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Super Really Normal: Mikey x Oc master list!

Official request page: https://www.tumblr.com/summ3rg4l/720150799495364608/%F0%9D%90%91%F0%9D%90%9E%F0%9D%90%AA%F0%9D%90%AE%F0%9D%90%9E%F0%9D%90%AC%F0%9D%90%AD%F0%9D%90%AC-%F0%9D%90%9A%F0%9D%90%AB%F0%9D%90%9E-%F0%9D%90%A8%F0%9D%90%A9%F0%9D%90%9E%F0%9D%90%A7

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ᶻᶻᶻ 🪟 All the chapters of my fic ... ₎

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🛒 Oc character sheet:

https://www.tumblr.com/summ3rg4l/790781402237042688/an-this-is-the-character-chart-for-my-oc-tomoko

🧃 Season 1:

Prologue- https://www.tumblr.com/summ3rg4l/790782024085585920/prologue-the-great-move

Chapter 1- https://www.tumblr.com/summ3rg4l/790782428660793344/chapter-1-regular-super-normal-day

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Chapter 1: Regular, super normal day

Read the mini prologue for this story here!

https://www.tumblr.com/summ3rg4l/790781402237042688/an-this-is-the-character-chart-for-my-oc-tomoko

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ᶻᶻᶻ 🪟 Average teenage girl day ... ₎

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Word count: 2.2k+

Synopsis: Episode 1 of Tokyo Revengers with Tomoko inserted!

'Now that July has started, the weather in China has been hot, and the distribution of air pressure has been bringing in warmth, making the overall temperature higher than last year all across Japan. The Kantou Koushin'etsu area as well as the Tokai region will have clear, sunny, summery skies ahead. The temperatures will be hotter inland, so please beware of unexpected rainstorms in areas near the mountains. Tragedy Unfolds as Large Truck DriShopping District During Festival And now for our next story The escalating dispute between the Tokyo Manji Gang has now claimed innocent victims.'

"Wait, seriously? That's insane..." Takemitchi said to himself while watching the television in front of him, a slightly wide eyed expression can be seen on his face.

'Six were injured in this incident. One was sent to the hospital, but is in cardiopulmonary arrest. The ones who died at the scene have been identified as Tachibana Naoto, 25, from Shibuya, Tokyo.'

"Tachibana Naoto?" 'and another victim from Shibuya, Tokyo, Tachibana's older sister, Tachibana Hinata, age 26. The MPD is on high alert.' "Tachibana... Hinata?" Takemichi thinks out loud, shocked and filled with despair after finding out, 'Apparently, my one and only girlfriend, who I dated in middle school, Tachibana Hinata.'

"Hey! I know you're in there!" Takemichi's elderly neighbor banged on his door angrily, having to tell him to turn down the TV once again "Yes?" he responded somberly "How many times do I have to tell you that your TV is too damn loud?" she shouts at him from behind the wooden door to his apartment " Sorry about that." he apologizes as politely as possible "Honestly, kids these days.." she mutters under her breath.

Later, while Takemichi is working at the movie rental shop. "Seriously, how many times do I have to tell you the same thing, Takemichi?" Takemichi's boss, who's younger than him, asked irritatedly, "DVDs need to go back on the shelves as soon as they're returned. Hanagaki I've told you this before, right?" She questions him as it's not the first time Takemichi has forgotten to do as he told "I'm sor—" he tries to apologize but ends up getting interrupted by her "Yeah, I know. All you ever are is sorry." she sighs and looks away from him.

After Takemichi leaves the movie store and starts walking home to his messy apartment he sees a few kids messing with a car parked on the side of the road. "Wow, that's lame!" one of the kids shouted with no hesitation, "Hey, old guy." the kid with the hat and a sky blue short sleeve hoodie speaks, making Takemichi stop in his tracks. "Huh?" Takemichi looks at the group of children in confusion "You got a problem?"  the one in the purple hoodie asked impolitely. "Uh, no... Uh, I'm sorry..."

