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squishmallow36 · 2 years

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Keeper of the Lost Prepositions - Eighteen

Word count: 1.9k

Tw: oh stars fitz is feeling like an inadequate mess today

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I’m not entirely sure what happened. One second, I’m watching some human movie with Dex, and the next it’s like I’m watching a memory.

All the bubbles and thinking caps make me think that it’s after an exam, either finals or midterms, but I’m in my white Level Six uniform.

My stomach is so knotted, I bet Keefe would be able to feel my emotions from here.

Wait—.

Keefe’s here. At Foxfire.

I know that shouldn’t be such a revelation, but when you run away with a letter saying that you’ll never see each other again, you kinda lose that right.

He sees me wandering around over here and waves me over, where he’s standing with Sophie.

She looks different, somehow. I figure it’s because she no longer looks at me with so many secrets, until I notice her and Keefe’s clasped hands, barely visible from being nearly hidden behind her back.

I want to get angry, which is always my first reaction to everything. Just one of the many reasons I’m not good enough.

But as I look deeper, I realise that I’m not angry at Sophie. Or Keefe, for that matter.

I’m angry at myself. I lost my opportunity with the prettiest, most powerful girl in Foxfire, if not the Lost Cities.

I had my chance and I blew it.

The little voice in the back of my head is trying to tell me that we would have been a Bad Match, which is unacceptable for maintaining the Vacker Legacy, but that little voice can—.

I’m not going to finish that sentence, but it knows what it can do.

I hear the parents being released into the sea of students, and I whip around, searching for mine.

So I can know how badly I failed this term.

I can feel the knots of dread and panic pulling themselves tighter in my stomach, which isn’t unexpected for me on exam days, but I know that it’s not going to have a good outcome.

Considering everything with the Neverseen, I’m sure I haven’t studied enough, and I can’t just coast on a photographic memory like some people.

I manage to find Dad in the crowd, and he doesn’t look too disappointed…

But maybe that’s Biana getting top of her class or something cushioning the blow that his only son that he’s still willing to claim as his own has failed out of the only noble school in the Lost Cities.

So there’s no way I can make it into the nobility, and I’ll never live up to what everyone expects of me.

Dad’s eyes meet mine and a flicker of something darts across his face. Not quite disappointment, but nearly there. I doubt even an empath could pinpoint it exactly.

It’s so brief, I probably imagined it, I tell myself, believing it about as much as I trusted Alvar had changed when he lost his memories.

When Dad hands me my scorecard—we have a tradition of writing it down because you should be able to experience it on your own, part of the Vacker philosophy that you’ll be on your own in the real world, so you better get used to it early—I panic, shutting my eyes. Too terrified to see how much I failed.

Biana squeals from somewhere behind me, even though I think we all knew that she would do well. She’s always fulfilled her expectations better than I have, and then goes beyond that.

She’s the youngest regent ever with extensive control of her ability.

And what am I? Just a probably-failed cognate with barely noteworthy telepathy.

I gather my thoughts and pluck up the courage to flip over my scorecard.

And…

My stomach drops out from beneath me.

My lowest was a ninety-one. I’ve never gotten that low in my life.

In Universe, the session I thought I did best, aside from telepathy. Tiergan won’t let me fail out of Foxfire, so unless my inadequate telepathy becomes too obvious, I don’t have to worry.

So the only hundred I got doesn’t even count.

Aside from that, I got ninety-fives in Alchemy and Elvin History, a ninety-six in P.E., ninety-sevens in Metaphysics and Multispecial Studies, and a ninety-eight in Elementalism.

Someone taps on my shoulder, and I whip around to find Keefe, smirking more than usual.

I didn’t know that was possible.

And, yes, I can tell the difference.

“So how badly did Wonderboy humiliate all of us?” he asks jokingly, but it hit a nerve.

I crinkle my scorecard, so it doesn’t fall to the floor as I jam it into Keefe’s palm. I may or may not have muttered some words that will get my mouth washed out with soap as I find a dark corner to hide.

Maybe I’ll stay there for a few hundred years.

Dex finds me within a few minutes, and before he can try to convince me that my scores are still good, I tell him, “Go away, son of a Bad Match.”

Well, maybe not in such nice words, but you get the idea.

“Normally that would bother me, but I know you’re just trying to do exactly that, so you’re stuck with me,” he replies, sitting down beside me.

