#gemma shin

[why-i-love-comics]

Daredevil #5 - "The Red Fist Saga VI" (2022)

written by Chip Zdarsky art by Rafael De Latorre & Matthew Wilson

[comicwaren]

From Daredevil Vol. 7 #006, “The Red Fist Saga: Part 6”

Art by Rafael De Latorre and Matthew Wilson

Written by Chip Zdarsky

[age-of-moonknight]

“Devil’s Reign Part 1,” Devil’s Reign (Vol. 1/2021), #1.

Writer: Chip Zdarsky; Penciler and Inker: Marco Checchetto; Colorist: Marcio Menyz; Letterer: Clayton Cowles

[mudefrau]

i made a tag for my art #mine ♡ now maybe i can rb stuff

[finelinevogue]

paparazzi nerves

summary - you get nervous around the paps

word count: >1k

pairing: boyfriend!harry x reader

You noticed the paparazzi before anyone else did

It had been easy keeping your holiday location a secret from fans, but somehow the paparazzi always seemed to be able to find you.

Harry’s tour had finished only days ago and now you were spending time together, relaxing and having fun. It had been hard to really dedicate time to one another when Harry had been touring every other day, but now it was time for rest.

Harry had rented a couple of small boats to drive over to a little island he had read about in one of his Italian travel books.

Now you were all arriving and soaking up the glorious sunshine, only to be rudely interrupted by the faraway lenses of the paparazzi.

Harry was on another boat, talking to James and Tyler, whilst you remained on a different boat with Gemma.

You and Gemma weren’t the biggest fans of the sun and the heat, so any opportunity to sit in the shade was taken instantly.

Gemma was sat in her pink dungarees, whilst you were sat in your yellow summers dress. The one that Harry said made you look like a summers dream.

As Gemma continued to read, you kept getting distracted by the paparazzi on a boat in the distance.

You’d never been one to really acclimatise to the constant clicking of photos. No doubt they would be focused on taking photos of Harry - especially when he’s sitting there shirtless, but part of you still remained uneasy.

“I might go and see if there’s a toilet nearby.” Gemma said, standing up and rocking the boat slightly.

You nodded, standing up too.

“I’ll go over there.” You pointed to where Harry was. “Just so I’m not alone.”

“Alright.”

Gemma wandered to the front of the boat, but before she can clamber out Harry has made his way over and is now standing at shin length in the sea.

“Y’alright Gem?” He asked and you couldn’t help but smile at how much of a gentleman he was. Always keen to help out and lend a hand.

He offered his hand for Gemma to hold and step out of the boat, which she took gladly.

“Yeah. Just going to the loo. Your missus needs company, though.”

“Oh does she now?” He turned to look at you once Gemma was out safely. He smiled brightly at you, checking you over and admiring how much you were glowing in the Italian sun.

Gemma kissed Harry on the cheeks before leaving.

Harry then jumped the boat and you bit your lip to hide a laugh when he nearly lost his footing. The idiot was trying to show off, not that he had to for you.

“Y’need me, do you?” he asked, walking over to you where you were still standing in the shade.

“Didn’t want to be sat here like a loner. I’d have been like that one photo of Taylor where she’s sat on the back of a boat by herself.”

Harry laughed at that, finding his arms wrapping around you to pull you in for a hug. He squeezed tight and you sighed into his warm chest. His hugs were always the best. Like your own personal teddy bear.

“Never would let you feel lonely, baby.” He kissed your head.

“I know.” Your lips kissed his chest as you spoke, due to how smushed against him you were. “Have you put suncream on?”

“Yes.” Harry whined.

“Oi, I’m just making sure you still look appealing when we’re older and not some wrinkly ball sack.” You explained, making Harry laugh again.

“Is that all I’m here for? Huh? Appeal for you?”

You tilted your head back to face up at him. “I thought you knew that already.”

Harry squinted his eyes and shook his head at you playfully.

What’s worse is that he brought his large hand down to your bum and gave it a pinch through your dress. The moment only lasted a second, but it was enough for you to step away and push him off of you.

“Harry, don’t.” You said sternly.

Harry knew you meant it too, because you used his actual name and not some other endearment.

“Hey, baby, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” He said.

You sat down where you had been sitting before and huffed. You ran your hands over your face and tried to breathe slowly.

“No, i’m sorry.” You shook your head.

“What for?” Harry was confused. He sat down next to you, but made sure you had your own space until he knew what he was in for.

“I noticed the paparazzi here before and now I’m just paranoid. I mean, y’know I don’t deal well with them.”

Harry looked around you and only then noticed the small boat of about five photographers. Luckily he was wearing sunglasses to hide his dark stare, but he was severely pissed that they were here. Invading his private time.

What’s worse is that they were making his girlfriend uncomfortable.

“Hey, look at me. Y/N, honey. C’mere.” He twisted your legs to dangle over his and moved your body so that your back was to the paparazzi. “I’m here. Just us.”

You looked at him and noticed how he was only focused on you. You reached to move his sunglasses and pulled them down for a second to look at his eyes. His pupils were dilated slightly with the look of love he had for you. You pushed his glasses back up and settled in closer next to him.

“Just us.” You nodded.

Even though it wasn’t just you and the paparazzi would be taking photos of this moment no doubt, including the one of Harry pinching your bum, it was settling to know that Harry was here and he was doing this with you.

“Screw them. If I want to touch my girlfriend in public, I will.” You gave him a look. “W-with consent of course.”

You laughed then. “Harry I don’t care when, how, why you touch me. I.. I just… Let me know beforehand if we’re in public settings or if the paps are around. Please?”

“Promise.” He nodded seriously.

“Love you.” You reached for his hand and held onto one of his fingers with your entire hand. His hands are massive compared to yours - something the fans are always pointing out and crying over.

“Love you too.” He encompassed your hand with his and rubbed small circles into the back of your hand.

“Can y’kiss me now?”

“Never going to say no.”

[pagesfromthevoid]

Glitch | k.h. | 1

Kakashi Hatake x fem!reader

Word Count: 2.2k

Warnings: None

Author's Note: Lmao I'm not even sorry for what I did here honestly

Talk to me! | Series Masterlist | AO3

Following Team 7's return from the Land of Waves...

“You look like hell.”

“Feel like it too,” Kakashi managed to say, though his voice dripped with exhaustion. 

