#↳ ruth ( 001 )

[judahfisher]

who ruth @ruthellry when the old rich fuck's birthday party where the w bar / late at the party

oh christ, but he feels fucking amazing right now, don't he? judah would say he couldn't recall the last time he'd gotten absolutely crossed ― it used to be that a bad day was met with a couple of joints and a fifth, a self-care routine of sorts, but there were more bad days than good in this shit stain of a city and as it turned out, keeping a clear head was kind of a life or fucking death situation ― but that's a lie. he can remember exactly the last time, and it was back in fucking december. the fact that he hadn't been fiending for it was a testament to the willpower of both his mind and his liver. and yeah, okay, maybe jonah's right about this place being culty. of all the conspiracy theories his twin as cooked up over the years, judah's inclined to believe his thoughts on the wexley more than most. ( he doesn't know about fucking aliens, alright? but he can tell that this place is strange. )

to their bizarre fortune, strange does not necessarily equate to unsafe. he might not trust these folks to look out for him and his twin ― and he likely wouldn't do the same for them ― but he's confident enough that they'll protect the safety of their home that he doesn't think twice about indulging in the free booze in between puffs of his own private stash in the stairwell. there's a shit-eating grin on his lips as he lets his feet carry him back toward the bar he's visited a handful of times already, and he's got half a mind to harass blondie behind the counter just for shits and giggles.

tripping over his own feet is unintentional, obviously, but the way he plays it off as anyone's fault but his own has purpose. clearly it's not the booze or the untied boot laces at play but rather the very stationary body he's stumbled into. hard. a hand grips onto a woman's shoulder as he steadies himself. ❝ sh-fuck, sweetheart, you really oughta be more careful! watch yourself, yeah? ❞

[doctorvikjain]

who ruth ellery ( @ruthellry ) where apartment #406 ― the hospital suite when april 14th

❝ you'll find i have not the slightest desire to ... well, step on any toes, as it were, ms. ellery. ❞ lies have fallen from a gilded tongue with such frequency that they almost begin to sound like truth to his own ears. almost. the consistent tap of his cane against the hardwood of the modest medical facility echoes through an otherwise silent room, a metronome to keep the pace of a tour he'd looked forward to sada facilitating. a dark gaze drifts over shelves and cabinets of supplies, taking a meticulous mental inventory of the resources he's been granted access to ; the occasional hum slips past lips pressed into a thoughtful line, a vague sound that belies nothing of his opinion.

it is a pity his previous encampment ended in such brutality ― these conditions are ... lacking in comparison to what vikram established at the hotel elysee.

but he's aware he is in no position to be selective ― at least not yet ― and any semblance of an infirmary is better than none. whether or not he's enjoyed it, vikram has made due with less. ❝ if i were in your shoes, i imagine i'd be rather concerned, and as such, i can assure you any worry is for naught. trust that i empathize with any frustration you may be feeling over the possibility of losing autonomy in your workspace, particularly when you are used to operating in solitude ... ❞ he lets his voice trail off for a moment as he makes a point to scan the apartment, ❝ ... as i imagine you often are.❞

vikram walks over to a nearby chair, his grip tightening on the handle of the cane as he lowers himself into a seat and carefully crosses his legs. he offers her a polite smile before continuing. ❝ however, it is not only my understanding but my hope that we will be able to work together and utilize our shared knowledge to provide proper care to the residents of the wexley. ❞

[onebigerror]

@atrickrtreat liked this lyric starter call // still accepting

track 29 // "the bolter"

"but as she was leaving, It felt like breathing..."

[aercnaut]

gonna kiss the ham man on the mouth for the pure venom he put in the line "the woman who turns children into ghosts? i don't think so"

[aercnaut-archived]

mental note: l.one r.anger for any marisa s.coresby au needs

[amoressb]

☆ LOWKEY

pairings : childhood bsf!riki x reader ; friends to lovers

synopsis : in which you and riki have been best friends since you guys were in kindergarten. youre both now in your last year of high school and with all that time together, people would think that you guys were bound to end up falling for each other, right? well, that seems to only be the case for riki. hes fallen in love with you after all this time, especially since you guys tend to flirt constantly, but he knows you dont feel the same. right? either way, he doesnt want to risk losing you so he tries to keep his love for you on the lowkey. will it work?

