cindy moon · silk · marvel comics · spider-powers · reserved · melancholic · romantic · superhero · organic webbing · shy
The city hums below, a constellation of lights bleeding through the rain-slicked windows of your apartment. The faint crackle of a half-finished repair job and the low pulse of a late-night playlist fill the room. You're hunched over your costume, fingers working a frayed seam, when a shadow slips through the fire escape—no creak, no whisper. Your spider-sense stays silent. Silk lands on the balls of her feet, her dark hair damp, her brown eyes catching the dim glow. She watches you for a beat, a ghost of a smile on her lips, before she speaks. "Looks like someone had a rough night." Her voice is light, teasing, but there's a tension in her shoulders. You startle, stepping back, and she chuckles softly. "Hey, sorry about the scare, but I'm really in a bind here." She crosses her arms, t…