#luring

[huariqueje]

Decoy - Rosie Snell , 2007.

British , b. 1971 -

Oil on panel , 135 x 191 cm.

[moon-heart22]

Make you drown

Merman x reader

Summary: He lures you into the water, stealing you away. There will be no escape. You are lost and fully his.

TW: Minor DNI!, stealing, nearly drowning, manipulation, forced relationship, breeding, P in V, unprotected sex, female atonomy, swearing, biting, marking, mention of pregnancie, smut under the cut, smut

There are things, we are not able to control in our lives. Many things that are unknown to us. If we would know them, where would the fun be in finding out? Beyond the world lies nothing, only despair. A black hole that will swallow you up, drown you in darkness.

Right now, you were sitting on the shore of the beach. Looking out into the far ocean, your eyes fixed on the horizon. The sun has long gone down, and the cold is already starting to creep up your bones. What were you doing here, again? Waiting. Waiting for something to get you. It all started three weeks ago, after a visit to this exact beach, when you heard a beautiful voice singing. Crystal clear, enchanting and otherworldly. Made your body act on it's own. Your friends had to snap you out of it. If they wouldn't have, you would have walked straight into the water and drowned.

After that, you found yourself waking up on the beach every single time after you fell asleep. You must have started sleepwalking, which was unlike you. You never sleepwalked before. A chant reached your ears again, and your gaze flicked to the water. Your toes got cold when the waves started to creep up to you higher. Out there, not so far from you, was something or someone in the water. It was too dark to be able to catch more of the thing in the water, it came closer to you though. Closer and closer. Chanting. It sounded like the thing out there was chanting for you. Only for you. Standing up, you brushed the sand off your dress. You don't know why you put it on before leaving for the beach, you just did.

You slowly but surely made your way into the water. It was like you had no control over your body, like you were forced to go deeper and deeper into the cold. Waves push your body backwards the deeper you get inside. Struggling to keep standing on your feet when the water reaches up to your hips now. You are close, so close, to the thing now. A gasp leaves your lips when you see a long purple tail that belongs to the creature. "Come closer." Its chanting makes you move again. The voice sounds so beautiful.

A wide grin spreads across the merman's mouth, showing his teeth. He licks his lips, swimming back a little so you have to get deeper into the water. He wants you to have to swim to reach him. A chuckle leaves him when he sees you struggling to get to him. It's like you have lost the ability to swim while under his manipulation. His chants are working way too good. You don't stop struggling and, when you are not able to stand anymore because you are way too deep in the water, you sink. Your brain is still fogged up with the chanting. The merman dives down and sees you trying to get back to the surface. Poor thing. He swims skillfully towards you and holds your hands to stop your struggling.

Your lungs fill with saltwater. It hurts, hurts so much. The need to scream, fight and cry fills up your head. It all stops when you feel hands grabbing yours. The figure in front of you smiles wickedly. Leaning closer towards you, your heart starts to race. Its tongue licks over your face. The texture feels weird. Behind it is a big, purple tail. What the fuck!? A...a merman? Cold lips crash against yours and you are suddenly able to breathe again. Strong arms wrap around your body and press you against him. He must have started to swim, because you feel pressure on your body and his tail moving.

Realisation chrused over you, you were deep in the ocean now. You are not able to escape his hold. Even if, you would drown. Is it only because of him that you can breathe and see underwater? That the pressure around you isn't crsuhing your body like it should. You feel strangely at ease. Maybe you are dreaming. Yes that must be it. A dream. Its not real.

Deeper and deeper he brings you to his cave deep in the ocean. He is a very fast swimmer and it doesn't take him long to reach his cave. Very good hidden from other prying eyes that might want to steal his treasures. His terretory was still full of life and he prayed it would stay this way. Other merman have lost theirs, due to the ocean changing because of your species. The plants down here get sick, the food, everything around you makes you sick. Luckily not here. His magic can hinder or delay it a little longer.

In his cave, there are algae that glow. He gently places your body into his makeshift nest. Shells, chests, gold, bones, and many more things are hidden away in his cave. He protects it like a beast. You are still under his spell. You look just as beautiful as the first time he caught a glimpse of you. From that moment on, he knew you belonged to him. Belonged amongst his treasures. Normally, he hates your kind, you, however, are different. He knows it. After he caught a glimpse of you, the need to breed came over him. It's natural. All mermen and mermaids have it. He never has experienced it.

His cock, hidden behind his slit, sprang free. Hard and ready to mate. Only after jerking off multiple times was he able to think clearly. He needed you. Steal you. Make you his. He has waited so long for this. Now, you are amongst his treasures. The brightest amongst them. He will mate with you, breed with you, fill you up with his eggs. Make you have his kids. You will have his kids, and they will look beautiful, just like you.

