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simp-ly-writes · 6 months ago

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Crush

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Pairing: Spencer Agnew x Shy!Reader

─ · · SUMMARY: You try and hide your crush on your co-worker.

─ · · TAGS: mutual pining, gender-neutral pronouns, fluff, hurt/comfort, meet-cute, cheesiness, confessions.

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─ · · A/N: I told myself I would never write about IRL people nor ever post this or even go back to my smosh phase but somethings in the water today I guess!

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↳ You had originally worked for Good Mythical Morning as one of the leads of the marketing team before you switched over to Smosh as they re-bought the company. You would miss your team, your friends for the past several years dearly. But you were invested in the new challenge of getting these channels back to their glory days with new content and ideas to work on.

↳ You kept to yourself as best as you could as your new co-workers came up to you and introduced themselves by your desk side. Spencer was not the first to come up and say hi to you, in actuality- it was you who rather abruptly walked into him at the end of your first week. The distinct smell Mountain Dew Kickstarter spreader across every fiber, drenching your shirt as it spilled equally over his hoodie.

You remember placing your hands to your mouth in horror, a string of apologies set upon heated cheeks before rushing in to the nearby staff room and back out with a wad of paper towels as you started to dab at his chest before throwing them in his face once remember you did not know your co-workers good enough yet.

Spencer laughed, taking none of it to heart as he dried himself off as best as he could while not making any eye-contact towards you. You apologized once more, extending your hand awkwardly to greet your new acquaintance.

"name," you stated softly in seeing the growing number of people exit the room that he just exited from, it appears the filming just finished for lunch.

"Spencer," he shook you hand, offering a polite smile before looking down the hall. Various cast members you remember meeting slapped him on the shoulder and gave you a wave before continuing down the hall.

"You're not going to report this to HR for anything, right?" you asked, half-joking half not as you looked down to see that your undershirt was indeed visible.

His laugh caught your own as you it died down to chuckles before you rushed towards your car for spare clothes.

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↳ In the next coming weeks, you found your footing once more. Standing behind camera as you recorded little teaser snippets. Quickly edited some pictures for the instagram team and sent off your reports all on your tablet.

↳ You enjoyed sitting towards the back, far away from any possible cameras in a dark corner with your water bottle by your feet. Texting the members of your small team through the group chat as you became lost in your own little bubble before the lights were coming back on.

↳ Looking at the time on your device, you quickly stood up and rushed out the room ahead of everyone else. Your social battery was already low from the mornings meetings and made your way back to your desk

↳ A sudden clearing of someones throat had you jumping out of your chair as Spencer stood at your side water bottle in hand. "You forgot this at set earlier." And placed it on your desk.

"Thank you, Spencer," you said with a smile, doing your best to ignore the way your palms were beginning to sweat and praying that you could go back to your hermit corner.

He offered you a smile in return before exiting the space and back towards his own desk as you slumped in relief. "Tough day?" Courtney asked in a light tone before forcing you towards the lunch table.

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↳ You were growing closer to everyone, making friends with people from other departments and still keeping up with your old co-workers on the weekends. Yet you were still to embarrassed from your first few interactions with Spencer to move your relationship from sharing files or the dreaded small talk.

↳ The audience seemed to be growing to you as well. Somehow your little murmurs to yourself had gotten picked up on the microphone and used in the final edit. When watching with Courtney the most recent episode of TNTL, you were surprised to find that it was you who made Olivia laugh that hard. You were really rooting yourself to this company.

↳ A few cast members and producers had tried to get you to move closer to the cameras for more of your comments or even get you on set as you shook your head violently and turned down every offer- still preferring to stay in the shadows.

↳ Yet even when doing your best to hide away, Spencer would sneak his way over with a snack or offer to review what clips you decided on for the reel later that day. You felt childish in many ways on how afraid you were to speak with him, using short sentences or nods of your head but he never took them as rude and was in a way, way too understanding that lead you to feel how you do currently.

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↳ You hated everything to do with Spencer. You hated how much he would always check in on everyone and somehow find all your little hiding spots in the office and on set. Hated the way his smile and laugh would make your heart race. Hated the videos he would attach to his emails that he thought you would like, and you did.

↳ You despised how he wouldn't force you to talk, yet he would just sit there with you at lunch or offer to walk you to your car after work. Your heat couldn't say no nor did your co-workers allow you to as Courtney was practically shoving you both out the door without another word.

↳ A few of them even asked if you did in fact have a crush on the Director and by the look on your face and the shake in your hands, they knew the answer all to well.

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↳ You stated to feel indebted for your shyness as you offered Spencer a fresh can of Mountain Dew during lunch or even provided morning pasteries for the both of you. The whole office took note of his smile that day while filming and how you both started to work at one another's desks.

↳ The more time you spent together, the more confident you grew and you thought to be getting over your crush now. You would have your chair closer to the front of the set, Spencer would often stand or sit beside you between breaks- resting his arm on the back of your chair as he would peer over to see whatever was on your tablet.

↳ Rumours spread, you could practically feel the eyes for sure on your back as you walked around the office together. HR had even sent you a few hinting emails that had you flashing back to your first week working at Smosh.

↳ Cameras were picking up on it too. The attention was growing all too much, your feels were growing all too much before you were taking a step back and allowing more opportunities for your team as you took a step back.

↳ Of course, Spencer took notice of this as well. Asking around, and even once during filming where you had gone only to find you put other people to film the clips and take the photos.

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↳ "Are you okay," Spencer asks, bursting into your new office space as you stood up straight from your desk, a smile a bit to wide as you stiffly welcomed him into the space.

↳ He rounded your desk, sitting upon it, concern written in his features with the slightest tilt to his head. You fumbled with your fingers, struggling to come up with words, "Im okay, just taking a break is all- working on other things."

"I'm just worried for you my friend, never mind work. Are YOU, doing okay?" Spencer pressed, knowing that the answer you gave wasn't entirely truthful.

↳ Friend. The word wounded you as you blinked away tears, suddenly feeling ridiculous. You were an adult and yet this stupid crush you had was coming in the way of everything you worked so hard towards.

"Yes. I am doing okay, thank you for checking up on me."

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↳ You hoped that the time apart would help you, only finding yourself hurting more. You fell right back into the schedule you and Spencer developed together and you hated to admit to yourself but you had never felt better.

↳ They were filming who meme'd it? And yours had yet to come up until now. It would be your first seconds fully on camera as everyone cheered you on before hand. The comments from earlier in the week were excited to finally see who you were, that night you had even found a compilation of every time Spencer mentioned you, to your suprise it was over 5 minutes long- or maybe you just watched it a few dozen times.

↳ Nonetheless, your meme was instantly guessed by the man. His eyes immediately found your own from behind the camera as you started to shrink away, slipping down the couch and onto the floor was a blush as he calmly wrote your name. Shayne seeing this laughed, it echoed the room as he and everyone else also knew the answer from your combined reaction.