Her brow furrowed as she forgot what she was doing, turning around to follow him. “What happened? I heard your mission went south quick but —,”

“Went from a C to an A as soon as we walked out the gate,” he interrupted, though he kept his eyes forward. 

Her eyes widened as the admission, instinctively reaching out to touch his arm. Kakashi flinched at the touch, and she immediately pulled away. “What about your team? Are they —,”

“They’re fine.” 

“But you’re not.”

He simply shrugged, that mask of indifference returning as he gave her a smile. It didn’t even reach his eye, however, and she knew better than to believe him.

 “I’ll be okay.”

“You need to go to the hospital, Hatake.”

“Nah.”

She rolled her eyes at his stubbornness, shaking her head. “Whatever you say, Kakashi.” 

She turned on her heel to walk away, leaving him to recover from his mission however way he did. She didn’t have the energy to argue with him about how he handled his emotions. If he wanted to talk about it, he could find Gai or someone else —but she wasn’t going to force him to talk to her. 

It was his sudden hand on her shoulder that  stopped her, though, causing her to freeze suddenly at his touch. The flinch he had earlier suggested he didn’t actually like touching other people; but the hold he had on her was tight. This was more physical contact than they’d ever had, she was pretty sure. 

Glancing over her shoulder, she frowned. He didn’t say anything, simply dropped his hand as if realizing what he had done. Letting out a breath, she turned back to look up at him properly. 

“I’m meeting Gemma and my cousin for drinks, if you want to come,” she offered softly, giving him a reassuring smile. 

Kakashi hesitated, just briefly, before nodding once. “I’d like that.”

She slipped her hands into her pockets, nodding down the street to the bar where she was meeting Genma and Asuma. Kakashi fell into step with her, though he tried to keep space between the two. She kept glancing at him, trying to see any crack in the façade that he had put up. But even if he was clearly exhausted, Kakashi didn’t let on that anything else was wrong. 

He opened the door to the bar, holding it for her. She nodded in thanks, passing by him as Asuma waved her over. Genma smirked around his senbon, kicking a chair out for her to sit in. 

“Well, well, well —looks like Miss Konoha managed to get the heartbreak prince himself out and about.”

She sat down, but kicked Genma in the shin, causing him to buckle over and groan. “You know I hate when you call me that.”

Asuma chuckled, flicking ash from his cigarette into the tray. “You’re the one who coined it.”

“When I was nine.”

Kakashi pulled the chair beside her out, sitting down and leaning back casually. Any exhaustion he might have hinted at had disappeared as he smiled at the two jonin across from them. 

“Miss Konoha, huh?”

“First female hokage,” Asuma explained, lifting his glass to his lips and taking a sip. “She was insistent as a kid.”

She crossed her arms over her chest, leaning back and looking away as her cheeks heated up in embarrassment. “Better than the heartbreak prince,” she snipped, pouting some. 

“I don’t know how I ever got that nickname,” Kakashi admitted, rubbing the back of his neck some. “It’s not like I’ve broken any hearts.”

“ On purpose ,” Genma pointed out, grinning still. “You say no to everyone that asks you out. Breaking hearts left and right, Hatake.”

Kakashi simply shrugged, and she looked back at him with her brow raised. The waitress set down another bottle of sake and two empty glasses, smiling politely at Kakashi and her before hurrying away. 

“Except little Miss Konoha,” Asuma teased, and she tried to kick him under the table next but kicked Genma again. 

“Ow! What the hell, I didn’t —,”

“If you two are done being annoying,” she interrupted, giving them both pointed looks. “I’d like to drink in peace. Or maybe we can talk about Kurenai , cousin.”

Asuma sputtered, turning red for a moment before giving her a pointed look of his own. “Fine, okay, we’re through.”

The evening continued, the conversation and laughter flowing freely as they recounted their adventures and reminisced about their time as young shinobi. Genma, sitting beside her, seized every opportunity to flirt and engage in light banter. His playful remarks were laced with subtle hints, and he flashed her a charming smile that spoke of his interest. However, she had become adept at feigning obliviousness to his advances, opting instead to focus on the broader conversation. Genma flirted every time they went out; she usually ignored him. Throughout it all, however, she couldn't shake the feeling that Kakashi's attention was still focused on her. She occasionally caught him stealing glances, his lone visible eye studying her with a depth that went beyond their usual interactions.

Genma, in his relentless pursuit, leaned in closer, lowering his voice to a husky whisper, "You know, you're the most captivating person in this room tonight." He traced a finger along the rim of his sake cup, his gaze lingering on her with an intensity that bordered on provocative.

She offered a polite but noncommittal smile, rolling her eyes. "Flattery gets you nowhere, Genma."

Kakashi's subtle glances continued, and she couldn't help but wonder if his silent observations were a response to Genma's advances. Was he trying to protect her, or was there something more significant behind those looks?

As the night progressed, she found herself caught in a delicate balance, deflecting Genma's playful advances with practiced ease. Genma's charming smiles and witty remarks were ever-present, and though they had shared friendly banter in the past, tonight there was an added layer of flirtation that she couldn't ignore. His eyes sparkled mischievously, and his laughter was accompanied by lingering glances that hinted at something more.

Amidst Genma's advances, she couldn't help but steal glances at Kakashi, who seemed to be in a world of his own. His mask of indifference had slipped just enough to reveal a hint of vulnerability earlier, and she couldn’t help but worry about how he was feeling throughout the night. However, navigating Genma’s flirting and her concern for Kakashi was not easy, and it was getting frustrating.

Finally, though, the night drew to a close and the four shinobi stood. Asuma was a little worse off than the rest of them –though she was certain that Kakashi didn’t have a single drink the entire time. While she wasn’t drunk by any means, she was tipsy enough to feel warm inside as Kakashi motioned for her to walk ahead of him. Asuma bid the three of them goodbye as they stepped outside the bar, and she waved her cousin off with a content smile of her own. 

Genma decided to take the opportunity to make his move then. He leaned in closer to her, wrapping his arm around her shoulders, and said, "Hey, before we head out, I was wondering if you'd like to grab dinner with me sometime? Just the two of us."

Her heart skipped a beat as she glanced at Kakashi, who had leaned against the pillar outside the bar, reading in the lamplight. His eye darted between her and his book, however, and she caught the glance with an uncomfortable stare.

"I appreciate the offer, Genma, I do –but I don’t have time for dating or anything. Not with my team, and missions,” she explained, rubbing the back of her neck awkwardly as she looked up at him. 

