#love through lifetimes

[flwrkid14]

Tim Drake Loves Like Odysseus

If there’s one thing Tim Drake knows, it’s patience. He’s spent his whole life waiting—for approval, for recognition, for love. And when Danny Fenton crashes into his life, wild and untamed like the storm Tim never knew he needed, Tim feels like he’s found the one person who makes the wait worth it.

It’s funny, really. How Tim’s life echoes that of his past. Odysseus had Penelope, his constant, the woman he loved with every part of his being. She was his reason to fight, to survive, to return. And now, in this life, it’s Danny. Danny, who smiles at him like he’s the only person in the room, who pulls Tim in close with his easy laughter and gentle teasing.

Danny is Tim’s Penelope, his anchor in a world of chaos.

Tim doesn’t even realize how much of his past love has bled into this life until he’s sitting next to Danny on the couch one night. Danny’s head is on his shoulder, their hands loosely intertwined, and Tim just knows. This—he—is what he’s been fighting for.

It’s not the missions, or the victories, or even the Bat family’s approval. It’s Danny. He loves Danny with a quiet, fierce devotion, the same way Odysseus loved Penelope, with all the yearning and determination that had kept him alive through countless trials.

Tim would do anything for him.

And it’s not always easy. There are nights when Danny’s off fighting his own battles, and Tim waits, holding his breath, just like Penelope had done for Odysseus all those years ago. He knows what it’s like to wait for the person you love, to wonder if they’ll come back to you. But the thing is, Tim knows Danny will always come back. Just like Odysseus returned to Ithaca, no matter how long the journey or how hard the trials.

And when Danny does come back? When he wraps his arms around Tim, pressing a kiss to his temple, Tim feels that same relief, that same overwhelming love that he remembers Odysseus felt the moment he saw Penelope again.

It’s not just that Tim loves Danny. It’s that he waits for him. Fights for him. Lives for him, with the same depth and determination that had driven Odysseus through years of war and hardship, all for the woman he loved.

Tim may not be Odysseus anymore, not fully, but the love? That kind of love transcends lifetimes.

Because Danny is Tim’s Penelope, and no matter what this life throws at them, Tim will always find his way back to him.

[rendevok]

step into the light

what do you see?

my sun,

my stars

shining on me

[sefynarose]

okay but something i keep thinking about is the fact that mc, Rafayel, Zayne, Xavier and Sylus are currently all in the same timeline/lifetime. in the main story we’ve interacted with all four so far, and we’ve learned through their cards/myth/scenes about their past with mc and what has brought them here now. so is it not a fact that they are all SIMULTANEOUSLY pining and craving for her?! a man who betrayed a god, a man who betrayed his kingdom & people x 2, a man who?? well we aren’t sure for sylus just yet but LISTEN!! If the ending of this game is that she only chooses ONE the rest of them are fucked. they’re screwed in this lifetime and have to watch their soulmate, the love of their life go with ANOTHER. that’s absolutely insane

[heymacy]

IAN GALLAGHER + his journey with bipolar disorder

╰┈➤ “At times, being bipolar can be an all-consuming challenge, requiring a lot of stamina and even more courage, so if you’re living with this illness and functioning at all, it’s something to be proud of, not ashamed of." - Carrie Fisher

[itspileofgoodthings]

always thinking about when I was talking to a friend about IX about Ben’s death and she said “there was a whole lifetime in his smile” and I just. think about that forever.

[codenameregnar]

Genuinely I really do love all the post canon stuff concerning Garak and the castellanship and how that particular path of growth impacts his character and is colored by his past. However, to me in my heart, he went on to live a soft and quiet life with his devoted husband Julian Bashir in their cozy shed tending to his orchids and only tangentially involved with politics. And nothing bad ever happened to either one of them ever again.

[biblically-accurate-dca]

one of the most appealing and compelling attributes (to me at least) of the d//ca is the way they're 1.) horrifically underqualified and ill-suited for the job they have to do, 2.) they're forced to do it anyway Or Else, and 3.) the job involves being the sole caretaker for impressionable and fragile toddlers and children

it's so funny in such a tragic way. it's essentially the "human"ized culmination of faz ent's business practices and moral standards. it's extremely ineffective and extremely dangerous but it's cheap and it technically works so here it stays... and that's so fucking interesting to me!!!

so it kind of boggles my mind that the popular opinion is that they're actually good with kids?

idk i just think that if you're going to engage with the d//ca as a character (you know, the character from the "criminal negligence that leads to children being killed" franchise) you need to accept that they've canonically hurt a lot of people and that they're also perpetuating the deadly cycle that enables them to do that. simply because they exist. because they are a robot owned by a company that values profit above lives.

they hurt children not because they actually want to! but because they were put into a position of power over those children, and it's a position that they're not, and probably never will be, capable of doing properly. they hurt children because they are literally in cahoots with a serial killer (who is also part of that deadly cycle, and who is just as reluctant to do this, and who was also forced into a position of power by forces beyond their control) who targets these children because they are the easiest group to target.

and if you're deliberately making the choice to ignore this then you're simply not engaging with the actual character anymore lol (not like that's stopped anyone though)

[jerys]

thinking abt merlin through the ages contending with the fact that arthur is still so present in the land. in mythology in legend in fairytales told to children in books and films and countless other forms of memory. throughout the world he is remembered still, and yes it isn't really him they're remembering, it's the legend of him, the myth, the heroic fool's gold shimmer of his legacy. but he's still here.

[caorl]

at least in this lifetime we're sticking together

[crazy-ache]

Francesca by Hozier is so Lucien/Elucien coded.

[lil-vibes]

big fan of chuuya just not being phased by dazai anymore. the ada judge just how Off The Hinges a plan is by chuuya's reaction, if hes unbothered then so are they. pm members shake in their boots just by hearing dazai's name and chuuya "i shared an apartment with him, hes so embarrassing behind closed doors" nakahara is like " ??? yall fr 🤨?"

[michyeosseo]

I am determined to take Shen Li home.

[pergaminaa]

Just thinking of the fact that Manon endured not twenty or thirty years of abuse and brainwashing, but a whole a hundred and seventeen years of that. How do you begin with undoing that? Where to even begin to fix it?

Luckily, Dorian is there and he will never give up on her. He might not have a hundred years, but he will spend every day of his life giving her the love that she deserves.

[tabithatwo]

do you think shauna learned that cells turn over completely in seven years thing in high school biology and latched onto it and had an existential crisis meltdown of nuclear proportions when it was coming up on seven years since she’d consumed jackie because none of the cells in her body were born out of the energy she got from jackie’s flesh anymore?

[baeshijima]

soulmate "we would find each other in every lifetime" au, but whenever you find each other there is always just a slight mistiming.

in some instances you meet mere moments before disaster strikes. in others you are forced to be enemies due to untimely misunderstandings. sometimes you only catch a glimpse of the other in passing before they disappear as though they never existed. there would be the odd occasion where only one of you recognised the other, with them not knowing who you are or of the history which haunts your conscience.

and then there would be times you find yourself desperately holding the other, the tears which burn tracks down your cheeks being the only source of warmth on their cold skin.

despite the unnerving predictability fate has in store for you, you both cannot help but to hope that maybe — just maybe — this next lifetime will be kinder to you both; kinder in a way that your souls are not torn apart before they can even meld together.

(though such sentiment never comes true, it doesn't stop the feeble hope from burning aflame when you cross paths every lifetime. repeatedly, incessantly, and without fail.)