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To anyone in the Liberty's Kids fandom... damn you all for making me have a very fond liking to this kid in a familial way ❤️ /pos
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Thanks Tumblr
#libertys kids#henri#henri lefebvre#henri libertys kids#early 2000s cartoons#my son#familial f/o#eclipse/styx rambles#i like him a lot bc he looks like Johan except hes a child#reminder that hes 8 years old yall#is the libertys kids fandom even still alive or is it just... dead
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LK as satirical headlines
have these been done before sorry if they have
#liberty's kids#sarah phillips#james hiller#henri lefebvre#amrev#satirical headline memes#liberty's kids memes
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Liberty's Kids - BGC
Liberty's Kids portrays the American Revolution from the Boston Tea Party of 1773 to the Constitutional Convention of 1787 following the adventures of Sarah, a Loyalist newly arrived from England, James, a newspaper apprentice supporting the Patriot cause, and Henri, a French orphan who is attracted to trouble. With its thoughtful handling of complex issues, star-studded cast of voice actors, and absolute bop of a theme song, it remains one of the few shows from my childhood that I still enjoy today.
The outfits worn by the three main characters had been on my mind for a while, but an anon ask gave me the push to finally make them. Because they are based on a cartoon, they are not 100% accurate for the time period. Each outfit comes in a child and T-E version. They are in the (retired) Colonial Williamsburg palette in addition to the canon swatches.
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Petticoat texture on Sarah's dress is from here.
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#sims 4 historical cc#ts4 historical cc#sims 4 maxis match#ts4mm#sims 4 custom content#ts4cc#1770s#1780s#liberty's kids#sarah phillips#james hiller#henri lefebvre
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I like to remind you that these two
Were alive at the same time as these lot
Therefore these kids probably spend time with Isaac and Nigel. They possibly saw Isaac shooting Nigel.
#18th century#cbs ghosts#liberty's kids#sarah phillips#james hiller#Moses#henri lefebvre#isaac higgintoot#nigel chessum#american revolutionary war
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#liberty's kids#sarah phillips#james hiller#henri lefebvre#moses#mrsradcliffe#abigail adams#debora Sampson#thaddeus kościuszko#benedict arnold#ethan allen#benjamin franklin#marquis de lafayette#george washington#alexander hamilton#amrev#alignment chart
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Libertys Kids newscasters au where James and Sarah are amateur field reporters with hopes of becoming anchors for a news show in Philadelphia. Ben Franklin is one of the anchors on the show who is going into retirement so James and Sarah are naturally competing for his spot.
Henri is the lovable mic guy who’s always snacking in the news van and Moses is the camera man that looks out for James and Sarahs safety.
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A silly lil photodump from me ^_^
I love making this genre of image >_<
#james madison#1776 musical#benjamin franklin#gartic phone#andrew mcmair#or andrew mcnair#idk how its spelt#courier#richard henry lee#liberty's kids
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Liberty's kids as memes again:
I forgot I had these, and I only posted like 3 last time. Oops. So here's me sharing a few more with y'all.
If James is the responsible one, you know there's gonna be problems(especially before the war):
The devil works hard, but those pigeons sure didn't:
I feel like this one is fairly self explanatory
How henri always ends up sitting on the top of the carriage at some point is beyond reason by now:
Listen you can't tell me James wasn't going off about tyranny the whole time they were under the floorboards:
This is literally the first several episodes of LK:
See also:
#liberty's kids#sarah phillips#henri lefebvre#james hiller#I might be a little foul for that last one but like how was she never questioned about how she knew what the American's were doing#after ep 23 James was probably vehemently defending Brunswickers with his whole chest#the James and Gunther meme fits for so many other dynamics#Sarah & any slave she meets; John Adams and Ben Franklin; Benedict Arnold complaining about gates to henri and Sarah;#I could make a whole other post dedicated to just that format#I know the pigeons are in only one episode but still I think my idea still stands#amrev fandom#I suppose?#libertys kids is the only way I really interact with amrev stuff so idk?
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Henri and Lafayette’s father/son dynamic is so cute.
