#ogel

[the-swift-tricker]

this is really only meant for the half dozen people on tumblr that will actually understand it but i desperately want ogel to be the main villain of the third lego movie

#lego #the lego movie #the lego movie 3 #ogel #alpha team #swift-tricker's posts

[tamarahughes107]

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[0deadly-nightshade0]

“Innocent, naive, little doll”

summary - Coryo really hated everyone staring at his wife, he really detested it

A small smile rests on Coriolanus’ face as his pretty little wife comes out in her dress, the pink satin tight on her body, he hated it.

He knew every man and woman at that gala was going to be ogeling you all night.

His wife was too naïve to notice their longing stares, or the jealously of the women who were angry their husband couldn’t take his eyes off of the presidents wife.

Adored by all.

“You look beautiful, doll” He smiles, his hands moving to rest against her hips, the way her doe like eyes didn’t leave his, her love and infatuation with him was evident.

‘good’ he thought, he hated how weak she made him.

Any time he did try to be stern she melted it off, she stopped him from being so cold.

and he hated that too.

“Thank you!” She beams brightly, everyone adored that little, innocent, naïve little doll of his.

He hated that most of all.

As they arrived at the Gala, he watched everyones eyes dart to them, those pigs looking her up and down.

his arm gripping her waist tightly.

but when he looked down, his anger completely melted upon finding her looking at him, only him.

The small ‘CS’ charm around her neck glimmering in the light.

she was his.

only his.

and that necklace proved it, a true sign of owner ship.

#coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus x reader #coriolanus snow #coriolanus x you #hunger games #tbosas #tom blyth #tom blyth x reader

[bragibus]

#bastian ogel

[accuratenewsng]

IGP Commissions Ogele Divisional Police Headquarters, Seeks Nigerians Support On Insecurity

IGP Commissions Ogele Divisional Police Headquarters, Seeks Nigerians Support On Insecurity

The Inspector General of Police, Usman Alkali Baba on Wednesday commissioned the newly created Police Divisional Headquarters in Ogele, Asa local government area of Kwara State. The former Ogele Police Post was upgraded to a divisional status, courtesy of the communal efforts of the people of Ogele led by the Aare of Ogele, Alh Abubakar Ishola Aare. Speaking at the ceremony, the Inspector…

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#IGP #Insecurity in Nigeria #Kwara state #Ogele

[lilypadeater]

request!

could you do a Rick grimes smut where it’s sorta forbidden that they be together (age gap)

and reader is very sweet and hyperfeminine while Rick is moody and rugged

then one evening the reader thought she was alone, but then Rick ends up watching and catching her touching herself, then smut ensues 🤭

Darlin’

Rick Grimes x Fem!Reader

Summary- (Request)

Content Information: +18, MDNI, age gap (20 and 40s) Cussing, Smut, masturbating, p in v, unprotected, kissing, flirting, smoking, a lil angst, Unedited

The Georgia sun beat down on Rick's body as he lifted a dead walker into a truck. His body was damp from all the hard work he had been doing, from carrying hay bales to shooting walkers. You had your eyes set on him the moment he stepped foot on the farm. Something about him drew you in, capturing your heart and your mind. Currently, you were watching him load up the bodies of some walkers to burn from the safety of your kitchen window.

You rested your jaw on you hands and twirled the ribbon in your hair, daydreaming about him while he worked outside. Lost in thought, you didn't realize Maggie had entered the kitchen. She let out a sigh of annoyance when she noticed you were leaning out the window and gawking at Rick. Her frustrated voice snapped you out of your trance, "Are you kiddin' me? Again y/n? He's twice your age, get away from the window and stop starin' like a cat in heat."

You'd always try to sneak a peek at him as often as you could, but it was impossible to do without getting caught a few times. Maggie, your older sister, was always the one to detect it. She disapproved of your 'little crush,' but helped you keep it secret. If your father found out, he'd probably shoot Rick, and his group would be guaranteed an eviction.

Turning away from the window, you giggled, "Oh come on, Mags. I was just admiring the hard work he does for the farm. Don't act like you've never ogeled at that Glenn boy."

Maggie rolled her eyes, clearly displeased with your behavior. "Glenn's around my age. Just get your ass back to work, those dishes ain't clean," she huffed and walked out of the kitchen, leaving you alone.

