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Segunda parte de "Between Our Scars" ~~~~~ Alicia Clark y T/N Dixon han vivido sus vidas por separado pero el destino las volverá a juntar ¿Serán las mismas adolescentes que se enamoraron años atrás? ¿Qué tanto han cambiado desde aquel día en la presa? ~~~~~ (GxG) 🍒 Vota, comenta & comparte 🥳 ~~~~~ Basada en la serie FTWD 🧟♂️ Los personajes y serie NO me pertenecen (a excepción de algunos) Los gifts e imágenes NO son míos 💥 Esta historia (fanfic) es originalmente mía y no doy permiso para ningún tipo de adaptación o plagio ⛴️

『sequel to Frozen In Time』 After defeating Ice Nation and its queen, Y/N and Lexa truly believed that they could finally have their happily ever after. They were wrong. For the second time in this post-apocalyptic world, Y/N is kidnapped by an enemy that she didn't even know she had to fear: The Mountain Men. After losing something irreplaceable of hers, she has to find a way back to her home without starting World War 3. Lexa and the Grounders have to form an alliance with a new set of inhabitants of the earth: The Sky People, in order to get their time-jumper back. But will it be that easy? Or will an unexpected someone make that task even more difficult than it already is? (Gifs used are from google images, so credit to their rightful owners!)

Born in 2020. Frozen in time in 2038. Nuclear Apocalypse in 2052... wait, what? - I wasn't supposed to wake up this early. I had another 15 years left yet. But that didn't matter. What mattered was that I had woken up in an entirely different world from what I expected. There weren't robots or flying cars, no way. Instead, there were these really scary people with scars and face paint, and I had no idea where I was. - Y/F/N woke up 15 years earlier than she was supposed to. Being frozen in time was never on her to-do list, but if it meant supporting her parents in a possible groundbreaking discovery, then she was all for it. However, that was with the expectation of waking up in the future. So, how come when she woke up, it was like she took a step into the past? (Gifs used are from google images, so credit to their rightful owners!)

Natalia Romanova was the golden child in the Red Room - the star pupil, the teacher's pet, the best of the best. Everybody knew it, including all the girls in her cohort, including Y/N Y/L/N. But just as she was the favourite, Y/N was the least favourite. Always trying to be good enough, always wanting to be recognised, but to no avail. When the two of their futures are intertwined, polar opposites in so many ways, their lives take a complicated turn and Y/N isn't so sure she can make it work. But what the golden child wants, the golden child gets.

The tradition was that all nightbloods would be sent to Polis to train and eventually fight in Conclave; the winner would be crowned Commander. Your parents had another idea which included hiding you in your village so you could live a life that didn't end in death. Sadly, all secrets come out eventually, and you soon find yourself being sent to Polis to train with the other nightbloods against your will. The thing is, your years behind with your training compared to the others, and your new green-eyed partner doesn't seem to like you very much. - [set before Lexa becomes Commander]

Llegué a la conclusión de que sobrevivir a un apocalipsis zombie era inútil, pero lo hice por instinto, por querer huir del daño y del sufrimiento, cosa que queremos todos. En este largo viaje a ninguna parte con mi hermano mayor Matthew conocemos a muchas personas que se convertirán en nuestra familia, y yo conoceré a alguien especial. Mi nombre es ___ y tengo 17 años, a lo largo de la historia conoceréis mi pasado y mis inquietudes.

Contenido sexual explícito se recomienda discreción. ¡Parte uno en mi perfil!

Historias cortas de Daryl Dixon y Norman Reedus. Todos los derechos reservados ®

PEDIDOS ABIERTOS: PUEDEN PEDIRME SHOTS SHOTS DE DARYL DIXON, NORMAN REEDUS, O DE CUALQUIER PERSONAJE DE TWD. Solo algunos One Shots, que se me vinieron a la cabeza no se como saldran y si gustaran, pero aqui estaran