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litrapod · 16 days
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Jedi-coding written by litra | @litrapod A Star Wars: Clone Wars Podfic read by mistbornhero as a ITPE gift for @litrapod
Whoever had written the code for this place hadn't just half assed it, they had slapped together a handful of assets, changed a few of the names and abandoned the project. It was a perfect hiding place, at least until a familiar man came looking.
Podfic Length: 24:50 minutes
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litrapod · 25 days
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litrapod · 1 month
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Bruce Wayne: I leave you alone for an hour and you spent a thousand dollars with my credit card!
Jason holds two big tote bags filled with books
Jason Todd: You left me alone... In a Barnes and Noble! This was inevitable.
Bruce Wayne: I’m honestly glad that you’re not buying weapons anymore.
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litrapod · 1 month
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Destroy the myth that libraries are no longer relevant. If you use your library, please reblog.
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litrapod · 2 months
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follow your dreams at a sustainable pace
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litrapod · 2 months
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Purrints&Purrtreon&Book😽
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litrapod · 2 months
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litrapod · 2 months
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me looking for ace/aro characters: lets go gambling!
[character's sex repulsion is used for jokes] aw dang it
[character is put in sexual situations despite disliking it] aw dang it
[character's identity is ignored by fandom] aw dang it
[characters creators sexualize them] aw dang it
[aro character gets 'fixed' by true love] aw dang it
[aro/ace character is literally an animal] aw dang it
[creator messes up definition of asexuality] aw dang it
[characters asexuality is never brought up in media] aw dang it
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litrapod · 2 months
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Drew a tiny mouse today 🌿
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litrapod · 2 months
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litrapod · 2 months
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litrapod · 3 months
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litrapod · 3 months
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Me waking up: I want to write
Me eating breakfast: I want to write
Me getting ready for work: I want to write
Me at work: I want to write
Me eating lunch: I want to write
Me driving home: I want to write
Me at home, sitting in front of my laptop:
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litrapod · 3 months
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The post we didn’t know we needed
So my sister wants to start sewing more, because
a. She’s 5′ 11″ and can never find pants long enough for her legs or shirts long enough for her arms.
b. She hates synthetic fibers as much as I do and it’s difficult to find natural fiber clothes that aren’t made of cotton
c. She’s a biologist and would physically fistfight microplastics if given half a chance
So her gift from mom and dad for her birthday was a sewing machine. Not a super expensive one but a good solid serviceable one.
And recently she asked “So where do I GET wool or linen and thread that isn’t polyester” and mom was like ‘go ask your sister’
And I, of course, crashed into the group text like “GET A PEN I HAVE WEBSITES FOR U” and honestly I’m thrilled about this
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litrapod · 3 months
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I NEED a Leverage Gloat™ moment where Nate accidentally calls himself Nate Devereaux because he’s been malewifing so hard in his mind. It’s the only thing the team calls him going forward. Hardison hacks into the social security, FBI, INTERPOL, etc databases to change Nate’s name (without Nate or Sophie’s knowledge or consent obv). This is completely and utterly true to character I promise.
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litrapod · 3 months
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Star Trek: Deep Space Nine "Past Tense, Pt. 1"
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litrapod · 3 months
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“I thought this city didn’t have any gods.”
The pigeon grinned a beak full of dog’s teeth. “Ha. They say there aren’t. They even kept most of them out for a while.”
“How did you make it?”
“By being smart. By hiding.”
She gave the one-legged, feral feathered thing a sideways look. “As a pigeon?”
“Sometimes,” said the pigeon. “Sometimes I’m graffiti on a wall. Sometimes I’m a coin dropped in a beggar’s hand. I am neon at night, the rain in the light. I am the song the busker sings. I listen to the prayers of those who come to the city with big dreams.”
“And in return?”
It grinned again. Steam rolled off its feathers, smelling of cigarettes. “I eat their despair.”
“That’s cruel.”
It moved its wings in something like a shrug. “That’s the big city for you.”
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