#Power Line Filters

[lorillee]

im really normal about them <- lie

[cyntrix]

rain pouring from a rust orange sky

[bugkisserr]

[spaghettiisinmysoul]

REGARDING MY LAST POST OMFG if they changed moon knights lines at all and had him talk as Steven or Jake occasionally I would be SO HAPPY ARE YOU KIDDING????? Like Khonshu gets to talk!!!!!!! What about my boys huh?! Why’s Marc always taking the spotlight???

I don’t have it but I’m sure someone else does, does the Mr knight skin sound different than regular moon knight? OOH OOH MAYBE THEYLL ADD NEW LINES WITH THE SHOW SKIN!!!!!!

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

hang on are cougars like panthers

[njzcmbie]

[serraic]

YOUR CHARACTER IN FIVE QUOTES!

( repost, do not reblog. )

Tell us your favorite quotes from your character. Give us an idea of who they are by five things they’ve said. Then tag your friends.

OK, let’s see… Saint Elimine, praise be your graces. Please ensure that no one dies in this battle. Please grant me speed to heal my allies’ wounds. And, um, what else… I want Hector to give me a lot of gold, and I want to get all the food and only ever have to do the fun jobs, and I want a servant who does whatever I say, and everyone should worship me and give me things, and… uhh…

I really am of the bloodline of an Etrurian count’s family, I am! I just can’t meet them right now because of family… family issues! But, someday… Someday. My true parents will come to welcome me back. (…) My mother and father are truly kind people, who thought often of me, alone in the abbey… I… I’m sure of it! It has to be true.

I’m going to use my staff! Watch in wonder!

Blessed Saint Elimine, grant us the strength to win this with ease.

…Sniff Sniff… ……It’s fine… It’s my own fault for being so foolish. It’s no wonder you all hate me so.

Tagged by: I stole it off Lucius’ blog >:) Tagging: steal it from me but @inserviceto you do it especially

[delightfullyatomiccollector-blog]

The power line filter market is experiencing dynamic growth, driven by the ever-increasing need for efficient and reliable power quality solutions across a wide range of applications. Power line filters are essential components that mitigate electromagnetic interference (EMI) and ensure stable power delivery to electronic and electrical equipment. As electronic devices become more pervasive and complex, the role of these filters in protecting equipment performance and meeting regulatory standards becomes increasingly vital.

[semimediapress]

TDK expands automotive filter line with higher voltage and capacitance options

June 6, 2025 /SemiMedia/ — TDK Corporation has broadened its YFF series of 3-terminal filters for automotive applications, now offering models rated up to 35 V and 4.7 μF. Mass production of the enhanced series began in June 2025, targeting improved suppression of voltage fluctuation and high-frequency noise in compact automotive power systems. As vehicle electronics continue to miniaturize,…

[wickedzeevyln]

Skin

Character is ageless and as such the essence if beauty. Her face could have been a gown for a magazine gracing a newspaper stands’ catwalk, laminated under a gloss. Only if she tried. Skin, golden glazed not even the sun is worthy to touch, sculpted cheekbones where her lips hang as they drape down to a smile. She had what the world defined as beauty. If she wore something that screamed for…

[cyntrix]

everything is connected

[stickiy-note]

Doug Monster Con is just like me for real (creative non-cursing)...

[rbert2gnne]

https://www.futureelectronics.com/p/passives--filters--emi-filters/bnx023-01l-murata-3002422

What is EMI Filter, 3 phase EMI filter, EMI suppression filter, EMI air filter

BNX02 Series 9.1 x 12.1 x 3.1 mm 100 V 500 mΩ 15 A SMT Block EMI Filter

[rbrt2hews]

https://www.futureelectronics.com/p/passives--filters--emi-filters/bnx023-01l-murata-3676152

Filters, EMI Filters, BNX023-01L, Murata

BNX02 Series 9.1 x 12.1 x 3.1 mm 100 V 500 mΩ 15 A SMT Block EMI Filter

[kaiist]

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 ⋯ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎𝐍’𝐓 𝐒𝐀𝐘 “𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔” 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊

𝐗𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑

“I love you,” Xavier says, his voice steady as he rests his head on your shoulder.

Silence hangs between you. You pretend to be absorbed in your phone, hiding your playful smile.

He doesn’t move as he remains perfectly still, watching you. His expression doesn’t change, but his gaze intensifies, drilling into the side of your face to watch your expression and whatever it is that catches your attention on your phone.

Seconds tick by. You glance up, meeting his eyes—flat, patient, and expecting something from you. The corner of his mouth twitches.

“Did you not hear me?” he asks, his voice deadpan.

You return to your screen, suppressing a laugh. His stare doesn’t waver. He shifts his body so he can see your face better.

“I love you,” he repeats.

When you still don’t respond, he gently takes your phone and tosses it aside.

“Hey—”

“I will return your phone after you say it back,” he cuts you off, his eyes holding yours captive.

“Fine,” you sigh, a smile tugging at your lips despite yourself. “I love you, too.”

