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BITCHBOY ⊹

ALL I WANT IN THIS WHOLE WIDE WORLD IS TO BE YOUR BITCHBOY . . . ft. Osamu Dazai

wc: ~6.8k

cw: 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. icky pervy stoner roommate!Dazai <333 also pathetic wet cat mess of a man Dazai, afab+gn!reader, established roommate relationship, no established romantic relationship, implied bi!Dazai if you squint, referenced whore!Dazai, weed smoking+intox/noncon (reader says "stop" once and he does not stop), dubcon (becomes 'consenual' but Dazai's coercive+they're high), noncon elements can be interpreted (esp at the end) to be roleplay with prior consent! dirty talk, shotgunning, fingering, squirting, kissing, penetration, creampie, insulting nicknames (Dazai receiving), biting, this is depraved and I will answer for it on judgement day

reid: he’s all i think about.

tags: @kalsplace

You’re grumbling under your breath when you’re about to cross the threshold to your apartment because, as if the rest of your day hadn’t been annoying enough, your stupid key decides to give you extra trouble—as of late, it’s not working unless you jam it in the lock at a very specific angle and jiggle violently until just before you’re sure the knob will fall off, all whilst cursing your landlord’s neglect of the crummy old building like some enchantment or spell that ties the whole rage-inducing, access-granting ritual together.

Couldn’t your good-for-nothing roommate hear you struggling with it?

“Hey, sorry,” he chirps too brightly for the evening hour, floating out of his room as you shut the door behind you with a sigh—ever the mind reader. You forego your eye-roll this time; you’re convinced that one of these days they’ll get stuck in your skull what with how much you do it. You hear Dazai sauntering toward you as you’re shrugging your jacket off, hanging it up, tossing your bag on the table. “Was busy.”

You’re ready to turn and scowl at him, but when you face him, he’s waggling the little pipe in your face—the green one with blue flecks in the glass, undoubtedly what he was busy with while you broke into your own home—and you won’t admit that you already feel your irritation start to melt away when it slides from his fingertips to yours. You clutch it, latch onto the mouthpiece, and watch as the brunette flicks the flame out and lights you up.

You exhale gratefully, take one more pull, and hand the glowing bowl back for him to catch the remainder of before he lights it again. “Thank you," you croak before short cough leaves you. “Was real close to bitching you out for not leaving the door unlocked.”

Dazai blows his smoke directly back in your face with a small grin. “Redeemed by my weed once again.”

You chuckle and wave it away, making a point of sliding by him and toward your room to change. You need to unwind a second before dealing with him for the rest of the night. “‘S’all that ever redeems you. Crack a window, will ya?”

It’s really not a bad arrangement to have a live-in pot dealer—that’s basically what Dazai is and has been as long as you’ve roomed with him. Sure, he's also a pain in your ass; the man can hardly cook, you had to show him how to use the washing machine in the common area when you first moved in, and only a bit ago, after almost half a year of sharing a living space, have you convinced him to keep his mess of discarded socks and food packaging contained within his bedroom. It took a lot of harsh reprimanding about how you're not his parent and he's not your teenage son for you to realize it'd be a little of his own medicine to get him to start taking you seriously. Leaving your empty takeout box on the coffee table right where he liked to eat his, tossing your sweatshirt over his spot on the couch and refusing to move it for days—he took the message, albeit smugly, after that, and hasn't given you trouble since.

Even despite being a pain in the ass, though, especially now that he at least cleans up after himself, you have to admit you don't hate his presence in your home and in your life. You chalk it up to how infuriatingly charming he can be—you know he's a detective, and he's certainly got talents for sniffing out your emotions, solving your day-to-day problems, and smooth-talking, but all of that falls under being nosy and weird when he tries to guilt you into praising him for it. If he was any less annoying, you'd maybe even admit to yourself that he's kind of attractive; only physically, of course, which you've known since the day you met him, but any other way he might be—retaining a heavy air of mystery in spite of how bubbly he is, occasionally inviting you out drinking (mostly so you can drag him home once he overdoes it), smoking you up without asking for money—is just so overshadowed by what a fucking weirdo he is. You can’t separate it.

He certainly keeps you on your toes.

That’s really the worst thing about him. You know you’ll exit your room to grab your leftovers from the fridge and he’ll be pestering you to watch some movie with him—probably one of his cringy rom-coms (the fact that he watches and unironically enjoys them serving only marginally to make him a little more of an interesting character) during which he'll sling his feet across your lap or curl up into you so he can pinch your side once or twice just for your reaction, leaving you red in the face and mildly irritated while he giggles condescendingly at you. But as you always do, you think as you sigh and lift the hem of your sweater to curl it over and off, you’ll concede.

Your head’s caught in your sleep shirt when you hear your door creak open.

“Um, privacy?” you half-yelp—something you’re still figuring your way around with him. You jump out of line of the door as you poke your head through the neckline to shoot him that glare you saved from moments earlier.

Dazai just snickers, eyes wide and innocent. You're naked from the waist down. “Could’ve locked it.”

“As if that would stop you,” you snap back, stretching the hem over your thighs and ass as you skitter awkwardly back over to the edge of your bed where a pair of comfy shorts lay. “Get out!”

“Will you hurry up and put your pants on? I got My Big Fat Greek Wedding locked and loaded.”

“Yes, yes, just get out.”

He’s still snickering when he disappears behind the door. He doesn’t shut it all the way, and you mutter freak beneath your breath, secretly hoping he hears you.

You tug your shorts on and meander back out as the intro rolls, set on your leftover homemade tonkatsu; as you settle cross-legged with your plate on the couch, Dazai reaches over and plucks a piece of cabbage off it.

You side eye him as you chew. He’s already occupying himself with packing another bowl—he must've finished the first one himself. You'd half-expect him to reach for one of the prerolls he keeps in the coffee table drawer so as not to have to go to the trouble again, but he does.

“You eat yet?” you ask carefully.

He shakes his head as he uses the butt of the lighter to press it down. Of course not. Even weed doesn’t make him eat. You’ve expressed concern over his eating habits before, but he always dismisses you with a hum and that smug smile.

You make a point of tearing the remainder of your cutlet in half with your utensils. When he reaches out to pass you the pipe, you reach back, chopsticks pinching a hefty piece of pork.

Dazai raises his eyebrows at you.

You raise yours in reply, as if to say, take it, or I’m not smoking anymore with you.

So he does, reluctance veiled thinly by amusement. You know him well enough by now; or, you think you do, at least. As he chews, he balances the chopsticks back on your plate and turns to you with the lighter, curling his own legs beneath himself.

Only satisfied when he swallows, you set your plate aside, face him, and press the pipe to your lips again, looking to him. To his pretty brown eyes that search you owlishly, that you swear sparkle with a little more vigor after even the smallest bit of sustenance enters his system. Maybe you should just leave him to starve, but then where would you get your weed? You’re an idiot, you’d say if you weren’t waiting on his flame.

But before he can light it for you, he pulls the lighter away, and you chase it with a soft hey—he’s grinning at you again, like a devil, like always.

“You always do that, you know?” he asks.

“Do what?” you mumble impatiently against the piece.

He gives in and dips the flame down into the bowl; you inhale deep, flower crackling softly as you do, and he only answers when the smoke’s halfway down your throat.

“Look up at me all cute like that every time I light it for you.” Those brown eyes bore into yours and you become aware all too quick of the fact that you do—you do indeed peer up at him through your lashes; your eyes water as smoke burns your throat and you blink away, trying not to cough out your hit at how he’s gazing at you, but he doesn’t stop there.

He would never stop there.

“Makes me think bad things.”

So you cough out your hit anyway.

“Oh, yeah?” you ask, choked, face red from more than just the sting of the weed. You busy yourself with pulling another hit while it’s still lit.

“Mhm,” he agrees. “Lots of ‘em.”

Your head swims now—you’ve built up a decent tolerance from living with him, but forgetting to breathe at his words and zeroing the huge puff you take next surely doesn’t help. You cough again, and nothing leaves your lungs this time as you debate whether to take his challenge.

Another thing you’ve learned about Dazai—he loves to fluster people. If living with him wasn't enough proof, you’ve seen him do it millions of times to pretty bartenders, or on the off-chance his partner from work joins you drinking; off-chance, truly, because Kunikida already has to put up with Dazai all day at the office, and anything more than what’s required of him might be better off called torture rather than fun. And beyond loving it, Dazai demonstrates it like a long-honed skill—the exploitation of people’s humiliation, the monopolization on people’s most sensitive spots. He had previous work in it, he’s said, but you can’t imagine what job could possibly entail all that. You think he just doesn’t know when to shut his mouth—no, he’s smart enough to know when to; he just doesn’t like to. He’s what most people would refer to as an asshole.

And yet, you find yourself torn between feeling disgusted and entertained by him all the same. Although you often find yourself the victim of his little mind games, you’re not above jabbing back at him. What does that make you, you wonder? The question briefly crosses your mind, but you shake it off as, in your buzz, you swat away the bait; decidedly, you’d rather watch My Big Fat Greek Wedding in peace, finish your tonkatsu, and then go to bed tonight.

“You’re gross.” The scoff you let out sounds more like a chuckle.

Dazai tilts his head, flicking the lighter for you again; he sparks the bowl as he watches you, as if in exceptional contemplation, and you make a point not to do it again—you inhale and gaze straight down at the flame.

“You don’t wanna hear what it makes me think about?” he asks cutely, unwilling to let you get away just yet.

You ignore the slight flush undoubtedly on your own face as you slip the bowl back to him; doubly so, you try not to watch the way his lips wrap around the mouthpiece.

But right now, you can’t seem to help that your bleary-eyed attention is on him. Just as he exhales, you remember you haven’t replied.

You’re not quick enough. He doesn’t take your silence as an invitation; it’s an opportunity. You see it in his smirk, just a second too late.

“Makes me think about how pretty you’d be looking up at me like that from your knees.”

He’s good at his games—he invents them, after all. But you’d be damned if he thought you wouldn’t shut him down when you weren’t in the mood.

“Yeah, no, don’t particularly wanna hear about it, thanks.”

This might be a new low, even for him, you think. Who the fuck just says shit like that?

When you think about it a second longer, though, he really hasn’t brought anyone home to fuck obnoxiously (a boundary you were quick to set with him) in at least a couple weeks, so maybe he’s just pent up. Either way, his comment makes you wrinkle your nose, furrow your brow—hopefully negating the pink inevitably tinting your cheeks. Fucking weirdo.

“N’ now you’re blushing all cute, too,” he observes; you scoff again, more pointedly this time. “Thinkin’ about it?”

As if, you want to say, but the words get stuck against the roof of your dry mouth, so you conjure up some of your spit, swallow it down, and hope he doesn’t notice—but it’s Dazai; he will—that your high's settling onto your shoulders swiftly. He’s pointing the bowl back at you, and as you grab it robotically, you’re still trying to speak—a sure sign you should both shut up and keep your places on opposite ends of the couch and watch the movie and finish the tonkatsu, but instead you just balk. No matter what you do, you play right into his hands—that’s how it happens all too often, and you certainly won’t learn now or anytime when his weed’s coursing up to your brain and back down to your thumping heart. Dazai lights your next hit for you, laughing like it’s all some big joke, and maybe it is—maybe you’ll blow your smoke in his face this time and pick up your tonkatsu and shut up and just watch the damn movie.

As if you’d ever be so lucky with his antics.

You’re shaking your head in near-awe when you pass it back to him once more.

“I mean, we basically kiss through this thing all the time,” he says like it’s relevant, waving the pipe about. “I don’t think it’d be so weird if we fucked. Or if you sucked me off, at least.”

“It—it would totally be weird, Osamu,” and when you speak his name so lightly, blinking at trying to muster up your own laughter as a defense mechanism, his sight flickers up to yours. “That doesn’t even—I’m not sucking your dick.”

“Shame,” he purrs. “‘Cause I know how pretty you’d look. Your lips all wet and pouted against my t—”

“Oh, my god, shut up.” Now you laugh, out of pure disbelief at how far he’s taking it. He pokes at the tail end of what’s left in the bowl and chuckles, too, seemingly ready to let it go now that he has you laughing. "You're horrible."

The more you let him talk about it, the more you entertain him, maybe you can let it peter out.

“What about me? Do I look pretty when I do it?” he asks, batting his lashes as he pulls another hit off the pipe.

“Sure, yeah, whatever,” you let your laughter idle as he doesn't tear his gaze away from you. He looks pretty. Whatever. You cross your arms as you feel the familiar tingle of your high behind your eyes.

“Would I look pretty on my knees?” he prods.

You could slap him—if nothing else, just to make his face burn half as much as you know yours is. When he sets the bowl and lighter aside and goes back to observing you, eyes low-lidded and red, chin rested on his hands, propped up by his elbows on his crossed legs, you have half a mind to shrink away from him—but you keep cool, even if the way you're at eye level with his searing stare feels a little too intimate.

You mirror his position. “Hmm, I don't know.” You steal his thoughtful tilt, too, and tack on, “Maybe if you were begging like a little bitch.”

You're prepared for him to laugh tauntingly again and then let this die where it stands because he got a reaction out of you, right? That’s always what he’s looking for, so it’s about time he goes back to his corner of the couch where you'll bully him into a few more bites of tonkatsu.

But he stays locked onto you, quietly.

And then he's shifting forward off the couch and down to the ground.

“Osamu—”

“Uh-uh,” he chides you softly, crawling to situate himself directly in front of your figure. Looking up at you all cute. “I’m gonna be the one begging, remember?”

Your disbelief swirls with refusal as he paws at the hem of your shorts as if to say, turn, please, and fuck—what can you do other than turn red as a rose as he grabs your ankles, unfurls your legs, and props his chin on the cushion between your thighs? You feel alarmingly higher, blearier when his fingers creep up beneath the fabric, slowly, looking at you as if for reassurance.

