#SCR Controlled

[igbts]

SCR Silicon Controlled Rectifier TT425N16KOF

TT425N16KOF is a Silicon Controlled Rectifier (SCR) manufactured by Vishay Semiconductors.

The SCR is a type of semiconductor device that can switch and control large amounts of power, making it suitable for a variety of industrial applications.

The TT425N16KOF SCR has the following specifications:

Repetitive Peak Off-State Voltage (Vdrm): 1600V

On-State Current (It(RMS)): 425A

Peak Non-Repetitive Surge Current (Itsm): 5500A

Gate Trigger Current (Igt): 150mA

Operating Temperature: -40°C to +125°C

This SCR is designed for use in high-power industrial applications such as power supplies, motor controls, and welding equipment. It features high voltage and current ratings, low on-state voltage drop, and high surge capability, making it a reliable option for high-power switching and control.

[shoechoe]

araki absolutely wrote the SCR arc by the seat of his pants with no plan because that weird shit about SCR transforming your body into an entirely different creature got completely forgotten and dropped instantly

[commercialvehicle1]

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Tata Motors DEF is an environmentally friendly, ISO 22241-approved fluid specifically designed for BS4 and BS6 vehicles equipped with Selective Catalytic Reduction (SCR) technology. With its genuine formulation, Tata DEF effectively reduces NOx emissions and protects the After-Treatment System (ATS) from wear, ensuring compliance with stringent emission standards. Available in multiple convenient packaging options, Tata DEF supports sustainable operations for Tata commercial vehicles.

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SCR (Silicon Controlled Rectifier) Power Controllers are electronic devices used to regulate electrical power in industrial applications. Employed in heating elements and electric furnaces, SCR Power Controllers provide precise control over the power supplied to resistive loads.

[bill2snns]

What is thyristor, on-off switches, Power Control, Switching Device

T435 Series 600 Vdrm 4 A Snubberless Triac AC Switch Surface Mount - TO-252

[batsyheere]

Phantom doesn't trust the Justice League as far as he could throw them- which was a weird statement to make considering, so he might as well say he did not trust them.

First there had been the attempt to exorcise him. That had been done with some very obviously coerced members of Dark, who had eventually been stopped by a panicked Constantine who Phantom now had weekly tea with. (Because Danny needed more ways to defend himself outside of his ghostly abilities, and especially with the attention of the JL now focused on him. Constantine had not put up much of a fight, especially after that incident.)

Following that had been the JL's attempt at peacemaking and finally handling the Anti-Ecto Acts- which had simply sped up the work that Team Phantom had been working on since the majority of their group hit 17 and the threats were more human than ghost. Taking credit for the years of activism and appeal Team Phantom had already made efforts in had soured whatever they wished to gain.

Offering him a place within the teams of Young Justice or the Titans had been another layer of insult when they tried to pressure him into some sort of mentorship- Phantom very much was insulted by the implications that he needed any such help after the years of being left to fend for himself. And the implications that they thought they could control and observe him now.

The final straw was their invitation to join the Justice League itself.

"I don't know about you," Phantom drawls, tone almost apathetic as his head leans against his fist. He was hovering in the air, sat back in a pose his little sister often called his "I'm dealing with idiots and politics" posture. "But if I've repeatedly rejected and ignored an individual who asked for help, then ignored their requests to leave them be... well, I wouldn't assume they would wish to join your club and be pleased by it."

"King Phantom," Wonder Woman begins, one of the few who actually had any sense. She looks exhausted.

Another member, one of the Green Lanterns whose names Danny couldn't be bothered with after some rather volatile debates with the dead of Oa, cuts her off.

"Look, kid, you're being offered something most other heroes only dream of being offered-"

"Most other people have to be recommended or apply to join the League, or otherwise be ignored and left to handle situations such as a chunk of the Midwest sinking into the Infinite Realms through the directions of a tyrannical conqueror seeking to gain access to the mortal world."

Silence. There were a few winces, as well as a few heroes who were glancing nervously towards Superman who was frowning.

"Look, we've obviously made mistakes-" the man in blue begins. Phantom cuts him short as well.

"A mistake is dismissing a call about ghosts as a prank," he states. "A mistake is making assumptions based off the research of science and believing it to be true."

He sat up, crown flaring above his head with frost as the temperature in the room dropped.

"What you have done is blatantly allow a government to persecute and prepare acts of genocide, while ignoring the evidence and pleas of the people you swear to protect. You then proceed to ignore the word of those who have stood the line of defence and resolve the matter without any representation of the voices that fought long enough to be heard."

"What would you have us do."

It was Batman who spoke up. While not his favorite member of the League, Phantom could appreciate the fact that the man had been left out of most of the formal decision making on these matters- even Amity Park had heard of the strange mass outbreak of Arkham residents spilling into Gotham- something that had not happened in quite a while. It had kept Batman and his associate busy enough to keep away from League business, in an effort to keep the chaos contained to Gotham's borders.

But Batman had many issues and Phantom had very little care for them.

"At this time? Move on. The situation is handled, and those who have not screwed up diplomatic matters are informed and may keep contact. We want no further ties to the Justice League or it's members at this time."

[moonxytcn]

Throat Training Day

— Natasha Romanoff x Reader

ೀ Warnings ┆18+, cis het men & minors dni, smut, fluffy (at the end), strap blowjob (R giving), throat fuck, eating pussy (R receiving), light breath control, Natasha calls herself daddy once (oops). Tell me if I missed something please

ೀ A/n ┆I was initially going to write this as just a normal smut on my nsft account, but I thought, why not turn this into a Nat drabble hm? so here it is, enjoy and say Amen to Natasha hehe <3 Just a reminder that writing isn't exactly my strong suit, but I like to write when ideas come to me.

〃- English is not my first language.

ೀ┆Masterlist

I was on my knees, wearing only the lingerie I knew was Tasha's favorite, looking between her face and the strap she was wearing that was close to my face.

Feeling those butterflies in my stomach and the anticipation of what I knew was coming, I can't lie and say that I hadn't been thinking about this moment since I opened my eyes this morning, because I was. And I was thinking a lot. Every second, every moment I had the opportunity, my brain reminded me of what was going to happen at this exact moment, today was the day to train my throat, which honestly could just be a silly excuse for Natasha to fuck my throat. If there's one thing she loves to fuck the most, my pussy being the first, of course, it's my mouth, she says she loves seeing me on my knees for her, with little tears running down my cheeks and my mouth full of her cock.

And I love pleasing her, I would do anything for this goddess of a woman. Standing in front of me wearing only the strap exposing her toned and slightly muscular body, her strong arms, her thighs, and oh god, her abs, the one I could spend hours staring at and tracing my fingers, the one I've ridden until I came, her hands and the prominent veins in one that holds the strap on and the other that gently strokes my hair, looking at me like she owns the whole world, and mine she does. Taking me out of my thoughts I soon hear her sensual voice.

"Open your mouth, princess," she says, as she lightly threads her hands through my hair, pulling my head back slightly.

Doing as she says, she moves her hips forward, slowly inserting the strap into the warmth of my mouth, letting out a low moan as if she could feel it, which sometimes I wonder if she really does.

"God, you look so precious right now, with your mouth getting filled with my cock," see? She loves it. "Remember our rules hm? Light taps on my leg if it gets too much." She starts moving more, her hips moving back and forth, each time taking the strap deeper. She stops when she reaches the back of my throat, making me gag a little.

"Hm fuck... Just like that honey. Breathe through your nose, remember, relax and breathe," pulling the strap back she gives me a moment to breathe, a small line of drool connecting my mouth to the strap.

Rubbing the tip on my lips, she quickly thrusts it in again, this time going harder, in and out, letting us hear only the wet sound of me gagging whenever she hits the back of my throat, and her soft moan. Wrapping her left hand around the back of my neck and her right hand going to the front of my throat, feeling the movement there, she thrusts the strap all the way in this time and stops when my nose touches her belly. Leaning slightly so that she prevents me from breathing through my nose, my hands immediately go to her thighs, grabbing them.

