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12 Prompts of Christmas Masterlist

General Fic (No Pairings): A Christmas Apart by @neonshrike Superhero Snowball Fight by @neonshrike

Deke Shaw/OC: A Kiss Under The Mistletoe by @random-writerings

Daisy Johnson/OC: The Naughty List by @random-writerings

Tony Stark/OC: Christmas Even Proposal by @claudette13

Wanda Maximoff/OC: Tree Decorating by @random-writerings

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❄️ Happy holidays! Here's a masterlist of drabbles/edits I did for the Twelve Prompts of Christmas event run by @marvel-oc-hub ❄️

🎄 Decorating the tree at Avengers Tower - Mitch x Wanda

🎄 “You're going on Santa’s naughty list” - Zoya x Daisy

🎄 Kiss under the mistletoe - Kris x Deke

🎄 Tony Stark’s annual Christmas party - Mitch x Wanda // Zoya x Daisy // Connie x Bucky

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Pairing: Bucky Barnes x OC (Connie Winter)

Prompt: Tony Stark's Howard Stark's annual Christmas Party

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Pairing: Daisy Johnson x OC (Zoya Petrova)

Prompt: Tony Stark's annual Christmas party

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Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x OC (Heather Mitchell)

Prompt: Tony Stark's annual Christmas party

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Mistletoe

Pairing: Deke Shaw x OC (Kris Fletcher)

Prompt: Kiss under the mistletoe

Set: post-S7

Word Count: 0.7k

“You’re under the mistletoe!” Alya cried, delighted. “That means you have to kiss now.”

Kris sighed, annoyed at being caught unawares. Deke had been very excited about Christmas and, while it was adorable, it did get on her nerves a little. She had mixed feelings about Christmas because it was always the time of year when she missed her parents the most. 

But Fitzsimmons had insisted that she come spend the holiday with them. She didn’t want to intrude on their first family Christmas, but Jemma had reminded her that she was basically family anyway; and not just because she was dating Deke, but also because she was Jemma’s best friend. 

Since Halloween ended, Deke had been acting like an overexcited little kid about Christmas. Kris had endured two months straight of him blasting Christmas songs, buying more decorations than they needed, going overboard when it came to buying presents, wearing ugly Christmas jumpers, and making Santa lists with Alya. Okay, that last one was really cute, but the other things were driving her nuts. This was the first Christmas Deke was spending with his family, so Kris understood why he was excited. After all, he had missed out on previous Christmases because he had been separated from his family – in 2018 Fitz was dead and Jemma was in space, and the only other Christmas he had had was when he was stuck by himself in the 80s. And, of course, he could now celebrate Christmas with his mum, which was lovely. But, Kris had to admit, Deke did go over-the-top sometimes.

And one of these over-the-top things was buying mistletoe. Kris had laughed and said it was a cute tradition, but there was no way he was hanging that up in their house. He had relented eventually (not without pouting about it) but secretly smuggled the mistletoe sprig to Jemma and Fitz’s house. With Jemma’s help, he had put it up in the living room doorway, much to Kris and Fitz’s annoyance. Alya laughed at their affectionate eye-rolling and had been scheming with Jemma and Deke to get Fitz and Kris underneath the mistletoe with their respective partners all day. Jemma had succeeded just before dinner, kissing Fitz sweetly and making him blush a little. 

Kris was determined to stay away. She wasn’t opposed to PDA, but it felt a little weird when both Jemma’s parents and Fitz’s mum were in the same room. Not only had she known them since she was young, but they also knew that Deke was their great-grandson. Not that that mattered – she just felt like there was a time and a place for physical affection and a family Christmas wasn't it. 

But now that everyone else had gone home, and it was just Fitzsimmons, Alya, Deke, and Kris, he had finally trapped her under the damned thing. Or rather, she had let her guard down, she chastised herself. 

They stood facing each other, squeezed into the narrow doorway, their chests brushing as they breathed. The mistletoe hung between them, their faces inches apart.