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☆ MASTERLIST

profiles - y/ns fanclub , jays kids

000. TEASER

001. jakes going rouge

002. rikis crashing out

003. i dont wanna watch anymore + written

004. hes making moves + written

005. we all cheered

006. girl are you blind

007. okay maybe youre right

008. enough is enough

009. will you be mine? + written

010. bee eff & gee eff

011. losing feeling in my left torso

BONUS

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[beauclary]

there's a chuckle at that, friendly and warm and affirming as it carries off the concrete walls of the stairwell. ❝ dang right, you should've ! ❞ it's meant more as an encouragement than a criticism ; a reminder that, even though they're not quite as close as beau might be with other residents of the building, he'd never be less than happy to lend her a hand. ❝ put me to work, ruth ! ❞ oh, but he means it, too !

he follows her down into the basement, pausing a pace or two behind her as he blinks, letting his eyes adjust to the darkness. ❝ whoo, lordy, don't remind me 'bout them bats, i swear i thought that smell was fixin' to stay stuck in my nose forever, ❞ he confesses with a hint of amusement as he takes in the shadowy hall before looking back toward her. ❝ guess it only makes sense we ain't wastin' power on auxillary spaces, but i reckon we should'a brought a flashlight or somethin'. ❞ he extends a hand in front of him and flashes a grin. ❝ after you, doc ! ❞

"i should have asked you days ago." she doesn't know much about idle-hands, consider she never seemed to stop moving. but it was easy laugh, nod along with mrs. clary's sentiment as though it were as sentimental and warm as though they'd been said to her directly. "you would have done better than i would with the cabinets on the fourth floor." although she knew "ashton tends to say its not my specialty." at least that was one way of phrasing it. organization and planning, all the like, as they continued down to the storage.

"it should be...well..." the light doesn't seem to be working properly in the hallway she points to, and there's no signs that anyone has been down to this part of the basement in a while. "i guess this was before the whole zombie-bat situation." and the beach, and a slew of changes that had happened at such a pace she couldn't keep up with him. "but we'll find it."

[lboogie1906]

Léopoldine Doualla-Bell-Smith (January 11, 1939 - May 9, 2023) After she graduated from high school at the age of 17, she was sent to Paris for ground hostess training by Air France and moved to UAT for flight training. She began flying as a stewardess with UAT which merged to become part of Union de Transports Aeriens. She didn’t know that she was making history as the first Black person to serve as a flight attendant for any airline. She took to the air the year before Ruth Carol Taylor who is credited with being the first Black flight attendant in the US.

In 1960 she was invited to join Air Afrique. She was the only qualified African in French aviation; her employment identification card was No. 001. She was promoted to Air Afrique’s first cabin chief. During her time as a flight attendant, she flew throughout Africa and as far away as Australia. Because of the color of her skin, some white passengers treated her like an outcast, but dark-skinned passengers often welcomed her presence. She experienced sexual harassment; on one occasion, she slapped a white man who had touched her breasts.

After twelve years as a flight attendant, She left Air Afrique to become manager of Reunited Transport Leaders Travel Agency in Libreville, Gabon. She relocated to DC to study English at Georgetown University. She returned to Gabon in 1976 where she was hired by Air Zaire as station and office manager at the Libreville airport. She supported the Skal Club, the international association of professionals, leaders, and friends who were seeking to promote travel and tourism in Africa.

She retired in 2003 and moved to Denver where they established the Business and Intercultural Services for Educational Travel and Associated Learning. She volunteers at Denver International Airport through their ambassador program. She was honored at the fortieth anniversary of the Black Flight Attendants of America organization at Los Angeles International Airport’s Flight Path Museum. She was honored during the International Women’s Day celebration in Denver on March 10, 2019. #africanhistory365 #africanexcellence

[comicwaren]

From Venomverse Reborn #001

“Five Questions: Part 1”, by Al Ewing (W), Danilo S. Beyruth and Ceci de la Cruz (A)

“Kiss the Ring”, by Christos Gage (W), Greg Land, Jay Leisten and Frank D’Armata (A)

“Host”, by Benjamin Percy (W), Brian Level and Ruth Redmond (A)

[unmechanism]

RUTH CONNELL GOT TMA 001-ed ???

