Aviendha: You saved my life. I owe you toh.
Elayne: That's ok. You can just date me and we'll call it even.
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@wheelofdisasters
Aviendha: You saved my life. I owe you toh.
Elayne: That's ok. You can just date me and we'll call it even.
Lan, to Nynaeve: Iāve decided to see your threat against my life as flirting.
I hate to say it, but I'm starting to think Wheel of Time has too many characters for me.
I took a short break between books 5 and 6. And now with every noble named I find myself wondering if I should know their name or remember them. And then there are some characters that did something three books ago that I have to try to recall. And then there are some characters from a few books ago that I miss and want to hear more from. (Hurin! Where did he go! What happened to him! Is he coming back! Bestie!)
And I get that's high fantasy. And it's fine to miss a name or a detail or two. But idk. It's starting to get a BIT much for me.
Maybe I'll start to keep a list. Idk.
Better start the list to keep insanity at bay.
Start the list with Ilyena, just like Rand.
Is this how polyamory works?
*ordering a cake over the phone*
Baker: And what do you want the cake to say?
Mat: *covering the phone* Do we want a talking cake?
Nynaeve: Give me the bloody phone.
Mat: If we put Nynaeve and Faile in a room, who would come out crying first?
Perrin: The room.
Moghedien: You really push all my buttonsā¦
Nynaeve: Sorry, iām still looking for mute
False. Nynaeve would never apologize.
Nynaeve: Guys! Drop everything!
Aviendha, carrying Elayne: No, this is worth a fortune. I'm not going to drop it.
Nynaeve: My middle name is danger.
Lan, booping her on the nose: Thatās a lie, your middle name is cutie pie.
*a minute later*
Lan: *sprints by with Nynaeve chasing him*
Moiraine: Blood and ashes, Lan. Not again.
Rand: I never thought someone could actually love me. I'm a handful
Mat: Is that why you need at least six hands to handle you?
Rand: it costs $100 to go see a
therapist.
Rand: but it costs $0 to tell myself
"it do be like that sometimes"
Nynaeve and Min: RAND NO!
Bro we talked about this. Itās not even incorrect wot anymore youāre just recycling canon quotes
Tuon: We have your wife, Min.
Rand: Oh you donāt have her, she has you.
Tuon: What?
Rand: Good luck.
Nynaeve: What was it you were hoping Iād bring to the table - quiet obedience? No. I bring the storm, I bring chaos and imminent destruction. You made a mistake.
Lan: *looking at the burnt food* Just let me cook.
Elayne: Wait you believe me?
Aviendha: Elayne, youāre the nicest person on this planet. Iād believe cartoon birds braided your hair this morning.
Elayne thatās gay
Like seriously⦠LoC ch40:
Unlacing her blouse, she pulled it over her head, then pushed her shift to her waist. āI love Rand alāThor, and once I let myself lie with him. I have toh, and I ask that you help me meet it.ā Turning her back, she knelt in the small space available. āYou may use the stick or the knife as you wishā¦ā
This could have been worse, much worse. It could have been Berelain. Since it had to be somebody, it might as well be Aviendha.
The day I donāt reblog this is the day Iāve lost my love for life.
Elayne: Why donāt you ever call me by pet names?
Aviendha: You donāt remember what happened last time? I called you āmy loveā and you passed out.
Elayne:
Birgitte:
Elayne, blushing: WELL WHAT ELSE WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO?
Nynaeve: *holding up a book* Everything about our group is written in these pages.
Mat: What is it?
Nynaeve: The DSM 5.