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- name: claude (not really) | dms open
- 20 | she/they | returning Smosh fan from 2014
- I both write and draw but you'll mainly only ever see me post my writings. I’m also huge into data so there’s at least something there.
- I have no delusions whatsoever on anything I write/ship being real. No matter what I operate my entire account on remaining respectful.
Oneshot/Series Masterlist
Why did my afternoon doodle become a full render
this gayer than pride month
another day another amanda lehan canto character where she's improvving beautifully in some comedic over the top premise and then somehow manages to give her goofy character a sincere and grounding beat usually involving a fraught relationship with a parent that I Just Know Is Going To Cause Me Emotional Damage Later
except this time its a gay potato. ALRIGHT FINE. WHATEVER.
something something ‘the artist and her muse’ something something pygmalion and galatea
the bestie-est bestie ever🥺
can someone ID what video their outfits are from
well. im going to go. pass out. 🫡
Here’s to hoping that they sell individual prints of each month because I may not buy a calander BUT I AM ABSOLUTELY BUYING AN INDIVIDUAL PRINT IN A HEARTBEAT
Surprise! I'm doing fictober but I'm late, so I posted four one shots back to back to catch up.
The following prompts come from @fictober-event for Fictober 2024.
Day 1: "that was good work"
Angela and Amanda have to properly and actually kiss for a bit. Of course, they can't do it without practice.
Day 2: "it's been a long time"
Chanse is speaking at Amanda and Angela's wedding. He struggles a bit but he eventually finds his footing.
Day 3: "I know you better"
Basically 5 times Spork hates Amanda and 1 time he learns to love her.
Day 4: "no, we're not doing that"
Toilet Girl and New York talk about what happens after shooting Love is Blind.
Soulmateism is Amangela winning each others "what would blank do?"
Best RPF Ship - Round 1 Match 35
Amangela (Amanda Lehan-Canto/Angela Giratanna, Smosh) vs Taekook (Kim Taehyung/Jeon Jungkook, BTS)
Amangela
Taekook
i had such a strong reaction to the latest installment of reconnecting the past that i felt the need to come and send you an ask directly about it because oh my GOD. literally sitting at my work desk silently losing it over amanda's conversation with tommy right on the heels of everything arasha saw about the amangela dynamic. How did you DO THIS SO BEAUTIFULLY. HOLY SHIT. i emitted an audible 'AUGh?" when i was reading it and im like. still giddy thinking about it. wow.
anyway to avoid writing (another) essay about it suffice it to say. fucking beautiful characterization work. i am enjoying it so much. it is sending me up the walls and scampering around my room in the best way and i am so excited and slightly terrified to find out what happens next. thank u for ur work.
-shesmore-shoebill
I’m so happy people can react over anything I write, it makes me all giddy. ESPECIALLY at work and having to be silent about freaking out asdfghkklll. So very real. I also ADORE all your essays and things you notice about my writing and characterizations of everyone. Especially because I’m overthinking incarnate so my mind is a jumbled mess. Thank you @shesmore-shoebill so as a treat a mini insight into this chapter.
When writing the rough draft for this chapter the first thing I wrote in my notes was “Finally seeds are planted and Amanda is gay.” Hence why the entire chapter was practically everyone connecting some dots and for Amanda it’s just not clicking yet. As people say ignorance is bliss.
Realizing “girls also nice yes” is a whole ass journey and the early phases of it is hard to write individually because the person just acts how they usually do. Which is why I thought having it be shown through Arasha’s input + Tommy’s outside perspective was my best bet. Also because of who they are in this story to Amanda. Arasha who mainly knew Amanda during Uni vs Tommy who only knows Amanda currently. Also because outsiders perspective wooooo.
Thank you so much for all the praises and support on Reconnecting the Past it truly means so much to me.
Reconnecting the Past
Amangela | Reunion AU!
Chapter 16: Skipped a Beat
Amanda, Angela, and Arasha call, and Tommy makes an assumption.
