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Nichrome to showcase its superior food packing solutions @BAPAFoodpro-2022
Bangladesh’s largest professional food technology and processing exhibition BAPA Foodpro International Expo 2022, is just round the corner! And the world’s leading integrated packaging solutions provider, Nichrome India Limited is all set to participate in this mega event and showcase its cutting- edge innovations in the packaging domain here. And the biggest integrated packaging machine supplier Nichrome India Limited will take part in the event.
About BAPAFoodpro 2022
BAPAFoodproInternational Expo 2022 is being hosted by the Bangladesh Agro Processors Association (BAPA) and will be held between November 18-20 at Dhaka.
…And here Nichrome will feature its potato chip packaging machine, chub packaging machine, spices packaging machine, liquid pouch packaging machine, automatic sachet packing machine, pouch sealing machine, pouch packing machines, airtight food packaging machine, and small packaging machine.
Attendees at the event will have access to Bangladesh’s largest pool of food tech equipment manufacturers and experience first-hand demonstrations of end-to-end production lines. Exclusive packaging solutions for startups and small-medium enterprises are the highlight of the event.
Nichrome in Bangladesh
Global packaging tech giant Nichrome India Limited has been operating in Bangladesh for decades. Armed with over four decades of brand equity and trust, Nichrome’s expertise in the field of integrated packaging solutions, and superior manufacturing quality is literally unparalleled. Nichrome’s compact, and affordable solutions are bespoke. They are capable of being customised for any space, budget, or performance expectations.
Nichrome is seldom equalled in offering a wide portfolio of automated machines using next-gen packaging technologies. A preferred and trusted brand in its class in Bangladesh, Nichrome has an enduring legacy of innovation, deep domain expertise and manufacturing excellence.
Nichrome creates value for Bangladeshi customers with its solutions for all packaging industries big and small and for use-cases ranging from the conventional and emerging. Nichrome’s integrated and automated packaging solutions span the entire packaged product lifecycle. Nichrome’s application-specific solutions are bolstered by reliable service and support.
Liquid Pouch Packing Machines
Nichorme’s high-performing Viscous Liquid Pouch Packing Machines are bespoke. Usually as per industry standards, they are manufactured with diving nozzles for anti-foaming, anti-drip, and shut-off nozzles. Containers are cleaned of dust and bacteria using online vacuum cleaning technology. They are normally flushed with nitrogen to extend the shelf life of the product that is filled. Automated oil filling machines are usually centre seal pouch sealing machines. They are fitted with a geared pump base that works at variable speeds. Such a machine can fill 1000 to 1200 pouches per hour.
Nichrome’s Solutions for Food Packaging
The demand for airtight food packaging has been growing steadily over the last decade. Need for convenience, hygiene considerations and influx of ready-to-eat and ready-to-cook options, driven by changing lifestyles, growing incomes, and increasing mobility are driving this demand.
Consumers now prefer packaged edible oil, food grains, milk, snacks, sweets, etc. over the traditionally popular loose products. The pandemic has underlined the need for proper food packing.
Supermarkets and restaurants too are opting for packaged staples, pre-packaged salads and cut vegetables, etc. Many food sellers are shifting to selling pre-made meals that are then frozen or packaged in film-covered trays. Nichrome’s best-in-class integrated solutions span a plethora of applications like packaging sugar, grains, edible oil, snacks, milk, powder, salt etc.
Nichrome’s world-class solutions
Wing 200 E-Line Snack Pack
Nichrome’s Wing 200 E-Line Snack Pack exclusive packaging solution for startups and small-medium enterprises is a resounding success story. It comes with technology that can pack up to 1 Kg per pack with the accurate weighing. Equipped with servo driven systems, it has a maximum speed of 80 pouches per minute. It is compact and fits well with any existing and new filling line.
Sprint 250 Plus Servo Auger
Nichrome’s Sprint 250 Plus Servo Auger is a super performing high-end packing machine that can fill up to 2 Kg of food per bag. Nichrome’s Sprint 250 Plus Servo Auger offers speed, accuracy, and efficiency for flexible packaging of a wide variety of snacks, grains, powders, etc.
Sprint 250 Plus Servo Auger is an automated machine with CE marked PLC and touch screen HMI. Its servo motor driven sealing system can effectively seal with pressure levels maintained. It is programmed to pull the exact length of film required for packaging and offers a perforation system to deliver a chain of small pouches.
