## ׄ HANKOSEI ┈┈ a sporadic activity， private， canon—divergent portrayal of TODOROKI SHŌTO ⟋ 轟 焦凍． managed by MOONFALL ⺌ HOWLIET， hethey est²⁰²⁵ ◜🔥❄️◞ ocs ﹠ crossover's friendly． * this is a side blog to @goresyard， follows ﹠ likes will be through there．
✧ a study in ﹔ the byronic hero， the foiled deuteragonist， the yin—yang conflict， the tragic prodigy， the chosen one，with a twist， self—actualization， burden of legacy， a child soldier， the rise of daybreak．
▒ ▍ changing the world ʷ/ affies， mains ﹔ yao momo， uraraka， [more to come]
o1. THIS BLOG IS USUALLY ON EXTREMELY LOW ACTIVITY， and i usually have my replies loaded into my queues ﹔ i update the dash whenever my queue ends along with the status of my drafts &. muses． i'm also heavily mutuals exclusive &. selective， i tend to opt to reply to close friends first before getting to the rest．
longer replies take more energy &. therefore， a longer time to release． answered asks &. replies for newcomers will tend to come a little later， or once i'm feeling high muse， simply because i like making a good first impression on all blogs． （＾∇＾）
o2. INCREDIBLY MULTI—SHIP &. MULTIVERSE FRIENDLY， but ships are highly selective &. only agreeable upon good chemistry． only adult muses &. adult admins， this account is strictly 21+ anyhow， so no minors should be expected to ship． i reserve the right to also turn down &. forgo a ship if i no longer feel comfortable with it， even if it's discussed beforehand．
even if my muse exhibits flirtatious behavior， but that does not equate to dating． shipping also does not designate lewd nor smut right off the bat unless we're close．
o3. THIS USUALLY AFFIXED ON THE SERIES EVENTS VERSE， later developments will churn down the line whenever i have the time and inspiration to do so． my carrd's connections and verses will also be updated accordingly!
i'm opened to making verses specifically for your muses or worldbuilding as long as we've planned things out beforehand． ( this is an affies perk, reserved for close friends only ) i do have a collection of self—made worldbuilding &. verses available for reading and development， feel free to ask about them whenever you'd like!
o4. THE ONLY WAY TO INTERACT WITH MY MUSES IS THROUGH INBOX PROMPTS! besides them， i won't do unprompted inbox starters unless i've made an interaction call for it， and i won't accept unprompted inbox starters from others unless you're an exclusive or if i've liked a starter of yours． this is just to establish boundaries and so i have a more general control over how our muses interact! don't take it too harshly． please feel free to send me anything i'm still accepting all across my blogs and i'll get to them whenever possible． also， please do not rush me for interactions whatsoever， i will be more inclined to not answer out of spite． please remember to link the original prompt when sending an inbox!
i use a beta—editor while writing， bold， italics， underlined， strikeout， upscaling / downscaling， CAPITALIZATION and space out my paragraphs while formatting， to aid my own visual impairment．
o5. unsurprisingly， i've got a live away from the keyboard， i don't really keep track of what goes on around the RPC unless a mutual informs me． with that being said， I DON'T MIND BUMPS IN PRIVATE DMS IF I AM EVER IN CONTACT WITH SOMEONE PROBLEMATIC． i don't appreciate senseless bigotry &. the like on any of my blogs， especially when it comes to meaningless drama， please insincerely fuck off， and grow up．
as it comes to DNIs or BYFs ﹔ basic rules apply， don't be weird， and we'll be fine． i should mention i'm completely duplicate friendly! i understand duplicate anxiety, which is why i tend not to follow first based on principle. ٩̋（ ˊ•͈ ꇴ •͈ˋ ）و
o6. i am genuinely flattered if anyone decides to take inspiration from my headcanons or worldbuilding， but please at least have my credentials listed somewhere along． PLAGIARISM DOESN'T EQUATE TO INSPIRATION &. i'm absolutely not blind sighted to seeing a blatant copy of my headcanons， graphics， formatting or writings． needless to say it is not welcomed nor condoned here， and i am not above confrontation． i've ridden this rodeo before， and it's exhausting． just cut the crap altogether．
o7. all trigger tags will be tagged under 'trigger (cw)'， please curate your own dash accordingly． ♡ no need to tag anything for me!