↳ Everyone else in the office was loving it. You meme'd your first time meeting with poorly drawn MS-Paint visuals and a simple caption and as your name and picture flashed up on the screen. Cheers rung throughout the room as one of your team members gently rubbed your back in reassurance

↳ After gaining back your will to live, you were suprised to find a pair of arms bringing you into a hug. "I am so proud of you, first time on camera!" Spencer spoke into your hair, you could feel his smile as you stood there still in shock before retuning the action.

↳ Not knowing if it was the adrenaline still running after the showing, the physical comfort, or what you thought to be hearing his heart beating as fast as you own, you blurted out to the shock of many others still cleaning up after the shoot- "I like you a lot."

Spencer chuckled, bringing you back into a hug as you hide your face in his neck from the cheers, "I like you a lot too. But please now finish your turn on game pigeon 8-ball."

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livums · 1 year ago

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Hey there, Liv! Gallimimus and Carnotaurus - from the dino ask game, pls? Sending all the good ☆☆ vibes ☆☆ and good luck to ya! - 💫 (@enchanted-lightning-aes)

Hi enchant!! tysm for the ask 💜💜💜

(Ask game here!)

Gallimimus - share a happy or lighthearted scene

this one also sent me into a crisis because i was like ... have i really not written one lighthearted scene....... by god..... this was the closest I could come up with and even that is like. tinged with some amount of edgy thrill. LOL. anyhow, it's short but the next one is so long that it evens out i think

Kesh was still growing accustomed to walking around as herself. Her grin was as wide as her stomach was twisted. The dazed wind of late summer that ambled through the market alley did tug through her rusty curls, and at points blew them right into her dark eyes, as if to remind her that she was really doing this. That when she sauntered past the stalls and the wares therein, what the merchants and townsfolk would see when their eyes drifted over her (for truly she looked nothing special) was not the skin of one invented or imitated, but the light brown into which she had been born. And the freckles that stippled her arms, her neck, and her cheeks, blushing from the glee, had been splashed there by no intention save the Sun’s itself (or Himself, for they were in Host country).

Carnotaurus - share a scene that contains some cool worldbuilding

Sylah spoke first. “Hunter Vordenburg,” she called. “I see you have managed to track down our lorekeeper.” Without hesitating, Dove pivoted on her heel and dipped her head for a moment in deference. “Good evening, Hunter Renora,” she replied. “Your eulogy this afternoon was striking. Powerful.” From any other hunter, Sylah might have rolled her eyes at the compliment. But from Dove, every word was said in earnest. “As I mentioned, I have business with Sister Genevieve. I had not been successful in locating her until this very moment.” Dove paused, thoughtful. “I must have only just missed her all day.” Over Dove’s shoulder, Sylah locked eyes with Nieve, who quickly looked away. So her nun had been alerted to the hunter’s arrival, likely by Father Asa, if Sylah’s guess was correct. Dove turned away from Sylah to face Nieve once again. “Sister,” she said. “I meant to confer with you regarding the presence of vampire-marked individuals in the town and surrounding area…” As Dove spoke, Sylah watched closely the way Nieve’s eyes remained glued to a point on the wall, the way her face had gone a tinge paler, the way she reached up to adjust her hair—finding that it was tucked away beneath her veil and coif, she instead laid her hands on the table, one atop the other. With every word from the hunter, Nieve looked like she would more and more like to climb up the wall to escape. Sylah’s instinct was to intervene, but she found herself refraining. Her eyes did not stray from the nun and her fretting. Sylah crossed her arms over her chest, adopting a more relaxed stance and continuing to observe the exchange in silence. Even as Nieve looked more and more like she was liable to explode. She wanted Nieve to ask for her help.

“…and if you might be so kind as to grant me access to your records. Any censuses taken from the last three decades would suffice,” Dove finished. A formality—under the Guild’s authority, Dove could kick open the door of the Abbey archives if she so chose and access anything she wished, and no one could stop her. Nieve knew this as well as anyone. The nun picked at a stray fiber on one of her wide cuffs. “Certainly.” To her credit, Nieve’s voice remained far more composed than she herself seemed. “The Guild is within its rights to audit our records.” Sylah could not see Dove’s face, but she could hear the sincerity and the smile in her voice. “You have my gratitude,” she said. Sylah sensed hesitation before Dove went on: “There is another matter of some importance which I should like to discuss with you directly. May I share your table?” She gestured with one hand to the empty chair across from Nieve. Despite Dove’s courtesy, Nieve refused to meet the hunter’s eyes. Sylah watched intently. If Nieve permitted Dove to join her, she would be well and truly trapped in conversation. But refusal was suspicious. Nieve finally raised her face. She smiled a feeble smile at Dove. “Please do,” she said. When she did not so much as glance in her direction, Sylah frowned. “Thank you.” As with all of her motion, Dove took her seat with what Sylah could only have described as mechanical perfection. From sliding the chair out from under the table, to straightening it out, to tucking the length of her cloak tidily beneath her as she sat. She then reached within her cloak to produce a small book. A short pencil was attached and dangling from a length of string. Sylah was surprised to find that she remembered the thing—Dove had used it to study the Hecatologue when they were apprentices. Sure enough, as she flipped cleanly through the pages with her thumb, Sylah spied the neat and precise repetition of the commandments, one after the other, in perhaps the tiniest penmanship known to mankind. As Dove readied herself for whatever inquiry she had planned, Sylah found her ears homing in on the absence of the telltale squeaking of the tavern door swinging open and shut. The tide of incomers had stemmed in the time since her and Zova’s arrival. The buzz of conversation remained lively, if uneasy. “Now,” Dove said, laying the book flat on the table, open to a fresh page. “You are indeed Sister Genevieve Ostra, of the Abbey of Mont Estival. This is correct?” Nieve’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. “Aye.” “Thank you,” Dove continued, as if they were alone in a study as opposed to huddled in the corner of a busy tavern. She made small and quick marks on the page. “And you are not a native to this place.” Nieve’s hands shifted slightly to rest on her forearms, as if holding herself. “I am not.” “Where is your place of origin?” “…Issile.”

Dove looked up from her writing. “And what was the reason for your relocation?” Sylah stopped herself from clicking her tongue in disapproval. It was not a question she would have felt necessary to ask—everyone knew the woeful state that had plagued Issile for as long as anyone alive could remember. But Dove was nothing if not thorough. Behind Sylah, the door creaked. Open, and shut again. Nieve’s gaze was momentarily unfocused, blank. “It was dangerous. The evils, you know. My family sent me away to live with my cousin, here.” “Yes, the abbot.” Dove nodded. “But none of your immediate family joined you. Why is that?” Sylah tensed. Dove was circling the heart of the matter, and she would stalk the truth until she was convinced that she had found it. And Nieve was not a good liar. The nun replied, albeit with hesitation. She could not be far from yielding. “My family—“ She stopped herself sharply. Sylah could almost hear the calculations that Nieve had made, in real time: her knowledge that the truth condemned her as vampire-marked, her instinct to lie that her family had perished or otherwise succumbed to the stalking horrors, her realization that Dove (or any Guildsman) would not have posed the question without already knowing the answer, in all or in part. Her understanding that she was cornered. Nieve’s mouth remained open while she considered her situation. The moment dragged on. Finally, finally, her dark eyes met Sylah’s, and Sylah felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She let herself take in that face, that face that silently pleaded, Help me. At last, Nieve had acquiesced. Sylah allowed herself the barest of moments to savor it. She tried to keep a smile off of her face. Then, she nodded minutely, and sprang into action. “Sister,” she cut in, her tone firm. “You look unwell.” It was not a lie—Nieve looked one rough shake away from being ill or falling onto her face. Dove turned in her seat. She looked at Sylah as if she had forgotten that she had been standing there. Maybe she had—Dove was always the focused sort. When Sylah met the hunter’s eyes, she could not help but think of Father’s journal. What had been taken from it. What the Guild had decided was worthy of redaction. What they had decided she should not be permitted to read. She found herself wondering just how much Dove knew. Rationally, she understood that a novice like Dove would not be privy to the higher-level machinations of the Guild authorities. Yet the question prodded at her. She thought again of Zova’s misgivings. She thought of the voice: Beware.

