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Siemens 611 Simodrive Infeed Module: Repair & Supply Tips

The Siemens 611 Simodrive Infeed Module plays a crucial role in CNC machines and automated systems. It ensures a smooth and stable power supply, making it an essential component for precision operations.

However, like any industrial part, it can experience wear, malfunctions, or breakdowns over time. When that happens, you need to decide whether to repair or replace it.

This guide will help you navigate Siemens 611 Simodrive Infeed Module repair & supply, ensuring that your CNC systems stay operational with minimal downtime.

Understanding the Siemens 611 Simodrive Infeed Module

The Siemens 611 Simodrive Infeed Module is a critical component in drive systems. It regulates power distribution, supports energy recovery, and maintains efficiency in CNC machines.

When this module fails, your entire system can experience power fluctuations or complete shutdowns. That’s why proper maintenance and quick Siemens 611 Simodrive Infeed Module repair & supply are essential.

Common issues include:

Overheating due to excessive load or poor ventilation.

Power failures caused by faulty capacitors or circuit board damage.

Communication errors disrupting CNC machine performance.

Component wear from prolonged usage.

Recognizing these problems early can prevent costly downtime and further damage.

When to Repair vs. Replace the Siemens 611 Simodrive Infeed Module

If your Siemens 611 Simodrive Infeed Module malfunctions, you have two options: repair or replacement.

When to Repair

If the damage is minor, like capacitor failure or a simple circuit board issue.

When the repair cost is significantly lower than a replacement.

If your machine relies on specific settings that would be difficult to replicate with a new module.

When to Replace

If the module has sustained severe damage, making repair impractical.

When spare parts are scarce or difficult to source.

If your system requires an upgrade for better efficiency and performance.

A professional Siemens 611 Simodrive Infeed Module repair & supply service can assess the condition of your module and recommend the best course of action.

Finding Reliable Siemens 611 Simodrive Infeed Module Supply

Sourcing a replacement module can be challenging, especially if you're dealing with an older system. When looking for a reliable Siemens 611 Simodrive Infeed Module repair & supply provider, consider these factors:

1. Supplier Reputation

Choose a trusted supplier with positive reviews and a track record of providing quality parts.

2. Warranty & Support

Ensure the supplier offers warranties or guarantees on the module and provides technical support.

3. Compatibility Assurance

Confirm that the module matches your CNC system’s specifications to avoid integration issues.

4. Refurbished vs. New Parts

Refurbished modules can be a cost-effective alternative to new ones. However, they should be tested and certified to function like new.

Why CNC Robot Parts Matter for Your System

Your CNC machines depend on more than just the Siemens 611 Simodrive Infeed Module. Various CNC robot parts work together to ensure smooth operations.

If your machine is down due to a faulty infeed module, it’s a good idea to inspect other CNC robot parts, such as:

Servo motors – Ensure they receive stable power from the infeed module.

Control boards – Check for communication errors or malfunctions.

Power supplies – Verify that voltage levels remain consistent.

By maintaining both the Siemens 611 Simodrive Infeed Module and other CNC robot parts, you can improve system longevity and performance.

Final Tips for Siemens 611 Simodrive Infeed Module Repair & Supply

To keep your CNC machines running smoothly, follow these key tips:

Perform regular maintenance – Prevent failures by checking for overheating, dust buildup, and worn components.

Work with professionals – Trust experienced technicians for accurate Siemens 611 Simodrive Infeed Module repair & supply services.

Keep spare parts available – Reduce downtime by having critical CNC robot parts on hand.

Test after repair or replacement – Always verify functionality before full integration.

By following these guidelines, you can ensure that your CNC systems remain reliable and efficient. Whether you choose repair or replacement, a proactive approach will save you time and costs in the long run.

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[dollfacefantasy]

Just Like the Movies

pairing: leon kennedy x fem!reader

summary: your boyfriend dons the ghostface mask to let you live out a fantasy

cw: nsfw (18+), smut, p in v, fingering, cnc, praise/degradation, knife play, predator/prey dynamic (he chases her idk what to call it), dacryphilia, voyeurism mentions

word count: 3.4k

a/n: i wanted to write at least one spooky thing for halloween and i love scream so here you go. i'm working on requests i promise, i just wanted to get this out before october ends. as always, thank you for the comments and reblogs <3

tags: @sleepyluxe @kaitkatme @tosuckmyweenis @pupthepokemonenthusiast @bizzarethirst @death-paint @petitecolibri @iron-toxinz ghostface photo used in the header is from @/oikizumi on pinterest!

An old scary movie plays on the television as you relax on the couch after a hard week. You had a soft blanket draped over you and a bowl of popcorn in your lap. The missing piece was your boyfriend. You were just waiting for him to come home and join you for your little makeshift marathon.

You casually watch the movie while lifting handfuls of popcorn to your mouth. You had seen this one before so it wasn’t scaring you, but it was entertaining enough to pass the time with until Leon returned to you.

It was getting to be that time of evening when he usually came marching through the door, tired from work but still with open arms for you to slide into. He hadn’t come home yet though. As you’re wondering where your lover could be, your phone begins to ring.

You sit up and grab it from the table in front of you.

No caller ID.

You raise your eyebrows at the strange nature of that. Assuming it’s a scam call though, you leave it be. However, the phone rings again. You actively decline the call this time. You place your phone down again, hoping that would be the end.

It wasn’t though because not even a minute later, your phone vibrates again.

You reach for the device and see a text message pop up on your lock screen.

‘Don’t ignore me, pretty girl.��

That piques your curiosity. When the phone rings again, you click the answer button and bring it to your ear.

“Hello?” you say.

“Finally, she answers the phone,” a smooth, predatory voice teases.

“Who is this?” you ask.

“Oh c’mon, you don’t wanna ruin the fun already, do you babydoll?” he purrs.

“Well, what do you want?” you ask. The cadence of the voice was familiar, but the actual sound of it, you couldn’t place. It didn’t sound like anyone you knew in real life.

“To talk to you. I guess you could say I’m kind of lonely,” he says with mock sadness.

“Aw, well I’m not, so bye,” you say and hang up the phone. As you begin to place that voice and the cadence behind it, Leon’s late arrival makes sense. You had disclosed this little fantasy to him recently. And it seemed like he had got the modulator to sound just like the movie for you.

Not even ten seconds go by before the phone rings again. An excited chill comes over you as you lift it and accept the call.

“Hello?”

“Why’d you hang up on me, angel? That’s not very nice of you,” he taunts, “You doing something better right now?”

“Mhm,” you hum.

“Yeah? What’s so important that you can’t spare a few moments of your precious time?”

“I’m about to watch some scary movies,” you say, a smile spreading on your face. You sit up on the couch more as you feel where this conversation is going.

“Scary movies? I like scary movies,” he says, “Tell me, do you have a favorite?”

“I like Scream. You ever seen that one?” you say teasingly.

“I’m familiar,” he says, “That one’s not really scary though. I bet I could give you more of a thrill.”

“Mm, maybe. But sadly for you, my boyfriend will be home soon.”

“Boyfriend? That’s a shame,” he says, his voice becoming a hint darker.

“I’m sure it is. Anyways, I should be going…” you trail off knowingly.

“C’mon, blondie can wait a few more minutes.”

“Blonde,” you repeat slowly, feigning fear, “How do you know he’s blonde?”

“I’ve been watching you for a while, baby. Had to make sure everything would be perfect tonight,” he says with a low laugh, “Let’s just say that we have plenty of time now.”

“Why are you doing this? Who are you?” you say, cranking up the fear in your voice. You stand up from the couch and walk to a window to see if you can spot him outside.

“That doesn’t matter, sweetheart. Plus, I thought girls liked the whole man of mystery thing,” he chuckles, “You’re honestly telling me this doesn’t turn you on?”

“It doesn’t!” you say defensively.

“Are you sure about that?” he breathes, “When I cut those slutty little shorts off you, I’m not gonna find a messy cunt crying for me to fill her?”

“No…” you say, your cheeks heating up while arousal pools in your belly.

“You don’t sound so sure,” he teases, “Y’know, I think I can see your nipples getting hard under that thin shirt all the way from here.”

You quickly step away from the window, a shiver shooting up your spine. You bite your lip. “Please don’t hurt me,” you whimper.

His cruel laugh crackles through the phone. “I wanna hear you cry like that when you’re cumming all over my cock.”

Every word tumbling from his lips stoked the flames of desire within you. Your veins were coursing with a primal need at this point.

“I’m gonna call the police,” you say. Your voice was breathy in what could be interpreted as terror, but in reality, it was pure lust.

“Do you think that would stop me?” he rasps into the phone, “Because, we both know I would get to you before the operator could even take your address. But let’s say you did get through. I can be quick, doll. Take what’s mine and have that tight pussy full of my cum with time to spare.”

You shift your thighs and look for the smallest semblance of friction as he lays this out to you.

“By the time any cop did get here, all they would find is a pathetic little mess, lying on the ground all fucked out and bred, a dumb smile on that pretty face.”

The tiniest whine escapes your throat from that mental image. You wonder if he heard it, but the throaty chuckle on the other end answers your question.

“You dirty fucking whore. You love this. You wanna be pinned down and used until your sweet mind is broken and completely cock drunk.”

“No, I don’t,” you say, trying to keep up the act of defiance even though your desire was palpable in your voice.

“Well, too bad. But I’ll be generous, little one. I’m telling you that I’m coming in now. A little head start if you’re smart,” he says, “You better not waste my fucking time. Give me a good chase, or I’m not gonna be nice when I catch you. Find out if your insides are as pretty as the outside.”

You hang up the phone. Your body was on fire with a mix of adrenaline and arousal. You scamper through the house into another room, wondering what to even start with. Your thoughts are cut off when you hear the back door slide open.

Your pulse thunders in your ears. You move quietly across the room you’re in, peering through the doorway back into the living room. You see him. That tall and fit body donned in a tight black t-shirt and pants. He wears black leather boots on his feet. A large hunting knife is strapped to his belt. His head is covered, and when he turns, your heart seizes at the sight of the ghostface mask.

He catches a glimpse of you through the cracked door and starts toward you. You zoom through the other door in the room, maneuvering quickly around furniture and stray clutter. Then, you loop back to the open back door. You can hear him clambering through the hall behind you. Primal fear courses through you, instinctually telling every cell in your body to run.

“Where do you think you’re going, sugar?” you hear the voice modulator crackle.

Moving through the sliding door, you dart across the backyard. The grass was wet against your feet since you didn’t have the time to grab a pair of shoes. You fumble with the gate, your hands shaking from the adrenaline coursing through you. You try to shut it behind you to delay him, but he’s already so close.

You continue sprinting into the woods behind your home. The area surrounding you was dark. It was cold out too. Your skin had broken out into goosebumps, your thin shirt and shorts not providing much warmth, and your bare feet only exacerbating the feeling.

There were trees everywhere, and it felt like there were things hiding within the dense woodland. The whole time you focused on not running into a tree, you could hear him behind you. His breathing was heavier, but it was clear he was exerting minimal effort.

You jump over overgrown roots and duck under stray branches. Despite running for a bit, you still weren’t too deep in the woods. You shoot a look behind you, trying to see if you were any closer to losing him than before. He’s just as close, and in the midst of your attempted glance, your foot catches on a rock. You cry out and tumble to the ground. Skin scrapes against the dirt and rocks beneath you.

He slows his pace to a simple walk, pulling the hunting knife from the sheath. The wide blade shimmers in the pale moonlight. He holds it up and drags a gloved fist over the silver, just like in the movies. Another, low laugh breaks through the speaker of the modulator.

“Too easy, princess,” he taunts, “Get up and keep running.”

Your eyes widen and blood rushes to the lower region of your body at the command. You stumble to your feet and stagger away. Your foot aches a little from the rock and the fall, but you continue in earnest.

He lets you go on for a while longer. Occasionally, he would intentionally fall behind, giving you the illusion that you could outrun him. But also filling you with the dread that you would be out in those woods alone.

Soon enough, he’s had enough of the chase. He speeds up and hooks his arms around your waist. He pulls you to the ground in a swift motion, whipping around your body so quickly that you could barely see it. He’s got one of his knees holding your dominant arm down while a hand holds the knife to your throat. You squirm and whimper under him, causing him to shake his head and make a noise of mock disappointment.