"Shh shh come on you can handle it," Nat says as she tightens her grip on my hair, gagging and lightly slapping her thigh to let her know it's too much, she pulls away immediately letting me take a deep breath. "Good girl, fuck, so so good," she says as she caresses my face and hair.

Still breathing heavily and smiling sweetly at her, I lean forward giving kisses and light licks along the length of the strap, looking into her eyes I see them turn a darker shade of that beautiful green, taking me by surprise she grabs me making me let out a little scream, turning me onto my stomach and making me get on all fours at the end of the bed that was behind me she soon kneels behind me making me moan when I immediately feel her tongue against my dripping hole and moving down towards my clit.

"Uhh Nat- Oh fuck!" I moan feeling her rub her tongue on my clit, quickly bringing me close to my orgasm. "Fuck fuck fuck, ugh baby please-" feeling a strong slap on my ass I moan louder.

"Come on sweet girl, cum for me hm? cum for your daddy," She murmurs against my pussy, licking me even faster, feeling my thighs tremble she soon grabs them as my orgasm rips through me with a scream of her name. Now slowing down, letting me enjoy the afterglow of my orgasm, she caresses my ass and back, leaving light cougar kisses on the back of my thighs. "My good little girl."

Laying down on the bed, I quickly roll over onto my back to look at her, stretching my hands towards her, inviting her to lie on top of me, to feel her weight on top of me like a blanket, her arms around me, she quickly unties the strap with a soft smile and comes to lie down with her head on top of my chest, she knows how much I appreciate skin-to-skin contact after moments like this, feeling her on top of me gives me a feeling of security and comfort.

"You were amazing as always, Y/n. I love you sweetheart, so much," she says trailing her hands gently over my arms and shoulders in a tender caress.

"And I love you more, my Natty," I tell her, tightening my arms around her, letting us relax and enjoy each other's arms in a peaceful, soft moment filled with love from both of us.

[keikikait]

Hi!

I loved Home Movies so I was wondering if you could do another Steve smut. Something where he gets jealous and gets really rough with the reader?

Thanks!

ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴍɪɴᴇ (ꜱᴛᴇᴠᴇ ʜᴀʀʀɪɴɢᴛᴏɴ x ꜰ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

if you want to read my other steve smut, click here!

pairing: steve harrington x f!reader (au (but still the 80's), but both are early to mid 20's)

word count: 3.3k

summary: you wouldn't actually go out with jason...would you?

warnings: SMUT WARNING 18+!, friends/coworkers to lovers, jason is a shithead, VERY SLIGHT reader x jason, dom!steve, sub!reader, p in v, birth control is not mentioned but is implied (wrap it b4 u tap it gang), use of the word 'slut' once, cunnilingus for a second, nipple play, steve can get kinda rough, SLIGHT orgasm denial, creampie, cum eating mention (?), not proofread

a note: i don't think i slayed with this...

please reblog and like, it means a lot! let me know what you think!

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It was an abnormally quiet Friday night.

You sit at the counter of Family Video, making paper stars out of a McDonald's straw wrapper, waiting for either a customer or for the clock to strike 10pm so you could finally close. Whichever came first.

Steve walks around the store, sweeping up quite literally nothing, just trying to find a way to kill the last 15 minutes before close. He had already faced the VHS tapes, restocked the candy, and put away the returns. Part of him wishes he just didn’t do it all so quickly.

“Where is everyone?” Steve finally breaks the silence, leaning against the counter, setting the broom against it. “I thought it was Friday night.”

You shrug. “Maybe at the game.”

Steve scoffs, propping himself up on his hands. “Who would pick spending their Friday night watching a basketball game over watching a movie? I mean, A Nightmare on Elm Street 2: Freddy’s Revenge just came out last month!”

You sigh, folding over the strip of paper, continuing to craft your star. “Maybe they don’t want to watch a horror movie in December.”

Steve groans, dramatically leaning against the counter again. “Save me from this boredom, please, pretty girl. I just want to go home.”

The door opens and the bell dings.

“Hi, welcome to Family Video.” You both say simultaneously. 

You look over the counter, pushing on your elbows to see around the shelf. Jason Carver lazily walks in, hands shoved in his letterman’s jacket pockets as he glances around. You immediately lose interest, sitting back down on the stool. You start to work on your paper star again.

“Hey man, what's up?” Steve greets Jason casually, leaning back against the counter. All things considered, they were friendly with each other. They were old teammates in high school, after all. He glances at the clock - still ten minutes left until closing time. “What happened to the game?”

Jason shrugs nonchalantly as he approaches the counter. “The game ended early and now everyone's heading to the after party.” He pauses, glancing between you and Steve. “You guys coming?”

Steve frowns slightly, looking over at you, still engrossed in your origami project. “Uh, I'm not sure yet. Might head home, actually.”

Jason raises an eyebrow. “Really? Passing up free beer and babes for a night alone? That's not like you, Steve.”

“Yeah well…” Steve trails off, shrugging. Jason’s gaze shifts to you. He leans on the counter, tapping his hands on it. 

You sigh, sitting up straighter. You hated these stupid fucking barstools. “I’m not going either, Jason.”

Steve’s eyebrows raise as he leans closer. “Oh yeah? Got plans tonight, then?” His tone was curious, but there was something else there…jealousy perhaps?

No. Of course not.

You shake your head. “Nope, just not feeling up for it. I’m tired.” You look back down at the straw wrapper, continuing to fold it. You were almost done.

Jason scoffs, tapping the table. “Well, that’s shitty. The hottest girl in our entire college is sitting my party out. What’s the world coming to?” Your nose scrunches slightly. You already didn’t like Jason, but the way he was talking about you was leaving a sour, vinegary taste in your mouth.

You sigh, rolling your shoulders. “It’s not my scene, Jason. You know that.”

Jason stares at you for a moment, taking you in. He wasn’t admiring you, he was looking at you hungrily. “Come on, sweetheart. Not even for me?”

“Not even for you,” You say. “Parties just aren’t my thing.”

Steve frowns at Jason's comment, crossing his arms. "Dude, come on. Don't be a creep." He glanced over at you, trying to convey sympathy through his expression.

Jason laughs, waving a hand dismissively. “What? I'm just inviting her. No need to get all defensive.” He turns back to you, smirking. “You know, if you change your mind, you're always welcome at my place.”

“I appreciate the offer,” you reply dryly. “But I think I'm good.” You finish folding the straw wrapper into a tiny star and set it aside, trying to find something else to do. Anything to avoid looking at him.

Jason turns his attention back to Steve momentarily. “You know, Nancy’s gonna be there.”

That causes Steve to tense up slightly, his jaw clenching. “She is?”

“Yeah, man.” Jason says. “Heard she and Byers are taking a break. This is your shot, man.”

Steve clears his throat, trying to play it cool. “Yeah, I guess I might swing by for a bit then. Do you think I could convince her to get back with me?”

“Yeah, dude, totally.” Jason says, picking up the star you made. He rolls it between his fingers. “She’ll be all over you before midnight. You know, I heard she still wears underwear with the days of the week on them.”

Steve chuckles, standing up from the counter. “She wasn’t when she was dating me.”

Something in your stomach twists at the idea of Steve getting back with Nancy. It wasn’t that you didn’t like Nancy, you did, you just thought they were over. You thought that you and Steve were starting to feel something for each other, always sending each other flirty glances during your shifts. He even called you ‘pretty girl’. Apparently you were wrong.

You press your lips together. Might as well shoot your shot with Jason, right?

“You know what, Jason?” You suddenly interject, leaning across the counter. “Maybe I do wanna go.”

