gotham fanfiction

Generally speaking, if I have to get reincarnated into a comic book world, I would hope to avoid the grim darkness of the DC Universe entirely. If I absolutely must end up in DC, I would pray to avoid high-risk death traps like Gotham City—famous for its "simple and honest" citizens. But if I’m stuck in Gotham? Please, at least give me a System. This kid just wants to survive. [Self-Made System Loaded. Please work hard to generate wealth. As the saying goes: Money is power. As long as you aren't penniless, you will always have a chance to rise.] Jude Sharp breathed a sigh of relief, rubbing his hands together. At least he had a cheat code in this dangerous world. One month later. The Dark Knight swooped down from the night sky, crashing through the skylight. In mere seconds, the restaurant staff were left with broken bones and concussions. Jude stood on the sidewalk, staring blankly at the restaurant where he’d finally found a job. There went his workplace. There went his boss. And there went the salary he was supposed to collect tomorrow. "Where is my money?! Batman, I have a shift starting at 8 AM!" Translated and edit of Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich 白手起家，蝙蝠侠干碎我的致富梦 Author: 火星咖啡 More at : [email protected]/GoldenGaruda

Marco Vitale wakes up one morning to discover he's been transported from his normal life into Gotham City, specifically, into the body of a version of himself who already exists in this world. He has all the memories of both lives: his original world and this Gotham existence where his father was killed in GCPD crossfire and he became a patrol officer through the department's "blood money" compensation program. Trapped in one of DC Comics' most dangerous cities with a pathetic salary, debts, and no clear way out, he discovers he has some kind of cheat system. During his morning shift babysitting a crime scene in Gotham's East End, he activates one card from his system, selecting what turns out to be a "Higher-Dimensional Construct" ability that makes him immune to reality-warping. The problem? It's a "V1.0 Trial Version," and he has no idea what the other three cards do or how to unlock them. His shift isn't even halfway over, and dispatch is already sending him to handle a domestic violence call. Welcome to Gotham City. Try not to die. ---------- ---------- I do not own DC or anything related to it. All credit goes to Warner Bros. Discovery. Warnings: - AU - Slice of life - Policeman - System - Slowish - Request As I said, this is a request: DC：哥谭巡警日常

Ricardo Bell was your average day low life in the mean streets of Gotham. Until he hit his head. Now he remembers another life while his current one is shrouded in fog. Then there is this system that appeared as well. Follow his story as he beds woman and builds up a reputation while uncovering his current life's secrets. --------------------- Contains R-18 scenes and a number of smut scenes. He is a Harem protagonist and will go around collecting women.

In the world of DC comics, the police often take a backseat, mostly cleaning up after the superheroes. But for Dean Hayes, an ordinary cop in Gotham, things are different. His jurisdiction grows far beyond the streets of Gotham, reaching even the distant world of Apokolips. Dean operates with a relentless sense of justice, unshaken by the chaos around him. While others hesitate, he acts decisively to protect the innocent and uphold the law. "My heart is clear, my actions just. Everything I do is righteous!" ———————————————————— THIS IS A TRANSLATION!!! Raw: 漫畫我在高譚當電影警察 by: 非晴不见 Please support me by giving power stones and reviews(⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

Imagine waking up in a sewer. Now imagine you got no legs, no memories, and no bitches- Hey, there's a huge croc guy! To make sure he doesn't you, you promise him you'll make him a king! And he doesn't eat you. Now, you gotta make him a king. Well, at least that sounds fun? ------ Author here! Originally posted on Questionable Questing, where I reccomend you go read this because of the way the text looks :3 Also, Hi, read my name. This is gonna be gay.

