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loveindefinitely · 3 months

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♱ 𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 WE'D STILL WORSHIP THIS LOVE — alex x gaz x reader

✩ part one, part two, part three, part four, part five

// read on ao3.

!!description.

You know love is real. You've felt it, tasted it, heard it, seen it -- all within the eyes of the two men you hold dearest.

Gaz is, well, Gaz -- always flirting, always one wink away from finding himself being taken home to someone else's bed. Alex is head over heels for Farah, who you really, really think is not interested in him. Or anyone, for that matter. Every day spent with the two chips at your soul, your heart a stuttering beat in your chest when their hands brush against your skin.

All it takes is one night, one shot, and one rejection to have the three of you stumbling into bed together at last. (And into each other's hearts.)

!!characters.

kyle 'gaz' garrick + alex keller

!!warnings.

nsfw, fem!reader, fmm, polyamory, threesome, friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, partying, drinking, getting together, praise kink, soft sex, light degradation, l-bombs, mutual pining,⚔️

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certifiedcodbabygirl · 10 days

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To Whisper Your Name pt.1

Konig x Reader Roman Goddess AU

Warnings: Violence ( minor character deaths), Roman deity inaccuracies, history inaccuracies, talks of SA

Reader is loosely based on the Roman Goddess Felicitas (Goddess of good fortune and luck)

It is not rare for minor gods/ goddesses to go unthought of. Some rise to fame as others are forgotten. Not many remember the deities of flowers, trees, or other smaller things. They remember Jupiter, Neptune, Venus. The greats, the Gods. Smaller gods go about their lives enjoying the few who do remember them. The small alters the mortals create for them, adorned with what is associated with said deity. They get offerings, praise, songs sung in their name.

Others are forgotten. Some deities share common rulings and the more famous deity gets the praise. They get the offerings, the songs, the alters. They get the memories. The smaller deity is left to watch humanity progress, knowing they are nothing to them but a passing face. Some grow depressed, heartbroken to be forgotten. Some grow mad, killing those who pray to the more famous deity. Most are unhappy or indifferent. They are too out of touch with humanity, differences between God and mortals being too many to connect with one another.

Despite all, you connect. The goddess of good fortune and luck, or as I should say, the small goddess of good fortune and luck. Throughout time, as you were forgotten and Fortuna rose to fame, you assimilated with the mortals. The fascination overtaking the grief pushed you to live among them. You aren’t well known among your village, just a simple face that passes by occasionally. Your home resides along the lake, a small and hidden house, property of an old man you met years before. You became like family to him, knowing who you are, he did his research. He offered you home, community, he offered you the human experience.

It was a quiet life, predictable, quaint. You go to the fishing grounds, bless the unsuspecting fishermen. You do the same to the cloth weavers, the doctors, the children playing. None may know, but fortune is on their side. It was a simple existence, a comfortable one.

A change happened at nightfall. Taking a late night walk was common, having no need for sleep. You’d walk a few miles, stay in a tree, maybe take a swim, then head back to your home. Tonight was no different. You opted to stay in a tree in a nearby forest, taking in the night sky, constellations seeming to taunt you with an unknown reason. Memories of when you were among the other deities fill your mind, a bittersweet taste left in your mind. Shouting and the crunching of twigs below rip you from your thoughts, whimpers from women below causing the hair on your arms to stand up.

Below, you see a small group of women with their arms shackled to a long chain. There are 2 men, daggers glinting in the moonlight. There’s no torch, no lantern, to light their way. It’s clear they are trying to be unseen, to steal these women. They adorn Roman clothing, as do the women, and seem to be heading away from the village.

“Please I’m begging you, I have children! They have no father and no one to look for them” A woman begs shakily.

“Then we will be back for them. I know someone who would pay bronze for youth like them” A man cackles and shoves the woman for her noise.

“Oh Gods, Please save us, if you can hear me” A woman whispers, kissing her hands and raising them to the sky.

Her voice is so broken, as if she's unable to conjure hope. Heart aching for these women but unable to physically intervene, you bless them.

“Luck be upon you” Falls from your lips in the form of a whisper.

As they are almost gone, a branch snapping catches the men's attention. Heads whipping in the direction of the noise was their first mistake. A soldier in Roman attire sneaks behind the leading man, dagger cutting through his throat as if it were simply fat.

The other three men turn and draw their weapons, preparing for attack. Their stance resembles that of a cornered, angry cat. One other soldier emerges from the dark. His towering frame, only being able to be described as a giant, unsheathed his sword from his holster. The glare from the moonlight shining off his sword gives an eerie and unsettling feeling in an already disturbing situation.

“Give in and come willingly, or face the same fate as your foolish leader” His voice is higher pitched than expected, yet still effectively intimidating. His accent is foreign, sounding from the north.

Ignorance clearly being their strong suit, the smugglers charge at the giant, only to be met immediately with a blade. The first one falls and seconds later, the other one is ripped through, practically in half, blood spilling like a never ending prayer. The men are ripped through like a tarp, eyes widening and dulling over.

The last man remaining drops his weapon, falling to his knees like a worshiper to their God. The giant stalks towards him, gripping his hair and tilting him back. You can feel the fear radiating off of the smaller man's body, most likely praying to the gods as the women they stole did.

“Your incompetence fails you. What were you planning for them?” He demands, gesturing to the women. They cower under the man's gaze.

The man remains silent, his mouth gaping like a fish, in search of words.

“Have mercy, please!” He begs, tears seeming to form.

The giant chuckles in an unamused manner, “Were you to have mercy on them? The gods have turned their backs on you. Now I will ask you again” He grips tighter, voice low and in a low growl, “What. Were. You. Planning? Who is your superior?”

The man refuses to answer and is swiftly met with a blade, as he serves no purpose. The giant and his partner turn their attention to the women, moving to remove their shackles. The women seem more frightened of them than they did the men that stole them. Perhaps it's because these men are soldiers, making it easy for them to be overpowered.

“Where are you from?” The giant asks a woman as he removes the shackles. The woman says she was visiting her family in a nearby village when the men came. The other women say something similar.

“It seems they had a type. Easily able to make them disappear if they only have a couple connections in a different village.” The other man states, the giant nodding.

They move the women to the same town you live in, keeping them in a new location until they find the leader of whatever ring they were getting sold into. You climb down the tree and quietly follow behind. The women are escorted to a separate cluster home and the men head to what seems to be a military station building.

Before the giant walks into the building, he looks behind him out of habit and spots you already looking at him. You quickly turn and walk away, not trying to attract unwanted attention. You make it to the lake before you hear a twig snap, someone being with you. Knowing who it is, you don't even bother to turn around, staying still.

“Why did you run?” He asked in an accusatory tone, walking up to you. His frame towers over you, his shadow overtaking yours. You turn towards him, finally meeting his eyes. His face is covered in a cloth, his eyes being the only exposed area. His gaze is stern, like that of a king.

“I've never seen a soldier like you before” you lie seamlessly, appearing innocent, “When you saw me, I worried I would possibly provoke you. Some soldiers around here hate when we stare”

He looks down at you, head slightly tilting. In mock or curiosity, you can't tell. There’s a long pause of silence, neither of you moving.

“Sir?” You ask quietly, “May I go back home now? I fear it will worry my family if I am out too late”

“You will meet me in the town square tomorrow at dusk,” He states, turning to walk away, “I will find you if you fail to come. Do not make that mistake, flos”

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parisaini · 1 month

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It is being celebrated in all Satlok Ashrams under the guidance of Sant Rampal Ji Maharaj Ji. A huge Bhandara is being organized on this occasion.