Excel 400 Plus
Nichrome’s Excel 400 Plusis a flexible and versatile packaging solution for a wide range of applications. Excel 400 Plus comes equipped with control engineering programmable logic controller and touch-screen human-machine interface. It is fitted with an AC motor driven bag length control mechanism, pneumatic/servo motor driven horizontal sealing mechanism, and print mark scanner to use panel printed film. Expeditious and easy changeover and built-in jumbo roll trolley for increased productivity makes the Excel 400 the right choice for many applications. Excel 600 model is also available for bulk packaging solutions.
Conclusion With automated Nichrome packaging solutions, you do not just get machines to do this. We also hand hold you through the entire operation end-to-end. We believe in providing total turnkey automated secondary packaging solutions that will meet your packaging requirements like a glove.
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Spices Packaging Machine Manufacturer
Ess Pee Packaging Pvt. Ltd is a leading spices packaging machine manufacturer in India, and they have been supplying machines to many other states as well. They are known for their quality products and services. The company used the latest and excellent material for machines. The machines should be easy to clean and easy to use. Ess Pee Packaging Machines is certified by ISO.
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Spice Pouch Packing Machine Manufacturers in Pune, Maharashtra. We work hard to offer our clients the most effective and affordable automatic spice packing machine on the market, making sure that their packaging needs are easily and conveniently addressed. Businesses can swiftly package their products without any problem with our Pouch Packaging machine Manufacturers, which are made to be dependable, effective, and easy to use for Spice Bag Packing in Pune.
You can be confident that your items will be safely wrapped and prepared for shipment in no time with the help of our Spice Pouch Packaging Machine Suppliers in Pune, Maharashtra!
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Tangy, Sweet, Salty & Spicy - Add a Taste of India to Your Snack Food Line with Namkeen Snacks
What does namkeen mean? Namkeen is of course salty, but Indian snacks have evolved and gone beyond than just being salty. They deliver a host of flavours to your palate, making it one of the most versatile and extravagant types of snacks.
What’s more astonishing is the fact that these snacks are made from healthy ingredients like pulses, lentils, and nuts. They all are high in protein, fibre, calcium, and a host of other nutrients. Yes, these products deliver taste and health. But these are just a few of the many reasons to add them to your range of products. Here are some more reasons why you need to sell these snacks:
Growing popularity of Indian Food - Indian food is seeing one of its most popular phases in the world. With so many Indian migrants living in other countries and a more globalised media, Indian food is getting more exposure. It is being widely covered in the mainstream media and the internet-based independent media.
Rising Veganism - As the world wakes up to the benefits of having a plant-based diet, the popularity of Indian snacks is only going to grow. Indians consume a lot of food that is vegan in nature i.e., made without any animal products and gluten. This includes many snacks as well and snack food companies can capitalise on this.
It’s Just Tastier - With all due respect to other cultures and cuisines, no other cuisine in the world makes better use of spices. Many people all over the world are realising the importance of spices and are adding them to their cuisines. Such people will also easily become patrons of Indian namkeen snacks.
Popular Namkeen Snacks in India
The following Indian snacks have a high chance of becoming popular in Western and Eastern countries:
Moong Dal - Moong dal is a pulse that is quite popular all over the world. In India, moong dal is fried and mixed with salt and spices to make a delicious yet healthy snack to munch on at any time.
Sev Bhujia - Lentil flour is fried in the shape of ultra-thin noodles and then broken and mixed with a variety of spices and salt. This is another popular snack that you’ll find in most Indian homes.
Boondi - Made from chickpea flour that is fried in the shape of tiny, airy balls, boondi is used as a snack, as an ingredient in salad, and even as a topping. They are crunchy and delicious.
These are just a few namkeen snacks you can start with, but for Indian namkeens you will need to find the right packaging partner.
Saurabh Flexipack Systems Pvt. Ltd is an almost 25-year-old Indian company providing the finest packaging solutions to companies around the world. To ensure your Indian snacks look, feel, and are packaged just like in India, get in touch with us for the best and most affordable packaging machines, equipment and other solutions that will help you get started in the namkeen snack food business. Call or email us today!
