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mygayrats · 1 year
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IM CRYING-I JUST WOKE UP AND THIS IS WHAT IM GREETED TO WHEN I OPEN TWITTER !!!
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It's from the Twitter account of GoodSmiles planning department!!!!
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AND THEY ALSO POSTED THESE!?!? 💖💕💘💞💖💕
SPAIN'S SO BEAUTIFUL AND THEY EVEN RELEASED A SPAMANO PHOTO IM SO HAPPY 😭💘
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renonv · 1 month
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Romano degenerate hours
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purrsia · 9 months
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idk why but seeing that more and more of the people who like my posts are spamano shippers makes me feel like I'm part of . Some secret unspoken spamano community .
There should totally be one also.
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j-ellyfish · 1 year
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La scena della mela e del limone in Tre Uomini e Una Gamba emana un'aura Gerita Vs Spamano potentissima ed è una vita che voglio disegnarla 🙈
Cioè funzionerebbe anche tipo con Gerita / Usuk o Fruk ma voglio il parallelo tra gli ItaBros 💕
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I wish there was a way to follow people but not have them show up on your dash. For those people you once liked, and sometimes want to look through their old posts, but nowadays don't really share interests with.
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folightening · 1 year
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At the End of the World - Spamano
**still working on the title
Hetalia | Spamano | Rating T | Comfort at the end of the world. Not quite sure what sort of warnings are needed if any.
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Spain had considered seeing his former colonies. Apologizing. That would have been a waste of his final hours. So he returned home, looked through memories, and went out to his lovely garden one last time. He cared for the plants for comfort's sake; they would all be gone tomorrow. Calls from Portugal, France, and Prussia were the only ones he took. England left a message and if he were a better man he might have responded. Any texts were ignored, the phone silenced. Only one other person truly mattered, and he–
A body collided with his and Spain fell to the ground. He recognized the cries, the cologne, the warm body's fit against his own. Romano, his dear grumpy Romano, was a mess. It was likely that he'd been a mess for the past few hours. Without thought or hesitation he held Romano close in a tight embrace.
"I'm here mi cielo."
Romano clung harder to him and Spain's heart ached. It wasn't unusual for Romano to be in tears or to cling onto Spain, as much as he'd deny the clinging, but the exact nature of his crying was new. Inconsolable, heartbreaking sobs shook his being and Spain hated it. That there was nothing he could do only made it hurt more.
"Not ready," Romano said when his cries finally quieted. Spain continued rubbing circles into his back.
"No one is."
Romano shifted and sat up, and Spain stared in open adoration. Even with evidence of his breakdown all over his face, Romano was beautiful. A few times Romano opened his mouth only to close it without a word.
Spain reached up, threading his fingers into the silky hair and guiding Romano down into a series of gentle, lingering kisses. Slowly Romano relaxed until he eventually pushed back to look down at Spain.
"I love you," Romano declared. "I haven't told you anywhere near half as often as you deserve."
"I heard it."
Romano weakly smiled, the pathetic curve dropping almost instantly.
"I'm so… I'm sorry. For everything. I–"
Spain shushed Romano with another kiss.
"I know, Roma. I know. You have nothing to apologize for."
Romano smiled, his tear streaked face brightening in a way Spain rarely got to see. That he could see it one last time made the entire situation more bearable.
"Now let's put that aside and be happy in our final hours."
"I don't know how you can do it."
Spain smiled and sat up, pecking Romano's lips before standing. He wanted to break down. To cry and scream and run away. But there was no point in any of that. So he drew on his people's cheerful ignorance of their impending end and kept a smile.
Romano was here.
Everything was fine if Romano was with him.
Spain grabbed Romano's hand and spun him around. Romano's surprised yelp changed to laughter and he seamlessly fell in step with Spain.
They didn't follow either's traditional dance, or any technical dance for that matter. They stayed close for the little comfort the closeness brought. Simple and slow, it wasn't about the steps; it was about them and their being together.
At some point Spain started crying. Silent crying that blurred his vision and wet his cheeks but did nothing to lessen his smile. Romano cupped his cheek and rubbed away his tears in a gesture that brought comfort.
Spain pressed their foreheads together and released a breath. This was where he wanted to be. With Romano. No one - nothing - else mattered in these moments.
"You made it all worth it," Spain whispered.
"Damn right I did," Romano said. Then in a murmur; "Don't steal my line Bastard."
Spain chuckled and sighed in content. Everything was more than fine when Romano was with him.
