#nodaudaboutitt

[ihaveaweirdidea]

Nine people I'd like to get to know better

Tagged by: @talshiargirlfriend

Last song: "Love A Liar" by Red City Radio

Favorite color: green

Last movie/TV show:

Movie: Across The Spider-verse

TV: The Great British Baking show

Sweet/spicy/savory?: All of the above - kinda addicted to Sweet Chili Doritos.

Relationship status: happily married

Last thing I Googled: "what does skeet mean in rap songs" ... trying to prove something to my wife. ... i won. lol

Current obsession: between obsessions at the moment - trying to juggle drawing, learning ASL, and reading Terry Pratchett's Discworld series.

Tag nine people: oof... uhm... I'm bad at this part - if I've tagged you it's because i enjoy your blog - there's no obligation. anyone who comes across this, feel free to join in. Just say I tagged I tagged you, and we'll go with it.✌🏻

@cyberidolmink @unhumanrights @mopicard1701 @vie-belle-vie @thetimetostrikeislater @stellarmeals @staringdownabarrel @nodaudaboutitt @hanniscus

#nine people tag #question game #bit of fun

[kryptid-kat]

Halo OC commissions for @nodaudaboutitt

2020

#halo #halo art #halo game #halo fanart #halo oc #oc #artists on tumblr #old art #2020

[hapalopus]

@nodaudaboutitt - Okay, so, the RDA has absolutely expanded their fleet. They sent a single ISV in the first movie - in the sequel they sent 10!. Likewise, their goals have changed: They originally sought to colonize Pandora for mining purposes, and any other gains, like medicinal plants or cosmetics, were just a bonus. Now, colonization itself is the main goal and unobtanium is just a bonus - General Ardmore states as much in the movie, and the comics constantly reiterate that Earth is literally dying, no exaggeration, and that transplanting to Pandora is the last hope for humanity.

Now, it's worth noting that we haven't actually seen much of Earth in the movies or comics, so we can't know if Earth's situation is as dire as the Earthling characters make it out to be. Considering the later movies will partially take place on Earth, it's possible that she can still be saved, and that what we're told in the comics is actually RDA propaganda - after all, the comics don't have an omnipotent narrator, so the characters explaining to us the Earth is dying are all (ex-)RDA personnel.

I think it's clear from the silliness of "unobtanium" that the resources sought by the RDA are supposed to be arbitrary macguffins. Humanity doesn't need any of these resources to survive - unobtanium is mainly used for interstellar travel, and amrita is quite literally used to halt aging, which in my opinion is one of the things that actually makes human life worth living. In this house we love and embrace the finite nature of life. So I interpret it like these resources are meant to be unnecessary luxury goods, like lithium and whale oil here on Earth. Yes, they are/were necessary for certain lifestyles, but they are not necessary for human life and health. And the benefits of those lifestyles are not worth the harm that goes into creating them.

#avatar #avatar 2009 #thank you i love talking about this universe :)

[radioactiveshitstorm]

tagged by @nuclearstorms to make some ocs in this picrew! & i’m tagginggguhhh @nodaudaboutitt, @mariotter6, @witheringlorekeeper, @dystopianutahraptor​ and fuck idk whoever else, go nuts lol

Ludwik Lewandowski (he/him)

Dresden Baumann (he/him)

Beniir Al-Fadhli (he/him)

#thank u for the tag! #day 3024 of not knowing how to use the new beta post-editor #so i shlump my way through the old one like the tumblr fossil i am

[bo-katan]

1, 8, 16 for the star wars ask :)

1. do you find force users or non-force users more interesting?

I find force users more interesting. I'm here for the fantasy of it all. To see what people do when given a rare power. However, I also really enjoy seeing how non force users are created to hold their own against force users or to be able to fight along side them.

8. what is one thing you would change about any movie, show, book, etc?

This is a really tough question, even with keeping it within the prequel era, which is my forte. I think I would keep Fives alive, even if it turned out that he was arrested and imprisoned. Maybe during the rise of the Empire, Echo and the Bad Batch break him out of prison and run off together. We'll find out in their sequel series, but I like to believe that the bad batch and echo dont have chips or at least ones that work so they didnt partake in order 66.

16. which movie/episode have you watched the most?

I'm fairly certain it's Rogue One. It's my favorite sw film.

#nodaudaboutitt #sw ask meme #inbox

[ediediaz]

Top 5 movjes?

- Pacific Rim - Monthy Python and the Holy Grail - Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse - The Kite Runner - ... I honestly can’t think of a fifth movie to add to the list

#nodaudaboutitt

[bibliotechnician]

🖤

Send 🖤 for a forced/harsh/firm kiss.

