no Cana loving hours without him being absolutely SMITTEN with his wonderful girlfriend [ @soulbiinding ].
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from Colombia
seen from United States

seen from Russia
seen from Brazil
seen from Australia
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China

seen from Ukraine

seen from Japan

seen from Russia
seen from China

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Malaysia

seen from United States
no Cana loving hours without him being absolutely SMITTEN with his wonderful girlfriend [ @soulbiinding ].
@soulbiinding approached: Has found herself on the steps of his home and she’s not quite sure why she’s there if she’s honest. But that doesn’t stop her from knocking on a large wooden door and offering him a smalls smile when he answers. “Sorry to bother but I didn’t know where else to go.” // Flare pls help her out freed
"Flare!" Surprise showed across his face as soon as he had opened the front door of his house. The sky had begun to turn dark and clouds seemed ready to coat the earth with rain; it was good that she found her way to his home, especially because she didn't seem to have anywhere else to go right now.
Long emerald hair was tied up in a messy bun, casual garments covering his body in place of his usually more proper choice of clothing. He'd been relaxing on his couch with a steaming cup of tea and a book in his hands after finishing an evening training session. Laxus was currently absent. And now, Flare was requesting his attention.
Freed was more than willing to drop his prior activities for her.
She was always welcome at his doorstep, without exception.
"Of course, come inside. It appears you arrived at exactly the right time." Considering that it looked like rain and perhaps a full-on storm possibly. Well, it didn't matter anymore - she was welcome to stay for as long as she needed to stay. Or wanted to.
Once the red-haired woman had stepped inside he closed the door behind her. He couldn't help but notice - there was a heaviness of spirit surrounding her presence, perhaps even sadness that he could see lingering in the depths of her eyes. He'd only been able to catch a glimpse, though the observation had him furrow his brows. "Can I offer you a cup of tea?"
There was no getting around it; he needed to inquire for her reason for coming here. It was difficult to imagine that it had been mere coincidence - with the way she had phrased her sentence. She had come here for a reason and perhaps this very reason was deeply entangled with the dolorousness he hated to feel wafting from Flare.
That could wait for a moment longer, however. He would allow her to settle down and get more comfortable first before he flinging any sort of questions at her.
@soulbiinding. / serious starter.
it’s nearly three in the morning , & victor hasn’t been able to get a wink of sleep. his rotom phone ever so helpfully reminds him of the championship bracket starting tomorrow , & victor’s never wanted to crack his phone more than this moment. how could he possibly get any sleep after everything that’s happened ??
how were they expected to walk away from the edge of apocalypse like it was just another bloody day in hammerlocke ??
so he fidgets , tossing & turning until he can’t take it anymore. the idea of it won’t leave him alone. what if zacian & zamazenta hadn’t shown up when they had , what if they hadn’t been strong enough to defeat eternatus , what if what if what if--
it seems he hadn’t quite outgrown his crybaby phase after all. he hears a knock on his door & quickly wipes his face with his hands , hearing the door open. he hides his face in his hat for a moment until he hears gloria step in the room & he lets out a shaky sigh , lowering his hat to speak.
‘ can’t sleep either ?? ’
♤ ' ━ @soulbiinding / sora Sends him at txt at 3am “hey? You up?”
THE CHIMING OF HIS PHONE falls upon his ears & He check it perhaps a bit too QUICKLY . . . . It wasn’t like he’d spent his whole night staring at his ceiling hoping for a certain name to light up his screen. . .
[TEXT] Yeah. [/TEXT] sent 3:01am
[TEXT] I miss you. . . [/TEXT] [/DELETE ]
[TEXT] What’s up ? u ok ? [/TEXT] sent 3:04am
Natalia is eyeing piers now with his comment on bug types. “wanna battle then my dear?” / Oop you woke her
Unprompted Asks ♫ @soulbiinding ♫ Accepting
"Y'know I'd be utterly destroyed by your team, right? I'm not much for battlin' these days, anyway..."
However, now there's a Dusk Ball in his hand. Oops, there he goes, giving into the smallest temptation and running the risk of being wrecked to show off his Pokemon- "But I'm not one t'back away from a challenge either! Y'didn't know me from when I was a Gym Leader, did you, darlin'? I'll have y'know m'skills haven't dulled in th' slightest. Call this a reunion tour with me an' m'team, so hope you're ready t'get absolutely crushed!"
@soulbiinding love me
“Heeey, Gloria~! Sorry to call you so suddenly! I was hoping we could meet up, are you free?”
Was she lost somewhere in Galar? Yes.
Has fallen asleep on his shoulder while watching a movie and whispers an “I love you” in her sleepy state
@soulbiinding
Oh, he'd already noticed. From the very beginning he had been aware of what the outcome of their little movie date would look like; perhaps not in all its details but with a definite outline. Confirmation arrived sooner than anticipated, however. So there was one astonishment, after all.
The tv had long been turned off and he had sat in silence, with his woman fast asleep on his right shoulder. A silent chuckle of amusement had come to his features upon witnessing Cana like this, all surrendered to the fatigue she had so vehemently attempted to pretend wasn't existent. Well, well…
Once the quiet surrounded them, with the exception of her soft breathing, Freed had reached for the book that lay on the small table next to him. He had no intention of stirring her, not yet. She should be able to catch sleep without a n y sort of interruption and if that meant that he would sleep on the couch as well, then so bet it. There was the option of carrying her to bed - though he didn't want to risk it. She needed the sleep.
Freed read page after page in comfort of his girlfriend's company and the knowledge that she was safe and sound. And then, she mumbled these words.
It's not like he had heard them the first time right then and there, oh no, they had been spoken to each other more than once. Every single time, they had been as sincere as could be and he couldn't… didn't want to imagine a scenario that could possible discover that these three words were spoken as a lie. Not ever.
Who would have ever thought that the two of them of all people would end up together, developing feelings so strong that nothing and nobody would be able to shatter them? He certainly hadn't - his feelings had hit him hard and out of nowhere. Or rather, the realization of that they where there, in his heart.
Now she was resting against him, sleeping and at peace. Freed was at peace, too.
Sitting here like this in the comfort of their living room and embraced by silence, he couldn't help but wonder… It was a dangerous thought, one he would have never dared to even attempt pondering on some time ago. With the two of them resting here in such a familiar manner, however… Cana mumbling in her sleep, her words stirring all emotion in his being…
Would they be able to grow old in such peace?
Oh, Freed wasn't as foolish as to assume that their life would cease being exciting and dangerous and filled with turmoil. He couldn't imagine a life without his work, without battles, without overcoming troubles. It was, after all, something that let all their bonds grow even closer. Apart from these aspects of life, though? When the two of them were just like this?
Whenever he had reached his time to rest and retire, he desired it to be just like this. With Cana by his side, unwavering love in his heart and the awareness that, perhaps, he had done something right in his life. He knew that much now.
Freed moved his left hand with utter caution, putting the book he had been reading aside. He tilted his head slightly, taking in a waft of her scent. One corner of his mouth twitched - it was barely visible. And as he felt emotion overcome him in full force, he pressed the most tender, softly shaking kiss to the top of her head. He didn't move away afterwards. Eyelids had fluttered shut and lips were buried in her beautiful brown hair. Nobody would be able to witness the single tear escaping, leaving a glinting streak across his cheek before connecting with Cana's hair.
{ I love you, too.
Oh, I love you, too. }
❤️ 👌
♤ ’ ━ SIMPLE SHIPPING MEME.
Send 👌 if you would like to explore a PLATONIC relationship between our muses!
Send ❤️ if you would like to explore a ROMANTIC relationship between our muses!