Steve looks surprised at your sudden change of heart, raising an eyebrow. “You do? I thought you weren't feeling it…”

Jason grins, tossing the star back onto the counter. “Told ya, Steve. My parties are where it's at.” He leans closer to you, your faces almost touching. His breath smells of menthol cigarettes and Pabst Blue Ribbon beer, and you dig your fingernails into your palms to stop from gagging. “You wanna come with me, baby?”

Gross. “Yeah, I’d love to.” The lie flows off of your tongue quickly. 

Steve watches the exchange between you two, a mix of confusion and disappointment on his face. He places his hands on the counter. “You want to go with Jason? Of all people? You don’t even like Jason.”

“I’m right here, man—”

“Maybe I like him now.” You cut Jason off. “You don’t know me better than I do.”

Steve scowls, clearly unhappy with the situation unfolding before him. “Whatever, suit yourself.” He straightens up, crossing his arms over his chest. “Just don't say I didn't warn you.”

Jason reaches out, lightly slapping your cheek. “I’ll let you close up, sweet thing. I’ll be outside.”

He leaves as quickly as he arrived, the bell dinging as the door shuts.

You both close the store in silence. You count the register before putting the money in the safe as Steve shuts the door, puts up the barricade, and turns on the alarm. 

You can feel him staring at you as he approaches the counter. You look over at him. “What?”

Steve huffs, running a hand through his hair. “You're really going to go with him? After everything we've...talked about?” He steps closer, his brown eyes intense. “I thought maybe there was something between us. But I guess I was wrong.”

His gaze drops to your lips briefly before meeting yours again. There's a flicker of hurt and confusion in his expression. “Fine. Go have fun with Jason then. See if I care.” He turns away, dismissing you.

“I’m only going with him because you’re going to get back together with Nancy.” You admit, walking around the counter to stand in front of him. You had no reason to lie. “As if I would actually be caught dead with Jason out of my own volition.”

Steve stops in his tracks, turning around to face you fully. His eyes narrow, a hint of anger flashing in their depths. “Excuse me? You think I'd choose Nancy over you?” He takes a step closer, his voice lowering. “Is that what this is about? Jealousy?”

The air between you crackles with tension as Steve looms over you, his presence overwhelming. You can smell the lingering scent of aftershave, mixed with a faint hint of cologne. His jaw clenches, and for a moment, you worry he might lunge at you.

But instead, he reaches out, gripping your chin firmly. His thumb brushes against your lower lip, tilting your head up to meet his gaze. “Listen to me. If I wanted Nancy, I wouldn't be wasting my time with you.”

“You say that yet you never do anything, Stevie.” You say. “Jason is at least honest that he wants me.”

Steve's grip on your chin tightens slightly, his brow furrowing. “Honest? Is that what you call it?” He releases you abruptly, stepping back and raking a hand through his hair in frustration. “Jason doesn't give a damn about you beyond using you for his own entertainment.”

He sighs. “And as for me, maybe I am hesitant to make a move because I don't want to ruin what we have. We work well together, pretty girl. Let's not screw that up over some misplaced feelings.” Despite his words, you notice the way his gaze lingers on your lips, the slight flush creeping up his neck. Steve is struggling with his own desires, torn between caution and the undeniable attraction between you.

“My feelings aren’t misplaced.” You say. 

Steve's eyes search yours, a mix of longing and uncertainty in their depths. For a long moment, neither of you speaks, the silence heavy with unspoken emotions.

Finally, Steve exhales slowly, dropping his arms to his sides. “Okay, fine. Maybe they're not.” He takes another step closer, until he's mere inches from you. “But what happens after we admit these feelings? We both know our lives are complicated enough without adding romance to the mix.”

He reaches out, gently brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. His touch sends shivers down your spine. “Tell me, pretty girl, what do you want from me?”

“All I want is you.” You say softly.

Steve's breath catches at your confession, his hand stilling against your cheek. His eyes darken with desire, a muscle ticking in his jaw as he struggles to maintain control. “You don't know what you're asking for,” he warns, his voice low and rough. But despite his words, he leans in closer, his face mere inches from yours. You can feel the heat radiating off his skin, the intoxicating scent of his cologne enveloping you. Your heart races, anticipation building in the pit of your stomach.

“Last chance to back out,” Steve murmurs, his lips hovering dangerously close to yours. “Because once I kiss you, there's no going back.”

You lean up and kiss him. 

As soon as your lips meet, the world seems to fade away, leaving only the electric connection between you and Steve. He groans softly into the kiss, his hands coming up to cradle your face as he deepens the embrace.

Tongues dance, tasting and exploring, the passion between you explosive. Steve pulls you flush against his body, his hardness pressing insistently against your belly. You can feel the heat of his arousal, stoking the flames of your own desire.

Breaking the kiss, Steve rests his forehead against yours, panting heavily. “Fuck,” he whispers hoarsely. “I want you so bad it hurts.” His hands slide down to your hips, squeezing possessively. “But we need to talk about boundaries and expectations. This isn't just a one-night thing for me.”

“Fine by me.” You say breathlessly. 

A slow, wicked grin spreads across Steve's face at your agreement. He captures your mouth in another searing kiss, his tongue delving deeper as he pushes you against the counter. 

“You’re so cute, you know that?” Steve whispers against your lips, nipping at them playfully. “I've wanted you since the moment I laid eyes on you.” 

With that, he claims your mouth again, kissing you with a fierce intensity that leaves you breathless and aching for more. His hands slip under your shirt, palming your breasts as he teases your nipples into hard peaks through the fabric of your bra. You moan softly, pressing against him as your thighs clench. You reach out to grab his biceps.

Steve grinds his hips against yours, letting you feel how hard he is. “Feel what you do to me, baby?” he purrs, nibbling on your earlobe. “I'm gonna make you feel so good, you won't ever want anyone else.”

His hands slide down to your ass, giving it a firm squeeze as he lifts you effortlessly. Your legs wrap around his waist instinctively, the heat of his erection pressing against your core. He carries you into the manager’s office, shutting the door behind him. He clears a space with one hand before setting you on the edge.

"I want to taste every inch of you," Steve murmurs huskily, trailing kisses along your jawline and down your neck. He tugs at the hem of your shirt impatiently. "Can I take this off? Please?"

You nod eagerly, lifting your arms to allow him to remove your shirt. Your chest heaves with each ragged breath as his hungry gaze roams over you. You bite your lip, watching him with wide, eager eyes.

The sight of your perfect tits encased in lacy lingerie makes Steve's mouth water. “Goddamn, baby,” he breathes reverently, reaching out to trace the swell of your cleavage with a fingertip. “You're fucking gorgeous.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Prettiest girl I’ve ever seen.”

Unable to resist, he dips his head, placing hot, open-mouthed kisses along the tops of your breasts. His tongue darts out, teasing the sensitive skin above the cups of your bra. “Let me see all of you,” he pleads, looking up at you with smoldering eyes.

His hands find the clasp of your bra behind your back, deftly unfastening it. The garment falls away, revealing your hardened nipples to his appreciative gaze. “Beautiful,” Steve whispers, cupping the weight of your breasts in his palms.

“All yours.” You say breathlessly. 

A low groan rumbles in Steve's chest at your words. Leaning in, he draws one taut nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud. His other hand kneads your neglected breast, rolling the nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

He lavishes attention on first one breast, then the other, sucking and licking until you're writhing beneath him. Your fingers thread through his hair, holding him to your chest as jolts of pleasure shoot straight to your pussy.

“Stevie…” you whimper, arching into his touch. “Please…”

Releasing your nipple with a wet pop, Steve looks up at you with a devilish smirk. “What do you need, baby? Tell me what you want.” His hand drifts lower, teasing along the waistband of your jeans.

You lift your hips, biting your lip.

Steve chuckles lowly, the sound sending vibrations through your heated skin. He pinches your nipple roughly. “Words, pretty girl.”

“Please eat me out!” You blurt out.

