kingoftrashcans-blog:

I read a bunch of those “soul-mate names on your wrist” Tuckington AUs that were all so sad.  All about them finding out each others name when it’s too late. 

But what about what where Tucker is sitting around griping about how “his soulmate has generic white boy name so how is he ever going to find him?” while Wash is passing by and makes the comment “Well at least he has an easy name.  The first thing I have to ask my soul mate is how the hell do you pronounce La- Lav – Lerv- Larvknee-” and then he pulls down his sleeve to try and pronounce the name written there for the billionth time in his life.

And there’s just a shocked, quiet whisper from Tucker:  “It’s Lavernius you generic dick.”