#lollipop module

[miku-module-showdown]

Lollipop (left) VS Dark Angel (right)

[sparkys-voca-corner]

silver vermilion x lollipop

[tea-stylus]

Miss Miku! featuring her lollipop module from Project Diva X 🍭

[womanofwords]

Voice Changer

Villain grinned at the captive she'd taken. Admittedly, she'd been trying to get to Hero, but Scientist was still a pretty good score. Scientist was useful and respected, and she should be able to put them to work on something she can use to dominate the world! "So," Villain said, "ready to have your intellect used for evil, Scientist?"

"You're going to regret doing this," Scientist said.

"HA! I highly doubt that!" Villain laughed. She had been working hard on that laugh. "All you heroes spew the same four lines, and they're always wrong! Besides, why would anybody regret being truly in charge of the entire world?"

"That's not what I'm talking about," Scientist said. "I mean the part where you're kidnapping me and stuff. You're going to fail miserably and in spectacular fashion."

"Silence! I'm evil and you work for me now!" Villain grabbed the nearest thing to her to threaten Scientist with, but the closest thing she had was a letter opener. Still sharp, though. "Or you'll get cut with this! You'll never be able to face a mirror ever again once I'm done with you!"

Scientist's eyes grew wide with terror. Good; she'd struck fear into them. "OK. I'll do as you ask. Please don't hurt me!"

Villain smirked. "Good. Now, I have a voice changer I need you to repair. Currently, it won't let me say anything at all and completely mutes me."

"What voice do you want? And why do you want to change your voice at all?"

Villain groaned, rolling her eyes. "Can't you hear me, you little weasel? My real voice is too high-pitched for anybody to take seriously. That's why I want you to fix my voice changer."

"OK." Scientist smiled.

"There's a good little nerd." Villain tossed the voice changer at Scientist. "Have fun fixing it up! I'm going to be unforgettable while making my demands of the world!"

"I certainly will," Scientist muttered.

(PAUSE)

Scientist handed over the voice changer to Villain, looking down at the floor. "There's a good little scientist, listening to me so well," Villain mocked. "My demands will be happening in a few minutes, and I can't have you making noise in the background."

"OK. I'll make myself scarce," Scientist said.

"I've got a much better solution," Villain remarked, approaching Scientist with chains.

"You don't need to do this! I said I'd make myself scarce!"

"A good villain is prepared for anything, including runaway hostages," Villain said, as she pounced on her captive. Scientist was taller than Villain, but not stronger, and Villain overpowered them and wrapped their body in chains.

Villain smoothed out her clothes and wiped her face before her big appearance. She had to be looking perfect for her big day terrifying the idiotic little heroes. She put on her voice changer, turned on her camera and began to talk.

"Greetings, future subjects!" she laughed. "Meet your future leader, Villain! As you can see with your feeble eyes, I have already captured Scientist and he is right over - what?"

Scientist was gone. The chains were left behind in a coiled heap. An emergency parachute that she kept on hand was also missing. "HOW DID THEY ESCAPE FROM THAT?!" Her eye began to twitch, and she got back to talking. "Never mind. I got everything I need from him anyway. Now, onto my demands. I will need millions of dollars into the bank account I have set up for this very occasion, or - DAMMIT!"

The voice changer Scientist had 'fixed' was nowhere near as fixed as they said, much to Villain's humiliation. Villain hadn't noticed until it was too late, but the voice modulator had made her voice even more high-pitched than it was normally. It sounded like the safety of the world was being threatened by the leader of the Lollipop Guild!

"What the hell? What's happening to my voice changer?" Her voice, normally only slightly high-pitched, now sounded like she'd inhaled helium before filming herself. "No, no, no! This can't be happening right now! I'm supposed to be plotting world takeover! OK, I'll kidnap a different scientist and get them to fix the voice changer. Hopefully nobody has seen this . . . embarrassing failure." She went to turn off the camera, only to notice a little indicator that made her heart fall out of her behind.

She was recording live.

And she had over 500,000 viewers.

Villain groaned as the mocking comments came flooding in. She was going to be the laughingstock of the villain community.

Supervillain was never going to let her hear the end of this once he found out.

[ask-lollipop-miku]

~ PINNED ~

Yay hello everyone!! :D I'm Lollipop! Call me Lolli for short!!! I'm March Hare's best buddy and illusion maker!! Some of the other miku modules were in here so I came here also! :D Let's play and have fun together with my stuffed rabbit and March Hare!

[CREATOR'S MESSAGE: Hi everyone! I'm @lollipop-usagi ! The creator of this blog! It was gonna be my first blog on tumblr but never got to be one and was alone for a whole damn year or more until today! I explored so many ask blogs that I decided to get rid of the old user and change it to an ask blog! Now, please have fun interacting with this blog! Be nice! No NSFW allowed!]

[thrushforreal]

A new crime lord called the Red Hood has been taking up a lot of Batmans time. He's got the Bat running all over the city and still somehow finds time to mess with Robin as well. It must have gotten too much for Bruce to handle because the twins find themselves standing at the door of Wayne Manor.

After Jack and Dana's deaths, Tim had tried to bring back good old Uncle Eddie. He didn't last long, Bruces paranoia, causing him to check up on the two constantly. Worried that the Red Hood had somehow found them.

Suffice to say that not long after the two of them found themselves in Bruce Wayne's custody with permanent rooms in the family wing. But Bruce was still concerned with the Hoods fixation on Robin, which brings them to now.

"I'm really fine, Bruce," Tim grumbled, kicking one of the suitcases next to him. "I don't need to go to the tower. You don't need to bench me!"

