He had never anticipated this. Never in all his years he had expected to be in this position. Watching the crimson liquid flow between his fingers, as he stared at the man below him. Feeling his mind go numb, nothing but static within his mind. Watching the man, this country's limp body below him. Unable to hear the screams of his people, the cheers as he stared at him. He's dead. . . . . . . ___________________________________________________________________________ It was a nice day, the sun's bright, clear blue sky's. It was Perfect. It was just a normal day in the camp, he had never expect anything less. He knew more than let the naive dreams get to him. He's not one to believe. Especially not, after what had happened. His Vater wouldn't tolerate such naiveness, he's supposed to take on after his Vater's succession after all. "Excuse me." He was snapped out of his thoughts by a voice. . . . Sounds familiar. He looks up, his blue eyes meeting golden yellow ones. . . . Oh how so familiar. . . .

As Soviet narrowly prevents the Third Reich from unleashing a devastating attack with a well-aimed sickle, the tides of fate turn dramatically. Now a prisoner in the icy confines of Moscow, Reich finds himself at the mercy of his former Ally. With the weight of this pivotal confrontation resting heavily on Soviet's shoulders, the future of both countries hangs in the balance. Bound by their tumultuous past and the looming threat of further conflict, the question remains: what will become of these two figures? YASSS BITCHES THIRDUNIONNNNN, AND NO IDGAF IF U HATE REICH <3 Idk if i should continue BUT LMK IF I SHOULD :D BLOOD GORE IDK IF I WILL WRITE SMUT VIOLENCE

There's rotting dirt beneath my fingertips. Blood soaking into my shoes and bleeding between my socks and toes. This is not how I wish for it to end, but I do indeed, want this to be over. "He won't let me surrender." He mumbled a useless plea. A whisper that was dead before it was even spoken. "He won't let me go." And I don't know how much longer I can do this for. "You're letting someone else control you." A different tongue mumbled, though he seemed so calmed. Like there wasn't a sea of blood beneath his boots as well. As if millions weren't also under his hand. "Breathe." But I feel like I can't. "You're letting someone else control your power." "Please." He paused, feeling like he was sinking under the runny soil. As if the souls he had taken were clinging to his pants and coat. Trying to pull him down into the grave with them. "I can't do this anymore." "And then I'm sorry, for you." The other country mumbled, staring quietly as his enemy was pulled under. "I am sorry that you have fueled your own destruction, and your own death." ---------- Warnings: -violence 🪓 -some gore😱 -men kissing 🤫 -😈evil countryhumans 😈 -a bloodthirsty never ending cycle of doom and despair -possible cheeseburgers 🍔 This story follows Reich through the growth and destruction of the country of Germany. This is not historically accurate. It is kinda Thirdunion. There is a magic twist in this book, taking more of a fantasy take on this time around. Thank you for being here, 🚂💨💨💨 (Inspired by Shadow and Bones series!)

A short story about the magic of sincere feelings and the desire to keep a promise. Even after the end... ┈ ┈•┈ ┈ ┈•┈ ┈•┈ ┈•┈ ┈ ┈•┈ ┈ But only he understood and knew well that if a white butterfly flies in the rain, it means that a pure soul strives for the one who is dear to it. She was in a hurry to say goodbye, because the promise was never destined to come true, or maybe that's why he was in such a hurry to be together again. ┈ ┈•┈ ┈ ┈•┈ ┈•┈ ┈•┈ ┈ ┈•┈ ┈ Thank you for your interest and attention!

The story takes place in college (in the modern day) Mainly on Reich and Soviet but occasionally some characters will be introduced in the book moving forward. This is not a WW2 story. So if you're not into that, then read something else. WILL CONTAIN MATURE TOPICS such as: •Drugs •Violence (light) •Sensual scenes (a lot) •Smut I think that's all the things I have to say in this description so enjoy.

Reich eventually has to face with everything he had done and Soviet is on his way to show it to him. The realisation only sets in in Reich when Soviet is about to reach Berlin. Everything comes crashing down on him, his blindness the horrible things he has done... If it weren't for NSDAP maybe he wouldn't be here today. Facing his personal Angel of death. or Reich finally sees what he had done I DO NOT SUPPORT ANY OF THE IDEOLOGIES THIS MIGHT COVER!! THIS IS ONLY FUN AND GAMES!! TW: -violence -death -blood and injury -GRAPHICAL DESCRIPTION - smoking - alcohol -mild smut -drugs -nightmares -psychological disintegration -swearing -anxiety -vomiting

The story told by a Soviet whose cruel jealousy devours an infamous Nazi. [Mind you.. this is merely the manuscript. It is not perfect but raw and heartfelt, to me.] SovIRei / Thirdunion / Countryhumans

Soviet, Reich, and their close friends ended tragically. Though through the wish of a country and help of a girl they get brought back into the present world! They have to face the challenges of the new world that's changed vastly from when they were alive. Unfortunately there are some other difficulties that come back with them as well. Will they be able to survive this new world. Or will history repeat itself with Soviet and Reich falling apart.

WOOHOOO!!! SEASON 2 BABYYYY BLOOD WARNING CURSE WARNING TRIGGER WARNING

Soviet, a young prince on the brink of manhood, was bound by duty to marry the woman his father had chosen-a union that would secure peace and protect their kingdom from war. Everything was unfolding exactly as the king had planned, until a painter arrived at the palace to capture the prince's likeness. One man. One portrait. And in a single moment, everything his father had built began to unravel. Warning -smut