Genma's smile faltered briefly, but he quickly masked it with a casual shrug. "No problem, I understand. Just thought I'd give it a shot."

With half a wave and a smile, Genma walked off with a simple goodbye, leaving her and Kakashi standing outside the bar. She watched his retreating figure, making a face as she considered Genma’s offer. It’s not that he wasn’t attractive –he was; and funny. And they got along well. But she wasn’t lying when she said that there just wasn’t time to date. The life of a shinobi didn’t leave room for feelings, let alone actual relationships. Some people were lucky enough –Asuma and Kurenai, or even Minato and Kushina –but even her and Kakashi’s…. situationship was taking up more time in her life than it should have been.

Turning her attention to Kakashi, she found that his demeanor had shifted again, this time from his earlier indifference to something more elusive. He seemed distant, staring blankly at his book –though she knew he wasn’t reading it; his eye wasn’t scanning over the page –and his posture had gone rigid. It was as if a curtain had fallen between them, and she couldn't understand what had changed so suddenly.

"Kakashi?" She ventured cautiously, her concern for him evident in her voice.

He turned to her, his visible eye locking onto hers, but his response was curt and devoid of the warmth she had felt earlier in the night. "I should get going. Thank you for inviting me.”

Before she could utter another word, he turned on his heel and walked away, leaving her standing there. She was bewildered and unsure of what had just happened, really. The night hadn’t been that bad, and even if Kakashi didn’t particularly like socializing, he seemed to have had a good time. The sudden shift in his behavior left her with a sense of unease, and she couldn't help but wonder if it had something to do with what had just happened between her and Genma.

*****

“You should have seen it!” Naruto exclaimed a few days later, having followed her out of the grocery store. “We saved the bridge builder and stopped Gatō too!”

It was her day off, and she had wandered into the grocery store to stock up on a few things before her next mission. Naruto had been picking up his weekly allotment of instant ramen, coming up a little short and huffing in frustration; she offered to pay his tab. This is what prompted him to follow her out into the streets, insisting on carrying her groceries as a thank you.

“It sounds like your mission was successful then,” she replied, looking down at him with a small smile. 

“It was a close call,” he admitted, though reluctant to do so. “Sasuke was in pretty bad shape, and Kakashi-sensei was stuck trying to stop Zabuza while I had to fight this kid Haku!”

“Zabuza?” She repeated, brow furrowing. The Demon Hidden in the Mist. Kakashi hadn’t mentioned that the other night; though it explained why he was so beaten down. “Who is Haku?”

“Zabuza’s…well, I guess he was Zabuza’s friend,” Naruto settled on, scratching his chin some as he considered how to describe his opponent. “Haku stepped in front of Zabuza to protect in the end –Kakashi-sensei –well, he…”

But Naruto didn’t need to finish the story because she now understood what had happened.

“Did Kakashi kill Haku, Naruto?” She asked softly, looking ahead now as they walked.

“Yeah,” Naruto murmured, voice softer than she’d ever heard before. “He didn’t mean to; Kakashi-sensei was using this jutsu –his lightning blade –and Haku appeared between him and Zabuza. It happened really fast.”

They stopped outside her apartment door, where she turned and took her groceries from the genin. “Sometimes, in order to do the right thing, we have to make choices that aren’t great,” she explained, opening her door. “If you want to be a great ninja, Naruto, you’ll make tough decisions too.”

“I know,” he replied, nodding in agreement. Then he perked up, grinning at her. “Kakashi-sensei said that we get a break for a little while, but I need to keep training. Could I join your team when you train tomorrow, sensei?”

She hesitated a moment, wondering how that would play out, but then nodded once. Naruto was far too determined for his own good sometimes, but he had just experienced something no other genin normally would at this stage. It would do her team some good to hear about his experiences.

“Why don’t you help me train them tomorrow, instead?” She offered, smiling down at him. “You’ve got some good experience now, maybe you can show them what you learned while you were away.”

“You want me to help teach ?” He exclaimed, practically bouncing on his heels. “For sure, sensei! I’ll see you tomorrow!”

Naruto took off with a whoop and a wave, and she watched as he went off. Shaking her head, she pushed her door open and stepped inside, setting her things down with a sigh. Kakashi’s behavior suddenly made sense; using the Lightning Blade to end a life –end another kid’s life –probably reminded him too much of what happened with Rin.

Perhaps she should pay Rin a visit; see if there was something the kunoichi could do for their friend from beyond the realm of the living. 

[marleyelona]

RIDE OR DIE (THE PRESIDENT'S DAUGHTER)

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sons of Anarchy. All rights go to Kurt Sutter, FX and any others that made this amazing show possible. I do, however, own my character, Letitia Morrow, and any other OCs I might add in the future, along with their backstories and their storylines within the show.

GRAPHICS: I MAKE the gifs that are used throughout this book. On occasion I will use gifs I find on google, which I will clarify. Any gifs I haven't made, all rights of those should go to the rightful creators. I also DO the aesthetics, covers, tags and trailers that are made. Please do not steal them. HOWEVER most of the images you see in this book are made by A.I imaging unless stated otherwise.

WARNING (Mature Audience Only)⚠️: violence, murder, gore, coarse language, mental health issues, domestic violence, drug and alcohol use, and detailed sex scenes will appear in this book. If any of these are a trigger for you, please take caution if you decide to continue. 

[ RIDE OR DIE! ]

Prologue

A Trunk Full of Problems

[Pre-Season One]

" There are two sides to my daughter; the angelic side of her mother and the devious side of me. And you never know which side you're gonna get from one moment to the next. She can switch just like that. "

~ CLAY MORROW to JUICE ORTIZ

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CAST

Emmy Rossum as Letitia Morrow

Penn Badgley as Lewis Mckenna 

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TRIGGER WARNING⚠️: Mentions of domestic abuse, a shooting, minor gore and some coarse language.

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LETTY'S CAR

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LETTY'S OUTFIT

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LETTY'S TATTOOS

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A TWENTY ONE YEAR OLD LETITIA MORROW sped down the highway so fast if she took a wide corner her car would most likely turn over. Apart of her was dreading seeing the 'Welcome to Charming' sign. Letty or Lett, as she was called by many of the small town's residences, speed increased, while tears streamed down her beaten and bruised face. A dark purplish bruise hung under her left eye, her bright cherry lips had grown two sizes too big, as blood oozed out of the corner of her mouth. 