“Mmm, someone's eager,” he purrs, popping the button of your jeans and slowly dragging down the zipper. He hooks his fingers in the waistband of both your jeans and panties, tugging them down your legs in one smooth motion. Tossing them aside, he settles between your parted thighs, his breath ghosting over your slick folds.

“You're so wet already,” Steve marvels, running a finger through your slit. He brings it to his lips, sucking your essence clean with a groan. “Fuck.”

Spreading your thighs wider, he lowers his head, flicking his tongue out to taste you directly from the source. “Oh fuck, yes,” he moans against your pussy.

You let out a sharp gasp, your back arching as his tongue delves into your pussy. Your hands fly to his hair, gripping tightly as you grind against his face.

Steve laps at your dripping pussy like a man starved, his tongue plunging deep to claim every inch of you. He suckles on your throbbing clit, the suction making your vision blur with pleasure.

Your desperate grinding against his face only spurs him on, his hands gripping your hips to hold you in place as he devours you. Moans vibrate against your sensitive flesh, adding to the intense sensations overwhelming your senses.

Suddenly, Steve withdraws, leaving you panting and bereft. He rises to his feet, his eyes blazing with lust as he quickly sheds his clothes. His thick cock springs free, already leaking precum. “Hold onto the desk,” he commands gruffly, positioning himself between your thighs. “I'm gonna fill you up so good, baby.”

He spits on his cock and grips your hips, lining up with your entrance.

You grasp the edge of the desk, bracing yourself as he pushes forward, sheathing himself inside you with a single, powerful thrust. A loud cry tears from your throat at the sudden fullness, your inner walls clenching around his cock.

“Fuck, you're tight!” Steve grits out, his hips jerking as he buries himself to the hilt within your slick heat. He pauses for a moment, savoring the exquisite sensation of being fully enclosed by your soft pussy. “I know, I know. You’re being so good, letting me stretch you out.”

After a few seconds, he begins to move. He starts out slow, nearly pulling out completely before pushing in all the way, but the feeling of your cunt is too addicting, and he picks up speed. "Take it, pretty girl," he gasps. "This is what you needed, isn't it? To be stretched wide open on my cock?"

As if in response, your pussy clenches even tighter around him, milking him. Your voice is breathless when you speak, “Yes, yes, fuck, I need it!” 

Steve's fingers dig into the soft flesh of your hips as he pounds into you mercilessly, the force of his thrusts pushing you further up the desk. 

Leaning over you, he changes the angle of penetration slightly, allowing him to drive even deeper. One hand snakes up to pinch your nipples while the other dips between your legs, finding your swollen clit.

“You like that, don't you slut?” he pants harshly in your ear. “Having your little cunt stuffed full of my cock while I play with these perfect tits?” He rolls your nipple between his fingers roughly as they continue their punishing rhythm.

“Oh god, oh fuck, yes!” You moan loudly, your body trembling. Your pussy clenches harder around his cock, your mind going blank except for the urgent need to cum.

Steve's thrusts become erratic as he chases his own release, his balls drawing up tight against his body. "Gonna fill this greedy cunt up," he rasps, his voice strained with impending climax.

With a final, brutal slam of his hips, Steve buries himself to the root inside you. His cock pulses violently as he unleashes a torrent of hot cum deep within your tight cunt. “Fuuck, baby!”

The intensity of his orgasm triggers your own, your pussy rippling around his cock as waves of ecstasy crash over you. You scream his name like a prayer, arching your back and pressing against him. 

As the afterglow sets in, Steve collapses against you, his softening cock still nestled inside you. He nuzzles into your neck, panting heavily. "That was... fucking amazing, baby." You wrap your arms around his neck and hug him, going nonverbal for a second. He rubs your back gently, pushing your hair out of your eyes before kissing your forehead. “You okay?”

You nod. “Just need a second.”

He holds you closer, his cock now completely soft inside of you. He kisses your forehead again. “I was serious, you know. When I said I didn’t want this to be a one time thing.”

“So was I.”

Steve hums, cupping the back of your head. “Good.”

You sigh, nuzzling him. “Are we still going to Jason’s party?”

“Oh, fuck no.” Steve says, chuckling. “Come over to mine instead.”

You nod. “Okay.” He pulls out of you and your pussy clenches as his cum starts to dribble out. “Ah, shit.”

“Don’t worry,” Steve says, kneeling again. “I’ll clean you up, baby.”

You throw your head back as you feel his tongue on your clit again.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ*:･ﾟ✧

let me know what you think! <3

[igbts]

Infineon TT162N16KOF Thyristor (SCR) – High-Voltage Power Module for Motor Control and Power Electronics

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The Infineon TT162N16KOF is a silicon controlled rectifier (SCR), also known as a thyristor, specifically designed for high-voltage and high-current applications. It is a key component in power electronics, motor control systems, and other high-power applications where reliable performance and efficiency are essential.

Key Features and Specifications:

Maximum Voltage Rating: 1600V

Maximum Current Rating: 160A

Package Type: KOF (indicates pin configuration and package style)

Type: Normal Thyristor (not designed for fast switching)

Applications: Ideal for systems requiring surge current protection, voltage control, and high transient tolerance

The TT162N16KOF part number provides valuable insight into its design. "TT" identifies it as a thyristor, while "162" signifies the voltage rating of 1600V, making it suitable for high-voltage applications. The "N" indicates that it is a normal thyristor, optimized for standard switching operations rather than fast switching. The "16" refers to its current rating of 160 amps, which allows it to handle high-current circuits. The KOF suffix indicates the package type and pin configuration, ensuring it meets industrial requirements for optimal heat dissipation and mounting.

Thyristors, such as the TT162N16KOF, are semiconductor devices used to regulate the flow of current in a circuit, acting as a high-power switch. These devices consist of four alternating layers of P-type and N-type semiconductor material, with a gate electrode connected to the P-type material. They are designed to handle high voltage and high current loads, making them ideal for use in demanding power electronics and motor control systems.

Applications:

Power electronics

Motor control systems

Industrial power modules

High-voltage power switching

Surge current and transient protection in electrical circuits

The Infineon TT162N16KOF SCR is engineered to provide reliable performance in high-voltage and high-current environments. Its impressive voltage and current ratings make it perfect for applications requiring voltage control and current handling capabilities. This thyristor also offers superior surge protection, making it ideal for transient protection in industrial automation and power electronics systems.

[mysticinsightstarot]

♧PAC : 🔞 NSFW THOUGHTS OF YOUR FS♧

🔥 Welcome to Our Spicy Pick-A-Card NSFW Reading! 🔥

Hello, beautiful souls! 🌟 Today, we’re diving deep into the steamy and sensual thoughts your future spouse has about you. This pick-a-card reading is designed to give you a glimpse into their most intimate fantasies and desires—so, get ready to feel the heat 🔥💋.

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Pile 1

Pile 2 > Pile 3

💋 Pile 1: NSFW Thoughts of Your Future Spouse 💋

Card 1 – Initial Attraction (6 of Swords): When they first saw you, babe, it wasn’t just your looks—it was your aura. You’re like this mysterious, calming presence that they can’t get out of their head 🌊🖤. They love that you seem chill on the surface, but they know there's something darker and deeper underneath. They fantasize about those private, sensual moments where they get to break through that calm exterior and find out exactly what gets you wild. They want to take you from that peaceful state to one where you’re both completely consumed by each other 💫. It’s that vibe of “I’ll take you away from your everyday life and into a world where it’s just us, and nothing else matters.”

Card 2 – Secret Desires (3 of Pentacles + The Tower): 👀 Listen, their secret desires? Let’s just say they need to shake things up with you. The 3 of Pentacles? Oh, honey, they’ve been thinking about putting in some serious work with you, but it’s not your usual "teamwork" stuff 🛠️🔥. It’s more like, they want to take control of every move, every touch, guiding you and collaborating with you in the most intense ways. And The Tower? Whew! 😈 Their ultimate fantasy is a sudden, explosive moment—where neither of you holds back. They want it to be rough, unexpected, and passionate, where things get a little chaotic in the best way possible. They crave that feeling of you both losing control, tearing down all boundaries (maybe even some clothes 😏), and just… going at it without thinking twice. They want you completely undone.

