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makwandis · 8 months
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This is how I think toni and rods divorce went and roderichs subsequent time with gil went
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zerodignity · 1 year
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I still can't believe Austria has the biggest game out of all of the cast.
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pixigels · 13 days
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que no salga la luna
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nyo spaus
inspirado / inspired by
filip custic's work for rosalia's concept album el mal querer (2018) concept album
(ive been relistening to this album a lot and the themes of toxic marriage and it reminded me of spaus but i made it nyo bcs it fit with the reference alos.... toxic yuri!!!! expect some more nyo spaus from me maybe cuz theyve been on my mind a lot )
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apersonwholikeslotus · 11 months
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SpaAusHun 👉👈
I did this on my phone with my finger that’s why it looks like garbage
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mustela28nivalis · 1 year
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funkydoctor · 1 year
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my magnum opus
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ellavei · 2 years
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I'm literally dying for historical France x Spain x Austria contents
I don't care is going to be SpAus or Frain, I still devour that
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Okay maybe I WILL going to hell because liking this 3P so damn much but
LOoK aT TheM
their vibes is everything
plus: each of them secretly hate each other
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icebear4president · 6 months
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How about Frying Pangle for the ship bingo? Annnd...Spain/Austria?
Frying Pangle
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The two divorcees and the guy they picked up on the side of the road. One of my first poly ships in the fandom, and my favorite out of them. I used to think of them as PruHun vs AusHun, but now I just like the thought of them all dating each other at some point until they basically just came to an agreement to be in a relationship together. Or Prussia pining after both of them is also a treat. I can make a whole PowerPoint on them lol
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YES THIS IS THE GOOD STUFF👏
Ngl, I didn’t know much about them until just last year, but they have me by the throat and refuse to let go. They are literally husbands, and the fact that it’s canon makes it 100% better. They just share so much history together, and it’s funny to think about how bloodthirsty they can get, and that’s why it kinda works between them. Oh, and they totally on and off date now. Two old guys who have been married for 300 years and adopted(stole) two kids will always be my guilty pleasure.
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koolkat9 · 1 year
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Spaus I'm sorry and Canada/Italy..?
Send me a Ship and I'll Grade it
SpaAus
B: It’s really cute
I knew there was some canon basis for it for awhile but I never felt strongly about it. Spain and Austria are characters I'm not usually that interested in so I never had strong feelings towards the ship. In a way, I still kind of feel that way, but I always find it super cute seeing you and Paper rp them in the server and I'm definitely not complaining if I happen to see it in the hetalia tag.
What can I say, the vibe is very nice, there is plenty of against opportunity and you've got to appreciate their canon marriage.
CanIta
C: Not a bad ship
I don't know what to really feel about this ship. Honestly I couldn't see them being any more than a short fling, no strings attached type deal tbh. I liked rping that seven minutes in heaven interaction with your Italy, but again, I couldn't really see it going beyond just a playful kiss exchange or if I was getting more spicy, an occasional hookup type deal. Because they're both good at kissing and the like so they'd enjoy that aspect, but I couldn't see them getting into a long lasting romantic relationship.
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spicykat9 · 9 months
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SpaAus is great, Im just a big PruHun enjoyer as well
Maybe both of them so Aus can get it both ways while Hun watches
Or Hun taking it from Pru while she watches Aus take it from Spa
No matter what its gonna be hot
Unfortunately PruHun has never been my thing. But valid. Love the idea of one half of the polycule fucking and also watching the other half of the polycule fuck as well.
Love the image of both Gil and Toni spit roasting Rod while Erse watches. Or Gil and Toni stretching Rod or Erse's strap. All good stuff.
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socrateslasgalen · 2 years
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Idk if Tumblr has the same culture as Twitter in this kinda stuff but I guess this is a pinned/get to know me post
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Names: Simon (Si), Nathaniel (Nath) and Selasi. I mostly use Simon though. For Russian speakers I can go by Семён or Сёма.
Gender: Transmasculine, boyflux (identify as male but the intensity of my gender can vary. Sometimes I face severe depersonalization and lose all sense of gender). I go by he/it pronouns.
Sexuality: my label has changed a dozen times but I currently identify as greyaroace. I am in a queerplatonic relationship with best girl @u-ltralor-d
Ethnicity: 🇮🇱🇬🇪🇵🇱🇷🇺 (I know, it's complicated). I speak English and Russian fluently and have studied Ukrainian so I can understand it somewhat easily. I also have basic but long forgotten knowledge in Spanish and French.
