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Hear me out… The boys with the Pheromone perfume/spray.

Congrats on this being the catalyst for something...

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tw: Dubious consent/dubcon... noncon elements; predator/prey dynamics; breeding kinks; warhammer 40k shenanigains/Yandere shenanigains

(NOTE: Raven Guard will have the group reactions and then reactions if Dove was only with one of the boys at the time of applying it. How she got the perfume is the same)

Tag List: @bispecsual @egrets-not-regrets @moodymisty @bleedingichorhearts @liar-anubiass-blog @thevoidscreams @barn-anon

Raven Guard Trio

Kazi preened under the praise from the people as they liberated another major city causing more and more uproar and getting forces on their side. But he smelt something funny... but funny in a good way it made his brain itch in a way he didn't know why. He followed his nose as his brothers delt with the important stuff he could just say he was following a lead... not exactly a lie. Till he looked at the bottle that lead him there.

"Say what is this?" He asked knowing there was an associate not too far.

"Um that's a pheromone perfume." They said meekly with a blush on their face...

"Smells nice... how much?" Kazi grinned at the mortal.

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Dove looked at the gift in hand as Sor and Moremo frowned at Kazi for bringing their Dove such an expensive gift and they full well knowing he probably paid next to nothing for.

"Thank you Kazi!" Dove said and her eyes widened at the pretty perfume bottle not waiting a second before putting it on. "Bit of a muted smell." She says as she applies it to her wrists before putting it on her neck.

"Ah was told its some pheromone perfume."

Dove snorted of course he would get this, "That's just some fancy thing that they try to sell you that they say will make men go mad because of some scents they put into the... why are you boys looking at me like that..." Dove stopped as all three of them looked down at her.

"You smell so lovely, Dove." Moremo growled softly.

Sor's fingers were flexing as he had taken off his helmet to at least smell the perfume to tell her it was lovely. He knew that there were few smells that could affect an Astartis... this wasn't one of them but it seemed to just heighten her natural scent.

Kazi took a step forward before Moremo's hand shot out gripping his armor... "not here... in the roost... now." He told Kazi who was just looking at Dove with something akin to a meal. Sor scooped her up and buried his face into her neck as they walked to the nest.

Sor's breath was hot and heavy in her ear... "If I could... I'd steal you away right now." That was a threat that Dove knew he would make good on if he could.

"I... I can wash it off." Dove chirped softly but it was far too late for her as the door locked behind Moremo. Sor kissed her hard as the other two took off their armor. Sor said something in high gothic as Kazi fumbled with his codpiece for him. "Guys?" She whimpered softly as Sor twitches violently trying to not crush her on accident.

"Gentle Gentle lad." Moremo groaned trying to keep some composure amongst them as it was all going to be willpower based on if Sor would actually leave after he had his fun or start to rip off his armor.

Sor

Kazi and Moremo were busy to indulge in the gift that Kazi had gotten you and you wanted to know how it smelled... he assumed it smelt fine if you were wearing it but he wasn't one to turn you away. Something tickled something in his brain as he looked down at you just smelling the air around you. You offered your wrist to him to smell as you laugh at the thought of pheromone perfume actually working.

Yes... it was quite funny... if it wasn't sending heat down to his loins. The pheromones were doing their job but that wasn't what was sending the blazing heat... it was your natural smell... clean feathers... mixed with some gunpowder... the smell of that pastry you love to have each morning... the smell of you. You tilted your head in that adorable way as he buried his nose into your wrist before licking your palm... his body hot as his black eyes looked around before picking you up and just dashing off into the night.

He's been waiting to have his chance to find some place to tuck you away... to show you how much he loves you. The way his mouth licks at your own and over your skin as he removes his armor in this hidden little roost away from his bothers... to finally have you all to himself without Moremo's gentle reminders... or Kazi's overeagerness and trying to take his turn while he was still loving you...

No it was just you and Sor tonight. And he was going to make sure you were loved all night long. He hardly could wait to be upon you and you hardly worried about the utter tizzy that the other two would be in... it was just you... Sor... with a night filled with the creaking of the bed and the slapping of flesh against flesh.

Moremo

He was always able to make sure there was time for you it was rare that Kazi was busy as he was the one who got you this gift but you wanted to try it on so badly. See if there was any credence to the sexual wonders of pheromone perfume. You both were laughing as you explained to him how it was just a rumor that's been perpetuated forever and how it would affect astartes more. He laughed dismissing it as he smelt it before it was on you...

However once the pheromones mingled with your delicious scent... he felt his loins stir. He could ignore it until later... until the others got to experience this with their sweet Dove. But... when was the last time he was selfish with their darling? Oh... not since their last Dove. How she looked up at him with a nearly naive gaze yet she could tell there was something different. A desire that burned through him... "Little Dove..."

"Yes Moremo?" She said softly.

He opened and closed his mouth trying to find the right words but all he could do was put a hand on her back and guide her to the nest. He locked the door before pushing her up to the door and kissing her hard. Feeling her fingers run through his silvering raven black hair... his black eyes roaming over her skin. "You smell amazing." He moaned into her neck... inhaling deeply as he tries to think of some romantic words to tell her... instead he feels like Kazi being eager to feel her wrapped around his cock. "Undress and get on the bed... your perfume seems to be having its... intended effect."

He licked his lips as she obeyed and with that mischief in her eyes as she wiggled her hips back up at him as he stroked his own cock, having been in more relaxed clothes for one verses his armor. He did his best to prepare her but given how often Kazi bragged about how well he slid in with minimal prep he put it to the test. Hearing their dove gasp as he slowly bottomed out was worth the waiting for a moment before he really fucked her ignoring the way Kazi on the other side of the door was upset about how he was hogging their Dove all to himself until late into the night.

Kazi

He was so excited for Dove to put on his gift. He watched her raise an eyebrow reading what it was. "Kazi I hardly think I need this to get you... going?"

"Aww but its just a bit of fun to have. Just try it on." He encouraged watching her spray her wrists before rubbing it over her neck and just offering a wrist for him to smell. But of course Kazi takes the chance to bury his face into her neck. His long black hair tickling her flesh but there was a desire that rushed down his spine right to his cock.

"Yeah like how most of these products are... they don't really work." Dove says rolling her eyes turning away not seeing the way his breath deepens as he follows her.

"Really? Shame... right? So why do they market it like that?" He says doing his best to keep his voice steady and calm.

"Oh its just suppose to be something to rile men up. Some men can smell it somewhat but there's nothing proving that it riles them up. Just something to charge people extra money for it." Dove says putting it down in the bathroom in the roost room not hearing the way Kazi locks the door behind him.

Dove finally walks out looking at Kazi seemingly taking a moment to see that he had a devilish smile on his lips and a tent in his trousers.

"I think it works on me little Dove." He purrs out.

Palion

He was the one who bought his Muse the Pheromone body lotion. Palion was upfront about what it was and what it would do to him... he got it for her as well as something horribly skimpy for a Slaanesh celebration; of course she did not wear it. Palion was at some celebration with his brothers... pouting as his Muse was having one of her days and he snarled at his younger brother who told him to drag her anyway.

Fool didn't know what was good... fool was still far to busy being selfish and chasing his own highs and pleasured exaltations. He still didn't like this new addition to their group but he wasn't going to be a petty bitch and not give him a fair chance or else then their numbers would dwindle and it would be the same gossip every damn day.

Muse on the other hand looked at herself in the mirror all dolled up... she did her best not to look at how much exposed burn marks there were... so many outfits for her to pick from. She squirms as she looks at the pict capture location... the delicate gold chains make their noise as she crawls into the nest on his bed. She used that lotion he got for her...

His eyes glanced over to the text from his muse. What are you up to?

Bored. Just watching some celebration that I've seen a hundred times now. He tries to not sound too upset but he can't help it... he always gets into a foul mood without her around.

So you're not... busy?

Never for you my dearest. What is the matter?

Palion's eyes kept shifting over to the data pad as the longer she took to respond made him want to- Ping the datapad went and he half choked on his wine.

"Brother is there something wrong- Oh... oh my brother what a treat." His brother sitting next to him whispers seeing what she sent Palion.

Would... would you like to celebrate with me? Was the message title and the image was her laying in her nest... arms over her head with her legs partially spread as the thin sheer fabric hardly covered her cunt but Palion was focused on the wet spot causing the fabric to cling to her sex and press right against it. She adjusted the outfit so instead of her burns being covered they were fully exposed. Even the part of her face and head she was self conscious was uncovered, no mask in sight just her bare body on display for him. Palion was already at half mast during this whole performance but he was now painfully hard.

His brother next to him grinning like a cat in the cream. "Are you going to respond?" When Palion was still processing he stole the datapad from him and typed in yes as Palion's reply. "Mhm. There we go she should be waiting for you when you get there." He tucked the datapad away into a pocket somewhere on the tunic. When Palion stood he gave him a loud and firm smack on the ass, "Have fun! Praise Slaanesh!"

Once Palion was out of the room he ran to his own room and threw the door open causing his tiny Muse to jump as she looked at him rush into the room inhaling her scent like some feral beast. His bare chest expanding and contracting as all three of his lungs inflated and deflated as he could taste what the concoction was doing to him. "Praise Slaanesh." He moaned before locking the door as he pounced on his Muse with a snarl of delight.

