#matsukazes old master

[ilovehyoga2]

Anyways... Posting a bunch of old doodles, starting with my favorite. Tiny matsu and his old master but make it yuri.

[drstonetrivia]

Chapter 194 Trivia

😭 Suika...

Good news! The cows aren't dead, and there still seems to be corn growing, although no cobs are visible. Either the cows have already eaten them or they haven't grown yet, possibly making it summer by the heights of the plants?

It looks like fresh blood does turn to stone even if it's not directly on the body. Note Magma's on the safe compared to Ginro's dress.

We can also see the organization of the fight, it looks like the villagers banded together while the empire members rallied around Minami.

Much like domestic cats, jaguars hiss (rather than roar) when they feel threatened by something new to their environment! Obviously this is the first time this kitty has seen a microphone.

Interesting that after several years their setup still works, the Amazon is pretty humid.

I'm sure this is my dog's reaction every time I leave the house to go shopping. 💔

Senku's prediction in 192 was almost right: it was actually both! The hiss partially cracked it and the lightning finished it off.

It makes sense that the lightning would strike the fort, since it's the tallest thing in the area.

Welcome back Suika! Seems like a few years is enough to leave stone fragments behind after petrification, assuming it has only been that long.

Compared to Matsukaze's, Suika's fragments do look thinner. Maybe if Suika takes long enough, people will have petrification scars?

Matsukaze may have lost his master all those years ago, but he's never losing this stick.

That's also Francois' food bag, though it's hard to identify anything left there. Looks like animals rummaged through it and tore it apart.

Suika eats the very old jerky. Jerky usually only lasts a year or two stored properly, and in the humidity of the Amazon I doubt that tastes too good. If it hasn't gone moldy, it's probably very tough.

Looks like the animals haven't figured out how to open jars yet though.

Let's ignore Maslow for a moment and consider Suika's hierarchy of needs: 1. food. 2. sense of purpose. 3. a hug. I wonder if this will affect the order she revives people in... (assuming she finds any fluid)

The statues here are Suika's imagination. Given his forward position, could it be that Tsukasa has been acting as an older brother to Suika like Kohaku acts as an older sister to her?

Or maybe the 👍 is simply a hint that Tsukasa's been hiding revival fluid somewhere...

We also have no idea what happened to Carlos and Max. Are they even still at the fort?

Does this pose feel familiar? It's because it's quite close to Senku's original pose way back in chapter 1. Fun fact: Suika's swapped out her sandals for a pair of slippers similar to Senku's leather shoes here! I wonder why. Could she have outgrown them?

Another callback! Here it's the monkeys: Senku's original ones were Old World monkeys, whereas Suika's are New World monkeys! Specifically squirrel monkeys, though the manga-monkeys' tails appear shorter than in real life.

Originally I thought Suika simply repurposed her old helmet, but if you look closely that might actually be a pumpkin or another gourd since it's not a perfect sphere.

The real puzzle is how it's around her neck when her head is that large...

[headphonemouse]

Transcript and extra notes about Matsukaze's old master:

Image 1:

Half-moon eyes

Bottom-lid eyelashes

Gaunt-looking at first, fills out to be rather square-ish (more rectangular?)

Thin lips

His nose looks thin too, but I'm not sure

I would also like his hair to look fluffier after joining the KoS

Image 2:

Forehead 4 days

Thin, straight eyebrows

Sideburns, unfortunately

Like manhua!Hanguang-Jun

Image 5:

Matsukaze: You don't have to help me with this, my lord.

Matsukaze's master: It's alright.

Image 6:

Matsukaze's master: I've always wanted an older brother, someone who'd worry about and dote on me. I'm too old for that now, but since you're here, won't you let me do this for you?

I liked the idea that Matsukaze's old master, nicknamed Coconut by me and my friends (please tell me he has a different nickname somewhere), was older than Matsukaze by about 4 years. Since he's supposed to contrast Ginro, and Ginro is the whiny younger sibling, Coconut being a responsible older sibling sounded appealing.

I was wondering why Matsukaze would be so loyal to Coconut. Given how readily he followed Ginro, I get the feeling that he doesn't have very high standards, but once he's decided on something (someone) he'll stick with them no matter what. So that's why Matsukaze's so loyal, but why was he loyal to Coconut, specifically? He seems to have been a direct subordinate to Coconut, and a general wouldn't usually go up to an individual soldier to say "follow me and call me Lord," so it feels like they would have known each other for a while and been in a master/servant relationship since before the fighting started

I think it's cute how if they met while Matsukaze was around 10 or 12 then Coconut would have been able to witness Matsukaze growing like a weed until he towered over him. And then when Matsukaze meets Ginro, Ginro is 17 so he looks exactly like Coconut did during more peaceful times

[princesslocket]

🥣 Made With Love 🥣

Hi hi! Before we get to the fanfic, I'd just like to say a big thank you to @ina11writingexchange for hosting this awesome writers exchange! I'm so glad to have been able to participate for this round as well as being given the opportunity to gift @hachuna yet another gift this year!

