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everyone can always tell which of Alfred's things he bought himself and which were bought by Arthur because Arthur WILL be buying him exorbitantly priced bespoke pieces and brands God himself couldn't afford while Alfred has a backpack older than a Gen Z that he bought from a street vendor who handmade it from an old pillowcase.
#hws england#hws america#aph england#aph america#ukus#usuk#hetalia#hetalia world series#-#its vital to me that arthur and alfred see wealth and status and STUFF completely differently#al values creativity and sentimentality and whimsy#arthur values STATUS and POWER and how things tell others abt those things before you even have to open your mouth#alfred 'if u need to convince someone to respect u thru clothes they dont respect u' jones#vs arthur 'i obtained power and riches through blood sweat and tears after a life of wanting and u WILL look at me and now what im worth'#kirkland#oh the dichotomy#re: ukus#.txt
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Lover, Please Stay - A Lockwood x GN!Reader Fic
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AHHHH ITS MY FIRST EVER FIC
So, some backstory. This fic has been in the works for years, at one point I lost the original file and had to re-write the entire thing. But this song is based off of a Nothing But Thieves song. A very sad song, so I think that explains how this fic is gonna go. This is my first fic I've written, so you are not allowed to judge me in the slightest. Most of this is just a flashback, but oh well. 2K words :)
LMK if you want adding to the tag list :D
List: @maraschinomerry @uku-lelevillain @bella-rose29 @oblivious-idiot @neewtmas
TW: Character death, a panic attack, Written after THB
Lover, Please Stay
It was two in the morning. He still wasn’t home. You were going to tell him off so bad he wished he’d never even thought about going out to this case alone. Ever since Lucy left he was different, they were so close it was almost painful to watch him destroy himself this way.
You looked up and realised your tea had gone stone-cold, as had the one you made for Lockwood. George was going to be so annoyed at the waste of a teabag. Somehow, he knew when a cuppa wasn’t drunk, and you wouldn’t be surprised if he counted the teabags left in the box. You’ll have to ask him one day.
You stood up and poured the tea down the sink, thinking about Lockwood. Stupid Lockwood, with his cheesy smiles and his secrets. You really hoped he was okay; all you needed was for him to stay. To stop giving up on his life and just stay. You would give him anything, whatever he wanted, if it meant he could stay with you. You were so lost in your own thoughts that you automatically started making another cup of tea. It was a second nature, and the process was oddly soothing. You ended up on the kitchen floor, the tiles beneath you adding even more goosebumps to your shivering figure. You pulled your jumper tighter around your shoulders and clutched the mug in both hands, holding onto the warmth like it was a lifeline. If you didn’t focus on that, you’d end up panicking. What would you do if you lost Lockwood?
*Your mind flutters back to your first meeting*
You knocked on the door of 35 Portland Row, already regretting every decision that had brought you to this moment. Your parents always told you being an agent was dangerous, and you weren’t cut out for it, and you believed them. But you saw this advert in the paper, and on a whim got on the train and didn’t look back. If you didn’t get this job, you were fucked. You had already quit your previous job and given the keys back to your landlord. He was a lovely man, but you could tell he wouldn’t let you move back in.
You knocked again, huffing with impatience. “Hello?!” You shouted at the door. It quickly opened, and a scruffy bespectacled boy took up your field of vision. “Hello,” you stuck your hand out. “I’m Y/N, I’m here about the advertisement in the paper.”
“Right hello, come on in.” He stepped aside and you walked through the doorway, immediately greeted by the sight of many antiques lining the walls. Next to those were newspaper clippings, showing a very smug boy doing many different activities. “Interesting decorations” you murmured, and glasses gave a shrug before indicating for you to enter the room opposite you.
When you walked in, you were instantly met with the smell of cake, tea and sandalwood. Which was good, as you liked all three of those things. A guy sat on a dusty sofa, but once you walked in, he got up and stuck his hand out, sticking a grin on his face and starting the conversation with “Hi, I’m Anthony Lockwood, and this is Lockwood and Co.” You replied with a quick start, all the nerves clearly shown in your tone. You rambled “Hi, I’m Y/N Y/L/N and basically I have no agent experience, and I really need this job as I’ve quit mine and handed my keys in and I really want to do this also why are there no supervisors?” You ended with a sharp inhale, finally remembering to breathe. He looked amused, and he sat down and indicated for you to do the same on the couch opposite him. “Has George offered you a hot drink yet?” He questioned, looking at the first guy with a raised eyebrow. So that’s his name. You filed that information away as George replied, ���not yet, I wanted to see how they do with the tests.”
