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250318 · 8 months ago
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hoshingi · 1 year ago
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THE8 ✯ 231029 음악의 신
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tomorrowxtogether · 1 year ago
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231029 Yeonjun's Tweet
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themoongirls12 · 1 year ago
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231029 | chuuo3o instagram post - Chuu 🐧
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skzgram · 1 year ago
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dailyexo · 1 year ago
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Chanyeol - 231029 Official EXO Twitter account update: "✨🌈☁️✨"
Credit: Official EXO Twitter.
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darkmoon-hybe · 4 months ago
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To celebrate the return of #DARKMOON_CUTTOON, we've brought some photos of our 7 boys!
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lesserafimsta · 1 year ago
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yunjin instagram update
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meaninglessblah-writes · 1 year ago
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trick or treat!
Something darker for those chilling Halloween nights... Hope you enjoy Slade and Tim caught up in some predicament bondage, of sorts 💙
⚠️ Warnings for mutual non-con, torture, and non-consensual drugging.
The choice seemed easier, when it was just a concept.
Tim watches the pink liquid climb higher, up the length of the cannula, and disappear beneath the gauze stuck to the top of his hand. He sucks in a sharp breath, even though he can't feel anything yet, and tries to calm his racing heart.
"What will it be for you, Terminator?" the voice asks from the speaker box. Slade answers it with a growl, and Tim swallows harshly at the thick scent of rage in his nose. "If you don't choose," the voice sing-songs, "we'll choose for you."
"Trick," Slade bites out, and Tim feels him jolt when the collar around his neck lights up. It makes Slade shove forwards, and Tim topples over with the force, scrambling to keep himself from faceplanting into the soft mattress beneath them. The motion brings with it a wicked spark of pleasure, and Tim feels a wash of guilt at getting off on Slade's pain.
He can feel the heavy wash of Slade's breath on his neck as the alpha struggles to recover. Tim's lost count of how many hits Slade has had now. He's taken a few himself, partly out of curiosity, and partly to slow the compounding effects of the drug being steadily pumped into his system. Tim's hoping, if his calculations are decent, that the aphrodisiac won't fully saturate his bloodwork for another half hour. It doesn't make the clock feel any friendlier.
"Let's make this more interesting," the speaker box suggests. Tim's fists clench in the sheets, head dipping as he summons his resolve. "What's your choice, Robin?"
Tim does the maths, and comes up with the same choice. "Treat."
Nothing comes up the transparent piping. Tim stares at his cannula for the longest moment, until, behind him, Slade's snarls.
"Your turn, Terminator."
"I'm going to fucking kill you," Slade vows, and the snap of his teeth at the back of Tim's neck makes him shudder all over. Slade reigns in his temper enough to growl, "Trick."
Tim's not sure why it takes him so long to work it out. Maybe his calculations were wrong. Maybe the drug is affecting him more than he realised.
It doesn't make much difference when Tim's neck lights up in a ring of fire.
He screams, the cuffs keeping him pinned on his hands and knees pulling taunt against his skin. It hurts, and Slade is bellowing something at the speaker box. Tim wants to fold into the mattress and cry.
The burning stops, but Tim's throat feels scoured raw, inside and out.
"That choice wasn't for him!" Slade is shouting, at no one and nothing. His hands are fists in their cuffs, nails hitching into the sheets like claws. Tim can see them where they bracket his own, the metal rods between their wrists keeping them both aligned. Joined, Tim thinks, in more ways than one. "You sick bastards!"
The speaker box ignores him. "You're up again, Robin. What will it be this time? Trick or treat?"
Tim feels weak. He feels nauseous. He doesn't want another dose. He doesn't want to be electrocuted more.
"Treat," he answers, resigned.
"Let's double it up this time!" the speaker box announces gleefully, and Tim whines at the sight of the pink liquid climbing up the piping. Tim wonders if Slade feels as nauseous at the sight as he does.
Slade is panting again, knees shifting in discomfort where they're braced over Tim's. Every roll of his hips grinds his cock deeper into Tim, his knot tugging on Tim's walls.
"It's double jeopardy, Terminator. What's your choice? Trick? Or Treat?"
Every second Slade hesitates feels like another nail in Tim's coffin. He's not even sure which he wants Slade to choose. He desperately wishes they could talk about this, strategize, come up with a plan. But Slade has said barely a word to him since they woke up in this compromising position, and Tim doesn't think he's likely to get chatty soon.
"Terminator—"
"Treat," Slade bites out, and Tim can't hold back his groan.
It's mirrored by Slade, as Tim watches the aphrodisiac dose him up again. He feels hot all over, his skin too tight. Every shift of his hips sends sparks ricocheting through his stomach. Every clench of his thighs makes him see stars. The itch of drying slick on his skin is slowly driving Tim insane.
"I can't take much more of this," Tim mumbles, just loud enough for Slade to hear. A warning and a plea.
"Robin looks like he's enjoying himself a bit much — what a naughty little bird," the speaker box chastises. Tim shudders all over, and the moan that breaks free of Slade's lips doesn't sound pained at all. "Let's help him out with a controlled shock."
Tim braces for the pain. It doesn't make it hurt any less. It doesn't make it easier to deal with either, and after a few seconds of live-wire agony, Tim is back to screaming again.
"Please," he whimpers, when the aftershocks fade. His cheeks are wet, and Tim buries them in the sheets. "Please."
"I think we went a bit hard on him, Terminator," the speaker box is saying.
"Kid," Slade murmurs above him, voice cruelly soft. Tim doesn't lift his head.
"I'll give you a chance to help him out. Robin says he likes his treats. If you make him come, I'll let him off for this next one."
"Go to hell," Slade snarls, but Tim stirs enough to push himself upright.
"Do it," he rasps, tilting his hips back into Slade's. Even that small adjustment makes him moan, pleasure thrumming through his drugged veins. "Just do it."
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itzyinstagram · 1 year ago
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ryujin instagram update
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gidleinstagram · 1 year ago
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(g)i-dle instagram update
Miyeon will appear on Running Man! Have a great weekend and have fun at the fall gourmet party with Miyeon! 🍂
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250318 · 11 months ago
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© IVANOVSSA | do not edit and/or crop logo
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hoshingi · 1 year ago
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DINO ✯ 231029 음악의 신
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tomorrowxtogether · 1 year ago
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231029 Yeonjun's Tweet
오랜만에 모아들을 위해 흑발로 돌아왔는데 어땠어요~? 좋았다구요? 알아요ㅎㅎ 막방까지 모아 덕분에 진심으로 너무 행복하고 즐거웠어요 늘 고맙고 너무 많이 사랑해요 ❤️
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I came back with black hair for the first time in a while MOAs did you like it~?
Are you saying you liked it? hehe
I was truly happy and had a great time until the last music show all thanks to MOAs
I am always grateful and I really love you so much❤️
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themoongirls12 · 1 year ago
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Vivi, Yves, Gowon, Hyeju singing along to "365" with Haseul & Choerry.
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skzgram · 1 year ago
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