After finishing the dishes, you had to go outside and feed the horses. Dusk was approaching and you were eager to finish all your tasks so you could find Rick. He always seemed irritated or busy, so you tried not to bug him. When you occasionally got the opportunity to talk to him, you always attempted to flirt. You were jittery and nervous around him, so it never came out the way you wanted it to. 'Accidental' hand brushes and small compliments were the furthest you were ever able to get, and you weren't even sure if he caught on.

Rick was helping Hershel fuel up the truck when he saw you head to the stables. His eyes traveled from the ribbon in your hair to the the hem of your short sun dress. You were perfect in his eyes. The sound of your soft voice was sweeter than honey, and the way you'd look at him with your big doe eyes enamored him. He could see how desperate you were for his attention in those pleading eyes, and it turned him on. Sometimes you'd even try and touch his hands, sending a rush of electricity to him. As much as he wanted to give into you, he knew things wouldn't end well for either of you if anyone found out. 'But that's only if anyone found out.'

The horses chowed down on their grains while you cleaned the stables up. Daryl had done most of the dirty work, so you were just organizing things. You were thinking about Rick the whole time, trying to figure out what you'd say to him if you ran into him. Most of the time it was small talk, followed by your unsuccessful flirting.

The stall doors creaked open as you stepped out, finally finished with your chores. It was almost night, so everyone had made their way to the house for dinner. 'Everyone except him,' when you spotted Rick smoking a cigarette on the porch. He seemed to be lost in thought and didn't bother acknowledging you when you approached him.

"Hey," you quietly greet, interrupting his focus.

Rick turned his head to you and grumbled, "Hey" before taking another drag from his cigarette. He took a second glance at you, his eyes lingering at your legs.

"Can I try?" You blurted, curiously looked at the cigarette.

He hesitated for a moment before dropping it to the ground and stepping on it. "Nah, they ain't any good for you," he answered smugly.

Your eyes shifted away from him in embarrassment from the rejection. He peered down at you and lifted your chin so you'd look at him. The sudden contact surprised you and met his mesmerizing blue eyes with your widened ones. His other hand snaked around you and pulled you closer to him.

Your heart was racing as you both hungrily stared into each other eyes. He tilted your head up and pulled your mouth to his in one swift motion. His hand traveled to the back of your neck and it sent shivers through your body. You wrapped your hands around his torso, pushing him against your body. The taste of the bitter tobacco filled your mouth as his tongue slipped through your lips. It made the kiss even more addictive.

After a few more moments of intertwining your tongues, Rick pulled away and held your waist. He breathlessly whispered, "That's what a cigarette tastes like, darlin'." His deep and raspy southern accent caused a pool of a warmth between your legs.

You were still in a spell from the passionate kiss, so you simply giggled in return. But Rick immediately straightened up when he heard the doorknob of the front door turn. Both of you quickly turned your heads to the door and took a step away from each other. Maggie came out and looked startled to see you both on the porch.

"Everyone's wonderin' where you guys are. What're y'all doin' out here?" She asked suspiciously and narrowed her eyes at you.

Your faces were flushed and the rapid breathing made it obvious. You spluttered, "I just finished my chores, and just y'know, we were just chattin'."

Maggie was unconvinced and furrowed her brows in disappointment from your weak attempt at lying. Rick completely ignored her question and pushed passed her to get into the house. She glared at him before stepping outside and closing the door behind her.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, y/n?! He's older than you and he has a kid for Christ's sake! Why the hell is he even after someone half his age?!" She hissed, clearly infuriated with the situation.

You could understand where she was coming from, but the world had gone to shit and none of what she said mattered anymore. Lori and Shane had officially gotten together, so Rick was single. And even though Lori and Shane were primarily caring for Carl, you didn't mind that Rick had a kid, especially because he was a sweet kid.

You were frustrated that Maggie ruined the moment and retorted, "It's not your life Maggie, stop being such a pain in the ass about it!"

She sighed and calmed down a little. "Whatever, y/n. Just don't get your little heart crushed by him. Now come in and your eat dinner, or I'll tell Daddy about Rick." There was a slight playful tone to her voice despite the threat.

You followed Maggie back into the house and ate dinner. Rick didn't glance in your direction even once the entire night, and it really did break your heart. Your family and Rick's group were talking together in the living room, but you decided to head to bed as soon as you finished your cold plate of food.

A part of you wanted to cry because of Rick's distance towards you after the kiss you shared, but the other part of you was still so giddy from it. You laid on your bed, still wearing your white sundress. The image of Rick wrapping his hands around you and kissing you replayed in your head. Wetness pooled between your thighs and you slid you hand under your skirt to alleviate the arousal.

