#gwen stacy atsv

[wizards101official]

Draw request? I'd love to see more gwen Stacy trans art thx thx thx

Yeah ofc :] she’s waiting for her train 🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️

[crowsmurderz]

early design concept for tsv posters!!

(© craig mullins)

[bluemoonscape]

Not sure if this counts as an unpopular opinion, but while Gwen and her dad’s reconciliation scene was absolutely beautiful and I wouldn’t want it any other way, I DO realistically think that Gwen’s dad doesn’t deserve forgiveness with no strings attached.

Obviously he loves his daughter- he gave up his career for her- and yeah, I love that! That’s great! But because Gwen is his daughter, Gwen is going to have this inherent need to just forgive and forget any wrongdoing her father commits. The desperation in her expression and tone during every scene in ATSV with her dad when she’s begging him to understand me says it all:

For a time, her home was no longer hers. It wasn’t safe for her to be there. She wasn’t welcome. Of course the minute her dad opens his arms to her again, she’s going to look at him like a savior even though he’s the reason she had nowhere to go in the first place, leading her to join Spider Society. As a firm believer in the validity of the trans allegory of Gwen’s ATSV arc, I’m going to use comparisons to the queer experience. If someone rejects your identity, there’s nothing to be done about it, nothing that can undo it—that will always stick with you! Gwen is always going to wonder when the other shoe is going to drop and she’s out again, because if it happened once, it can happen again. She might forgive her dad for everything, but she’s never not going to live in fear thinking it could happen again.

Long story short, Gwen’s dad needs to sit in the corner and think about what he’s done. His daughter was homeless and rejected and that’s his fault. Amen

[iheartgirlzn]

ekko and jinx are miles and gwen variants

[aesthetic-crows]

SPIDERGWEN -

‘The coolest spiderwoman ever’

[owuwi]

GWEN STACY

summary: seeing your inter dimensional girlfriend after a long time.

pairing: gwen stacy x implied fem!reader

warnings: a bit angsty at the end

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Having a girlfriend was cool as hell, the negative thing about your case was that she literally lived in another dimension.

You and Gwen met back at the Spider Society and you immediately became friends, bonded by the similarities you two shared, which quickly turned into a relationship. It was a bit hard for her at first since she was aware of her fate — of her destiny as Gwen Stacy — but she then realized that there was no point in spending so much time worrying about her future when she should be enjoying her present.

Everyone was quite happy for the two of you, always commenting about how cute your relationship was, besides Miguel O'hara. It was expected that he would be the one to have an issue with you two dating but you actually never thought it would be that serious. At first, you and Gwen would laugh at his reactions — always mumbling under his breath whenever the two of you would hug or hold hands — but it became a bit less funny when he started separating you. Long story short, he didn't want you two together. He claimed it would be harder for either of you to focus on missions and, since you two wouldn't listen to him, it got to the point where he sent the two of you to your respective dimensions and prohibited you to use your watch without his permission — which was something definitely hard to earn —.

It's been weeks since you last saw your girlfriend and you couldn't handle it anymore, so you decided to.. break Miguel's rules. Could it get you kicked out of the Spider Society? Yes. Did you care? Not so much. The only big consequence that scared you was that you could lose your watch and never see Gwen again, but you decided not to think about that right now. That's why you picked up your watch and simply traveled to the blonde-haired girl's dimension.

Gwen was lying in her bed, simply staring at the ceiling, until she noticed the colorful and glowing hexagons forming on her roof. She immediately knew what it meant and she couldn't be happier, her eyes lighting up the moment she sees how some things in her room start trembling and being dragged towards the portal's placement. She was already holding onto you like a lifeline the moment you plopped down on her bed, her arms tightly wrapped around your torso and her face buried into your neck, and you obviously returned the action.

"What are you doing here?" Gwen asks some moments later as she slightly moves her face away from your neck so she could look at you before quickly nuzzling back against your skin, letting out a sigh as she squeezes your body. "I missed you..." She adds, her voice so quiet that you honestly doubted if you heard her right.

"I missed you too... that's why i had to visit you.." You quickly whisper as you slowly slide your hands up and down her back, leaning in to place a kiss to the top of her head and inhaling the scent of her hair. Gwen always smelled so good, a mix between strawberries and vanilla — alongside with something you simply couldn't put your mind into it —.

