batman the team's dad fanfiction

Original Fanfiction by Non-English Speaker *LEAVE NOW IF YOU LOVE HAREM! Reincarnated person in another world in 1991 where the gaming and entertainment industry are like in those early 1980s - MC is Human he is start from Naive to better version of Himself and He is not perfect and will never be *I just love those video game developer novel , but unfortunately most of them are focused on so much things except video games industry. I also not big fan of harem. I've also new to writing so please forgive me if I'm making mistake, and if you seek perfection in my novel, you ain't gonna find it lol, also this is not translation but my OG, Also be patient this fics have slightly slow pace and the earlier chapters is quite mess hahaha* English Also not my first Language. So i write this with my First language then translate it with help of AI.* if you want support me : https://www.pa*reon.com/zaborn_1997/membership

Stranded. Alone. And transmigrated into the world of Pokémon. After a mysterious storm,Umihara Reiji wakes up on a deserted island—not in his own world, but the Pokémon world. No starter, no Poké Balls, no supplies. Just a sea breeze, an empty stomach… and the will to survive. But when he meets a struggling Poliwag, everything changes. With a unique Proficiency System that tracks everything—moves, abilities, even his own fishing and survival skills—every step forward is visible, measurable… and vital. It’s not about becoming a Champion. It’s just about surviving the next day... Notes regarding the worldbuilding: this story leans toward the anime version of the Pokémon world. The protagonist has watched the anime, read the manga, and played the games. He’s a knowledgeable fan. He's an adult, and will think like one—rational, skeptical, analytical. The early chapters of this story are slow-paced and heavily focused on survival—resource gathering, shelter-building, and forging a bond with Poliwag. Raw : "精灵：钓鱼佬的雨天队"

Friends, standing before you is: The Master Of Gacha; The Bug Catcher’s Bane; The Nightmare of Every Youngster; The Idol To Countless Boys And Girls; The Second-in-Command of Team Rocket; The Uncrowned King of the Underworld; The Youngest Champion In History; Master Of All Types; Luo 'The Shining Light Of The League' Yuan! —— Updates: Who knows :D —— Disclaimer: All rights to the original content belong to their respective creators. Original Name: 我，火箭队二把手！ Author: 落唯 —— Advanced Chapters! [patreon.com/WiseTL]

Ancient existences awaken in the abyss, demons whisper in people’s ears, unknown horrors erode the spirit, and madness breeds in the darkness of people’s hearts. But it is not only darkness that descends on this world. Heavily armed dark knights walk in the shadows to judge crimes; tight-fitting supernatural beings wander between buildings, acting as friendly neighbors; the impossible god on earth, the "S" symbolizing hope, shines like the sun on his chest… No one could have imagined that behind all of them, there was just a player sitting in front of a computer screen, furiously typing on a keyboard.

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.

Wang Chong traveled back to 2003, the system possessed the ability to obtain Durant's roster to become one of the representative characters of the 2003 generation. Several years later, in 2010, Little Emperor James had not yet won a crown, in order to obtain the championship, he took the initiative to contact Wang Chong and Wade, wanting to play brotherhood basketball. Wang Chong, who already has four championships in his hand, smiled disdainfully. “Want a championship? Come and be my little brother.” This is a new journey of the basketball legend. Note: I don't hate King LeBron or any of the poorly handled characters in the series, I'm relatively new to the NBA which I've been watching since 2013 (I'm 18) I can't afford the membership and yet you can help me pay for this (The novel will be free since it's a translation). I was thinking of changing the nationality and the name a little If I finish this story and it goes well, if you want me to change the MC's name and nationality I will consider it. In case you want to support and read 10 chapters depending on your sub patreon.com/Chuga320 THIS IS A TRANSLATION THE RIGHTS BELONG TO THE AUTHOR. THE COVER IS NOT MINE, IF YOU WANT ME TO CHANGE IT, WRITE TO ME.

In his former life, he was a man haunted by regret—a sterile, solitary soul who yearned for a family he could never have. Then fate threw him a curveball: transmigration. Now, he wakes up as Frank Gallagher, the notorious drunk and deadbeat dad from Shameless—except this time, the dysfunction is just the beginning. Suddenly saddled with six wildly diverse kids, Frank is knee-deep in the chaos of fatherhood—equal parts disaster and accidental wisdom. But beneath the surface of slurred words and bad decisions, something else is brewing. This isn't just the gritty South Side of Chicago anymore. Something darker is creeping in. The lines between worlds begin to blur as superheroes, sorcerers, demons, and hunters stalk the shadows. From Stark Industries to the Sanctum Sanctorum, from Hell’s Kitchen to Hell itself, Frank finds himself entangled in a multiversal spiral of cosmic stakes and personal redemption. He's not just a drunken dad anymore. He's a wildcard in a universe where Iron Man suits clash with angels and shapeshifters, and where the dead don’t always stay buried. Welcome to the wildest crossover you never saw coming. --- Update Schedule: 1 Chapter/day from Monday to Friday. Unlock exclusive access to advanced chapters: patreon.com/A_divin5

Ariel travels to the world of Pokémon, but instead of a thrilling Pokémon battle, he is met with Team Rocket's cold, grueling training. He will assemble a powerful evil-attribute team to sweep away all enemies! In public, he is a trainer of justice in the league. Behind the scenes, he was a staff member of the Rockets stationed in the Hoenn area. There is no utopian fairy world here, only a bloody reality! Ariel will dominate the league, gradually take control of Team Rocket, and become the number one person in this Pokémon world!

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!