#spring clamp terminals

[shhhsupertopsecret]

Really? - Peter Parker

an: Short little fic. I write with comics Peter in mind, but you are free to imagine him however you want ;)

wc: 688

Peter Parker is screwed. So screwed. Peter was no stranger to mistakes. His life was a comical accumulation of a series of unfortunate events. One of his finest to date has got to be kissing his best friend before absconding out of the house and eating shit on his way out. He barely managed an ‘Oh my god, I am so sorry’ before he completely abandoned his friend and probably terminated an almost two decade  long friendship. He hadn’t seen you since…more like he had been avoiding you since.

Peter was pacing around his room, writing and rewriting the lengthy apology text he would send you. Well, he would send it to you eventually. His pondering was interrupted by the ‘ding’ of his phone notification. He threw his phone on to his bed like it burned him. This was embarrassing. He was studying biophysics. He was an Avenger (sometimes)! This was a continuation in the saga of Peter Parker nuking his personal life. 

Peter commenced his walk of shame across his studio apartment and picked up his poor phone. It took him three deep breaths before he could physically get himself to open his messages. He looked at your contact photo, a candid of you that he took when you were out at your usual pizza place. Your eyes were screwed shut in laughter, your nose crinkling. You were bathed in red light from the neon open sign next to you. It was his absolute favorite picture. Fuck. He opened your message. Four words.

‘We have to talk.’

“We have to talk”, you flopped down onto Peter’s bed, making the rusty spring creak underneath you. 

“So, you’ve mentioned.” Peter shot for sarcastic, but he was more focused on not throwing up and crying. 

“Ha ha, very funny, Peter. Will you at least look at me?” You tilted your head and angled towards him. 

“I am looking at you.” Peter was actually pointedly looking at the ceiling. Every time he tried to pull his gaze from where it was firmly locked on the ceiling, his stomach would do a quintuple flip. 

”Peter, you haven’t looked at me all day.” He hears the bed creak again, indicating you have risen from your spot on his bed. Your fingers wrapped around his wrist. You pulled him from his spot near the door. You give him a small push onto his bed. He sighed, fully obscuring his face with his hands. You gently grab his wrist and pull one of the hands away. He drops the other in defeat. 

“There he is.” You smile brightly at him, a smile he felt undeserving of based on his recent conduct. 

“I am not going to let you pretend that…that it didn’t happen. Will you please talk to me?” He was never any good at saying no to you. So he verbally vomited.

”I’m so sorry. I wasn’t thinking. And I understand if you never want to talk to me again. I am so so so-” You cut him off by clamping a hand over his mouth. Your eyes were so fond that eye contact burned.

“It’s my turn, ok.” He nodded and you retracted your hand. 

“It’s okay. I want you to kiss me again.” The fact that you were completely calm made him even more nervous.

“What!?” He couldn’t have possibly heard that correctly. You laughed at his utter confusion.

“For fuck’s sake, Peter.” Your hands came up to cradle the sides of his face. With admittedly very little patience, you slammed your lips into his. He momentarily froze. Then, you felt arms wrap around your waist and pull you close. He finally relaxed, sighing through his nose before you separated. He was a little dumbfounded. Feeling your lips against his put him in a stupor. 

“I like you too, you dork. You didn’t let me say that.” You grazed your thumb along his bottom lip. He stared at you owlishly. 

“Really? You’re sure?” Laughter spilled from your lips. 

“Yes, Peter. I am sure.” He paused in thought. 

“Could I kiss you again?” You giggled once more and pressed your lips to his.  

[mordenheim]

Let's try this

(Another BIG cameo here, by the wonderful https://www.furaffinity.net/user/mistybun )

Spring sighed as he leaned against the wall.  The big animatronic rabbit hadn’t been so drained after a performance for years and he was a little concerned.  It had gradually been getting worse the past few days, but he had always been able to make it back to his room for a quick charge to get him through.

Tonight, though, was different.  He leaned with his back against the wall, his legs angled to prop himself up.  He felt like he was about to crumple to the floor under his own weight.  It was all he could do to keep himself upright, much less make his way back to his room.

It wasn’t too long before the new night-shift technician found him and rushed over.  The young brown bat immediately placed a hand on the big bun’s forearm.

“Hey!  Hey, are you okay?”

Slowly lifting his head, he turned towards the bat, blinking.  “Huh?  Who’re you?”

“Screamer.  Here, let’s get you down to Parts and Service.”

Nodding mutely, the rabbit pushed himself up off of the wall and almost immediately started to collapse.  Rushing forward, Screamer caught him as best he could, giving out a grunt.  The animatronic towered over the five foot six inch bat, having a full two feet on him.  Not to mention he was heavier than he looked.  Still, he pushed himself up under one of his arms and steadied him.  “Think you can walk if I help you along?”

Not wanting to waste any more energy than necessary, he just nodded.  Leaning heavily on the tech, they shuffled their way down the hall and into the service elevator.  The door slid closed behind them and Screamer punched the  button for sub-basement 2.

Once the elevator doors slid open, the two of them hobbled their way across to the door to parts and services.  Carefully helping Spring up onto a work table, the bat doubled over with his hands on his knees for a moment, trying to catch his breath.

Spring turned his head in his direction, a look of concern on his face.  “Are you okay?”

“Huh?  Heh..  Yeah..  just.. Out of breath.  Gimme a second.”

“Gotcha.  Sorry about this.  Just..  I don’t think my battery’s holding a proper charge lately.”

Screamer nodded and stretched, extending his wings as he bent almost completely backwards before straightening up and folding them so tight and neatly behind his back they almost seemed to vanish behind him.  “I can replace that for you if you want.  Upgrade it, even!”

“Upgrade, huh?  Well, whatever you think’s best, I guess.”

“Wonderful!  I shouldn’t even need to power you down to do it!”  He grabbed a set of wires with alligator clips on the ends.  He steps over next to the big bunny on the table and nods respectfully, “May I?”

Spring blinked.  This was the first time a tech had actually asked or shown any kind of respect or concern.  He was surprised, but pleasantly so.  Nodding, he gave a little smile.  “Go ahead..  Uh..  please.”

Nodding, he carefully opened the big bun’s chest compartment and clipped the ends to the power terminals where his existing battery was kept.  Turning away for a moment, he came back carrying a box labeled “MDM Labs”.  The box itself looked a little old and dusty, like it had been stored away for a while.  Brushing off the dust he opened the box and carefully removed something that looked like a cross between a battery and a model of a space station.  

“Let’s try this.”

Spring was about to ask what it was when Screamer attached the clamps at the opposite end of the wire and Spring was jolted with a surge of energy.  He actually let out a gasp as the bat looked him over carefully.  “You okay?”

He nodded, grinning.  “Yeah, just never went from an almost dead battery to fully charged in one shot like that!”

Nodding, he carefully swapped the two batteries, keeping the big rabbit online the entire time and carefully closed the chest panel, tossing the old battery in the recycling bin.  “There we go.  How do you feel?”

Sitting up, Spring hopped off of the table to his big metal paws.  “Like a million bucks!  What kind of battery was that?”

“Well, according to the paperwork, it was actually a radioisotope generator, or an atomic battery.  If the information is accurate, it never needs charging and there shouldn’t be any drop-off in energy output for a good long while.”

Spring nodded.  He could feel the energy filling him up, tingling over every circuit and actuator.  Shivering a little, he stretched luxuriantly, his fingers a few inches from the ceiling when he felt a little surge of power and gave out a groan, then froze as he felt his hand lie flat against the tiles overhead.

“Uh.. Screamer?  I think…”

The bat turned to see the slightly bigger bun, then blinked as he surged larger, his head slamming upwards, breaking through the drop ceiling and exposing pipes and electrical conduits.  Spring crouched down in front of him, shivering as he felt his size surge again, bumping into the blushing bat.

