Masterlist for Requests:
Moodboards- 6, 8, 9, or 10 images, can be still or gif, sfw characters if wanted (fictional only), color, and aesthetic
Stim boards- 6 or 9 gifs, sfw characters if wanted, colors, specific stims (slime, fidgits, etc.)
Calender sticker charts- week/month/custom, colors, sfw characters if wanted, and what the calander is for (bedtime, day routines, etc.)
Outfit boards- 'pick your own' or a single outfit with related images, sfw characters if wanted, masc/femme/nb clothes, and general outfit theme/aesthetic
Name boards- name, colors, themes- these can include: sfw characters if wanted, general aesthetic, toys, or anything sfw that suits you! (Sometimes my little, Star, helps me make these too!)
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There are new designs for name plates that can be put on homes that were built in a modern way. A name plate made of metal or acrylic would look even better on such a nicely built place. A name plate made of stone or wood will look better in a place that has a classic feel to it.
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Jorts season · Leah Williamson
Summary: leah and reader meet each other at a fashion show, leah's jorts throw reader off but the football player manages to charm reader into going out for a drink
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You’ve been modeling for a couple of years now. It had started out pretty randomly, and you didn’t really anticipate the career you have now. It was a friend of yours that asked you to model her self-designed clothes which she had made for a school project. One thing led to another, and you quickly found yourself talking to different model agencies across the country. They fell in love with your unique look, and you were thankful for it because you were now having the time of your life. You were grateful for the opportunities that had come on your path, giving you the possibility to see the world and meet amazing people.
It was a different day today, though. You were invited to a fashion show and found yourself sitting along the guests instead of walking down the runway. You didn't mind, because you had a passion for fashion as well and didn't only enjoy showcasing different items. The show was about to start in a few minutes, so you took place on your designated seat. Luckily, you had a good view and was seated on the first row. Most people had taken place as well and were chatting up with whoever was sat next to them. There was an empty seat next to you and you couldn’t help but wonder who would be arriving last minute to a show like this one. You squinted your eyes and read the nameboard that was resting on it. It said Leah Williamson, English football player.
The name didn't really ring a bell, which wasn't surprising, because you weren't that familiar with the world of football. You had a few friends that were, of course, but you didn't pay it as much attention as they did. The host started with tonight's introduction and thanked everyone for their presence. They were a few minutes in before you suddenly felt a gust of wind hit your skin. Once you looked up, you saw a tall blonde take place next to you. She quietly apologized to the people around you two, probably for walking in late and blocking their view while coming over to where you were sitting. She finally turned around and met your face with a small smile, a dimple appearing on each side of her face. You smiled back and took a quick look at the outfit she was wearing. Her outfit consisted of a pair of jorts, a white blouse and black shoes. Your eyes stayed blocked on the jorts she was wearing, embarrassingly long because you heard a chuckle leave the blonde’s mouth.
You felt yourself growing shy under her gaze, due to the fact that you had been staring the woman down, judgment probably visible on your face. She looked great, beautiful even, but the jorts? ‘’I can tell you’re a fan of these.’’ You heard, feeling an arm graze against yours as you felt the woman’s breath hit your skin. Models were starting to appear, gasps and whispers going around while the crowd was admiring this season’s collection. The blonde next to you wasn’t that interested in the pieces being shown in front of her, you noticed. She was more interested in questioning the stranger who was sitting next to her.
‘’I think they’re…okay.’’ You nodded, not sounding convincing because you weren’t being honest, at all. You just hoped the blonde next to you believed the words you said. She playfully rolled her eyes and nudged you while leaning in again to whisper in your ear. ‘’You can be honest, you know. I just had a friend of me roast me.’’ Leah said, as you remembered her name all of a sudden. You preferred not to be honest as you already started to feel bad for making her question the outfit she was wearing. ‘’I think it suits you.’’ You replied instead, your voice a tone higher than it usually is, probably due to the fact that you were being a lying mess. Leah snorted and shook her head before turning her attention on the models that were passing in front of her. You sneakily glanced at her and admired the rings she was wearing on her slender fingers, the earrings that hung from her ears and the blonde pieces of hair that were slightly covering her face.
The rest of the fashion show was great, you were captivated by the outfits that were being shown. The football player next to you seemed to enjoy them as well, as she was taking pictures of items she was probably interested in. You felt her arm graze across yours every now and then and she even managed to accidently step on your foot. It didn’t hurt, but that didn’t stop Leah from apologizing to you multiple times. You had giggled at her, blue eyes wide open as she cursed herself for being so clumsy.
Once the lights were on and everyone was slowly leaving the big hall, you couldn’t help but feel a little guilty. The blonde was being so nice to you while you had been judging her, probably coming across as snobby. So, you decided to apologize as a nice person would do. Both of you had stood up now. Leah’s eyes were flickering from her phone to you, contemplating if she would restart the conversation or leave it as it was. You collected some courage and decided to take a step closer, oblivious to the thought that was racing through to blonde’s mind. Leah put her phone away as soon she saw you walking her way, a nervous smile appearing on her face.
‘’Hey, so-‘’ ‘’I was wonde-‘’ You both blurted out at the same time, stopping your sentences halfway before bursting out in laughter. ‘’You first.’’ She said, allowing you to finish what you were meaning to say. ‘’I just wanted to apologize for earlier.’’ You began, fiddling with your fingers while blue eyes stared at your form. A nice smile was displayed on her face, encouraging you to continue talking. ‘’I was being a bit rude.’’ You finished, softly laughing at your poor attempt of apologizing for your behaviour. Leah shook her head, questioning herself now if she had come across as harsh. ‘’It’s all good.’’ The blonde said and looked at the jorts she was wearing before taking a look at your outfit. The one she had been sneakily eying during the show. ‘’I’m always up for some fashion advice.’’ Was what she said before she took her phone out of her pocket.
‘’I can tell you have a lot to say.’’ You felt even more embarrassed by her teasing words, wishing the ground would swallow you up. ‘’I have time. How about you?’’ Leah smoothly asked before raising an eyebrow. The room was starting to get emptier. Most people had walked out already, probably heading over to the after show. To be fair, you weren’t in the mood to party. You weren’t in the mood for loud music either, or champagne or small talk. You took a look around before returning your eyes on the woman in front of you and nodded. ‘’I have time.’’ You replied, seeing a smile appear on Leah’s face. You both exchanged numbers before parting your ways, deciding to meet up later tonight for a drink. Leah had asked you for your name, of course, because up until the conversation you were ‘’miss judgy face’’. You snorted at her confession, crediting her for the creative name.
‘’I’ll see you later.’’ Was what Leah said as she took you in her arms, giving you a small firm hug before making her way to the exit. She turned around halfway and waved at you. ‘’Don’t worry, I’m changing outfits.’’ You heard her say, making you laugh once again. You waved back and decided it was time to head back to your hotel to rest a little before heading out to meet up with the interesting blonde. You found yourself chuckling at the awkward exchange you had at the start of the show. But let’s be real, Jorts?
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