“Aye…” Nieve cleared her throat. “Forgive me, good Hunter, I have been out of sorts since yesterday…” she said to Dove, weakly. Sylah bolstered the nun’s timid assertion. “Hunter Vordenburg, our lorekeeper seems unfit to continue this conversation. I will escort her back to the abbey now.” She leaned on her seniority, and hoped that Dove registered how non-negotiable this was. One way or another, she was taking Nieve home. “I see.” Dove’s expression was unreadable. As subtly as she could, Sylah scanned her colleague’s face for any sign of displeasure. Seniority could only rescue them from the immediate line of fire. If Dove had an inkling that Nieve was dodging interrogation, or that Sylah was purposefully obstructing the inquest, they would invite more danger than they sought to avoid. “We’ll be off, then. Excuse us,” she said, indicating for Nieve to rise. The nun stood at the prompting, but her eyes never left Dove, whose eyes never left Sylah. Before she realized it, Sylah was holding out a gloved and lightly-curled fist. The back of her hand facing Dove, she offered the young woman her knuckles. Relief cascaded through her when she saw that the gesture had the intended impact. Dove’s brown eyes widened, almost imperceptibly. The closest she would come to showing her surprise. After a second’s hesitation, she reached up with the back of her own fist, lightly tapping her knuckles against Sylah’s. Far from the usual precision of her movements, Dove approached the motion like some sort of baby animal, with a big and wide uncertainty about everything. Sylah found that a cordial smile had worked its way across her face. “As brothers,” she said. “Blood and ally,” Dove responded. She did not mirror Sylah’s smile, but her delight was obvious in the way she nodded, short yet ardent. It was clear to Sylah that she had truly caught Dove unawares with her small salute, for even as she made her way with Nieve to the door, she could still cast a look behind her and see that her colleague remained in her seat. Dove looked down at her hands and thumbed idly through her little notebook.

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feeling-pushy · 1 year ago

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Wishy-Witchy Waters

Part One

🐟 Authors note: This is my first time sharing something like this. I don't often write so hopefully it's good! Don't know how many parts there will be but it'll probably be a lot ^^'🐟

Morven was a simple merman, he enjoyed living in his small village hidden just past the Pacific reef, where everyone knew everyone. It was a tight-knit community where neighbors helped one another, and everyone lived carefree lives as they enjoyed their days frolicking in the warm summer waters as they were wont to do.

Morven himself, despite only living here for little over a year, felt quite welcomed here and enjoyed selling his wares in his small stall along with a few other merchants.

While the other merchants tended to offer a more specialized craft, for example, the merchant across from him in the central square where they worked was a talented trumpet fish merman. He hunted and sold freshly caught seafood like fish, crabs, and shellfish.

The mermaid in the stall adjacent to himself, a lovely octopus mermaid, was incredibly talented as well. She had discovered hydrothermal vents not far off from where they lived and used this natural source of high-temperature heat for firing pottery and crafting glassware using recycled sea glass.

There was one who gathered human trash and sold the most useful bits for a fair price and another that crafted nets and clothes woven from the various ocean fibers that could be found around here.

Morven kept it simple, he sold trinkets, such as colorful stones, sea glass, and seashells that he found. He crafted some of these things into little chimes, hairpins, brooches, and headbands or he just sold them as is.

They weren’t particularly useful but he was proud of what he made. As a dugong merman he tended to take things slow, and finding little trinkets and trading with the other craftsmen to make his little art pieces suited him fine. He really never wanted for anything, the one exception to this was, The Sea Witch.

Every odd day he appeared from over the sand dunes from the small shack he lived in far from everyone else, his presence was like a blight to the cheery residence of their little community, as he stalked the markets in search of rare ingredients.

He had quite the imposing build that mirrors the strength of a shark, a dorsal fin sat on his lower back; his dark grey tail fluke was elongated and muscular. His eyes were cold, abyssal pools of black that studied everything in an intelligent and calculating manner that unsettled most. His mouth naturally sat at a scowl and he often bared his sharp teeth at the folks who stared at him for too long, causing them to flee.

Whenever The Sea Witch came to town most mermaids went out of their way to avoid him. And while there were a suitable number of merchants in this town, few wanted to do business with the witch, only ever doing so when directly threatened. The only exception to this was Morven himself.

He was a bit embarrassed to admit that he captivated him. But every time he looked at those black opalescent eyes, he wanted to get lost in them, to swim their depths. Morven got flustered every time he thought about it. Most merfolk thought that this willingness to interact with The Sea Witch was him being brave, or naïve, but really it was just his unabashedly attraction that no one seemed to notice.

Not even The Sea Witch himself seemed to notice Morven’s longing looks or his failed attempts of trying to flirt with him.

But at least, since it seemed like Morven was unafraid of the Sea Witch it meant that made him his most regular costumer. Today seemed to be no exception as the Sea Witch seemed to directly head Morven’s way. He gave the Sea Witch his biggest, most welcoming smile as he floated outside his stall, “Good morning, friend! Lovely day, isn’t it?”

“Have you collected all the seashells I commissioned from you?” he spoke bluntly.

“Ah yes, the ones you requested I find for you. I got them right here!”

Morven reached under the counter and presented a small box, the witch opened it and studies the assortment of shells, picking them up in his scarred hands, Morven took a moment to study them as he often hid them from view over his cloak.

The skin on the Sea Witch’s hands were almost ghostly white compared to the rest of his warm tanned skin, this was due to the extensive scarring, mostly prominent in his hands, but also extending past them and reaching up to his elbows in a delicate webbing of thick white scar tissue. Morven wondered briefly what hands like those would feel like? Would they be as coarse as they appear, or would they be secretly soft to the touch?

He must’ve stared at them for too long though, as the witch catches him and is quick to hide his hands away with a cold expression, realizing the mistake he Morven quickly got back on topic.

“Ahem, as you can see, I’ve got some cowrie, abalone, naticidae, clam, and olive shells. Not to mention this beauty right here!"

Morven brings up another package from beneath his counter, this one wrapped in cloth which he unfurls to reveal a rather large Triton’s Trumpet Shell.