Pressing her foot down on the gas, made her engine let out a loud roar, as a sob escaped her lips when she aggressively rubbed her blood stained hands onto her ripped jeans. Her tears continued to flow like a tap, as the memories of the night prior flashed through her mind like an old movie projector. 

A blood curdling scream echoed in her ears, as she gasped, her eyes shot wide open at the sight of a car inches away from colliding with her front bumper, their bright head lights shinning into her eyes, almost blinding the brunette. 

Her shaky hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, as she turned it, managing to dodge the oncoming car without damaging her beautiful mustang - Thank God or her dad would have killed her. 

The car was in fact her baby. She received him on her sixteenth birthday from her father, who just so happened to be the President of Samcro, Clay Morrow. 

Her father and her had a complicated relationship, childhood worth of resentment hung heavy for Letty, and she was just as stubborn as him, so any chance she got, she liked to remind him how much he wasn't there for her growing up. Sometimes they were too similar, because of this, they constantly butted heads. But at the end of the day they loved each other deeply and were very protective over one another - they would quite literally kill for each other. 

Admittedly, it had been a few years since Letty had been back to Charming, she had moved pretty quickly after she graduated from high school, not wanting to end up some Sons' old lady like Gemma. God, she loved that woman like a mother, but she did not want to turn out like her. 

Gemma and Letty had a close relationship. Letty's mother died in 1987 during an emergency c-section. And when her father married Gemma, she became mum to her, as she had helped raise her pretty much since birth, making her the woman she is today. 

Gemma was the one person Letty was worried to see, as she headed towards the club house. After she left, they had talked on the phone a few times here and there, but it wasn't the same. Gemma didn't fully support her leaving town, so she wasn't excited about the lecture she would mostly definitely receive when they came face to face again after three years. 

Her eyes travelled to the back seat of her car at the many bags she stuffed inside, knowing she couldn't return to her house in Los Angeles, not after what happened the night prior with her boyfriend of three years, who she met during her freshman year of college, where she went onto complete a diploma in nursing. 

That was probably the hardest thing about her decision to race back home to Charming, having to quit a job she loved with people she loved. But she was sure she'd be able to pick up a nursing job at the hospital easy, as they always seem to be short staffed. 

As she passed the out dated 'Welcome to Charming' sign, which hadn't been updated since she was born, maybe even longer, a cold chill ran down her spine. She wonder what the small town of Charming would have in stall for this next chapter of her life. Because one thing was for sure, Charming was never boring, there was always something happening, whether it was good or bad that was up for interpretation. 

Sure, she was happy to see her old friends and family. There was Jax and Opie, who were like her older brothers growing up. Before she had left she got pretty close with Opie's wife Donna, while Opie was inside. Donna actually helped Letty look for colleges far away from Charming and Samcro, thinking if she couldn't get out of the crippling town herself and away from the toxicity of the club, she'd want someone to, who else more deserving than the sweetheart that was Letty Morrow. 

She'd love to see all the boys again. Chibs, Bobby, Tig and Piney were all in the waiting room of the maternity ward when Letita Loraine Morrow was brought into this world. They all actually got kicked out for smoking a couple fat cigars. A story that was continuously told throughout her life, the boys thought it was pretty funny, mainly trying to shine some light on the day they lost a good woman, Loraine Morrow, the most caring woman you'd ever meet, a trait her daughter inherited. 

Letty was close with them all, but Chibs was like a second father to her, so even when her dad wasn't around much when she was a kid, Chibs was there to fill that emptiness in her heart. 

Piney was someone she loved to call her crazy grandpa, she had actually went to calling him Pops or Poppy at a young age. 

And Bobby and Tig were like her eccentrically crazy uncles that would willingly get her plastered, partying right into the night together - she loved them to death. 

As Letty finally pulled into Teller-Morrow Automotive Repair Shop, that was used as a front for their motorcycle club's dealings, she gave herself a small pep talk inside her head, 'It's going to be okay. Sure, you haven't seen most of these people in years, but you got this. It'll be fine'. In fact, she was so deep in her own thoughts and still pretty hysterical, that she didn't realise how far she actually drove into the large compound and before she knew it...BANG! 

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A loud CRASH! Followed by a continuous horn caught the Sons' attention from inside the Chapel. Like any other day, the boys sat around the table discussing current business, before they were oh-so-rudely interrupted. 

Instantly, they were all on their feet, their senses on high alert, because when you were apart of a motorcycle club that did questionable dealings, you should always expect the worst. Each member had a hand clamped around their gun that sat on their hips; ready to draw it if need be. 

Clay Morrow held up a hand, signalling from them all to stay put. Placing a finger to his lips, he motioned with his head for them to quietly follow him outside. 

Making it outside and around the back of the large compound, they all noticed the familiar red mustang, which had clearly crashed into the garage sliding door. 

"Jesus Christ!" Clay hissed under his breath, running hand through his white-blonde hair, as he released his grip from his glock. Jax Teller, Chibs Telford, Bobby Munson, Piney Winston, Tig Trager and Opie Winston, followed suit, relaxing slightly. Although, both Juice Ortiz and Half-Sack Epps were still clearly on high alert - what the hell was going on? 

Concern and worry had washed over the older members' faces, Clay being the first one to rush over to the car. But all of them sighed in relief when the driver's side door opened and a girl with long, brown, curly hair stepped out of the vehicle. Juice and Half-sack had held back; having no idea what was happening. 

"Daddy!" Letty immediately broke down at the sight of her father, instantly running into his arms and soaking his chest with tears, as she sobbed. And as Juice watched the scene unfold, he felt a small pang in his heart for the poor girl. 

Clay pulled back, holding the woman at arms length, as he cupped her beautiful face. And once Juice finally got a good look at her features, his jaw almost hit the floor. She was hot. No, not hot...Gorgeous. He honestly thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his whole life. And he had been with his fair share of beautiful women, but not one of them held a candle to Letty Morrow.

"Honey, what happened--?" Clay started to ask, before his face fell, noticing the state she was in and the bruises that scattered her entire body, not just her face. "Did he beat you again?" Clay's whole face turned murderous, as he tightly gripped his daughter's shoulders, which made her wince in pain. 

All the girl managed was a nod of her head, which only angered Clay more. 

"I'm gonna fucking kill him!" the man clenched his fists, as he started to storm towards his bike, but Letty was quick to grab his arm. 