She knew what she was getting into teasing and provoking Palion into action. But... she felt good today... she wanted to reward Palion for doing his best to help her. His long and sensual tongue pressed all corners of her mouth before snaking down her throat as he was working his second finger into her cunt. He was chanting lurid prayers to the dark prince as he was suddenly balls deep in his Muse. Her moans underneath him encouraging him to keep going as his mind was muddled from her sweet and lovely scent.

Arkyn

She couldn't be mad at Arkyn forever. She looks at the other wife who is just smiling warmly at her, "How do I..." She shifts feeling awkward to ask, "How do I... seduce him."

She could see the other woman grin, "Knowing the Captain? You hardly need to do a thing but I have a feeling you're wanting to do something special. For him right?" She nods slowly watching her walk into the quarters before she comes back with a bottle. "Sprits that on yourself and when you do don't leave the room."

"What is it?" She asked looking at it.

"Something that makes the men go wild. They've got sensitive noses you see... its just some scents mixed with the scent glands of a predator. Gets them all frisky... gets them feeling good."

"Um this isn't... forcing?"

"Honey I would laugh if I didn't think it would hurt your feelings." The woman says as a small blonde girl wearing furs rushes between her legs. "A space wolf made this. Its their best worst kept secret the fact that they made this stuff for their women to wear and to use. Always saying it was some wife that made it. Even if that's the truth they are always eager to have their ladies wear it. Remember to bring that back in a couple of days when you're done."

"Days?"

She just smiled leaving Elskling holding the bottle as she returns back to her shared quarters. Staring at the liquid inside frowning as she was upset at Arkyn denying her an honorable death with her comrades but... she sighs and sprays herself wrinkling her nose as it was slightly sharp smelling not a scent she would find pleasant but it wasn't for her.

Arkyn entered his quarters without much thought as the Captain took a deep breath washing away the worries of his station. His Parietal lobe itched as he smelt something new yet intimately familiar. His mind rushing back to memories of intimate encounters with mates past. Arkyn felt himself get hard so easily at that smell as he walked to the bedroom pulling off his clothes and leaving them in his wake... he was hard and throbbing and fully naked when he opened the bedroom door.... lucky for him so was his Elskling.

"Hello Captain Arkyn..." She says with that familiar purr that he remembers back from when he first bedded her. His throat tightens and his cock raises as it throbs. Her eyes darting to the subtle movement before meeting his own eyes.

He grins as he swaggers over to the bed rubbing her naked thigh, "I think I remember asking you this once before... are you sure you can handle this..." He clicks his tongue letting the moment drag on out, "wolf? I must say we get horribly attached after we mate." He repeats those familiar lines.

All she does is bring his hand against her cunt and just presses a finger in and moves it for him before he finally takes over. Her nails dig into his shoulders as his hips press to hers, she claws him as she feels the burn of him splitting her open. And Arkyn burns this new memory into his mind... how beautifully his Elskling writhes under him... how her lips open and the gasps. He still remembers when they first had sex... he still remembers each sigh and mewl from then and the way she does it now... he burns it all into his mind and there it will stay with him till he meets the Allfather.

Tyberos the red Wake

Ophelia was in the medical bay when she smelt something good. She was talking to the marine on duty about what it was and she didn't understand what he was explaining or what it was for or why it smelt like home. He was trying his best to explain it and cocked his head to the side at her simple request to wear it, confused Ophelia explained why she wanted it. He let her seeing no harm in it.

"Void Mother," another marine said walking in causing Ophelia to shift her weight at the title. It wasn't one Tyberos had given her but she should have seen it coming given he was called the Void Father.

"Yes?" She said softly trying to be polite.

"Tyberos wishes to speak with you."

It hardly was any other reason to go back into the den of the Chapter Master. There was no use running... no use hiding... but visits with Tyberos were cordial at best and terrorizing at worst given his size and how she felt so helpless in his grasp always folding to his demands but... maybe she would deny him today.

She didn't see the way eyes lingered on her or hear the way that some astartes that were around sniffed the air after her. She entered the dim room as he was at his desk signing approvals from captains and reviewing reports. It smelt very much of Tyberos in the room... and Ophelia felt... warm. Sure maybe the phase after her moon blood when she was fertile was a time that she did not mind Tyberos' company... it was often when she would spend several days in his bed before shame ate at her and guilt ate at him. He needed her it was clear... but she felt warm like after the moon blood. He had a heavy smell... a musky one with a spice added to it.

Tyberos opens his mouth to ask her... he just sees her standing there breathing heavily... flustered skin... and then he smells her and he starts to drool. The door locks behind her as Ophelia just feels the warmth travel to her crotch as she swallows spit as she turns away not hearing how the door locked but she hears the way his chair flings into the wall behind his desk. His rational and logical side of his mind tells him that he's under the effects of something... he needs to get her out of here... but by the Throne she smells so good.

Ophelia feels the air knocked out of her as she is pressed into the wall as his hips rut against the curve of her ass. He wants to mutter an apology but it dies in his mouth as Ophelia rolls her hips back against his... pressing firmly against his arousal. A bruising grip holds her hips as he ruts against her like some youngling, drool running down his neck dripping from the exposed parts of his molars, he tastes the air and he knows exactly what is effecting both of them... in reality it should only really be affecting Ophelia... but she smells so good.

"Tyberos please..." Ophelia whines feeling so empty, "I need you inside of me." She mewls out. Nipples rubbing against the fabric of her breast binding... her undergarments clinging to her entrance from how slick she has grown.

Fabric rips as her world spins and hot wet mouth muscles rub up against each other. Tyberos files away needing to see the brother apothecary to see if there is a new weakness... or if simply combining that combination of chemicals with her scent is what is doing it for him. Grey skinned hands grip handfuls of ass as her fingers pull on his white hair, he pulls back to exhale hard and even in this relatively lukewarm room... his breath can be seen.

"Tyberos." Ophelia whines feeling him hesitate for once... she's so use to him getting her into his bed quickly that it feels too long, "Tyberos... make me void mother."

If his eyes were not already fully black then he is certain they would be given how fast he rips through her clothes and his own clothes. His cock rubbing against her overly slick entrance before sliding in fully... he normally tires to be gentle but he hilts himself in the first thrust and bellows out his enjoyment.

She screams out her own enjoyment as she pushes her legs against his scarred and tattooed chest as he thrusts down hard and deep into her cunt. They make eye contact for this... something Ophelia hardly does but her eyes glaze over with pleasure... loosing their focus before she blinks and moans out. His eyes wander down to her breasts and perhaps his thrusts are a bit more vigorous then they need to be to watch them bounce and move. His saliva splashes down on her as he fucks her hard. His eyes roaming her body... his mind drawing the appropriate tattoos for her... for her station.

She falls over the edge first with a shriek of his name in such pleasure that it causes him to follow... but the effects still linger in her system as she pulls him into a kiss... his hands still roaming over her naked body... as they spend several hours properly getting to intimately know each other finally.

Ghosk

Was happy or at least as happy as an ancient Night Lord like himself could be with being apart of a warband of misfits run by a recently fallen to Chaos Space Wolf. By the Dark Gods the Imperium sounded like a nightmare compared to what it once was... he might not have followed his father into hell if he knew he was going to be alive to watch it turn into some carcass of what it once was. But certain things made it bearable like his Rabbit.

He opens an eye as she walks in and he opens his mouth to begin their usual bickering but he stops as all of his thoughts turns into blazing heat that rushes to his groin. It throws him off slightly... he's certainly fucked before... raped even though that was hardly his modus operandi. Oh yes call him old fashioned if he enjoyed not being wept at during sex... unless that was their kink then yes... but he was a cynical bastard but not cynical enough to act like a Slaaneshi.

"Smell. What's that smell." He says with his usual calm and disinterest as he tried to not palm his hardening cock through his cloth pants.

"Wow okay... spent time with Astrid she just let me put on some perfume she likes."

His tongue ran over his teeth as the warband's matron the space wolfs wife liked his bunny rabbit so his bullshit was tolerated because it all came back to protecting her from others. But by the dark gods she should have warned his bunny that her stuff was made for seducing a wolf...

"Rabbit." He growled out. His cock twitched at the fear mingling with her scent now as he felt his nails dig into the couch. "Wash it off if you don't want me." He said letting out a groan as Ghosk couldn't stop himself from palming his cock through his pants.

"What do you-" Was all she could get out before Ghosk was over her rutting his clothed cock against her own clothed form. He was panting like a dog at the feeling of relief... he hardly masterbated anymore as he was content with his bunny around but all of his neglected need rushed to attention pushing against her supple flesh.

"This is what I mean Rabbit." He snarled, "Tell me to stop." He looked down at her with some restraint... he wasn't a chaos riddled degenerate just a normal degenerate for a Night Lord but he was still himself... he could resist these basal urges.

He could see the gears turning in her little head before she looked up at him, "And... if I don't tell you to stop?" She said so very softly.

Ghosk stopped and was panting hard as his body trembled with utter excitement. He grabbed her and carried her outside as they were on a planet for some time. He put his bunny down. "You have 10 minutes. Run rabbit run." He growled watching her run as he sat in a crouched position feeling his muscles ache... his wings eager to spread out and take flight. But he waited... and waited... knowing and picturing in his minds eye her running in that fast sprint he's seen her do.