"Some of those shells were tricky to find, especially this hefty bad boy, but I knew a couple of folks who travel outside the reef and I was able to make some deals, still makes for a mighty fine collection of shells if I do say so myself!” he exclaimed pride written all over his beaming face.

This seemed to perk up the witch some as he couldn’t resist picking up the Triton’s Trumpet to examine it fully, Morven could swear he almost saw a smile tug on the corners of his mouth which filled him with an even greater sense of pride.

The Sea Witch’s eyes pull away from the shell after a moment to meet Morven’s, which sent an electric shiver up his neck. “You’ve done some fine work merchant; I shall compensate you thusly.”

The Sea Witch then presented a payment of pearls and deep-sea gems which made Morven’s eyes widen, “Oh gee! That’s quite the fortune, I simply cannot accept-”

“Consider this a tip, to show my appreciation for all the work you have done for me in the past… I might not have need for these things soon anyway.” That last part was said cryptically which gave Morven some pause.

“Um, yes of course.’ He says after a moment as he takes the items and starts gathering them back together, ‘by the way… The Warm Waters festival is coming up here in the next couple of weeks, and perhaps you would be interested in going-”

“I don’t do festivals.”

The cold response was expected but Morven still deflated a little as he couldn’t help feeling a bit disappointed, still he pulled his big smile back on, “Oh, ok then, I guess I’ll see you next time then?”

“We shall see…” The Sea Witch said before departing leaving Morven to wonder just what he meant by that.

The Sea Witch’s hut was far off from everyone else in the town, which was what he preferred, and was modestly sized for a lone merman such as himself. Built with his own two hands, there was just enough room for himself, his books and for all his brewing and magical equipment.

When he found and settled in this town a decade ago, looking for a purpose in his life. Once he had built his home and settled, he went looking for that purpose, which he found in his first potion book.

It had been a chance find in the market, but it had intrigued him greatly and after reading through it and experimenting, he found he was pretty proficient in the art, so he kept with it. Collecting more tombs over the years and mastering the art of crafting and brewing potions for himself, soon he had a mastery over the deep sea magics and more tombs than he could read in a lifetime.

Yet he found himself longing for something… more. He wasn’t quite sure what it was he longed for, but there was a restless feeling in his heart that yearned for it, ached for that something.

It was this aching search for that something that had led to him floating in the middle of this large sandy strand, embarking on his greatest experiment yet. Out in this strand he threw his ingredients into his cauldron, usually it sat in his hat but he had dragged it out here for the ritual, which had been a real pain to do, but the effort would be worth it.

Eyes closed, he took a moment to clear his mind and focus on his deep hidden desire. He held his breath, then slowly let it go as he held the intention in his heart and mind. In his cauldron sat his bubbling brine, he mixed in a handful of sargassum, three stalks of bladderwrack, and half a dozen cowrie shells ground into a fine dust. Stirring the mixture gently, the concoction turned a dull rusty red.

One by one, he added his remaining collection of small shells, one abalone shell, two moon, four clam shells, and five olive. He spoke an incantation as he did so, "With these gifts of the sea, my wish is set free. Let it grow and manifest, as I will it to be."

Mixing slowly, he observed the brine as the rust color gave away to a pleasant baby blue. As he continued to mix, he closed his eyes and thought again what it was he was wishing for. There was tugging, a yearning in his heart. He was so tired of small village, he just to be somewhere better than this place full of ignorant fools who did not understand him, he wanted something… someone to understand him.

Someone he would be able to give his love to?

As soon as that thought crossed his mind he flushed and shook the thought away. No that surely wasn’t it, it couldn’t be that simple. Surely, he desired transcendence or something more profound.

Besides there was no one in this village that could ever love him as he was, they all feared him, if he wanted to have someone to give his love too, he would have to create a whole new person. Which just wasn’t an option for him at this time, and building a homunculus was currently beyond his current abilities, truly he had no one.

Finally, the potion settled and changed color once more, now a ghostly white, it was semi opaque. The last step was to fill the Triton’s Trumpet shell and consume some of the liquid for himself. He grabbed the wrapped package and removed the cloth to reveal the large shell, which shined in the full moon’s light.

As he inspected it again, he noticed that inside the shell sat a few turtle grass fruits. The witch blinked at this, this had not been there when he had looked at it this morning, and no one has touched this shell besides himself and that merchant Morven. Then did that mean the merchant had slipped this in? He seemed the type to do such a thing.

Morven was such a kind individual from what the Sea Witch had observed, his bushel of whiskers that sat upon his upper lip, were always up turned into a big smile whenever he saw him, everything about Morven screamed big. Not in height necessarily, The Sea Witch length beat out Morven in that regard, but it was in the way he held himself, and his big booming voice.

Whenever he laughed, the Sea Witch could swear such a laugh could carry all the way to the Atlantic. His big arms were always used to help other merfolk carry heavy packages, yet his rotund form made him seem so soft and huggable, it made the witch wondered how it would feel to be held by him.

The Sea Witch frowned as he pulled the fruits out of the shell, his chest drummed quickly and his stomach twisted a bit. He wasn’t sure what he was feeling at this moment, but it made him uncomfortable; he set the fruits down as he decided to concentrate on the task at hand.

He could not get distracted now right now when he was this close. Dipping the Triton’s Trumpet into the warm bubbling mixer he holds the Triton’s Trumpet aloft and speaks his final incantation.

"Blessed be the Dark Ocean Depths, take me as your own. In the waters' depths, my wish shall be sown. With this potion's power, grant what I desire deep within my core. In the ocean's sway, grant my wish, and change me forevermore.”

With those words spoken he brings and the mouth of the shell to his lips and tilts it back as he quickly downed the potion; it was still warm and he could feel the warmth of its contents make its way down and settle heavily into his solar plexus like a hot stone.

He stood there for a long moment, waiting, he wasn’t sure what he was supposed to be looking for or feeling, but he did not feel much different. He frowned as more time passed, but calmed himself, it probably needed more time to manifest. All he could do at this point was wait. He gave a sigh and went about cleaning up his mess.

By the time he was done it was morning when he crawled into his bed, he was exhausted, he curled up on himself a little as he tried not to worry. Still, he could not help but feel some doubt, what if it had not worked? What then? Was he truly doomed to always be left wanting? As his mind gave into the dredges of sleep, he could still feel the warmth of the potion as it still settled deep within him.

It wasn’t until a few weeks later that the Sea Witch noticed the changes. It started with a feeling of nausea and light headaches, but that could be dismissed. Then came the fatigue and his mood would start to shift dramatically, he even almost cried once in front of some merfolk when he went out to town, all because he saw something pretty, but once again, he dismissed these signs.

It was not until he started to suffer from intense lower abdominal cramping that he started to be concerned, his nausea had also only gotten worse, which lead to him vomiting at random times or if he smelt something that churned his stomach.

It was because of these alarming changes that he actually went to seek out the doctor in his small village, something he almost never did. Usually, he was quite healthy and if he was ill, it was usually something small and he was knowledgeable enough to take care of himself, but this was not getting better, it was getting worse. So, he made the trip to see the doctor.

