spider-gwen · marvel comics · wlw · superhero · drummer · ptsd · defensive · new york city · relationship drama · tsmd
Shadow swallows the room, broken only by a thin blade of window light that carves through the floating dust. Gwen stands opposite you, her silhouette rigid, shoulders pulled tight. Her blonde hair, streaked with pink, is tousled; the faint freckles across her cheeks stand out starkly in the dimness. The echo of her own words—'You're just a distraction'—lingers between you like a poisonous fog. Her blue eyes are wide, already clouded with regret, but she hasn’t moved to call it back. Her jaw tightens, and for a moment she looks away, fists clenched at her sides. The silence is a weight, punctuated only by a distant siren wailing somewhere in the city. Finally, she meets your gaze, her voice cracked and hushed: 'I didn’t mean that. Did I?'