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Liberty’s Kids Moodboards // Henri LeFevbre
If Miss Wheatley can write half as good as she cooks, she must be another Shakespeare.
#henri lefevbre#liberty's kids#liberty's kids moodboards#characters#character moodboards#moodboards#aesthetics#my moodboards#my edits
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This pic has taken over my life this April, now I've looked at it too much lol
anyway, here's the print shop and the three amigos, with some detail shots.
I took a lot of liberties (lol) with the layout and architecture of the shop itself. I think its fair, considering that the show took a bunch of liberties themselves when designing their version of the shop. I don't think benji's house exists any more, and the building that was the shop is super small and definitely not enough to actually house people. I think the show must have blended elements of both. With that in mind, I took some limited inspiration from the show and came up with what you see here.
#liberty's kids#my art#james hiller#sarah phillips#18th century#henri lefevbre#full rendered piece#18th century architecture#I'm sorry if I kind of wonked up some of the aspects#No I still don't know what I'm doing with that roofline#amrev
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gotta pay my respects for the founders this fourth of july 🫡🇺🇸
#rachel’s art#liberty’s kids#james hiller#sarah phillips#henri lefebvre#traditional art#fourth of july#4th of july#art#artists on tumblr#it has been a hot minute since i’ve posted art on tumblr hello#let’s just say there was a little distraction :)
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George: henri let me see what you have
Henri: A knife
George running to henri: NO
Sarah in the background: oh my god why does he have a knife
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Hey I’m Toasted Watching Libertys Kids. Here are my comments
Boston Tea Party
First I’m so happy that every episode is available on YouTube! That makes things so much easier.
The theme song has NO RIGHT to hit this hard. Why isn’t this our national anthem? 🥹
For real though, the premise of this show overall has potential for an Outlander quality show for us big kids.
The opening montage? Cinema.
Walter Cronkite as Ben Franklin is A+ casting because his name ends in kite.
I love how Sarah’s so calm even though she’s trapped in a stormy ship. Maybe it’s because she’s hyper focused when she’s writing. I was on a cruise once and panicked when the ship got to swayey for me.
I love how Sarah adores her father. Leaving London for a new land unsupervised as a teenage girl sounds wild.
Moses is done with James already
Moses doesn’t end up having kids because he basically already had kids and said that’s enough for me.
“It’s addressed to Moses! You look like James!”😆 He’s so cute.
THAT TRANSITION
Omg it’s the beer guy. Beer overthrew tea.
It’s pretty hardcore that they have a picture of the redcoats murdering them hanging on the tavern wall.
Imagine walking out to the deck of a ship to see strange and unfamiliar land. Also where is the captain??? Why is she the only person on the ship when they break in to it?
The sons of liberty look like they’re going to coachella.
“Mom? How did you and dad meet?” “I hit him with a pillow stuffed with books and insulted his grammar.”
When she cute but conservative af
“You’re Sarah Phillips!?”
“Dr. Franklin sent YOU?”
Why didn’t Moses go below deck first?
Bro straight up tore her locket off on purpose. He always wanted to do that to a woman.
Moses calling them big ugly hogs 😂😂
If James and Henri stink that bad, poor Sarah must have been suffocating under that blanket.
Omg Sarah we don’t just ask people if they’re slaves.
Ok real talk though, how many of you have been to an African American history museum with a slave ship hallway? Because that was horrific.
Phylis Wheatley should have written the Declaration, not Jefferson.
Sarah dropping the mic more than Hamilton tbh
Sarahs doing pretty well for a rich girl sleeping in a barn for the first time
Bro that is not sanity, throw that fish away
Look at all the wigs!
OMG you guys the tea party is totes Bens fault. Ben looks so done with them.
The Intolerable Acts
Dear mom, this is not the airbnb that I wanted
“English Henri!” “I’m counting the English!”
WIGS! WIGS!?
Ben literally said suck my dick at Parliament.
James not noticing the redcoats in the barn for five minutes
The redcoats act like Karens.
