#courtdates

[edtumbled]

Once I start filling in #CourtDates and #DueDates, #FilingDates, #VisitDates, and #IncidentDates... A lot of those other holidays, birthdays, and special occasions dates disppear by themfuckingselves. I dont know how they can coexist in men. #GetDisgusted #ThisSocietyDoesntDeserveGoodMen #ManDisgusted #DisgustedDads https://www.instagram.com/p/CmpT7_rPIvz/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[horror-beeings-artandwriting]

May I put in a request for Headcannons of your oc's with characters you ship them with?

Of course!!

Prompt: my ocs x canon!

Charcters/ships: Rose Tea x Dark Choco, Fig Brie x Cappuccino, mulberry thorn x pitaya dragon, black iris x elder faerie, and crème caramel x second watcher!

Ship names: blood rose, Courtdate, dragons princess, inky silver, never hunt alone. TW: mentions of fantasy racism, and disability due to accident, mention of arranged marriage(between adults)

A/N this’ll be a long one folks so buckle up!!

Bloodrose: Dark Choco and Rose Tea have been aware of one another since they were children. their parents had a very good relationship. Their parents wanted to try and have them marry one anther once they grew up (only if both of them wanted to of course) but they never got that chance. Rose became the duchess of the kingdom of Tribia. While choco abandoned the cacao kingdom. They met again while he was trying with other members of the cookies of darkness to break into a museum which he thought had something they needed. Rose who was in the exhibit at the time, not knowing who they were or what they wanted kindly informed them, that everything there was in fact a replica. Rose obviously didn't recognize choco, due to the last time she saw him being about 25 years ago and when he was still the young prince, but choco recognized her instantly. due to funnily enough, the way she smelled. That sounds creepy but rose due to the type of cookie she is, smells very strongly of roses, similar to how while lily smells strongly of lilies. Choco remembered a few things about her, mainly her odd mannerisms around other cookies. Choco introduced himself under a false name. Later on, Choco applied to be one of the guards for her. not only to get more information from her, but to see if she would recognize him again. My au focuses on their relationship a bit so that's where I will leave it for bloodrose. :)

Courtdate: Fig Brie cookie and Cappuccino cookie met while he was in law school they started dating during college, then later on got married. They have been married for over 8 years now. Fig works as a court reporter while cappuccino works as a prosecutor. Fig brie cookie isn't actually a cookie, she's a cake, (Similar to Schwarzwalder) she just looks more cookie like, cappuccino is aware of this and doesn't really care. Cappuccino is more introverted while Brie is more extroverted, Very black cat meets golden retriever! Cappuccino is really overprotective over brie due to Fantasy racism. (cakes aren't treated well in canon and that doesn't change in this au) they are an already established relationship in my au :) and play a small role :3

dragons princess: Mulberry and Pitaya get a wonderful start to their relationship, IE Pitaya starts beefing with one of her guards and like any normal princess, knocks them out. They get better I swear!! Pitaya wakes up to mulberry putting ice on their cheek, pitaya is into strong women...so safe to say they start smitten, due to and I quote "She isn't afraid of me, and has a great punch!" Mulberry apologizes for punching them asking them if they are alright, and making them something to eat. as they get to know each other better due to pitaya insisting on helping her out of the dragons valley, they find out she's supposed to get married to someone she hasn't even met before. Pitaya. Doesn't like this. So later that day, pitaya wakes her up, and explains in their extremely subtle way that they are in fact a dragon and they can fake a kidnapping, to get her out of this marriage. Mulberry originally thinks they are kidding, until they show her their wings and tail. Mulberry agrees to this plan, and they pull it off! In the au takes place after this event, so mulberry and pitaya are "Dragon married" idk how to put it, mates? eh, and she resides in the dragons valley. :)

inky silver: morticia and gomez core <3 we love old people in love, and thats what they are! Elder faerie and Black Iris have been married for a couple hundred years at this point, and Iris still looks like she's in her 30s. Due to being vampire <3 they're just very loving towards one another and take on a parental role to while lily when she first comes to the fairy kingdom! Black iris is more reserved, staying behind the curtin, helping him make choices. when they were younger, Iris had just been turned and got chased into beast yeast...she was scared and couldn't go out in the sun anymore. so when Elder Faerie took her in she was grateful. She never hid the fact she was quote "A blood sucking beast" Faerie didn't care though. He uses his wings to cover iris during the day or, has stuff held at night so she can join! Again minor- major role here, since the fairy kingdom wont show up for a while in my au!

never hunt alone: This is the ship between Creme Caramel and Second watcher. Creme was born and raised in the cacao kingdom, her sister is actually caramel arrow cookie. She grew up along side both her sister and the second watcher. Creme caramel was trained to be one of the more ruthless warriors, not to stay in the cacao kingdom but to clean up loose ends after the war. While second watcher became a watcher! After a particularity bad mission Cacao told Creme she could not continue hunting, at for a while and when she got back, she couldn't go alone. Creme, now has to walk with a cane, but her faithful comrade Watcher doesn't let her feel useless, Their relationship similar to Rose tea and Choco builds throughout the AU!

