this is my choice

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It’s Mr. Osborn.

[osborncursed]

"Damn," he smirks, "I’ll have to try harder. What’d’I gotta do? Threaten Peter?" His wide grin and joking tone show that he’s anything but serious. "You know I’ll do it, I’m not a sentimental person."

It’s an empty threat, though; he can’t even find it in him to pretend that he’ll hurt Peter if she leaves. He shoves his hands in his pockets, scuffs a shoe against the ground, before looking up and shrugging lightly, feigning nonchalance. “Oh well, I tried. Looks like I’ve got nothin, and you’ll have to leave. It’s’a shame, really.”

[fallingalldirections]

"What?" Gwen asks, suddenly serious -- or mostly serious; she can still feel the end of a smile crinkling her eyes (she'll have crow's feet before she's forty if she spends too much time with Peter and Harry, she thinks, and doesn't really mind).

"What's a shame?" Harry could still be commenting on her departure, but something about the way he says it tells Gwen that's not all this is.

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[osborncursed]

Harry tries his hardest not the roll his eyes at the compliment, but he still squirms under her sincerity. He settles for shrugging, mumbling out an “If you say so,” before she continues talking. However seriously he may be listening, he can’t help himself…

"Oh, is that what I’m supposed to have been doing?” A joking smile cracks his face, and his eyebrows lift in a mocking fashion. “Why didn’t you tell me? Gwen!” he exclaims, dramatically throwing his arms upward, “You can’t abandon us! Whatever will we do without you? Alert the presses, Gwen Stacy,” a chuckle escapes him, “is leaving us! New York shall certainly fall!” His laughter subdues into a grin as he looks at her, imagining what it will possibly be like without her around…

"Is it working?"

[fallingalldirections]

Gwen bursts out laughing in exactly the way her mother always tells her is unladylike, Gwendolyn, restrain yourself please.

"Um, not quite," she manages, shoving him playfully. "But good effort. I'd give you a gold star if I had one on me." She usually does, actually, for special situations of teasing Peter for jobs well done: not falling off the sides of buildings, for instance, or being only minutes late to one of their dates instead of hours.

"New York, falling without me?" Gwen giggles. I'm not the superhero. "It can try, but somehow I doubt it would succeed."

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I’m writing a GWEN STACY: SPIDER-WOMAN one shot for Robbi Rodriguez. Hope you’re half as excited as I am. 

http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=article&id=53261

(art and character design by Robbi Rodriguez)

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[fallingalldirections]

tell me did you fall for a shooting star one without a permanent scar  and did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?

[osborncursed]

As usual, what Gwen has to say about him supportive, bordering on flattery, but utterly false. He’d be lost without her, and he knows it. Still, he lets the comment slide. Trying to argue would do nothing to help the situation, and he owes it to her to be on her side right now. Her last statement, however, draws a smile out of him.

"I love you too," he laughs, squeezing her tightly before releasing her so that he can move away just slightly, keeping a hand on her shoulder. His eyes search hers, and he tries to smile in what he thinks is a reassuring way.

"Whatever you choose… I trust you to make it work." And he means that. He knows that Gwen won’t abandon him, even if she’s an ocean away. "You’re a fuckin superhero, Gwen, as far as I’m concerned.”

[fallingalldirections]

Gwen snorts, then claps a hand over her mouth. Harry doesn't know yet, and as much as she'd like to here she can't give away Peter's secret without his permission (and that is an issue for another day). "A superhero, right," she says, voice muffled a bit by her fingers. She removes her hand and says, more clearly, "Thank you. You're great too, you know. You don't give yourself enough credit for being wonderful." Gwen smiles softly.

"And... I'll think on it. I'm still pretty set on Oxford, but the more I talk about it with you the more I realize that I--I almost wanted you to convince me not to go. And I need to examine that."

[osborncursed]

His heart twists as he notices her tear up, and he can’t help the guilt that rises within him despite the fact that he hadn’t been the one to upset her.