Leo is a simple, straightforward, and easily satisfied man. Unlike those world-saving busybodies, he only wants two modest things in life — wealth and immortality. Yet even these humble, harmless desires are constantly obstructed by the so-called “great ones,” leaving him deeply displeased. ———— Saburo Arasaka, Batman, Iron Man, Black Panther… all their names are neatly scribbled in his little black book. They're really — really — really getting on his nerves. And don’t even mention the Joker. He hates the Joker. Like, really hates him. Leo swears that if he ever takes over Arkham Asylum, his first decree will be the "Lobotomy on Arrival" policy. No exceptions. Just a lifetime of drooling bliss in a padded cell. Problem solved. And before we wrap things up, Leo would like to give a heartfelt shoutout to his beloved V (Vivian), V (Vera), and V (Veronica). Different backgrounds — one from the streets, one from the wastelands, and one from the ivory towers of corporate power — yet all equally gentle, graceful, and breathtakingly beautiful. Especially Vivian. His darling Vivian. He loves her more than anything. And it’s absolutely not because of the unsettling crack of her knuckles behind him. "Finished writing your will?" Vivian flashes a radiant smile. "Good. Time to die, scumbag!" --- https://discord.gg/e735ByBA9K Advanced Chapters in pat/reon.com/KyokaSuigetsu

Being a goon in Gotham is a death sentence with a delay. Jean has spent nearly his entire life scraping by as a crook, headed for nothing but an early grave. Then a chance to change everything falls into his hands. This is the rise of a goon who's done surviving and is ready to take Gotham by storm.

My name is Leon Graves. I transmigrated to Gotham City and became an undocumented immigrant. No money. No identity. No medical insurance. To make things worse, the system decided to turn me into a saintly hero in Gotham. In Gotham. Do you have any idea how insane that sounds? Just in case nobody recognizes me, let me introduce myself properly. I'm your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man. At first, I only wanted to survive. Then the mask went on. The jokes were rehearsed. The act was perfected. And after pretending to be Spider-Man for half a month… Somehow, the mask stopped feeling fake. Now Batman thinks I'm mentally unstable. …Okay, maybe he has a point. But hold on a second. That bat-themed billionaire, who dresses like a creature of the night and spends his evenings beating criminals half to death, thinks I'm the abnormal one? What gives him the right? [DC + Marvel Dual Worlds] Visit my Patreon to read up to 160 chapters ahead and enjoy daily updates: patreon.com/Hestia02 100 POWER STONE = 1 EXTRA CHAPTER 200 POWER STONE = 2 EXTRA CHAPTER 300 POWER STONE = 3 EXTRA CHAPTER

In the worst city in America, survival is the only real law. A nameless boy wakes in Gotham City with memories of another life and quickly learns that intelligence means nothing if you can’t survive the night. At eight years old, he escapes a corrupt orphanage and disappears into Gotham’s streets, where hunger, gangs, corrupt cops, and predators hunt the forgotten children no one will miss. He survives through observation. Through caution. Through learning faster than everyone around him. While other children dream of heroes, the boy learns a harsher truth: heroes arrive late, villains rule openly, and the city devours the weak without remorse. Years pass. The runaway child becomes a courier, thief, street fighter, and information broker buried beneath Gotham’s criminal underworld. With no powers, no destiny, and no one willing to save him, he claws his way upward through sheer discipline, adaptability, and relentless will. But Gotham leaves scars. After underground fights, military service under a false identity, brutal isolation on Lian Yu, and eventual training within the League of Assassins, the boy returns to Gotham transformed into something far more dangerous: an independent operator feared by criminals, distrusted by heroes, and impossible to control. Neither hero nor villain, he walks the thin line between contracts, assassins, vigilantes, and organized crime while struggling not to lose the last fragments of his humanity. Unknown to most, the shadows following him run deeper than anyone realizes. The blood of Catwoman flows through his veins. And somewhere in the darkness, the legacy of Deathstroke waits to be uncovered. As Gotham descends further into violence, the city’s ghosts begin to rise: forgotten children, broken soldiers, killers searching for purpose, and monsters wearing human faces. And the boy who once leapt from an orphanage rooftop to survive winter may become one of the most dangerous ghosts of them all.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"