With that being said, I hope you enjoy this Hachuna! It was a lot of fun to write ((Btw this fic is also cross-posted on AO3 if anyone is interested in reading it there too! The link is in the title))

If anyone were to ask Endou Natsumi what her favorite pass time activity was, she’d automatically answer with “cooking!” and then excitedly list off all the dishes she had made within the past week. It always amazed her friends just how passionate she was about preparing food in the kitchen.

However, she hadn’t always been a fan of cooking.

Natsumi’s love for cooking had originated during her time spent managing the Raimon soccer team in her middle school years. In the beginning she had been quiet hesitant to even try making a rice ball but after she mastered the art of the rice ball, her love for cooking sparked almost instantaneously. It only took preparing a couple more meals before Natsumi was fully onboard with the idea of preparing food in general. It filled her with a sense of pride whenever she was able to witness the team enjoying the meals she, Haruna, and Aki made for them. The compliments they dished out were a great source of ego boosting as well, but she always made it point to stay humble. And even after the team graduated, leaving her with no one else to cook for, Natsumi continued to search up new recipes to try making for herself in the comfort of her own home.

Over the years her cooking had improved, albeit not as significantly as everyone had hoped for, but just enough to where she no longer mixed up the salt and sugars when she tried baking the occasional birthday cake. It was a subtle yet profound type of improvement that left Endou that much more hopeful for their future meals seeing as he had married her not too long after her cooking had started to improve.

One thing that really helped Natsumi improve in her cooking was through the aid of an old looking cook book she just so happened to borrow from Endou! She’d seen the book several times laying in various places throughout their house but had never bothered to look through it until one day when her curiosity got the better of her and she found herself rejoicing at all the cool looking recipes inside. Oh the joy she felt while flipping through the pages was almost too good. How had she not opened the book sooner?

Following the days upon opening the cook book, Natsumi happily followed the messily written instructions provided by the cook book to prepare dishes that she could only assume had been passed down from Endou’s family. She would later find out from Endou himself that the cook book she had been using was actually Endou Daisuke’s hissatsu manual. The discovery came as quiet a shook to Natsumi seeing as she had been following the instructions of the book for several weeks, even going as far to serving a boy named Matsukaze Tenma some of said dishes as well. But all Endou could do was laugh at the situation they found themselves in.

“You mean to tell me that this really isn’t the kanji for egg?”

“I’m positive, Natsumi. These are the instructions for God Hand- Wait a second! How were even able to mistake this for a cook book? I thought you knew what Daisuke’s hissatsu manual looked like?”

“It’s been a while since I last saw it okay!”

Even after the discovery of the ‘cook book’s’ true nature was revealed Natsumi continued to use it. Admittedly, the food Natsumi made following the hissatsu manual never inherently tasted terribly bad. So what harm was there in letting her continue to use it? As long as Endou was there to assist her with some of the misinterpreted kanji of the book, everything was fine.

Unfortunately, not all good things lasted forever. On one particular day an unforeseen disaster appeared out of nowhere…

Natsumi had been preparing dinner in the kitchen when it happened. She hadn’t thought anything of it at first. Ever since Endou took over as Raimon’s coach, he would occasionally return home late, so why would this time be any different? As the minutes ticked by Natsumi continued to prepare dinner. While she maneuvered around the kitchen she kept herself entertained with the quiet sound of the T.V. playing in the background.

Although she usually paid no mind to what the news anchors were saying, something about that night in particular urged her to listen carefully. She had been cutting away at a bundle of carrots when a certain news report caught her attention. Although they weren’t showing video footage of the incident taking place, the news anchors reported a massive car crash near Raimon.

Upon hearing the name of the school, Natsumi put all food to the side and quickly ran to her phone, dialing up Endou to ask if he was still at the school. Knowing her husband, he would most likely be assisting whoever had been unfortunate enough to get hurt outside of their old school. But when he didn’t answer her first, second, or third call, Natsumi began to worry. The news anchors wouldn’t disclose the names of the people involved in the accident, nor would they show the faces of anyone other than the reporter on duty. They did, however, announce the arrival of special dispatched services on the scene as well as the name of the hospital the heavily injured were being taken to.

After a while Natsumi’s phone began to ring, which she immediately answered. Letting out a sigh of relief, Natsumi pressed the phone to her ear, ready to hear Endou’s cheerful voice. With everything appearing to be taken care of on screen, Endou was surely going to fill her in on everything that had happed. It was a good thing she had prepared so much food for the night!

“Natsumi, it’s Kidou, we don’t have much time- It’s Endou… He got into a car crash and- You need to hurry. An ambulance is already taking him to the hospital but… I’ll fill you in on everything once you get here-“

“I’m on the way.”

Within seconds Natsumi was already racing out of the house, dinner abandoned in the kitchen and T.V still playing quietly in the background. She did everything in her power to get to the hospital as fast as she could but it was too late. By the time she came rushing in through the hospital doors, Endou had been pronounced dead.

Time flashed by in a blur following Endou’s death. His funeral came and went, the days following blended together a little too seamlessly and Natsumi’s love for cooking diminished along with her once cheery life. Without Endou around, she no longer held the motivation to prepare any kind of meal in or out of the kitchen. Even when Haruna, Aki, and Fuyuka tried to rekindle their little cooking arties, Natsumi couldn’t bring herself to make anything. Everything she had ever made was out of her love for Endou.