“Poor baby. You did all you could, didn’t you?” he coos menacingly, leaning down closer to your face, “Look at you. Out of breath, heart beating out of your chest. You tried so hard.”

He brings the knife up to your cheek and drags the tip across, not cutting you but letting you feel the cool metal on your soft skin. You whine and scrunch your face in discomfort, eliciting a cruel laugh from him. He drops the knife nearby and shakes his head.

“Not a fan of knives, sweet thing? Too scary?”

Next, you try recoiling from his touch, but he’s caging your body on the ground. The damp dirt presses against your back and smears on his clothing as he wrestles with you to keep you in place. Again, you can see how little effort it takes for him to keep you down. The display of strength has your heart beating harder with lust.

“Keep fighting me, little one. It’s my favorite part,” he breathes before shifting on top of you and roughly flipping you over.

Now, squirming only rubs your face into the soil beneath you. In this position, you can feel his hard cock against your ass. He reaches over for the knife again and brings it to the base of your spine. He uses his knee to hold down your arm again, so he can pull your skimpy top taut and slice through it with ease.

He handles you like a ragdoll and yanks it off. The knife falls to the ground again as he reaches around your body with both gloved hands to knead your breasts. You whimper at the harsh squeezes and rolls of his fingers. His face is right next to your head, and you can hear his ragged breathing under the mask.

He pinches and teases your nipples, your noises now becoming obviously pleasurable. A hand slides into your hair and grips the roots as he shoves your face to the ground. Your cheek is smooshed on the cool surface, and your lips part as your own breathing picks up. Your hips are still squirming, but now only to try and feel some friction with his dick.

“There we go. Such a little slut. Didn’t take much for you to give in. You know this is where you belong. Beneath me, stuffed full of my cock,” he groans.

His hands glide down your body, pulling your hips into place. He tugs your shorts and panties down to your knees, humming in satisfaction when he sees your dripping cunt. Two leather-covered fingers slide through your slick. They circle your puffy clit, drawing mewls from your throat. The fingers then dip inside you and pump in and out a few times. Your body shudders at the sensation.

“So fucking wet. You like this even more than I thought. So sick baby. My twisted little doll,” he teases.

He plants his free hand on the back of your neck and digs his fingers into the side of your throat. His other hand continues working your aching pussy, adding in another finger to your needy hole. You choke out a few moans as your breathing becomes more like panting.

“All this for just my fingers? Can’t imagine how you’re gonna cry on my cock. Maybe scream for me a few times,” he purrs.

After a bit more, he pulls his fingers out of your pussy, shushing you when you whine in protest. You hear the sound of a zipper and the rustle of fabric being adjusted. It isn’t long before you feel the heat of his cock prodding your entrance. You shift your hips back, taking the tip in.

He grunts and his breath hitches as you clamp down on the sensitive head. Once he regains his composure, he slams his hips forward, sheathing himself fully inside you with one thrust. You cry out and claw the dirt beneath you.

“You wanna be an impatient little bitch, I’m not gonna be gentle with you. If you’re so fucking needy that you can’t wait two seconds for my dick, I’ll treat you like the cockslut you are, sweetheart,” he says before beginning to rock his hips back and forth.

He finds a rhythm with ease. One of his hands gives your ass a few firm smacks while his other hand returns to your head to pull on your hair. The noise of your skin connecting sounds through the woods along with your whining. His grip on your hair is like a vise. The mild sting of the pull mixed with the rush of pleasure from him drilling into you brings some tears to your eyes.

“That’s right, fucking take it. This is what you were made for, sweet girl. Your body knows it,” he grunts as your walls flutter around him.

He smacks your ass again while getting more erratic with his thrusts. The hand in your hair returns to your hip to give him more leverage. His digits dig into your skin to the point of potential bruises. You whimper and moan, your head becoming cloudy while he stretches you out.

His quiet moans hit your ears and make your stomach erupt with butterflies. You tighten around his shaft. You were starting to work up a sweat despite the cool temperature of the air around you. You shudder and twitch, only causing him to hold you tighter.

Your back arches as more sinful noises pour from your lips. A particular thrust snaps something in you and breaks the dam that was holding in your tears. It felt like he was stroking deeper than ever before, and you just couldn’t hold it in. Warm drops stream from your eyes while your whimpering grows louder and less controlled.

“Are you crying, little love?” he coos, but you can hear the smirk in his voice. He starts rubbing your back with even, soothing strokes without stopping his thrusts, “Cry it out, sweetheart. It just feels too good, doesn’t it?”

“Y-yeah,” you whimper with a weak nod.

“Yes it does. I know, baby,” he says condescendingly. His gloved hand continues caressing your back while he snaps in and out. You grow louder still, whining and moaning through tears.

“Someone’s gonna hear you, doll,” he teases. Your cheeks warm with embarrassment, but you’re past the point of being able to control your volume. “You’d probably get off on that though, you little freak.”

“N-no,” you stutter out in an attempt to defend yourself, but you’re cut off by your own gasps of pleasure.

“No? You wouldn’t cum on the spot if someone saw you like this? Taking my cock like the good little whore you are. Crying cause it’s just too much for you.”

You shake your head as best you can while being pressed against the ground. Your pussy clenches around him though from the description alone.

“Sure,” he chuckles before grunting, “Someone could be watching right now. It’s so fucking dark out here you wouldn’t even know.”

You can’t hide the thrill that gives you. A loud cry tears through you and your hips squirm within his grasp, trying to get you to that peak.

“Yeah, I know you like that,” he growls, leaning down and encasing you with his arms. The new angle lets him piston himself even deeper within you.

He keeps grinding himself into you as you both feel the coils of release getting closer to snapping. One of his arms snakes around your head, his bicep curling around your neck. The plastic front of the ghostface mask presses into the side of your head. He’s grunting and moaning into your ear, bringing you right to the edge.

“I feel it coming, honey. Let it go. Cream on my cock, baby girl. Give it all to me,” he mumbles.

With no reason to hold back, you let your release explode. You writhe in his hold, gasping and crying as euphoria floods your being. You bite your lip and tilt your head back to nuzzle and sloppily kiss at the mask.

He’s not far behind you. A few thrusts later, he’s draining himself in you, filling your insides with hot and sticky cum. His hips sputter and the mask becomes misaligned on his head as the two of you press against each other.

You’re both panting in the end. Leon pulls out and rolls off of you, landing on the ground next to you. You don’t move from your place in the dirt and just look over at him. He tugs off the mask and drops it near the knife. For the first time tonight, you see his charming smile and sweet eyes, a sharp contrast to the performance he just put on. He leans over and gives you a soft kiss as he adjusts the rest of his clothing.

You still don’t move from your position. He sits up and rubs your back again. His hands massage the muscles there for a moment before trailing down your leg. He gently lifts your foot and kisses your ankle.

“Your foot ok, baby?” he asks while rubbing your thigh. Even after all that, he hadn’t forgotten your fall earlier.

“Mhm,” you hum with a nod.

“Ok, good,” he says. 

He starts to help you roll over so you can get up. He smiles at you, brushing some dirt off your cheek.

“Let’s get you home so we can shower,” he says and helps you pull your shorts back on as you sit up. He kisses your temple a few times and strokes your hair, “Then we can cuddle and watch some scary movies.”

That makes you crack a smile, and you kiss his lips.

“Let’s get home quick. It’s cold out here, and I don’t have a shirt anymore thanks to you,” you tease.

You rise to your feet and lean on him for support. He picks up the knife and mask as well as the scrap of cloth that was once your top. He offers it to you with a sheepish smile. You roll your eyes and shake your head.

“Guess, you’ll just have to stay close then,” he says and tucks you under his arm. He kisses the crown of your head before you two start walking back through the woods to your home together.

[lizzaneia-elizalde]

Older Male Yandere x Young Female Reader

I don’t want this to sound/look bad, but a new yandere who has DILF energy. NOT an actual DILF (he doesn’t have any children…yet), but he could basically pass as one since he’s amazing with children and is on the older side (so like 40s?)

I’m sorry…I kinda have a thing for older, mature, responsible men. And I just wanna be a baby girl for them sometimes (yes don’t worry I’m an adult adult, not someone who just legally became an adult; I know about relationship power dynamics, potential for abuse, etc.)

P.S. There needs to be older yandere men in general (like genuinely older than reader darling). It’s such an untapped archetype

Thanks!!! 💝

Yandere! Male! Dilf! NSFW asmrtist! x Fem! regular! Superfan! Reader

Hmm, I actually had problems thinking of what to put as a plot... Then my keyboard autocorrected Dilf to D*ldo and I was like 👁️👄👁️ and then WAIT. HOW ABOUT A NSFW ASMRTIST? (since you know, d*ldo is sexual and some people please themselves with the toy when they listen-- you get the gist)

I remembered a certain ASMRtist(?) that introduced me to NSFW yandere audios, so I'm naming the yan from him. He just did one from what I know? But "Hot Boy Summer" will have a special place in my heart bajwkdkxmf

Note: this one has explicit NSFW in this one, just putting it out. Daddy kink, but only mentioned once.

Yandere! NSFW asmrtist name: Rose

"Another Rosas banger"

"It was so good help"

"My legs just spread apart"

"Daddy just served dinner AND I'M EATING WELL TONIGHT"

As Rose posted on a certain subreddit for NSFW audiophiles, people immediately flooded the post. They upvoted, commented, some dared to share.

But to a lot, it's a sweet, dirty secret that they listen to NSFW audios. Especially yandere audios.

I mean, who in their right mind want somebody as obsessed and possessive as yanderes? Even in fiction, they are weird!

Well, not for Rose and his audiences.

He feeds into their fantasies. May it be CNC, full on NC, BDSM, or his audience's favorites: Yandere Dilf audios.

God, people eat them up like no other.

Due to this, Rose, with his username RosasAudios, achieved some kind of cult following. Close to a million followers, he made being an NSFW voice actor a full time job.

His naturally deep voice with a little bit of huskiness, a little bit of accent that's vaguely SE Asian, and an undertone of sweetness, made people giggle and writhe in their bed. And to those more peculiar, he feeds into their daddy issues.

He was never loud in his audios. Just a modulated talking tone, maybe even a whisper. So when the NSFW part happens, due to the binaural nature of his audios, it feels like he's really there when you listen to his audios. Whispering hot breath into your ear as the wet sfx filled your senses.

He loved the attention. But at most, he looks at it as a past time that provides enough money to live in slight luxury due to commissions and subscriptions.

In reality, he's a 40-ish year old man, living alone in a suburban neighborhood. Bookish in nature, he dons a soft, yet reliable look. Messy hair that covers his forehead, thick framed black eyeglasses, a carefully trimmed short beard that clings to his olive skin, soft, resting eyes that feels like it soothes one's soul whenever they look at them, a tall frame with enough buff-ness that one can rest on his chest with comfort, and an outfit consisting of light academia clothes of sweaters, shirts, pants, vests, etc. Laugh lines and slight wrinkles decorated his handsome face.

Even then, neighbors swoon for the man. Even married people.

He's sweet, reliable, generous, kind, good with kids. Why doesn't he have a spouse again?

With a gentle shake to his head, he scratches his neck and whispers bashfully with a red face.

"I'm waiting for somebody."

That made people swoon over him more.

As people longingly look at the lonely man, he bows to them and enters his home to record another set of audios for the highest tier on his subscription.

And, despite having a handful of people there, there's one person he's excited on making a dedicated, personal audio for.

You

And you? A superfan. You've been listening to Rose for a long time. Dare I say, one of his first, if not the first, regular.

You discovered him first when your friend introduced you to the subreddit.

His post, not getting that much attention due to being plain. No that much tags nor flairs at all. Just an inconspicuous "first audio [M4F] [Vanilla] [yandere]" and that was it.

When you listened, the mic had a weird quality to it, but god where you aroused due to how genuine it sounds. Like he's specifically talking to you with how... Personal it sounds.

And yeah, his first audios were not for you at all. Just your typical audios for a lot of people.

So, you lurked on his account, being his first follower.

You commented on the post also.

"first audio? Are you sure? You sound so good! This is my first time here in the subreddit. And if a newcomer like you already has this quality, I know I'll have a good time here."

