happy avengers fanfiction

The Clone Wars rage across Naboo, tearing the Galactic Republic apart. The Jedi Knights lead the Clone Army in a desperate struggle against the Separatists' endless droid legions. But everything changes when a wild card enters the battlefield—the Avengers, accidentally transported to Naboo through a mysterious Hydra base experiment gone wrong. Their unexpected arrival shifts the tide of war and sets off a chain reaction across the stars. From this moment forward, more dangerous, more sinister threats emerge—ones neither the Jedi nor the Sith could have foreseen. The Galactic Republic, the Separatists, the Federation of Independent Systems, the Rebel Alliance, even the Sith themselves—all will face unforeseen changes as the Avengers alter the fate of the galaxy... and perhaps the entire universe. This is a finish translation and edit of Marvel crosses Star Wars, and everyone attacks the galaxy 漫威穿越星战，全员进击银河系 Author: 吧懂 More chapter and Early Access Available at : Patreon.com/goldengaruda

It leans towards slice-of-life, aiming to make up for various regrets, and features happy daily life without any angst. No pairing, feel free to ship whatever you like!! There might be some ambiguous elements (male on top of male), so proceed with caution if you're sensitive to that! Caution! Don't come in and insult me! This is just for my own fanfiction! Severe out-of-character (OOC) elements; his mental state is constantly erratic and insane. Orochimaru's mental state is similar to that of the eccentric Snake Uncle at Naruto's wedding, specifically referring to Orochimaru in Rock Lee's Gaiden, only younger and now just a snake. --------------------------- Join my Patreon now to get instant access to the next chapters!

Transcending the Marvel world, becoming a HYDRA researcher, about to be silenced. Obtaining an incredible scientific research ability, capable of comprehending and understanding all knowledge and truth. At the beginning, developing a super soldier serum, turning the tables and breaking out of the research facility! But this is just the beginning. Wolverine's terrifying self-healing factor? Wolverine, hold on, I'm going to dissect you! Bitten by Gwen's spider? Bring it on! Power surging, strength of a hundred tons, they call me the little Hulk! These are all methods of self-preservation. Next, comes the main point. From different super-powered individuals, copying their abilities and organically integrating them into myself. Superman's bio-field? Invisible Woman's invisibility field, give it to me! Maxed out, and also Flight Ability! Super strength? Hulk, don't go! Steel body? Heat vision? Absorbing the sun to become stronger? I have those too! In the name of technology, I will let the god among mortals - Silver Great Super - be reborn in the Marvel world!

A young man, after remembering his past life memories, trying his best to become the most fearsome evil lord in history. This fanfiction is set in my original world, but MC will travel to an anime world per volume. To be warned, this story is not a Kingdom Building Fic. P.S. Typical Japanese LN name, yea? Thank you, Yvel Draws for the cover art! https://www.deviantart.com/yvel1342 Please take care of me!

Xu Mo reincarnated into the Marvel Universe. Twenty years later, the long-awaited system finally arrived—but with a twist: it would only activate once he got married. The stronger or more talented the partner, the greater the level of treasures contained within the beginner’s gift pack. Without hesitation, Xu Mo set his sights on the pinnacle of this world’s power—Wanda Maximoff, the Scarlet Witch. The moment their bond was sealed, the system’s voice echoed in his mind: “Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Black God Suit!” “Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Sky Shuttle!” “Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Chaos Gold Wings!” The Avengers’ reactions were anything but calm: Bruce Banner: “The last time Hulk fought him, it left scars—not on his body, but on his psyche. Hulk doesn’t even want a rematch!” Tony Stark (Iron Man): “You’ve got to be kidding me. Not only is his armor flashier than mine, it’s also tougher. Unbelievable.” Steve Rogers (Captain America): “I can go toe-to-toe with him all day… but let’s be real, I’m still the one eating dirt.” Nick Fury: “Why is it that whenever he shows up, it’s me—a one-eyed, middle-aged man—who gets targeted first? Somebody explain that to me!”