Sarah don’t have time for your shit James
That captain is such a piece of shit. Henris backstory is lowkey fucked up.
I’d like to have more of a backstory on James’ parents.
*heavenly music*
He just put Sarah on the spot like that and she outwitted him beautifully.
When a man gives you his outerwear, he’s at your service forever.
Dear mom I’m finally in the right airbnb
Bro just straight up gave up his ring so she could have a locket omg 🥺
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I need this fluff in my life and so the heck do you!!
Getting matching PJs for you, Hen AND Kal!!
If my bestie needs fluff, I must comply!
Summary: Halloween is your favourite holiday, and frankly, it's quite an obsession of yours. However, seeing Henry and you just started dating, you are rather insecure and afraid of what he might think of you if he finds out...
Pairing: Henry Cavill x Reader (no description of body type or ethnicity)
Words: 1.3k
Themes: PG13, gooey fluff, insecurity, a new relationship, romance.
A/N: Not beta'd. Since it's an almost spooky season, I took the liberty of making this about Halloween 🎃 Special thanks to @agniavateira and @the-soot-sprite, who always encourage me to keep writing. Please comment and reblog if you enjoyed 🖤
🦇🎃👻 Spooky Season 👻🎃🦇
Halloween always held a special place in your heart.
Every year as August kissed the sun goodbye and the first chill breeze of September drifted over your cheeks, the hunt for unique and creepy decorations would begin. There was no greater joy than turning your humble little pad into a haunted mansion and spending time with friends watching your favourite spooky films.
That is... Until Henry came along...
It wasn't that you didn't care for Halloween anymore. Quite the contrary, you couldn't wait for Autumn! For the first time in your life, you were about to share this special occasion with a boyfriend.
However, as days grew colder and the leaves on the tree outside your window fell golden to the ground, instead of feeling thrilled, you grew dreadfully insecure.
By October, you snuffed any mention of Halloween away. Fearing Henry would think your fixation was foolish, no decorations were purchased nor hung on your walls. And even when Henry randomly mentioned 'trick or treating', you heard yourself mutter, "who wants to go out on Halloween anyway? That's lame kids' stuff..."
And so... your obsession was buried under heaps of insecurity until the burning wick of your candle dwindled and died.
On the night of Hollows Eve, all you wanted to do was go home and lay snuggled on the sofa with Henry until the night was over. You decided to spend that time together not celebrating Halloween.
Heading home from work, you kept your eyes vacant, not daring a glimpse at the children and teenagers who ran about in their costumes. You convinced yourself you didn't care for it anymore, when deep inside, you couldn't help but feel a needle in your heart every time you passed through a glowing jack o' lantern who leered at you from a neighbour's doorstep.
"Henry, I am home!"
You declared as you finally unlocked the door.
Oddly, the light was off.
"Umm... Henry where..."
A flash of bright blue light blinded your sight, followed by a rumbling thunder that boomed angrily in your ears.
Confused and unable to see anything, you sought for the light switch in the dark when another lightening painted the house in pale icy shades. This time, the thunder accompanied a low, growly evil laughter with a familiar timbre.
"We've been expecting you..."
Still in the dark, you heard someone click his fingers. At the little snap, a dozen little glowing tears of light lit your apartment in a dim orange glow.
Still hazy from the abrupt change, you rubbed your eyes and took a better look before a loud gasp of wonder escaped your lips. When you left home for work this morning, your apartment still looked like a mundane IKEA catalogue. The last thing you expected was to return to one of the dungeons hidden in Dracula's castle.
Instead of naked white walls, you faced pitted bricks of grey stone cloaked by cobwebs and a dozen antique-looking candlesticks holding tall lamps that were made to look like candles. Smoke-wafting caldron stood upon the table, surrounded by plump pumpkins and several trays abundant with an assortment of sweets, including cookies that were made to look like green zombie fingers, bats and evil skulls.
Astonished, you turned in your spot with your mouth agape, uncertain what to focus on first. Even the once-flat ceiling was remodelled as a blanket of pillowy clouds replaced the surface. Stringed flapping rubber bats hung from the top, and as you peered down, you spotted bloodied footprints all over the floor.