“Come on George, let's give them the benefit of the doubt and stick the kettle on. It’s just a teabag.” Anthony responded, looking at you apologetically before settling in and stretching his legs out. “So, Y/N, you have no previous experience. What do you have experience in?”
You explained your job at the cafe, and how you always had a talent but never got into the business. You were practiced with a rapier, only by going to secret lessons, although you didn’t share the secrecy. The last thing you needed was to unload your family trauma onto a possible employer. He took everything in, nodding as you went along and offering a quiet thank you as George set the tea down on the table, along with a plate of biscuits. There was a wide selection, but you didn’t reach for one. Not yet. After this George sat in an armchair and picked up a book, trying to covertly eavesdrop on your conversation. You glared at him until he focused on the book, but you could tell he wasn’t really reading.
Anthony cleared his throat, and you remembered why you were here. “Honestly, I don’t really mind what experience you may or may not have, the way I like to test people is seeing what they can do. I’m going to show you a couple of objects, and I want you to tell me what you feel.” With that, he removed a towel from the table with a flourish, revealing a small pocket watch. You picked it up and was instantly transported to the past. A man's voice repeated the same phrase repeatedly, slowly getting louder until you could hear what was being said. ‘I’m sorry’. There was a slice, and everything went silent. You focused in on the room again and said with a tremble “this belonged to a very unhappy man. He... killed himself. I presume this watch was beloved to him, and he still had unfinished business when he committed which meant it turned into a source.”
“Excellent work Y/n, that is exactly the story. This belonged to my uncle, very sad man. But that happened years ago, old stuff. Next up is this ring. Tell me what you feel”
You picked up the ring from the middle of his palm and held it close to your heart. That
always gave the best results. Connecting to the source made the emotions multiply in
severity. This ring contained anger and betrayal. A lovers quarrel that ended in murder. It
was vile. The loss of trust was so devastating to feel, even twenty years later. You explained all this to Lockwood and he nodded. “But there’s something else,” you announce. Lockwood raises his eyebrows and George leans forward, book long forgotten. You reached even deeper into the emotions and felt relief. “This ring has so many different feelings,” you explained. “There is also a feeling of relief, and smugness. I think the original owner of this source got their revenge. Which from what I can tell was absolutely deserved. The range in this tiny ring is so shocking, I’ve never felt anything like this before.”
Lockwood looked excitedly at George and as they made eye contact you stole a biscuit. All of this use of your talent made you hungry. They seemed to have a telepathic conversation and as soon as George nodded his head Anthony quickly stood up and held out a hand. “Welcome to Lockwood and Co Mx L/N.”
*Back To Present*
There was a jingling outside the door, and you instantly rose to make another cup of tea. You’d recognise those footsteps anywhere. There was a murmured “fucking shit” as the key slid into the door. You got busy making the warm drink, listening out for Lockwood approaching the kitchen. There was always an order to him getting home and you checked it off mentally as time passed.
There was the sound of keys being dropped into a bowl.
Tea bag in cup.
The familiar scrape of the rapier being put in that second hand stand you managed to find a few months ago. The boys just left them on the floor, and you’d tripped over them enough times to start bruising. That was when you decided enough was enough and off to the charity shop you went.
Hot water into the mug.
The thump of a gear bag finding the floor. Good, he at least tried to keep himself safe.
Milk added.
The shuffling of feet as he takes his coat off and hangs it up. That was a Lucy edition.
You went to add the sugar but realised something was wrong. Usually, he then came into the kitchen. Why isn’t he in the kitchen? You rushed to see what was happening and found him leaning against the wall, eyes shut in displeasure.
“Anthony?”
He opened his eyes are stared at you, pupils getting wide. “Hey Y/n. Did you make tea?” You nodded. He started shuffling towards the kitchen (there it is) and leant against the counter. He picked up the mug with a groan and took a sip. “Where’s the sugar? I know I’m already sweet enough, but this is so bitter.”
“I was about to put it in before I realised you were still in the hallway. Sit down and I’ll get the sugar.” You moved towards the counter watching him and quickly ran to his side when he swayed. He sat and you grabbed the sugar, keeping as far away from him as possible as you sat at the opposite end of the table. “What the fuck were you thinking?” You whisper-shouted, not wanting to wake George.
