Spiderman/ Superfamily One Shots

The aftermath of war

Infinity war and endgame spoilers ahead so if you haven't watched it then don't read this also why the fuck haven't you?

Peter P Stark was gone but the world still spun and Tony Stark didn't understand how. How could the ray of sunshine and goodness that he had loved be gone, reduced to nothing. how could the world still turn like he had never existed at all?

He had lost apart of himself when Peter left him on that dead world a million miles from home, a hole the size of the moon that had crushed him torn into his heart, his sons last words echoed through his head like a song on repeat, the pain and terror on his face as he begged it to stop still burnt into the back of his eyelids every time he blinked. It physically hurt as though someone was stabbing him over and over with a blunt knife

But of course no one could understand that , because what did Tony Stark have to loose ?

When he climbed of that wretched ship, panic overtook him what if they hadn't made it then he spotted Rhodey and relief hit him his best friend was ok, and then there standing so close he could smell her perfume was Pepper, His beautiful Pepper Potts . He let a single sob escape his cracked lips before she was running towards him tears streaking down her face they stumbled into each other, holding onto one another like there lives depended on it " where's Peter" she whispered, Tony broke down then,the grief and guilt to much for him " no no no no no NO " she sobbed sliding down to the ground pulling tony down with her. they sobbed into each other, pepper whispering her dead child's name over and over again until her voice was gone her mouth still forming the word until she passed out from exhaustion

The team didn't understand ,the two had each other who did they have to mourn? only Nat, Rhodey and Clint understood,but since Clint had gone of grid and Rhodey was off world helping what was left of the guardians, Natasha had been the only other person who could help them mourn the empty hole in there chest that had once been filled by a Peter Benjamin Parker Stark.

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Broken sobs escaped Thor's lips as he cradled his brother. his little brother.

A lifetime of Memories flashed through his head as tears streamed down his haggard face dripping onto the black leather covering Loki's chest. how could he have let this happen,How could he have let this happen, he had sworn to protect his brother and he had failed him when he had needed him most. He had just gotten him back and now....He whispered to the gods to watch over his brother in Valhalla as the ship around him ripped apart

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Natasha's body lay at the bottom of the chasim, blood streaking the snow turning it a brilliantly savage crimson. Tears trailed down Clints face in an incomprehensible quantity that just wouldn't stop.

The touch of her hand still lingured from where he had grasped it, her voice ,but a whisper still rung in his ears....reassuring him. In a way if he closed his eyes tightly he could imagine her playfully scolding him about being so silly as to think he could rid himself so easily of her, and in those moments it was easy to believe that she really wasn't gone....but she was

Guilt and grief weighed down on him and he felt a thousand times heavier. It was all his fault damit, if he had been quicker, if he had just gotten their before her......

His breath hitched as the cold reality set in......his best friend was dead

He would never see her smile again, never watch her make a joke or tease someone again, he could never make her another sandwich or remind her that she was enough, she could never receive another hug from cooper or artwork from lila, he could never reasure her after a bad nightmare or make her smile again

All that precious time wasted when he should have been helping her

All he could think about was her.

The way he face lit up when she smiled, or the way her eyes held a mischeivios gleam after they had pranked someone together.

The way she alwys cut her sandwitches 3 milimeters from the center because of the time she had almost cut through her own finger or always stole other peoples clothes.

He thought about how Natasha-ie, Natasha had been and one thought lingered in the back of his mind

It should have been me

I should have been me

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Tony stark was dead. his body lay barley a meter from his sobbing son and his tearful wife, his beautiful rays of joy and sunlight, the real reason the world could go back to the way it was before.

How did the sun still shine Peter wondered, when the brightest light of them all had been snuffed out like a candel in the wind.

Others...those who would later be doubt heros, looked on in pity as Pepper Stark held her son and Peter Stark held his mother, they held each other as if the other would fall apart if they let go.

No child should have to go through what he had, no brother  should have to tell his sister that their dad wasn't coming home, no mother should have to comfort her son to help keep away the horrible nightmares and panick attacks or remove bullets from his side

In a perfect world No one should have to sacrifice themselves the way Anthony Edward Stark had, no mother, no daughter ,no son, no friend.....nobody should ever have to say their last goodbye so close to their first hello.

But the world isnt perfect, its a horrible ugly place, so Peter Stark had to write his goodbyes and Morgan H Stark had to say hers. Together they watched as the first and last arc of Tony Stark slowly driffted towards the horrison, tears silently blurring their vision, his last smile carved into the back of their eyelids, his last words buzzing in their ears

"I love you 3000"

I'm depressed....obviously

- LA out mothertruckers

Edited on the 26 of November: just saying I wrote this whole thing at 3 in the morning and it's actually not bad