Your eyes fluttered shut as you imagined it was Rick's fingers rubbing your clit. Small whimpers left your lips as you touched yourself and thought about him. A smile crept onto your lips when you remembered the way his husky voice called you "darlin'."

Rick felt awful. He was certain that you regretted the kiss, and he avoided looking at you all night. Seeing you was just another reminder of what he couldn't have, but he had the obligation to apologize for kissing you. Although he was infatuated with you, he would fully understand if you never wanted anything like that to happen again. It was all a mistake.

Rick saw you tip toe upstairs before he could apologize. After about half an hour, he decided to sneak away from the group in the living room to go see you. When he got to your door, he could hear your soft cries and whimpers, and it broke his heart. Rick thought you were crying because of what happened, and it made him even more determined to apologize. He softly knocked on the door, but you had been so lost in your pleasure that you hadn't noticed it.

The door slowly opened and he was dumbfounded to see you two fingers deep in your cunt instead of sobbing. "Fuck, baby, you touchin' yourself?" He asked in disbelief. Your brain was hazy with lust and you continued touching yourself in front of him. Your dress had ridden up from your bent knees, revealing your soaking wet pussy.

"Stay," you whimpered out and looked towards him with half-lidded eyes.

Rick shut the door and walked up to your quivering form on the bed. He felt his cock harden at the sight in front of him. Your eyes were glazed over and your climax washed over you. He watched as your legs squeezed together and you felt cunt clenched around your measly two fingers. Your pants and cries filled the room as you came down from your orgasm.

Turning your head to look at him, you noticed the huge bulge in Rick's pants. You slid your fingers out of yourself and crawled toward the side of the bed he was standing over. You got off the bed and crashed your mouth onto his. Rick's hands desperately grabbed at your waist and moved down to your thighs. Your hands were holding his head in place while you kissed him.

He suddenly lifted you up, eliciting a giggle. Your legs wrapped around his torso as your tongue entered his mouth. He moved toward the bed and laid you down on it, breaking the kiss. You began to unbutton his shirt as he hovered over you, but he gently grabbed you hands and held them in place. His deep, southern voice, mumbled, "Y'sure you wanna do this, darlin'?"

"Yes," You whimpered and wriggled your hands free. The kisses he was placing on your neck and chest tickled you, filling the room with your quiet giggles. Your hands went back to unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his toned and muscular body. He was even hotter than you’d imagined, scars littered his warm skin. You could traced his skin with your gentle touch, earning a quiet groan from him.

He moved away from your neck and lifted the dress over your arms, revealing your bare body. A smug grin formed on his face as he teased, “Such a dirty girl, y’ain’t even wearing anything underneath.” His calloused hands caressed your soft skin, sending chills up your spine. A whimper left yours lips as one of his hand wrapped around your breast and teased your nipple.

Rick’s other hand traveled up your thighs, but didn’t go in between them. He had no intention of giving you what you wanted without torturing you first.

His teasing was driving you crazy, so you moved your hands to his belt and decided to unbuckle it.

He quickly grabbed them again pinned them above your head. Those piecing eyes intensely stared you down at you.

"Beg me," He commanded, his darkness making the heat between your thighs even wetter.

“Please, fuck me already!” You pleaded, squirmed underneath him and grinded for some friction.

His other hand held your hips in place, “Use your words, baby.”

"Please, Rick, I need you inside of me," You whined and resisted his hold. He finally snapped and released you. Your hands immediately flew to his pants and unbuttoned them. He helped to get them off, and his hard cock sprang free.

You stared at it for a moment, trying to figure out how the hell it would fit inside of you. Before you could voice your concern, Rick grabbed your legs and rested them over his shoulders. Your pussy was dripping with arousal from all the teasing, and right now he was lining up his cock to it.

"Your so wet, darlin'. This all for me?" He smirked and slid his cock over your folds, taunting you.

"Fuck, oh god. I don't think it'll even fit," You whimpered.

"I'll be gentle," he replied and entered the tip of it into your desperate cunt. He gave you a few seconds before completely going inside in one thrust. You let out a gasp as his cock stretched you out painfully. Rick's idea of gentle was very different from yours. "Fuck, baby, you feel so good. Y'alright?"

"Mhm," you mewled out when the pain subsided, and pleasure replaced it as he slowly began moving. His thrusts were soft but your eager sounds encouraged him to go harder. He pounded into you mercilessly, and the only thing you could think of was how euphoric it felt.