Bruce just let out a hn in response and put the suitcase he had Tim pack in the back of Dicks car. "It's for your safety," he said, closing the trunk with a huff. "Just until we catch the Red Hood." Tim wasn't happy with this response at all.

"Why doesn't Trace have to go?"

"Maybe because I don't have a murderer after me?" Trace snarked from where they stood in the doorway of Wayne Manor. "Besides, you get to see the others, so which of us really has the worst of it here?"

Tim didn't reply to that. He just walked up to her, gave her a hug, and went back to the car. Only then did he say something, "I guess you're right, I did get the better end of the stick."

Dick and Tim got in the car and drove away. It would have been faster to use the Zeta in the Batcave, but Bat paranoia strikes again. So Bruce is having Dick drive Tim to a Zeta further away to use.

~a week later~

"There you go, all bandaged up!" Thrush exclaimed as they put a Green Arrow bandaid over the standard field bandages dressing the wound of the child in front of them. It was nasty, but at least it was only caused by a fall and not something more dangerous. "That wasn't so bad now, was it?" they asked the kid, pulling a handful of lollipops from their belt for him to choose from.

The kid let out a little giggle and shook his head as he studied the options in front of him as serious as if it was a test. As they sat there a thud sounded behind them, Thrush not startling only from their training. But that did remind them of somethings.

One, they are a bat, well bird, but the same thing. Two, they are in Crime Alley right now. Thrush never really realized how much of the area they patrolled dipped into what is now classified as Hood territory. And Three, the child in front of them was not scared in the slightest. Something they know is not something Batman can do.

"Where is he?" The mechanical voice growled behind them, only after the kid took his pick of lollipop and scampered off.

"Can't say Hood." Thrush replied, hands up in the air as she turned around, her own voice modulated by the device in her bandana over her mouth. "You don't exactly have good intentions, do you?"

He stalked closer, "I don't need good intentions. For him or you, you're on my terf, by the way."

"Some would say it's mine."

"They would be wrong, now where is he."

"Don't worry, Robins safe." Thrush said, putting their hands down. It was an interrogation. Intimidating, yes, but he knew if he wanted information, he could hurt them. "Somewhere that's not here, at least." As they finished their sentence, they grabbed their grapple and shot it, swinging away from the angry yells of the Red Hood.

"Guy needs to get a different hobby," they mumbled to themself. "Obsessing over a teenage boy is not a good look."

~ with Tim 2 days later ~

Tim loved his friends, he did really. But sometimes he just needs some peace and quiet. Time to himself. And here he found himself, practically middle of the night, sitting in the kitchen area.

The light overhead was barely enough to see the computer in front of him. He was planning on working on cases that he hadn't had time to yet since he'd left Gotham. But with quiet came thoughts, and not the thoughts he wanted.

His strayed to the conversation he had with Trace a couple of days ago.

"The Red Hood did what?" Tim said, his surprise carrying in his voice.

"He's cornered Nightwing and I like three times trying to figure out where you are!" Trace laughed over the phone, rummaging with something on their end of the line. "He even got Bats one time. After their talk though, it seems he'd had enough and hasn't been out in a while. Probably thinking up a new strategy to get information."

Tim hummed, "Well, we don't know that for sure, but one can hope."

Their conversation didn't last long after that, delving into mundane topics until Trace had to hang up to help Alfred with something. But Tim can't stop thinking about the Hood. Why would he just disappear like that?

He didn't think on it long as his coffee ran out. He sighed and got up to make a new pot. Tim leaned tiredly against the counter as it brewed, he drinks more coffee lately than ever. Sure, a cup here or there, but with his workload as Robin Tim has found himself downing whole pots one after the other.

When the pot was done Tim grabbed it and returned to his seat at the table. As he sat down, a chill ran down his spine. Something was wrong. The lights flickered above. That shouldn't happen, not here, not with their funding. "Kon?" Tims called out, voice shaky.

"Sorry little birdie," said a voice from the darkness, mechanical. "Not Kon."

'Not Kon.'

~ Trace a couple hours before ~

The streets of Crime Alley are still void of the Red Hood. Thrush flitted from one rooftop to the other, searching alleyways. Some working girls, on a corner. 'Perfect' They thought, swooping down gently behind them. "Ladies." They called out, startling them a little.

Before they could speak though Thrush started again. "Sorry, I don't have much time. Have you seen the Hood lately?"

"Hood?"

"He hasn't been around for a good couple of days, spread word about how he was off to see a birdie and he'd be back soon."

"Shit." Thrush was already off before the ladies could say anything else, hand reaching up to her comm. "Oracle," She said. "Oracle, I think I know where the Red Hood is."

~ Titans Tower ~

A finger dragged along the wall, leaving a long red streak behind. Footsteps echoed in the hall, followed by the beeping of a keypad and the shutting of a door. All that was left was a soft, gurgling sound in the living room. Not 5 minutes later, running sounded from somewhere else in the tower, yelling coming not long after. As it got closer, it became clearer

"-m! -im! Tim! TIM!" Nightwing dropped to Tims side at where he laid on the living room ground. On the wall written in tims own blood were the words:

Jason Todd Was Here

[dhimangroup]

How Can Flat Lollipop Machines Be Customized for Different Types of Lollipops?

Customization in lollipop-making machines allows manufacturers to create unique, eye-catching, and diverse products that cater to changing consumer preferences. In today’s highly competitive candy market, flexibility in production is essential. Whether it’s flavors, shapes, sizes, or packaging, customized lollipop machines enable brands to stand out while maintaining efficiency.