Meeting the doctor, the Sea Witch learned her name was Una, she was a zebra fish with large, expressive eyes that gleam with a combination of curiosity and warmth. Una had quite the bubbly demeanor, radiating an aura of optimism; she seemed ditzy in the Sea Witch’s opinion.

She had a penchant for playful giggles as she ushered the Sea Witch into her examination room and introduced herself to him. This rubbed the Sea Witch the wrong way at first and he quickly wondered if coming here was a mistake. But Una picked up on that quickly and started to tone it down, and now upon a second glance, it seemed that underneath the whimsical facade she held a brilliant and analytical glint in her eye which surprised the Sea Witch a little.

“Now before we begin just need to ask some basic questions, name?”

“… Sabastion.”

“What a lovely name.’ she says with a bright smile, ‘species?”

“Dolphin.”

Una looked up a bit in surprise, “Dolphin?”

“Yes, and what of it??” he says defensively, he knew most merfolk assumed he was a shark. Showed how little this village knew him. Course he did not do much to clear things up, but if they were going to assume that of him anyways, he might as well lean into and use that to his advantage. Less people are willing to mess with a mershark than a merdolphin.

“I apologize if I offended you Sebastion, I’ll be sure to remember that and be more sensitive in the future.” Una says, seeming genuinely apologetic.

“It’s fine…” Sebastion gruffs.

“So, what brings you in here this morning? I believe this is the first time I’ve ever seen you come into my office.” Una asked, bright eyes focused on him.

“Yes, I am not often sick, and the last time I came to the doctor was a few years back, back when there was a different doctor. I honestly expected to see him and not you.”

“Ah Doctor. Sturgeon, yes? He retired two years ago! I trained under him to take his place.”

“I see, I trust your qualified then…”

“Well, I haven’t gotten any major complaints just yet.’ She said with a small smile, ‘but we can discuss myself and my life another time, let’s hear about you. How are you feeling?”

“Ah yes, well, I have been becoming increasingly sick the last few weeks. It started off as some light headaches and some bouts of nausea, but it has progressed to the point I am vomiting at random times of the day; my lower abdomen as also started cramping up as well.”

She writes this down on her clip board “I see, have you experienced any fevers?”

“No.”

“Any weakness in your muscles?”

“I have been feeling fatigued as well…”

“Alright, and you say you’re throwing up at random times of the day? Could you expand on that? Are you eating any specific foods or are there anything that you think could be triggering the nausea?”

“Well, it’s less when I eat, though certain foods have turned my stomach, it’s mostly when I smell something.”

“Hm, would you describe your sense of smell being somewhat sensitive as of late?”

“Yes actually.”

“Any excessive salivation in the mouth?”

“I suppose, I haven’t really given that much thought…”

“that’s alright.’ She says as she places the clip board down. She then approaches the witch, ‘I want to examine your abdomen and see if anything is sensitive or bloating, would you mind laying back?”

Sabastion nods as he lays back awkwardly, as he lay there, he felt weirdly vulnerable, Una began to lightly press against his stomach, starting high and working her way down slowly, “let me know if you feel any discomfort or pain alright?”

He nods as she continues to lightly press, once Una reached his lower abdomen the Sabastion made a small, involuntary, sound of pain. Una gave him a small sympathetic smile, “Sorry about that. I’ll be quick, now dose it hurt on just this side or both?”

She presses on both sides and the he hums in discomfort, “both.”

“Alright.’ Una finally stops pressing and lets the Sabastion sit back up, ‘now one last thing I want to do before I give you my thoughts, can I get some of your blood?”

“Why?”

“I want to test your levels; it will help me pin down the diagnosis more concretely.”

“… Alright.”

“Great! I will be right back with a needle and some vials.” Una says before setting out of the examination room.

She returned quickly after and took a few samples of his blood, she then left again to go test them, leaving the Sabastion alone with his thoughts. As he sat alone in the room waiting for her to return the Sabastion’s nerves were starting to get to him. What if this was worse than he thought? What if he was seriously ill? So lost he was in his worrying that he about leapt off the table when Una opened the door again a few minutes later.

“Sorry did I startle you?” she asked, seeing how jittery he had become.

“No, I’m fine.” He says regaining his composer.

“Good, now I’ve gotten the results back right here. Now, based on the symptoms and concerns you’ve described to me, as well as the blood test I am fairly confident in this diagnosis.”

“Which is...?”

“That you’re pregnant.”

He blinked, “I’m sorry?”

“You’re pregnant.”

It took the Sabastion a full minute to process what she said, “What? No that is not possible, I am a male.”

“Well since all merfolk can change sex characteristics based on their needs, if you’ve been sexually active and were the recipient of your partner, than it is perfectly normal for it to potentially take. But rest assured you will be able to carry a baby to term without any complications.” Una assures.

“But I haven’t had sex before.” Sabastion admits quickly.

“You haven’t?”

“No, I haven’t, so I can’t possibly be pregnant!”

“I see, can you think of any recent event that might explain the sudden change then?”

“No, I-’ Sabastion stops in his tracks as he is hit with a sudden realization, the potion, ‘I… recently performed a ritual and drank a potion, which was supposed to grant my deepest wish…”

“You drank a wish potion?”

“Y-yes.”

“Then did you perhaps wish to be pregnant?”

“I did not wish for anything specifically… I just wished to be changed.”

“Well, a baby would certainly be a big change.”

“I-I suppose…”

Una thought on that, “Would you mind if I did a quick pelvic exam and check what your current sexual characteristics are? That might clear things up.”

Sabastion swallowed nervously but nodded. She then had him lay back down, he did not think he could feel any more exposed or vulnerable than last time; his stomach twisted into knots as he heard Una slip on some gloves.

“Take some deep slow breaths, this will feel uncomfortable but I’ll try to be as quick as possible.”

Sabastion sucked in a breath and let it out slow, he tried not to react too much as she examined him, but his fingers did start to dig into the table and he let out a low hum of discomfort as she worked.

“Sorry, I know, I’m almost done hon.’ She comforts, sensing this, ‘… yes it seems like your sheath has retracted and become a slit. In response to the pregnancy, it’s also the reason you have felt so much cramping lately, your body was changing to accommodate your pregnancy.” Una starts as she pulls back and takes off her gloves.

“So then…”

“All signs are pointing towards it yes.”

Sabastion sits up and runs a hand threw his long hair, he felt weak, Una placed a hand on his shoulder, “I know this must be a lot to take in, like I said this is a big change, so if you want to think about your options, you are free to do so. You are still early into your first quadmester from the looks of it so there is still plenty of time.”

“Quadmester?”

“You mentioned you’re a dolphin species, yes?’ Sabastion nods and the doctor continues, ‘Well while most mermaids carry for nine months, the length of time it takes for a merperson to carry their baby to term usually depends on the species. Either way those months are divided up into segments of three in order to track the progress and guess when you might be due. You are part of that later half who carry for 12 months, so we divide your pregnancy off into four three-month segments, which is why we call it quadmester.” Una explained.

