#lia's 1.5k celebration

[alotofpockets]

Push me all you want | Leah Williamson x Arsenal!Reader

5k celebration prompt: “You can push me away all you want, but I’m not going anywhere.”

Woso masterlist | Words: 1.5k

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It all happened so fast. One moment you were playing Manchester United, and the next moment the game was no longer on your mind. All that was on your mind was your girlfriend as she went down. The way she hit her hand on the ground told you enough. Leah was in pain, so you rushed over to be by her side.

Katie Zelem was the first one by her side and was already trying to comfort Leah. When you got to her side you could see the tears in her eyes. Your heart broke for her instantly. Leah was a tough one, so her crying couldn’t mean anything good.

“I’m fine.” She said when you crouched down next to her. You knew she was lying, but you weren’t going to argue with her right now. She was still down and looked in pain. All you could do was stay by her side and offer her comfort. 

The medics rushed around her to assess her. You stepped to the side, now standing with Lia, as well as Katie and Ella from the opposition. Each of you watched every moment that the medics made, keeping your eyes on Leah and what was going on. 

Your heart sank when they gave the bench the signal to substitute Leah out. The game had barely begun, and you hated the thought of your girlfriend missing the rest of it. 

When the medics started packing up their equipment, you stepped towards Leah again. Wanting to offer your help in helping her up. She let you along with one of the medics pull her up to her feet, but when you wanted to walk her to the sideline, she pushed you off. “I don’t need your help. Just finish the match.” Her tone was harsher than you had ever heard her talk to you.

You know she didn’t mean to be rude to you and was just hurting, so you let it be and stepped back towards Lia. “You alright?” She asks you as she witnessed her best friend push you away. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just Leah being stubborn, as always.”

The match continued when Leah was off the pitch. You hated not being able to check on her, but you knew that she was in good hands, and that she would want you to finish the match. Sadly after United scored, you weren’t able to score, so they got away with the win.

When the final whistle blew, you walked straight into the tunnel to go look for Leah. She might not want you there, but you still wanted to be there for her, as well as know if she was alright.

You found her in one of the physio rooms, quickly wiping away her tears. “They think it’s my ACL.” Your heart sank again, that was not an injury that would be easy. Besides surgery it was a long recovery. Both of you knew from Beth and Viv how grueling it could be, and even they hadn’t reached the end of it yet.

“You’re the strongest person I know. You’ll get through this and come back stronger, I know it.” You carefully sat next to her on the bed. This time Leah didn’t push you away, instead she leaned into your side and let her tears flow freely.

The next couple of days were tough. Leah had her scans at the hospital, and they had confirmed the suspected torn ACL. She had really hoped that it would have been something else, because this injury meant that she was for sure missing the World Cup.

The news hit Leah hard, and she started closing herself off. You tried your hardest to be there for her, but she wasn’t having it. 

You had just arrived at her place with a couple bags of groceries. She opened the door and looked between you and the bags. “Brought you some groceries.” You said with a smile.

She didn’t return your smile, but she did step to the side to let you in. “You shouldn’t have done that. I can take care of myself.” You shrugged as you walked to her kitchen and put the bags down on the counter. 

“I know, but I wanted to. The store is on the way over anyways.” Leah followed you into the kitchen, moving at a slower pace with her crutches. 

You started putting groceries away, moving around the kitchen effortlessly. “I can take care of myself. I don’t need you to treat me like I can’t handle things.” 

Leah grabbed something out of the grocery bag, showing that she could handle putting away groceries on her own. She moved a lot slower, but she got the product in the cabin. “I was just trying to help out, do something nice. Doesn’t mean I think you can’t handle it on your own.”

“Well, I can do it on my own.” She said as she grabbed the carton of eggs next. Only that didn’t go as smoothly. The carton slipped from her hands and fell to the ground. The eggs break and coat the surrounding floor in yolk.

Leah looked down at the floor, and you could see on her face that she was losing her patience. “Leah, just let me put everything away, please.”

Her face snapped back up to yours. “No. I told you. I do not need your help.” Taken back by her angry voice, you take a step back. “Okay, fine. Just let me clean that up for you.”

“Get out.” Leah yelled. She couldn’t bend her leg, so you knew she wouldn’t be able to clean up the mess that the eggs made. “Leah, come on.” You tried, but it only made her angrier. “Now! Get out now.”

Every ounce of your body told you that it wasn’t a good idea to leave, that Leah needed someone around. But she voiced that she didn’t want you there, so you grabbed your keys off the counter. “Okay, fine.” You said in defeat and left her apartment. 

Later that evening you heard your phone ring. Lia was video calling you.