As time went by, Natsumi slowly began to store her cooking utensils away. If she wasn’t going to be cooking anymore, than why bother keep them out in the open to collect dust?

She was in the middle of labeling a soon to be packed away box of kitchen ladles one day when the sound of knocking stopped her. Setting her marker to the side, Natsumi walked to the front door. Her knees nearly buckled when she gazed out the peep hole to see who was outside.

Standing just outside the door was Endou… But it couldn’t be him, right? He had passed away months ago. She had gone to his funeral and everything! There was no way her could possibly be standing outside. As she was thinking these thoughts an almost indescribable feeling washed over her. Suddenly she couldn’t remember attending a funeral nor could she remember why she had started packing away all her cooking supplies. It was as if she was just now waking up from some type of horrible nightmare, a nightmare had clouded over her real life for the past several months.

Whatever nightmare she been under was finally over. Any trace of sadness and despair melted away the longer she stared at Endou. Instead, the feelings were replaced with joy and relief. Although the sudden change in feelings were a little unexpected, they weren’t unwelcomed. In fact she was all the happier to embrace them!

Not wanting to keep Endou waiting any longer, Natsumi decidedly threw the door open, startling Endou as it swung to the side, and proceeded to jumping into the arms of the man in front of her.

“Mamoru!” Tears were streaming down her cheeks as she pressed herself as tightly as she could to her husband. “I can’t explain it but it feels like I haven’t seen you in forever! Where have you been all day?”

“Woah! I missed you too! Oh man, Natsumi, you wouldn’t believe all the crazy things that happened to me ‘today.’ I’ve got so much to tell you but, uh, I think it’d be best if we went inside first.” Contradictory to his own words, Endou hugged Natsumi even closer to himself, thus rendering any attempt to head into the house useless.

For several long minutes the two stood outside their house, hugging each other, and exchanging a few words before wither one of them made any real attempts to pull away. But when they did, it was Natsumi who moved away. She waisted no time in dragging Endou inside and towards their dining room table, pulling out a chair for him to sit in and then rushing off towards their refrigerator in search of something for them to eat.

Strangely enough, the refrigerator was once again filled with an abundance of food Natsumi had almost no recollection of buying. She glanced a look to Endou, who at first made no comment, but as soon as she turned her back had heard the faintest of words from him.

“I guess time really did reset itself.”

From that day on life returned to normal, or as normal as it could be with Natsumi knowing her ‘nightmare’ had in fact been real but was now a part of a separate timeline of sorts. But seeing as their current timeline was restored, Natsumi decidedly let her supposed bad months drift away.

She started cooking again, only this time she followed tutorials online through YouTube and an odd app called TikTok. When Endou asked why she was following so many different cooking videos, Natsumi would claim that “the hissatsu manual could only offer so much.”

Despite her best efforts her cooking still left much to be desired from. But Endou never truly cared about the overall outcome of the food he’d be offered.

“It’s the thought counts.” He’d tell himself whenever a dish was placed in front of him. “If it’s for Natsumi, I’d gladly eat a thousand more meals of her cooking- I’d do anything to make her happy.”

[fencer-x]

THAT WAS A GOD DAMN DEPRESSING BOOK.

okay lmao umm I’ll stick it behind a cut....

So Matsukaze and Kohibari escape. Lots of trials and tribulations as they try to get back to where Matzukaze’s from, but EVENTUALLY they run into Koume, Matsukaze’s little sister.

They’re hunted down, though, by Hayame, a centaur raised in captivity who hates other centaurs. She’s badass and manages to get all three centaurs tied up and is dragging them back to her master, but then out of nowhere pop these KIDS who kill all the humans with Hayame, capture her, and take Matsukaze et al. back to their settlement, where Matsukaze is reunited with Gouta, his son (nephew really, but Matsukaze raised him).

Some down time, and Kohibari hooks up with Koume (it’s really random; she just randomly comes and talks to him when he’s sulking because Matsukaze’s ignoring him in favor of his son, and then cuddles up to him, and the next page they’ve been fucking for too long to take count and now she’s pregnant lol). Meanwhile, Hayame is still in captivity with them, but she starts to warm up to the kids and Matsukaze.

But somewhere along the way (I kiiiind of zoned out after random hook-up with Kohibari and Koume lol), the humans find them again, and Matsukaze tells Kohibari and Koume to take the kids and run away as far as they can. He goes to stop them--Hayame is allowed to return to her people, and she’s leading the charge against them. They have a face off, and she takes him down, saying that she’s glad she was able to meet a man like him once in her life.

Flash forward THIRTY YEARS and Kohibari is old and gray, reminiscing about Matsukaze. Gouta is older, and Kohibari’s son Tanikaze is grown up too.

That night, Kohibari has a dream--he sees Matsukaze again, after so long, and breaks down in his arms because he missed him so much. He tries to tell him everything that happened in his life, but Matsukaze says he was watching the whole time. “You ran well,” he says.

The next morning, the village wakes up, and Kohibari does not. The end.