“Oh boy…  How long did you say this can go before the power levels drop off?”

The bat gulped, rubbing the big rabbit’s shoulder and feeling it swell even larger in his hand.  “A few…  hundred years…”

[kaywavy]

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[bizarremachinist]

MAKE, IT, COOK!

(Kiln repair)

Ended up doing a little maintenance on a kiln. The bricks had been so worn down at the top that ceramics placed too close to the top front were getting a draft, and weren't getting fully cooked. Lucky there was an organ donor nearby

They aren't the most complex machines in the world. It's not much different from a lightbulb on a timer, with a lot of insulation. The heating elements connect to relays, and the controller opens and closes the relays based on how fast you want to reach a temperature

These things are built in layers and can be ripped apart like a wedding cake. To retain the bricks, they just kinda sit there, and a stainless steel sheet is wrapped around with a hose clamp welded at the seam to tighten it. There's then 2 clamps to lock it to the other segments, and it's arranged to have 1 heating element per segment

To spiff it up, I put the bottom layer of the donor as the top layer, but used the steel sheet from the original to avoid unscrewing the hindge brackets from it. I had a feeling if those hindge screws came out, they were never going back in strong enough to resist that honker chonk of a spring. That thing is eager to kill someone

The lid from the donor was also taken by just unloading the spring and removing a spring cotter pin for a dowel

It actually decided to be a bitch when connecting the elements back to the controller, and kept cracking. It was a hell of a lot more brittle at room temperature than I thought (Tho if it's nichrome, I guess neither the nickle OR chromium does its malleability any favors). Anyways, a quick hit from a propane torch got the wire nice and bendy at red hot temps. (I didn't use a Bic™ lighter to bend it.... Well I did, but then I got a propane torch out, because fuck that) It's kinda important to double up on the wire at the terminals, so the terminal doesn't get melting temperatures hot

She cooks perfectly now and knocked the firing time from over 10 hours to 7 🔥

[ecswire]

Types of Electrical Wire Connectors: Choosing the Right Connection for the Job

When working with electrical systems, one of the most crucial components for safety and functionality is the electrical wire connector. These small but vital devices are used to join electrical conductors securely, ensuring a stable flow of current while preventing loose connections, shorts, or electrical fires. At ECS Electrical Cable Supply Ltd, we offer a comprehensive selection of electrical wire connectors types, each designed to meet specific application requirements in residential, commercial, and industrial settings.

There are several types of electrical wire connectors, each suited to different wiring tasks and environments. One of the most commonly used is the twist-on wire connector, often referred to as a wire nut. These are conical plastic caps with internal metal threads that twist over the ends of stripped wires. As they’re twisted, the metal threads draw the wires tightly together, creating a secure mechanical and electrical connection. They’re ideal for general-purpose wiring in lighting, outlets, and switches.

Another widely used connector is the butt splice connector. This cylindrical connector joins two wires end-to-end. The stripped ends of the wires are inserted into each end of the connector, then crimped using a special tool to create a firm connection. Butt splices are commonly used in automotive, marine, and appliance wiring, especially where a direct, inline connection is needed.

For terminal-based applications, ring and spade connectors are essential. Ring connectors have a closed circular end that fits securely over a stud or screw, providing a solid and reliable contact. Spade connectors have a forked end, making them easier to install or remove without completely removing the terminal screw. These connectors are popular in panel wiring, circuit protection systems, and control cabinets.

In environments requiring quick and tool-free connections, push-in connectors (also known as lever connectors or spring connectors) are gaining popularity. These allow electricians to insert stripped wires into the connector where a metal clamp automatically secures them. These connectors are ideal for tight spaces, renovation work, or installations that may require future disconnection or adjustment.

For environments with moisture, chemicals, or extreme temperatures, waterproof and heat-shrink connectors are essential. These connectors have insulation that seals tightly around the wire once heated, protecting the joint from the elements. They’re ideal for outdoor wiring, marine applications, or any environment where durability and weather resistance are critical.

Insulation displacement connectors (IDCs) are another specialty type, allowing a wire to be connected without stripping the insulation. Common in telecommunications and low-voltage systems, IDCs are quick to install and often used in pre-assembled wire harnesses.

At ECS Electrical Cable Supply Ltd, we understand that selecting the right connector depends on wire type, voltage, current, environment, and connection permanence. Our team can help guide you to the best option, ensuring your wiring job is safe, code-compliant, and long-lasting.

In summary, there are many electrical wire connectors types, each tailored to specific tasks and conditions. From everyday installations to complex industrial systems, ECS Electrical Cable Supply Ltd is your reliable source for high-quality connectors and expert support—ensuring every connection is a safe one.

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What Makes Insulation Tester Crocodile Clips Essential in Electrical Testing?

Introduction to Insulation Tester Crocodile Clips

In the realm of electrical diagnostics and testing, insulation tester crocodile clips play an integral role in ensuring safe and accurate measurements. These clips are engineered to connect securely to a variety of components such as cables, connectors, and terminals, enabling precise readings from insulation testers. Ideal for professionals working with electronics, tools, controllers, and microcontrollers, these accessories ensure both safety and efficiency during routine inspections or complex diagnostics.

Understanding the Structure and Design

What Are Insulation Tester Crocodile Clips?

Insulation tester crocodile clips are spring-loaded clamps used to create secure temporary electrical connections between insulation testers and the system under examination. They are commonly attached to the leads of multimeters or insulation resistance meters and are compatible with a wide array of test probes. Their design includes insulated covers, often resistant to thermal, chemical, and electrical interference, safeguarding both the user and the equipment.

Materials and Build Quality

High-performance crocodile clips are typically made from nickel-plated brass, copper, or stainless steel, offering excellent conductivity. These materials are paired with durable insulation that resists environmental factors like oils, moisture, and thermal stress. Many also come with ridged or serrated jaws for better grips, especially useful when dealing with fuses, switches, or oily industrial surfaces.

Key Features and Advantages

Top Features of Reliable Crocodile Clips

Strong spring tension ensures a stable connection to terminals or contactors

Insulated covers enhance safety during high-voltage testing

Broad compatibility with various probe types and insulation testers

Low contact resistance for accurate insulation measurements

Ergonomic and compact for easy handling in confined electrical panels

Why Use These Clips in Electrical Testing?

One of the major advantages of using insulation tester crocodile clips is the ability to perform hands-free operations. This makes them invaluable when working with controllers, laptops, or thermal pads, where consistent and stable connections are required for precise readings. Additionally, they reduce manual error, enhance safety, and allow the tester to focus on analyzing data instead of maintaining physical contact.

Applications in Electrical and Electronic Fields

Where Are Insulation Tester Crocodile Clips Used?

Testing resistance in residential and industrial cables

Diagnosing insulation in microprocessors and circuit boards

Continuity testing for switches, capacitors, and fuses

Electrical panel testing with tools and measurement devices

Measuring safety parameters in LEDs, sensors, and contactors

Power system inspections involving thermal pads and connectors

Best Practices for Safe and Effective Use

Proper Usage Guidelines

Always ensure power is off before clipping onto conductors

Clean the jaws to remove any oils, dust, or conductive debris

Do not clamp onto high-temperature components without thermal protection

Avoid overextending the clip, as it can reduce spring strength over time

Check the insulation and spring tension regularly for signs of wear

Maintenance Tips for Long-Term Performance

To keep your crocodile clips in optimal condition:

Store them in a dry place, free from magnetic fields

Wipe down the metal jaws with isopropyl alcohol after use

Inspect insulation for cracks, especially after heavy-duty testing

Replace old or damaged clips to maintain accurate testing results

Integrating Crocodile Clips with Other Test Equipment

Insulation tester crocodile clips are often used alongside a wide array of diagnostic instruments including digital multimeters, thermal scanners, microcontroller testers, and cable analyzers. Whether you’re performing routine maintenance or deep fault analysis, these clips facilitate clean and consistent signal paths.