She sprinted as fast as she could doing bursts remembering some of her endurance training as it was only a matter of time...

Ghosk's black eyes snapped open as like a bow drawn he was released. All that was there where he knelt was disturbed dust and grass.

Rabbit had to stop and crouch in the woods. Trying to run from Ghosk in an open field was suicide but trying to run from Ghosk was stupid... trying to hide from him was stupid... so why was this so exciting. She and Ghosk had a comfortable relationship... insulting each other... she didn't know what he was getting out of it. The snapping of a twig nearly made her jump out of her skin as the 500+ pound man could be frighteningly silent when he wanted to be.

"Bunny." She heard his trilling graveling voice and she was off like a lazshot but that's clearly what he wanted.

She really hardly had a chance as out of the darkness of the canopy above dropped Ghosk grabbing her before she felt all of her guts rush to her feet. Oh by the God Emperor they were so high up... "Ghosk please not so high up!" She said with fear warbling through her voice.

Another time it would seem... but Ghosk landed before he tore at her clothes... his hard cock slapping against her wet folds before slipping in as she went cross-eyed at the intrusion into her sex. Ghosk moaned and came right then as he could hardly remember the last warm cunt he was in... the thrill of the hunt mixed with her smell. Oh he felt wonderfully pathetic in that moment as his toes uncurled when he was done cumming before he pulled back and moved.

"I'm going to fill my bunny rabbit up so good." He snarled down at the breathless bunny under him... her back arched as her hips were up and she was being such a good fuckable bunny. His balls brushing up against her skin as he moved... his wings fully outstretched and flapping as his grip was bruising... his bunny was screaming... just like how rabbits scream... but instead of writhing in pain and agony she was screaming in pleasure... writhing in enjoyment... pushing her hips back against his own... moaning his name.

He was a bastard chasing his high as he pulled her back onto his cock like some fleshlight... but she wasn't... she was his bunny. He flipped her over the slight twisting on his cock causing him to cum as he took that breather for a moment. Pushing her down onto the ground again crouched over her his wings hiding her from anyone else as he buried himself to the hilt for a few precious seconds and they both gasped at the depth of pleasure they could free.

"Bunny! Bunny! Bunny!" He chanted as his hips snapped to hers with eager restraint. One of his hands clawed the ground around one of her own... palms touching as the way her nails from her other hand clawed his arm as she screamed with pleasure under him. He felt so amazing... the way her willing body writhed under him... her hips desperate to meet his... he was suddenly very aware of her hands touching his skin. All Ghosk could do... say... and think was... "Bunny! Bunny! Bunny!"

She was a trembling sweating mess... the orgasms from both of them going uncounted as finally Ghosk felt his final climax take hold of him and he spread his wings fully out in all their terrible glory... undecorated for this moment but he snarled out her actual name as he came for the final time inside of her. His finally flaccid cock slipping from her thoroughly ruined cunt. His cunt. He mused looking at her laying there almost fully out of it... covered in dirt, cum, sweat, small cuts, bruises, and probably small creatures native to this planet. His Rabbit... He pulled her into a kiss as he purred out another bunny or two when she reciprocated.

Angelo

Vivienne knew her ways around functions... knew how to rile the lords up... rile them up into making deals with her. She of course used every trick in the book to get what she wanted. Get the trade deals in her favor as she sprayed the perfume on her. The thick makeup upon her face as she made sure she looked just right for this planetary governor's function. Of course she learned as much as she could... bit of a crude thing but nothing that a nice sinched waist and some cleavage couldn't help her with this.

Of course that's what she thought going into it. She grumbles coming back to her ship after a disaster of a party... she might as well have brought Angelo for companionship. No one fuckin told her he was gay. She would have made sure Seth was far more dressed up but Throne bless him he was able to use it as being "roguish" charms or something like that.

"Yes Seth you're getting paid extra for your contribution to that. Your usual seduction fee?"

"I want extra given how..." He grimaced.

Vivienne nodded and waved her hand, "Yes yes he wasn't your usual flavor I know but you saved this deal."

"Of course my Lady. Now if you excuse me I have a bottle of amesec and a bath calling me." He says splitting off heading to his quarters. As she walked to her own she could see Angelo was right there along with the door guards but they dismissed themselves after he entered the quarters behind her.

"He was fucking gay Angelo!" She says upset that she went through all this effort in getting ready for seduction and it all going to waste. She starts to undo her corset but the Blood Angel walks up behind her and somehow is so dexterous with such large hands.

"Would explain the lack of the scent of a paramour on you..." He leans in, "Though I could change that." He says nipping at her earlobe. She waves him away but his nose catching something delightfully mixing with her scent. "You do smell delightful though my Lady." His tongue runs over the artery in her neck before she pulls away to get out of the ridiculous outfit she put herself into. Angelo cares not for the maids that come in leaving a bottle of wine and two glasses... helping her fully undress and taking away the garment as she proceeds to wipe off that silly face paint.

"Lady Vivienne." Angelo finally asks as the maids leave.

"Yes Angelo?" She asks tiredly looking at him in the mirror.

She lets out the smallest gasp as with a blink he is already behind her his hands roaming over her naked, the robe barely clinging to her shoulders hardly counted as clothes to him, shoulders. "You do smell quite delightful... how about I make you feel so good."

She knew what he was refrencing... it was a silly joke from Rowena. A pheremone perfume with some exotic, probably xenos, ingredients that she claimed could work on any man... even a space marine. It had an innocuous smell to it and most men agreed she smelt nice but she was hardly expecting the throbbing against her back as his eyes were black as he panted hard just touching her body. His blonde hair tied back as his teeth looked... bigger to her and she swallowed softly.

Perhaps Rowena wasn't lying for once....

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Body Swap

Characters: Giyuu Tomioka, Shinobu Kocho, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Mitsuri Kanroji, Obanai Iguro, Muichiro Tokito, Kyojuro Rengoku, Tengen Uzui, Gyomei Himejima.

OC: Kazi Okami. (Belongs to @frosty-lycanthropy)

Warnings: None, it’s just crack 👍

Kazi woke up and stared at the ceiling for about an hour before Giyuu bursted through the door? “Huh? Tomioka what are you doing in here?” The young Lycan asked. Tomioka looked rather angry, “I’m not Tomioka?! I’m Obanai?!” He spoke with an annoyed tone, “No.. you’re clearly Tomioka- did you hit your head or something?” “No I didn’t?! And who even are you I can’t tell anymore.” “It’s me- you know- Kazi?” Tomioka or well- Obanai stared at her, “Looks like you turned into Kocho.” “HUH?!” Kazi ran to a mirror in her room and looked at herself, she was in fact Shinobu, but how did this happen? “I’m kinda hot not gonna lie.” “No, anyways do you know where Kanroji is?” “How would I know? By what you just told me I’m guessing everyone swapped bodies.” Oban ai sighed and left, Kazi got changed and followed him wondering where he was going.

They came across Sanemi? It could be anyone at this rate.. though it was a lot easier to tell who swapped with Sanemi as they were looking at the sky, “That has to be Muichiro. Sanemi has never done that in his whole eyebrowless life.” Kazi spoke with a straight face which caused Obanai to snicker. Muichiro looked over at them and then looked back at the sky. “Alright then-” “He’s no help. Come on.” “This is so confusing- you looking and sounding like Tomioka and then being rude- god my brain hurts.. wait- if I’m Shinobu does that mean Shinobu’s me? And if she is that means Tomioka is you-” Obanai stared at her, “I fucking hope he isn’t me.” They walked away from Muichiro still trying to look for the others, well Kazi is trying to look for the others- Obanai is only trying to look for Mitsuri.

The two then come across Mitsuri and Tengen, “Who is who.” Obanai immediately asks, Tengen raises his hand, “I’m Mitsuri…” “I’m Tengen!!” Tengen was a little too happy to be in Mitsuri’s body- Obanai stared at Tengen, “When you’re out of that body I’m going to fucking kill you?!” “Ah! You must be Iguro then! We say Tomioka not too long ago, kind of confused us.” Mitsuri is just dead face staring at Tengen, Tengen was moving around a lot on purpose and we all know why.. “Can you stop moving around so much..” “Why? Give me a reason and I will!” “Because… um..” Mitsuri didn’t want to say it out loud and it showed, Kazi was gonna be a good daughter and stand up for her mom! “She wants you to stop moving around because it makes her uncomfortable.” Tengen rolled his eyes but stopped moving around. Obanai was so close to just murdering Tengen but he couldn’t for many reasons.

Obanai turned around and saw himself plus Kazi walking over to them, “Oh this is fucking weird-” Kazi turned around and saw herself, “Oh shit- Shinobu?” “Yes?” “Oh this is confusing-” while they were talking three others went over to them it was, Kyojuro who was crying and leading Gyomei, and an angry Muichiro who they already know is Sanemi. “WHY DID I HAVE TO BE THE FUCKING FORGETFUL ONE?!” “Shinazugawa-san, you do know we didn’t choose who we got to be right?” Sanemi mumbled and crossed his arms, Kyojuro was crying and was even happier then ever (if that’s even possible) “Himejima-san, turned into me and he’s happy that he can see you guys for the first time!” Kyojuro who was Gyomei smiled but he was facing the wrong way, he was still getting somewhat used to the lack of eyesight but he can hear really well now!

