The Death of Spanish Conquistadores: The Battle of Mactan, 1521
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The Death of Spanish Conquistadores: The Battle of Mactan, 1521
Who couldn't forget the mighty Lapu Lapu, the man who slayed Magellan from coming to the Philippines?
History & Inheritance
They named us after survivors. Ybañez — letters twisted to outrun the persecution. A name that ducked beneath Moorish steel & sat quietly at the feet of the cross. They said
sovereignty was holy as it whipped like a flag & appeared like a god that looked nothing like them. My father carried the name like a crown & a curse,
mouth full of empire, hands full of thunder. He crossed the ocean with fifty dollars & fire, sang in English, but then beat us children in Bisaya.
He called me broken for not speaking fast enough, not obeying deeply enough. Said I’d never make it if I stayed soft. But
there was always another voice — a quieter one always present beside me on the bathroom tile as I wept, one I cannot understand fully but asked me to rise.
My name is still colonized. My voice is not. I was not meant to kneel. I do not. I am not my father. I am not Magellan.
… I am Lapu-Lapu’s aftershock — brown-blooded, half-breed, but full blade. & I come from islands where people fought for their sun. I am
what seas remember when they refuse chains. My name survived because we learned to bow. But I have learned to speak with breath my father tried to beat out of me.
And that other voice kneels beside me — not to rule, carrying no sword, yet open with arms bearing loud wounds, looking like mine.
So every word: a scar’s refrain. & every line: a blade with fangs. & every poem: a tyrant slain.
— X. Y.
Good god. I'm speechless.
Going to be an endless night for too many people.
Martis ain't letting anyone steal his moment with his best grill.
Art by🎨_ayatohoshi ♥️✨
Happy April Fools!
There was also this OC I made for another friend who was making an LN based off of FGO. They wanted to make a FGO character based on a country hero they knew, Lapu-Lapu from the Philippines but a female version of them. Definitely will be redoing this in the future. I LOVE LOVE LOVE the tattoo designs I made for her. All original by the way!
some doodles of my fate fanservant lapu lapu