Extra drabbles and scenes from Poor Unfortunate Soul.

After several years of working at a failing branch of a multinational fast food franchise, Black Star still doesn't know where he's going with his life, or if he's going anywhere at all. When a courtesy call from a government employee informs him that his estranged father has been sentenced to death, he's forced to come to terms with the family he has, and to move forward.

Soul is a sex demon and literally starving. He's laughably terrible at what he does. It's a good thing Maka has a soft spot for strays. [ resbang 2015 ]

He might consider himself a composer for a moment, because there are harmonies between meister Maka and early morning Maka, the one who slides her hands beneath waist bands and strokes him lovingly, slowly.

Soul Evans had given up his old baby grand back home in the States for the Devil's piano on the front lines of World War II. War is hell, but a certain British angel may make it a bit more bearable for him. AU Warnings: character death, characters suffering from PTSD, violence

"My my my! Petra. Must've been a HELLA rough training session yesterday you had with the corporal." Erd purred out, his voice like velvet and silk, laced with a heavy dose of sexual implication. She blushed brightly, half mortified as she recalled her activities yesterday.

It was early, and bleary, and he was tired and the coffee they were drinking might as well be sludge. But he would never tell her that he purposefully woke up right after she did just so they could have a moment together in the peace of the new day, drinking from fingerprint smudged white coffee cups.