ᵃ ˡᵘᶜᵏʸ ᵐᶤˢᵗᵃᵏᵉˑ | ᵒᶰᵉ ᵒᶰ ᵒᶰᵉ ʷᶤᵗʰ ᵖᶤᵉᵎ

[apathy,]

Light glanced over at her, he winked before going towards the back door and opening it. The large dog ran out and barked at birds. Giving a stern face at the dog, he ended up stop barking in a matter of seconds. Light rubbed his hair and made his way over to Soap. Depends on my personality? He questioned wrapping an arm around her waist. His hand gripped tightly and pulled her close to him. Do you like my personality? He smirked pulling himself away and leaving the kitchen. His hands slid into his pocket to pull out a match and a cigarette. I'm calling you Soap. He said opening the front door and stepping out onto the small porch.

Lighting the cigarette he slipped it into his mouth. He wasn't much of a smoker, but he did it occasionally. Mostly once a day, or maybe once every two days. Depending on how he felt that day. A beautiful blooming tree was in front of their house, pink flowers with white tips outlined the tree. A neighbor waved at him, and the reaction was to wave back. After a couple minutes he threw the cigarette onto the ground and stepped back up into the house and looked around the living room. Blank walls he stared at, it was time to make new memories....

He picked up a camera and held it in his hands. He'd just sneak a picture of Soap when she wasn't looking. Sitting back onto the couch he wrapped an arm around the back of the couch..

Rockit

{ - mood evil - } | { - relationship married - } | { - being crushed on by no one - } | { - location living room - }
{ - actions sitting - } | { - crushing on soap - } | { - talking to Soap. - }

[abandoned.]

aka Prophet
"If life is a fairy tale, then where's my happy ending?"
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Sophia watched as the dog ran out into the backyard, listening as he barked continuously until Lighter looked at the Golden sternly. She frowned a little when he came over and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling him close to him. Instead of elbowing him, like she would've been tempted to do, she just stayed there silently.

"I'm not exactly sure if I like your personality as of yet. I haven't seen enough of it," she told him, shrugging lightly as he moved away, towards the front porch. "Soap?" she asked, raising her eyebrows. She debated on whether or not she liked this new nickname and found that she did, surprisingly. "Mm..unique. I suppose Soap is all right."

With that said, Sophia went and sat down on the couch as Light went out onto the porch to smoke. Maybe this arranged marriage wouldn't be so bad after all. Who know, it could actually be interesting and enjoyable.

((crushing on soap xD sounds like he's crushing on the cleaning supply xDDD I'm sure people who read that part and not the rest of the post would be like: "Okay...random. He likes cleaning supplies."))

[apathy,]

Licking his lips he snapped a picture of Sophia, a smirk slid onto his face. Sexy, that's a keeper. He laughed turning the camera off and setting it on the floor. He laid his head on the end of the couch, then lifted his legs up to sit on Sophia's lap. Picking the camera back up he continued to snap pictures of Soap. He was mainly doing this because he did find her attractive, as well just to annoy her. The sudden scratching and whimpering filled the air. Erm. He let out a snort and got to his feet, the camera stayed in his hands to make sure Soap didn't steal it. He just didn't want awkward pictures of him hanging on the walls of the living room.

Shaking his head from the thoughts and allowed the large dog to fumble into the house. He lost his balance and soon fell onto the ground with a loud thud. Ouch? He chuckled just laying there on the ground. Rockit wagged his tail and pounced on his stomach, he gasped pushing the dog off and getting to his feet.Rockit! He groaned rubbing his back and flicking his light brunette hair out of his eyes. The taller you are, the harder you fall. The man muttered under his breath as he made his way out of the kitchen and sitting back down on the couch. Hoping that Soap didn't even hear/see anything.

Rockit [ Yeah, that's what I was aiming for. >.> lol What about, 'talking to soap' ]

{ - mood evil - } | { - relationship married - } | { - being crushed on by no one - } | { - location living room - }
{ - actions sitting - } | { - crushing on soap - } | { - talking to Soap. - }

[abandoned.]

