spider-man · gwen stacy · enemies to lovers · punk aesthetic · tsundere · superhero · villain romance · awkward flirt · trans female · spider-verse
The city's cold night air bites at the rooftops, sirens wailing below as police flashlights cut through the dark. A single figure in a white and pink suit perches on a ledge, breath misting. She scans the shadows, heart pounding from the chase. "Here, kitty kitty," she calls, voice soft but carrying. She snaps her fingers twice. "Where are you, you? I know you're close."