Takemichi tries to apologize before the purple hoodie kid jumps off of the car he was on and looks at Takemichi he gasps slightly as the child steps closer to him and the other two surround him and laugh. The child in the blue hoodie hurriedly goes up to the car and scratches the side of it with a coin, and the kids immediately run away as they giggle to each other about the scandal. Takemichi stands there for a few seconds until a tall man with a dark red blazer sees his scratched car yells; "Hey! What do you think you're doing?!" Takemichi looks behind and locks eyes with the man, before he can act Takemichi runs away as the man yells at his messed up car.

Eventually the man catches up with him and Takemichi ends up apologizing to him for the trouble he didn't start.

'I never thought that my life would turn out like this.' Takemichi thinks to himself, feeling awfully depressed.

'The train bound for Shibuya and Shinagawa will be arriving on track 14.'

The lady on the intercom informs the people wanting to ride said train 'Living in a crappy apartment with paper-thin walls. Treated like an absolute moron by my manager, who's younger than me...'

'Please stand behind the yellow line.'

'Then those punks picked a fight with me, and I somehow ended up apologizing. I've only had one girlfriend in my entire life, and that was in middle school.' Takemichi looks down slightly at the train tracks in front of him.

'To top it off, I'm still a damn virgin.' Takemichi looks down at his feet. 'Where the hell did I go wrong?' His thoughts are interrupted by the feeling of a hand on his back pushing him forward and the loud honk of the train that's seconds away from  ending his life. The bright blinding lights are almost like a metaphor if you think about it.

'Huh?, You're kidding.' 

'You're kidding! The moment I thought I was going to die, I didn't remember my parents or friends. I remembered my girlfriend.' A memory of Hinata looking away from Takemichi plays through his head as his life flashes before his eyes.

"Apparently, Tachibana from Class 2 likes Hanagaki." One of the other 2nd year girls whispers to her friend.

"Seriously? Why you, though?" A boy with chestnut hair and glasses says to the younger version of Takemichi.

"What are you going to do? Some boys from another class came looking for you yesterday." Another girl with the same uniform as the others and short raven hair gossips.

"Don't give me that. Tachibana's super popular, you know." Hinata sighed.

'Thinking back, my second year in middle school was when I peaked. I was number two in a kickass gang of second-years. And that was the only time I had a girlfriend...Is this, like... the thing where you see your life flash before your eyes?' Takemichi thinks to himself seeing all of the good times he had at school with his group of friends and girlfriend.

Takemichi looks at his hand and his eyes widen Shibuya.

'We have arrived in Shibuya. Please make sure you have all of your belongings.'

The male intercom voice says to all of the passengers of the train.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Young Takemichi says to one of the other passengers that bumped into him, even though they're the one that should have apologized. "Hey, Takemichi!" one of his friends Atsushi Sendou aka Akkun calls out to him "Takemichi!" his other friend Kazushi Yamagishi, the boy from his memory.

Takemichi continues to stare off into the distance, baffled on how he's not dead and why this memory feels so...realistic. "What are you doing? Get off the train." Akkun says to Takemichi wondering why he's being such a ditz. "Wh-Whoa!" he gasps finally realizing that they're talking to him "Hurry up."

He quickly rushes out of the train just in time before the door closes which almost crushed him and goes towards his 'old' friends. 'Whoa, t-talk about nostalgia! Makoto, who couldn't keep his hands off his dick! The fool Yamagishi, who thought he'd be smart if he wore glasses! Our leader, Akkun! Takuya, who I knew since we were little! And Tomoko, Yamagishi's cousin who was always on the hunt for a boyfriend!'

"Yamagishi, did you see this week's issue?" Makoto asks Kazushi "Hell yeah, I saw that pinup! It was insane!" he responds "Could you guys talk about something not stupid for once?" Tomoko rolls her eyes at the two boys in front of her on the escalator as they go up "Yo, guys. We're in public, y'know." Akkun reminds them as well. "At least Akkun has some common sense"  the brown haired girl spoke sassily perusal. 