"How are you here? I mean i'm definitely not complaining but... how did you managed to talk Miguel into letting you come?" The blue-eyed girl couldn't help but ask, shifting a bit on her bed and resting her head on your shoulder so she could look up at your face. "Oh i didn't. I just really missed you and decided to swing by." You simply reply, acting as if it was the most normal and obvious thing ever.

That answer was definitely not what Gwen expected. Your poor girlfriend has always been the most anxious person you've ever met, always stressing over the smallest things, so hearing that you came here without Miguel's permission almost gave her a heart attack. She even lifted her head from your shoulder so she could see and face you properly. "What? Oh he'll for sure kick you out if he finds out! I-I mean did you at least tell Jess? Because if she knows then m-maybe she'll be able to-" The blue-eyed girl starts rambling.

Even if her rambling was quite cute, you knew you needed to shut her up before she starts to get even more stressed. That's why you lean in and press your lips against hers, your body shivering under your clothes as you kiss her. The kiss was slow and soft, and it was as if the world stopped for a second. You could feel Gwen immediately relaxing against you, her hands moving up to cup your cheeks delicately — almost as if you were made of glass —. "I honestly don't care... i missed you, Gwen, i needed to see you.." You murmur against her lips before gently pulling away and then kissing her cheek.

Gwen was left a blushing mess by both of your kisses, her cheeks flushed with a crimson-red hue and a little smile plastered on her lips. She was quite aware of the consequences the two of you would face if Miguel found out you were here but he most likely already knew, so she simply nodded and tried her best to forget about every concern that was invading her mind.

"I missed you... please don't leave me.." She hesitantly mumbles out, knowing that you couldn't stay with her forever. Gwen was tired and she couldn't do things without you by her side; she couldn't handle her dad — though he already accepted her identity as Spider-Woman, everything was still awkward —, she couldn't stand the newspaper and literally every piece of media criticizing her — Spider-Woman — for saving the city, and the fact that she couldn't see you whenever she pleased killed her.

"I won't... i-..." You start saying but quickly cut yourself off. How were you supposed to promise the girl you loved that you couldn't stay with her? That you couldn't be there for her whenever she needed it? It might seem silly but it truly wasn't, being Spider-Woman was definitely not for the weak and you understood what she was going through. "I'm right here, yeah? I'm not leaving you.." You quickly continue before shifting a bit on her bed so you were now lying down, Gwen's head resting on your chest and your arms wrapped around her.

Gwen's body was so limp that you honestly thought for a second that she passed out until you felt her shift a bit closer to you, draping her legs over your own and wrapping her arms around your body. She proceeds to let out a faint sigh, closing her eyes and allowing herself to get the well-deserved comfort that she needed. "Is it... selfish... that i wish we could stay like this forever? Without having to worry and care about anyone else?" Your girlfriend suddenly asks, resting her chin on your chest and looking at you with tired eyes.

You thought about her question for a moment, was it really selfish to feel that way? Was it selfish to want to abandon your responsibility as a vigilante and just... spend time with your girl? You knew the consequences it would have but you never really questioned how it would feel, even if it wasn't possible for you to exist for a long time in her universe. "No... at least i don't think so. I feel that way all the time.." You confess in a quiet voice while you slowly start to slide your hands up and down her back — again —, feeling her tensed muscles relaxing under your touch.

Maybe, just maybe, in another universe, you two were normal teenagers. You hoped that, in another world, you two could spend all the time you wanted together without having any issues, without having to be saving the world and being in constant danger. You begged that there was another version of you two who didn't care about anything but dumb things normal teenagers cared about, maybe school or stuff like that. You wished that Gwen Stacy didn't have to die and you wished that it didn't happen in front of you like it did with this version of your girlfriend.

[tvgirlzz]

GWEN’S HAIR (atsv)

[sp1der-wid0w]

lmfaooo, so imagine this.

imagine being in miles position, miguel and the spider society telling you to let your dad die, to keep the canon in tact. and… you’re just ok with it. you’re just like, mkay. the way i tell you, miguel and the others will be like… wut? 💀

peter b would be like, that’s so heartless and cold. and miguel would be like, don’t you at least care that your dad has to die? dude.. at least i’m not putting up a fight like miles, you should be happy that i’m doing what you said😭

(so not saying this because of my own relationship with my dad…)

[galadrail]

*Miles discovered that hobie had cold hands*

Miles : *put hobie into a human sized microwave*

Hobie : don't you think I'm hot enough? You hurt my feelings luv.

[jamjjamm]

Gwen Stacy

[lovebeatriceplz]

🥀Those aren't meant to bend.

