“MY MUSCLES, MY MUSCLES, INVOLUNTARILY FLEX!”
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“MY MUSCLES, MY MUSCLES, INVOLUNTARILY FLEX!”
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@engiinium / you asked for this
“ hey. uh, tensei. ” shuichi’s been sitting quietly in the back of the classroom, like he’s done every day for the last two weeks. he’d claim that it’s only because he needs supervision but the truth is he’s just... surprisingly interested in the class. and that class’ teacher. tensei’s been nice, one of the nicer staff members right off the bat — not hostile, not too judgmental of his history. shuichi’s enjoyed talking to him, and he likes to think tensei might consider him a friend.
so as he stretches his arms above his head and takes the lecture hall stairs down two at a time until he’s standing just a few feet away from the other man, he decides he can ask the question that’s been on his mind since he mentioned it a few hours earlier.
“ i guess i didn’t realize you’d been a hero before this. not sure how i missed that. ” has he lost a little respect for the man now? maybe, but it’s not bad. he’s got friends who are currently heroes, after all. he’s getting there. “ no one uses your hero name, unlike with all might, so i guess that’s why — what was it, anyway ? your hero name, i mean. ”
@engiinium liked (for Tensei) for the Detective man
“So your little brother...” He hummed as he took a sip of his coffee. “A very studious student I hear, very responsible. It’s a wonder he keeps getting caught in the middle of a lot of trouble.” The same could be said about Midoriya and Todoroki; two others who’d been in the same amount of trouble with him.
“Must have gotten that from you.”
@engiinium detonated [ x ]
❝ Hey, four eyes. I heard you ripped those mufflers out of your legs so they’d grow back stronger or whatever. .....that’s pretty bad-ass. ❞ And compliments from Bakugou Katsuki did not come lightly, as Iida was most likely perfectly well aware of. Of course, like most other instances, it was undercut by the blond’s persistent, almost obsessive need to test his strength against that of his peers. But truly - was that such a bad thing? After all, they were all meant to be pushing one another to be better, weren’t they?
❝ You up for a race? Even with those improvements, I’ll bet you’re still a million miles behind me. ❞
@engiinium || continued from here
He simply rolls his eyes with a fond smile as he listens to Iida’s chastising, his elbow propped up on the window sill. He has the bouquet swinging idly in his other hand, wondering whether or not Iida had even heard his question in the first place. He didn’t mind asking again, he’s already repelled himself down from his own room and through the window, asking a question isn’t so bad in comparison.
“Ah, so you did hear my question, good to know.” He pulls himself the rest of the way through, sitting on the edge and extending the flowers out to his speedy companion once more.
“Why wouldn’t I want to go with you?” He chuckles softly and shakes his head. “You’re too cute sometimes, you know that Prez?”
@engiinium liked this post for our muses drawn together!!
she’s just tryin to convert him to her music taste u.u
@engiinium exploded: ❛ i want to kiss you and it kills me . ❜
what ? your face flushed as you felt your body freeze, what the hell was iida talking about ? your heart jumped &&. ran a thousand miles per hour, it was like you were fighting a villain right now. ( which, indeed, he was at this rate. ) the villain was love, you felt weak to it, you didn’t know how to fight it. ❛ uhm, ❜ . . . shit. ❛ i want to kill you too, four eyes. ❜ fuck, fuck, fuck, that isn’t what he said. your face exploded with the color red as you sweated more. ❛ not kill, damn it, fuck, ❜ ( kiss was the word he was looking for. )
@engiinium said: Tenya at first was nothing more than just a Piplup looking up to his older brother, an Empoleon. A few were concerned that a pokemon so small would be going into dungeons and missions, although Tenya was more than up to the task. In fact, it seemed to be the right time. A Prinplup was now running into the room, his flippers flapping in delight. It seemed he evolved quite quickly, or Tensei helped before Tenya joined. "Sensei!!" (engiinium)
he wasn’t startled at the intrusion---he wasn’t. there were no berries that flew in the air from his paws at the sudden shout---
except, now there was a squished oran berry on the ceiling... strange...
turning, shouta eyed the newcomer & raised a brow. a prinplup.... he didn’t have any prinplup students....
“yes..? can i help....” wait... he caught the scent of him---eerily similar to a certain piplup. his eyes widened & he stood up. “tenya?”