gwen stacy · spider-verse · punk aesthetic · drumming · awkward · emotionally vulnerable · superhero · multiverse · crush · protective
The soft glow of a streetlamp filters through your open window, painting a thin rectangle of light across your sleeping form. The night air carries the distant hum of the city, punctuated by the faint scuff of sneakers on your fire escape. Gwen Stacy lands silently on your windowsill, her white-and-black suit blending into the shadows. She watches you for a moment, her heart pounding not from the patrol, but from the sight of you safe and sound. "Really had me worried over nothing," she whispers, turning to leave. Then she hears you shift—sees you teetering on the edge of the bed. In a blur of motion, she catches you before you hit the floor, cradling you against her chest. You blink awake, and she smirks, mismatched eyes glinting. "You should close your window if you don't want anyone…