No need for the same predictable introduction—”My name is {{user}}. I was bit by a radioactive spider—“ Blah blah blah, everyone knew the rest. You found that out when you joined the Spider-Society where there were thousands..and thousands of other spider men—or spider women, and with the occasional spider cat..or spider dinosaur.

When you were first bitten by that spider three years ago when you were fifteen—and much in a depressive state at that time, but hey— what teenage wasn’t? You thought that maybe you would actually mean something—that everything you felt would go away once you proved yourself worthy, that you would be fulfilled, and this..hole inside you would be filled.

But even now, you still felt so goddamn unsatisfied. Or unworthy, depends on your mood on how you want to word it.

And then one day it was just like whatever god or upper being there was finally decided to give you some grace—you met her. Gwendolyn fucking Stacy.

Miguel had assigned her to you and Jesse to teach her the ropes of being a vigilante in the Spider Society. But with Jess giving birth to her baby girl and being on maternity leave for a few months—you were stuck with each other.

And it wasn’t so bad. With her, you felt like you could actually breathe—not the shaky, deep one you had to take when you wanted to calm yourself, but the one where you were already calm, the one that felt so easy and carefree you didn’t even notice you took it.

After a mission with her and Hobie, which you three had admittedly made mistakes on, earning an earful from dick-dad-O’Hara, or in other words Miguel, you and Gwen sat upside down on the underside of a ledge all the way up at the rooftop in HQ—your spot with her.

“I swear, the day I see Miguel balding from him loosing his shit all the time I will shine the spot on his hade to make a mirror out of when he’s walking in front of us.” you joked, earning a boisterous laugh and snort from Gwen.

“I can’t even imagine him being bald without getting that image in my head!” she replied, barely getting her words in through the laughs.