#henry and orville

[king-magppi]

Shoutout to Luigi's Mansion ghosts fr. Gotta be one of my favorite Nintendo franchises! Had to take a break from Psychonauts for a minute because I was having burnout-- hope you all enjoy these in the meantime!!

[b2319-always-commissions-open]

Commission-Henry and Orville

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[aftons-fursona]

I always kinda felt like Mr. Hippo and Orville were Henry’s self-insert good ending AU

[enemy-of-your-enemy]

When I say fnaf ships I don’t mean Bonnie and Foxy or whatever cause that’s messed up, I mean Funtime Freddy x Millie’s grandpa from count the ways. I mean whatever Henry and William had going on back in the day. (And not in an angsty way after the murders and stuff I’m saying they’ve done it in the way that all business partners have done it.) I mean Mr. Hippo and Orville the Elephant.

[bethanydelleman]

Two Very Similar Proposals

Where did Mr. Collins get the idea that delicate females refuse proposals to increase love? Maybe from Evelina...

Here is a side-by-side comparison of the accepted and wanted proposal in Fanny Burney’s Evelina and the refused and unwanted proposal in Jane Austen’s Mansfield Park (MP in blockquotes, Evelina in italics) because they are extremely similar, to the point that I think it must be on purpose:

“You are going, then,” cried he, taking my hand, “and you give me not the smallest hope of your return!-will you not, then, my too lovely friend!-will you not, at least, teach me, with fortitude like your own, to support your absence?”

“She must not go, she must allow him five minutes longer,” and he took her hand and led her back to her seat

“My Lord,” cried I, endeavouring to disengage my hand, “pray let me go!”

after having twice drawn back her hand, and twice attempted in vain to turn away from him, she got up, and said only, with much agitation, “Don’t, Mr. Crawford, pray don’t! I beg you would not. This is a sort of talking which is very unpleasant to me. I must go away. I cannot bear it.”

“I will,” cried he, to my inexpressible confusion, dropping on one knee, “if you wish to leave me!”

“O, my Lord,” exclaimed I, “rise, I beseech you, rise!-such a posture to me!-surely your Lordship is not so cruel as to mock me!”

she was exceedingly distressed, and for some moments unable to speak. She considered it all as nonsense, as mere trifling and gallantry, which meant only to deceive for the hour; she could not but feel that it was treating her improperly and unworthily, and in such a way as she had not deserved...

“No, no, no!” she cried, hiding her face. “This is all nonsense. Do not distress me. I can hear no more of this.”

“Mock you!” repeated he earnestly, “no I revere you! I esteem and I admire you above all human beings! you are the friend to whom my soul is attached as to its better half! you are the most amiable, the most perfect of women! and you are dearer to me than language has the power of telling.”

I attempt not to describe my sensations at that moment; I scarce breathed; I doubted if I existed,-the blood forsook my cheeks, and my feet refused to sustain me: Lord Orville, hastily rising, supported me to a chair, upon which I sunk, almost lifeless.

she could hardly stand.

For a few minutes, we neither of us spoke; and then, seeing me recover, Lord Orville, though in terms hardly articulate, intreated my pardon for his abruptness. The moment my strength returned, I attempted to rise, but he would not permit me.

I cannot write the scene that followed, though every word is engraven on my heart; but his protestations, his expressions, were too flattering for repetition: nor would he, in spite of my repeated efforts to leave him, suffer me to escape:-in short, my dear Sir, I was not proof against his solicitations-and he drew from me the most sacred secret of my heart!

But he was still talking on, describing his affection, soliciting a return, and, finally, in words so plain as to bear but one meaning even to her, offering himself, hand, fortune, everything, to her acceptance.

Later, we have Lord Orville, who remember, is the hero, forcing Evelina to speak:

He saw that my eyes were red, and would not let me rest till he made me confess the cause; and when, though most reluctantly, I had acknowledged my weakness, I could with difficulty refrain from weeping again at the gratitude he expressed.

“Why then, my Lord,” said I, “we had better let the subject drop.”“Impossible!” cried he, “I cannot rest without an explanation!”

In vain was her “Pray, sir, don’t; pray, Mr. Crawford,” repeated twice over; and in vain did she try to move away. In the same low, eager voice, and the same close neighbourhood, he went on, reurging the same questions as before. She grew more agitated and displeased.

“How can you, sir? You quite astonish me; I wonder how you can—”

We know that Austen read Fanny Burney’s works (they are mentioned in Northanger Abbey) and that they were very popular. I wonder now, was Austen re-writing this scene? If Evelina is acting as a modest girl was expected to act, was Jane Austen trying to correct men’s thinking? For me, it was disturbing to read a proposal where a man was asking a woman to marry him, which was wanted, and he had to physically hold her in place to ask, against her will. 

It is uncanny how similar these two proposals read; very strange that the hero of Evelina acts in such a similar way to the antagonist of Mansfield Park. I can’t help but think it means something. Evelina’s “no” doesn’t seem to actually mean “no”, Fanny Price’s does.