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pom0dorini · 1 year
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babe wake up it's spamano day
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loraluna · 9 months
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Found this cute beach scene with some teenaged Hetababies in an old folder. Thought I might share before summer's actually over lol~
Left to right are:
Korin (Giripan), Lan (RoChu), Charlotte (FrUK), Kati (PrussiaX@ame-hari-art's Vatican City OC), Danielle (CanaSey), Kirsa (GerIta), Adelina (Spamano), Meri (SuFin), and Liesl (AusHun).
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breitzbachbea · 1 year
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Jani sent me Teen Idle as a suggestion for LFLS yesterday, and today, as I kept listening to it on repeat, I thought about how much it fits Lovino.
Simultanously, I thought about the fanfics I read by @hetaari , more specifically how they write the relationship between Feliciano and Lovino. I thought about how Lovino, even in an AU where he gets along with Feliciano and cares genuinely for him as an older brother, will probably only ever tell Feli how spoiled he is and how hard he's working to make things nice for him. But never in a million years could I see Lovino tell him what he actually wants to say, actually vent that he feels like he's doing a miserable job at being an older brother and isn't even good at what he gave up living another for. That he mourns his own youth and projects it back onto Feliciano. But he's got to tell that someone, right? Someone out there he sees as friend, an equal, someone who understands.
The one person he probably shouldn't trust, but does so blindly.
Here goes nothing, enjoy this drabble:
"And you know what?" Lovino sputtered through water, spilling half of it on his shirt and only swallowing the other. That's how drunk he was and he didn't even feel the wetness on his skin. "I didn't even get to have fun. We had to move, when they killed Mamma, did I ever tell you that. Still in Rome, but we moved. We also stayed in Naples for a bit. How old were you then?" Lovino frowned, but it was gone within a moment and he shook his head. "Doesn't matter. But we were so spoiled, we were so sheltered and I did jack shit with it. Because by the time Mamma died, it was 'You have to be a good older brother Lovi.' Feli's so fucking spoiled and he doesn't even know it. I shouldn't tell you that." Lovino groaned and covered his eyes. "But it was all busting my ass open, and always being the second fiddle, because Feli's the baby. And now it's still that and I don't have papà, and I'm frankly fucking shit at it."
Francesco was tipsy at best, but Lovino was so drunk he hadn't noticed. He was talking to the last person he should talk to, but of course also the first person that would come to his mind.
"I had a shitty older sister," Francesco said. "You're nothing like her."
Lovino mumbled to himself, syllables without meaning. "And even yet, and even with this, I was still spoiled and I did fucking nothin' with that privilege. Crashed Vespas and went to boring parties and repressed being gay. I wasn't doing anything with the fact that I could do everything, I just went to church and admitted I had a crush on Antonio between gritted teeth. Antonio! I never got further than that either!" Lovino was slumped in his armchair, legs spread and his ass only half on the seat anyways. "But what are you going to do, I was 19 and there's this hunk of a man who wants you!" Lovino's hand began to roam over his body, up and down his torso, wet with the water spilled and still oblivious to it. "And he's older than you, too, and the only shoulder to cry on when your dad died. And then he tells you that you're the reason he wants to be a better man! How are you supposed to say no to this! But now I'm stuck with him and I hate it. But I love him, I love him so much, but ... it's all so boring. It's nothing like the American TV shows you read or the old books you read." He sighed. "You! You had adventures to the heavens without any of my means and I was a fucking coward, instead of problem case of a teenager! I didn't even get to live!"
Francesco got to his feet and walked over to Lovino, who only looked at him with confusion in the big, lost eyes, every last spark of sense drowned in alcohol. "It sounds like you need a little bit of fun, my friend," he said and held his hand out, which Lovino grabbed on second try. Francesco pulled him onto his feet and put his arm around him. Lovino let go of his hand, his head smushed somewhere between Francesco's shoulder, neck and cheek. Too drunk to feel the beard to itch, sober enough to smell his aftershave. "Something wicked! Adventurous!"
"Oh yeah?" Lovino asked, his hand halfway shoved underneath Francesco's top.
"Not like that," Francesco said and pulled his hand away. Lovino furrowed his brow. " Say, have you ever been on one of these tiber islands? The small ones. Or seen the ancient bridges from below? Been on one - underneath?" He grinned at Lovino, who's brows only furrowed harder. For a moment he seemed to contemplate it, but slowly shook his head. The world was turning already. "No, I can't do that. That sounds way too dangerous, I can't literally live life like there's no tomorrow." He looked at Franci, more sceptical than curious. "Is that how you live."
Francesco seemed to think about it. "More or less." Then he nodded and beamed at him. "Yeah, pretty much, that's how I do it."