Sadly not everyone was in their original bodies so it was confusing but either way Gyomei was happy to see them! Muichiro later walked over to them and said hi which made everyone wonder if Muichiro knew their names now or if he still had bad memory though that theory was cleared when Sanemi had forgotten who everyone else was which was kinda funny.

The next day they all returned back to normal.

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#kny body swap #kny fic #kyojuro rengoku #mitsuri kanroji #giyuu tomioka #shinobu kocho #muichiro tokito #tengen uzui #gyomei himejima #sanemi shinazugawa #obanai iguro

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The 7 Famous & must visit Restaurants in Dhaka!

There are a lot of renowned eateries in Dhaka, the capital of Bangladesh. This energetic metropolis offers everything in between, from well-known fast-food chains to food stands along the road. The majority of people's time is spent away from home in Dhaka due to their extremely active lifestyles. The well-known restaurants in Dhaka also significantly contribute to elevating their moods by serving delectable food in a serene setting despite their hectic daily schedules. Bangladesh is an undervalued tourism destination, as I usually repeat. Despite having several stunning tourist destinations, this nation struggles to draw in a sizable number of visitors. However, visitors to the nation have always praised Bangladeshi cuisine. And full credit goes to the diligent restaurant proprietors who serve the top delicacies on their menus. In Dhaka, almost every renowned eatery offers a unique offering. Additionally, some eateries feature unique menus with their very own recipes that you won't find anywhere else. Let me stop trying your patience now since you might already be eager to learn about the best restaurants in Dhaka. 1. The Green Lounge The Green Lounge is not only a well-known dining establishment in Dhaka, but it also has the biggest rooftop dining area. The Green Lounge is the spot for you if you're seeking for a distinctive dining experience away from the hectic city life. The restaurant's lovely décor, which is adorned with plants and bamboo, will make you feel refreshed. There is a multi-cuisine buffet and a barbecue on the menu. Location: 114 Kazi Nazrul Islam Avenue, Banglamotor, Dhaka, 18th floor of the Rupayan Trade Center Opening Times> Daily | 12 pm to 10 pm 2. Chef’s Table Courtside In Dhaka, there is a food court called Chef's Table Courtside. It is renowned for its tranquil atmosphere. At the location, there is a mini-park, a football field, a kids' play area, and a seating area. There are about 35 well-known fast-foodfood restaurants here, including Pizza Guy, CRISP, El Dorado, and Chittagong Bulls. Although the price is a bit high, the food quality is excellent. But altogether, because of the serene surroundings, it's a terrific site to visit. With your friends and family, you can go here, host events, and take some lovely photos. Location: United City, Madani Avenue, 1212 Dhaka, next to United International University Hours of Activity: Sunday through Thursday, 11:00 am to 11:00 pm Saturday and Sunday | 8:00 a.m. to 11:00 p.m. 3. The Atrium Restaurant The Atrium Restaurant, one of Dhaka's most well-known eateries, has been serving up mouthwatering Thai and Indian cuisine to diners for more than a decade. It offers a dining experience that is unmatched because of its tranquil interiors and beautiful grounds. The cheapest of their four buffet options costs 800 BDT. The menu can also be altered to suit your preferences by adding or removing certain things. Location> J Block, Baridhara, Dhaka, 50 & 52 Pragati Avenue Opening Times> Daily | 12 p.m. to 4 p.m. Daily | 6:00 p.m. to 10:30 p.m. 4. Khana’s Founded in 2015, Khana's is a fast-food enterprise based in Bangladesh. In actuality, it was the first fast-food-focused restaurant franchise in Bangladesh. There are 6 Khana’s locations spread across Dhaka. The main menu items of Khana's include sub sandwiches, potato wedges, and several kinds of chicken, and iced coffee. On the menu, however, are delectable cross burgers, shakes, and hot beverages. Don't forget to try their renowned cold coffee if you ever decide to visit this eatery. Yes, the food is of high quality, and the pricing is fair. Location of branches> Bashundhara Rd., Ka-9, Hazi Abdul Latif Mansion 9/KA, Manson, R/A, Dhaka 1229 House No. Y, 8 Noorjahan Rd, Dhaka-1207, 397/B Malibagh Chowdhury Para Road, Shahid Baki Rd, Dhaka-1219 Block C, Avenue 5, Dhaka-1216, House: 146/D (Old), 42(New), Road, 2 Satmasjid Road Opening Times> Saturday through Thursday | 11 a.m. to 10 p.m. Thursday | 3:00 p.m.–10:00 p.m. 5. Baton Rouge Restaurants A buffet-style restaurant with 450 seating capacity, Baton Rouge offers 101 dishes. Therefore, it is safe to conclude that there is large seating space. Its menu features both domestic and foreign cuisines. Reservations can be made for conferences, workshops, private/corporate meetings, and seminars. Location> Gulshan Pink City Shopping Center, 7th Floor, 15 Gulshan Avenue, Dhaka 1212 6. Kabab Factory The greatest kebabs can be found at Kabab Factory, which is well known for its barbecue meals. They start off by offering a variety of soups and salads on their menu. However, their Reshmi Kabab, Bihari Kabab, and Afghan Kabab are the highlights of their menu. Additionally, this restaurant features a lovely atmosphere and a cozy seating area. Location: Sector 7 Uttara, House 14, Lake Drive Road, Dhaka Opening Times> 8:00 am to 4:00 pm, Monday through Friday 10:00 a.m. to 11:00 p.m. on Saturday 7. Barcode Café Barcode Cafe is the ideal destination for foodies looking for a delicious selection of cuisines and a fantastic setting to spend time in. One of my favorite renowned eateries in Dhaka is Barcode Cafe. It offers practically all of the menu items that a quality restaurant ought to. And believe me when I say that this restaurant serves excellent meals. As starters, the Barcode Cafe's menu offers grilled calamari, fried calamari rings, jumbo tempura shrimp, honey shrimp, garlic shrimp, and many other tasty meals. If I began to list every item on this restaurant's menu, I definitely would require a full day. Therefore, all I can tell is that Barcode Cafe offers chicken dinners, pizza, spaghetti, salad, seafood, beef meal, many personal specialties, and beverages. Location> Block-B, Banani, Road 21, House 55/B, Dhaka-1212 Hours of Activity: Saturday through Monday, 12:00 pm to 11:00 pm 10:00 a.m. to 11:00 p.m. on Friday Read the full article

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Episode 30

Khabane and I are driving to Mohato's and Zarinah's wedding. We started at his home and parked my car, then took one of his dad's cars - some Lamborghini. His dad said he would have never given Khabane that car if I were not there with him. Lol! Khabane and I are in the Lamborghini while Khabane's parents are following us in the Mercedes-Benz AMG. That car is... yoh! I would have liked for Khabane to take that one. It has no letter and no number. Just a two-door and two-seater AMG. Apparently, it also belongs to Khabane's dad. Khabane's mom is into big cars. She has expensive big cars. I guess it's the mom in her always choosing mom-cars, but classy, stylish and expensive mom cars. She'd get along very well with Rofhiwa. Those are her vibes.

Ruri is at the royal house. She and Rena are in the wedding. So, she just slept there yesterday.

"Ushup?" Khabane asks me.

He looks so HOT!

I mean, he's an extremely good-looking man. But when he tries hard to look good, smell good and dress good - ubuhle buvele bugezeke!

I would like to believe that I look nice too.

Khabane's mom invited me to do nails, hair and makeup with her. Kazi had her designer put my dress together. It's a traditional wedding. Sesotho traditional wedding, to be exact.

So kazi's designer did an all-beads dress for me. I'm not even joking.

My dress is only white and brown beads! Then by my breast area, it finishes off with brown and white feathers.

"Are you trying to out-dress the bride?" Khabane's mom asked me.

I just laughed. But I look nice!

Khabane's mom's hair person put Malaysian hair strips in my hair. Then he lifted them into a rather long ponytail. My makeup is proper. And I just wore studs. I mean, my dress is a lot. My heels are a combination of nude and transparent.

Khabane's mom and I are actually cool. Ruri and I are closer. We chat all the time. It's like having a baby sister. And I love it.

"I'm fine, baby." I say.

"You are not fine. Talk to me... what's going on?"

"I feel like gogo's attempt to resolving the family's beef didn't work. I think kazi is still hurt." I say.

"She's not okay, love. You guys are a close family. None of you will be okay until this beef is cooked."

"I just don't know how to be there for her. And papa... Papa is so hurt, Khabane. Family is everything to papa. Our family is EVERYTHING to him. He is hurt that kazi is not okay. He is hurt that Fifi and I are not getting along. Ai."

He holds my hand.

"We are going to fix this. Reahile and I are going to fix you and Fifi today. Then you and Fifi must fix your parents. You caused this shit between them, you fix it."

Why do I find this funny? I just laugh.

"But seriously, babe. You and your family love each other. That's why none of you will be cool until all of this is done. So, le tloba shup. Tomorrow, you are doing lunch with Fifi. Squash it."

"Thank you, baby."

"You are welcome, love."

I send a picture of Khabane and I to kazi. We took it this morning after we were dressed up and ready for the day.

"My babies!" She says in a text message.

We arrive at the royal house.