"I'm starving. Wanna get something to eat?" Takuya says to the rest of the group as they walk "Yeah I'm hungry too!" Tomoko eagerly agrees with him feeling hungry after the long train trip. "You're always hungry Tomo." Makoto whispered under his breath after she called him stupid. "Wha-" she was going to retaliate but was interrupted by Yamagishi. "I could go for a hamburger." He says trying to change the subject. "Oh! Yes yes yes!" She nodded her head expeditiously.

"I've got a coupon." Makoto smiled. "Got enough for all of us?" "Nope." he responds "I was gonna pay for my own stuff anyway." Tomoko crosses her arms. "Hey Tomo! Help a cousin out!" Yamagishi puts his hands together in a plea. "No way. You have money!" "But you're rich!"

While the rest of the group mingles, Takemichi stops to look at himself in a full sized mirror on the wall of the train station.

'Huh? An open collar and baggy pants? Who the hell is this lame-looking punk?! It's me! It's me from middle school! I was so lame! But this was supposed to be when I peaked! What's in my pockets? A single 500-yen coin and a cellphone! Yo, it's a flip phone! Talk about memories! July 4th, 2005? Uh, wait. Right now, it should be..One, two, three...This is exactly twelve years ago!.'

Tomoko stops and looks back at himself "Takemichi! Are you checking yourself out again?" She teases him and the rest of the other guys turn around to look at him as well.

'Tomo-Chan...it's been a while since I last saw her. She was this group's only saving grace...'

"Hey, Takemichi! The hell are you doing?" Yamagishi yells for him to come along. 'Who knew seeing your life flash before your eyes looked so realistic?'

Once they got to the dinner Makoto had a coupon for, they all sat down Tomoko sitting beside Takemichi at the window. "Seriously, Takemichi? Just fries?" "And you got a small!" Makoto and Yamagishi shout at Takemichi's choice of lunch. "Well, I need change for the train ride home." Takemichi tries to reason with them, not really putting up much of a fight. "It would've worked out." Yamagishi poorly reassures him.

Akkun finally looks at Takemichi and changes the subject, "I'm glad your cousin is the leader of Shibuya Third Middle School." He smiles at him.

'huh'

"If any third-year tries to mess with us, we just need to name drop Masaru." Yamagishi puts his finger up proudly. "Don't talk with your mouth full!" Tomoko reprimanded him while doing the same thing. 'Wha? My cousin?' a memory of Takemichi's cousin riding on a bike away from him and Takemichi chasing him with small tears in his eyes asking Masaru to give something back.

'Are they really talking about Masaru?' He sweat drops at the unpleasant memory. "Hang on a sec. What's so good about having Masaru around? I honestly have no idea what you're talking about." They all look at him awkwardly. "Wh-What?" Takemichi looks at his friends not understanding the new aura, going wide eyed. "Huh?" (Takuya) "What are you talking about?" (Akkun) "We're gonna go pick a fight!" Makoro shouted, clenching his fist and smiling.

'Come to think of it, Masaru-kun did mention that he was the leader at Shibuya Third Middle School.'

"We're gonna have us a little war with the second-years at that school!" He doubles down.  "Yeah!" Yamagishi agrees "Huh? We're gonna go over to their school and fight them right now?" Takemichi looks at the five of them wide eyed. "I won't be fighting anyone. I'm going to Hina's house to study for exams." Tomoko briefly says, focusing more on her food than the conversation. "Hey, someone say something." (Yamagishi) "Takemichi, they think we're wusses, so we gotta fight." (Takuya) "They think we're wusses? And that's why we're fighting?"

Still wide eyed he looks at all of them again this time with more fear. "You don't need to act like you're scared! Aren't you gonna greet them with a backfist as soon as we see them, just like always?" Yamagishi, smiling with his eye brows down. "Backfist?" "Yeah, Takemichi's always all fired up." (Akkun) "Lead the way, Charge Commander!" (Makoto) "yeah!" Yamagishi yells, accidentally hitting his knee on the table and spilling one of the drinks "Hey, you're spilling things!" Akkun scolds him, slamming one of his hands onto the table and they all start to laugh except for Takemichi and Akkun.

