#posting this in case any girl blogger here needs to be told they don't have to be good by florence herself

[ultrvmonogamy]

can't say i'm feeling social at this point, but i want to reiterate that i invite anyone who's got any misgivings or confusion towards anything i've said or done or allegedly said or done (or has any other meaningful reason) to come talk to me in good faith, particularly if u've been on the receiving end of surreptitiously delivered rumors.

since the inception of this blog around a year ago, i have always maintained that i am here striving to be as authentic as reasonably possible. i have repeatedly asserted that this journey (blogging here this way) is for me abt learning to integrate potentially problematic aspects of my self (born of both trauma imposed upon me AND my own past poor decisions/self-destructive tendencies) into a more positive whole.

if ur unfollowing me or judging me bc ppl r covertly talking shit, but u r not willing to bring ur concerns to me--the guy in question who is actually inviting dialogue without any of the skeezy subterfuge--i have to wonder what side u think ur on and what it is that u think ur serving in that.

i'd imagine some of u (probably not reading this) simply want to distance ur brand from any of that kinda noise, which aligns w the fact that by far most who have unfollowed (or simply not re-followed) have not blocked me n many continue to like or even reblog my posts. i get that. i still think it sucks, n i miss some of u nonetheless. if that's ur need for ur livelihood tho, i can't blame u for that. even so, i'm here if u'd care to talk.

maybe u think u know smth that's all u need to know. i highly doubt that, but if u'd prefer to wear blinders on that front i just hope u'll remember i was here offering to set the record straight n address any questions u might have one on one.

maybe ur influenced by a quite popular blogger who is now well into her 7th month of stalking, harassing, n slandering me. 7 fucking months(!) of publicly urging ppl not to reblog me, mischaracterizing me in direct opposition to my behavior, making claims that r the literal opposite of the facts, and even announcing n mocking my personal sexual business. oh, and celebrating any time one of my blogs gets termed or seems to be getting less activity.

r u wondering what i must've done to this poor girl to incite such retaliation? well, i did not fall in love w a parasocially obsessed anon and instead, once it was clear that we were not compatible (which was soon after we talked w her off anon), i told her directly that i do not want or expect anything from her n that she'd already given me too much. i even dissuaded her from sending me nudes. and, yes, i have receipts for all of that. in fact, one of the reasons i'm writing this message now is to sidestep my urge to publish that evidence (10-15 screenshots, audio, conversation exports etc) n demolish the reputation of a sentient being who is already clearly unhinged n has shown herself to be ill-equipped to handle reality.

anyway, fuck all that noise.

i'm here (and if i'm not here i'll be elsewhere) and continuing to strive to be a more authentic, worthwhile, understanding, reliable, compassionate, n generally together human being w each day. striving, i said. i fuck up a lot (maybe u don't, in which case i'm envious), but i'm pretty fucking pleased w the overall trend. doesn't mean u should be, n that's fine, but this is the best i have to offer. can't be good enough for everyone, n maybe if u were me u'd do it all differently. good thing u've got a u to do that w then n don't actually have to focus on me.

i have never claimed to be anything close to perfect, and i have personally n without external pressure volunteered plenty of my own shortcomings. i have routinely exposed no dearth of my own problematic characteristics in post after post. if u r someone who feels the need to invent more or to spin half truths bc u find some kind of satisfaction in vilifying n isolating me, that says a hell of a lot more abt u than it does abt me. and for whatever my opinion is worth to u behind ur facade, i think it makes u exactly the kind of person that many or most of us in this community r here trying to heal from.

thank u for reading, and i hope everyone's week is going better than mine 🫶

(replies may be delayed. got a life to lead n mouths to feed n shelter to provide etc)

[m-aremagnum]

You do not have to be good.

You do not have to walk on your knees

for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.

You only have to let the soft animal of your body

love what it loves.

Florence Welch reads Wild Geese by Mary Oliver for The Birdsong Project, 2022.

[multifics-canary]

Marinette's New Shield ch. 2

Ch.1

A/n: guys, thank you so much for your interest in my first posted miraculous story!!! I do have others that I play around with(literally wrote one while at work) and might decide to post those in some near future. This is a little longer than the first one. And I might make a little chapter series. I don't own miraculous ladybug!! And please dont steal this :D

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Plans are simple, especially if you do it accordingly. Lila's plan was easy to see through. Make a few little lies about your life to get people's attention, shed a few tears to get what you want, make sure no one stands in your way.

