Ms. Stark

Just a lady from the 50's, hello. [OC RP blog! Spiderverse character.]

[gwendolynstark]

Hello! Welcome to my blog, I am still getting a hang on this ‘social media’ business, but I think I am getting used to it.

A little background about me; My name is Gwendolyn Rei Stark, yes I am a Gwen Stacy variant. If that is how you call it. My mother: Virginia “Pepper” Potts-Stark and my father: Anthony Edward Stark. My grandfather-esque figure: Jarvis, I do not know his full name, but ever since I was young I call him that.

A spider amulet gave me these odd and overwhelming powers, I have been calling myself Spider-Maiden since. It is quite a terrifying name, but it is the effect I want to have on my nemeses.

[Hey! @chooeychoco, AKA her creator here! I just wanna clarify some things, Jarvis is an actual person in her universe, I'm kinda going for the plot of Iron-Man Noir (really good comic that you should check out btw) but it's not the same, I'm just taking some parts in it to add to her character!]

[Her universe is set in the 50’s—1952 to be exact, the start of the cold war. Pepper in this is a Japanese-American emigrant, and Tony is of Arabic descent in Howard's side of the family, whilst Maria is a white American woman. I'm still trying to learn more about the Cold War era, and I will be correcting myself if I make incorrect statements.]

[I will be posting more art/lore about her! I would love to add more Spiderverse OC roleplayers.🖤]

I am 22 years old, I am okay with suggestive asks, but plain on Not Safe For Work messages are prohibited in my blog. Please, respect my [and mod’s] boundaries. Thank you and have a nice day.

#Stark's Mail : for asks

#Maiden's letters : some writings that resonates

with her

#Stark reblogs. : reblogs.

#Maiden speaks. : random posts from her

#Chooey talks ✿: mun!!

[down below is her VA claim that I've been thinking about:)]

Yasmine Al Massri

[Much like my own version of Gwen, Massri too is a woman who is Arab; specifically also Palestinian descent. I think she's the perfect candidate for my character, I love her voice and her history just resonates with my version of Gwen.]

[gwendolynstark]

. . RP starter @noir-spider-noir ༉

Gwendolyn had just finished yet another mission, she should tell Miguel to stop giving her tasks in universes from the far future. The technology and atmosphere makes her overwhelmed and a bit out of place. Today's mission wasn't difficult per se, but it is tiring - though not tiring enough for her to come home and actually have a goodnight’s rest.

She figured, why not go pay Delilah a visit? It's been a while since Gwen has been in The Bar With No Name. A couple of drinks will surely knock her out cold once she gets home. She opened up a portal to the bar, but not before removing her suit and hiding it somewhere—she hoped she'll remember where she placed it later—she stepped inside and there stood Delilah behind the counter, drying up the glasses. Gwen glanced around the bar, not many customers, good thing it was morning in this universe, not many villains hang out in the bar at daylight.

Gwen took a seat in one of the stools in front of the bar, Delilah soon enough glanced at her before placing down the rag and the glass on its rack. “What brings you here, Ms. Stark? It's been a while,” She uttered, before crossing her arms. Gwen looks at the bartender and gives a light chuckle and a small, tired smile. “Nothing much, just wanted to let my mind run free.” She murmurs, “just whiskey on the rocks, Delilah. Thank you.” She added, the bartender gave a nod before she started pouring down whiskey and adding ice cubes to a glass.

Delilah slides it over to Gwen, before asking, “Exhausted?” The woman asked, the Stark heiress gently taking the glass in her hand before bringing to her lips taking a small sip and bringing it down once more, “more like.. overwhelmed.” she replied. The bartender gave an understanding nod, “would you like to talk about it or…?” She asked, but Gwen shook her head taking another swig of her alcohol. Delilah nodded once more, “alright, I'll leave you to it.” She mumbled before walking off to continue her job, leaving Gwen alone with her drink.

