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pink-hyu · 11 months
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TW: BLOOD, MAYOR CHARACTER DEATH
Bueno me cansé de hablar en inglés alv si les interesa lo q voy a decir porfa traduzcan 🫶🩷 el comic si está en inglés salvó dos frases de España así que se entiende 🤙
Pero bueno, quise dibujar a Arthur y Antonio cagandose a piñas en versión furry porque quería dibujar a Antonio torito 🫶🫶🫶
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nurmiiii · 6 months
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The image is not mine! here's the link of its author's Twitter account 🌷✨️ link
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dino-i · 9 months
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MY ENGSPA BRAINROT IN MY FANATSY AU
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sari-art · 6 months
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Commission: SpUk
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asitrita · 1 year
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For whatever reason I felt like sharing some of my thoughts about spuk today.
I kind of have this hc that Arthur's a really good story teller (probably because i've grown up with tlotr, hp and arthurian legends, plus, you know, the chronicles of narnia, alice in wonderland, peter pan and a lot of fantasy literature for kids and teens), and I like to imagine that, perhaps, back in the day and before all the drama, during the Middle Ages and first decades of the Modern Era, when Spain (and the different Spanish kingdoms) and England had a rather good relationship, when visiting England for whatever diplomatic mission, Antonio would ask Arthur to tell him some stories before bedtime, or during "nap time" after lunch, while laying on a meadow under the shadow of a tree, maybe a oak or old chestnut (so romantic u.u) It is kind of canon, I believe, that Antonio was a huge fan of chivalric themes and medieval heroic epics, like most of Europe at the time, and Spain fed a lot on the chivalric poetry and romance, not only during Medieval times, but also later on. It may seem out of topic, but Spanish conquerors and explorers (which would led to the begining of the Spanish empire), for better or for worse, were greatly inspired by both, classic epic, but also chivalric novels (maybe it is not a coincidence that the literary work that universally mocked the chivalric genre ended up being a Spanish production, Don Quixote). Medieval romance poetry is also a big deal in Spanish literature and folk culture, so it is only fitting he would enjoy fantasy tales and chivalric epic, as well as romance and poetry. The two would complement each other. Arthur would enjoy making up stories, and telling old chivalric romances, adding a little bit of magical and fantastic elements to it (like the magic cauldron tell, or magical swords,and whatnot), that Antonio would very much enjoy, while Antonio would passionately deliver passages from classic works, like The Aeneid, and recite poetry, also around the themes of chivalry and romance, while playing the lute, sometimes singing, rather than merely reciting the verses.
I also have this hc about Arthur being an exceptionally good archer and timidly trying to show off so Antonio notices him. On the other hand, I think Antonio would be skilled in the art of poetry, and be good at languages in general, making him a good rhapsodist. He would also be a pretty skilful musician, and play the lute, the vihuela and be surprisingly good at playing the clavichord (not at all referencing Antonio de Cabezón here). I even imagine during the times of Catalina de Aragon as queen of England he would try to teach Arthur how to improve his fingering and playing technic.
Just a few of my silly hc.
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A bunch of cute old SpUk doodles of them over the years
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freetobeafcknriot · 11 months
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spain: england kissed me!
prussia: NO!
france: oh mon dieu, oh mon dieu!
spain: it was unbelievable.
france: oh mon dieu, oh mon dieu!!!
prussia: we want to hear everything!
france: yes, was it like a soft brush against your lips or like...
prussia: or an 'i got to have you now' thing?
spain: well, at first it was very intense, and then we just sort of sunk into it...
france: was he holding you or was his hands like on your back?
spain: no, actually, first they started on my waist and then they slid up, and then they were in my hair.
france and prussia, melting: ohh...
[ meanwhile ]
england, sipping tea: and uh, and then i kissed him.
imaginary fae: tongue?
england: yes.
imaginary fae: cool.
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shroomyart404 · 11 months
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Yo that Miguel meme……
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This is so shit it’s perfect
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s-s-painland · 3 months
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Tomato Leaves?
