Gamer fic

lord of time by DebsTheSlytherinSnapeFan - is time travel Tomarry Harry accidentally travels back in riddle’s era , it has dumbledore bashing , also Harry is mod , it’s amazing definitely recommend checking it out if you like Tomarry - (harry potter)
the yellow dyad - is Naruto and jiraya traveling back in time when Minato is an academy student and Naruto de-ages to a 9 year old and it’s incest (kind of?) but I loved it so I’d definitely recommend if you like time travel fix-it’s - (Naruto)
not retribution, just returning favor ! this is femharry , golden trio traveling back in marauders era , it’s Sirius x femharry - (harry potter)
game of shadows - this is gamer fic it’s awesome - (Naruto)
the adventures gamer ninja daichi hekima - also gamer fanfic highly recommend if you like these - ( Naruto)
Harry Potter and the descent into darknessand it’s sequel Harry Potter and the breeding darkness - is Tomarry / Harrymort there is timeturner used many times but not like you’d think none of them go back more than a few hours , also barty and Harry friendship eventually - (harry potter)
nonpareil - is reader x various- (Naruto)
Harry Potter and the shadowed light - is Tomarry , Harry travels back in time and has dumbledore and half of the Weasley bashing - (harry potter)
The Darkening of Your Soul - is also Tomarry, Harry gets to travel back but so does Voldemort , this is also the first fanfic I read that has barty and Harry friendship and I loved it - (harry potter)
Again and Again - is Tomarry with Harry stuck being reborn again and again and is honestly so done also politics are discussed greatly in detail - (harry potter)

lord of time by DebsTheSlytherinSnapeFan - is time travel Tomarry Harry accidentally travels back in riddle’s era , it has dumbledore bashing , also Harry is mod , it’s amazing definitely recommend checking it out if you like Tomarry - (harry potter)
the yellow dyad - is Naruto and jiraya traveling back in time when Minato is an academy student and Naruto de-ages to a 9 year old and it’s incest (kind of?) but I loved it so I’d definitely recommend if you like time travel fix-it’s - (Naruto)
not retribution, just returning favor ! this is femharry , golden trio traveling back in marauders era , it’s Sirius x femharry - (harry potter)
game of shadows - this is gamer fic it’s awesome - (Naruto)
the adventures gamer ninja daichi hekima - also gamer fanfic highly recommend if you like these - ( Naruto)
Harry Potter and the descent into darknessand it’s sequel Harry Potter and the breeding darkness - is Tomarry / Harrymort there is timeturner used many times but not like you’d think none of them go back more than a few hours , also barty and Harry friendship eventually - (harry potter)
nonpareil - is reader x various- (Naruto)
Harry Potter and the shadowed light - is Tomarry , Harry travels back in time and has dumbledore and half of the Weasley bashing - (harry potter)
The Darkening of Your Soul - is also Tomarry, Harry gets to travel back but so does Voldemort , this is also the first fanfic I read that has barty and Harry friendship and I loved it - (harry potter)
Again and Again - is Tomarry with Harry being stuck reborn again and again and is honestly so done also politics are discussed greatly in detail - (harry potter)

lord of time by DebsTheSlytherinSnapeFan - is time travel Tomarry Harry accidentally travels back in riddle’s era , it has dumbledore bashing , also Harry is mod , it’s amazing definitely recommend checking it out if you like Tomarry - (harry potter)
the yellow dyad - is Naruto and jiraya traveling back in time when Minato is an academy student and Naruto de-ages to a 9 year old and it’s incest (kind of?) but I loved it so I’d definitely recommend if you like time travel fix-it’s - (Naruto)
not retribution, just returning favor ! this is femharry , golden trio traveling back in marauders era , it’s Sirius x femharry - (harry potter)
game of shadows - this is gamer fic it’s awesome - (Naruto)
the adventures gamer ninja daichi hekima - also gamer fanfic highly recommend if you like these - ( Naruto)
Harry Potter and the descent into darknessand it’s sequel Harry Potter and the breeding darkness - is Tomarry / Harrymort there is timeturner used many times but not like you’d think none of them go back more than a few hours , also barty and Harry friendship eventually - (harry potter)
nonpareil - is reader x various- (Naruto)
Harry Potter and the shadowed light - is Tomarry , Harry travels back in time and has dumbledore and half of the Weasley bashing - (harry potter)
The Darkening of Your Soul - is also Tomarry, Harry gets to travel back but so does Voldemort , this is also the first fanfic I read that has barty and Harry friendship and I loved it - (harry potter)
Again and Again - is Tomarry with Harry stuck being reborn again and again and is honestly so done also politics are discussed greatly in detail - (harry potter)

