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[akvisintelligenceresearch]

Global Rapeseed Oil Market Research Report 2023-2030

Rapeseed Oil Market Size Was Valued at USD 24,466.61 Million in 2023 and is Projected to Reach USD 35,591.07 Million by 2030, Growing at a CAGR of 5.50% From 2023–2030.

Rapeseed oil, derived from the seeds of the rapeseed plant, is a versatile cooking oil with a mild flavor and high smoke point, making it suitable for various culinary applications such as frying, baking, and salad dressings. Its rich composition of healthy fats, including omega-3 and omega-6 fatty acids, makes it a popular choice for health-conscious consumers. 

In recent years, the market for rapeseed oil has seen growth due to increased demand for healthier cooking oils, as well as its versatility and sustainability compared to other oil options. Additionally, rapeseed oil is gaining traction in industrial applications, including biodiesel production, further driving its market expansion. As consumers seek out healthier and environmentally friendly alternatives, rapeseed oil is poised to maintain its position as a key player in the cooking oil market.

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Top Key Players Involved Are:

“Archer-Daniels-Midland Company (USA), Bunge Limited (USA), Cargill Incorporated (USA), Conagra Brands Inc. (USA), Cullise Ltd. (UK), Interfat SA (Spain), Louis Dreyfus Company B.V. (Netherlands), Mackintosh of Glendaveny (UK), Ola Oils Limited and Yorkshire Rapeseed Oil (UK), American Vegetable Oils Inc. (USA), Adani Wilmar Ltd. (India), Associated British Foods plc. (UK), Adams Group Inc. (USA), Marico Limited (India), Borges International Group S.L.U (Spain), Ruchi Soya Industries Limited (India), and other key players.”

The rapeseed oil market is being driven by several key factors, including the growing consumer preference for healthier cooking oils. With increasing awareness of the health benefits associated with consuming omega-3 and omega-6 fatty acids, rapeseed oil’s nutritional profile has positioned it as a favorable option for health-conscious consumers seeking alternatives to traditional oils like soybean or sunflower oil. Additionally, rapeseed oil’s high smoke point makes it suitable for a wide range of culinary applications, including frying and baking, further expanding its appeal among home cooks and chefs.

The Rapeseed Oil Market Segmentation:

By Type

Processed

Virgin

By Nature

Conventional

Organic

By Application

Food Processing

Bio Fuel

Cosmetics & Personal Care

Animal Fee

By Extraction Process

Aqueous Process

Enzyme Based Process

By Distribution Channel

Supermarkets and Hypermarkets

Independent Retail Stores

Business to Business

Online Sales Channels

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Key Industry Development:

In March 2024, Bunge and Chevron announced approval of a final investment decision for their joint venture Bunge Chevron Ag Renewables LLC to build a new oilseed processing plant adjacent to its existing processing facility located on the Gulf Coast in Destrehan, LA. The plant features a flexible design, intended to allow it to process soybeans as well as softseeds, including novel winter oilseed crops, such as winter canola and CoverCress, among others. Expected to be operational in 2026, the processing facility aims to add scale and efficiencies to Bunge Chevron Ag Renewables, which will allow the company to better meet the increased market demand for renewable fuel feedstocks.

In December 2023, ADM, a global leader in human and animal nutrition, announced that it had reached an agreement to acquire UK-based FDL, a leading developer and producer of premium flavor and functional ingredient systems. FDL, with projected 2023 sales of approximately $120 million, operates three production facilities and two customer innovation centers, all in the United Kingdom. The company’s approximately 235 colleagues, which include about 40 dedicated innovation specialists, have created more than 10,000 proprietary flavor formulations that enable accelerated speed to market.

[florbelles]

🌈? 🥺

your ocs??? iconic??? like the first one i became familiar with was lucy and i was struck by how original and amazing she is right away, i slammed that follow button so quickly 👀

also flawless edits & just a joy to see on the dash tbqh 💕

[space-whalesharks]

🌈??

Katelyn!!!!! Your writing is unfairly good, Lucy is a babe, you’re super friendly, and we should talk more but I’m an awkward quiet potato of a human.

[chyrstis]

1, 3, 23, 24, and 25 for the end of year asks??

