spiderman and rogue pregnant fanfiction

First-generation Spider-Man: "With great power comes great responsibility." Second-generation Spider-Man: "Heroes are always lonely." Third-generation Spider-Man: "My father is Iron Man!" Spider-Man from a certain universe: "This run's gone wrong again, restart! Restart!" Charlie transmigrates into the Marvel-DC multiverse and, by luck, becomes his universe's Spider-Man. But his luck doesn't last long. He doesn't have the super strength of the first-generation Spider-Man, who could stop a speeding train. Nor does he have the lightning-fast reflexes of the second-generation Spider-Man. And he certainly doesn't have the high-tech nanotech suit of the third-generation Spider-Man. All of his attributes are far inferior to the Spider-Men of other universes, but the villains in his world are absurdly powerful. He can't win, he just can't win! Fortunately, there's a loophole: if he gets himself killed in a reckless manner, he can restart in a resurrection match in the Marvel-DC multiverse. By winning the resurrection match, he can come back to life and earn various rewards. In one such resurrection match, staring at the black-suited Superman with the same red and blue color scheme, Charlie falls into deep thought. "This Peak Tournament... I can't win, there's no way I can win!" "Restart! Restart! I need to restart this resurrection match!" ---This is a translation--- Original Author: 会魔法的猫咪 I do not own the cover image. If you are the owner and would like me to remove it, kindly let me know.

A crossover fanfiction where Batman's consciousness is transferred into Peter Parker's body in New York City. Unlike Gotham, New York has an even higher number of super-criminals and crime rate. While Gotham needed Batman, New York needs him just as much. However, he arrives with nothing - no money, no equipment, no Alfred, just an unfamiliar teenage body. This is a true rags-to-riches story where Batman must build everything from scratch in the Marvel universe, starting with zero resources but armed with his tactical genius, detective skills, and unwavering determination to fight crime in a world filled with super-powered threats. 30+chapters on my patreon

New York—a city where the number of supervillains and the crime rate far surpass Gotham’s. Gotham needs Batman, and so does New York. Transported to New York, he has no wealth, no gadgets, no loyal butler—only a stranger’s body. Starting from nothing, he must build everything anew.

TRANSMIGRATED TO WARHAMMER 40K! Lucan, once a 20-year-old gamer fed up with bad sequels, is brutally thrust into the grim darkness of the 41st Millennium! He awakens as a dying Rogue Trader heir, but with a game-changing cheat: a System that brings his game arsenal to life! Marines to mow down cultists and heretics? Summoned! Medics performing impossible battlefield miracles? Deployed! SCVs to repair a failing Warp Engine with methods that baffle even the Tech-Priests (and might just involve a 'soothing massage' for the ancient Machine Spirit)? You bet! Ambushed in the heart of his family's flagship, suspected by wary ship officers, and with Chaos cultists rampaging through the lower decks, Lucan is the last heir standing. The legendary Warrant of Trade – his birthright – is within reach, but only if he can survive the next few hours. The voidship is crippled, a mysterious plague is spreading, and the former Rogue Trader is missing, presumed dead. Lucan must: Master his unique System: Unlock new units and uncover the secrets of his newfound powers. Prove his loyalty: Navigate treacherous Imperial politics and clear his name. Save his ship: Battle Warp horrors and repair catastrophic damage before they're lost to the void forever. Claim his destiny: Rise from a near-corpse to the head of a Rogue Trader Dynasty. His knowledge of game strategy is now his greatest weapon. But in a galaxy where heresy means death and the gods of Chaos watch with hungry eyes, can one transmigrated gamer with a game arsenal army truly forge an empire amongst the stars? His toughest game has just begun, and in the 41st Millennium, it's play to win... or die trying!

So here's the thing — this isn't really a Naruto Uzumaki's story. It's about the other guy living inside him. The one who took every bad memory, every insult, every rotten childhood moment so Naruto didn't have to. We call him Menma. And unlike Naruto, Menma isn't interested in being Hokage or making friends or any of that. He has different plans. If you like dark, smart, morally grey characters who play the long game — give this a shot. Start reading. You'll figure out pretty quickly if this is your thing.