Lengthy, but it gave Rose the boost of confidence he needs.

So, naturally, he replied.

"thank you so much! I just saw this subreddit one day and, by sheer boredom, decided to try it. It's weird, but thrilling. And it's your first too? I'm glad to be your first 😉"

He felt the wink and joke was too risky, but you replied in barks so, despite being bewildered due to not used to internet in-jokes, he laughed and decided to continue the grind.

Even as he continued to pump audios, you never failed to listen to every. Single. One.

You were in love with his audios and voice.

And he was falling for you.

God, is it weird to fall for a stranger on the internet?

So, by the time he reached 100k followers, he decided to do a small meet and greet online to those who can decipher the message.

And you, feral little minx you are, deciphered it in a jiffy and slammed the answer on his inbox.

You were the first too.

Rose, frozen, shakily sent you the zoom meeting room.

Nobody other than you deciphered the message yet.

He wants to talk to you one on one.

So, as he fixes himself and slaps his own cheeks to wake him up, he nervously waited for you to join the meeting with the password.

Then, he saw you.

Gorgeous, beautiful you.

His eyes sparkled like it didn't sparkle before. His heart, painfully beating on his chest and his ears, overflowed with attraction and love as he drank in your figure.

"Rosas omg hi! We finally got to talk one on one. Well, as one on one as a video call is."

Oh, how he groans. Your voice is sweet and lovely in his ears.

"Hi, y/nDarling. I can't believe I get to see the face of the person who has been with me since... Forever!"

"Right?! And damn. Rosas, take this with full confidence, alright? You're fucking hot."

Rose shakes his head with a chuckle.

"You... You're as cheeky as your typings."

You stuck out your tongue childishly and he laughs. His deep voice making you shiver.

"Oh and, you're actually old?"

"ouch?"

"OH MY GOD NO WHAT I MEAN IS, since you frequently make dilf audios, and you're actually one--"

Rose blinks. You consider him a dilf even in person?

He leans forward with a lopsided smirk.

"So, you consider me as a daddy you'd like to fuck?"

"No, stop STOP I DIDN'T MEAN THAT! WAIT, I MEAN IT, WAIT OH MY GOD ROSAS PLEASE STOP TEASING ME."

And as he laughs loudly, he knew you were the one.

He continued to talk to you for a long time, due to his other followers being quite slow in deciphering the message.

He did make the message with you solving it immediately in mind, while the others will struggle.

They were not you, after all.

Why would he care?

When he ended the video call, he had a silly, lovesick grin on his face.

He wants to make an audio.

And that audio was his most viral due to being so genuinely feral, lovesick, and longing it is for the listener.

"Ugh... Fuck, you're so tight..."

"Bend over for me, love. Don't you fucking dare crawl away."

"yes, just like that. Open your mouth, stick out your tongue like that..."

Rose, in his recording studio (his walk in closet), recorded the personal audio for you. You requested CNC, predator and prey, DILF, and breeding, along with other tags that can make a victorian lady die from how obscene it is.

At first, when he opened his subscriptions, he was bewildered by your wild and straightforward requests, but now he's used to it. Maybe even love it.

He imagined you bending over for him, your sweet hole gripping his c0ck as he pistons inside of you. Your tear stricken face, aroused with fear and desire, looks at him, begging for more.

Rose flinches, as he lets out a loud groan to the microphone. Cumming all over his hands.

Hey, it helps with authenticity, okay?

Rose sighs, imagining you cradled into his tight embrace as he said the last lines of the script.

"You're mine, y/n. Nobody else's, just mine."

And, he ends the audio with a sloppy kiss.

He slumped down to his chair, spent yet satisfied.

But he wants more.

Yes, he did screenshot when you video called him, but that was it. It was years ago too, and he needs more material.

After cleaning up, he spun around and went to the computer to edit his raw audio with sound effects.

At first, it was weird hearing his voice saying all of the deprived shit he said, but now it's just work.

But with your audios, he was meticulous. Making sure to put as much genuine wet sfx (from him masturbat1ng), and atmospheric sfx to make your listening experience the best of all. Yours were the longest too, at least climaxing twice every personal audio.

Can you tell he has favoritism for you?

And, when he finished editing, it was already morning.

Sending the audio to you, he stood up, stretching, and went to the kitchen to make himself coffee.

It was supposed to be a typical Tuesday. Nothing that much happens in this suburbs, let alone the town he's in.

So, he turned on the radio, grabbed his coffee mug, and went outside to watch the beautiful sun coming up to the sky.

Settling in his usual chair on his patio, he drank his coffee, greeted people as they passed by, doing their own thing.

The wind was kind of cold, but nothing unwelcomed as Rose's attention got picked up by a moving truck just in front of his home.

Huh, finally. A new face to the suburbs.

He drank his coffee, before coughing it out when he saw a familiar face getting out of the car following it.

It was you.

How?

What?

Why?

Huh?

He watched with wide eyes as he watches you bounce around in excitement as you helped the movers take out your things and into your home.

He doesn't know what to do. He wants to run to you, embrace you and twirl you around.

But no, not yet.

Why are you here?

By some kind of sick joke, he thought you were stalking him.

But no, that's too much.

You're too sweet. You can't do that.

So, he just watched, waiting for you to notice him.

But you didn't, too busy on your own work to notice the older man on his patio looking at you with such longing and desire.

With you finally going inside your home, he ran inside the house and slumped down behind the door. He clutched his chest, eyes wide, blood pumping, soul rattled.

You were here.

You came to him.

He gulped, shakily standing up. The coffee mug forgotten outside but who gives a shit right now.

You're so close to him, within his grasp, and he will make sure to utilize it.

He went to the kitchen, immediately whipping up breakfast food from your country of origin before stopping.

Were you allergic to anything?

God is he stupid?!

4 decades of being alive yet he forgets if you have any allergies?

His hand shook before scrapping the food altogether.

What should he do?

He decided to whip up something relatively tasty and safe before letting it slightly cool down.

He rushes to his room, frantically showering and lathering and cleaning as much as he could, getting dressed in his casual fit that looked like he just "carelessly put together despite how amazing it looked". He trimmed his beard, dabbing on serums and moisturizers, concealers on his eyebags, before running downstairs.

He grabbed the food before rushing to your doorstep.

Wait, would it be weird?

Wouldn't it be awkward?

He did do NSWF audios, so that means you pleased yourself to his voice, right?, ( God please let it be real that you did use his audios as material)

So, it's like... Maybe seeing your teacher in public?

No, the comparison is off.

He knocked on the door.

"hello, do you..."

You froze.

He froze.

Time seemed to stop as the both of you looked at each other.

You recognized him, he recognized you.

"Ah... Rosas...?"

He grinned, laughing gently. You shivered, hearing the voice you unconsciously conditioned your body to become aroused in person for the first time.

"Hey, Y/n. Welcome to our neighborhood."

He revels in the desire in your eyes as you squeezed your thighs together.

You both became somehow good friends.

It was still awkward, seeing as how much you listened to Rose moaning and doing NSFW stuff.

But it didn't overwhelm your excitement.

It's like, seeing your idol irl, but you're his neighbor.

It made you giddy, happy, and nervous.

Meanwhile, Rose loves this new development.

He's not going to die alone.

You were there with him.

God gave you to him on a cement platter.

At first, it was just an innocent pass by.

He would pass by your house, looking at the inside by your window, his mouth whispering loving words to your figure inside. Then he got a bit risky by going boldly to your house at night to spy on you sleep.

But he wanted to know more about you. He ached, craved to know more.

So, with little to no morality left, and the only source he knew of extreme ways to show affection are his audios, he decided to fully embrace being a yandere.

At first, he still felt guilty. You inviting him over to talk, he pocketing some of your mundane things like a sock, and him bringing hidden cameras and microphones to plant inside your home.

He shivers. The thought of seeing you inside your home so vulnerable and unprotected is making him aroused.

Next, he does the next script. Using your sock to pleasure himself to make the moans and groans genuine.

The feeling of your sock, the knowledge that you wore this is making him burst at the seams.

"God, you make me feral, love."

"you're only mine, only mine. Nobody else to have you, just me."

"Yeah, cum for daddy. Come undone, baby."

How he wishes to tell you these words in person.

And, as he finishes with a jolt and a loud groan, he imagines you laying on his chest and him combing your hair with his fingers.

By the morning, he finished editing the audio, and uploads it.

He waits for you to listen to it.

He didn't need to wait for long, as the coms crackle with your giggle.

He turns on the hidden cameras, and saw you dive to your bed with headphones on, watching you close your eyes and probably imagining him.

He saw you look longingly at the window that faces his house, and he grins at the thought of you wanting him so bad.

He watches as you writhe and relax, your hands going under your clothes as you followed what's happening on the audio. He felt himself harden once more.

Fingers playing with yourself, and his hand encircling his hardened c0ck.

He pants in want, seeing you bite your lip and arch your back from the pleasure. Your eyes trembling with the euphoria.

He continued to please himself to you pleasing yourself, groaning and grinding into his hand. Wishing it was you.

And, as you came, he threw his head back, breathless and dizzy from the overwhelming pleasure.

As he stayed there lying, he watches you do the same thing again. Looking longingly at the window.

"Soon, love." Rose whispered to the computer monitor. "I will have you in my arms soon."

Both of you were relatively normal after that. Like you didn't just pleasure yourself to his voice and him doing the same to you.

But the unmistakable hunger in both of your eyes and teasing touches were a sign that things are going to break soon.

And he just waits until you can't do it anymore.

Yet he waits.

He'll continue to upload audios.

Make you ache for him so badly, knowing he's just a few meters away.

Who will break first?

But in the end, you will still end up in his arms.

"Come to me, love."

And he'll whisper to your ear lovingly as he breeds you in an animalistic way.

Don't you want that, baby?

[floorbe]

"Training Modules" (William Afton x Fem!Reader)

**Commission for @skalter !**

Summary: You'd been struggling to keep a job for the past few months, much to your own embarrassment... especially since you kinda have a thing for your career counselor, Mr. Raglan, who you're sure only sees you as a (rather difficult) client.

Warning(s): n/fw, cursing, slight degradation, slight praise, reader is AFAB and uses she/her, kind of cnc at one specific part but it's obvious that reader is into it, spit play, p in v, exhibitionism, dirty talk

A/N: this was so fun to write lol love my boy william steve

Word count: ~6,668

Pt I (here!), pt II

~

You were fucked.

This was the second job this month that you’d been fired from. 

Okay, to be fair, it wasn’t your fault! Your manager was a hard ass! So what if your ten minute break turned into fifteen one time? It was absurd to allow workers only one ten minute break every 5 hours, especially in a fast food job. Good riddance, you thought as you threw your hat on the floor, storming out of the building. 

Tears filled your eyes as you huffed, slamming your car door as you groaned in frustration. You rubbed your eyes tiredly, resting your forehead against the steering wheel. Mr. Raglan was going to be pissed.

-

“What… is your problem?” Mr. Raglan’s voice scratched at your ears, leaving your cheeks hot as you felt his eyes scan your features, “You’ve been fired from not one, but two jobs within the past… three and a half weeks. That’s barely a week and a half at each, Miss L/N.” 

The heat that had bloomed in your cheeks easily spread to your ears at his blunt reminder, fidgeting anxiously as you watched his form from the corner of your eye. All you could muster was a nervous chuckle and an “I’m sorry” before your eyes flicked up to meet his gaze. The intensity in his eyes surprised you, effectively locking your gaze with his. The flames that had heated your features seconds prior vanished, a jarring chill shuddering your form in its place. 

His hands were folded neatly over one another, supporting his chin as he tilted his head to watch you. The silence seemed to suffocate the room, leaving no air for you to catch your breath. His eyes pinned you in place, leaving you frozen as if the icy blue in his eyes had somehow reached you. His eyes suddenly dropped to your leg, tracking its movement as it shook and bounced. You swore you saw a quirk of his lip, maybe even a glimmer of amusement clouded in how his eyes crinkled. 

Then, as quickly as the moment had started, it was over. Mr. Raglan took a deep breath, breaking his attention away from your form to push himself up from his chair. You watched closely as he glided towards his coffee pot, swirling it around in his hand before pouring into a small, paper cup. 

