Hiya! Not sure what ur comfortable writing about could u do something w/ amanda x female character that is autistic? Like reader struggles socially and with noise or something. How would amanda dote on her? Maybe reader is a new hire at smosh but does work behind camera
Everything Will Be Alright
Amanda Lehan-Canto x autistic gn!reader
TW: Anxiety attack, noise overload, typical moose master shenanigans, mostly sweet fluffy being taken care of content, once again I am not autistic so this may not be entirely accurate but I would appreciate any feedback! This is also my very first Amanda fic so it's shorter than usual and I'm still trying to get the characterization right.
Breathe in for three. Hold for three. Out for three. Just like your therapist had taught you. Moose Master was a hard thing for you to handle, even on a good day. It was loud, unhinged, and there was a 500% increase in screaming. You were sitting behind the main camera with Anders, watching as Trevor got on the table and Angela tried to tackle him off.
“Do you think I need to have 911 on speed dial?” You whispered to him, watching as Trevor used her being distracted to attempt to tie her shoelaces together.
“It’s probably fine, I think. Amanda’s trying to separate them.”
Your poor girlfriend was indeed, trying to pull them apart to no avail. Angela started to scream in both Trevor and Amanda’s face while Shayne wheezed in the back. Breathe. You started to bounce your leg. 30 more minutes and you could go hide in your office. Easy enough.
Until Trevor started to yell back. You knew it was a joke, logically, everything today had been. But the screaming match developing caused your chest to tighten. The next thing you knew, everything felt like it was underwater. The play-fighting echoed through your ears and into your brain, ringing. You gripped your jeans tight to steady yourself, clawing at the denim so hard you nearly broke through the fabric. You barely heard Anders call 5 and step in to stop the chaos, focused on your shoes. Too loud, everything was too loud. You put your hands over your ears, shaking. Stop stop stop stop stop stop.
All of a sudden, a hand pulled yours away from your ear and slipped something into it, muting the noise. They did the same with the other before passing you a small water bottle. You clenched the plastic as they uncapped it and helped you drink. Their hand cradled your chin gently, and you recognized the soft skin of your girlfriend’s palm and tried to use it to ground yourself.
Amanda’s here, everything will be fine.
Once you finished the water, she gently lifted you out of the chair and onto your feet, keeping a steadying hand on the small of your back. Without speaking, she led you to your office and onto your favorite beanbag chair, handing you the giraffe stuffed animal that lived on your desk. You curled up into a ball, burying your nose in the fabric. It smelled like tea tree oil, something you had discovered soothed you after panicking in a soap store. She kept the big light off, opting to turn on a salt lamp in the corner instead. The soft pink glow illuminated her face, and for a second you ignored the knot in your stomach as you took in how truly beautiful she was.
She caught your wide-eyed gaze, meeting it with a gentle smile as she put a sign up on your door before shutting it and locking it. She sat down next to you, not touching you, just existing, and you finally unclenched your hands. Your earplugs meant you couldn’t hear a single word from the outside world, and you took a shaky breath.
You weren’t sure how long the two of you sat there, you focusing on your breathing and Amanda relaxing into the plush gray fabric. You only were disturbed once, and she quickly went outside to shoo the intruder off. When she came back, you finally spoke. “Thank you.”
“Anytime my love. Are you feeling better?”
“Kind of. Enough to do some light work with white noise on.”
She hummed. “Okay, good. I’ll bring you a snack later. Don’t push it.”
“I don’t think I could if I tried.”
“Linus will be here to keep an eye on you to make sure you don’t.” You clung a little tighter to the giraffe, named Linus because he was just like Linus’ blanket from The Peanuts.
“Linus will be in my lap the whole time.”
She pecked your forehead. “I have to get to work now lovie, but text me if you need anything.”
“Have I ever told you you’re the best?”
“Yes, but I wouldn’t mind hearing it again.”
You chuckled lightly at the goofy grin on her face. “You’re the best.”
“You only deserve the best.”
“Sap.”
“Only for you.”
She got you settled in your chair, Linus in tow, and turned on a slightly brighter lamp so you wouldn’t get a headache. You kissed her, feeling her eyelashes tickle your skin as she closed her eyes.
“I love you darling.”
“I love you too, my love, take care.”
“I will.”
You watched as she closed the door quietly behind her, leaving you in your peaceful bubble. You sighed, answering texts from your concerned friends before opening the most recent thumbnail you had been editing. A text from Amanda popped up on your screen, and it was impossible not to smile when you read it.
Everything will be alright. Take a deep breath. Love you ❤️
Everything would be alright indeed.
A/N: Short and sweet! I love a good being taking care of soft fic. As previously mentioned this is my first Amanda fic! I'm still figuring it out so it's taking me longer to get to these requests but I promise your Amanda content is coming don't worry pookies.
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