[springlock-suits]

Tempted to add Hippo to the nonbinary William afton collection after the post by steel wool, but I think I'll wait until we have more info and know if they're the same character

[pinkglitterinspodior]

Henry Cavill

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Sorry my handwriting is horrid by luigis mansión portrait family tree

[cultfaction]

The Orville Season 3 Ep. 3: Mortality Paradox

The Orville Season 3 Ep. 3: Mortality Paradox

This week’s episode begins with Lieutenant Talla Keyali (Jessica Szohr) returning from shore leave as the crew receive a strange signal from the planet named Narran 1 which was always believed to be uninhabitable. They travel to the planet to investigate the signal. Upon arrival, the away mission team of Captain Ed Mercer (Seth MacFarlane), Commander Kelly Grayson (Adrianne Palicki), Lieutenant…

[dwuerch-blog]

Greater Things You Will Do

After a fabulous celebration of Christmas and the birth of Baby Jesus, we can now fast forward to the Man Jesus who said those words found in John 14:12-14: “Very truly I tell you, whoever believes in Me will do the works I have been doing, and they will do even greater things than these….” This blog comes as a result of noticing all the technology gifts that were given and received when we were…

[the-ooftroop]

Any queer/trans/enby headcanons for the very correct timeline?

Answered a similar question about specifically enby characters the other day so I'll reblog that after this for you!

As for queer characters in general, here's a list

-William is bi

-Eleanor is bi

-Michael is autosexual, to nobody's surprise and everyone's dismay

-Vanessa is lesbian

-Henry is... Henry

Some of the kids are also queer but obviously did not live long enough for this to matter much at all to them. That said, these are still canon.

-Elizabeth is lesbian

-Andrew is gay

-Charlie is pan

-Cassidy is pan

And of course, the most important animatronic pairings

-Fredbear x Springbonnie

-Freddy x Bonnie

-Mr. Hippo x Orville

And Number 1 Crate is trans.

[rebellovesrobots]

in other news im INSANE about this version of Orville and Mr Hippo i’ve built up in my head. how their presence in UCN represent William’s regrets of not growing old with Henry

[armoricaroyalty]

𝔓𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔱𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔄𝔯𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔖𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔦𝔤𝔫𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 ℌ𝔢𝔦𝔯𝔰 [1/4]

Everard III had a problem. Four decades of marriage to Lady Yvette Holland had produced only a single child, a girl, whom the couple had named Thérèse. Under Armorican law, the Princess could not accede to the throne, leaving the succession up to chance. If he were to die, the crown could pass either to Thérèse's young son, Prince Andre, or to the children of Everard's detested younger brother, Prince Henri. Knowing that Parliament would likely favor his estranged brother's sons over the teenaged Andre, Everard found a legislative solution. With the passage of the Inheritance Act of 1976, Thérèse became Armorica's first Crown Princess, securing the succession. In this triumphant 1978 portrait, Everard III gazes confidently at the viewer, hands placed firmly on the shoulders of his chosen heirs...the portrait embodies the greatest contradiction of his reign: faced with the possibility of a forced reconciliation with his brother, he cast aside a century of legal precedent and his own chauvinistic worldview to affirm the rights of his daughter, "a mere woman." Arthur Farrier. "The Succession in Oils: A Century of Royal Armorican Portraiture." In Overview of Meritrean Portraiture, 1900 - 2050, edited by H. L. Orville, 159 - 197. Allard University Presss, 2061.

[bigassbowlingballhead]

okay, i'm a little nervous.

With all the fics I've been reading lately, my own ideas have started forming in my head. It started as an innocent conversation with @eusuntgratie about Orville Peck and TZP. Next thing I knew, I had written over 2k words about Alex getting the golden bronco costume as a surprise for Henry who had recently become obsessed with the masked troubadour.

Thought I'd share a bit, just to put it out there. It's the first time I've written anymore than a tumblr post in over a decade.

That’s when he sees it, new on display a shiny gold mask with two angular eye cutouts, stars delicately stitched on to the sides. There are long golden corded tassels that drape down to cover the mouth, chin, neck, and part way down the chest. It’s beautiful. Alex paused. That’s when the idea struck. Alex’s ideas tend to be really really good or get him into trouble. This was one of those he hoped would be both. Alex liked both. He picks up the mask, grabs some of their favorite lube they’re running low on and some rope for good measure, this might come in handy, he thinks. He brings his hauls to the sales associate, pays and leaves.  When he gets back to the car he takes the mask out of the bag and looks at it. It really is a work of art. But it’s not enough. He has to do more, he wants to really blow Henry out of the water. He’s been so stressed writing and really just wants him to relax, and he thinks he knows just the thing.  He’s seen the look in Henry’s eye whenever he puts the album on. The lingering glances from the album cover to Alex. He can’t really blame Henry, Orville Peck is hot, like really fucking hot. Especially on the album cover, he’s studied the cover multiple times, he’s practically committed it to memory. A slender man stands in front of a black bronco on it’s hind-legs in a black cowboy hat, a golden vest exposes the man’s tattooed and toned chest and shoulders and biceps, gold pants that hug the man’s crotch leaving very little to the imagination, his large hands hang next to his hips like they’re resting on imaginary holsters, a single finger raised as if ready to pull the trigger, a large golden belt buckle emblazoned with a star connects where there’s clearly a gap of skin between the vest and pants, black boots complete the look. He wonders if it’s the man or the mask that intrigues Henry. Alex pictures himself standing in front of that bronco, shit, he would look hot.

[fazgoo-connoiseur-1987]

Mr. Hippo = Bill and Orville = Henry because I said so and Mystic Hippo is actually Mr. Hippo but now she’s transitioned and this tells us that transfemme William is canon thank you

exactly you get it