lord of time by DebsTheSlytherinSnapeFan - is time travel Tomarry Harry accidentally travels back in riddle’s era , it has dumbledore bashing , also Harry is mod , it’s amazing definitely recommend checking it out if you like Tomarry - (harry potter)
the yellow dyad - is Naruto and jiraya traveling back in time when Minato is an academy student and Naruto de-ages to a 9 year old and it’s incest (kind of?) but I loved it so I’d definitely recommend if you like time travel fix-it’s - (Naruto)
not retribution, just returning favor ! this is femharry , golden trio traveling back in marauders era , it’s Sirius x femharry - (harry potter)
game of shadows - this is gamer fic it’s awesome - (Naruto)
the adventures gamer ninja daichi hekima - also gamer fanfic highly recommend if you like these - ( Naruto)
Harry Potter and the descent into darknessand it’s sequel Harry Potter and the breeding darkness - is Tomarry / Harrymort there is timeturner used many times but not like you’d think none of them go back more than a few hours , also barty and Harry friendship eventually - (harry potter)
nonpareil - is reader x various- (Naruto)
Harry Potter and the shadowed light - is Tomarry , Harry travels back in time and has dumbledore and half of the Weasley bashing - (harry potter)
The Darkening of Your Soul - is also Tomarry, Harry gets to travel back but so does Voldemort , this is also the first fanfic I read that has barty and Harry friendship and I loved it - (harry potter)
Again and Again - is Tomarry with Harry stuck being reborn again and again and is just honestly so done ,also it has politics discussed greatly in detail - (harry potter)

lord of time by DebsTheSlytherinSnapeFan - is time travel Tomarry Harry accidentally travels back in riddle’s era , it has dumbledore bashing , also Harry is mod , it’s amazing definitely recommend checking it out if you like Tomarry - (harry potter)
the yellow dyad - is Naruto and jiraya traveling back in time when Minato is an academy student and Naruto de-ages to a 9 year old and it’s incest (kind of?) but I loved it so I’d definitely recommend if you like time travel fix-it’s - (Naruto)
not retribution, just returning favor ! this is femharry , golden trio traveling back in marauders era , it’s Sirius x femharry - (harry potter)
game of shadows - this is gamer fic it’s awesome - (Naruto)
the adventures gamer ninja daichi hekima - also gamer fanfic highly recommend if you like these - ( Naruto)
Harry Potter and the descent into darknessand it’s sequel Harry Potter and the breeding darkness - is Tomarry / Harrymort there is timeturner used many times but not like you’d think none of them go back more than a few hours , also barty and Harry friendship eventually - (harry potter)
nonpareil - is reader x various- (Naruto)
Harry Potter and the shadowed light - is Tomarry , Harry travels back in time and has dumbledore and half of the Weasley bashing - (harry potter)
The Darkening of Your Soul - is also Tomarry, Harry gets to travel back but so does Voldemort , this is also the first fanfic I read that has barty and Harry friendship and I loved it - (harry potter)
Again and Again - is Tomarry with Harry stuck being reborn again and again and is just honestly so done ,also it has politics discussed greatly in detail - (harry potter)

So, I'm writing a Gamer Fic about a person of the Christian faith from our world going on a journey across the multiverse. One of the worlds he'll eventually end up in is DxD for the sheer chaotic potential of his interactions with the other factions (i.e. declaring all the main heads of the pantheons false Gods, calling the Biblical God of DxD a "Feikā").
Now, with someone of his faith, I wanna pair him with someone who already shares his religious values or someone who could at least respects his religious values and maybe even grow to share them one day. This is a non-harem story btw.
I've scoured other franchises and found some suitable partners, but with DxD, the only character I could really see my MC realistically ending up with is Asia.
Now I know the generic lore of her character and how she ended up after meeting Issei, which I kinda don't like, but that's another discussion. But I was wondering if anyone could give me any more tips or pieces of info about her character that I should be aware of.
Thank you for taking the time to read my post and have a blessed day.

Ino mind transfers in naruto and gets extremely scared because of the kyuubi after she dug deeper, she saw some of his memories and is sad and this was at the academy I believe and all the parents were there and inoichi and naruto tried to stop her and after she got out she was scarred in a way and naruto helped her out and she treats him as a brother I believe. Just to say in case this might be a gamer fic but I'm not sure

I've read a lot of them from practically every fandom I could, even fandoms I'm not really a part of. I read a DxD gamer fic even though I've never actually seen Highschool DxD. That's how often I read these things.
Yet, out of the (probably) hundreds I've read at this point, very, very few of them have actually been completed. Most are either "On Hiatus" (dropped) or have been in production for a comical amount of time and show no signs of actually being completed within the decade.
Now, I've started writing a dropped a fair share of fics myself (I.E, I've dropped every fic I've ever started writing 20k words or so in), so I understand why it was dropped. I'm not questioning that. I'm just trying to understand why gamesystem fics specifically are dropped so often.
It seems like there is a higher "drop-to-completed" ratio for the gamesystem fics than there are any other fics in fanfiction as a whole, with maybe the exception of SI fics, but those are usually gamesystem fics too anyway.
Why is that?
Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying there are no completed system/gamer fics. I remember reading one that was like, 600k-800k words or something and was a multiverse fic, but it was kind of trash so I didn't bother memorizing its name. I remember reading a few others as well, but I remember reading way more dropped gamesystem fics than I do completed ones. Mostly because I always get disappointed and a little pissed off when I click on the last chapter and realize the "completed" tag in the description isn't actually because the fic was completed, but because the author dropped it and was just too lazy to edit the title/synopsis to say "Dropped".
Anyway, does anyone have an idea of why this is? I've noticed it's not just a fanfiction problem, but also a problem I see a lot in professional novels. Am I crazy? I hope I'm not because otherwise, it would imply that I'm missing out on a lot of stuff, which would be a little disheartening, to say the least.