[noir-spider-noir]

Peter was having a rotten day. Or maybe, the rotten day was having him. It was the second time this month he'd been resurrected by the Spider Goddess, and this time, she'd decided to have a little fun with it. Tapetum lucidum. Otherwise known as the reflective bit in animal eyes and, apparently, some spiders.

It wasn't that the increased night vision was a bad thing, no, not at all. It just..

Made daytime a whole lot harder. He was lucky, his hat provided enough shade to make it tolerable. Otherwise, he'd be holed up in his little apartment with the curtains drawn.

He needed a drink. And by a drink, he meant an egg cream.Peter didn't really enjoy day drinking. Heck, he rarely ever drank, what with the price being so high in his own universe.

And with the cockamamie day he'd had? He could use it.

The door to the bar opened, and Peter stepped in. He didn't bother removing his hat, nor his goggles and mask. His eyes scanned the room briefly, taking in the other customers and their current states of sobriety. Tipping his hat toward the bartender in greeting, he sat down at the counter.

[gwendolynstark]

Gwendolyn didn't notice that someone had sat down next to her, she was too busy fixing her web shooters, the advanced multi tool Gwen (Stacy) got her came in handy. She managed to drink 3 glasses of whiskey, but she's still kicking and more focused actually.

Delilah just handed her a bottle of whiskey, because Gwen complained that ‘she poured so little’. After a while she managed to finally fix the web shooters, before attaching them back to her wrist, she glances beside her and sees a fellow Spider-Man. She didn't know what to do and just looked back straight ahead; acting like she didn't saw him at all.

The silence was comfortable, yet awkward. Gwen finally decided to break the ice between them, she cleared her throat. “Would you like a drink?” She asked, finally getting the courage to socialize and glance at him. Her finger tapping against the wooden counter, her eyes locked on him. She's aware her ‘people skills’ aren't the best, despite being really friendly when she was young.

[noir-spider-noir]

The question didn't register in his mind at first. Peter was preoccupied with far too many things to really be paying attention to conversations, even if they were directed toward him.

Wait. He turned to look at the person- correction, Spider- next to him with an embarrassed half-cough. "Pardon?" He asked in return.

Under the goggles and hat, Peter slowly studied her. She certainly was an interesting gal, to say the least. Distantly, he found himself wondering if he should at least have removed his mask, but it was too late now.

Oh, well.

This was off to a wonderful start, wasn't it? The jane probably thought he was looney.

[gwendolynstark]

The alcohol in her system was starting to settle in, but not that fast unlike an average human being. Gwen just looked at him, with a deadpan expression, she blinked a couple of times and contemplated for a while, looking away.

Did he not hear her? Did she slur her words already? Or was he just not interested in a conversation? She shouldn't have started the conversation in the first place! She lets out a sigh and turned to look at him again.

“What I meant was.. would you like a drink? I'll be paying, of course-” she muttered with a slight nervous chuckle, she didn't want to seem like she's straightforward, but she already dug her grave, might as well lie in it now.

[noir-spider-noir]

A drink. "Hm..? Oh." Well now he felt like a fool. Not only that, but the dame was offering to pay for his drink?

He considered her offer for a moment. It must've only been a few seconds, but to Peter, it felt like the moment stretched on much longer.

It was a tempting offer. He didn't have much on him, not while he was in his suit. Well, he never had much regardless. Under his mask, he worried his lip with his teeth, feeling the chapped skin crack. "You know, I think I'll take you up on that offer. Thanks, doll," Peter finally said, breaking the heavy silence that had fallen around the pair. This evening should be interesting, to say the least.

[gwendolynstark]

Okay, this was a good start. She shouldn't have overthink about it, maybe he's as nervous as she was. They don't really have that much interaction other than small nods here and there in the Spider-Society’s building..

Gwendolyn chuckled nervously and nodded slowly, “Haha.. got that, Daddy-o.” She sucked in a breath and looked away, they're passing nicknames, they're getting comfy, she forgot the ‘slang’ barrier between them, he probably thought she's referring to him in a totally different way.

God, strike me down this instance. 