Imagine walking into a candy store filled with vibrant, creatively shaped lollipops—each designed to grab your attention. Behind the scenes, advanced flat lollipop machines make this variety possible. These machines aren’t just tools; they’re the heart of modern candy production, allowing manufacturers to push the boundaries of innovation and creativity.

In this guide, we’ll explore how lollipop-making machines can be customized to create different kinds of lollipops.

1. Flavor Customization: Creating Unique Taste Combinations

One of the most exciting aspects of lollipop production is flavor innovation. Today’s machines allow manufacturers to blend, layer, and infuse flavors for a truly unique experience.

✅ How Customization Works:

✔ Multi-Reservoir Systems – Some machines feature multiple syrup reservoirs, allowing operators to blend different flavors during production. Example: A strawberry-mint fusion or a dual-flavored swirl. ✔ Precise Injection Mechanisms – Advanced systems ensure even distribution of flavors, so every bite delivers a consistent, delicious taste. ✔ Layered Flavor Technology – Machines can inject liquid centers or create dual-layered lollipops for complex flavor experiences.

🔹 Best for: Fruity lollipops, chocolate-filled hard candies, or gourmet flavor blends.

2. Color Customization: Eye-Catching Candy Designs

A lollipop’s color is often its most attractive feature. Customizable color systems allow manufacturers to create vibrant, multi-toned, or seasonal shades with ease.

✅ How Customization Works:

✔ Color Mixing Modules – Machines can precisely mix food-grade dyes to achieve custom hues for special editions. Example: Bright orange for Halloween or pastel colors for spring collections. ✔ Temperature Control for Even Coloring – Maintaining the right temperature ensures smooth color integration and prevents dull or uneven tones.

🔹 Best for: Holiday-themed candies, neon-colored lollipops, and swirl designs.

3. Shape Customization: Beyond the Traditional Round Lollipop

Shapes make lollipops more than just sweets—they turn them into experiential treats. With interchangeable molds, manufacturers can create custom designs that align with seasonal themes or brand identity.

✅ How Customization Works:

✔ Interchangeable Molds – Switch between different shapes like hearts, stars, animals, and company logos with quick-change mold systems. ✔ Automated Precision Molding – Ensures every lollipop is perfectly shaped, improving consistency and reducing production waste.

🔹 Best for: Valentine’s Day heart-shaped lollipops, Christmas tree designs, or branded promotional lollipops.

4. Size Customization: Catering to Different Market Segments

Not all lollipops need to be the same size. Flat lollipop machines with adjustable settings allow manufacturers to produce different sizes for various target audiences.

✅ How Customization Works:

✔ Scalable Production Settings – Adjust mold dimensions and syrup quantities to create mini-lollipops for kids or oversized novelty lollipops for specialty markets. ✔ Batch Flexibility – Machines can adapt to small-batch limited editions or large-scale commercial runs.

🔹 Best for: Novelty markets, bulk candy assortments, or portion-controlled lollipops for health-conscious consumers.

5. Ingredient Customization: Meeting Dietary & Health Trends

Today’s consumers care about what they eat. Custom lollipop machines allow manufacturers to cater to dietary preferences with health-conscious formulations.

✅ How Customization Works:

✔ Additive Integration – Machines can add vitamins, probiotics, or energy-boosting ingredients to cater to the functional food trend. ✔ Allergen-Free & Organic Production – Machines can be customized to process gluten-free, dairy-free, or organic ingredients, helping brands meet niche market demands.

🔹 Best for: Vitamin-infused lollipops, sugar-free alternatives, and functional candy products.

6. Packaging Customization: Boosting Brand Appeal

Packaging is just as important as the candy itself. Many modern lollipop machines integrate automated packaging solutions that allow brands to personalize their product presentation.

✅ How Customization Works:

✔ Personalized Wrappers – Custom printing options allow brands to quickly update designs for seasonal or promotional packaging. ✔ Eco-Friendly Packaging – Many machines now support biodegradable or compostable wrappers, aligning with sustainable packaging trends. ✔ Real-Time Label Updates – Machines can adjust wrapper designs on the go, making it easy to create limited-edition or special promo products.

🔹 Best for: Holiday-themed packaging, promotional giveaways, and branded lollipops.

Why Customization in Lollipop Machines Matters

The candy industry is evolving, and manufacturers who embrace customization gain a competitive advantage. With tailored lollipop-making machines, businesses can:

✔ Introduce new flavors and color combinations to attract diverse consumers. ✔ Adapt quickly to seasonal trends and promotional opportunities. ✔ Cater to health-conscious and specialty markets with functional ingredients. ✔ Differentiate their brand with custom shapes, sizes, and packaging.

Customization isn’t just about following trends—it’s about leading the industry with innovation.

Partner with DhimanGroup for Customized Lollipop Machines

At DhimanGroup, we specialize in high-performance lollipop-making machines with advanced customization features. Whether you want to create unique flavors, eye-catching colors, or tailor-made packaging, our state-of-the-art equipment makes it possible.

📞 Contact us today to explore how we can help bring your candy vision to life!

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[projectdivaxprecureblog]

Best Miku module alongside with Lollipop. Change my mind if you daré 😈

LOL -Lots Of Laugh-

Hatsune Miku

March Hare

[miku-module-showdown]

Lollipop VS Angel

[musesofthemoon]

At least Idia didn't seem too upset about the wait as he floats out into the hall, ready to get going. But when the topic of his module is brought up, he perks up a bit. He'd put it in the night before, not exactly knowing what he'd use it for, but listening anyway because there was no reason not to put it in. The only reason he usually kept it off was because it was a slot of equipment he could use for something else that would benefit him more in the long run. But it wasn't like he'd need all his gear on a daily outing...

