peter parker and bruce banner fanfiction

I am not really that good at writing a synopsis, but here goes nothing, * * * Synopsis : It's about a guy who transmigrates into Bruce Wayne's body after the original gets killed along with his parents. Now, the only way he can survive is to be what the original would have been one day and more. He would have to be the best Bruce Wayne there is if he even wants a chance to survive in this dark world full of danger. And the only 'cheat' he has to make all this possible is Intuitive Intelligence, an ability of his favorite Marvel mutant character, Forge. But is it truly all there is to his power? Will he be able to survive with it? Will he be an overpowered character, or will he get killed way before he even realizes his own potential? Will he become the strongest being in DC, or will he die trying? Read on to know. * * * Note : Alternate Universe(s) * * * You can also read chapters in advance by visiting my P@ treon page, pat reon. com/God_Doom * * * You can also join my Discord channel through this link: https://discord.gg/WYVfYe2KNS * * * Author's note : I do not own DC or any of its characters other than my own OC. The cover art is not mine. If you want me to take it down, please notify me.

I'm in the Gwen Spider universe, transmigrated as Peter Parker. Not only did he fail to become Spider-Man, but he also received the script of being sacrificed... Peter was in a panic. Fortunately, the sacrifice system has been awakened. By sacrificing items related to Marvel characters, you can gain points to strengthen yourself. Radioactive spider corpse, Mark I, Black Widow's tight leather suit, heart-shaped grass, Chitauri spaceship wreckage, Asgardian warrior armor... Sacrifice, sacrifice, I'll sacrifice them all! Rewards received: Twelve Talismans, Zanpakuto, Navy Rokushiki, Rinnegan, Kamen Rider Driver... You start out surviving in Marvel, but end up becoming one of the Emperors. Peter: I can do whatever I want! Hey you purple head (Thanos) over there, what are you looking at? Come out and fight me one-on-one!

Reborn as Peter Parker thanks to the One Above All's assistance, a human from earth enters the Marvel Universe to experience a whole new adventure. Note this is something I work on when I get writer's block, or just bored so don't expect updates often. Just something I'm doing for fun. Copyright disclaimer: I do NOT own Spiderman nor any character or works featured in the fan-fiction. All rights belong to its rightful Marvel Comics, and Studios. No copyright infringement intended.

I'm Peter Parker but not Spider-Man? My best friend Gwen Stacey is Spider-Woman? I turned myself into a mutant lizard and became a paraplegic? I remember my past life? I have a template system with a single template? I have a random technology system? I'm a genius in both in my current life and my past life? Okay, guess it's time to shine. Three chapters updated every week. Read ahead on P.A.T.R.E.O.N patreon.com/Danzoslayer517

I found myself transmigrated into the Marvel Universe as Peter Parker. Excited at first, I was quickly disillusioned to discover I wasn't Spider-Man. Instead, my childhood sweetheart, Gwen, had taken up the mantle of the web-slinger. Just as I began to lose hope of ever gaining powers, I unlocked my secret weapon: The Ultimate Science System. I took out the bulletproof shield of Call of Duty in front of Captain America, saying that this is what hardness is. I took out the shrinking and magnifying lamp in front of Hank Pym, saying that the Pym particles were too backward. I drew circles in front of me... Main Heroine- Gwen And about harem, well I am not sure. I will think about that in the future. Check out my patreon to read advance chapters. Patreon: patreon.com/HAREMLOVER Disclaimer: This is a translation, the original content belongs to their respective creators.

I have no recollection of how I ceased to be. One minute I was walking back home and the next minute I was suddenly inside the body of a character from my childhood fantasy. I had become a lost soul. Wandering without a purpose late in my life, when I was alive. My death came and swept me away in a flash. Now that I have this second chance, I won't hold myself back. I am Peter Parker and, this is my story. ------ Note: Alternate Universe(s) Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel or any of it's character. I own my own elements and my OC(s).

