Proposal: Natasha waited patiently for your arival home from your shift at work. Everything was perfect. Pictures laid across the floor, scattered into a position so they formed letters. She paced around, a small Tiffany box in her hand.

When you opened the door of your apartment, your eyes widened as the words "Will you marry me?"were spelled out in pictures on the floor. They widened even more when you saw the Tiffany box in Nat's hand.

Before she could even say anything, you ran up to her and crashed your lips upon hers. You pulled away and said a breathless "Yes!" and Nat smiled.

See, she thought. This isn't as hard as Barton made it sound.

Rings:

Engagement Announcement:

Your Dress:

(Harley Quinn)

Her Dress:

(Poison Ivy)

Hair:

Or

Venue/Decor:
Motherland Calls, Volgograd, Russia.

Food:
Borscht, Beef Stroganoff, Pelmeni, Caviar, and of course the Cake.

Maid of Honor:
Sue Storm. (Your best friend and a good friend of Natasha.)

Best Man:
Steve Rogers. (Your male best friend and Natasha's best friend. Sue got him mixed up with Johnny a lot.)

Who Walks You Down The Aisle:
Clint Barton. (Literally the biggest Natasha X Y/n shipper ever.)

Her Reaction When You Walk Down The Aisle:

Vows:
Her: Y/N, I have red on my ledger that's not going away any time soon. My heart is sealed, but everytime I look at you, it opens back up. I love you, and I promise to never hurt you. Along with that, I vow to never put you in harm's way. Till death do us part.
You: Natasha, You are the most gorgeous, courageous, fantastic woman I have ever met. I love every ounce of you, and I vow to show that every day of our lives. I am proud to be your wife, and I'm proud to be marrying you right now. I love you.

Honeymoon:
Las Vegas, Nevada.
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