She stared up at Deke, eyebrow raised. Well, if this was happening, she would at least have some fun with it.

“Well, this feels familiar.” 

Deke grinned at her, knowing full well she was referring to their first kiss. “Does it? You may need to remind me.”

Kris shook her head, smiling. Then she grabbed the front of his Christmas jumper, pulling his lips down to meet hers. Deke smiled against her lips, cupping her cheek with one hand. His other hand moved to her hip, holding her close. Kris’ arms wound their way over his shoulders, her hands resting on the back of his neck. 

Then she pulled away, grinning at his slightly flustered expression. She loved that he still got flustered.

“That jog your memory?” she teased him.

“Uh … no. I think I may need a more thorough reminder.” He leaned in again, but they were interrupted by Fitz sighing loudly.

 “Hey, that’s enough kissing.” 

“Yes, Gramps.” Deke rolled his eyes while Jemma giggled at them.

Kris chuckled. “Oh, these boring old grandparents with their old-fashioned views.”

“Ha ha ha. Very funny,” Fitz replied sarcastically. “Doctor Who’s coming on, so either sit down or get out of my house.”

Kris’ ears perked up at that. She excitedly grabbed Deke’s hand, swiftly dragging him across the room. They collapsed onto the sofa, getting comfy as the Christmas Special began. The whole family watched intently, ending the busy day with a quiet night in.

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The Naughty List

Pairing: Daisy Johnson x OC (Zoya Petrova)

Prompt: "You're going on Santa's naughty list."

Set: between IW and Endgame

Word Count: 0.9k

“Alright, be careful,” Zoya warned with a laugh. 

Daisy grimaced. “I'm starting to regret this.” 

She was sitting in front of Zoya, gripping the motorcycle handlebars tightly. Daisy had been joking for weeks about taking Zoya’s bike 'out for a spin’ until she eventually relented. 

Well, sort of. They were only driving around the parking lot of the Avengers compound, but close enough. And Zoya would be on hand to reach forward and take over if Daisy lost control. Nothing could go wrong. She hoped.

“You'll be fine. I'm right here.” Zoya rubbed her waist reassuringly. “Now, turn the ignition. Squeezed the clutch … and push the engine start button.” She pointed at each part as she spoke, with Daisy dutifully following her instructions. The engine roared to life beneath them. “Now, turn the throttle towards you, slowly.”

Daisy did just that and they began to move off. A laugh escaped her lips as they rode around the parking lot. They weren't going very fast but it was enough to make the already cold air nip their exposed skin. Zoya diligently kept an eye on the asphalt, warning Daisy of upcoming patches of ice so she could avoid them.

“I see why you like this,” Daisy said over her shoulder, careful to keep her eyes ahead of her. “It's … exhilarating.”

“It sure is. Strange to be the one in the backseat, though.” Zoya grinned. “If you want, you can shift it up a gear, go a bit faster.” 

Daisy's smile grew. “Hell yeah.”

The longer they rode, the more Zoya could feel Daisy’s confidence growing. She completely relaxed – her grip on the handlebars loosened up, her shoulders weren't as tense. She seemed to be enjoying herself and that made Zoya very happy; they hadn't had much time to themselves since the Snap, so they seized every opportunity they could.

“Alright, I think we should head inside. It gets dark so early now, huh?

“Well, it is December, дорогая,” Zoya chuckled. “But if you want to stop, that's fine.”

“Yeah, so how do I stop this thing again?” 

“Close the throttle and press the brake pedals.”

Daisy hummed in acknowledgement. She glanced away from the space ahead for a moment, looking down to make sure her feet were in the right place, but it was long enough. 

The front tire ran over a patch of black ice, causing the bike to skid. Daisy froze up, unsure what to do. Zoya reacted faster, stretching forward to grab the handlebars. She guided them to a stop just before they hit the cars lined up outside the garage.

They both breathed a sigh of relief. 