“Hey, I just left Leah’s.” She said as you picked up. “How is she?” 

“A mess, but I think you knew that already.” She chuckled. “I found her in the kitchen crying over broken eggs and when I asked her what happened, she said she yelled at you.” 

You nod, “Yeah, she kicked me out.”

“I’m sorry, that’s rough. If it makes you feel any better, she spent about an hour crying to me over hurting you.” She says with a sympathetic look on her face.

“It’s alright. I know she’s hurting and she didn’t mean to be.” It might have hurt a bit in the moment, but you knew in the back of your mind that Leah loved you and that it was just the frustrations that came with the injury.

Lia was glad to hear that you were alright. “So, are you still driving her to the hospital tomorrow? Because I can do it if you don’t want to.”

You’re quick to shake your head. “No, I still want to. Thank you though.” 

You stayed on the phone together until Lia made it home, and then you went to bed. 

Lia had told you that she told Leah that she could pick her up for the appointment if she needed. So when Leah’s doorbell rang the next morning, she expected her best friend to be there. But instead it was you standing in front of her door.

Her eyes widened when she realised it was you. “I didn’t think you would come after I was so horrible to you.”

You step inside and place your hand on her shoulder. “Leah, you can push me away all you want, but I’m not going anywhere.” She nodded after seeing the sincerity in your eyes. 

“Come on, let’s get you to your appointment.” You grabbed her bag off the floor and carried it to your car. This time without Leah telling you that she didn’t need your help.

Once you were in the car, Leah spoke up. “I’m really sorry for how I acted yesterday. I was mean to you, while you were only trying to help. I’m sorry that I couldn’t see that yesterday.”

You reach over your hand to her lap and place your hand on her thigh. “Thank you, I appreciate you saying that. I understand that you’re in pain, and that everything has been a lot.”

"Yeah, but still.” You shook your head. “Le, we’re okay. I promise.” She put her hand over yours. “Okay, thank you.”

Leah still had a long recovery ahead, but you had hope that she would let you in from now on. She wasn’t alone, you would be there every step of the way.

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[that-sarcastic-writer]

Lia's sleepover

Hi lovelies! So I just saw I hit 1.5k followers. And like holy shit, I was just celbrating 1.3k not even 2 months ago, its honestly so crazy and I'm so thankful for all the love and support! So I wanted to celebrate, but since I still have an active milestone challenge (which is still open btw, more info here), I thought I'd do my first sleepover, like ever, instead.

So this sleepover will consist of two sections, writing requests and send me things. see below for all the details

General info

The sleepover will begin today, July 18th until Saturday, July 23rd. That's how long I'll be taking requests/asks specifically to be included in the sleepover. And on Sunday, July 24nd I will be posting the writing requests. Though I will answer any send me things asks throughout the week.

For obvious reasons, and as it always has been, I ask that all participants be 18+. If you are under 18, one you should not be interacting with my blog to begin with, but I can't control your media consumption, so I do ask that you respect my boundaries and you don't participate.

If you are thinking of sending a writing request (that is not a headcanon) I ask that you do it asap so that I actually have time to have it done by Sunday.

You are more than welcome to send more than one ask, like please, go crazy.

Be kind and respectful, and I do ask that you look at my hard no's before requesting, I will include those below, I will not answer asks that make me uncomfortable.

I will use the tags #lia's sleepover #sleepover and #sweet asks

Send me things section

FMW fictional characters editions, would you rather, top three of whatever

Send me a kink and I'll rate it. Fuck no | No | Rather not | Not sure | I suppose | Yes | Fuck yes | Give it to me right fucking now |

Send me a character and I'll rate them

Ask me about my favourite trope

Ask me about my works or any future works you would like to know about

Anything your heart desires!, anything you want to know, anything you want to say to me, I want to hear it all

Writing request section

Send me a character + a kink, trope or line of dialogue (from the list I will link below pls) and I'll write a drabble for it (Maybe longer if I'm really feeling it)

Send me a character and your headcannons (SFW or NSFW)

Send me your thotties fantasies about x character and I'll write a drabble, yes it can be as filthy as you want. Reference my no's list and characters I'm writing for if you're unsure

Need I remind you you must be 18+ to request anything? Yes, please please, respect my boundaries, refrain from requesting if you are under 18.

Writing request info

Here is the list of characters I'm currently writing for. Soldier Boy, Dean Winchester, Matt Murdock, Frank Castle, Javier P, and Din Djarin

As always my works are X readers, for the most part f!reader, but if there's no need for specifications it'll remain gender neutral

For the character + dialogue, I ask that you reference the list of dialogues I made in this post. But if you have a specific line of dialogue you'd like me to do that's okay too.