"No! You're not going anywhere," she declared, sending her father a stern look. 

Yanking his arm back, he glared at his only daughter, "Don't tell me what I'm gonna fucking do. He put his hands on you, baby!" 

"I understand that," she said, matching his tone. If the situation wasn't so serious the boys would of had a laugh at how quickly father and daughter had started arguing. It was always said, 'You can't have Clay and Letty in the same room for too long or a storm would brew'. 

Clay went to open his mouth to argue once again, but Letty cut him off and continued with what she was saying, "That's why I took care of it," she said in a tone of voice that gave nothing away, her face even remained solemn, so you couldn't even read her facial expressions to guess what she meant by that statement. 

Clay furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, "What does that even mean?" he slightly snapped, throwing his hands up in frustration. 

"I came here because I need your help," she stated, making her way over to her car, Clay and the boys followed after her as she started to unlock her boot. Pulling the door open, the boys leaned over to look inside and their eyes widened at the sight of a man all tied up with a gun shot wound on his lower region, his blood staining the lining of the boot. 

"You stupid fucking bitch!" Lewis Mckenna hissed, glaring bloody murder at his girlfriend of three years, as he thrusted around, trying to get free from the tight binds. "You actually fucking shot me! Oh, my God, you shot me in the dick!" he cried, looking down at his wounded genitals that oozed with blood. 

While amusement was clear on the older members' faces, Juice and Half-Sack were watching on, completely confused, but also very intrigued, watching this all play out like it was a brand new movie at the cinemas. All they were missing was popcorn. 

"And I should of done worse, you fucking cock sucker!" she sneered, shooting daggers with her eyes at her latest ex-boyfriend. 

A growl sounded from the back of Lewis' throat, as his glared up at her hatefully, "I'm going to fucking kill, you crazy bitch--!" 

The guy's threat was cut short by an elbow to the face, knocking him out cold, "That's enough out of," Jax smirked, owner of said elbow, earning him a chuckle from the girl that was basically his sister, they gave each other enough wedgies growing up to justify that. 

"As you can see..." she said to her father, putting on her best, 'I'm sweet and innocent' look "...I fucked up." 

"Yeah, you should of went for the head," Clay hissed, looking at the man in complete disgust, like he was the piece of gum under his shoe. 

"I thought it showed creativity," Letty pouted like a five year old who was just refused ice cream for dinner, crossing her arms over her chest. "So sue me," she shrugged nonchalantly. 

"I thought it was pretty creative, darlin'," Tig stated with that somewhat sinister smirk of his. "Take away a man's equipment -Worse and most painful punishment there is." 

"Thanks, Tigga," she said, sending the man a kind smile. Her nickname for Tig came from when she was a toddler and just learning to say a few words here and there, so when Tig tried to teach her his name or his nickname, she kept just getting excited repeatedly yelling her favourite cartoon character's name and the nickname just stuck ever since. 

Clay shot his Sergeant in Arms a glare, "Don't encourage her," he scolded. 

Tig raised his hands in mock-surrender, "Hey! She's your daughter."

Clay's glare sharpened at his words, making him take a step back, his hands still raised, "That's all I'm saying." 

"Letty?!" the voice of Gemma Teller-Morrow sounded from behind the girl. The woman had stepped out of the office to investigate what the commotion was all about, she didn't recognise the woman at first, squinting her eyes, as she blocked out the sun's UV rays with her hand. And that's when she saw it, the face she hadn't seen in nearly three whole years. One she'd recognise from a mile away.

Letty was quick to whip her head around and a smile immediately graced her face as she spotted Gemma striding over to her in a quick pace. 

"Well, well, well, look at what the cat dragged in," chuckled Gemma, as she reached the girl, looking at her fondly. 

"Gemma," Letty beamed, bringing the woman into a hug. 

"Gemma?" the woman frowned in confusion as they parted. "What happened to Mum?" she questioned, tilting her head to the side, as she raised an eyebrow, staring the girl down. "Been gone too long, you forgot who raised your skinny ass," she teased, cupping the girl's chin as she gave her face a playful shake. "Huh?" 

Letty chuckled, shaking her head amusingly, "Never." 

Gemma smiled, wrapping her arm around her step-daughter's shoulders, before leading her back over to her car and examined the contents of her boot, a hum leaving her lips, "This is the boyfriend I'm guessing?" 

"Ex-boyfriend," Letty corrected. 

"Well, they can't say you don't know how to make an entrance." 

"Well, you know..." she said, shrugging nonchalantly. "I gotta keep the old man on his toes," she said, flashing her father a cheeky smirk, as she sent him a wink, earning a playful glare in response.

Gemma let out a loud chuckle, snapping her head back in amusement, "Well, what do you say, why don't we leave the boys to clean up this mess you created, and you and I grab a cuppa and catch up?" she asked, as she started to guide the girl back over to her father's office. "It's been so long. I've missed you around here, baby!" Gemma beamed happily, as she rubbed her shoulders - glad her daughter was back. 

"Yeah, I've missed you guys, too," Letty said, and it was true, she did. She never wanted to leave the people. She wanted to leave the club and small town life behind. 

Meanwhile, Juice was in a hypnotic state, his eyes watching Letty closely as she walked away, he was practically drooling over her, "She's beautiful, isn't she?" he whispered to Half-Sack in a monotone voice. Juice didn't think about who was around at that moment, as the words slipped from his lips. 

"Yeah," Half-Sack rapidly nodded his head in agreement, while he was actually drooling over her and had to readjust the spring in his jeans. "Hard to think she came from Clay," he chuckled. 

"Hey!" Clay whacked both the zombie like boys on the back of the head.

"Ow!" they both hissed simultaneously, rubbing the back of their heads. 

"Both of your ugly mugs better not be thinking what I think your thinking about," he warned, pointing a stern finger in their faces. 

"Hell no, sir" Half-Sack immediately uttered, his eyes awkwardly finding his feet when he looked away from the girl, not knowing where else to look in the mean time. 

"Yeah, that's what I thought," Clay shot back with narrowed eyes. 

"Damn," Juice whistled, his eyes still locked on the girl, who was now inside, sipping a coffee as she talked with Gemma, still visible through the window, as he remained in his hypnotic state. 

"Oh, Juicy Boy," Tig chuckled amusingly, coming over to wrap his arm over the boy's shoulders, giving him a light pat. "She's gonna chew you up and spit you out." 