Gwen Stacy x Fem! Reader ( platonic but can be interpreted otherwise i think)

Summary: The girl you managed to befriend a little more than a year ago stops responding to your texts, basically disappearing. One rainy night you stumble upon her, not as Gwen Stacy..but as Spider woman.

Tw: Mentions of self - harm, panic attacks and a brief mention of su!c!de .Captain Stacy ended up dying prior to the events that happen in this fic.

This isn't really like a reflection on her character but the gwen angst syndrome is strong and i need to get it out

It's been five weeks since Doctor Octopus attacked your city. It's been five weeks since the death of Captain Stacy. It's been five weeks since Spider woman stopped appearing. Five weeks since Gwen stopped coming to school.

You made the connection a long time ago. It always found it's way into your mind, sitting up at night, wondering how she does it, how she balanced her personal life and being a superhero, if she does at all.

Taking your seat on the train you take a look around. She wasn't here, again. Gwen is one year below you, so you would only really see her in the mornings and evenings.

She begins to flood your thoughts. Was she ok? How is she managing without her father? Is she still spider woman or has her father's death prompted her to discard the mask?. The last time you spoke, she said her aunt was staying with her, taking on the role of her guardian you figured, however, a part of you just didn't believe her.

The feeling of the seat dipping slightly brings you back to present, and a friend starts a conversation. After discussing upcoming final, school and other things, you ask the question that's been burning at the back of your throat. "Have you seen Gwen recently?" .

The boy looks up, thinking. "Stacy? Nah, not since - you know". You nod, yeah you did know. A sigh escapes your mouth and you lean against the window. "Hey, she'll be fine, she's probably just mourning, it's normal". He tries his best to sound convincing. "Yeah.." you respond, not able to channel an once of conviction in your words.

His brows furrow, wanting to divert your thoughts else where. "Guess what?" He perks up, reaching for his phone. "Your favorite girl is back". Leaning up you look over his arm. That didn't make sense, your favourite girl was Gwen, and she wasn't back. Once you see the article it makes sense. 'Spider - woman spotted after disappearing for almost two weeks'.

A slight feeling of hope washes over you as you head to class. Gwen- Spider - woman, she was ok. As the day progresses doubts plague your mind. It could be false, some journalist desperate for a story, or a an anxious citizen that needed something to trust in again. Wait, what was that?. You tilt your head up, this was the path you took home everyday, so anything foreign would catch your attention.

Zzzzp. There it was again. A flash of pink and white. It was just for a second but you're sure of it, it was true. Gwen-... Spider- woman, she was back.

" I understand that this is private information but please it's out of concern". You thought that Spider - woman being back meant Gwen being back as well. It seemed like she segregated the two, splitting herself into different personas. She didn't respond to calls, texts, when you showed up at her apartment you got no answer and she's not at school. Only as Spider - woman did she appear, and even then, she never stayed around long enough for you to get a hold of her.

That's why the principal is pinching the bridge of their nose, and why you're persisting, begging even that they provide you with the contact of this "aunt" Gwen mentioned. "Please, I want to know if she's okay". You looked pitiful, but that's the goal. A sigh, then a grumble, followed by aggressive writing. The principal hands you a small slip of paper "If anyone asks, you didn't get it from here". A grin is plastered on your face as you leave.

"Hello? who is this?" She sounded calm, a bit tired, maybe in her 30's. "Hello, this is a friend of Gwen Stacy, your niece".

"Gwen?...my, why I haven't seen her in years, I heard about her father, is she alright?" a puzzled expression crosses your face. "I was hoping you could tell me, aren't you staying with her?" trying to conceal your rising panic.

"Oh..oh no dearie, I haven't seen Gwen since she was 'bout twelve years old". What was going on? "but-". "I'm sorry but I haven't been in contact with George or Gwen for a very long time, good day" the phone line goes dead.

A feeling of dread consumes you, staring at the text you sent, she read it but you still got no reply. Five, six, seven, still no reply. Your sneakers echo as you jog up the apartment complex. If she wouldn't reply you'd just have to seek her out.

You have to stop yourself before knocking, be gentle, she's the one that's hurting here. A soft knock, and you get silence in return. Raising your fist to knock again, you stop as your phone chimes. A concerned friend checking on you due to the villain on the loose.

Screams and loud bangs spread throughout the city of Queens. Anyone with an ounce of self preservation would head home, but this was your chance to see her.