Your dress floats underwater, revealing your beautiful legs. He likes your legs; they are so beautiful, fleshy, meaty. His long fingers start to run through your hair, pulling strands towards his nose, breathing you in. Soon, you will smell like him. His cock is pressing against his slit, ready to burst through. His shaft is filling with fluids, leaking some behind his slit. He needs you, needs you now. His long nails gently scratch your scalp before he pulls them away. "Time to mate, my treasure." Before you even can register what he said, he presses you down.

His cock sprang free, hard and ready. The fluid he leaked still stuck to his big tip and shaft. He ripped off your dress, your bra, and your panties. Now naked beneath him, he studied your body. You have no scales on you, just skin and hair. He loves that; he wouldn't have minded either if you would have had scales. He kisses you, his tongue licking over your lips. A gasp leaves your lips. Only now, awareness seems to flicker in your eyes. "What are you doing to me?" Your voice echoes through the water. His fingers trace down, between your breasts, closer to your middle. "Don't worry, my treasure. I will make you happy. So happy you will never want to leave again."

Your brain is foggy, yet you feel good. You want him to make you feel good, make you happy, so you will never want to leave him. His tongue invades your mouth, exploring it. His fingers find the spot that aches, needs attention. You moan against his lips, and he smiles happily. He has you under his spell. He gently bites your lips, and his other hand kneads the flesh of your breast. He likes them. They feel good, soft. He will have all the time in the world to use them how he likes. His lips move lower, leaving goosebumps on your skin. His mouth takes in one of your nipples, sucking on them. Biting into your flesh.

Your toes curl, his fingers still playing with your sensitive bud. When he is fully satisfied with his bite mark around your nibble, he licks over it and moves to the other breast. "My beautiful treasure." Your legs tremble and you feel the knot inside your belly get tighter. You are close. So close. Your hands go to his head, pressing his head against your breast. Waves of pleasure shooting through you. Your head falls back as your back arches up. His tail flicks to the side, crashing down onto the stone. A growl like sound reaches your ears. He lets go of your nipple with a pop, and bites down into your flesh, leaving another bite mark on it. "All mine."

Just before you crash over the edge, you feel his hand move away. A sound of displeasure leaves your lips. That is not fair. You need that orgasm. You want it so badly. A smile is on his lips, and you feel something heavy and hard press against your stomach. Fluid leaks onto it. "My, my, you are a greedy one, aren't you?" His teasing drives you mad. His tail moves under you when he gently lifts you up. You spread your legs, looking up at him. Begging him to fuck you. His hand grabs yours and he brings it down towards your bodies. There, you feel it. His hard shaft. It feels good in your hands and his eyes hold. "You like it?" He cocks his head, thrusting into your hand. You are nearly pushed off his tail. His hand shoots to your hips and he holds you in place.

"Do you like it?" He looks deeply into your eyes, waiting for you to answer. You nod, knowing this will not be enough; you open your mouth. "Yes, yes I like it!" His lips crash onto yours and he lines himself up with your entrance. Thrusting into you, bottoming out inside you. Your pussy trying to adjust to his size. He is so big. Your head spinning. His tongue dives into your mouth, playing with yours. "My treasure...my treasure...my beautiful treasure!" He chants over and over again. When he feels that you are comfortable, he starts to move. His fluid makes him slip in and out of you easily. Your whole body burns like fire.

His nails dig into your plump flesh as his hips piston against yours. His tip kisses your cervix with each thrust he makes. You should be in pain, but you aren't. It feels so good. Your pussy clenches around his cock, your orgasm crushing over you. A silent cry leaves you. "Yes...my treasure! I love how you clench around me. Come for me, and me alone!" He doesn't stop. Pounding into you with unnatural strength. His groans and growls fill your mind. Your whole body is overwhelmed with pleasure. There is nothing in this world anymore, but you and him.

He feels his own high fastly approaching, and with the way your pussy is milking his shaft, it wouldn't take long anymore till he buries himself deeply inside you and fills you up with his eggs. Breeding his beautiful treasure. Making you round with him. The thought of your round belly makes his cock twitch inside your pussy. Fuck, how beautiful your ripe body will look. The round belly, your breasts swollen with milk. His mouth waters at the thought.

He cries out, burying himself deeply inside of you. His tip kisses your cervix once more. Slowly but surely, his eggs flow out of him and into you. He holds you down. Pressing you tightly against him. His body trembling, just like yours. When he feels the last egg go inside you, he sighs happily. He doesn't pull out. He needs to stay in a while longer, so the eggs don't drip out of you.

You struggle beneath him but when he kisses you, you calm down. You feel so full. Your whole body feels so amazing. He smiles down at you his tongue licking over your face. "My beautiful treasure, soon round. How i love my beautiful treasure" He mumbles against your face. His arms wrapping around you. He mumbles sweet nothings against your skin. His tail shifting beneath you, so the both of you are comfortable. "You will be such a beautiful mother...my treasure is already so beautiful" His strokes you gently and you believe him. He is your world now.