We have to leave the car running as we get out, then the hired staff, parks the car.

There are cameras everywhere. We are being snapped every two seconds.

Yerrr!

I always forget that these people are the celebrities of Tholoana Kingdom.

We are led to the red carpet.

Khabane has his arms around my waist. I feel so good. I'm smiling from my stomach.

We get to a backdrop of Zari and Mo. That's where we snap the picks.

I see Fifi and Rea approaching us. Clearly, Khabane and Rea planned this. Now the four of us are snapping picks together. And it actually feels nice.

"The camera guy's fly is open." Fifi gossips in my ear.

"And his package is forcing itself through that whole", I gossip back.

And we both laugh.

We are snapped.

We finally leave the red carpet.

We are sent the pictures instantly. They are so nice, man.

"I'm sending these to papa and kazi" Fifi says.

I'll let her do it because she does have to make it up to kazi.

Before I even respond, she's already sent them.

Within minutes, a picture of us laughing - probably at the camera guy and his open fly - is papa's profile picture on WhatsApp. Kazi updates her status of all four us and the caption is, "My babies".

Hmmm. Okay.

We make our way to our seats. The royals sit in the front seat, as expected. I'm sitting with Khabane, Banathi, Mndeni, their dates, Khabane's parents and Banathi's parents in the next row.

Tee-le, Thuli, Mfundo, Nene and their kids are in the row behind us. I greet them briefly. They look so beautiful.

Behind them sits the NFR Legends - passed and present. Then everyone else.

Queen-Mother Kea walks in with three of her daughters-in-law: Sonia, Setati and Remo. Mofomahadi Thabi walks in alone. I also don't know why. She doesn't even look like herself. She looks so.... sad and out of touch.

Morena Ona and Moholo Khotso walk in together. Then while Moholo Khotso finds his seat next to Remo, Morena Ona finds a seat next to Sonia.

TENSE!

Clearly, Thabi is the mofomahadi, but Sonia is THE WIFE. Asazi ke ngo-irrelevant third.

Mulalo and Mohau walk in together. All of this is being televised, by the way. My babies look so cute. I can't believe they can walk already. Mulalo has flowers, but even she isn't sure what to do with them. Mohau has the rings on some cushion. He is in a suit with a seSotho pattern finish and Mulalo is in a white dress with brown seshweshwe patterns.

They spot me and instead of going to the alter, they sprint to me. Everyone laughs, but like... I must now stand up and walk them to the end. And there are cameras. And that isle is so fucken long. Whose brilliant idea was it that twins that are not even two be tasked with such duties.

"I'm not going alone, Khabane. Grab a twin and let's go!"

"What?!"

I'm already standing. I take Mulalo. He's now forced to take Mohau and we hold their hands get them to the end of the isle.

Now, we have to stand here with them.

Jesu!

Ruri walks in, the bridesmaid. She walks in with Mohale. They both look stunning! Mohale goes to the groom's side and Ruri comes to my side. When she gets to the end of the isle, she says, "You look better than all of us". I'm getting a bit irky with this comment yaz. I mean, why did people underdress if I’m the most dressed person here?

I try to hand Mulalo over to her, but Mulalo is not having it. She grabs onto my dress with force and I just let it be. Not because I enjoy being bullied by her, but because my dress is just beads. If one bead snaps, I'll be naked on camera in seconds and I'll trend for the rest of my life.

Lefatselabarena walks in. The bridesmaid. The only Mohale sister. Well, Nyakalo exists now too, but she doesn't seem close with everyone else. Rena walks in with Tholoana.

The ladies are wearing fully patterned brown seShweshwe short dresses with brown seShweshwe doeks. The guys are wearing brown seShweshwe pants, white shirts and sanna marena blankets.

Priceless!

Now, Rofhiwa walks in, the maid of honour. Her dress is white and has seShweshwe trimmings. It has a seShweshwe fishtail finish. I wonder why she would be the maid of honour. That’s the most important person in the bridal party and she doesn’t even get along with Zari like that. They always complain about each other. Maybe the twins made them do this. Nna I would never! It is my wedding, and it is the one day I get to be selfish…

Anyway…

Fifi had a white wedding... then we exchanged gifts and called it the traditional part of the wedding. I don't know why she wouldn't want to show off this level of beauty. There's so much beauty in tradition and culture... much more than white weddings in my opinion. But Rofhiwa is Rofhiwa. If modernity hasn't put a stamp on it for elegance, she's not interested. Reahile loves her as she is and that's all that matters.

Reahile now walks in!

Yeses!

He is accompanied by umbongi reciting the Mohale clan names.

He is wearing a black suit, Chinese collar white shirt, sanna marena, the mokorotlo hat and he has a cane in his hand.

The best part about blackness is culture. We are rich, guys! We are rich!

Mo walks in with umbongi as well. He is reciting their clan names. There is a young lady ululating and three girls dancing as they lead him to the altar.

He is wearing black suit pants.

No shirt.

But guys I promise, it looks nice. All he has on is a blazer jacket that is made up of the sanna marena blanket.

Suka madoda!

He wears the mokorotlo hat too and he has his cane with him.

Khabane better look this nice at our wedding. Yes, I'm speaking it into existence.

When the dancers and imibongi go sit down, I follow them with Mulalo in my arms. Khabane follows us too with Mohau in our arms.

They are already over everything and start getting restless. Where are their baby bags?!

Khabane gives Mohau his cellphone and it settles him. So, I give Mulalo my phone and they are entertained.

"What if we have twins?" Khabane asks stupid questions.

Who is a twin in his family?

Rofhiwa is biologically not my sister and the twins are hers. I don't have a biological gene for twins.

"We are safe. Khululeka." I say.

He smiles at me and says, "But we going to have some good-looking brats."

Mxm!

But I laugh because wow.

Makoti finally arrives.

Her father walks her down the isle. They are both dressed in FULL Nigerian wear. I always forget that her father is Nigerian and her mother is Jamaican. But this is so different! So beautiful!

There are loud Nigerian aunts making a damn statement and I love it! We are all standing because wow....!!!

What a beauty!!!

It's ululating!

It's an aunt shouting in excitement in Nigerian!

It's a bunch of people throwing money at Zarinah as she walks down the isle.

"Let's go pick up that money!" Bathung Khabane?!

Who and what am I dating?!

This is beautiful!

This is stunning!

This is breath-taking!

Black people... We are rich!

...

The wedding is beautiful. Hands down. Zari and Mohato look very happy. I'm happy they are getting married. I cannot imagine Mohato marrying anyone else. Zari is the only person who can truly manage Mohato and the illness that he has. The royal family also trusts her with everything, especially managing Mohato's health. No one else would be able to manage that.

They say their "I dos" and within minutes, they are kissing and Zari is Zarinah Mohale.

We are now at the reception and the reception is purely the traditional part of Zarinah becoming Mrs Mohale and being introduced to the Mohale ancestors.

She, like Rofhiwa, is also given a seSotho new name by the Mohales. Queen-Mother Kea is the one who names them. Rofhiwa was named Mmamohau... hence her first son is Mohau. Zarinah is named Mmamoahi. So, their first son will most likely be Moahi.

As we go into the evening, the party is happening.

"Please look at your child", Thuli says to me.

I look on the stage and Khumo is having the time of her life.

I actually just laugh.

I'm accepting that I have a special daughter.

Thuli laughs too.

Then we see her running towards us.

"Daddy, I have a new friend", she says.

"Really?"

"Yes. And we were performing on stage."

Thuli just laughs so hard.

"What's her name?" I ask her, still laughing.

"I actually don't know." She says.

I shake my head.

"I'm going back to dance on stage neh. I'm performing and people are watching me."

Khumo mara.

"Khumo, it's getting cold and it's going to rain. We need to go the car and get your jersey", Thuli says.

"But mommy, it's hot. I'm feeling hot. And I'm performing. So, I'm going to be more hot." Khumo Serame has an answer for everything.

I even hear Khabane's mom laughing and when I look at her, she's laughing at Khumo.

"I wasn't asking", Thuli.

"Mommy, you know I feel my body. When I'm cold, I'll tell you." Khumo.

"Woooooohhhhh!!!! You have a Ruri in your hands!" Khabane's mother says and we just laugh.

"If you feel one drop of rain on your skin-

"I'm running to you and we getting a jersey." Khumo finishes Thuli's sentence.

"Come give mommy a kiss." Thuli.

I love how Thuli will shit on Khumo, then ask for a kiss just to say it's all love. It's beautiful, man.

Khumo dives to her mother, hugs her then kisses her.

"Khumo, come." Some girl says. At least she knows her new friend’s name.

"I'm not playing with you!" Khumo. Okay, I spoke too quickly. Kanti isn't this the new friend?

"But, I want to play with you guys", the girl.

"You didn't ask us", Khumo.

Why is Khumo such a bully?

"Khumo, what did I say about being mean?" Thuli.

Good. She sees it too.

Khumo is getting upset.

"Uyakwata?! Then we are going home. Daddy, we are going home." Thuli.

"No!" Khumo.

We both look at her.

She climbs off her mother's lap.

She goes to the friend.

"I'm sorry for being mean." Khumo says to the girl. The girl tries to hug Khumo, but Khumo pulls back and says, "I'm just apologizing. You don't have to touch me."