It made Volk frizz in disgust every time she had to hear the butchered German heard among the Reichers. It disgusted her even further to realize that because of it, she shared something similar with the Reds as well, even if she felt her branch of it was more warranted. Being one of few native Germans in Metro, the sound of the stereotyped staccato heard only in cruel jokes rubbed a few nerves raw.

Which was why she was wondering why she was trapped in the same space as that Reich deserter who had followed her home, stuck listening to him reading something out loud. She didn’t know what it was, since he’d started before she got there to wait for Anna to come meet her for their weekly affair of shroomshine, tea, and general chatter.

What god had she pissed off to be stuck here, she wondered. What karma had she incurred? Maybe this was a lesson in patience from the god the Watchtower was always prattling about? What was taking Anna so long? Why was she so angry about listening to this when she could just ignore it entirely?

That last one sat and simmered in her, and she kept asking the same question to herself as though trying to find the reason in her that she could dislike this guy so much by his repulsive accent alone...

Why?Because she was.Why?Because she was.

Because she was and it was not going to stand, that’s why.

“Hey. Read to yourself, will you.” she finally told him, trying to remain at least somewhat reasonable. It was even-toned and more likely to be received, not as harsh as she normally would have thrown at a situation that made her upset.

It didn’t work. Either he hadn’t heard her or he was pointedly ignoring her, as he didn’t stop or lower his volume or even acknowledge she had spoken to him. He simply continued on.

Instead of coming to terms that maybe he was simply invested in his material, she took it as a slight and repeated herself, louder and maybe a little more forceful. “Hey! Would you mind shutting up.” She added on a, “Please.” as an extra measure, trying to see if maybe her lack of it was a trigger.

When that didn’t seem to work, she lost her patience. The third strike was much less pleasant. “I said shut the fuck up!”

Whether it was the profanity or the fact that she barked it out at him, it finally caught his attention and he started, looking over his shoulder at her. “Mind your own business.” he snarled, making to turn back around.

“Nein, I will not.” she snapped back, turning her head to glare at him as though to drive her point home. “Not when I have to listen to your garbage fire of a speech impediment longer than I have to.”

She wasn’t expecting him to take a small shuffle back from her, staring at her directly in the face. In an attempt to regain the high ground, he spat, “If it’s so fucking garbage, why are you using it!”

Her lip fluttered. It had never done that before, but there were few situations that really got under her skin like this one was starting to. She put her hand down sharp on the table next to her and slowly stood. He reeled back a few more steps in a mix of surprise and what she took as fear as she squared her shoulders out and proceeded to look down at him from her height. The stare intensified with every slow methodical step taken toward him. God, what even was his name? Something German, if Reich had any say on the matter, something that started with the same letters...

It was getting much harder to make herself understood, her natural accent growing more prominent and slurring together with the airy Russian words as she followed him, with him keeping a safe distance to her every step. “I use it because it is my language. I use it because I was actually born there. I use it because it is the last tie I have to my fucking country, and pieces of inhuman shit like you are trying to take it from me! Do you have any idea how many people have turned away from me because of this fucking accent being stolen and fucking weaponized to instill terror! How few people in the last several years actually seek me out anymore for help! Nein! Nein! You don’t! Because your fucking idiot ideologies have told them I’m a fucking bad guy! How dare you spit on and sully the image of my country with your sniveling! Fucking! Drivel!” 

Not that she remembered Germany to any great length, in snippets and fading memories. But he didn’t know that. She could use that and quite clearly did.

She added as a final piece to the rant, having backed him up to a wall in the common room, bracing her hands on either side of his head, “Fuck you! And the fucking dick of Hitler you rode in on!”

She could see it in his eyes more than on his face. He was scared, caught eye to eye with her as she bent over him and gave him no logical escape. And yet, despite all of it, without giving a second thought, he still had a lick of fire left in there.

He pushed up so he butt heads with her and managed to choke out in a low challenging voice, “I don’t give a flying fuck. Fuck me yourself, you fucking co--”

She cut him off. The kiss was anything but chaste, the clatter of whatever he had been reading hitting the floor as he let it go. It wasn’t very long, but it stunned him into a blushing silence just long enough for her to utter final words without interruption, boring her eyes directly into his.

“Dein Akzent ist Schwachsinn.Learn to fucking talk or it’ll be abjectly worse next time.”

“Oi.”

She turned her head to look at the addressee, her features calming considerably when she saw Anna leaning in the doorway to the room. 

“Ready to go finally?” she asked, a distinct shift in demeanour as she left the Reicher alone, secretly reveling in the sight of him slumped silently against the wall, a hand moving toward his mouth.