“Y/N its three in the morning can I please answer your questions in the morning?”
“No, you bloody can’t. Why are you swaying? Are you injured? And why would you go out to a type two ON YOUR OWN?” Your voice was getting louder, the fear piling up from this evening into anger.
“Number one, I am just tired. It has been a long night. Number two, I am not injured. Just scraped my chest a little but nothing concerning. And number three, because I could handle it. Are you happy now? Can I have my sugar back?” He asked, reaching forward to retrieve the pot. He groaned and you moved it even further away. “Y/N this is ridiculous,” he stood up and came round the table, “I am fine…” he tapered off, swaying even more. You rose, but you weren’t fast enough. He was on the floor, the cup smashed on the tiles and tea slowly surrounding his body, mixing in with the blood that had started oozing out of the cut on his side you hadn’t noticed till now. The red was such a stark contrast to the white of his shirt, it was jarring.
This was exactly how you had imagined he would die. Overworking himself to the point that his body would give up. You started breathing heavier. Your vision was getting darker, the tea slowly starting to look more and more like blood. Oh god. You felt the beginnings of a panic attack start to emerge, your head pounding and heart beating faster and faster. How could this happen. Aren’t you supposed to do something? Call someone? You were stuck on the floor beside him in fear, hoping and praying that he would wake up. You would do anything. Please. You grab his hand, but it slips through, and you’re shaking so much that there’s no point in trying again.
He could have had anything from you, whatever he needed. But he didn’t, and you lost him. He was gone. Why couldn’t he just ask for help? You would have given him anything.
#avdiobliss#avdioblisswrites#lockwood and co#anthony lockwood#lockwood & co#lockwood and co fanfiction#anthony lockwood x reader#lockwood
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I am pretty sure "red white and royal blue" is just a re-write of an old ukus smut fic and this haunts me.
Me too! I haven’t read the book but I borrow red my friend’s prime to watch the movie as soon as it came out and there was not a single second where I didn’t think of England and America.
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Prns for a guy named izuku? ( not mha . )
Also maybe nickname suggestions if you'll do it? Im rlly new and not sure whats goin on n stuff but ithink i get it n this blog seems helpful. :)
hey anon! i hope this helps you out, the nickname part had me a bit stumped but if you’d like to come back with an appearance or personality for more in depth nicknames we would be happy to do some more!
- mod ❄️
nicknames: izu, zuku, zuzu, izi/izy, kuzu, kuku, iz, uku, zi, zizi, zizu
pronouns: zi/zir/zirself, ce/cem/cemself, re/rei/reiself, fie/fir/firself (alt: fie/fem/femself), fey/feyr/feyrself, kai/kair/kairself, nai/nai/naiself, mo/mo’s/moself, zie/zem/zemself, zie/vaer/vaerself, ve/vair/vairself
#mod ❄️#endos do not interact#actually a system#actually systempunk#syspunk#survivorsunited#did osdd#system stuff#systempunk#system community#did system
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Permit me a moment of pettiness, but robinrocks and butterfish and miaou-jones and penny lane and (god forbid) Da Valley's Georg are not coming back to write you a new fic.
Read works by currently active writers, especially new ones and ones you haven't read before. I don't even care if it's me. I write ukus, there's a good majority of the fandom I don't even want anywhere near my writing, but just... for crying out loud. Give the people currently working a chance. I'm not saying don't go back and read your faves, I re-read outtogarden and jedishampoo regularly, and yes, there have always been a lot of really talented people in this fandom but there still are!!!!
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UKU presents: Leave it Alone

UKU (Ouu-Ku) is an up-and-coming recording artist with a unique voice and charismatic yet understated style. Formerly known as Flow Youngin, UKU has re-branded himself with a fresh focus on authenticity and self-expression through music. His lyrics speak of personal experiences and observations in an honest yet poetic manner. With a distinctive voice and an ear for catchy melodies, UKU creates music that draws listeners in with its warmth and sincerity. UKU's musical journey has only just begun, but his authentic and charismatic style promises to carve out a loyal fan base of listeners who appreciate truly original and heartfelt artistry.