You were engulfed in bliss as his cock slammed into you. The sound of your whimpers and his occasional groans were accompanied with the sound of skin smacking. Your eyes shut as you began approaching your climax, but he grabbed your face and ordered, "Keep those pretty eyes open for me." His breathless southern drawl was what sent you over the edge. You locked eyes with him as your cunt squeezed around him and erotic cries left your mouth.

Rick fucked you through your orgasm, causing you you dig your nails into the veiny arms holding your hips. He moaned and thrusted into you even harder, getting off on the pain. Your slick covered your inner thighs and most of his groin as you climaxed again from the overstimulation. His thrusts faltered and he slammed into you a few more times before pulling out, shooting ropes of hot cum over your stomach.

After catching his breath, Rick grabbed a some tissues from your nightstand and wiped off the cum on your stomach. He lifted you into his arms and whispered, “Our little secret, right, darlin’?”

🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀

GOOD LORD I AM A FUCKING CORNBALL

THIS SHIT WAS INSANE TO WRITE, YALL DONT UNDERSTAND. I added Maggie’s hatefulness to spice things up

Keep the requests coming, just like Rick

#rick grimes #the walking dead #rick grimes fanfiction #rick grimes fluff #rick grimes imagine #rick grimes smut #rick grimes x oc #rick grimes x reader #rick grimes x y/n #rick grimes x you

[hirik0]

Back to you part 2

part 1

Makarov/Yuri

Makarov worked through the whole night with a peacefully sleeping Yuri right next to him. He can't look away till he feels happiness spreading through his body, causing a strange feeling in his stomach. He brings his laptop back to the office before he goes in the Gym to start his morning routine. Trying very hard not to think about the sleeping Yuri in his bed and how that make him feel and telling himself that this is a one time think and it don't means anything. A voice in his head is wispering bi panic sounding oddly familiar. Triggering a very old memory from back in university.

"For someone that is straight you're looking very jealous at Yuri and his boyfriend", Milena says while standing next to him looking at the dance floor of the party in some fellow students home party room. "I'm not jealous, I just hate Jack that's a diffrent", Makarov hisses back, giving her a angry side eye. "So you didn't had a bi panic the other day at the lake over Yuri in swim wear?", Milena ask him not convinced by his explanation. Answering the side eye with a dont bullshit me look "I did not", Makarov answers her angry, he's not bi he like woman and if he pays a bit more attention to the eye colour now, than that's nobody's business but his.

He pushes the punshing back a bit harder then he needs. Hating that Milena was right all this eyars ago, that he had a 'bi panic' over Yuri back then and is having a revival now. He's not panicking, because there is nothing to panic about, because he is not bi and if he would be he was not intressted in his former best friend. Not now and not back in University. He is just happy to get Yuri back in his life nothing more. Deep down he knows hes lying to himself, but he pushes this thought down so deep it will never reappear.

Yuri wakes up when a wet piece of fabric is landing on his face. What the fuck, is going on. The first think he realises when he removes the towle from his face is that he is not in his own bedroom. His eyes end up on a nearly nacked Makarov. Freshly showered, water drops running down the muscular and tattooed back. Oh, oh no, what happened yesterday? Makarov disapers in to a walk in closet and Yuri is trying to not lose his shit. He looks down himself being still fully dressed, good, that's good right? Maybe it would have been better if he would have had sex with Makarov, because he remebers crying his eyes out in Makarovs office, more specificly against Makraovs chest. Yuri wants to disappear this is embarrassing. "Ah, you're awake", Makarov says when reapers from the closet, his very expensive looking button up still open giving Yuri a good look of his muscular tattooed chest. Yuri has the feeling that this picture is trying to burn itself to the inside eyes, Makarov looking a bit tired, hair still weat from his shower, still not fully dressed. A wet dream or in Yuris case a nightmare. "Yes", Yuri stammers our trying to keep on the last droplet of dignity. Trying to explain his reaction with the fact that he has a quite long dry spell and Makarov is atractive and Yuri is still half asleep. His eyes clued to Makarovs fingers slowly closing his dress shirt, hating how its runing his sight on Makarovs nacked chest. Makarov trys his best to not over analyse Yuris reaction, having to push down his thoughts again. He cant help the satifcation that is flodding him, how Yuri can't take his eyes of him. He is flaterd by Yuris unapologetic ogeling and Yuri in his bed, dangerous image. "Breakfast?", Makarov asks having to do something before he needs another shower. "You can cook? When we meet you could barely use a microwave", Yuri says confused, if Makarov wants to kill him, he could atleast have mercy and not do it with what ever he claims to be 'cooking'. "Yes, I can cook by now. If I cook myself I can't get posinent this way", Makarov explains rolling his eyes, things changed in the last 5 years, the other could really show some more trust. Yuri is unsure if he should say that he can eat something on the way back home, his stomach is not used to eat in his opinon bio weapon 'meals' Makraov made back in universety anymore. Yuri stands up from the bed streaching himself before following Makarov in the very mordern kitchen. That is only separate from the gigantic livingroom with a half wall that is used as a counter. "Still black coffee?", Makarov ask, while looking in the fridge. "Yes", Yuri answers trying not to look at Makarovs ass, the pants making this very hard. To save himself from another arkward situation he looks at Makarovs livingroom. A big black leather couch, a gigantic flat screen, some shelfs and a very big painting that look oddly familiar to Yuri.