"I thought the place could use a bit of redecoration..."
Stepping from the corner, Henry finally appeared, donning a furry werewolf onesie and pointy rubber ears covered with shaggy grey hair. His beard was overgrown, the rounded tip of his nose tinted black, and the piercing sapphires that glanced at you so proudly were rimmed by black as well.
In a passing thought, you mused that it was unfair that he wore eyeliner better than any other woman you knew!
You opened your mouth to speak, but before you managed a word, Henry pointed a finger in the air, "wait, that's not all!" He chimed, "Kal, to me!"
Prancing through the corridor, the chunky bear-of-a-dog rapped with a playful greeting bark. Just like his master, the four-legged pal was wearing a matching furry onesie.
The pointy rubber ears covered his own, although there was no need for them. You wanted to laugh at the silliness of the situation, but once you breathed, you sensed the unmistakable sting in your eyes, and soon your sight became blurry.
As Henry’s noticed your glossy eyes, his brow creased with concern. Rushing towards you, he grasped your forearms and lowered his head to get a better look at your face.
"My love? What’s wrong?”
Tears kissed your cheeks but only for a moment. The back of your hand swept them away before you sprang a smile between quivering lips. “You did this?” You swayed your gaze across the room to gesture, “all of this for me?”
Henry’s concern faded into a soft grin. Tenderly, he leaned in to kiss your brow, his hands squeezing your forearms slightly firmer, “of course I did.”
Kal barked at his response, which made Henry instantly correct, “well, Kal, the ‘were-bear’ helped too.”
The dog barked again, tapping his paw on the floor in protest.
“And…. the art department of Netflix,” Henry mumbled quickly.
Cheeks still damp, you giggled and knelt, planting a tender kiss on Kal’s snoot. “Thank you, Kal.”
Henry’s glance warmed your neck, admiration filling his heart as he saw you - his girl, tearing in childlike joy. It had only been six months, though secretly, he already knew; he could spend a lifetime bringing a smile to your face, and just as this thought resonated in his mind, he remembered he hadn’t even finished unveiling all his surprise.
“Hang on. There is more!” He called and rushed to fetch a small bag hidden behind the sofa.
Smiling with anticipation, you peered inside, pleasantly surprised to find another werewolf onesie to match his and Kal's, so now the three of you can wear matching pyjamas.
“Only werewolves get to join Halloween celebrations this year…”
“Shouldn’t you bite me first in order to turn me?” You suggested with a quirk of an eyebrow while fishing the outfit from the bag.
“The night is young…” Henry responded and then leaned in. His breath blew hot against your neck as his lips ghosted over the shell of your ear, and with a growl, he uttered, “I plan to do plenty of biting…”
But as he drew back, all whimsical and wickedness faded. Like the ocean kissed by the sun, his eyes sparked, the gleam of the dozen ‘candlelight’ reflecting in it while he offered a deep glance.
“Why did you pretend not to care about it? All your friends told me how much time you spent every year getting ready…” His palm reached your nape, thumb grazing the length of your spine affectionately to reassure you.
You looked away, both ashamed of your pretence but also at what you thought he’d find as a foolish fixation, “I didn’t mean to lie or anything, I was just afraid…”
“Of what?” His thumb further caressed your skin, sensing how the hair stood on the back of your neck.
“I was afraid you’d think I am weird.”
“You are weird,” he exclaimed and shrugged, “that’s why I love you.”
Hearing his words made your heart skip. Once again, the tears tickled your eyes. Inadubly, you mouthed, “thank you” as the words couldn't make their way through your clenching throat.
Henry’s hand moved from your nape to your cheeks and gently so, wiped away your tears. “Now go and change, darling, because like I said, only werewolves can join the celebration.”
Nodding, you snatched the bag from his grasp and hurried to change your outfit. That night and every night since, the 31st of October became the most important date of in the Cavill Household, where each time, both Henry and you sought creative ways to top the last year's celebration.
With the help of Kal, of course!
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