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Pumpkin time 🎃

“Well, Max will be okay. He slept in the car on the way to the hospital.”

Little sketch because I felt like it, featuring @campcampmaxsays

Kid/adult shippers just don’t.

He took a risk. He’s bad at math.

“I’m glad you’re safe, Max”

the Halloween special was so gooood ugh Daniel is such a stupid bitch i feel so blessed

but for real though people need to stop threatening Max esp with knives ??? it’s becoming a problem he’s just a kid leave him alone figured we could all use a good dadvid hug 

A work based on @directium‘s Teenage Dadvid!AU

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Summary: Usually, Max is nothing but excited for the end of a camp session. This year, he’s got mixed feelings.

Word Count: 4900

The end of a camp session was always bittersweet for David. It hurt to say goodbye to the woods and all of his amazing campers, but at the same time, he loved the feeling of bringing Max home, of being his dad again instead of his counselor. He was even looking forward to their traditional movie mock—one of Max’s favorite hobbies was making fun of bad movies, and every so often David would join him. Every year, the night they came home from camp, they would pick up a pizza and a gallon of ice cream, plant themselves on the couch, and trash the shit out of a few movies of Max’s choice. This year, the selection consisted of Pumaman and Birdemic: Shock and Terror, both of which, Max assured him, were irredeemable piles of garbage.

The campers were all in their tents finishing up packing, and David and Gwen were making rounds through the grounds to make sure nothing was going to be left behind. David poked his head into Max and Neil’s tent as he passed, smiling brightly. “Hey guys! Just checking in. Do you need any help with your bags?”

“Oh my God, David,” Max yelled, chucking a dirty shirt at his head. “Go worry about your own bags, you nit-picking fuck!”

A work based on @directium​‘s teenage Dadvid! AU.

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Summary: Max has a hard time at Camp Campbell’s. The place is bad enough on its own, but when one of your counselors is your dad, it’s even worse. And when other campers think that’s a good reason to torment you? What’s a kid supposed to do?

Word Count: 2471

David smiled as he looked at the group of kids in the mess hall. It was the first day of camp, and this year they had an all new set of faces. Max was the only one who’d been at Camp Campbell before—as much as he hated the place, he couldn’t stay home alone all summer while David worked. He was sulking in the back of the group, glaring at the floor as if it had personally offended him.

David felt his happiness waver. As much as he loved being a counselor at Camp Campbell, he hated seeing his son so upset. He’d hoped Max would eventually grow to love the camp like he had, but he’d been bringing Max here for years by now and the kid showed no sign of warming up to it.

He tried to put it out of his mind. Past experience had taught him that there was no way of changing Max’s feelings towards anything; regardless of how hard David tried, Max would hate camp if he wanted to. What he had to focus on now was his job.

Back from my trip, so heres David and Max exploring where I just was :D

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“Just like the Perfect Nuclear Family“

swimming lessons with david are going great

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