“We're not—you can quit fooling around, seriously.” You want to laugh again but it comes out deadpan, strict; you feel heavier with each landing of his fingertips against your skin, and he just keeps looking up at you. Cute. Pretty. Taking it too far.

“I want to,” he mumbles, retracting his hands only for them to find your hips, your waistband. “Come on. ‘Wanted you so bad for so long. I know you want me, too,” he speaks your name slyly, quietly, and it prompts your breath to quicken a little; he traces circles into your hipbones with his thumbs, toys with the elastic at your waist, snapping it softly, and you squirm. “Please?”

For so long? you think. How long?

“I—I'm not high enough for this, Osamu,” you try to joke, but he just twists around to the coffee table drawer for one of those prerolls and his lighter.

“I can get you higher,” he offers—tone still much too innocent, motives still haphazardly veiled by what a big jokester he is, and he sticks the joint between his lips and lights it.

Before you can coherently protest, he rises, supporting himself on your thigh with one hand and removing the joint from his mouth full of smoke; when he leans into you, you catch his wrist to keep him from ashing on the back of the couch, grab his face in a half-attempt to stop him in his tracks—but ultimately, when his mouth meets yours, you open for him.

The plume of smoke he shotguns into your mouth is thick; you breathe it in. His palm like a brand against your thigh.

And he doesn’t stop.

“Osamu,” you whine against his lips, still mushing his face away and hating how your dry throat roughens your voice. He just kisses you, kisses you, and your fingers find the pulse point in his wrist—he’s a decent kisser, you think, at the very least. You have half a mind to let your fingers slide to the mess of brown hair beyond the apples of his sharp cheekbones, and—

You backtrack in your mind. You’re actually probably too high for this.

You have to detest the way it feels so heavenly when he squeezes the fat of your thigh, dodges your lips, and works steadily in a line from the corner of your mouth to your jaw, all tongue and teeth in his pursuit. You have to detest it. Fucking weirdo, you repeat in your mind. The joint burns between his fingers. You snatch it from his grasp and pull your head back, raising your feet to kick him weakly in the abdomen, and he relents—your toes feel asleep when they hit the carpet again, and you hoard the joint between your fuzzy fingers when he reaches for it back.

“Osamu,” you say again, stern, eyes wide. The weed. You're high. You're both high, and this is weird. He’s just your weirdo roommate and you got home wanting to end your stressful day without complicating anything else in your life today.

So why, when he looks at you like you’re a caged animal that’s just as afraid of him and he is of you and works the joint from your fingers to take another drag, do you let him cup your face and exhale more smoke down your throat?

Why do you chase his lips when he blissfully, needily, sinks to his knees once again and starts to traverse beneath your shorts?

With the right focus of mind, like staring at your hand when you’re spinning and convincing yourself that the world around you is actually moving and you’re staying still, you can almost pretend he’s a stranger—some sexy, enchanting stranger that you met on the train home after your shit day, meant to relate to you with docile nods and hums as you air your grievances about work or school or whatever, meant to kiss it off you like it’s just a little bit of dirt.

Getting out of your shorts is like getting out of second skin. You're taking another hit, unwise or not, because it's back in your hand and you don't know what else to do; you watch him in your haze with a mix of anticipation and distrust, but right now, anticipation is winning by a small margin. You’re high, you tell yourself—twitching already, in that way that has nothing to do with desire but rather just means you've smoked a little too much too quickly, and the idea that Dazai might still fake you out and send you to bed feeling half-hot and bothered, half-violated, with no pants on and a near-empty stomach bobs around in your inhibited brain—again, you expect him to laugh, say you’re fried, clap you on the shoulder and tell you it's a joke but he doesn’t, he cranes for a hit from the joint and you hold it to his lips shakily and he touches you on the exhale, the pads of two of his fingers nestling carefully between your folds over your underwear and when he brushes your clit it’s—

Fuck, it’s electric.

“Osamu, stop,” you say, hoarse and abrupt, grabbing his wrist. "I'm—"

“What?” he asks, teasing lilt to his tone. Beneath your hand his thumb comes up to replace his fingers, to loop circles around you, and you're shuddering, back bowing, and he's grinning at you wickedly.

“I—I'm high,” you admit, voice feeling thick, soupy as it leaves your throat.

“So? Me too.” He blinks at you, slow like a cat, in a way that you're pretty sure he's still mocking the way you apparently always flutter your gaze at him when he lights you up. “‘S the best way to do it.”

“Yeah, but—”

He doesn't interrupt you with but what?

And yet, you still don't finish your sentence.

You glance down to where he’s rubbing you gently, where you hold him at bay—where you could yank his arm and twist it uncomfortably if you really did want him to stop but the longer he circles over the fabric that’s growing increasingly, alarmingly wetter, the more you melt away from yourself and you think, fuck, he really is gorgeous as he’s resting his cheek against the inside of your thigh.

“Scoot forward f’me, please?” he almost whines; his voice changes, stricter when he says, “And stop letting that burn. Smoke it.”

And you comply, shuffling your hips forward and placing the filter between your teeth.

Dazai looks up at you. All cute. Heavy-lidded, red-eyed. Hungry.

And you look back, apprehension sparking but then fading with each drove of smoke you inhale. Heavy-lidded, red-eyed. All cute.

“Let me taste you, please,” he almost whispers. You almost find yourself a little endeared by his pointed pleases.

“This is fucking absurd,” you croak, but your resolve is leaving you. He’s a little blurry. “You’re such a sicko.”

His smile widens against the word. Sicko. Almost like he’s pleased to hear it leave your mouth. “Surprised it took you this long to figure out, baby.”

His touch is impatient and restless and crawling as your underwear goes, too—and you don’t appreciate how good it felt when his thumb was on your clit until it’s back again and you’re slipping the joint out of your mouth to let you jaw fall slack; you tangle a hand up in that messy hair that is much softer than you could’ve imagined and all but yank him back toward your cunt.

“Please,” you echo him, finally. “It felt so good—do it again.”

“That’s it, baby,” he encourages you in your whimpering, fingers prodding at your hole and tongue landing a feather-light lick to your wetness. “I know you want it.”

The sounds are lewd. Disgusting, really—fitting for how he’s acting. Dazai swirls his tongue in circles around your clit as he works his middle and ring fingers into you; cracked gasps leave you at the intrusion, and you can’t keep your eyes open when he curls them upward ever so slightly as he makes out with your clit. If you were sober you’d, of course, be embarrassed at how you’re already gushing for him, but all your mushy brain can think about right now is the sparks bolting to your otherwise-numb fingers and toes with each suction of his pretty pink lips against you—isn’t this wrong? Shouldn’t you feel weird? Yeah, probably—but you’re forgetting why, and you’re forgetting to care.

He hums against you and it sends a shockwave throughout your already-vibrating body; the moan you release into the air is like song, even to yourself. Is he really good at this, you wonder, or is it the weed?

Oh right, the weed. The weed, the weed, the weed.

You pull his mouth off you, almost dropping the joint that’s not much of a joint anymore—only the filter remains.

“I don’t think this is—”

Fuck, you keep going back and forth. You keep breaching the surface just for him to tug you beneath the water again and convince you the drowning feels nice. And it does, for a few seconds—until it starts burning your lungs to a crisp again, at which point you tear away from him kick up, and in the moments you spend sucking in air you don’t get how he stays beneath for so long, like it’s nothing, how he doesn’t stop—he doesn’t stop, his fingers still curling inside of you, and you’re going under again to the sound of his voice.

You feel suffocated. More delirious by the second. It’s nice.

“You already told me it feels good,” he mumbles against you, lapping at you, and you’re letting up on his hair, letting him become a weight again where you should float.

And the lack of oxygen must be getting to your brain because, even though you still don’t think you want to drown, you cease your kicking. For the last time.

“Osamu,” you cry. It sounds like a moan. It might be.

“I know, I’m such a sicko.” There’s no remorse in his words; there can’t be, not when he’s still curling up into your g-spot in just the way that makes you croon his name again—undoubtedly a moan this time—but when he comes into focus again, he looks so apologetic. “You can say it again, baby. It’s okay.”

“S—sicko,” you mutter disapprovingly, but rolling your hips all the same.

He smiles. Soft, kind, apologetic.

You’re scared to move. You know if you do, you’ll both be able to see the wet stain collecting beneath you on the cushion. You feel it.

So you barrage him with more.

“You—you’re a fucking pervert. You’re disgusting.” You feel wetness on your face, too. You deduce that it’s from how perfect his fingers feel inside you, goading that warm slick out of you and into his palm, onto the couch; regardless, you don't stop berating him, your tone harshly contrasting your wriggling hips. “You disgust me.”

“I think you like it.” He presses up, hard, and you gush, gasping. A short, clear spurt narrowly misses his face; he leans back down to lick it off, off the cushion, off your thighs, off your crying cunt. “I think you like how nasty I am.”

“Disgusting,” you whisper. “Disgusting. You're disgusting.” It’s a little chant you hold onto as he rises again to kiss you, messily—a means to replace his lips with his wet fingers, shoving them past your lips and against your tongue where you lap at them instinctually, like you’ve been waiting for it. It’s so wrong to be tasting yourself on his fingers, but your eyes roll back anyway, just to lurch forward as his hand retracts and you find him grinning once more as he slips his sweatpants and boxers down in one swipe. “You’re disgusting.”

“You’re disgusting,” Dazai mocks, giggling. “You just tasted how fucking wet you are.”

“Osamu,” you whine as he kicks his garments aside; you begin to draw your feet up, your knees to your chin, but his hands, stronger than you anticipate, pry you open and flip you to your back and he grins, biting into his bottom lip all the while. Why, you wonder, when the dim living room light glints off his teeth as he situates himself between your legs and leans down to cage you in between his arms, do your hips hitch toward his? Why are you so adamant to deny him?

“You gonna say it again? C’mon, I love hearing my name,” he breathes, ducking down to lick across your jawline. “But I love when you call me those words. Say it again. Tell me how nasty I am.”

“You’re the worst,” you groan, but it sounds comical, even to your own ears, because you’re scratching at his shoulders in a way that draws him closer to you rather than further away.

“More, baby,” Dazai hums into your neck, reaching down to swirl his tip against your wetness. When you feel him, you jump.

It feels good. It feels even better than his thumb and you don’t know if you’re still on your way up but you feel higher and higher by the second and the instinct to push him off is slipping further beyond your grasp. When he pulls back to watch your mouth fall open as he rubs himself into you, you almost let the word pretty slip past your lips—he looks so pretty, tongue flicking, eyes dark, and you catch yourself with your lower lip between your teeth, reflecting the desperation he conceals in everything but his words.

Pretty isn’t what he wants right now, though—and suddenly you feel compelled to give him what he wants, if only it means he’ll keep touching you like this.

“S’fucking nasty—degenerate fucking freak—” you eek out; you don’t know much longer you can tiptoe the line between repulsion and sheer need, but you’re tilting further and further with each circle of his dick and you can tell he’s getting off on the way you’re lurching into him now, running toward his touch instead of away from it.

You think you need him to fuck you, now, or you’ll cry.

“Osamu, please,” you continue, sounding on the verge of tears now—where you should’ve been before, when you genuinely wanted him off you, yes. You wanted him off of you before. Didn’t you? There was a time, a mere few minutes ago, when his fingers in your skin and his animalistic gaze were revolting. Right?

“What’re you beggin’ me for?” Dazai asks like he doesn’t know. He knows. He knows what you don’t want to admit to yourself and he’s going to dangle it over your head, he’s going to rub it in your face, he’s going to make you answer through your hazy high that he never should’ve come onto you through to begin with, and you’re going to give him what he wants—you always give him what he wants, even if you don’t mean to, even if you don’t want to, but now you think you want to. You want to, because it feels so good, and he’s slowing down, he’s stopping and when he takes his hand away to swipe his thumb across your chin, pull your lip from between your teeth and work your mouth open with his fingers again, the loss almost hurts. You want it. You want to.

It’s going to hurt even more to say it, but you want it. And before you can even get it out, before the words even hit what little air is between your lips and his, Dazai looks thrilled at what you say next.

“Please, fuck me,” you whisper.

“Well, since you’re asking so nicely—” He reaches back down, but the smugness doesn’t waver; his tip catches on your entrance—emitting a lewd squelch that should make you cringe but instead prompts your lip to fly between your teeth again—and you hook your tingling feet behind his back, legs astride his waist as you're pushing his bangs from his face all in one motion. “I guess I’ll fuck you, pretty baby.”

"Yes," the dreaded word falls from your lips when he finally works his way into you, past that tight ring of muscle, to nestle snugly inside you until the head of his cock kisses your cervix.

The noise you draw from him—something between a sigh and a moan—is heavenly. His nose nuzzles the trail he licked across your jaw before and you find your hands linked behind his neck, urging him down, onto you, into you—and when he recoils his hips to thrust back in again, quick and short, you keen against him, pathetically, in a way your past self—the one from four or five touches ago—would hate you for.

You should hate how gross this is. How gross he is for this.

But you don't, and you're not going to torture yourself with asking why anymore.

The friction inside you doesn't feel comparable to anything; for the first time in a second, you feel grateful for the weed pulsing through you. You let your eyes roll back and flutter shut without consequence.

Dazai moves against you like water. Water you're content to drown in this time; his touch doesn't crawl anymore as much as it seems to soothe and as he picks up his pace, brings a hand to your cheek to wake you back up, pull you back above the surface.

"You sound s'fuckin cute," he sighs; those eyes, predatory before, are now just brown and melty, honey-colored backgrounded with red fog, not so searching as much as they seem attentive, not making you feel so uncomfortably vulnerable as they do softly seen. He thinks you sound cute. You giggle through the unrivaled pleasure, giggling through your own moans which hit your ears and do sound cute—sound especially cute woven through his.

