OHNYNROWKS WHAT. 2HATM. HOLY SHIT

Matpat + his many sweaters/jackets

(these are my personal favorites of his collection)

OHMYGOD.

How are we feeling ohmygod its all coming back to me.

There are tears in my eyes.

Love is in the aaaaiiir!! 💕

Little Securitywaiter hints too:) maybe I'll drop what Mike posted for Ness on his private if you guys are interested 🤫

(Ness's account, Sparky's' account)

Oh, what did you say? hm.. I do wonder who's house and car that is where Ness happens to be posting from on Valentine's, hmm, strange...

Hands down one of the best things ive ever made!! Im proud of my composition :)

(Closeups under the cut)

SHUT UP THIS IS SO CUTE OHMY GOD😭

After many many MANY months…..this GB comic…..is finally done……

(You’ll notice the drastic change on how I draw gb cuz it took me THAT long to complete this lmaoooo)

OH. MY HEART

Bryce finale was fantastic!! I LOVE THESE TWO

YES‼😭

In my universe, MatPat's personas are characters Ness made up to entertain Abby and also because inventing characters and crafting costumes is a passion of him. It all started with the Detective who's just a Goldenretriever of a guy, but the more Ness gets into this, the more...unhinged his characters get?

So imagine Mike coming home one day and just finding Ness like this

"Uhm, honey...I can explain."

STWG daily prompt 5/10/23

prompt: quiet

pairing/character(s): steddie

CW: autistic sensory overload? ish?

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Sometimes, Steve just needs quiet.

The party can be so loud, and overwhelming sometimes. But he's always just dealt with it; he lets his fingernails dig into his thighs, looks at the ground, and makes himself as small as possible. And when they leave, he lets himself go into his room and curl up in a ball on the floor, and exist in the quiet (and sometimes hit his head against the wall until everything inside his brain shuts up).

No one's ever noticed before. Not until today.

Dustin, Mike and Lucas are all yelling about something. Steve's not quite sure what, but it's making it hard for him to focus on what Robin's saying. The sound of Dustin's shrieking laughter feels like it digs into his skull, and Lucas snorting in return feels like too much. He manages (he hugs himself and curls up a little, rhythmically tapping each finger to his thumb).

And then Robin gets excited in the middle of her talking and starts excitedly tapping his shoulder, which is usually fine (usually he finds it makes him feel quite fond), but today it feels like the gentle taps are painful zaps of electricity that reverberate through his entire being. The tapping of his fingers get harsher, and he finds it harder to keep eye contact with Robin.

He doesn't even realise he's curled up more and his finger tapping has turned into digging his pointer finger's nail into the pad of his thumb, until Eddie (who's next to him on the couch) reaches out to hold his hand. He wants to pull away immediately, but Eddie doesn't let go until he's looking at his face.

Suddenly the panic and overwhelm isn't so ignorable. Not without the rhythmic tap tap tap, or the sting of pain from his nails.

"You wanna go up to your room?" Eddie asks, quietly enough that Robin can continue talking to the other teens without feeling interrupted.

Steve just nods simply, and when Eddie lets go of his hand he finds himself shaking it out to get rid of the lingering touch he can feel. He refuses to meet anyone's eyes, keeping his gaze on the back of Eddie's t-shirt as he follows him out of the room and up the stairs to Steve's room.

Distantly, he feels bad for abandoning his house guests.

"Hey, hey hey." Eddie says, voice still so soft and gentle, when they close the door of his room behind them and his breathing starts to speed up, "What's happening?"

Steve shakes his head and swallows harshly as he starts to pace back and forth, still shaking his hand out. No one's ever been here for this part before.

"Quiet." He requests in a whisper, and sees Eddie nod a few times as he sits on the bed.

Eventually, Steve just lays on the floor, like usual. Lets the feeling of the cold, hard floor against his back ground him, and thanks all the gods he doesn't believe in that his parents' house is relatively soundproof. Finally, it's quiet.

After a minute, he feels the shift in weight as Eddie gets up from the bed and walks over to him. He tenses up at first, worried Eddie's going to start to talk. Because he's not ready.

But Eddie never does what he's expecting.

Instead, he feels his presence as Eddie sits and then lays down next to him on the floor. And now the gentle sound of Eddie's in-breaths and out-breaths are all Steve can hear. And it helps his own breaths calm down, until they're just deep breathing together, hands close but not touching.

Steve never though he could have someone else here when he's like this, but somehow, it's still quiet enough.