The oc is female and the only part that I remember is she is teleported or something similar to norse mythology equivalent of Olympus(can't remember what it's called) and she meets and gets trained by freya and eventually I think by odin

It has naruto with the gamer and he told hiruzen about it and he has kakashi as his sensei and told hiruzen he isn't good and tells him he has lazy in his title something like that and kakashi removes it a while later. Also if anyone knows one where naruto or a oc can't remember told hiruzen about the gamer and was assigned to asuma for sensei stating(hiruzen is talking to asuma explaining why he is assigning him instead)kakashi would just try make them all equal or something

I am caught up on gamer of the void and wanted another fic like it in the ways of length and similar plot points

So I have a lot of ideas for an OC fic and I wanted to see which ones people find the most appealing.
An OC fic where the OC has a gamer system and is a civilian craftsman that makes magical artifacts. She uses the dungeons and party system to train people (giving priority to non-clan kids).
An OC with no bloodline limit or clan that becomes a ninja specializing in medical ninjutsu, poison, and illusions.
An OC is reborn as a branch Hyuuga family member. She becomes a medical nin and taijutsu specialist.
An OC is reborn in the Kurama clan. She becomes a genjutsu specialist.
An OC with Crystal Release.

Hello! I'm pretty new to this genre. Not sure how it took me so long to discover being the gamefantasy nerd/writer that I am, but I made it eventually.
Now, let me preface by saying I know the majority of litRPG and progression fantasy is written by amateur writers on fan fic sites, and I love that there's a huge audience there for them to improve their craft and build fanbases.
But I tried to read several of the really popular series that have progressed in book form to Amazon, and despite the overwhelming praise I couldn't get past the childish writing and characters or the incredibly uneven pacing.
Eventually I thankfully found my way to DCC and Cradle, and really saw the potential of these genes. I haven't been this addicted to books in a long time. I'm up to date with DCC and am most of the way through Cradle. They're well written. They've both done such an excellent job building larger worlds around their characters' progression, while creating such a sense of momentum with the progression itself.
But I'm afraid of what happens when I finish Cradle. Is there anything else that meets that sort of quality bar? I don't need poetry, but I do need competent english, vaguely 3D characters, an interesting world and organic pacey progression. I read on my Kindle, so stuff on Amazon ideally.
Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated. Thanks.

Looking for gamer fics to read and by gamer I mean level up like a rpg character

The little I remember involved Harry attending a party with Draco where he saw purebloods paying homage to pagan gods. This sparks his curiousity in what exactly the gods are and how to become one. His System then makes it a quest for him.

I just don't see alot of them. I mean Job system as in you pick a class and as you level it up you get abilities in that class, most common in elementalist gamer fics, what I am thinking of is more a gamers life when they want to avoid the plot or original gamer where they either start with the first set of affinities and make spells in them to improve a related skill and said affinity or when you summon an elemental or meditate on said affinity to get it.

Hi! I'm looking for good naruto gamer fics or good smart! Naruto fics. They can be light or dark, just no Crack please. I read some of them but am looking for more, timetravel fics are welcome too. Any recommendations welcome.

When I first started my first gamer story, I had it planned to keep it simple. Instead of levels and power-ups, it was only skills and abilities with an inventory as well. Now I see stories where the MC relies on power-ups, consistent notifications from every interaction they do as well as taking the stats of an enemy.
There are so many variables in a gamer fic that it makes my head hurt from all its variables. There are really times when I wish there were a website where it helps you encapsulate a gamer system to put into your story, Like stat values, debuffs, and buffs, etc.
What do you guys think?

I would like to introduce these ways to use the story structures
1.A neglect fic where the op Naruto first unleashes his power he destroys the universe and survives turning him into a protector of the multiverse

1. Betrayal fic where everything is all cowboys (outlaw! Naruto would be awesome) think of all the ways you can use this
   
2. Gamer fic where the MC uses many other world's power ups and gliches due to having cheats on
   

I'll probably add some more but i gotta go

So! I came across the concept of a [Regressor] recently- its a common trope in fanfiction, but not under that name.
Basic rundown is this: The main character, usually the [regressor], can repeat their life. Every time they die, they return back to the start of events- whether thats when they gained their regressor abilities, or an important moment in their life doesnt matter. They usually also have some sort of sub power that sends back some of their skills with them, along with their memories. (In the case of GameSystem style fics, they get a portion of their stats back as well, along with all their skills.)
I was just wondering- are their any Regressor Izuku fics? I don't really care for it to have the gamer side of things- just the RegressoTransmission powers. The idea being that Izuku gets pushed back to *some* point in his life- and if its before receiving OFA from All Might, he'd still have his own copy of OFA, basically, leading to either confusion or hijinks of some sort!!