Especially where sweets were involved, since he'd grown to like them the few times he ate them.

"Not like I mind a chance to try something new, do they have those little lollipops that are cake instead of candy there?" Ortho asks, already full of expectation for it. Sure, he could look up the menu in advance, but where was the fun in that? This was meant to be an adventure, right? So, since he'd be concerned if Idia hadn't looked the place up before they left to find the location, he keeps himself in the dark on purpose.

There's always interesting sights around Sage's Island, and the humanoid can't help but wonder what they'll find today. And that sort of energy seems to come out in the way he holds himself, how even while he's already off the ground, his arms flap this way and that.

@musesofthemoon [ INPUT > CONTINUE ]

"hey, 's no p-prob." idia shrugs, trying for nonchalance; his success is debatable. he's never been a great actor, and being out in this hallway is already stirring some degree of tense vigilance in him.

the dormitory is easy mode level one. most ignihyde students keep to themselves, so there's hardly any random encounters out here. the RNG favors him in here, but not the rest of Night Raven nor Craneport or anywhere on Sage's Island. as such, idia's spent the morning kitting himself out for this afternoon dungeon run. casual hoodie, t-shirt, sweatpants and sneakers? ups stealth by at least 56 points. his faithful custom build tablet is a perfect shield in social situations and the hub for the main quest. he's always eyeing hiding spots, so that's good. worst case, he can shrink down to duck behind ortho.

speaking of which, now that his VIP party member's here, he's locked himself into the queue. dedicated. whew. okay. don't back out of offering the side quest... he hopes it's going to make ortho even happier. idia pockets his hands, offering a small smile.

"hope you got your oral-intake-module hooked up like i asked, 'cuz i was thinkin' we could try to farm the new pokéstop near one of the, uh, cafés. if that s-sounds fine."

[angelatsumu]

i’m not gonna ask u to talk about kyoutani bc that’s our special little au BUT you should totally talk about firefighter!kuroo bc i think he’d be a total shithead <3

my beloved luna i love you !!! <33

Firefighter!Kuroo is an absolute menace and i hate his dorky ass. He's the type to be a rescue!guy! Rescues are pretty close to squads and they are the apparatus that have the most specialty to them, so water rescues, heavy machine rescues, complex and long fire scenes, stuff where specialties are really at play.

Rescue!Kuroo is the most outwardly cocky person on his shift, and the only thing that makes it excusable is that he really knows his way around a complex technical rescue. He'll let the compliment go to his dorky little head, though. Don't feed his ego.

Rescue!Kuroo is the most menacing at his station because he will literally never stop being a squirrel (someone who's call seeking, always looking to go to the cool calls). His captain is constantly reminding him to relax and shut the fuck up about how "it doesn't take brute to save a life, it takes brains" like literally no one cares.

Rescue!Kuroo gets the most upset when someone says "cancel the squad" as a joke because he feels entitled to the same awesome glory the engine guys and truckie guys get (little does he know, truckies are also smart)

Rescue!Kuroo's specialty is vehicle rescue on commercial vehicles like buses. He initally got into it as a joke mostly, saying it would be hilarious to take a class he'd seldom used, but now he simply will never stop talking to his spouse about how complex and dangerous bus extrications are.

Rescue!Kuroo once got so upset about being cancelled on a call that he filled every single truckie's fire boots with DumDum lollipops in the middle of the night so that when they needed to put them on, all they felt was lollipops; he was written up for this haha

Rescue!Kuroo sends you wholesome selfies of him doing cool squad shit throughout the day, knowing you'll smile to yourself at the sweet pictures before bed.

Rescue!Kuroo loves to explain to you his silly little rescue knowledge. What he loves more than doing that is explaining it to you while he's got his middle finger and ring finger knuckles deep inside you. He never loses eye contact with you as he curls them against your sweet spot, shit-eating grin when he feels you clenching around him at his cocky attitude. "Have ya even been listenin', pretty baby?" you nod sheepishly, whimpering getting louder as you reach your high. "oh yeah, then tell me all about what Rescue 42s do," he teases, and if you can't answer his questions he's ruining your orgasm. Needless to say, you've been trained to pickup on key phrases while he's making you come undone.

Rescue!Kuroo likes for you to cockwarm him while he practices his knots and goes over his training modules. It starts off innocent, him just enjoying the warmth of your cunt around his semi-hard cock. Then, being the brat you are, you're slyly grinding your hips against him until he chokes out a groan. He harshly thrusts up into you as a warning, but when you take no heed, he has you bent over his desk, cock bullying into your dripping heat as you grip the edge for dear life. "Such a distracting little slut, aren't you," he chuckles, hand cracking down on your ass hard enough to leave a handprint in its wake.

Rescue!Kuroo is an exhibitionist. There's nothing in the world he enjoys more than making you wear a bluetooth vibrator to his annual Department Christmas Party. As you make your rounds with hims, you'd grip his bicep for dear life as the low-level vibrations rippled through you. Your slick pooled in your pants with every flick of his thumb on the remote, and his cock twitched against the tightness of his pants. Every time a male coworker enveloped you into conversation, he'd dial up the vibrations enough to have you stuttering through your sentences, clinging to him as if you might faint. "careful darling, we still have a few hours to go," he'd remind you teasingly. As the male coworker stepped away (and he could tell you were on the edge of release), the vibrations would decrease in intensity, ruining whatever bliss you'd mustered. When he's finished toying with you, he's ushering you to the bathroom to bend you over the sink, forcing you to fuck yourself on his cock as he toyed skillfully with your clit. When your walls finally squeezed and creamed around him, he rewarded you with his warm cum, fucking it back into you until you bucked against him in overstimulation.

