Tom Holland/Spiderman x reader

goodbye, Iron-Dad..

This is a Peter Parker x reader, but it isn't connected to "Stark's Daughter." You are his daughter, it's just not a chapter of that. WARNING: This is basically a bit reenactment of endgame, SO SAD TONY VIBES. don't read this if you're sensitive to that, because I know I am. But, here I am. Writing this. :)
Ahah, pray for me.

This will have the song, Memories, by early rise. It inspired me to write this.

Funny how in just one moment,
Things can turn upside down

"Dad! Dad, please!" I pleaded, my vision going blurry from the tears streaming down my cheeks. I couldn't believe this was happening. But, the consequences of being hero, sadly always play out..

Just to the wrong people.

Wish I could turn back time to when you were still, around

I desperately screamed my dad's name, as his limp burnt body just sat there.
"Dad?! Dad, we did it! We-" I had to pause for a moment, my throat was sore and dry from my frantic crying, "w-we won, Dad!" I attempted to sound happy, but to no avail.

How could I be, my father was lying lifelessly infront of me.

Now all I've got left is memories, of your face smiling at me. You used to say that we should all just handle this, differently.

My hope was draining. My father was gone. I shook my head, my tears becoming like a waterfall down my face. He knew this was his fate, it was why he was warning me about life before the war started.
"No!" I screamed, collapsing onto his chest while tightly hugging him. "No! Dad.. why you! Why not- why not me!" I screamed, anger and sadness evident in my voice. I struggled as someone started pulling me back, thrashing and screaming as the tears never ended, but I stopped resisting after a while.

Took us on by surprise, no, we never saw this coming. Always were, always will be, our hero. With no warning sign, one day, they came and, they took you away.

"Why.." I whimpered, tearing my eyes away from the sight infront of me. I couldn't bare to look any longer, it was killing me. I turned around and pressed my head against the person's chest, crying uncontrollably. I clawed at their back, though they probably didn't feel it.
"i-it's.. it's going to be okay, Sarah.." an all to familiar voice croaked in a hushed tone. Once I realized who it was, I pressed myself closer to him.

Remember everything that you said, that we could never fully trust them.

Today was the day. I stared at myself in the mirror, dressed in a black dress and heels. I took a deep, shakey, breath. This was it. The day I hoped to get closure. Tears threatened to fall, but I clamped my eyes shut and took deep breaths, calmly walking out my door.

Wish I could say I disagree, but, I know they're the ones to blame.

As I reached the front of our house, I stood in the door way, too see everyone's heads turn to me. I cracked a tiny, broken smile, and walked down the small pathway. My eyes drifted down to the small box resting at my feet, on it, was my father's heart that kept him alive for all these years. On it, read, 'Proof Tony Stark did have a heart'

Destroyed every group, we once said, 'nothing we can do now that you've gone away, to bring you back..'

A small tear ran down my cheek, as memories from as long as I could remember came flooding back. When he taught me how to ride a bicycle, to when he taught me how to code and hack tech systems.. and, of course, when he gave me my own Iron Suit. I fell to my knees as Peter rushed to my side, kneeling next to me with a comforting hand on my back.

Took us all by surprise, no, we never saw this coming.

I held the box in my hands softly, a small smile, yet pained smile appearing on my lips. My dad always joked about having a heart, if anyone said otherwise. It was his thing. He truly was a hero.

Always were always will be, our hero.
With no warning sign, one day, they came, and, they took you away.

I slowly stood up, Peter never leaving my side. My father was right, Peter was basically a second shadow. He was always there if you needed him, and he'd listen to everything you had to say.

Things can be so unfair, you were taken way, before your time.

I gently placed the box in the stream, kissing my finger and softly placing it on the wooden cube. I gave it a small tap to help it float away, my cheeks were tear stained, and my hands were trembling.
"Goodbye, Father. W-we love you.." I whispered under my breath as my voice cracked, watching the small object float down away.

Now we're all standing here, nothing left for us to say, don't wanna leave you behind...

I turned to Peter, looking into his eyes with a heart broken expression. I broke down, sobbing loudly and falling into his chest. He wrapped his arms around me tightly, cradling my head with one arm. He pressed his lips against the top of my head, dragging out a long kiss before placing his head on top of mine. My breathing was uneven and shakey, as was Peter's, as we embraced eachother's company and comfort.

Took us on by surprise, no, we never saw this coming. Always were always will be, our hero.

After I had settled down, everyone went inside to watch a hologram my dad had left for us. We watched it, and basically everyone was bawling. My father left the Stark tower for me, aswell as the whole Stark's company. He would always brag about how he had a whole company, it was his go to come back if he was ever in an argument.

I quietly chuckled to myself, everyone getting up to have something to eat, and just talk.

With no warning sign, one day, they came and, they took you away.

"Hey, everyone." I greeted, forcing a smile. Everyone's gaze averted to me, as a sympathetic and worrisome look flashed over all their faces. Steve walked over to me, opening his arms wide for a hug, which I gladly accepted.
"Hey, how you holding up?" He asked gently, rubbing my back in comforting circles. I let out a small giggle as I pulled away, flashing a smile up at him.
"I'm doing better. I'm just glad I got some closure." I muttered quieter than I intended to. I cleared my throat and walked over to Peter, who was heading my way, and basically fell on to him. He caught me quickly, holding onto my hand tightly.
"Sarah, I think you need to rest.. you haven't slept properly in weeks, come on." He commented gently as I nodded and smiled up at him.

Peter helped me up the stairs, making sure not to rush me. I looked up at his concerned face, smiling at him. He tilted his head slightly, and quietly asked, "what's up, hun?"
I giggled quietly as we entered my room and sat on my bed, and I rested my head on his shoulder.
"Thank you, Pete. Really. I know how hard all of this was on you.. yet, all the time that you put aside.. for me. It means alot." I smile, quietly sighing. His lips curved up into a smile as he stared into my eyes adoringly.
"Anything for you, Hun. Anything." My heart fluttered, and for a moment, I forgot about what happened. All I cared about at that moment, was Peter and I. I smiled up at him as he planted a soft kiss on my lips, and I of course kissed back. We laid down on the bed, as I rested my head on his chest. His heart beat was steady and soothing, and I soon found myself drifting to sleep.
"I love you, Spider-Baby.." I mumbled, hearing him chuckle underneath me,
"I love you too, Iron-Girl."

WOOOOO congrats if you made it this far! Not gonna lie, I cried four times while writing this, because all I could think about was the scene in endgame where Peter was talking to Tony.. haha, anyway. Thank you for reading, I hope I didn't upset you too much
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