“Hey, sweetheart.” Tony took a deep breath and pushed it out. “What’s the last thing you remember?” “You’d been sucked into some kind of fight with a giant purple fucker. I was on Earth and trying to keep New York from getting leveled again,” Dom reported.
Tony drew in a final deep breath as he tensed his hand as he got ready. He stared up at Thanos as he finally shut up. He held up his hand and prepared to snap his fingers to release the Stones. “I. Am. Ironman. And you are a dead man,” he announced before he snapped his fingers.
The worst day of his life happened 5 years ago and Tony was just fucking tired. Thanos’ snap of his fingers had taken out half of all life everywhere and the center of his personal universe, so Tony had decided that he was hanging on just long enough to make sure that the Purple Fucker paid. It took longer than he wanted, but he held on. So when he got the Infinity Stones in their gauntlet on his fist he snapped his fingers for so many, many reasons. But the biggest reason of all was justice. Then he woke up.