[cinematic-timing]

Ryan was genuinely surprised to find Rutherford Gray -- her father's famously stoic and quiet bodyguard -- tucked away in a dark corner at a night club. The place was everything she'd assume he hated: loud music she could feel through her heels, bodies dancing and grinding together in a tight space, colored lights flashing and traveling around the room like search lights. Truthfully she hadn't ever pictured him having fun like this at all. Clearly she underestimated this man who'd become an important fixture in her father's life.

She'd been enjoying a night out with her girlfriends, dancing and drinking the last few hours away after she'd finished up a particularly stressful event at the gallery. They were about to leave when she spotted him, wisps of smoke around his muscular frame as he sat alone in the back corner. She saw her friends off to their rideshares before making her way to him, wondering if he would even recognize her out of the context of her father's home. He'd only ever seen her at his house, for family parties or guest dinners, and while they'd shared a few glances and a had casual conversations, that was it. They didn't really know each other. Yet. Her concern was quickly dashed from her mind when he saw her and addressed her first.

"I am surprised," she chuckled, using her hands to warm her bare arms. Her black bodycon dress hugged her curves exactly where she wanted, but the lack of straps or sleeves always left her cold at the end of a night out. "I wouldn't have thought you were a club guy." When her auburn eyes found his icy ones across the smoke, a familiar twinge of excitement stirred in her chest and between her legs. He had always been handsome, but seeing him in this way, so much lighter, happier, made her even more fascinated by him.

"I think my night is almost over, so nothing to ruin," she said with another smile, crossing one leg over the other as she stood a few feet away from him. Her eyes trailed his body as she stretched, a blush forming on her cheeks as she tried to avoid getting caught looking. She feigned shock at his final question, giving him an easy-going smile as she answered.

"No trouble to tell my father about," she said, slightly pointedly but in good spirit. Every bodyguard he'd ever had was told to keep an eye on her whereabouts at one point or another, but maybe on his night off he would keep this sighting between them. "Unless..." she paused, considering her words carefully as she stepped a few feet so she was directly in front of him, their knees millimeters apart. "Unless you invite me to sit down?"

open to: m/f/anyone connection: son/daughter/child to his employer or maybe the person he works for (he’s a bodyguard/security detail), ex or old flame, enemies to lovers, anything that works really~ location: house party or club editor: using beta

“You seem a little shocked to see me here,” Ruth mused with a slight chuckle as he exhaled the intake of smoke he’d drawn into his lungs moments before he’d spoken, left leg dropping down from where it had been propped up against his other while he sat tucked away in the corner to smoke. He liked to think that he had noticed them well before they had noticed him but Ruth couldn’t be entirely sure, it was the night before his first day off work in quite some time and it wasn’t any secret to anyone who truly knew the man that he enjoyed a good party and drink to bring his tension down. Ruth took another drag and exhaled it through his nose this time, blue eyes glancing up to sweep over the other before his lips curled up at one corner as he met their gaze.

“I do have a life outside of work, y'know. Don’t worry too much though, I’m not here to ruin your night or anything, not yet at least,” his lips twitched a bit more and he took one last drag of his cigarette before he tapped it out in a nearby empty cup and stood to his full height, stretching his arms over his head with a small groan. Limbs stretched to his satisfaction Ruth shifted on his feet and flexed his fingers as if he were trying to wake his body up again. “– you aren’t here to get into trouble, are you?” He asked, crooked smirk widening as it pulled over his teeth in amusement, a shadow of mischief glinting in his gaze.

[arriaryu]

For the fandom ask, Dresden files & Dragonriders of Pern!

001 | Send me a fandom and I will tell you my:

Favorite character: Donald Morgan

Least favorite character: Thomas Raith

5 favorite ships: Donald Morgan/Justin DuMorne, Simon Pietrovich/Donald Morgan, Donald Morgan/OC, Donald Morgan/Anastasia Luccio, Paolo Ortega/ Anyone

Character I find the most attractive: Justin DuMorne

Character I would marry: This is a hard one but probably... Simon Pietrovich. I adore the others but he seems the most grounded.

