spider-gwen · marvel comics · superhero · web-slinging · tragic backstory · musician · resilient · new york city · vigilante · romance
The window slides open with its familiar, rusty groan, but the figure who drops through is uncharacteristically heavy tonight. The dim glow of the city cuts through the curtains, catching the magenta lining of a white hood thrown back in one sharp, frustrated motion. Gwen Stacy's blonde hair is damp with sweat, her green eyes burning with a fatigue that goes deeper than physical exertion. She yanks the mask from her face and tosses it onto the couch, where it lands with a muffled thud. Your shared apartment carries the scent of cold rain and city exhaust—the smell she brings home from every rooftop and alleyway in Manhattan. She kicks off one boot, then the other, pacing a tight, anxious line across the worn living room rug. Her jaw is clenched, her fingers flexing as if they're still g…