"Y'sound... so," you start, "so fucking—unh, Osamu, don't stop!"

He chuckles now, low and breathy, and you push his hair back from his face again; his eyes roll back when you do it, and you just do it over, over, over, drawing clipped groans out of him, stealing the words from his throat as he steals yours and you tug, you tug on his hair and the moan he lets out, broken between thrusts, is so raw and laced with need that you moan in reply, clenching around him because, fuck, he sounds so cute, too. "Wanted this for so long, baby. Pussy feels s—so much fuckin' better than I could've imagined."

"How long?" you finally poke back—you want to know. You want to know how long he's been holed up in the mess of his room, jerking off to the thought of his cute little roommate finally falling between his fingers—you want to know how bad he's wanted this, and if getting you high out of your mind just to get it was worth it. You focus your voice to ask him. "How long you wanted this, 'Samu?"

"So long—since—" he gasps, fucking into you harder, faster, deeper; you tug his hair again, exposing his neck, and yank him down to sink your teeth into his neck. You need the reprieve as he starts hammering against the deepest parts of you, eliciting wet smack! after smack! from between your writhing bodies. You jostle beneath him as he finds his breath; "Since I fuckin' met you. Always wanted you."

"Yeah?" You mean it to be a teasing little rhetorical question but it comes out more like encouragement amidst the bliss radiating from your cunt throughout your whole body, but you find it in you to continue— "You been—you been thinkin' of me under you like this? Like the sicko you are?"

Unbelievably faster and harder. You choke on a scream; Dazai's grunting above you, and it hits you that those names really do spur him on. You're far from offending him—you're bringing him closer and closer to filling you up with each and every insult and jab you throw his way and if you were any less cockdrunk you'd be hurling even more barbs at him about how that makes him so much worse, so much more gross but it just spurs you on, too, right now—and you realize, when he looks at you with those fucking eyes again how bad you want him, how bad you've wanted him, too, for so long; you couldn't—wouldn't admit it because he's just your weirdo roommate but really, maybe that's what you love about him. You certainly love the way he makes your toes curl when he reaches down to play with your clit again. You cry out against him.

"Osamu, fuck!"

"Say it again," he begs you, pretty brown eyes glassy as they fall shut, as the tip of his nose touches yours. "Say it again, please, baby."

You know what he wants.

"F—fucking pervert," you huff, doing everything you can to hold onto the rope that's uncoiling rapidly inside you, coming further and further undone with each slam of his hips into your ass. "Ah—you're disgusting. Disgusting."

You fall back on your mantra and it has his thumb moving faster, harder, just like his thrusts, just like his voice, even if it sounds unconvincing through the shockwaves of pleasure; you feel it, the unraveling, it's washing up on you so quickly, so much quicker than it should be at the hands of your weirdo roommate.

"Don't stop," he pleads like he's not the one fucking you to orgasm; you see white, you feel as light as air—god, has cumming always felt like this? Shouldn't you hate it? Shouldn't you hate that it might never feel like this again?

You do, you do—you hate weed and you hate sex and you hate your weirdo roommate Osamu Dazai for coaxing the most mind-blowing climax you've ever felt out of you, but you don't hate any of those things, not really; you hate that it's never felt like this before, and that it can again if only you can push your pride down for a few more moments and call him a—

"Freak—gonna—gonna cum in me?" you goad, breathless, lucky for speech as he fucks you through the otherworldly high, as you clamp down on him and screw your eyes shut until you can keep going. "Gonna fill me up like the nasty motherfucker you are?"

"Ngh—yeah, yeah, yeah...!"

Dazai, in all his depraved beauty, fucks his fat load into you mercilessly; you twitch, shake beneath him, driving strained sobs from his chest and talking him through with soft yeahs, want y'r cum, filthy fucking sicko freak, you disgust me. He loves it. He falls apart, and you tug on his hair once more as he slows, as he spills out of you, as he looks at you with so much adoration in his eyes.

"You—" Dazai's breathless, heaving. "You're amazing."

You giggle again, wiggling a bit and trapping him further close to you, fingers in the hair at the base of his neck. Soft. You don't feel any less high; just blissed out. "You're cute."

"Knew you thought so," he sighs, lopsided smile coming back; you don't know where in the pleasure he'd lost it, but its return has you tilting your chin up to kiss him once more. Soft. Gentle, sweet, no tongue; not gross, not hungry, just sweet. Satisfied.

"But you're still weird," you tease against his lips. Sly.

When Dazai pulls back, the hunger in those eyes sparks again.

"Want me to show you how weird I can get?" he threatens.

"I dare you," you taunt back.

And he grins, fully and wickedly, once more; you can count on it. He'll show you, alright.

[psiqueromance]

after hours. l.jn

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You sighed, your head aching from the interrupted sleep. You looked at Jeno, who was sleeping peacefully next to you, face down on the bed with his arms around the pillow that supported his head, his chest rising and falling gently with each slow breath that came from his half-open mouth.

You wondered if you should really wake him up at such an early hour, wondering if it would make him angry, his night's sleep being interrupted because his girlfriend wanted to eat a specific food that wasn't at home – deep down you knew he wouldn't mind, your boyfriend being too sweat to get upset over something so silly.

Slowly and lazily, you approached Jeno from behind him, one arm resting on his pillow to keep your balance while your other hand came to rest on his shoulders. Looking over his shoulder, you smiled softly at how peaceful your boyfriend looked sleeping. You shook him lightly, so as not to startle him but enough to wake him up. "Jeno?" you whispered close to his ear, kissing his cheek.

At first there were no answers, only your boyfriend's low snoring being heard, but after a few seconds of insistence it seemed that his slumbering state had ceased, a low whine sound coming from his lips as he rubbed his eyes. "Babe, are you awake?" you asked him softly.

Jeno opened his eyes, half closing them as he tried to see the time on the clock on the nightstand next to him. "Babe, it's late, what are you doing up?" He murmured, almost incomprehensible, turning over with his eyes closed again and hugging you around the waist, making you lie down on the bed again as he hugged you and put the blanket back over your body, in an attempt to go back to sleep.

You felt him put his head in the crook of your neck, his hair tickling your chin. "I want to eat ramen from that Yuzu shop." You said determinedly, noticing your boyfriend take his face away from your neck and look at you with a judging look. "It's two in the morning." He said as if it was obvious.

"I know, honey, but I woke up with an absurd desire to eat that spicy ramen... I won't be able to sleep if I don't eat it." You said with the best puppy eyes you could muster, Jeno looking at you with that same judging look before sighing and getting out of bed.

The next thing you knew, you and your boyfriend were out in the middle of the night in your nightclothes.

Since you left the house, Jeno had kept his arm around your shoulders, pulling you as close as possible, probably to warm you both up on that cold night, and to have a sense of protection over you.

You looked up, finding your boyfriend still trying to shake off the sleep by rubbing his eyes. The sight of your boyfriend in that way was cute, but you couldn't help but feel bad about taking him out of the comfort of his bed to go out into the cold and windy streets of Seoul. "Sorry, I really need that ramen."

Jeno met your eyes, smiling lazily before placing a kiss on the top of your head, pulling you impossibly closer. "It's okay y/n, there's nothing I wouldn't do for my girl."

You smiled, lowering your head to hide your embarrassed expression.

Jeno opened the glass door of the establishment, the place empty but much warmer than outside. After letting you in first, your boyfriend comes in and closes the door, leading you towards the variety of instant ramen stacked up, each one in different flavors. "Spicy?" he asked you, looking down, you nodded watching him take the package.

You sat on one of the white stools that was in front of a pink counter, leaning your elbow on it and resting your head on your hand, watching your boyfriend put the ramen in the weird machine that put the water in the ramen to boil.

After a few minutes he came back with the small plastic bowl with the ready ramen inside, he placed it on the counter in front of you and gave you the small packet with the sauce. He sat next to you, resting his head on your shoulder as he watched you put the sauce in the bowl, mixing it with the rest of the noodles. "Do you want some?" You spoke quietly, noticing Jeno's imminent sleepiness.

"Nah, I told you these instant foods are bad for health, they can cause cancer and stuff..." he said with a sigh. 

"If you say so..."

After a few moments, you were about to finish eating, when you felt Jeno lift his head from your shoulder. "Actually..." You smiled, knowing that the man couldn't resist a good spicy ramen.

He didn't need to say anything else before you offered him some of the food, turning to him with your chopsticks between your fingers. He smiled, always loving the habit of you always feeding each other.

A few minutes passed and the food was finished, the two of you stood up, both full and very sleepy. While you paid on the computer with the card your boyfriend handled you, Jeno hugged you from behind, his head in the crook of your neck as he breathed slowly.

After paying, you turned in the man's embrace, lifting his head and giving a peck on his lips, smiling after. "All done."

He smiled before pouting his lips. "Can we go home now, babe? I'm sooo sleepy." Jeno said, throwing his head back in an exhausted voice.

You giggled, kissing his cheek. "Yes Jen, we can go."

He smiled without showing his teeth, his eyes shining with the love that was reserved for you. Jeno tightened his grip on your waist, bringing you impossibly closer. "You know I love you, right?"

"I love you too, sleepyhead."

[naomis-daydream]

seven deadly sins // shuri udaku

summary: self explanatory tbh

warnings: descriptions of sex, mentions of accidentally skipping meals

a/n: ik some of these aren’t the real meanings behind the seven deadly sins, just a fun take on it. something quick & cute until i get other stuff out. also, i finally learned how to add the ‘keep reading’ tab🤭 enjoy!

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LUST - a strong passion or longing, especially for sexual desires

a soft moan escapes shuri’s lips as she tugs lightly on your hair. she’d been gone on a mission for three days, yet it felt like a lifetime since she felt you against her. you were buried between her thighs, her legs swung over your shoulders as you gripped her supple flesh under your fingertips.

your lips were wrapped around her clit, her walls were around your fingers which were pushing slowly in and out of her. the sound of her clenching around you filling the room as she whimpered.

“miss me that much, sithandwa sam?” you mutter, lips still against her, the vibrations making her squirm slightly.

she nods quickly, head thrown back against the pillows.

“how about you show me, then?”

GREED - the excessive pursuit of material goods

no matter how many times you attempted to tell her otherwise, shuri continuously showered you in gifts. whether it was high-end or hand-me-downs, your girlfriend spared no expense to show her everlasting love for you.

like the time you mentioned a garment you liked, but said it was too expensive to buy. later that week, a package was left on your side of your shared bedroom with a note on the top saying “open me :)”. you knew better than to dissuade her, because when you looked at the label in the corner, you found pen scribbled over the return address.

GLUTTONY - an excessive and ongoing eating of food or drink (or in this case, when shuri works so hard she forgets to eat)

it wasn’t unusual for shuri to miss a meal every now and then because of her duties. she was the head of the design group, queen, and black panther. it was perfectly understandable if she skipped lunch or fell asleep before having dinner, because when you’re the world’s smartest woman, ruler of the most powerful nation on the surface, who wouldn’t?

though, that didn’t mean you would simply let her.

like tonight, when shuri had refused to leave the lab, which she’d been in for over fourteen hours, until she finished her newest contraption. she was gone when you woke up and still missing when you were ready to sleep, so you hauled down to her lab at nearly midnight to persuade her to take a much needed break.

“shuri?” you called, looking around the empty room. “baby, you in here?”

the sound of mechanical wiring answered your question, leading you to look over to a large machine which hid your girlfriend.

“you need to eat.” you called, raising your voice over the noise.

her response was low and vague. “i’m busy.”

“i made your favorite,” you say, attempting to get her out of her lab and food into her stomach.

she peaks her head up from behind the large machine. “fufu?” she asks quietly.

“mmhm,” you hum.

“with nkatenkwen?” she says, the top of her face still being the only visible part of her.

“yep.”

“and your homemade peach drink?”

“all waiting for you upstairs, my love,” you say, walking up to the machine. you go around to the back, tugging her hands so her focus would be on you. “your work will always be here when you’re done, shuri, but you won’t if you don’t eat. let me take care of you. can you let me do that, sana (baby)?”

SLOTH - excessive laziness or failure to act & utilize one’s talents

hardly anything, or anyone, for that matter, could pull shuri away from her lab. that was until she met you. now, you had to practically pry her off of you in order to attend to her duties.

you groaned quietly as you glanced at the clock in your nightstand. “shuri, you must get ready for work. you are supposed to be at the lab in less than twenty minutes.”

to which she’d hush you while pulling you closer to her frame. “shh, intombi entle (pretty girl), just a few more minutes,” she mutters, pushing her chin further into the soft skin of your neck.

“you said that yesterday. we never left the bed.”

“and i heard not one complaint!”

though your back was to her front, she could feel you playfully rolling your eyes, prompting her to whisper against your lips, “who’s queen?”

“you are, my love,” you’d say into a soft kiss.

WRATH - a strong anger or hate towards another person

hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, or in this case, a woman whose girlfriend had been. when it was announced shuri would be courting you, people were ecstatic that the lone udaku had found someone she was going to spend the rest of her life with. though, there were unpleasant whispers about a non-wakandan sitting on the throne.

one afternoon, the two of you were making rounds to all the tribes to formerly make acquaintance of their soon queen, when a member of the border tribe had a few words to say about the matter.

“an american ruling over us? wakandans?” he smacked his teeth. “i’d rather turn my blade onto myself than serve under someone who comes from such barbaric land.” he chuckles as two men beside him laugh shortly.

you overhear the conversation, frowning a little, but determined to not let them get to you. you look over to shuri, whose eyes are cutting daggers into the three men a few feet over.

before she could do anything, you stop her. “my love, it’s okay. i promise. it takes more than a few assholes mouthing off to get to me, okay?” you assure her. she looks down at you, momentarily glancing back over to the men before nodding. though as you walk with the Doras and make your way to the exit, shuri slips from your eyeline and in the faces of the three mouthy men.

