IMAGINE !
o. YOU TRY TO CONVINCE PETER THAT YOU'LL BE OKAY . . . [ FOR FULL EFFECT, LISTEN TO LAY ME DOWN BY SAM SMITH ]

ENDGAME AU & SPOILERS !

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Vormir.

    "What you seek lies in front of you, as does what you fear," Peter and y/n silently walk towards the edge of the cliff hand-in-hand, setting their eyes on whatever lied below. The only noise passing through their ears is the howling wind and their boots scraping across the rocks.

    The two teenagers, as well as the rest of their team, simply thought it was an easy route - just get the stone and go, but it was far from that. What Nebula had failed to mention was the price that had to be paid to retrieve the soul stone.

    "In order to take the stone, you must loose that which you love," Peter immediately squeezes y/n's hand, pulling her away from the edge and into his arms. "An everlasting exchange - a soul for a soul."

Y/n removes her gaze from the horizon, locking eyes with Peter. Both of their eyes were drained of color, somberness invading every ounce of their body. Their mouths went dry, not wanting to face the unbearable reality of what had to happen for the soul stone. It wasn't a coincidence that Thanos didn't return with both the stone and his daughter.

    "Pete, Queens needs you more than they need me," y/n whispers, failing to look him in the eyes as the words spilled out of her lips. "I love you, so so much, please don't forget about that."

In a split second, y/n lets go of Peter's hand, beginning to run towards the place she was standing moments ago. Whatever it takes.

She knew that Peter would be left behind, most likely heartbroken for the rest of his life, but without the stone, they would both be. Peter had May waiting for his safe return back home, but she didn't.

"Y/n, no," Peter shouts above the wind, immediately throwing his hand out and swirling her hand in a web before she could reach the end of the ledge.

Y/n furrows her eyebrows. "So you're doing it? Peter, you still have May, I-I don't want her to go through loosing you too." Peter opens his mouth to speak, but is evidently cut off by y/n taking a step back and disappearing below the rocks.

    Peter immediately follows in her footsteps, catching both himself and her before it was too late. The only thing keeping them both up was the thin string of web, loosely latched onto a rock.

    She looks up at him with a mix of sadness and fear in her eyes. "You have to let me go Peter. It's okay, I'll be okay," y/n whimpers, their hand beginning to grow tired from holding onto Peter's arm.

    "I can't," Peter sobs, feeling his grip loosen on her wrist. His vision begins to cloud up from his tears, but he still can barely see y/n's small and comforting smile.

    It takes him a second before he realizes that the grip on his arm is no longer there, his heart  begins to shatter as he pulls himself up to the surface.

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this is, by far, one of the saddest chapters I've ever written, but I saw endgame for the second time yesterday and I had this insane idea sooo yikes x

also at first it was rlly good but then my writing turned to predictable, old book me, cliche trash ew

also, in case you didn't see my mb a while ago, happy pride month babes 💘