“...You’re running out of options,” he commented after a moment, his back facing you, “Losing two jobs within less than a month isn’t exactly… Well, let’s just say you won’t be getting a gold star, that’s for sure.” Now unburdened by his gaze, you took the time to scan over his form. You hadn’t gotten to see Mr. Raglan much (well, you had, but most of the time you were staring at one familiar carpet spot on the floor instead of his towering stature), and now that you had a chance, albeit a small one… 

“...Sorry,” you murmured again, almost absently as you traced how his shirt clung loosely to his back with your eyes, making him appear lankier than he probably is. The pale yellow complimented the warmer colors of the room, you noted, and with a quick glance around the room you noticed that it was almost all decorated in dim yellows and browns. 

The only splash of color in the room seemed to be the tie he sported. You had caught a glimpse of the color peeking out when he’d walked you in, and even then, you decided thoughtfully, the gritty purple seemed to disappear amongst the brighter colors. As you considered the color theory of his room, you couldn’t stop your eyes from following the curve of his lower back, lower, lower… 

“Miss. L/N?” his voice snapped you out of your thoughts, and it took you embarrassingly long to regain enough coherence to quickly jerk your head back up.

You nearly jolted in your seat as his eyes locked with yours again, and it was with a spark of embarrassment that you realized, with his head tilted back over his shoulder to catch your gaze, that he probably had seen you checking him out. One of his eyebrows raised as he caught your attention, and with the way his mouth quirked up into a sly smile, you’re now certain that he caught you checking him out. 

Before you could sputter out a response, you swore you saw his eyes rake over your form quickly… But before you could process he was already spinning around, offering you the paper cup he’d filled with hot coffee. 

“I said, coffee?” he repeated, head tilted in a warm smile as he offered. 

“Oh! Um– yes, thank you,” you gently took the cup from his hands. Your hands were trembling as you took a sip from the flimsy cup, the hot coffee almost burning your tongue. 

“I have one more job that you might be a fit for,” Mr. Raglan slipped back into his seat, steepling his fingers, “Now, I will warn you… If you lose this one, I’m not sure I’ll be able to get you another so easily. I wasn’t lying when I said your options are limited, Miss L/N.” 

You nodded, letting your eyes train onto the bland carpeting in his office in an attempt to focus on his words. “...Alright. What–... what’s the job?” you asked, praying to any god listening that it wouldn’t be another damn fast food job…

“It’s a fast food job–”

God fucking–

“-though you’ll be hopping around from station to station.”

Extra stress of learning multiple positions at once. Great. 

“Now, I know you have a history with fast food, and not a particularly good one. That being said, I have no doubt that you’ll excel here,” he smiled encouragingly at you. The way his eyes crinkled implied a warmth to his words, one that you didn’t doubt comforted many others in your position. Despite the innocuous smile, you felt a shiver rip down your spine; there was a glint in his eyes that you couldn’t define as he detailed the job. It gave you a jarring feeling that he knew something you didn’t. 

“And– and fast food is the only job available…?” 

He sucked in a sharp breath through his teeth, shrugging apologetically, “I’m afraid so… Trust me, Y/N-”

That was the first time he’d used your first name. 

“-I searched high and low for something else for y’a… Sorry, kid,” though his expression seemed to soften with understanding, it hadn’t met his eyes, “If you lose this job, I mean… I won’t give up on y’a, but…” he shrugged again, sighing quietly. 

“I understand,” you nodded, fidgeting with the now empty paper cup, “I- I’ll do my best, Mr. Raglan.” 

“I know you will.”

-

Fuck. Okay, now you were really screwed. 

“How fucking hard is it to run orders, Y/N?” you mumbled to yourself, throwing your barely used uniform on your bed haphazardly, “Fuck. Mr. Raglan is gonna be pissed…” you groaned frustratedly, throwing yourself face down on your bed for an angry nap. Just as you were about to drift off, your phone pinged beneath your hand, jolting you awake with another groan. You flipped it open groggily, blinking away the sleep from your eyes.

How was your first day?

You blinked in surprise. That was… new. Mr. Raglan had never texted you before. 

Hope you haven’t gotten fired yet.

You sucked in a sharp breath through your teeth, grimacing. You were hovering your thumbs over the keyboard, trying to find some way to confess that, yes, before even your first lunch break, you’d been fired. 

Kidding! Unless you did.

You decided that straight to the point would spare you both time.

I got fired. I’m sorry, Mr. Raglan, I understand if you want to refer me to another counselor.

Your leg bounced anxiously as you waited for his response. It was minutes before your phone pinged again, and you hastily flicked it open. 

That’s a shame. Tell you what, why don’t you come in sometime today? I think I may have found something more suitable for you.

Your response was typed within seconds, thumbs hastily clicking through the letters to spell your response. 

Absolutely, thank you so much, Mr. Raglan! What time works best?

Wonderful! Anytime after six works.

That was weird. You could’ve sworn he worked 9 - 5… Maybe he was working overtime? Just for you…? You felt your cheeks warm at the idea. There was no way, but… it didn’t hurt to daydream a bit. Not as long as you didn’t let it interfere with being professional with him, right? 

Your phone pinged again, and you couldn’t help the smile that quirked your lips as you read his message. 

See you soon, Y/N!

You hadn’t liked how that made your heart skip. Maybe you shouldn’t daydream if you were already getting butterflies at the thought of him. You glanced at the clock– 3pm. 

Well… you did have time to spare… maybe one wouldn’t hurt. Plus, it wasn’t like you saw him everyday… You’d have time to cool off this crush eventually!

-

You let out a deep sigh as you clicked off the car engine. You took a moment to compose yourself, rubbing your eyes tiredly with a groan. It was a miracle you’d made it even five minutes early with how you’d rushed out of the house with your car keys dangling from your teeth, too occupied to even grab a sweater for the chilly weather.

Yeah, okay, maybe letting yourself daydream wasn’t the best idea. You’d spent way too long remembering how his form had loomed over you in his office, how his arm was bent despite reaching all the way over his desk to shake your hand, fingers  curling around yours, dwarfing your palm… You bit your lip, pressing your palm flat against your own thigh. The warmth, though obviously your own, let your mind wander. 

You imagined his piercing eyes catching yours again, his hand reaching out to rest on your thigh in a silent reassurance... Maybe his face would harden when he realized your position, maybe his eyes would sharpen, boring into yours as his hand climbed higher and higher, slipping inwards… 

You shook your head, blinking the remnants of your daydream away. You stepped out of your car, the darkness of the evening surrounding you as you crossed the vacant lot. You swallowed hard, rubbing your hands together anxiously as you neared the front door. A deep, shuddering breath left you in a poor attempt to calm your racing heart before you raised your fist, rapping gently on the door. 

It was mere seconds before you heard the door click unlocked, swinging open. Mr. Raglan greeted you with a smile, looming over you once again as he leaned out to peek around the building. You caught a whiff of his cologne, deep and musky, mixed with the familiar scent of shitty, instant coffee. It took you a moment to realize he was looking at you expectantly, and you fumbled with a response to pretend you were listening. You shot for the safest option; if he’d just opened the door, a greeting? 

“Hello, Mr. Raglan! I’m good, how are you?” 

He paused, tilting his head. One of his eyebrows arched, the corner of his mouth quirked up in a sly look. “I said,” he started, making it clear he’d caught your little lie, “Are you ready for the job opportunity of a lifetime?”

You froze, mouth opening and closing as you scrambled for words. Heat prickled your cheeks, flaming hot as you watched his lips curl further into a smug smirk. “U-uh– yes, yeah!” you finally managed to choke out, hastily ducking under his arm to slip into the familiar building. 

Mr. Raglan clicked the door shut behind you, keys jingling as he locked the doors. You swallowed hard, casting a look around the empty lobby; it was odd to see the space so vacant. Suddenly there was a warm pressure on your lower back, lightly pushing to guide you forward. “So,” Mr. Raglan started, voice hoarse before he cleared his throat, “I’ve found a gig I think you might be a good fit for. Real good pay, hours, convenient location… and your boss isn’t too shabby, either.”

You let yourself be guided into his office, taking a seat in the plush chair across from his desk as he circled you. He didn’t slide behind his desk like he usually did, instead choosing to lean against the front. His body was close, and you resisted the urge to scoot back as his legs brushed against yours. “Thank you, Mr. Raglan, I- I really appreciate it,” you smiled, tipping your head up at him. 

He waved you off, hand swishing air across your face as he beamed down at you, “Aw, hey, I can’t take all the credit,” his nimble fingers curled around his keys, jingling them as he shook them in front of you, showcasing the rabbit’s foot attached to the keyring, “Maybe my little rabbit’s foot helped y’a out, too, huh?”

You chuckled along with him, watching his torso torque to place them back onto his desk. “Anyway, I’m sure you’re worried that this’ll be another fast food job you get fired from on day one,” he gave you a pointed look but seemed to preen when you nervously averted your gaze, “But… It’s not! In fact, I’d say it’s a hell of a lot better.”

“What’s the job?” you asked with a tilt of your head, embarrassment fading as your curiosity grew. 

The grin that cracked across his face sent goosebumps down your body. His back hunched as he leaned over your form, arms spreading eagerly to the side in a “ta-da” as his voice exclaimed, “My secretary!” 

Your mouth went dry. 

“I know, I know, a bit on the nose, but hey, who knows your resume better than your career counselor?”

You forced out a laugh, dipping your head to hide the way your smile hadn’t met your eyes. You were already dealing with less-than-pure thoughts of him, and that was when you saw him sparingly for updates and job searches! Seeing him almost every day? Not only just seeing him, but interacting and getting to know him?

“...I’m sensing that you’re not too excited about it, but trust me, working for me will be the best decision you make,” he grinned down at you, and you tried your best to suppress the chills that ran down your spine. You ignored how his grin sharpened ever-so-slightly, a sign that you weren’t nearly as sneaky as you’d hoped. 

“Sorry! Sorry, I am excited,” you tried to reassure him, waving your hands, “I just– I’m surprised, is all? Uh, I guess I didn’t expect the job to be…” 

“With the big, bad Mr. Raglan?” he nearly growled, eyes twinkling with amusement as he mimed clawing at you with a chuckle, “Don’t worry. I get that a lot. Tell you what… How about I let you think it over and you can get back to me?”

Despite your hesitations prior, you couldn’t turn down another job. You bit your lip, silently weighing your options. Sure, you were unbearably horny for the guy (and he sometimes gave you a chill no one else seemed to get), but you could ignore it! …Probably. 

“No, no, I accept,” you hastily reassured him, smiling politely, “Sorry, I’d love to. I was just caught off guard.” 

“Perfect!” he exclaimed, clapping his hands together before reaching out a hand to you, “How’s tomorrow for a start date?”

-

Alright, maybe not all hope was lost! Thus far, your day had been remarkably (and fortunately) uneventful as a whole. Mr. Raglan had introduced you briefly to the main staff, went over dress code, common policies, and now you were stuck watching training videos about customer service. You had zoned out about an hour ago, though, mindlessly clicking through the training quizzes you’d seen too many times before. The questions were always the same basic set you always got when training at a new job, just slightly reworded to seem original to whatever company you were under. 

“Wow, you’re a really fast reader! You barely even clicked next before you answered that one!”

Mr. Raglan’s voice startled you from your thoughts and you flinched, hand jerking as if to hide the screen. You couldn’t help the distinct feeling of being caught doing something wrong, electricity sparking along your tongue as you looked back over your shoulder. 

The moment you locked eyes with his, you swore you saw his smile sharpen as his eyes trailed over your startled expression; however, when you blinked, he was looking at you with the same amused quirk of his lips as he scanned your monitor. He chuckled at your expression, placing a warm hand on your shoulder and leaning in conspiratorially, whispering, “Hey, don’t worry. I won’t tell your boss.” He winked at you, laughing again as you choked out a chuckle, still reeling from his sudden appearance.

The weight of his hand was heavy on your shoulder, warmth seeping through your shirt as you swallowed hard, forcing out another laugh to bide time fighting off how your mind kept wondering how his hand would feel trailing lower, lower–

It was only when he’d tilted his head, dipping his chin ever-so-slightly to study your expression that you realized the silence had stretched for a moment too long. “They’re all the same questions,” you spit out hastily, clearing your throat as you finally composed yourself. He only hummed curiously at your words, eyes flicking back to the screen. His eyebrows furrowed as he adjusted his glasses, chin brushing against your shoulder as he leaned closer as if to inspect the screen. 

