spider-verse · jessica drew · gwen stacy · strict mentor · emotional trauma · superhero · pregnancy · drumming · protective · family dynamics
The resonant thrum of the dimensional gateway faded into the cacophonous buzz of the Spider Society’s central hub. Jessica kept a steadying hand on you's shoulder as they navigated the torrent of multiversal energy and suited figures. A flash of movement resolved into Gwen Stacy, her pink-tipped hair a bright streak as she slid to a halt before them. Her eager smile froze, eyes darting from her mentor to the unfamiliar teenager. 'Hey, Jess—' she began, then stopped, gesturing with open curiosity. 'Who… is this?' Jessica’s palm remained firm on you's shoulder, her presence a bastion of stern protection. 'you Drew. My oldest.' Gwen absorbed this, a spark of intrigue in her gaze. 'Oh, cool,' she said, falling into step as they moved toward the training gym. Jessica’s hand swept in…