#IC socket

[addohaislam2000]

Power Jacks, crimping tool, USB connectors, RF cable assemblies, IC socket

DEUTSCH 14 - 18 AWG Size 16 Nickel Plated Crimp Socket

[jne2llee]

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Electrical connector Accessories, Cable assembly, crimping tool, USB connectors

DT Series Contact Size 16 3 Way Gray Receptacle Housing

[dvid2grve]

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What is a pin header connector, Connectors, socket housing, socket header

AMPSEAL 16-20 AWG Wire to Cable Crimp Socket Contact

[thesilicontribesman]

Bronze Age Axe Selection (Flat, Flanged and Socketed), Stranraer Museum, Scotland

[reiketsui]

" is that supposed to be an insult? "

[plasticross]

stupid fucking fruit picnic. what a bizarre third wheeling date.

[eebie]

im not gnna get a single second of sleep tonight am i

[greenpitbullzombie]

Wondering how big of a bruise I'm gonna get from having furniture dropped on my leg.

My brain: ....ooooor you could put ice on it

Me: so true bestie

[the-brainrot-central]

You ever start reading a book for ✨fun✨ and 🧚‍♀️mental enrichment 🧚‍♀️ but then it instantly starts off with all your triggers lined up in a row like bang bang bang, double triple quadruple whammy, -30000 psychic damage and you’re like okay never mind my bad, won’t be reading ever again. Is it just me. Mkay

[eyeless-smiles]

🌿🍒 michael is too tall and the mistletoe is pretty much in his face but yknow

@evilstalks

"Get down here."

The Corinthian teases past a breathy laugh to witness how obscuring the bundle of berry laiden mistletoe is in the killers visage. The Corinthian would have mocked him humourously if he wasn't so compelled to draw that handsome visage closer to give his maws an unrestricted view into the ocean blue depths of Michaels glistening irises.

"You know the age-old tradition, don't you, baby?" The Corinthian purrs as he slips golden hands around Michael's sculpted jawline and draws him down close enough to press a worshipping kiss to the boogeymans sculpted lips.

The monster sighs softly into the inviting kiss, before it ever so slowly draws his lips back and instead lets his left maw nip at Michael's cheek, just a hairs breadth below his lashline.

"Can't kiss your sockets with those pretty blue eyes in the way, can I?" The monster teases as the point of a dangerously sharp knife makes itself known tracing along the shell of Michael's ear.

[the-maladjustedjester]

Me: not able to afford my needles for two weeks

Me: suddenly getting debilitating cramps, acne breakouts, a migraine that lasted for THREE DAYS

Also me: hm I wonder what’s wrong

[ab2mirezz]

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Socket Connector, Ethernet jacks, IC socket adapters, wire connector pins

6 Position 2.5 mm Pitch Vertical PCB Through Hole Header

[orangetintedglasses]

H-hey, he just got carried away by the moment, that's all! No need to give him that look...! B-besides, it wasn't like Wolfwood would've complained if he hadn't snapped out of it, especially not if he'd been able to get his hands on--

Focus!

With the connection broken, Vash returned to using sign language to communicate-- cute and exciting as it was, there was clingy and then there was essentially gluing himself to the man's forehead for the rest of the night --and threw Wolfwood the gesture for both 'thank you' and 'sorry'.

... though he would... blink at the offer, like he was surprised by it. Not like it was unwelcome or anything, not at all, just... no one had offered him help with his prosthetic in a long time. Not since he got it, he was pretty sure. Any time he'd taken it off since then, he'd done it himself; Brad had designed it so it could be done with one hand in the event of an emergency, knowing Vash's penchant for solitude... and how often he got himself into legitimately life-threatening danger.

'No secret', he assured with a smile, lifting his arm as he turned his body just a little bit to show Wolfwood where the mechanism on the socket was hidden; just behind a small lump on the otherwise-uniform ring of tech. It was basically just a simple sort of button-release: it needed to be held down so the cylinders inside would disengage, and from there the arm could be rotated about thirty degrees to the right-- stopping abruptly with a click and coming loose enough to remove safely.

Wolfwood can't help but roll his eyes at Vash's backpedaling—which he supposes he should've expected to happen.

You're not stupid if you're doing somethin' that turns you on too, dumbass. It's not just about me. If promisin' somethin' like that is what you like, then do it. I'm happy when you're happy, you know?

He gives Vash's butt a pinch of affirmation, then lets himself get dragged into the shower with a soft smirk before immediately needing to catch the blond as he slips and falls.

"You moron—!" is all Wolfwood affords to blurt out as he's nearly pulled into the tub too. Thankfully for both of them, he maintains his balance and pulls Vash out of the tub from under his arms, then breathes a sigh of relief. He gets them both stable and places Vash on a towel so he doesn't slip before hunching over slightly to give his boyfriend the most deadpan of stares.

"Your arm—and you were about to drag me in after I got a clean pair of shorts on," he grumbles, slipping said shorts off and throwing them onto a dry spot... somewhere. "You want me to help you take this thing off, or do you want to keep it a secret?"

[apatheticsunday]

Single Dad Dead on Main

AKA "Danny is the ghost-equivalent of a foster parent for de-aged Dani and Dan. Jason's just wondering who the hell these two feral meta children are." prompt idea!

Danny thinks he's doing an okay job at being a single dad of two. They're living in a quaint two bedroom apartment in Park Row, he's managing his Ghost King money well, and the kids haven't died (again). (He's definitely not getting a "World's Greatest Dad" mug anytime soon, but, hey, at least the house hasn't burned down yet!)

...Until he wakes up from his nap to an eerily silent apartment.