Today is inspired by this picture!
This one is probably the longest of my oneshots because I got lost in the worldbuilding. I hope it's an enjoyable read despite the density. I might follow up with an erotica scene in the comments if anyone is interested in seeing how this quartet navigates aggressive handholding.
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“So, Ian, this thing you proposed. It looks like it’s working. Did you come up with it, or did the therapist?” nettled the Right voice I heard while I bumped my forehead on the dining table rhythmically.
“Tessa, you’re not holding the flamingo pillow,” the Left voice chided.
“Bite me Fiona, you said it was stupid too!” shot back the Right, known as Tessa.
“Guys, can I-,” the Center voice tried to interject.
“No, Sophira!” the other two exclaimed, venom in their eyes and arms crossed.
“But I have the flamingo,” the Center – Sophira - replied, trying with all her might to stand her ground with that quiet demeanor of hers. “It’s my turn.”
“Can we just have, I don’t know, a little small talk over dinner? Without a fight? Please, guys?” I sighed in exasperation. “Spent a lot of time trying to prepare your favorites. It wasn’t easy getting all of them with the night markets closed and you getting home early.”
“That’s your own fault,” Tessa huffed, turning her back to me as much as she could with her lower half affixed to the shared giant upper torso with the other two.
“Don’t be such a bitch, Tess!” Fiona growled, pushing past the back of the ‘center person’ of their combined body. There was no gentleness as she shouldersd Sophira out of the way. The snake-like ‘neck’ strained just enough for Fi to jab her fingers into her target’s side. “He went through all this trouble to begin with, I’m not going to go hungry because you’re being a contrarian. I swear to rock and stone, I will forcefeed you if I have to.”
“H-hey, Ian?” Sophira whispered. Her soft heterochromatic green-brown eyes tried to not mist over with tears, a stilted smile across her face. She gripped the pink flamingo plushie tighter. “Thanks for cooking. From all of us.”
“Pah, fine. Thanks, loser, for-“
A loud slap made my eyes snap open.
Tessa had retreated far away from Fiona, snake-like lower half stretched with hand rubbing cheek, as far as a pickup truck-sized Hydra could lean away from itself. Probably helped that she was the rightmost and her assailant in the form of Fiona was the leftmost. Sophira in the center ducked underneath, leaning forward to meekly start piling her plate with the sauteed chicken and vegetables made just the way she liked it. Fiona was flexing her hand, a fire in her eyes, ignorant of the choice porterhouse bathed in an exotic barbeque sauce from their homeland. Tessa was blissfully unaware of her portion consisting of a smorgasbord of sushi rolls.
Maybe she was mad about the fact they weren’t perfectly arranged. I wasn’t a cook. My tools as a phlebotomist were for sticking people for blood draws and running labs, not fine dining. I tried my best to learn but they came out sloppy. Wringing my hands, I also hoped she didn’t spot the nicks and scratches I gave myself after the knife slipped or spots where the blowtorch got a little too close when I seared the salmon, not to mention the oil splatter from the other two’s dishes. Just more ammunition for her to throw at me to say I was so stupid and shouldn’t have even tried.
After spending half a paycheck preparing enough for my Hydra girlfriend… girlfriends’ combined palettes, my own entrée was a humble burger and some fries. Handmade, but paled in comparison to the effort I took for them. Her. All of her. Each one.
It was a funny story, how we met. The worlds collided a few decades earlier with the opening of rifts across their side and ours. Since then, the cultural osmosis settled into an equilibrium that left both the Monsterfolk and us Digital-Age Humans happy with the status quo.
Initially I found myself chatting with Sophira, one thing led to another, and we decided to meet in the flesh before starting anything. Our conversations led me to love her breadth of knowledge when it came to books, the cool ideas for her own stories, the way she hoped to start her own shop with freelance ghost writing.
It was a long and arduous process with many twists and turns.
One time I found myself thinking I was playing videogames with a completely different person despite having the same voice, which was the first time I met Tessa without knowing. I quickly marked the different meter and rhyme of the loudmouthed gamer as she accidentally grouped up with me, playing on their shared ConflictNet for Underwatch and inviting who she thought was a random person from the friends’ list that didn’t have shitty stats. I was weirded out at the time that ‘Sophira’ wasn’t responding to some of the more personal talks we usually had, or the fact she was playing ‘that stupid toxic shooter’ rather than the usual mellow crafting survival games but took it in stride.
Tessa ended up doing some sleuthing and brought her damning findings to Fiona that their Center had been gallivanting online with intent to romance. Leftmost and Rightmost typically didn’t get along, much like left-right brain dynamics in Humans, but in this case they ganged up on the otherwise rational Center over what they saw as a threat to the whole.
A male.
The three of them might appear like three separate girls, but from the waist down were serpentine like a Lamia or Naga. Those halves where there should be legs instead connected similarly as a Centaur would to the horse part, except their Monstrous half resembled a big scaly dragon’s armored mass with two massive legs terminating in arm-length claws perfect for stomping on terrible boyfriends. Each was part of the whole, but each separate neck of the Hydra held a few traits stronger than the others. Sophira the bookworm, Fiona the shrewd businesswoman, and Tessa the artistic gamer junkie were no different. That included the fact that despite being parts of the same being, with different moods and even pulses, three separate hearts still shared a single big one to break.
Hence my shock when I showed up at a park we designated to meet and realized I had been spending my time with not one, not two, but three people – at least in my Human understanding. Three, in one body, making one whole unit, but two testing me the whole time leading up until that point behind a computer screen.
The fact that I didn’t up and make ‘is it monogamy or polygamy to date you’ jokes from the get-go won points, but it was far from a smooth run. Tonight was just another reminder of that fact.