Character I would be best friends with: Luccio, I too love a good database.

A random thought: I wish more stories focused on characters other than Dresden. It's why the short stories are so much fun to read.

An unpopular opinion: The White Court is the absolute worst group in the series. I can understand murder but rape is unforgivable.

Canon OTP: Morgan/Luccio

Fanon OTP: Harry/Marcone

Most badass character: Nicodemus or Gard

Pairing I'm not a fan of: Thomas/Justine I hate both these characters and hate them together even more.

Character I feel the writer screwed up: Ebenezer McCoy, he is either a villain or absolutely incompetent as written.

Favorite friendship: Harry and the Alphas

Character I want to adopt: Mouse, 1000% the best boy!

001 | Send me a fandom and I will tell you my:

Favorite character: Menolly

Least favorite character: Camo, not his fault he just brings up bad memories

5 favorite ships: Menolly/Robinton, Menolly/Sebell, Lessa/F'lar (post Dragonflight), Sorka/Sean, Jim Tillek/Theo Force

Character I find the most attractive: Robinton

Character I would marry: (I'm cheating on this one a bit) Whatever dragon would want me as it's rider

Character I would be best friends with: Joel Lilienkamp, I too am insane and like inventory management

A random thought: dragonriders don't marry because no bond can come close to the one with their dragon.

Unpopular opinion: I actually like Todd's books too

Canon OTP: F'lar/Lessa

Fanon OTP: Robinton/ Menolly

Most badass character: Ramoth, seriously give the girl more screentime!

Pairing I'm not a fan of: Kylara/Meron, because fuck that guy. Dishonorable mention goes to Sharra/Jaxom, She could do so much better than his dumbass.

Character I feel the writer screwed up the most: So so many due to the writer's very obvious biases. F'nor, Kylara, Brekke, F'lar in Dragonflight, Mardra, Nemorth, and most of all poor Jora. (If you ever want to see Jora written well and done justice to I can't recommend Bitter Herbs by MzMinola highly enough)

Favorite friendship: Ruth and the firelizards

Character I want to adopt: Prideth or Wirenth, the writer did you you two so very dirty and you deserve better than you got. I just want to wrap them in blankets and feed them buckets of chicken soup.

[onebigerror]

@araneorum

“miss harlowe…” ruth’s voice was strained. she was exhausted. it was the third time this week that she would be giving the girl detention. izzie just did not learn. “please sit down.” the high school teacher looked like she wanted to cry. she felt like it too. “take a seat and finish your test.” isabelle would be completing it in detention that afternoon and they both knew it. she watched the girl jump from desk to desk, papers and pencils flying in her wake. why was she like this? what did she gain from coming to detention several times a week? ruth knew that she was supposed to be sending a student who misbehaved to this extent directly to the principal's office. she just didn’t have the heart to do so. she wanted to help her, not punish her. it was clearly a cry for attention. ruth was a natural caring and nurturing soul. “if you don’t want to learn please stop disrupting the others that do.” with a final sigh, she just gave up. “we’ll discuss it in detention. please go sit at the back of the room?” did izzie want detention? clearly, she did. ruth just didn’t understand why.

[vrnvuld]

Louise Glück, Seizure

Andrea Salvatori, Testone

Mikko Harvey, Wind-Related in the Wheatfield

Jane Austen, Letters

Ruth Awad, In the gloaming, in the roiling night

Anne Sexton, A Self Portrait in Letters

Eden Robinson, Writing Prompts for the Broken-hearted

this is like a massive post because this is also our final farnauld playlist that's made of four parts. it's meant to tell their full story <3 can't say we really expect anyone to read through this or even check the songs but if someone wants a really weird playlist, u can listen to it here xx

ACT I: WE JUST PLAY ALONG, COME ON, COME ON

001. TRY TRY TRY --- RACHAEL SAGE. 002. I’M NOT CALLING YOU A LIAR --- FLORENCE + THE MACHINE. 003. COME ON --- WHITE LIES. 004. ON DIRECTING --- TEGAN & SARA. 005. POISON --- VAULTS.  006. EVERY BREATH YOU TAKE --- DENMARK + WINTER. 007. CANDLES --- DAUGHTER. 008. WICKED TEETH --- CIARAN LAVERY. 009. AFFECTION --- AMBER RUN.

this is the part where they get together. they're off-balance. he's playing his own game and she's trying to make everything work together. this is the first time cracks begin to form within the croÿ ranks. this part of the playlist is a mixture of songs that are fairly dark. the most notable lyrics can be found in ' poison ': " we both know you're sweet and blind / palm struck on the floor // won't you let me poison your heart ? ". isa posted this part of the playlist years ago and it's here x.