Thuli looks away.

We both want to laugh, but Khumo can never know that we think this is funny.

"I'll make everyone else play with you. They listen to me. Come." Khumo.

Then they are gone.

Khabane's mom is deep within laughter.

"Remoletile?! Your child?!" Thuli.

Yoh!

The party is great and Thuli is actually having fun. Zari and Fifi come join us and chill with us. Khanyisa was here with Khabane, but they seem to have left now.

Oh, nope. She's still here. And she's being herself, bless her soul. She's wearing flat shoes and is serving people.

Khabane walks towards us.

"Your girlfriend, Hai khona." I say.

Everyone laughs. He also laughs.

"She's helping koko Kea with serving the royal elders. She's not serving everyone else. Relax." Khabane says.

We laugh.

Khanyisa should have been a doctor. Serving is who she is. It's so much more than what she does. It's honestly admirable.

"Does she need help, KB? I don't mind helping", Thuli says.

She's pregnant.

Uya kai?

"She's almost done. Thanks though, Aus' Thuli." Khabane says.

"Are you sure?" Thuli.

"Hai Ausi Thuli, you are pregnant. You must relax."

"I'm not disabled."

"If you go into labour now, who's going to deliver for you? Wabona Mme Thabi is a bit house-to-let in the head right now."

Our entire circle BURSTS into laughter... like BURSTS! That statement was both unexpected and WTF?! Yoh!

It starts raining.

We move to some shelter.

By the time we are all settled in, we see Khanyisa bringing the kids in. I'm going to buy this girl flowers and chocolate and I'm going to kill Khabane if he ever hurts her.

"You good?" Khabane asks her.

She nods her head.

He puts his suit jacket over her shoulders, putting all of us under pressure. I just want to say that we are cold and we've all been rained on. But we succumb to the pressure and put our jackets on our women.

"Mommy, it rained on me." Khumo.

Thuli opens her arms and Khumo climbs on top of her. Thuli cuddles her into my jacket.

I actually take a picture of them. I love this.

We chat away until really late then we all start deciding that it's time to go. Mohato and Zari have left.

Reahile takes sleeping Mohau from Khabane. Rofhiwa takes Mulalo. Then they say goodnight.

I hold my wife's hand, take my daughter and have her in my other hand. I see Khanyisa and Bane also holding hands to leave.

It's been nice.

....

Waking up as Mrs Mohale is just so nice. But I've got flu. I got rained on and I'm struggling to even get out of bed. Every part of my body is aching! I'm blocked. I have a headache for CENTURIES!

Mohale is so sweet, shame. He's been babysitting me since last night. But today, he's taking me to the doctor. I didn't really want to go to the doctor. I still don't.

The thing is...

I had an abortion.

And before you dog me out, hear me out.

Mo has a mental health illness that has a high chance of being passed on. I struggle a lot with Mo. We manage his mental illness, but I struggle. A lot. If Mo and I have kids, there is a high chance that our kids would have it too. I would not be able to manage more than one person who has this illness. I don't even think Mo would be able to handle children. I sometimes observe him with Rea's twins. He has no patience for them at all. The one time, Mohau had fell off a highchair that Mo had placed him on while doing I don't know what. Next thing, Mohau screams his lungs out because he fell and hurt himself. We sprinted into the kitchen and we found Mo in a corner, shutting his ears, having an episode because he was triggered by the screaming. Reahile even punched him for that, and he didn't react. He just yelled, "Get that child out of here!"

It was crazy.

I had to stop Rea from shitting on him so I could hold him and tell him that everything would be okay. Then give him meds and help him sleep.

Now, nobody trusts him with the kids. It would be irresponsible of me to have kids knowing how he is. It took a lot for me to get Rofhiwa and Reahile to be cool with Mohale again, not hold what happened against him. They were DONE with him. DONE! And it wasn't okay. Mo doesn't want to be like this. But he has a condition that he cannot control.

"You look beautiful", he tells me.

"Lies. I feel awful. There's no way that I look better than what I feel."

He laughs.

"You look amazing, baby."

We laugh.

"We had a beautiful day yesterday", I say.

"It was amazing. Thank you for choosing me, Mmamoahi". He says.

"Rofhiwa doesn't use her Mmamohau name."

"Rofhiwa is not the next queen, Mmamoahi. You are."

What?!

"Your father confirmed that?" I ask him.

"Not in so many ways." He says.

"Mo, I thought the next king would be Ntate Khotso's son. In this case, it's Moloko."

"He's the youngest of all of us."

"Your grandfather, Mohato, was the youngest out of him, Ntate Reahile and Ntate Morena. He became king and his brothers were his advisors."

He thinks about this.

I don't want Mo getting to a point where he starts being dangerous to his own family just because he wants the throne.

"I'd make a good king, Zari."

"You would, love. But being a leader doesn't always have to be within the capacity of a king. Look at Ntate Khotso and all the work that he does. Why wouldn't you want to be that for Moloko?"

"Because I want the throne. And no one seems interested in it, but me. I work the closest and the most with Ntate. Rea's life is all about Rofhiwa's ass... he's more of a Ramaru than what Rofhiwa is a Mohale. And Rofhiwa just thinks that she's better than everyone."

Yeah, he's never said it out loud, but he doesn't like Fifi at all.

"Mohale is gay", he continues.

"And?"

He throws me a skemp look.

"Tholoana is somewhere between his Zulu mother and us. Moloko is a kid. A KID. If dad died tomorrow, how would he be expected to rule?"

"If ntate died tomorrow, ntate Khotso would take over."

"And if they both died?"

"Mohato!"

"I'm just saying." He says then sits on the edge of the bed.

"The throne should be ours, Zari."

I just take a deep breath. Then I say, "I don't want you going to war with your family for this throne. You know that they will not hesitate to even have you admitted and banned from this place, masking it as you struggling because of your mental health. You are too much of an easy target to not lie low."

"I didn't ask for this illness."

"I know. But you need to look after yourself and show that you have this as controlled as possible... that you can operate at a high level of leadership and that your mental health isn't stopping you from being a functional leader. Prove that first, then we talk."

He thinks about what I'm saying.

After some time, he says, "You need to see a doctor".

"I just want to sleep. Get into bed with me. Let's sleep." I say.

He smiles.

"We are not having sex. We are sleeping." Me.

He laughs aloud. But he climbs into bed and we cuddle.

...

I manage to get up, shower and dress up. Khosi and Mandisa were not able to attend my wedding because of Thuli's and Tee-le's presence. So, we had plans to meet up for lunch today. I could do with getting out of this house and meeting some friends. Khosi has become quite a good friend to me. She's actually a good person. She didn't deserve what happened to her.

It's still raining.

Good Lord!

I'm finally dressed up and I grab my bag. I don't know where Mo is. Let me phone him.

"Baby?" He answers after two rings.

"Hey love. Where are you?"

"I'm in a meeting with pope, Bane, Rea, Mohale and Banathi. What's wrong?"

"I'm just going to meet up with Khosi."

"Aren't you sick?"

"I'll be fine. Don't worry."

"Okay. Keep your phone on, baby. We might need to head to Miami today."

"We?"

"Us gents... and maybe you, the ladies."

Ai!

"Am I in danger if I go out?"

"Not yet, baby. Just stay alert."

We hang up.

I bump into Rofhiwa feeding her kids as I make my way to the car.

"Hey", I greet her.

"Mrs Mo. Hi." She says. She's very pleasant this morning. I wonder.

"How are you feeling? I heard you are sick", she says.

"I'm feeling a bit better. Also, just sleeping all the time is going to make me worse."

She nods her head.

"Where are you going?" She asks me.

"Just meeting up with Khosi and Mandisa. They couldn't really make it to the wedding because of Thuli and Tee-le, so..."

"Aowa! She needs to get over it now. They are not even checking for her like that."

"Would you be able to get over it if someone took Rea from you like that?"

"Like what, exactly?"

Why is she acting dumb? She knows what happened? Suddenly she has amnesia because Thuli is her friend?

Nonsense!

"Forget it!" I say.

She rolls her eyes.

Spoiled brat!

"So, when are you and Mo having kids? The twins need friends."

"That’s very forward of you... to ask me something like that. Seriously?"

"Hawu?! I'm just asking. If you don't want to answer the question, you don't have to. But don't be such a bitch."

"That conversation is a conversation between my husband and me. Where do you get off asking me something like that?"

"Zari, it's not that deep. Fuck!"

"Do you see me asking you when you are going to give Reahile his pair of balls back?"

"Excuse me?!"

"Excuse you? We all see that you've turned him into Mrs Ramaru. There isn't a hint of Mohale in you. You've even named a child Mulalo. Don't be disturbed if she's never taken seriously around here."

She looks surprised. Shocked. Angry. What's surprising her? What's shocking her? What's making her angry?

"Y'all discuss my marriage?" She asks me.

"We discuss the fact that you’ve turned Reahile into a little bitch and no one in the family likes it. So, if he ever steps out on you just to find his manhood again, we will all help him cheat on you and build a life with the woman who treats him like the prince that he is."

She looks like she wants to cry.

Mxm!

"Later!" I say, then just leave her there.

...

I'm working in Ramaru's office today. We have a lot that we have to do collectively. I know that he and Fikile are going through stuff, but I appreciate that they are such professionals, and our business has continuity whether they are having issues or not. I guess that's why they are such successful businesspeople.

