Avengers: Endgame

Since I was a kid, Nat has always been my absolute favorite, even though I had never set foot infront of the tv to watch a single Marvel movie back then. My brother was the one who introduced me to the franchise because he's an avid watcher. Little me decided to choose her because I thought the name Black Widow was badass. I’d go up to people asking me who my favorite was, and I’d tell them her—despite not even knowing her face. Before watching Marvel, I was already aware of her death, but witnessing it was just beyond devastating and disappointing at the same time. I won’t wish for anything but for this woman to come back from the dead. (I'm sorry this is just my attachment issues acting up) P.S. i cried 14 times yes ive kept count because i figured id bawl my eyes out after witnessing the events of infinity war lmaoo