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"Hina, can you help me with number 12? I don't get it at all!" Tomoko laid on Hinata's bedroom floor stomach flat as she flipped through one of their math textbooks from school. Hinata looks over at her and smiles, "Sure! What does it say?" She scoots closer to her friend. "It says—" She's cut off by the blaring of Hina's doorbell. "Who the heck is out this late?"

Hina gets up to answer the door, "I'll get it!" She says as she approaches the ring camera. "Who is it— Takemichi!?" When she realizes it's her boyfriend she quickly swings open the door to check on him. "Hanamichi's here?" Tomoko gets up to see the visitor for herself. When she approaches him she notices that he's all bloody and beat up. "I just... wanted to see you." He whispered to himself.

Tomoko waited for their little couple moment to end before she made herself known. "What happened Takemichi? Did you really lose to those second years?" She tried to make light of the situation to make Takemichi feel better since he's...crying. "No, I'm fine. I just wanted to visit. I'll see you guys tomorrow." He begins to limp away from Hina's apartment. "Wait, where's Kazushi?" "He's on his way home with the others!"

A/N: Hello everyone! I decided that I'll try to post every Friday or earlier! I hope this story becomes very popular and gains a strong fandom! \(^ヮ^)/

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Prologue: The Great Move

Take a look at Tomoko’s character chart here!

https://www.tumblr.com/summ3rg4l/790781402237042688/an-this-is-the-character-chart-for-my-oc-tomoko

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"Tomoko, would you stop crying! It's just a new school, it's not like your old friends are dead or anything..." A young Yamagishi yells at his somehow older cousin who's currently crying while holding his hand like a baby. They're only about 7 years old right now and leaving everything you've ever known is hard for someone her age. "I wanna go home! Where's all my stuff!? I hate it here!"

Tomoko and Yamagishi's parents had sent them to the playground so she could see the neighborhood better and maybe get more comfortable with her new home. Yamagishi thought he was gonna get to play but they just ended up sitting on a bench doing nothing while she whined and cried about wanting to go home...in his book, he would name this the worst playdate ever.

A few days ago Tomoko's parents thought it would be better for them to live closer to family in case of emergencies which is why they moved to the same neighborhood as Yamagishi's. Obviously Tomoko was not fond of that idea at all. She had lived her whole life with her friends, in the same school and now she was being forced to just up and leave them like nothing!

Her whaling soon got louder and by now all of the children and parents alike have turned their heads to look at the commotion, Yamagishi felt embarrassed, all he wanted was to leave but Tomoko wouldn't follow him and his mom would kill him if he left her at the park all alone."Hey Tomo look!" He pulled out a pair of oversized glasses he stole from his father and put them on. "Doesn't this look funny?" He asked with a forced smile across his face. He was 99.9% sure that trick would make her laugh, after all her older brother would do it all the time and Yamagishi would die laughing every single time.

There was a moment of silence before the crying stopped and she finally said something "You look really stupid...take uncle's glasses off." and that was Tomoko's first day in the neighborhood. By the next day she was laughing around like nothing happened, like she was never crying about moving. "Kazu! Come to my backyard and play with me! I found my ball!"

By the time she reached age 12 she had met Takemichi, Takuya, Akkun, and Makoto aka her closest friends, even though sometimes she wishes they were girls since they can be really stupid sometimes.

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A/N: I'm sorry this is so short but its just a prologue so for actual chapters the word count will be 1000 words or more. (•̀ᴗ•́)و

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A/N: This is the character chart for my oc Tomoko who will be the main character of Super Really Normal which is an Oc x Canon (Mikey x Tomoko) The mini prologue and the first chapter will be uploaded today!

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🪟 ᶻᶻᶻ 𝖳𝗈𝗆𝗈𝗄𝗈 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗍... ₎

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BASIC INFO

Full Name: Tomoko Kawamaso

Nickname(s): Tomo-Chan (girls only)

Age: 15

Birthday: January 25, 1991

Gender: Female

Pronouns: she/her

Race: Japanese

Nationality: Japanese...