[sinnerdolly]

Mikey Headcanon

I know Mikey jealous is hot. But, when i'm not horny, i imagine he would do something like this...

English isn't my mother language so, if you see any error, you're welcome to correct me.

A guy comes near to you, he smiles offering you a lollipop, saying compliments about how beautiful you were.

Your eyes turn to Mikey, who was talking with Draken. He looked at you, analysing the situation, then he made you a sign, showing you two fingers, pointing the lollipop with the other hand. “Ask for two” he modulated with his mouth.

“So cute, thank you. Could you give me two?” you smiled with innocence to the boy.

“Sure, doll”.

You saw Mikey jumping in the distance, celebrating the victory.

[vampcubus]

𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐔 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐌.𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

:ఌ¨ ♱︎ 𝐊𝐄𝐘 : fluff — 💕 angst — 🗡 smut — 🖤

❥ 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒

— honey-sweet 🖤

— bunny season : bunny!izuku 🖤

— childish 🗡️

— safe with me : yandere!izuku 💕

— cough : hanahaki au 🗡️

— into the garden 💕

bunny!izuku x wolf!reader, shapeshifter/hybrid au

— too short : tall!reader 💕🗡️

— bet 🖤

— murmur 💕

blind!izuku x princess!reader, fantasy/medieval au

— insatiable : bunny!izuku 🖤

— do you love me? : yandere!izuku 🖤

— brat 🖤

— castle 🖤

— follow my lead 🖤

— hold this 💕

— sleepless 💕

— risk 🖤

— kissin’ in the rain 💕🖤

— exposed 🖤

— honey! honey! : tiny!izuku 💕

— pillow prince : fantasy au 🖤

❥ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

— izuku with a tactile s/o hcs 💕

— android!izuku first cuddle hcs 💕

❥ 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐒 & 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒

— snowball surprise attack 💕

— tall!reader teasing izuku 💕

— soft overstimulation with izuku 🖤

— pegging with izuku 🖤

— izuku sits on your face 🖤

— izuku in bunny lingerie🖤

— ice play with izuku 🖤

— wax play with izuku🖤

— nibbling on izuku’s ears 🖤

— thigh-riding izuku 🖤  

— sleepy makeout sesh with izuku 💕

— just a bite : naga!izuku 🖤

— carrying around bunny izuku  💕

— teasing izuku with a lollipop 🖤

— licking ice cream off of izuku 🖤

— izuku licking ice cream off of you 🖤

— male lactation with izuku 🖤

— praising izuku’s other freckles 🖤

— making out with a vocal izuku🖤

— cursed lowstick dick deku smut (i blame u all) 🖤

— fem!izuku thirst 🖤

— a secret kiss with android izuku 💕

— android izuku and praise 💕

— soft android husband 💕

— more soft android izuku 💕

— broken android!izuku  🗡️💕

��� android izuku reblog (broken voice modulator) 💕

— fizzing lube thirst 🖤

— android izuku with PTSD 🗡️

— android izuku referring to you as his wife to others 💕

— android izuku touching himself for you

— android izuku with an insecure reader 💕

— being rescued by a protective android Izuku 💕

— house husband android izuku 💕🖤

— hugging android izuku for the first time 💕

— finding android izuku’s blueprints 🖤

— riding android izuku 🖤

— merman izuku meeting a human with gills 💕

— android izuku with separation anxiety 💕

— getting a massage from android!izuku 💕

— can android izuku cry? 🗡️  

— refusing to replace android izuku 💕

[dhimangroup]

From Raw Ingredients to Finished Lollipops: How Lollipop Making Machines Simplify the Production Process

For candy manufacturers, the journey from raw ingredients to finished lollipops is a complex and intricate process. However, thanks to the marvels of modern technology, lollipop making machines have revolutionized candy production, making it more efficient and streamlined than ever before. Want to know more intriguing facts about these wonder candy machines? Continue your pursuit of knowledge and let DhimanGroup enlighten you with valuable insights. 

The Art of Candy Making

Candy making is truly an art form that has been perfected over centuries. It begins with the careful selection of high-quality ingredients, such as sugar, flavorings, and colorants. These ingredients are mixed and heated to precise temperatures to create a sweet, molten concoction that forms the base of all candy, including lollipops.

Ingredient Mixing and Cooking

Lollipop making machines by DhimanGroup take center stage during the mixing and cooking stage of candy production. They are equipped with precisely calibrated stirrers and heaters that ensure uniform blending and cooking of the candy mixture. This consistency is critical for achieving the desired taste and texture of lollipops.

Shaping and Forming

Once the candy mixture reaches the perfect consistency, it is time to give it the iconic lollipop shape. Lollipop making machines use specialized molds and forming mechanisms to create uniform lollipop shapes, whether they are round, heart-shaped, or novelty designs. This step requires precision and speed to maintain product quality and efficiency.

Inserting Sticks

No lollipop is complete without its signature stick. Lollipop machines seamlessly insert sticks into each freshly formed candy. This process requires careful coordination to ensure that each stick is centered and securely embedded in the candy, preventing any mishaps during packaging and consumption.

Cooling and Hardening

After shaping and stick insertion, the lollipops need time to cool and harden. Lollipop machines have temperature-controlled cooling chambers where the candy can set without losing its shape. This step is crucial for ensuring that the lollipops have the right texture and consistency.