They are especially useful in applications involving:

Circuit testing for embedded electronics

Debugging microprocessors and controllers

Troubleshooting switches, LEDs, and capacitors

Industrial diagnostics with portable tools and measurement kits

Benefits for Technicians and Electricians

Why Choose Insulation Tester Crocodile Clips?

Professionals prefer these clips because they:

Promote hands-free testing, improving workflow and safety

Provide stable connections with minimal effort

Are compatible with both analog and digital insulation testers

Allow accurate readings across varied components like connectors, thermal pads, and sensors

Are cost-effective and easy to replace when worn

Conclusion

Insulation tester crocodile clips are more than just accessories—they are critical to ensuring accurate, safe, and convenient testing across a range of electrical and electronic systems. From large cables and control systems to miniature LEDs and microcontrollers, these clips facilitate stable connections and hands-free diagnostics. By choosing high-quality crocodile clips and maintaining them well, technicians can improve both safety and productivity across any testing environment.

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The Sunday Times, October 2, 2011

The mysterious Lana Del Rey is behind the song of the year, Video Games. Does it matter who pulls her strings?

Even by the breakneck standards of the digital world, Lana Del Rey’s year has been a fast one. The 24-year-old New Yorker, real name Lizzy Grant, started generating interest in Britain in the spring, when her song Video Games and, more important, the video for it that she subsequently posted on YouTube began to create a stir. In the five months that have followed, Grant’s pseudonym has been dropped so many times, and the hype/mythology machine stoked so vigorously, that, inevitably, a backlash has begun. So far, so virally predictable. What is refreshing — or plain insane, depending on your viewpoint — is that a backlash against the original backlash is now rapidly gaining support. And what is easy to forget, amid all the hubbub, is that Video Games is quite simply the song of the year. Yes, it’s that good.

Back to the chatter, though, for it is deafening. Every constituency involved is manning the barricades. Fans acclaim Grant as one of the best new singers of her generation. Detractors, meanwhile, post poison about her rich dad, self-mythologising back story, mysteriously deleted debut album and suspiciously voluptuous lips, the last presumed by the doubters to be surgically enhanced. (Grant has, surely unwisely, entered the debate herself, responding on one website: “Right — I didnt get surgery whoever the f*** u are — i didnt even have a house to live in let alone $ to f*** w my face.”) Behind the scenes are management, label executives and publicists whose air of micromanaging secrecy communicates not confidence, but anxiety. That’s a pretty rich, not to say putrid, brew. 'I haven’t listened to anything new for 10 years, because, you know, I like what I like'

Yet, and it is important to remember this, the main bullet points of the marketing plot are working with a smoothness beyond the wildest dreams of any team tasked with launching a new artist. Radio is hugely supportive (Video Games is predicted to rise to the Radio 1 A-list this week); other influential tastemakers are jumping on board. What this at once ideal and fractious scenario says about the new lines of communication between artist and fan, and the obstacles that — the democracy and egalitarianism of the web notwithstanding — are placed in the way of them, is about much more than Video Games or Lizzy Grant.

She just happens to be the most recent and glaring example of this new commercial culture. She also happens to be very pretty. Does that make her a fair target? Well, let’s ask her.

Sitting in a London hotel room, her fake-nailed fingers clamping a succession of cigarettes, the singer is easily identifiable as the retro femme fatale who stares expressionlessly at the camera in Video Games, yet utterly different: one minute hard-eyed and verbally robotic (ending some answers with an abrupt, and terminating, “Um, yeah”), the next seemingly unsure of herself, inarticulate or unedited. Some of her replies are so hair-raisingly, well, wrong, almost Miss World-like, you wonder why she was ever let loose with an interviewer.

Talking about the failure of her debut album, and her musical influences, she says: “When I started listening to people I consider to be musical icons, my tastes were sort of confirmed in my own mind. And that’s why, you know, even though nothing good ever happened, I was deterred from trying to be a noteworthy artist. But I wasn’t deterred from making things that I thought were beautiful. In fact, I haven’t listened to anything new for 10 years, because, you know, I like what I like. I mean, sometimes I find things that strike me, but in general I have names — I like, you know, Jeff Buckley, he was a show stopper. When I see footage of him live, I just think, ‘He’s unbeatable.’ Kurt Cobain, just his face alone was, like, enough. He didn’t even have to sing, his presence was scary, sick. Elvis, Frank — and Bob Dylan.”

Then there are glimpses of another, much clearer and less bewildered or regal person, as when she returns, again, to the shelving of her first album. Overseen by the Paul McCartney and Regina Spektor producer David Kahne, and either self-titled or called Nevada (the internet is unclear on this), the album was preceded by a well-received EP in late 2008. A few tracks can still be found online, and songs such as Kill Kill, Kinda Outta Luck and, especially, the blowsy, strings-drenched pop-noir of Yayo are audibly the work of the same artist you hear on Video Games and its double A-side, Blue Jeans: woozy, nostalgic odes to glamour with a murky underside, to love on the wrong side of the tracks, and as visually evocative as anything seen on Grant’s own videos, which feature grainy Super 8 footage spliced with television news snippets, the Stars and Stripes swaying in the wind, and the singer herself, dressed in vintage clothes. If these songs are anything to go by, it must have been a remarkable record. So, presumably, the shelving of the project (and Grant’s management seem determined to sit on it, preferring to big up her new material) must have been devastating. And have made her wary?

“Oh, I’m wary,” Grant agrees. “Incredibly wary. But I’m not jaded. I’m nervous, definitely — probably more than most people you might meet this year. I don’t think I’ve really left anything [behind], stylistically; my new songs are still autobiographical and cinematic. Having the record just shelved for two years, that’s difficult for anyone, especially when you’re younger and you make it with a famous producer, which David was.

“It was an exciting time and, making the record I thought... it’s not that I wanted anything to be larger than life, I just thought, ‘Well, here I am, I’m on my way to not having to do anything else in life.’

And to have absolutely no reaction, and no recognition, and no nothing, after you make a record that you think is perfect, you definitely start to think, ‘Well, good try, but you’d better go find something else to do that works.’ Because, if you keep chasing something that isn’t working, you’ll drive yourself insane.”

The precise reason the album was shelved is as much a mystery as why anybody around Grant felt it was okay for her to enter the publicity fray with stories such as her time spent living in a New Jersey trailer park (albeit, apparently, an unusually bohemian one). Her father is a multi­millionaire domain-name entrepreneur and philanthropist. Then there is the effort to market her as an indie artist — her new releases are coming out on a small label, Stranger Records — when even cursory research reveals that she has major-label dollars behind her, and that she is working with a small army of the usual bespoke-songwriter suspects.

Such nervousness and sleight-of-hand tactics are baffling — who cares if she’s not totally “authentic” (whatever that means) or bears traces of manufacture? Yet neither Grant nor her handlers are forthcoming about details they consider awkward — and they are a little too energetic with the opposite, with results that are what would be politely described as bearing signs of embellishment. (I’d say enhancement, but let’s not go there.)

Her team cannot, however, be solely blamed for such distractions, although these seem at best unnecessary and at worst counterproductive. We are all culpable, and perhaps need to refocus on what really matters — and, for starters, ignore the dafter end of the hype and airbrushing. You sense that Grant is becoming aware of the pitfalls of her current situation. Talking about some of the comments posted beneath her videos, she says: “Obviously, you’re not going to enjoy ones like ‘Oh, look at the hype’ and ‘This will all be over before it begins’.” Then, forlornly, she adds: “If I could do it over, I think I would just post the song.” Ah, “just” the song.

