♕ — To the chessboard.

name: Touko Shirou nickname: None (yet) gender: Female romantic orientation: Panromantic preferred pet names: Hun, dear, sweet, and love.

relationship status: Single and debating on being ready to mingle favorite canon ship(s): Ferriswheelshipping (at least, in my dreams.) favorite non-canon ship(s) so far: Touko/Cheren, Touko/Bianca, Touko/Hikari, Touko/Cress and Touko/Grimsley opinion on true love: yes.

opinion on love at first sight: It is debatable, but she can be convinced it exists.

how ‘romantic’ are they?: Not quite hopelessly, but she’s getting there.

ideal physical traits: As long as they have a warm smile and are healthy looking!

female: same as above. ^^

male: same as above. ^^

ideal personality traits: Kind, gentle, playful, and likes to rough house sometimes.

unattractive physical traits: Just appearing very unfriendly or mean. 

unattractive personality traits: Mean, abuses Pokemon, unfriendly, rude, cowardly, 

ideal date: Amusement parks, arcade games, sporty dates!

do they have a type?: Kind-hearted adventurers! 

average relationship length: She doesn’t date much to really give an accurate measurement.

preferred non-sexual intimacy: Hand holding, forehead kisses, sharing secrets, and late night conversations.

commitment level: Til death does them apart.

opinion of public affection: Touko likes very wholesome but minimal amounts of it.

past relationships?: None so far.

tagged by: @saviorofsinnoh

「 The salty air drifted through the city, combing through Touko’s chesnut tresses. Rays of the sun reflected in the waves as Samurott jumped happily, doing nifty tricks in his natural habitat. She’d learn a thing or two from an old friend of hers, that every now and then, Pokemon needed to revisit what they’d felt was the closest to home. 

Droplets of water splashed upon her visage, an invitation from Samurott to join him in the waters. Touko splashed back at him playfully, going back and forth with him until he mysteriously stopped. She peered over at him, worried as he seem’d to have shrunk in embarrassment.」

❝Samurott...? What’s wrong?❞

「 Touko felt the presence of another in the area. Her instincts told her to turn to the person next to her: a beautiful girl in white, a part of her dress wet from their previous shenanigans. Samurott must’ve thought he’d made her angry, even though she didn’t appear to be. 」

She didn’t quite understand what it was that made her feel oddly out of place until the blonde peered at her with concern. 

Ah, of course. 

Her thick, tangled tresses broke apart the hair tie again. Touko usually had spares, but it appears that they’d all come apart as well. Now, she was left with a messy head full of strands sticking out. 

As in… like-like?

The notion that Touko could possibly have feelings for him barely ever occurred to her, though it wasn’t an insane one either.

She recalled once before, when she casually said in passing to her friends that N in particular was special to her. They’d tease her for it after, but it was the truth.

Her rough fingers, detailed with callus’s, curled around the stems. She’d admit, it was a beautiful flower petal arrangement. Though that had only raised the already existing suspicion she had of his behavior even more.

『♕』