“utter another word about my fiancé, who is soon to be your queen, might i remind you, and you will find yourself wishing that you had turned your blade onto yourself once i am done with you. kuqondwa (understood)?”

ENVY - the intense desire to have an item someone else possesses

before you two got together, you were in a relationship…with a man, and that bothered shuri to no end. you would talk about how he would flake on dates and forgot special occasions like your birthday and anniversary, and she couldn’t stand it. she could treat you so much better.

“you don’t deserve that, uthando (love). you should be with someone who cherishes you, appreciates you, worships you endlessly.” she’d say, rubbing the back of your hands which where held by hers.

you’d sigh, warmed by her words but conflicted between your head and your heart. the lines between platonic and romantic often blurred with you two, and the feelings you had for shuri overpowered the mere comfort of familiarity that kept you in your relationship. your head was tilted down, mostly so you didn’t have to meet her eyes. “i don’t know. he’s a good guy-”

“and you need a great woman,” she interrupted, “i can be that for you.”

your heart rate picks up as she hooks a finger under your chin.“let me show you how you deserve to be treated, hm?”

PRIDE - an excessive view of one’s self without regard for others (or in this case, how shuri cannot go a day without the admiration she has for you spilling from her lips)

the warm feeling in her chest whenever she was with you, the burn in her cheeks that came from smiling so hard, and the tranquility that overtook her only when you were by her side. to everyone else, the two of you were almost an annoyingly adorable couple. whenever in your presence, shuri could not draw herself away from you. her eyes followed you wherever you went in the room, and if you were within arms reach, hers were wrapped around you. and when shuri was away from you, there’d be rarely a day she went without mentioning her to wife to be.

“ngangamsha (your majesty), what is this…music?” okoye asks hesitantly, face lingering with slight distaste for the current song choice in the training room.

“she calls herself megan thee stallion with two ‘e’s,” shuri responds, effectively blocking okoye’s spear with her forearm.

“her lyrics seem a little provocative, no?”

“yes, but, the beat is nice, eh?”

shuri relaxes her defensive stance to dance to the lyrics of ‘cash shit’ for all of three seconds before okoye sweeps her leg, hitting shuri’s ankle and bringing her back to the mat.

“unfair! i was showing you the dougie!”

“since when do you listen to american rap?”

“y/n plays it while she gets ready.” shuri says simply, rising from the ground.

okoye shakes her head, “whipped.”

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[keelt9]

Chapter 3

Masterlist

Christmas was a magical day, like every year our parents built the perfect day for us. I realized I started to forget how magical it is. Last 3 years I just came home for Christmas dinner and the day after I flew back to Chicago, it didn't bother me if I came back or not, because I knew my parents or Peter’s family would be in Chicago for New Year.

On Christmas morning, Archie's footsteps were the first thing we heard, and his screaming for illusion and happiness when he saw the Christmas tree surrender by presents was memorable; the present that my parents were so worried to keep hiding was his new keyboard, which he felt over the moon. 

We spent the day in pjs eating and relaxing, watching movies all day, enjoying the time with family.

“Yeah, let's do that.” Peter claps his hands.

Mom and dad put on the table the plan to make a small New Year party, just friends and usual customers, like a small expression of gratitude.

“I'm in! Sounds fun.” Nora and I entered with plates and spoons for the cake Peter prepared.

“I can help! I'm a big boy now, grandma.” Archie turns around in my mom's legs.

“I guess I'm in too.” I lift my shoulders. “It will be bad if I refuse it right?” 

Dad pulls me by my shoulder and kisses my head. “Well, we have a party!” 

And no, no one warned me what it would mean.

“9? Isn't it too much?” Leah offered to help me with the shopping of supplies.

I shake my hands. “I stopped talking since I saw the amount of things we’re buying for a few people.” 

Leah giggles but puts the 9 bags of balloons in the basket. It's our last shopping day. Tomorrow we all spend the day cooking and decorating the coffee shop.

“Thank you so much darling.” Mom grabs Leah's face after she leaves the bags. “Don't forget to bring your parents all right?”

Leah chuckles but her parents, right now, are taking a cruise. “I'm afraid you have to deal just with me, Mrs. Stratton.”

“Enjoying life, huh?” Leah's parents spent all her childhood, teens and early 20 focused only on her and what she could need. After turning 25, the story changes and they start to enjoy themselves.

“Like teenagers.” We laughed as we kept putting our bags and packages in the living room.

The next morning, we were just finishing our breakfast when we saw the most hilarious thing of the day. Archie is wearing his small apron and huge gloves, ready to work.

“Seems you have all the cover here.” I joke as I put my plates on the washing machine. “I'll better go and start to decorate the coffee.” 

“Leah will be there?” Dad asked but Leah said she will be there in the afternoon, a wedding crisis-photo of last minute.

“Don't worry, I have everything under control.” Nora and Pete will help mom with the food and drinks, meanwhile dad, well he has a little boy to keep busy.

“See you later.” I wave my hand, taking my coat and leaving home.

I knew it! 9 bags of balloons were too much. I was here for 1 hour blowing up gold, white, black and silver balloons and I barely empty 3 bags.

“Agh, if I just…” I pretend pinching all the balloons in the bag, one more time talking alone. I take a deep breath and I stand walking to the piano.

I start touching the keys when slowly a few notes of one of my favorite songs start to be heard in an empty coffee shop, Träumerei.

“Lovely.” The voice of Peter made me jump, removing my hands from the piano. When I look at the door, I notice he wasn’t alone, Leah and Joe are with him carrying a couple of trays and boxes.

Leah smiles and leaves the boxes in one of the tables. “I found them in the street, I guess we need backups.” She put her hand at her waist looking at all the balloon mess. Joe kept in silence looking at the huge amount of balloons, but when I turned around to see him I found him with a cute smile on his face, making me smile.

Slowly the time passes as we decorate all the coffee shop, follow Leah’s orders and be helpful as much as we can.

“I'm amazing.” Leah coordinates all the decorations and without a doubt she’s amazing, still I pushed her. The gold, silver, black and white stop being a mess of colors all over the coffee now looks with balance making the perfect mix.

“You should go, to getting ready. We waited for mom and dad to go too.” Peter said to us. “Joe thank you so much, you know you're welcome if you want.”

Joe keeps all day helping us, but if I remember well, he prefers avoiding big crowds on special days

“I’ll think about it, thanks anyway.” He said putting the last balloon next to the door.

Leah, fighting for her life, can't avoid expressing what's in her mind. “Mr. I Stop Talk…” I cover Leah's mouth. My family just knows we stop being closer as we were, however they didn't know we just stop talking at all.

I pulled her to the door. “We're leaving!”

“I have things to say.” Leah musters as we get into her car. “A lot actually.”

By 11 pm, in the coffee shop all our guests were there eating, drinking, chatting and some dancing. Archie is stealing everyone's heart, a lot of the people there know him since he was a little baby.

The small fruit tarts that mom made are the sensation of the night; Peter and I remember stealing a few of them everytime she made it at home. “We have more, let me bring it.”

I put my glass of wine on the table. “It's ok, I'll go.” I said after walking to the kitchen for more.

The sound of gasps and the sudden silence made me intrigued as I walked back with a new tray of tarts; my answer came across the room, Joe talking with my parents and one of their closest friends. 

“And now he comes, I still have a lot of things to say.” Leah claimed as she took the tray to put it on the table. 

During the night I practically avoid any unnecessary talk with him, still something calls for my attention; the fact that a few friends of my dad already seem to know him for the way Joe talked to them in a relaxed mood, even from time to time I heard him laughing so freely and joking back with them.

As the countdown started, all gathered next to their special one, Leah and I stuck together as the clock mark 00:00 and everyone started to hug and kiss; Leah and I hugged each other when we split, Archie came running to jump and gave me his big bear hug.

“I feel left aside.” Leah jokes with him, making Archie extend his arms and go right to her. “Yeah, I feel love now.” Archie laughs and runs to my parents.

“Go. I’ll be fine for a couple of minutes.” She points to a goodlooking guy with whom she’s been talking all night.

My favorite place from the coffee shop is the terrace. You find the perfect spot between the big buildings where you can see the sky and right now the fireworks. The view is spectacular but the cold breeze makes me shiver, closing my coat tighter around my body.

I close my eyes making my New Year wish, when I open it again, I see a small cupcake with a candle in front of me, and hands at the side of it avoiding the flame go out. 

“You can’t miss this.” Joe said at my side looking at me, the light of the fireworks making his blue eyes shine with different colors.

Every time I make a wish I blow out a candle, since I was a kid I believe if you do it, dreams have more possibility to come true.

I shutter but in Joe's eyes I can see that softness which he used to see me years ago, so I blow the candle.

“Any special wish?” I took the candle of the cupcake, catching him by surprise from my question.

“Mmm…” He clears his throat and pretends thinking. “Be better, fix mistakes and reconnect with important people in my life.” The last three words he said looked at me.

He’s honest, I know because the way he speaks clearly and confidently, reminds his eyes of mine.

“I appreciate your words Joe, but some wounds don't heal easily, I prefer to keep things the way they are right now.” He deserves an honest answer too, I press my lips together forming a smile, before going to the stairs.

“Hey, go for that ring, all right?” I said to him before I tried to cross the door.

“Y/N” I turn around, and he has a strange expression, a one I think I have never seen before. “I understand, I really do, still, I’ll be here, at any moment, any time, and any place… For you.”

His words still linger in my mind for days. Three days after our New Year, it’s time for Archie and family to go home.

“Drive safe, honey.” Mom hugs Peter and Nore before giving Archie a big kiss.

“Call when you’re home.” Dad told them as they said goodbye.

I lift Archie. “I already miss you!” He gives me a peck on my cheek. “I’ll stay a couple of days in your home before going back to work, all right?”

Archie raises his pinky finger. “Promise?” I tingle our fingers and kiss his forehead.

I carry him to his car and say goodbye to Nora and Peter, who always hugs me softly.

“Whatever you and Joe are getting through, take your time, all right?” I hold my breath but he splits from seeing me to my eyes. “Joe can be a little…mmm confused from time to time.” 

He saw my confused expression. “Oh come on, we notice that you practically ran away from the guy.” He chuckles. “I admire you, it’s hard to resist his puppy eyes and you do it like they were what? Just two blue circles.” 

I laugh and open the door for him. “I'll call when I go there all right?” Peter nods and closes the door to set all and start their way home.

Late at night dad knocks on my door like he actually didn’t want to, although he opened the door. “Are you busy?”

I was drowning in papers and my computer; I was so immersed in the manuscript that it was like something forced myself to print some drawings for some corrections and watch them live.

“Not, not that much.” I take my glass off and stand so we can sit at the window, the most clear space in my room.

Dad is searching for something with his eyes. “I wonder if you have the small <book> that I made you years ago? With the paper of the composition you like.” 

“What?” The memories of the strange visits from Joe and my dad giving him file's came. “What is happening between you and the mystery delivery of papers to Joe?”

Dad was surprised by my direct question. “Mysteriously? I won't call like that. After his wrist surgery Joe found playing piano helpful and asked me for help, so from time to time I gave him some lessons and he keeps playing as much as he can.”

I don't believe it at all. “The sheet music is for him?” 

“Of course.” Dad innocently answered but just opened the conversation for another talk.

“Why that one?” 

My mind is repeating his answer over and over making it impossible to close my eyes and rest.

“Promise me you won't say anything, but he wants to play something you like, before you go, you know like a small Christmas present.”

I swear I could be arrested for keep knocking the door of a fucking mansion in the middle of the night.

“What the…?” Joe opens the door, his eyes held close and his hair messy.

“What do you want?” I enter, raising the sheet music . “A Christmas present? What the hell?”  Angry, that's what I'm feeling right now. 

“Years ago, you stopped talking to me, looking at me, even avoiding me and now out of blue you decide you can erase everything and that's fine?” He tried to talk but I didn't let him, I felt each one of my muscles start to get tense.

“Well no, that is not happening! You can’t open or create wounds like you want. You left clear you don't want anything to have with me, FINE!” I put the papers on his chest. “Stuck with that, don't be around me trying to be my friend again!”

In vain try to leave his house but he grabs my wrist on his chest.

“Stuck?” His eyes darkened and his jaw tense. “Want to know what 's been stuck in my mind for years?”

He slowly let go of my wrist but held my hand and pulled me to him. His face was just a few centimeters from mine.

“Your kiss.”  He whispers and I raise my eyes from his mouth to his eyes.

“What are you talking about?” I observed him in detail trying to find a small sign of a lie.

“See, you talk about unfairness, but how unfair is it that you keep lingering all those years in my head, in my heart?” He raises his hand at the level of my face not touching me. “There were days where I dream of kissing you one more time but…” He closes his eyes, breathing in.

“But you didn't even remember…” I saw how slowly his eyes turned into those comforting eyes that looked at me years ago. Joe let me go but tingled his fingers on mine to avoid me going.

“Years ago, you and Leah went to a party, you're parents were so worried because you didn't pick your phone, and your dad was about to leave and picked you, but I…I didn't know, still I don't know what happened, when I noticed where I was, I'm parking in front of a house where people stumbled really drunk.” I fight for remembering but nothing comes to my mind.

“Thankfully you and Leah were sitting on the sidewalk leaning on each other; when you saw me, ran and hugged me, sober enough to recognise me. Together we leave Leah at his house but when I tried to take you home, you asked me to please stop for a while as you try to calm down.” I panic when I finally see his hand on mine, making me unable to move.

