batman superman friends fatherhood fanfic

I fell from the stars and landed in the Marvel Universe—right into the chaos of the '90s, where mutants walk the streets and the world still thinks it's normal. No cosmic destiny. No hero's journey. No thirst for power or fortune. I'm not here to change the world—just to watch it burn from a safe distance... preferably with snacks. Call me a background character. A professional bystander. If the universe insists on dragging me into the spotlight, well—I'll just treat it like front-row seats to the greatest show on Earth. Why be the hero… when you can be the audience? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Heads up: This is a slice-of-life style story, so it's slow-paced and focuses on everyday moments, character growth, and subtle developments. If you're looking for fast action or high-stakes drama, this might not be your cup of tea—but if you enjoy relaxed, character-driven narratives, I hope you’ll still give it a chance!

While playing an online game, after Luke bought an SSS rank gift card of Superman, he found himself in an unknown yes very familiar Marvel Universe. And with a twist of fate, the SSS rank gift pack has also come with him. After he started to do workout and exercise, he found that the loading screen to unlock the gift card was slowly increasing. However, after reaching 99%, it has stopped moving forward. And when he found the chance to get his hands on the Super Soldier Serum, will he take it? And will it be enough to push the bar till 100%? If no, then how will he survive in one of the most dangerous worlds? If yes, then will he be the Marvel's Superman?

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.

Lin Che a traversé un monde parallèle et a accidentellement réveillé le système de projection multivers, ce qui pourrait forcer l'existence du monde multivers à regarder la vidéo. Plus la popularité de la vidéo est élevée, plus il obtient de récompenses. Afin de faire exploser le public, Lin Che a commencé à monter les célèbres scènes du ciel ! Battle Top 10 : Clark Kent contre le général Zod ! top9 : Naruto Sasuke contre Otsutsuki à la manière de Momo ! top8 : Saitama contre Boros ! top7 : Kakarot contre Freezer ! … War Top 10 : Les gouttelettes d'eau écrasent la flotte humaine ! top9 : Film bidirectionnel aplatissant le système solaire ! top8 : Neutron Battle Star a balayé la civilisation gardienne.

Nolan transmigrated into the Marvel universe and became a researcher at Hydra's lab. He awakened the talent of the "Master of Research," allowing him to perceive and comprehend all truths and knowledge. His body harboured the power of the Spirit of Evolution, capable of absorbing everything to enhance his strength! From the very start, he developed the Super Soldier Serum and that was only the beginning. By studying various extraordinary individuals, he unlocked their abilities and seamlessly integrated them into himself. "I will use science to recreate the gods of Earth and bring Superman into the Marvel universe!" Wolverine's healing factor? "Wolverine, you've already been dissected once. One more time won't hurt!" Super strength? "Hulk, don’t leave!" An iron body? Heat vision? The power that grows by absorbing sunlight? "X-Men, stop right there!" He will make the Ultimate version of Superman! ..... [Author’s Disclaimer] [All character properties belong to their respective creators. I do not own any characters aside from my original characters (OCs).] [Image Credit Notice] [The image used as cover doesn't belong to me. If you are the original owner and would like it removed, please let me know.]

He transmigrated into the world of Bleach, becoming just an ordinary member of the 5th Division. His direct superior? None other than Aizen, the big boss himself. Around him are Aizen’s little fanboys and fangirls, plus a sly snake with squinting eyes all day long. Yet Yoshio wasn’t nervous at all—in fact, he even wanted to befriend them. Because he discovered that he possessed the ability to see into the core of a person’s soul. This wasn’t a Zanpakutō’s Bankai, but a power born from the combined traits of a person’s past, present, and future. As long as someone’s favorability toward him reached eighty, he could permanently use this ability. Perfect. All the well-known figures of the Seireitei, those with spiritual power at the seated officer level—come, be my friends! And when Yoshio saw Aizen’s soul ability, “Apotheosis,” he knew right then… “This friend—I have to make!” Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction based on Bleach by Tite Kubo. All characters, settings, and recognizable elements belong to their respective creators and copyright holders. I do not own or claim any rights to the original material. This story is created purely for entertainment and non-commercial purposes.

Save the world? Ha! Who cares about that! All I want are friends! Real, honest-to-goodness friends! But why are they looking at me like that?! Don’t come closer! I said I wanted friends, not… whatever this is! I became Inaba Tsukuyō, chosen by Alaya to save the world. Yet somehow, every girl I meet wants to push me down instead. A comedy of blades, chaos, and dangerous love begins! Yuri • Genderbender • Romance • Comedy • Action • School Life • Strong Female Lead • Fanfic • -------------------------------- Read up to chapter 40 in advance at p@treon

Venti: Don't be fooled by her cold exterior; she's actually gentler than anyone. Klee: Durandal is a good person; her grilled fish is super delicious. Jean: You don't need to worry. As long as you're willing, I believe everyone in Mondstadt would be happy to accept you. Diluc: I have to admit, her arrival has brought much stability to Mondstadt. Want a drink? This one's on me. Rosaria: I no longer believe in the Anemo God! I will pledge my loyalty to you, Lady Durandal! Lumine: Will you be my companion and go on an adventure with me, Durandal? I... need you. Looking at the outstretched hand, Durandal chuckled softly, "Really... I can't do anything about you. I'll accompany you for a bit and witness the end of your journey." Tags: Antihero Protagonist, Caring Protagonist, Character Growth, Cold Protagonist, Dark, Demons, Elemental Magic, Evil Organizations, Fanfiction, Fantasy World, Female Protagonist, Friendship, Godly Powers, Gods, Hiding True Abilities, Hiding True Identity, Knights, Magic, Overpowered Protagonist, Protagonist Strong from the Start, Secretive Protagonist, Survival, Wizards, World Travel, Genshin Impact, Yuri, Romantic Comedy, Light Novel Style, Harem (Female), Reincarnation, Adventure, Slow Burn -------------------------------- Read up to chapter 40 in advance at p@treon