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꒰ 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐒𝐍𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 ꒱ 이동혁
summary : you convinced your boyfriend to bring you to a convenience store at 2am because you were simply hungry
genre : fluff, haechan x afab!reader, oneshot, drabble
tws : pet names
author notes : in honor of the convenience store tiktok i watched (like two weeks ago now)
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the streets were empty, save for the couple late night runners and drunk stumblers. you clung to your boyfriend due to the cold of late winter, burying the bottom half go your face in the oversized scarf around your neck.
you saw the familiar glow of a convenience store, growing excited at the thought of grabbing a coffee — you didn't need more of — just to keep you up while you finished studying for your mock exams. you knew you'd be sat on the edge of your bed, computer opened on your compactable desk, notes littering the area around. you didn't even have to predict haechan's arms around your waist as he would sleep peacefully. you honestly figured it might even be an all-nighter tonight, but you didn't mind. whatever to make yourself happy, and truthfully you liked being able to look out into the night sky from the wide windows of your room; it giving you some kind of peace. and tonight, the sky was clear.
he held the door open for you, and you stepped out of the darkness and under the fluorescent lights. the store was almost completely empty, only a couple other students getting late night snacks. you liked how it reminded you of a quiet life, one that you wouldn't mind having.
your boyfriend followed you to the freezer that had cups of different cut ice, you choosing one that was just a giant ball. he didn't choose one, simply because he grabbed a strawberry milk for the two of you to share over bagged hazelnut coffee. he wasn't particularly hungry, but he couldn't say no to you — especially when you looked so cute practically begging him to come with you.
you went down the aisle filled with bagged chips and assorted sweet-snacks, turning and asking the man browsing, "do you want ramen?"
he raised an eyebrow and you both laughed quietly, "whatever you want, love."
you gave him a satisfied smile and went off to find your favorite pink-packaged buldak ramen. you also found a couple slices of cheese, just to drown out some of the spice.
when he was sure you were finished getting everything you wanted, he helped carry it to the counter. the worker rang it up quickly, and before you could finish pulling out your card to pay, haechan's was already in the machine; it dinging and signaling that the transaction went through.
you looked to him, not because you were surprised but because you were annoyed, he had payed for your dinner earlier as well, and now the snacks you dragged him to get at 2am with you. but you knew that if you were to ask him if he was hungry in a couple hours, he'd pay for your fried chicken order without you even knowing. he was always generous with you — he, simply, loved you so much.
"thank you." you said to the employee, grabbing the stuff and making your way to the bar-esk table. you turned to haechan, pouting out your lip to him.
"you're not going to say thank you to me?" he laughed out, punching a hole into the foil on top of the strawberry milk with the straw. you watched as he sat down, continuing to front being upset with him for paying. "after i was so generous, can't even give me a kiss?"
"oh hush," you gave in, dropping the act. you grabbed his face with your chilled hands, bringing yourself to plant a sweet kiss to his lips. you pulled away, a dorky smile on his face. "thank you, baby."
"anything for my girl."
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I think there should be vending machines for ramen. Like if you can do that with coffee, why not noodles? You press the order you want, get a little paper bowl, the machine boils the water and adds a packet of noodles with the spices and other dry additives of your choice, and goes brrrr for a minute, and bam, you've got a nice bowl of something hot to eat while idk waiting for a train or something. The dry noodle packages have one hell of a shelf life, there's already coffee machines that can heat up water real quick, and hell, maybe a sufficiently advanced machine could have other mix-dry-stuff-into-hot-water-and-add-to-a-bowl foodstuffs too, like instant oatmeal for porridges and stuff.
Requires little maintenance, getting cleaned and re-stocked every once in a while, can work 24/7 fully automated, available right there when you're on the go and don't give a shit about having anything fancy, you just want something hot to fill your stomach. Why are these not a thing and if they are, why do we not have those around where I live.
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Alpha! Shouta x Omega! reader
Winter Rut.
(I do not own My Hero Academia or the characters within. Anything associated with that fandom belongs to Horikoshi Kohei. This story belongs to my 2023 Spice-tober collection. I hope you enjoy. If this story isn’t your cup of tea, blend of spices, or brew of coffee move on. Reader discretion is advised.)
TW: Omegaverse shenanigans, sex scene.
WC: 844
You were wrapped up in a fluffy blanket front of a window in your log cabin, watching the snow fall outside, with a fire crackling away in the fireplace. You had your face pressed up against the glass as you could smell the cold, crisp scent of the snow outside. Your head turned to the front door when it opened, showing that your Alpha had returned home from a grocery trip. You ran over and gave him a hug before he could even take his shoes off.
“Missed me, didn’t you?” He asked as he hugged you and guided you out of the entry way so he could close the door and begin putting the groceries away with your help. As you put the bread and eggs away into the fridge, he checked the crock pot that he had prepared that morning with some white and red onions on the bottom, sliced up chicken that was previously frozen, a whole head of cabbage that had been chopped up, along with granulated garlic, paprika, bay leaf and tarragon that made the cabin smell amazing. He stirred the contents in the crockpot before putting some rice he bought from the store that day into the rice cooker along with some water and setting the machine to cook while he arranged the freezer for the new packages of meat that he purchased earlier in the day.