Rain dripped from the Paris rooftops like the city itself was crying. Emo Marinette Dupain-Cheng walked with her hood pulled low, black sleeves hiding hands that shook from exhaustion. The streets were nearly empty—too late for tourists, too early for morning. This was the hour she preferred. No smiles to fake. No expectations to meet. Saving Paris was supposed to feel heroic. Tonight, it just felt heavy. Her earrings rested cold against her skin, a reminder of the mask she wore every day. Shadybug. The symbol of hope. The lie she kept alive while everything inside her slowly broke apart. She turned down a narrow alley, hoping the darkness would swallow her thoughts. A boy slumped against the brick wall, knees pulled to his chest, soaked through. His hair hung messily over his eyes, clothes torn and dirty like he’d been dragged through the night itself. A small duffel bag lay open beside him, empty—as if whatever life he had left was already gone. He looked… abandoned. Emo Marinette froze. She should have walked away. Paris wasn’t kind to heroes who lingered too long. But something in her chest twisted painfully. Because she knew that posture. The way his shoulders curved inward, like he was trying to disappear. She stepped closer. “Hey,” she said quietly, her voice almost swallowed by the rain. “Are you… alive?” The boy lifted his head slowly. His eyes were dull—not frightened, not angry—just empty. Like someone who’d already accepted that nothing good was coming. “Yeah,” he muttered. “Unfortunately.” That answer hit harder than it should have. Emo Marinette crouched a few feet away, careful not to scare him. “You shouldn’t sleep here. It’s dangerous.” He let out a weak laugh. “So is everywhere else.” Silence stretched between them, thick and uncomfortable. The city hummed in the distance, uncaring. “What’s your name?” she asked. “…Jaden.” She nodded. “I’m Marinette.” He didn’t look impressed. Didn’t look relieved either. Just nodded like names didn’t matter anymore. “Did someone hurt you?” Jaden glanced away. “Dropped me off. Said I’d ‘figure it out.’” His fingers clenched around nothing. “Guess this is me figuring it out.” I tagged this book, come and support me with a thumbs up! https://youtube.com/@nekovyn?si=PH_n2FC-fL5s6R9B

Traveling through the Marvel universe, Luo Chen grows stronger simply by writing a diary every day! With each diary entry, he earns a lottery draw, granting him superpowers, magic, advanced technology, and even high-tech armor. Initially, he planned to keep a low profile to avoid attracting the attention of Marvel’s most powerful figures. But soon, he realized that something was off—none of the original characters were behaving as they should. Spider-Woman Gwen let go of Peter Parker and started approaching him! Iron Man Tony Stark never went to Afghanistan and was never kidnapped? Scarlet Witch awakened her Origin Magic Power far earlier than she should have? Why is everything so different? Did he accidentally land in a parallel universe? Iron Man: I can’t believe I’m just a fictional character! Scarlet Witch: Why do you say I’m not as good as Gwen? Am I not as… well-endowed as her?! Gwen: What? I was supposed to be willing to die for Peter Parker? No thanks! Something is very wrong with this world! [Raw: 我在美漫写日记，复联崩溃] [Please check my patreon/OGCrafter for 20+ chapters]

Waverly figured she was going to have a pretty normal life in Purgatory. Marry, have kids, die. That's how it works in small towns. But one day when she gets into some "trouble", she realizes that maybe life isn't going to be so boring after all. OR Waverly meets Nicole after getting pulled over and immediately questions all of her life decisions. Idk I am bad at summaries, but I think you get the jist of it.

Reborn alongside her son, Chen Xiaobao, Chen Momo learns from the mistakes of her past life and starts a frantic hoarding spree. To survive, the mother-and-son duo each put their skills to use in the apocalypse. The lively little Chen Xiaobao quickly wins everyone's heart, and Chen Momo finds love of her own in the apocalypse too...

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.