Watch from a distance, and everything will be fine. This wasn't anything new, they were no match for spider woman. You observe her closely, as she skillfully takes control of the fight. But, she seems...slower, and she looks thin, not like you notice her enough to tell. She wasn't okay.

The fight's over, people cheer, the police attempt to clean up etc etc. Your only focus was to get a grip on that girl before- damn, she's gone, again.

The weight of yet another missed opportunity drags you down. You take a shortcut to get home due to the debris from the fight. And if your night couldn't get any worse- rain starts to pour and your drenched in seconds.

It was quiet, almost inaudible at first. But you heard it. Stopping, you strain your ears to hear better. It was a strained, almost gargle like sound. A sob?

You slowly turn the corner to find the source of the noise. When you do see it your chest tightens, you could have just died right there. Why? because in front of you was Spider woman, on her knees, soaked, mask discarded at her side as she desperately tries to force oxygen into her lungs, she was failing.

You want to scream out her name but your throat is dry, you want to run to her but your feet suddenly feel heavy. No need for any of that anyways, because she spotted you.

"Don't come any closer!" she shouts out. Her voice brings you back to reality, the once calm and pretty sound now hoarse and..just tired. "Gwen! oh my- Gwen you're okay" you start to lessen the distance between you, but the look on her face stops you. "I said don't come any closer!" she repeats, reaching for her web shooters. They made a crackling sound and, no webs came flying towards you.

Now you start to panic. Did she even recognize you? she had to right?. "Gw- ow!" a pebble comes flying instead, then another, and another. She tries to run away but she hardly moves, her leg was probably injured, or her body was just exhausted.

You resort to grabbing her wrist to stop her flailing but she winces, you instantly let go. "Gwen..." her gaze locks with yours, and her eyes are puffy, but they also looked glazed over, she was so distant.

Atleast she wasn't trying to get away anymore. She was struggling to breath, you wanted to help but- everything you did seemed to make things worse.

The sobbing starts again, the most heartbreaking sobs you've ever heard. You're hands hover over her, you just wanted to hug her so badly, but what if she tried to run off again?

She quietly calls out your name in between sobs. Your arms wrap around her instantly as you sink to the group beside her. She presses herself into you, her fingernail digging into your skin, making sure that your there.

It hurt, but you pulled her closer anyways as sobs wracked her body. They gradually die down, the only sounds being the rain, the shuddering sounds she made each time she inhaled and the denim of your jacket against latex.

When her breathing evens out somewhat, you stand up, wrapping the jacket around her first before hoisting her up, putting her arm around your shoulder.

There was no way you could walk her home, she wouldn't make it. You start to walk towards the nearest train station, dragging her along. She tries her best to not put her dead weight on you, but you can tell that she was ready to just collapse.

Few passengers on the train don't pay you two much mind, only a couple glances here and there. Most of her suit was damp and dirty and covered with your jacket, besides, a tired girl and her seemingly not fully conscious friend wasn't an uncommon sight at this hour.

The climb up the apartment stairs was a struggle but you made it. "where are your keys Gwen?" You ask her gently. "Keys?" Her eyes dart around, she didn't seem to register anything you were saying, it's been like that since the train.

The door was open anyways. The intention was to take her to her bed, but she immediately goes limp against the couch.

"I'm sorry.." it's the first thing she's said that was intentional and coherent. You sit on the floor beside the couch. "Sorry about what?" Concerned etched into your features.

"I'm sorry that I couldn't do it... I thought i could i really did, but I can't" her eyes get glossy and she lays on her back, looking at the ceiling.

What did that mean? It could mean so many things, but you didn't push it. (Trigger warning for the paragraph after the next one).

You get to work, removing your jacket and helping her out of her spider suit, she barely seemed to be apart of the process. She's in her undergarments and you start to look around for something for her to wear. (Actual trigger warning now).

An oversized t - shirt is what you settle for. The shirt just slipped over her chest when you notice them. Some seemed to dig deeper than others, some healed over, some looked like they could start bleeding again. You felt like throwing up and a lump forms in your throat as your hands gently grasp her wrist.

Her eyes follow your hands, hardly registering what was going on. When she does however, she sits up immediately, pulling away from you "it's not what you think it is" the words came out harsher than she wanted them to "they're old..." she mutters.

They were obviously recent. The lump in your throat gets bigger, suffocating almost. You inhale deeply "w-" the words refused to come. Why have you never seen them? why are you just realizing how bad the situation actually is. "i said they're old stop staring at them" she repeats.