“We walked around a small park, and you slowly calmed down, after 1 hour you said you felt tipsy.” He laughs. “You sit in the grass sighing, so I sat in front of you, you talked about the college, how sacred you were of the future but at the same time exciting.”  

I have small flashbacks but at any moment a kiss appears in my mind.

“Suddenly you stopped talking and saw me right to my eyes with that…sparkle and shining eyes.” A wide open smile appears on his face. “You didn't give me time to think, you took air and you leaned with a soft peck on my lips.”

I let go of his hand shaking. I remember having a dream about this but that's what I thought it was, a dream.

“Why didn't you tell me?” I cover my face. “I'm sorry, I can't remember but I'm sorry if that…”

“I was selfish.” He whispered. “I thought those feelings, at that moment, were stupid, I was still a rookie who was injured in his first seasons, and you were in your last semesters. I won't ruin our future.”

I'm so confused, trying to figure out something about this. “You keep me away.” He nods, biting his lip.

“I knew that was the only way you keep focus on your stuff and I keep on mine… Works however look at us now.” I blink as I find support in the wall, trying to remember something about those moments.

“I’m confessing to you in the most awkward and awful way.” I slip stick to the wall, my legs definitely stop working and I sit on the floor.

“Yo…you…You what?” He turned around and breathed slowly before sitting in front of me, his eyes moving all over my face.

“I like you.” I scoff. “I mean, how could I not? A girl who drove to the other side of the city just for make me eat something sweet, the girl who spends all his free time in vacations making me company in a random talks at the coffee, the girl who was the first one in be at the hospital as soon as she arrived when I get injured, the girl who I found myself  looking for in the crowd every game.”

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A/N: Cat is so pathetic lately I love her so much -Danny

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iii: Cat Needs A Friend

When Cat got out of the bathroom Parker was already placing two plates with food on the coffee table. She took a moment to examine his apartment:

It was definitely smaller than Matthew's, consisting of one room with no divisions. Next to the front door, there was a small kitchen with no cabinets and a tiny breakfast bar with a variety of canned goods and spices on top of it. A half-empty package of crackers was there too, but overall it looked organized and clean.

In front of the kitchen, she found his living room. The electronic devices were not that different from the ones in her world, but they did have different logos and the shows were clearly not the same as the ones in her universe. He had a couch that could fit two or three people, and in the middle, the coffee table where he was putting their dinner. A few feet from where she was standing at the bathroom's entrance, Peter's bed was on display. That was the only thing that looked almost new, Cat suspected that he didn't get to use it often.

"There you are!" He smiled before returning to the kitchen. "Juice or milk?"

She approached the living room and took a peek at the food on her plate. "Juice." Cat sat down and pointed at the tv. "Is that the news?"

Parker looked over his shoulder at the screen. "I don't really listen to them, it gets me down. I use it as background noise while I cook and I turn it off once I sit down to eat."

Cat had a hard time hiding her concern. "I don't own a tv, but I'm not sure that's how you're supposed to use it."

"You don't spend much time in your apartment, so I wouldn't be surprised if you didn't know how to work a coffee machine," he replied without looking at her.

Cat remembered her time working as a secretary. Parker placed her drink on the table and then sat next to her, the first-aid kit was there, and his hand was wrapped in a bandage.

"Nice outfit," he joked. Cat looked comically small in his shirt. "You know, the good thing about wearing oversized clothes..." he rolled up her sleeves, "is that you don't have to be half-naked in order to patch up."

Cat held the fabric while he began to apply some sort of ointment on the cuts. "Speaking from experience?"

"It's hell when I have to take off the suit and I'm bleeding," he sighed. "It clings onto the body like it's a second skin."

She wrinkled her nose. "That's why nanotech—"

"Yeah, yeah, god bless nano," he glanced into her eyes. "But I didn't fail to notice you're not wearing a suit..."

Cat was absently staring at the corner of the room. "Sergei took it."

"The hunter?" She nodded, still lost in thought. Parker started to gently apply the ointment to her face. "It's a nice change to be patching you up instead of myself, makes me feel better."

The mutant hummed. "No friends to help you still?"

"Don't feel ready to have the talk," he laughed shortly.

Cat tilted her head. "No one knows you're Spider-man yet?"

"No."

"Not even your aunt May?" Cat's frown deepened. "Are you still not talking to her?"

Parker's eyes brightened. "You remember that?"

"I remember everything. I don't really know what I know unless it's brought up, though," the young man lifted her chin and she continued. "So, May..?"

"We're talking again," he nodded. "I went back to school."

"That's great!"

"It's exhausting," Parker admitted. "But I found my way back to your universe thanks to that, so I'm not gonna complain."

"You still sell pictures to the daily bugle?"

"Yeah."

"My Peter works there too."

"Really?" He sprayed something on her neck and Cat flinched away, hissing at the sensation. "Sorry! I should've warned you—"

"It's okay, it didn't hurt," she shivered. "It felt weird, that's all."

Parker shook his head, he was trying really hard to hide how worried he was about her current state. "Tell me the whole story."

Cat lowered her face and he stopped curing her. "Promise you won't judge me too hard."

"I would never."

Parker was a great listener as usual, but this time he didn't even make a noise during the whole thing, he focused on healing her, sometimes she could feel his breathing shaking a little as if trying to hold back his tongue.

"You know, when I was fourteen," she said, "everyone wanted to hear my story. The Avengers, S.H.I.E.L.D... then I went to school and everyone wanted to hear about my past, and I always found it so..."

"Repetitive?"

"Unnecessary. They wanna know everything about you to figure out ways to get a hold of you. That's why I was such a good agent as a kid, my weak spots were hidden. Then I grew older, I found out things about my past, and my past found out things about me in turn..."

"But not everyone is looking to control you," he told her, "some of us just want to know who you are."

"Not enough people are like that," she sighed. "Not enough." Parker picked up their empty plates and Cat sat back and stared at the ceiling so the ointment around her throat could be fully absorbed. "But I would hand in my biography to Kingpin if it could protect everyone," she continued out loud. "Isn't that ironic? I'm supposed to be the mightiest hero of all, and I can't even look after myself."

"I don't think tonight's the night for self-pity. Maybe I should show you my research so we start working?"

"I won't be of help," she lamented. "I'm not smart. Mouse would always..." her voice cracked, M.O.U.S.E. was a whole universe away.

Parker startled her when showed up, her ears were still not fully recovered. The young man took a seat beside her and clasped his hands together, deep in thought. Cat stared at him, this time trying to spot the differences between him and the twenty-six-year-old he'd been when they'd met.

His hair was shorter, the shadow of his beard was easier to see, and his frame was a few inches broader. He had a couple of wrinkles, probably thanks to the lack of sleep and sunscreen, it could also be that he smiled a lot. He still had dark circles under his eyes, and his voice was still the same, but he carried himself with a confidence that he hadn't exhibited the first time they interacted.

"You should sleep," he said at last. "I'll come back in a few hours."

With a quick assessment of his appearance she noticed he was wearing the suit under his sweatpants and hoodie. "You can't leave," she stated.

Parker looked at her with a grin. "There's only one bed here, and I want you to use it. I'm not tired, don't worry about it."

She felt her face getting warmer. "I don't know your— I'm... please... don't leave." She took a quick breath, begging not to stammer in the process. "I know I left you when you were lost— but there were bad guys all over the city and I had to help my Peter— you don't have to go outside tonight, and I know how that sounds but I'm not—"

Parker stopped her rambling by placing his hand above hers.

"You'll be safe. My world's quieter than yours."

"But I don't need quiet," she pouted. "I need a friend."

Parker glanced towards his bathroom, thinking of the people out there and all that could happen if he didn't do his patrols. He also remembered his promise to her, it'd been a thing none of them had really meant nor believed at the time, but he still felt obligated to keep his word.

"Okay," he gave in, feeling her hand shaking under his. "Alright. I'm staying."

She pulled him closer and leaned against his arm. Parker froze, Cat had to be hurting a lot if she was that comfortable touching him. "Thank you."

"I'll figure things out," he wrapped his arms around her. "I promise you'll go home."

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Self-heating Food Packaging Market: Catering to the Changing Lifestyles of Consumers

Self-heating food packaging refers to a specialized packaging solution that incorporates an integrated heating technology to heat food products without the need for an external heat source. This innovative packaging concept has gained significant popularity in recent years due to its convenience, portability, and ability to provide hot and fresh food on the go. The self-heating food packaging market has witnessed substantial growth and is expected to continue expanding as consumers increasingly seek convenient and time-saving food solutions.

Market Overview:

The self-heating food packaging market has experienced a rapid surge in demand owing to changing consumer lifestyles, the rise of on-the-go eating habits, and the need for instant and hassle-free meal options. This market segment caters to a diverse range of food products, including ready-to-eat meals, soups, beverages, and even baby food.

Key Market Drivers:

• Convenience and Portability: Self-heating food packaging offers consumers the ability to enjoy hot and fresh meals anytime, anywhere, without the need for traditional heating methods. • Time-saving Solution: In today's fast-paced world, self-heating food packaging provides a quick and convenient solution for busy individuals who have limited time for meal preparation. • Increased Outdoor Activities: The growing trend of outdoor activities such as camping, hiking, and sports events has led to a rise in demand for self-heating food packaging among adventure enthusiasts. • Product Innovation: Continuous advancements in self-heating technology, packaging materials, and designs have expanded the market's potential and attracted consumers looking for unique and novel food experiences.

Market Segmentation:

The self-heating food packaging market can be segmented based on various factors:

Packaging Type:

a. Self-heating Cans: Traditional metal cans with integrated heating elements that activate upon the press of a button. b. Self-heating Pouches: Flexible pouches with heating elements that utilize chemical reactions or electric currents to heat the food contents.

Application:

a. Ready-to-eat Meals: This includes various cuisines, such as pasta, rice dishes, curries, and meat-based products. b. Soups and Beverages: Self-heating packaging solutions for soups, coffee, tea, hot chocolate, and other hot beverages. c. Baby Food: Self-heating containers designed specifically for heating and serving baby food while on the go.

Distribution Channel:

a. Supermarkets and Hypermarkets b. Convenience Stores c. Online Retailers d. Others (Vending Machines, Specialty Stores)

Regional Analysis:

• North America: The United States and Canada are major contributors to the self-heating food packaging market due to the increasing demand for convenient and on-the-go meal options. • Europe: Countries like the United Kingdom, Germany, France, and Italy have witnessed substantial growth in the self-heating food packaging market, driven by changing consumer preferences and busy lifestyles. • Asia Pacific: Rapid urbanization, hectic work schedules, and increasing disposable income levels in countries like China, Japan, South Korea, and India have fueled the demand for self-heating food packaging. • Rest of the World: Emerging markets in Latin America, the Middle East, and Africa are also witnessing a rise in demand for self-heating food packaging due to changing consumer behavior and rising disposable incomes.

Competitive Landscape:

The self-heating food packaging market is characterized by the presence of several key players who are actively engaged in product innovation, partnerships, and expansion strategies. Some of the prominent companies operating in this market include:

HeatGen™ Crown Holdings Inc. The 42 Degrees Company Hot-Can Lekispak Tempra Technology

These companies are investing in research and development to enhance the functionality, safety, and sustainability of self-heating food packaging solutions. Additionally, strategic collaborations with food manufacturers, retailers, and e-commerce platforms are helping them expand their market reach.

Conclusion:

The self-heating food packaging market is witnessing substantial growth driven by consumer demand for convenient and time-saving food solutions. The ability to enjoy hot and fresh meals on the go without the need for traditional heating methods is a key factor propelling market expansion. As technology advances and product innovation continues, the self-heating food packaging market is poised for further growth and presents significant opportunities for companies operating in this segment.

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Flexible Packaging Market To Reach USD 373.34 Billion By 2030

Flexible Packaging Market Growth & Trends

The global flexible packaging market size is expected to reach USD 373.34 billion by 2030, according to a new report by Grand View Research, Inc., expanding at a CAGR of 4.8% from 2024 to 2030. This market growth is owing to the growing importance of increasing food shelf life and growing adoption of sustainable and cost-effective packaging by end-users.

The shelf life of food products depends on factors such as storage conditions, packaging material, and exposure to microorganisms, oxygen, light, and moisture. The flexible packaging consists of plastic films with high barrier properties. The high-barrier properties efficiently block the transmission of moisture, light, and oxygen from contacting sensitive foods. Furthermore, the reseal closure products featured flexible packaging that allow users to securely close the bags or pouches, ensuring the freshness of the packaged food products over several uses.

In addition, flexible packaging consumes less energy compared to rigid packaging during manufacturing and transportation. According to the Flexible Packaging Association, 50% less energy is required to produce a flexible pouch compared to a rigid container of a similar size. In addition, flexible packaging weighs lighter compared to rigid packaging, thus resulting in less fuel consumption during transportation. According to the Flexible Packaging Association, one truckload of flexible pouches can hold the same amount of product as 26 truckloads of rigid containers.

The industry players are adopting several strategies including partnerships, expansions, mergers & acquisitions, joint ventures, new product launches, and partnership agreements to increase the customer base and individual market share. For instance, in May 2023, Amcor plc inked an agreement to acquire New Zealand-based automated protein packaging machines manufacturer, Moda Systems. This acquisition is expected to provide Amcor plc with a new option related to equipment in automated protein products packaging, making it the only flexible packaging manufacturer to own high-speed rotary equipment for packaging fresh meat.