Hustle don't sleep, and it never rest 'Said you love me, should've never left, Can't leave it alone, just leave it alone Hustle don't sleep, and it never rest 'Said you love me, should've never left, Can't leave it alone, just leave it alone
Stream Leave it Alone:
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Oborevwori Hails Okonjo-Iweala on WTO Re-appointment
Delta State Governor, Rt. Hon. Sheriff Oborevwori, has congratulated, Dr Ngozi Okonjo-Iweala, on her reappointment as Director-General of the World Trade Organisation, (WTO) on Friday. Okonjo-Iweala, an illustrious Deltan from Ogwashi-Uku, was a two-time Minister of Finance, who led Nigeria’s economy to exit foreign debt obligations during her first term under former President Olusegun…
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By • Olalekan Fagbade Oba of Benin visits Lagos GovernorSanwo-Olu, harps on Nigeria’s unity The Oba of Benin, His Royal Majesty, Omonoba N’Edo Uku Akpolokpolo Ewuare II, on Sunday harped on the diversity and unity of Nigeria. The Oba stressed the need for unity of Nigeria, while on a visit to Gov. Babajide Sanwo-Olu of Lagos State, at the Lagos House, Marina. He said the diversity and unity of Nigeria made the country big and the gaint of Africa. According to him, it is good for Nigerians to be together, and iron out the differences of the different groups. ”Nigerians should know that diversity is good for the people. Nigeria is big but we are still together. We will remain together like this but have to iron our differences. We should learn to live together like one big family,” he said. The Oba further congratulated President Bola Tinubu, saying that it was the will of God that he would be the president of the country. He also congratulated Gov. Sanwo-Olu on his re-election, and urged him to uphold his electoral promises to the masses. Reacting, Sanwo-Olu thanked the Oba of Benin for visiting, as he rarely left his kingdom, hence, Lagos would not take such visit for granted. He commended the Oba for not falling short of the role his forefathers gave to him, as the Benin Kingdom remained a known and respected kingdom worldwide. The governor also thanked the Oba for his fatherly role, prayers, best wishes for President Tinubu’s government. ”I am sure that he will not disappoint you. He will do everything possible to ensure the real dividend of democracy that helps our country to reduce the poverty in the land, to give us a new sense of hope and to redefine social economic development. ”We are beginning to see some of these interventions, just last week, we saw another quarter of GDP growth in the country, the GDP growth has improved from what it was the last one or two quarter. ”So, we are believing that with him at the helm of affairs, he will do a good job,” he said. According to him, Lagos is the shoulder and neck of the country, hence, the government will continue to make sure that it remains home to a lot of people. Sanwo-Olu also conducted the Oba round the John Randle Center for Yoruba Culture and History at Onikan. ”We are preserving the Yoruba culture and heritage for the today’s and future generations,” he said. The Oba commended Gov. Sanwo-Olu for promoting culture and tradition with the centre. (NAN)
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personal update 10.21.2023 💗🐬🐠💫
good things that happened this week:
played through the mad father remake with lilith :) its the first time id played it in years, the first time id played the remake, and her first time playing it. it was really good still, and she loved it!
mall date with my wife :) lilith and i went to the mall together and walked around. we went to the toy store there and they had a bunch of vintage plushies (they usually have mostly new toys) and i picked up two new friends, a ruby-themed teddy bear (my birthstone!) and a very cute big bunny plush that stands up and looks like a real bun!