1. favorite fic you wrote this year

Another fic that I had a lot of fun writing was Oh, the things we could do (to see this thing through)

Just doing something fluffy and carefree, and honestly pretty darn self-indulgent was a wonderful break from some of the more stressful constraints and elements of the game. It was also an excuse to see what the potential dynamic between Hana, Sharky ,and John post-game would be like, let them all be silly a bit, and uh, also get busy. Not that I wrote it specifically for that purpose, because I didn’t, but it wasn’t a deterrent. XD

But the process of writing it was almost a breeze. I think I was able to bang it out in a little under two weeks due to how well the dialogue and ideas were playing out, and the first real idea for it was jotted haphazardly onto my cellphone right after one of my night labs at the school. I remember walking out to my car around 10:30 PM just typing away at it, and hoping I’d be able to do something with it the next day. The answer was luckily enough, a yes. :D

3. favorite line/scene you wrote this year

I’ve always really enjoyed this part in You won’t be the one:

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“John. Don’t get all heavy on me here. One silo’s not going to bring the sky down on our heads, and the explosion’s just so damn pretty to watch.” He went silent, long enough for her to think he’d disconnected, and Hana held her ear up to the radio. “John?”

 “…Am I a joke to you? Some petty amusement?”

She sighed dramatically. “Well-”

“Come to me then. Sit with me, challenge me like I know you want to - like I want you to - and I will open you up,” he said, drawing out each word slowly. Deliberately. “Peeling away those layers, spilling all of those thoughts, desires, and secrets you keep close and hidden, tucked away from everyone, out in the open for all to see. And if you still challenge me then, I’ll peel away another layer. And another. By then you might even beg me to. Would I be more than a fucking joke to you then?”

Her eyes were locked on the radio, every part of her dumbstruck. John didn’t wait for a response to that on her end either, deciding to keep on going.

“Because you continue to play at this and laugh. Like it’s a game meant to entertain you. With every action you take, you only make things worse for them.” He was close enough to the radio on his end now for her to catch every shift in every word. “You hurt them, you bring this pain upon them, every last bit of their suffering when all they want is to be saved. You know what to do to end this! To confess, to give me the one answer I seek. Will you?”

He’d thrown her, had actually done it, but that still didn’t change her answer. “No.”

23. fics you wanted to write but didn’t 

Way too many. More Sharky fic for sure, shoot, more ideas with Faith and her region, and I hope to visit more of that next year. I’d also love to finally tackle the ‘we’re taking the statue down’ fic I’ve been meaning to write, because I left a giant narrative gap there in Hana’s series and I should really go back and formally write that out.

24. favorite fic you read this year

Hmm… One that I absolutely loved upon first reading it was @seedlingsinner‘s What a Wicked Thing to Do.

I don’t actually read a lot of soulmate fic, but this entry was a punch to the gut. I was thinking about it long after I read it, and the realization of the bond as well as the fallout afterwards were so wonderfully written I was a little sad to reach the end of it.

25. a fic you read this year you would recommend everyone read

Well, shoot. This is going to be more of an author recommendation, but I’d have to highly recommend anything @amistrio‘s written. If you love character exploration, scenes that pack some serious emotional punches, and characters you’ll get more than a little soft for (I’m looking at you, Matt) you won’t be disappointed. I’ve read chapters before only to pause, check the clock, and be shocked at how much time has passed, because the pull of the story is just that damn strong.

excommunication is the new black - FC5 - is an intense, and I mean intense character study of John that follows most of the game’s events leading up to his capture and runs with them after that point. I’ve just been taking this one on in batches of chapters at a time, because did I say intense before? Yeah, still true.

i sought him who my soul loves (i sought him but found him not) - FC5 - This couldn’t be more different in tone than the first rec, but it’s a no cult AU, that focuses on a series of murders in the county. It really makes me think of Twin Peaks, and only reinforces the fact that Matthew deserves to be happy. He also deserves to have a damn good cup of coffee and some pie, and he’s a heck of a lot more likely to keep up a steady dose of both here than in the previous fic.

[ma-sulevin]

🌈??

Katelyn my dear, I love your OCs and how unique and creative their backstories are. I love how you’re so sweet and uplifting to everyone around you even when you’re struggling to stay positive for yourself. I love YOU and having you as a friend and I absolutely can’t wait to hear more of Lucy’s story.

[foofygoldfish]

Yes hi hello Tilly what is your ideal day like??

oooh! if i can hide and get out of helping my mom in the clinic, i like to chill in the hay loft with talisa. it’s kinda the only place that the two of us can really be alone, but i think elizabeth’s figured out how quiet it is up there so i’m trying to find a new place...

[geronimo-11]

🌈 IF UR STILL DOING THEM

OF COURSE!!!