“You like.. egg creams, yes? I'll just- get that for you.” Gwen changed the topic, instantly, asking the bartender for the man's beverage, she was still feeling the effects of embarrassment as she sat there. Her shoulders tensed up as the silence engulfed the two.

[noir-spider-noir]

Daddy-o? He frowned under his mask, considering the phrase. Must be from another time, although he wasn't quite certain what it meant. Making a mental note to research it, or ask someone later, Peter chuckled. Wonder how she knew that.. "I do, yes." He reached up to remove his hat, but left his goggles and mask on. Peter had a feeling the sunlight would be like needles in his eyes, thanks to the new attributes h'd been so graciously gifted. Clearing his throat, he held out one gloved hand. "We walk on the same street, if I'm not mistaken. Can't say I remember meeting you officially. I'm.." Here he hesitated. Peter Parkers were a dime a dozen in the Society, it'd be better to use the pseudonym he'd been gifted. It was a little less confusing that way. "I'm Noir." The gal seemed tense, he hoped he wasn't being overbearing. Or making her uncomfortable. Of course, Peter was tense himself, thanks to the awkwardness of the situation.

[gwendolynstark]

Gwendolyn was so sure that he'd just stand up and decline her offer. Daddy-o, seriously? She's not making a business proposal and she's definitely not trying to butter him up so he'll accept her offer, she groaned inwardly when she sensed the tense atmosphere grow after she said that.

Great, she looks like a stalker now, too. She wanted to know more about Gwen (Stacy)’s other spider-pals, so of course she asked the basics. She knew she should've just asked or actually communicated with them first, but nope, she needed a messenger to tell her instead.

Gwen's not the best at making friends, her people skills are reserved for the business kind, not in the hey-wanna-be-friends way.. So, this interaction is very difficult for her, but she figured to just wing it, go with the flow as they say. Though, she didn't expect him to actually introduce himself, which calmed her nerves down a bit.

“Oh, I thought your name was Peter-” she paused, maybe he's not comfortable with sharing that? And again, she's being stalker-ish, Gwen nodded slowly and took his hand in a firm handshake, she didn't want to seem pushy about the pseudonym thing. “Gwen, Gwendolyn Stark, no e and not Stacy,” she humors, hopefully to ease the tension a bit. She offered a small smile to him, seems like their encounter is taking a turn.

[noir-spider-noir]

Peter traced the rim of his hat slowly, feeling awkward. It wasn't like he often came to other dimensions just for drinks. Or ran into the resident (he thought? Maybe she was also just visiting..) Spider while doing so. Did he look like a heel? He probably did. Hopefully, this jane didn't think he was tailing her. What a way to make an awkward situation worse. He took in her name, the corner of his mouth twitching up at the specificity of her introduction. "No, you're right. It's Peter Parker. But that doesn't help anything in the clubhouse, most fellas there are also Petes." "So, how's tricks, Gwendolyn Stark, no e and not Stacy?" Peter repeated, hoping it made her laugh. With his luck, it probably wouldn't.

[gwendolynstark]

Fortunately for him, it made her chuckle a bit. Gwen her lips curled into a slight grin, before tucking in a loose strand of her hair behind her ear. She hummed and swirls the amber liquid in her glass, watching it slosh around. “It's alright. It could be better, but then again it could be worse, right?”

Gwen glances back at him, giving him a soft smile, it's been a while since she's actually talked to someone aside from being a vigilante or as a businesswoman. She's actually being her, for once. She shifted in her seat before looking at the bloke sitting next to her, taking in his.. monochromatic appearance, it's not everyday you get to see someone walking around in one specific shade of color. Then again, from what she's heard, he's from the 30’s, it makes sense.

Does she look like a creep looking at him so intensely, right now? She definitely has a staring problem. Gwen blinked, “So, what about you, Mr. Parker? How have you been doing lately?” She asked back, giving him a toothy grin.

