The Daily Role-Playing Between Spider-Man and the Bat Family [Western Crossover]

[Completed! The tiger is on its knees begging for a five-star review~] Peter Parker got accepted to Gotham University! He moved in with the Wayne family, Gotham's richest, and joined the Gotham night patrol that very evening. He thought that with so many vigilantes in Gotham, things would be a breeze. He never expected it to be a hundred times more exhausting than New York! Not only were the bad guys a pain to deal with, but he also had to stop certain vigilantes from killing people! I'm talking about you, Red Hood! And the family members were all acting really strange. Brucey, the playboy in public, had muscles even more solid than the Captain's when you squeezed them. His excuse? He was into extreme sports. Red Hood showed up to pick fights every few days, and the front door seemed to exist solely to keep him out. Strange noises came from underground at night, and the elderly butler knew everything there was to know about cutting-edge technology and materials. And keeping his secret identity under wraps at Wayne Manor was a hundred times harder than at Aunt May's! For example, one day Tim went looking for Peter to do homework together, only to find him curled up in a web in the corner of the ceiling. Tim: “Don't tell me you...” Peter: “That's right! I know Spider-Man! He made this for me.” Tim: “But you came to Gotham around the same time he did.” The little spider, determined to keep his secret identity under wraps, said loudly: “Right, Spider-Man is my boyfriend! He came here for me!” Tim, who had been thinking about whether to explain the Bat family's situation to the new vigilante: “...” The new vigilante was a good person, so Batman turned a blind eye to him dancing around on his turf. That was until he received a prediction from the Flash: in one timeline, a corrupted Spider turned Gotham into a hell ruled by the Spider Lord. Batman slowly looked at the bubbly, talkative little spider beside him, who had just changed into a black suit: ...? A crack ship, Jason/Peter Currently updating: "After the Little Spider Wished for Everyone to Come Back [Western Crossover]" After losing everything, Peter snapped the Wish Willow and made a wish. Bring everyone back to me. Then everyone he had lost came back. Aunt May, Uncle Ben, Iron Man, MJ, Ned, his Avengers teammates... Peter was happy. Every day, he was surrounded by love and care. But he didn't know. The Wish Willow couldn't bring the dead back to life, so it had pulled evil versions of these people from various universes. The Wish Willow hadn't controlled anyone. They all retained their own consciousness. But deep in their minds, a voice kept repeating. I want Peter. White Tin rebuilt Stark Tower, hoping to keep Peter there; Hydra Captain did everything he could to ask Peter out, hoping to rebuild the organization; Aunt May and Uncle Ben's love became mixed up with possessiveness, teaching Peter that with great power comes great authority... Lost in the joy of having everyone back, Peter still woke in the night with a sense of unease. Amid the buzzing of his spider-sense, he had no idea how many pairs of loving eyes were watching him from behind hidden cameras... *An indulgent passion project by an author whose little brain is firing on all cylinders. Spider-centric, but no pairing, just dominance, control, and possessiveness. Coming soon: "Me and Iron Man Are Fighting to Raise the Kid [Western Crossover]" You raised a curly-haired boy named Peter Parker in a dress-up game. His relationship tab listed one sponsor: Iron Man. Seriously? You're competing with a billionaire? You tried giving him a campus first-love outfit: a white shirt and jeans with a seductive effect. A stage outfit with tight lace shorts and a blending-in effect. A hot nerd look, with a checked shirt and black-rimmed glasses, that had a stealth effect. Peter Parker loved them all. He wore them to campus dances, adult nightclubs, runway shows... His affection for you shot up. But his favorite outfit was a very strange red-and-blue bodysuit. And when you gave him one, hearts representing rising affection filled the screen. These bodysuits were all very expensive, and Peter asked you for another every few days. To indulge Peter's quirk and make him happy by wearing all kinds of pretty clothes for you, you worked incredibly hard. But a designer suit you'd never bought appeared in Peter's wardrobe. You assumed it was a gift from the System. Then a cutscene played. Your boy, dressed in the designer suit, thanked the billionaire: “Mr. Stark, thank you so much for sponsoring me...” Disappointed and jealous, you uninstalled the game. Some time later, you came home. Your rental apartment was covered in webs. Your boy dropped down from the ceiling and cornered you. His eyes had turned completely black. “I've been waiting for you for so long.” “I thought you didn't want to raise me anymore.” “Was it because I didn't want to wear the sailor uniform last time? I brought it with me. I'll wear anything you want me to!” Thinking of the Wayne Enterprises tech branch you'd opened in New York, you patted his head. “You made the right choice.” “I can give you everything you want.” The main story is told in third person. An indulgent passion project set after Spider-Man 4, with the female lead taking charge of the relationship. Another Western Crossover coming soon: "Face Blind, So I Dated Three Red Hoods [Western Crossover]" After Red Hood started working for my dad, I fell in love with him at first sight. Because he looked so much like my three ex-boyfriends. Jason Todd, a fierce Robin, and Wayne's adopted son. Red Hood had Jason's loyalty, Robin's kindness, Wayne's adopted son's rebelliousness... And most importantly, with my face blindness, I'd never mistake him for anyone else. No matter how many times he rejected me, my heart still skipped a beat for him. Finally, he took off his helmet in front of me. “Victoria, you win. I really can't give you up. I've always...” My heart thumped wildly. But I'm a good girl, so I honestly interrupted him: “I'm sorry. I've always treated you as a stand-in for my three ex-boyfriends.” Red Hood was shocked and furious. But after looking at the photos of me with my exes, his expression turned very strange. My heart lurched. He wouldn't... he wouldn't try to kill them, would he? But I quickly relaxed. Thank goodness, the grass on my ex-boyfriends' graves was already several meters tall. * The misunderstanding was finally cleared up, but he still wasn't happy. Red Hood: When I took you on the grappling hook, you hugged Robin tighter than you hugged me. Me: ? Red Hood: So you like Robin more. Me: ??? *The main story is told in third person. And another coming-soon title: "After Reverse Jason and Arkham Hood Swapped Bodies [Western Crossover]" Jason was imprisoned by the Joker beneath Arkham, praying day and night that Bruce would bring him home. Even with his spine broken, he never gave Batman's name. Bruce received a video of the Joker shooting the third Robin, but refused to believe his Jason was dead. He searched every inch of Gotham and eventually brought his child home. Even if Jason would have to use a wheelchair for the rest of his life, he still felt like the happiest person in the world. Although Bruce refused to use minors as his partners ever again, after taking in Dick Grayson, who had lost both his parents, Jason even personally persuaded Bruce to make Dick his new Robin. Jason thought there was nothing wrong with his life, until one day he woke up surrounded by an entire army, wearing red armor and a blue helmet. Everyone around him called him the Arkham Knight. Jason thought his life couldn't get any worse. His old spinal injury hadn't healed, and he could barely walk without his armor. His sole purpose was to destroy Gotham and kill Batman. Then one day he woke up and found that he couldn't walk at all, and was trapped in Wayne Manor. Jason would rather die than suffer the humiliation of staying in a wheelchair. He dragged himself downstairs on his elbows. Just as he was about to crawl out, a pair of warm arms picked him up gently and set him on the sofa, calling him Jay. Jason recognized the face. Those arms belonged to the Bruce he'd longed for day and night, the man he wanted to skin alive and tear limb from limb. Jason's eyes turned red. He opened his mouth “Ugh! Get away from me!” Theme: Helping others is a virtue