You sat in your chair and rested your head on the table as you watched your Alpha finish putting the groceries away and plating what he made for dinner. He walked over, setting plates of food in front of you and him, sitting down to finally eat. The two of you enjoyed the meal as you talked about your day.
Once the meal had been eaten, Shouta set the dishes in the sink to soak before he picked you up from your chair and carried you to his den in the living room where he laid you down on the thick, warm blanket and kissed you gently. You nuzzled into his neck and you could smell the scent of pine trees after a heavy rainstorm and hot coffee coming from his neck and filling your nostrils, making your brain go fuzzy with the underlying pheromones coming from his rut scent.
“Alpha’s in rut. Do you need help?”
“Would I have you in my den if I wanted to take this rut on alone? Of course I’d love to have your help.” He told you and kissed your neck, gently dragging his teeth along your sensitive flesh as it was exposed to slight draft of cold air. You gasped and gripped onto his shirt as a shiver was sent down your spine.
“I-I’ll help you. Just get me warm. Your den has a draft and I don’t like it.” You told him. He kissed you and fixed the wall of his den to not let any cold air in before he went back to leaving several bite marks all over your neck and shoulders. He worked his way down, easing you out of your blanket, letting you wrap your limbs around his torso, burying your face into his neck as he slid your sweatpants off along with your underwear, and he pushed them away from where you were laying. He looked back at you and kissed you gently, supporting himself up on his arms and sliding his erection into you and making quick work of thrusting in and out of you at a rapid pace, making you moan into his neck and grip onto his shirt as he rutted into you. You could smell the faint scent of the tarragon from the dinner on his skin which helped you relax more and let him thrust deeper into you, growling deeply into your ear. You came long before he did, making him smirk and keep thrusting into you until he released deep into your womb along with you cumming for a second time.
He waited a few minutes before he kissed you deeply and pulled out of you, laying next to you, and watching you come down from your high at your own pace. He pulled you close to his chest and you snuggled right into him.
“You’re warm, Alpha.” You told him and he smiled. You looked out a window in his den at the snow falling outside calmly and in a peaceful manner with the fireplace crackling in the background. You felt your eyelids grow heavy and Shouta encouraged you to fall asleep as you were safe in his arms. You did so and he fell asleep soon after you did.
The End.
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Check out the cover illustration for Chapter 2 of Quantum Entangled. Made by the wonderfully talented @commentdismal
So impressive. The rendering took my knees. /pos
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Crowley uneasily drifted into wakefulness with a crick in his neck, a mild hangover making itself apparent via an insistent thumping at the back of his skull. The lingering stench of a headache was drumming inside his head like he was the unfortunate desk assigned to a kid with ADHD. All things considered, it wasn’t the worst way Crowley had ever woken up. It didn’t even make the top ten. That’s why, despite not knowing exactly what reason he had for falling asleep on his own damn couch, he wasn’t all that concerned. Slowly, like a ping-pong ball through molasses, memories of the previous night trickled into his awareness.
Aziraphale was here. Aziraphale was here and in his bed. Aziraphale was here and in his bed and wearing his clothes. At once, Crowley realised he had made a grave tactical error.
Drunk Crowley and sober Crowley were only the same person by virtue of the fact that they unfortunately shared a body. Currently, sober Crowley was cursing—quite creatively, mind you—the very notion of that unavoidable fact. Always trying to make the best out of a bad situation, he decided to approach the morning with an impudent unfuckedness. As the saying went: ‘Not fucked over was the one who was unfucked.’ (-Confucius, probably.)
Crowley checked his watch, surprised to find that it was no later than eleven am. He wanted breakfast, or brunch, or just a nice package for the calories he depended on to… Y’know… Live. And it would be rude, if he was cooking for himself, to not at least offer something to his—rather reluctant, he remembered, mortified—guest.
Each stride rendered as unfucked as he could manage, he made his way to the kitchen. First, he used his hideously expensive coffee machine (a ROCKET MOZZAFIATO—imported from Italy) to make one flash bastard of a latte, with the ultimate goal of kicking his A1 adenosine receptors into a more coherent semblance of order. E.g. not receiving adenosine.
Then, he took a wok from his large and impressive array of pots and pans, like a gallery of hung men above the island bench top, and placed it on his induction stove. The stove itself was seamlessly blended into the counter in such a way that it made people helpless to envision burnt hands and accidental emergency-room phone calls. The sleek black design (because Crowley could be sold on almost anything if you made it sleek and black enough) was self-aggrandising in the same way that many circumspect judges on certain cooking shows were. The kitchen as a whole, really, was a lustrous example of the kind of high-tech cookhouse you’d find in the back of a Michelin star restaurant.