Card 3 – How They Want to Please You (Ace of Swords + 6 of Wands + The World): Let’s get one thing straight—your future spouse is OBSESSED with the idea of being the BEST you’ve ever had 💥🗡️. The Ace of Swords shows they fantasize about being the person who gets inside your head first. It’s not just physical—they want to turn you on with words, their voice, and their intelligence. They dream of whispering in your ear exactly what they’re about to do to you, watching as you react. And when the time comes? The 6 of Wands means they want to be your ultimate victory 🏆. They fantasize about you screaming their name, making them feel like they’re on top of the world as you reach your peak. With The World card, they’re thinking about completeness. They don’t just want to please you once—they dream about giving you everything: body, mind, and soul, over and over again until you both can’t take it anymore 🌍💦.

Card 4 – Emotional Connection (The Emperor): Don’t get it twisted—this is about more than just heat. The Emperor shows that in their fantasies, they’re not just thinking about passion, they’re thinking about control—but in a way that makes you feel safe and desired 👑🔥. They want to be the one you look up to, the one who takes charge and guides you, not just in the bedroom but in life. In their fantasies, they’re the one holding you together emotionally and physically. They want to take care of you, but they also want to dominate you 😏. That mixture of love and power? Yeah, they fantasize about owning every part of you, in the most seductive way possible.

Card 5 – Fantasy Scenario (7 of Cups + Ace of Cups): Your spouse has got quite the imagination, babe 😈🌈. They fantasize about all kinds of different settings with you—from classy, romantic dinners that end with heated kisses under the stars, to late-night rendezvous where they can’t keep their hands off you the moment the door closes. The 7 of Cups shows that their mind runs wild with options. Maybe it’s in the shower with water dripping down both of your bodies 💦, maybe it’s outside in a secluded spot where no one’s around 🌲🔥. And the Ace of Cups? Oh, baby, it’s not just about lust—they fantasize about filling you with love and pleasure at the same time. They dream of those slow, sensual moments where it’s just about the two of you and how deeply connected you feel when your bodies finally meet. They want that sweet mix of passion and overflowing emotion, where every touch means something 💖🥰.

Card 6 – After Intimacy (10 of Wands + 6 of Pentacles + Queen of Swords + 10 of Pentacles): After they’re done with you (if they’re ever really “done” 😏), they feel exhausted but in the best way possible. The 10 of Wands shows they fantasize about carrying the weight of your pleasure, leaving them spent but satisfied. It’s like they’ve given you EVERYTHING, every bit of energy, every ounce of passion 🔥💼. The 6 of Pentacles? They dream about giving and receiving in equal measure—they want you to feel as fulfilled as they do, so they imagine you both laying there, completely satisfied but still wanting more 🤲💋. And with the Queen of Swords? Oh, honey, they see you as this strong, powerful person who they’ve totally impressed. They fantasize about you giving them that look of approval, like, “Yeah, you handled that well.” Finally, the 10 of Pentacles means they want to build something lasting. Their fantasies aren’t just about one night—they dream of a future where you’re both still wrapped up in each other years from now, building a life together that’s just as passionate as day one 💍🏠.

Bottom of the Deck – The Hermit: Their spicy thoughts are locked away in their mind, babe 🔒🕯️. The Hermit shows that they keep these fantasies to themselves, dreaming of the day when they can make them come true. It’s like their little secret, only shared in the quiet moments when they’re alone… and thinking about you. They’re waiting for the right moment to turn all those fantasies into reality, and when they do? You better believe it’s gonna be explosive 🌙💥.

💌 So there you have it, hun! Your future spouse is dreaming of moments with you that are intense, passionate, and full of desire. They want to completely blow your mind, while also building something lasting and deeply emotional. It’s the perfect mix of heat and heart, and when they finally get you? Let’s just say… you’re both gonna be left breathless 🔥💖. Let me know if this got you all heated up 🔥💌!

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Here’s your Pile 2: NSFW "Thoughts of Your Future Spouse" reading, set in a dimly lit room, dripping with sensual energy and mystery. 🔥💫 The lighting is low, but their desires are burning bright—let's see what their deepest fantasies are about you.

💋 Pile 2: NSFW Thoughts of Your Future Spouse 💋

Card 1 – Initial Attraction (5 of Swords + Queen of Wands + King of Cups + 2 of Swords): Your future spouse is intoxicated by your bold, confident energy 🔥. The Queen of Wands tells me that they’re immediately drawn to how you command the room. You have this magnetic charm, and it drives them crazy. In their fantasies, they love the idea of trying to break through your strong, confident exterior. The 5 of Swords shows they want to dominate you in a way that leaves you speechless, like a battle of wills, but they want to be the one to come out on top 😏. Yet, with the King of Cups, they’re deeply emotional about you. It’s like they’re thinking about getting you to surrender—not just physically but emotionally, too. And the 2 of Swords? Oh, they imagine you teasing them, like you’re indecisive, playing hard to get… which only makes them want you more. It’s that push-pull dynamic that drives them wild 🌪️.

Card 2 – Secret Desires (The World + 6 of Wands + 7 of Swords): Oh, baby, their secret desires? They want to win you in every way possible 🌍🏆. With The World, they’re fantasizing about making you theirs completely, like they’re the only one who gets to experience all of you—mind, body, and soul. They’re picturing themselves undressing you slowly, savoring every moment of your submission to their touch, until they’ve got you exactly where they want you. The 6 of Wands says they fantasize about being your ultimate victory—they want you to feel like they’re the best you’ve ever had, like no one else even comes close. But the 7 of Swords? That’s where it gets spicy—they love the idea of a secret encounter, something forbidden, where you both can’t keep your hands off each other. They want you sneaking around, meeting in dimly lit places where the risk of getting caught adds to the thrill. They’re thinking about breaking all the rules with you 😈.

Card 3 – How They Want to Please You (6 of Cups + 10 of Cups): Your spouse is a romantic, babe, and in their fantasies, they’re all about pleasing you both physically and emotionally 🥰. The 6 of Cups shows they imagine you in sweet, intimate moments where they’re doing little things to make you feel special—soft kisses, touches, and making you feel like the most cherished person in the world. But the 10 of Cups? Oh honey, it’s all about the endgame. They dream of ultimate satisfaction—emotional fulfillment mixed with pleasure. They want to take you to that place where you’re both feeling everything—the intensity of the moment, but also the deep love and connection behind it. They want to make you feel like you’re living in a perfect world when you’re together, where every touch and every moan is part of something bigger—something that feels like home 💖🏠.

Card 4 – Emotional Connection (King of Pentacles + Page of Pentacles + Page of Cups): Let’s get one thing straight—this isn’t just about heat. The King of Pentacles shows they fantasize about being your provider and protector. They want to be that stable force in your life, someone you can rely on no matter what 🏆🌳. In their fantasies, it’s not just about lust—they imagine taking care of you, spoiling you, and making sure you feel safe. The Page of Pentacles adds that they’re eager to learn everything about what pleases you. They’re curious, excited, and more than willing to put in the work to keep you satisfied. And with the Page of Cups? They fantasize about sharing their softer side with you—those tender, quiet moments after the heat, when you’re both wrapped up in each other. They’re daydreaming about whispering sweet things in your ear, and watching you smile, knowing they’ve won your heart as much as your body 💞.