After a few hours of working, Fikile walks in with LOTS OF FOOD.

"Sanibonani", even Thomas is shocked. Imagine my awkwardness?!

"Hey", Thomas.

"I just got back from a food expo with Koena." She says. On cue, my stunner of a wife walks in with more food.

"Hey guys", she greets us.

Ramaru and I look at each other.

"We took quite a lot of the African food - for you guys, obviously. We mixed it with Mexican food for Koena and I. We were feeling Mexican food." Fikile.

Thomas and I stand up from our seats and we walk towards them, kissing them to say hi.

Then, Thomas and Fikile zone out a bit.

Fikile: "Taste this one". She feeds him something.

Koena places herself in my arms. I just know this is about to be a moment out of a soapie. Koena is emotional. Why didn't I just stay in my own office?

Fikile: "Imnandi neh?"

Thomas: "Hmmm... imnandi."

Thomas is even speaking isiZulu? Kubi!

Thomas removes the food from Fikile then pulls her into a hug.

"I don't want to cry, Thomas." Fikile keeps saying, but she's breaking down as Thomas pulls her closer and closer towards him. Koena is holding me tighter and tighter. I hold her too. I don't know what her and Fikile spoke about that's making her feel like this is her battle too.

"I'm sorry, Thomas. I'm so sorry. I'm so so sorry", Fikile keeps saying through her cries.

"Okay. It's okay, baby." Thomas.

"No, it's not okay. It's not okay. Rofhiwa is my child. She's my child. And now I've made her feel like she isn't."

"Baby, she's not entirely innocent in all of this. Stop doing this to yourself."

Mfundo briefly told me about this fight between Fikile and Rofhiwa. I didn't think it was this serious.

"Thomas -

"Baby, sshhhh... we are past this. We are past it."

Fikile just cries.

Thomas pulls her towards his closet and they close themselves in there.

Is this the right time to remind him that we have a deadline?

"Baby?" Koena.

"Yebo?"

"Can I ask you something?"

Yerrr! Women! Bathelelana ama-emotions faster than bathelelana i-flu!

"Yini Koena?"

"You've done so well. For yourself. For us. You know that, right?"

Where is this going?

"Ja?"

"You are exactly where Sindi wanted you to be all those years ago. You realise that, right?"

So, she's pulling a Rofhiwa? Uvus' abafile?

Mind you, we are still in this hug, so I'm not looking into her face.

"Koena, ukhuluma ngani?"

"I'm just wondering -

"Wondering what, Koena?! What are you wondering?!"

I'm actually pissed. Why are we talking about Sindiswa? She's been dead for years and she's my past. Why are we going there?

She comes out of the hug.

I look at her.

I want answers.

"If she never cheated on you... waited on you and have been more patient with you... would you be having this life that you and I have... with her?"

"Amanyala! Amanyala le nt' ongibuza yona." I say.

She looks emotional.

Uyahlanya lo! Futhi why isn't she at work?

"I’m just saying, Mthunzi -

"You are saying what? What are you saying, Koena? Twenty years of marriage and three children later... this is the shit you ask me?"

"Would we have made it to twenty years if Sindi -

"Would we have made it to three hours if Mohavi's dad stayed and helped you raise him?"

"I didn't love him. You loved Sindi."

"I did. She was my wife. And she was the mother of my daughter. Why wouldn't I love her?"

"Kholeka was the mother of your son. Did you love her?"

"To answer your question, Koena... Sindi and I divorced each other because we brought out the worst in each other. I didn't marry you because things didn't work out with Sindi. Sindi has never been a factor in my choice to have a family with you. Now, I'm never having this conversation with you ever again! Next time you want answers, you can go dig up her body and have a conversation with what's left of it! Do you understand me?!"

"Msomi!"

Oh, they are back.

"Thomas, when you are done with Fikile, you'll find me in my office." I say.

"Ukudla?" Koena has the audacity to ask me that?

"Angilambile." I say.

"Msomi, come on." Thomas.

Eish.

I choose to sit down. Koena pissed me off. What the fuck was that?!

I sit on a one-seater couch, so she doesn't sit next to me. She chooses to sit on top of me.

Fikile laughs.

I can't help but smile.

She hugs me.

Mxm!

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Look I’m not caught up but I think it’s fucking hilarious that they cast such a hot actor to play Kazimierz Kazimierczak.

Like yes Kate flirted with him once so presumably he’s attractive but Kazi Kazimierczak is a freak!!! He’s a mob assassin who calls himself “The Clown”! This is a man who puts on clown makeup and a Burberry trench coat to go kill people!!! He doesn’t even kill the right person!!

#hawkeye tv #mcu #hawkeye #kazi kazimierczak #matt fraction #david aja #they really hype him up as this great assassin #and then he goes and kills this guy who just wanted a hot dog #and fails to kill clint AND barney #fra fee

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kaz2y5-imagines · 2 years

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Hi Kazy!

I've missed you! It's great to have you back! ♥️

I would love to request prompt 91 with Sam x Reader 😍

So so so happy to have you back ♥️♥️♥️

Hi!! It’s so good to be back! Thanks for the request and here you go! 💖🥰

“How’d it go?” Dean asked as you opened the back door of the Impala and slid in. “Did you get the files?”

You grinned triumphantly, shaking your phone in his face.

“He’s sending the scans right now.”

You handed your phone up to Sam, trusting his grasp on Enochian engravings surpassed yours. He thumbed through the files coming through for a moment and then, from his profile, you saw his eyebrows raise.

“Huh,” he said.

“What is it?” you asked.

“It’s, uh - it’s not just the files he’s sending you,” Sam replied. “You just got a text from him asking you to dinner.”

“Hey! Nosy,” you said, reaching to grab your phone back.

“It came through between pictures, I wasn’t trying to look,” Sam said with a slight laugh, though his smile disappeared quickly, and you fumbled to get the words out that you weren’t being unprofessional in the museum.

“Hey, mixing business with a little pleasure, nothing wrong with that,” Dean said, throwing you a wink through the rear view. You rolled your eyes, cheeks burning hot. You looked down at the message, confirming what Sam had said. You were being asked on a date. It was hard to remember the last time that happened.

“Do you think you’ll go?” Sam asked, meeting your eyes for only a second before looking away again. You shrugged, chewing your lip.

“I don’t know. I guess I could…there might be more info I could get from him about the history of the place. Stuff we couldn’t find online.”

“Or you could just go and have fun,” Dean said.

“You don’t have to push everyone to be like you, Dean,” Sam snapped. Dean laughed a little, shaking his head but not saying anything more. “I just mean you shouldn’t go if you don’t want to,” Sam amended, turning in his seat now to look back at you. You nodded, fully aware of how much you were still blushing. Why was this so embarrassing to talk about with him — them.

“Could be fun,” you said, shrugging again. “It’s not like I’ve had any other offers lately.”

Sam turned away from you again, shoulders stiffening. You sent your reply and the rest of the car ride was mostly silent.

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It took you half an hour to decide what to even wear and you were staring at yourself in the mirror debating if you were really made for dating when a soft knock came to the door.

“Yeah?” you called, reaching down to tug your shoes off.

The door opened and Sam gave you a once over, eyebrows sky-high for the second time that day.

“Don’t,” you stopped him. “I feel - I don’t know. Like not me.”

Sam picked at his fingernails, nodding slowly.

“He must be taking you somewhere nice,” he finally said.

“Yeah, I googled it. A lot of the menu is in Italian. I’m going to need a translator. Too bad it isn’t Enochian or I’d bring you with me,” you smiled.

“Oh, I’m sure your date would love that,” he teased. You shook your head.

“Don’t call him my date. He’s just…a guy. You know?” Sam was silent as you went to your dresser, putting on the earrings you’d chosen. You picked up the bracelet that went well with them and turned to Sam with it in your palm. “Can you help me?”

He stepped farther into your room, meeting you and taking the bracelet from your hand. Again, you felt your cheeks starting to burn, hotter than they had even in the car, as Sam gently turned your wrist over to clasp the bracelet.

“Why are you going out with him if he’s just some guy?” he asked quietly.

“Because why not?” you asked, your eyes glued to Sam’s hands, he was being so delicate with the chain. The bracelet was clasped now but his fingers lingered for just a few seconds before trailing over the soft skin of your wrist and then finally away.

“Don’t go,” he said. You forced yourself to look up and meet his eyes, making sure you’d heard him right. “Don’t go on that date,” he repeated, reading your expression.

“Why not?”

“You know why.”

He was holding your eye contact just as intently as you were and you felt the space between you - it was nothing at all.

“Say it,” you demanded, surprised at yourself. His eyes grew wider for the smallest second, and then dark, and you knew what was coming a breath before it did. He pressed both his hands to your face, pulling you to him in a kiss you’d been waiting for for months. You were on your tiptoes in an instant to meet him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as he slid his hands into your hair, holding you, keeping you, deepening the kiss exactly when you wanted him to. It was perfect, like he already knew your body, knew your heart. He pulled away long enough to look into your eyes, to see your face break into a smile and then a laugh, and then he was kissing you again, smiling now too.

You never made it to the date.

