Tired Flower

AuAdhd, Bipolar, GenderFluid, 21, Any pronouns

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Hi! Welcome to my blog!

Call me Flower or Saline

I'm into Riordanverse, Descendants, DC, Marvel, Withinthecode

I'm a bit of a mess but I have some structure.

#sal speaks is for my poetry

#a queue? Where? Is for anything I queue

All of my Canon Descendants lore is on @leavethemtorot

Pronouns page <3

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Snow White and the Seven Dwarves may be from Germany

But Doug is from Appalachia

[leavethemtorot]

i've crossed the county line, (i cannot go back)

A new fic? For the first time in over a year? It's more likely than you think. Hope yall like it

Trees, as far as his eyes can see. They blur past and he knows he should take it all in as it will be the last time he's in these woods, in his homeland, for months (maybe years), but all Doug can focus on are the words his uncles had thrown at him hours earlier. The vitriol was nothing new, it's existed since he was called gifted as a child, since Snow visited and told him he was chosen to attend Auradon Prep. Yet something within him kept coming back, kept trying to win their love back.

Checking his phone once again to make sure his flights had actually been changed to leave tonight instead of the original time of in three days, Derek's last message stared back at him. An apology, a plea for understanding, an ask to keep contact with him at the bare minimum. His older brother was always the peacemaker, the last person alive that believed in him, that wanted him to be bigger than just another miner in a family full of them. The only reason he kept coming back again and again.

It was sheer habit that had him switching over to his uncle Doc's last message, ' I'm so proud of you and all the hard work you have done to get where you are. You will always have me in your corner, kid. ' Sent two years, seven months, and 12 days ago. Just a few hours before a mine shaft collapse took him, his dad, and nine other miners lives. It was sheer willpower that kept him from opening up the last photo of his family alive and complete, taken 8 years ago, before Mom got sick, before Dad started drinking, before the accident that took everything from them. Doug couldn't afford to start crying now, in the backseat of a taxi, just minutes away from arriving at the airport that will take him back to the politics of high society that still feel foreign despite playing their games for three almost four years now.

The trees open up, cut down and removed in order to create an alien lanscape filled with slabs of concrete and an airport made from steel and glass, shiny and new unlike anything else in the small town where he grew up. It's time for him to leave once again. To abandon to land that bore and raised him for the glittering gleaming halls of Auradon. To scrub the ever lingering coal dust that find their way under his fingernails despite never entering the mines himself. To make himself pretty, and clean, and without rough edges in order to fit into a society that would rather not see him or recognise that they live off of the labor his family and so many others suffer and die doing.

The taxi rolls to a stop. He takes a breath, steels himself, steps out like he has done so many times before, and Doug, unlike all those times before, doesn't look back. And although the feeling is familar, he doesn't look scared of what is to come.

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OK I'm curious, would anyone be interested in a Lil mini fic produced from be just hitting shuffle on Noah kahan's new album and basing it around whatever song played first?

I've been feeling descendents since the album dropped

Yall have until I finish my ex credit homework (so like 5-6 hrs) to give feedback

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Alright, I have asked Dante and have thus chosen to go through with this

The first song is All Them Horses

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OK I'm curious, would anyone be interested in a Lil mini fic produced from be just hitting shuffle on Noah kahan's new album and basing it around whatever song played first?

I've been feeling descendents since the album dropped

Yall have until I finish my ex credit homework (so like 5-6 hrs) to give feedback

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Noah kahan got me thinking

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Why does the new spring edition redbull (cherry Sakura) taste like banana?????

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I have tickets to see pitbull and zara larsson (seperate concerts)

Noah Kahan and Mitski are releasing albums (and probably gonna go on tour as well)

2026 is doing pretty good so far

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Bruh fuck a snow storm, I'm bored

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I have an agenda at work

And its putting on supernatural any chance I get

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I have just found out about the ao3 statistics page and have thus lost my mind

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Finishing and starting the year right

Covered in glitter and looking like 2014 tumblr

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Every once in a while u just gotta become a kid again

And by that I mean eat butter

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I'm suffering

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under communism we are all gonna have pink hair like naturally it will just happen this is part of lenin's writings read it what is to be done? 1. have pink hair

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Sometimes I wonder what even is life like my cousin is leaving Thanksgiving rn because Post Malone just texted her boyfriend to ask if they wanted to go the cowboys game that he's performing at in an hr

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i love angry women theyre right