Lovino glared at him and gave him a hefty slap on the back of his head. "Don't. I need you around, you can't do that." He sighed and swayed, Francesco luckily a sturdy rock to lean on.
"I figured out a way to get into the Palatine recently, " Francesco said. "Ever been there at night?"
Lovino looked at him. He wanted to ask if events that were hosted there counted, but forgot to verbalize his thought before Francesco carried on: "Do you want to feel like an emperor? How does that sound?"
Lovino's brain was on autopilot and although entranced by the blue eyes that caught the glimpses of city- and moonlight that fell through the shutters and the wolfish grin, it backtracked.
"Is 'bribing a guard' the way you figured out?", he asked, suspicious and little impressed.
"Oh, no no. Well, we might have to, if things don't exactly go to plan." Arms still around each other, Francesco grabbes his jacket with the free one. "But that's the fun about adventure, isn't it? Living a little, being alive, that's about surprise!"
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nounder · 1 year
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My eighth and final fic contribution to @hetaween-event-2022
Prompt: Moonlight
Rating: General Audiences
Characters: Spain / South Italy
Word count: 644 (Roughly 5 minutes of reading)
Relationships: Spamano
Summary: After an eventful day at an amusement park, Spain and Romano were unwinding by going on a Ferris wheel.
Read it if you’re interested!
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mygayrats · 2 years
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I just can't stop thinking about them they're on my mind 24/7
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mpregfrance · 1 year
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oh btw i finished the Easter fic finally
enjoy it loved ones 😘😘
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fireandiceland · 3 months
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Happy Valentine's Day!!
UsUK, FrUk, Spamano, and Frain I made for friends. GerEng, PrUk, Framano, and GerFrUk were requests form the rarepair server <3
Free to use, reblogs are appreciated!
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esmeriandreamer · 2 years
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Just saw someone call AO3 a "cp-website" and I'm gonna just-
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Like I know every time the Archive has a fundraiser some people will crawl out of the woodworks and spout bullcrap, but geez-
If you don't like AO3, fine, that's your opinion. But don't call it a "cp-website", nor demonize people who donate to their fundraiser, from which a large part of the funds goes to KEEPING THE SERVERS AND HAVING PROPER LEGAL PROTECTION.
You know one of the main reasons why AO3 was created? Because in the "old days", if someone didn't like the fact that you, I dunno, wrote some wholesome gay fic online, they could report it and you might just lose your whole fic without warning, because think of the children, right? And to really put icing on the cake, your account might be deleted too. 🙃
Or, like I experienced, it won't just be one or three reports that get your fic taken down. Critics United for example was a group of these ~lovely~ people who would go on people's fics and suggest (harass) the author on how to change their fic to be "improved upon" (aka sanitize the fuck out of it so there is no trace of what they saw as gross/bad/wrong/cringe/sinful/etc.). If they didn't manage to harass you into deleting, they'd just mass report you.
I got literal death and rape threats for writing a Spamano version of Beauty and the Beast, told I was a criminal and that my parents should've killed me in my crib.
ALL OVER A STUPID LITTLE SELFINDULGENT FIC.
They even went so far as to track my username down from Fanfiction.net to Wattpad, and only once I got it on AO3 was the story able stay up because they had no way of harassing or reporting me like they could before, because I could easily turn my comments off to "registered users only" or even to "moderate comments." and that scared them off.
This was in 2016 by the way. Not even a decade ago. Now I could even block people if I want on AO3, so it gets harder to harass me, even if I did care.
But like yes, I agree on the fact that fics with cp are allowed on the site is rather gross. I would never write nor read it. But you know what helps with this?
AO3 HAS THIS TAGGING SYSTEM IN WHICH YOU CAN TAG AND FILTER OUT THE THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE, SUCH AS FICS WITH THE UNDERAGE WARNING :D
And guess what? It works great! I never have to see fics with cp in it, because I filter my fics. And even if I see that I accidentally clicked on a fic like that? I click out of the page and move the fuck on.
People on AO3 can and have written the most repulsive shit known to man, but more often than not, it's tagged with big warnings in the description. I have read cringy and horrifying fics that still made me nauseous to think back on, that have changed how I look at certain characters. And guess what?
THEY STILL DESERVE TO EXIST AND BE READ BY OTHERS.
Besides, there is a very fine line as to what some people define concepts like cp. Like I define it as minors being forced/manipulated into sexual situations, while others might look at an adult anime character who looks like a little kid and say that they shouldn't be sexualized. We are both correct in our own digital space there.