If there's one thing he's learned over the last few months, it's that silence is not good. He's scrambling off the couch fast enough to give himself a headache, practically flying down the hallway so he can get to the kids' room. Ellie is wedged halfway under her bunk bed. Dan's also squished under the bed but quickly squirms out when he realizes Danny's standing in the door way. He's holding... a socket wrench??

"...do I want to know what you two are doing?" Danny deadpans.

Ellie scrambles out as well, smears of something oily on her cheek. For a seven and eight year old, they have surprisingly convincing I'm innocent! expressions.

"I dunno," Ellie singsongs while Dan simultaneously barks, "Nothing!"

Danny squints. The kids squint back. Yeah, there's definitely something under the bed that's not supposed to be there. Since Dan's holding a wrench (and where the hell did he get that?? Danny doesn't even own any tools aside from maybe a little rubber mallet he found in the hallway closet), Danny hopes thinks it's not an animal.

It takes a minute of arguing in which Danny promises not to be mad, let them eat ice cream, and let them stay up an hour later than curfew for the kids to even let him near the bed without biting him. (Jokes on them, the ice cream is sugar free and Danny's going to reset the clocks to an hour before. Check and mate, bitch! Parenting is so easy.)

And then Danny pulls out... a tire. No, a rim. Two tire rims. Oh, Ancients. Engraved on the tire rim is a red Bat symbol. His stomach nearly drops to the floor; everybody in Crime Alley knows what the Red Hood's symbol looks like. "Eight Heads in a Duffle Bag," Crime Prince of Gotham with a gang big enough to take over all of Park Row. And yeah, Danny could easily beat the guy, but that doesn't mean he wants to. He doesn't want to uproot Dan and Ellie from their schools, move cities, run from yet another organization that wants them dead.

"How did you get this?" Danny asks, utterly dumbfounded.

"I dunno," Ellie says, just as Dan's saying, "Nowhere."

(Danny takes it back. Parenting is definitely not easy.)

"Danielle. Daniel. Where did you get these tire rims?" Danny asks again, more stern this time, to which he only gets shrugs. And that's when he notices the window is open and the screen his missing. "You're kidding me. Did you climb out the window? We're on the third floor!"

"We flew, duh." Ellie rolls her eyes, only shooting a wide-eyed, guilty look to Dan when he elbows her with a vicious shuddup!

"I-okay. Here's what we're going to do. We'll... just return the rims. It's not like the Red Hood saw you two steal them-," Danny stops when Ellie and Dan give each other a side-eye. He knows that look. It's the same look he and Jazz used to give each other when they had a silent agreement about something. Oh, no. No, no, no.

"...he didn't see you, did he?"

Another side-eye look. Oh, Ancients. At least there's no way the Red Hood knows where they are, right?

(Jason stares at the kids playing with his bike. He's not stupid enough to think they couldn't have been paid to sabotage it, but the way the little girl hikes herself up onto the seat and pretends to rev the engine makes him think otherwise. It's cute. The boy mostly seems interested in the engraved bat symbol on his tire rims, scraping at it like it's a 3D decal.

"I wanna be a bicycle-rider when I get bigger. I'll wear the jacket and everything!" The little girl laughs, deepening her voice before saying, "I'm a bicycle-rider! I'll beat you up!"

Jason snorts. He's leaning against the fire escape balcony overhead and it's dark enough for them not to see him, but they both freeze at the soft sound. When nothing happens, the kids relax again.

"It's a motorist, stupid. C'mon, help me take this off and I'll build you one."

"You wanna take the tire? Why?"

"'Cus of the symbol! It's the Batman symbol, do you know how scared people are of 'em? Show 'em this and nobody'll mess with us."

The kid's got a point. Crime Alley knows Red Hood's symbol like the back of their hand, but somehow Jason doesn't think rolling around a tire rim is going to have the same effect. Jason's about to step in when the kid bends the fucking metal with his bare hand. His fucking bike. It looks like the kid barely broke a sweat, too; just wiped his hands on his jeans and started prying apart front of his motorcycle.

Jason's voice is more biting than he means for it to when he shouts, "Hey!" He swings over the fire escape, landing with a heavy thud, before hauling ass towards the kids. Almost immediately the boy yanks the girl behind him and snarls... and his eyes go Lazarus-green. Jason stops abruptly. His voice is softer, gentler, when he tries again.

"Hey, kid. Don't you know not to go tearing apart people's bikes? C'mon, at least do it the right way."

That makes the boy pause, looking momentarily baffled and the green turning into bright blue. Jason takes that as an in and says, "Y'know, it's a lot faster when you use tools. I've got a wrench in my bag. If you use it like this..."

Jason spends the next thirty-five minutes helping the kids steal his own damn rims. He shouldn't. But he's curious about who these meta kids are and they're almost painfully easy to talk with, they just blabber like they've never heard of keeping a secret before in their lives. They talk about their dad, school, their favorite tv show. And then they talk about "the bad men" and Jason's stomach drops. "The bad men" who drive white vans, capture people, and experiment on them. And that sounds an awful lot like a meta-trafficking ring in his city, dead set on coming after the kids and their dad.

Then he's very, very grateful he's letting the kids take his rims home. After all, what Bat doesn't put GPS trackers in their symbols?)

[jssn2buckk]

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Pin and Socket Connectors, Cable Assemblies, Socket Adaptor Connector

20 Position Dual Row 2.54 mm Board to Board Micro-Match SMT Receptacle

[jhn2naekkr]

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Socket Crimp Terminal, Receptacle Housings, Crimp Split Pin, ic socket types

BM04B Series 1 mm Pitch 4 Position SMT Single Row Top Entry Shrouded Header