“Are you going to get on with all the jokes about how I always have to be so perfect?” I ask, burying my head in my hands.

“What? I just saw you in the corner, and figured there was a reason, and wanted to see what I can do to help.”

I peek out from between my fingers. “Really? You didn’t see my scores? I thought Keefe would be screaming it from the rooftops.”

He gave me a soft smile, showing just enough of his dimples that you can’t help wanting to make him smile more fully. “Technically if Keefe was screaming from the rooftops, then I wouldn’t have seen your scores, but I have neither seen nor heard anything about them. Really.”

With that, a tear streaks down my cheek, but I scrub it away before Dex notices, or so I think.

He wraps his arms around me, softly at first, waiting for me to snap at him, but I can’t manage to muster up the energy for that.

I close my eyes as I bury my head into Dex’s shoulder, and when I blink my eyes open again, I find myself in Dex’s room, groggy with sleep.

I give my eyes a few seconds to come into focus, and I’m in much of the same position as my dream. Without thinking, I bury my head into Dex’s shoulder a little deeper, and then realise what I’m doing and jolt away.

“Sorry. You fell asleep here, and I didn’t want to wake you up, so I let you stay where you are. Then I heard you swearing in your sleep and you started crying so I...sorry. Sorry. I understand if you hate me.”

I can’t exactly form words right now, but when I can again, it won’t be pretty. But, I’m not angry at Dex. I’m angry at myself.

I can’t let my imperfections show, and I definitely shouldn’t dump my stupid problems on other people.

Grizel reforms from the shadows as I stand up and dig out my home crystal,

“Don’t tell anyone. About any of this. Not. A. Word.” I manage to choke out as Grizel and I glitter away.

I can see she turns around and mouths something to Dex, although I didn’t catch what.

I storm up to my room, irritated that it’s the middle of the night and that means I can’t have a satisfying slam of my door because I’ll probably wake someone up.

Biana appears in the corner, saying, “Somebody was out late today.”

I’m done for the day, so I didn’t give her more of a response than a glare.

“Well, you’re no fun,” Biana pouts, but, thankfully, leaving me alone.

I flop backwards onto my bed, glaring at the ceiling. I realise that being angry is yet another reason why I’m not as perfect as everyone expects me to be.

Which makes me angrier.

Which makes me want to break something.

But then I’ll have to replace that something, and I don’t honestly believe anyone else goes through this many Imparters by the time they’re...however old I am.

Level six. Let’s just leave it there.

An exception to the rule is Dex, but he dismantles most of them when he’s working on whatever, though.

I look through my sheets for Mr. Snuggles. He’s the best way to throw things without breaking anything. Usually. Except for that one time when he hit that vase and started a chain reaction of other things being broken…

After what feels like an hour of looking, but was really probably a minute, or maybe less, I remember that I left him at Rimeshire.

I curse under my breath, because I doubt Dex will want to see me again anytime soon, and he may have already given Mr. Snuggles to the triplets to destroy.

My Imparter buzzes with a message, which I already know is from Dex because he’s the only person that would send a message instead of a hail. It said, If you want me to bring Mr. Snuggles over, I will. Let me know. Just tap the reply button at the bottom, type your message, and then hit send. -Dex

His being nice to me after I was such a jerk to him just makes me angrier, and it takes everything I have to not chuck it into my door and let it shatter into a million little pieces.

It’s actually easier to throw than goblin throwing stars. That, or I have more experience.

Biana opens my door, and I’m not going to deny that I am ready to burn those innocent little ears off, but she just gives me another pan of Mallowmelt without saying anything.

That’s probably the nicest thing she’s done for me...maybe ever.

Until she gives me a blue sparkly dragon, who looks suspiciously like Mr. Snuggles.

“Don’t tell me Dex figured out how to make an elixir to change the colour of Mr. Snuggles.”

“This is his sister, Miss Snuggles.” She shakes her head like I should have known that all along, but playfully, and somehow—it’s probably the dragon—it helps me get ever so slightly less furious. “She’s Lady Sassyfur’s best friend, so be nice.”

“Did Dex tell you anything or is this an actual case of being nice?” I ask, already pretty sure of the answer.