Well, perhaps that’s the point. Listen to Video Games’s incredible bridge, on which, as harp and piano ascend, the singer captures the rapture/wistfulness one-two of love, singing, almost sighing, “It’s you, it’s you, it’s all for you”, then tell me you’re still bothered by her lips or her parentage. It will say far more about you than about Lizzy Grant if you are.

Originally published on thetimes.co.uk with the headline Who’s in the driving seat?, and in the October 2, 2011 print edition of The Sunday Times.

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Clamp Terminal Blocks

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Surrounded by the Moon and Stars ✷ 30

Pairings: Sirius B, F!Reader, Remus L  Warnings: Language, angst, meeting new characters Important Question: do you guys prefer shorter or longer chapters? also, I listened to first love / late spring by Mitski for this ch if anyone else wants to listen along!

【 Masterlist | Previous Chapter | ao3 】

Chapter 30: Like a Tall Child

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Remus was alone for the trip back to King’s Cross; not wanting to be stuck with James or Peter who would only pester him. He mulled over his thoughts as his head rested against the window, watching the scenery whip by. But the more he had time to think, it caused more guilt to build; they were only trying to be supportive. They cared so much, still willing to associated with someone like… him. And all he did was push them away. He didn’t deserve real mates like them.

Remus tried to distract himself: knitting, drawing — reading next year’s material, but settled on pulling out his cartridge of cigarettes. About to light one, his attention was drawn to the soft knocking on the carriage door. Lily was there, waving before coming in.

“Hey,” she said, closing the door and sitting down. “I wanted to say bye for the summer.”

He exhaled, now itching for the rush of nicotine while Lily fidgeted in her seat. He already knew why she was there.

“Sev — Snape — came to me a couple days ago…”

It was impossible to escape, wasn’t it?

“They’re mad, his theories… He’s been telling me the entire year and kept going on about this one story… wild story of you and Y/N and the other Marauders…” Lily looked up nervously.

Instead of getting angry, Remus closed his eyes, feeling himself sink further into the cushions, centring his breathing. “What did he say?”

“He’s been telling me you’re a… a...”

“Werewolf?”

She froze at the word, having to take a deep inhale and suddenly looked paler than usual. Remus wanted to jump out of the moving train. “Yes,” she stated, “But I told him to bugger off.”

Lily stopped again, meeting his eyes. “So… It’s true?”

“You can’t tell anyone.”

Lily sat straight, leaning over and even putting a hand on her chest, close to her heart. “I’ll take it to the grave.”

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(Letters between Y/N and friends)

To my lovely Whiskers, I hope your summer has been grand so far. Are you sure you can’t spend time with me? It’s been so lonely. Prongs

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Dear Bambi, Unfortunately, I can’t. Mom’s dragging me to New York for the month. Something about being invited to do a special surgery. Said leaving me alone will do no good. I promise to bring you back a souvenir? How are things with Black? Whiskers

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My adoring, wonderful Whiskers, And it hasn’t. My parents are concerned. They’ve been trying to get me to talk about what happened but I can’t. Dumbledore and McGonagall have already started their punishments. He lost over 200 points for next year, got detention for half the year and he can’t try out for the Quidditch team if he wanted to. I wonder what they’ll do next. I love souvenirs! All things Muggle! Yours truly, Prongs/Bambi/James

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July 20th, 1976 Meet me in Times Square at 1 pm on the 8th. There’s a bench outside a bagel store, there’s no way you’ll miss it. Until next time, Matthew G.

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¡Hola! Greetings from Barcelona! My brothers took a few weeks off to spend time with me to come to Spain with my parents! They’re dragging me to a football game later. I heard they call it ‘soccer’ in North America. M. McKinnon

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Y/N L/N, Hello, I hope you’re having a wonderful break. Your letters are the highlight of my day and they keep me busy. So I hate to inform you that you need to stop sending me letters for now. I’m not supposed to be getting any and my parents are going to start confiscating them if I receive any more. I’m sorry. I can’t wait to see you in the fall. R.A.B

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I’m visiting Tuney with my parents in a few days. She moved to London for a clerical job in March and we’re meeting her boyfriend, Vernon! He sounds nice but she’s told me she’s nervous about me and magic around him. Lily

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Petals! I’m sure you’ll be fine! Who couldn't love you? Write back and tell me what happens!

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Whiskers, I’m with my parents up in Wales in their cottage. I was born there before having to move for my Dad’s work. Also, I think I have to get a rabbit. James always told people that I got my scars from a poorly behaved rabbit and if I’m not seen with one soon, people will start to question. Remus

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Does this mean I get to call you Moony now? Professor Moony? Wales? And that’s where that small accent comes from. It bleeds through when you’re concentrating or relaxing. And a rabbit? At least they’re cute! I’m sure you can just Transfigure a book though. Y/N

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Professor Moony? Haha, okay! And really? I never knew. I’m kind of embarrassed now. I’ve thought about that but at this point, I think it would be easier just to have one.

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Oh no! It’s nice! Gives you personality. I think it suits you well How about… Moody Moony near full moons? And Moody Moony Mondays on Mondays.

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Now you’ve gone too far. Bloody fucking Moody Moony? Have you ever heard of Mad-Eye Moody?

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Would you prefer 'my Moony' then?

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Yes, actually.

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August 6th, 1976

“Hurry up!”

She thudded down from the top of the staircase, dragging her trunk behind while her mother sped out of the terminal door, flagging down one of the zipping yellow taxis with her luggage in hand.

It was strange, being with her mother again after almost a year apart. She hadn’t come to King’s Cross again, instead sending her a bus fare in anticipation of school ending. She hoped for some sort of recognition, any kind of sign that she was missed but was only given a side-armed hug and delved back into work.

Y/N wondered if maybe she just didn’t want her there, hoping she would get lost and never come back. She only had been on a bus in London twice, therefore almost ensuring that she would get lost and would have stayed lost if she didn’t have extra spare change to use a payphone.

Ignoring the crackle of whispers as she strode to the cab, people blatantly stared at her unnatural coloured hair, as she entered the car, slamming the door shut.

“Where ya ladies off too?” Said the driver, pulling out a map from their car door.

“Cranberry Street, Brooklyn Heights.”

It was a quiet drive, aside from the driver drumming their fingers on the steering wheel at the sound of the Bee Gees blasting in the background. She watched other cabs whipping back and forth, people going on with their days, the dirty streets and building under construction.

“Hey, mom?” She asked, reasoning now was a good time to talk about her OWL results. She’d gotten them mere seconds before leaving their house back in London and she’d been putting off looking at the results until now.

She only grunted, flicking through one of her medical journals, jotting down notes. “I don’t have time right now.”

Y/N sighed, that familiar sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach expanded again. “It’s kind of important.”

“Not now.” She waved her hand and ended the conversation.

Thirty minutes later, the cab came to a stop as they grabbed their luggage and strolled up to the brownstone building they were renting for the month.

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Jet lag got to her as she unwinded lounged until finally getting up from bed that morning as her mom rushed around the house. She frantically was putting on shoes, dressed impeccably sharp, no doubt in hopes to make an impression as her eyes flew across her journal. Her feet were scrambling to the door as she flung her bag over her shoulder.

“Have a good d —” And then the door slammed shut.

She stared blankly at the door for a while and then turned around, getting ready for her day. A daint drum of excitement yet nervousness built up, pushing aside that sinking feeling. Today she was going to see Matthew again.

Having a few hours to spare, Y/N walked around, marvelling at the tall buildings and lights before heading into the heart of Time Square, immediately spotting the bench outside the bagel shop. She sat, waiting for him anxiously. She made sure to wear a hat, covering any sight of hair to avoid weird stares and chatter.

But then a few minutes turned into ten and then twenty minutes later.