“Yeah, yeah. Sorry I’m late, but you know Dad doesn’t approve of you flirting in the barracks.”

Volk shrugged, sauntering off to leave with the sniper. “Wasn’t flirting with this one. Just telling him a few things.”

Anna scoffed. “Right. That’s why your tongue was damn near down his throat?”

“Had to put the words there somehow!” Volk snarked back. “Besides. His eyes are kind of pretty when they’re full of fear.”

With a final, “Play nice!” and a playful thwap to the taller woman’s arm, they broke into a roll of laughter on their way to start their evening.

@nodaudaboutitt | @exreichheavy

#Kiss Meme #Metro OC #and somehow from this; they end up married #exreichheavy #nodaudaboutitt #The Atlas

[thatforestprince]

69 for the spotify thing

number 69 on my playlist is candle in the wind lmao

#nodaudaboutitt #ask meme #asks #matt speaks

[jeffreycombs]

12 Angry Men, Citizen kane

12 Angry Men: What’s your favorite movie?

i would say rope (1948) but that would be so predictable so here’s my top four from my letterboxd

Citizen Kane: Do you prefer to read books or watch movies?

watch movies for sure, i have the attention span of a grain of rice when it comes to books, unless i really REALLY want to read it

#ask game #inbox #thanks! #nodaudaboutitt

[captainignis]

🖊🖊🖊

Three so uhhhh here’s three of them

Ignis- He’s my icon/persona/oc and as a result I put a ton of time into him- The most self-insert out of any of them- Incredibly easy to write, like with other characters I find myself going back and changing stuff a lot but I nail his stuff 99% of the time- Speaks English, German, and conversational Yiddish but can’t speak Russian to save his life, despite being constantly in situations where he’s surrounded by people that speak it

Atlantic- Inspired by another blue haired girl I have a tag for. Originally I split that character’s personality in half, giving one part to another OC and the other to her. She’s grown a lot since then though- Recently I found this song and I have to listen to that in order to write her its that perfect- Learned Russian just to spite Ignis- Is always ready to throw hands, 100% of the time

Mephisto- Most of the time I base characters off whatever music I’m listening to at the time and for him its Klezmer- I’m still working out where I want to take his character, since I’ve switched/moved plot points around for a few, and he went from a minor character to one with relevance in several different plot settings- Grew up in the same area as Ignis but they never talked, only becoming really good friends when they realized they were stationed together- Has a habit of running into other characters I have even if he’s not trying to

#Ask #Ask meme #Ignis #Atlantic #Mephisto #nodaudaboutitt

[dr-teatime]

nodaudaboutitt replied to your post: are the predator movies worth watching? im half an...

first one is a bit like that for a bit, but it gets fairly decent after a while, i havent seen the second but predators was kinda cool

hmmm, im tempted to just check out alien vs predators after this. so far this has felt a lot more like a military movie than a horror :/c

#nodaudaboutitt #teatime says words

[kryptid-kat]

May the 4th be with you!

Past StarWars commissions I did for @nodaudaboutitt

#may the 4th be with you #may 4th #star wars #starwars day #illustration #old art

[radioactiveshitstorm]

oc picrew

tagged by: @nuclearstorms to make my ocs in this picrew; i tag anyone who wants to do it, plus @witheringlorekeeper, @mariotter6, @nodaudaboutitt, and @dystopianutahraptor

Lelantus "Rorschach" Versteckt (R6S) - exhausted member of the med team (they/them)

Ludwik "Wabik" Lewandowski (R6S) - causes problems on purpose (he/him)

Vanya (modernverse) - baseball bat-wielding adorable gopnik (they/them)

#thenks for the tag! #i know there was a second picrew as well #but unfortunately it didn't have any options that worked for my characters #partly my fault; i'm lacking in more femme-lookin ocs tbh

[justmonicca]

@nodaudaboutitt @neighborhoodicegolem Yes and yes! I will get to those in the morning!

#neighborhoodicegolem #nodaudaboutitt #replies #marie.txt

[ediediaz]

Halo for the ask meme :D

never played | want to play | terrible | boring | okay | good | great | a favorite

although I’m seriously considering getting the master chief collection now that it’s finally coming out on pc because I’ve heard so many good things about the series

#nodaudaboutitt

[bibliotechnician]

💔 for Reiner

Send 💔 for a interrupted kiss

It has been a long day.

Even though Volk has been at this for years, returning to the station from the surface never gets easier. The transition from the open sky and sprawling ruin of Moscow to the tight containment below in Polis Station is always so sudden. It’s almost as much of a shock as cold fresh air after being cooped in stale warmth.