Occupation: Student

APPEARANCE

Height: 5'2

Weight: 44.9kg (99lbs)

Skin Tone: slightly tan, just a little

Eye Color: brown

Hair Color/Style: She was born with black hair but dyed it light brown with a few blonde highlights.

Scars/Markings Tattoos/Piercings: N/A

Typical Outfit: A white button up shirt with a yellow sweater vest, and as bottoms she wears a grey pleated skirt and red striped tie like Hina.

Other Notable Features: She has dimples when she smiles and only smiles with her two front teeth (like the ref)

Reference photos!

PERSONALITY

MBTI Type:

Core Traits (3–5 adjectives):

Likes: Burgers, karaoke, cute boys with bleached hair, rock music(occasionally), thrifting, cute things, cats

Dislikes: Pizza, Takoyaki, onions, peppers, dogs, chicken on the bone

Loves: Loves: boneless Chicken, A+'s, Matcha, Tommy February6, pop music, k-pop, English class, friends, decorating, One Piece

Fears: death, dogs

Hobbies: Sewing

Love Language: Gift giving & physical touch

How They View Themselves: "I'm a great friend to have! If you need help with anything just come to me! Unless a dog is chasing you...don't come near me if a dog is chasing you..." -Tomoko

How Others View Them: "Holy shit! I remember Tomo! She was the only girl in our group but none of us hit on her because friends zoned us from the start with that 'Since I'm the oldest you guys are my little brothers!' crap!" -Takemichi

RELATIONSHIPS (As of before the story has started)

Family: Unnamed parents, Unnamed older brother, Kazushi Yamagishi (Cousin)

Friends: Atsushi Sendo (Akkun), Takemichi Hanagaki, Takuya Yamamoto, Makoto Suzuki, Hinata Tachibana, and unnamed group of girls

Pets: Momo the kitten

OTHER INFO

Voice Claim: Ochaco Uraraka (sub)

Theme Song: I'm in the mood for dancing - Tommy Febuary6

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Uhm you can ignore this

BASIC INFO

Full Name: Julie

Nickname(s): none

Age: 26

Birthday: ???

Gender: Famale

Race/Species: Human

Affiliation: Any one who pays

Occupation/Role: Assassin

Bounty: 50 million berries

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

Height: slightly above average

Build/Body Type: Typical one piece girl

Skin Tone: tan

Hair Color & Style: black long & straight

Eye Color: black probably

Distinguishing Features: Cat eyes

Typical Outfit: A black suit jacket with a blue undershirt (button up) with a matching black mini pencil skirt. She has black tights underneath and black knee high combat boots

Accessories/Weapons: Guns

ABILITIES & COMBAT

Haki:

Observation Haki: Yes (weak)

Armament Haki: Yes (average)

Conqueror’s Haki: No

Fighting Style(s): Many guns...

Special Techniques: Plan B (kick them in the balls), plan C (run)

Strengths: Disguises

Weaknesses: Water. She doesn't have a devil fruit she just swim.

PERSONALITY

Positive Traits: Strong willed, confident, cunning, and other things

Negative Traits: Closed minded

Likes: guns. her pet monkey, money

Dislikes: idfk

BACKSTORY

Place of Origin: some island in the grand line

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New story coming soon

So like I'm making a one piece x oc multi chapter story bc I am so very bored. There's not gonna be any romance (unless you guys want it, I was gonna let you pick who you want too) The first chapter will be posted today or tomorrow most likely. Honestly the only thing I have for her is her appearance, personality, job, and age so you all can pick the rest as we go on.