Slipping out the letter again to make sure, she re-read it. Time Square, at one, today… near the bagel shop…

“Where y’at?”

Her head lifted as she jumped to her feet and pulled each other into a tight hug.

“Matthew!”

His face nuzzled into the side of her neck, arms wrapped around tight as her face pressed gently into his chest. Eventually, she pulled away - arms outstretched to get a good look.

Matthew Gaplin looked different. His hair, coarse and thick, had grown. He was taller, filled out more, tan skin became even tanner from the beating sun and he filled out.

His smile was large. “S’been so long.”

She gave him a small whack!

“Ow!” He jumped back, “What’s wrong wiv ya?”

“I thought you stood me up.”

“Sorry, doing something for Mom. Had to wait on line forever.”

He looked down bashfully, now staring at the hat. His face made a disgusted look. “It’s disgusting out. Why are you wearing —” Curiously lifting the hat, his lids widened astronomically as Y/N grabbed it, covering her wild hair.

“I told you,” she hissed.

“Right the Potter sport!” He gave a full-body laugh. “Oh come on, I wanna see it again!”

But her hand clamped down on that hat to prevent him from pulling it off. “No! The Muggles keep judging —“

“Muggles?” Matthew’s brows furrowed. “The fuck is a Muggle? Sounds… demeaning.”

“Sorry, it’s what they call No-Majs.”

“Ahh,” and then he moved to loop an arm around her shoulders and continued to walk. “Too good to use ol’American terms?”

“Turned British snob.”

They laughed loudly as he took charge, showing her around the city. There was something so calming amid the chaos of New York. The bustle, low chatter and his enthusiasm made it all the better.

Soon enough, after hours of walking around, they both came to a stop in a large park as they grew hungry. Matthew disappeared for a while, leaving her alone to lay down on the soft grass before returning, holding up a brown bag with two drinks.

“Got us bagels wiv schmear.”

She mumbled out a thanks and took it from him as he sat down on the grass beside her.

“Missed ya, really.”

She shoved him playfully, his head dropping bashfully. “Shut up.”

It stayed quiet for a bit, as they listened to the birds chirping until he broke the silence again. “Ya thinkin’ ‘bout moving back eventually, right?”

“Why?”

Matthew gave her a haughty look, contemplating his words carefully. “Do ya… not know? They’re losing the war.”

Momentary terror gripped her heart but she swallowed it down fast. “Matthew,” her voice dropped, “Please, I want a fun summer… can we not talk about the war? I have more than enough time to worry later."

He wanted to keep talking, worried for his good friend but he refrained, biting down on his lip and nodded stiffly.

“So…” he thought to himself, contemplating how to change the direction of their conversation and fast. “Fess up, what’s been goin’ on over there.”

“Huh?”

“You’re telling me you haven't — what is it called? Kissing?”

“Snogging?”

He smiled. “You’re telling me you haven’t snogged anyone of those rich Old-Majs yet?”

“Nope!” She spoke too quickly and voice was a little too high.

“Liar. Ya going tell me who then?” Y/N looked down, hand going to fiddle with the fem of her clothes while Matthew shook her. “Come on! Tell me!”

“Fine! His name is Sirius Black.”

Matthew's eyes widened in recognition as he sat upright. “You don’t mean the Black family? Gawd! No way!”

“What?”

“And ya don’t even know!” Matthew was full of amusement. “They’re one of the oldest wizarding families out there! Are you still wiv him?”

Y/N stopped, trying to conceal a chuckle. She didn’t have it in her to lie anymore. “No! He almost got me killed.”

“Ha. Ha, very clever. Fine, don’t tell me.”

“You? Anything exciting?”

Matthew snorted. “Fought over a fin if that counts as exciting.”

“You know that’s not what I'm talking about,” she teased.

He abruptly became very serious and it had Y/N sitting up straighter. Matthew breathed in, this time not looking at her but instead at his metal pop can. “I’ve… had a tumble wiv a few... didn’t matter their… genders.”

It took a second for his words to click in but when it did, her mouth fell open and saw his face fall as she pulled him into a tight hug. “I don’t care who you cop, just be safe and have fun.”

He mumbled into her shoulder. “Been rehearsing that since I knew you were visitin’.”

“Love ya, could never judge you.” He tried to look insulted from the babying but prickled with tears before wiping them away quickly.

“Bless ya!”

“You alright though?”

“Now that I know your reaction, never betta. Now, you talk, enough ‘bout me.”

After making sure he was okay, Y/N prattled about Hogwarts. Matthew would pop in a few times, asking her to clarify or ask what words the British used — he often called her his ‘British insight.’ She rambled much about her day, her new friends but made sure to leave out a few details. Matthew became peculiarly silent through most of her speech. It wasn’t like him to not try to speak up, but he looked at her with something she’d only seen a few times prior.

Matthew stared at her for a long time, analyzing with underlying adoration. “What did them Brits do to ya?”

She looked at him, waiting for him to continue. “Ya sound different.” He says calmly, going to sip on his pop. “Talk funny.”

“Tawk funny,” she mocked and earned a shove. “Different? How so?”

“Everything ‘bout you seems different. Y’look happier,” he smiles, although there was a twinge of hurt. “Talk softer, look different — move differently and ya voice sounds different… but the same.”

She takes a bit of her food. “I hope that isn’t a bad thing.”

Matthew smiles gently, sheepish but there. “Not at all.”

She smiled back. Matthew always knew how to make her smile and it felt good, normal.

“Happy looks good on ya.”

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She finally sat down, tired from the long day she spent wandering the city. But it wasn’t long until a tapping sound came from the window. Celeste was there, waiting with a letter in her beak. She walked up to her, letting her fly inside and opened the letter.

Got my OWL results. Outstanding in Astronomy, DADA, Charms, Transfigs. Exceeds Expectations in everything else but an Acceptable in Potions. Moony

She re-read that last part. Remus getting Acceptable in Potions? Her attention travelled to the stark white envelope peeking out from the side pocket of her carry-on. She marched up to it, ripping it open and scanned the paper.

Outstanding in Transfiguration, Potions and Herbology, Arithmancy. Exceeds Expectations in everything else except Poor in History of Magic. She cringed at that.

She immediately got up from her seat. Rushing over to the master bedroom, peeking her head in. “Mom?” She said quietly, “Can I talk to you.”

“Didn’t I tell you I was busy?” Her voice cut through. “It’s not the time to be a nuisance.”

A scorching feeling of anger thrummed through her but kept her voice low and steady. “That was a few days ago.”

"My answer didn't change."

Any semblance of calm vanished. “It’s about my OWLs. My future. I need some sort of guidance.”

“I wouldn’t understand them,” she sighed and peered up. There was an odd expression, borderlining on confusion and something else. “It’s not the same. I’m not a… witch like you are. I don’t know how to help you.”

“I’ll make it into No-Maj terms?” Y/N’s voice was tight and came rushing over to where she sat on the couch. And laid out her examination results. “Look, an O is the same as getting an A! It’s the highest grade you can get. And here,” she pointed, “My teacher, Professor Slughorn, invites me to parties because of my work in Potions class. I’m one of his top students.”

She glanced at her mom excitedly but was met with a look of annoyance and slight judgement. But she continued, “A-and in Herbology I'm doing excellent too! I was becoming interested in becoming a Healer. I told you in my letters. It’s similar to being —”

“I’m sorry,” her mother said but it didn’t have any trace of guilt or sorrow, “I’m busy and you’re getting in the way of work — my achievements — that you know are important.”

“Are mine not important?”

A thick, profound silence filled the space between them. Everything about the connotation had her averting her body, feeling the sinking in her chest explode. From the war, traumatic near death experience and her mother's constant aloof nature, it was her cracking point.