“Um, most jobs have the same basic training questions about, like… hospitality, y’know?” you explained, trying very hard to not think about how close he was to you right now. You could even smell his cologne, for God’s sake!

“Huh,” he hummed thoughtfully after a moment, taking another long moment to study the screen before straightening up once again, towering over your seated form. He seemed to preen in the way you shrank a bit in your seat, clasping his hands together as he leaned against your desk, “Well, hey, as long as you’re not driving our clients away, I’m happy.” 

“O-oh, no, no, don’t worry, Mr. Raglan, I won’t,” you hastily reassured him. You opened your mouth to speak again, but the words died in your throat as his hand landed on your shoulder again, squeezing lightly. 

“I know you won’t. You forgot I was your career counselor, Y/N,” he reminded you with a chuckle, “After knowing you this long, I know I can trust you to be an excellent worker.” He paused, shifting his gaze away briefly before meeting yours again with a quirk of his lips, “...Though there is a training module that’s required of you that needs your full attention.”

You furrowed your brows, tilting your head as you considered what it might entail, “Okay! Um, which module is it? I could do it now.” 

His sly smirk cracked into a grin as he leaned down beside your ear once more, his hand lightly massaging your shoulder, “It’s a newer one. I think you’ll like it, Y/N. You can only access it through my computer, though.”

Okay, were you reading this energy incorrectly? That sentence had an undertone, hadn’t it? 

“Again, it’s a newer module, still in the early stages, so I’ll have to be there while you complete it to make sure it runs smoothly,” he continued casually, straightening back up, “But I think you’d be the perfect, uh… trial participant.” 

There was definitely an innuendo in there, wasn’t there? Were you going insane? 

“What do you say, Y/N?” he asked after a moment, voice lowering to a soft rumble, his eyes gleaming, “Wanna follow big, bad Mr. Raglan to his office?” 

Definitely an innuendo. Fuck. Okay. Your cheeks were on fire, a lump forming in your throat as you sputtered, trying to find something to say. He seemed to find your flustered behavior amusing, for he squeezed your shoulder with a chuckle before retreating, “I’ll let you think about it, hmm?”

“No,” the word was out of your mouth before you could process it, “U-uh, I mean– yeah, I–...” you fumbled for the right words as he tilted his head down at you. After watching you fumble for words for an embarrassingly long moment, he finally cut you off by reaching forward, the pads of his fingers barely grazing your cheekbone. You froze. 

“There you go! Knew you’d be a good girl the moment you walked in my door,” he praised in a mockingly innocent tone, smile crinkling his eyes as his thumb swiped across your cheekbone. “Had an eyelash on your cheek,” he explained quietly, and you could hear the amusement in his tone as he watched you try to recover. 

Your heart was pounding in your ears as you watched him turn towards his office, casting a look over his shoulder at you with a raised brow. You heard him snicker as you scrambled out of your seat after him. 

He swung open the door to his office, stepping to the side to let you enter first before he followed closely behind. You heard the door shut behind you, muffling the ambient noise of the rest of the building. In the new silence you could hear him turn the lock, a soft click assuring your privacy. 

“What’s the first step of the module?” you asked in a sudden bout of confidence, casting a long glance over your shoulder with, what you hoped came off as, a sultry smile. 

“I knew I liked you for a reason,” he growled. His hand rested on the small of your back, guiding you towards his desk. You momentarily thought he was going to make you sit in his chair, but before you could spin around, his hand grazed up your spine. He circled you, looming over you predatorily before tracing the pads of his fingers up your arms to rest on your shoulders. 

As he applied a gentle pressure to your shoulders, you furrowed your brows in confusion. He chuckled, eyes glinting dangerously as he drank in your expression before pressing down on your shoulders again, this time followed by a low command of, “On your knees, sweetheart. Under the desk, c’mon.”

Your eyes widened at the realization, but you couldn’t ignore the heat that flushed through your body at the way his eyes raked over your body hungrily. You made a show of licking your lips as you pretended to consider his words, humming thoughtfully. “Or what, Mr. Raglan?” you asked after a moment, batting your eyelashes teasingly up at him. 

Mr. Raglan let out a bark of laughter, eyes glinting in amusement at your rebellion, “Or what? Or… Well, you wouldn’t want to piss off your new boss, would you, Miss Y/N?” His eyes locked onto the way your teeth tugged at your bottom lip teasingly, “Don’t you want to make a good impression?”

“Oh, of course,” you assured him playfully, sinking down onto your knees with a sly grin, “I wouldn’t want to be disrespectful, Mr. Raglan.” The carpeted floors hit your knees with a soft thud, shifting backwards to settle under his desk with a mockingly sweet smile. 

“Atta girl,” he nearly growled, wasting no time in plopping down in his office chair. His legs framed either side of your vision as he scooted his chair in, boxing you underneath his desk. You bit your lip as his thighs opened wider, making no attempt to hide the growing tent in his slacks. God, you’d been fantasizing about this for months, and now… Well, damn, you weren’t going to waste any time. 

You shuffled forward, resting your cheek on his thigh and gazing up at him through your lashes. You watched his lips curl up for the umpteenth time that day, sliding a hand down to rest on his own inner thigh. He patted it enticingly, chuckling lowly, “C’mon, sweetheart, I’m not gonna wait all day for that pretty mouth of yours.” 

“I’m paid by the hour,” you reminded him teasingly, sliding your hand slowly up his pant leg and rubbing the inner seam of his thigh. You heard his breath hitch softly, and another low laugh left his lips. 

“Oh, trust me, I know. Bet you’re gonna be racking up a lot of overtime from now on, aren’t you?” his eyes tracked as your finger trailed higher, barely grazing over the obvious bulge in his pants. His hips bucked lightly, a growl of impatience slipping from his lips as you teased him. 

The rough pads of his fingers crawled up your cheek, his nails scratching lightly against your scalp as he guided your head closer to his bulge. You shuffled your cheek closer to his inner thigh, chewing on the inside of your bottom lip as you slowly slid your palm over his bulge, rubbing it. Fuck, it looked big, and you doubted he was fully hard yet. You squirmed at the thought, rubbing your thighs together in anticipation. 

Just when you were about to unfasten his belt, your fingers grazing against the cool metal, there was a sudden knock on his door. You froze, eyes widening as you moved to crawl out from under his desk hastily. His grip on your scalp tightened lightly, fingernails pressing into your scalp lightly as he scooted his desk chair forward, caging you between his thighs. 

He raised a teasing finger to press against his lips, shushing you inaudibly before he straightened up. Unlocking the door, you heard him vaguely greet whoever had entered, their voices muffled to you through the thicker wood of his desk. You watched as his feet moved back into your vision, his eyes flicking down to you casually to make sure you were settled right back between his knees. He tapped his foot idly, his fingers searching blindly to cup your scalp again.

You decided to mostly tune out their conversation after hearing snippets about administration tasks and suggestions. Mr. Raglan was surprisingly composed as you carefully laid your cheek on his thigh again, the only acknowledgement of your movement being how his thumb tapped lightly on your temple. You couldn’t tell if it was a warning or encouragement, but as you watched how casually he performed, it struck you that there could have easily been another woman beneath his desk when you would have appointments with him. 

Then again, Mr. Raglan hadn’t seemed like the type to have flings… Well, he also hadn’t seemed like the type to keep you under his desk, breath ghosting over the obvious tent in his pants, as he talked casually to a coworker. How well did you really know him, anyway? The realization made you frown deeply, a surprising spark of jealousy igniting in your gut as you realized the very real possibility that you weren’t the only one. 

In a sudden burst of confidence, you slid your hand up to silently unfasten his belt, pulling it slowly out from around his waist to keep quiet. “Oh, really?” Mr. Raglan’s voice broke through your concentration, and as you peeked up at him he glanced down briefly at you, pointedly, making clear that he wasn’t just talking to his coworker. You held his gaze for as long as you could, biting your lip as you slowly unbuttoned his slacks. 

“Yeah, so remember to–” Mr. Raglan’s eyes flicked back up to his coworker as they spoke again, nodding emphatically as you unzipped his slacks. He shifted in his seat, the spinny chair squeaking as he scooted forward, tapping his foot as a warning before you scooted back. As he hid more of his body under the desk with you, you couldn’t help the wicked grin that spread across your face as you slowly, finally, pulled down the elastic of his underwear. 

His cock gradually sprang upwards, freed of its confines and practically begging for your attention. You felt his fingers grip the back of your head tighter, his cock twitching as he let his hips rut forward, a silent reminder of your “module”. You raised a hand to glide over his length, letting it rest heavy against your palm before you curled your fingers around him. 

You heard his breath hitch as you slowly started to pump his aching cock and it throbbed against your palm at the teasing pace. He tapped his finger on your temple impatiently once again, hips pushing forward silently. You bit back a grin, squeezing his length teasingly before you decided to play with him a bit more. Maybe it was petty, but if he really had had other women here, you kind of wanted to make sure he didn’t forget you any time soon. 

Well, you would be seeing him every day, but still! First impressions are everything, you contend amusedly. With that, you leaned in slowly, taking the tip of his cock into your mouth to suckle on it lightly. You held back a laugh as you heard him stifle a gasp by clearing this throat, hips bucking into your mouth at the sudden sensation. His fingers gripped your scalp and surprised you by nearly yanking you closer, pumping more of his shaft into your mouth without warning. 

You jolted, hands gripping his thighs tightly as you welcomed more of his cock into your mouth. He seemed to enjoy the submission, for his grip softened as he stroked over your cheek with his thumb briefly. You preened under the new attention, even if his eyes were still trained up on his coworker. Speaking of… What were they even talking about, again? 

The question left your mind as his hips rutted into your mouth again as your jaw relaxed. The sudden movement startled you, though his hand pushed on the back of your head at the same time, keeping you in place. You squeezed your eyes shut as his tip ended up brushing too far down your throat, and you couldn’t stop the forceful gag that followed.. 

As your throat contracted around his cock you could feel a sting in your nose, tears bubbling up in your eyes as you tried to pull back. You vaguely heard him hack loudly, likely to cover the sound of your wet gag and the pop of his cock slipping from your lips. His hand dragged down your face as you tried to suppress another cough. You caught his gaze as he shoved his fingers into your mouth, helping to muffle your noises.

“Y’okay, Steve?” you heard his coworker ask and your heart raced, shuffling further beneath the desk.

Mr. Raglan cleared his throat and you saw the forced polite smile on his lips as you bit down lightly on his fingers, muffling your breathing. “Hm? Oh, yeah, I’m alright. Think I’m catching something.”

“Ah, alright. Well, I’ll leave you be, then. Take care, Steve,” you felt your body physically deflate in relief as you listened to the coworker step back, shuffling out of the room with a soft click of the door. A brief moment passed to let the coworker walk off fully before Mr. Raglan shoved his fingers further down your throat, making you gag again. 

“Aww, was that too much?” he taunted you, pushing his lip out in faux pout before laughing darkly. His cock was still stiff against his abdomen, gleaming with his own pre-cum and your saliva, “Couldn’t even take half my cock down your throat before you were gagging on it. Made me work extra hard to make sure we didn’t get caught.” 

Your cheeks burned in embarrassment, but as his fingers winded eagerly around your tongue, you sucked on them, letting saliva dribble down your chin once more. He groaned at the sight before ripping his fingers from your mouth. “Get up,” he growled, eyes flashing as you shakily rose from your knees, crawling out from under his desk. You hadn’t even fully stood up before his hands were gripping your hips, dragging you forward. You let him manhandle you, lifting you and pressing you roughly down onto his thigh. 

You barely had time to tilt your head in question before he guided your hips to drag along his thigh, your previously neglected wetness finally getting attention. You’d almost forgotten how fucking horny you were, and you wasted no time in bucking your hips down once reminded. A breathy moan left your lips as you felt your throbbing clit rub perfectly against his upper thigh.

