Full piece I did for Sleep on It: A Tired Characters Zine! I figured I’d draw Lithuania as the focus, because he sure is the more tired among these tired dirt people.

The fanzine is a multi-fandom collection of works centered around different tired characters from different media, and did I mention it’s free? If you can, make sure to check it out!

CanLiet(Hws Canada x Hws Lithuania) please for the fashion ask game

Matthew with this outfit

And his boyfriend Tolys with this outfit

And happy Easter 🐣😊💖✨️

Here it is! Matt in 7B and Tolys in 3B, (it was clarified in DMs, btw)

They’re on one of those circular play structures.

Oh, and happy Easter to you, as well.

おめでとう

Hm I wonder if the Baltic countries are one of my favorites or not I can't tell hmmmm...

Painted these a month ago haha... + some old doodles and art.

@moicat

kinda angsty lietbel au where natalya and tolys are engaged but neither of them want to marry but are pressured by everyone else to. in the day of their wedding, an unfortunate event happens, killing both of them. as a result they end haunting the place together

Luktelk luktelk

My sweet eepy boy came in the mail 💕

Thank you @kleafia !

He is so cute. 🥹

Monika

💕🌻🌿

By Mikalojus Povilas Vilutis

Hahahah...... I don't even know what the FUCK this is, but try and find which one I actually sorta tried on. Bonus points if you can guess the art reference in the one panel~

(Template stolen from @samrut)

Lithuania in B5 please?

He’s being a fashionable, sparkling juice drinking Uncle.

Flipping the bird to whomever says otherwise.

Yesterday, I joined to Hetalia challenge painting on Twitter, it named is "Hetalia 1 draw" or 「ヘタリアワンドロ」 . Because I got a negative news in my country everyday, it makes me to "Out burn" again. But I'm really to thank you for this challenge is bringing me to happiness again.

You can join this challenge drawing with color on Twitter name "Hetalia 1 Draw", if you are interesting it!

Rammstein fans of Reddit, please, please get a grip. There is no vast, far-reaching conspiracy by the media against the band. This is not an Oliver Stone movie. Most of the time, the simplest answer is the truth.

Till's initial accuser, who, by her own admission, is as worldly as an infant when it comes to international travel, got herself invited to Row 0 without knowing what that might entail. She was nervous and excited and desperate not to come of like some provincial rube in front of more sophisticated women, so she did what she knew she shouldn't and mixed heavy alcohol with her psych meds. Unsurprisingly, this didn't go well, she got bombed off her ass, and her memory took a powder. When she woke up covered in bruises, likely incurred while drunkenly hurling herself against the stage barrier, she panicked, and cobbled together a a scenario from what little she could remember. She told herself she must've been spiked because hasn't the media and pop culture been banging on for decades about creeps spiking women to rape them? Oh, noes. It is, perversely, a more comforting explanation than the possibility that on her first independent foreign trip, she got wasted and made a fool of herself.

So she files a report with the police in Lithuania but refuses to undergo the necessary tests until days later. What a surprise, the test show no signs of drugging or sexual assault. Similarly, forensic analysis of photos of her bruises are ruled not consistent with assault of any kind. The police close the investigation.

Except she's already gone wildly public with her lurid tale of spiking and the night she allegedly can't remember. The media has picked up on it, and sure, they're claiming things she never said, but she doesn't want to look like the idiot girl who cried wolf, and really, all this attention is more than nice. She's becoming a cause. Why rock the boat?

The media, who have been waiting since 1994 to bring down the uppity Ossi Krauts who never kowtowed to them, seized the chance and pounced, and now they're digging in every midden heap in search of any fool willing to fudge the anodyne truth for two minutes of fame.

No conspiracy. Just the perfect storm of a useful idiot and a butthurt media with an axe to grind. Stop making it more than it is. Stop trying to play Sherlock Holmes and find the Clue that reveals the Truth. It's not your job. Your job is to decide whether you want to support the band, and if you do, to do that in the way you see fit, whether it's buying merch or cranking tunes or making art.

Just please, please stop with the embarrassing hysteria.