Wrapping and Packaging

Once the lollipops have cooled and hardened, they are ready for wrapping and packaging. Lollipop machines can be equipped with wrapping and packaging modules that automate this process, reducing the need for manual labor. Automated packaging not only speeds up production but also ensures the hygienic and attractive presentation of the final product.

Quality Control

Throughout the entire production process, lollipop machines incorporate quality control measures. Sensors and cameras monitor the size, shape, and appearance of the lollipops, rejecting any that do not meet the set standards. This ensures that only the highest-quality lollipops make it to the market.

Conclusion

Lollipop making machines from DhimanGroup have undoubtedly simplified the production process for candy manufacturers. From precise ingredient mixing to shaping, stick insertion, cooling, wrapping, and quality control, these machines play a pivotal role in the creation of delightful lollipops enjoyed by people of all ages. As technology continues to advance, we can only imagine how these machines will further enhance the candy-making industry, delivering sweet delights to consumers around the world. The journey from raw ingredients to finished lollipops has never been sweeter or more efficient, thanks to the incredible innovations in candy manufacturing.

Source: Medium.com

[loltus]

jjk university au

check out my jobs au for more context! link here

tw: drugs, alcohol, mental health

yuuji and inumaki run track together! sometimes these are morning runs (depends on yuji’s sleep schedule). they run and chat and race. afterwards they get onigiris and lollipops. 

inumaki and megumi have psych lectures together. megumi’s specialty/the module he does best on is drugs, brain, and behaviour and inumaki’s best module is biopsych of mental health. they study together in the library and/or in their rooms (dorms if ur american), usually inumaki goes to megumi’s room. 

megumi, yuuji, and nobara play video games together in their rooms! 

gojo’s a fancy physics phd student, his phd is funded but his family is actually quite wealthy. he lets yuuji, megumi, and nobara use his games room for their game nights sometimes 

yuuji’s at university on a sports scholarship, and maki has an all-rounded excellence scholarship because she’s smart and sporty, girl’s got it all 

getou’s a history and archaeology phd student 

gojo and getou sit on the balcony/lean on window railings and smoke together, sometimes it’s just cigarettes and sometimes it’s weed. 

gojo and getou pour drinks together after a long day of reading through articles for their thesis/dissertation. gojo usually has a mixture of something fruity with vodka, getou usually whiskey (sometimes that whiskey is with coke) (coke like the drink) 

nobara and mai share communications and media lectures. mai scrolls through her phone the entire lecture 

yuuji and maki do boxing together!! yuuji is stronger but maki is faster (this is only in comparison to each other, compared to everyone else they’re both strong and fast lol) 

megumi 100% night owl, staying up finishing his essays 

sometimes yuuji bursts into megumi’s room in the morning when he’s literally been up all night. if megumi’s asleep he’ll be really irritated and throw a pillow in yuuji’s face. sometimes yuuji bursts in and megumi’s still writing, in this case he’ll throw a pen. 

nanami’s a linguistics and marketing phd student. that nice junction between psychology and business. he helps out as a TA during some of the psych language classes, and that’s how he knows megumi and inumaki 

nanami met yuuji at the gym a couple of times

yuuta’s a lit student but he’s taken a few classes in history, and getou’s a TA, so that’s how they met 

yuuta took a psych class to help him understand people better when he writes and understand his own lowkey depression better, he and megumi the fucking emo duo along w inumaki happened to sit together in lecture and got on really well

gojo held a party and told geotou to “invite everyone you know” so getou invited yuuta and said “invite anyone you know” etc etc now they’re all at a party together tada bffs found family 4ever

nobara met maki at the gym and instantly fell in love, they get boba together on the weekends and chat 

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Callisto (Arrival - Bit 1)

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And here we are back on our way out to Callisto with a bunch of grumpy Tracys, their Dad, their Uncle and a former enemy. It’s all sunshine and lollipops...not. :D But there is some great scenery :D

As always, many thanks to @tsarinatorment​ @scribbles97​ @janetm74​ and @onereyofstarlight​ You guys are absolutely amazing and so patient with my crazy. Bri, you are a great teacher for a dunderhead like me :D

Anyways, here we are back on board the Excel. I hope you enjoy. :D

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Part Three

Virgil ended up dosing Gordon as the aquanaut turned positively green after the second jump.

He dragged his brother to the infirmary and made him lie down for the rest of the ion pause. Gordon protested the anti-nausea injection, but Virgil wasn’t willing to risk airborne innards. He was barely holding it together himself.

John, surprisingly wasn’t much better. Not that the casual observer would be able to tell. His space brother was the master of self-control. But Virgil could see the tightness around his mouth, the slightly pale cast to his skin…he kept an eye on him.

By the third jump, Virgil was dosing himself with anti-nausea meds.

It was the oddest feeling. His body wanted to register it as a g-force, but it wasn’t quite the same. It hit his stomach and his head and it was like spinning in both directions at once.

Ergh, even thinking about it was nauseating.

John didn’t need any medication. Or so he claimed. As far as Virgil was concerned, it came damned close. He kept an eagle eye on his space brother anyway.

As for the rest of the crew...Scott and Alan didn’t appear to even notice the issue, their Dad grunted a little and Uncle Lee made several salty comments.

Michael just arched an eyebrow when Virgil queried him.

Before the fourth jump he forcibly dragged them all through the tiny sickbay, just in case.

The whining was extensive.

But this was new technology. A threat to call back to Grandma was all it took to shift both his father and Uncle Lee. Who could have known their uncle was mildly terrified of their grandmother.