Katelyn you’re amazing. Your writing is always emotional, I leave wanting to read more every time. Your OC’s (both FC5 and not) are amazing and well rounded and so real and I love all of them. (I’m either gonna marry Lucy or Marcus but I haven’t decided yet.) You’re so, so talented- and never let your brain tell you otherwise.

But not only that, you’re also a great friend! Thank you for being so encouraging and supportive, of me and everyone else, and letting me vent on occasion lol. I love getting to talk about different story scenarios with you, and thank you for sending me down the teen!AU rabbit hole. I know I’ve said this before, but I wouldn’t have started posting any writing online again at all if you hadn’t been so kind, and I’m so grateful for you 💖

You are funny, and kind, and creative, and I just love you a lot okay???

[teamhawkeye]

katie, i just want you to know that i think you are such a fun, creative person and that i'm consistently blown away by your art, your writing, and especially by your ocs. you really are a tour de force in terms of your creativity and you inspire me to do more with my own work and to keep pushing even when i want to give up! thanks for being you!

i don’t even have words - this means so much to me, thank you so so much ;^; ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[princess-underthemountain]

👀??

This is just fluff for the militia brats, believe it or not!!!

"Hey, Lexi…" Eli said softly, hands in his pockets as she put Willow on her hip, kissing the baby's forehead softly before looking at Eli.

"Yes?"

"You wanna get married? I ain't got a ring or anything yet- haven't been able to fuckin' find one that looked good enough, but… I found these to stand in as a ring." 

Eli pulled his old dog tags out of his pocket, thumb running over the engraved metal before he looked up at Alex. She was standing just in front of him, mouth open in shock as she refused to meet his eyes, shaking her head.

[honesthearts]

Happy birthday!! I hope the day is so good to you! ❤️

thank you!!! 💞💞💞

[hawkfurze]

Since the full zine is out I can finally share my piece! I was partnered with @softseed and she was really great to work with! Thanks for being such an awesome partner and thanks to @unclefungusthegoat and everyone else involved for putting this zine together!

[nightwingshero]

OMG THIS IS AMAZING!!!!

Fluff 42 and 43

Thank you dear! I’m so sorry it took so long!

42. We’re pregnant! & 43. Shut up and kiss me.

I hope you don’t mind, but I took some creative liberties with one of the prompts so that the dialogue would flow a little better. I hope it works for you too!

Pairing: John Seed x Female Deputy

Tags: Non-Cult AU, pregnancy, soft!John

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She makes dinner. That’s how John knows something’s up. Not that he doesn’t mind the gesture, of course, but Rook is no chef, and he’s more or less taken over in the kitchen for the year or so they’ve been together.

John knows almost every part of her like the back of his hand, but even he can’t quite tell what’s on her mind tonight.

The possibilities buzz around inside his head. Rook is a hopeless romantic, he’s discovered, so he wouldn’t be surprised if this were some kind of strange, safe-for-work foreplay. It’s neither of their birthdays, their anniversary isn’t for another six months, and John is almost positive he hasn’t missed any major holidays. He has to admit — he’s intrigued.

“Fettuccini.”

The sound of the plate hitting the table in front of him breaks his train of thought. He’s amazed to find that it actually looks edible. Good, even.

He eyes the curve of Rook’s hip as she walks by him and pulls her chair out from the opposite end of the table. She sits, settles her plate in front of her, and meets his curious stare with a look of her own.

“Where’s the real Rook?” John asks. “The one that doesn’t know how to cook?”

“Aliens,” Rook suggests in her most serious voice. “The pasta is from a box. The sauce is from a jar. Hold your applause.”

John smiles at her lopsidedly. His life hasn’t always been happy, but this woman makes getting out of bed in the mornings worth it.

“What’s the occasion, darling?”

Keep reading

[chyrstis]

Ink, narrator, and dedication for the writer asks? 💗

ink: what do you do to “set the mood” when writing? 

I’ll turn off the lights, settle in on the couch with my laptop, throw on a good playlist, and light a candle. Nothing super fancy, but most nights I’m typing away in the living room trying to jot down as much as possible. The candles are such a good mood booster, though, especially with a cup of tea nearby.

narrator: what pov do you like writing in best?

Third person limited. Always. It’s fun kicking around in someone’s head while being stuck in their way of reading others, along with their thoughts on the situation, especially when we can clearly read into the other characters’ reactions better than them. It’s also a great chance to nail voices, and I don’t have to worry about confusion striking whenever POVs shift.

dedication: if you were to publish a book or multiple, who would you dedicate the book(s) to?