Grabbing a few eggs from the fridge, Crowley scoured for omelette ingredients that were both generally palatable as to, hopefully, not be offensive to Aziraphale’s tastes—whatever they were—and impressive enough to make Crowley seem like he, at the very least, knew what he was doing on a culinary level. Sticking to his mantra of unfuckedness, Crowley picked out some bacon, cheese, and spinach, along with various herbs and spices from the pantry. Crowley liked omelettes as a general rule. The ratio of effort to edible nutrition was highly favourable—having spent most of his life as a university student with no spare energy to waste on frivolous flambés, brûlées, or any other such fancy French dish.
Making an omelette wasn’t a difficult process. There were two steps; step one was to put all of your ingredients (chopped or unchopped depending on how groggy you were when preparing it) into the pan. Step two was to wait. Heat and time. They were the universal duo that laid claim to the title of ‘instigator’ in most molecular reactions.
Obedient to this philosophy of unfuckedness, heat and time, Crowley chopped bacon, cracked eggs, tore spinach, and altogether cooked a damn good meal. With the two omelettes cooling on their respective plates (the plates were square shaped and black because Crowley refused to be acquainted with the typical agreement of things) he ventured through his cupboards on a mission for tea. Aziraphale seemed like the tea-drinking kind. Finding an abandoned box of loose-leaf French Earl Grey, the label slightly sun faded, he put the kettle on.
Proud of his domestic accomplishments, he set off to wake Aziraphale. He hoped the comestible peace offering would be a balm for any of the awkwardness left over, lingering, from last night.
“Knock, knock,” he greeted onomatopoeically, tapping on the bedroom door.
“Urmf—Crowley?” came the quiet reply, obvious in how freshly awake it sounded. Crowley opened the door, just a crack—not enough to see into the room but enough to let some light in—before chuckling mildly.
“Morning, Angel. I made breakfast. Tea is available too, if you want some.” There was a muffled sound of agreement, and then the distinct shuffling of someone getting out of bed. Crowley padded his way to the kitchen to give the man some privacy.
He was halfway through his own omelette, near-afternoon sun shining down on him from large windows on the east side of the kitchen, when Aziraphale made his presence known. With a curt clearing of the throat, he stood, unsure of himself, at the edge of the kitchen’s connecting hall.
Crowley was fucked. Oh, he was so utterly fucked. Aziraphale made an innocuous image, in Crowley's home, in Crowley's clothes; but that did not stop the racing ambitions of Crowley's mind. Aziraphale wasn't to know this, though. The Queen shirt hung loose on him, gently draping over one shoulder but leaving the other exposed. Crowley felt like a Victorian—or the man responsible for the dress codes of high school girls—scandalised at the revelation of flesh. He reprimanded himself for his undignified train of thought. Aziraphale deserved more than to be ogled like a piece of meat at the snout of a hungry, hungry hound. He couldn't possibly help that his hair was bed-messy, nor the fact that it did terrible things to Crowley's sense of composure. Nonetheless, Crowley would survive. He wasn't a wanton beast. Humanity afforded him—in theory—some amount of dignity.
“Your plate’s over there. I tried to guess how you take your tea; is ‘two sugars and a splash of milk’ anywhere at all close?” he asked Aziraphale, swallowing a bite to hide the raspy quality of his own voice. The astonishment on Aziraphale's face answered a simple ‘yes’. Although, maybe it was astonishment at the breakfast laid out in front of him. It wasn't really a normal move, Crowley reflected sheepishly, to cook a meal for the guy who had just come over for a drunken movie marathon. But Crowley wasn't normal in most things, so he resolutely didn't think about it.
“Yes,” Aziraphale murmured, gaping a little.
“That's exactly how I take it.” The whisper was draped in the kind of mid-morning confusion that only ever occurred after a late night of considerable drinking. He gently cupped the mug, tendrils of steam rising from it in fragrant arches. Sipping the beverage softly, his eyes fluttered shut, simple pleasure oozing from the drop in his shoulders.
“Thank you, Crowley.” His voice was etched in all-too-raw sincerity. He opened his eyes, gazing at him with the kind of look that forced Crowley to turn away.
“Don't thank me. It's the least I could do,” Crowley mumbled weakly. Undeterred, but still feigning propriety, Aziraphale hummed in absent acquiescence. He took the plate with his omelette, looking suddenly affected.