Snatching the OWLs results, she walked out the door, shutting it gently before diving into her room; throwing the covers over her head.

All the New-Maj and No-Maj children were told stories of the Boogeyman. To Y/N, it felt comparable to reverting to a small child as she tucked herself into a tight ball. She recalled watching all the other children running up their parents, being roped with large hugs and smiles, surrounded with infinite quantities of love as they left the school playground. She remembered being envious, wanting to have two parents as the images of the Boogeyman drew near.

There was an overwhelming sense to scream — to cry out for guidance as the knot in her stomach grew. Instead of her mother coming to her rescue — to reassure, to give any sense of security or safety while other parents would scare off the Boogeyman or monsters ready to nip at their children’s toes under the bed, Y/N was left in the dark as all sense of relief or love vanished. It left her vulnerable, exposed to the monsters lurking in the dark.

Her mother may have not been physically absent but it sure felt like it.

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Slang dictionary:

Fin = $5 / five dollar bill Bagels with schmear = bagels with cream cheese Wait on line = the same as 'Wait in line' Pop = Canadian slang for soda / soft drinks Sport / old sport = (depending on the context) a term of endearment similar to buddy, pal, friend

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[ecswire]

Connecting the Dots: Exploring the Types of Wire Connectors in Electronics

Wire connectors play a crucial role in the world of electronics, facilitating secure and reliable connections between wires and components. With a variety of types available, each designed for specific purposes, understanding the different wire connectors is essential for efficient electronic assembly and maintenance. Let's delve into the various types of wire connectors in electronics and their unique characteristics.

1. Crimp Connectors

Crimp connectors are widely used in electronics for creating permanent electrical connections. They consist of a metal sleeve that is crimped onto a wire using a specialized tool, creating a strong and secure bond. Crimp connectors come in various types, including ring terminals, spade terminals, butt connectors, and quick-connect terminals, each suited for different wire gauges and applications.

2. Screw Terminals

Screw terminals are another common type of wire connector used in electronics. They feature a screw mechanism that clamps down on stripped wire ends, creating a reliable electrical connection. Screw terminals are often found in terminal blocks, electrical switches, and power distribution panels, providing a convenient and adjustable way to connect and disconnect wires.

3. Wire Nuts

Wire nuts, also known as twist-on connectors, are used to join multiple wires together securely. They feature a threaded cap that twists onto the stripped ends of wires, creating a tight and insulated connection. Wire nuts are commonly used in residential and commercial electrical wiring for connecting wires within junction boxes, light fixtures, and electrical outlets.

4. Push-In Connectors

Push-in connectors, also referred to as push-in wire connectors or push-in terminals, offer a quick and tool-free way to connect wires. These connectors feature spring-loaded slots where stripped wire ends can be inserted, creating a secure connection without the need for twisting or crimping. Push-in connectors are often used in lighting fixtures, switches, and electrical appliances for easy installation and maintenance.

5. Terminal Blocks

Terminal blocks are modular connectors that provide a convenient way to connect multiple wires or components. They consist of insulated blocks with metal terminals or screws where wires can be attached. Terminal blocks come in various configurations, including barrier strips, DIN rail-mounted blocks, and PCB-mounted blocks, making them versatile for different electronic applications.

6. D-sub Connectors

D-sub connectors, named for their D-shaped metal shell, are commonly used for data and signal connections in electronics. They feature multiple pins arranged in rows, with different configurations such as DB9, DB15, and DB25. D-sub connectors are used in computer peripherals, audio/video equipment, and industrial automation systems for reliable data transmission.

7. JST Connectors

JST connectors, manufactured by Japan Solderless Terminal (JST) Corporation, are compact and reliable connectors commonly used in electronic devices and appliances. They come in various series and styles, including wire-to-board connectors, wire-to-wire connectors, and board-to-board connectors. JST connectors are known for their low profile, high current capacity, and secure locking mechanisms.

8. RJ Connectors

RJ connectors, short for Registered Jack connectors, are widely used in telecommunications and networking applications. They include RJ45 connectors for Ethernet connections, RJ11 connectors for telephone lines, and RJ12 connectors for data transmission. RJ connectors feature multiple contacts that align with corresponding pins in jacks or sockets, providing a standardized and reliable interface for data and voice communication.

Conclusion

The types of wire connectors in electronics are diverse and specialized, each serving a specific purpose in creating and maintaining electrical connections. From crimp connectors for secure terminations to push-in connectors for easy installations, the variety of connectors available allows for efficient and reliable electronic assembly. Understanding the characteristics and applications of these connectors is essential for electronics engineers, technicians, and hobbyists to ensure proper connectivity and functionality in electronic devices and systems.

[danny-chase]

Big Brother instinct, Dick and either Cass, Gar, Danny Chase, Steph, Kara, Rose, or anyone else u want

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman (Comics), Nightwing (Comics), Batgirl (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dick Grayson & Cassandra Cain, Dick Grayson & Bruce Wayne Characters: Dick Grayson, Cassandra Cain, Bruce Wayne Additional Tags: Dick grayson centric, Fire, Burns, hair styling, Ice Cream, Hurt/Comfort, Late Nights, Fluff and Angst, Batfamily (DCU), Batfamily (DCU) Feels, Batfamily Dynamics (DCU), Missions Gone Wrong, Good Sibling Dick Grayson, Cassandra Cain is bad at feelings, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Feelings Series: Part 11 of Bad Things Happen Bingo Summary:

Dick talks with Cass after a mission doesn't go as planned.

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“Argh!” Dick snaps back to attention as Bruce’s angry grunt rattles through the cave. The few bats still in for the night stir, their wings rustling in the distance. An avalanche of papers fly off of Bruce’s desk, and his grizzled form slumps forward, hands firmly planted on the table. His shoulders sag under some unknown strain; as if he’s carrying the weight of the sky.

“Hmm.” Dick blinks back another wave of exhaustion, he’s not working on a case – but Bruce is – and company always makes working more fun. Besides, Bruce is on a time limit and Alfred can’t stop him from escaping his room. So. Here he is. He took an oath - it’s his job to help.

Dick’s eleven and Bruce’s a pillar of reassurance – a precariously stacked pile of rocks constantly on the verge of crumbling. He has no idea how to pick up the pieces. No idea how to seal the cracks. “Bruce?” He mumbles, swinging his legs off his spinny chair. Bruce doesn’t look up, his mouth drawn in a tight line. The ghost of tears well in his eyes. Not good.

Dick scoots off the chair, lightheaded for a moment. He shakes the stars out of his eyes, nodding back and forth, up and down, like Bruce does when he’s sleepy. It’s late. He has school tomorrow. Not that it matters. Bruce will let him skip if he asks the right way. He jogs in place for a few seconds, readying himself, warming up his muscles.

There’s not much he can do to help, but he can at least put on a little show. He runs forward launching into a cartwheel, picking up the papers as he goes – Bruce likes his tricks, sometimes they even make him laugh, sometimes –

Bruce snags his ankle out of the air, his quick reflexes saving Dick from crashing into the edge of a counter. He finds himself hanging, the world stuck upside down as his hands dangle inches from the floor. “Thanks.” He looks up at Bruce’s weary face.

A yawn escapes his lips, and the corners of Bruce’s mouth twitch. “I’m going to have to child-proof the cave at this rate.” He tries for humor but it falls flat, his hearts not in it all.

He stares up, sticking his tongue out. Bruce’s frown doesn’t fade. “Are you okay?” He asks. Bruce’s hands fumble, and Dick swings dangerously low to the floor before he’s recovered. Not willing to take the chance again, he curls up, grabbing Bruce’s forearms and pulls himself up through his arms, settling himself on sturdy shoulders.

Bruce drops his feet. “I’m fine. Why would ask that?” He sounds almost hurt and Dick’s too tired to figure out why.