The rasp of their large tail over our sparsely furnished living room announced combined agitation. Golden scales flecked with copper and emerald shifted as the Hydra half moved its legs to get more comfortable, bringing the trio closer to the table. We’d since moved in together, Sophira and I set on making this work. The other two agreed it was at least financially responsible to break out of shitty rental contracts and split the space – provided it was arranged to be accessible. Large open spaces, big wide doors, separate adjoining rooms with them getting the master, expectation that once in the bathroom they would take a long time and I should be prepared to wait.
Fiona inhaled the warm vapors from her steak, cooled off from her outburst. Medium rare, juicy, picking up knife and fork she started tearing into it. Her hair was put up in a reserved but messy bun, opting to go for dinner rather than freshening up first. Dyed violet with red tips, the former her favorite color, it managed to mix well with the bright yellow plates accenting her face and down her nose. There was still a lot of skin, like other reptilian Monster women, and there was no question about her beauty. Slicing off a cut, she regarded it with ruby eyes before placing the steak of her tongue, savoring the spices.
Sophira maintained their natural strawberry blonde mane in contrast, spilling over her shoulders as she held the flamingo pillow in one arm while forking with the other. I’d half expected her to wear glasses when we met online but her mismatched brown and green eyes were much better than mine on a good day by far. Soph’s scaly pattern was muted compared to the other two, which with expert application of various makeup techniques helped her to avoid the obvious question as to her heritage. I didn’t exactly appreciate the catfishing, so to speak, but this day and age made love blind as to those sorts of strategies to keep someone’s heart safe. I did fall in love with the quiet woman who was covertly picking her chicken out from the few veggies I did put in there, dressed her Humanish half in detective film noir, and got over that speedbump. She was her own bouquet of big ideas, philosophical discussions, needing Fiona to rein in her financial daydreams. Very persuasive, big picture person. Also liked building things in farming and crafting sim type games, chill relaxing time.
I looked down at my burger. The bun was the last in the bag and a little stale, meat had begun to brown before I even tossed it in the pan, spent more time peeling green roots off the potatoes than frying them. Even the add-ins were old. No manner of seasoning could turn back the march of time that made food a little iffy to consume.
Which, well, is why I felt terrible for Tessa. Or about Tessa’s dinner. Angry at myself. I wasn’t sure when they were coming home from their trip for Fi’s job at the art gallery and I tried to make sure everything was fresh. That meant presentation suffered at the expense of being prompt. I thought it would still taste good even if the rice wasn’t rolled correctly or the fish put on top delicate enough.
Tessa was the hotblooded of the three, like all the aggression was distilled into her personality. Cursed like a sailor when in her element, noisily expressed her frustration with clients for her freelance graphics design once her customer service persona dropped, and was bordering on the elitist jerk spectrum of videogamers. That didn’t make her less good at any of these things, but she seemed to inherit a passion that the other two lacked in the trio that made up the Hydra. Ears pierced with shiny green studs, those silly aviator goggle-like glasses to filter out computer screen light nestled over her forehead. The huge red welt across her cheek reminded me of the three women’s inhuman strength, useful in times past when fighting was the main language of the day.
I realized she was giving me a stony-faced glare. Azure eyes flicked between the spread in front of her, the takeout chopsticks and extra fork because I knew how shitty the whole thing came out, then back at me. She must have been channeling some magic doom and gloom, directing all of it at me, before turning to look at something more interesting than my best efforts. Looking back down at my own plate, I had no idea why we didn’t get along. My appetite died. Where did I screw up? Why wasn’t I good enough?
“Excuse me, Soph, Fi, T-,” I whispered, pushing my chair away from the table, “-Tessa. Just need some air, ah, let my… my food cool for a little bit.”
Quickly stepping over their rudder-like tail, ruffed membrane connecting spines flaring slightly in protest as I made for the front door, I was glad my phone and keys were still in my pants pocket. Jamming my feet into my shoes, flattening the heel backs on accident, I did my best to quietly slip out the wide front double door. Easy enough when it was Hydra- or Centaur-sized, just had to open a smidge and I was out.
“Ian!” I heard shouted from inside by two of them. It was hard distinguishing their nearly identical voices with the blood pounding in my ears, but I’m fairly certain one was Sophira’s. The quietest one was always the loudest.
Ignoring them, all I felt was the silence of Tessa’s unknowable gaze. Their body shifted inexorably with dull thuds, trying to turn without smashing what little furniture we had, let alone the dining table. At least that worked in my favor as I took up a brisk pace down the stairs – small humanoid steps next to the big ramp made for larger tenants of the apartment complex for weird people like me outnumbered by three heads.
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Minutes later and I was at the little park next to the leasing office. This late at night, the only people up were nocturnal Monsterfolk or night owl Humans.
I needed to be alone and this suited me, plopping my backside on one of the benches. Staring up at the cloudy sky to try and distract myself, someone was flying in an aerial aerobics exercise. There used to be a time where a slasher fic started out with the victim looking up just as the camera swooped down, a splash of blood, but now it was just a fact of life with beings running around with actual wings. Long as no one got hurt, lots of old tropes and fears were gone. Hell, those kinds of wings on a police officer were what a person would gladly take over being robbed or worse.
My phone buzzed. Wasn’t one of the contacts I had for the three ladies. Weird.
It was ‘ThreeThornsOneRose,’ an online friend I’d made playing Underwatch. Tessa’s friend, actually. Wasn’t real talkative and I joked maybe they were a Cerberus or some other multi-headed person that didn’t want to fight each other over who got the microphone with a name like that. TTOR was quicker to type so I usually went with that when we grouped up.
I figured what the hell, opened the messenger app.