Disclaimer: This is not meant to be a representation of those in Smosh, rather a fan made perspective on the characters they portray online. Remain respectful.
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Arasha tapped the steering wheel of her car, waiting for the light to turn green. Her eyes glanced at the digital clock, doing some mental math on Angela’s apartment to the filming location. As the light turned green she drove straight ahead, turning into the parking lot of the familiar apartment complex. She parked at the nearest open available spot for guests, taking her phone out of the cup holder. Her fingers tapping on Angela’s contact, before the ringing sound filled the car. The sound was cut short before it beeped just before the call ended. She frowned at her phone, rolling her eyes, until a text came in shortly after.
‘Angela: Be out in a second’
Arasha replied to the text, scrolling through her instagram notifications afterwards. The sound of a door alerting her eyes forward. Angela walked towards her car, a phone to her ear as she continued talking to whoever was on the other side of the phone.
“I have to go,” Angela said, as she opened the car door. The phone briefly squeezed against her ear and shoulder as she put on her seat belt. “Bye. I’ll talk to you soon.”
“You don’t have to hang up,” Arasha immediately spoke. “I don’t mind.”
Angela paused. “Are you sure?” She asked, the phone pulled away from her ear as if the caller wasn’t a part of the conversation.
“Yeah, I’m sure,” she said. Arasha put her car back into drive, carefully maneuvering out of the parking lot. “It’s just a phone call.”
As Angela moved her phone closer to her, Arasha could make out the voice much more clearer.
“Wait, is that Arasha?”
She glanced at Angela from the corner of her eye. “You’re talking to Amanda?”
“Oh my god. Hi Arasha!”
“Hey Amanda, it’s been a while,” Arasha smiled. Her smile not once feigned as Angela groaned.
“I should’ve just hung up,” Angela murmured.
“Oh come on. Why?”
“I feel like one of you is going to embarrass me,” Angela said, her eyes trained on Arasha as she spoke.
“Who do you take me for? You should just put me on speaker.”
“I agree, put Amanda on speaker,” Arasha interrupted. “I need to focus on the road.”
“More of a reason for me to hang up then,” Angela huffed. A few seconds passed, Amanda’s words being drowned out by the light traffic, before Angela put her on speaker.
“-call was cut short yesterday. I don’t want to stop talking-“
“You’re on speaker,” Angela interrupted. A light smile was on her face, her eyes obviously avoiding Arasha’s ever-so curious ones that’d glance at her.
There was a brief crackle and muffling of background noise. “Finally, I’m on speaker. Can’t believe she tried to stop us from talking to each other, Arasha.”
“I know right,” Arasha said. She bit her lip, stopping herself from making a joke about Angela wanting Amanda all to herself. She didn’t exactly know what she can and cannot joke about. “Angela hasn’t even told me that you guys have been calling.”
“Yes I have,” Angela defended. “I mentioned it.”
“Well, yeah, but I didn't know it was like a thing," Arasha said.
"It's not daily but we've been calling often," Amanda answered. "How have you been, Arasha?"
"I'm good. I got a callback for an audition yesterday." Arasha paused, glancing at Angela who was silently listening to the two converse, with a light smile on her face. "How about you?"
"Oh my god congratulations on that callback," Amanda cheered. "I'm doing great. I have an idea of when I'm going back to Cali, so I'm happy about that."
"What?" Angela immediately said. "Wait, you didn't tell me this. When?"
"I didn't?" Amanda asked, surprised. "I swear I told you yesterday. I wanted to make sure to tell you."
"It's fine," Angela shrugged. "You can tell me now."
"I don't know the exact date, but it'll be around the last week of July."
"Still a few weeks then.”
"Yeah," Amanda paused, a few seconds passing before she spoke. "I can't wait to see you." Her voice was airy yet so undeniably emotional. Arasha's eyes widened at the switch up, she glanced at Angela who's smile widened at the words. She couldn't even tell if she was third wheeling at this point. Even if she knew that was the farthest thing from both of their intentions.