The moment you say those words back, his shoulders relax slightly, and he returns to rest his head on your shoulder—but not before leaning down to place a soft kiss on your forehead.

𝐙𝐀𝐘𝐍𝐄

“I love you,” Zayne says as he adjusts his tie, ready to head to the hospital.

You smile but continue packing his lunch without responding. His eyes narrow slightly as he studies your face, searching for clues.

“Is everything alright?” he asks.

“No, everything’s fine,” you nod casually, handing him his coffee. He doesn’t take it. Instead, he places both hands on your shoulders, looking directly into your eyes.

“Something’s wrong,” he states. “Did I miss something? Was it the late shift four days ago? Or the call during dinner last night?”

His brow furrows deeper with each possibility. He checks his watch—he should be leaving, but you can see him mentally rescheduling his morning.

“If there’s something bothering you, I’d rather know now before I head to the hospital. I can’t focus at work if I’m thinking about this all day,” he admits. “Please, just tell me what’s wrong.”

“I love you, too, Doctor Zayne. I was just teasing,” you chuckle at his troubled face.

Relief washes over his face as he pulls you into a tight embrace. “Don’t scare me like that,” he murmurs against your hair, then kisses you firmly before finally heading to work.

𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐋

“I love you,” Rafayel says as he drapes himself across your lap while you read. You pat his head absently, not looking up from your book.

“Excuse me?” He sits up abruptly. “I said I love you.”

When you still don’t respond, he slides closer, his nose practically touching yours.

“Hello? Is anyone home?” He waves his hand in front of your face. “I just declared my undying affection, and you’re... ignoring me?”

“I heard you,” you reply, fighting a smile.

“And?” he persists, inching closer until his face is directly in your line of sight. “You don’t love me anymore? Or you don’t love me back? Is that it?”

He wraps his arms around you, effectively trapping your book between you. His chin rests on your shoulder, his breath tickling your ear.

“I love you,” he whispers again, more insistently. “I looooove you. I. Love. You.”

Each attempt grows more dramatic than the last. He starts peppering your face with kisses, making it impossible to ignore him.

“Say it back or I’ll never say it again,” he threatens, though it’s all just a bluff. He could never not express his feelings to you, ever. “Fine, I’m holding you hostage until you do.”

You finally laugh, “Okay! I love you, too,” and his triumphant smile lights up the room.

𝐒𝐘𝐋𝐔𝐒

The morning light filters through the window as Sylus adjusts his cufflinks, preparing for another day of ruthless negotiations and power plays.

“I love you,” he says, glancing at you from the corner of his eye as you lounge on the bed, scrolling through your phone.

“Mmm, have a good day at work,” you make a noncommittal sound, deliberately focusing on your screen.

A beat of silence follows before he smoothly returns to his preparations. “Very well. I’ll see you later.”

You watch him leave, huffing in annoyance at his composed reaction.

Hours later, when you hear the door open, you’re surprised to find him returning much earlier than usual. He enters the bedroom carrying several packages and a bag of food that fills the air with tantalizing aromas.

“What’s all this?” you ask, genuinely confused.

“Just some stuff I bid at auction, and your favorite meal,” he replies casually, setting everything down.

When you stare at him in disbelief, the corner of his mouth curves up slightly. “Whatever I did to displease you this morning,” he says, “consider it rectified.”

“I was just messing around…”

“I know.” He approaches, tilting your chin up. “Now, tell me, aren’t you forgetting something?”

You finally confessed, he deserves to hear it anyway. “I love you, too.”

He smiles, satisfied. He won’t admit that he’d been thinking about it the whole day, though.

𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐁

Rain patters against the windows as you and Caleb relax in the living room, the comfortable silence broken only by the occasional rumble of thunder.

“I love you,” he says, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on your arm as you lean against his chest.

You pretend not to hear, focusing instead on the TV. He shifts, angling his head to look at your face. “Hey, did you hear me? I said I love you.”

“Yeah, I heard you,” you reply, fighting to keep your expression neutral.

He straightens up, forcing you to sit upright as he moves to face you directly. “Seriously?”

Before you can respond, his hands are on your cheeks, gently squishing them together as he leans in close.

“I don’t think I heard your response properly,” he says, his face inches from yours now. “Let’s try again.”

When you press your lips together stubbornly, he shakes his head. “Say it back,” he insists, fighting a grin. “Come on, three little words. Not that hard.”

“I luff oo,” you manage through squished cheeks.

“No, no,” he chuckles, easing his grip slightly. “Again, with feeling this time.”

"I love you, too, Caleb,” you manage to say it again despite your still squished cheeks.

His grip softens when you finally say it clearly, but he doesn’t release you until you’ve repeated it once more.

[cyntrix]

some quick pics of the snow! if only Instagram didn't make me crop every photo 😭 #snowday #snowstorm #snowpics #digitalphotography #urbanphotography #urbanexploration #louisville #powerlines #liminal #snowyday