• TTOR: the sushi was good. thank you.

Scoffing, I put my phone down next to me rather than toss it. Was this another kind of game she was playing this whole time? Maybe I should have put two and two together when TTOR was around but Tessa was ‘doing her own thing’ on her computer that was suspiciously similar to mine. Yet one more test she ran interference with in the relationship I was trying my damndest to figure out how to make work, what I needed to do.

• TTOR: i don’t expect you to reply. you don’t have to. but
• TTOR: but
• TTOR: I’d really like you to

Looking down at the typing animation, this was unlike her normal eighty-words-per-minute. Was she actually trying to put thought into what she was writing? This had to be one of the others.

• TTOR: i really want you to. this is the only way i can talk to someone alone.
• TTOR: fi and soph think i'm being antisocial by going straight into a game
• TTOR: ian please
• TTOR: i can’t do this anymore
• TTOR: can’t keep lying

My knee started bouncing up and down. I had to pick up my phone, still watching the messenger to see if whoever was running TTOR was going to say anything else.

• TTOR: godsdammit ian, please say something. anything.
• TTOR: just not that you’re leaving me
• TTOR: us
• TTOR: fuck, you don’t understand

That was the Tessa I knew. Quick to the draw, straight to curses and accusations.

• TTOR: I know you’re fine hiding behind the “read” notif, especially when you’re keeping your cool
• TTOR: you always play support or tank because you like to, not because everyone else sucks
• TTOR: your family hates that you didn’t go after some bimbo trust fund baby
• TTOR: you were always worried that the one girl you liked had family that might not like you too
• TTOR: you didn’t back down from the challenge
• TTOR: and i know that tonight was real important to you
• TTOR: …
• TTOR: and i screwed it up all because of what we’ve been doing to you

Blinking, that was probably the closest thing to an apology I’d ever heard – read – her say. If, well, TTOR was Tessa texting me behind her Sisters’ backs.

• TTOR: everything you do is tailor-made to one head of the Hydra
• TTOR: and we… i don’t understand. i can’t get it. i'm afraid.

A minute went by.
Now who was punishing who? With a sigh, my phone’s keyboard made quiet taps as I composed something in response.

• I: Why would you be afraid?

Waiting. Maybe this was her plan all along, so she could start up a conversation like this. Learn the next thing for the next test in a long line of impossible labors to win… their heart? Hers?

• TTOR: you treat each of us like a different person
• I: And?
• TTOR: that’s just it! what if you get tired of one of us, then you’d have to deal with one face who is exactly the same as the other two that hates your guts now because you don’t give her attention or accidentally do something with her thinking it was my other, or worse two of us. humans pair bond, they don’t flop onto the same bed with five other females
• TTOR: you’ve been dating us for almost three years and you haven’t even tried touching us like other couples might, sleeping in a different bed even if it’s next to our own
• TTOR: i know you met Soph first, then surprise! she has two sisters attached to her
• TTOR: except they’re not sisters
• TTOR: you fell in love with someone that looks almost exactly the same as two other women joined at the neck
• TTOR: chest
• TTOR: body
• TTOR: that’s not even human
• TTOR: big and scaly like a big stupid truck you could ride
• TTOR: that you’ve never even tried riding! you damn trad BF!

Pinching the bridge of my nose, I started jogging back to the apartment, looking down every so often.

• I: Tess
• TTOR: and after all this i've been playing ice bitch when i wasn’t the one needing to be convinced
• TTOR: now you’re breaking up with us because i was the one who screwed it up for all of us
• TTOR: it was a nice dinner and it was obvious you tried and mine just happened to look bad because it’s not like you’ve done this before
• I: Tess
• TTOR: i hate this, i hate talking behind their back, and i hate driving you away for no reason
• TTOR: i but this i Ian
• TTOR: fuck
• I: Tess!

