yeah-well

anonymous asked:

Are you sure about this? - make it fluffy! 🤗

“Are you sure about this?” Mulder’s voice is warm and quiet, causing Scully to open her eyes; she must have dozed off about the same time as William, who is no longer in her arms, but right next to her in his crib.

“Hm?” Scully stretches, feels the exhaustion and soreness through her whole body and blinks at him. Mulder is holding something in front of her face. Another moment, another blink, and she recognizes William’s birth certificate.

“Are you sure about this?” He asks again with more emphasis.

“I thought we talked about it,” Scully swallows hard; her emotions are all over the place, clearly not where they should be – in check – and she feels tears well up, “You said it was fine. I can change his last name to Scully, just give me a-” another, louder sniff, “pen.”

“What? Scully, no. I’m not talking about his last name.” Mulder assures her, one of hi hands on her cheek, the other on her thigh. They’re wearing matching expressions of confusion.

“I’m talking about this.” Mulder points to the line with William’s first and middle name. 

“Oh.“ 

“Exactly, ‘oh’. So now tell me, are you sure about this? I said you could pick the name but Scully,” he bites his lip, trying to convey his message without having to actually say it. Much to his chagrin, she starts to smile.

“I like the name.”

“No you don’t.”

“I do. You just never let me call you F-” he puts a finger on her lips, raises his eyebrow, and receives a small kiss in return.

“It’s a strange name, Scully. It never did me any good.”

“It’s a middle name, Mulder.”

“Your heart is set on this, isn’t it?” She nods, her smile turning into a grin. Mulder leans over to look at their sleeping son. William Fox Mulder.  He wants to put his foot down, scratch out Fox and leave the space empty. But he trusts Scully. She knows what she’s doing, no matter what it is, so he remains quiet. Tries the name out again in his mind. William Fox Mulder. His son, their son. Mulder turns back to her and nods, sealing his and little Will’s fate.

“If he ever complains about his middle name, you’re explaining it to him.” Scully kisses him softly. It’s a deal.

cafeleningrad  asked:

Aagh... I love the Brienne-Duncan-parallel, first the shield, then the sheer height, , the good heart despite not being the most clever ones. Please let the parallel go so far that she serves a good king (becoming a King's guard knight and being the Kingslayer's right hand ;))

sorry, you’re forgetting the most important thing ie that duncan most probably banged jaime’s great-grandmother and they had a great time doing it *cough* I MEAN I ALSO LOVE EVERYTHING YOU SAID AND THEY’RE TOTALLY RELATIVES AND SHE’S TOTALLY HIS NIECE, BUT YOU FEEL ME DON’T YOU

anonymous asked:

alright im just really curious about the name bit thats happening

“HES A FUCKING ASSHOLE IS WHATS HAPPENING AND THATS IT!”

“IT IS NOT THE GREAT PAPYRUS’ FAULT THAT YOU ARE A CONFIDENCE-LESS WELP TOO ANXIOUS TO FACE A TRUTH IN THE PUBLIC. THE ONLYWAY A CREATURE LIKE YOU HAS ANY HIGHHORSE IS STANDING OFF SOMEONE YOU KICKED DOWNS BACK!”

“WELL HEY AT LEAST IM NOT A FUCKING LOSER WHO HAS TO STOOP TO THE FUCKING LOW OF TRYING TO OUT A GUY.”

“AT LEAST IM NOT A COWARD SCARED OF HIS OWN FUCKING BONES! LOOK AT THE WAY YOU RUIN YOURSELF PLUCKING THEM APART, AGONIZING OVER WONDERING WHICH PIECE BELONGED TO WHO! NEITHER OF THE PREVIOUS YOUS EXIST IT DOES NOT MATTER WHICH PART OF YOU WAS SANS OR WHICH WAS PAPYRUS, NOT THAT EITHER OF YOUR WORTH MORE THAN A GRAIN OF SALT!”

“OH YOU WOULD KNOW YOU SALTY ASS BASTARD ABOUT THE WORTH OF SALT. JUST BECAUSE MY BROTHERS WERENT LOVEY DOVEY LIKE YOU AND YOURS DOESNT MAKE THEM ANY WORSE! NOT THAT I EVEN GIVE A FLYING FUCK ABOUT THEM!”

“OH PLEASE YOU WHINE AND AGOIZE OVER WHERE YOU CAME FROM. YOU CANT GET OVER YOUR TERRIBLE PAPYRUS DISGUST IN YOUR SANS OWN BODY THAT YOU TRY AND TEAR IT OUT AND YOUR SO CONSTANTLY TERRIFIED OF THE CRUELTY OF YOUR PAPYRUS YOUR SANS IS STILL SCREAMING IN NIGHT TERRORS EVERY GOD DAMN NIGHT!”

“WHAT WOULD YOU KNOW ABOUT ME? AT LEAST YOU FUCKING HAD SANS- SANS AND THE GOD DAMN WEAPON YOU MADE SAYRUS OUT TO BE IN THAT FUCKING LAB. I HAD TWO ASSHOLES THAT HATED EACH OTHER. A FUCKER LIKE YOU- YOU WOULDNT HAVE SURVIVED, ALONE IN THERE! YOU COULDNT HANDLE IT AND YOU HAD 200% MORE SUPPORT THAN I EVER DID. OH BUT IM A FUCKING UNDERSWAP SO I SHOULD BE A FUCKING PEACHY CHEERY GUY RIGHT? BUT THATS YOU AND YOUR FUCKING BROTHERS FAULT BECAUSE THE GUY I GOT SWAPPED WITH WAS FUCKING CHILLER, THE FUCKING ASSHOLE YOU LOVED OH SO MUCH BUT NOOOOO, IM THE LITTERAL WORST! IM LITTERALLY THE COMBINATION OF HIM AND SAYRUS YOU ABSOLUTE DICKAND THATS YOUR FUCKING FAULT.”

So many people are shitting on the new Mass Effect…like it’s kinda hard to stay exited when everyone is like “BOOO WHAT A FUCKING PIECE OF GARBAGE BOOO FOR REAL THROW EVERY COPY OF THIS FUCKING GAME INTO A FUCKING PIT AND SET THAT SHIT ON FIRE! WOW I PITY EVERY IDIOT WHO PREORDERD THIS DISGUSTING WORTHLESS STUPID GAME! HAVEN’T YOU LEARNED ANYTHING? BIOWARE IS STUPID. OH MY GOD OHHH MYYYYY GGGGGGGGOOOD”

….you know?
Makes me kinda sad.
I mean I know there are still people who are looking forward to ME:A…but sadly, mostly I’m seeing people complain.

cockblock much
  • talia and gared: (just hanging out)
  • maester ortengryn: *puts his hands between them and splits them apart* make room for jesus
  • talia: but christianity doesn't exist in westeros
  • maester ortengryn: *pushes them even further apart* make room for the seven