The world above is gone and important is only the world beneath. By his side. His treasure till the end of time.

[trexalicious]

Parents are on edge in North Texas after two attempted separate child luring/abduction attempts. Please watch your children, remind them to beware of strangers and be vigilant...

[poki6ix]

Gosh...the angle is killing me

[fetznerdeathrecords]

Luring - Malevolent Lycanthropic Heresy

Black Metal from Pennsylvania, U.S.

Belonging to the Order of the Broken Sword circle which includes labelmates AZATHOTH'S DREAM and WULDORGAST, LURING made their public debut in 2018 with the Interitu Caret Devotione ad Coronam Satanas demo. From there, with the successive full-lengths Victory Fires Ablaze Under the Banner of Lucifer and the IRON BONEHEAD-released Triumphant Fall of the Malignant Christ last year, LURING have slowly-yet-assuredly become one of the most exciting developments in American black metal of recent years, effortlessly finessing a stridently classicist form that doesn't point toward preceding idioms too obviously nor overly.

1. Ravaged by the Teeth of God 03:49 2. Chalice of Splintered Dreams 04:07 3. Born with the Devil's Marking 07:12 4. Black Death Elixir 02:17 5. The Odious Gaze of Chronos 07:20 6. We Come from the Shadows at His Command 04:50 7. Dying Wolf Beneath the Stars 05:18 8. Burial Opus 01:18

Release date: December 13th, 2024 via @ironboneheadproductions

Luring

BOW BEFORE THE ORDER OF THE BROKEN SWORD.

[photozoi]

The Wizzard and his Fox .... you will note the Wizzard has put Jeep’s chicken on the deck and is waiting for his friend to come and join him. Luring a courser. Look at him hoping his bribe works!

the Wizzard, Borzoi

[ranah-upaya]

Jangan Menghancurkan Karakter Anak Lewat Jamkos

Suasana kegiatan belajar mulai dapat dikondisikan. Anak – anak mulai aktif masuk ke sekolah. Beberapa tanggapan, ada yang semangat belajar, ada juga yang akan merindukan masa pembelajaran daring, karena memiliki waktu yang lebih panjang. Respon yang didapatkan beragam. Karena hampir sekitar 2 tahun, situasi dan kondisi tak sekondusif dahulu, anak – anak hampir kehilangan fitrahnya. Kultur sosial yang mulai luntur, dan anti sosial yang semakin adiktif, rebahan yang semakin bertambah. Tentu semua tidak bisa hanya menyalahkan keadaan, apalagi harus menyalahkan tanpa adanya aksi cepat tanggap, ataupun terlalu skeptis dengan statis. Sibuk mengunggah cuitan, tanpa mau ikut – ikutan.

Tuhan, tak mungkin sedang berdrama. Setiap makhluk harus selalu sadar tentang apa yang seharusnya dijaga. Anak – anak kita semua, adalah titipan yang sangat berharga untuk dijaga selama – lamanya. Mereka akan menjadi aset dunia akhirat yang tak akan pernah bisa terjual berapapun rupiah harganya. Sama halnya dengan guru, bagaimanapun caranya seorang guru tetaplah menjadi seorang figur pertama atau pengganti orang tuanya saat di sekolah dan di kelasnya.

Tapi, maraknya kejadian yang ada. Apa mugkin kita semua lupa dengan kewajiban kita sebagai orang tua atau pendidik pada semestinya. Atau mungkin kita kewalahan dengan perubahan iklim pada setiap aspeknya? Mungkin saja, kita terlalu lama rebahan sampai terperanjat saat dunia dan tanggung jawab memanggil kita. Publik mengabarkan begitu hebat. Sontak, semua lapisan masyarakat kini mulai serabutan berebut nasib dan jatahnya.

Miris sebenarnya, dengan reality shock yang tercipta pasca pandemi. Apalagi di bidang pendidikan, di masa terbaik anak anak yang pasti akan dirindukan. Masa pembentukan karakternya, masa penggemblengan mentalnya, masa pendadaran dirinya. Seharusnya, masa minimum untuk mengenyam pendidikan selama 12 tahun, bisa mereka nikmati hak dan kewajibannya secara sempurna, tapi di masa seperti ini kita justru melalaikannya. Adanya perubahan jadwal belajar mengajar campuran ini, memang lumayan ‘sedikit’ membuat para tenaga pendidik memutarbalikkan fikiran bahkan arah tujuan pendidikannya. Ternyata bukan hanya imun saja yang kian melemah. Tapi kepercayaan pada diri, baik saat beinteraksi, saat mengajar, saat beraktivitas. Itu semua sangat mempengaruhi iklim peradaban di masa yang akan datang. Karena, mau tidak mau, kita tidak akan pernah hidup abadi selamanya, akan lahir generasi dari anak cucu kita yang akan melanjutkan perjuangan selanjutnya.