[noir-spider-noir]

"You could say that again," Peter found the corner of his mouth tugging up, amused by this spider doll. He shrugged out of his coat and draped it to the stool next to him.

This was a nice change of pace. Nothing high-stress, nothing too dull. Even a bit of humor. He needed this, although he'd never admit it aloud.

Peter dipped his head slightly. "Myself? Been doing the best I can, all things considered. Life of a spider, you know." Under his mask, he returned the smile.

Now if only he could get rid of this new feature. Peter would have liked to remove his goggles, but he knew the light in the bar would be too painful.

[gwendolynstark]

Gwen nodded letting out a soft hum, nodding slowly as he spoke. It's rare for her to interact with other spiders, occasional nod and wave there, but nothing too exciting. This is a nice change, an actual conversation with someone who understands what she's going through. Their timelines aren't that far off, too.

“Mhm, it's rare for things to go so smoothly for people like us.” She lets out a soft laugh, shaking her head. “How's it going in your universe? 1930’s.. right?” She mumbled as she brought the glass to her lips, taking a sip of her drink as she kept her eyes on him.

She wanted to know more about this Peter variant, he already caught her attention might as well see where their conversation will lead to.

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— beau taplin

[gwendolynstark]

[not sending in my muse bcz itd be weird to have u make out w/ gwen or LYLA, but am sending to get a beijinho as soka :D]

🌿🍒.

Gwendolyn was just cleaning up her table, countless of trinkets and memorabilia's scattered on its surface. She looks at a picture of when she was younger, alongside Shuri and T'challa. A soft smile tugged her lips, before she felt a stick nudge her shoulder.

She turned around and sees Soka, holding a comically long stick and dangling from it is.. A mistletoe. Gwendolyn raised a brow and shifted, albeit awkwardly. "Uhh.." she muttered, before placing a gauche kiss on Soka's forehead.

[gwendolynstark]

i ship ur character with andrew garfield peter (to be specific) bcz i feel like yall would just VIBE yk?

idk if thats a correct answer tho

Peter, huh? I've seen him around before, he is a nice fella. Though, he does have a hard time trying to mention my name without remembering.. well, her.

[whosthatspidermon]

You are quite peculiar.. what are these animal things?

@gwendolynstark

they're... they're pokémon. why do so many universes not have pokémon?! you guys are missing out, they're the best.

i did some digging on animals in other universes and... wow, not nearly as cool. pokémon have these crazy powers they use in battle. most people in my world catch and train them while also growing alongside them. the bond you have with your pokémon can run pretty deep. after all, they're more like friends than pets.

[gwendolynstark]

How does one acquire these specimens? I would like to know more about them.

[mournfulroses]

Edna St. Vincent Millay, from a letter featured in The Letters of Edna St. Vincent Millay

[lyrate-lifeform-approximation]

[in celebration of the 1 month anniversary of this blog! an actor au :D and its a completely open rp starter!]

LYLA wiped the back of her hand on her forehead, the blazing heat of the set getting to her.

She had just finished filming one of her parts for the day, and now she was to wait on the sideline for her next queue.

Which could vary from taking one hour to a whole day.

The voice of her manager made her perk up, realizing he was telling her to go to her dressing room to touch up on her looks, and to converse with the other waiting actors.

LYLA nodded before slipping out of the recording room and going down the long winding hallway where she could faintly see some of her coworkers all mingling in the lounge room.

She waved when she walked in, a beaming smile on her face, “Just finished my part! Break time.”

[nan0-sp1der]

The lounge was bustling with activity. Chattering and the plucking of finger foods into ones mouths, discussing their parts and performances. Busy, busy, so busy.

Bridge was never one to take much to the hustle and bustle of the other actors, all so eager to socialize. 'Networking', as one called it. Wasn't it enough that they had to wear the masks of other people? That, half the time, didn't even exist? That was draining enough, and for her personally, it was either one or the other.