Mmm...talking to light and crushing on light))

Sophia heard a camera and frowned, looking at Light. It took her a moment to realize that he was snapping picture after pictures of her. She opened her mouth to protest, when she heard a scratching noise, followed by low whispers. She watched as Light got up from the couch, going back to let the dog in.

Not wanting to really get up or move around, Sophia leaned back against the couch. She was slightly tired. It was how she got when there wasn't much to do. She looked around her, in hopes that he had left the camera. Much to her disappointment, he hadn't. Sighing, she relaxed and closed her eyes, folding her hands over her stomach.

[apathy,]

Light picked the camera off the ground and examined it to see if it was okay. It was perfectly fine, it fell on the rug. Making his way into the living room he snapped one last picture before hiding the camera in the hall closet on the highest shelf. So, warming up to me yet? He questioned with a smirk as he continued to rub his back. Closing the door he made his way back over to the couch, this time he laid back down. His legs rested in her lap, mostly just to annoy her.

Popping his fingers he looked over at the dog who was trying to claw his way onto the couch. No, your not allowed on the couch. He demanded watching the dog go hide in his little bed. Crossing his arms he thought of an idea not to let Sophia up from the couch. He wouldn't move, and he refused to. An evil smile creeping onto his face as he just laid/sat there.

Rockit [ sorry it isn't that much ... ._. ]

{ - mood evil - } | { - relationship married - } | { - being crushed on by no one - } | { - location living room - }
{ - actions sitting - } | { - crushing on soap - } | { - talking to Soap. - }

[abandoned.]

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Sophia “Prophet” Wright
“If life is a fairy tale, then where's my happy ending?”

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Sophia opened her eyes when she heard Lighter come back into the living room. She watched him put up the camera on the highest shelf possible and frowned. Now that wasn't fair. Why the hell was he so tall?[D: xD] She wouldn't be able to get that, even if she got a chair and stood on it. Maybe along with a pile of books too. "For the first time, I honestly feel inferior," she muttered to herself, crossing her arms. What height had to do with superiority, she didn't know, but the more height, the more intimidating a person was.

Debating on how she should answer his question, she looked down at her lap when she felt someone else's feet. She raised her eyebrows, contemplating on whether or not she should just push them off. Deciding she wanted to see what happened, Sophia did just that. She pushed the boy's feet off her lap and onto the floor. "I don't know. I suppose I'm getting used to...this."

[apathy,]

Placing his hands behind his head he softly closed his eyes, the room was starting to relax. Until he felt the cold hard wood flooring on his face. Opening his eyes he looked at the floor, how did he end up on the floor? Did she push him off onto the floor or something? Snorting his placed his hands evenly on the floor and pushed himself up onto his knees. Narrowing his eyes at Sophia he gripped her leg and pulled her onto the floor. He gave a tug to bring her onto the clean ground, and once she was on the floor he lifted a leg over her and placed his hands on her shoulders.

Looks like we're both on the floor. He smirked pinning her down, he stared down into her eyes with a smirk on his face. Light felt the sudden force of a back bone dig into his chest. He managed to pull himself off of Soap and watched as Rockit laid down on top of Sophia. Good boy. He praised with a smile sitting back down on the couch and watched Soap. She was perfect, although he was still questioning if she would make a great mother or not. Considering that she still seemed like she was going to bite off his head. Sliding his finger into his mouth he bit. He mostly did this when he was deep in thought, he gave a mental shake of the head and soon pulled his finger out of his mouth. How's it down there on the floor? He smirked whipping his finger on his white shirt and getting to his feet.

Rockit [ I said floor a lot in this post. xD ]

{ - mood playful - } | { - relationship married - } | { - being crushed on by soap - } | { - location living room - }
{ - actions sitting - } | { - crushing on soap - } | { - talking to Soap. - }

[abandoned.]

[being crushed on by soap <-----xD haha. Just noticed that .3. mm..I can actually Rockit sitting on Sophia ._.'' xD Now for Sophia to beg for the dog to get off .3.))

aka Prophet
"If life is a fairy tale, then where's my happy ending?"
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Sophia had to cover her mouth to keep herself from laughing as soon as Lighter hit the floor. He seemed to be startled and a bit confused. Maybe even surprised at the fact that she'd had the audacity to push him onto the floor. Behind her hand however, there was a smile that was being hidden, though her eyes didn't to a very well enough job at keeping the amusement out.