Card 5 – Fantasy Scenario (Knight of Cups + 8 of Pentacles + 3 of Wands + Judgment + 2 of Cups): Okay, so this fantasy is next-level 😍. The Knight of Cups is all about sweeping you off your feet in the most romantic way possible. They fantasize about taking you on an adventure—somewhere new and exciting, where the anticipation builds. The 8 of Pentacles shows that they’re ready to put in the work, literally—they imagine every touch, every kiss being just right, as if they’ve mastered the art of your pleasure. The 3 of Wands suggests they dream of taking you somewhere with a view, maybe overlooking the city at night or a place by the sea, where it’s just you two. And with Judgment, they imagine that moment of release, when everything comes together and you both experience something almost spiritual. It’s like they fantasize about you both reaching a place of pure bliss, where nothing else matters except the connection between you. And with the 2 of Cups? It’s not just about physical satisfaction—they’re dreaming of a love so deep it feels like destiny 💫.

Card 6 – How They See You (The Empress): Babe, in their fantasies, you are the ultimate goddess 🌸👑. The Empress means they see you as this stunning, nurturing, powerful person who is irresistible. You’re everything they’ve ever wanted, and in their daydreams, they can’t get enough of your beauty, your softness, and your strength. They imagine worshiping your body, making you feel like the most desired person on Earth. They want to indulge in every part of you—treating you like the queen you are, while also craving the way you make them feel alive. Their fantasies are all about giving you pleasure, watching you lose yourself in the moment as they take care of your every need 💋.

Bottom of the Deck – 6 of Pentacles: Your spouse is a giver and they fantasize about reciprocity in the bedroom 💞. The 6 of Pentacles shows that in their fantasies, it’s all about balance—they want to give you as much pleasure as they get. It’s a give-and-take situation where both of you are left completely satisfied. They imagine those moments where you both can’t get enough of each other, where the passion is mutual, and the connection feels perfectly balanced 💫. They want you to know that it’s not just about their satisfaction—they’re here to please you in every way imaginable 🔥.

💌 So there you have it, babe! Your future spouse is dreaming of moments with you that are filled with passion, romance, and deep emotional connection. They want to sweep you off your feet, leave you breathless, and make sure you know just how much they cherish every part of you. The dimly lit room? Oh, it’s just the setting for something dangerous and unforgettable to unfold 😈💖.

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💋 Pile 3: NSFW Thoughts of Your Future Spouse 💋

Card 1 – First Impressions & Their Deep Desires (The High Priestess + Death): Your future spouse is spellbound by your mystery 🖤✨. With The High Priestess, they see you as an enigma—a quiet power that turns them on beyond belief. They fantasize about peeling back your layers, finding out what lies beneath your cool exterior, and unlocking the hidden passions you keep buried. In their dreams, they imagine your quiet confidence giving way to something wild and uncontrollable. Death here? Oh, babe, that means they fantasize about a total transformation between you—crossing that line from casual attraction to something intense and all-consuming 🔥. They imagine you both evolving, crossing the point of no return, where everything changes. They want to ignite that spark in you and burn it down until there's nothing left but pure, raw desire.

Card 2 – The Heat of the Moment (Wheel of Fortune + 7 of Wands + 2 of Cups): Things take a spicy turn when they think of your chemistry—it’s explosive ⚡. The Wheel of Fortune tells me they fantasize about things happening unexpectedly, like fate brings you together in a sudden and intense encounter. They imagine it being like a game of chance, where neither of you can resist the pull anymore. And with the 7 of Wands, they dream of the tension—they love the idea of fighting it off, resisting the urge until it boils over. It’s the ultimate power struggle. They imagine you both pushing and pulling until the heat is unbearable 😏. But with the 2 of Cups? The fantasies end in sweet surrender, where you finally give in, and the connection between you is nothing short of magical. It’s more than just lust—they see it as an inevitable connection, like you two are meant to come together in this heated moment 💫.

Card 3 – What They Want to Do to You (8 of Wands + Queen of Wands): When it comes to what they want to do? It’s fast, passionate, and intense 😈. The 8 of Wands shows they imagine things happening at lightning speed—they want to sweep you off your feet and leave you breathless. Their fantasies involve sudden bursts of passion, where they can't keep their hands off you. They want to move fast, like once they get started, there’s no stopping them. The Queen of Wands shows how much they admire your fiery, confident energy—they fantasize about your assertiveness and love that you can match their intensity. You’re their equal, and they imagine you taking control, showing them what you want. In their mind, you're a queen who knows exactly how to please them, and that dominates their thoughts 🔥👑.

Card 4 – Emotional Depth (9 of Wands + King of Cups + Lovers): They fantasize not just about the passion, but about the emotional intensity of being with you 🌊💖. The 9 of Wands shows they’re imagining holding out for you, guarding their heart until the right moment. In their fantasies, there’s this buildup of emotional tension—they’ve been waiting for you, craving this connection. And with the King of Cups, their thoughts run deep. They dream of being the one to finally break through your emotional walls and claim your heart. It’s not just about the physical—they want to love you completely. The Lovers confirms it—they fantasize about you as their perfect match, their soulmate, both in and out of the bedroom. They crave the emotional highs, not just the physical ones, and imagine every moment with you being steeped in passion and love 🔥💏.

Card 5 – Their Fantasy Scenario (3 of Cups + 2 of Pentacles): In their fantasies, they dream of celebration and indulgence 🥂💃. The 3 of Cups shows they want to enjoy you in a relaxed, carefree setting—they imagine playful encounters, where you’re both laughing and teasing each other. Maybe it’s a party, or a night out, where things escalate quickly from innocent flirting to something more heated. The 2 of Pentacles suggests that in their fantasies, they love the back-and-forth between you two. They dream of balancing that playful energy with serious passion, taking you from light-hearted teasing to deep, intense moments in the blink of an eye. They want to keep things fun but electrifying, always keeping you on your toes.

Card 6 – How They See You (Temperance + The Star + Queen of Swords + Page of Wands): You, babe, are their dream come true 🌟. Temperance and The Star together show that they fantasize about you being the perfect balance in their life—you’re calm and collected but with a fire that ignites them from the inside out. They see you as their guiding star, someone who brings them peace and passion all at once. The Queen of Swords says they admire your sharp mind and independent nature, which makes you all the more irresistible to them. In their fantasies, they’re just as attracted to your intellect as they are to your body. And the Page of Wands? They dream of exploring new, exciting things with you. You make them feel alive, like they’re on an adventure. They fantasize about you two exploring each other’s desires with enthusiasm and curiosity, discovering every secret pleasure together 🔥.

Bottom of the Deck – The Hierophant: Your future spouse fantasizes about commitment—they want something deeper than just a physical connection 👰🤵. The Hierophant shows that, at their core, they dream of something sacred with you, a bond that goes beyond passion. They imagine being with you in a way that’s traditional yet intimate, where you both share not just your bodies, but your souls. They fantasize about making you theirs in every sense—body, heart, and spirit. It’s not just about the heat—it’s about the future they see with you, where you both belong to each other, forever 💍.

💌 So there you go, babe! Your future spouse has some deep, intense, and downright electrifying thoughts about you. They’re dreaming of the perfect balance—wild passion mixed with deep emotional connection, where you both challenge and complete each other in ways no one else could. From playful encounters to soul-shaking love, they’re ready to give it all to you, wrapped up in commitment and desire 💋🔥.