#supernatural #supernatural fanfic #supernatural fan fiction #supernatural drabble #sam x reader #jealous!sam #supernatural imagine #spn fanfic #spn #spn fan fiction #sam winchester fanfic #sam winchester

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benedictsvestcollection · 2 years

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Kate referring to Kazi as ‘that hot guy’ is me.

#Hawkeye #Hawkeye spoilers #Kazi #I could make him worse

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iamthemain-character · 1 year

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can you do a kazi kazimierczak saving reader (gender neutral) from some thugs?

thank you for requesting, i hope you enjoy it!

Fight for You

kazi kazimierczak x reader

gender neutral pronouns

TW: fighting/mild violence

despite my gif choice this has a happy ending 😅

a/n: i know next to nothing about the inner workings of mafias and i made up the rival mafia, so this might not be the most accurate

marvel masterlist

The Tracksuit Mafia had a lot of enemies, which was to be expected. Lots of mafias ran around New York, staking their claim in their individual territories. And Kazi was okay with that for a long time, always trying to get he and his friends out of sticky situations alive, but understanding the danger that came with the job.

And then he fell in love with Y/n.

Like Maya, Y/n had followed their family’s path and joined the mafia. Y/n worked their way up through the various sectors of the Tracksuits until the day that they showed up to work directly with Maya and Kazi.

It had been love at first sight for Kazi, but he ignored it for a while. Workplace romances are hit and miss already, and when your work constantly requires you to put your life on the line you don’t really want to add romance to the mix. But oh how [handsome/beautiful] Y/n was, and Kazi found he just clicked with them. So despite his hesitation, Kazi found himself getting closer to Y/n, but still he kept them at an arm’s length. The two would causally flirt back and forth occasionally, but Kazi swore he would never let it go any further. But still he kept a soft spot in his heart for Y/n.

Recently, The Knives had been doing business within the Tracksuit’s territory, slowly trying to push Kingpin out and establish themselves as the top mafia. Obviously that wasn’t going to happen, and so Y/n and some of the other Tracksuits had been sent to give a ‘warning’ to the Knives.

That had been 4 hours ago, and now Maya watched as Kazi paced the floor of the safe house.

“Why are you so tense.” She signed, a little annoyed but also concerned at her friend’s obvious distress.

“They’ve been gone too long.” Kazi signed back, stopping in his tracks for a moment.

“It’ll be fine, we are stronger than The Knives. Now take a seat or something, you’re going to wear out the floor.”

Kazi didn’t have time to reply, because at that moment some of the men sent on the assignment came bursting through the door. Instantly Kazi and Maya were up, the former translating for the latter as the men rushed with their words.

“The assignment was a bust; The Knives have more numbers than they let on, and we were overwhelmed almost as soon as we entered their hideout. We tried to get everyone back, but they’ve got Ricky, Sylvester, and Y/n.”

Kazi felt his heart drop into his stomach as he realized that those thugs had Y/n. He tried to push away thoughts of all that they could be doing to you to focus on how to get you back. Kazi didn’t care if he had to burn half of New York to do it, he was going to get Y/n back.

6 hours later, the sun was peaking over the horizon as Kazi, Maya, and their reinforcements approached The Knives’ compound. Much like the Tracksuits, the mafia had currently based their operations out of an abandoned building. The old factory was vast, but Kazi had managed to gather enough information about the general layout and where they held hostages.

Quietly the group moved through the building, one of the others taking out the occasional mafia member they came across, but Kazi moved constantly towards Y/n. As he and his small team of men approached the central room, they all heard a clamor coming from the East end. Kazi’s face broke into a smile as he watched Maya’s diversion work, and soon the room was empty except for the main leader, his second in command, and 4 bodyguards. Chained together in the middle were Ricky, Sylvester, and Y/n.

Adrenaline rushed through Kazi at the sight of Y/n’s face, a little battered a bruised, but eyes bright as they looked around to see what was happening. Motioning to his group, they all rushed down the stairs and took on the remaining gang members and their leader.

With every punch, dodge, and shot, all Kazi could think about was getting to Y/n. Bringing them back to safety fueled the man’s movements, making him fight harder and faster than he ever had before. Before long, Maya and the rest of the Tracksuits came into the room, having taken care of the rest of The Knives. The leader, knowing when he was beat, ran away.

Kazi was tempted to go after him, but his real priority was getting you out of the musty factory. They made quick work of the chains surrounding the trio, and as soon as Y/n was free, Kazi was by their side. Carefully his hands came up and cupped their face, thumbs ghosting over the scratches and bruises littered across the skin.

“Are you okay?” Kazi’s voice was barely a whisper, all the adrenaline flooding out of him as he realized how close he could’ve been to losing Y/n.

Gently Y/n’s hands came to rest on top of Kazi’s, and they smiled, ignoring the pain in their left cheekbone from what would probably become a black eye. “I’m okay, I promise. Thank you for rescuing me.”

Unable to swallow the lump forming in his throat, Kazi simply nodded. Putting his arm around Y/n’s shoulders, they followed Maya and the rest of the Tracksuits back to their homes. Kazi insisted that Y/n rode in his car, and he did everything to make sure they were comfortable on the way to their apartment.

When Kazi pulled up to his apartment, he noticed that Y/n had fallen asleep. Despite himself, he smiled at their sleeping form. Even after being through that whole ordeal, they looked absolutely adorable to him. Not wanting to wake Y/n, Kazi gathered them into his arms and carried them upstairs. Getting into the door was tricky, but eventually Kazi got himself and Y/n inside and laid them down on his bed. Gently he removed their shoes and then wrapped Y/n in his softest blanket. Seeing that they were still peacefully asleep, Kazi went to his couch and also let sleep take him.

When Kazi woke up, the smell of bacon and eggs greeted him. Eyes bleary, he looked up to see Y/n in the kitchen, bustling around and making breakfast.

“What are you doing?”

Y/n turned around, saw Kazi standing at the kitchen counter, and offered him a warm smile. “Well, you were kind enough to carry me inside and let me sleep in your bed, so I decided I would try to make breakfast to repay the kindness.”

Kazi came to stand next to Y/n, and he took their chin in between his thumb and pointer finger, turning their face to get a good look at it. As expected, they had a black eye, but the cuts and scrapes looked okay and were starting to scab over. “How does that eye feel?”

“A little sore, but I’ll live.” Y/n responded, wincing a little as they slightly winked to test their eye out.

“Did they hurt you badly? Cause if they did I’ll tear them apart limb by limb.” Kazi said, anger burning inside as he thought about The Knives laying a single finger on Y/n.

Y/n placed both their hands on either side of Kazi’s face, making him look in their eyes. “I’m okay, I promise. And I think you already kind of tore them apart. You’re a great boss.” Seeing the look on Kazi’s face, Y/n turned their head in confusion. “What is it.”

“I don’t….” Kazi took a deep breath, preparing himself for the leap he was about to take. “I don’t just want to be your boss. Surely Y/n you must know that. Maybe you’ve seen our flirting as just friendly banter, but I have loved you from the moment you walked into my life. You’ve made me feel happier than I have in a long time, and every day I find myself wanting to give you the world. I think of you all day long and you are who I dream of at night. I love you Y/n, and I have for a long time. And whether or not you reciprocate, after almost losing you last night, I couldn’t be silent anymore. I love you Y/n.”

No words came as Y/n’s reply; instead, they leaned forward and kissed Kazi. Immediately he reciprocated, gently matching the pressure of their lips on his. Kazi closed his eyes, feeling the warmth rush from Y/n’s lips on his throughout his entire body.

Y/n pulled away, but still hovering over Kazi’s lips, they whispered, “And I love you Kazi Kazimierczak.”

That was all he needed to hear; grabbing Y/n’s hips, Kazi pulled them back in and kissed them again. Still being careful of their injuries, this kiss was deeper, more desperate as all the pent up feelings of the past few months came pouring out. Over and over again Kazi and Y/n pressed their lips together, enjoying the feeling of finally touching the other. Kazi grabbed Y/n’s legs, lifting them up onto the counter. Y/n wrapped their legs around Kazi’s waist and tangled their hand in his curls, pulling his head closer to them. Kazi started pressing kisses all over their face, from their nose to their forehead, down to their cheeks, and finally moving to their neck. Over and over Kazi kissed Y/n’s neck, feeling the soft skin and the muscles that moved as they arched their neck to give him better access. Kazi’s fingers dug into Y/n’s hips, desperate to pull them impossibly closer and to feel them under his touch.

Kazi had just pressed his lips back onto Y/n’s when they suddenly pulled away.

“Oh my gosh, do you smell something burning.”

As Kazi tried to bring his focus off of the gorgeous person in front of him, he realized that he also smelled burning. The couple turned around and realized that Y/n’s eggs were still on top of the stove and were now burning.

Quickly Y/n hopped of the counter and took the pan off the stove, turning off the burner so that they didn’t burn the whole apartment down. As Y/n dumped the blackened pan in the sink, Kazi came up behind them and wrapped his arms around them. Kazi buried his face in Y/n’s crook of their neck as they leaned into his touch.

“Just so you know, I’m never letting go of you again.” Kazi mumbled against their shirt.

“Deal.”

#kazi kazimierczak #kazi the hot guy #kazi kazimierczak x reader #tracksuit mafia #maya lopez #hawkeye series

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