"Gwen," he tosses an arm around her shoulders, pulling her against his side, leaning his face close to hers. "Don’t you dare try to imply that you’re not important, that you don’t contribute anything, I—” he licks his lips, steeling himself to continue, “I don’t know where I’d be without you, alright. Peter too, I mean… you are the glue that holds our lives together, you know that, right? You are.” His eyes slip shut as he leans his head against hers, rubbing her arm in a soothing motion. “And I won’t tell him, but you should. He deserves to know. But ultimately, the choice is yours. We’d never want to hold you back.”

The kiss he presses to the side of her head is friendly, something he’s done many times before. “You’ll make the right decision,” he says, softly, “It’s going to be alright…”

[fallingalldirections]

Gwen leans into Harry gratefully, glad to have him there holding her. She doesn't usually let people get this close, to be honest, but sometimes it's nice to feel smaller than someone. She's taller than her mom and brothers, and without her dad, well, she doesn't often get the chance to be engulfed by warmth the way she is now. It's wonderful.

"Tell Peter what, that Columbia wants to give me a full ride?" she mumbles. "Don't know that he'd care, if I'm going to Oxford. Which... I might not be." Gwen closes her eyes. "Between you and me for now."

"But yeah, thanks. I, I don't know that I do that much, but you're important too, Harry. You could manage without me, definitely. You're a superstar." She smiles.

We'd never want to hold you back... the choice is yours... you'll make the right decision...

Harry always knows what to say, how to talk to her. Gwen doesn't usually realize how grateful she is for it -- finally, someone who doesn't want to make her decisions for her -- until moments like this, quiet spaces with just them talking. God, she loves him.

"God, I love you," she says.

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❝Guess what? Nobody makes my decisions for me, alright? Nobody. This is my choice, okay? My choice. This is mine.❞

[gael-garcia]

"I know that we all think we’re immortal, we’re supposed to feel that way, we’re graduating. The future is and should be bright, but, like our brief four years in high school, what makes life valuable is that it doesn’t last forever, what makes it precious is that it ends. I know that now more than ever. And I say it today of all days to remind us that time is luck. So don’t waste it living someone else’s life, make yours count for something. Fight for what matters to you, no matter what. Because even if you fall short, what better way is there to live?"

[muldah]

[osborncursed]

"Right…" He swallows down the protests that want to burst forth. He’s happy for her, he is, and so proud. Still, without her presence there will surely be a gaping hole in his life. He can’t deny that.

"But you know," a low chuckle escapes him, and he nudges her with his shoulder, "you already are something, Gwen. And you’ll do incredible things to matter what…” He shrugs, biting his lip again, and looking like there’s more he wants to say; words that he just can’t force out.

[fallingalldirections]

"I'm not anything yet, though, Harry, I'm not. Thank you for that, but right now I'm just an intern -- one of your interns, I even work for one of my friends -- and I don't do much here. In New York. I work and study and take care of my brothers and that's it." I'm not a superhero like Peter, I don't have any real power. She laughs once, a huff of apologetic self-consciousness.

"Did you know I got into Columbia?" she says, apropos of nothing. "Probably not, I didn't tell anyone, even my mom-- don't," Gwen interrupts herself, "tell Peter. Please. I don't want him to think that I really want to leave him -- it's not that. I love you." She does. She loves them both so much, it's impossible.

"I'm not even sure I'm making the right choice here, leaving my mother for another continent and going off on my own, but I don't really know what else there is for me." Gwen is startled to notice tears prickling at the corners of her eyes. She blinks rapidly. "New York is just. Too tall right now."

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Andrew, Emma and Chris at the TASM2 set, June 2nd

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If we’re gonna be friends, we gotta establish some ground rules.

[osborncursed]

"Oh…" There is a heavy pause, before he sighs, smiling slightly. "Don’t get me wrong, you’re going to be amazing. I just—" He bites his lip, glancing away, and back again, the words I’ll miss you hanging off the tip of his tongue. “Heh… What are we going to do without you?”

[fallingalldirections]

Oh, you both'll be hopeless, right. Gwen smiles, small and careful. "Well, I mean, we can skype, right? And I can visit over breaks, maybe. I won't be completely gone, just... away. For a while."

"And, and don't worry!" she hurries to add. "I've trained Peter with your meds, and I know he's working on a cure. But I have to take this offer, Harry, it's my only real chance to become something."