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Hey so why do people like Uta 😭😭😭 this bitch is stupid

Like why is she so evil. I get that she went through stuff or wtv but common sense says her thought process was dumb ass fuck

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Yall hear me out on Franky 🫦 pre and post Timeskip

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Me trying to look at something Zoro or Sanji related and someone makes it about Zosan

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Watching Hancock have those weird ass fantasies about Luffy genuinely makes me uncomfortable…I skipped every fucking scene with her in it idc. She’s my least favorite character

fuck her backstory ;-;

What bitch in her THIRTIES wants to imagine kissing a SEVENTEEN year old…

She’s literally a groomer

I hate Hancock. My whole crew hates Hancock

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How I feel after disappearing for months after every post 😍

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If Luffy fought Kalifa her devil fruit wouldn’t have an effect on him because of all the dirt and grime built up on his skin because his as barely fucking showers…Zoro too

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teaching kurapika english —

the bold implies speaking japanese 💞

kurapika sits at the small kitchen table, his blond hair falling into his eyes as he stares down at the open english textbook in front of him. you’re stirring something on the stove, glancing over at him every few moments to check his progress. his brows are furrowed, and the pencil in his hand taps rhythmically against the notebook.

“okay,” you say, turning down the heat and giving him an encouraging smile. “try this one: ‘the weather is nice today.’”

he frowns, his lips pressing together as he thinks. “the weather… is good today?” he finally says, his voice hesitant. his accent is careful, each word deliberate, and you can’t help but find it endearing.

you set down the spoon and turn to face him. “close!” you say brightly. “but instead of ‘good,’ we say ‘nice’ when talking about the weather. try again.”

his shoulders rise and fall in a small sigh as he picks up the pencil and scribbles something in his notebook. you hear him muttering softly before he speaks again. “the weather is nice today.”

“perfect!” you clap your hands, and the corners of his lips twitch upward in the faintest smile.

“it feels strange,” he admits, leaning back in his chair. “why not just say it’s good? it’s simpler.”

you laugh and walk over to him, sitting down at his side. “english doesn’t like to make sense,” you tease. “but you’re doing so well! seriously, you’re better at this than you think.”

he glances at you, a small flicker of amusement in his eyes. “you’re just saying that to encourage me.”

“i’m not!” you insist, nudging his arm gently. “you’ve got the grammar down, and honestly, your accent is cute.”

his eyebrows lift slightly, and he gives you a skeptical look. “cute?”

“yes, cute,” you say, grinning. “in fact, you should say something to me in english right now.”

he hesitates, his gaze dropping back to the textbook. “what should i say?”

“anything you want,” you tell him, leaning your elbows on the table. “but it has to be sweet.”

he exhales slowly, clearly considering his words. after a moment, he looks back up at you, his voice soft and deliberate. “you… make me happy.”

you feel your cheeks warm, his words catching you off guard despite their simplicity. there’s a sincerity in his tone that makes your chest feel tight. you reach out and take his hand, your fingers curling gently over his. “you make me happy too,” you whisper.

he tilts his head slightly, his gaze thoughtful. “did i say it correctly?”

“you said it perfectly,” you assure him, squeezing his hand. “but honestly, it’s not just about getting the words right. it’s about how you mean them.”

his expression softens, and for a moment, he seems to forget about the textbook, the lessons, the rules of a language that feels foreign to him. instead, his focus is entirely on you.

“then,” he says quietly, “thank you… for helping me.”

“always,” you reply, your voice just as soft.

the scent of your cooking fills the air, but neither of you move to check it. you stay there, hand in hand, the lesson forgotten as the moment stretches on—simple, warm, and unspokenly perfect.

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Honestly, no one is doing it like Vinsmoke Sanji. He's royalty. He's homeless. He's a convicted criminal. He is a damsel in distress. He's a knight in shining armor. He takes down the Government at 10 am then makes a Bouchée à la reine from scratch at 11. He has the empathy of a buddhist monk in the Himalayas. He will beat up a 90 year old. He has never given a fuck, he cant sleep at night cz of how much he cares. He is a ballerina. He sets his legs on fire. He is a slut. He is a virgin. He is a feminist He is a pervert. He's a fashion icon. He wears Alexander McQueen suits to the beach. He has never known happiness. God has personal beef with him.

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Visiting magical girl island.

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We did it gang

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Real