He takes the coffee from the counter and again looks at the painting. "Something with wrong with the painting?", Makarov asks while cracking some eggs. "Is it from a French painter?", Yuri ask him, trying to get his mind if a nacked Makarov. "Don't know was a present from a buisness deal", Makarov answers shruging, he never spared a second glance at the painting since getting it. Yuri slips down the barstool he sat in to get a closer look at the painting and oh the painting is from the French painter he thought of, should he tell Makarov? "So you are intressted in art know?", Makarov asks him from the kitchen, trying to find a way to keep Yuri ins his life this time. "No, was at a art gallery show casing this artist ones, that's why I asked. Must be one of her older works", Yuri explains hasty trying to find somethingelse to look at. "How do you know?", Makarov asks looking at the painting seeing nothing but a nice landscape. "Oh, eh her eh more recent works are more eh complex I guess", Yuri stammers his vague answer, blushing a bit. "Yuri", Makarov says annoyed, clearly having picked up he's hiding something. Yuri drinks his coffee trying his hardest to ignore Makarov staring at him. "Yuri", Makarov repeats himself angry its just a painting whats to hide about it. "Yes?" Yuri fails to sound inoceny instead of stressed, very wasy for Makarovto pick up on. "Spit it out", the orders comes from the kitchen. "Eh.. Just look her up", Yuri trys to talk himself out of this he made it this far no need to risk to get killed over a stupid lewd painting. Makarov having even less patience for bullshit like this after working all night is throwing an apple at Yuri, hitting the back of Yuris head perfectly. Who rubs his head, before picking up apple from the floor, taking a big bit out of the fruite in a attempet it to stall time. "Yuri", Makarov growls as a last warning, sounding very sexy Yuris brain is registering. "It's just she's very famous for turning nude photography into landscape paintings", Yuri finally says, making Makarov nearly drop his cup of coffee. "What?", he asks into the room, while Yuri slowly moves back to the barstool. "You have hiden porn in your livingroom", Yuri says before biting in the apple again to not having to say more for a while. "You're joking right?", Makarov says holding a butter knife towards Yuri, who is just shaking his head. "I think I would know if porn would hang in my own fucking livingroom", Makarov tells him, nearly burning part of the breakfast, because hes distracted.

Yuri eats the appel shrugging and mentaly preparing to eat what Makarov is making. It at least smells eatable, but he thought that before and was sick for 3 days. "What do you do for work now?", Makraov asked before flipping the omlett. "Freelancer work, have a good reputation in IT", Yuri answers vaguely not ready to tell Makarov about his littel cyber crime buisness. The other man is shrugging at this fair point he would also not tell Yuri more details about his job. "You think the divorce will get over with fast?", Makarov asks, trying to get a feeling for when to ofer killing Jack and how much time he needs to lure Yuri back. "Forever", Yuri answers knowing Jack will only sign the papers when he has no other choice. "Want a permanent soultion?", Makarov asks, getting a laught from Yuri who probably is thinking this is a joke. "No, unhappy spouses are on the very top of the list of suspects for your permanent solution", Yuri answers amused, rolling his eyes as if Makarov would really kill Jack for him. "Well you dont even live in the same country anymore, how are you supost to do it?", Makarov points out, putting the omlett on a plate. "Hired someone of curse, you know with ties yo organised crime will be way to easy for the pigs to figure out", Yuri says rolling his eyes before he takes another sip of his coffee. "I think I know someone how would do it for free", Makarov says before making some fried eggs for Yuri. "Nothing is for free Vlad", Yuri tells him, especialy Makarov knows this all to well. "Okey a non money payment then", Makarov purrs, getting Yuri to blush again. Yuri is glad that Makrov shows mercy and gives him foot he can actually eat with out fear of getting food poisining. "God Yuri, my cooking was not that bad", Makarov coments Yuris inspection of the food, rolling his eyes. Yuri just gives him a very pointed look before eating the piece of egg on his forge. Makarovs phone is ringing saving Yuri from having to give a verbal answer. Makarov walks away towards his office to take the call and Yuri, bravely steals a bit of the omlett from his plate. And he now confidently say that egg dishes are something Makarov can actually cook by now.