✹ SUGGESTIVE SUNDAY CATALOG › i. ( type: the cold lover )
this catalog is inspired by “writing action” by the san francisco writers' grotto.
[S01] [S] silently steps in behind [R] at the bar, plucks the drink out of their hand, inspects it, and hands it back.
[S02] during a briefing, [S] stands behind [R], adjusting the strap of their gear with meticulous precision with a touch that lingers half a second too long.
[S03] [S] steps back from [R] when they move forward.
[S04] in the elevator, [S] stands just close enough that [R]'s hand grazes against their own.
[S05] [S] tightens the knot of [R]’s tie for them.
[S06] when [R] jokes at their expense, [S] doesn’t smile.
[S07] [S] steps behind [R] during a mission and silently fixes the clasp of their holster, fingers brushing their waist like an accident.
[S08] when [R] stumbles, [S] catches them by the elbow and holds on even after [R] regains balance.
[S09] [S] admits to tracking [R] for safety.
[S11] seated beside [R] in a car, [S] nonchalantly rests an arm behind them.
[S12] when [R] infiltrates a party, [S] intercepts them on the dance floor.
[S13] [S] hands [R] a weapon with the safety already off and their hand briefly covering [R]’s only to guide their grip.
[S14] after saving [R], [S] stands close enough to check their pupils, tilting their chin up with two gloved fingers feeling professional, but not quite.
[S15] when [R] tries to lie, [S] steps into their space.
" You always stare like that ? " from tsuyu via first liner prompt !!
✱ ACCEPTING | FIRST LINER PROMPTS.
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ( 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 ) 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤, once, then twice ﹔ fully cut from the deadpan trance they’ve unintentionally been caught under, in lieu of the dinner preparation for class 1A. they weren't normally allowed within the kitchen premises ( no thanks to an incident of charred water that nearly rendered a majority of pots &. pans useless ) “ no, not really, ” a silent admission once the realization precedes the question, gaze mindfully tearing away from the ingredients she'd been prepping aside.
“ sorry, i didn't mean to distract nor discomfort you, i just came down for a drink. ” a half—truth at best, the empty bottle dangling from his fingers as he drifts through the kitchen doorway, lingering at the fridge, far from the steady hum of the water dispenser.
✱ ACCEPTING | STRAIGHT FROM THE INBOX | @umbrakudo.
˖ ❘❚ ❝ you do realize you're bleeding, right ? doesn't it hurt ? ❞ shinichi.
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞 &. 𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐭, faintly metallic, after the scuffle. shōto stands over the huddled thief, eyes sharp, one hand pressed lightly against the wound along their frost–scar. a thin line of red has appeared where the villain's blade grazed them, catching the streetlight in a stark, liquid ribbon. they barely noticed, mind is still tethered to the chase, the alley, the echo of their own resolve. they've always been calm in situations like this ━━━ methodical, detached, but the heat of the injury blooms bright against pale skin.
shōto looks down, heterochromatic eyes tracing the thin wound, the crimson dripping onto his glove. he raises a hand, brushing at it, almost absently.
“ […] i'm aware, ” measured, almost distant. the words are calm, though there's a faint edge to them, a wordless agitation stemmed from a rookie mistake ( had the villain been someone similar to the hero killer stain. ) crown tilts, snow–white hair falling over one eye, flames red at the temple catching the last light of the evening. “ thank you for your concern, ” he adds, there's no bravado in the statement ━━━ only quiet certainty. “ but, my wound has no need to cause for alarm, how about you? a civilian shouldn't be standing this close. ”
✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐈𝐅 𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓, 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐄. ( a collection of various location prompts categorized by certain environments. feel free to adjust phrasing as desired. this prompt is likely to be updated in the future. )
[ 1. ] — URBAN :
the graffiti - scarred underpass of an old railway bridge, echoing with distant trains.
the fire escape of a towering high - rise, overlooking a vast grid of sleeping lights.
a forgotten alleyway behind a row of storefronts, bathed in the glow of a neon sign.
the window booth of a greasy diner, blurred city lights reflected in the glass.
a sheltered bus stop tagged with old stickers & graffiti, drenched in midnight rain.
a food cart on a busy street corner, steam rising into the cool night air.
a 24 - hour laundromat, fluorescent lights humming above rows of idle machines.
amidst the initial trickle of commuters through a sprawling subway station.
a park at the city's center, made up of grassy knolls & playground equipment.
the shadowed corridor of a parking garage, footsteps echoing in concrete silence.
the elevated walkway over a busy intersection, offering a bird's - eye view.
a vibrant street art mural on the side of a decaying brick building, alive with color.
