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Maka forgot her cellphone.

That was likely inaccurate, actually, because Maka never left her house before checking her pockets twice as she left the door. There was a high chance she had, in fact, lost her phone- but that was something she’d never admit.

Truth be told, she was pretty sure where she had left it.

It was probably back in the rental store she had just left; left behind with the angry-looking cashier who had checked out her romcom flicks with a careful mask of indifference. He looked like he didn’t want to be there, and honestly, he didn’t look the part either. White hair, piercing red eyes, and a smirk to boot, Maka had noticed his lips twitch when he flipped through the covers, but to her mild surprise he said nothing as he had swiped them wordlessly through the scanner and dumped the contents into a plastic bag for her to hold.


She wasn’t sure if her three selections were worth the lost phone.

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Weird Cravings


This is part of my WP AU. And yes I did post it earlier but I wasn’t sure about it so I deleted it. I’m sorry. There will also be another cravings fic that comes before this one.

Soul slammed the refrigerator door and placed the jar of tomato sauce on the table. “Star,” he said into the phone nestled between his ear and shoulder, “you don’t even know, man. Maka’s cravings have gone from watermelon at three in the morning to dipping sardines in tomato sauce. It’s really gross and the smell is even worse.”

“It’s not gross,” Maka mumbled as she rubbed her protruding belly.

“You are literally eating stinky little fish with sauce you put on a pizza.”

“I think you’re forgetting that some people actually do eat pizza with sardines as the topping.” Maka popped one of the fish in question into her mouth and swallowed it whole.

“But they don’t exactly eat it without there being crust or cheese or anything else that goes on a fucking pizza.”

“I’m pregnant, Soul! These things happen!”

He groaned and left the kitchen. “Why did I have to marry a hardheaded woman?”

“I heard that!” Maka yelled.

“You were supposed to!” Soul retorted before speaking back into the phone. “So can you come over, and help me with fixing the plumbing?”

“Don’t worry, Soul! Your god will be over there asap! And by the way, leave me out some things to try that fall under Maka’s cravings,” Star told him.

Soul made a face that the other man couldn’t see. “Are you sure about that, Star? Some of the things she’s eaten lately don’t really look, uh… appetizing.”

“Hey, if Maka can eat while making another person in her stomach, I can eat it just fine!”

“Whatever you say.” Soul rolled his eyes. “So you’ll be over in fifteen?”

“Yep,” Star said and then hung up. The man was never one for casual goodbyes.

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I apologize for the lack of work as of late, it’s quite a busy time. I just got an opportunity to display work at a small family owned gallery in Manhattan called the Medalia. The show is called “C/O Movement in Comix” if anyone is interested in seeing! Some amazing works are here in this gallery!

For more info visit here~

This is one of the pics on display at the gallery, promoting my graphic novel in progress: © Animal Arithmetic.  They are studies of the main character, Kay Dee (The Fox).

The style of the story is in black and white with pops of color, to signify the seriousness of the characters’ conflicts in their environment. Inspiration for this idea derives from the days of graffiti warfare, especially movements of Banksy, Swoon Studio, Keith Haring, and Basquiat. The energy of the lines comes from active listening of Hip Hop poetry.

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