Makarov returns a few minutes later clearly looking pisst at what ever the call was about. Yuri knows better then to ask, eats another appel. "So, you plan to return to the pit?", Makrov asks giving Yuri a deadly gaze when he notices part of his omlett is missing. "Oh common it was just the corner", Yuri defents himself knowing that Makarov hates sharing his food and you will die trying stealing some of his food, if he can stop you. "The pit", Makarov reminds him, letting Yuriget away with being a thief for now. "Could get hard with out a entery card", Yuri points out the obvious, what causes Makraov to slit something towards him. A credit card, that Yuri picks up and inspects carefull, realising this is not a credit card, but a VIP card for the pit and the more luxirous clubs Makraov likely owns, odd doppel use. Yuri plays with the card lost in thought. Giving Makarov the time to finish half of his breakfast in quite and peace. "Vlad?", Yuri suddenly asks sounding angry, getting a humm as answer. "Did you give me one of your whore cards?", Yuri asked him, the question lets Makrov drop the forge. Its not like that Yuri is wrong this is what the card is mainly used for, to get whores to hangout with him in the clubs, taking one home from time to time, but thats not why he is giving Yuri the card. He just wants to give Yuri a way back in and not to get Yuri in his bed. Liar, a small voice is wispering in his ear sounding like Milena. "I.. no...", Makrov stammers not even knowing what he should answer. Yuri finishes his coffee, slips down the barstool having a smirg on his face, clearly enjoying a speachless Makarov. "Well dont know what I expected from a guy that has porn hanging at this livingroom", Yuri says winking, putting the card in the back poket of his jeans and walks towards the exit. Makarov, fells his face turning warm if he would look in a mirror his could see how his cheeks are turning pink. "Its only a whore card if you give it back", he shouts after Yuri, stapping his omlett when he hears the door closing, Yuri didnt even gave him any reaction. "FUCK", Makarovs screams angrly, but Yuri took the card that must be a good sign.

#call of duty #cod mw3 #vladimir makarov #cod makarov #cod yuri #makayuri

[usgsbiml]

USGS Wild Bee Lab Press Release Embargoed until April 1, 2023 Feed:  USGS Bee Lab Providing Technical Advice to NASA Dateline: 31 March 2023 Press:  Intermittent transmissions from Mars detected a disturbing scene involving an unauthorized planetary landing. The carrier is unclear but unverified CIA intel points to the Ogel Cartel based in Denmark.  Ogel was contacted but during an emergency conference call Ogel representatives appeared only to mumble rather than speak. USGS Wild Bee Lab was asked by NASA to forensically evaluate the partial scenes which appeared to involve some sort of crash landing.  Our experts determined that the space vehicle was clearly disabled prior to landing and that it and its crew were being attacked by Giant Space Bees.   Normally these bees simply stay in the upper atmosphere of Mars where they harvest cyanoplankton to feed their young.  It appears that the spaceship was attacked while circling the planet and Deep Space Network audio indicates that poor Space Bee diction by the craft personnel created the sense by the Space Bees that these interlopers were there to eat their babies’ internal organs and makes hats out of the rest. Things deteriorated immediately afterwards.

#bee #bees

[swoletergeist]

help me i've been captured by ogel's mutant squid

[faerinsgardenofsecrets]

Decided to post this, it's going off of this pin because people kept asking for it to be written 🖤

It was early in the morning and for some reason whoever passed Draco Malfoy, could tell he's was about to snap.

It's been like this for a few weeks and no one knows why. That is, no one outside of dracos circle.

"Dray stop starting at Potter, he's nothing honestly" Pansy said.

Draco was doing his daily ogeling of Harry Potter, it was lunch time and you could see Harry Potter accross the great hall. That is only because Draco threatened all students in his way of Harry's view.

