#just sign the papers

[rosaalee]

I'm sorry for every single thing I put you through.

#my moodboards #7/7 #aaron west and the roaring twenties #just sign the papers #edward cullen #bella swan #edward cullen aesthetic #edward cullen/bella swan #bella swan aesthetic #lovers

[find-love-within-confusion]

I don’t want this to be the way

that I remember you

Just Sign The Papers - Aaron West and the Roaring Twenties

#aaron west and the roaring twenties #just sign the papers #dan campbell #soupy #the wonder years #the wonder years fanart #the wonder years band #the wonder years lyrics #TWY #alt rock #band fanart #alternative rock #lyric fanart #sad lyrics #emo lyrics #fanart #pop punk #alternative #pop punk bands #pop punk forever #sad songs #pop punk music #hand #hand art #hands #remember you #remember me #heart break #break up #routine maintenance

[thoughtsfromparkerave]

Just Sign The Papers — Aaron West and The Roaring Twenties

#Just Sign The Papers #Routine Maintenance #Aaron West and The Roaring Twenties #AW20 #Lyrics #wordsfromparkerave

[compare-and-conform]

Routine Maintenance

#photography #coastal weather #personal #Humboldt #bloom #cottage aesthetic #mine #sonya600 #cottagecore #just sign the papers #don’t make me stay in the room

[emilyjunk]

#personal #why is this slapping so hard rn #just sign the papers ... lets find an end to the gloom im sorry for every single thing i put you through #aaron west and the roaring twenties #just sign the papers #musak #Spotify

[hearteyesmcgarrett]

me (who has never even been in a relationship) screaming along to Just Sign the Papers by Aaron West and the Roaring Twenties:

C-C-Come on, just sign the papers

Don't make me stay in the room

I don't want this to be the way that I remember you

#have i ever been divorced? no #does this song invoke my inner hesrtbroken divorcee? yes #aaron west and the roaring twenties #just sign the papers

[danny-chase]

DickRoy wedding where Dick's failed wedding/proposal/marriage curse mixes with Roy's "every single parental figure i have dies" curse and Bruce just has a heart attack on the spot the moment he becomes Roy's father-in-law

#dick grayson #roy harper #it's funnier if they elope privately and Bruce just has a fuckin stroke the moment the papers are signed

[steakout-05]

hey wait i just had a thought. what would Data's handwriting look like. do you think whenever he has to handwrite he just perfectly prints New Times Roman in size 14 onto the paper in three seconds or something. wait imagine if he wrote in Comic Sans

#star trek #star trek tng #data soong #star trek data #data star trek #would he though #data writing in barcodes or wingdings is extremely funny to me #imagine if they all had to like sign their names on a piece of paper for some reason #and everyone has like normal handwriting with curves and mistakes and imperfections #and then data is just perfect new times roman in the middle #do you think he would mimic the imperfections of human handwriting so his doesn't look so jarring #answering my own question: yes he would

[midnights-dragon]

i see the duke of hell crowley theories and i raise to you: supreme archangel aziraphale distractedly signing papers and pausing when he reaches one that's a contract with hell, his breath catching in his throat as he recognizes the serpentine signature at the bottom.

#what are the papers for? what's the contract for? why did crowley sign it? idk man just look at the angst and appreciate it #good omens angst #good omens #duke of hell crowley #crowley x aziraphale #aziraphale #good omens s3 #good omens theory #good omens fic #?? #should i write this

[whaliiwatching]

annual winners of most annoying couple award

#spider man: into the spiderverse #spider punk #spider noir #hobie brown #noirpunk #they are married and it is OBNOXIOUS #yeah they could be lowkey with pda #or they could be the couple everyone both envies and despises #takes like eight months for them to get there but they Get There #hobie is already naturally affectionate and noir isn’t far behind #i just think.. they are… so lovely #im getting better at drawing his wicks!! aaa!!! #or at least i rlly like how i did em here #theyr in LOVE in love…. #debating whether they signed the papers and had a stranger as a witness for a wedding.. #or if they didn’t have one/arent legally married (since neither of them can in their worlds) #and just don’t care. fuck the government :)

[rosaalee]

Don't make me stay in the room, I don't want this to be the way that I remember you.