Hope you enjoy, sorry for the wall of text!

[prettykikimora]

I'm scared a little though see i had them send a copy of my newspaper article to the judge about a month ago now and I just haven't heard anything from the courthouse about that but I paid for them to give them a copy so they ostensibly have it, and they tell me I gotta pay them a 10 dollar fee 72 hours before the hearing, and I sent them the money 104 hours before the hearing here just so it's not lost in the weeds like money that came around a month ago for whatever reason it just gets forgotten and what not. Anyways I send them that receipt and the news article again for good measure to both the judge's general email and the clerk who gave me the courtdate info just for good measure. It's dated and official. I'm just nervous for whatever reason something could fuck up. I did everything right I'm just scared it could fuck up.

[mueritos]

If it's not too invasive to ask, how did you go about changing your name? Did you get a lawyer to help with your case or go in on your own? What kind of questions were asked in court? Was the process as a whole easy to do?

I did not get a lawyer! You don't really need one. I changed my name in PA, and the process can be different according to your state and county. I was actually counseled through the trans organization that gave me my name change grant, PA Trans Equity, and they have instructions on their website. Overall, the process was easy, just tedious and a bit nervewracking if youve never been to court.

You start out filling out paperwork and then getting your fingerprints in order. You fill out the name change application and the waiver for the publication fee (which you can waive if you can prove that publishing your name change publicly can put you at risk of danger, which isnt hard to prove), and then you get your finger prints done.

You show up to court with a couple hundred bucks (I had $300 with me) and you're instructed on where to go. Usually you go down to the prothonotary office where they make copies and then tell you to go to a courtroom. Making copies may cost you a fee. There you sign in and then wait until youre called in, where you might have to wait a little until it's your turn. Once they call you up to the podium, you say something along the lines of "good morning/afternoon your honor, I am requesting to petition for a name change". They might ask you why and that's easy to explain. If all goes well, the Judge will ask when you're available to come in for the hearing, they'll approve the petition and the waiver, and then you're given your next courtdate.

Afterward, you go back down to the prothonotary office where they will make copies of the second hearing. They'll usually tell you to go to a recorders office where you need to pick up paperwork to get notarized that basically says you owe nobody any debt/mortage. Being in court and going back and forth between offices can take up to 3-4 hours.

Between your next court date, you'll have to get that form signed by a notary. Mine cost $5 bucks and I found one across the street from where I live. Super easy and takes no time.

At your next court date, you take all of your documents back and your notarized form. You head down to the recorders office before your court hearing and they sign off and give you a copy for the judge. Then you head to the courtroom and wait until your turn. It can take up to a few hours until your turn. Once you're in, you do the whole shebang all over again "your honor Im here for name change", they might ask you why you changed certain parts of your name (they asked about me adding on another last name and if its for fraud, just say no obviously lol) and you have to just flat out say youre a transgender person. Show up to your hearing in the preferred clothing of your gender, it can help prove that you're forreal about the change (lol). If all goes well, you're only at the podium for a few minutes as the judge signs off on stuff. The copies are sent to the prothonotary office.

Afterward, you head to the prothonotary and buy as many copies of the court order as you need. I bought ten and it cost me $58. Once you get those copies, you're officially you!

It took me about a month to get everything settled, but it was very quick because my county is pretty liberal and the judges sign off on a lot of folks who go through the org who helped me :) Again, this can be different according to your county, so i suggest calling your local court administration office and asking them to send you a packet for name change application. They'll mail it over for free and even explain some stuff for ya. The packet should include the application and instructions. Good luck!