"Ain't that the truth," Opie agreed, shaking his head in amusement - Juice could not handle a girl like Letty Morrow, not in the slightest. Stronger men have tried and let's just say, it didn't end well for them. 

Clay joyfully chuckled, finding the boy's crush on his daughter kind of hilarious, knowing she had no interest in dating a Son. He would have applied the rule when she turned eighteen himself, but she had already stated she would never date one of his 'brothers' way before that. 

"There are two sides to my daughter; the angelic side of her mother and the devious side of me. And you never know what side you're gonna get from one moment to the next. She can switch just like that," he said, clicking his fingers together, as a sinister smirk tugged at the corner his lips. "So, this should be fun to watch, aye, boys?" he mocked, as they all roared with laughter. 

Poor Juice had no idea what he was getting himself into; swooning over the President's daughter. 

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Originally Published on Wattpad on the 10/03/2024

A/N:

Please not, all Images were created by Bing's AI generator. Although, the title tag at the top was made by me.

Let me know what you thought of the Prologue to my Sons of Anarchy Fanfiction - Ride or Die.

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Show Me Yours | Matty Healy [7]

chapter seven, act one: antichrist

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A/N -taking a week off from posting this due to exams and it's my birthday this weekend! thanks to all those who are reading, be back soon

-Mac <3

December 25th 2012

“Merry Christmas, darling.” Denise beams as she opens the door, pulling Tommie into a hug first then Adam and Ross right after.

“Merry Christmas.” The trio repeats.

George is the first to appear around the corner, a christmas jumper, that upon further expectation, they realise is matching with Denise.

He has half a Yorkshire pudding in his mouth and grins when he sees them, “Been waiting for you for bloody ages.”

“Daniel,” Denise scolds, “I said to wait.”

“I was starving.”

He heads back into the kitchen and they follow behind, finding Matty and Louis in similar jumpers, and another three piled on the empty seats.

Ross groans quietly, muttering ‘thought we left this in comp’.

Denise, who had heard him grabs his jumper to throw at him, “It’s Tommie’s first Christmas here with us, so we’re laying it on thick. All the traditions.”

Matty grins, Santa hat crooked on his head, “Here.”

He holds up the green jumper for her and she smiles pulling it on before walking around to talk to Louis.

Matty’s brow furrows and he sits back beside George, “Have I done something recently? Like bad?”

“Did you forget about the window already?”

“No,” He says quietly, looking back to see if his mother heard, “I mean to Tommie. Did I say something?”

George looks up in thought, slowly stealing some veg from one of the bowls in the middle when Denise goes back to the kitchen to grab the extra plates, Tommie and Adam following to help.

Ross sits on the other side of Matty looking at George who chews slowly on his food, “I mean, you did upset her when you said that thing the other day.”

“What thing?” He asks quickly.

“The thing about humbug being Arctic Monkeys' worst album.”

Ross sucks air in through his teeth slowly and tuts, “That’s her favourite album, I’m surprised she didn't kill you.”

“No, no, I mean,” He sighs watching her smile at his little brother, “I don’t know. I just, feel like something has changed.”

George shrugs as Ross gives his insight, “I mean, you have a girlfriend. Maybe she’s laying off to not make Gemma feel uncomfortable.” 

Matty doesn’t really listen, still watching her move about the dining room.

She sits between Adam and Louis, opposite Matty who has George on his left and Ross on his right, then Denise settles at the head of the table.

After everyone’s filled their plates up, and the guys have dug into Tommie for her picky eating habits, it's silent in the room.

Matty’s foot, that has been tapping impatiently against the floor for the past twenty minutes, moves to nudge Tommie’s.

He can’t take it anymore, the distance, the change in their relationship.

She looks up, raising a brow as she slowly chews on her broccoli. ‘Hey.’

She swallows the food in her mouth slowly and then raises an eyebrow, ‘Hi.’

‘You okay?’  She nods slowly and he tilts his head back towards the living room. She shakes her head, glancing back down at her food but then he nudges her foot again.

“Stop kicking me, Matty.” Louis complains, kicking his brother’s shin causing him to yelp and hit his knee on the table.

“Ow, Louis!”

“Matthew, that’s enough.” Denise warns.

“Mum, I didn’t-”

“Enough.” She says firmly.

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Tommie shivers slightly, curled up on herself crouched in a corner of the porch, the only light coming from the end of her cigarette.

“There you are.”

She looks up as Matty moves to crouch awkwardly beside her, fishing into the pocket of his skinny jeans to try and find his lighter as he lets the cigarette dangle from his mouth.

“You having a nice christmas, Baby?”

She hums, blowing the smoke out into the air.

“Me too.” He nods to himself, “You want to go pub tomorrow?”

“Ads and I are watching the Blues game. Tradition.” She answers simply.

“Surely they’ll have the rugby on in the pub.”

“Yeah, English rugby, not Cardiff.”

He nods, it’s silent for a few moments then he turns to her again, “After-?”

“No.”

He nods, pursing his lips together, “Did I… did I do something?”

She sighs, dropping her arm to rest on her elbow, “No…”

He nods, “Okay, good…” It’s silent again, the only sound being her blowing the smoke from her mouth, then he turns to her again, “So, what’s the issue?”

“Nothing, I’m just- I’m tired, Matty.”

“For three weeks?”

“Yeah, for three weeks. I’ve been working non stop, then doing this record, then the odd gig here and there, and with my new roommate-”

“Gemma’s not moving in officially, you know that right-”

“I meant George.”

He nods knowingly. Since Gemma is there most nights, and she and Matty go at it every second they can, George has spent most nights sleeping in her room with her.

George is much larger than her, meaning he takes up most of her bed. And he’s a kicker.

“Sorry.”

“Not your fault.”

“It’s not Gem’s either-”

“I’m not,” She laughs bitterly to herself, shaking her head, “I’m not blaming her.”

“Do you like her?”

She turns to look at him, brows raised, “Of course, she’s lovely.”

“Then why are you being so weird?”

“I don’t know, Healy, maybe because one day your tongues down my throat and the next you suddenly have a girlfriend.”

He looks away at that, swallowing, “Bab- Tommie, we-” He stubs his cigarette out to run his hands through his hair instead, “We were high.”

“Which time?” She questions harshly, “The first? Second? How about the seventh?”

“Tommie-”

“No.”

