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Taichi Dan (The Prince of Tennis) » January 2
[ Old art repost ]
Taichi Dan (Prince of Tennis)
So this is the CG of the Event Prize card with Ryoma you get after clearing the missions~
AKUTSU JIN RIPPED OPEN A FUCKING FENCE WITH HIS BARE HANDS TO RECEIVE HIS LUCKY CHARM FROM HIS KOUHAI. WHO CAME ALL THE WAY TO THE TRAINING CAMP TO GIVE IT TO HIM.
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Happy Birthday my GOAT boy Taichi💚💛📝
Can I request a scenario where the PoT "kids" (Ryoma, Dan, Kintaro, and Kevin) give their s/o the silent treatment because they got jealous of some guy?
I had to look up the Motto Gakuensai no Oujisama game walkthrough for Ryouma to Tooyama, and can you believe that Tooyama isn’t the jealous type? I was so surprised! (●´o｀●)
Ryouma Echizen | He remembered seeing him/her walking with some boy, the two of them rolling their bikes down the sidewalk. It looked like their tires were flat. So, they skipped out on their date just to go bike-riding with some other guy? It must’ve been fun, since they were laughing so loudly together. Ryouma was, and he knew, unreasonably upset. But, as the immature twelve-year-old he was, he had begun giving him/her the silent treatment. It was initially supposed to be for that one day, but a day turned to two days, and two days turned into one full week. Naturally (f/name) had gotten fed up with him, and at the end of the school day confronted him. “What is the matter with you, Ryouma? You’ve been ignoring me this entire week. Did I do something?”
“…”
“Well?”
“…” Ryouma frowned, and turned around. “You’d be mad too if I skipped out on a date to play tennis with Momo-senpai.”
“What the hell is that supposed to mea - oh…” (f/name) fell silent, and then began to giggle a second later. “That’s what this was about? Come on, Ryouma, that guy was just a friend.”
But, nonetheless, (f/name) wrapped their arms around him, pulling him into a tight, reassuring hug. “I’m sorry, Ryouma. I love you, but I also want to spend time with my friends, y’know? I’m totally fine if you want to play tennis with Momo-senpai, so don’t be mad when I want to hang out with (friend’s name).”
Ryouma pursed his lips. He stood there, pouting for some few minutes, before inevitably sighing. “I’m sorry, too… I was being immature. But I hate seeing you with other guys. Just cause I tolerate it, doesn’t mean I don’t mind it.”
“Don’t worry…” (f/name) pecked his cheek. “I will always love you most.”
Taichi Dan | The sight of seeing that boy hug his boy/girlfriend (f/name) (l/name) for the hundredth time was enough to make him snap. But since Taichi was such a docile boy, he chose the simplest answer. The silent treatment. So, after that scandalous hug was done and over with, (f/name) began to approach him, calling his name sweetly with a smile. His brows creased and his little lips pursed, the features on his face forming a small pout. (f/name) noticed of course. “Taichi, what’s wrong? You look upset.”
“…”
“Taichi?”
Taichi hmphed, and turned his head. “I can’t talk to you, I’m giving you the silent treatment.”
“But you just talked to me. And why are you giving me the silent treatment?” (f/name) asked, cocking their head. Taichi turned away again, a deep red blush from embarrassment coloring his cheeks. After a few seconds, the guilt of possibly upsetting (f/name) as well became too much, he finally turned back around and pulled (f/name) into the tightest hug possible. “I’m sorry…! It seems I can’t give you the silent treatment after all! But (f/name), please don’t let other boys hug you ever, ever, ever!”
(f/name) raised an eyebrow, a little curious about Taichi’s strange behavior. “I’m sorry, Taichi… but you should already know that I will always love you more than anyone else in the world.”
Tooyama Kintarou | Tooyama wasn’t the type to be so easily jealous… when it came to (f/name), at least. He/She made it well clear when they first started dating that they still wanted to be able to hang out with their friends. Tooyama, of course, understood his/her feelings. Even he wanted to still be able to play tennis all the time. But honestly… for the past few weeks, he/she had been spending more time with them than usual. Whenever Tooyama wanted to kiss, they’d protest if friends were around… which was seemingly ALL THE TIME.
Just because Tooyama tolerated it, that didn’t mean that there wasn’t a limit. Naturally Tooyama began to feel neglected, and it didn’t help that (f/name) would ignore his pouting or complaints. Eventually it led him to start giving (f/name) the silent treatment.
For almost a week Tooyama said nothing to (f/name), not even meeting them during lunch break. It was more than hard… it was downright painful. Tooyama didn’t like doing this, but as a stubborn twelve-year-old, he refused to give up… until one Saturday, out of nowhere, while he sat on a bench kicking at stones, arms wrapped around his neck from behind. “You’ve been ignoring me lately, Tooyama. Did I upset you?”
He knew that voice… it was (f/name). With a small pout, he refused to look at him/her. “You’re always hanging out with your friends, and you never let me kiss you now. I sometimes feel like we’re not dating.”
“Ooh… so that’s the problem.” (f/name) murmured. They laughed softly, holding him a little closer. “I’m sorry, Tooyama. I know I told you that I wanted to still hang out with them, but I didn’t realize I was neglecting you. I’m sorry…”
At that, Tooyama suddenly forgot everything that ever happened, and immediately turned around with wide, teary eyes from the guilt of putting (f/name) through the silent treatment. “I’m sorry too, (f/name)! If I hurt your feelings!”
(f/name) giggled. “It’s okay, Tooyama… you had a reason. From now on, I promise to let you kiss me… and I won’t be embarrassed about it.”
To prove his/her point, they leaned down and pecked his forehead softly, the two of them laughing together.
Kevin Smith | He didn’t like seeing him/her being tickled by the other guy, and he was especially pissed to see that he/she was actually laughing out of enjoyment.
Of course, Kevin wasn’t quick to violence (when it came to (f/name) only), but he was angry enough to decidedly give him/her the silent treatment. For the entire day he didn’t answer their calls, texts, or even look at them when they tried to approach him. Naturally (f/name) noticed, and finally confronted him the next morning at school. “Kevin, what’s up? What’s going on? You’ve been ignoring me.”
“…”
“Answer me, Kevin!”
“…”
(f/name) frowned, and folded his/her arms, tapping their feet impatiently. “I’m not going to apologize to you for nothing, Kevin, I need to know why you’re so pissed.”
“Then why don’t you ask that blondie that you let touch you so much yesterday?” Kevin snapped, making (f/name)’s eyes widen. This hadn’t been the first time he raised his voice at him/her, but the first time he actually sounded upset while shouting. Initially irritated and confused, (f/name) was about to talk back at him until he/she suddenly remembered. After a moment of silence, he/she laughed. “Ooh… you meant (friend’s name)?”
“I don’t care, all that matters is that you let him touch you!” Kevin shouted, turning around to face (f/name) with a glare. “And why are you laughing?! Is this funny to you?!”
(f/name) was unfazed, and still smiled. “I’m sorry, Kevin, if I upset you… but (friend’s name) has no ill intentions, nor do I like him. We were just messing around.”
He/She then pulled him into a small hug, kissing his red cheeks. “Besides, if I liked him instead, we wouldn’t be going out now, would we? So rest easy, Kevin. I’ll love only you, remember that.”
by artist yubiwa