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: Iâve 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 buttonsâŠ
Nynaeve: Sorry, iâm 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: Thatâs 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. Itâs not even incorrect wot anymore youâre just recycling canon quotes
Tuon: We have your wife, Min.
Rand: Oh you donât have her, she has you.
Tuon: What?
Rand: Good luck.
Nynaeve: What was it you were hoping Iâd 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, youâre the nicest person on this planet. Iâd believe cartoon birds braided your hair this morning.
Elayne thatâs gay
Like seriously⊠LoC ch40:
Unlacing her blouse, she pulled it over her head, then pushed her shift to her waist. âI love Rand alâThor, and once I let myself lie with him. I have toh, and I ask that you help me meet it.â Turning her back, she knelt in the small space available. âYou may use the stick or the knife as you wishâŠâ
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 donât reblog this is the day Iâve lost my love for life.
Elayne: Why donât you ever call me by pet names?
Aviendha: You donât remember what happened last time? I called you âmy loveâ 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.