[tht1person123]

i cant find anything online does anyone know how long does it take to receive a courtdate or update after submitting papers for a name change cause its been a month and i haven’t heard anything

[bryan-ward-homes]

You think I would get this....right. I negotiate real estate sales agreement addendums for extensions. Does this mean my ticket is post-poned? Or is there a bench warrant in my future because I didn't pay today? Hey can you write these off if it was work related showing houses? #speedingticket #courtdates #sherwoodoregon is pretty downtown (at Sherwood, Oregon) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_pqRBYBh-6/?igshid=1j1hhiq2eilak

[1stgrandprize]

TAGS ON THE GO✔ SAME DAY SERVICE✔ TAG RENEWALS✔ PICKED UP & DELIVERED✔ TRAFFIC CITATIONS✔ SUSPENDED LICENSE✔ RED LIGHT CAMERA TICKETS✔ NO POINTS NO COURT NO TRAFFIC SCHOOL FOLLOW US OR DM US NOW @tagsonthego @tagsonthego #tagsonthego #samedaydelivery #samedayservice #wynwood #courtdates https://www.instagram.com/p/Bz9XEjmFnNf/?igshid=1vnpsdife7rmh

[paraphraze615]

So, how it be suspended? #Spongebob #SpongebobMemes #SpongebobSquarepants #SpongebobsDriversLicense #DriversLicense #SuspendedLicense #SuspendedDriversLicense #MrsPuffsBoatingSchool #BikiniBottom #BikiniBottomCourthouse #CourtDates (at Bikini Bottom) https://www.instagram.com/p/BxZ3-nhBbxs/?igshid=1rmadpd5u82pq

[irradiated-cutie]

Hahahahahaha I can’t get my meds until August I’m gonna fucking kill myself

[asraspeaks2]

Update

Both the Ex and his asshole wife were violated on the PPOs. I have a court date coming in two weeks. I'm tired, but need to fight...for myself and my kids. This is the last time I'm doing this with these monsters. My friend K said go for the jugular and end their crazy shit.

My anxiety is bad. No sleep. Heartburn so bad I cam feel it in my ears.

I spoke to my attorney today and she was hopeful. But things can change in the courtroom.

Just tired.

[mnmeusablog]

Shop. Save. Repeat. 764 West Market St Suite A1 Rear Parking Lot Akron, OH #quickfix #newjob #courtdate #urinetest #akron #420 #probation #sports #athlete #420 #bargains #deals #lifehack #mnmeusa #traphut #yoga #Fruitypebbles #chemdawg #mimosa #og #girlscoutcookies #ohio #highlandsquare #vape #weekendvibes #oilcartridge #norml #help (at Marley & Me Novelty Shop) https://www.instagram.com/p/BrJLUa1nyOj/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1cyl3gc5nec4u

[tfauthor]

It's done. #namechange #genderneutral #GNC #gncthings #courtdate

[shadowfoxy]

I met with an attorney to discuss some legal documentation and to receive advice on how to proceed. It was all positive.

[woeohtherot]

thinking about everyones reaction to adam being abused….. thinking about his head slamming into the railing and him seeing the bmw’s brake lights come on… how ronan was watching so closely and came back… gansey and ronan literally running to the courthouse to testify even though adam hadnt even told them about the courtdate…

[bloodstaindfaze]

Gettin' Dressed for Court @ 2 PM with Evidence in hand ✋ . . . . . #RestrainingOrder #RestrainingOrderCourt #Court #CourtDate #HereWeGo #Evidence #EvidenceInHand #LetsGo #TRUTH #BSF #BloodStaindFaze #BloodStainedFaze (at Sherburne County, Minnesota) https://www.instagram.com/p/B5BMJROHOAD/?igshid=44xdm3xbfphj

[obislittleone]

Intelligent Insanity

2/?

Jerome Valeska x Reader

Yeah um so this took a while... sorry.

Series Summary: Two lives can start very differently, but it's never the beginning that makes the story. It's the the journey the lives take that eventually bring them down the same path.

Warnings: angst, sadness... it's a short chapter so not much

I did not run away before the police arrived. I had silently asked the voices in my head what to do, but they didn't respond. Maybe they were only there to help me once.

I sat still on the rooftop, while the crime scene I'd formed was being examined. I was quiet the whole time, hoping that maybe they'd pass me by when done. After talking with the boys who were in the building across, witnessing the events when they happened, they had come back to me.

A blonde haired man approached me slowly, with every intention of what I thought was genuine kindness. The man behind him, not so much. His partner, as I assumed, was impatient, and acted as if I was wasting time with all this.

"I'm detective James Gordon, I need to speak with you." The blonde man said, kneeling dowm in front of me.

I nodded in understanding, waiting for him to continue.

"I've spoken with at least four eye witnesses that have told me they saw firsthand when you pushed the man over the wall." He proposed. He awaited a reply, so I gave one.