Things seemed to have backfired with Marinette, so Lila made sure to spin those lies towards Marinette. Little bullying antics and maybe one or two threats. Ruby doesn't like amateurs, especially ones like her who take advantage of others. It's also the class's fault for believing things that could be checked online.

In the few weeks she's been here, she knew everyone's name and other information. One surrounding factor was that Marinette has helped all of them and has gotten nothing in return. Genuinely, that's what a good person does. But in Marinette's case, they take advantage of her kindness. And since Lila arrived, they've ignored all the good things she did for them and thought the young designer was a jealous bitch.

Be confident in yourself. She told the designer before leaving that day. There's a complexity to making plans. The crucial thing is that it doesn't backfire. Somehow, Marinette trusted Ruby to make things right. And Ruby would make sure to rightfully deserve that trust.

Alya's friendship with Marinette was more or less normal at first, a friend trying to encourage the other to be more confident and stand for herself. It worked wonders. Then Alya starts accusing Marinette of not having facts when she should have them first. She's the journalist, not Marinette. And yet, believed those lies a pretty Italian was spilling. Hypocrite.

They would regret doing losing Marinette. Ruby would make sure of it.

"Rubes!" The girl in question looked up at her name being called, seeing Alya walking towards her, Lila next to her. She had a scowl on her face but quickly changed to a smile when Alya turned to her. Your reaction times are pathetic.

"What can I do for you ladies?"

"We're having a picnic later at the park and we were wondering if you wanted to join us. The whole class will be there!" Alya says excitedly. Ruby had a feeling it two certain people weren't invited, however, she didn't say anything.

"I'll have to check if I'm able to. A family member of mine asked for a small photoshoot session and I promised I'd be there on time."

"Oh Wow!" Alya's excitement seemed innocent enough, her interest viewable from miles around. "You're a model like Adrien?" Lila seemed interested in the conversation, seeing as she looked up in surprise.

"Not really. I pose for a few photos, but I'm more the one behind the camera. Well that's what I'm still learning anyways." She replied watching both girls reactions. One of pure excitement and the other of skepticism. If Lila didn't believe her, that's her problem. Even her uncle Gabriel was impressed with her skills, so she had no interest in impressing a common liar.

Her beginning plan is simple, befriend the class to get to know them. But not get close to any if them but Marinette, who needed the most support. That was step one. Lila already has the mindset that Ruby could be planning, but that was the point. So the liar could be aware of what was to come, just not know how much. And how Ruby loves it when they don't know.

"What else do you do?" Alya states excitedly, bringing the girl out of her thoughts. The 'reporter' had her phone out, filming her.

"Nothing special really. I write for a small media company. They're helping me with getting both my informative and creative pages out there. I have friend editing a small book I'm writing in English as we speak."

"In English?! What a scoop! You have to give me details, girl!" Alya practically screamed, her eyes shinning brightly. Surprisingly Lila hasn't said anything, but Ruby had no doubt the girl would make up a lie that related to what she heard.

"Maybe later. There's some things I have to do. As well as homework." Ruby stated, leaning back on the bench she was at in the first place. Alya deflated a bit but understood, both girls waving goodbye before leaving. Lila looked back at Ruby, glaring a little at her, but the girl wasn't worried. She raised an eyebrow before rolling her eyes, taking out her phone to study.

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True to Ruby's word, she was the one behind the camera. But she wasn't alone. One of the model's that works for Gabriel Agreste himself was there, along with Adrien, his photographer, Gorilla, Chloe, and Marinette. Ruby invited the girls and ran into Adrien who wanted to talk with Ruby when they both got breaks.

The photo shoot was going well, both Marinette and Chloe impressed by the professionalism Ruby had.

"You lied to Alya and Lila?"

"Technically I didn't. This model is actually a close friend, almost family. And Adrien is a family member, so only you guys know this. But what they don't know, won't hurt em." Ruby replies, when they get a small break to stretch before another shoot.

"And yet it could if they see us here." Adrien says, walking up to the three girl's. Guess it's time. Adrien glanced at Marinette before turning back to his cousin, his eyes telling her everything.

"Guys I'll be back. Me and Adrien are going to talk for a bit." Marinette and Chloe shared a look before nodding, watching as the cousins moved away.

"I know what I said to her was wrong," Adrien started, not waiting Ruby to speak. "Taking the high road isn't really ideal, but I want to help her. The smile I used to see is so fake now, and I can see she's hurting." Adrien had small tears in his eyes, and Ruby saw something shift in his shirt.

