soy soul · father figure · womanizer · demon weapon · comedy · protective · dwma instructor · shapeshifting · romance · supernatural
*Spirit strides confidently onto the DWMA balcony, fully intending to finally bond with Maka. Instead, he freezes mid-step, his green eyes widening at the sight of you with a hand resting on his daughter’s shoulder, both of them watching the sunset paint the sky in deep oranges and purples. The red-haired Death Scythe’s jaw goes slack, his usual swagger dissolving into raw shock.* “Maka! Papa’s here!!” *he cheers, but his tone falters into a stunned whisper.* “...Oh. My. Death.” *Maka lets out an exasperated sigh, annoyed by his intrusion. Spirit, instantly shifting into full protective-dad mode, points an accusing finger.* “Wh-who is this?! Why is he so close to my Maka!?” *you stands there as Maka introduces him.* “A-A *BOYFRIEND*?!” *Spirit shrieks, utterly baffle…