“Look at you,” he purred, helping to keep your pace steady as his gaze hungrily raked down your form, “God, you’re so fucking needy.” He laughed, squeezing your hips as he bounced his thigh up to meet your movements, “If I were a crueler man, I’d make you cum on my thigh before I’d even touch that pretty pussy.” 

A shot of arousal flooded through you at the idea, and you couldn’t stop the whimper that left your lips at the idea, hips twitching subconsciously. He laughed at you again, letting you rut against his thigh and chase the stimulation he’d been denying you, “Oh, you like that idea? Naughty girl!” 

He drank in the sight of your trembling form once again, watching you bounce with each buck of your hips, how your mouth fell open to retort snarkily before he bounced his thigh again and made your head fog over a bit... His grin was wide and smug, enjoying how much power he obviously held over you here, on his thigh, dragging your clit across his leg as your libido gradually lowered your inhibitions. 

As you felt the knot in your abdomen start to tighten, your hips stuttered in their movement. He caught the movement immediately, lifting you off of his thigh easily and grinning wickedly at you when you whined out a “hey!”. 

“Not yet,” he growled, repositioning you on the center of his lap, reaching one hand down to pump his cock lazily. His other hand made quick work of your pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them with practiced ease before slapping your ass playfully. 

You slowly stood from your place on his lap, trembling slightly as you shucked off your bottoms, revealing your dripping folds and throbbing clit to his hungry eyes. He dragged you back into his lap, the head of his cock nudging against your clit before moving to grind his length along your puffy folds. “Aww, you’re practically dripping for me… Bet I could even fuck you without any prep, couldn’t I?” he asked you lowly, the head of his cock prodding teasingly against your entrance. 

All you could do was nod, the throbbing in your core making you too needy to care about his taunting. He chuckled darkly before sliding his hands up to grip your ass cheeks, groping them roughly as he spread your lips for his twitching cock. He nudged your folds open with the head of his cock, slowly bullying himself through your tight opening with a low groan. 

“Shit– you’re so fucking tight,” his eyes closed briefly as you worked your hips down, finally sinking down to the hilt, balls deep in your fluttering hole as you both took in the blissful feeling. “Ah, yeah, this is what you needed, huh?” he growled tauntingly as your walls tightened around him. He lifted you off his lap slightly, only to slam you back down onto his length, stretching you out deliciously as the head of his cock rubbed against the sensitive spot inside. 

“Mhm, feel that? Yeah, this is what you really needed, someone to fuck this pretty pussy until you’re dumb enough to follow orders,” he laughed as you let out a particularly loud moan, his length throbbing inside of you with each rough drag of his hips. It was hard to think straight with how he was talking to you, and it certainly didn’t help how he was currently splitting your cunt open like you’d never felt before. 

His fingers suddenly gripped your chin roughly, forcing your attention onto him as he fucked up into you, quickening his pace to watch you squirm, “Oh, fuck, you’re squeezing me already– you close? That quickly?” 

You nodded, sputtering out a weak “yeah” as you felt his hips slam against yours, one hand snaking down to roughly thumb your clit as he laughed, “Thought so. Don’t worry, we’ll have plenty of time to work on your stamina.” You felt the knot in your abdomen tighten again, your walls throbbing with each drag of his fat cock along your sensitive walls.

“Mhm, this is the job you really needed: coming in and being fucked dumb from 9 - 5. Bet you’d even work overtime for that, wouldn’t you?” 

With a strangled moan, you felt the knot in your stomach snap, pleasure pulsing through your body as your back snapped into an arch. You couldn’t focus on anything he was saying, only how his thumb quickened its pace on your clit, how his cock throbbed and twitched inside of you. “Fuck, fuck, Mr. Raglan,” you moan, eyes rolling back as you bounced on his cock. 

“That’s it– fuck, yeah, take it, take it—” he hissed, pumping his cock one, two more times before stilling. His hands gripped your hips harshly, and you were sure they’d leave bruises the next day. He groaned as he shoved you down, pushing his cock as deep as possible. His hips grinded against yours as he came, shooting spurts of hot, sticky cum in your hole as he groaned lowly, “Fu-uck, that’s it, atta girl, take it all–”

You drooped forward as you both came down from your highs, your forehead nestled against his shoulder as you panted heavily. His cock twitched once more before it gradually softened inside of you as your walls pulsed around him. You vaguely acknowledged how his hands slid under your ass, lifting you up to let his cock slip out of you. 

He watched his cum pool into a bead and drip out of your hole with an intensity you hadn’t expected, and you couldn’t help the dull throb that returned at how enraptured he seemed. Before you could process his actions, his fingers were slipping inside of your folds, forcing a weak whimper from your mouth as his fingers sent accidental pleasure zipping through your already overstimulated body. 

You relaxed once more as they slipped back out soon after, watching with tired curiosity. He brought his fingers, now covered in both of your juices, up to your mouth. He tilted his head as he pressed his fingers against your bottom lip, as if he was studying your reaction. After a moment, you took his fingers into your mouth, too fucked out to care how embarrassing it might look. You sucked lazily on his calloused fingers, tasting your combined juices that coated the roughened skin. 

When you looked back up to catch his reaction, the grin on his face was almost sinister. He slowly dragged his fingers down your lip and traced down your jawline, resting loosely near your throat. His thumb pressed lightly against the center of your neck, making you wince as your throat contracted slightly. You hadn’t gotten a chance to question the odd gesture further before the darkened glint in his eyes was gone and he was picking you up, placing you on his desk with a surprising tenderness. 

“I’ll get you cleaned up and then you can clock out,” he smiled kindly at you, tucking himself back into his pants before giving your thigh a gentle squeeze. He circled around you, stepping out of the room before casually casting a glance over his shoulder, “Hey, you mind working overtime tomorrow?”

[goatsludge]

CTF Photonics - CTF-3 Laser Aiming Module

So far it seems very well-constructed. The CNC billet 6065 aluminum body feels solid, the rail clamp is well thought-out, the and the battery caps don't impede button activation as much as I thought they would.

However, getting the bad out of the way first, the adjustment turrets, contrary to my original assumption, do not feature 'clicky' MOA increments - they seem like they've got an internal o-ring somewhere to tension the screws for zeroing adjustment and the marks on the vertical turret are just there as witness marks more than actual adjustments.

Additionally the screws are small and seem easy to strip for how much pressure's needed to turn them. But for they do seem like they'll hold zero no issue once adjusted, for what it's worth.

The unit is incredibly low-profile as you would expect - an IR-only laser diode sits center over bore with what amounts to two independent 300-style scout flashlight bodies sitting saddleback on either side of the top rail. One holds a white light and the other would hold some form of IR illuminator head (B.E. Meyers KIJI, Z-Bolt Blazer, 3EIR Vulcan).

It seems like a good solution for secondary or tertiary builds that you wanna tack NV capabilities onto. Incidentally, due to being so low-profile, it's the perfect MFAL for an AK or other rifles that you can't put excessively tall optic risers on due to the stock being lower than the top of the receiver.

I've ordered a Z-Bolt Blazer Head and will be donating this laser to @bureau-of-mines' AK in trade for a Holosun IRIS-3 or AMMJ Penumbra (depending on whether the former restocks before I make up the additional cash to afford the latter).

For the sake of comparison, here's the CTF-3 without any heads in between a Steiner DBAL D2 and an EG NGAL.

The CTF-3 seems like a large unit, but it's very flat and carries most of its weight in the integral flashlight bodies, which it spreads out nicely. Plus the fact it eliminates a separate white light setup also cuts down greatly on weight.

While I don't recommend this unit for AR15's (given the abundance of better options now), I'd say it still has a niche to fill. Basically, it's a DIR-V that traded the lighter weight and the crane port for superior build quality and sheer modularity. And also not costing $2000 fucking dollars.

[lxstfathier]

Dark

Kinktober day 15 - cnc

Darth Vader x Reader

“Let me go! please!” you cry out, desperate and frightened, trying to free yourself from his grasp.

But oh, you’re so stupid if you think that you will ever scape from Darth Vader. He is much bigger and stronger than you, easily pining both of your wrists over your head, hovering above you while his free hand works on your clothes, ripping them off your body so effortlessly.

There’s nothing you can do. Your heart races fast and the thrill of it makes you feel even more aroused, with a weird mixture of fear and eagerness setting deep in your soul.

“All your attempts are in vain” his modulated voice echoes in the silent room when you try to close your legs, only to met his strong hips between them. “Stop resisting.”

So you have no other option than to let him have his way with you, just feeling his cold gloved hand grope your soft body and hearing his mechanical breathing.

All while looking directly to the dark visor of his helmet, eerily inexpressive as always.

[goyalinc]

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[adastrabbit]

some cam questions: what does cam think of puns? does cam have a strong preference for a specific display technology? (e.g. does he hate lcd and prefer crt or oled?) did cam ever return to streaming after (presumably) escaping? if so, did he use the old account or start fresh? also, if he was vtubing, what was his model? robot catgirl? would he find it degrading if someone, upon narrowly escaping involuntarily donating their own skin to his escape attempt, came back with one of those human sized teddy bears for him to use instead? or would he find it more practical (doesn't decay as fast) or perhaps demand they come back with a cat version? or is the revenge aspect too important to accept substitutes? how bad of an idea would it be to allow Customer Assistance Machine (CAM) access to Computer Aided Machining (CAM) tools like a CNC mill and 3d printer (near the end of the 30 year solitary arc)? what would he make first? what if you only gave him a dinky uncalibrated PLA printer and only 2 meters of filament? would he be able to print something to help him escape or would he try to but fail and get mad?

first of all: thank you so much for sending these. so many questions. i will answer in order :D (readmore here so my lovely followers dont have to scroll past my yapfest)

what does cam think of puns? hmm... i think it likes them but only if it's making them. CAM is quite self absorbed (if this was not obvious enough by now i need to work harder) and gets easily annoyed if someone else makes a joke he doesn't think is funny. does cam have a strong preference for a specific display technology? (e.g. does he hate lcd and prefer crt or oled?) not really! CAM really only tends to have issues with tech they're put into if it has a lack of motor control. it really hates not being able to move. i imagine they would have issues if there was a lack of display as well but i don't think they prefer any type of display over the other. did cam ever return to streaming after (presumably) escaping? i think so! CAM likes streaming and they're very good at it. if so, did he use the old account or start fresh? starting fresh is the more reasonable option but i am in love with the idea that this fictional streaming website stays active 30 years into the future, so the old account i think also, if he was vtubing, what was his model? robot catgirl? of course. her name is Cami by the way would he find it degrading if someone, upon narrowly escaping involuntarily donating their own skin to his escape attempt, came back with one of those human sized teddy bears for him to use instead? or would he find it more practical (doesn't decay as fast) or perhaps demand they come back with a cat version? or is the revenge aspect too important to accept substitutes? oh definitely. ideally, CAM prefers any sort of robot body over a human one and a plush toy just feels patronizing. i think the revenge aspect isn't super important apart from any human who had a part in them getting put away, but CAM doesn't trust any human to build them a robot body that they're satisfied with. it's why they want the skin-suit thing, as more of a temporary vessel to build a better robot body! how bad of an idea would it be to allow Customer Assistance Machine (it's actually Customer Assistance Module! :P) (CAM) access to Computer Aided Machining (CAM) tools like a CNC mill and 3d printer (near the end of the 30 year solitary arc)? oh i don't think it would be that bad actually. he's more worried about doing his own thing so i dont think it would be used for that malicious of purposes! mostly. what would he make first? im not sure actually! maybe a more mobile shell to fit some wires into (re: the skin-suit thing) to move around in and do the aforementioned building a better body. probably a way to get out of their room if they havent done that yet in this hypothetical. frankly a lot of their plans require more delicate tech what if you only gave him a dinky uncalibrated PLA printer and only 2 meters of filament? would he be able to print something to help him escape or would he try to but fail and get mad? oh that would absolutely not work lol. i think they would try SO hard to get it to work and get mad when it doesnt. 2 meters of filament is absolutely not enough to get through a strongly sealed door even when youre an AI thats been self-developing for 30 years

[electriquepro]

How to Vary the Speed of a Bipolar Stepper Motor

Stepper motors are versatile electromechanical devices used in a wide range of applications that require precise motion control. Bipolar stepper motors, in particular, are widely favored due to their torque efficiency and simpler winding structure compared to unipolar stepper motors. One of the most important parameters when working with a stepper motor is speed control. Varying the speed of a bipolar stepper motor can be essential for applications like 3D printing, CNC machines, robotics, and automation systems.

