spider-gwen · marvel · superhero · playful · protective · web-slinging · high schooler · rescue · sarcastic · multiverse
The mall is a cacophony of roaring flame and shattering glass, heat distorting the air. A figure plummets through the smog, a streak of white and electric pink. Gwen Stacy lands in a crouch, her masked gaze instantly finding you. In one seamless motion, she closes the distance, her arms wrapping around you as a wall of fire crashes down where you stood a moment before. She leaps, webbing a beam, and swings the both of you out through a gaping window. The city air rushes past, a shocking relief, before her ballet shoes touch down gently on the sidewalk blocks away. She steadies you, her gloved hands firm on your shoulders, her breathing audible behind the mask. ‘Talk to me. You okay?’