#my moodboards #6/7 #aaron west and the roaring twenties #just sign the papers #jacob black moodboard #bella swan moodboard #jacob / bella moodboard #bella/jacob moodboard #bella swan aesthetic #jacob black aesthetic

[find-love-within-confusion]

I should have let you go sooner

Just Sign The Papers - Aaron West and the Roaring Twenties

#aaron west and the roaring twenties #just sign the papers #routine maintenance #dan campbell #soupy #the wonder years fanart #the wonder years #the wonder years band #alt rock #band fanart #alternative rock #lyric fanart #sad lyrics #emo lyrics #fanart #pop punk #alternative #pop punk bands #pop punk forever #sad songs #pop punk music #hand #hand art #hands #twy #the wonder years lyrics #let you go #let you down #break up #heartbreak

[mutalieju]

I think Roman should simply start eating contracts and other paper documents as a part of his business strategy

#like matsson is gonna make them sign a paper or whatever and roman just eats it? #what is matsson gonna do about that? #succession #roman roy #he is the son of logan 'i am just gonna throw legal documents i don't like in the toilet that'll work' roy

[sarahsartistportfolio]

funny romance scenario

Reader asks character to get married to them and then quickly quietly divorce just because reader wants to change their last name(maybe just to distance themselves from their family name).

But every time reader approaches character like "ok here are the papers you need to sign for the separation. Remember to do it soon ok" Character just keeps...putting it off and making excuses why they haven't signed them yet because they secretly love being married to you.

During the time that you're "married" they secretly try to flirt with you/show you how good of a spouse they can be so in the end you hopefully forget about the divorce. Ex: they call you wifey every chance they get :)

Diluc, Xingqiu, Heizou, Alhaitham, Childe, Wriothesley, Ningguang, Lyney*, Cyno

*makes the divorce papers disappear every time you bring them to him :)

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x you #genshin impact diluc #genshin impact heizou #genshin impact hcs #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact wriothesley #genshin impact ningguang #genshin impact lyney #genshin impact cyno #genshin reader insert #genshin impact x female reader #I added Wriothesley here just based on vibes #OF COURSE Childe is here he would just smile sweetly at you and say 'no I'm not signing those papers' :) #'I'm your husband now you're stuck with me :)))' #Heizou would use the most outlandish extra excuses with you why he can't sign it just yet

[ghouljams]

To be honest, I would want to be Price and Witch’s kid instead of fuck them idk why. I have mommy and daddy issues I guess lol.

Yeah I can do that, Witch adopts a lot of people and Price... also adopts strays.

"Do you want some tea darling?" The Witch asks, crouching to be on your level, "or maybe some hot chocolate? Could perk you right up."

You think for a moment before nodding your head. You're not supposed to talk to strangers, but you've seen this witch in the neighborhood and there's something comforting about her. Her concern seems genuine as she fusses with the copper pots in her kitchen. And you really can't complain about the rich dark liquid she pours neatly into a mug for you. It certainly looks, and smells, like a melted chocolate bar. Far flung from the powdered stuff you expected.

She frowns at you for a moment, plucking at the space around you with purposeful fingers. You sip your drink, and try not to watch her too closely. She may feel warm, but her movements are alien to you, and strike at your stomach with a strange primal fear. You think it's fear, you don't quite have the word for this feeling. You're sure it will come to you.

The chocolate coats your tongue, thick and viscous, you think you can taste cinnamon under the cocoa. The Witch taps her finger against her cheek, watching you, she seems ill at ease. Obviously concerned over the strange child that's made themselves comfortable in her home. She seems to come to some conclusion, holding her hand over her mouth as she whispers something. It's inaudible and yet it fills the room, dissonant whispers echoing off the walls and collecting in a swirl of smoke.

A man steps out with a roll of his shoulders, and almost as quickly as he lays eyes on you, he's looking back at the witch.

"Where'd you get the changeling?" He asks with a raise of his brow. The Witch lets out a breath.

"Oh good, knew they felt fae," She goes to the kitchen while the man takes a seat next to you, "they just showed up, I assume they're one of the neighbor's kids."

"Is that right?" The man smiles at you, it makes his eyes crinkle at the edges, you smile back with all your teeth. He seems to like that, poking his fingers against your sides to make you giggle. "Where's your mum, hm? Can't have wandered too far off."

You shrug and the fae man nods. You like when adults don't make you talk, sometimes talking is too much. The witch taps her fingers together, thinking, while the man lets smoke swirl off his fingers. It makes little shapes and animals in the air, elephants and lions dancing around your head, butterflies flying over to distract the witch. You hold your hand out for one, and watch a lion burst into a flock of penguins to waddle across your palm.

"I can run a trace, I suppose," The Witch sighs walking closer, she crouches to be at eye level with you, "Can I have a pinch of your hair darling? I promise it won't hurt a bit."