“I'm sorry, I didn't see –” 

“Don't worry,” Zoya cut her off gently. “It happens all the time. Are you okay?” Her eyes searched Daisy’s, concerned. 

“Yeah, I'm fine. Little shaken, but nothing serious.” Daisy attempted a small smile. Then her eyes widened. “Did I damage your bike?”

They stood up to inspect it and Daisy winced at the small scratch on the black paintwork.

“Sorry,” she mumbled. 

“Hey, like I said, it's okay. It's just a scratch, no serious damage. And even if there was,” she stepped towards Daisy, wrapped her arms around her waist, “it's not more important than your safety.”

“You know, you really have gone soft,” Daisy teased lightly. 

Zoya grinned. “Yeah. Totally your fault.” Then she leaned in and kissed her girlfriend sweetly. It was only when she felt Daisy's hot breath on her face that Zoya realised just how cold she was. When they pulled away, she rested her forehead against Daisy's. “We should really head inside, I'm freezing.”

“Me too.” Daisy shivered.

As Zoya grabbed the bike, something caught her eye. She bent down to inspect it further and realised that the back tire had hit one of the cars. A small dent now adorned the bumper of the bright red car. 

“Uh oh, I think we've damaged this car. We should probably let the owner …” she trailed off, suddenly realising who the car belonged to, “... know.”

Daisy's eyes widened. “Oh no.”

The car they had hit was a certain cherry-red 1962 Chevrolet Corvette – Coulson's beloved Lola.

“Oh, you're definitely going on Santa's naughty list for that,” Zoya joked.

“Naughty list be damned. He's going to kill me.” Daisy just stared at the dent in horror. Then she frowned. “Hang on, why are you blaming me? You're the one who stopped the bike.”

“Yeah, but you were the one driving. Technically.”

“And who's fault is that? You convinced me –”

“You've been asking for ages –”

“And I failed my driving test, so that's on you.” 

Zoya opened her mouth to retort but paused. “Hang on, what? You failed …? But, you lived in a van …”

Daisy just shrugged. “Also, it's your bike, so your responsibility.”

Zoya blinked at her, unable to argue back. 

“Both of you are at fault.” They turned around to see May standing in the garage doorway, her arms crossed. Daisy cursed under her breath. 

“May, we didn't mean –”

“We're really sorry –”

May held up her hand and they shut their mouths. Her eyes scanned them and Zoya's stomach flipped. Only May was able to make her this nervous. 

“I saw the whole thing. It was an accident, and I'm sure Coulson will understand.” She paused, contemplating. “But, in the spirit of Christmas, I won't tell him if you don't.”

“He'll notice eventually.” Daisy played with her hands anxiously. 

A small hint of a smile pulled at the corners of May’s lips. “When he does, I'll just tell him it was Stark.” She turned away but paused, glancing over her shoulder at them. “That's the only present you're getting from me this year.”

“Fair enough.” Zoya nodded.

“Thanks, May.” Daisy smiled, her shoulders slumping in relief. 

“Now, get inside, both of you. It's getting cold.”

Zoya and Daisy exchanged a smile and rushed inside, eager to warm up. 

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дорогая  - dear

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Tree Decorating

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x OC (Heather Mitchell)

Prompt: Decorating the tree at Avengers Tower

Set: post-AoU

Word Count: 1k

“Wow, it's looking good, Stark.” Mitch looked around the Avengers Towers in awe. She had to give it to him, Tony had really put the work in to restore the place after Ultron had destroyed it. 

“Yeah, not that any of you helped,” he replied in his usual sarcastic tone. “Which is exactly why I brought you here. You're helping decorate.”

Mitch, Wanda, Sam, and Vision turned to him, frowning.

“Decorate for what?” Wanda asked.

“Christmas, of course. We can't have a Stark Christmas party without decorations.” 

“And why us? Don't you have robots for that?” Mitch raised her eyebrow at him.