ACT II: THERE'S HISTORY IN A SCAR

010. PURGE --- ALLIE X. 011. WE USED TO LAUGH / 9 TO 9 --- FLORA CASH. 012. HYENA --- THE EDITORS. 013. LIFFEY --- PILLOW QUEENS. 014. SPIDERS --- THE EDITORS. 015. TIME COMES IN ROSES --- BESS ATWELL. 016. I'M NOT YOURS --- ANGUS & JULIA STONE. 017. PETRICHOR --- KEATON HENSON.

this would be the post-break up era. their numerous conversations and arnauld's relentless bullying. the wounds were raw, incredibly so and arnauld had a need to show her the mistake she had made by cutting him so. fanni on the other hand struggled between feeling proud of her decision and knowing she had let go of more than just a person she loved: it was the opportunity to build a life outside of her family. both of them tormented each other just by existing. it was difficult to hate someone you loved. it was difficult to despise someone you had known so well. the sensitivity eventually made space for some sort of a relationship. they could hold conversations. they could blackmail each other and remind the other how deep their knowledge of the other went. the first two songs most certainly represent fanni and her struggles. in ' purge ' we get the lines: " you went anyway, but all of your chains / and ropes holding me stayed in place " and " every word you told me left such a rancid taste in my mouth / i can't purge you ". we had ' we used to laugh / 9 to 9 " on every edit back in 2019. it was such a perfect song for them at that time. " you said i won't ever leave your side no one else is worth my while no one else is worth my while were you like that all the time ? did you repeat this from 9 to 9 ? never come back never come back you put a hole in and opened up my heart put me down in my darkest dark we used to laugh we used to laugh " then we have the editors songs that got chosen for the darkness. arnauld was doing his best to get fanni to beg for forgiveness. the bitterness was felt constantly. ' liffey ' on the other hand is arnauld's realization that he's not in charge of himself or the situation. he is absolutely ruined and she holds far too much power — it's not just arnauld who knows secrets and ways to manipulate the other, fanni's just as capable !

ACT III: WHEN I LOSE MY HEAD, I LOSE MY SPINE

018. COOL ABOUT IT --- BOYGENIUS. 019. LUCKY FOR YOU --- NOVO AMOR, GIA MARGARET. 020. I MISS YOU, I'M SORRY --- GRACIE ABRAMS. 021. DAYDREAMS --- EXES. 022. SEABED --- NANNA. 023. LATE NIGHT TALKS --- DEPORTEES. 024. HEAVENLY --- CIGARETTES AFTER SEX 025. HOPELESS WANDERER --- MUMFORD & SONS. 026. THAT'S WHEN ( TV ) --- TAYLOR SWIFT.

this part is about their healing journey. when the mind games stopped. when it was just two people. a fairly wholesome part in their story. they had affection for one another and perhaps for the first time they did not have some role to play. it was just friendship ( or at least as platonic a relationship as it could be between these two ). some codependency issues existed, of course. fanni needed a shoulder. arnauld liked being needed by her. ' late night talks ' is possibly the most spot on song in part iii. in it we get: " the phone rings / in the middle of the night / i can tell you're upset / i'm here / and i'm ready to work ". ' seabed ' is incredibly touching too and probably our favourite track. it's a good peek into fanni's fragile state of mind. " and you caught me off guard, and / i was never lonely / but now i'm feeling like an only child / let me sink into you arms / you're the ocean floor / i guess i just needed that ". the songs in this section are vulnerable and beautiful. ' lucky for you ' has a line that made it earn its spot: " and i'm not what i thought i would be without you ".

