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Really excited to be posting this! Been working on these little illustrations of some of the most influential female writers over the past few days, and this is the result! I hope you like them, hopefully I’ll be able to post something (arguably) even more exciting soon to do with them, and how they play a role in decorating my new uni room!

Feel free to print these off if you like, cut and stick them wherever, I do not mind at all, they are my gift to you. x

AA Fanfic: The Girl With Jordans

Author: @werewolfmutant

Word: 2150

Author’s Note: Okay, so I’m reposting this because something glitchy was going on. Anyway, the title is random, I know, but it fit with the story line I’m about to present. This idea came to me when I read @stilinski-jpeg ’s series, Assassin and I thought I could write one of my own. So, thank you Nia for inspiring me to write this story, gotta give creds to you. I now present the Prologue of my new series: The Girl With Jordans. Hope you enjoy and let me know what you think, I’m a little nervous about this one. 😊 


Daddy was leaving again. He was all suited in his army wear, standing tall, and looking important like he always does. That’s what I admired about him, he always knew how to look professional. He turned around, his eyes casting down towards me, a warm fatherly smile appearing on his face. Daddy knelt down at my eye level that way he could look at me straight in the eyes, my lips pouted, “Do you have to go?”

Daddy nodded his head in response, “I’m sorry, kid, you know how it goes.” He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, I could see the sadness in his eyes as well, he didn’t want to leave either. Knowing that he hasn’t been Father of The Year, he tried his best, and I was content with that.

So, I nodded my head understandingly, “I know Daddy,” I let a childish grin appear on my face, showing my missing baby teeth, “You gotta go save the world again.”

A soft chuckle escaped his lips, “You got that right, baby girl.” He then pulled me into a tight hug, I hugged him back since this would be the last I would see him for a long while. I wanted to hold onto him forever but I hated the reality in front of me. Soon, he wouldn’t be in my arms anymore, soon his tall figure would be walking out of that door, and soon it’ll just be Mom and I. Alone with each other for long hard months. I swallowed the tears threatening to pour out of my eyes.

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