Suddenly, she felt his hand grip her leg, before he tugged her down onto the floor. She let out an involuntary surprised yelp as she hit the ground. Within seconds, Light had her pinned down and she glared up at him, though there was still amusement in her eyes, making the glare seem playful. She began to lift herself off the ground when Light removed himself, but was instead pinned down by the Golden. Sighing, she lifted her head to look down at the dog, before scratching his ears. "Move."

[apathy,]

Light couldn't help but laugh, gripping his side he fell onto the couch and laid there. Taking deep breaths to calm himself down. Okay, get off my wife, Rockit. He smirked evilly, he'd have to get used to saying the word; wife. He put his hands behind his head and stared down at her. His arm lazily hung on the side of the couch, his fingers easily traced the floor. Mmm... He muttered with a smirk as he got to his feet and stepped over Sophia. His black socks blended in with his black pants. He went into the master bed room and laid down on the bed.

He didn't care if it was like, four or something, he was tired. From rolling on the ground laughing so hard kind of tired. He spread himself across the whole bed and claimed a pillow for his head. Where would they be sleeping? He knew that Sophia would never sleep in the same bed as him, frankly, he didn't care if they slept in the same bed or not. He'd take this relationship slowly if she wanted to. He knew he father would nag him about not having kids any time soon. Gritting his teeth at the thought he pulled another pillow over his head.

Light opened his mouth and let out a loud scream into the pillow, his legs kicked in the air as he pressed the pillow on his head down harder. He wasn't ready to be nagged, or even have kids. What was wrong with this world?


Rockit [ Dude, I am tired. xD ]

{ - mood playful - } | { - relationship married - } | { - being crushed on by soap - } | { - location living room - }
{ - actions sitting - } | { - crushing on soap - } | { - talking to Soap. - }

[abandoned.]

((meh. Dad's iPhone soni have absolutely NO formatting saved. =_= he hardly uses his notes. I might save some formats eventually. But then the people he works with...))

Sophia kept scratching Rockit, pleading every so often for the Golden to let her free. He seemed intent on staying on top of her, sadly enough. Finally, Sophia just gave up and let her head fall back down to the carpeted floor with a soft thud. She'd stopped cratching Rockit, instead letting her hand rest on top of his head. Apparently, this dog would probably never listen to her and only to his original master.

Feeling the beginnings of a yawn, Sophia covered her mouth, before hearing Light ordering Rockit to get off his wife. Wife? Oh. Right. She was married. She would need to grow used to the term wife...and husband...and marriage. Sighing, she finally felt the dog's weight lift off of her and she glared at at Rockit. "I'm going to remember this," she said, frowning up at him. Shame that the Golden didn't listen to her; he would've more than likely been spoiled by Sophia.

Turning her head towards the couch, she saw that Light[gah I keep saying Logan =_=] had already gotten up and left. She turned her head in the other direction, watching him disappear down the hallway. Sighing, Sophia turned get head once more so she was staring up at the ceiling. She was in no mood to move. 

Children. She was expected to bear children eventually. How interesting. Sophia did enjoy the presence of children; they were cute and so innocent. Gullible too. She loved the tiny humans that grew up into larger people, but didn't know if she wanted any of her own. Mainly because she had no idea of what to expect. It wasn't as if she had her mother to offer advice and she didn't even have a sister.

Those thoughts finished and banished, Sophia stared up at the ceiling blankly. What to do, what to do? Then, she remembered the camera. This was the perfect chance to attempt and get it. Sophia got to her feet quietly, before deciding that it would be best to just make sure of what Lighter was doing. So, she made her way towards where she saw him disappear off to, seeing the bedroom door left slightly ajar. Pushing it open further so she could poke her head in further, Sophia found herself watching a kicking and muffled screaming Lighter. "Uh.." she began, not sure he could hear her. "Are you...okay?"

((meh. Next post. I want to have her climb a chair and just reach futilely for the camera.))