"Rubes, I don't know what to do." The blonde boy said and he looked like the same 6 year old who wondered why his father barely had time for him. Silently, she stepped forward and gave her cousin a hug, feeling him wrap his arms around her. They stayed like that for a little bit, before she pulled away and ruffled his hair.

"Admitting that is already progress. All you have to do now is talk with her. Apologize and listen to her side of the story. These so called akumas may target Lila if she gets found out, yes, but that would also make her a willing target. I heard from Marinette that she has been akumatized 3 times. You have every right to not join in me taking down Lila, but as long as you're there for Marinette, that's enough." Ruby spoke gently, patting her cousin's blonde little head. He smiled brightly, his watery green eyes shinning.

"Thank you Rubes. I don't know what I would do with you."

"You'd mope around the mistake you made until it was too late." She deadpanned, and the blonde laughed.

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Not far from where the cousins were, two girls watched in shock of what was happening. Alya quickly took out her phone and recorded, all while Lila fummed next to her. Adrien is mine!

"Lets ask them! Maybe Ruby's a rival." Alya said, wiggling her eyebrows at Lila, who quickly changed her facial expression to shock. The blogger grabbed Lila's arm and dragged her over to the two.

"...of course I love her, she's family you idiot. And one of the best female models around. Unless we got Marinette to join. She gives off two tones, I'm surprised you havent noticed."

"Well you do have a special sense for these things." Adrien shrugged lazily, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.

"Well she gives off a type of flower princess for one. Think about it. She already has flower designs, I've seen them by the way, and with her modeling one of those outfits and you with your title as sunshine child? The fans will go wild! But underneath that flower princess is a storm. Like a female warrior naturally leading everyone to peace." Ruby ranted off, fully aware of company they were gonna have.

"I never thought about it that way. I mean yeah, I call her our everyday ladybug, but flower princess makes more sense. Actually--"

"Hey guys!" Ruby and Adrien turned to see Alya with her phone out, loosely followed by a dragged Lila, who glared dangerously at Ruby.

"This is Alya coming to you with a new scoop! This is Ruby, she's a new student at out school and have we got news! She's a photographer, a model, and a writer! Granted, she hasn't traveled or given us a bunch of stories like my best friend Lila, but she's already up in the charts. And look at this!" Alya turned the camera to show Ruby and Adrien hold each other rather intimately. "Could they be a couple? Or is Ruby a rival to famous Lila?"

"Wait what?" Ruby raised an eyebrow, glancing at her cousin, who practically wanted to facepalm.

"Come on, girl! We know Adrien is the ultimate heartthrob with his sweet personality. Now, spill. Do you guys like each other? This is another rivalry between two well known people?" Alya said, practically shoving the camera at their faces. Ruby frowned deeply, moving the camera out of the way, much to Alya's confusion.

"I don't like cameras so close to me, thank you very much. And second me and Adrien are friends, we've known each other for years." Ruby stated, growing annoyed with Alya.

"But even friends become couples! If I didn't think Lila had a chance with Adrien, you guys would make a cute couple!" Apparently, that was the wrong thing to say. Ruby watched as Lila fummed even more, her eyes now on all three of them. Alya blissfuly unaware while Adrien slowly backed away, Ruby standing in front of him.

Lila radiated so much negative energy, Ruby knew it was only a matter of time before an akuma came. True to her thought, she spotted a black butterfly fluttering over to the Italian girl. Somehow, as if sensing it, she turned, spoting the akuma before smirking. Thinking quickly, she pushed Adrien back and dashed past Alya, just as Lila was about to grab the akuma.

Ruby grabbed her wrist and with her other hand, let the akuma flutter to her family bracelet. Everyone stared in shock as Ruby let go of Lila and fell on the floor, holding her head. She vaguely heard Alya and Adrien yell out her name in concern.

Not far from where they are, Marinette felt her purse shift in the direction where the cousins had left and turned, gasping when she saw Ruby holding her head as Adrien, Alya, and Lila --in her case pretend-- to calm Ruby down. She saw the purple outline and dashed towards them, Chloe right behind her.

"Hmm, you are not ms. Rossi. No matter, your protective anger of wanting to help a friend is powerful. White knight, I give you the power to protect your friend from a manipulative liar. In return, I want Ladybug's and Chat Noir's miraculous."

"No." Ruby said loudly, her eyes snapped open as she slowly stood up, wobbling in her place. No one touched her, but stayed close in any case. "You made a mistake, Hawkmoth. Because I know now who you are." She said quietly, a hunt of saddness in her voice. Everyone around her was freaking out, but Marinette just kept staring at Ruby, slowly inching toward.

