#jaspidwen

[forestwater87]

Do you think Gwen ever had ship names for her fanfics? Because I bet she came up with some wild names. It would be even better if she sought approval indirectly, like asking David if he thinks "X is a good name" but never specifying what for. And I bet Jasper would be 10,000% on board with helping her make names.

I don’t have a response because my brain is pudding, but I love this so much and I need the rest of the world to see it.

[l-egionaire]

This was a meme that was used by my friend @zexoguy on Deviantart and I thought I'd use it here. The idea is to give six ships you like and then tag six friends. Since he never clarified whether they had to be canon ships or not, I'll be including some that aren't canon ships. So here are my top six ships.

1. Hiccup Haddock (How to To Train Your Dragon) x Gogo Tamago (Big Hero 6)

2. Spiderman AKA Peter Parker x Sophia Sanduval AKA Chat

3. Luan Loud X Maggie

4. Heather x Astrid

5. David x Gwen X Jasper

6. Elsa & Anna (I mostly do QPR stuff for them but I'm not opposed to shipping hem romantically because I can see where that idea comes from. Also, I don't have that many ships.)

@mandareeboo @darkmasterofcupcakes @snowqueenofmyheart @fantasyscififan24 @ullrs-skis @beingpassionateabout

[ellohcee]

Updated version!! It was brought to my attention that I forgot someone very important so! A baby boy has joined movie night! Idk what I was thinking?? Thanks to @atlasthemayor for the suggestion!

Side note I love how I made this ‘dogpile on David’ and the big idiot couldn’t be happier than being buried under his husband, wife, and child.

I just want them to be happyyyy.

Pls dont ask what's going on with the proportions I dont even know what I'm doing.

[quietmillennial]

Max: David, Jasper, Gwen? Why haven't you moved from the couch all day?

Gwen: I'm taking mental health day, sweetie.

Max: Oh, come on. It's not that bad.

Gwen: *raises eyebrows*

Jasper: *laughs*

David: *distressed noises*

Max: . . . Jesus.

[doritofalls]

my half of an art-trade with the dearest darlingest one-and-only @forestwater87!!!! she said something about jaspgwenvid (jaspidwen?), so i drew them stargazing. and also cuddling.

[ghostboylove]

(Art by @itsnotadog)

Late night.

   The soft blue light of the TV covered the trio like a blanket. With the sound long since muted, jasper was wholly focused on the the two sleeping soundly on top of him. He couldn’t help but smile as he watched his son gently rise and fall with every breath his husband took. Husband, son, wife; he was never more proud than when he had a  chance to say those words  He Truly was the luckiest man in the world.

   It seemed like only a moment passed until the sound of a dead bolt made him look up at the TV and realize he was already halfway into a new program. He could tell gwen was trying to keep quiet as she stepped inside. When she came into the living room jasper smile and waved with his free hand. “hey honey welcome home’’

“oh my god jasper what is this’’ she had to contain her gasps as not to wake the boys. But she quickly set down her luggage and knelt down beside the couch.

‘’ when we found out your flight was delayed Max wanted to stay up to see you’’  jasper whispers .

‘’what a sweetheart ‘’ Gwen bent over and  placed a kiss on max’s forehead, which earned her a nocturnal smile from young boy.

‘’ sorry we couldn’t pick you up from the airport’’

   ‘’ shut up if you’d  have done that you would have fallen asleep at the terminal which would have been far less adorable’’ she assured him

   ‘’OK’’ jasper agreed. Then without needing to say anything Gwen carefully scooped Max up into her arms as softly as she could in order not to wake him. Jasper quickly followed suit and cradled David in order to carry him back to their bedroom. Once he was on his feet and before he could start down the hallway Gwen stepped closer to deliver a warm but brief kiss to her husband’s lips.

‘’it’s good to be home’’

This is my first time posting something like this i hope you like it. Also big thanks to @itsnotadog for there amazing art that inspired this. Please go follow them

[campcampman]

Have some domestic Jaspvidwen 

This was supposed to be a quick doodle but it got away from me whoops

[vulpixen]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Summary: There's a lot of work that comes to caring for a baby platypus, but one needs not to do it on their own. However, they may come to the realization: who's going to take Flannel home with them when summer ends? A/N: Another continuation of the first two parts of the small story. I may or may not continue with updating this as I'd like to do a Jasper story with this story being canon to it, since in that story, Jasper lives and is grown and Dolph will have absolutely none of the Nazi and Hitler references whatsoever and keeping the rest of his character and backstory intact. And perhaps I'll make Jermy Farts more likable, and will add a Camp camper OC I have in mind. Basically a retelling of almost all the Camp Camp episodes through Jasper's perspective. Also adding the fic here if you all don’t want to click the link.