I have anxiety, misophonia, used to have severe depression and ptsd but currently in remission. I also face depersonalization because of gender dysphoria. I am completely apolitical and allinclusive. I am a translator, future linguist major and a journalist. I also cosplay, write headcanons and write/translate fanfiction. I have three dogs: George the Leonberger, Shawnee the Pomeranian and Arthur the Welsh Corgi.
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My fandoms:
Hetalia, Haikyuu!, Death Note, Given, The Arcana, LOTR. Currently getting into MHA.
Side/past fandoms: Stranger Things, IT, Pentatonix, Sekai-ichi Hatsukoi, HTTYD, Disney, Marvel, My Candy Love, The Royal Tutor, Gorillaz.
My kinlist:
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My OTPs (I'm a multishipper)
Hetalia: PruIta, SpaAus, GerHun, RusAme, NiChu, FrUK, CanAme, TurkCan, RusCan, FraRus. NOTP: I don't necessarily _hate_ Gerita and USUK but I don't ship them in the slightest.
Death Note: L x Matsuda, Aizawa x Matsuda, Misa x Matsuda, Near x Matsuda, basically any ship involving Matsuda. NOTP: Lawlight because Light sucks
Haikyuu: TsukiKage, AtsuHina, UshiOi, TanaKiyo, DaiYui, AsaNoya, YamaYachi, BokuAka. NOTP: KuroTsuki (Kuroo reminds me of my brother way too much and I'm a Tsukishima kinnie so NO). I also don't ship Iwaoi, Kagehina and Kiyoyachi but can tolerate it.
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emoryinaboat · 3 years
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Mayhaps some SpaAus headcanons 👁👁
OhohohohOLY SHIT-
- When they were married, Antonio really didn't like that it was just a country thing and tried to woo Roderich any chance he got. Roderich was determined to keep it political. It did not work.
- Roderich gives off a lot of mixed signals, it's very hard to work out for most people. However, Antonio has dealt with Lovino for a while now and has since worked out how to decipher the language of the angered touch-starved.
- Whenever Roderich plays piano, Antonio just sorta watches with this sort of lovesick smile on his face. It both makes Roderich wildly uncomfortable and makes him feel very loved and appreciated.
- Also any time Antonio plays guitar or sings, Roderich tries to cover how amazing he finds it that Antonio is his by giving him constructive criticism. It's very awkward and Roderich is stuttering and bright red the whole time and Antonio grinning at him like that is not making it any better.
- Erzsébet played a big part in getting Roderich to open the fuck up and not be such a prick every once in a while.
- After the marriage between Austria and Spain ended, Roderich expected Antonio to move on and forget about him. What he didn't expect was for Antonio to continue to send him letters and gifts and give him the same lovesick smile every time they met.
- Antonio really likes giving Roderich gifts, just random little shiny trinkets he finds interesting or random things for Roderich's instruments.
- Roderich hates public displays of affection so Antonio tries to tone it down a little bit around other people. However, at home he is a pampered fricking baby who get's huffy if he isn't in constant contact with Antonio.
- While Roderich loves Antonio, he doesn't like that he now also has to deal with Francis and Gilbert like 3x as often.
- Antonio was not prepared for how rough Roderich likes it in bed, he was caught completely off guard. He was prepared to hold back at first but after Roderich yelling at him to stop treating him like glass and fuck him, it came as a pleasant surprise.
- Both of them are awful in the mornings, the difference is that Antonio gets over it pretty quickly, but Roderick doesn't fully wake up until after 3 cups of coffee and 6 hours. It's very entertaining watching Roderich mumble random nonsense.
- Every once and a while, something happens and Roderich just gets really sweet and doting and he'll just sit and shower Antonio in affection and these are some of Antonio's favourite moments.
- They both have a fascination with each other's eyes. Antonio's are so bright and such a gorgeous colour and there's so many shades of green and sometimes there are flecks of gold. Roderich's are the most lovely shade of violet and it's so beautiful and rare and they're so sharp but hold so much emotion.
- Two very good cooks, two very different tastes. Constant battles over what to have for dinner and who's cooking. They have dinner at like 5pm because they agreed the first person in the kitchen is the one who's cooking.
- Roderich is actually very cuddly when he's asleep, and he sorta has a death grip around Antonio's torso and it's just an excuse for Antonio to stay in bed with Roderich.
- Antonio uses really cheesy pickup lines. Antonio thinks they're great because Gilbert™, but Roderich will sit there groaning for a couple of minutes because dear god, Antonio is awful-
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owoeditsthesmoluwu · 3 years
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Vatican: ok you only have one option to marry
Austria planning his harem of bitches:...ok, then Prussia, that way he can marry Spain, he can marry Hungary and she can marry Swit-
Vatican: you can only marry women
Austria: This whole religion thing is kinda killing the groove here you get me?