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[seneon]

I LOVE YOUR HEADCANNON OF DABI PUSHING YOU WITH HIM FROM A BRIDGE AAAA I NEED MORE STUFF LIKE THIS I’M BEGGINGGGG

COME AROUND ──── touya todoroki.

about. he gambles with life and death using you. gn! reader. apart of kiss me until my lips fall off. wc of 800+

notes. omg people wants my hcs to be written in full fics 😳 keep sending in requests guys. @bbluefllame type shi

the night is young, the city below shone a wonderful show of bright lights that seemed like fuzzy little balls to you.

gentle wind blew kisses onto the skins of both you and touya. your hair swayed along the flow of the wind, touya's own hair danced a little to his dislike.

above the two, the moon watched as it showered its silver and ethereal hues all around the city, giving it a magical feeling. or like a selenite blessing to the night from heaven.

stars accompanied the moon, millions and millions of them dancing around the moonlight and showering the black sky with twinkling diamonds.

it was truly a beautiful sight to behold on a night like this. it's also indecisive to you whether you want to fix your gaze onto the city, or the moon.

much to the villain's surprise, you were oddly silent when it came to staring into the night sky or gazing down the busy night city. just gazing at the stars alone made him wonder what connection could you possibly have with the night to hold you under so much control.

truth is, you were a selenophile, someone way too in love with the moon to have it ignored every night. stargazing and moon-gazing were one of your hobbies besides causing trouble for others. the night simply had so much influence on you.

touya is seated at the edge of a tall building which he somehow managed to sneak in with your help. turquoise eyes looked down at every little life below, his hair dancing in the wind. while you're beside him standing on your feet, arms propped onto the only thing that blocks you from kissing the start of your death.

you let out a sigh and he catches it, glancing to the side and looking down at your bored self.

“what? getting bored from staring at the moon now?”

“yeah. what exactly are we up here for again?” you asked him to recall anything that might've been mentioned but slipped through your mind because honestly, you have no idea why you even agreed to help him sneak up a building that's just a little taller than the rest.

at your question, touya shifted in his seat, now moving to stand at the edge in resemblance to a circus show as you watched him in complete silence.

“stand up here,” he tells you— well, demands you, while you simply raise a brow at his words. “are you crazy? do you want me to die?”

“crazy, yes. dying, no. get up and stand with me anyways.”

you could see him rolling his eyes and feel his coat flowing backwards and flaring right beside your ear as seconds passed by. you hesitated, for a long while, before you let out a defeated sigh and joined touya in his life or death game.

it brought a victorious smirk on his face, a smirk so triumphant that it has you thinking more than twice about your life choices.

“you're not gonna die. i think,” his words echoed throughout your ears as it played through the image of you walking on a thin string just like the one circus performers will walk on without failing.

touya's hands slithered around your waist, pulling you close to his body as you stumbled a little in your foothold, the sudden fear of heights kicking in as shivers immediately made their debut to implant themselves onto your skin.

“oh. my. god, don't do this to me.”

only a chuckle elicited from his lips as your hands subconsciously moved to hold the man’s torso.

without a single warning, you felt him pushing the small of your back, bringing you down and over the edge as he pushed his feet off the ground. now, it is just you, touya, and your screams that echoed through the night. and of course, the physics of falling right into the surface of your death.

in those few seconds of you screaming, your screams twisted into a cheerful cry.

touya held you close, glancing to the side as he watched your fears slowly disintegrating along the wind that ran past the two of you upon falling. he too, felt the need to let out a few laughs here and there to relish in the thrill of gambling with life and death.

in about twenty seconds or so, once the surface nears the two of you, the villain used a fair amount of his blue flames to shoot it on the ground, pushing him backwards so he can have a safe and perfect landing with you in his arms.

now seated on the ground, dumbfounded and dazed from the near-death experience, you let out a stifled laugh before your faded fears returned.

“never do that again!”

“you looked like you had fun,” touya simply said, swinging his hands around to put out any remaining flames.

“you're trying to kill me!”

“we'll die together then.”

“yeah, that's sooooo romantic.”

you rolled your eyes and stood up, brushing your clothes before shivering once again at the replay of the experience in your mind. “at least warn me next time.”

touya let out a scoff then a tiny smile. “i knew you'd come around to the idea.”

© SENEON 2024 ♱ do not repost, alter, or translate.

[baby-tini]

"Hands up for abusive! Kanto Mikey part 2"

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everyone wants mikey ong

ong I've never agreed more.

TW- Physical abuse disguised as discipline, verbal abuse, Mikey is insane, possessive behaviour, controlling behaviour, stockholm syndrome, victim blaming

You did it again, once again you were fucking talking to other men. Smiling and laughing in their face as Mikey watched, his pupils narrowed and slit, almost cat-like as he felt his jaw tense and hands form into fists. How many times has he told you now, too stay away from other men, what did he need too do too really make it stick in that tiny little brain of yours? Did he need too beat you harder? Keep you locked away like a caged bird? Keep you in a kennel like a disobedient dog? Because that's how you were acting, like a disobedient little mutt, if he needed too keep you chained at his feet, he would've already done it. If that's what it takes for you too behave, he truly doesn't mind.

So, he really doesn't understand why you're surprised when he rips you out of your seat by your hair, and then proceeds too drag you towards an empty conference room. Pushing your body over the circular table, while pressing down on the upper part of your back, causing your chest too squish against the hard wood. The feeling is uncomfortable and painful as the table digs into your stomach, the rough action of him pushing you on to it has you the wind knocking from your lungs as you groan in pain, unable too take a mouthful of air as he shoves your face into the hard table, his chest pressed into your back. Leaning down he growls in your ear, his words harsh as he fists at you hair. Your breaths shallow as you attempt too, again, take in at least a little bit of air.

"What the fuck have I told you about talking to other men, huh? You don't fucking listen, is there only air in that empty little head of yours? There must fuckin' be 'cause you don't listen, you don't fuckin' listen, stupid fucking bitch." He angry- no, pissed at you. His chest is rising and falling with heavy breaths as he smacks the back of your hand, his hand heavy as you feel tears already starting too cling to your lashes, biting at your lip too keep in the pitiful sobs that try their best too claw at your throat, like bile rising from your stomach that you desperately try too hold back. As soon as his ears catch onto your little sniffles, he yaks your head back, almost giving you whiplash. The hand still fisted in your hair starts too shake your head like a rag-doll.

"I know you're not fucking crying, I know that's what I'm not fucking hearing, isn't that right? You're not fucking crying right, right?" He's in your face, his breath ticking your baby hairs as his face sits so close, you feel his teeth on your cheek. You vigorously shake your head 'no', the little 'no sir's' freeing themselves from your throat as you hiccup, biting the inside of your cheek as you swallow, finally able too suck in a couple breaths, albeit shaky, you could breathe much better now, your face no longer buried in the hard-wood of the table. You make the mistake of looking into his eyes, the representation of midnight onyx, so empty, soulless even. He hums out a 'thought so' as he backs away from your face, his hand still tightly tangled in your hair.

It's quick, the way he yanked down your pants and panties was so quick you didn't even notice at first, not until you felt the cool air brush against your folds. It was a quiet gasp that made it's appearance on your lips that grabbed at his attention. The hand in your hair moved towards your lower back, too hold you down against the solid table. Then a heavy slap cracking against your ass followed very shortly after that. Already leaving an unpleasant stinging sensation followed by a quickly appearing nasty red hand print- his hand print. A scream tore itself from your vocal cords as you as your body jerked itself to the side, putting all the pressure and weight on your right leg, attempting too ease the sting on your left ass cheek. He didn't let you stay that way for long though, as he used the hand that wasn't holding you down, too adjust you too stand on both of your legs, pressing your bare ass back against him, the hard cock in his pants very noticeable from your position. Proceeding too lay a couple more heavy slaps on each of your ass cheeks, your back and ass arching downwards as you cry out.

"You're really pissing me off, do you like pushing my buttons, huh? 'Cause with the way you've consistently been acting? I think you do. Now, keep still and take it before I really give you something too cry about, yeah?" You nod your in multitudes as you sniffle and let out a stuttered exhale. He huffs before moving back laying another heavy slap, this time on the back of your left thigh, the skin jiggling as he pulls his hand back. You keep your lips tightly sealed as you let out a muffled whine, your tongue digging into your cheek as you try too take a deep breath, but before you can even think about it, there's already another slap landing on your other thigh. The harsh sound of skin cracking against skin as your stomach sucks in on itself and your body is thrown forward by the force.