Inside the counselor's cabin, David, Gwen and Jasper sat on the bed together to discuss about Max, Neil and Nikki for how well the trio have been handling the baby platypus.

“I believe this baby platypus may very well improve Max’s behavior. He’s showing his more caring side and his friends have been helping him,” Jasper shares from what he’s noticed earlier today, being happy about it.

David being cheery as ever was elated from the news, “That’s wonderful, Jasper! I even saw Max eat dinner tonight in the mess hall. I was concerned he hasn’t been eating enough.”

Gwen looks up from the novel she’s been reading during the whole conversation, “Maybe he’ll be less of a little shit, now.” She hoped at least.

Jasper frowns a tad, knowing there must be a more legit reason why Max is acting the way he has been since coming to Camp Campbell, relating to Max in that he too doesn’t much like the camp either. Jasper smiles up to David and Gwen as he suggests something special, “I think we should do something special for Max, Neil, Nikki to congratulate them for succeeding in caring for the baby platypus so far.”

“Ah geez…” David mumbles, having come to a realization.

“What is it, David?” Gwen asked him, knowing that tone is the serious one.

“After summer ends, the kids are going to be heartbroken that they all can’t care for Flannel when they go back to their respective homes.”

Gwen and Jasper turn to each other with somber expressions, seeing how it’ll effect the trio in a negative way.

Jasper making an offer as he considers doing the best thing in the situation, “If neither of them can take the baby platypus home, I can offer to care for Flannel alongside their sibling, Nurf Jr.”

David and Gwen share a sincere smile to the thought, David praising Jasper, “That’s a kind thing to do, Jasper. Hopefully the kids will be open to that compromise.”

“So now that that’s settled, who wants to watch an episode of Bob Ross before bed? I could use the wind down,” Gwen turns on the tv, the men agreeing as the three watch an episode together; the show completely capturing their attention. Jasper knows he could use it after the stressful day. The three being close together.

The next day, Max, Nikki and Neil have lunch in the mess hall with the other campers. Nikki giving Flannel the platypus milk formula, Neil planning safe activities for the baby platypus, and Max eating a bit more than he has since coming to Camp Campbell. It had been awhile since the incident involving Harrison's magic trick, he seems relieved the various magic items he coughed up before has ceased.

It had only been one day since Flannel came into their lives, Max not wanting to admit he enjoys caring for something more important than himself. Is that how his parents were before they stopped giving a shit one day? Did he do something wrong to make them stop caring? Max went through many ideas, his train of thought breaking when he sees Space Kid scamper up to the trio to ask innocently.

"Hey, guys! Can I play with the baby platypus?" To the boy's dismay, the trio let out an immediate.

"Hell no!"

"Space Kid, a baby platypus is a living, breathing creature, not a fucking toy for crying out loud," Neil informs the lad, having a valid point, but the child insists.

“I promise I’ll be careful. I want to show it the moon, stars and vastness of--”

“We said no, Space Kid,” Nikki insists, getting the boy to stop bothering them and the baby platypus.

“Damn, why can’t everyone take no for an answer?” Max wonders aloud, finishing his food for once since coming to Camp Campbell.

Come to think of it, the boy has been noticing slight changes since that morning: finding himself to smile a bit more. An almost strange feeling; he was used to being so angry at almost everything around him, taking comfort in very few things: Mr. Honeynuts, his two friends, and now Flannel. There were also the three camp counselor’s, David, Gwen and Jasper, not wanting to admit that he’s been finding a bit of respect from them, but he may never admit it to them or to anyone.

Nikki has shown her more nurturing nature when given enough guidance to care for the baby platypus.

As for Neil, having needed to be reminded a few times not to go ‘over-protective mode’  he’s been proving to be a capable kid to assist in raising Flannel, overall.

Max comes to the realizing the fact that his parents would never want him to keep a platypus, causing him to look distressed that got Neil and Nikki's notice.

"Hey what's wrong, Max?" Nikki asks in concern.

"When summer ends, one of us will take Flannel with them..." Max mutters, feeling bitter that he won't have long to spend time with Flannel, one of the few good things to come out of from enduring camp. Neil and Nikki frown to each other, the girl hugging the baby platypus close.