Some guy just transmigrated into Peter's body. Pretty Cool Right...? This is a slow Paced story. (REAL SLOWWWW) I want everyone to know that I won't be focusing on Spiderman but in Peter Parker. This is more like a happy time for Peter. Because I have read some comics and I really believe that the guys making the spiderman comics hates him. I use AI to smooth my story and my grammer. I'm saying it from the beginning. I send out updates on mondays 2 chapter per week. Happy to Serve...

A veteran of the Indian Army now finds himself in the body of Peter Parker, who just got bit by a certain radioactive spider. Watch how he navigates through the dangerous world of Marvel. This story is usually light but can get dark when it needs to be. This is also an AU of sorts, where bits of the MCU, the comics, and Sony's Spiderverse are mixed together. It is not a crime fighting superhero fic, but there will be action! You can support me and read advanced chapters at https://www.patreon.com/Udaywrites Join Discord: https://discord.gg/B4WG5V2k

Me llamo Peter Parker. O, al menos, eso dice mi acta de nacimiento… porque nada más en mi vida encaja con el Peter Parker que el mundo cree conocer. Soy un viajero del tiempo que renació en el Universo Marvel. Todo empezó mal: Para empezar, soy Peter rubio. Para seguir, ninguna araña genéticamente modificada me ha picado jamás. Y por si eso no fuera suficiente para romper el canon, mis padres siguen vivos. Ah, y tengo un hermano menor. Un hermano que sí fue picado por la araña, que sí desarrolló poderes, y que ahora patrulla Nueva York bajo el nombre de *Araña Escarlata*. Yo, en cambio, soy solo el Peter Parker equivocado en la línea temporal correcta. Un Peter que sabe cómo debería terminar esta historia… y que no piensa dejar que ocurra.

What should you do if you discover suspicious injuries on your classmate who’s just been adopted by Gotham’s richest man? Theodore, an orphan, chose to contact Gotham’s Child Protection Services. Three days later, Theodore was hit with two devastating pieces of news: 1. The Child Protection Agency issued a report concluding that Gotham’s richest man was completely innocent. 2. The orphanage informed Theodore that he had just been adopted by the same Gotham billionaire. Theodore: “…” Pupils shaking Question: How likely is it that the powerful figure you just reported suddenly adopts you out of revenge? Asking for a friend, URGENT!!! ____ Meanwhile, Bruce Wayne thinks his newly adopted child is acting a little… off. He tied his bedsheets into a rope in the middle of the night and tried to sneak out of Wayne Manor. He looks terrified when he sees Bruce treating the patrol injuries on Tim’s body. Then one day, in the Justice League’s watchtower, Gotham’s Dark Knight heard the boy describing his past. “My former foster father was a pervert who liked abusing little boys.” “He had black hair, was a playboy, saw his parents murdered in front of him as a child, had a British butler named Fred, was a master of martial arts and cold weapons, and before me, had already adopted three underage boys, every one of them with black hair and blue eyes.” “I was lucky enough not to be touched, but the eerie, old-fashioned manor he owned, the bats shrieking from the darkness, those sounds still haunt my nightmares every single night.” With every adjective, more and more eyes turned toward the League’s consultant. Superman, in his red cape, hesitantly offered: “Uh, I think there might be… some kind of misunderstanding? To my knowledge, Bruce isn’t really—” “Bruce?” Theodore’s eyes went wide. “No, no, my previous foster father’s name was Stanley. And his ex-boyfriend was named Constantine.” “…” The Dark Knight didn’t say a word. But in that moment, he finally understood why his newly adopted son had acted so utterly, bizarrely wrong when he’d first moved into Wayne Manor. — After the meeting, the Dark Knight had been fully cleared but he wasn’t pleased. Whenever he recalled those days in Wayne Manor— When his new son would beg him with trembling lips, promising to be a good boy, saying he would quietly accept any punishment, pleading for mercy when Bruce “hit him next time”. Bruce wanted to just curl up and die. The god among men cautiously offered: “…Should I take him instead? He has awakened his half Kryptonian blood, after all.” Bruce refused without a moment’s hesitation. “Request denied.” Not even the strongest Kryptonian in the world can take the bat’s little bird away from Gotham. Even if the new bird is a Kryptonian himself.