on that same date we went to round 1 and played rhythm games but most importantly, we found a crane there with aimaina plushies! pinocchiop is one of lilis favorite artists AND she loves crane games and plushies, so she was so excited she dropped her stuff and RAN to the machine. getting the first one was a tense battle since the plush was very light and the crane was super weak and wiggly, but she brought aimaina closer bit by bit before dropping her right in! the pink variant she got on two tries, and the plush actually tumbled down right into the drop by chance. it was so so so wonderful to see my love so happy <333




movie night with quint!! we got to watch return of the living dead in the spirit of halloween and it whipped
finally got my tattoo in memory of the bunnies :) the commissioned piece is by schinako moriyama, and the tattoo was done by april at memento ink!! its still healing and might need a touchup since its kind of a tough spot with delicate coloring but im soooo happy with it




i feel like im really making friends with my new coworker :)
fun grocery shopping trip with my wife!! its been a minute since a proper grocery trip since we've been busy so it feels good to be all stocked up again
new art experiences:
albums:

lust (rei harakami, 2005)
有頂天になって (bukiko, 2018)
lol (kanami, 2015)
pale machine 10 year anniversary re-master (bo en, 2013/2023)
100% electronica (george clanton, 2015)
aslightfever (uku kasai, 2021)
video games:
mad father remake (2020)
books:
the body keeps the score (bessel van der kolk, 2014)
movies:
the return of the living dead (dir. dan o'bannon, 1985)
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an american posts "do we wanna fuck brits because afj is dating england or is afj dating england bc we wanna fuck brits" and starts an entire discourse
which leads to a massive debate about who infected who with wanting to fuck a brit "because this is ABSOLUTELY a disease, guys, i once watched a one hour loop of colin firth coming out of the water in pride and prejudice" + "unrelated but can i blame my attraction to thick eyebrows on afj too" + "i'd love a rich older man who treats me like his sugar baby, this is DEFINITELY an afj acquired trait"
of course everyone involved ignores the (probably canadian) voices of reason who point out its been proven over and over again that nations don't influence citizens and vice versa
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THIS IS GRAEME PARK: LONG LIVE HOUSE RADIO SHOW 15SEP23
THIS IS GRAEME PARK:
LONG LIVE HOUSE RADIO SHOW 15SEP23
In this week’s Long Live House Radio Show:
“Fast Eddie feat. Sundance
Wade Teo & Charles Rickards feat. Kameelah Waheed
Riva Starr
Frits Wentink
Jovonn
Bushwacka
Louie Vega feat. Honey Dijon
Salsoul Orchestra
Beyoncé vs Gettoblaster
Corporation Of One
Martha Wash
Sam Redmore feat. Lumi H
DC LaRue and more.
LONG LIVE HOUSE RADIO SHOW 15SEP23
Title (Mix), Artist
Git On Up, "Fast" Eddie feat. Sundance
La De Da (Kenny Dope 'O Gutta' Mix), Wade Teo & Charles Rickards feat. Kameelah Waheed
How It Feels, Riva Starr
Intentions, Frits Wentink
Uku Dance, Laroye
Drop That Traxx, Jovonn
Synthony, Mr OFFBeat
You Gave Me Love, Ibericanism
Space Watch, Anoesis
Right Now, Bushwacka
Feel So Right (Tedd Patterson 'Club' Remix 2), Louie Vega feat. Honey Dijon
Ooh I Love It (Love Break) (Dimitri From Paris DJ Friendly Classic Re-Edit), Salsoul Orchestra
How Long Can I Wait Around?, Sister Soul
Get Down To Love, The Music Choir feat. T.K. Roberts
Pure Honey (Hifi Sean Private DJ Bootleg), Beyoncé vs Gettoblaster
Underground Express (Graeme Park Club Mix), K-klass
Well, Have A Nice Day (King Of Nice Days) (A Marc Roberts Edit), King Errison
Burn, Peznt & Alaia & Gallo
The Real Life, Corporation Of One
A Better Way (That Kid Chris Mix), Todd Terry & Royal House feat. Ian Star
Runaround (Tee’s 12” Mix), Martha Wash
Just Can't Wait (Kid Crème Remix), Sam Redmore feat. Lumi HD
Let Them Dance (Dr Packer's Robotic Dub Mix), D.C. LaRue
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Basically Iz//uku gets impaled on a mission and the medics stitch him up and confine him to bed rest in the hospital, apparently someone felt so bad and sent him roses...what will the suffering Pro do??
TW:hospital background noise, moaning, hitching, sneezing, hold-backs (attempted)
Basically hurt/snz wav cause why not. -sorry i am not making as much content between work and health I am kinda tired all the time < 3---my birthday is in 7 days tho how crazy!!
All characters are 21+ Please do not re blog to non kink accounts
#sneeze#sneezy#snez#i keep sneezing#audio#snezaudio#sneezeaudio#bnha#bnhadeku#d/eku#sneezewav#snz wav#wav
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Sekhukhune I[a] [b](Matsebe; circa 1814 – 13 August 1882) was the paramount King of the Marota, more commonly known as the Bapedi, from 21 September 1861 until his assassination on 13 August 1882 by his rival and half-brother, Mampuru II. As the Pedi paramount leader he was faced with political challenges from boer settlers, the independent South African Republic (Dutch: Zuid-Afrikaansche Republiek), the British Empire, and considerable social change caused by Christian missionaries.