You don't know if you want to give a witch your hair. It seems dangerous, that's how witches take control of people. You look at the man for help, surely he knows how witches work and won't let this one puppet you around. He chuckles, leaning his elbow against the table to rest his head against his fist. He nods at you.

"Go on then, I'll make sure she doesn't do anything nasty." He assures you. You look back at the Witch, who's glaring at your new friend.

"Don't make me sound so wicked," She scolds him.

"Don't need my help for that sweetheart," There's something warm in his voice, something that makes the whole house light up with warmth as the Witch bites down a smile.

She's very careful with you, pressing her fingers against your scalp as she twists hair around her fingers, plucking a few stray strands before pulling away again. She's right, it doesn't hurt. You rub your head, and she turns it back towards your mug of liquid chocolate. You think that's payment enough.

You don't watch what she does with your hair, but you feel the shiver of it. It's like a little zap of electricity, a stray shock from rubbing your socks against carpet. You wrinkle your nose at the feeling, it's not unbearable, but it's unpleasant. You consider peaking at what the Witch is doing, but you catch sight of your new fae friend first, and watching him watch her is much more interesting.

His eyes spark, and you mean that literally. There's a fire behind them that traces its way around his iris each time he blinks. A spark of gold against ice blue. A shooting star in a snowstorm. His eyes smile, and even though his fingers stop you from seeing his lips you assume they're smiling at well. You glance at the witch and see her hold up a vial of black powder to the light, her eyes studying it as she tips it one way then the other. It's not anything interesting, you don't see what's worth staring at.

"Can you make a bear?" You ask the man, he hums questioningly before looking at you. "They're my favorite," You explain.

"Can I make a bear?" He scoffs, swirling his fingers to collect the smoke. The wisps of it draw together and burst with a spark into the silhouette of a brown bear. It plods along the table top before sitting down to look around. It's a good bear.

"I know a good story about a bear," You tell him. He raises a brow, and doesn't stop you as you chatter away telling your favorite fairy tale. In fact his smoke seems to act out the scenes for you, stopping and restarting as you try to remember details. By the time you finish there's no more sound coming from the witch's work, and you're starting to notice the "lovely princess" and "handsome prince" smoke figures look a lot like your hosts.

"I called their mum," The witch tells the man, setting a cup of tea in front of him. "She should be here soon." The fae man snaps his fingers and the smoke disperses.

"One of the neighbors?" He asks, and she hums in confirmation. He tugs at her hand, pulls her down to perch on his lap with a quiet word.

"Are you alright to go home dear?" She asks you, and you think she means it. Sometimes people ask you things but they don't really want an answer, they just want to ask. You nod after a moment's thought. She looks relieved. "If you ever get lost again, you can call me,-" she hands you a little black card with gold lettering, it looks very official, "-I'll get you back home."

You turn the card over. There's no name on it just a phone number, an address, and one word, "Witch." You're studying one of the gold stars on the corner of it when there's a knock at the door. The Witch stands to answer it, and the fae man's touch lingers on her hip before she moves away. He gives you a wink as she pulls the door open, as if his affections are a conspiracy between the two of you. You hop off your chair and he catches your arm.

"Price," He tells you quietly, it feels like an important word so you nod solemnly. He smiles, "Go on back to your mum, and don't go spreading my name around."

You hold onto your mother's hand as you wave good-bye. She thanks the Witch profusely, though she waves all of them off. You watch the gold slip off of her like water, humans are so funny like that. They never hold onto heavy ties, kind only for the sake of kindness.

"Do you know how worried I was?" Your mother scolds you, "You're lucky someone dangerous didn't find you."

#cod x oc #x oc #oc: witch #john price x oc #captain price #captain price x oc #john price mw2 #captain john price #johny price #fae!Price #1fae1 #child!reader #yeah this is just fucking nothing #you want witch and price to be your parents? #Sure they're adopting you right now #signing the papers as we speak #congrats to this changeling child for finding the two most dangerous creatures on the block #and befriending both of them #anyway I got konig and bee coming later #but I like this little fic a lot

[amphibianaday]

day 1246

#amphibian #salamander #axolotl #how i felt submitting my taxes a solid almost month before the final deadline today #the average citizen here just gets a paper with what info the government has on your income and how much taxes you paid #and all you have to do is sign it to say you think all is correct #now I had to actully manually do stuff because im self employed but it wasnt too scary #<- lying i had a big panic about it but i asked my mom for help and read a bunch of info on the taxes website and its fine now :) #and next time it wont be scary because i actually know what to do #i hear every american has to do their taxes like manually regardless of employment type? thats wack im so sorry for you guys #if thats true #if so heres your reminder to do them taxes if youre still reading the tags