"My mom won't let me keep it, but maybe dad will be. Unless mom wants to live with us again..." Nikki sadly tells, going to greatly miss the platypus when they all leave.

"My mom or dad may be open to letting me keep Flannel, but I'm not too sure unless I write to them," Neil shares.

Max sighs, looking at the adorable eyes of Flannel, petting its head gently, "I guess we'll go talk to Jasper and see what he can do, maybe..."

After finishing their meal, Max, Nikki, and Neil are approached by Dolph, the little boy beaming up at them, holding something behind his back.

“What do you want, Dolph?” Neil narrows his eyes at the boy, showing his over-protective side that urged Nikki to nudge him to not be so rude.

“I vanted to give you all und zhe baby platypus a painting. To commemorate you three  for zhe successful hatching!” Dolph show them a nice painting of the three happy seeing Flannel hatch out of its egg, having captured that moment (having no references to Nazi’s and Hitler whatsoever).

Nikki was positively thrilled seeing the painting, “Aw! This is great! Thanks, Dolph! I think Flannel likes it too.” The baby platypus makes pats on the painting.

Neil accept the painting and says, “We’ll find a place to put it.”

“And zhank you for giving me inspiration for working on zhe piece!” Dolph trots off to go work on another painting he has in mind.

“Okay… let’s go have our own adventure today,” Max suggests, rather do something else than doing whatever David, Gwen and Jasper have planned for them.

“Hell yeah! Let’s go, Flannel!” Nikki runs off, with Neil following in toe as was Max.

While running about, Max swears he could see a functioning looking red airplane, like those that spreads out pesticide over crops or something.

“Hey guys!” Max calls over to his friends, grinning as he forms an idea in his mind, “I found what we’re gonna do today.”

“What did you find, Max?” Neil asks, then turning to see the plane, “Hmm, since when did this camp had a airplane?”

“Eh, must be one of Cameron Campbell’s escape airplanes,” Max surmises, walking up to the craft. From all that he’s seen, it’s not surprising anymore that Cameron Campbell is a highly wanted criminal.

“Let’s fly it!” Nikki excitedly suggests, getting giddy at the possibility.

Max perks a smile, her saying exactly what he’s thinking, “Hell yeah. I was thinking the same.”

Neil expresses his caution, “Guys, we don’t know how to fly a airplane. Nor do we have licenses.” “Didn’t stop us from driving that bus,” Nikki chuckles, then glancing down at Flannel, “If we’re gonna be flying, we need to get Flannel some protection.”

Neil gets out a small, puffy suit, “I have just the thing!” the boy frowns some, “It was gonna be for my egg when it hatched… but Flannel can have it.”

Neil helps Nikki put on the small, puffy suit and hat for the baby platypus, making sure it wasn’t squeezing its body. Nikki coos to Flannel.

“You look like a marshmallow!” The baby platypus muacking in delight.

Max, Nikki, Neil and the baby platypus crawl inside the individual cockpits -- convenient there are three for each of them. Nikki putting on a flyers cap with goggles. Max putting on a black samurai helmet. And Neil putting on a crown, making do with what they found lying about.

Nikki being at the very front cockpit where the controls are, she giggles at the many buttons and steering stick to fly with.

“Time to fly this baby!” Nikki finds the keys still in the ignition, turning it on that makes her friends jump, alerting Neil. The boys putting on their seats safety straps, Max holding Flannel close to him.

“Nikki, think of it as a bus! I think that’s how it is, but try to not kill us all!”

Within moments, Nikki puts the airplane into gear, letting it get momentum down the open field.

“Now pull up!” Max shouts as they were heading right for the counselor’s cabin.

Nikki pulls the stick, forcing the airplane off the ground and straight towards the clear sky. Jasper and Gwen running right outside to see the airplane taking off, giving the two a fright.

“Oh my God!” Gwen screams, seeing the three kids in the cockpit as they fly by.

“Holy shit!” exclaims Jasper in shock. He quickly gets the car keys from inside the cabin, urging Gwen, “We need to follow them!” The duo running towards the car, getting inside and speeding off to follow the airplane that has the other campers attention. All of them watching in awe, then fright when the airplane dips down to then swiftly pull up. The airplane heading towards the direction of the Flower Scouts camp. It was both exciting yet terrifying to the three flying the airplane.