The gentle graze of porcelain plate against the bench top seemed almost reverent, as Aziraphale sat himself on the barstool next to Crowley’s. One thing that Crowley had learnt about Aziraphale—in the heated revelry of their late evening—was that he liked food. No, he didn't just like food. He loved food. Adored food. Damn near worshipped food. As he slowly raised the fork to his lips, Crowley hoped that the sacrifice was fit for the tabernacle of his idolatry.
Aziraphale’s eyes popped open in wide, slightly hedonism-glazed, surprise.
“Oh—” He almost keened. And, if Crowley wasn't already red in the face, this would have been the inelegant signal that drove blood to the apple of his cheeks.
“Oh! This is simply scrumptious!” Aziraphale praised, made guileless by the distraction of—rather excellent, in his opinion—cuisine. Crowley ducked his head as if trying to bob under the blow of his words.
Untrusting of his vocal cords, Crowley didn't reply, content to revel in silence while Aziraphale finished his meal. The relative quiet gave him the chance to recalibrate after the unexpected misalignment of his neurological circuitry. It was peaceful. Cosy.
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Just saying but when Goldie disappeared the first time, the (pre-corrupted) ancients didn't mind at first because she became a shut in for the past few months until it started getting worrisome. She wouldn't answer the letters Eternal Sugar sent her anymore, Silent Salt and Mystic Flour wouldn't find her strolling about in her favorite places anymore. Burning Spice, though his interactions with her are slim, he never saw her anywhere or interacting with other cookies. The final nail in the coffin happened once Shadow Milk knocked on the door... Only for nothing to answer. The door to her workshop opens eerily... It's empty, devoid of life that thrived within the toys and dolls she used to make... Her equipment haphazardly tossed aside and abandoned... Dust hanging still in the air as it hadn't been cleaned in years, her books of research and design untidy and strawn about her work desk.
A few months go by... They've practically given up. Shadow Milk claims he hasn't, but he's closing in on that line. It's like Golden Butter disappeared without a trace, but there has to be a clue indicating what happened to her, right? Dead or alive? Kidnapped? What happened to her dolls? He'll take any answer for disclosure... He needs to know.
So he wanders back to explore and look into the one place he hadn't checked thoroughly yet. Her workshop. It used to be a simple toy store until Goldie had decided to rebrand into robots and machines. She was always so frustrated that they weren't good enough even if they seemed to work flawlessly in his eyes... She was always so busy then... Yet she always had time for him and everyone else...
As he goes through boxes of either melted scrap metal and old porcelain doll parts, he wonders if Goldie would have minded him going through her stuff without permission... She never liked people going into the storage room after all. But... She's not here anymore, is she?
He's frustrated to say the least... She always had time to listen to him when he needed to de-stress... She was always here for him, even if she wasn't seen as relevant as the other ancients... So why wasn't he here when she needed him?!
In anger, he knocks over a stack of boxes, the contents of the cardboard containers spilling everywhere, packing peanuts and bubble wrap sprawled everywhere on the floor in a chaotic matter... Bolts and nuts shimmering in the faint moonlight that illuminated the dark room through the small skylight window... Shadow Milk, distraught by his own actions, already goes to fix the mess he's made from his tantrum... But something catches his eye... There, on a small stool beneath the window, is a small, glowing, golden box. Intricate patterns carved upon its exterior, magic almost radiating off of it...
Huh, wasn't that the box Goldie was working on weeks ago?
He walks closer to it, mesmerized. A jack in the box, maybe? It has a little crank attached to it.
His body slides down the wall, the moonlight shining down in him as he cradles the small box in his arms as he sits amongst metal scraps and package stuffing, staring down curiously at it. His hand slowly wanders to the crank, winding it a bit before letting go... And soon, he hears an all too familar lullaby. Faint, but it's enough to bring tears to his eyes...
As soon as the music stops... It slowly opens... And suddenly his surroundings are obscured by the bright glowing light within the box as a vortex literally sucks him inside.
Welcome to the Toybox Realm, Shadow Milk Cookie.
ANON, ANON I AM LOOKING AT YOU SO HARD RN/VPOS
I love this idea, Shadow Milk first finding the toy box inside of one of Goldie's old workshops... I also imagine that he makes a shrine/sancutuary sort of place for it in the woods so it can be kept safe from people who would want to steal or destroy Goldie's Creations(eventually also from him and the other beasts). Well, once he gets out of the toybox that is.
As for how his first visit goes...
....
AU Ficlet #3 - 💔
" ... huh?"