"I'm not staring, Just Zoning out." Draco Rolled his eyes and continued to look at Harry as he playfully flirted with his Friend Seamus Finigan. And What The Fuck, He's Not supposed to do that. AND WHY DOES HE LOOK HOTTER. Draco was infuriated. For weeks he'd been watching Harry and crushing on him. Which Is not true according to Draco. And He's so over watching Harry not be his.

For weeks he'd gone to his room as a perfect this year and Jerked of at the thought of potter. The look of his lips, his smile, the way his voice gets higher when he's nervous. The thought of how warm his lips would be. the way his hands would look around Draco, In any sense.

The next day wasn't much better, They were in Snapes classroom. Snap was going on and on about some curse but Draco could barely hear, Cause potters biting on his quill probably thinking about quidditch but still, he looks so fucking attractive. And dracos about to explode and grab potter, run to the nearest empty classroom and either yell at him or slam his lips onto potter. Before he knows it, class ends and he's staring at an empty seat. Harry already left and so has dracos friends. "this is ridiculous" Draco said. A grunt came from accross the room and Draco snapped his head in that direction, snap say at his desk look rather smug. "Malfoy, Potters out in the corridors, run along now" Snape Smirked and Fuck Draco lost track of time and Snape caught on. He hurried out of the looking up and saw Potter Now talking to his friends and laughing that adorable laugh after Neville makes a joke. And if Draco doesn't do something he's gonna throw himself of the astronomy tower. "POTTAH come with me" Draco tried his best to seem pissed. But he was still thinking about the way Harry's eyes crinkle when he laughs. "what do you want Malfoy" Harry rolled his eyes. "If this is about the match yesterday, I don't know why you're still upset you lost" Harry didn't seem to understand and Draco was getting frustrated by the second. He grabs Harry and walks to the nearest classroom before any of Harry's friends could protest. H'ed locked the door and put a silencing spell on the room. Turning around to see Harry tilting his head in confusion, and okay draco is definitely dead. Why'd potter have to do that? "Fucking hell POTTAH" Draco grabbed Harry and pressed him against on of the tables. "you're so annoying" Before potter could protest Draco slammed his lips. For a minute Harry froze, Draco could feel it. But then he relaxed and kisses back harder, as though he'd thought about this as much as Draco had.

#harry potter #draco lucius malfoy #draco malfoy #And then they have a heart helf conversation about their long time crushes #because their idiots #also can we talk about the tension throughout the movies with them?? omfg

[bricksxbooks]

Just more plants, please

I support this product idea on LEGO Ideas, and you should, too!

#lego #lego ideas #product idea #garden #plants #flowers #succulents #houseplants

[acid-gramma]

nej biraz da real life talk konusmasi yapalim… bn 22 yasindayim fizigim guzel uzun boyluyum fln ama gercekten cirkin biriyim. yuzumdeki butun ogeler guzellik algilarinin zit gorunusleri. Hic pretty privilege deneyimlemedim ya da hic biri bana guzel oldugumu soylemedi. Kendime bu kadar yuzeysel bakmayi da yakistiramiyorum ve estetik islerine girersem sonunun gelmeyecegini biliyorum. Ben kendimi guzel hissetmezken baska birinin beni guzel bulma ihtimali cok uzak geliyor. Bu nedenle karsi cins bana yaklastiginda hep seks icinmis gibi geliyor, beni begendiklerine inanmiyorum. ya da bir iliski icerisinde oldugumuzda ortalama guzellikte biri bile partenirime yesil isik yaksa ona gider gibi hissediyorum. ama bu hislerim kendime cok low geldigi icin disariya karsi hep kendiyle barisik insani oynuyorum. simdiye kadar bana yaklasan hoslandigini/sevdigini soyleyen insanlar olsa da onlari hayatima almadim, daha once hic bi iliski yasamadim. umarim body dismorphia yasiyorumdur ve dusundugum kadar cirkin degilimdir…

cok tatlisin... kiyamam...

cirkinsen bile cirkin aurasi diye bir sey var ozguvenli cirkinler bambaska oluyor tum cihani pesinde kopek eder. bi yandan da guzel olup guzel olmayanlar var. bi yandan herkesin ilgisi farkli herkesin zevki farkli durumu mevcut. cirkin oldugun senaryoda bile ki sanmiyorum cirkin oldugunu insanlar beni sevmez ki diye dusunmek hastalikli

[crunchetime]

Ogel Bhuthellor [he/him]

Vedalken Rogue, Phantom

Having served for over a decade as a custodian for various extraplanar facilities, Ogel is used to going unseen by the masses. His fellow workers, however, only had good things to say about him. He helped found a union on nearly every station he worked on, much to the chagrin of the management. Ogel would love to say the work paid well, but the benefits had run dry a long time ago, and so he eventually - begrudgingly - switched jobs. He left his final job at a particularly deadly mining rig and traveled to the material plane.

