#sweetfogarty

A belated birthday gif for @sweetfogarty based on her alternate S2 fic exploring the relationship between Fangs and Midge, and the trial that results from her murder, In the Pursuit of Justice.

Soph has made me absolutely adore fidge with her fic and I just had to make something for it! The first four quotes are from the fic, the last two just felt appropriate to add.

A little Maldelia Halloween drabble set in my Southside Werewolves universe.  Hope you like it, Soph!

11. “Oh, this isn’t a costume. This is my natural state of being.” 

Malachai x OC | 442 words

Cordelia finished pinning back her hair, tugging the red hood into place so that a few face-framing locks still drifted out. “I cannot believe you talked me into this, Malachai.”

“Why not?” He grinned, walking up behind her to wrap his arms around her waist. “Afraid the big, bad wolf’s going to eat you?” He nuzzled her neck, earning a ticklish laugh as his furry mask brushed against her neck.

“I bet you’d like to,” she laughed, wiggling out of his grip. “But not until after the party.”

He bit back a moan, the sound nearly a growl. “Fuck, babe, are you sure we have to go?”

“Yes, we do, Malachai,” she said, giving him a firm look.  When she took in his costume, a classic, furry, big bad wolf they had picked up at the costume store, she couldn’t help but smile. “Even if you do look ridiculous in that costume.”

He winked. “Bet you can’t wait to get it off me, love.”

She rolled her eyes, grabbing her shoes and walking past him into the living room.  Her long, red cape swept up in the movement, and she had to admit that she made a pretty good Little Red. “If anything, you’re going to need a shower after you take that thing off—it’s got to be hot as hell in there.”

He shrugged, following her into the living room and flopping on the couch while she laced up her boots. “Sounds like a great excuse for you to get in the shower with me.”

“Are you going to be horny all night?” she asked, giving him a skeptical look. “Because this is a family-friendly party, you know.”

“I promise I’ll behave, love,” he laughed, leaning in to kiss her on the cheek and bumping her with his plastic snout. “At least until we get home.  Then you can see what a big—”

“Don’t you dare, Malachai Martinez,” she laughed, shoving him. “I think you’re getting a little too into this costume.”

His eyebrows rose. “Oh, this isn’t a costume.  This is my natural state of being.”

Cordelia laughed and got up off the couch. “Malachai, you’re such a—” She cut off, her eyes widening as her mouth fell open. “Don’t you dare make any wolf jokes tonight, Malachai.”

Laughing, he got off the couch to pull her into a hug. “Babe, I’m not about to reveal my big furry secret to all of your coworkers at a Halloween party.”

She fixed him with a stern gaze. “You better not.”

Malachai bit back a laugh. “What, babe?  Don’t want everyone to know that you’re a monster fucker?”

“Malachai!”

First things first, did you have a good year?My year was alright to say the least. I think 2018 was a good learning experience for me personally, and I feel that I’ve done a lot of personal growth in the last few months especially. 

If you traveled, where did you go?The furthest I went this year was Montreal for my birthday back in February. I spent the entire week homesick and down with a migraine, but I definitely still had a good time. 

Which fashion trends did you love?fanny packs. they’re useful, they can look cute, and they’re quite literally the only thing I need at a festival - don’t have to worry about it flying off when im jumping around. 

Which fashion trends did you hate?almost fucking everything. biker shorts are gross. PVC boots and bags are gross. dad sneakers? gross. small sunglasses? ugh. 

What album came out and has been on heavy rotation since then? K.O.D by J Cole - once an addict hits me where it hurts 

What food did you try for the first time?lasagna stuffed peppers 

What was the best moment of the year for you?I went to two different concerts this year that really made the whole year worth while - I saw (and met) Sean Paul back in July, and saw (and hungout with) The Score in September :3 those were pretty cool. 

heathen

Midge bites her lip as Fangs’ fingers tease the hem of her short cheer skirt. His hands slide higher, hiking up her skirt and groping the swell of her ass while he presses wet kisses down the side of her neck. “No underwear?” he murmurs, grinning when her hips grind forward against him. “Naughty.”

“Someone could see us,” Midge reminds him, but does nothing to stop him as he spreads her legs apart and slips a hand between her thighs. Her fingers dig into his shoulders where he has her pinned between him and one of the metal pillars holding up the football bleachers.

In the bleachers above them, the crowd suddenly cheers, covering up the small gasp Midge makes as Fangs’ strokes her dripping slit.

Northsiders looked down on the Southside. But in spite of that privilege they had, there was nothing the kids of the Northside loved more than having fun with Southside culture. They’d attend drag races, stroll into Southside bars, graffiti Southside territory, having their fun and then never accepting the consequences that befell normal Southsiders. Northsiders were loud in their laughter, but silent in the Southside suffering.

All except Midge.

In the Pursuit of Justice, Fangs Fogarty x Midge Klump

moodboard for and fic by @sweetfogarty

I wish I could say this is out of context, but it’s really not.

“Second of all,” he turns to Sweet Pea, “you got hard fromsharing a bed? And you think that won’t happen when she takes her clothes off for you?”

Gladys leans forward in her seat, placing her hands on thedesk between them. “Give up your heart,” she tells him simply, dark eyespinning him in place, so much like Jubilee’s that he could lose himself in them.