The morning was spent coming back from the Library to be decontaminated, checked by medics, goods checked in that can be used by the whole, and sent ahead to drop her haul with the Brahmins. The entire process takes almost half the day and by the time she’s reunited with Jaeger, showered, and eaten something, she is exhausted.

It’s a surprise to find her apartment empty, devoid of seven-week-drunk hucksters, angry barkeeps, or snarky best friends. And most of all, it is devoid of a warm body that isn’t covered in fur. Not that Jaeger isn’t the best to snuggle into, but there is something missing that one can only get with their own species as bedfellows. 

She can only guess the Rangers are changing out rotations again, though whether Reiner just left or has been on his for a while is unknown. She didn’t think to ask when she retrieved her dog from Melnik. With a huff, she flops across her armchair to try and read the latest acquisition the Brahmin didn’t want, a half-crinkled jumbled mess of some fantasy series or another from the fiction section she could actually reach. She’s pretty sure it’s in the middle of the series too, but it is something to read to pass the time.

Right when she is sure she’ll fall asleep in the chair, splayed ungracefully sideways over the arms with the book falling steadily forward, Jaeger starts to wiggle. The Shepherdish hears something she doesn’t, his ridiculously large ears perked all the way forward and his tail starting to thud like a jackhammer on the side of the chair. 

It takes a moment through the threatening drowse and the rhythmic thudding of the dog’s tail to hear the sound of heavily-booted footsteps on the concrete platform outside, headed toward her door. If her apartment was facing the main thoroughfare, she would not question the approach, taking it as a visitor or tenant of one around her. But her door is off the main and the apartment next to her was vacated recently. 

Though she is sedated from tiredness, she is still alert on some level. She is aware of Jaeger’s not-so-subtle excitement, the mutt practically vibrating into another dimension next to her. She is aware of the shoddy door being jiggled and then opened, she is aware of the familiar stocky frame of one Reiner as he passes the threshold, the flutter of her heart at the sight of him being safe as he greets the overly-excited Shepherdish who has gotten up and is now bouncing around the crowded space.

Once the dog is riled, he pays her mind, steel blue eyes meeting hers. “Ah, you’re back! Safe and sound?”

He knows the answer, as she’s clearly sitting here without anything medically noticeable. But it is still a sign that nothing is wrong, so she humors him like she always does. A shift in the chair to face him properly as he leans forward to put his hands on its arms, stabilizing. “Ja. Safe and sound, like always.”

He leans in a little more for a greeting kiss ... and she has to stop him momentarily, her nose scrunching. “No offense, you smell like you’ve been stomping in sewage for a month.”

He makes a noise at this, something uncertain. “To be honest, some of those tunnels probably are old sewer pipes...”

Her face has followed her nose’s example, twisting into something grotesque. “I wouldn’t put it passed them. Please tell me you intend on showering it off?”

He pouts lightly at this, but it doesn’t stay long before he sighs, delivering a wry smirk. “Yeah, yeah. I’ll make sure to wash all the musk off.”

“I don’t mind the musk, but that isn’t it.” she snarks back. The smile wending its way across her face tells him that she’s only poking.

Her hands are placed on his, a lean forward to give him a grateful kiss regardless, ‘for the road’. She can feel the dust of his lips barely against hers ... when something large and black comes up from below, cracking into her bottom jaw hard enough to make her teeth rattle and hitting her in the face with such force, it sends her flat against the chair again with watering eyes. Her hands fly up to make sure her nose isn’t broken, though she’s sure it isn’t and she’ll be unable to smell for a while. Not entirely a bad thing at the moment, really...

Once her eyes stop watering, she notices the mass was none other than her dog, Jaeger excitedly bathing Reiner’s face and whapping his tail against everything in range. Given his close proximity to everyone and everything in the room, that leaves little out.

Once the dog is under control enough to push him aside, she allows Reiner to pull her hands down and inspect her carefully. “No blood?”

“I don’t taste it. Worse comes to worse, I don’t smell anything for a bit.” she assures as he stands.

“Well, that’s ... good, at least.” One hand pats one of her reassuringly, and she squeezes his briefly in return. “I should get that shower out of the way.”

She nods, looking toward the Shepherdish looking pleased with himself on the floor. His tail wags at her attentions, even so small. “Take the mutt with you. The walk will wind him down some.”

Reiner gives her a small laugh, gathering a few necessities and snapping his fingers for Jaeger to follow him. The dog does as told without hesitation. “I’ll see you in a few, then.”

She offers a wave as they leave, leaning back in her chair with a small sniff. “Dumbass dog...”

#Kiss Meme #Metro OC #nodaudaboutitt #The Atlas