#bunta marui

[jirohakutagawa]

compilation of my bunjirou day doodles 🐖🐑

[thepasteldyke]

If you're not careful you're gonna get smacked, boys... This was my first time drawing any of these characters in so many years.

Gotta thank @incorrectpot for the inspiration for this one.

[oneesanmarket]

The Prince of Tennis: Bunta Marui - Okoshite! ~Deformed~ Can Badge

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[whenyoureach-blog]

2022.01.10~01.28

[billciipher]

This was my piece for @tenirabizine! I got to draw one of my fave boys so I was really excited to be a part of this zine! I tried some new things for this one and I really like how it came out. zine link: https://tenirabizine.carrd.co

[therainroguefanfiction]

🎾 Security; Bunta Marui (Sportember #026)

📑 Table of Contents | ⚾ Challenge Post

Genre: Slice of Life, Fluff

Word Count: 762

Pairing: Reader x Marui

World: The Prince of Tennis

Prompt: Secure

Sport: Tennis

Author’s Note: I feel like as it gets closer to the end of the month and I finish off working on these, they get shorter and shorter ;_;) Like I don’t mean for it to go that way, I stop writing when it feels appropriate, but… I also feel like I’m doing a disservice to the set, I don’t know. I won’t lie and say this set hasn’t been stressful as fuck, though lol but that’s my own fault! Hopefully, these are still enjoyable.

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You stretched your arms above your head as you settled down on the metal bleachers, glancing at your boyfriend as he interacted with his fanclub, comprised mostly of female students that were crushing on him. You may be biased, but you could understand why they were so starstruck by him.

Marui Bunta was, by all accounts, an incredible boy. He was smart and friendly, always offering a smile or a helping hand to others. Plus he was athletic, good at playing tennis, and he was gorgeous. There was very little not to love about him.

Saeka, your friend and classmate, settled down beside you, following your eyes before frowning at you. “I don’t know how you do it, Y/N.”

“Hm?” You tilted your head, looking at her in confusion. “What do you mean?”

“Dating someone popular like Marui-san,” she clarified. “He’s always surrounded by fangirls trying to date him. You know they talk bad about you, right?”

“Probably,” you smiled softly, propping up your chin in your palm. “Some of them are really nice, though!”

“Don’t you get… jealous at all?” She wondered, brow furrowed as she watched the third-year accepting a box of chocolates from one of the girls.

“No. Why would I?”

“Well, some of them are really beautiful, you know? What if he…” she bit her lip, sending you a weary look. It felt wrong to ask the words out loud, as if that would somehow curse you to befall that fate.

You knew what she meant, though. “Marui is incredible for several different reasons, one of those reasons being loyalty. He isn’t a man that would cheat on the person he’s dating. If he’s not happy with someone, he’d break up with them, not seek the company of another.”

“But how can you be sure of that?”

“Hmm, well, I suppose it has something to do with trust.” You tapped your chin, glancing up at the sky, lightly covered by grey clouds. “When it comes to our relationship, I feel secure knowing that he isn’t that kind of guy. Maybe one day I’ll find out that I’m wrong, but I don’t believe I am.”

“You’re so cool, Y/N,” she murmured, giving you a look of awe. “I hope I can find a relationship like that one day!”

“You will, don’t worry!” You smiled.

“Y/N!” Marui jogged over to you with a bright grin, his arms full of treats that had been given to him by his fans. “Look, look! Someone gave me chocolate mousse cookies!”

“How does that work?” You wondered, glancing at Saeko who shrugged in response.

“No clue, but they are amazing. Here,” he shifted the items around before holding out a small plastic box with a stack of cookies inside. You took it, careful not to knock down any of the other treats before popping the lid off.

“They look like normal chocolate chip cookies,” she commented when you held it out to her, letting her grab one before taking one for yourself.

“They seem softer, though,” you added, bringing it to your mouth. Marui watched the two of you with excited eyes as the two of you chewed on the cookies. Your eyes lit up when the taste settled on your tongue. “Wow, these are incredible.”

“See? I told you!” He kneeled down to empty the contents of his arms onto the bench beside you before producing a slip of folded paper. “She was nice enough to write down the recipe! Can we try making them together?”

“Of course,” you smiled at him as you accepted the paper, reading over the small handwriting. “I can’t promise they will taste as good, though.”

He hummed, resting his chin on your knee. “I can guarantee they will taste even better because they were made by you~”

You giggled, poking him on the nose. “You’re such a dork.”

“But I’m your dork~” he wrinkled his nose, sticking his tongue out at you. A smile came upon your lips at that and you nodded, brushing his fushia bangs away from his eyes. He leaned into your touch, his fingers curling around your wrist.

“Marui, let’s go!” Jackal waved his hand from across the court. “It’s time to practice!”

“Coming!” Marui leaned forward, capturing your lips for a moment before pulling away with a smile. “Cheer me on, okay?”

“Of course! Now go before Sanada makes you run laps.”

He nodded, pecking your cheek before jogging over to his best friend to start tennis practice. You smiled as you watched him, munching happily on your cookie.

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[koshimae-world]

New Prince of Tennis 302

[spootz-writes]

The Emperor’s Walls (Ch. 4: I am a genius, right?/It’s gonna be done by Jackal, of course!)

Amethyst eyes followed the droplet of interest as it travels up along the walls of the flask before condensing at the lid and traveling down the beak into a clear glass beaker. He turns the knob of one of his contraptions and coughs a little at the smell of gasoline the valve releases. The flame burns brighter and the liquid boils aggressively. “Jackal,” he calls out to his assistant in the back of the room, “Wipe.”

The tanned man got up from grinding herbs into a fine powder and brought over a towel for his mentor. The alchemist took off his goggles and wiped his sweaty, sooty face with the offered item.

A series of loud knock came from the entrance, and Jackal moved to answer the front door. "Well, who's that?" asked the alchemist, after some silence; impatient that his assistant is not back at his side assisting him.

"It's Emperor Sanada," came the reply, and the said name stride in past the entrance into the workshop.

"Perfect timing," greeted the shorter man, "Got some good stuff to show you."

"Alchemist Marui," the emperor acknowledged.

The genius grabbed the beaker from the boiler and brought it towards his king's nose. "Smell it," he commanded. "What does it smell like?"

Emperor Sanada took a careful whiff, and then another. "Apple?"

"Granny Smith, to be exact, I am a genius, right?" his companion grinned, taking a whiff himself too. "This may be popular with the ladies as a fragrance, won't you think so?"

"I would believe so, but the reason I came here is to discuss pressing matters."

"Seriously?" Alchemist Marui sighed, putting the bottle back on the boiler. "What else could be more important than this new invention that we can sell to the public, and maybe to that annoying Hyotei kingdom?"

His ruler sighed, "I'm glad the matter is kept under a blanket and between selected people if you didn't know that the wall has been breached." Jackal's mouth gaped open and his master raised his eyebrows in surprise. "I would like to commission you to seal the hole within the wall, and possibly reinforce it as well."

Marui’s eager eyes gleamed. “How much?” he asked

“20 gold coins,“ the king claimed.

The genius took a step forward, “30, and the licensed patent for the fragrance.“ he bargained

“Deal,“ Sanada finalized, “When can you get started?“

“Perfect!“ Marui smiled, “I can prepare the materials right this instant. It will be done by Jackal, of course!“

All eyes fell on the third member of the conversation. “Me?” said the Handyman