No response.
I sprinted back to the apartment. What the hell was going on?
/// Grunting with the effort of pushing a barn door inward, I got back into the apartment. Plates were stacked helter-skelter on the dining table, all thoroughly polished off except for my sad burger. The loveseat I used, usually placed next to the gargantuan bean bag throne my Hydra-girls used, was knocked askew.
“Tessa, please, this is beneath you-, beneath us!” I heard Fiona call out down the hallway. I saw the bottom scaly half blocking the way to the master bedroom, tail barely restrained from whacking the walls and waking the neighborhood.
“She’s right. We share a body, a big heart you dummy,” Sophira followed, knocking on a door. “You can’t hide from your literal flesh and blood.”
“Go away. Just-, just leave me alone!” Tessa shouted, muffled through another door. Did she lock herself in the bathroom? How?
“Girls?” I announced loudly. The air was charged enough already without a little mouse scaring the proverbial elephant. “Uhm, what’s going on?”
“See for yourself,” Soph sighed, body shifting to allow her serpentine half to lean backwards on the wall, haggard brown-and-blue eyes meeting mine.
Kicking my shoes off I gingerly stepped over the Hydra-Girls’ chassis and slid down their foreleg into their room. Everything was in triplicate for what was normal for someone like me. No privacy either, not like how I knew it. Up against one side of the room was three distinctly marked spaces for desks and personal belongings. Even the closet had three different drapes hiding each girl’s outfits.
The bathroom was practically a big sliding barn door with a ginormous spa and a dozen soap and shampoo products. It was currently closed most of the way, Tessa’s Hydra neck doing its best to block the way. Tessa had stuffed towels and blankets in the empty space, playing tug of war and winning against Fiona’s best attempts to siege the fortifications.
“Tessa, darling, just-, let-, go!” Fiona cried out in exasperation. She won the tug of war and flew backwards, serpentine lower half arcing down and bonking her noggin on the back of their giant thigh. “Ow!”
I stifled a chuckle, looking for something else to stare at. Next to the bathroom was the pink flamingo pillow. It was torn slightly at the seams, looked like tears had stained it too.
Well, this was my idea. All of it. Might as well try repairing the damage.
Fi was rubbing the back of her head as I gently ran my fingers up her side. Surprised at first, my hand went around her wrist to ease her back from the wall of towels, normally playful and demure gaze softened into one of concern for all of us I imagine. Sophira stayed where she was, arms crossed and leaning against the opposite side. She was tired, perfect locks in disarray with misty eyes.
“Tess, I bring an offering,” I called out through the barrier. The rustling stopped, Hydra neck stiffening for a moment before I saw one of her bright blue eyes appear through a crack between some towels.
Holding up the flamingo pillow with a smile, I waited.
With a shuddering sigh, her wall of linens collapsed as they spilled over her scaly form. In a deft sleight of hand, I sought out her hand and pulled her out of the bathroom. Maybe a little too hard, considering I landed on my rear and on top of the Hydra’s ‘chest.’
In another world, being eyed by three pairs of Monstrous women while sitting on top of their dragon-like bulk usually spelled doom for a man. Right now I was being sized up by worried ruby reds, tired brown-green, puffy azure ones with fresh tears. All of them different facets of the same precious gem I wanted to desperately show that I loved.
“Okay. Here’s how this is going to work,” I began, sitting cross-legged on them. Each in turn coiled in on themselves, sitting by any other stretch of the imagination, with me in the middle. “We’re using mister flamingo the way I intended. We’re passing him to whoever wants to speak. No one hurts mister flamingo, no one talks without him, no one steals him. Gotta wait your turn.”
“Ian, but, wha-,” Tessa started. She paused as I held up a hand.
“I have the pillow,” was my firm statement.
They all had their own ways to fidget. Sophira chewed on her lip, looking to the side. Fiona crossed her arms, trying to hide the way her ears twitched and nose wrinkled. Tessa combed her hair, half-heartedly braiding a few ends before undoing them.
“I’m guessing you just found out that Tessa has been doing stuff behind your back with the ThreeThornsOneRose account?” I asked. Two head nodded, the offender wincing. “So, yeah, not appreciative of the deception.”
Sophira was the one to open her mouth to interject. Tessa leaned over to place her hand on a shoulder, Fiona hugging herself tighter.
“If there’s one thing I’ve learned since we started dating, each of you have original ideas. Different mannerisms, different ways of expressing yourselves,” I started. God, this was going to sound like a lecture with me monopolizing a damn flamingo pillow. But, well, this was their own fault. “But every once in a while, you share a big project. Sometimes without knowing, like today.”
My Hydra-Girlfriends were confused. Cocked eyebrow, one pair of wide eyes, a scoff of disbelief.
“Tessa put words to the original problem, which Fiona probably feared in the long term, because of Sophira meeting someone that might be interested in her and maybe only her,” I postulated, waving the pillow around like a yard stick on a nonexistent whiteboard. “As it turns out, that someone was ready to try and tackle the challenge. Wanted to not just be with Sophira, but also Fiona, Tessa.