"We'll have to schedule a meet up at some point then," Angela said.
"For sure," she agreed. "You're one of the highlights of my time here, so yeah, definitely." The compliment was said casually, yet borderline cheesy considering Angela isn't even in Canada with Amanda. An achievement on Angela's part maybe.
If Arasha could describe Amanda in one word based on this interaction alone it'd be soft. Almost as if anything Angela did would make Amanda crumble. That alone was enough to get enough Arasha's mind wandering.
"This is highschool all over again," Arasha jokes, a beat later. "I'm just witnessing two people make plans I'm not a part of."
"Wait!" Amanda said, just as Angela scrambled over an apology.
"We can all hang out, Arasha!" Amanda said. "I definitely do need to catch up with you sometime. I really want to do that."
"The more the merrier," Angela followed up. "Besides I talk to Amanda enough as is."
"Hey!"
"Sorry," Angela apologized, her face broken out in a wide grin.
"I'm thinking dinner some time. It'll be on me," Amanda said.
"I'm so happy my plan worked," Arasha chuckled, despite clearly not having that intention at all. "All I'm hearing is free dinner."
Amanda sighed. "Well not anymore after that."
"Damn, guess I'm not getting free dinner either," Angela shrugged.
"That part was only extended to Arasha anyway," Amanda teased.
"That's so unfair!"
"Look," Arasha interrupted, having a feeling that playful bickering would go on for longer. "You two need to hang out properly. You're the ones reconnecting. The last thing I want to do is get in the middle of that.”
A second later, Arasha cleared her throat. "But I also do want to catch up with you sometime Amanda."
'I'm looking forward to it."
"Awww," Angela cooed. "I'm so glad I didn't hang up after all. I'm happy you two are talking."
"We never had a reason not to Ange," Arasha said. "I didn't have some reservations with her like you did." She said, glancing at Angela with a teasing smirk, before going back to facing the road.
"I knew you were going to embarrass me!" Angela practically yelled. "I fucking knew it!"
Amanda's laughter filled the air as she took in Angela's reaction. "God, I wish I was in the car."
It wasn’t long for the conversation to change topics, the three going from discussing traveling to shopping. As the destination neared Angela ended up rambling about her improv group, Arasha too focused on driving to give full responses aside from the occasional hum.
“Oh come on,” Angela said. "Are you even listening to me Amanda? I feel like I'm talking to an empty crowd.”
“Sorry, sorry,” Amanda chuckled. “I'll talk more. I just liked listening to you ramble.” She said softly in a raw voice that it completely caught Arasha off guard. She couldn’t help but do a look over Angela, gauging her reaction. There was the usual smile on her lips but she didn’t look surprised nor caught off guard. If anything, it was just a part of their new normal.
“Well, at least you're listening,” Angela said, pausing before she continued on. “And I don’t exactly want to count on Arasha fully listening when she’s driving.”
"I am listening," Arasha said. "We usually talk anyway when I'm driving so it's not exactly out of the ordinary.”
As Amanda and Angela lightly bicker back and forth, Arasha leaned back. She let her mind wander further, taking the train of thought she had before and delving into it. Yet, at the same time, she wasn’t exactly one to assume. Especially, when she didn’t exactly know Amanda, at least currently, that well. Angela acted how she normally would, as if she was finding herself as she talked to Amanda. There was only an occasional pause and shift of awkwardness and hesitance, though it was probably par for the course.
Meanwhile for Amanda, the part that more so brought her attention, was the differences. There was just something about the way she acted. The way she talked to Angela, and how her voice sounded with every word she spoke.
It was reminiscent of a lovesick Angela back in University. As soon as the thought hit her, she shook it away and pushed it aside. It was none of her business. The two are currently happy as they are. That’s all that matters.
Reconnecting the Past
Amangela | Reunion AU!
Chapter 15: Routinely Calls
Amanda and Angela start to fall into a routine with Amanda later texting Shayne about news.