“Uh, well, I did. But Ultron destroyed those, too. Or did you forget?” He shot her a pointed look and she rolled her eyes. “The Iron Legion can barely walk, let alone fly. But you four can.”

“You're joking.”

“High ceilings.” Tony smacked his lips, pointing up at the roof and waving his finger around. 

Mitch blinked at him, then shook her head. “Absolutely not.” 

“Uh, Stark, I don't have my wings,” Sam interjected.

“Details, details.” Tony shrugged nonchalantly.

“My research indicates that decorating for the holidays is a fun activity meant to bring people together. Perhaps this is a good team-building exercise,” Vision added.

“See, even the robot agrees.”

“This is not a ‘fun activity’, it's hard labour that you don't wanna do,” Mitch countered. 

Tony shrugged and began walking out. “So don't do it. And I'll tell everyone that the party sucks because you're lazy. Up to you, Sparky.”

Mitch sighed. “We better be getting paid for this,” she called after him.

“You're Avengers – I already pay you,” he yelled over his shoulder. “Have fun!”

Mitch rolled her eyes. “One of these days, I really will kill him,” she muttered.

“You won't be the only one,” Sam added.

Mitch watched Vision wander over to a pile of cardboard boxes and open them, inspecting the decorations curiously as he pulled them out. Next to her, Wanda shrugged.

“Perhaps we should just get started. The sooner we're done, the sooner we can go back to the Compound.”

“Yeah, sure,” Sam grumbled.

“Suppose so,” Mitch agreed reluctantly. 

About half an hour later, the elevator doors opened again, catching their attention. Tony sauntered in, smirking smugly. Nat, Clint, and Bruce followed, looking amused. The stairwell door opened next and Steve walked in carrying a very large Christmas tree on his shoulder.

“What took you so long?” Tony quipped. “You take a nap or something?”

Steve didn't dignify that with a response. Instead he moved the Christmas tree to the centre of the floor, setting it down carefully. 

“Hello to you, too.” Mitch crossed her arms, staring Tony down. He just chuckled.

“Oh, come on. You didn’t really think I’d leave you to do this all on your own.”

“Actually, that’s exactly what I thought.”

Toy clutched his chest dramatically. “You wound me.”

“It was just a little prank,” Nat chimed in. “Breaking in the new team.”

Mitch raised an eyebrow. “Hazing? Real mature.”

“You’re such a Grinch.” Bruce shook his head, an amused smile on his face.

“No, she's right,” Sam agreed. “Hazing isn't cool.”

“It could have been worse.” Clint shrugged. “You have no idea the kind of pranks they used to pull at S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy.”

“I went to S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy, Barton. I remember.” Mitch threw a string of tinsel at him, making him laugh. “That's why I hate pranks.”

“Are you just gonna stand there or actually help us?” Sam followed her lead, planting a box of decorations at Bruce’s feet.

“Yeah, yeah.” Bruce reached down and picked out a bag full of baubles.

“Yay teamwork,” Tony deadpanned, punching the air sarcastically.

They set to work decorating the tree. Sam and Steve chatted calmly as they untangled the lights, while Vision asked Tony and Bruce about Christmas traditions as they hung the baubles. Clint insisted on playing Christmas songs from his phone while they worked, playfully dragging Nat away to dance with her every once in a while. 

Wanda ended up beside Mitch, helping unravel the long bits of tinsel as they wrapped them around the tree. 

“So, why do you hate Christmas?” Wanda asked unexpectedly.

Mitch turned to her, surprised. “I don't hate Christmas. I just … don't see the big deal.”

“Why not?” The question was out of her mouth before she could stop it. Wanda snapped her mouth shut, looking embarrassed. “I mean … you don't have to … I'm just curious …”

“It's fine.” Mitch smiled reassuringly. She took a breath and explained. “Although I was born in the US, I actually grew up in Nepal. My parents, um … worked there. We visited my grandparents here sometimes, but not often. So, we didn't celebrate holidays like Christmas or Thanksgiving much. When I moved back here permanently, all the hype around these things just seemed weird to me. Still seem weird,” she added with a grin.