Sekhukhune was the son of Sekwati I, and succeeded him upon his death in 20 September 1861 after forcibly taking the throne from his half-brother and the heir apparent Mampuru II. His other known siblings were; Legolwana, Johannes Dinkwanyane, and Kgoloko. Sekhukhune married Legoadi IV in 1862, and lived at a mountain, now known as Thaba Leolo or Leolo Mountains which he fortified. To strengthen his kingdom and to guard against European colonisation, he had his young subjects work in white mines and on farms so that their salaries could be used to buy guns from the Portuguese in Delagoa Bay, as well as livestock.
Sekhukhune fought two notable wars. The first war was successfully fought in 1876, against the ZAR and their Swazi allies. The second war, against the British and Swazi in 1879 in what became known as the Sekhukhune Wars, was less successful.
Sekhukhune was detained in Pretoria until 1881. After a return to his kingdom, he was fatally stabbed by an assassin in 1882, at Manoge. The assassins are presumed to have been sent by his brother and competitor, Mampuru II.

The Pedi /pɛdi/ or Bapedi /bæˈpɛdi/ (also known as the Northern Sotho or Basotho ba Leboa and the Marota or Bamaroteng) – are a southern African ethnic group that speak Pedi or Sepedi, a dialect belonging to the Sotho-Tswana enthnolinguistic group. Northern Sotho is a term used to refer to one of South Africa's 11 official languages. Northern Sotho or Sesotho sa Leboa consist of 30 dialects, of which Pedi is one of them.
Some clans in tribes that speak variations of Northern Sotho can be traced back to the Kalanga-Tswana-Sotho group originating from earlier states such as Great Zimbabwe and Butua
The Pedi were the first of Sotho-Tswana peoples to be called Basotho, the name is derived from Swazi word uku shunta which referred to their clothing style, the Pedi took the name with pride and other similar groups began to refer to themselves as Sothos
Proto-Sotho people migrated south from the great lake region in east Africa making their way along with modern-day western Zimbabwe through successive waves spanning 5 centuries with the last group of Sotho speakers, the Hurutse, settling in the region west of Gauteng around 16th century. It is from this group that the Pedi/Maroteng originated from the Tswana speaking Kgatla offshoot. In about 1650 they settled in the area to the south of the Steelpoort River where over several generations, linguistic and cultural homogeneity developed to a certain degree. Only in the last half of the 18th century did they broaden their influence over the region, establishing the Pedi paramountcy by bringing smaller neighboring chiefdoms under their control.
During migrations in and around this area, groups of people from diverse origins began to concentrate around dikgoro or ruling nuclear groups. They identified themselves through symbolic allegiances to totemic animals such as tau (lion), kolobe (pig) and kwena (crocodile).
The Marota Empire/ Pedi Kingdom[edit]
The Pedi polity under King Thulare (c. 1780-1820) was made up of land that stretched from present-day Rustenburg to the lowveld in the west and as far south as the Vaal river.[9] Pedi power was undermined during the Mfecane, by Ndwandwe invaders from the south-east. A period of dislocation followed, after which the polity was re-stabilized under Thulare's son Sekwati.
Sekwati succeeded Thulare as paramount chief of the Pedi in the northern Transvaal (Limpopo) and was frequently in conflict with the Matabele under Mzilikazi, and plundered by the Zulu and the Swazi. Sekwati has also engaged in numerous negotiations and struggles for control over land and labor with the Afrikaans-speaking farmers (Boers) who had since settled in the region.
These disputes over land occurred after the founding of Ohrigstad in 1845, but after the town was incorporated into the Transvaal Republic in 1857 and the Republic of Lydenburg was formed, an agreement was reached that the Steelpoort River was the border between the Pedi and the Republic. The Pedi were well equipped to defend themselves though, as Sekwati and his heir, Sekhukhune I were able to procure firearms, mostly through migrant labor to the Kimberley diamond fields and as far as Port Elizabeth. The Pedi paramountcy's power was also cemented by the fact that chiefs of subordinate villages, or kgoro, take their principal wives from the ruling house. This system of cousin marriage resulted in the perpetuation of marriage links between the ruling house and the subordinate groups, and involved the payment of inflated bogadi or bridewealth, mostly in the form of cattle, to the Maroteng house.
#sekwati#sekhukhune#african#brownskin#brown skin#tunisia#zulu#swazi#mzilikazi#matabele#boers#pedi#pedi people#pedi ethnic group#kemetic dreams
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