Those were his first words upon the sight of this new, almost toy-like world displayed before him. This, this wasn't real... right? Did that song put him to sleep? There was no way he'd been sucked into that box... and yet, he knew that that was the case.
But... how? Curiosity nagged at him, telling him to explore and discover all that he could about this peculiar, strange world. And yet, he'd already invaded Golden Butter Cookie's privacy by going through her workshop, would this be going to far? The box itself had screamed that it was made by Golden Butter Cookie, well, not literally but you get what he means.
But, of course, Curiosity killed the cat, and Shadow Milk was said cat. So he wandered forth through what seemed to be the buds of a town, taking a moment to take in how... yellow everything was. Of course there were other colors, but yellow was the dominant one. It was quite odd to walk through such a town without seeing a single cookie although...
But, he didn't have to wait long to see something.
" Intruder discovered!" A squeaky voice shrieked, causing Shadow Milk to whip around in surprise to come face to face with... a doll? A cookie? he... couldn't really tell what it was, but it was pointing at him, menacingly. " Defense Doll Squadron, initiate containment measures!"
What the hell does containment measures mean-
He quickly got to find out what that meant when an entire legion of dolls( cookies? he still couldn't really tell but they felt like dolls) tackled him to the ground. He hit the floor with a grunt, squirming under the surprisingly formidable force of the dolls.
" Augh! Get... off of me!" He yelped, rather helpless against them. It wasn't that he couldn't free himself, rather, he didn't want to tear the dolls. He could tell that Golden Butter Cookie had made them.
It would be rather rude to hurt what she'd made, no? So he was rather helpless here.
" Thyme, please tell your squadron to lay off the intruder." A voice cut through the struggle, a painfully familiar voice. The dolls clamored off of him, all with a resounding ' yes mistress!' preceding their exit. He struggled still to lift his gaze, gazing into the familiar face of someone unfamiliar.
" Golden... Butter Cookie?" Shadow Milk began cautiously, looking at the unfamiliar sight before him. Golden Butter's eyes looked... dull, and she changed out her light and fun more Magical Girl-esque outfit for something more... sophisticated yet burnt. It also looked like her hair had melted a bit as well, yet her hat remained the same... mostly. " Is that... really you?"
Golden Butter Hesitated, he couldn't tell what exactly she was feeling behind the dull expression she was showing. He could see a sadness within her though, some kind of... despair he couldn't imagine. " ... Shadow Milk Cookie..." She murmured out, almost in disbelief.
" Where have you been?" He immediately question her with concern after picking himself up. " Have you been here this entire time? We've all been worried about you! You stopped responding to Eternal Sugar's letters, Silent Salt and Mystic Flour never saw you around your favorite places- you just... disappeared!" He exclaimed, his voice taking upon a worried tone.
She didn't say anything, just a simple nod of her head as she turned away. " I was worried about you too, you know?" He said to her, a frown upon his lips as he stared at her form. He noticed a certain... tiredness in the way she held herself, lacking the energy she once showed prior to her disappearance. She'd always seemed so bright, her smile shimmering like the golden sunlight as she enthusiastically talked about her creations.
And yet, that light seems to have dimmed. How could he have not noticed before? Had he been too ignorant? Too self-absorbed? He couldn't deny he'd been occupying himself with his works lately but...
but...
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Teasing You (part of "Workplace Affair")
Pairing: The Corinthian x Librarian of The Dreaming Reader
Genre: Smut (although there’s no explicit sex), humour
Warnings: references to sex, some curse words
Rating: +18
Notes: - In the original ’Workplace Affair’ series, Reader was written as Female, but I wanted to write this story as Gender Neutral, so everyone could enjoy it 💕
- This one is shorter than my usual fanfics, but I hope you will like it
You and The Corinthian spice up your already exciting love life...
You and Corinthian have been together for a while. You often slept at his place and at work, when he dropped in sometimes, you tried to make time for each other. Lucienne and Merv soon accepted you together and after some time, Morpheus also managed to accept the fact that you are a couple. In your relationship, Corinthian was the dominant one, which you didn't mind at all, but sometimes you also liked to take control, especially in the bedroom. One night you decided that the next day, when he visits you in the library, you are going to tease him. Considering that Corinthian is very sex positive and often thinks with his dick, you wondered how long he would be able to hold back…
In the morning you got up a little earlier than usual so you could leave before Corinthian gets up. An hour later he also woke up and was a little scared when he found your place empty, but when he saw a note with the inscription "I left earlier", he calmed down. He went down to the living room and noticed a paper folded in half on the coffee table. He picked it up and read it.