I don't like "shota/lolita" nsfw stuff, others do, and so I am just letting those people be and I avoid that content. Same with scat, or watersports, or cnc. Avoid, click away, goodbye. I don't demand that all "they look young but they're actually an adult!" types of media should be banned, nor that people who enjoy (reading about) sex with bodily fluids should be publically shamed, or that people who consentually enjoy the dark fantasty of being forced should be treated like an actual rapist.
And that's really what this is about. Don't like it, don't read/look at it. This whole "but they are allowing xyz and I don't like that!!" argument is basically becoming the same right-wing argument as "but I see xyz as wrong/bad/a sin and therefor nobody should be allowed to enjoy it."
If AO3 were to be forced to ban one thing, like people dealing with their childhood SA by writing a fic about it, who is to say they won't be forced to ban something like CNC next? What about kink? Queerness? Because that is the road a lot of right-wing people want you antis to take.
It's a main reason AO3 has fundraisers. For the servers to stay up. For legal support when a company claims fanfic is bad. For times that those things might get more expensive to maintain.
And because AO3 is of the few websites that allow everyone, especially queer people, to make art and have that art be protected from those that wish to destroy anything they do not like. And yes, that protection includes protecting work made by "bad" people.
So chill, skip over that fic you don't want to see, don't donate to or interact with AO3 if you don't want to, and maybe touch some grass? That would be great.
Rant over uwu
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cicerenella · 5 months
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now i’m so curious, what are your thoughts on spaus, historically and in the modern day? what do you imagine romano thinks of them?
I'm jumping to answer this ask because I'm continuing the Austria train! And also because I have a lot of thoughts about this pairing that is (sadly) very overlooked in my opinion. Slight Spamano following.
OK SO I love SpAus. Great angst machine, I love their historical accuracy and a way to portray my view on Empires in Hetalia, since most of the time power gets into their head. Oh well, a marriage between two of the most powerful empires in europe, what's the worst that could happen?? a divorce that brought war to half of europe.
Spain and Austria's marriage was probably one of the longest and most powerful europe has seen, but that doesn't mean that it was good LMAO. I have an idea that for the first century or so of their union everything was...ok? Sure, it could be better, and it had it's ups and downs (I'm looking at Spain) but that doesn't mean that it was that bad. Except for like, the revolt of the Comuneros, that was a bad one.
I think their marriage started to go really south after the Netherlands' independence and the decline of the Spanish Empire, because after that things only started to spiral downwards. And I do not have a good and kind portrayal of "Empire Spain". He was awful both historically wise and also in his personal relationships and it SHOWED.
So, the war of Spanish Succession. A shitshow, Europe's messiest divorce, it did not end good, and Spain lost massive chunks of territories. The treaty of Utrecht/Peace of Rastatt was probably their divorce papers AHAHHA. In thirteen years more than eighty wars where fought.
And about Romano...I know many people make the love triangle between Roma/Spain/Austria and honestly? I like it. ALTHOUGH I have a very specific characterization that I am going to analyse through just now!
So, Naples was considered an "anomaly" in the Spanish Empire. It was the biggest and most populated city, and often times even overshadowed cities in Spain. Historically speaking, Antonio would admire the HELL out of Romano, even if he was one of his subordinates. I don't think he "loved" him yet, more than he considered him his favorite out of all his colonies.
Although I think the more his marriage with Austria deteriorated, the more his kindness to Romano turned into straight up obsession. The civil war twisting Spain's head in a lot of ways too.
That is to say, that while Spain was having his twisted villain arc, Romano would both hate and care about his superior. In a friendly way, of course, because it would be scandalous having an affair with his "master" that was married to another (plus not to mention Romano's internalised homophobia). So while my man was fighting to get independence, Spain was trying both to save his crumbling marriage and keeping his favorite colony with him (spoiler: he failed in both).
SO UHM YEAH. Romano probably wouldn't want to get into the SpAus business, and Spain obsession for Roma definitely irked Austria a bit. Can you imagine after all that crap that was the Spanish War of Succession going on a rampage in trying to reconquer South Italy?? From your ex husband?? Absolute madlad. I love SpAus. Spamano is my number one ship but this one is a guilty pleasure of mine.
[OH SHOOT, forgot about modern day SpAus. Uhhh, since I ship spamano it is a bit tricky. But most of the time I make them stay on friendly terms!! ex husbands that often nitpick at eachother yay. The venom of their divorce is long gone, and they're both old men that like to crack jokes and reminisce about their past adventures.]
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purrsia · 9 months
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Mmdnckvg stupid spamano comic i may work on tomorrow or whenever . Plot is that romano goes often to (gay) clubs and shit,one day he meets tonio and cant help but being head over heels for the not-so-experienced spanish dork...the rest is to be decided
Read from left to right but I don't think there's much to read,rip
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