Wanda smiled back. “It's strange to me, too. Pietro and I were raised Jewish, so Hanukkah is more important. But we haven't celebrated much in the last few years – Hydra doesn't stop for the sake of a holiday.” Her green eyes grew dark.

They jumped when Tony clapped his hands loudly. 

“Looks like we're almost done,” he announced. “Just one last thing. Who wants to do the honours?” He rummaged around in the boxes and pulled out a golden star.

The Avengers looked around at each other, waiting for someone to volunteer.

“I think it should be Vision,” Mitch suggested. “It is his very first Christmas, after all.”

“And he's the only one who can actually reach the top,” Sam quipped, staring up at the highest branches.

The others nodded and murmured in agreement. Vision took the star from Tony, handling it carefully as he floated up to the top of the tree. He placed it with care and precision and hovered for a moment, assessing his work.

Mitch glanced over at Wanda, admiring how her eyes reflected the colourful lights. The witch caught her eye and they exchanged a smile.

“You know, Christmas isn't really all that, but Stark’s party is usually quite fun. You should think about coming along. I would really appreciate the company,” Mitch suggested, trying to keep her tone light and not let her nerves shine through.

Wanda considered it, a light blush rising on her cheeks, then nodded. “I'd like that.”

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Twilight OCs

Here are my OCs for Twilight. They'll all get proper intro posts eventually. They're all from the same fic called Blood Moon Rising.

Dinah Cullen

Face Claim: Inbar Lavi

Species: Vampire

Shipped with: Carlisle Cullen and Esme Cullen

Juliet Cullen

Face Claim: Holland Roden

Species: Vampire

Shipped with: Alice Cullen

Olivia "Ollie" Jefferson

Face Claim: Quintessa Swindell

Species: Vampire

Shipped with: Emmett Cullen and Rosalie Hale

Ethan Jackson

Face Claim: Ross Lynch

Species: Human, Vampire

Shipped with: Jasper Hale

Liam Anderson

Face Claim: Evan Peters

Species: Vampire

Shipped with: n/a

Daphne Wright

Face Claim: Savannah Lee Smith

Species: Witch

Shipped with: Leah Clearwater

Nia Wright

Face Claim: Freema Agyeman

Species: Vampire

Shipped with: Laura Wright

Laura Wright

Face Claim: Conor Leslie

Species: Witch

Shipped with: Nia Wright

Michelle Davis

Face Claim: Lauren Cohan

Species: Human

Shipped with: Charlie Swan

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NATHALIE EMMANUEL as RAMSEY in F9

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Nathalie Emmanuel as Gwendoline ARMY OF THIEVES (2021)

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✧ ｡ — JUSTICE SMITH GIF PACK (JURASSIC WORLD: FALLEN KINGDOM)

If you click on THIS LINK, you’ll be taken to #95 gifs of actor Just Smith, best known for playing Ezekiel Figuero in The Get Down and Tim Goodman in Detective Pikachu. Every gif is 245x140 in size and made by yours truly, so please do not repost or add to other gif hunts. Enjoy!

ETHNICITY: African-American & White SOURCE: Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom TW: Blood, dinosaurs, flashing lights, guns, & stabbing DISCLAIMER: You may turn these into gif icons if you clearly credit me once posted.

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RUBY CRUZ as HAZEL CALLAHAN in BOTTOMS (2023) dir. Emma Seligman

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Courtney Eaton | Gods of Egypt 2016 | Alex Proyas

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— End of Beginning by Djo

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Hope everyone is having a wonderful, wonderful weekend, that the creative juices are flowing, and that the creation process of your Clone x OC piece is going well! We are so, so, so excited to see everyone’s entries, and we can’t wait until February is here! If you have any questions regarding the event, please don’t hesitate to send us an ask✨

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