My husband. He’s an awful nerd (like me), and he cheers on a ton of my creative ideas. I’d also dedicate it to my parents, but I think my mother would have an aneurysm after reading any of the actual content. And I think I’d also die of mortification, so...it’s for the best that I keep any of that on the down-low.

[ma-sulevin]

I LOVE AMELIE

Thanks! She’s a smooth-talking almost scientist assistant who looks like that Jamie Lee Curtis meme every time she has to deal with higher ranking bureaucrat.

I’ve played about nineteen hours of the game so far? So I’m not sure where all this is going. Felix is kind of growing on her though.

[foofygoldfish]

🌈🌈??

aaah!

you’re such a kind and supportive person and your writing+edits are always amazing <3

also your cat??? so stinkin cuuuute

[geronimo-11]

Fireworks

@softseeds I meant to post this yesterday, but between homework and work I never got the chance to finish it :( So here’s a birthday themed, belated-birthday present! It’s... longer than I intended. Sorry! Something was seriously wrong with her.

Joanna sat on the step of a park gazebo, the muffled sound of voices carrying over from the building her parents had rented for her sixteenth birthday. The party was in full swing, music and laughter blaring from the open windows. It seemed like everyone was having a good time. 

She stared at the building for a moment longer, feeling slightly guilty she’d snuck away when her parents had gone through the effort of putting all of this together for her sake. The event was supposed to be a surprise and her parents had actually managed to hide everything from her. From the decorations, to finding a DJ, to inviting all her friends and family… including Camden Mitchell.

She’d had a crush on him for years. With honey-blonde hair, soft brown eyes, and a kind smile it was impossible not to like him. Well, impossible unless you were Jacob Seed. But Jacob didn’t really like anyone, so she ignored most of his grumblings. She and Camden were on the school debate team together, and had chatted occasionally after meetings, but that was the extent of their interaction. She had thought that the crush was strictly one sided, that there was no way he’d single her out when every girl with a pair of eyes was fawning over him. But apparently he had a crush on her too, because he’d just kissed her behind the DJ booth and it was… wrong.

Heaving a sigh Joanna let herself fall back on the gazebo floor, staring up at the ceiling. She thought briefly on the kiss and frowned. As far as first kisses go, it could have been worse. It wasn’t that Camden was a bad kisser, it just wasn’t what she was expecting. There were no fireworks. And there were supposed to be fireworks.

At least, that’s what every magazine she’d ever read and all of her girl friends had told her. And she trusted their experience over her inexperience. But no, instead of feeling the passionate sparks of a first kiss, all Joanna could focus on was how dry and chapped his lips were, wondering if it would end soon. That’s not the reaction she was supposed to have to her first kiss. 

So, the only logical explanation was that something was wrong with her. Seriously wrong. She thought to herself, letting out another frustrated groan, and flinging her arm over her eyes. Because not only had she felt nothing, but when he finally stepped away from her, she’d mumbled a stilted “Thank you,” before shuffling around him and out the back door. There was no way she could go back inside now- she was mortified. Luckily the night had been warmed significantly by the summer heat, because she was going to have to live out here now.

She’d never be able to look Camden in the eye ever again. And she was definitely going to have to quit the debate team, there’s no way she could deal with seeing him there every day. Did he take the same route to school as her? She briefly remembered seeing him on her street one day, but that could have been someone else. Joanna dragged her hands agonizingly over her face, muffling yet another groan as they reached her mouth.

“Too much cake?” Joanna shot upright, embarrassment flaring up the back of her neck when she briefly thought Camden had come to check on her. But her eyes clapped on Jacob’s familiar copper locks and the knot in her stomach relaxed. He walked towards her, hands shoved deep in his pockets and a small smirk on his lips. Joanna forced a smile.

“No. I haven’t eaten yet, actually,” she replied. He arched a brow at her.

“You sick? I’ve never known you to turn down cake,” he asked, leaning against the side of the gazebo when he was close enough. Joanna shook her head, fingers drawing absent patterns on the floor.

“No, I just-” she stopped herself short, blue eyes darting up to meet his. Jacob had never liked Camden, he’d told her multiple times. If she told him about the kiss, and that that was the reason she was out here and not at her birthday party, he’d be pissed. She couldn’t tell him, no matter how badly she wanted to spill her guts. 

“I needed some air. It was getting too crowded in there,” she lied coolly. He observed her silently for a moment before moving next to her, jerking his chin to tell her to scoot over. She obliged and he sat next to her, shoulders brushing and sending a familiar wave comfort washing over her at the contact. 

