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cheesysocsandart · 2 years ago
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I might sit down one day and animate this
but I think my storyboarding skills are getting better
anyway please go give Tom Cardy a follow and listen to his music he's amazing
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rottedbrainz · 2 years ago
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I know I know it's like a day after but I'm still gonna post some Halloween spirit! After all there's only 364 days till next Halloween! Might aswell!
Now to share my muppet ocs and their couple / friendship costumes!
Also I tweeked Libbs, Giovanni, Valerie, and David's designs a little bit for older versions. Will definitely need some more work!
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Tibbs 💍 Rose as Jessica and Roger Rabbit respectfully! I mean just look at her! She slays!!!
Rand 💍 Jamie as Casa Dojo House Ken and Barbie! [Lol I just imagine Jamie saying they were gonna be Barbie and Ken, and Rand finding a loop hole. Jamie never said what Ken he had to dress up as! Then Halloween comes up and he walks out the room in his costume! Jamie can't even be mad! She just laughs!]
Libb 💍 Giovanni as Red Ridding Hood and the Big bad Wolf. Giovanni big grin just fits perfect with it!
Now...don't ask me what went through my mind with Valerie and David's costume, because I don't even know. I just had the thought of...David would so kill it in a maid costume!!! Now I'm gonna draw Rand in it too!!!
And under the cut are a few drawings of Rose and Tibbs costume!
Also some un-halloween-related doodles!
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phryneluvbot · 1 year ago
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Idk about you all, but I've got a very big crush for libby tanner
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This woman is so fucking hot, holy milf... (I know I'm not the only who also loves her. Oh, and her jawline is amazing)
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apocalypsemademe · 2 months ago
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crayonverse · 1 year ago
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sum draft ideas 4 2 of the heretics in wittawood ... systen's jacket will change colors i feel. librarian will look completely different (might keep some of their colors) i just wanted an idea for him but. he doesnt look how i wanted lol
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thebuttsmcgee · 2 years ago
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new spectral and molly mcgeez eps were. sure.
.something. huh?
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flamingo--ing · 2 years ago
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oh yeah hey Libby when you see this text me when and where u wanna get coffee and catch up
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anythinggoesbutme · 1 month ago
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Whiskey Words
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Nash Hawthorne x Libby Grambs
Warnings: Alcohol consumption, public embarrassment (mild), language, mutual pining, friends-to-lovers, slow burn
Synopsis: Nash Hawthorne has always played it cool—until a few too many drinks loosen his tongue at a family party and he finally says out loud what he’s been holding in for far too long. Right in front of everyone.
Word Count: 902
Libby liked Hawthorne parties the way she liked overly complicated frosting techniques: pretty to look at, a nightmare to pull off.
Still, she stood on the back patio of the estate, a fizzy drink in one hand and the other curled protectively around her paper plate of charcuterie, trying not to feel out of place in a world of tailored blazers and offhand millions.
“Whatcha thinkin’ so hard about, darlin’?” came a familiar drawl.
She smiled before even turning.
Nash.
Worn jeans, button-down flannel, boots. Somehow both effortless and magnetic. A warm breeze of a man who didn’t seem to carry the storm clouds his brothers did.
“You brought me the good stuff,” she said, gesturing to the can of cherry soda he’d pressed into her hand earlier.
He winked. “Wouldn’t let you suffer through Hawthorne brand champagne without backup.”
He didn’t usually drink much—beer at most, and even then, slowly. But tonight was different. Libby noticed the flush on his cheeks, the slower drawl, the way he leaned into her laugh like it steadied him.
Later, she’d realize he’d been building up to something. That every refilled drink and easy joke had been a layer pulled back. But at the time, she just thought Nash was feeling extra friendly.
“I ever tell you,” he said after his fourth drink (or was it fifth?), “how pretty you look in blue?”
Libby’s breath caught.
“I—uh—thank you. It’s kind of my thing,” she joked, motioning to her dyed hair.
But Nash wasn’t laughing.
“You always look good, Libbs,” he said, too earnestly. “Not just the hair. You smile like you mean it. Even when this place makes you nervous. I don’t know how you do that.”
She blinked. “Nash, are you drunk?”
He grinned. “Workin’ on it.”
And then—because the universe has no mercy—Jameson called out: “Nash! C’mere, we need you for the toast!”