His father was rather amused. The story behind that one was not fully divulged, but it lightened the atmosphere a little.

Michael worshipped Mrs Tracy, as he called her, and was out of his seat so fast, he created eddies in the artificial atmosphere.

Virgil was not going to question that one at all.

Ultimately, Virgil didn’t find anything wrong with any of his brothers or the others, but he did record all observations. Perhaps the reason could be found and negated sometime down the track.

In the meantime, Gordon and himself were suitably drugged up and Alan’s smart-ass comment on the matter stamped on by Scott.

Finally, thank god, they emerged from the fifth jump and Alan was able to shift to more familiar spaceflight permanently.

Beside Virgil, Gordon let out a relieved sigh.

The ship shuddered as the ion engines were once again engaged. Alan’s skill was ever so prominent and Virgil felt nothing but pride for his little brother. He must remember to mention it to the squirt later on.

John, still looking a little green, ran his fingers over his board and brought up their forward view on the main ‘projector.

“Well, I have to say that is quite a sight.” Dad’s voice was suitably awed.

Virgil’s jaw dropped.

Jupiter.

It was massive.

And far more impressive in person than through a telescope.

The huge gas giant was still distant, but the sun behind them lit it up in all its glory. Its brilliant swirls of colour were in such contrast to the black around it, it was like a hole in the fabric of space-time, a window to another dimension.

Its iconic red spot glared at them like an eye.

Virgil knew the planet well from both photographs and Five’s telescopes. Its colours were fascinating and inspirational. He’d done a few pours in acrylic to emulate the gaseous agitation with mixed results. One hung in John’s room, even. But nothing compared to this.

“That is one honkin’ great big ball o’ gas.”

Virgil flattened his gaze and glared at the back of Uncle Lee’s head. Beside him, Gordon snorted.

Typical.

On the hologram, labels suddenly appeared identifying each of the features in the space-scape. Ganymede coasted slowly on the left, Io was a tiny dot casting a shadow on Jupiter’s surface and an arrow pointed out where Europa was obscured by the giant planet.

Jupiter’s ring was located, along with several of its seventy-odd asteroid moon hoard.

A glance at John had Virgil smiling. The expression on his space brother’s face was a sight to behold. It was as if he had discovered the holy grail…which, considering the importance of the Jovian system, was a good analogy.

This was John paradise.

“Receiving recognition signal from Callisto.” His space brother’s expression shifted to one of quiet amusement as his fingers poked his console.

“How the hell did you get here so quick?!” The hologram that suddenly appeared in the middle of the cockpit was energetic to say the least. Graeme Walters was a bald, heavy-set man in his fifties. Fiery eyes set deeply below steel grey eyebrows were striking by themselves, but it was the extravagant moko that was the dominant feature of his expression. The black etched design on the entirety of the right side of his face spoke of his mother’s Maori ancestry.

Those dark eyes didn’t wait for an answer as they glanced around, only to fixate on Virgil’s father. “Jeff?”

“Hey, Gray. Long time, no see.”

The man stared for a long moment, lips pressing together. A drawn in breath. “Good to see you, Space Jockey.” The relieved smile that infused his face was a big one.

But it didn’t last long.

Scott spoke up. “Mr Walters, we are responding to your distress call. What is your situation?”

Dark eyes flickered to the commander, a frown forming between them. “Ju and Kate were exploring the caves beneath the Base. They extend for hundreds of kilometres in all directions. They took three staff and one of our spelunking crawlers towards the north. Kate is fascinated by the Asgard impact zone and in particular Burr crater. They had planned to be gone a week. We lost contact yesterday, only two days in.” A map appeared in the hologram. “We think they made it to Burr, but we are unsure as our sensors are swamped with interference.”

“Interference?” John sat up straighter. “Send me a radiological profile of the area.”

Walters blinked and gestured at something out of range. “It’s yours. Though I’m hoping that big fancy rocket you’re riding has more bang for its buck than our orbital.”

John’s voice was calm. “I can assure you, Mr Walters, we have plenty of bang.” His brother was intent on his console, frowning at whatever the Base commander had sent him.

“Good.” He turned back to Jeff. “Looking forward to a beer in your honour, Jeff. Park your rocket in orbit and I’ll see you down here asap.” A curl of his lips. “Watch the Jefferson. I’ve just had her waxed.” The hologram blinked out.

“The Jefferson?”

Nobody answered him and the cockpit was suddenly quiet.

Virgil wondered if it was pure accident his father didn’t know or if Scott and John had left the name out of the briefing on purpose. Hell, why hadn’t Uncle Lee told him? Perhaps they had meant to approach Dad later in private. Perhaps Virgil should have done that himself, but the rush to leave…

Damn.

The massive space hauler that had brought the Callisto mission to the moon had left Earth in 2056 a year after their father had gone missing.

Virgil sighed internally. ‘Gone missing’ was a euphemism for ‘died’ that they all used. They didn’t name spaceships after people they thought might be coming back.

“On approach.” Alan’s words snapped him out of his thoughts.

His little brother tweaked the view on the main projector.

Dad was tight-lipped as he stared up at the scene.

Jupiter still hung in the distance like a massive Christmas ornament, but its second largest moon was swelling in the foreground.

Callisto was a moon of rock and ice. Unlike her sister, Europa, the surface was not one continuous blanket of white. More a cratered wasteland, the moon’s ancient crust sparkled like it was dusted with glitter. As the Excel powered into orbit, that glittery surface turned its eye towards them.

