#day 2: camp

[ew-selfish-art]

Dp x dc AU - If the Internation Space Station orbits the Earth 16 times a day, then so does the Watchtower.

Danny’s on track to move out of his parent’s house and move to Gotham for college (He swears that Sam bribed the board to let him in- and she wasn’t even going to that university!) but the dorms don’t open for another three days and he cannot wait to escape. Seeing his parents try to perfect yet another weapon to use against him while he changed out the ecto filters on the portal was too much. He’s completely over the idea of staying when he already has everything packed and ready to go.

The solution? Take all his boxes into his haunt in the Ghost Zone, leave them there and then spend some time in camping in space. He’s already explored the Infinite Realms enough to be bored of it for a minute (not to mention he wants to avoid getting more ‘favors’ to do from Clockwork) and hell, he just wants to see some stars.

He grabs his tent, a sleeping bag and all the food and things he could need and brings it into the atmosphere with him. Keeping it all tethered to him, Danny stays in a fixed position above Gotham (Cause that’s where he’s going next, duh) and treats himself to some quality Me-time.

Only problem is that several times a day he has to make himself intangible while he lets satellites and things pass through. Easy enough and honestly pretty interesting to observe as a wannabe engineering student.

He doesn’t know when exactly it happened the first time- but it turns out the Heroes of Earth all congregated in a satelite office building? It was bigger than the ISS! What the heck!?

Going intangible but not invisible, the JL spot Danny and are incredibly confused how an ‘Alien’ teen just happens to appear in their meeting rooms disappearing at the rate (slowly but surely) of the Watchtower moving through space. Was that camping gear? How was he roasting a marshmallow? Did propane camping stoves even work in space??

16 times a day they get the opportunity to ask Danny a few questions. He mostly ignores them or gives them joke answers. Eventually Martian Manhunter phases through the Watchtower to join him.

They talk about how hard transition periods in life can be and having strained relationships with family. J’ohn returns to the watchtower on its next cycle and reports that the kid is just fine, being an adult is just a hard thing to do.

[itsdefinitely]

I wanna teach your version of boy Jerry modern slang and let him try to use it /pos. ily how you draw him sm

his ass does not know what skibidi toilet is

[mstormcloud]

Gay little hedgehog and chamelon

[lovelyinspiration1463]

I'm somewhere between "How long do you have?" and "I don't know! Please, send help."

[kendallroyscoke]

my irish people ✊🇮🇪

[disastercit]

david camp camp has arrived at my house

it's a good thing the blades were dirty and I decided to remove them, because I accidentally turned the blender on with him inside it 😭😭

he also came with a free koozie for some reason?

he's quite small, I wish I had a max plushie to compare.

his shirt, shoes, socks, watch and pants are part of his body and the scarf and vest seem to be sewed on so if anyone was curious, no it doesn't seem like his clothes come off. he does seem about the right size for some barbie or ken clothes to fit over his current ones though, so not all hope is lost for dressing him up. if you wanted to remove his clothes for other reasons, you are out of luck

and don't worry, I'm done abusing him for now and he lives with my other prized possessions

[blondephenobarbitol]

Ruth Fleming and Boy Jerry both die the same death at the hands of a monster they helped create but ya'll aren't ready for that conversation.

[balamist]

[kaidiaries]

lots of things about chapter 6 have wrecked me but this camp interaction in particular always guts me. the raw, resigned sadness in arthur’s “what are you talking about” is enough to leave me hospitalized for 7-9 business days. it’s one of those moments that very aptly encapsulates the futility of arthur giving everything he has to someone who is content to bleed him dry and still be unimpressed with the taking.

[justarandombrit]

I love how Virginity Rocks is implied to be entirely diegetic. Like, it has a title card. Crediting it to Camp Idontwannabang Records. Boy Jerry and Girl Jeri just.. Do this.

[stuckinapril]

how do you study for such long hours? 12-16 hours? i tend to tire out after 8 hours.

bc if i'm not top of the class then what's the point. duhh

[itsdefinitely]

Corinthians 13:4-7

[tobiascaraway]

Darius watched the trees blur by, only being smudges of faded green in the void of the night.

“It's quiet.” He said, his voice breaking the solemn silence that drifted through Ben's van, his eyes flitted over to the man driving. Ben looked different, defined. 

“It's night, and we're on this.. Secluded, creepy ass road.” Ben snorted, keeping his eyes on the road in front of them. He was right – it was pretty eerie, not even the wind was howling to move against the trees, no bushes rustling. Just the soft hum from the van. And their breathing.

The first thing Darius took notice of when he got into the car was the T-rex smeller hanging from Ben's rear view mirror. Cute. Was the first thing that came to mind. 

The drive was mostly quiet, with some small talk. Awkwardness was choking Darius.

“So, how's your life going? Therapy going well?” Ben broke the silence – his words pierced the silence like a spear. He glanced at Darius from the corner of his eye, before skimming the road in front of them again.

Ben had always cared about him. Frequently checking up on him, even bringing him a few trinkets. Who couldn't love him?

“S’fine. Pretty boring, actually. You?” Darius chuckled, leaning his elbow against the car window, turning his head fully to Ben. He couldn't help but skim over Ben's features.

Darius' thoughts drifted back to Nublar – “I love you, bud.” – He shook his head slightly, shaking that thought out of his head. But he couldn't deny the heat creeping up to his face.

Even after six years, he couldn't rid himself of those feelings. He couldn't shake them off.

He opened his mouth to say something, before closing it. What could he say? 

He was snapped out of his thoughts when Ben spoke, he wished he hadn't asked.

“Me and my partner – actually, we went on a hike,” He smiled, recalling the thought.

Oh.

“Oh?” Darius asked, hoping Ben hadn't picked up on the crack in his voice. His eyes stung a little, the all too familiar salty water gathering up.

“Yeah – we…” The words were filtered out of Darius' head, he turned his head back to the flurry of woods they were passing by, his vision blurry, head spinning.

He swallowed the lump in his throat, sliding a hand over his mouth to muffle any noises.

Of course. it's been six years, of course he wouldn't… he couldn't finish his trail of thought.

And it was then – he still wished he was on Nublar again. Where it was just them – and no one else. Just them. 

His heart throbbed.

“That's.. that's great, Ben.” He said with choked words, staring out at the blur of green. Maybe if he hadn't isolated himself, maybe if things went differently… maybe if -

Maybe in another universe.

[lovelyinspiration1463]

That's how the five love languages go, isn't it?

[plastic0crown]

Art#1 of drawing knife trick Intel one of the drawings get 50+ reblogs

[scouting4love]

1 in the morning, no one up, usagi posting hours