Vatican: Im sorry sir but that's just how it is
Austria, activating his level 100 Karen powers: bring ne the manager then
Vatican: Manager- like my boss? Wait fo you mean the Pope?
Austria: bring me the pope
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nyhne · 4 years
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APH - Enamórate Part II: In Between [SpAus, PruAus]
Read it on Ao3 | FF
Roderich meets a handsome Spanish musician at the bar and suddenly his dull life becomes much more colorful. But not all relationships are meant to last, and falling in love again is not without its difficulties - for everyone involved.
Part II: In Between - Seasons change, and Roderich and Antonio find out that what might be sweet at the beginning doesn't always remain so.
SpAus and eventual PruAus, with other minor pairings. Human AU. Happy ending, despite what it might seem. (: To be posted in three parts: Antonio, In Between, and Gilbert. Contains sexual content. 
Hi again, it’s been four years but here finally is the second part to this fic. ;o; Most of it has been written for a long time, but it needed to undergo some extensive editing and rearranging so that parts of the storyline made more sense. But we finally get into the PruAus in this chapter, even if it does mean some unfortunate realizations for Roderich and Antonio. Thanks for waiting and for reading as always!! 
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sailorgreywolf-german · 4 months
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A little oneshot at the Congress of Vienna, featuring both PolAus and SpaAus Roderich is a little bit of an indecisive tart
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Austria felt someone coming up behind him and turned his head. He recognized Poland immediately. He slowed his step to let the man catch up to him.
He had suspected that Poland wanted to speak to him all through the preceding mass. The man had sat next to him and had caught his eye repeatedly during the quiet moments. He was far too pious to speak to him during mass, but Austria had understood their meaning.
Poland caught up with him and easily slipped his arm into the crook of Austria’s arm. He spoke casually, but Austria could hear an edge of urgency in his voice, “Dearest Roderich, do you have a moment to speak with me?”
Austria noted that he was speaking German, which was odd. He had stopped speaking it entirely since the partitions to anger Prussia by forcing him to speak Polish. He must be preparing to ask for quite the favor.
Austria was not so naïve as to imagine that it was only friendly interest. He was aware that Poland had been allied with Napoleon and France in the hope of being returned to the map. That meant that he was on the wrong side of the negotiating table. He would need a friend if he hoped to survive the Congress. Self-interest was surely his reason for seeking a meeting.
Yet, Austria enjoyed the touch on his arm. It reminded him of the warm nights that they had spent together in a newly liberated Vienna. He replied, “Of course. You didn’t have to wait until mass to ask.”
He felt Poland’s hold on him tighten ever so slightly as he answered, “I need to know that Gilbert isn’t listening. I know he is not here, since I am sure that God’s light burns him like the demon he is.”
He sounded like the words were rumbling out of his throat. It was clear that he was raging inside, even if he was as outwardly charming as he ever was. Austria decided to indulge him, “Don’t keep me in suspense, Feliks. What is on your mind?”
He felt like he knew, since Prussia had made no secret of his desire for revenge against anyone who had sided with Napoleon. His ego had reacted poorly to the humiliation of Jena and he'd been brutal in response. Poland confirmed his suspicions when he said, “I know that Gilbert is plotting to have me executed. And I know that Ivan will give him that for being such a good attack dog. He does like to follow someone else; he always has.”
He stopped walking, and their interlinked arms forced Austria to stop as well. They were still standing on the steps of the Cathedral, as everyone else filtered out around him. The church bells were still ringing behind them.
Poland turned and stepped up on a higher stair so that he could meet Austria’s eyes at the same level. He said, clearly softening his tone, “I want you to be my voice. If you defend me, they will have to listen. You can restrain Gilbert; I know you can.”
Austria had already intended to not allow Prussia and Russia to have their designs on redrawing the map. But, he wanted to hear what Poland ask explicitly for his support.
The soft sunlight was playing across Poland’s face, reminding him how handsome the man was. Austria kept himself as even keeled as possible as he said, “Many people want many things from these negotiations.”
He saw a slight shift in Poland’s expression, like a brilliant idea had crossed his mind. He reached out and touched Austria’s cheek softly as he said, “Do you remember that I once saved you when Sadik had you surrounded?”
Austria felt a blush rising in his cheeks, ruining his detached façade. He didn’t need to be reminded of that day or the nights that had followed it, the way he had let his savior charm him into bed.