She sighs and stands, “I don’t-” She shakes her head, “You’re my best mate, Matty. I don’t, I don’t see you as that, you know, but-”

He stands too, head tilted, hand brushing hers, “But?”

“I don’t know,” She turns away with a sigh. She doesn’t want to cause an argument, to lose him. Maybe she has some feelings, maybe she thought there was something. But if to him it was nothing she’s willing to lay down and pretend it was nothing to her too, in order not to lose him at all.

“I don’t know.”

He sighs, brushing the hair from her face, “I’m sorry. I thought-I thought we were having some fun, you know.”

“That’s not- not what I mean,” She decides, closing her eyes and chewing her lip, she refuses to let her hands anxiously pick at her skin, or reach up to scratch her ear, she knows that's her tell.

“Did you cheat on her?” She asks slowly, “With me?”

He shakes his head, “No, we were together before that. You know the night I came to yours? We broke up, had an argument about- actually it's not important what it was about, the point is we broke up. Then she called me the day before the gig, we met up again, she apologised and we got back together.”

“Please don’t make me be some sort of second choice side piece slag for when you’re bored.”

His whole body softens, he practically melts at the look in her eyes, the pout on her face, “Promise.” He tugs her into his chest, chapped lips pressing a kiss to her forehead, “You’re always first in my book.”

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@thereisaplaceintheheart @indierockgirrl @sofaritsalrightt @julezs-bl0g

[seolinah]

some plots/dynamics i would love to have under the cut. like and i'll message you about making us a starter maybe? or plotting things out if that's your jam

always up for (and prefer) making any of the things f/f, but otherwise fine with whatever; put some muse ideas to use in it, but always up for using someone else or making someone new !

joe g*ldberg x love qu*nn dynamic from you; or a toxic and dangerous couple with murderous tendencies. can be obsessed with each other, one could be straying and the other is pissed about it, or they can not know (or one not know) about what the other is actually like ↪ wouldn't mind using: samantha (ana de armas), sinn (davika hoorne), freja (rebecca ferguson), wren (ben barnes)

polyships; give me a couple in love with their best friend or maybe best friends that are always on the verge of being more and then both end up liking the same person or frenemies/rivals that go after the same person ↪ wouldn't mind using: elizabeth (reina hardesty), jasper (alex fitzalan), noah (zoey deutch), tori (kim yoo jung), belinda (havana rose liu), daria (jessie mei li),

ancient / immortal being and a time traveler that keep running into each other throughout different periods of history ↪ wouldn't mind using: androméda (marisol nichols), anele (gugu mbatha-raw), tereza (angela sarafyan), liam chung (henry golding)

nerd x popular; more so just from this → i should be riding some nerd’s thigh while he gropes all over my body & tells me i’m the girl on his dreams ↪ wouldn't mind using: ye-jun (song kang), chan-yeol (lee dohyun), daria (jessie mei li), holly (abigail cowen), raven (tati gabrielle), belinda (havana rose liu), kenny (fivel stewart), eden (willa fitzgerald), jia (han so-hee)

all the horror related things pls and thanks; being haunted, someone going after them, killer x target, killers duo or killers competing against each other ↪ wouldn't mind using: camilla (amanda seyfried), cora (kim go-eun), florence (brianne howey), jonah (olivia cooke), joo won (choi sooyoung), priscilla (kate siegel), samantha (ana de armas), sinn (davika hoorne), alex (maggie q), bernie (halston sage), edie (rachel weisz), yu-mi (seo yeji), jane (melissa barrera), melanie (song jihyo), tereza (angela sarafyan), willow (victoria pedretti)

someone give me “you live in the apartment across the hall and you’re so fucking hot but i get so awkward around you even though you act completely normal and i stutter every. time. you’re out of my league anyway but then one night my stupid roommate locks me out and i forget my key and you see me sitting the hallway so you invite me in. and obviously i say yes but holy crap what is happening” plot pretty pls ↪ wouldn't mind using: zoey (adelaide kane), raven (tati gabrielle), presley (samara weaving), cassandra (vanessa kirby), barbara (suki waterhouse), tasmin (jessica alba), sebastian (felix mallard), mj (shin hye-sun), lucy (amy adams), ye-jun (song kang), ezmeray (demet özdemir), elizabeth (gemma chan), carmen (kylie bunbury), caria (melisa pamuk), adrian (seo kang joon)

ghost x human; where they're the only person that can see them (maybe bc of where they live or maybe they're connected somehow) and they work together to try and deal with the ghost's unfinished business or they're the reason they're a ghost or maybe the ghost has grown obsessed with them and wants them for themselves ↪ wouldn't mind using: willow (victoria pedretti), jane (melissa barrera), bernie (halston sage), cora (kim go-eun), yu-mi (seo yeji), theresa (rachel mcadams), edie (rachel weisz), zillah (mookda narinrak)

[bittenfms]

do you have any fc ideas for the volturi wives? and would we be able to give them an ability?

athenodora : angela sarafyan , angelababy (angela yeung wing) , cleopatra coleman , gemma chan , lorenza izzo , shay mitchell , jodie comer , eiza gonzález , samara weaving , park shin-hye , inbar lavi , sarah bolger

sulpicia : alexandra daddario , anna diop , deepika padukone , dewanda wise , gugu mbatha-raw , jamie chung , jessica de gouw , nathalie kelley , margot robbie , claire holt , adria arjona , candice king

and yes you can , although would probably be something subtle !

[valdezhqs]

hi friends & lurkers here are some of the beautiful women we would love to see here!

anya taylor joy,  jamie chung, sophia bush, bethany joy lenz, rebecca rittenhouse, adelaide kane, lindsey morgan, demet ozdemir, hande ercel, bahar sahin, jessica lucas, yagmur tanrisevsin,  sarah jeffery, elizabeth lail, naomi scott, camila mendes, katherine mcnamara, victoria justice,  lily collins, hazal filiz, hafsanur sancaktutan, jessica chastain,  adria arjona, kylie bunbury, simone ashley,  samantha logan,  rachel bilson, sofia carson,  jennifer aniston, anne hathaway, zoe saldana,  charlize theron,  michelle yeoh, kerry washington, rose byrne,  shin sekyung,  sydney park, jessie mei li, chase sui wonders, jessica henwick, natasha liu bordizzo,  lucy liu,  brianne tju,  gemma chan,  amber midthunder,  devery jacobs,  jeanine mason,  kiana madeira,   candice king, greta onieogou, heather hemmens,  phoebe tonkin, claire holt,  kat graham,  ryan destiny, and a lot more!

hello loves! valdezhqs is an appless oc supernatural roleplay. set in valdez alaska with lore influenced by various lores.   we are a poc & lgbtq+ friendly group for muns & muses 21 and over. like all groups, we thrive & survive on interactions and dedication, focusing on plot lines & character development.