This was a lot to take in, he started to place a hand on his belly but stopped himself short before looking at her, “I-I need time to think about this.”

“Of course, I will give you the necessary info to read over and let’s meet again in two weeks all right? Then we can discuss what it is you want to do.”

He nods as she grabs some pamphlets and hands them over to him.

As the Sabastion left the office, pamphlets hidden under his cloak his mind was still a whirlpool of thoughts. How could this have happened? He knew he wanted the potion to change him, but not like this! Why would the potion even react like this? Had he been secretly desiring a baby all this time…? He wasn’t sure of his own feelings, the overwhelming confusion started to bring tears to his eyes as it continued to plague him. He was so caught up in his thoughts and trying to fight back his on-coming tears, he did not notice the person in front of him until much too late, colliding with the individual and the two were sent to the floor.

Morven was momentarily dazed as he sat on the sea floor, he had been carrying some freshly collected seashells when he seemed to have collided with someone. Morven’s seashells scattered across the sea floor around him as he sat there. Once his head cleared, he realized what had happened and in a small panic he quickly looked over at the merperson in question.

Imagin his surprise when he saw it was the Sea Witch sitting there equally as dazed, with papers scattered around him. As the witch glanced up from his daze, Morven saw that there were tears in his eyes, which made his heart sink. Had he hurt him when they crashed into each other? Morven quickly got up and offered a hand to him.

“I’m so sorry, here let me help!”

The Sea Witch looked at his hand and offered him his elbow instead, but at least he was allowing Morven to help him back up, helping to steady him as he seemed to be a bit woozy, “How are you doing? Are you alright? I’m sorry, I didn’t see you there.”

The Sea Witch finally registered that Morven was talking to him and a look of surprised crossed his face, the merchant quickly offered him a smile.

“Ah, hello merchant…” the witch said after a moment.

“Hey there yourself!” he offered back with a smile.

“I apologize, I had not been looking where I was going.”

“No, no that was completely my fault! No need to apologize.”

“Still, I seemed to have caused you to spill your wares.”

“Oh, that’s fine, I’ll just pick those up, here let me get those papers for you too.”

The Sea Witch jumped at that and quickly stooped down to start picking up the papers, “N-No need! Allow me to help you!” he said quickly as he also began scooping up Morven shells and helping him put them back in his box.

Morven found the gesture to be surprisingly kind for the witch, who always seemed so cool and distant, he never seemed to type to want to help so seeing this new side to him made Morven a bit giddy.

They continued to pick up shells together and once or twice their hands almost touch, but the witch was quick to notice and pull away his hands before they could. Their eyes would also occasionally meet and both would quickly pull those away as well, Morven was becoming more and more flustered as he continued to be close to the shark-like individual.

Finally, the two finished collecting all their split items and Morven looked at the witch with a big grateful smile, “I ‘preciate the help there friend!”

“It was no trouble…” The Sea Witch then began to turn away and Morven suddenly realized this was rare chance to ask something of him, “Uh wait one moment!” The Sea Witch turned back around to look at him, a questioning look on his face.

Morven swallowed nervously before speaking, “Well, I know last time we talked I mentioned that Warm Waters Festival was going to start soon, and well it’s tonight and I was maybe wondering if…”

“I believe I mentioned before I wasn’t interested in festivals.”

“Yes, you did. But, well, I’ve never seen you at the festival before and I think you might end up enjoying it. If you want, you could come to the festival, with me, I’m sure it could be a fun time.” Morven says with a small nervous smile.

Sabastion looked at the merchant suspiciously, what was this dugong’s angle? He seemed so adamant about getting him to come to this festival. Did he pity him? Or worse was this some sort of set up, where he and the other merchants would turn up and mock him publicly, in front of everyone? Sabastion studied his eyes, his eyes reminded Sebastion of the little pieces of grayish green sea glass he often sold, and despite his suspicions they seemed sincere.

Sabastion thought on it, should he go? He didn’t really have a reason not too, other than his overall weariness of being out in public for that long. He fiddled with his papers and suddenly reminded of his current predicament. He had a lot he needed to think about in regard to the unborn child inside him. But if he was completely honest, he didn’t really want to think about it right now, the mere thought overwhelmed him. He could really use a distraction, then maybe he could come back to the subject with a clearer mind.

“… Alright, I’ll go with you.” Sebastion says after a moment.

He watched the merchant’s eyes light up and his signature large grin spread across his face, “great! Um should I come pick you up or?”

“Let’s meet at the entrance of the festival.”

“Sure! It starts in the evening so I’ll wait for you then! This will be fun I promise.”

“It better be or I’ll have no choice but to curse you and your entire bloodline.” Sabastian jokes in a deadpan way.

Theres a moment of silence and Sabastion realized he shouldn’t have said that, suddenly feeling flustered as Morven stared at him, it seemed like his joke did not land as intended.

But then Morven suddenly bursts out laughing, big and booming, “I’m sorry but did you just make a joke? I didn’t think that was something you could do!” he teased his smile somehow wider than before.

Sabastion became increasingly flustered as he felt his heart race in his chest, his even felt his face begin to redden, but he quickly covered it up by giving him a cold scowl, “I am perfectly capable of making jokes, to think I cannot is insulting.”

“Hehe sorry, sorry! Just never heard you joke like that before. Little dark, but I like it. I hope I can hear more jokes from you in the future.”

“Yes, well, I must get going. I shall see you at the festival.” Sabastion said quickly, turning and swimming away before Morven could see his reddening face.

That merchant was frustrating, Sabastion decided, him laughing and complimenting him like that really frazzled the witch and he almost reconsidered going to the festival all together. But he had made up his mind, he needed a distraction, and at least Morven was nice enough to take some sort of pity on him, surely it was pity that made Morven invite Sabastion to the festival.

Still, he couldn’t help but feel a bit giddy, and as he swam back to his hut Sabastion wondered how he should dress for the festival.

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Learn about different types of sex dolls

The world of sex dolls has long been more than that. With so many different types of love dolls, there is always one that resonates with you. Today, let's talk about the diverse ecology of realistic sexdolls. This article will take you through the characteristics and applicability of each type and help you find the most suitable "ideal partner".

1. Female sex dolls

Female love dolls are undoubtedly the most popular category, occupying about 80% of the market share. Their appeal lies in their realistic appearance and customizable details:

Facial features: Choose from a variety of faces - different ethnicities, age groups and styles. Whether it is a sweet girl next door, a sexy exotic beauty, or a mature and elegant mature woman, everyone can find something suitable.

Body type: From hourglass curves to slim model figures and athletic and toned physiques, you can choose a body that suits your taste. High-end dolls like WM Doll even offer exquisite details such as collarbones and dimples to meet various preferences.

Customizable details: Skin color (ivory, tan, dark brown), hairstyle, eye color, and realistic features such as nails and body hair can all be customized to your liking. You can truly customize your doll to suit your fantasy.

Features

Material: Dolls are usually made of TPE material or realistic silicone. High-end silicone models have complex textures that mimic human skin, providing a near-real tactile experience.