[ 2. ] — RURAL :
a cramped stall within an empty stable, moonlight shining through the rafters.
a neglected orchard where wind - blown fruit rots beneath gnarled trees.
a winding gravel path leading all the way to a secluded farmhouse.
a field of wildflowers buzzing with bees, bordered by split - rail fencing.
a street temporarily shut down on behalf of a bustling farmer's market.
the sleepy main street of an eerie town, a single streetlight casting a warm glow.
a dry creek bed winding through brittle grass & sun-bleached stones.
a rickety wooden bridge arching over a narrow stream, frogs croaking all around.
a quiet paddock under bright starlight, farm animals peacefully grazing.
the middle of a deep, vast corn field under a brilliantly shining moon.
a dusty, unpaved road stretching endlessly through a landscape of rolling hills.
a yard sale with patrons trickling through beneath the hot sun.
[ 3. ] — NATURE :
a moss - covered trail leading deeper into a dense, mist-shrouded forest.
a windswept cliff overlooking a turbulent gray ocean, gulls crying overhead.
a secret lagoon with crystal blue waters & flourishing flora on all sides.
the shifting golden dunes of a vast beach, meeting the endless blue of the sea.
the banks of a swift, rocky river cutting through a vibrant forest.
a lodge / cabin in the middle of the woods, seemingly unoccupied for years.
a cluttered camping site deep in the middle of a national forest.
the edge of a marsh, thick with reeds & the distant calls of unseen birds.
the tranquil, glassy surface of a mountain lake reflecting a clear blue sky.
a hidden clearing bathed in dappled light, exuding the scent of damp earth.
a fork in the hiking trail, each path offering different adventures.
a foggy moor where the land rolls endlessly beneath a grey, heavy sky.
the deck of a cozy cottage bathed in sunlight & blooming flowers.
a grove of ancient trees, their roots exposed & twisted like veins in the earth.
[ 4. ] — SHOPS & ENTERTAINMENT :
a warm, dimly lit antique shop overflowing with forgotten treasures.
the too - cheery gift shop near the front entrance of a hospital.
a comic book store sporting bright posters & dozens of tradable goods.
amid long aisles lined with thrifted goods at the local consignment store.
a cluttered, cozy bookstore smelling of old paper & freshly brewed tea.
the incense-heavy interior of a well maintained smoke shop.
the warmth of a small-town bakery, pastries piled high in the display case.
backstage, the space cluttered with costumes, props, & nervous energy.
a shop in an unfamiliar country, every label written in a foreign language.
the chilled interior of an ice cream parlor offering refuge on a hot day.
under the harsh yellow lights of the only liquor store that was open at 2am.
a tourist - trap shop full of cheesy knick-knacks catered to travelers.
an unassuming corner shop concealing the entrance to an exclusive club.
a vibrant flower market overflowing with fragrant blooms & vendors' chatter.
under the flashing lights of a dance club, bass thrumming through the floor.
the hushed, reverent interior of a grand theater just before the curtain rises.
a pop - up carnival at night, rides whirling & distant screams mixing with music.
a karaoke lounge drenched in LED's, lyrics scrolling across a bright screen.
the rewards counter of an arcade, stacked wall-to-wall with countless prizes.
a classy high - rise rooftop bar with countless city lights sprawling beneath.
a brightly lit arcade alive with the sounds of chimes, explosions & laughter.
the neon - drenched interior of a retro - themed diner with a jukebox playing old hits.
a casino floor buzzing with noise; slot machines chiming, cards shuffling.
the open air of a summer music festival, crowd gathered under the twilight.
a classic, dimly lit bowling alley- the crash of pins echoing down the lanes.
the back row of a mostly - empty movie theatre right as the lights go dark.
