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BORN TO FAIL - A SONIC THE HEDGEHOG FANZINE

a look into the thoughts, futures, and failures of a select few sonic robots. what lives to they build for themselves, and how do they learn to live in the first place?

you weren't expecting anything out of the ordinary when you got back to the dorm after your last workout, but the bakusquad all facing the far corner of the living room, faces ranging from concern to unrestrained glee, makes you rethink that immediately.

"i'm sorry," kiri was saying softly, crouched down on one knee. "we don't know who your moms are. neither bakugou nor midoriya are dating anyone-"

you're walking closer when you hear a small voice sounding incredibly exasperated say, "we /told/ you: we have two /dads/, not moms. we have the same mom-"

"wonder woman," a second small voice adds.

"right, dad calls her wonder woman and papa calls her sweetheart and we call her mom!"

as you get closer, sero sees you. as he waves you over, denki spots you too. he grabs your arm, wide grin on his face.

"dude," he starts, "look-"

but denki is interrupted by three things happening at once:

nnnngngnn what a thought

cw dad kink, piss

When planning a hunt with Nik you had pictured it much differently. You had imagined being pressed up against a tree. His large hands all over you as his cock split you in two. You had imagined it messy, passionate. Deliciously rough and so very erotic.

This was nothing like that. This was fucking terrifying. For such a big guy he was impossibly quiet. One moment you'd be scrambling behind a tree and the next you'd hear heavy footsteps directly behind you. Sending you screaming and running the opposite way.

You wanted to be caught. You wanted him to shove you down and take what he needed. But with your heart pumping this fast and adrenaline making you dizzy it was hard to stop. Nikolai was too good at being a hunter. The primal instinct deep in your dna forcing you to run no matter what your rational brain told you.

Buzzing with fear, lungs aching, legs shaky, it was no wonder you lost control when he finally caught you. Big arms wrapping around your waist and yanking you backwards. You screamed. A real scream, not at all played up for the game. Thrashing in his grip and trying to break free. He pushed you down, large body pressing you into the dirt as he laughed.

"You... wet yourself?"

You froze, eyes wide in shock. Shaking your head as if your denial meant it wasn't true. His hand slid up the back of your thigh, feeling over your damp jeans to check and laughing again. Proud of himself that he could spook you so strongly that your basic bodily functions would fail.

"Thats pathetic, you know. Getting so scared you piss all over yourself. Makes you a... coward."

You sniffled and turned your head again. Starting to struggle once again when Nik tugged your pants down over your ass. Groping your damp cheeks with a grunt. Fingers pressing into the plush flesh until you were sure it would bruise.

"Nik no..."

The slap echoed through the empty woods around you, followed by your pained cry. You knew what that was for. You knew exactly what you had said wrong.

"Sorry papa... Papochka... I'm sorry..."

You jolted when his cock slid through your slick folds. The tip feeling hot against the cooling piss coating you.

"Da... that's it baby. You will be."

His hand gripped the back of your head, pushing your face further into the dirt as he slid into you in one clean thrust. He was too big. Far too big. Normally he would spend hours preparing you for his cock. But he didn't have the patience for that now.

"So tight for me, Milaya... So wet too... is that the piss or did you just enjoy being chased that much?"