“Did you bring John and Joseph?” she asked him, looking around for the younger Seed’s and hoping to quickly change the subject. Jacob nodded, looking over towards the building behind them. 

“They’re inside, probably eating more than they ever thought physically possible. Your Mom’s a food pusher,” he told her with a smirk, making her laugh. He wasn’t wrong. The first time he ever came to her house her mother had all but forced a three-course meal on him, and then invited him back for dinner that weekend. Joanna didn’t think he’d come back, but he’d showed up with his brothers in tow, and her mother practically wept with happiness. 

“Then I heard the moaning of some dying animal, so I came to put the poor thing out of its misery. But lo and behold,” He looked over at her with a smirk and she rolled her eyes. Jacob laughed, a sharp gust of air through his nose. “I came over here when I saw you. Figured something must have been wrong,” he amended lightly, and she could feel his eyes on her face, gauging her reaction. He knew her too well. Joanna hummed in response, hugging her knees and looking up at the star filled sky. 

“I’m fine. Just didn’t feel like having a heat stroke today. It’s hot in there.” 

“It’s hot out here,” he countered. He was right, it was hot and the air was thick and sticky with humidity. But then again, they were in Georgia. It’s not like the heat was new.  Joanna shrugged, deciding not to answer, looking at the sky once more. They sat that way for a while, looking at the stars and talking. Then Joanna rested her head on Jacob’s shoulder and they were quiet for a while, just sitting in each other’s company. 

“I got you something,” he told her suddenly, shifting to reach into his back pocket. Joanna smiled, surprised. 

“You didn’t have to get me anything,” she told him sincerely, to which he only rolled his eyes and gestured for her to hold out her hands. She held them out, palms up, watching curiously as Jacob reached over and let something drop from his closed fist. Joanna gasped softly at the feel of cool metal hitting her skin. He hadn’t bothered wrapping it, whatever it was. Although, she was already shocked that he’d gotten her anything in the first place, so she shouldn’t have been surprised. She looked down as he moved his hand away and her heart skipped a beat.

A silver chain dangled over her fingers, and a small charm almost as big her thumb sat snugly in her palm. A pair of cherries inlaid with two small rubies. It was no secret Joanna had a minor obsession, she had a patch sewn into her denim jacket of two large cherries that she wore proudly, and she lost count of the small trinkets she’d bought that decorated her room. This was the perfect gift.

Joanna passed a finger over the rubies reverently. They were plastic, she could see the hot glue behind them. Altogether the necklace probably hadn’t cost more than five dollars, but she knew how much every penny meant to him. He was trying to save up for a car. To get away from everything. It was hard, though, when his father took almost everything that his son had earned and drank it all away. This may very well have been most of Jacob’s savings that week.

Joanna stared at him, wide eyed. Jacob cleared his throat, watching her apprehensively, his blue eyes shining almost silver in the moonlight.

“I know, it’s not much. But, I saw it and I thought of you, so I just,” he trailed off, waving a hand towards the necklace still dangling between her fingers. She glanced down at the plastic cherries still in her hand and then back at his face, brows furrowed. Jacob shifted, raking his fingers through his hair with a huff, “Shit, Jo, if you don’t want it I’ll just take it back-”

Without a word or second thought Joanna leaned forward, placed her hands on either side of his face, and kissed him. She felt it, then. What her friends and the magazines were talking about.  

Fireworks. 

They exploded in her stomach, shooting up to make her heart race and her brain go fuzzy. Her blood raced through her veins, sending a pleasant tingling through her body from head to toe like sparklers on the Fourth of July. 

Eventually the feeling began to fade, replaced by an overwhelming sense of panic as what she’d just done finally set in, and she realized he wasn’t kissing her back. She pulled away, though she was still close enough that his breath puffed gently against her lips.

“Thank you,” she told him earnestly. Avoiding his gaze Joanna pretended to admire the necklace he’d given her, fiddling with the clasp and tying it around her neck.

“Come on, we should go inside. If my parents find out you’re here and you haven’t eaten they’ll kill me,” she joked, forcing herself to laugh when all she wanted to do was scream and run for the hills. She stood up, still avoiding eye-contact with him, and started walking back towards the party behind them. Her face felt like it was on fire, but her lips tingled pleasantly and she had to bite back a smile. 

When he made no move to follow she briefly thought Jacob was going to stay outside, but after another minute of silence she heard his footsteps trailing after her. As she approached the building and opened the door, music blaring into the night, two thoughts crossed her mind:

She may have just crossed a line with her best friend, and she seriously needed to stop thanking people for kissing her.