He nodded and Poland immediately made it worse by stroking his cheek and saying, “You must remember that night. Roderich, dear, all I am asking is that you speak against Gilbert.”
Austria cleared his throat to avoid thinking about how hot his cheeks were and said, “Feliks, you don’t need to-“
He was going to say that Poland need not do this entire act because he had every intention of defending him. But Poland continued, “You would have my gratitude, and I assure you that is worth a lot.”
His implication made Austria's face feel hot. He was about to bring a response to his lips when he felt a presence next to him. An arm snaked around his waist possessively.
Spain growled at Poland as he emerged from the crowd, “What do you think you are doing?”
Austria felt how tight his hold was on his waist, and he did not appreciate it. It felt deeply possessive in a way that Spain was not entitled to. Poland scoffed, “I’m having a conversation. Isn’t that what we are all here to do?”
Austria could feel the waves of resentment pouring off of Spain, and he found them supremely puzzling. It felt like his old jealousy. How strange it was to feel it again so long after their annulment.
Spain growled, “I think you’re here to get what you can despite supporting that man.”
He didn’t say Napoleon’s name, and Austria suspected that he could not bring it to his lips. That much he understood; the war had caused Spain agony, and his wounds were still healing. He had seen the angry red marks the night before and kissed them comfortingly. But Spain’s anger seemed more personal than political.
Poland rolled his eyes like the entire conversation was deeply tedious. He was convincingly unaffected for a man who was clearly harboring fears about Prussian vengeance. It was a trait that Austria had always found deeply fascinating, the way he played the composed aristocrat even when his existence was at stake.
He’d been much the same at the partitions, snide and glamorous even while Prussia licked his lips like a predator. Austria had remembered thinking at the time, We are much the same. The moment we fail as actors, they will devour us.
Poland took Austria’s hand and said, “We’ll speak again later,” before pressing the fingers to his lips softly. Spain’s displeasure was palpable, and Austria could not decide if he should be flattered by Poland’s affection or by Spain’s jealousy or possibly by both. He had never thought that he would be standing between them, not since he had lost Spain to the annulment and Poland to the partitions.
Poland flashed him one more charming smile before adding, “when we can be alone.”
Spain growled in the back of his throat as he watched Poland vanish into the crowd. Only once he was gone did Austria round on Spain, “Antonio, what do you think you are doing?” The other man responded immediately, “I am protecting you. He just wanted to manipulate you into supporting his claims because he knows you have an important seat at the table.”
The words didn’t feel like lies, but they did feel like they were the wrong explanation. Venting some of his frustration, Austria said, “Is that really all it is?”
He glanced at Spain and saw the man’s tan forehead furrow. He sounded genuinely confused as he said, “What do you mean?”
Austria turned so that he was facing Spain face-to-face and said, “I know that I was sober last night. But it seems to have somehow slipped my notice that we got a dispensation for our annulment and got married again.”
Spain’s cheeks went red as he seemed to understand and he started to struggle for words. Austria continued, lest he be interrupted before he could make his point, “Because it seems like inviting you into my bed again for a single night has convinced you that you can act exactly as you did when we were married. Furthermore, who are you to criticize anyone for being selfish? Aren’t you here to get help with your col-“
“Rodrigo, please.” The surprisingly earnest tone combined with a soft touch on his cheek stopped Austria in his tracks. He noticed that Spain had discretely taken one step up on the stairs so that their eyes could meet at the same height.
Those beautiful green eyes. Austria had thought that they had lost their power over him years ago. Damn him and his lovely eyes.
Spain took the end of the diatribe as a chance to make a point of his own, “I am sorry if I overreacted. Last night I remembered how much I have missed you.”
He put both of his hands to Austria’s face, “I forgot how well we fit together, and I don’t want to let you slip away again.”
Austria wanted to stay mad at him, but the feeling was already evaporating. He sighed and said, “You are acting like a fool.”
He knew it did not sound all that stern, and Spain knew him well enough to hear it. A little satisfied smirk crossed his lips as he said, “As long as being a fool keeps me in your bed, I do not mind.”
He leaned forward and kissed Austria on the forehead. Austria smiled in spite on himself; he had missed Spain’s attentions more than he thought.
He had one last point to make, “It might. But you will have to reconcile yourself with the idea that I am going to speak to Feliks.” A muscle twitched in Spain’s jaw, but he managed to swallow his response and only said, "Of course, as long as he stays out of your bed."
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ringoveon-draws · 4 years
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Long overdue piece from last year but I managed to finish it :3 Here’s some SpaAus Easter Chibis :3
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