'I did push him.' But the words never left my mouth. Instead, my hand moved in sync with my brain, fingerspelling every word while it rested by my side. Gordon didn't even see it.

"I'm going to assume you know what you've done." He filled in the blanks when I was still silent. "I need you to tell me everything that happened... your account of the story."

He really was a good cop. The man behind him just kept pacing back and forth in the background, as if he had better places to be. Truth was, he did.

"Can we hurry up? The Wayne case is ten times more important than this." The bearded man spoke with such rational rage, avoiding any eye contact with me though I glanced directly at him.

"Give me ten minutes." Gordon dismissed his partner before turning back to me. "Go ahead."

I opened my mouth to speak, but all of a sudden, I literally could not remember how to utter any words. Again my fingers took hold of the words I wanted to say.

'He tried to attack me again, so I pushed him before he could touch me.' My face contorted into one of anger. For some reason I didn't understand the look he was giving me. Surely he knew what I was saying.

"I only have so much time to be here, you have to tell me." He tried to coax an answer from my mouth, but he wasn't going to get one.

'Can't you hear me?'

My eyes started to fill with tears and I began to go mad with the thought that I was simply being ignored as I tried to give the information needed.

"Look, I'm trying to help you. I can only do so much if you don't talk to me." He raised his voice, getting slightly more agressive with me by the minute.

'I'm trying to!' I was tired out, with tears streaming down my face. I shook with fear of the fact that no one might ever hear me again.

"Just tell me this... did he hurt you? In any way?" This was the last straw for him, and I could tell. I decided that the best I could possibly do to answer him would be simple. I nodded.

He could not hear a word I said but he saw the up and down movement of my head, and he did the same in return.

"Alright. I'm going to do what I can." He said with a sad, sympathetic smile. He stood and turned from me, walking back to his partner that was chomping at the bit to leave.

I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding, and before I could even realize what my future probably looked like, all I could think of was how the cop couldn't hear me speak.

-

The courtdates came and went, and sadly, it looked as though there wasn't enough proof to set me free. Even my neighbor, Mrs. Delancey wasn't sure of what my home life looked like. She only knew I liked pancakes in the morning before I started my chores. No one knew the strain of my life before the death of my uncle, so unfortunately the case was closed indubitably, and ruled in the favor of my dead relative.

Due to the facts on the matter, being that I was emotionally unstable in the presence of any human that tried to converse with me, and that I physically could not talk, I was given a diagnosis instead of a sentence. I was clinically insane. Even the best of the doctors in this city brushed aside my rapid fingerspelling as simply just "spastic jolts to let out energy".

I didn't understand why they couldn't hear me either. The best doctors couldn't listen to me talk. Maybe I really was crazy. All the words I'd said so loudly and yet not an ear could be lent on my struggling sentences.

"Put her name on the list. She'll be one of the first transfers." I heard one of the doctors say.

I wrung my hands around within the cuffs they were bound in. I hated having to wear these around. They were uncomfortable and quite unnecessary. I wouldn't ever harm anyone again after the incident. Truly even that was justified, merely an act of self defense, though no one would be able to obtain that knowledge when they could not hear the person who spoke of it.

I waited for my escort to come back, but instead I was lead away by a nurse, taken to a bug truck and shoved in the back of it. Where it was off to, I had no idea, but they never really told me any of these things. Surely they knew I could still hear them.

The ride wasn't long, but it sure was bumpy. I counted at least four potholes that jolted me in my seat, and felt the ridges of at least one bridge. We must be out by those filthy docks, or at least somewhat close to them. I could smell the mustyness though the slits in the thick metal door.

I was taken out of the truck upin arrival, and when I saw the place we'd come to, I inwardly let out a laugh. This must be a joke.

Arkham Asylum, Hospital for the criminally insane.

I was not a criminal, and I definitely was not insane. It was not my fault people couldn't hear me speak, but theirs for not listening, or looking, rather.

By the end of the day I was thrown in a striped jumpsuit, and shown to my room. It was dark at night, and the florescent lighting was broken, so my small fear of the dark had increased while trying to sleep.

This was my new life. Imprisonment. Doing time for possibly the rest of my life, knowing that I could not help what was happening to me. Some people were born lucky, and some people were not. I wasn't in either of those categories, for I was born into pure misery, and luck ain't got nothing to do with it.

Some people say they won't let themselves be beat. I was beat was I was born. There is no climbing the mountain for me, and I kmew that going forward, no matter what life put in my way, it would never be pleasant. I bore the hardships so that someone else didn't have to.

Drifting off to a weary sleep, I craved only one thing in my life: stability.