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* ˚ ✦ I don't know if you're taking requests, but I have an idea kinda like mamma mia! here we go again. Where Y/N is 25 years old and lives in Greece and is now taking care of the hotel after Natasha's passing, until one day Y/N finds out she is pregnant with Peter Parker's child and when the baby is born a spirit of Natasha appears at the baptism because Y/N is afraid she won't be a good mother like her mama Natasha. So Natasha gives Y/N an emotional speech about how much she is proud of her, how much she loves her, and she slowly sings an emotional lullaby as she slowly starts fading away into the afterlife now that Y/N is soon to be ready to let her go and then at night after the baptism Y/N is holding her baby next to peter humming one of natasha's lullabies as a shooting star slowly appears in the sky knowing Natasha will always be watching over her, peter, and their newborn baby :(

quick an : i changed it up a little bit to not be an exact copy of mamma mia, i hope that's okay <3

my love, my life - amanda seyfried, lily james & meryl streep
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warning natasha is dead (yes this is still a warning), yn forgetting peter, sad but happy-ish ending
age 25

!ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. THIS IS MY OWN STORY!

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Your life before the blip was what you could call perfect.

You had just graduated from MIT with an engineering degree, with your long term boyfriend, Peter and your friends.

The both of you were planning to come back to New York City and settle there. Peter had an opportunity with Stark Industry waiting for him there, and the both of you were desperate to be closer to your family after spending years in Massachusetts, even though you were just five hours away.

You saw your mama whenever it was possible, the now blonde woman was still on the run from Ross but still tried to be present in your life as much as possible. She did a good job keeping up with your life and you appreciated her efforts. You tried to tell her not to contact you, you didn't want her to end up in the Raft, but Natasha would rather be in contact with you even if she risked her freedom than completely disappear from your life for God knows how long.

You and Peter made your tiny shoebox flat your home, and after a little while he popped the question. The ring he picked was absolutely perfect to represent the promise of a lifetime. Naturally, you said yes. You eloped and got married somewhere remote so Natasha could attend the ceremony. You refused to get married without her there with you.

Everything was perfect.

Absolutely perfect until it wasn't.

You were pregnant when the blip happened. You and Peter were so excited, Natasha remembered the enthusiastic phone call she received from the both of you. She was ecstatic and so were you. You were brainstorming baby names on the phone every week, and Natasha would talk about taking you baby clothes shopping. Every choice you made, you ran by the redhead, subconsciously wanting her approval even though you were now a grownup.

Naturally, it totally destroyed her. Natasha lost her sister and parents, but also her daughter and her son-in-law and her unborn grandchild. Everything she had built for herself after escaping the red room was stripped away from her with such violence that she almost couldn't believe it. But your absence was a constant reminder as well as the void you left behind.