I was going through some of my WIPs and I thought this was really sweet and fluffy and decided to share it, it's from a nsfw oneshot I started a little bit ago.
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Antonio dances his fingers along Arthur’s ribs, giggling when it gets him a swat to the back of his head.
“That tickles.” The blonde pouts while lifting his arm off his eyes, letting Toni see the bright green that reminds him of his precious tomatoes’ leaves. With that thought in mind, he reaches up and brushes his knuckles softly across the thin skin under Arthur’s eye.
“They’re so pretty.~ Like tomato leaves.” He watches as Arthur blinks a few times before snorting in amusement.
“Thanks? That’s a first.” It didn’t take long for the blonde to devolve into a fit of giggles as the ridiculousness of Antonio’s compliment hits him full force. Antonio tilts his head and smiles, not really getting why what he said was so funny but loving the bright laughter coming from Arthur. After a few bouts of manic giggling Arthur finally calms down and looks at Antonio with a breathtaking carefree smile, dimples on full display.
“You’re an idiot.~”
“Si, but I’m your idiot.~” Antonio sits up on his elbows and leaned forward to press a kiss at the corner of Arthur’s mouth.
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I was planning on starting on a different fanfic but thought this was too sweet to let rot. So! Here you go!
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redds-art828 · 1 year
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Some Spuk aka Arthur feeling doubtful and Alistair not helping with that
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snowashl-blog · 9 months
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Sorry this took a bit long, should’ve gotten this done two weeks ago but it’s a bit hard when your hands are trembling so much. But don’t worry well highly doubt anyone cares, I’m getting it seen
Anyway do you think I should get a bigger one? Think it would be better because then you can see the details better?
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Anyone noticed the feathers in England hat might be from Spain’s old bird so he’s getting revenge for it 😆
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iggyartsblog · 1 year
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I cant get this spuk headcannon out of my head so I'm gonna share it here.
So, bla bla bla Spanish armada. Alot of drinking, fighting, sex and just indulging in eachothers presence and feeling joy with pissing of the other country. Then the war finished, and they never saw eachother again, they didn't even say goodbye.
The two had almost forgotten what had happened between them, until a few decades later. France had dragged England to meet his friends in Paris, Spain and prussia, but didn't tell him who they were and didn't tell Spain that he England was coming.
When the two saw eachother, they were the happiest they had been in a long while. Spain ran up to hug England, wich England accepted, and they chatted excitedly to eachother about where they've been and how life was after the war. France and prussia looked on in horror and concern, it was completely unnatural for either of them to be acting the way they were. When questioned by France, England just brushed him off:
"Oh, it was nothing"
His words deeply confused Spain, as clearly the war meant something to him, if it hadn't he wouldn't be acting that way. The two of them calmed down, England keeping his distance after that.
A few years later, the anglo-spanish war of 1625 began. Everything seemed the same: the open sea, the ships, the guns. But something was different. Spain had seized the same ship, had found the same English captain, had the same sword fight on the masts. But the energy was gone. The spark that made him want to keep fighting England had vanished. Everything he loved about England had completely depleted, he was a new man. A new, boring, militant man. Spain had admitted defeat and left the ship, never facing England for the rest of the war, his heart couldn't take it. The war lasted 5 years from there.
From that day on, a small hatred had grew for the English man. And every war since had stemed from a place of hate. However, ever so often he found that lost fragment of wildness peering through England's dull exterior. And when that happened, he let himself grow closer to him, hoping that he will be able to feel as good as he felt with him all those years ago.
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nurmiiii · 9 months
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just my two favourite men (again)🤍
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The image is not mine! Here's the link of its author's Twitter account: link
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jackce · 4 months
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Tengo muchos dibujos del año pasado pero trataré de postearlos seguido para que no se sienta tanto (??)
Primer post del 2024 y son los SpUk ♥️ Good Omens que le regale a mis amiguis Dary y Robin 😭 me hizo muy feliz conocerlos ♥️
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asitrita · 2 years
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I just saw this on twitter and couldn't help but think of Arthur and Antonio even if the descriptions don't match XD
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Where even are you?!
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