=== Author: gothicjedi666 === *Disclaimer* I really liked this fanfiction so I wanted to put it here for easier reading, everything belongs to the original creator. If the original creator wants to take it down, pls leave a review below. This is where I read it- https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13854108/1/Rogue-Trader-CYOA-Story-1 === Synopsis: I've been asked a few times by reviewers to do a Warhammer 40k story, but it's not a universe I wish to find myself stuck in for any length of time, so I used the Rogue Trader CYOA to come up with a setup that could lead to a ship and people from the 40k universe going to more sane dimensions thanks to a special Dark Age of Technology drive. This drive was created shortly before the AI rebellion and the Warp Storms screwed over the most advanced human civilization that the universe ever knew. It allows the captain of the ship to go anywhere he can envision using some psyker power and cool tech that messes with the Warp. The SI has psykers powers that he doesn't know much about due to Inquisition's meddling, an IOM light cruiser which might as well be unstoppable in some science fiction universes, a Guard Regiment of veteran soldiers who will obey the SI's orders and a warrant telling him that he can pretty much do as he pleases outside of the IOM. No one in the IOM will try to stop him even if they could as long as he brings back nice stuff for the forge world that supports him and cooperates with his allies. He will have to return to the 40k universe for resupply and repair work, but that risk is manageable. Due to his rank, he has a lot more leeway when it comes to dealing with aliens than most IOM humans so he doesn't need to kill all the non-humans as long as he isn't seen to get too friendly with them. He has a battle harem, but they don't have real personalities they are more like bodyguards who can also serve as eye candy. So he might as well recruit skilled females for his crew or clone them if he doesn't mind waiting. He'll also need a few wives to provide him with heirs. Rogue Traders will often gather an entourage of hangers-on and companions, and this may contain alien warriors, mutants, and other undesirables who would normally be unacceptable in polite Imperial society, as such he has options for companions. He can fight in wars, go after space pirates, destroy entire hostile Xenos races, and save humans. He can plunder whole worlds just to make a profit. He just needs to keep his coffers full and bring back some shiny stuff. Should he bring back enough to appease the forge-world and impress his allies I'll give the SI more fun toys taken from the CYOA and maybe even a more powerful starship. Can't say that I'm happy with this first couple of chapters, but they do contain a lot of information that explains who and what Rogue Traders are, as what the Imperials will do, and the story will get more entertaining I promise. Please share some ideas with me either here or on my patron where I am also Gothicjedi666. I post draft chapters on that site you might not have seen here and I don't have many supporters even though I have lots of people reading my stories. To those that do support my writing, I want to say a quick thank you.

Tyson's confusion is palpable when he wakes up disoriented in the back of a truck. But the real kicker? He's replaced the X-Men's signature hero, Rogue, and gained her superpower, a gift and curse combined. His touch becomes a danger to all, but holds near-limitless potential. Bonuses available for supporters - https://www.patreon.com/Steatoda

Reborn as the Rogue Prince “Fire remembers its true master.” He was meant to be a reckless prince — a rogue, a shadow cast by greater kings. But fate made a mistake. A modern soul awakens in the body of Daemon Targaryen, the infamous Prince of Flea Bottom. Armed with knowledge of the future, his mind is sharper than the Centenarian King, his will more ruthless than Maegor, his ambition greater than the Conqueror himself. No longer content to play the fool or follow destiny’s cruel design, he vows to change the course of history — to save his bloodline from ruin and halt the coming storm known as the Dance of the Dragons. As dragons soar and kingdoms tremble, his legend spreads like wildfire. Sea serpents vanish into the depths, lions and wolves lower their heads, and even the gods — old and new — fall silent. For this time, the Rogue Prince will not burn for others’ dreams. He will forge his own empire from the ashes of prophecy. ---

Antonio Aguilar was reborn in the world of *Alien* and became an ordinary mercenary for the villainous Weyland Corporation. The dark corridor of the research base was now a hell on earth after the aliens escaped. Antonio pulled out the tactical dagger from his waist and slashed through the head of a sneaky alien attacker. But out of the shadows, a facehugger took advantage of his brief moment of relaxation and suddenly leapt, latching onto his face. ... When he woke up, Antonio found himself in yet another world—the world of American comics, as none other than Spider-Man, Peter Parker. He thought his life would start fresh again, but to his horror, he realized the facehugger's embryo still lingered in his chest, even after his transformation into Peter Parker. To avoid the gruesome fate of a "chestburster," Antonio set out on a path of self-rescue. First, he had to ensure he was bitten by the mutant spider before the embryo fully matured, hoping that the mutation might give him a chance to stop its development. Wait...! Gwen Stacy?! Why were you the one bitten by the spider?! -------------–---------------------------------------- 40+ chapters on patreon check it out and support me https://patreon.com/Samurai492

Bai Su, who transmigrated into a book set in the interstellar Beast World, has only one interest: making delicious food at the orphanage, raising children, and enjoying her hard-won new life. Future's great villains? The cubs are all super well-behaved in front of her! The Federation Leader comes to freeload a meal, and his disability is cured! The business emperor comes to freeload a meal, and his infertility is solved! The obese little female gets thinner the more she eats, gradually growing into the number one beauty of the Beast World. She also attracts the number one genius doctor of the interstellar era and the interstellar great captain. The villainous cubs, driving warships and controlling ten thousand beasts: "If you want to get close to our Mom, you'll have to withstand our cannon fire first!" The Federation Leader laughs in anger: "You dare to bomb my armory? Courting death!" The gloomy and bloodthirsty emperor: "A bunch of little trash! You think I'm afraid of you?" The doctor's face turns ashen: "Either give back my research results, or die!" The interstellar great captain dangerously shoulders a Barrett: "I see you're all dying to get locked up." Bai Su smiles and peeks her head out, holding a gleaming kitchen knife: "Time to eat! What are you all doing?" The big shots and the little villains, harmoniously putting their arms around each other's shoulders in a picture of fatherly love and filial piety: "Coming~~"