"Have a nice day honey! I can't wait to feel you inside me again..."
"Baby, my dick is already hard, what will happen to me later?" he said to himself, reading your sexy message. He sighed contentedly, then went to get ready for work.
It was finally time for the coffee break you've been waiting for since morning. You walked into the cafeteria and saw the nightmare having a conversation with Merv. You went to the coffee machine to make yourself a drink while waiting for the janitor to leave. When Merv left, you and Corinthian were finally alone. He walked over to you and pulled you close with a firm movement.
"Come here, you naughty librarian!"
He wanted to kiss you, but you didn't let him and escaped from the grip of his arms. You took a few steps back and started to move your body in front of him, then you went back to him, but this time you turned away and started rubbing your bottom against his crotch. You heard Corinthian purring in satisfaction like a big cat while placing his hands on your hips.
"Uh, Y/N, if you knew what you're doing to me. I wish I could fuck you right here right now on the table, I've had an erection since your message this morning." he said with a sexy smile. You turned to face him and reached down to grab his "package".
"I know and I really enjoy it." you said and caressed his cock through his pants, giving him a suggestive look. He tilted his head back slightly and sighed softly, causing you to bite your lip. You loved the way he gave himself in to you. You caressed him like that a little more, then before his thoughts could wander too much, you stopped and planted a soft kiss on his lips.
"Oh, why did you stop?" Corinthian asked like a disappointed child. You deliberately didn't answer the question, you just said:
"See you later baby!" You winked at him then went back to the library.
You collected the books on your table and walked to the shelves with them in a good mood. After you finished putting them up, you went back to your desk. You saw Corinthian again and this time he was talking with Lucienne. When you got a little closer to them, you heard your boyfriend ask the chief librarian about the rumours he heard from the other dreams. You waved to them and had a thought. Since Lucienne was standing with her back to you, you decided you would take advantage of the situation and provoke the hot nightmare a little...
You sat up on your desk so that Corinthian could see you clearly. You usually wore a skirt to work, but this time you wore pants so you could spread your legs more easily. You slowly started caressing your thigh, then reached between your legs and in the process, you gave your boyfriend a seductive look. He glanced over every now and then, but he tried to keep Lucienne from noticing, because even though you were teasing him, he was still enjoying the show you were putting on for him. You continued to ”touch” yourself and bite your lip, then threw your head back for a moment. Corinthian, even though he can't sweat, felt like he was flooded with heat and loosened his shirt a bit at the neck. He felt that he was starting to lose control over his thoughts and he heard Lucienne's words more and more quietly, he could only hear the beating of his heart in his ears. As you imitated masturbating, deep inside you prayed that Lucienne wouldn't look back or you'd end up in an extremely awkward situation, and Corinthian hoped she wouldn't notice his erection. He was trying his best to pay attention to the conversation, and in his head he was thinking that when he gets home, he is going to fuck you hard for being naughty all day.
When you finished work, you went to his apartment and waited for him to come home. The nightmare hurried home as fast as he could. When he finally arrived and saw you, he walked towards you with the intention of ripping your clothes off.
"Hey big boy! What are you doing?” you asked him pretending to be surprised by what he was up to, laughing to yourself.
"Listen, I've been so horny all day because of your little games that I can’t take it anymore! I’m losing my mind, I want you so bad!" he said and pulled you close, but you got yourself out of his arms again.
"I know, I have been very, very bad! But, it's still not over." you told him mischievously, then picked up a strawberry from the plate on the coffee table. Corinthian frowned, but he was curious as to what you were up to.
First, you slowly ran the strawberry over your lips, then you started to lick it with the tip of your tongue, imagining that you were licking the head of his cock like that. Corinthian no longer frowned, but instead smiled and grunted in satisfaction. He loved it when you sucked his cock, because you were always enthusiastic and creative and he felt like the luckiest man in the world.
You then put the strawberry in your mouth and began to carefully suck it. While doing that, you moaned because you enjoyed the delicious taste of the fruit. You did all of this with your eyes closed, but at one point you opened them and saw Corinthian sitting on the couch, leaning back and looking at you. You were surprised that he didn't touch himself, although he usually never masturbated in front of others, he preferred his partner to do it in front of him, thus showing his dominant self. The way he was sitting there was so sexy to you that you felt yourself getting turned on. When you were sufficiently aroused, you bit into the strawberry and let the juice run down your chin as if it was the result of Corinthian's orgasm. The nightmare couldn't take it anymore, he went to you and kissed you passionately, then he took you in his arms and went up to the bedroom with you...😈
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