Here are my no's when it comes to requests. I don't have many and I'm open to pretty much anything, these are just my hard no's. Anything noncon (I've seen so many sb fics with this, I refuse to write this), anything blood kink related, BDSM themes simply because I don't know anywhere near enough to be able to write it, the obvious grooming, pedophilia, shit like that. It's not much, I'm open to pretty much anything.

Send me things!

Thank you to everyone who has liked, commented and reblogged my fics these past few weeks, you have made my summer so much more bearable and I appreciate you so much. Your support means the world to me. And thank you for allowing me to share my love of these men. Yall are awesome.

No preassure tags, tagging my lovely mutuals

@fluffyprettykitty @a-reader-and-a-writer @sketch-and-write-lover @witchisenpai @gyllenhaalstories @inklore @loverhymeswith @littlestatesman

[ameliora-j]

💛💛💛 gimme daddy!ron telling me I’m a good girl as I ride him

you shiver as ron’s hands stroke up your sides gently. “you’re so good to me sweetheart,” he whispers quietly. “such a good girl usin’ my cock to get yourself off. look so pretty on top,” he winks.

“thank you daddy,” you whimper quietly, swiveling your hips in an attempt to find your gspot as you continue to bounce on top of him. “daddy?” you whisper softly through a gasp at the feeling of being so full of him.

“yes angel?” he asks, gently pushing your hair out of your face before moving his hands back to stroke your sides.

“need help please… can’t find the spot,” you whisper as you bite your lip sheepishly.

ron smirks, knowing your body better than you do as his hands go to your hips. he re-angles you before lifting you up, and slamming you back down on his cock, the head of it hitting your gspot spot on. you moan loudly at the feeling as your nails dig into his shoulders when he does it again. “right there baby, do it just like that,” he whispers.

his hands cross behind his head as he stares up at you. “now go on, sweetheart. get back to what you’re good for,” he hums. you nod dumbly as you keep the angle ron had positioned you into and begin bouncing on him, moaning each time as you come back down and hit his gspot.

“there’s my girl, doin so good for me,” he praises quietly.

“‘m a good girl daddy?” you whimper.

“always my best girl,” he smiles up at you.

[ardentmuse]

Hello, my little love bugs!

2k followers is fast approaching and I am not willing to wait for it! So we’re having a celebration now.

As many of you know, toddle started daycare, which means I have 4 hours every morning just to myself. So for the next week, I am devoting all of that time to writing. And with The Good Place coming back so soon, why not do some prompts based on the wittiest, silliest, most gut-wrenchingly romantic dialogue on television? AND why not add two new fandoms while we’re at it, just to get some good stuff goin’!

The Rules:

Must be following me (@ardentmuse)

Must submit me an ask with a number of a prompt and a character

Must like this post

Should reblog, but obviously live your own life, run with your blog aesthetic and just be happy

Only one submission per person, please!

Block “#ardentmuse almost 2k celebration” if you don’t want to see these for whatever reason (though I promise they will be good. My story with the most notes ever - over 1.5k now - was from one of these challenges)

Each ask will become a reader-insert imagine. Aiming for ~1k words for each of these, but we’ll see where the spirits take me.

Note that as I am going to be devoting all my writing time for the next week to this, I am not setting a hard cut off regarding number of submissions, but do know that I won’t be addressing these forever. Once the new Good Place season starts, I’m going to be washing my hands of whatever requests still sit in my inbox.

Character list and prompt list below the cut.

Hugs, Lia

Characters:

Note: all responses will be reader inserts (no x ships). Also, this list is off the top of my head so if I missed anyone that you really want to see, let me know.

Kingsman:

Harry Hart

Merlin (Hamish Mycroft)

Eggsy Unwin

Tequila

Whiskey (Jack Daniels)

James Spenser (Lancelot)

Roxy Morton

Harry Potter:

Bill Weasley

Charlie Weasley

Percy Weasley

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Ron Weasley

Harry Potter

Neville Longbottom

Draco Malfoy

Sirius Black

James Potter

Remus Lupin

HPHM:

Bill Weasley

Charlie Weasley

Talbott Winger

Barnaby Lee

Felix Rosier

Marvel:

Bruce Banner

Tony Stark

Peter Parker

Thor Odinson

Steve Rogers

Scott Lang

T’Challa

Game of Thrones:

Jon Snow

Robb Stark

Ned Stark

Tyrion Lannister

Jaime Lannister

Sansa Stark

Margaery Tyrell

Theon Greyjoy

Gendry (Waters)

Podrick Payne

Sandor Clegane

Petyr Baelish

Good Omens:

Aziraphale

Crowley

The Prompts from The Good Place: 

https://ardentmuse.tumblr.com/post/187504106261/collectiveyou-hi-guys-im-broken-ya

Hi, guys! I’m broken.

