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purrsia · 4 months

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Reposting because I want to

#.gifts #🩷#hetalia #hws spamano #spamano #hetalia axis powers #lovino romano vargas #hws romano #antonio fernandez carriedo #aph spamano

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ayv-art · 5 months

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A bigger piece as I wanted to practice backgrounds and thought I might as well make it spamano. Just the background under the cut

#spamano #hws spamano #aph spamano #hetalia spamano #hws romano #aph romano #hetalia romano #hws spain #aph spain #hetalia spain #art #digital art #fanart #hetalia fanart #hetalia #spamano fanart

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parsemage · 1 year

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“PIGS” (Portugal, Italy, Greece & Spain) 🇵🇹🇮🇹🇬🇷🇪🇸♡♡♡

your favourite southern European boyband ;)) (jkjk)

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tiefling-parent · 8 months

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Do not separate them! 🍋🍅

#spamano #wip #my art #hws spamano #hws #hws romano #hws spain

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bunny-bun-draws · 2 months

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take me back to the past, to the past free yet chained to us free to leave me out

#bunny draws #hetalia #aph #hws romano #hws south italy #hws italy romano #hws spain #hws #hws spamano #spamano #aph romano #aph spain #hetalia fanart

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mr-shimurka · 1 year

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The way I draw them is…specific🍅

But that’s awesome.

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aurabora · 15 days

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who would win in a fight 2014 spamano and usuk cosplayers with their livejournal accounts or the 2024 tiktok anti-proshipper with DNI and ‘07 in their bio?

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ask-noodle-spamano · 1 month

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10-ask special event, where I actually open this blog again to answer a couple of questions!

#spamano #hws spamano #aph spamano #hetalia #hetalia spamano #hws south italy #hws romano #aph romano #aph spain #hws spain #hetalia spain

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askfairyromano · 3 months

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// full image on x ❤️

#hetalia #hetalia fairy au #hws #hetalia romano #hws romano #hetalia south italy #hws south italy #art #hetalia spain #hws spain #hetalia spamano #hws spamano

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spamanohcsandstuff · 1 year

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Fall, 1943, Sicily

When allied forces came to Sicily, and the news reached Lovino, he started gathering what little he had. He did what he should’ve done months ago. Had he been brave enough, trusting enough that his people could take care of themselves. Had he been able to let go of the pride and stubbornness keeping him here, things might’ve been different for them. Maybe everyone was right. He was scared to leave, not for the sake of his people, but for the risk of what he would find in Spain.

Leaving Antonio in Spain to go back to Italy a few years prior almost broke him. Had it not been for the sake of his country, his people – He left half of his heart with Antonio, and was hardly able to give the other half to his birthplace.

Barcelona,

My beloved, my beloved, my beloved, my beloved, my beloved… Lovino closed his eyes and pictured the likelihood of Antonio taking his hands, how they’d kneel in front of each other. He felt the softness of his lips on the back of his hand, and would know that Antonio too, had prayed for this day.

He stood outside the house in Barcelona, pale in the moonlight, and looked at the window where he knew the bedroom would be. He took his time to let his heartbeat come down, before he turned the handle and made his way into the two-story building. “Antonio?” He whispered. Their portraits along the staircase stared back at him. His dark eyes were so different then. He wondered what his younger self saw. Something rustled from above, and he froze. It was as if the world stopped, in an excruciatingly long moment, before he dared to say something again. In the darkness, he held his breath as he waited for an answer.

He heard the sounds of a lamp being lit and saw footsteps lit up from behind the door.

“... Who’s there?” Without answering, Lovino climbed the last few steps, and opened the door. Something other than surprise flew across Antonio’s face. He gasped, and couldn’t help the tears that sprung to his eyes. “Lovino, oh, Lovino, it’s you-!” The embrace was tight, their every curve fitting right against each other. Now they were home. Lovino closed his eyes. Antonio exhaled and hid his face against Lovino’s collar. Long, drawn out sobs shook his body. “Antonio, I’m here… What is it?”

Boston, New York, 1946,

A year after the war, they were still recovering. Though together, and making up for lost time, their relationship had turned somber, and brought a lot of past wrongs along with them. They had gone to America to escape, but it only brought to light what was wrong between them. The days were gray, it was cold, and they were often confined to the small apartment.