[lunathiontv]

mwf for the species that have no apps so far?

𝙄   𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀   𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎   𝙌𝙐𝙀𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉!   our   current   species   without   apps   are   mer,   nymphs,   malakim,   humans,   daemonaki,   dragons,   draki,   necromancers,   and   wraiths. 

for   mer   and   nymphs,   i   would   love   to   see   laura   harrier,   halle   bailey   (so   obvious),   brianne   howey,   camila   queiroz,   carla   gugino,   claudia   kim,   diana   silvers,   eleanor   tomlinson,   gemma   chan,   gina   torres,   go   yoon   jung,   han   so   hee,   hande   erçel,   havana   rose   liu,   jamie   chung,   janhvi   kapoor,   karla   souza,   katherine   mcnamara,   kiana   madeira,   kim   go   eun,   lana   condor,   lauren   tsai,   lola   tung,   lucy   liu,   madelaine   petsch,   madeleine   madden,   madelyn   cline,   medalion   rahimi,   naomi   scott,   nathalie   emmanuel,   nicola   coughlan,   olivia   cooke,   oona   chaplin,   park   min   young,   priscilla   quintana,   savannah   lee   smith,   shin   yeeun,   simay   barlas,   wakeema   hollis,   urassaya   sperbund,   yoon   so   hee,   zhu   xudan,   or   zhu   zhu.

as   for   malakim,   i   think   adria   arjona,   angela   basset,   anya   chalotra,   bruna   marquezine,   danai   gurira,   dianne   doan,   du   juan,   emilia   clarke,   fivel   stewart,   gemma   chan,   gugu   mbatha-raw,   heida   reed,   hunter   schafer,   jamie   clayton,   jessica   chastain,   jodie   turner-smith,   julia   jones,   khadija   red   thunder,   kiana   ledé,   lesley-ann   brandt,   lisette   olivera,   lucy   boynton,   pimnitchakun   bumrungkit,   margot   robbie,   melisa   aslı   pamuk,   moon   ga   young,   natasha   liu   bordizzo,   nathalie   kelley,   pat   chayanit,   rosamund   pike,   sobhita   dhulipala,   sun   yihan,   tati   gabrielle,   and   zorzo   natharuetai   fit   the   vibe.

as   for   all   our   species   in   the   house   of   flame   and   shadow   (daemonaki,   dragons,   draki,   necromancers,   and   wraiths),   i   can   see   wawwa   nicha,   zorzo   natharuetai,   hazal   filiz   küçükköse,   adeline   rudolph,   billie   piper,   camila   queiroz,   chienna   filomeno,   jane   de   leon,   park   sooyoung,   kylie   verzosa,   mint   ranchrawee,   moodka   narinrak,   ozge   yagiz,   pinar   deniz,   samantha   logan,   shay   mitchell,   yara   shahidi,   yaya   dacosta,   yoghurt   nattasha,   tati   gabrielle,   pia   wurtzbach,   or   banita   sandhu   fitting   in   well!

[comicwaren]

From Daredevil Vol. 7 #007, “The Red Fist Saga: Part 7”

Art by Rafael De Latorre, Marco Checchetto, Elisabetta D’Amico and Matthew Wilson

Written by Chip Zdarsky

[wilmingtoncrp]

do you have any most wanted female faces? :)

Margot Robbie, Bensu Soral, Gemma Chan, Laura Harrier, Im Jinah, Greta Onieogou, Pallavi Sharda, Jamie Chung, Anna Sawai, Rebecca Rittenhouse, Ayça Ayşin Turan, Victoria Justice, Jade Eshete, Julia Dalavia, Ni Ni, Sobhita Dhulipala, Park Shin-Hye, Bae Suzy, Sonam Kapoor-Ahuja, Pooja Hedge, Aditi Rao-Hydari, Samantha Logan, Meghann Fahy.

[godeatershq]

mwfc

so i think: kiana ledé brown, haru. zendaya comelan, gal gadot, elizabeth olsen, lyrica okano, natashi liu bordizzo, abigail cowen, adeline rudolph, margot robbie, adria arjona, constance wu, brie larson, gemma chan, sophie turner, irene, madelaine petsch, ming-na wen, alexandra daddario, tessa thompson, shay mitchell, aja naomi king, sandra oh, tati gabrielle, gugu mbatha-raw, park min young, yura, park shin hye, hunter schafer, lucy boynton, victoria pedretti, ana de armas, lili reinhart, vanessa morgan, lindsey morgan, lucy liu, madchen amick, q’orianka kilcher, phoebe tonkin, jessica henwick, alisha boe, chloe bennet, jennie kim, kim dahyun, sahar luna, alycia debnam-carey, maya hawke, camila mendes, natalia dyer, lana condor, emilia clarke, lalisa manoban, laura harrier, mina el hammani, jessica chastain, rachel weisz, kathryn newton, lupita nyong'o kristine froseth, saoirse ronan, danai gurira, sonam kapoor, kim jiwoo, park sooyoung, park jihyo, im nayeon, myoui mina, jung eunbi or mina el hammani!!

[starlightoaks]

hey, what does FCOC mean and what are your most wanted female fcs

FCOC means Face Claim of Color! As of right now, we're only accepting FCOC, so here are our most wanted females: Davika Hoorne, Tessa Thompson, Gemma Chan, Deepika Padukone, Adria Arjona, Simone Ashley, Bruna Marquezine, Melisa Pamuk, Hande Erçel, Jo Bo-ah, Ashley Park, Go Yoon Jung, Im Jin-ah, Diane Guerrero, Shin Min-a, Simay Barlas, Samantha Logan, Laura Harrier, Issa Rae, Kathryn Bernado, Maja Salvador, Pallavi Sharda, Arsema Thomas, Geffri Maya, Demet Özdemir, Shannon Thornton, Gugu Mbatha-Raw, Lauren London, Kerry Washington, Coco Jones, Han So Hee, Courtney Eaton, Tati Gabrielle & Kiana Ledé.