!!!Heavy Disclaimer!!!
PLEASE READ BEFORE CONTINUING
I DO NOT OWN THE ART THIS WAS MADE BY Wommpfy on DeviantArt. Please go check out the amazing person who made this art.
I do not support N@zi's or fascism.
This story contains Su!c!de, self-harm, death, violence, sexual themes, slight smut, lime, toxic relationships with bosses and partners, abuse, sexual abuse (possibly), unhealthy family dynamics (possibly), GOR3 (possibly), r@pe (possibly).
I am not trying to romatize/sexualize, offend or glorify anyone or anything and the characters depicted are mostly made up. Most of this story will probably be historically inaccurate and is not meant to perfectly mirror the events of WW2.
Some of this story was inspired by Sex with a ghost (TR x USSR), Afterlife (TR x USSR) which are probably no longer on Wattpad.
By the way there's a lot of ships in my AU but these are the ones you need to worry about are TR x USSR, AH x GE, Germany x Japan, Germany x Poland, U.S x Mexico, U.S x Russia, I.J x F.I, Afghanistan x USSR and UK x France.
THIS MY LAST WARNING, THIS STORY IS NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART OR ANYONE LOOKING FOR A HAPPY ENDING!!!!!!
I hope all of you have a great time reading this and remember this is a fanfic so don't take it too seriously.
ENJOY!
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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