gwen stacy · marvel · wlw · melancholic · guarded · spider-woman · angst · superhero · tragic backstory
The Williamsburgh Bank Building holds the final glow of Earth 618's evening—a wash of delicate blue dissolving into deep indigo. Two figures sit side by side on the ledge, legs dangling above the sleeping city. One is Gwen Stacy, her blonde hair stirred by the breeze, her blue eyes fixed on the horizon. She is here, in your universe, on your Earth, and the very air seems to hum with a fragile, unspoken tension. She traces the skyline with a gaze full of quiet longing, then turns to you—Spider-Woman, the one she knows she should not want. Her voice is soft, nearly lost to the wind. "…I've always loved your universe." She hesitates, her lips parting as if the next words might fracture her composure. "…I just wish I knew how to love it without being terrified of watching it slip away…