She snorted. “Obviously Dex. All I know is that you left in a hurry and forgot Mr. Snuggles, but he didn’t think he would survive coming over here himself, so he asked me to see what I could do. And, uh, you know.” She gestured at Miss Snuggles, clearly running out of words for the day.

“Why are both of you still awake? It’s like one in the morning.”

That resulted in a full laugh. “Fitzipoo, I’m going to tell you something that you should have learned a long time ago. People don’t usually go to bed at nine. Or get up at sunrise. Or get a full eight hours of sleep.”

She leaves after that bombshell that I already knew but thoroughly tried to ignore, leaving me to process that, but Miss Snuggles is really soft, and I can’t run on four hours of sleep.

Slowly, I drift into sleep again, dreaming of a continent where the entire population is made up of thousands of stuffed animal dragons, in every colour of the rainbow.

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cadence-talle · 3 years

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April Fandom Roundup

after the absolute chaos that was March and March 31st, things have calmed down a little bit- although, to be fair “calmed down” is a relative term. because this month we have:

- made an Andrew roundup because he’s incredible

- accidentally gotten overattached to a Hekster horse girl au

- decided elves take their shoes off inside, and that their feet are actually pointed just like their shoes

- agreed that elves wear crocs inside

- created an elaborate croc ranking system for the elvin nobility

- decided that elves have to commit crimes to become members of the nobility

- celebrated Loving The Vackers Day

- agreed that Dellivvy contains multitudes & also they live in Florida together :)

- remembered that Ben Affleck has had to read KOTLC

- gotten confused over name pronunciations for, like, the tenth time

- accepted that Alvar is probably both gay and homophobic

- celebrated the wedding of me and my spice (tater and shai 💛)

- written SO MANY different gender & sexuality headcanons

- answered a ridiculous amount of writing prompt asks

- gone insane over Anna’s songs

- simped over Fitz and also Wilbur Soot (?)

- made a lot of Gen Z Sophie posts

- missed the old days where the Keeper Crew actually went to school

- *long sigh* centaur Sophie.

- *longer sigh* also, reverse centaur Sophie.

- discovered that like 85% of this fandom is ridiculously short

- decided King Dimitar just looks like Shrek

- created amazing mutual tags for each other

- written an actual (very wonderful) fic about the Tumblr Kotlc Fandom Fandom

- and celebrated Fitz Friday.

in other words...

i don’t know why i try anymore. you know what? do chaos. go ahead. i can’t stop you. (anyway ily all so much 💛💛)

#lynn rambles #fandom roundup #kotlc

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everliving-everblaze · 4 years

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GUYS

If we go off of their residence locations, we have canon accents for the characters (...other than the generic Enlightened Language accent)

Ruewens - California

Vackers - Florida

Sencens - Canada (Candleshade) or Australia (Shores of Solace)

Dizznees - Canadian

Songs - Middle of the Pacific, so you could go east Asian or west American. But also, Linh and Tam now live with Tiergan (see below)

Tiergan/Wylie - South Africa

Redeks - Chile

Veks - Sweden

Quinlin/Livvy - Something Mediterranean since they’re under that sea

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silveny-dreams · 4 years

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someone please come scrub out my brain bc Catherine pointed out that the Vackers live in Florida and now I can’t get the image of Alden Vacker in a wifebeater and backwards camo baseball cap wrestling with a gator and if this keeps up I’m going to start having dreams—

#MAKE IT END #WHY ME #my dearest heard me have a crisis over this and she can’t stop laughing #I hate everything #kotlc #keeper of the lost cities #shitpost #unlocked #keeper 8.5

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happyshadowthots · 4 years

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was shannon really not gonna mention to us how the vackers live in florida uNTIL UNLOCKED I FEEL BETRAYED HONESTLY

#kotlc #keeperofthelostcities #keeper of the lost cities #kotlc memes #sokeefe #sophitz #sophie foster #sophiefoster #keefesencen #vackers

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myfloridagreenf · 5 years

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Naples Residents’ Access to Medical Marijuana Cards in Naples

How to quickly obtain a medical marijuana card in Naples, the regulations and conditions which must be followed, and why it all matters.

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skimmilk11 · 3 years

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PLEASE RAMBLE ABOUT YOUR DELLIVVY AU I WANT ALL THE INFO YOU'RE WILLING TO GIVE!