Ya basic.

I was dropped into a cave and you were my flashlight.

Humans only live 80 years and they spend so much of it just waiting for things to be over.

I promise I’m worth it.

Kill me. Kill me. Kill me.

I gotta stay jacked. It’s who I am.

You know, sometimes a flaw can make something even more beautiful.

This is a real low point. Yeah, this one hurts.

I never thought I’d be the one to say it, but this is getting out of hand. I think we gotta go to the cops.

Well, I’ve narrowed it down to two possibilities: yes and no.

Well, I’m sure you’re busy, you probably wouldn’t want to talk to me. I get it, I wouldn’t either. I’m as dull as a rock. Ugh, even that analogy was boring. I’m sorry, I’m so dull, and I’m ugly. I’m like a rock. Ugh, stupid! Stop talking about rocks!

She’s so pretty, like Nala from The Lion King. And she talks so smart, like, um, Nala, from The Lion King.

It’s devastating. You’re devastated right now.

Okay, bud, whatever’s going on right now, just shove your feelings way down deep, plaster on a fake smile, and pretend like you’re having fun. Okay?

Ugh, of course your hugs are amazing.

Long story short, it was all a dream.

Right now I’m just a girl, towering over a boy, asking him to admit he loves me.

Pay it forward.

Now I’m living my truth and creating my bliss.

I am attractive, yes.

I don’t think this can be solved with a book.

Searching for meaning is philosophical suicide.

Now I’m bored. Walking is dumb.

You’re awesome! Be nicer to yourself.

I would say I outdid myself, but I’m always this good. So I simply did myself.

Lies are always more convincing when they’re closer to the truth.

Why do bad things always happen to mediocre people who are lying about their identities?

Rule number one– I get to do whatever I want, and you all just have to deal with it.

Principles aren’t principles when you pick and choose when you’re gonna follow them.

It’s a rare occurrence, like a double rainbow.

We are not in this alone.

Pobody’s nerfect.

Yep, shouldn’t have said that. Regretted it immediately.

You’re kind of, you know, turtling.

You and I are very different.

I’d say it’s like 50 million simultaneous orgasms, but better.

… I can work with that.

But then I remembered that I’m a naughty bitch.

Oh come on! You and I both know I’ll never read those.

What’s the secret? Is the secret more books? How many more books do I need?

Cool stance. Counterpoint: Get over yourself.

I’m outtie. See you in hell.

That broke me. I’m – I’m done.

I am your hottest friend!

You’re barfing Wikipedia over everyone to avoid talking about your feelings.

No matter what he does, we will find each other. And we will help each other. Because we’re soulmates.

I’m going to hug you because I love you. And because you feel just as alone as I do.

That’s insane. But it’s also like the eleventh most insane thing to happen today so who cares.

A: That’s not a question. B: So you agree, it’s a fact.

[ameliora-j]

Omg can I get 💚💚💚 pls (she/her in hp universe) 👀💖💖?

theoooo <3

you calm his storm

he’s not an easily irritated person

but when he is irritated?

it’s scary

and you’re the only one who can calm him down

you’re constantly on his lap with your head in his chest

he treats you like his little baby bc that’s what you are

he also thinks you’re a garden fairy <3

[ameliora-j]

CONGRATS BESTIE

💜 vidia

OMGOMGOMG I WAS SO HOPING YOU’D DO THIS ONE BCBCBCBCBC!!!!!!! ROSETTA!!!! MY QUEEN!!! <3

[ardentmuse]

Lia Updates

Hi Lovelies,

Sorry I disappeared off the face of the planet for a second there. The past two months have been very very crazy with family moving in with us. Every weekend has been packed and with people sleeping in our living room / changing baby and my schedule, it has been very tough to find time to write, 

But to the good updates! 

1) I’m at the library today to write! YAY!!!!!

I’m working on a Charlie Weasley piece in honor of our latest HPHM chapter and then I’m going to go through requests and see what is up. 

2) I’m working on an intensive interactive fiction piece for Kingsman! Three major paths for Eggsy, Harry, and Merlin. 

3) I’m starting producing work again part time, so woohoo money. Baby will also be starting part time day care. I’m one of those people who does much, much better with a tight structured schedule, so I think all this will actually make my writing better in the long run.

4) We still haven’t had that 1.5k followers celebration even though we hit that milestone like 3 months ago (I’m sorry I’m the worst). If you have any ideas, inbox them my way.

HUGS, LOVES!