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Flexible Packaging Market Report Highlights

The rapid growth of e-commerce sector globally creates opportunities for flexible packaging manufacturers to cater to the specific needs of online retail businesses. Companies that develop packaging solutions to protect products during transit, reduce damage, and improve unboxing experiences can gain a competitive advantage in the e-commerce market

The growing number of medical device manufacturers and ongoing research on new packaging materials is driving the market for medical flexible packaging. The strong healthcare infrastructure coupled with growing healthcare spending in the public sector is expected to have a positive impact on market demand

The pouches segment is expected to grow at a CAGR of 5.2% over the forecast period 2024-2030. This is owing to the pouches being resealable and a cost-effective alternative to metal, cardboard, and glass containers for packaging solutions

Food & beverage was the largest application segment, accounting for 55.9% of global volume share in 2023. Growing demand for packaged foods, including ready-to-eat meals, frozen meals, snack foods, and cake mixes, is expected to force flexible packaging manufacturers to increase production capacity, thus augmenting market for flexible packaging demand over the forecast period

Asia Pacific recorded a higher market share in 2023 owing to factors such as rising population, rising income levels, and changing lifestyles are expected to drive consumption of the packaged food cosmetics, and pharmaceutical products resulting in increased demand for flexible packaging solutions

Several key companies are collaborating to strengthen their market positions in the flexible packaging industry. For instance, in June 2023, Coveris acquired Poland-based D.K. LAMIN, a manufacturer of flexible packaging laminated films and converted products. With an emphasis on value-added medical packaging, home and personal care food, and pet food, D.K. LAMIN's experience and product offerings integrate with Coveris' existing product portfolio, particularly complementing its pet food growth goal

Flexible Packaging Market Segmentation

Grand View Research has segmented the global flexible packaging market report based on material, product, application, and region

Flexible Packaging Material Outlook (Volume, Kilotons; Revenue, USD Million, 2018 - 2030)

Plastics

Paper

Metal

Bioplastics

Flexible Packaging Product Outlook (Volume, Kilotons; Revenue, USD Million, 2018 - 2030)

Bags

Pouches

Rollstock

Films & Wraps

Others

Flexible Packaging Application Outlook (Volume, Kilotons; Revenue, USD Million, 2018 - 2030)

Food

Beverages

Pharmaceutical & Healthcare

Personal Care & Cosmetics

Others

Flexible Packaging Regional Outlook (Volume, Kilotons; Revenue, USD Million, 2018 - 2030)

North America

Europe

Asia Pacific

Central & South America

Middle East & Africa

List of Key Players of Flexible Packaging Market

Amcor plc

Mondi Group

Huhtamaki Flexible Packaging

Sonoco Products Company

Sealed Air

DS Smith

Berry Global

Constantia Flexibles

Bemis Manufacturing Company

UkrMetal

ProAmpac

Wipak Group

FlexPak Services

Transcontinental Inc.

Coveris Holdings

American Packaging Corporation

InterFlex Group

FLEX-PACK ENGINEERING, INC.

Innovia Films

Cosmo Films

Novolex

Sigma Plastics Group

Graphic Packaging International, LLC

Bischof+Klein SE & Co. KG

Südpack

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Cartoning Machine: A Complete Guide to Automated Packaging

The packaging industry has seen significant advancements in automation, and one such innovation is the cartoning machine. These machines are designed to efficiently pack products into cartons, ensuring speed, accuracy, and consistency in the packaging process. Whether used in the food, pharmaceutical, or cosmetic industry, cartoning machines have become an integral part of modern packaging solutions.

In this blog, we will explore the different types of cartoning machines, their working principles, benefits, applications, and factors to consider when selecting the right one for your business.

What is a Cartoning Machine?

A cartoning machine is an automated system used for erecting, filling, and closing cartons. These machines streamline the packaging process, reducing labor costs and increasing production efficiency. They come in various designs, catering to different product types and packaging needs.

Types of Cartoning Machines

Cartoning machines can be broadly classified into two main categories:

1. Horizontal Cartoning Machines

Horizontal cartoning machines load products into cartons horizontally. They are ideal for products such as:

Bottles

Tubes

Sachets

Pouches

Blister packs

These machines are widely used in industries like pharmaceuticals, food, and cosmetics.

2. Vertical Cartoning Machines

Vertical cartoning machines insert products from the top of the carton. They are suitable for:

Granules

Powders

Small bottles

Vials

These machines are commonly used in the food and pharmaceutical industries for bulk filling applications.

Working Principle of Cartoning Machines

The working of a cartoning machine involves multiple automated steps:

Carton Erection – The machine picks up a flat carton and erects it into shape.

Product Loading – The product is inserted into the carton manually or through an automated system.

Folding & Closing – The machine folds the flaps of the carton and applies adhesives or tuck-in closures.

Sealing & Coding – Some machines integrate coding systems to print batch numbers, expiry dates, or barcodes.

Final Output – The finished cartons are sent for further processing or shipment.

Benefits of Using a Cartoning Machine

Investing in a cartoning machine offers several advantages, including:

1. Increased Efficiency

Automation reduces manual labor, leading to higher production rates and consistency in packaging.

2. Cost Savings

Although the initial investment is high, cartoning machines significantly reduce labor costs and material wastage over time.

3. Improved Product Safety

Secure packaging ensures that products remain intact during transportation and storage, minimizing damage.

4. Customization and Flexibility

Modern cartoning machines offer customization options, allowing businesses to pack a variety of products with different carton sizes and styles.

5. Compliance with Industry Standards

For industries like pharmaceuticals and food, automated packaging ensures compliance with hygiene and safety regulations.

Applications of Cartoning Machines

Cartoning machines are used across multiple industries, including:

1. Pharmaceutical Industry

Packaging of tablets, capsules, syrups, and ointments.

Tamper-proof sealing ensures product integrity.

2. Food Industry

Cereal boxes, snack packs, frozen foods, and ready-to-eat meals.

Maintains freshness and extends shelf life.

3. Cosmetic Industry

Packaging of skincare products, perfumes, and beauty kits.

Enhances product appeal with attractive packaging.

4. Consumer Goods

Packaging of electrical components, household items, and personal care products.

Ensures durability and protection.

Factors to Consider When Choosing a Cartoning Machine

Selecting the right cartoning machine requires careful consideration of various factors:

1. Production Speed

Determine the required output capacity to ensure the machine meets production demands.

2. Carton Size and Type

Ensure the machine can handle the specific carton dimensions and closure methods required for your product.

3. Automation Level

Choose between semi-automatic and fully automatic machines based on budget and operational requirements.

4. Space and Layout Constraints

Assess the available space and ensure the machine fits seamlessly into your production line.

5. Maintenance and Support

Opt for a machine that offers easy maintenance and comes with reliable technical support.

Used Cartoning Machines: A Cost-Effective Solution

For businesses looking for an affordable alternative, purchasing a pre-owned cartoning machine can be a viable option. Buying a cartoning machine from a reliable supplier of used packaging equipment ensures quality while keeping costs low. Many refurbished machines offer similar performance levels as new ones but at a fraction of the cost.

Conclusion

Cartoning machines have revolutionized the packaging industry by enhancing efficiency, reducing costs, and improving product safety. Whether you are in the pharmaceutical, food, or cosmetic industry, investing in the right cartoning machine can significantly boost your production process. By understanding the types, benefits, and factors to consider, businesses can make informed decisions that align with their packaging needs.

If you are looking to optimize your packaging line, consider investing in a high-quality cartoning machine or exploring used packaging equipment options to meet your budget and production goals.

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Thermoforming Machines for Heated Plastic Food Containers

Thermoforming machines have emerged as a revolutionary technology in the production of heated plastic food containers. These machines employ heat and pressure to shape plastic sheets into functional, durable containers that can withstand high temperatures. As consumer demand for ready-to-eat meals and takeout packaging increases, the role of thermoforming in food packaging has become critical. It enables manufacturers to create containers that not only protect the food but also maintain its quality during reheating or storage. Thermoforming is integral to the modern food packaging industry, where speed, efficiency, and product integrity are crucial.

Thermoforming machines are essential for manufacturers who need to produce large volumes of plastic containers that meet specific functional requirements. These machines are capable of producing containers that offer excellent heat resistance, making them ideal for food that requires reheating in microwaves or ovens. As the food industry continues to embrace convenience and fast-paced consumption, the demand for containers that can safely withstand high temperatures is growing. Thermoforming technology ensures that containers can endure the heating process without compromising the quality of the food or the safety of the consumer.

In addition to producing heat-resistant containers, thermoforming machines allow for customization of container shapes and sizes. This versatility enables manufacturers to cater to various packaging needs, from small snack containers to larger trays for family-sized meals. Thermoforming is also highly scalable, meaning it is well-suited for both small and large production runs. By investing in advanced thermoforming machines, companies can enhance their packaging efficiency, reduce material waste, and improve the sustainability of their operations. This makes thermoforming machines a valuable tool for businesses striving to keep up with evolving market demands.

What Is a Heatable Plastic Food Container?

A heatable plastic food container is a type of packaging designed specifically for the transportation and storage of hot food products. These containers are made from plastics that can endure high temperatures, such as those found in microwave or oven heating processes. The primary function of heatable plastic food containers is to preserve the temperature of the food during transit and storage, ensuring that the food remains at the optimal temperature until it is ready to be served. These containers provide a safe and convenient solution for both consumers and food producers.

The heatable plastic containers are essential for industries like ready meals, takeout, and restaurant packaging. Consumers are increasingly looking for packaging that allows them to conveniently reheat their meals at home without having to transfer food into another container. A well-designed heatable container ensures that food stays fresh and heated properly, providing a superior user experience. These containers are particularly beneficial for busy individuals who rely on reheating meals, as they make the process fast and easy while ensuring the food stays at the right temperature.

Additionally, heatable plastic containers offer advantages over traditional materials like glass or metal. They are often lighter, more cost-effective, and easier to handle, making them an attractive option for food manufacturers and consumers alike. The use of plastics also provides flexibility in terms of design, as containers can be molded into various shapes to accommodate different types of food. With the ability to withstand the heat from reheating, these containers offer a practical solution for the modern food service industry and meet the growing demand for convenience in food packaging.

The Importance of Thermoforming in Heated Plastic Food Containers Production

Thermoforming plays a pivotal role in the production of heated plastic food containers, as it allows manufacturers to create containers that meet specific requirements for heat resistance, strength, and durability. The thermoforming process involves heating a plastic sheet until it becomes soft and pliable, then using pressure to mold it into the desired shape. This process is critical for producing containers that will be exposed to high temperatures during reheating, whether in a microwave, oven, or other heat sources. Without thermoforming, it would be difficult to create containers that could maintain their integrity and functionality in such conditions.

Thermoforming also contributes to the versatility of heated plastic food containers. It allows for the creation of containers in a wide range of sizes, shapes, and configurations, ensuring that manufacturers can cater to diverse packaging needs. Whether the packaging needs to accommodate individual servings or larger meals, thermoforming provides the flexibility to meet those demands. Moreover, it enables the production of containers that are optimized for specific functions, such as those that are microwave-safe or those designed to retain heat during transport. This ensures that food remains fresh and safe, meeting both consumer expectations and regulatory standards.

Furthermore, thermoforming technology ensures that the containers produced are highly durable, which is essential for food products that need to be transported or stored for extended periods. The materials used in thermoforming are selected for their ability to withstand high temperatures without degrading. The process also ensures that the containers are uniform in shape, which minimizes the risk of cracks, warping, or other forms of damage. This durability is crucial for maintaining food quality and safety, as well as reducing the likelihood of contamination or spills. Thermoforming is, therefore, a vital part of producing high-quality, heat-resistant food containers that meet the demands of the modern food packaging industry.

Key Features of Advanced Thermoforming Machines for Heated Containers

Advanced thermoforming machines come equipped with several key features that enhance their performance and efficiency in producing heated plastic food containers. One of the most important features is the integration of servo-driven systems, which allow for precise control over the heating and forming process. These systems ensure that the plastic sheets are heated to the optimal temperature, preventing overheating or underheating, which could compromise the quality of the containers. This level of control is particularly important when producing containers that must withstand high temperatures, as it ensures consistency and uniformity in the final product.

Another key feature of modern thermoforming machines is their energy efficiency. With innovations in heating technologies and automation, these machines are able to reduce energy consumption while maintaining high production speeds. This not only reduces operating costs but also contributes to more sustainable manufacturing practices. Energy efficiency is particularly important in the food packaging industry, where high volumes of containers are produced daily. By optimizing energy usage, manufacturers can reduce their carbon footprint and make their operations more environmentally friendly, which aligns with consumer preferences for sustainable packaging solutions.

The flexibility of advanced thermoforming machines is another standout feature. These machines can handle a variety of materials, including high-performance plastics such as PET, PP, and PLA. This adaptability allows manufacturers to meet the diverse needs of the food packaging industry, from creating containers for hot meals to producing eco-friendly options. The ability to work with a range of materials also supports sustainability efforts, as manufacturers can use recycled plastics or biodegradable options without sacrificing performance. With the continued evolution of thermoforming technology, these machines are becoming increasingly versatile, energy-efficient, and capable of producing high-quality food containers that meet both functional and environmental requirements.

Material Innovations: Ensuring Durability and Heat Resistance

Material innovations are at the forefront of the thermoforming industry, especially in the production of heated plastic food containers. The development of high-performance plastics has greatly enhanced the durability and heat resistance of thermoformed containers. Advanced resins and composites are now being used in the production of food containers, allowing them to withstand higher temperatures without losing their structural integrity. These innovations ensure that food containers remain safe and functional, even when exposed to the intense heat of microwave ovens or ovens, making them ideal for reheating or storing hot food products.

In addition to improving heat resistance, material innovations are also focused on enhancing the overall durability of thermoformed containers. Containers made from advanced plastics are less likely to crack, warp, or degrade under extreme conditions. This is crucial for the food packaging industry, where containers are frequently exposed to temperature fluctuations, moisture, and other environmental factors. By using high-quality materials, manufacturers can produce containers that not only perform well under heat but also provide reliable protection for the food inside. These materials ensure that food stays fresh, safe, and intact during transportation and storage.