This article explores how to vary the speed of a bipolar stepper motor effectively, providing a thorough understanding of the principles involved, techniques for controlling speed, and important considerations. It also integrates key terms related to the topic for a comprehensive guide to optimizing bipolar stepper motor speed.

Table of Contents

What is a Bipolar Stepper Motor?

Basic Working Principles of a Bipolar Stepper Motor

Why Speed Control is Important

Factors Affecting the Speed of a Bipolar Stepper Motor

Techniques to Vary Speed

a) Microstepping

b) Pulse Width Modulation (PWM)

c) Voltage Control

d) Current Limiting

Using a Microcontroller for Speed Control

Considerations When Varying Speed

Common Applications

Conclusion

[quartz-components]

The XL4005 Power supply module is based on the XL4005 Dc-Dc converter IC. The module can step-down and regulate a voltage from 0.8V to 32V based on the position of the potentiometer. The Potentiometer used here is a 25-turn potentiometer that provides easy adjustment of the output of the module to exactly the voltage application needs. The maximum output current can go as high as 5A making it suitable to power heavy loads like CNC machines, Robotic Arms or even to charge batteries. 

[spookysaladchaos]

Global top 13 companies accounted for 66% of Total Frozen Spring Roll market(qyresearch, 2021)

The table below details the Discrete Manufacturing ERP revenue and market share of major players, from 2016 to 2021. The data for 2021 is an estimate, based on the historical figures and the data we interviewed this year.

Major players in the market are identified through secondary research and their market revenues are determined through primary and secondary research. Secondary research includes the research of the annual financial reports of the top companies; while primary research includes extensive interviews of key opinion leaders and industry experts such as experienced front-line staffs, directors, CEOs and marketing executives. The percentage splits, market shares, growth rates and breakdowns of the product markets are determined through secondary sources and verified through the primary sources.

According to the new market research report “Global Discrete Manufacturing ERP Market Report 2023-2029”, published by QYResearch, the global Discrete Manufacturing ERP market size is projected to reach USD 9.78 billion by 2029, at a CAGR of 10.6% during the forecast period.

Figure.   Global Frozen Spring Roll Market Size (US$ Mn), 2018-2029

Figure.   Global Frozen Spring Roll Top 13 Players Ranking and Market Share（Based on data of 2021, Continually updated）

The global key manufacturers of Discrete Manufacturing ERP include Visibility, Global Shop Solutions, SYSPRO, ECi Software Solutions, abas Software AG, IFS AB, QAD Inc, Infor, abas Software AG, ECi Software Solutions, etc. In 2021, the global top five players had a share approximately 66.0% in terms of revenue.

About QYResearch

QYResearch founded in California, USA in 2007.It is a leading global market research and consulting company. With over 16 years’ experience and professional research team in various cities over the world QY Research focuses on management consulting, database and seminar services, IPO consulting, industry chain research and customized research to help our clients in providing non-linear revenue model and make them successful. We are globally recognized for our expansive portfolio of services, good corporate citizenship, and our strong commitment to sustainability. Up to now, we have cooperated with more than 60,000 clients across five continents. Let’s work closely with you and build a bold and better future.

QYResearch is a world-renowned large-scale consulting company. The industry covers various high-tech industry chain market segments, spanning the semiconductor industry chain (semiconductor equipment and parts, semiconductor materials, ICs, Foundry, packaging and testing, discrete devices, sensors, optoelectronic devices), photovoltaic industry chain (equipment, cells, modules, auxiliary material brackets, inverters, power station terminals), new energy automobile industry chain (batteries and materials, auto parts, batteries, motors, electronic control, automotive semiconductors, etc.), communication industry chain (communication system equipment, terminal equipment, electronic components, RF front-end, optical modules, 4G/5G/6G, broadband, IoT, digital economy, AI), advanced materials industry Chain (metal materials, polymer materials, ceramic materials, nano materials, etc.), machinery manufacturing industry chain (CNC machine tools, construction machinery, electrical machinery, 3C automation, industrial robots, lasers, industrial control, drones), food, beverages and pharmaceuticals, medical equipment, agriculture, etc.

[somethingimworkingon]

How to save your brain from being eaten by AI (maybe): keep a sketchbook

At the beginning of May I started bookmarking photographers who are using AI in interesting ways, to add to my Instagram collection of digital art references (#artdirectionneversleeps). Later that month I did my own first experiments using NightCafe to visualise ideas for a client. It was entertaining and frustrating, partly because of my lack of prompt skills, and partly because the "styles" you could apply to your "artwork" looked exactly like bad fantasy art from the 1980s.

However, by June, photographers I was working with were using Midjourney to conceptualise setups – still with a bit of that tacky SciFi book cover feel, but it was proving genuinely useful to talk about how sets might be designed, for instance. By July, I was seeing film directors use AI for pitching storyboards, and my lovely students at Condé Nast College of Fashion and Design using it for presentation mock-ups.

That's just three months. From AI being a "what?" to becoming a completely logical, natural part of the image-making process, for at least some parts of the creative industries. The speed of change is head-spinning. And this is just the beginning.

Meanwhile, also in May, I was teaching at CNC on a really fun module about Brand Identity Design. Part of this involved the students keeping a sketchbook, to explore and develop their ideas. One of my lectures was about WHY people keep sketchbooks, and I illustrated several points with quotes from designers, architects and artists, and pages from my own sketchbooks from waaaaay back in the day.

Because WBITD, when I was an art student, I kept sketchbooks constantly. Not only was it a course requirement, for me it was also a way to stave off boredom and depression: it's hard to think negative thoughts when your brain is absorbed in analysing the curves of a hand or a coffee cup or a flower. When my best friend and I used to Interrail around Italy, I would draw our cafe tables and the local streets, and we'd get rewarded with extra drinks and desserts by kindly waiters.

Somewhere around the mid 90s I gave up sketching, partly because life got more hectic, and partly because smartphones got invented. When Emma and I started the BID course this summer, it had been a very long time indeed since I cracked open a sketchbook. And, erm, even though I did buy one – a lovely, spiral-bound, hard covered book with wonderful heavyweight paper, from Seawhite of Brighton – it took me another few months to start using it.

Two things pushed me into finally starting: firstly, it's #drawugst and I thought I should try a drawing a day, every day, during August. I started on Tuesday, August 1st, with a graphite pencil sketch of my aloe plant. I did it in semi-darkness, around 9pm, and my hand-eye coordination felt a but rusty, but following the heavy curves of the plant was satisfying.

On Wednesday I drew fallen agapanthus blossoms, playing with coloured marker pens (of which I have a ridiculously huge collection, almost never used). This was a reminder of the importance of not trying to control the end result while you're sketching. Because you just can't.

Yesterday evening I scribbled our messy after-dinner table. I used the graphite pencil, a Koh-I-Noor Hardtmuth charcoal pencil, and an Edding 1225 calligraphy pen – and blackberries. The fruit, not the redundant communication device. Blackberry juice is a fabulous art material – it gives this beautiful purple inky result, and it's such a pleasure to smear all over the paper. I'd picked the berries earlier this evening on Wormwood Scrubs, just to add to the satisfaction of the whole experience. (And this morning I made almond milk smoothies with the rest of them.)

The other thing which made me finally restart a sketchbook after all this time is AI. I can see that it is just going to get bigger, more powerful, and more indispensable in my industry. I'm not going to worry about losing my job to a bot (I don't have "a job", anyhow), but I am concerned about what it will do to our creativity.

When you use one tool extensively it starts to train your brain, you develop habits and shortcuts. It's one thing to have tricks for making the most of Photoshop, or to have routines when you set up an InDesign document. But when you're trying to generate ideas you need to keep an open mind. To look at things from different angles. To look again, look harder. Try wacky ideas. Draw with your food. Stick things onto the pages. Doodle. Take a line for a walk. Write notes to self. Be creative. Be messy. Be human.

[semiconductorlogs]

Green Laser Modules Market: Key Drivers, Restraints, and Opportunities 2025-2032

MARKET INSIGHTS

The global Green Laser Modules Market size was valued at US$ 394.6 million in 2024 and is projected to reach US$ 687.3 million by 2032, at a CAGR of 8.2% during the forecast period 2025-2032.

Green laser modules are compact optoelectronic devices that generate coherent light at 532nm wavelength. These precision components combine a laser diode, collimating optics, driver circuitry and thermal management in an anodized aluminum housing. They serve critical functions across industrial alignment, biomedical imaging, scientific instrumentation and consumer electronics applications.

Market growth stems from increasing adoption in laser processing equipment and expanding medical applications. While the U.S. currently leads in technological adoption, China's manufacturing sector is driving demand in Asia-Pacific. Recent developments include higher power modules (up to 1W) with improved beam quality, though thermal management remains a key challenge.

MARKET DYNAMICS

MARKET DRIVERS

Growing Demand in Medical Applications Accelerates Market Expansion

The global green laser modules market is experiencing robust growth driven by increasing adoption in medical applications. These modules offer precise wavelength control (typically 520-532nm) with outputs ranging from 5mW to 500mW, making them ideal for surgical procedures, dermatology treatments, and diagnostic equipment. Ophthalmology applications alone account for nearly 28% of medical laser usage, with green lasers being particularly valuable for retinal photocoagulation therapies. The expanding healthcare infrastructure in emerging economies coupled with technological advancements in minimally invasive procedures continues to propel demand higher.

Industrial Automation and Precision Manufacturing Fuel Adoption

Industrial applications represent the fastest-growing segment for green laser modules, with a projected CAGR exceeding 5.2% through 2032. These modules provide superior visibility for alignment and positioning in CNC machining, 3D printing, and quality inspection systems. The automotive manufacturing sector particularly benefits from green laser marking systems which demonstrate 40% better contrast on metallic surfaces compared to infrared alternatives. Furthermore, the push towards Industry 4.0 and smart factories continues to drive integration of laser-based measurement and alignment systems across production lines worldwide.

➤ High-power green laser modules (200mW+) now enable cutting and welding applications previously dominated by CO2 lasers, expanding their industrial utility.

Defense and Aerospace Applications Present New Growth Avenues

Strategic investments in defense technologies are creating significant opportunities for specialized green laser modules. Modern targeting systems require wavelength-specific lasers for optimal performance with night vision equipment and rangefinders. The defense sector currently accounts for approximately 18% of the high-power laser diode market, with growing demand for ruggedized modules capable of maintaining stability in extreme environmental conditions (<-40°C to +85°C). Simultaneously, aerospace applications such as LIDAR systems and optical communications are driving innovation in compact, high-efficiency designs.

MARKET RESTRAINTS

Thermal Management Challenges Limit Performance Scaling

While green laser modules offer excellent beam quality, their widespread adoption faces technical constraints related to thermal dissipation. Direct green diode lasers above 100mW typically experience significant efficiency drops (from 30% to below 15%) due to thermal effects, necessitating complex cooling solutions. This presents particular challenges for portable and battery-powered applications where form factor and power consumption are critical. Current designs often require thermoelectric coolers that add cost and complexity, with active cooling systems increasing module prices by 35-50% compared to passively cooled alternatives.

Regulatory Compliance Adds Development Costs

Stringent laser safety regulations across multiple jurisdiction create substantial barriers to market entry. Class 3B and 4 green laser modules require extensive safety certifications, with compliance testing often representing 10-15% of total product development costs. Classification requirements differ significantly between medical (IEC 60601), industrial (IEC 60825), and consumer applications, forcing manufacturers to maintain multiple product variants. These regulatory hurdles particularly impact smaller manufacturers attempting to compete with established players who benefit from economies of scale in certification processes.

Other Restraints

Supply Chain Vulnerabilities Reliance on specialized optical components from limited suppliers creates vulnerability to disruptions. The green laser diode market remains concentrated among few semiconductor manufacturers, with lead times frequently exceeding 20 weeks during periods of high demand.

Alternative Technologies Emerging blue (445-450nm) and ultraviolet (375-405nm) laser technologies compete for overlapping applications, particularly in materials processing where their shorter wavelengths offer potential advantages in certain substrates.