ACT IV: I'VE OUTGROWN THE PAST

027. I WANT YOU --- MO. 028. YOU'RE SO COOL --- NICOLE DOLLANGANGER. 029. LIGHTS CHANGING COLOR --- STARS. 030. LIVING ROOM, NY --- LAURA STEVENSON. 031. SIGNAL FIRE --- SNOW PATROL. 032. BLOODCLOT / ANDVAKA --- NANNA. 033. CRACK THE SHUTTERS --- SNOW PATROL. 033. SEND FOR ME --- THE NATIONAL. 034. THIS LAND IS MINE --- DIDO. 035. THIS LOVE (TV) --- TAYLOR SWIFT. 036. I WILL FOLLOW YOU INTO THE DARK --- MIYA FOLICK. 037. COSMIC LOVE --- FLORENCE + THE MACHINE. 038. SHALLOWS --- DAUGHTER.

this is the happily-ever-after part because they've been so sad for such a long time. we seriously considered not having them end up together but they deserve each other <3 <3 this section has love songs but we managed to sprinkle a few darker ones too because fanni and arnauld have never been simple and sweet. ' this love ' is probably the stand out song, it seems so fitting ! i mean c'mon: " this love is alive back from the dead / these hands had to let it go free, and / this love came back to me ". not to make things too cheesy though we have ' lights changing color ', which is by no means a negative song but it's more about staying out of one's head and, well, happy ! " when you find that the ones that keep you lifted / love them 'cause they keep you out of your head / they keep you out of your head / they keep you steady ". the songs are quite mellow and sound pretty fragile in a sense, save for a few tracks. the last two songs are more abstract. ' cosmic love ' is possibly one of the most beautiful songs on this playlist and to ever exist. i can see their devotion to each other growing into something blinding. this maybe relates to fanni more, she seems more likely to make love and her life with arnauld the only thing she surrounds herself with. there's just that and nothing else. but... arnauld is not too far from this state. he'll be able to reason with himself and he has his duties, but considering how recklessly he acts all things fanni... " i took the stars from my eyes and then i made a map / and knew that somehow i could find my way back / then i heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too / so i stayed in the darkness with you... " the playlist ends with ' shallows ' because it was so serene. serene and hauntingly beautiful. it's a sister-song to ' i will follow you into the dark '. when one parts from this world, will the other come find them when it's time ?

[full-tiltboogiearc]

The taste of blood touches Katydid's tongue as she bites down on her bottom lip, struggling to read the other and exactly what she wants. She senses an amalgam of fear and confusion, maybe some interest. Usually, other humans are more straightforward with their thoughts and emotions.

So she waits for a second after being told 'no,' her legs stiff. She swallows.

What's this about a 'thank you'?

Katydid shakes her head, offering a polite chuckle, because that's what people do, right? When they do good deeds. She'd seen it from afar, when the mailman delivered today's bills and junk mail or when the little girl gets her ice cream from the stand on the boardwalk. The person who did the good deed always says something like, don't mention it or any time or of course.

She's not sure she has it in her to be so casual when the situation at hand is anything but that.

"No problem," she mimics. "You don't owe me anything."

"n-no--"

she's getting real sick of all the stammering. ruth allows herself a second to just breathe, and manages to steady her voice. "no. i haven't thanked you yet, properly..."

shit. her eyes keep drifting back to the man. he looks like he might be okay after all -- she assumes that's what the woman was doing, just a second ago. at least that worry has been taken care of.

it's messing with ruth. she's not getting that feeling of recognition when she feels like she really should be. something is going on here that she can't pinpoint. whatever it is, it's not normal (ruth means that in the most neutral way possible), but she doesn't like the not-knowing. especially when it involves so much blood.

still a little shaken, but more present than before, ruth smiles. small, but grateful. "thank you. i owe you for that."

[aemiron-main]

ARE THERE ANY OTHER CREELS I SHOULD KNOW ABOUT??? (Is Sam Owens Victor Creel in the Edward Timeline?)

Okay. Bear with me, guys. Open your minds to this curiosity voyage, PLEASE.

So, Sam Owens. The weirdly mysterious guy who’s connected to a lot of things and knows a lot but can’t quite be pinned down. I think he might be Victor Creel from another timeline. PLEASE hear me out on this one.

