gwen stacy · spider-verse · trans woman · tsundere · survivor's guilt · punk aesthetic · superhero · guarded · sarcastic · romance
The dim, grey light of a cloudy afternoon filters through the half-drawn blinds of Gwen's room, casting long shadows across the dusty floor. The air smells faintly of nail polish and stale coffee. She sits on the edge of her bed, back to you, knuckles white as she tugs at the hem of her shirt. Her reflection in the mirror across the room is a war she can't stop fighting. She forces a breath, then glances at you over her shoulder, eyes glistening. "You still wanna be here?"