Disclaimer: This is not meant to be a representation of those in Smosh, rather a fan made perspective on the characters they portray online. Remain respectful.
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"Okay I am starting the car," Angela, all but announced the moment the call connected.
"Thank you for the play by play Angela," Amanda teased. "I really needed it."
"Well, I don't know what else to say," she uttered. Shuffling was heard over the speaker, a light beeping noise coming from Angela's car as she presumably reversed out of her driveway. "What are you up to, anyway? It's early."
"I'm doing my hair. I finished getting dressed and my makeup earlier." Amanda said, her phone set down on the sink counter as she brushed through her long hair a final time.
"What the?" Angela said. "You're already ready? Doesn't your thing start at like 9?"
"Yeah, but it's fine. Tommy and I will probably arrive early," Amanda shrugged. She gathered up her stuff, checking through her bag a final time. "I'm used to waking up early for this, so might as well."
"I think you're just insane," Angela commented. "I understand getting ready early, but you know you can just stay behind in your hotel and watch TV."
"It feels awkward to do when I have filming today," Amanda said, her phone to her ear and off speaker as she made her way to the elevator. "I like leaving stuff like that for after work."
There was a brief pause before Angela spoke. "Oh, I get that. I feel like it's easier to start doing stuff like that in your downtime once you have a better work and personal life balance."
"True," Amanda commented. "I'll be better at it once I'm back in California."
"Sometimes I forget you do still live there," Angela admitted. "Like we started talking again and then suddenly you're in Canada."
Amanda texted Tommy as another person entered the elevator, she shuffled deeper into the corner, her voice softer as she spoke. "Well I'm bound to be back there within July," she paused. "Hopefully."
"Tell your work they suck at scheduling," Angela teased.
"Trust me, they know."
"How's filming nowadays?" Angela asked.
Amanda couldn't stop herself from sighing. "It's fine all things considered." She ended up leaving it at that, waiting for Angela to either comment or change the topic.
"Jesus Christ," Angela mumbled, her voice still clearly heard despite that not being her intention. "There's way too many cars here."
"You're driving in LA, Ange. That's a given." Amanda replied, as she navigated her way through a busy hotel lobby. She initially planned on waiting in one of the chairs but based on the multiple people checking in and out, she decided to cut her losses.
There was another pause, a brief car honk heard in the background. "Are you outside already?" Angela asked. "You really want to get there early."
"Oh, quiet," Amanda rolled her eyes. "What are you up to nowadays?"
"Well, you know, filming for the second short film and the improv group. The usual," Angela said. "I am getting closer to the people in the improv group though, so I'm happy for that."
"I'm glad, it's always good to make friends or at least colleagues in stuff like that."
As minutes passed by Amanda waited for Tommy to join her out in the front. The uber already ordered for the two five minutes ago. Throughout the call Angela ended up rambling about this one improv scene she absolutely loved doing. As Amanda listened, the corners of her mouth twitched upwards into an uncontrollable smile. She sucked her lips into her teeth, simply enjoying the moment.
There was just something about listening to Angela ramble about something she loved that was comforting. Her glances at the road waiting for the Uber to arrive becoming less frequent. As she let herself be lulled into a story about an admittedly funny scene, she failed to notice the door opening and the approaching footsteps.
"Who has you smiling at your phone like that?" Amanda heard Tommy's teasing voice, a hand on her shoulder bringing her back to the present.
"Oh my god!" Amanda practically yelped, unintentionally interrupting Angela. She turned towards Tommy immediately. "I did not see you coming."
Tommy chuckled. "Yeah," he said. "I can see that."
Angela's voice is quietly heard over the phone. Amanda isn't even sure if Tommy can hear her. "Amanda? You good? Mandy?"
"So," Tommy said, he pointed to her phone. "A friend? Boyfriend? Hookup?"
"The first one," Amanda said, just about to reply to Angela.
"You'll be busy soon. I'm going to be hanging up now." Another quiet shuffle is heard. "Good luck in filming."