And it was an eye. Not like the red spot that continued to stare at them from Jupiter, but a single massive crater outshining the millions of smaller ones, glaring up at them from the surface.

Words appeared on the display yet again. Valhalla.

“Wow. Something hit hard.” Gordon’s voice beside him was little more than a whisper.

The Excel swooped past and around the moon, turning away from Jupiter as she caught the curve of a new orbit. Virgil’s attention was focussed on Callisto, so he didn’t see the approach of the other ship at first.

“There she is.” Alan’s voice was awe itself. “The Jefferson Tracy.”

“You let them name a ship after me?”

Again that silence enveloped the cockpit.

Scott sighed. “It was a sign of respect, Dad.” His eyes were sad as he looked up at the display.

Jeff stared at the commander for a long moment. Scott simply stared back, the expression on his face enough to clench Virgil’s heart.

Uncle Lee was either oblivious or strategic in his words. “Jeff, she is a beauty. Just look at those engines. She hauled the entire base all the way out here and didn’t blink.” He grinned at the ship as she slowly floated past. There were enough similarities in design between the Jefferson and Thunderbird Two in the way the hauler carried chained ‘modules’ and sported a massive rocket on her backend for Virgil to admire. But she was many times the size of his ‘bird, had never seen planetfall and never would, having been built in space.

Zero X technology had been the next step in space exploration.

The Zero X had failed.

The Jefferson was the result. Alternate technology named after the man the original technology had taken.

Most of her modules were missing and no doubt deployed on the moon, but the hauler was still massive, her giant hull decked out in blue and silver.

A splash of red on her bow completed the illusion. While she was built more like a giant Thunderbird Two, she drew her paint job from a much smaller craft.

“Well, that looks familiar.” Gordon murmured beside Virgil.

He had to agree. Even the white lettering down the side of the huge craft that spelt out their father’s name was an echo of the Thunderbird lettering down One’s flank.

“Why?” Their father didn’t specify who he was addressing, but it wasn’t necessary.

Scott sat straighter in his seat. “As I said, they wanted to show their respect. I couldn’t see the harm. Tracy Industries was a major sponsor, after all.” And they had been hurting.

Bad.

Virgil remembered far too well. Scott had received the request after a long and hard day. He had been vulnerable and had sought out Virgil’s counsel.

It had been like declaring Dad dead and it had hurt so much. But the opportunity to see their father so recognised, so esteemed by the planet he had sacrificed himself for…in the end there had been no question of giving permission.

It was what their father would have wanted.

They hadn’t expected him to actually see the Jefferson Tracy.

Again Uncle Lee spoke up, this time his voice was unusually quiet. “Berry and Ju just wanted you to keep them safe, Jeff. You were our lucky charm, after all.”

Virgil’s father frowned at the engineer.

Jeff opened his mouth, but Alan cut him off. “Orbital stability achieved and locked in.”

The Jefferson passed them at a respectable distance on its own orbital trajectory and sailed off towards the moon’s curved horizon. Below them, another very large impact crater slowly rotated into view.

The word ‘Asgard’ appeared on the display.

Scott’s voice was sharp as he unstrapped himself. “That’s our target. John, what are the specifics?”

The astronaut turned his seat around to face them all. “The Base is contained within Doh crater, part of the Asgard complex.” An arrow appeared on the display pointing at a tiny shadow at the centre of the massive crater. “The docking facilities are large enough to support Thunderbird Three. Alan, I recommend a rear landing. Let’s not drill a hole in their hangar.”

“Well, yeah, derrr.”

Gordon piped up. “No, it’s D’oh, little bro.” The aquanaut grinned.

John did not roll his eyes. Not quite.

Virgil had no such control and just groaned.

“What? I’m right, aren’t I?”

“Gordon.” Scott’s voice was firm, but Virgil could see the slight crinkle around Scott’s eyes and appreciated Gordon’s effort to break up the atmosphere a little.

John ignored both of them. “Gravity is only 0.126g, even less than Earth’s Moon, so no stupid stunts.” Virgil wasn’t going to argue with the glare John sent in Scott’s direction, but when Uncle Lee picked up on it, the snort was a big one.

“It will be like being home on Alfie again.” The whack Lee planted on their father’s back was a solid one. “Hey, Space Jockey.”

The glare Dad shot at Uncle Lee was scathing. “Don’t you start.”

“Oh, it’s all coming back to me now.”

Virgil’s father grunted in disgust.

Uncle Lee only grinned more.

“We have a mission here, people.” Scott glared at all of them.

That shut up everyone and Virgil felt like throttling his brother. They were on pace. The break in tension was worth the moment.

Virgil straightened. “We have a number of pods available. I recommend a combination of all-terrain. We have the Dragonfly geared for low gravity environment, but it will depend on the size of these caves. John?”

“I’ve only just begun analysis, but as the Commander Walters said, Base sensors are badly compromised. I’ve tapped into the Jefferson with similar results. Using Thunderbird Five I hope to locate and negate the issue. Eos is working on it as we speak. My focus once the last communications buoy is connected, will be finding lifesigns and assistance with mapping the reported caves.”

“Thank you, John. Alan, you’re in Thunderbird Three. Virgil and Gordon, you’re with me. Dad-“

“I’m going down with you, Scott.”

“Me, too.” Uncle Lee was virtually bouncing in his seat.

Scott’s lips pressed together. “As I was saying, gear up and I’ll see you in Thunderbird Three.” The commander’s eyes flitted to Virgil ever so briefly, but the medic got the meaning immediately.

Medical supplies would be fully stocked.

Scott pushed off from his chair.

“Thunderbirds are go.”

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