Peter Parker // Tom Holland // one shots

Dad no!

⚠️**Endgame Spoiler Alert** figured I'd say it again. ⚠️

You were running and running trying to fight all of thanos' warriors. You were fighting with Peter, your boyfriend, and you two were a great team. Your dad, tony stark, was fighting/talking to thanos. You were trying to watch but you had to fight instead.

Peter and you finished off the guys and Peter looked traumatized when he took his mask off. Your dad had made you from a lab and you were just meant to be an avenger in his eyes. But you turned into daughter. And he turned into dad. You have the same electromagnet in your chest as he did.

The mask came off your face and you giggled at Peter, not realizing what he had done when he got off that bus that one day.

You walked over a little more to your dad. Your full helmet came off. You two watched and did nothing. Thanos had snapped his fingers again and you hid your face in Peters chest.

But nothing happened.

You looked up and realized the stones were gone. Your dad had them and had them in his hand. Your jaw dropped and realized what he was about to do.

"And I........am iron man." You managed to hear him say.

He brought his hand up. He smirked.

You started running and running. This was suppose to be you.....you doing this. You were a robot after all. You weren't human and could survive this. If only you didn't get lost in getting Peter back then you could realize what you had to do to save everyone.....

"DAD NO!" You yelled with your hand out.

He looked over at you and shook his head. He snapped his fingers and screamed out in pain.

"DAD!" You yelled flying back from the force he set off.

You landed and immediately got back up. You sprinted of and found him on the ground. Peter came running behind you. You knelt down by your almost dead father. You picked him up and held him. He struggled and didn't say anything.

You started crying. You looked up and saw everyone disappear into thin air. All disappeared and then thanos did and you sighed in relief. You looked back down at your dad. He stood up and tried walking out of nowhere. You stood up.

"Hey hey, just take a seat ok, you're pretty beat up." You said, obviously meaning he's almost dead.

He sat down and tried breathing but it was difficult for him. Your mom came running up from behind. Peter stood there, almost about to start balling his eyes out.

"Hey, Hey, dad it's ok. It's gonna be ok." You said.

Peter knelt beside you.

"Dad, w-we won. We finally won. We did it." You said starting to cry again.

There was silence for a few seconds.

"Friday," Pepper, your mom, said.

"Health status is low." She said.

You looked down as, what felt like, a billion years poured out of your eyes.

"Dad, it's ok. You can rest now. We'll be ok. Morgan will be ok. Everything....will be ok." You said.

He moved his head. The light in his chest turned off.

He was dead.

"It should've been me." You whispered.

Peter heard you but didn't say anything. We all stood up and he was carried out and home.

~one week later~

It was the day of the funeral. You got dressed into a black dress. You walked out with Morgan and Pepper. You carried his 'heart' out and everyone was standing around the lake by the house. You set it down in a basket with flowers around it and put it in the water. Peter stood beside you and May stood behind him.

"This is proof we both have hearts, even though we technically aren't full humans, we still have hearts and feelings. You put me here today and let me have a life. I'm just sad that I couldn't give you life too. It should've been me to do what you did. Not to make me be seen as the hero, but because we would both still be here. Thank you for saving everyone, dad. You will be remember by billions." You said as you placed the basket in the water.

You and your family pushed it and it drifted away. You were holding Morgan's hand but you couldn't hold back the tears anymore. You hid your face in Peters chest and he held you tight and let you cry and cry.

~another week goes by~

Captain America is over 100 years old now. You spend a lot of time with him talking about his life. You're interested in it since your father told him to get one for a while.

But it's been a while since you touched your suit. Every time you had to fight, you stayed home. You couldn't stop thinking about your dad, or Natalie, or Steve. A lot of thought filled your mind. It distracted you from everything.

You couldn't live your life normally after everything had happened. Nothing would be the same, Morgan would grow up without a father.

You would be the one to continue his legacy. You didn't know how, you didn't know when, you just knew it had to happen one day.

And you worked hard for that feat.