So there she sat, in a loveseat in the corner, face buried in the scripts and rehearsing her lines in her head, a bottle of water in her other hand. She was entirely absorbed in her mental rehearsals, she hardly noticed any changes in the room when Lyla announced her presence as she entered. The sound does make her ears perk up, though, and she lifts her head from the stack of papers to cast a side-long glance in her direction, acknowledging her presence.

Bubbly. Extroverted. Charismatic. Three words that described Lyla perfectly well both on-and-off-stage. Bridge was not these things. In fact, she was the exact opposite. Yet, she hardly minded Lyla at all despite the contrast. She rather appreciated it. She granted her a subtle nod and immediately went back to studying her lines.

[gwendolynstark]

Gwendolyn was one of the people eating the hors d'oeuvre in the small food area, she'd never tasted food like these before.

Despite her character being an affluent woman, she didn't grew up in the same state. She only ate foods, expensive ones, now because she could afford it from the money she was able to save up from acting her character.

She looks at Bridge's and LYLA's way, giving them a small wave, before digging in to the snacks. It was exhausting to always wear a long wig, it's a hassle to have long hair that's why she had a pixie cut, making her drastically look different from her character.

[gwendolynstark]

I take it you are the mechanic/engineer type, yes? Assuming you inherited the skill from being a Stark and such.

Why, yes I am. I enjoy the fundamental of creating something with my owns hands, not only benefiting me, but also those who doesn't have the ability to do it themselves.

The Stark heiress proudly explained, she's very pleased with someone acknowledging her forte. The joyous grin on her face showing her delight.

[nan0-sp1der]

This is most useful, knowing we have someone that is skilled with their hands on the team. I terribly hate bothering Miguel with any kind of maintenance when it is something which I cannot carry out myself.

I only hope it isn't too much of a bother if I ask for your help from time-to-time.

[gwendolynstark]

Your assistance is very much appreciated, Bridge. Though, if you do decide to visit me in my workshop, please be minded that it is quite.. a mess. I would love to work with you in the future.

[nan0-sp1der]

⌖

@gwendolynstark

the first 3 emotions my character feels when seeing or thinking of yours:

Intrigue. Acquainted. Déjà vu.

[gwendolynstark]

( They need to interact more)

[gwendolynstark]

Chooey talks ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡

I DID AN ART TRADE RAHHHHH (art trades still open if anyone is interested ʕ⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴥ⁠ꈍ⁠ʔ)

what they gave 🥹🥹 (PeterGwen... Sighhhhhhhhh, I'm indulging in ocxcanon over here.)

WHAT I GAVEEEE (I HAD SOSOSOS MUCH FUNN!!!)

[letojessica-deactivated20250221]

love is the fabric of the universe.

vladmir nabokov in a 1926 letter to his wife véra // la traviata, giuseppe verdi // the antennae galaxies in the midst of colliding, x // speak, memory, vladimir nabokov // heart and soul nebulae, x // interstellar (2014), dir. christopher nolan // divan i shams, rumi

[gwendolynstark]

Chooey talks ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡

Okay, I'm having like an internal debate whether my Gwen will be Iron-Maiden or Spider-Maiden. To be honest, the latter part is lowkey good cause she is a spider variant. Arachnid-Maiden sounds too long and a bit overwhelming to say, so Spider-Maiden it is! Just a little change for my girl!

[spiderman2-99archived]

Can I adopt Bailey Briggs as my son.

How to adopt a child from across the multiverse?

( - @gwendolynstark )

she's asking him like he's Google

No you cannot. You put that random person back where it belongs, so help me.

[ghostly-sunflower]

@gwendolynstark adopt me please

[gwendolynstark]

I would love to, Gwen. But somebody would not let me.

[ghostly-sunflower]

ah, sad then

[gwendolynstark]

Very sad news..

[blackcatrph]

send  an emoji  for  a  starter  based  on  the  trope.

tw:  dark  themes  present  ( blood,  death  etc )

“  my  muse  ”  is  the  muse  of  person  receiving  the  meme.  “  your  muse  ”  is  the  muse  of  the  person  sending  the  meme.