Now jaded by his years of thankless work, Ogel began to dabble in criminal work. He excelled as a lookout for other criminals, despite his sensitivity to sunlight and initial difficulties with depth perception. However, once he managed to pilfer a magic set of optics, his eyesight became near-perfect at up to a full kilometer, earning him the nickname "Eyeball" among his teammates for his indispensable spotting skills.

It is said that that old rig, where Ogel spent his last "honest" hours as a worker, holds the souls of those caught within its infernal engines. Those rumors stuck with Ogel, as did the whispers he thought he'd only imagined hearing during his late shifts. Cruel moments in the lives of dead laborers cling to Ogel and his revolutionary spirit, demanding he seek vengeance for the injustices of bosses and bureaucrats.

Now, having fallen in with a ragtag band of rebel adventurers, Ogel's feral eagerness to spill blue blood is veiled behind his smooth, deep voice and cool demeanor.

[So Ogel isn't like a straight up Vedalken, obviously, I'm just using the gameplay stats and such. I'll probably come up with a name for this species eventually. The ethos is kinda like, taking bits and pieces from the designs of the Cloaker and Roper monsters. I like the idea that maybe this species of humanoid is native to the Underdark (or some equivalent). They might even have some relation to beholderkin or something.]

#Vedalken #cyclops #my art #artist on tumblr #digital art #my oc #oc #my oc art #dnd art #character art #dnd character #dnd character design #dnd character art #dnd oc #dungeons and dragons art #dungeons and drawings #anthro

[ogelevil]

Hi I’m Ogel Evil

Hey everyone, I’m Ogel Evil and I’ve come to Tumblr to share my minifig photography. I shoot most of my planned shots on my Canon R5 (that’s why I just had to give my sigfig a white lens) but I try to carry a minifigure with me everywhere so sometimes I pull out my phone and shoot on it too.

I also love doing photos and stop motions of my LEGO set builds which I share over on Instagram (@ogel_evil) along with short reviews if that interests you.

I’ve been collecting LEGO for over 30 years now and I still find the mini figures are the most fun part of any set. I’m looking forward to seeing lots of LEGO photography here as part of the Tumblr BrickCentral.

#brickcentral #legophotography #legominifigures #lego #afol

[binkybonkles]

Revised Ideal lineup and opinions

Technic: Would like to have some psuedo-rahi technic creatures with functions, but I'll be content with cool bikes

Racing: Xalax Reboot; normal minifigs with alien heads (they'd all still be part of the same species) on simple pullback motor vehicles

Trains: Steam locomotives combined with the old Western theme

Dinosaurs: Break away from Jurrassic Park and remake Johnny Thunder's Dino Island adventure with a few standalone generic dinos

City: Go back to Town, return to those simple house builds and gas stations

Space: LIFE ON MARS REBOOT I BEG OF YOU!

Constraction: (Hear me out) Brick Built Bionicle. Figure Focused. No Printed parts or Minifigs, tons of articulation. Matoran and Toa sized folks get mixel joints, Titans use Ball and ratchet joints. Mask/Head packs. Get people who grew up with Bionicle to do the story.

+4: Small children have tablets, Right? Animal Crossing knockoff but it's Fabuland, and you can (physically) buy the villagers in packs of 3-5

Girls: Friend's seems to be super popular, for good reason, but I liked Elves for the dragons. Fantasy version of Friends? I dunno, I'm not a little girl, but I'd buy it if they brought the dragons back

Other Classics: Can't touch this, don't know enough about it, but I'll personally just throw Castle/Vikings/Ninjas/Pirates/Pharoahs in the same box

Action: Also can't touch this, I liked Nexo and Chima, hate Ninjago, Don't like Monkie Kid for purely aesthetic reasons, and have no opinions on Dreamzzz. Just gimme Ogel and the Alpha Team back

#lego #bionicle

[cum-rade]

Going to start my own brand of knockoff Legos called "ogels" and all of the kits will be for making models of big busty milves