Please, submit to the right foulder:
With other characters: Spain and/or Romano with other characters.
Spain: He's the only one in the deviation.
South Italy: He's the only one in the deviation.
Spamano: The two are in the same deviation and only them.
Fanfics: Spamano must be the MAIN pairing.
Cosplay: Spain, Romano or spamano hits.
Other: Gifs, journals, random, mmd, etc
Nyo: At the moment Spain or Romano or both of them are nyo.
2P: It conteins 2p!characters
Neko and mochi: animal!hetalia and mochi!hetalia
Comics and doujins: But if it has mature content, then they go to the R18 folder
R18: If the deviation conteins mature content
Gakuen: high school!spamano
Stamps: Spain, Romano and spamano
Content mature is allowed (but it has to be in content mature please)
Other pairings are allowed BUT only if there is also spamano in the deviation.
Other pairings of Spain or Romano are NOT allowed unless the deviation has spamano hits.
Fanfics are allowed if they have spamano as the MAIN pairing.
Grumpy-Spamano Oneshot-HetaliaGrumpy-Spamano Oneshot-Hetalia by MagdaTheHuman
I woke up feeling an absence of warm. I streched my arm to the other side of the bed. Finally, I opened my eyes. Spain wasn't here.
Could this be...?
I yawned a bit as I got out of bed and got dressed up. I noticed the bedroom's door was slighty open.
Oh no, please, tell me it isn't today...
I left the room and headed toward the kitchen. Before I arrived, I noticed someone sitting on the couch, facing the window.
Please... Not today...
I approached to him. And there he was. "Spain?" I asked him. He didn't look at me. Only growled.
Great...I sighed. Here we go...
"Good morning" I said, giving him a kiss in the cheek. He looked at me, but then he continued looking out the window. I already knew this. He was staring at nothing, but deep inside he was caught in a sea of thoughs. "Did you have breakfast?" I asked, a little smile on my face. He made a negative grunt. "Do you want a mocca?". He made an affirmative grun
Colours of his life IA young men stood before gray wall, putting the paint cans on the ground. His brownish, curly hair waved chaotically as he grabbed two large brush and a small flashlight from pocket.Colours of his life I by Domcia880
He smiled. It was going to be great. This night he’d prove himself and everyone else who didn’t believe in him that he was worth something.
Looking around himself, just to make sure he was alone, Lovino turned on the flashlight and came closer to the wall. The image he had thought since he could remember appeared all over it.
“Come on.” He muttered as if it would encourage him to do whatever he was up to.
And then a blank layer of school’s wall was coated with pink paint as the boy had taken one of the can and spilt it at the spot. He did the same with the other cans, then smeared a brush with black one creating a features of face.
He was into modern art. Dripping was something beautiful but not acceptable by everyone. Unfortunately, the school Lovino was standing in fro
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