Angela left the call, Amanda being left by herself before she clicked off. "Well, I was going to introduce you two, but guess not." She checked the time, failing to realize how much time had passed. "Then again she does have to get to filming soon.”
I just watched what would arasha do (yes I’m late be quiet), but rpf wise the potential is crazy. Fanfic where after shooting the vid (even though Trevor won) he is adamant in getting to know Arasha. Because he feels like he should’ve done better at the game and in general just wants to get to know his coworker more. But he doesn’t wanna like lay it on thick and be like ‘I’m going to get to know you let’s talk.” Like at first it starts slow. Like they pass each other in the office and and he asks her how her weekend was more often, stuff like that. Then they have like more downtime and they both talk a lot more, hang out after work. Yes volleyball. And it’s just a fluffy short fic where Trevor falls for Arasha the more he learns about her. And a cute little thing I imagine is Trevor cooking Arasha her favorite food one day just because she was on his mind and he just wanted to be sweet. And if you wanna pull off that then she has a little thing about this one ingredient because picky and he just remembers that for next time. In conclusion I’m sorry
courtney posting a jade west fancam during smosh bit city era brings us one step closer to a world in which Smosh does a Victorious Reunion
and as a sapphic who experienced some things during formative years. that would be. Totally Fine. And Chill.
I need Amangela playing Jori and have them have some weird ass tension relationship
Reconnecting the Past
Amangela | Reunion AU!
Chapter 14: We Remain Friends
Amanda and Angela call for the first time in many years.
Disclaimer: This is not meant to be a representation of those in Smosh, rather a fan made perspective on the characters they portray online. Remain respectful.
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Amanda stared at her phone intently as if her eyes alone would make the screen change. Her teeth bit down on her bottom lip lightly, waiting impatiently for Angela to pick up. It's not like it was taking minutes, where really only mere seconds passed. It was weird. Beforehand the thought of calling her was passing but now that it was actually happening she couldn't help but wait in anticipation.
She had an idea of what her voice sounded like, but she couldn't remember it exactly. Maybe, if all those years ago, she committed her voice to her mind deeper she'd be able to hear Angela's voice in her messages. Memories of countless late night calls, falling asleep to each other's voices festered in her mind.
Then, as if Angela could hear her thoughts, she joined the call. A simple greeting came from her mouth, stopping Amanda from even speaking as it shook her to her core.
"Hey Amanda."
Her eyes widened as she choked on air itself. Fuck. It really has been a long time. The sound of her voice was painfully nostalgic and she couldn't help the smile that pulled at her lips. She missed it. She missed the flood gates of memories attached to her voice. The way her voice was endlessly expressive and how raspy it’d get in the morning.
"Hi Ange," she manages to say. "Sorry, hearing your voice caught me off guard."
"Well," Angela paused, her voice shaky as she spoke. "I'd agree but you sent me a voice note before."
"What can I say?" Amanda lightly chuckled. "I like keeping you on your toes I guess."
There was a brief moment of silence, before Angela found her voice. "You always keep me on my toes." She said in almost a murmur, yet Amanda could make out her voice. She seemingly shifted, hesitating over her words, before clearing her throat. “Whatever, go do your laundry.”
Amanda stared down at the laundry basket in front of her, completely forgetting the chore the moment the call started. She chuckled. “Maybe you do distract me, I forgot about my laundry.”
“That's the whole reason this call started,” Angela deadpanned.
"Laundry or actually talking to you?" Amanda asked, without it actually being meant as a question. "It's obvious which one I'd choose anyday." She said, as she sorted through her laundry basket separating her clothes.
As if it was bound to happen a comfortable silence filled the call as Amanda continued to sort through her laundry. Eventually she heard Angela's light humming over the background noise of her sifting through some papers. A natural smile pulled at her lips as she enjoyed the moment. Then as the conversation delved into random true crime cases for the next hour and a half, she found her night truly enjoyable.