He slides down easily, Bruce gently deposits him on the floor. “You looked sad.” A yawn leaves his mouth without permission, he stumbles slightly, and a hand clamps down on his shoulder. He reaches back up, and Bruce throws him up against his shoulder, wrapping him in a hug.

Dick yawns contently, his eyelids fluttering without his permission, as Bruce starts walking towards the stairs. “I’m sorry…” The arm around his back pulls him a bit tighter. “I’m just not enough.” A shaking hand combs through his hair and Dick squeezes back because he doesn’t know what to say.

Bruce grunts as he takes a step up the stairs. “Sleep on it?” Dick suggests, resting his eyes for just a moment.

“Mmhmm. It’s bedtime.” Dick’s half asleep by the time they reach the top. He’s not sure he hears Bruce whisper, “You’re a great kid, chum.”

It took Dick years before he really understood the feeling. And even more years before he made the connection that that was how Bruce had felt on late nights spent scouring for clues that just didn’t seem to exist, having worked for days straight on three hours of sleep, and watching Gotham send all of it up in flames setting you back months on an investigation.

He’s learned there’s nights it’s impossible to save everyone – hell, he’s seen Clark get his ass kicked, and Clark’s damn near close to god. Dick would know – the Titans have fought their namesake. But the Titans have fought humans and lost despite half their members being godlike, and besides that most days now he’s alone. It doesn’t matter how hard he tries, how much he plans, how prepared he is; sometimes things just go to hell and a handbasket and there’s nothing he can physically do to prevent it.

Most of the time, he’s fine with that. It’s fine he has limits. Logically, he knows he can’t be expected to everything. Logically, he knows it’s a waste of time to worry about it. Logically, he knows it’s okay to take a night off, watch a nature documentary, invite a friend over, stay in and spend the night simply existing.

But it feels like he could be doing more – should be doing more. He feels that restlessness overtake him, and springs to his feet “Bruce I-”

Bruce gives him his patented bat-glare from where he’s sitting, looking up from a familiar pile of papers. Once it would have intimidated him into sitting back down. Now he just returns it with a patented one of his own. “-I think I’ll suit up and head out for the night, Tim could probably use some back up with-”

“Dick.” There’s this exasperated tone that Bruce can only ever seem to muster when saying his name. He pauses for a just a second, his eyes flickering down to Bruce’s clenched fists and tight shoulders. “Let me handle it.” It comes out as an order, but reading between the lines, it’s a plea.

Bruce would never admit it out loud, worry practically bleeds out of the man. Guilt gnaws on the inside of his chest, though, he’s not sure what it’s even from; the guilt of making Bruce worry or the guilt of being a useless sack of broken and bruised ribs while people need Nightwing’s help. Being benched sucks, but he knows enough to compromise. “Let me run the comms? Babs could use a night off.” She sleeps less than him and Bruce knows it.

The gray streaks in Bruce’s hair stand out all the more as he lets out a bone deep sigh. Dick rolls his eyes – he doesn’t get to do this right now. “You literally let me go out last night I don’t understand why-”

“Last night was an emergency. I didn’t have a choice.” His frown widens, his face etched in an eternal look of pain, mixed with disproval. “Two nights ago… you almost…” His mouth seals itself shut, unspoken words hanging in the air between them. It’s Bruce that breaks the gaze first. “Run the comms, don’t overexert yourself. It should be a quiet night…” He stands, hesitates before walking off “And get to bed early.”

Dick bites back a laugh, Bruce hasn’t talked to him like that since he was thirteen. “Alright.” He resists the urge to poke fun, and follows Bruce through the passage behind the grandfather clock.

“So Ives was talking about the Pirates of the Caribbean movie with me the other day, and we might go see it this weekend if I have the time. Gee- I can’t remember the last time I saw movie in theaters or even really hung out with him.” Tim’s endless chatter helps him stay awake in the dimly lit cave. His throbbing ribs help too, maybe he shouldn’t have tried doing push-ups. “Dad and Dana want to drop me off, but Ives has a car now, though dad’s still worried cuz of the time some wacko tried to stop us at a traffic light.”

Dick hums, a smile creeping its way up his face. “I can drop you off if it’s an issue.”

“Really?! That’d be awesome, you could stay for the movie if you wanted to, but I don’t know if you’d like it, I mean are pirates really your thing? I always figured you’d be more into Vikings or probably aliens actually, or something like-” A red light flashes on the screen, and Dick snaps to attention.

“Hold that thought.” Tim’s chatter ceases immediately as Dick furiously types on the terminal. He punches into the main line. “Batgirl how fast can you get to the corner of 16th and Murphy’s Ave, there’s a building on fire and you’re the only one anywhere near the Upper East Side.” A 911 operator calms down a hysterical woman in his left ear, Cass asking direction in the right.

He pulls up a map. “I-I can’t find a way out!” The woman shrieks. “I don’t know what happened, I was sleeping and-” she breaks off into raspy hacks.

“Go straight, turn right after three blocks down.” Dick winces, as the lady continues chocking on smoke. “C’mon Cass. Get there.” He mutters off the line. He eyes his cycle sitting idly in the bay – he’s twenty minutes out; Cass needs backup. He opens up another line. “Batman I need you to follow Batgirl, what’s your eta?”

Bruce grunts back, he hears thudding over the line. “Fifteen minutes.” The woman screams in his other ear, he yanks the earbud out as a massive bang nearly blows out his eardrum. Picking it back up, he can’t hear the woman anymore, only the roar of flames and falling debris.

“Shit.” He pulls up video from a street camera. “Shit.” The building’s collapsing in on itself. “Permission to call the league?” He clicks through to their line of communications, his finger hovering over the button.

“Here.” Cass scrambles into view, bursting through a window. Shit.

Bruce learned his limits long ago. Dick’s finally settling into his. Cass? They simply don’t register on her radar. The buildings coming down in mere minutes; she’s going to get killed.

“What’s the situation?” Bruce yells in his ear.

“Batgirl get out of there!” He screams at Cass. She’s going to die – the building’s not stable, and he’s the one that sent her there. “Make it five minutes – the building’s coming down.” He yells to Bruce. “Batgirl!” He watches a few windows blow out. A firetruck careens down the street.

“Permission granted.” Bruce huffs and Dick can’t click the button fast enough.

A couple more windows blow out, and the building seems to lean to the side. Finally he sees Cass climb back out a window, holding a couple kids in her arms as she leaps to the ground. “BATGIRL GET THEM CLEAR!” His heart pounds in his throat as she runs forwards, the building groaning behind her, crumbling to the side. Chaos erupts, chunks of flaming debris cascading from the top of the building, as the second floor merges with the first.

Dick blinks, his mouth dry. “There’s more people-” he can’t hear Cass over the ensuing cacophony as he watches the building topple to the ground. “NO!” He faintly hears her scream as the screen erupts in static.

Dick slams his fists on the desk. His chest constricts painfully. “Nightwing. Report.” Bruce’s steady voice reminds him to breathe. His chest spasms. Shit. “Nightwing!” Bruce demands as he tries to catch his breath.

“Building collapsed.” He manages to get out. “One sec.” He takes a few deep breaths, leaning back in the chair for support. “Batgirl report.” He’s greeted with silence. “Batgirl, please, if you’re there I need you to respond.”

“I…” Cass trials off. Dick sighs in relief. “I’m sorry.” The line cuts off. Well. Shit.

“Nightwing! I’m headed to the location.” Bruce squawks. Dick sighs.

“It’s going to be a long night. Search and rescue, I’ll call in backup.” Shit. So much for an early bedtime.

“Hey.” Someone shakes his shoulder. He makes a grab for their wrist and misses, his mind processing where the hell he is. He blinks a few times.

