#dontmakeitweird

[lunaannwriter]

i love walker as percy, captures his essence well, and i just think walker is such a talented and well rounded kid, and the little dude is gorgeous (and apparently grew into a tower overnight??)

BUT I DO NEED TO MENTION THAT HE IS A KID AND LOOKS LIKE A KID TO ME. so if i see some random 20 year old say they find him attractive and would date him im throwing hands. he's 15, dont sexualize or fantasize about a kid, the little dude is handsome of course and great personality but it's a kid whose handsome with a great personality. its like seeing someone in middle school look adorably handsome and ur a 20 year old, u dont find him attractive in a dating way you just think hes an adorably handsome middle schooler and you go on with your day. dont be weird. GOOODDD ITS LIKE SEEING UR LITTLE SIBLINGS FRIEND WHOSE LIKE ADORABLY HANDSOME, u think its cute the way he is like you shouldn't think he's attractive????

i mean it though this guy is my baby and i will protect him (and all the other kids), they are such talented people and are so young in the industry, i swear to god if they ever feel uncomfy from weird ass people i am THROWING hands.

of course this goes for all the kids who act in percy jackson, i just specifically see walker get treated in a weird way by ADULTS who watch him, so yknow dont be a pedo on the internet maybe???

thank u. good job on the gig little dude u did great🤙

[soulboundrot]

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With an expression of utter shock with a mix of disbelief, Angor Rot took two steps back and shook his head twice before muttering, “I thought...” He exhaled with a heavy heart and glanced up with defeat upon his weary, war-torn face, “You were dead...” He placed a hand behind his head and tapped a few times before fidgeting onto his hip to rest there, “I wanted to say...” “I am truly sorry.”

[unique-monstrosity]

1st Rule to Fighting…

@dontmakeitweiird

It was so loud in Trollmarket.

The Troll’s Undergroud City.

There never seemed to be a dull moment whenever Jasper had managed to get inside and visit. Whether it was from the calls of Vendors trying to sell their wares or from the chit chat of others off to the side of the streets(?) and even then some of it was just them carrying out their everyday life.

Not that Jasper minded, strangely enough as she made her way through Trollmarket quickly. Perhaps it was due to the fact she was finally surrounded by those who were actually like her? Well almost like her anyway Jasper still knew full well whatever she really was would never add up to be a ‘real’ Troll.

But then again maybe she was more comfortable here because she could actually be in her second skin? Without anyone to scream in horror or want to put her on an examination table? Jasper quickly shook herself from her thoughts though when a Troll had suddenly cut past her she squeaked in Suprise quickly backing up ready to spew out apologies but the other was bounding away before she even could call out to him, straight into a open entrance banners adjacent to the walls making it up written upon with strange sigils

“ Perhaps this is what Their real language is? ” Jasper muses internally as she curiously followed inside. As she walked inside her eyes couldn’t help widening in Suprise at how crowded it was. It looked like it was a bar on the inside or maybe it was a restaurant? But with the way The supposed workers were handing out more drinks then food she was beginning to believe it was the former and not the latter. She was just about to leave, give up her search for the day, when she finally caught eye of familiar Azure Blue sharp points quickly turning Jasper couldn’t help but smile upon catching a glimpse of Draal, memories of their first encounter reliving in her head.

“ Draal! Hey uh Draal! ” Jasper called out awkwardly waving taking a step forward before stopping not wanting to walk over if he didn’t want her around him after all for all she could know he could be trying to relax after a day’s work. Whatever he does…

“ Remember me? ”

[iheartthedoors]

#DontCallMe #DontMakeItWeird (at Ventura, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CKWjevpAtZC/?igshid=1cgnclarpwxmm

[iheartthedoors]

How dare you. #HappyThanksgiving to all four of the people I care about #DontMakeItWeird #WittyIdiot @wittyidiot (at Ventura, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CIEa-J9A2VM/?igshid=13vtf0yy26ykk

[countesspetofi]

#wedding #squash #pumpkin #ivegonemad #dontmakeitweird https://www.instagram.com/p/CGdNdf5jGel/?igshid=1446up6jrsqmd

[irish6605-blog]

#nosoliticiting #dontmakeitweird #woodburnedsigns https://www.instagram.com/p/Bxl3SYuDLlQ/?igshid=1ipsrck8f8h61

[unique-monstrosity]

Alot has changed. A blunt statement to say the least, with all that has happened in the past year since she's finally connected with the world of trolls and everything under Humans noses. The Fall of the Arcadia Trollmarket, Gunmar the Black.

Draal...

So much has happened to her Kitlar trainer, it's horrible to say the least, and yet she's been unable to do much to aid him in his troubles no matter how much it frustrates her. Not this time. This time she was going to do her best, to let Draal know she was there for him, in his corner. He had done so much for him, and even with his fierceness he was a good troll, someone she highly respected.

Which is why she found herself in the dark tavern full of trolls and gnomes that pay seemingly no mind to her as she steps closer and closer to the familiar blue spiked Kitlar troll, concerned as she watches him down another tankard of whatever exactly Trolls drank. Jasper frowned, eye ridges knitting up in concern as she hesitantly steps closer, knowing full well she might be walking into unknown territory.

" He-Hello Draal.... How have yo-you been doing today? "

@dontmakeitweiird