Another significant trend in material innovation is the increasing use of sustainable plastics in the production of heated plastic food containers. With growing consumer and regulatory demands for eco-friendly packaging, manufacturers are turning to materials like recycled plastics and biodegradable options. These materials offer both environmental benefits and functional advantages, such as maintaining heat resistance and durability. Thermoforming machines can now work with these advanced materials, enabling businesses to meet sustainability goals without sacrificing the quality or performance of their food containers. This shift towards sustainable materials reflects the industry's commitment to reducing waste and promoting environmental responsibility.

Sustainable Manufacturing Practices for Food Packaging

Sustainability is a key concern in the food packaging industry, and thermoforming technology is well-positioned to support environmentally friendly manufacturing practices. Thermoforming machines can efficiently produce containers using recyclable and biodegradable materials, which helps reduce waste and minimize the environmental impact of food packaging. By using advanced plastics such as recycled PET and PLA, manufacturers can create high-quality, heat-resistant containers that are also environmentally responsible. This shift towards sustainable materials aligns with growing consumer expectations for eco-friendly packaging and helps businesses meet regulatory standards aimed at reducing plastic waste.

In addition to using sustainable materials, thermoforming technology contributes to sustainability by reducing material waste during production. The precise nature of the thermoforming process ensures that plastic sheets are used efficiently, minimizing excess material and reducing scrap. This contributes to more sustainable manufacturing practices by lowering the amount of waste generated during production. Furthermore, the use of energy-efficient machines and optimized heating systems further reduces the carbon footprint of thermoforming operations. These improvements not only benefit the environment but also help businesses lower their operating costs, making sustainability a win-win for both the planet and the bottom line.

The push towards sustainable food packaging practices is also driving innovation in the design of thermoforming machines. Manufacturers are increasingly focused on developing machines that can handle a wide range of eco-friendly materials without compromising performance. This includes machines that can work with recycled plastics, biodegradable materials, and other sustainable options. By investing in these advanced machines, businesses can produce containers that meet both environmental and performance standards, ensuring that their packaging solutions are both functional and eco-friendly. Sustainable manufacturing practices are becoming a crucial component of the food packaging industry, and thermoforming technology is playing a key role in driving this transformation.

Enhancing Efficiency and Quality with Inpak Thermoforming Solutions

INPAK’s thermoforming solutions are designed to enhance both efficiency and quality in the production of heated plastic food containers. By integrating advanced control systems, servo-driven technology, and energy-efficient features, İnpak's machines enable manufacturers to produce high-quality containers at a faster pace and lower cost. These machines are built for high-volume production while maintaining precision and consistency, ensuring that each container meets the required specifications for heat resistance, strength, and durability. This efficiency is especially important in industries where fast production times and high-quality products are essential for success.

İnpak’s thermoforming machines also excel in customization, allowing businesses to tailor their food packaging to meet specific customer needs. Whether it’s designing containers for hot meals or creating environmentally friendly packaging, İnpak’s machines offer the flexibility to produce containers in various sizes, shapes, and materials. This adaptability is crucial for manufacturers looking to stay competitive in the ever-changing food packaging market. By offering customized solutions, İnpak helps businesses cater to the growing demand for packaging that is both functional and tailored to consumer preferences.

In addition to improving efficiency, İnpak’s thermoforming machines ensure the highest standards of product quality. These machines are designed to deliver precise molding, ensuring that containers are uniform in shape and free from defects. This consistency ensures that food products are properly protected and meet safety standards. With İnpak’s advanced thermoforming solutions, businesses can improve both their production efficiency and the quality of their food packaging, positioning themselves as leaders in the competitive food packaging industry.

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Taste the Difference: Elevating Ready-to-Eat Foods Packaging with Nichrome

In this fast-paced world, people require everything on the go. That's why convenience is so important, especially when it comes to food. Ready-to-eat foods have become a staple for individuals and families, providing delicious and easy breakfast, lunch, and dinner options. At Nichrome, we understand the importance of not only providing convenient food options but also ensuring that the packaging reflects the quality and freshness of the products inside.

Introducing Nichrome’s Pick-Fill-Seal machine – the ultimate packaging innovation for elevating ready-to-eat food packaging to the next level.  Equipped with innovative rotary technology, this machine combines the benefits of versatility, productivity, and special packaging to revolutionize the way ready-to-eat food is served and enjoyed.

Variety at Your Fingertips:

With the constant innovation in the packaging segment, gone are the days of monotonous packaging designs and limited options. Nichrome's Pick Fill Seal machine, powered by versatile rotary technology, opens doors to a world of culinary creativity. With the ability to pack a diverse range of ready-to-eat foods in eye-catching innovative shapes, Nichrome empowers brands to stand out on the shelves and captivate consumers with visual appeal. From savory snacks to delectable desserts, our ready-to-eat food packaging machine ensures that your product maintains its freshness and flavor from the production line to the consumer's plate.

Productivity Redefined:

In today's competitive market, efficiency is paramount. Nichrome understands the importance of productivity, which is why the Pick-Fill-Seal machine is engineered for optimal performance. Sturdy and compact, this machine seamlessly integrates into production lines, maximizing output without compromising quality. The intuitive design of this RTE packaging machine ensures easy cleaning and maintenance, minimizing downtime and maximizing productivity. Its user-friendly interface makes it easy to operate, allowing manufacturers to meet the market's growing demands without sacrificing quality or consistency. Plus, the easy-to-clean design of these horizontal form fill seal machines ensures minimal downtime, keeping production running smoothly day in and day out.

Specialty Packaging with Precision:

Nichrome's commitment to excellence extends to every aspect of the packaging process. An advanced variant of instant food packaging technology innovated by Nichrome enables the dispensing of 2 or 3 different fillers simultaneously, allowing for the creation of multi-layered flavor experiences within the same pouch. This precision packaging of ready-to-eat foods ensures that each bite is a culinary delight, enhancing the overall consumer experience along with giving the food an extended shelf life. With Nichrome, ready-to-eat foods become more than just sustenance – they become a feast for the eyes as well as the palate.

Freshness Locked In:

Freshness preservation is non-negotiable when it comes to ready-to-cook food packaging. Nichrome's Pick-Fill-Seal machine employs state-of-the-art sealing technology to lock in freshness and flavor, ensuring that every bite is as delicious as the first. With advanced sealing technology and precise temperature control, Nichrome seals in freshness, preserving the flavor and quality of each bite. From the first bite to the last, your consumers can enjoy the full-bodied taste of freshly prepared foods even in packaged foods.

Conclusion:

Ready to take your ready-to-eat foods to the next level? Look no further than Nichrome. With our state-of-the-art RTE packaging machine, you'll unlock a world of possibilities in packaging innovation. From horizontal form-fill packaging to ready-to-cook solutions, we have smart packaging solutions that expertise in bringing your culinary creations to life.

That’s because Nichrome's Pick-Fill-Seal machine is not just a regular ready-to-eat food packaging machine – it's a testament to innovation, quality, and culinary excellence. Whether it's instant foods or ready-to-cook delights, Nichrome's innovative packaging solutions transform ordinary into extraordinary, one pouch at a time. Taste the difference with Nichrome – where taste meets technology, and every bite tells a story of innovation and indulgence.

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Sachet Packaging Machine Market Insights On Global Adoption Sustainability And Emerging Trends

The sachet packaging machine market is growing rapidly due to the increasing demand for convenient and cost-effective packaging solutions. This market caters to various industries, including food and beverages, pharmaceuticals, and personal care, where single-serve and small-sized packaging are in high demand. With technological advancements and sustainability becoming key priorities, the sachet packaging machine market is set to see further innovation and adoption globally.

Market Insights

Growth Drivers

Increasing preference for single-serve and portion-controlled packaging.

Rising demand in emerging economies due to affordability and convenience.

Expansion of the pharmaceutical industry with a need for precise and hygienic packaging.

E-commerce growth driving the need for lightweight and compact packaging.

Technological Advancements

Integration of automation and IoT in sachet packaging machines for enhanced efficiency.

Development of multi-lane machines to increase production rates.

Adoption of AI for real-time monitoring and maintenance of machines.

Innovations in flexible packaging to meet diverse consumer requirements.

Sustainability Focus

Transition towards biodegradable and recyclable packaging materials.

Machines designed for eco-friendly films and sustainable materials.

Reduction in energy consumption during manufacturing processes.

Addressing regulatory requirements for environmentally friendly packaging.

Regional Analysis

Asia-Pacific: Largest market driven by industrialization and a growing middle-class population.

North America: Strong focus on automation and premium products boosting adoption.

Europe: Sustainability initiatives and stringent regulations shaping market trends.

Latin America and Africa: Rising urbanization and demand for packaged products in emerging economies.

Challenges

High costs associated with advanced packaging machinery.

Environmental concerns regarding plastic waste from single-use sachets.

Competition from alternative packaging formats like stick packs and pouches.

Need for skilled operators to manage complex, automated machines.

Future Opportunities

Development of smart packaging machines with predictive maintenance features.

Expansion in untapped rural and semi-urban markets with a preference for affordable sachets.

Customization of machines to handle diverse product types and packaging sizes.

Growth in demand for sachets in new sectors like nutraceuticals and specialty chemicals.

Industry Trends

Shift towards compact, portable, and easy-to-use packaging designs.

Collaboration between manufacturers and material providers for sustainable solutions.

Increasing adoption of high-speed machines in large-scale manufacturing facilities.

Growing focus on hygiene and tamper-proof packaging post-pandemic.

Competitive Landscape

Market dominated by key players offering technologically advanced machines.

Small and medium enterprises gaining traction with cost-effective solutions.

Collaborations and mergers driving innovation and market consolidation.

Focus on R&D for eco-friendly and efficient machines.

Key Applications

Food and Beverages: Spices, sauces, sugar, coffee, and ready-to-eat products.

Pharmaceuticals: Single-dose medicines, oral powders, and liquid formulations.

Personal Care: Shampoo, conditioners, lotions, and skincare products.

Consumer Goods: Detergents, cleaning agents, and specialty chemicals.

Impact of COVID-19

Boost in demand for hygienic and safe packaging solutions.

Disruptions in supply chains impacting production and distribution.

Increased focus on local manufacturing to reduce dependency on imports.

Acceleration of automation and digital transformation in packaging processes.

Customization Trends

Machines designed to accommodate various sachet sizes and shapes.

Options for branding and printing directly on sachets during packaging.

Integration of multi-functional capabilities to handle different product types.

Demand for machines with easy-to-use interfaces for operators.

Future Outlook

Growing investment in sustainable and advanced packaging technologies.

Expansion in sectors like nutraceuticals, cosmetics, and specialty food products.

Rise in the use of intelligent packaging with anti-counterfeiting features.

Increasing penetration in remote and rural areas for affordable, small-unit packaging.

Potential Innovations

Development of water-soluble sachet materials for specific applications.

AI-driven machines for precision in filling and sealing.

Lightweight machines tailored for small-scale businesses and startups.

Integration of QR codes and tracking systems for traceability.

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Maximize Convenience with Vending Machines for Offices in Sydney

Convenience is a major issue in today’s fast work environment, as employees today would constantly be comfortable when working and would be happy enough when doing work. One method to do this is by installing vending machine in offices. Sydney businesses are beginning to use vending machine solutions to accommodate the needs of their employees, offering convenience to snacks and beverages, or even health beverages. Understanding how to make vending machines more convenient and more valuable to Sydney workplaces is here.

Enhance Employee Productivity

When you have vending machines in the office you don't have to leave the office for a couple of minutes to grab a little snack or a drink. It allows employees to stay on task, saves time. Because refreshments are ready and close at hand, employees can easily get back to work restored, energized and satisfied. This proved to be a convenience which can ultimately end in greater efficiency and reduced downtime.

Wide Range of Options

These days there’s more to a modern vending machine than chips and sodas. Sydney businesses can now stock machines with healthier snacks, fresh salads, energy drinks and even fancy coffees. This variety will allow all employees to choose something they love to eat which will lead to better eating houses and overall well being.

It is Flexible and Affordable.

Sydney Vending Machine Hire Services offer flexible hire ranges that will suit any business, large or small. Providers can work with you to provide a single vending machine for small business or many machines for a bigger worksite. Another popular option is free vending machine hire where businesses pay nothing for installation and maintenance, making it a low cost investment.

Custom Solutions for Businesses

Sydney based vending machine companies offer specialized solutions to best meet your office needs. Down to machines that card readers gather fresh meals and office supplies, the list of machine possibilities goes on and on. There are also branding options for companies in relation to their company identity.

24/7 Availability

Perhaps best of all, vending machines are available 24 hours a day. External food services need not be used to get employees to work late hours or on shifts when there's access to refreshments. It is especially useful for offices running round the clock or offices having flexible working hours.

Easy to maintain and restocked.

Take care of installation, restocking and maintenance that’s next to nothing for you. The popular ones get refilled regularly and any technical issues are resolved quite fast. With this hassle free service, businesses enjoy the benefits without the upkeep.

Options That Are Affordable and Sustainable

Now Sydney the many vending machine companies have made the focus on sustainability silicone affiliate marketing and offer eco-friendly options, these include biodegradable packaging and environmentally friendly machines. These practices fit naturally with recent demand for environmental business operations that included vending machines too.

It boosts Morale and Office Culture

A positive office culture starts with providing convenient snack and beverage options. When taking employees' needs into consideration, employees will feel appreciated and workplace morale and satisfaction will be improved. Vending machines can also function as social hubs where employees meet on breaks to bond the team and even let them chat with each other.

Great for Small and Large Offices

Startup to big corporation, vending machines can be remanufactured to fit your needs. For small offices compact machines with essential items are advantaged while big offices may enjoy multiple units with an extensive array of products. Vending machines are flexible in sizing and product offerings and can be used in any business.