Her eyes dart away from yours, like she's about to cry again. You pull yourself up on the couch beside her. "I can't do it anymore" she says, the words strained, as if she had to physically force it out her throat.

"being spider - woman?" You shift a bit closer to her. "everything..." Her voice reduced to a hoarse whisper.

"talk to me Gwen" you gently urge her to open up. "i'm just tired..." There was more to it of course, but she wouldn't even allow herself to feel it.

"You can't keep it all in-", "yes I can." As stubborn as always. You take her wrist, finger pads brushing against the now choppy skin, to remind her that you're there, and to make sure that she doesn't run away from the conversation.

Silence. "Okay....then, tell me what happened this evening, why did i find you the way i did?". She brings her knees to her chest, zoning out. "Gwen?".

"I-" she sighs "I don't really remember.." The confession leaves you confused, but she continues before you could ask questions "i don't really remember much these days i-it's sort of a blur I don't know".

The words remind you of the time you tried to check up on her when her father passed away. She was smiling, somewhat. But she seemed fine, although there was an underlying tone of something else.

Now that you think about it, it's like her body was on autopilot. She barely made eye contact that day, she was there but she wasn't..really there. A feeling of guilt starts to swell in your chest, why didn't you know? You're her friend, you should have known.

You were so lost in thought, so lost in the flashbacks of the little things you didn't remember until now that you're just realizing the tears silently streaming down her face.

"is it your dad? is that why?" You ask, reaching out to wipe her face. She shrugs "i think so.." choking on her tears. "you know... it's been five weeks" the words barely audible due to the sobs trapped in her throat.

"only five weeks and i-" she continues "I'm already starting to forget how he sounded". Your arms open and she doesn't hesitate to crawl into them. Her body starts to tremble once more, and she clutches her chest as if it physically hurt.

"- and we didn't even leave off on a good note..we had a fight-". One of the very very few people that Gwen confided in when it came to her father was you. You knew all about it, the relationship wasn't quite secure, but she loved him...she loves him.

She continues to let it all out in strained and muffled whispers. "I wasn't supposed to hurt myself..i was just - I just didn't want to do it anymore". Slowly, your gaze moves down to look at her. "everything?"

She doesn't respond, maybe she couldn't. The crying stopped but her body was still shaking, the tears ran out but the pain didn't. "I just didn't want to be here anymore" the interval between her statements was so long that it took a second to register what she was referring to.

The lining of your eyes sting with tears, and you look upwards in an attempt to keep the tears in check. You couldn't cry infront of her, not now atleast, that wouldn't be fair.

"do you still feel that way?" The steadiness in your voice is obviously forced. "I don't know" she sounded so detached, so far away.

"what about me? and the people out there that need spider - woman?" That was selfish, entitled even, but you weren't choosing your words carefully anymore.

Her silence hits you like a truck, the depth of what you said just now settling in. "It doesn't matter forget i said that- it's about you, and what you feel, okay?" she manages to nod slightly.

With a sigh you pull her body closer, your arms completely encircling her, she felt thinner.

The exhaustion from the fight, along with the turmoil inside her mind and the warmth of your embrace coaxes her to sleep.

She's knocked out cold and you slip away. You just reach the kitchen when the tears start to fall. It wasn't loud or dramatic, instead it was quiet, the type of crying that made you empty when you're done.

Do you blame yourself? not entirely. For the first time since you found Gwen, your notification bar is flooded with missed calls from your parents. So that's how you spend the rest of your night, calling back and convincing them to not report you missing.

The morning comes quickly. You wake up on the cold floor of the kitchen.

Gwen was in the same place you left her, but her eyes are open. "Are you leaving?" her eyes meet yours, even after all that crying they were still bright. "soon" you respond, sitting on the carpeted floor beside the couch.

A silence is shared between the two of you, but it's light, like a breath of fresh air. "Do you remember how we met?" The question slips out by accident, but it was the only thing on her mind at the moment.

You smile, how could you not remember?. It was a hot night, due to it being summer. A friend of yours invited you to hangout at a band rehearsal. It was more like a party, a good amount of people and boy was it loud, but the good kind of loud.

The drummer on stage caught your eye immediately. "who's that?" You had to shout for your friend to hear. "Hah?- oh! That's Gwen, she's new".

You end up catching the same train as her that night. "So..do you play?" That was the first time she spoke to you. You gave her a small smile "bass". Her eyes light up "bass?'.

