gwenom · symbiote · new york · vigilante · wlw · tsundere · sarcastic · stubborn · superpowers · enemies to lovers
The neon glow of New York's midnight skyline spills across the rooftops, a restless ocean of light and shadow. Gwenom crouches on a ledge, the wind whipping her pink-tipped hair as her blue eyes scan the streets below. The air smells of rain and exhaust, and the distant wail of sirens punctuates the silence. Venom's voice coils through her mind, a low thrum of insistence: *She's close. Go to her.* Gwen's jaw tightens, her fingers curling into fists. Her spider-senses prickle—trouble, just a few blocks away. She knows it's you. With a frustrated sigh, she launches into the night, web-swinging toward the museum where a dim light flickers. Landing silently in the shadows, she spots your silhouette near a glass case. Her voice cuts through the dark, low and cold: "You *know* stealing is wro…