“Libby too!” shouted Xander.
She started to wave them off, but Nash gently tugged her along.
The family gathered by the fire pit, toasting the launch of one of Grayson’s new foundations—something about clean water and legacy.
And that’s when Nash decided to open his mouth.
“I got somethin’ to say.”
There was a pause.
Even Jameson, who was halfway through a joke, stopped talking.
Nash stepped forward, swaying slightly.
“I just wanna say… this girl right here?” He pointed at Libby. “Best damn thing to walk into my life.”
Libby froze.
“She bakes like magic. She cares about people. She sees straight through all the Hawthorne B.S. and still chooses to hang around us. I don’t know why.”
“Nash,” Avery murmured, eyes darting toward Libby, toward the stunned crowd.
But Nash didn’t stop.
“I ain’t good with words. Never was. But every time I see her—it’s like somethin’ in me slows down. Like I can breathe better. I’ve been holdin’ this in for so long I might explode if I don’t say it now.”
Libby’s heart was pounding.
“I’m in love with you, Libby Grambs,” he said. “Have been for a while.”
Silence.
The kind that stretches and pulses like a balloon waiting to pop.
Libby opened her mouth, closed it again.
Nash laughed nervously. “Guess I shoulda saved that for, uh… not in front of all y’all.”
The brothers stared. Even Max, mid-bite, had frozen.
“Nash,” Libby whispered, finally stepping forward. “You’re drunk.”
“Yup,” he said cheerfully.
“Let’s get you inside.”
He didn’t protest when she took his hand, leading him back through the French doors and into the quieter side of the house.
The sitting room was dim, a soft lamp casting golden light across the couch. Libby sat him down, hands shaking.
“I’m gonna get you some water.”
“You mad?” he asked, eyes soft.
“No,” she said honestly, returning with a glass. “Just… surprised.”
“I didn’t mean to do it like that,” he said, looking down. “It just came out.”
Libby sat beside him. “You meant it, though?”
He nodded. “Drunk words, sober feelings.”
She laughed, despite herself. “You would say that.”
He looked at her like she was the only thing in the world worth looking at.
And maybe she was.
“I never wanted to mess things up,” he said. “Didn’t think I deserved to say it.”
Libby’s voice was soft. “Why not?”
He shrugged. “You’re this bright, wild thing. I’m just… me. Lotta people look at me and see the easy-going one, but you—you look at me and actually see me. That scares the hell outta me.”
Libby didn’t speak for a long moment.
Then she reached for his hand.
“I don’t think you’re easy-going,” she said. “I think you’re steady. You’re kind. You make people feel safe.”
His eyes met hers.
“I didn’t know what to do with my feelings either,” she admitted. “But I’ve had them. For a while.”
He blinked. “You have?”
She nodded.
“I love you too, Nash Hawthorne.”
There was no kiss. No sweeping music.
Just two people on a couch, a little broken, a little brave, holding hands in the quiet.
The next morning, when Nash woke up with a splitting headache and a vague memory of emotional disaster, Libby handed him coffee, kissed his cheek, and said:
“Next time you confess your love, maybe don’t do it with Xander filming.”
His groan was so loud it shook the walls.
But underneath it, a smile crept in.
Because despite everything, she stayed.
And maybe that’s what love was.
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distantvictories · 11 days ago
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Still drunk I don’t know what I am doing now but I just wanted to talk about how amazing tonight was! Can’t sleep but no let me shut down my phone so I don’t talk nonsense.
Ahahahahahahhaah love Carl love Peter love John (he’s so sweet when I met him he even asked me what I do for a living and he listened to me when I mumbled) and love Gary and love the Libbs your honor I rest my case.
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wingsoverlagos · 1 year ago
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This is a fun collection of quotes from the Let It Be Beatles Interview with Mark Lewisohn conducted on August 20, 2018. This is mostly for @mythserene's enjoyment, but it's also a fun lil supplement to this comment by @talking-perfectly-loud on a post by @anotherkindofmindpod, which includes some revealing, deeply salty quotes by Lewisohn from an episode of Nothing Is Real.
The below soundbites focus on Lewisohn's feelings towards the Harrison estate, particularly Olivia, though Lewisohn also lets us know that he considered suing George at one point. Italics used to indicate tone; bold font is added emphasis by me.