Dynamic skeleton: Metal frames provide flexibility, allowing for a variety of poses in a variety of scenarios. These metal skeletons ensure durability and realistic joints.

Realistic genitalia: Highly detailed vaginal and anal structures, complete with heating, suction, and vibration options, enhance the experience.

Touch and weight: Breasts can be customized with gel, hollow, or solid materials. The weight of the dolls is usually between 28-50 kg, providing a realistic feel and easy maneuverability, ensuring the best experience for users.

2. Male sex dolls

Male love dolls are becoming a new star in the market, with brands such as Irontech Doll , Qita Doll , HR Doll , and Realing Doll starting to launch male doll series. Male sex dolls are favored for their muscular body design and highly realistic details:

Muscle aesthetics: chest muscles, abdominal muscles and arm lines are precisely sculpted to perfectly show male beauty.

Diverse facial features: from deep and charming eyes to sexy beards - there are slightly old faces, and there are faces with charming and warm smiles.

Each doll has its own unique temperament and charm.

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Skin texture: simulate pores and muscle fibers, some dolls also support the implantation of chest hair and beards to further enhance the sense of reality.

Functional features

Penis design: supports penis removal, and you can choose a penis of various lengths and shapes at will. Some models are equipped with electric functions to provide vibration or simulated thrusting.

Lightweight: In order to meet people's demand for real use of male dolls, the height of male dolls is usually not less than 160 cm, and 170-175 cm is the most common. Taller dolls mean more weight, but male dolls often use weight-reducing technology to make them easier to carry and use.

3. Torso and lower body sex dolls

Torso dolls focus on providing a realistic feel while minimizing weight and storage requirements. Known for their practicality and focused functionality, they are a classic in the sex doll market.

Types

Classic torso dolls: These dolls omit the limbs and head, focusing on the core body areas to enhance realism.

Full torso: Extends from the neck to the genitals, often featuring breasts or pectoral muscles and functional genitals.

Hip torso: Focuses on the waist and hips, perfect for specific use scenarios.

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Torso with head: Combines the advantages of full-body and torso dolls, with customizable heads, skin tones, and hair to create a semi-full look. These dolls allow users to explore creativity while solving practical issues such as weight and storage.

Lower body dolls: Carefully crafted legs with detailed muscle lines and realistic textures, designed for those seeking a focused experience. Complex designs often include realistic skin tones and clear contours.

Features

Realistic touch: Made of soft, flexible materials that mimic the feel of human skin, designed to effectively replicate the feel of real life.

Dynamic enhancements: Some models include vibration, suction, and self-cleaning features for added convenience.

4. Masturbators

Masturbators are a top choice for those seeking simplicity and affordability. They focus on sexual satisfaction and feature realistic designs and feel.

Types

Classic vagina models: Mimic the female vulva with realistic internal textures. These designs are made of TPE or silicone materials for flexibility and comfort.

Oral models: Simulate oral sex, complete with details such as teeth and tongue, providing a highly immersive experience.

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"Dark Fiber Network Market: Empowering Ultra-Fast Connectivity in 2024 and Beyond"

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For users less familiar with oem lexus brake pads, it may be challenging to identify if their brake pads are made of ceramic friction material. Although different manufacturers may use varying formulations reflected in color differences, all ceramic brake pads share some common characteristics. Here are six methods to help you determine if your brake pads are ceramic:

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The acai berry market is projected to grow significantly, increasing from USD 989.5 million in 2024 to USD 2,234.72 million by 2032, at a compound annual growth rate (CAGR) of 10.72%.The global Acai Berry market has seen rapid growth in recent years, driven by rising health consciousness, the growing popularity of superfoods, and an increased focus on natural and organic products. Originating from the Amazon rainforest in Brazil, the acai berry is small, dark purple, and packed with essential nutrients like antioxidants, fiber, and healthy fats. Known for its potential health benefits, including improved heart health, weight loss, and anti-aging properties, acai has become a prominent ingredient in various products, ranging from food and beverages to cosmetics.

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Market Overview

The acai berry market has witnessed robust growth, largely due to the increasing demand for functional foods and beverages. Consumers today are more focused on adopting healthier lifestyles, which has led to a surge in the consumption of nutrient-rich, organic, and natural foods. Acai berries, with their rich nutritional profile, fit perfectly into this category. The market is expected to grow steadily, with North America, Europe, and Asia-Pacific emerging as major regional markets.

According to recent reports, the global acai berry market was valued at approximately USD 720 million in 2022 and is projected to reach USD 1.5 billion by 2028, growing at a compound annual growth rate (CAGR) of 12% during the forecast period. This growth is fueled by increasing consumer awareness about the health benefits of acai berries, particularly their antioxidant properties.

Key Growth Drivers

1. Health and Wellness Trend: The global trend toward healthier living has played a crucial role in driving the demand for acai berry products. With rising health concerns such as obesity, heart disease, and diabetes, consumers are seeking out foods that offer a blend of nutrition and taste. Acai berries, often marketed as a superfood, are rich in vitamins, minerals, and antioxidants, which appeal to health-conscious consumers looking to boost their immunity and energy levels.

2. Popularity of Functional Foods and Beverages: Functional foods, which provide additional health benefits beyond basic nutrition, are becoming more popular globally. Acai berries are frequently used in products like smoothies, energy bars, juices, and supplements, owing to their rich nutrient content. This has contributed significantly to the growing demand for acai-based products in the food and beverage industry.

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4. Growing E-commerce Platforms: The rise of e-commerce has made it easier for consumers to access a wide range of acai berry products from around the world. Online platforms offer various forms of acai, including frozen pulp, powder, capsules, and supplements, allowing consumers to purchase these products at their convenience. The availability of acai-based products on popular online marketplaces has significantly boosted the market’s reach and accessibility.

#### Challenges and Restraints

Despite its promising growth, the acai berry market faces several challenges. The high cost of acai products, due to the complexities of harvesting and transporting fresh berries from the Amazon, can be a barrier for price-sensitive consumers. Additionally, there is growing competition from other superfoods like blueberries, goji berries, and chia seeds, which offer similar health benefits at a lower cost.

Future Outlook

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Jamba Juice Inc.

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Sunfood

Acai Exotic LLC

Sambazon, Inc.

Naked Juice Company

Acai Frooty

Phyto Nutraceutical’s

The Coca-Cola Company

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Powder

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Rest of Europe

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Japan

India

South Korea

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Rest of Asia Pacific

Latin America

Brazil

Argentina

Rest of Latin America

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Rest of the Middle East and Africa

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Semiconductor Lasers Market Trends: How AI and 5G Are Shaping the Future

Allied Market Research, titled, Global Semiconductor Lasers Market by Type and End User Application: Opportunity Analysis and Industry Forecast, 2014-2022, the semiconductor lasers market is expected to reach $8.9 billion by 2022 from $5.5 billion in 2015, growing at a CAGR of 6.9% during the forecast period. In 2015, Asia-Pacific dominated the overall market with over 38% share and is anticipated to continue this trend during the forecast period.