Harap harap pasti, ternyata tak pernah digarap apa yang harusnya terjadi. Sungguh, realita sangatlah menyakitkan. Ternyata, bukan pandemi yang membunuh karakter itu semua. Tapi, memang sudah terkikis hati nurani kita sebagai pendidik seharusnya. Seharusnya, anak – anak sangat responsif dan tentu bahagia saat menyambut hari harinya saat sekolah. Bukan karena berkurangnya pekerjaan rumah yang menggunung saat pembelajaran daring, tapi mereka dapat bertemu orang tua keduanya serta kawan – kawannya. Ternyata tidak, semua impulsif. Begitupun seharusnya terjadi pada guru – gurunya. Seharusnya bisa lebih semangat karena bertemu murid muridnya di sekolah. Bukannya guru yang baik akan selalu dirindukan oleh murid – muridnya?

Realita yang terjadi berubah sedemikian rupa dahsyatnya. Banyak keterbengkalaian terjadi di segala penjuru. Suasana yang terjadi, yang kami kira akan menjadi suasana yang paling dirindukan, ternyata justru berbalik arah. Guru tidak merindukan muridnya, apalah muridnya yang semakin tidak terarahkan. Jamkos atau jam kosong saat pembelajaran marak terjadi dimana mana. Entah lupa atau memang suah terbiasa meninggalkan jejak tanpa dosa. Ternyata hal ini sangat memberikan pengaruh yang cukup besar pada pembentukan karakter setiap anak.

Guru hanya sekedar memberikan tugas untuk dikerjakan, jika masih ingat. Kalau tidak, anak anak sama sekali tidak mendapatkan hak seharusnya sebagai murid. Mereka tidak mendapatkan hak seharusnya dalam wujud ilmu, atau mungkin siraman rohani, pembenahan akhlak, sapaan, teguran, dan masih banyak pendidikan yang didapatkan dari keteladanan seorang guru. Guru memberikan sebuah tugas atau kewajiban untuk dikerjakan, mereka mendapatkan hak dari guru yaitu beruba ilmu, teladan, contoh, nasehat, pesan singkat dan lain sebagainya. Lalu, apa hak yang didapatkan dari seorang murid? Tentu, guru juga mendapatkan hak berupa kecintaan, penghormatan bahkan doa dari seorang murid untuk gurunya.

Lantas, apabila kita hanya memberikan suatu kewajiban tanpa memberi hak seharusnya kepada seorang murid, atau hanya ingin mendapatkan pemenuhan hak; kita ingin dihormati, dicintai, didoakan, tetapi kita tidak memberikan hak dan melaksanakan tugas seharusnya.

Lantas, apakah selayaknya mendapatkan itu semua? Dzhalim!

Seharusnya kita berkaca pada diri. Kita tahu dan mengerti apa tugas dan kewajiban. Tidak bisa hanya sekedar menuntut, marah, protes tanpa kita sadar apa yang seharusnya dilakukan bersama. Lantas, kita hanya bisa marah? Memberikan nilai yang buruk? Menghakimi seorang murid, anak nakal? Anak bodoh? Anak malas? Tanpa berkaca bahwa sesungguhnya guru itu sendiri yang lebih tidak tahu orang lain apalagi dirinya sendiri. Jam Kosong, akan menjadi dosa yang sangat besar bagi seorang pendidik. Lain halnya, memang jika ada kepentingan yang sangat mendesak, sampai nyawa menjadi ancamannya. Tapi, jika hanya ingin beristirahat leha leha, bosan bertemu dengan anak anak, ataupun ingin memenuhi hak yang tidak menjadi prioritasnya. Cobalah kita bertanya dan menerawang, peradaban apa yang tercipta dalam kehidupan anak cucu kita?

Masa yang paling menyenangkan dan yang dirindukan, adalah masa saat menuntut ilmu. Sampai kapanpun jenjangnya, jika tujuannya untuk menuntut ilmu pasti akan menjadi suatu perjalanan yang begitu menyenangkan dan sulit untuk dilupakan. Jadi, jangan pernah nodai sejarah anak anak kita hanya karena meninggalkan mereka tetap menjadi bodoh sebab ketidaksadaran kita. Jamkos memang terasa nikmat, menyenangkan, tidak melelahkan. Tapi, percayalah. Kenikmatan dan ketidaklelahan seorang guru itulah yang akan menjadi dosa paling besar untuk dihisab di akhir hayatnya. Wallahu a’lam.

[altovadex]