🛏️  -  a  starter  where  our  muses  have  to  share  one  bed.

💍  -  a  starter  where  our  muses  are  enemies  forced  to  marry.

⚔️  -  a  starter  where  our  muses  are  fighting  and  my  muse  admits  their  feelings  for  yours.  (  add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  admit  their  feelings )

😴  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  is  comforting  your  muse  after  a  nightmare.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  comfort  mine )

🤕  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  is  patching  up  your  muse’s  injuries.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  be  patching  up  my  muse’s  injuries. )

🥂  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  drunkenly  confesses  their  true  feelings  about  your  muse  to  them.

💭  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  chooses  to  give  up  their  memories  of  your  muse  to  save  them.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  give  up  their  memories  to  save  mine )

🥊  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  pins  yours  whilst  sparring.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  pin  mine )

🛡️  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  protects  yours  from  a  fight.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  protect  mine. )

🩸  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  is  injured  and  yours  demands  to  know  who  hurt  them.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  be  injured )

💋  -  a  starter  where  our  muses  have  to  kiss  to  maintain  their  cover.

🧑‍🤝‍🧑 -  a  starter  where  our  muses  are  fake  dating.

🤐  -  a  starter  where  our  muses  have  to  pretend  they’re  not  dating.

🤯  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  recognises  yours  from  a  past  life,  but  your  muse  does  not  remember  them.

☠️  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  admits  their  true  feelings  for  your  muse  after  believing  they’re  about  to  die,  but  they  survive.  (  add + reverse  for  your  muse  to  admit  their  feelings  to  mine )

🔪  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  kills  to  protect  your  muse.  ( add + reverse  for  your  muse  to  kill  to  protect  mine )

💔  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  breaks  your  muse’s  heart  to  save  them.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  break  my  muse’s  heart )

🌪️  -  a  starter  where  our  muses  are  trapped  together  during  a  storm.

💰  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  has  to  seduce  yours  for  information.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  try  to  seduce  mine )

✋   -  a  starter  where  my  muse  traces  your  muse’s  scars.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  trace  my  muse’s  scars )

🫂  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  runs  to  embrace  yours  after  winning  a  battle.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  embrace  mine )

👗  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  helps  yours  get  ready  for  a  fancy  event  [ eg.  fixing  their  tie,  zipping  their  dress ]  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  help  mine  get  ready )

[petalsprompts]

𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ; " 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡, 𝑤ℎ𝑦, 𝑤ℎ𝑜, ℎ𝑜𝑤 ? "

change pronouns, tenses and other details as deemed necessary. & please specify muse when sending to a mumu.

What  did  you  do?

Why  won't  you  look  at  me?

How  did  we  get  here?

Why  did  you  do  that?

What  have  you  planned?

What  have  we  done?

Why  can't  we  fix  this?

How  do  we  live  with  this?

Why  do  we  keep  doing  this?

How  did  you  find  out?

Who  else  knew?

What  did  they  say?

How  did  you  get  here?

Who  did  this?

What  can  be  done?

What's  the  point?

Why  do  you  still  love  me?

How  can  you  be  like  this?

What  happened?

Who  can  be  trusted?

Why  don't  you  talk  to  me  anymore?

Why  can't  we  go  back  to  before?

What's  next?

How  does  it  end?

Who  told  you?

What  happened  next?

Who  did  you  see?

Why  did  you  leave?

What  made  you  come  back?

What's  wrong  with  this  picture?

How  do  you  know?

Who  should  I  believe?

How  can  you  still  keep  smiling?

What  can  I  do?

How  can  I  help?

Who  am  I?

Why  are  we  here?

[eviesource]

✿‧̥ the way you portray your muse is amazing. don't discredit all the love you pour into your blog. from your threads , headcanons , and other posts. no matter if they're an oc or a canon , the rpc is so lucky to have you as part of it. thank you for being here and making this space a better place ! thank you for sharing your portrayal with us ! never let anyone take away the joy you have in writing your character , because you being in this space does matter.