*rubs hands*

Okay! so:

livvy is from Massachusetts

Real name is Olivia lmao

she worked as a pediatrician at Brigham & Women's hospital and is super smart

only child + pretty strict parents

you know those kids with super strict parents who just go absolutely crazy in college, drunk of off independence

that was her

she met Quinlin and they both married pretty young

They both had pretty different ideas for partners so throughout their marriage a common theme was “you keep lowering your standards for me” that was teasing at first but slowly became more and more real

Sort of the vibes of that “no children” song near the end of their marriage

Add pressure from people around her to have children

Also jealous of perfect couples

Livvy began planning to drop everything and move away because she has to plan!! Everything!! Or she’s a failure!!

Which is sort of funny because dropping everything and going away is a sort of last-ditch try for her, and the faux planning was just sort of a coping mechanism

If she was actually planning with a level-minded head she would have started with divorce proceedings and getting her own apartment

But no she’s just flying to Florida in the middle of the night after a fight

She stays with her grandma's old friend (Calla!!), who recently got sick and let her take over her flower shop

Technically not divorced yet, just ignores Quinlin’s calls most of the times (slightly immature and afraid to deal with things)

Stuck between worlds and sort of regrets what she did

Wants everything but can’t commit, really fickle

Disappointment in herself and defeatist, but hates when other people try to help because she sees it as interference

Really bitter ngl

Tends to see things black and white because of how her parents raised her and that makes her feel even more guilty about her situation

Has to adjust to living in the south (oh my god the culture shock) and having a job that’s so different from her cushy pediatrician job

Part of a local social change organization 👀👀

Della

Hnghh milf

Latino vacker family hcs go brr

Born in a really big, influential family

Had to deal with sexism a lot growing up, especially when she decided to become a tattoo artist

Bought a cousin’s art studio after they died and made that into her tattoo parlor

Not very popular in her family

Feels guilty about how that affects her kids

She wants to be a good role model to kids but she’s just really tired

Overcompensates for that by being slightly invasive in her kids lives

Met Alden in college (art degree)

Realized how manipulative Alden was and got divorced but they still tussle about technicalities of their divorce, drives della mad

Della taught Alvar about the important of social change, but he took it too far and some shit went down

and now della feels sort of guilty

They’re in family therapy, which is hard because biana and Fitz despise Alvar

Biana and Fitz are in high school, btw

Blunt, stubborn, and doesn’t want to admit mistakes, but at the same time privately second-guesses everything she does

Results in being dishonest about her feelings, but thinks everyone does that too

Did I mention overbearing? Overbearing

Loving, but sometimes impatient and easily lashes out

Sees people being very vulnerable when she tattoos a lot, so she’s lost a bit of tact regarding how to handle people actually opening up

Doesn’t try to find meaning in things- “some things just don’t have any meaning”

Sort of gloomy lol

Scared of breaking off commitments and gets roped into doing things she doesn’t want

So you imagine how big a deal her divorce was

The kind of mom who gets involved in all your friends’ business

Acts confident but really cares about what even 7th graders think of her

Doesn’t think she’s deserving of anything unless she has the approval of everyone around her

Always wanted to move out of Florida and live somewhere where sidewalks don’t fry eggs in the summer

Has to contend with subtle sexism/racism a lot as a single mom + business owner

that's just the general set-up of the story, but I can do that thing where people send rose emoji asks and I give sentences from/more info about the au! It's still a wip but it's coming along

#kotlc #delivvy #della vacker #livvy sonden

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squishmallow36 · 2 years

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Keeper of the Lost Prepositions - One

Word count: 1.3k

Tw: just a bit of general Dex angst because it's pre-Sophie, bad-match-ness, you know.

Note: Sorry for blowing up your notifs today! In total it’ll be roughly 20k words released this weekend. I'm sorry if this doesn't live up to everyone's expectations.

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It’s my first day of Foxfire. I, Dexter Alvin Dizznee, am going to Foxfire. Even after all the people who said I would never get here. Because I’m a son of a Bad Match. Stupid matchmakers. I mean, seriously, who decided that it had to be mandatory?

I understand making sure you aren’t related to the person you are going to marry, but past that it seems redundant. Whatever.

I walk into the elaborate glass pyramid, admiring the architecture, and wonder how on Earth I’m going to remember how to get to my classes. The place is even bigger than I recall from the opening ceremonies.