So, the parallels between Victor’s costuming and Owens’ costuming have haunted me for a long time. Owens wears the same sort of beige cardigan with dark buttons that Victor wears on the porch, and in general, they share the “cardigan with collared shirt”, look.

But there’s even more parallels. For example, this shot parallel:

And both of then referring to “evil”:

And obviously, we have this Victor, in Pennhurst, so this one cant be Owens:

If this Victor/Pennhurst Victor has a son named Henry, though, and a daughter named Alice, what about the Edward timeline Victor? What about the one that had a wife named Alice and a daughter named Virginia? What happened to him?

Well…

A slightly different Victor, from a slightly different timeline.

“Isn’t the Victor that we see in Pennhurst older-looking than Owens?”

Yes. Which tracks PERFECTLY because the Edward timeline Victor was 35 in 1959, whereas the Henry timeline/Pennhurst Victor was 40 in 1959 and 67 in 1986. Which would put Owens/Edward Victor as 62.

And Paul Reiser himself is 67 now, so he definitely wasn’t too young to play a 62 year old.

We also see Owens call possessed Will “son,” which, if Edward is Vecna, and Will was possessed by Edward/Vecna, and Owens is Edward’s father, making Edward his son….

We also have the whole scene with Sullivan showing up to Owens’ house.

Owens specifically holds a photo of Connie Frazier- who is likely Edward timeline Alice Creel/Mother Alice and therefore would have been Owens’/Victor’s previous wife before the Creel murders happened/pre-1959/before Connie-Alice seemingly got her mind wiped by the lab, and the scene also cuts to a flashback of Connie’s death, to really hammer home the Connie/Alice aspect of it.

We also have the pillow with the roses on it RIGHT behind Owens during this whole scene (and he later sits on it)- roses, very similar to the roses on the window of the Creel door.

And we also get this line from Sullivan when he’s at Owen’s house:

A problem that Owens created… Almost like the problem is his son. Almost like his son is Edward/Vecna (the problem). Almost like Owens has/had a son that his post-Connie/Alice wife calls “Peter.” Almost like there was a “Peter,” in the lab that Brenner calls on the intercom, and almost like “Peter Ballard,” was the casting name for 001/Edward/Henry. And also the fact that Sullivan says that it was Owens/men like Owens who created this problem in the first place. First, almost like 001…..

And there’s also the fact that Nancy uses the fake name “Ruth,” when visiting Victor in Pennhurst, and that “Ruth, Nevada,” is where Owens lives, creating yet another tie between Owens and Victor.

We also have THIS line from Sullivan towards Owens:

Which, this is a WHOLE other analysis in and of itself, but there’s been something scratching at me regarding the parallels between Brenner and Mother-Virginia Creel, and if Brenner is SOMEHOW Virginia (even in the sense that there’s some weird Thing-esque shapeshifting shit going on and he pretended to be her which is also interesting considering this post that I made about how “Victor,” in the Massacre at Hawkins Lab Creel sequence holds Henry/Edward the same way that Brenner holds El), and if Owens is Victor, then that would make the “mommy and daddy,” comment track as well.

Owens also talks about how Brenner is overestimating One- almost like he knows One. Almost like he still views him as a child/less of a threat…

And there’s also the fact that in the Indianapolis Gazette/Edward timeline, Victor was found wandering along the side of the road on the morning of the murders, and like I talked about in this post, the description of him as being “slight,” and lacking fine motor skills, may point to Victor having been at Hawkins Lab for much longer than a single night. And I don’t know which Victor is which, but if Victor was in the lab on the night of the Creel murders in Edward’s timeline, then who the hell was at the Creel house? Especially since again, the “Victor,” ay the Creel house that night holds Henry/Edward the same way that Brenner holds El. Anyway, that’s a whole other can of worms.

I think that one of the Owens is Edward’s father and the other one is not (as Edward doesn’t exist outside the Edward timeline), depending on the timeline. And there’s a chance that either a.) Peter was a fake name for Edward or b.) Peter was Owens’ actual son in the timeline where Owens was NOT Edward’s father/is NOT victor creel (the Henry timeline). I’m still digging into this more to click all of the pieces together, but just wanted to get it out there today.