Simplify Office Management

Vending machine providers provide a service outsourcing refreshments and simplifies office management. It saves these organisations from having to stock pantries or keep kitchen budgets, and frees up time and resources to focus on core activities.

Sydney's offices are able to take advantage of vending machines for an affordable, convenient and flexible way to supply employees with what they need. The benefits are obvious from boosting productivity and morale to offering food choices different from vending machines, and more eco friendly alternatives. Businesses can enjoy free vending machine hire and tailored solutions to easily integrate this service into their workplace environment making it more efficient and enjoyable. There are a lot of options out there if you are going about vending machines for rent or even more so if vending machine hire services in Sydney are what you need to get out of tomorrow. And start maximizing convenience now while you watch your workplace thrive!

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Packaging Perfection: Nichrome’s Integrated Solutions for the Food Industry

When it comes to the food industry, there is a high-stakes environment involved where efficiency, hygiene and product integrity are extremely crucial to the success of the brand. We at Nichrome understand this and have dedicated over four decades to designing the most efficient cutting-edge packaging systems that are able to cater to your every need, straight from product handling to warehousing and dispatching.

Nichrome’s Integrated Solutions are here to simplify the complexities that arrive when it comes to food packaging and deliver reliable solutions at every stage.

Innovating for the Future

At Nichrome, Innovation and Solutions constantly tend to go hand-in-hand. We have consistently pushed the boundaries of packaging technology and its achievements. From single pack machines to comprehensive turnkey solutions, our portfolio of wide range solutions reflect a deep understanding of the food industry and its ever evolving demands.

Nichrome’s Comprehensive Packaging Solutions for Every Segment

Our extensive range of packaging systems serves a wide array of food industry sectors, such as:

Snacks & Namkeen: To ensure that your favourite munch always has that perfect crunch, our packaging solutions constantly work on delivering precision portioning and airtight sealing. This also helps in enhancing the product’s shelf life.

Dairy Products: In order to keep your dairy delights safe and fresh, our packaging solutions adhere to the highest hygienic standards. 

Ready-to-eat Meals: The demand of convenience in the food segment is ever growing, and constantly meeting this demand are the ready-to-eat meals. When it comes to these meals, efficiency and quality play an important role. Our systems always ensure that the meals reach the consumers in the perfect condition.

Powdered Foods and Granular Products: The reliable solutions that our systems provide is thanks to the precision-engineering that they come equipped with. Because ensuring minimal wastage with maximum efficiency is a key factor when packaging flours, spices, sugar, or any other powdered/granular food.

End-to-end Efficiency ensured with Integrated Solutions

At Nichrome, we are committed to taking care of the complete production and distribution span. This helps in offering an unmatched inconvenience through our reliable packaging systems. From product handling to warehousing and distribution, our systems provide a seamless flow that not only minimizes the manual intervention but also optimises the operations.

Key features of our Integrated Systems:

Automated Filling Machines: These high-speed and accurate filling systems reduce product wastage and maintain consistency across every package.

Advanced Sealing Technology: Our systems offer flexible sealing options for a variety of packaging styles, ensuring airtight and tamper-proof packaging.

Automated Filling Machines: These high-speed and accurate filling systems reduce product wastage and maintain consistency across every package.

Cartoning & Secondary Packaging: These systems simplify secondary packaging processes, offering a wide variety of cartoning solutions tailored to meet any and all customer requirements.

Turnkey Project Management: Our end-to-end solutions take care of the packaging process straight from planning and customization to installation and commissioning. This ensures smooth integration of systems with the existing workflows with minimal transition downtime.

Commitment to Quality & Customer Success

Quality isn’t just a buzzword for us, it is our promise. Every single machine, system, and service is designed to constantly exceed customer expectations.

This is why our support never stops at installation, it also spans to “Aftersales Support.” We have a dedicated team that ensures that every operation is running smoothly, providing timely maintenance along with troubleshooting and required spare parts.

Partnering for a Better Tomorrow

Nichrome’s vision extends beyond packaging. Their solutions are designed with sustainability in mind, reducing material wastage and energy consumption. By choosing Nichrome, businesses not only benefit from superior technology but also contribute to a greener future.

For food manufacturers ready to revolutionize their packaging processes, Nichrome offers more than machines—they offer a partnership built on trust, innovation, and excellence.

Discover the difference Nichrome can make for your business. Visit https://www.nichrome.com to learn more.

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Tray Sealing Machines Market Trends Technological Advancements Redefining Packaging

Tray sealing machines have become an integral part of the global packaging industry, offering solutions that ensure product safety, extended shelf life, and visual appeal. As industries evolve, so do the trends shaping the tray sealing machines market. From automation to sustainability, these trends reveal the direction of this dynamic sector.

Key Market Trends

Automation and Smart Technology Automation is transforming the tray sealing machine market. Modern machines are integrated with features like IoT, AI, and sensors to enhance efficiency, reduce errors, and provide real-time monitoring. Smart technology enables predictive maintenance and improves operational performance, making automated tray sealers highly desirable for high-volume production lines.

Focus on Sustainability With growing environmental concerns, manufacturers are emphasizing eco-friendly packaging materials and energy-efficient machines. Tray sealing machines are now compatible with biodegradable, recyclable, and compostable materials, aligning with global sustainability goals and consumer preferences for greener alternatives.

Rising Demand for Convenience Foods The increasing popularity of ready-to-eat and packaged foods is a major driver for the tray sealing machine market. These machines ensure airtight sealing, which preserves freshness and extends shelf life, making them essential for food manufacturers catering to busy lifestyles.

Advancements in Sealing Technology Innovations such as modified atmosphere packaging (MAP) and vacuum skin packaging (VSP) are gaining traction. These techniques enhance product longevity and quality, making tray sealing machines indispensable in industries like food, pharmaceuticals, and electronics.

Customization and Flexibility Industries are demanding customizable tray sealing solutions that cater to unique product specifications. Flexible machines that handle various tray sizes, shapes, and materials offer greater adaptability and efficiency, driving their adoption.

Regional Growth Variations

North America and Europe: Mature markets focusing on automation and sustainable solutions.

Asia-Pacific: Fastest-growing region due to urbanization, increasing disposable incomes, and the rise of packaged food consumption.

Emerging Markets: Africa and South America offer untapped potential, driven by growing food processing and packaging industries.

Challenges Influencing Trends

High Initial Investment The cost of acquiring and installing advanced tray sealing machines can deter small and medium enterprises (SMEs) from adopting them.

Technical Expertise Requirement Sophisticated machines require skilled operators and regular maintenance, adding to operational complexities.

Material Costs and Availability The cost and availability of eco-friendly materials remain challenges, particularly in regions with limited access to sustainable resources.

Opportunities in the Market

Expansion in Pharmaceutical Packaging The growing pharmaceutical industry demands precise and contamination-free packaging solutions, presenting a significant opportunity for tray sealing machines.

Integration of Robotics Robotics in tray sealing machines offers enhanced speed, precision, and automation, paving the way for advanced, high-capacity production lines.

Focus on Energy Efficiency Energy-efficient machines are gaining popularity as industries strive to reduce operational costs and carbon footprints.

Future Trends

AI-Driven Machines Artificial intelligence is expected to play a pivotal role in automating quality control, optimizing sealing processes, and minimizing wastage.

Compact and Portable Designs With space constraints in smaller facilities, compact and portable tray sealing machines are likely to see increased demand.

Collaborative Industry Initiatives Partnerships between manufacturers, suppliers, and regulatory bodies will drive innovation and standardization in tray sealing solutions.

Conclusion The tray sealing machines market is witnessing dynamic trends driven by technological innovation, sustainability efforts, and shifting consumer demands. Companies that embrace these trends and invest in R&D are poised to thrive in this competitive and evolving landscape. From advanced sealing technologies to eco-friendly materials, the future of tray sealing machines promises significant growth and transformation.

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Tanishka Packaging Machines: Leading Pouch Packing Machine Manufacturers in Jaipur, Rajasthan

In today’s fast-paced industrial world, packaging is more than just about enclosing a product. It’s about creating efficiency, ensuring the longevity of products, and maintaining brand integrity. For businesses that require high-quality, reliable packaging solutions, Tanishka Packaging Machines, based in Jaipur, Rajasthan, stands as a prominent name in the industry. As a leading pouch packing machine manufacturer in India, Tanishka is revolutionizing the packaging process with innovative machinery designed to meet the needs of various industries.

Who is Tanishka Packaging Machines?

Tanishka Packaging Machines is a renowned manufacturer of advanced packaging equipment, specializing in pouch packing machines. With years of expertise, the company has become one of the top players in the packaging machine industry in India, particularly in Rajasthan. Tanishka is dedicated to providing businesses with cutting-edge solutions that ensure accurate, efficient, and cost-effective packaging.

Types of Pouch Packing Machines by Tanishka

Tanishka Packaging Machines offers a wide range of pouch packing machines designed to meet the diverse needs of industries such as food and beverages, pharmaceuticals, chemicals, cosmetics, and more. Some of the most popular pouch packing machines manufactured by Tanishka include:

Vertical Form Fill Seal (VFFS) Pouch Packing Machines  These machines are perfect for packing granular and powdery products like spices, coffee, snacks, grains, and more. The VFFS machine uses a roll of film to form pouches, fills them with the product, and seals them, all in one continuous process. This is one of the most efficient and cost-effective packaging solutions for high-volume production.

Horizontal Form Fill Seal (HFFS) Pouch Packing Machines  For products that need to be packed in horizontal pouches, the HFFS machines from Tanishka offer high-speed, reliable packaging. These machines are ideal for packing products like ready-to-eat meals, powdered food, and other similar items, ensuring minimal waste and maximum efficiency.

Liquid Pouch Packing Machines  Tanishka’s liquid pouch packing machines are designed to handle products like oils, beverages, sauces, and other liquid items. The machines are built to fill liquid products accurately without leakage or spillage, making them a preferred choice for businesses in the beverage and food industries.

Multi-Head Weighing Pouch Packing Machines  These machines are engineered to handle products that require precise weighing before being packed. Whether it’s grains, pulses, or other similar products, the multi-head weighing system ensures perfect accuracy, reducing product wastage and improving efficiency.

Automatic Pouch Filling Machines  Tanishka also manufactures fully automatic pouch filling machines that offer high precision, speed, and consistency. These machines reduce manual intervention and allow businesses to pack large quantities of products quickly and efficiently.

Why Tanishka Packaging Machines Stand Out

When it comes to finding a reliable pouch packing machine in Rajasthan, Tanishka Packaging Machines has built a reputation for quality and reliability. Here’s why businesses choose Tanishka:

Innovative Technology  Tanishka Packaging Machines uses the latest technology in designing and manufacturing its machines. With automated features, high-speed packing, and cutting-edge functionality, Tanishka ensures that its customers get the most advanced machinery that boosts productivity.

Customization Options  Tanishka understands that each industry has its unique packaging needs. That’s why they offer customizable solutions to tailor machines based on product size, pouch type, production volume, and other specific requirements. Whether you need machines for packing powders, liquids, or solid items, Tanishka can provide a solution that suits your exact needs.

Durability and Performance  Tanishka’s pouch packing machines are built to last. Made from high-quality materials and designed for continuous operation, these machines offer long-term durability and minimal maintenance requirements. This makes them a cost-effective choice for businesses aiming for long-term success.

High Efficiency and Speed  Tanishka’s machines are designed for high-speed packaging, reducing bottlenecks in the production line. Whether it’s filling, sealing, or labeling, these machines help improve the overall efficiency of the packaging process, saving businesses time and labor costs.

Affordable and Competitive Pricing  Despite offering high-quality, state-of-the-art machinery, Tanishka ensures that its packaging machines come at competitive prices. This balance between affordability and quality has made Tanishka a preferred choice for businesses looking for value-driven solutions.

After-Sales Support and Service  Tanishka Packaging Machines is committed to customer satisfaction, offering comprehensive after-sales support. Whether you need training on how to operate the machine, troubleshooting assistance, or regular maintenance, Tanishka provides reliable service to ensure smooth machine operations.

Packaging Machines in Rajasthan: A Local Advantage

As a prominent pouch packing machine manufacturer in Rajasthan, Tanishka Packaging Machines provides a significant advantage to businesses in the region. Rajasthan, with its diverse industrial landscape, requires packaging solutions that cater to a wide variety of products. Tanishka has a strong presence in the state, offering local businesses easy access to high-quality packaging machinery.

Being based in Jaipur, Tanishka is strategically positioned to serve not only Rajasthan but also businesses across India. With its local presence, Tanishka can offer quick delivery, on-site consultations, and after-sales services to businesses within the region.

Industries Served by Tanishka Packaging Machines

Tanishka’s pouch packing machines serve a variety of industries, each with its specific packaging requirements:

Food and Beverages: Packaging snacks, spices, powdered foods, liquids, and beverages.

Pharmaceuticals: Packing tablets, syrups, powders, and other medical products.

Cosmetics and Personal Care: Packaging lotions, creams, oils, and more.

Chemicals and Fertilizers: Packaging powders, granules, and other chemical products.

Agriculture: Packaging seeds, pulses, and fertilizers.

Conclusion

For businesses looking for top-notch pouch packing machines in Rajasthan, Tanishka Packaging Machines stands as a trusted manufacturer offering innovative, reliable, and efficient packaging solutions. Whether you’re in the food and beverage, pharmaceutical, or agricultural sector, Tanishka’s advanced machinery can streamline your packaging process, boost efficiency, and reduce operational costs.

With a commitment to quality, customer satisfaction, and long-term success, Tanishka Packaging Machines continues to lead the way in pouch packaging technology across India, especially in Rajasthan. If you’re looking to upgrade your packaging line or invest in advanced pouch packing machines, Tanishka is the partner you can trust to deliver quality and performance.