"Don't fuckin' move. How. Many times, do I have too fucking tell you, too. Keep. Fucking. Still. I hate repeating myself, I really really do, but you just.. keep moving, it's only gonna get worse for you, you know that right?... answer me!!!" You stutter out broken apologies, pleading with him, trying too tell him, just how sorry you are, but he doesn't listen, he never was. The session of... discipline goes on for awhile, as he continues too harshly swat at your ass. The pain has your knees buckling as you try and stay still for him, not wanting too piss him off even more then he already is. The hits, thankfully don't get too much harder and you're able too bite your lip through the pain. The swatting does fortunately come to an end soon after that, not soon enough but thankfully a lot quicker then you first thought it would. By the end of it, your eyes are leaking tears and your lip is bleeding with how hard you were biting down on it. He pulls your panties back up, admiring the bruises on your ass, the ones he left before he pulls your pants back up before pulling your head back so he can stare you down.

"Maybe I should make a habit out of spanking your ass, huh baby? Pull you into this room and bend you over this table as I bruise your pretty little ass again and again... maybe then you'll listen." He mockingly tilts his head in question with a nod of understanding and repeated, 'yes sir's', because you know Manjiro Sano doesn't make empty threats or promises, never has, never will. With a hum of, 'good girl,' he leads you out of the conference room. Burying your face into his chest, he runs his hands through your hair as he kisses the top of your head. Opening the door to your shared bedroom, he lays you down in the bed, on your stomach. The soft satin feeling refreshing against your skin as you nuzzle into the fresh-smelling sheets. He hums as he squats down, his hand running through your hair before wiping at your sticky cheeks. Humming softly before standing up, he places a soft kiss against your lips.

"Please listen to me baby, I hate seeing you cry... it hurts me more then it hurts you angel. I love when you're a good girl for me, you're so sweet and affectionate like that... and I miss my sweet girl, you know I'd never do anything like this if I didn't love you, right?" You nod, your eyes slowly closing as your cheek rubs against the soft pillow, he smiles, nodding at you. With the whisper of a, "Goodnight princess," he's out the door before your eyes close, allowing you too slip away into a peaceful dreamworld, one with Mikey, always with Mikey, he always treats you so well, always takes the best care of you. You know he only does what he knows is best for you, don't you?

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[nichelink]

Puppet+Puppeteer: a 16+ nichelink relationship/relationship dynamic where one person is the "puppet" and the other is the "puppeteer."

"puppeteer" can be changed to "puppetmaster" "handler" or any fitting term, and so can "puppet" to "whumpee" or any term that fits the people in the relationship.

this may include, but is not limited to:

the puppet being an introject/kin/alterhuman of a character who was puppet-ed by another/had their autonomy taken away

the puppeteer being an introject/kin/alterhuman of a character who can take control of others somehow, or being dissoimmoral/dissogreymoral, etc

the puppet being desirharmed, desirprogrammed, desirmanipulated, desirvictim, desirindoctrinated, dissobject, dissomicontrolled, puppet whumpee archetrope, etc etc

the puppet being a recovering r*dqueer/f*lt member and the puppeteer helping them express their desire to be "an object" and "unable to think on their own" in a risk-aware and safer way, and/or helping push them towards healing

roleplaying that the puppeteer is controlling the puppet, or playing this out in video games

non-rose/tertiary attraction like horror, andlppet, egocidal, virtudinal, etc

these flags somewhat inspired mine: puppet's show, animarionique

see also: Creator+Monster, Shaper+Molded

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listen to Puppet Boy by Devo now, please. /nf

[honey-minded-hivemind]

I have two questions/requests!

1) Who do you think the worst (X-Men) would be? Who has the worst yandere tendencies and hovers?

2) Thinking about the Batfamily and how they’re one of the few families in DC who can fight really REALLY well without the use of a power. How would X-Men react to a daughter who was raised in the Batfamily and somehow got tossed into their universe? She can fight REALLY well (like Cassandra Cain level) but has NO mutations whatsoever. I feel like Magneto might be a little iffy around her because of her lack of mutation. They would all worry so much lol. Fighting well without a mutation is the equivalent of bringing a knife to a gunfight in their world

I can answer the first one, just not the second, because i don't do DC!

The worst platonic yandere X-Men is hard to pick, but in terms of overprotectiveness, harsh methods, deranged vibes, ability to keep and hunt Reader, and how far they'd go... I can narrow it down to a top five, I think-

Number 5: Jean and Scott. They go together, hand in hand, and both are leaders of the teen X-Men, Jean has the Phoenix Force, telekinetic abilities, mind reading and manipulation, is popular and friendly, and one wouldn't suspect her until it really is too late to go back. Scott can shoot lasers from his eyes, he's a good leader, he's welcoming and a little stern, but can be persuaded to have fun, and is like an older, protective brother, one you can't escape from and who you feel guilty leaving. They have the X-Men to back them up, they have Xavier as a father figure, they have Logan who is like their second proud dad, amd Storm and Hank as well who adore them, not to mention the other X-Teens who back them up and will help them as friends and as teammates. So, yeah, you migh be able to escape, but just barely, and probably have to turn to the dark side to do so...

Number Four: Professor Xavier. He can read minds, control them, use Cerebro to track you whenever you use your powers, and has an entire team and family of mutants who are good fighters, tacticians, and aren't afraid to back down and won't quit until they've got you with them. If he's platonic yandere, well, good luck, so are all of the X-Men, and possibly even Magneto (because if Charles likes someone, Erik will want to as well)! He's inviting, he's soothing, he calming, and he can help you; but he will also keep secrets from you, manipulate you if he thinks you aren't going to stay, and push you to rely on him and the others and see them as family. You will grow emotionally attached, amd it will hurt if you figure out what's happening and what they've tried to hide. But if you run, your only bet is either Magneto and his group, or going where no one can reach you...

Number Three: Wolverine. This guy is nigh unkillable, he has long, metal-coated claws, has heightened hearing, smell, amd sight, can withstand extreme cold, and is super protective, obsessive, and willing to die for you and kill for you. He will make you join his team, he will not let you around people he deems bad influences or dangerous, and he will not stand for you acting or being insubordanate. He won't hurt you, and if he does, it is the last, last resort. He prefers having Xavier and the teens help him, and pushes you and his other wards to be friends, to he family. And if he's interested, well, so is Sabretooth. So if you ran, you won't get far, with either Logan or the teens catching you, or Sabretooth finding you instead. You're very, very scr*wed unless you have a power that helps you in this situation...

Number Two: Sabretooth. He's like Wolverine, but worse. Doubly protective, doubly obsessive, has sharp claws, has fangs, can withstand what Wolverine can, is also near unkillable, and has a temper, too. Don't p*ss him off. There are rules, you better follow them, and you won't be drugged or possibly wounded so you remember why you're still there, and who is the one in charge. If you're hurt or almost killed, he becomes so much gentler, and is treating you almost like glass. If he likes you, Logan is definitely getting involved, and where Logan gets involved, so will Storm and the X-Teens. You will not escape unless it's with the X-Men, and if you go with them, good chance is Victor's watching you all...

Number One: Magneto. He's lost everything, multiple times. His family, his home, his friend, more than once. He's grown to be paranoid, obsessive, cunning, dangerous, and a powerful enemy of the X-Men... He can control metal and the magnetic field. Anything can be a weapon for him. He has a loyal son, a team of Acolytes, Mystique, and the Brotherhood teens, all of whom won't fight back against him and who who what he says. The moment he says you're joining, you're not getting out of it unless by some miracle Xavier hides you with him. But if that isn't the case, you're now stuck where Magneto puts you. If he likes you, that means Pietro and Wanda are trying to see what he finds so fascinating, and that leads them to liking you, albeit begrudingly at first. Then Mystique wonders why he's adding you to their group, spies on you, and is now getting the rest of the Brotherhood to keep an eye on you as well. Someone is always watching you. You feel stressed, unable to sleep, unable to eat. But if you run, if you can't make it to the X-Men, you won't be seen again until you're deemed loyal or unable to leave them... Unless you have Xavier's help, you are not escaping...