Request: ‘ello love, id like to request an imagine where the reader is Tonys Daughter and she’s fighting with the avengers. So when they were- um, dying or disappearing or whatever, he tries to hold her and she says she was proud she went our fighting or smth
Please don’t plagiarize my work – I spend a lot of my time writing, copying and pasting destroys that. If you want to repost my work. please ask first – but even then I might say no.
Requests are OPEN!!!
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Nothing’s more hateful
There was a pain, and you glanced down at yourself, trying to find a wound but found nothing. It was impossible. The pain you felt flood you was definitely there, and it was almost deafening. It hurt, so badly. Clutching at your stomach, you turned around, finding Tony’s eyes already on you.
“Dad,” you rasped, voice cracking. “There’s…” You hesitated a moment, taking a step forward. “There’s something wrong. It-It hurts…” You felt your knees give out from beneath you, and suddenly you were plummeting. Tony caught you in his arms, his own knees sliding across the rough terrain below the both of you. In the midst of your panic, you realized he’d yet to say anything.
Glancing up at your dad, and seeing the look in yours eyes, you realized one thing. You were dying.
than failing
You didn’t know how or why. But you could just feel it, and the panic in Tony’s eyes only confirmed it. You didn’t want to die though, and you felt your eyes water at the reality of it. This hardly felt fair. You were just a kid.
And oh God, the burning would just not stop.
You raised your hand, desperately reaching out for Tony’s own. He grabbed it, and you were in too much discomfort to notice the great deal of emotional turmoil on your father’s face. Instead, you felt your breath get caught in your throat and you watched as the hand that had once gripped your father’s turned into dust.
to protect
You wanted him to say something. You wanted to hear your father’s voice one final time. But you knew you wouldn’t. Everything was happening so quick, and you couldn’t even begin to imagine what this was doing to him. Tony blamed himself for everything, and you dying would only solidify that.
“Dad,” you rasped, feeling your eyes grow unimaginably heavy. You just wanted to close them… “I’m happy,” you whispered, “I got to fight by your side. Just once…”
With those finally words, you felt yourself leaving. Your eyes never left Tony’s, remaining stuck to his gaze as your face slowly dispersed into ashes.
the one you love.
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yes, the quote if from Game of Thrones.
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