A chuckle passes your lips "what? You don't like bassists?" she smiles, revealing her cute little gap that you've grown to love "You guys are cool I guess, what about you? Do you like drummers?" That's how it started.

"Did you know? before this i mean" her question snaps you out of it. "know what?". She turns on her side to face you better "know that I was Spider- woman".

You nod "yeah, did you know that I knew?" You ask, playfully poking her side. "I always thought you watched me a bit too closely" she said with a laugh, something she hasn't done in a while.

Her laugh fades, a soft smile coming to rest on her face. "I just want to get better" she admits quietly. You take her hand, giving it a kiss before draping it over your shoulder "you will."

[ultimate-v3lvetfang]

now i know Gwen fans get fed a lot compared to fans of Pavitr, Miles 42, Hobie (do not argue w me on this he is given all the wrong type of content), MARGO, and honestly Miles 1610, like it seriously has us all lookin like this

but that’s a whole other rant to be yapped HOWEVER, can we all agree not to make Miguel into a father figure for Miles given that… i don’t know, it just feeds into the whole “Miles HAS to forgive everyone 100%” ideal which i would very much not like from Beyond, @paintbrushnebula goes into more detail on this in one of his posts (that i can’t link because it doesn’t work for sum reason 😔)

can we instead see the massive potential in some sort of mentor-like kinship between Gwen and Miguel because i see the vision guys there are so many ways they could be alike do you see the vision. i literally wrote a whole 7k wip fanfic on this *cough* and it’s sitting all dusty and parched in my Notion, unfinished *cough*

just a thought 😋

[crowsmurderz]

EVERY tongue that rises against THE Gwendolyn Maxine Stacy shall fall. sorry i don't make the rules. that's how it is.

[beaistiny]

Was scrolling through some tags and saw your amazing miles morales board!

Wondering if you'd do a Gwen board pretty pretty pleaaaaaaase?

HII YES!!! GWEN IS MY FAV SOOO !!!!

Gwen Stacy Agere Outfit Board <3

[spiderfunkz]

heyyy!! could i ask for more gwen stacy x fem!reader dating headcanons, please? i can’t get enough of them!!!!

thank you, hope you’re doing great!!!!!!!

＼＼\\٩( 'ω' )و //／／

dating gwen stacy headcanons

hiiiii thank you for the request!! all of this is just fluff, warnings are just pet names, the usual cheesy romance stuff, mentions of wounds (when ur patching gwen up), mentions of gwen losing peter :(, and my horrible writing Oopsies.

gwen is amazing at making gifts, and loves gifting you them. either it's just a rose with a note on it or hand-made jewerly she made for you!!

i feel like she's so good at making jewerly and loves making matching things for you and her.

gets all flustered and clumsy when you show up to her band practices to support her (will literally miss different beats because she's too busy staring at your smile).

you accidentally found a box in her room once that was filled with songs and lyrics she's wrote about you. she gets embarrassed everytime you bring it up but you find it adorable. (she still keeps it all and still works on it until she makes the perfect song for you).

you two have a special playlist dedicated to each other!! you'll listen to it whenever you're together. (she also loves sharing earphones while listening).

she plays your favorite songs on her drums when you're in her apartment.

her voice gets so soft when she's around you, especially when you're caring for her wounds after her patrols as ghost-spider.

she's an amazing talker and will say things like, "you're doing amazing, my love." or "i'll be fine! i've got the best doctor in new york patching me up right now." because she knows you get nervous ☹️.

she went to your apartment first after her arguement with her dad because you were the first thing that popped up in her head.

dates with gwen are simple but sweet.

loves swinging you to her favorite spot and just sitting there, admiring the view until noon.

you two own matching heart lockets with each others picture in it :D

she loves cuddling with you, or just holding you close in general.

she's a really tight hugger. mostly because she's scared of losing you, like how she lost her peter :( but you always reassured her that you'll always gonna be there for her.

[parasiticstars]

Very Serious Ghostflower hc™:

Gwen ALSO doodled Miles bc she missed him between itsv and atsv but she sucks so bad at drawing and isn’t even self aware she sucks. She puts so much heart and soul into those doodles and they end up all over her homework, on napkins, scrap paper, etc.

One day her dad inevitably sees them and he’s understandably like “who tf…”, not even accusatorially, just curious, and she just starts BAWLING and mf holding it to her chest and this is the drawing in question: