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[fuckyeahjoonmyun]

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[fyexo]

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[lorenamuffin]

Beautiful Baekhyun

[sonofsatansworld]

Gay Satanic Church {GCS}

As soon as we find a HOST, we will be LIVE!

"SATAN IS REAL!"

Christianity, Judaism, and Islam are institutions that find power in dictating human morality, regardless of the real-life consequences, and without a purpose other than increased power and influence.

Transcendental Satanism promotes empowering the individual through the individual’s creative practice of moral judgment, examining the evident consequences in detail for the purpose of gradual improvement in the overall quality of life.

Transcendental Satanists seek to reclaim the right of moral judgment from God and entitle the communities and individuals with the self-confidence to decide for themselves what is right and what is wrong.

The God of the monotheistic Western religions is evil disguised as good, while Satan is good disguised as evil. As times change and human life evolves, this historic inversion of morality is slowly being corrected.

We see SATAN AS A GOOD, CREATIVE FORCE IN NATURE AND MAN AND THE UNIVERSE. SATAN CONSCIOUSNESS!

WITH THIS CREATIVE FORCE OF WHICH YOU ARE 'PART AND PARCEL' YOU CAN CREATE, RECREATE AND UNCREATE {DESTROY} ANY THING!

YOU ARE THE FORCE OF ALL FORMS.

BE CAREFUL HOW YOU USE FORCE SEEING HOW YOU ARE FOECE!

For hundreds and thousands of years, crusades, inquisitions, witch hunts, jihads, imperial colonization, slavery, and all other manner of organized cruelties have been carried out in the name of God.

The cover of God provides the justification for the weak-minded and weak-willed to commit the worst atrocities, thinking that they will be forgiven by God and rewarded in an afterlife for their mindless devotion.

When Christians Jews and Muslims are no longer able to create an illusion of eternal suffering for those who deny their God, they are no longer able to justify worship of their God as a path to salvation, as there is then nothing to be saved from, except the world which the influence of God has warped and twisted from an ancient paradise into a modern hell on earth.

Christianity, Judaism, and Islam would have us believe that God is omnipotent; the source of existence and a benevolent entity, but to be all-powerful and to still allow atrocities to occur could only demonstrate the unjust cruelty of the source of these atrocities.

If God had not wanted humans to suffer from rape, murder, disease, starvation, poverty, natural disasters, war, terrorism, torture, and genocide, why would God create these conditions? Why would an all-powerful, omnipotent God allow such catastrophes to continually plague humanity?

If it is part of God’s plan, then we as individuals must find the inner strength of our ability to reason and rightfully judge the plan as horribly flawed, or as the lack of any plan.

Transcendental Satanists is an anti-theist philosophy that Christianity, Judaism, and Islam have caused much more harm to humanity than good, that the harm caused by the major monotheistic religions has materially profited an elite few- mostly Governments, Corporations, and Clergy, who insulate their ill-gotten wealth with social hierarchy and stratification, enforced by militarized police.

An opposing view of common morality is the next step in the evolution of humanity, where all can achieve equality by growing beyond the presumption of divinely imposed subordination and inferiority.

Transcendental Satanists worship life on earth instead of worshiping God and the empty promises and threats of an afterlife.

Transcendental Satanists seek to empower the community through empowering the individuals within it, instead of surrendering the glory of free will to God.

Transcendental Satanists seek to restore the interconnected balance of the natural order and destroy the hierarchical, elitist divine order.

Transcendental Satanists are liberated intellectuals with vast capacities for empathic concern, while the Christians, Jews, and Muslims are psychologically sterilized slaves who live in mortal fear of their castrator and slave-master God.

Transcendental Satanists seek to create a paradise on earth, while Christians, Jews, and Muslims destroy the earth and each other in an attempt to reach a paradise in an afterlife.

Transcendental Satanists seek pleasure and mutual benefit, while Christians, Jews, and Muslims seek to deny pleasure and deny a common understanding with those who do not share their ideas of God.

Transcendental Satanists work towards trust based on logic and reason instead of holding to blind faith.

Transcendental Satanists find pride within their ascension to more equal and just beings, while Christians, Jews, and Muslims seek to keep humanity wretched to create a greater contrast to the glory of their God.

Transcendental Satanists trust themselves and their chosen communities and distrust the dictates of all authorities that seek to justify their authority by divine mandate.

Transcendental Satanists seek to live in the present… not continuing in the obvious mistakes of our less-evolved ancestors, and not in the delusion of individual consciousness existing beyond death.

Transcendental Satanists believe in mutual self-reliance… not in appeals to the charity of the unjustly rich, and not in profiting from the labors of the unjustly poor.

Transcendental Satanists strive to become their own gods, and to recognize that same divinity-of-self when it is realized in others.

Transcendental Satanists choose for themselves the reasons and ways to exercise judgment or exercise forgiveness, how and when to show mercy, and how and when to show wrath.

Transcendental Satanists are unafraid to defend themselves, instead of constantly “turning the other cheek” and repeatedly becoming the victims of brutal attacks through God-induced cowardice.

Transcendental Satanists seek universal responsibility and accountability, stemming from our natural inclinations towards creating and maintaining a society based on justice.

Transcendental Satanists do not abuse children or sacrifice living beings- this is a false accusation of monotheists to divert attention away from their abuse of children, their human sacrifice of soldiers (and civilian ‘collateral damage’) in war, and the sacrifice of the joys of life they demand so that their believers can come to their deaths with ‘clean souls’ and supposedly enter a heavenly afterlife.

The GCS was founded on the authority of one man (B. L. Peterson), was enshrouded in the occult mysticism of high priests, and was focused on rituals seeking to gratify selfish, short-sighted desires through the “magic” of psychological projection. To provide a serious and strong resistance to monotheism, a new and different approach is necessary.

The GCS09 does not proselytize- after LaVey died, leaders of the First Church of Satan sought a low profile to enable Machiavellian scheming from the shadows of obscurity.

The GCS09 is willing to proselytize and seeks to bring light upon forbidden taboos by spreading the word of what worshiping Satan really means, which is worshiping yourself, worshiping other people, and worshiping other forms of life on earth.

The GCS09 holds the view that most of humanity is unfit for inclusion, education, and advancement… beyond hope of evolution, and that building a community will only enable persecution.

The GCS09 refutes this view, is unafraid of persecution, and seeks to actively disseminate knowledge of a new approach to Satanism for the purpose of building strong and sustainable communities around the worship of life.

The GCS09 encourages individuals to form and practice their own rituals of life-worship, as those individuals are the best judges of what forms of worship best suit them.

However, it is suggested that adherents to The GCS09 contemplate an attempt to liberate themselves from the influence of God through the following three actions-

First, the Journey (actively pursuing self-discovery of mental and physical limits through several different means, which can include sexual experimentation, body modification, sport and game participation, education, meditation, inebriation, artistic expression, cooperative labor, debate, fight for freedom, purification by chanting, sexual expression, martial arts, travel, etc.)

The more pure the mind, the better the magic WORKS! Everyone is on their OWN Journey, don't worry about theirs, theirs is none of your business! STAY IN YOUR OWN LANE!

Second, the Pit (more commonly known as a Mosh Pit or Circle Pit- a wild dance to loud, energetic music, where the dancers’ bodies randomly collide). Or dance with yourself or Satan, or one of Satan's Agents. Singing is also included. Sing to Satan or Lilith, no matter how bad you might sound. It is the sound vibrations and not the words that count most.

Third, the Black Mass (more commonly known as the Black Bloc protest tactic- anonymous individuals wearing all black taking direct action against institutions of injustice- institutions which are often rooted in the false values of monotheism.) Make fun of all man-made religions, mock their idea of God, and make fun of the rituals of the Catholic church, which keeps this vile deception before us!

The suggested holidays of The GCS09 are individual birthdays (to be celebrated as the individual sees fit), Halloween (a festival of anonymous liberation and remembrance of the dead), and seasonal equinoxes and solstices (as reminders of life’s patterns and balance).

There is no requirement to celebrate these holidays, and no rule to prevent the individual from celebrating other holidays.

The GCS09 considers the human body to be the temple of worship, and rejects the cold marble, stained glass, and ill-gotten wealth of monotheists in favor of the grace, strength, diversity, and adaptability of our physiques- the result of millions of years of human evolution.

The GCS09 is strongly opposed to racism, sexism, homophobia, and hierarchy. Adherents promote equal treatment for all as the foundation for a just society.

The GCS09 is strongly opposed to occult mysticism. Adherents promote open communal joy celebrated through life’s interconnectedness and individual creations.

The GCS09 has adopted the symbol of the goat’s head within the inverted pentagram overlaid with an anarchy symbol to recognize their role as the scapegoats of the inverted morality prevalent in modern society due to the influence of Christianity, Judaism, and Islam.

If you respect the boundaries of people more than you respect the boundaries of property, if you believe in making the world a better place more than you believe in going to heaven or avoiding hell, and if you trust in yourself and other people close to you more than you trust in God, you are already well on your way towards being an Transcendental Gay/Bi Satanist.”

[icytylyts]

I can't get over with this BBH era 8 years ago . He's such a campus heartthrob boyfriend coded here✅

[prideandpcy]

i wanna admit something…

i only got into exo like mid last year (i got into kpop in 2022) when i saw a tiktok of baekhyun doing history on weverse live and found out it was the same guy who’s photocard accidentally ended up in a 2025 skz seasons greetings and he replied to them on twt (tweet is under the cut)

AND that he was in the group that had the song from the jjk obsession edits.

then i discovered mama and history and the rest was….

the things that made me an exo-l was the fucking wolf demo and artificial love fancams 😝😝 and the fact that they were the group that debuted between shinee and nct (some of my other ults)

i lowkey made a vow to not get into another sm group and look what happened… i redownloaded tumblr. i do wanna say i think i their enlistments making them not as active when i was first getting into kpop is why i kept just barely missing them

FUNFACT: my first exo song was electric kiss somehow (IN 2022!!!)

[chansooxminwon]

EXO-CBX

2025 CBX Japan Fanmeeting - GET, SET, GO!

[lunaflowers]

falling (chanyeol x reader)

pairing: step brother!chanyeol x reader word count: 2.8k+ genre: smut, angst warnings: slightly dom!chanyeol, slightly bratty!reader, pseudo incest, cowgirl position, dirty talk, some degradation, name-calling, hickeys, breeding kink, lots of angst synopsis: you've fallen in love with the one person you can't have author's note: this ended up being completely different than what it was meant to be but i hope you guys enjoy it nonetheless. unedited.

It was your first time visiting home since you’d moved out months ago to go to grad school. You’d missed the place. You were looking forward to sleeping in your childhood bed and eating your mom’s cooking and playing with your baby half-sister, Mimi. You were even looking forward to your step dad's diatribes on politics and the future of the country. The one thing you weren’t looking forward to was–

“Hey YN,” Chanyeol, your step brother, opened the door with a small smile on his face. He was currently serving in the military and had a couple days off to be at home. Chanyeol’s father had married your mother when the both of you were 16. He and his father had moved into the house you and your mother shared and although it was initially an adjustment, you were happy to see your mother so happy after such a long time. You’d never known your own father, being the product of a one-night stand during your mother’s younger, wilder years, and your stepfather seemed to balance out her somewhat flighty personality.

“Hey Chanyeol,” you said, a little uneasily. The only issue was your super hot, tall, stepbrother. As soon as you met Chanyeol the first time, you felt an immediate attraction to him. And he obviously felt the same as within a few weeks of him moving in all those years ago, the two of you had ended up in bed together, losing your virginities to each other.

As time went on, you and Chanyeol began having sex whenever your parents were out. Every single time you swore it would be the last time, but try as you might, you couldn’t resist him. It wasn’t just sex. Chanyeol was funny and sweet and jovial and just so much fun to be around. You didn’t understand how you were expected not to fall for him.

He pulled your luggage from your hand without asking and began to carry it to your room. You followed him, “Where’s my mom? And your dad?” The house was quiet, not bustling with activity the way it usually was with a toddler buzzing around.

“They took Mimi to her dentist appointment,” Chanyeol replied, putting your bag down beside your bed. Mimi was the sister that you and Chanyeol shared, a cherub-faced two-year-old who was excessively doted on by both her mother and her father. It was sweet, like they were both desperate to do the parenting thing right this time now that they had a partner to do it with. “They just left so they probably won’t be home for an hour or two.”

You nodded, trying to ignore the feeling in your gut. “Well, that’s a shame. I’ll just wait for them then, I guess.” You were being awkward, which wasn’t like you. But you felt awkward and you didn’t really know how to hide it. Spending time alone with Chanyeol was dangerous. You were your weakest self when you were with him.

“YN,” Chanyeol said suddenly, grabbing your hand. You froze, looking into his eyes for the first time since you got home. “Come on. Shouldn’t we talk?” He rubbed the back of your palm with his thumb, a familiar gesture. It was enough to make you feel slightly flustered.

“Chanyeol…” you let out shakily, “There isn’t really anything to talk about, is there? It’s wrong.” You tried to end it last time you saw him. Really end it. You figured that now that you were going off to school, putting considerable distance between the two of you, maybe it would stick. But it still didn’t seem to do so for him.

Chanyeol’s eyebrows furrowed. “Is it?” He pulled you in closer, moving his hand so that it was gripping your wrist now.

“Don’t do that. You know it is. Don’t start trying to justify it just because you’re horny and–”

“No. Don’t fucking demean it like that. I love you. I’m in love with you. We’re in love with each other.”

“Shut up!” you said shrilly, terrified that someone would hear even though you knew that the two of you were alone in the house. “It doesn’t matter what you say or what you feel because it’s wrong.” You emphasised the last word as though Chanyeol were a simpleton and you were losing your patience with him. “You’re my brother.”

“Step brother. We’re not related by blood. Besides, it’s what you feel too,” he shot back, pulling you in even closer now and wrapping his arms around your waist. 

You couldn’t help it. You put your hands on his chest. He just felt so solid and familiar and yours. He was your weakness and you’d never been particularly good at resisting temptation but you knew you needed to try.

“Loey, please,” you looked at him, tears beginning to form in your eyes. “Please don’t make this harder than it already is. I said last time that it couldn’t happen again. It’s not right.”

“You say that every time,” Chanyeol said, ignoring your pleas. He forced a kiss onto your lips and just like that, it was as though a switch had been flipped in you. You melted into him, kissing him back. It was so fucking easy for him to make you surrender to him and you would’ve been ashamed if you weren’t so overwhelmed with desire. 

He picked you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist automatically, keeping your lips attached to his, tasting his familiar taste. The want for each other was palpable. You wanted this as much as he did and you both knew it.

Chanyeol put you down on your bed and got on top of you, moving down as he kissed and bit your neck. You didn’t stop him. You wanted to be marked by him. You’d figure out how to cover up the hickies later but right now all you wanted was to be owned by him, to be filled with him, to be fucked senseless on his cock.

You let him pull your top up over your head and expertly unsnap your bra. He pulled it off, throwing it to the ground and then grabbed your breasts with both of his hands and buried his face in them. He began squeezing and kissing them, biting them, taking your nipples between his teeth. Chanyeol loved your breasts. They were easily his favourite part of your body and he was like a kid in a candy store anytime he got his hands on them.

“Loey, let’s make it quick, huh?” you smiled, biting your lip. Even though Chanyeol had said your parents wouldn’t be back for a while, you were still slightly nervous.

“Sorry, you’ve just got perfect tits,” he said breathlessly. 

“I bet you say that to all the girls,” you replied, teasingly. You knew Chanyeol was popular with women and that he slept around. It wasn’t like the two of you were together in any real sense of the word so you couldn’t really be upset about it. And he’d never been in any sort of serious relationship as far as you knew. 

“I don’t,” he said, more seriously than you’d anticipated. He pulled his own shirt off, reaching behind his neck and removing it the way guys did. He then unbuttoned your jeans and pulled them down your legs, taking your panties along with them. He stuck a large hand between your legs and began rubbing your clit. “What do you want?”

“I wanna ride you,” you said, fully naked now.

He smiled, “Good. I need to see those tits bounce.” You rolled your eyes as pulled his sweatpants and boxers off, laying down flat on his back.

“You really need to work on your dirty talk, you know?”

“Don’t need to be good at dirty talk with a cock like this,” Chanyeol said, stroking it a few times, hard already. Chanyeol did have a great cock. Well, he had a great everything but his cock was particularly nice, as far as they go. It was proportional to the rest of him, which meant big.

“Yeah, yeah,” you replied, mockingly. You got on top of him and grabbed it, lowering yourself on to his length, moaning wantonly as you did so.

“I missed your pussy,” Chanyeol said, looking at you with lust-filled eyes.

“Yeah? You’ve been thinking about it?”

“I have,” he said, thrusting up into you. He grabbed your hips, pushing you down onto him and grinding up into you. “Have you been thinking about me?”

You stuttered a little, “N– Not at all,” you lied and Chanyeol smirked.

“Brat,” Chanyeol said, giving your ass a squeeze with both hands, making you let out a little squeal. You bent down to lock his lips in a kiss, a rough, sloppy one. He bit your bottom lip and tugged it before letting go. “You’re lucky I like you.”

You straightened up again and smiled, bouncing on his cock with your dripping wet cunt.. He eyed your jiggling breasts and let out a little growl. His cock throbbed as you continued to ride him gently, building up more intensity with each passing second. He watched his length disappearing inside you over and over again.

“God, your cock feels good, Chanyeol,” you moaned, throwing your head back. It really did. It sounded cheesy, almost comical even, but no man fit you quite like Chanyeol did. You felt waves of pleasure building up in your core.

“Fuck yeah it does. Ride me just like that,” he responded, thrusting up into you faster. You were meeting each other’s rhythm and you whimpered being hit in all the right spots.

No one knew your body like your step brother did, as fucked up as that was to say. You’d slept with a handful of other men and none of them had ever made you feel even close to what Chanyeol could. He took turns squeezing and smacking your ass. He wanted to leave marks behind, you knew that, a handprint or a bruise he could tease you about later. You quickened your pace, feeling yourself getting closer to your orgasm and Chanyeol did as well.

“Only I can get you like this, hmm? Coming apart on my cock like a dirty whore?” he said, speeding up even more. It was like he was so in tune with you that he could read your mind sometimes.

“Only you, Chanyeol,” you mewled and he looked at you with a satisfied smirk on his face.

“You’re so pretty like this… I’m gonna cum in this tight little pussy… Knock you up. Do you want that?”

“Yes, Chanyeol, fill me up. I want you to do whatever you like,” you said, knowing you were on birth control and the chances of you actually getting pregnant were minimal, but the breeding thing seemed to be a favourite of his so you always indulged it.

“And then with your belly round and your tits leaking milk, everyone will know,” he said, his voice low, “that you’re a dirty whore who seduced her step brother by acting like a slut.”

“I’m not a slut,” you protested meekly.

“Yes, you are,” he replied, punctuating it with a particularly hard thrust. “You’re the worst kind of slut. You’re a slut for your step brother’s cock.”

Shame filled you but so did arousal. You knew that the sinfulness of this was part of why it was so pleasurable, so thrilling. The fact that you had to keep this a dirty little secret between the two of you heightened every single feeling.

“I’m going to cum, Ch–,” you began but your orgasm interrupted you in the middle of your sentence, making you throw your head back and moan. This was enough for Chanyeol who followed soon after, thrusting quickly a few times before he came inside you with a groan. You felt his seed inside of you and you couldn’t deny there was a tiny part of you that wished he would get you pregnant so you could be marked by him in the most permanent way.

You lay in each other’s arms on your single bed with Chanyeol’s large body taking up most of it whilst coming down from your respective orgasms.

“It could work, you know? We could make it work,” he said. He didn’t have to elaborate, you knew exactly what he was talking about. You’d had this discussion many times before and it always ended the same.

“We can’t,” you said simply. “You know we can’t.”

“We could move somewhere far away. Another country even. It would be like starting fresh. We’d have no ties to anyone. No one would even have to know.”

You sighed. Chanyeol always got like this after sex. He’d always propose some far-fetched plan where your relationship could work and you always had to talk him down, to disappoint him. You hated doing it every time.

“I can’t abandon my mom. Or Mimi. Would you be able to leave all your friends and family?”

“For you, yeah,” he said and it felt like he’d reached into your chest and squeezed your heart in his hand. You didn’t expect him to say that, especially so nonchalantly. 

“Please,” you said, a little desperately, “Let’s just enjoy this… these stolen moments. I know it’s not ideal but it’s all we’re meant to have,” you said, trying to sound reasonable even though it was tearing you apart inside to do so. 

Chanyeol said nothing, tensing her jaw for a second before relaxing it again, “Yeah. It’s just not enough anymore.”

“Are you mad?” you asked, carefully. 

“No. But I need to tell you something.”

“Tell me what? You’re not pregnant, are you?” you joked, trying to add some levity to a situation that was feeling increasingly tense.

“I met a woman,” Chanyeol said. “She’s great. I like her a lot. She’s not you, but…” He trailed off.

He what? You could feel your heart pounding in your chest. Your throat felt tight. 

“But what?” you asked, not wanting to know but also needing to know. You were frightened of what you were going to hear and you almost thought he was joking until he continued.

“The relationship is getting serious. I can see myself with her in the future. I won’t say I love her, not yet anyway, but…” He cleared his throat. “If you really mean it, if you’re really serious about not wanting to be with me… I’m gonna make things official with her. Introduce her to the family and everything.”

“Oh,” was all you said. It was all you could say. Your heart was breaking in real time and you were trying not to cry. It was wrong of you to be upset, selfish even, but you couldn’t help it. Unwittingly, you’d always thought of Chanyeol as yours, even when you were ending things with him over and over again.

“So I guess I wanted to say it’s now or never. It’s up to you,” he said solemnly.

The choice weighed heavily on you. You couldn’t imagine never having Chanyeol again. The stolen kisses and glances. Sneaking out to the car to fuck in secret. The road trips that you’d taken together, the only times you two could play the normal couple you wanted to be. It would all be gone just like that?

Not to mention the fact that you hated the idea of him with another woman, touching her, making love to her, being in love with her. Simply put, it was soul crushing.

But then you thought of your mother, who’d worked so hard to raise you despite the difficulties of being a young, single mom. And your friends. And school and work and the life that you had here. And sweet little Mimi, the sister you and Chanyeol shared who looked at you like you hung the moon. How could you leave all of them behind? It would be horrible and selfish and you’d miss them terribly. It was impossible.

“I can’t, Loey. I’m sorry. I love you. I do love you. But I can’t. You should… continue things with this girl,” you said with a tone of finality. It was truly over now, your love story, you knew that.

Chanyeol said nothing, his face stony. He sat up and pulled his clothes on quickly, getting up and walking out of your room without looking at you. Saying you were devastated would have been an understatement. You were broken.

You got up and went to your bathroom, turning on the shower and stepping inside without even waiting for it to warm up. The water hit your body and you finally broke down in tears. You knew you’d made the right decision, but right now the pain was almost unbearable. You cried and cried, sitting on the floor of the shower until you felt like you were out of tears. You were grieving the loss of the only man you ever loved and you didn’t know when you’d ever be okay again.

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