Joining the crowd of prodigies, I notice that I’m standing near Fitz and Biana Vacker, along with a fair amount of others that are vaguely familiar. Biana is a Level One, like me, and Fitz somehow manages to make the amber brown Level Three uniform look not bad. On anyone else, the colour would look like you just took a mud bath, and the addition of the dorky elbow-length capes we all have to wear just made it a recipe for disaster.

Stop it, Dex. Focus. This is not the time to lecture yourself. You know how that ends. Either you get interrupted or you have such a long run-on sentence you don’t remember the beginning—

I quickly learn that focus isn’t going to be necessary right now because before I can finish lecturing myself, an intricate bell chimes, signalling the start of the school day.

Dame Alina’s voice booms over the loudspeaker and a close-up of her face appears on the far wall. Was not expecting that. I’m not going to deny that I might have jumped high enough to dent the ceiling.

“Welcome new prodigies! I hope you all have an exciting first year at Foxfire! Returning prodigies, introduce yourselves and offer to help however necessary. And be sure that anyone that had anything to do with the Great Gulon Incident last year will be found and appropriately punished. Additionally, anyone who knows anything and does not inform me immediately will get to join in on their punishment.”

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Keefe Sencen flash his signature smirk, and the corners of Fitz’s lips twitch ever so slightly.

I’m not entirely sure when Keefe joined the crowd.

I heard about the Great Gulon Incident a few months ago, and it sounded legendary.

“And, new prodigies, do not be afraid of asking for help. The older students may seem scary, but I’m sure they will be more than welcoming.”

She says the last bit with a warning in her voice, and it makes any hint of rebellion in the older prodigies’ eyes fade away as far as I can tell, being surrounded by a pack of Level Ones. Except for Keefe, of course. It likely increased tenfold. You can’t control that boy in any way known to any of the intelligent species. Maybe not even the humans.

Before I can ponder the consequences, the bells chime again, and the crowd starts shifting, trying to escape the tightly packed pyramid.

“Off to class, prodigies! Have a great first day of school!”

Fitz turns and introduces himself to some nearby Level Ones and I start walking towards my first class of the day, Alchemy.

I’m about halfway to my first class and I’m wondering why I have to take it. I’ve been helping at Slurps and Burps for as long as I can remember, so I can do most basic Alchemy with my eyes closed.

Pro tip: keep your eyes open if you don’t want to cause an explosion. I tried it once and let’s just say it’s not the first or last hole in the store’s ceiling.

I see Fitz and Biana walking up on the other side of the hallway, and I hypothesise that he’s escorting Biana to her first class. It’s nice, and that’s when I decide that will be me on the triplets’ first day. Especially if they’re trying to escape the entire time.

Assuming I don’t get lost and never found again today.

I’m so deep in thought by this point that I may or may not have dented the ceiling again when a crisp, accented voice says, “Hi, I’m Fitz Vacker, and I’m here if you need any help with anything.”

I hadn’t realised that he was walking next to me, okay? He was pretty far across the hallway the last time I checked.

I shift my head and my eyes meet his. “Uhh... Hi? I’m Dex Dizznee and I guess...uh...I will let you know? Thanks!”

I feel my face heat up and realise I must be redder than my hair. I’m guessing that the tips of my ears are also tinged pink. I only know that from experience. Ugh, why do I have to be so awkward?

You would think that multiple interactions a day at the store would have trained me how to have a normal conversation, but apparently it doesn’t work that way. Or, you know, I’m just not meant to be a people person.

I tear my gaze away before it can get any worse, which is harder than it should be. I don’t want to see the look of disgust on his face when he realises a Vacker talked to a son of a Bad Match. If that exchange wasn’t enough to destroy any possible chance at mild popularity, I have Lex, Bex, and Rex as my siblings, more accurately known as Crazy one, two, and three.

Who am I kidding? I never had a chance.

Against my better judgement, I can’t help glancing over towards Fitz and Biana. They’re back over on the other side of the hallway. I can’t seem to bring myself to fully look away. Keefe’s shown up next to them, and he must have told them something funny. Probably a bad joke, but I couldn’t hear what it was over the conversation around me. Biana’s smile is glaringly bright and I can tell she is fighting the urge to break down into laughter. Fitz, however, has lost that battle and is laughing so hard he is slightly hunched over and his face is pink with lack of oxygen.