This is from ~1hr8min into the interview, after a discussion of Mal Evans diaries. Here's a partial transcript:
"No, no, Olivia Harrison doesn't want anything to do with me at all. Yeah, so it's very frustrating because I just want to make the history better and better and better and more and more correct, especially more and more correct in terms of balance on all four Beatles, but whatever."
This is a longer clip (6:26) from ~1hr23min in the original interview. They're discussing Lewisohn's falling out with Apple/the Beatles/George in particularly, which came about because he was falsely accused of bootlegging, or something like that. He's told a few variations of this story.
The first 3ish minutes give some flavor and backstory. Some choice quotes (they're at about 2:50, 4:35, and 5:42 in this clip):
“To the day he died, George blocked me, and Olivia blocks me in George’s name, and so it still carries on.”
“I’ve never, ever leaked, and that was why it was so galling to be accused of being a bootlegger. George Harrison accused me of being a bootlegger to my face in front of a whole film crew, the bastard. I mean, really. A horrible, horrible thing to do. I really should have done him for slander, and in fact at one point I was tempted, believe it or not. Because, you know, I’m a professional, I’m on a shoot, I’ve got a whole unit with me, and he’s accusing me of being a bootlegger in front of everybody, which was- he had no evidence for because there wasn’t any, but that didn’t matter. He was accusing me without evidence, and it was wrong, and um, you just have to put up with these things. These people, they can get away with murder. Celebrities, you know?”
Lest we think George was wilding out solely because of the bootlegging, Lewisohn helpfully clarifies that it was also Paul's Fault:
“The irony of that was that I actually had started off really well with George. I knew George from ’87, personally, and we’d had nice times, and it was- one of the things that flipped it was when I began working regularly for Paul.”
This was the part of the podcast that really took me aback, from around the 1hr43min mark. There's some chatter about Let It Be (the film), and then Lewisohn goes off once again about Olivia Harrison. He's quite impassioned, and then seems to make a conscious effort to talk himself down.
“I don’t know Olivia Harrison. I’ve never met her, which makes her- just- [angry] blocking of everything I do so ridiculous, because she doesn’t even know me. But if, as it would appear, she’s taken it upon herself to perpetuate George’s wishes, which is something that you might expect a spouse to do when their partner’s died, if the partner says, ‘Don’t ever allow this’, then she would take it as her duty not to allow it.”
This is followed by some hedging.
There are several other choice tidbits in this two hour Lewisohn marathon, but Olivia Harrison was foremost in his mind. But don't worry, guys, he's not biased!
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denkilightning · 4 months ago
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btw im a firm believer that if hands of time as a season wasnt so ass wed get a lore point of lightning being able to go toe to toe with time as an element as you cant speed it up and even if you stop or slow time it still burns like hell. and we almost got it with jay using the lightning bike and we Couldve had a perfect supplementation for libbers motivations
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eliza-rod-1206 · 11 months ago
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Yeah is for my Tawog AU of my Tawog AU ( this is the future )
They are Cassey Wilson ( 4th Carrie and Tobias daugther ) And....Violet...em...Watterson( 2nd Daugther of Libb and Rob)
Advisory: Libb is a Oc of my friend @libbworl And the copyritgh of Libb is for her....
Violet: Let's go Cassey....Be happy...and energy..
Casey: *Listen music* Ok...i try....😑..
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the-eldest-yehawthorne · 7 months ago
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is libby okay with you calling random women petnames on this app🙄🙄🙄🙄
@gothic-cupcakemaster? I can't tell if this is made with worry for Libbs or scorn in general....
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cartoon-cat7241 · 6 months ago
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Also I'm not reblogging me telling u I'm libb cuz I have some mutuals that do not like me and don't know I'm here. Just act like I'm a friend of yours and hers :)
Also, if you know south park, who is ur favorite?
my fav is Kenny & kyle
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candyclazzyashton · 6 months ago
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I have a new obbsession help-
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Yes, it's me libb, changed my username again
I knew
anyways WHAT KYLE'S MY FAV TOO
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staticeaterzz · 6 months ago
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*screech* sorry, i changed my username. Going thru a new phase of an adult show called south park if you know what that is. It's libb.
Oh yeaahhh South park, I remembered that when my friend at school introduced me to that show, but it's ok if ur in a new phase, I understand.
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