#हरि_आये_हरियाणे_नू

1Day Left For Bodh Diwas

#kabirisgod #sanatandharma #spiritual awareness #spiritual development #spiritual warfare #santrampalji_avatarandiwas #supreme god kabir #godmorningmonday #kabir is supreme god #satlokashram #हरि_आये_हरियाणे_नू2Days Left For Bodh Diwas #SantGaribdasJiMaharaj6Days Left For Bodh Diwas #पापनाशक_सतभक्तिPower Of True Worship

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craigtowens · 5 months

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Gratitude Is A Sword

Gratitude is not only our shield, but it’s also our sword. And there isn’t a more effective sword against the darkness of negativity than the (S)Word of God!

Listen to the podcast of this post by clicking on the player below, and you can also subscribe on Apple, Spotify, or Audible. https://craigtowens.files.wordpress.com/2023/11/gratitude-is-a-sword.mp3 It wold be nice if complainers were satisfied just complaining to themselves, but they’re not. Do you know the cliché misery loves company? It’s just as true for complainers: They really want others…

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#1 Peter #2 Chronicles #Calvary Assembly of God #Colossians #Daniel #Ephesians #Gospel of Luke #gratitude #Hebrews #Jehoshaphat #Psalm #Revelation #sermon #song #spiritual warfare #thankfulness #video #worship

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certifiedcodbabygirl · 10 days

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To Whisper Your Name Masterlist

Includes: Violence, historical inaccuracies, sexism (barely any from Konig though), smut in later chapters (will be labeled), Roman Goddess reader, Roman soldier Konig, other warnings will be added as chapters are written

Part one

Part two- in progress

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readersmagnet · 3 months

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Spiritual Warfare Through Christian Unity by Bill McCracken

"Spiritual Warfare Through Christian Unity" by Bill McCracken is a spiritual guide that emphasizes the importance of unity in the face of spiritual battles, urging believers to recognize the common enemy—Satan and his demons. Rooted in biblical truths, the book unveils Jesus' "starter kit," empowering believers with tools like truth, righteousness, and peace.

Let's unite against the true enemy. Grab a copy at www.spiritualwarfarethroughchristianunity.com.

#Bill McCracken #Spiritual Warfare Through Christian Unity #ReadersMagnet #spiritualwarfare #christian unity #spiritual growth #christianity #bible #prayer #worship #faith #hope #love

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pastorolumuyiwaokeowo · 6 months

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4. EXCERPTS FROM MY FELLOWSHIP NOTES AT A RESIDENCE AT GRA IKEJA LAGOS NIGERIA 2012-2014

4. EXCERPTS FROM MY FELLOWSHIP NOTES AT A RESIDENCE AT GRA IKEJA LAGOS NIGERIA 2012-2014Date: Thur 24th January 2013Theme: GODSub-Theme: The Will Of GODTopic: "Walk Before ME, And Be Thou Perfect" Gen 17:1-10.Main Bible Text: Eph 4:17,18-19.Supporting Texts: Rom 1:21, Lev 18:3,24-30, Eph 5:1-11, Col3:1-23Memory Verses: 2Cor6:14-18.Introduction: You are not to copy the lifestyles of the unsaved…

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#Affections #Discipline #Faith #GOD #Heart #Holiness #Holy Spirit #Jesus #LORD #Lust #Obedience #Soul #Spiritual Warfare #Spiritual Worship #The Fear of God #The Love of God #The Will of God #Walk

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cat-eye-nebula · 8 months

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A religious worshiper is a slave to a mind control system. You don't need them but they need you. Break these chains, take back your power.

Elena Danaan

#religion #worship #churches #mind control #behaviour control #religious trauma #all religions are connected to the sumerian clay tablets and the anunnaki!!!#manipulation #psychological warfare #world religions #infinite intelligence #creator god #spirituality

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markmcole · 10 months

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7 Reasons Christians Love To Sing

Did you ever wonder why is singing so important in the Bible and Christianity in general? Singing holds a significant place in the Bible and Christianity for many different reasons. Here are seven great motivations behind a believer’s love for singing: 1. Worship and Praise: Singing is often seen as a form of worship and praise to God. Throughout the Bible, there are numerous instances of…