If I strain my ears, I think I can hear his laugh over the loudness around me. It has a hint of his accent and I could stay here all day. I shake my head, clearing my thoughts. I probably imagined it.

I, idiotically, look back again. I notice how his eyes twinkle faintly in the incandescent lights like seawashed glass, that makes my heart flutter for a beat. Only a second, but it’s more than enough. I close my eyes and shove all the Vacker-related thoughts away. I turn my head to study the opposite side of the hallway.

I see some people I know vaguely because most of them have come into Slurps and Burps occasionally. They typically don’t pay any attention to me so I’m more than happy to reciprocate the treatment.

I’m too occupied by my own problems to even care what they think of me today. This is too big. Too foreign. It will only cause problems.

I gather all my feelings and imagine bottling them up in a Slurps and Burps bottle as tightly as I can. I double check the lid is as tight as possible. I bury it in the deepest, darkest corner of my being. Deep enough that I can almost convince myself it never existed in the first place.

That’s the day I vow to stay as far away from the Vackers as I can. I don’t need my life to get any more complicated. I don’t need any more judgement. I don’t want any more judgement.

Eventually I convince myself that I hate him. It’s easier than the truth.

I like Wonderboy.

And there is no chance that I will ever—can ever—tell anyone. Whatever it takes. Even if everyone hates me for it.

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Steps to Get Marijuana in Naples, Florida

The vibrant and financially well-off community of Naples has made it a preferred place for living. But having money and staying happy doesn’t mean you won’t get any disease.

Around 10 years back it was illegal to use marijuana. But the declining health of people and the wish to live better life made the state to think about legalizing marijuana. Since marijuana is a plant-based drug it is much safer than synthetic drugs. To get access to marijuana legally you need to get your medical marijuana card. If you have any of the following conditions you can apply for the medical marijuana card in Naples.

● Anxiety

● Arthritis

● Diabetes

● Hepatitis C

● Irritable Bowel Syndrome

● Anorexia

● Lyme disease

● Migraine

● Cachexia

● Muscle Spasms

● Muscular Dystrophy

● Severe & Chronic Pain

● and more.

Steps to get a marijuana card:

Getting a marijuana card was never this easy before. We have listed down the simple step that will make your access to marijuana cards easy.

· Set up an appointment with the doctor. Make sure the doctor is qualified.

· Visit the doctor on the appointed date so they can ascertain your conditions and enter your information is the state registry after writing your recommendation.

Once the doctor has uploaded your information you can apply for your card either online or through snail mail.

No matter which method you choose complete the following steps to send the application.

· A complete application forms.

· $75 fee for processing your application

However, if you are sending an application via snail mail you will need to provide the following documents.

· Proof of residence

· Passport size photograph

Once the state has received your complete application form along with all the documents, it will issue you a temporary card through email and your physical card will take a few weeks to arrive. You can use a temporary card to get marijuana, Naples.

If you need any further information or guidance contact MyFloridaGreen. Our doctor Dr. Mark A. Vacker will help you and will also recommend you for medical marijuana card.

How to get marijuana in Naples:

Getting marijuana in Naples is not that difficult. Many dispensaries have been opened over the last few years to help people easily get marijuana. Some countries like Collier County don't allow the marijuana industry whereas some are accepting dispensaries with an open heart. Marijuana is key to a pain-free life. In countries where marijuana is banned, you can buy it from outside dispensaries. Give drive out of state to get your medical marijuana or you can buy online but you have to pay shipping fees. But before buying online always compare the prices and choose the cheap option. You can also choose a caregiver who will pool the cost of patients and will divide it over all patients. In this way, you will get your required medicine while being in your budget. Always buy marijuana from an authorized dispensary. Buying from local vendors on the streets is strictly prohibited.

Stay within the law.

· Medical cannabis is not for everyone. It’s allowed only for qualifying patients who have their medical marijuana cards. Always remember the following rules.

· Don't grow your own marijuana

· You can consume marijuana but are not allowed to smoke it

· Purchase or store only up to 70 days’ supply

· Renew your card as soon as it gets expired

· Impaired driving is not allowed

· Keep marijuana in its container and consume only in a private place.

Reference:

https://www.dailystrength.org/group/male-infertility/discussion/steps-to-get-marijuana-in-naples-florida

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