“But how? How could that someone who had only one head possibly love a trio of girls that shared one body?”
A heaving sigh from deep within their shared Hydra chest, flowing out through each of their pained expressions. Something they were united on.
I hit a mental roadblock. Shit. Shit, shit, shit, where do I go from here?
Sophira extended a hand forward. Surprised for a moment, I lent her the flamingo.
“We were afraid, yeah,” she said quietly. “You didn’t know I was a Hydra. That we were. But you stuck around anyways. Two years. Three, tomorrow.”
It was our anniversary tomorrow? I guess in the craziness I’d forgotten.
“When we started dating, I came up with all these small tests and hoops you didn’t know about. Trying to make sure you weren’t fake or up to no good,” Fiona then added, flamingo loosely hanging within her fingers. “I feel like an idiot now. It’s like we… I couldn’t believe someone could make up their mind to commit to us. Give me the same affection but differently.”
Fi sniffled, shaking her head before offering it up to someone else. The main aggressor of tonight took it, licking her lips and pushing down a sob, I think. Our eyes met and there my belly flopped up and down for a moment in a hint of revulsion that she decided to hide behind an alt account while spending private time with me. As much as she could justify it…
“I agreed to being the bitch because I didn’t need convincing.”
Sucker punch to the gut. A hundred questions and comments wanted to spill out at that revelation.
But I didn’t have the pillow.
“Ian, I don’t expect you to forgive me. Us. You could probably walk out that door with a clean conscience knowing all the shit I’ve put you through, but… but I want you to know that-,” Tessa quickly blurted out, no doubt sensing some of my choice words. “-that I realized you weren’t ever dating one of us. Nothing you did was ever just for us, Sophira-Fiona-Tessa the Hydra. You made chicken for Soph, a steak for Fi, and even tried your best at sushi for me!”
I sighed, eyes becoming moist at the edges. Was this such a shocking revelation to her, to them? At least they recognized it on their own.
“Please, forgive me,” Tessa whispered. “You’ve gone above and beyond to show me you love my part.”
“And can you forgive me, for manipulating everyone because I was insecure?” Fiona interjected, placing her hand on the flamingo as well. Oddly enough, she looked at all three of us.
“Doubting you’d stay?” Sophira added, the last hand on the trusty pink flamingo plushy of communication.
I knelt on their massive torso, leaning forward for the biggest bear hug I could muster. A squeak, an eep, and a gasp respectively were coaxed out as I was barely able to bundle each Hydra-girl within my embrace. Three sets of arms, slowly with various degrees of confidence, wove over my body. It was the warmest I’d ever been, inside and out, overpowering the cool golden scales of their other half.
We sat like that for a little while, enjoying the catharsis. A pin could drop and shatter the fragile serenity we were enjoying.
Then my stomach grumbled.
Tessa giggled. Fiona sputtered, failing to suppress her own laugh. Sophira chuckled sensibly, copping a nuzzle against my cheek while the others were distracted. Even I joined in, joining the quivering tangle of titters and glee.
“Can you sleep with us tonight?” they asked in unison. All of us were surprised that they had agreed on the same exact thing. I swore that maybe their heartbeats were the same pace, feeling both the ones in their chests and the big organ within their lower chest.
“I can be convinced,” was my coy response. “But no funny business. We’ve had enough surprises for a night, right?”
An orchestra of grumbling assent resounded in my ears.
“Fine, but I get to have your head on my chest,” Sophira sniffed.
“Uh-uh, no, you don’t get that. We all get to share that privilege,” Fiona growled while pulling me toward her, a tiny bit away from the cuddle pile.
“Excuse me, miss-we-need-to-test-him, I think you’re done planning and giving orders for at least a week!” Soph countered, brown-green eyes locking with ruby red as they got in each other’s faces.
“Ladies, re-, ohhoh?” I tried to break them up from fighting until a strange sensation filled me. Warmth. Pleasure?
“Remember that nature doc on the cuttlefish?” Tessa whispered into my ear, who had not left my side and was still hugging me. Was, but now had her fingers trailing down the inside of my thigh and was now trying to slip down the waistband of my sweats. “I like the cuttlefish. The others fight while the smart one…”
She nibbled on my lobe, sending a strange sensation down my spine. That cool, collected voice she used to assuage her professional clients as well as lead an Underwatch team. Another hand went up my shirt, tracing my muscles with dainty fingertips before running along my neck.
“Ahh-ooh, Te-, Tess, you really don’t need to say sorry wi-with-,” I stammered. This was the first time someone had... handled me. Fondled? Her touch was smooth like silk, not like the armored scales. Not to mention the scandalous fear of being right in the middle of a trio of jealous lovers that could bench press cars. “Can-, can I eat first?”
Thoughts left my mind as she pressed her bountiful chest into mine. I never knew scales could hide something so soft, feel like downy pillows.
The arguing stopped. Necks whipped around, Hydra and Girl, as Soph and Fi saw what was going on.
“TESSA, YOU BITCH!” they screamed in unison as they sprang towards us.
And I had the dumbest smile on my face. Was I going to end up drawn and thirded? Probably.
As long as it was with these three, I’d still die happy.

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