Red Panda (MHA x Male OC)

Red Panda (MHA x Male OC)

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My Hero Academia
Rojiro Rin (first, last) is a man with quite a peculiar quirk. It allows him to turn into a red panda, but not only that. He can change his size at will. This, of course, would make him very fluffy and huggable, which also fits his personality to a tee. He leads quite the normal life for someone in such an abnormal world. That is until his usual day at daycare gets inturupted in quite the odd manner, which leads him to being put on parole for inappropriate use of his quirk. How could this get any worse? A/N: This quirk is inspired by the movie "Turning Red". I do not own MHA, Turning Red, or any photos you will see throughout the story. They all are not mine, rights to their original owners. I only own Rojiro and some of the plot, which will not be specified. Without further ado, I hope you enjoy :D P.S. I originally had two ideas for this story and couldn't figure out which one I wanted to write. Sooo... I might just do both! Make sure to look out for the other one! (I haven't posted it yet, my badness(if you get this reference, ily(I lied, ily even if you don't)))
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(Mezo Shoji x reader.) • "Just.. Hold still, I'm here to help." His voice meets my ears in a calming manner and my side presses up against the cold bars, curling away from the threat. Short and ragged breaths make their way into my strained lungs. "Hurts.." I huff, only to jolt as his fingers brush against me-he's reaching over to undo the straps along my head while his free hand idly ran a comforting thumb over the side of my face. "I know, just hold still." • • They say: pride always comes before the fall. (Y/n) had grown used to the cycle of running and fleeing with movements as graceful as a fox. From the very moment she entered this world, her life had been marked by a cruel bounty etched into her very skin-a quirk like hers, while unique and beautiful, offered no guarantees of safety. It was a reality she had come to accept. And that's what led her to a cage, eyes trained on the world outside as it slipped off into the darkness. Every product is sectioned into its own category. A color that marked either their value.. Or caution. He was an odd sight, large and terrifying to the eye-his imposing stature created dread that stretched far along his surroundings. Yet, it was his touch that proved to be the gentlest (Y/n) had ever felt. • • • Warning: Violence, human trafficking, starvation and rude language Please point out grammar errors, English isn't my first language. DISCLAIMER: NONE OF THE ART IN THIS BOOK BELONGS TO ME.

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