Lovino’s planned confession died when he learned that Antonio had been with France in his absence, and he blamed himself for not coming to Barcelona sooner. “You’ve not minded before,” Antonio reminded him. He was neither right nor wrong, and it frustrated Lovino. He did not answer, and Antonio left him alone.

It had been Antonio that suggested they left for America. He had been in the same place for a decade, and he wanted to get away from a war-plagued Europe. Lovino agreed, hopeful and happy they could finally just be them, and start something.

When Antonio returned later that evening, drunk and sorrowful and stumbling to lay his head in Lovino’s lap and apologize, he wished they had never come here.

#spamano hcs #spamano #hetalia #aph spain #aph romano #hws spain #hws romano #hws #fanfic #draft #my writing #hws Italy #hws spamano

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canneddamage · 2 months

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I've beat my boredom and I bring you another dumbass hetalia thought.

Gerita/Spamano is the definition of 'I don't have a dog, that's my S.O.'s leash.' Or like 'Haha my S.O. is a rabbid dog who'll chew all your furniture unless I give them exactly 10 tummie kisses.' It's so funny.

(S.O. means significant other if that isn't exactly clear.)

#hetalia germany #hetalia italy #hws italy #hws germany #aph italy #aph germany #hetalia romano #hetalia spain #hws romano #hws spain #aph spain #aph romano #aph gerita #hws gerita #hetalia gerita #aph spamano #hws spamano #hetalia spamano #hetalia headcanons

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purrsia · 7 months

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I know I draw them kissing 24/7 but take them please its all i have

#i love side profiles imsorry #spamano #hetalia #hws romano #hws spamano #hws spain #sketch #i will get a full piece done soon!!!!!!!#Soon!!!!!!!!!#promised #im working on an arttrade im so excited

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ayv-art · 5 months

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Messy Spamano sketches that would make middle school me proud

#decently happy with how these turned out #been reading spamano fics so ive felt inspired and nostalgic for them #my og ship will always be spamano... i always vome back to them lmao #also if youre a spamano shipper seeing this feel free to dm me to talk about them if you want #i have a lot of feelings #spamano #spamano fanart #aph spamano #hws spamano #aph spain #hws spain #aph romano #hws romano #fanart #digital art #ship art

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parsemage · 1 year

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Spamano again 🥴🇮🇹🇪🇸 (I have a thing for drawing these two tbh)

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breitzbachbea · 1 year

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„We all cling to each other like we’re shipwrecked.” (Night. Naples.)

(Part 1) (Part 3) (Part 4)

“Probably. Or like those people they found in Pompeii.” Around this time, even Naples had become sleepy and Lovino didn’t like it. He wasn’t a fan of hearing his own thoughts. Most of the time, he wasn’t even nice to himself.

“I get them,” Antonio said. “No one wants to die alone. If you have someone to go with … I sure believe that’s a better death in any situation.”

Lovino looked at him. His legs were pressed to his chest. Like we’re dying every day? “Hmpf,” he said and stared out at the pitch-black sea again.

“I sure know who I’d like to have at my deathbed,” Antonio said with a smile in his voice, put an arm around his shoulders and pulled him close.

“How can you sound so happy about such a thing? How fucking macabre can you be?!” Lovino asked and glared at him.

Antonio’s arm around him, his head against his chest and their eyes staring at each other. Antonio’s smile was so confident even in the dark that it made Lovino’s heart skip a beat.

“Because any situation, no matter how macabre or hopeless, gets better when I think about you at my side,” he said. “I guess that’s selfish … but I can’t help it.”

“You idiot,” Lovino said and in the same moment hated himself. Could he be nice to just one person tonight? “Guess I’m selfish too, we make quite a pair, don’t we?”

Antonio laughed and his chest shook. Lovino shoved himself out of his grip to grab his hair and pull him into a kiss.

#aph #hetalia #hws #aph romano #aph spain #aph south italy #hws romano #hws spain #hws south italy #aph spamano #hws spamano #storie nostre #lovi #tonio #spamano #beablabbers #the pen is mightier than the sword

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astersensss · 1 year

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I love this it’s so cute lmao YONAYONA spamanoo!!

Credits:

Romano - NE

Spain - i-Fox

Motion - びーと

#hetalia #aph #hws #aph romano #aph spain #aph spamano #hws spain #hws romano #hws spamano #hetalia romano #hetalia spain #hetalia spamano #spamano

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