“Cass?” Her hair’s plastered to the side of her head and she’s covered in soot. Nicks, rips, and tears decorate her costume. Dick wipes his eyes as the ashy smell of smoke overwhelms his senses. Cass takes a few steps back, heading towards the locker room. “Wait.” He had something to say to her, his mind racing to catch up.

She hops up onto a counter. His mind shuffles through the events earlier in the night. “Bruce sent you back?” Cass nods glumly. The rescue efforts weren’t going well when he dozed off. The JLA sent in everyone they could spare; there’s nothing they can do anymore. Not that Bruce won’t try.

Cass’s lips are sealed. There’s a haunting expression in her eyes, her shoulders slump forward, her hands firmly plant themselves on the counter for support.

And his friends think he’s too much like Bruce.

“Hey.” He starts. She gives him a weary look, tears welling in her eyes. Well, maybe not exactly like Bruce. “Look, I’m sorry I put you in that position.” Cass shakes her head. “Sometimes things like this happen. I should have-”

“Stop.” Cass pulls her feet up on the counter, getting dust everywhere. “I should have been faster.” She swallows, refusing to let the tears spill over. “My fault.”

Dick watches as she glides off the counter, yanking off her gloves and dropping them on the floor. Burn marks dot her hands and the edges of her hair are singed. “You did everything you could.” She hesitates, before taking a step towards the showers.

“Not enough.” She mutters before storming off, leaving a trail of soot in her wake.

He stands up. “Cass.” The lock snaps shut with a click as she slips into the bathroom. Leaving Dick in an empty cave once more.

By the time he returns downstairs, Cass is already out of the shower, looking displeased. “You took my clothes.” She notes unhappily, a pale pink towel tucked tightly around her shoulders.

Dick watches water drip down from her hair, pattering on the floor. The trail leading back to the bathroom is now mixed with water and soot. Alfred’s going to be pissed. “I took your costume.” He clarifies. “And I brought you clothes.” He gestures towards the open door.

Cass scowls, planting her feet defiantly. “I’m going out.” She reaches out a hand. Dick shrugs – there’s no way she can find where he hid her filthy suit before they get a chance to wash it.

It’s all too familiar, reading the lines across her brow, watching her shoulders slump when she stills, and scanning red rimmed eyes. “What are you going to do like that?” He points out, Cass angrily storming towards him. “You’re tired, you’ll just end up being in the way.” He dodges left as a fist flies past his face. “You would have hit if I wasn’t right.” She’s faster than him on his best days.

She glares at him with pursed lips, staring before turning on her heel and storming off towards the bathroom. The door slams behind her, triggering the rustling of far away wings.

Dick sighs – he hopes he wasn’t this temperamental when he lived with Bruce. “Come up to the kitchen when you’re done, I need your help with something.” The lie rolls easily off his tongue, though he feels a twinge of guilt as Cass groans behind closed doors.

Cass’s eyes widen as she enters the room. Dick offers a smile as she edges closer to the table. He tosses a spoon, she snags it out of the air. “Dig in.” There’s a carton of chocolate ice cream – double chocolate chunk brownie sundae with hot fudge and chocolate sprinkles to be precise – and tons of candy. It’s not stuff Bruce keeps around, but Dick’s has a stash at Tim’s house reserved for movie nights. He’ll restock later.

Cass vigorously stabs the ice cream with her spoon, a smile dancing across her face as she takes a few bites. She pauses, sticking the spoon back in the cartoon, looking up with a confused expression. “Why?” She’s wearing fluffy pajama bottoms, fuzzy socks, and an old worn college sweatshirt that’s frayed at the hems. Dick can almost pretend he’s back, talking to Donna after she broke up with Roy their sophomore year of high school.

She’s watching Dick carefully. He hums casually. “You had a rough night.” This is what the Titans always did. She shrugs.

“Things happen.” She shovels a few more bites into her mouth. “I want to go out.” It’s hard for Dick to find her tough and grizzled when she’s guzzling gummi worms, kicking her feet back and forth on the stool.

“Consider this a reason to stay in.” She gives him a sideways glance. “You did as much as you can, that’s enough.” Cass looks pointedly at her ice cream, not hesitating before diving back into it.

“Spar with me?” She licks a skittle before sticking it in her mouth.

Dick snorts. “If I don’t have a heart attack, I think Bruce would.” She snaps up to attention, grabbing his wrist and quickly finding his pulse point. “I’m fine, Cass.” Her hands are freezing. He places one of his on top of hers. “If you weren’t there I wouldn’t have been.” He says quietly, catching her eye. “Thank you.” She pulls back as if burned, quickly busying herself with the candy. He waits a moment before adding, “I think those kids you saved are grateful too.”

Cass throws a bag of M&M’s at him, he’s a second too slow and it pelts him in the face. “Noted.” He grins. “Uh, also, I’m going to have to do something with your hair.”

“What.”

“Cass, hold still.” She immediately stops squirming under his hands. “Thanks.” She hums back, tucked under an old blanket that never seems to leave the back of the couch. Bruce still isn’t here, but Tim checked in after his stakeout, and headed home a half an hour ago. He snips away another lock of burnt hair, tossing it into a trash can next to him.

He rests his forearms on the back of the sofa, contemplating which section of her hair to start with next. “You find one you like yet?” He asks, peeking over her shoulder at the images of hairstyles.

“Uhh.” She scrolls a bit more. “I don’t care.” She tosses the phone up to the top of the couch.

“Mmm.” He didn’t expect much else. Donna texted him a picture earlier to copy – something easy to pull back but still stylish. He attacks the next section, carefully brushing out the tangles, starting bottom to the top. He’s oddly grateful for all those times he did Donna and Kory’s hair.

‘Practice for when Bruce finally adopts a girl.’ They used to tease. ‘You’ll have a real sister, and if his track record holds she’ll have black hair and blue eyes.’ He’s never lived the irony down. Though, Cass’s eyes are a beautiful warm brown, so Donna and Kory can take that.

“You know.” He keeps his tone light. “Most hairdressers and their clients talk.” Cass remains set in stony silence. “Though I guess most people go to a salon to get their hair cut.” He just visits Joey. “Some people say it’s like free therapy.”

“You talk a lot.” Cass notes. He pulls up doodle jump on his phone and passes it back to her. She plays a couple rounds before the phone’s placed back beside him.

“Do you want to talk about it?” He already knows the answer, but still asks all the same.

“No.” Bruce never wanted to either. Barbara used to talk to him… before he left for the Titans and took years to look back. Though he likes to dream otherwise, he knows there’ll come a day when Tim won’t want to talk to him anymore either.

It doesn’t get any easier being shut out. “That’s alright. If you change your mind I’m here.” He grabs the shears, snipping away another dead end.

“Thanks.”

“Dick.” A hiss awakes him, light following soon after. He squints, turning away to bury his face in a cushion. “Where’s Cassandra?”

He turns, eyes snapping open as he quickly scans the sofa. The blanket hangs off the edge, Cass nowhere to be seen. One of her custom batarangs sticks out of his armchair’s armrest, a few inches from his hand. “She must have found her costume.” He notes, glancing towards the pajamas crumpled in the doorway. His eyes meet Bruce’s as he lets out a tired sigh.

His hair’s dripping, fresh from a shower, and it’s singed at the edges. Dick nods towards the sheers on the coffee table. “Tomorrow.” Bruce decides, crossing the room, picking up the blanket as he goes. Dick pushes down the footrest, slowly rising to his feet. His ribs twinge at every move, in hindsight, falling asleep hanging off the side of an armchair wasn’t his best idea. Bruce hovers closer than normal, watching carefully, worry lines set in concern. “Bed.”

Dick’s too tired to argue. “Bed.” He agrees. And though Bruce doesn’t carry him, he accompanies him up the stairs.