would you write a lottie x autistic reader? like maybe she is your comfort person so you are together all the time
- Lottie comforts autistic!reader
!hi it’s been a while, and I’m probably really out of writing practice right now, but I’m here! Hello! Idk if ppl are still even reading my things anymore, but if anyone is, hi!!
Warnings! Some things might trigger ppl, pure fluff, and I don’t think I know how to write people who may of autism, or adhd, or anything of that sort, so I’m sorry!
You and Lottie had just moved into your first apartment together (paid by her dad since money is his only way of parenting)
You’ve been overwhelmed by the new change, and the boxes, and god. The mess. It was a very nice cozy apartment though, and Lottie had already unpacked some of your boxes for you when you needed time to unwind and sort yourself out.
Right now, you were sat on the floor, surrounded by boxes, feeling overwhelmed and overstimulated by the boxes that were unorganized and things were falling out and falling onto the floor.
Despite your efforts, however, you couldn't shake off the feeling of anxiety and disorientation, the boxes, the mess, the new environment, it was all too much.
Lottie, noticed how you were clearly in distress, she walks over to where you were sitting, and she crouched down next to you, a concerned expression on her face. "Hey," she said softly, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder. "How are you, right now?"
You looked up at her, feeling a mix of gratitude and embarrassment. "I'm okay," you said, trying to compose yourself. "Just feeling a bit overwhelmed."
Lottie nodded. "I understand. Moving to a new place can be a lot to handle." She paused for a moment, studying your face. "Have you been having any sensory issues?" You looked up at her, and nodded your head while picking at your shorts.
You nodded, feeling a sense of relief that she understood. "Yeah, a little," you admitted. "The mess is making it worse." Lottie thinks for a moment, and she puts things that had fallen out of the boxes, back into them.
Lottie took your hand and gently guided you to a different room in the apartment, one that was fully cleaned and organized. As soon as you entered, you felt a wave of calm wash over you.
The room was small but cozy, with soft lighting and minimal noise. Lottie closed the door behind you, shutting out the sounds and distractions of the outside world.
It was just a simple moment between you and Lottie, she knew you like the back of her hand. She even knew how you liked to be calmed, by her holding you gently(if you wanted to be held) and by playing soft music, or your comfort show.
Lottie has been trying to organize the mess, trying to keep things neat in the apartment to not cause you any problems, which so far worked.
As you laid down, feeling a sense of comfort in her presence. She took your hand again, holding it tightly. "I know it's been tough for you with the move," she said softly. "But I want you to know that I'm here for you, and we'll figure this out together." The two of you laid in silence for a moment, fingers intertwined together.
This is so bad and short, mind you I have not wrote in a very long time, and it’s 4AM, I also did not go over this and looked for spelling errors or anything, so I’m sorry if something is out of place or something