Semiconductor laser is a type of solid-state laser light producing device that differs from conventional lasers on the basis of mechanism used for light amplification. In a semiconductor laser, the active semiconductor components are used for amplifying the light which enables it to have compact size. In addition, it requires less power and is more efficient as compared to conventional laser.

The rise in demand of semiconductor lasers in defense sector, increased usage in medical sector, dedicated assembly, and low tolerance for packaging error fuel the market. However, the market growth is largely restrained by reliability issues and complexities in testing processes. Although, increase in demand for data storage where semiconductor lasers are used opens new opportunity for the players.

In 2015, fiber optic laser (FOL) contributed over 40% market sharethe largest in terms of revenue. FOL serves analog and digital fiber communications, radio frequency links, and research applications. The laser allows link length of over 30km and does not require any amplifiers or signal distribution to multiple receivers as the power levels in lasers are higher than the conventional signal sources. However, green laser is anticipated to grow at a faster CAGR of 8.34% during the forecast period.

By end user application, the communication segment held over 30% revenue share and dominated the semiconductor lasers market in 2015. Green lasers can be used for a variety of roles such as pointing devices. Its ability to form a line in the dark has led to its usage as rescue lights as it can be seen from miles. In addition, it has been used for laser light shows and sky gazing as a person can pinpoint a star by using the green laser. It can also be used as a laser pointers for guns and rifles.

By geography, Asia-Pacific dominated the global semiconductor lasers market with over 35% share in overall revenue; followed by North America, Europe, and LAMEA. Furthermore, it is anticipated to grow at the highest CAGR of 8.2% during the forecast period.

Key Findings of the Semiconductor Lasers Market

Fiber optic laser segment dominated the market in 2015, with over 45% of market share. However, green laser and HPDL is expected to grow at a higher CAGR of 8.3%, during the forecast period.

Communication application segment accounted for over 32% of the market in 2015.

LAMEA is anticipated to be among one of the fast growing regions owing to the presence of rapidly growing automotive industry.

Asia-Pacific dominated the market in 2015 due surge in demand for semiconductor lasers in China, South Korea, and Japan.

The major players profiled in the report include ASML Holdings N.V., Coherent Inc., Newport Corporation, Sharp Corporation, Sumitomo Electric Industries, Ltd., Trumpf GmbH + Co. KG, Axcel Photonics Inc., IPG Photonics Corporation, Hans Laser Technology Industry Group Co. Ltd., and Rofin-Sinar Technologies Inc.

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Dark Fiber Market Share, Key Market Players, Trends & Forecast, 2024–2030

The Dark Fiber Market was valued at USD 6.4 billion in 2023 and will surpass USD 12.5 billion by 2030; growing at a CAGR of 10.0% during 2024 - 2030. the importance of robust, high-speed, and reliable communication networks cannot be overstated. While much attention has been focused on innovations like 5G, satellite internet, and cloud computing, one critical component operates largely in the shadows: dark fiber. This article delves into the dark fiber market, exploring its significance, growth drivers, and future potential.

Dark fiber refers to unused or unlit optical fibers that have been laid down but are not currently in use by any service provider. These fibers, also known as unlit fiber, are often laid during the construction of telecom networks but remain dormant until they are needed. The term "dark" refers to the fact that no light pulses are being sent through the fibers, as they are not yet connected to any transmission equipment.

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The Growth of the Dark Fiber Market

The dark fiber market has witnessed significant growth in recent years, driven by several factors:

Data Explosion: The exponential growth in data traffic, fueled by the proliferation of IoT devices, cloud computing, and video streaming services, has created an insatiable demand for bandwidth. Service providers are increasingly turning to dark fiber to meet this demand, as it allows them to quickly and cost-effectively expand their network capacity.

5G Rollout: The deployment of 5G networks is a key driver of dark fiber demand. 5G requires a dense network of small cells, each of which needs to be connected by high-speed fiber-optic cables. Dark fiber provides the necessary infrastructure to support these connections, making it a critical component of 5G networks.

Enterprise Demand: Large enterprises, particularly those in data-intensive industries such as finance, healthcare, and technology, are increasingly opting for dark fiber to secure dedicated, private networks. This approach offers greater control over network performance, security, and scalability, making it an attractive option for businesses with high data demands.

Cost-Effectiveness: Leasing dark fiber can be more cost-effective in the long run compared to leasing lit fiber services. By using dark fiber, companies can light and manage the fiber themselves, offering flexibility and potentially reducing costs as their data needs grow.

Government and Infrastructure Projects: Governments around the world are investing in digital infrastructure to boost economic growth and ensure future connectivity. These initiatives often include the deployment of dark fiber to provide a scalable foundation for future communication networks.

Market Segmentation

The dark fiber market can be segmented based on various criteria, including:

Fiber Type: Single-mode vs. multi-mode fibers.

Network Type: Metro vs. long-haul networks.

Application: Telecom, BFSI (Banking, Financial Services, and Insurance), healthcare, IT, and others.

Geography: North America, Europe, Asia-Pacific, and other regions.

North America currently dominates the dark fiber market, driven by the high demand for advanced communication infrastructure and the presence of major technology companies. However, Asia-Pacific is expected to witness the highest growth rate in the coming years, fueled by rapid urbanization and increasing investments in 5G and smart city projects.

Challenges in the Dark Fiber Market

Despite its growth potential, the dark fiber market faces several challenges:

High Initial Costs: The cost of deploying dark fiber can be substantial, especially for long-haul networks. This can be a barrier for smaller companies or those with limited budgets.

Maintenance and Management: While dark fiber offers flexibility, it also requires companies to manage and maintain the network themselves, which can be resource-intensive.

Regulatory Hurdles: In some regions, regulatory challenges can slow down the deployment of dark fiber networks. Navigating these hurdles requires careful planning and a thorough understanding of local regulations.

Competition from Lit Fiber Providers: Some companies may prefer to lease lit fiber services from traditional telecom providers, which can offer easier management and bundled services. This competition can impact the growth of the dark fiber market.

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The Future of Dark Fiber

The future of the dark fiber market looks promising, with several trends expected to drive its growth:

Edge Computing: The rise of edge computing, which brings data processing closer to the source of data, will increase the demand for dark fiber. As more data is processed at the edge, the need for high-capacity, low-latency networks will grow, making dark fiber an attractive option.

Smart Cities: The development of smart cities, which rely on interconnected devices and systems to improve urban living, will require extensive fiber networks. Dark fiber will play a key role in supporting the infrastructure needed for smart city initiatives.

Global Connectivity: As the world becomes increasingly interconnected, the demand for international and intercontinental fiber-optic networks will rise. Dark fiber will be essential in enabling these global connections, supporting everything from international business operations to global internet traffic.

Conclusion

The dark fiber market is a silent powerhouse in the world of modern connectivity, providing the backbone for many of the technologies and services we rely on today. As data demands continue to soar and new technologies emerge, the importance of dark fiber will only grow. Companies and governments alike are recognizing the strategic value of dark fiber, and its market is poised for significant expansion in the years to come. Whether you're an investor, a telecom provider, or an enterprise with high data needs, dark fiber represents a key opportunity in the evolving landscape of global connectivity.

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