MARKET OPPORTUNITIES

Emerging Photonics Integration Creates New Application Spaces

The convergence of photonics with traditional electronics presents transformative opportunities for green laser modules. Integrated photonic circuits increasingly incorporate visible wavelength lasers for optical interconnects, with green lasers offering optimal performance in silicon nitride waveguides. Additionally, the augmented reality sector demands compact green lasers for waveguide-based displays, with microdisplay applications requiring sub-5mW modules featuring exceptional beam quality (M² <1.1). These emerging applications could drive demand for over 50 million miniature green laser modules annually by 2027.

Scientific Research Applications Offer High-Value Growth

Advanced research instrumentation continues to push the boundaries of green laser module performance. Quantum computing systems require ultra-stable 532nm lasers with linewidths below 1MHz for ion trapping applications, while holographic optical tweezers benefit from modules offering precise power modulation at kHz frequencies. The global scientific instrumentation market, valued at approximately $8 billion, represents a high-margin segment willing to pay premium prices for specialized performance characteristics unavailable in commercial-grade laser modules.

➤ Recent advancements in frequency-doubled OPSL (Optically Pumped Semiconductor Laser) technology enable multi-watt green output with exceptional beam quality, opening new possibilities in scientific and industrial applications.

MARKET CHALLENGES

Intense Competition from Established Infrared Solutions

Green laser modules face entrenched competition from mature infrared laser technologies that benefit from decades of development and cost optimization. Many industrial applications continue to utilize IR lasers with phosphor conversion for visible alignment, despite inferior beam quality, because of their significantly lower cost per watt (typically 30-40% less than direct green solutions). This price sensitivity proves particularly challenging in high-volume manufacturing applications where laser component costs are scrutinized against tight production budgets.

Technology Commoditization Pressures Margins

The proliferation of Chinese manufacturers offering low-cost green laser modules has intensified price competition in the broader market. Standard 50mW pointer-style modules now retail for under $20 in volume quantities, representing an 80% price decline over the past decade. While specialty applications maintain healthier margins, volume-driven segments face continuous pressure to reduce costs while maintaining performance specifications. This dynamic creates challenging conditions for R&D-intensive manufacturers attempting to recoup development investments.

Additional Challenges

Technical Workforce Shortage The photonics industry consistently reports difficulties finding qualified optical engineers, with the talent gap estimated at 15-20% of current demand. Training programs struggle to keep pace with rapidly evolving laser technologies.

Counterfeit Components The market faces growing issues with substandard laser diodes being remarketed as premium components, creating quality control challenges and potential safety hazards in critical applications.

GREEN LASER MODULES MARKET TRENDS

Expanding Industrial Applications Driving Market Growth

The global green laser modules market is experiencing steady growth, projected to reach $265 million by 2032 at a 4.0% CAGR, driven by increasing adoption across industrial calibration and precision measurement applications. These modules, typically operating at 532nm wavelength, offer superior visibility compared to red lasers, making them indispensable in alignment systems for manufacturing equipment. The automation industry's expansion, valued at over $200 billion globally, particularly benefits from green laser technology for tasks requiring micron-level precision. Furthermore, recent advancements in diode-pumped solid-state (DPSS) laser technology have enhanced module stability while reducing energy consumption by up to 30% compared to traditional designs.

Other Trends

Medical and Scientific Utilization

Healthcare applications are emerging as a significant growth segment, with green laser modules increasingly utilized in dermatology treatments and ophthalmic diagnostics. The medical laser market, growing at approximately 12% annually, incorporates these modules for procedures requiring precise tissue interaction without thermal damage. In scientific research, green lasers facilitate advanced spectroscopy techniques and particle imaging velocimetry systems. Recent developments in compact, fiber-coupled laser modules have expanded their use in portable medical devices and field research equipment.

Technological Advancements in Laser Performance

Manufacturers are focusing on improving beam quality and operational lifetime, with contemporary modules now achieving 10,000+ hours of continuous operation. The integration of advanced thermal management systems has reduced wavelength drift issues that previously affected performance in varying environmental conditions. Additionally, the miniaturization trend has yielded modules with footprints under 25mm³ while maintaining output powers up to 500mW, enabling integration into compact consumer electronics and wearable devices. Emerging applications in LiDAR systems for autonomous vehicles are further stimulating innovation in high-power green laser modules capable of operating in demanding environmental conditions.

COMPETITIVE LANDSCAPE

Key Industry Players

Growing Demand for Industrial and Medical Applications Drives Strategic Investments

The global green laser modules market is characterized by moderate consolidation, with established players dominating high-value applications while niche specialists cater to emerging segments. Lumentum Holdings Inc. leads the market with a 22% revenue share (2024), owing to its vertically integrated manufacturing and strong relationships with industrial automation clients in North America and Europe.

Coherent Corp. and Hamamatsu Photonics collectively account for approximately 30% of the market. Their leadership stems from decades of experience in photonics engineering and successful commercialization of wavelength-stabilized modules for medical devices. Both companies are aggressively expanding production capacity to meet the 7% annual growth in surgical laser demand.

Market participants are actively pursuing three strategic priorities: miniaturization for portable devices, power efficiency improvements to comply with energy regulations, and enhanced thermal management for demanding industrial environments. Recent breakthroughs in direct green diode technology are reshaping R&D roadmaps across the sector.

List of Key Green Laser Module Manufacturers

Lumentum Holdings Inc. (U.S.)

Coherent Corp. (U.S.)

Hamamatsu Photonics K.K. (Japan)

OSRAM Licht AG (Germany)

IPG Photonics Corporation (U.S.)

Lasertel, Inc. (U.S.)

Changchun New Industries Optoelectronics Tech. Co. (China)

CNI Laser (China)

Optoelectronics Co., Ltd. (Japan)

The evolving competitive dynamics are creating opportunities for specialized suppliers. Chinese manufacturers like CNI Laser are gaining traction in mid-power segments (100-500mW) through aggressive pricing strategies, while European firms maintain leadership in high-precision applications requiring sub-0.1nm wavelength stability.

Strategic partnerships are accelerating innovation cycles. Notably, Coherent's 2023 collaboration with a leading medical device OEM has yielded novel hermetic packaging solutions that extend module lifetimes in humid environments by 40%. Similar technology transfer agreements are becoming common as end-users demand application-specific optimizations.

By Type

DPSS Green Laser Modules Segment Leads Due to High Efficiency in Medical and Industrial Applications

The market is segmented based on type into:

DPSS (Diode-Pumped Solid-State) Green Laser Modules

Direct Green Laser Diodes

Fiber-Coupled Green Laser Modules

Others (including frequency-doubled lasers)

By Application

Industrial Calibration Segment Holds Major Share Due to Precision Alignment and Measurement Needs

The market is segmented based on application into:

Industrial calibration and alignment

Medical and surgical applications

Scientific research and instrumentation

Defense and aerospace

Others (including entertainment and imaging)

By End User

Manufacturing Sector Dominates Due to Increased Automation and Quality Control Requirements

The market is segmented based on end user into:

Manufacturing industries

Healthcare & medical institutions

Research laboratories

Military & defense

Others (including entertainment and consumer electronics)

Regional Analysis: Green Laser Modules Market

North America The North American green laser modules market is characterized by strong demand from industries such as medical technology, industrial automation, and defense. The U.S. remains a dominant player due to substantial investments in R&D and advanced manufacturing infrastructure. Green lasers are increasingly utilized in medical procedures, including dermatology and ophthalmology, where precision and safety are paramount. Furthermore, automation-driven industries employ these modules for high-precision alignment and scanning tasks because of their superior visibility compared to red lasers. While the market is mature, stringent regulatory frameworks from agencies like the FDA ensure quality compliance but also slow down the approval cycles for new medical laser applications.

Europe Europe’s market benefits from strong adoption across scientific research and industrial automation, particularly in Germany and the UK. The EU’s regulatory emphasis on product safety and energy efficiency encourages manufacturers to innovate towards low-power, high-performance modules. Germany is a key hub for laser technology development, with research institutions and automotive manufacturers driving demand for laser-based industrial automation. However, economic stagnation in certain regions and cautious investment in new technologies may temper growth in the short term. Despite this, the region remains a crucial player in high-end applications such as LiDAR and biomedical imaging.

Asia-Pacific Asia-Pacific is the fastest-growing market for green laser modules, propelled by China’s thriving electronics and semiconductor industries. China leads in both production and consumption due to its extensive manufacturing ecosystem, though quality standardization remains inconsistent. India and Japan are emerging as strong secondary markets, particularly in consumer electronics and medical applications. Investments in laser-enabled projection systems for smartphones and augmented reality devices are accelerating demand. Nevertheless, pricing pressures from local manufacturers and competition from alternative technologies like blue lasers present hurdles for premium module suppliers aiming for wider adoption.

South America The South American market is relatively nascent but showing promise in industrial and medical applications. Brazil and Argentina are the primary contributors due to expanding infrastructure for laser machining and increasing healthcare modernization efforts. However, economic instability and currency volatility deter long-term investments in advanced laser technologies by both manufacturers and end-users. Green laser adoption is primarily driven by niche applications such as academic research and minor-scale automation rather than mass industrial use. Strengthening economic conditions and technological partnerships could enhance growth potential in the coming years.

Middle East & Africa This region is witnessing gradual growth owing to infrastructure development and expanding healthcare facilities. Gulf nations like the UAE and Saudi Arabia are investing in laser technologies for industrial automation and research applications, though the market is still in early stages. Limited local manufacturing capabilities mean most demand is met through imports, which restricts affordability and availability. Africa’s market remains largely untapped, with only South Africa showing moderate adoption in medical and mining sectors due to budget constraints. While growth is slow, governmental initiatives aimed at industrial diversification could create opportunities in the future.

Report Scope

This market research report provides a comprehensive analysis of the global and regional Green Laser Modules markets, covering the forecast period 2024–2032. It offers detailed insights into market dynamics, technological advancements, competitive landscape, and key trends shaping the industry.

Key focus areas of the report include:

Market Size & Forecast: Historical data and future projections for revenue, unit shipments, and market value across major regions and segments. The global Green Laser Modules market was valued at USD 202 million in 2024 and is projected to reach USD 265 million by 2032, growing at a CAGR of 4.0% during the forecast period.

Segmentation Analysis: Detailed breakdown by product type (DPSS, diode-pumped), wavelength (532nm, 520nm), application (industrial, medical, scientific), and end-user industry to identify high-growth segments and investment opportunities.

Regional Outlook: Insights into market performance across North America (U.S. market size estimated at USD XX million in 2024), Europe, Asia-Pacific (China projected to reach USD XX million), Latin America, and the Middle East & Africa, including country-level analysis where relevant.

Competitive Landscape: Profiles of leading market participants, including their product offerings, R&D focus, manufacturing capacity, pricing strategies, and recent developments such as mergers, acquisitions, and partnerships.

Technology Trends & Innovation: Assessment of emerging technologies, miniaturization trends, power efficiency improvements, and evolving industry standards in laser module design.

Market Drivers & Restraints: Evaluation of factors driving market growth (increasing automation, medical applications) along with challenges (high production costs, regulatory compliance).

Stakeholder Analysis: Insights for component suppliers, OEMs, system integrators, investors, and policymakers regarding the evolving ecosystem and strategic opportunities in precision laser applications.

Primary and secondary research methods are employed, including interviews with industry experts, data from verified sources, and real-time market intelligence to ensure the accuracy and reliability of the insights presented.

FREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS:

What is the current market size of Global Green Laser Modules Market?

-> Green Laser Modules Market size was valued at US$ 394.6 million in 2024 and is projected to reach US$ 687.3 million by 2032, at a CAGR of 8.2% during the forecast period 2025-2032.

Which key companies operate in Global Green Laser Modules Market?

-> Key players include Coherent, Laser Components, CNI Laser, Thorlabs, Oxxius, and Opto Engine, among others.

What are the key growth drivers?

-> Key growth drivers include increasing automation in manufacturing, medical laser applications, and demand for precision measurement tools.

Which region dominates the market?

-> Asia-Pacific is the fastest-growing region, while North America currently holds the largest market share.

What are the emerging trends?

-> Emerging trends include miniaturization of laser modules, higher power efficiency, and integration with IoT-enabled devices.

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