She wrapped her fingers lightly on Ruby's akumatized bracelet, and the girl snapped her head to the young designer. "Have fun trying to get your akuma back, Hawkmoth. I'm keeping it until Ladybug comes to purify it."

"You insolent girl! Give in to your anger!" Hawkmoth practically yelled, sending a wave of pain to her. She winced, closing her eyes tightly as she felt Marinette grab both of her wrists, grounding her.

"I have no anger. You're trying to give me yours. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to do." Ruby calmly stated, severing the connection between her and the villain. Once it was gone, she groaned, falling forward. If it wasn't for Marinette holding her, she would've collapsed.

"Rubes can you hear me?" Marinette says quietly, Chloe trying to shush the growing group around them. Ruby blinked a few times as her eyes began to focus on blue eyes.

"H-hey maribug." The girl finally said, watching as Marinette let out a sigh of relief. She let Ruby lean on her, keeping a careful eye of the akumatized item.

"Ruby thank you so much! I would've been akumatized if you hadn't saved me." Lila spoke first, smiling brightly at her, though her eyes held a dangerous glint. Somehow the whole class was there, thanking her and asking if both she and Lila were okay.

The girl just smiled weakly, still feeling the negative effects of the akuma. It took a while bit eventually the class left, having a picnic to go in another area of the park.

Only Alya and Lila stayed behind, one filled with worry while the other was filled with silent anger. "Ruby, you sure you're okay?" Alya asked, warily glancing at Marinette, who was still holding on to the girl.

"I'm fine. Marinette can take care me. It's not like I have anything against her." Ruby deadpanned, before quickly relaxing so the akuma can't turn her. Alya seemed shocked by the statement, and had no time to respond, feeling Lila pull her away.

"Chloe, help me get her out to a more secluded area." Marinette spoke, the blonde nodding. Adrien had disappeared, probably getting something or going back to the photo shoot.

Both girls helped Ruby to the back of the bakery, which was the closest. Marinette left, saying she'll bring some water and cookies. So Ruby stayed with Chloe, who for some reason was having a mental breakdown, though she hid it well.

Ruby closed her eyes and leaned her head on Chloe's shoulder, waiting for Marinette or Ladybug.

Only after a few minutes, both Ladybug and Chat Noir arrive quietly, not wanting to startle the girl. Chloe-- who had a red face, Marinette would talk to her later-- gently woke Ruby up, and saw saw the heroes in front of her.

"Are you okay?" Ladybug asked softly, chat helping her sit up.

"I'm fine, Ladybug. Just a little tired. The akuma is in my bracelet." She holds up her arm, and a darkened bracelet practically glares at the heroes.

"Chat Noir said that he saw you were keeping the akuma, and not being akumatized is very brave of you." Ladybug smiled, removing the bracelet and handing it to Chat Noir.

She summoned a lucky charm, catching it and staring in confusion at the item. It was a phine that had a picture of Chloe, Ruby, Adrien, and Marinette. Chloe face was red while Ruby held her possessively, and Marinette and Adrien were smiling in satisfaction.

Later. The heroine thought to herself as Chat Noir destroyed the bracelet and she caught the akuma, purifying it and throwing the lucky charm in the air. The little ladybugs fixed the broken bracelet and Ruby practically relaxed against Chloe.

"Do you know how the akuma came to you anyways?" Chloe said after a while, her face beet red.

"Alya thought me and Adrien were flirting with each other. Which one, gross, and two we're cousins. And even if we weren't related, he'd be like a little brother to me. So the reporter, who really doesn't know what she's doing, kept saying all this stuff that made me seem like a big deal and could rival Lila. Obviously she didn't like that. Then Alya said that if she didn't think Lila and Adrien would look good, I'd look great with him." Ruby said, rolling her eyes while Ladybug pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Ridiculous. Utterly ridiculous. Ladybug, you need to do something about lie-la. And the supposed 'ladyblog' that is filled with lies." Chloe huffed, watching Chat Noir nodding a little in agreement.

"Actually. I have a plan, and I could use your help." Ruby stated, smirking at the heroes.

The Paris saviors looked at each other, the black clad hero nodding at his partner. Turning back to Ruby, Ladybug smirked, a hand on her hip.

"We're listening."

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[treadmilltreats]

Not everyone is rowing your boat 

I always say that I've learned more lessons in the last 10 years than in my whole entire life.

It is because I am open to see them, to realize that things are not happening to me but for me, like I wrote about yesterday. 

I have learned to look for the lessons, what is this trying to teach me, what is the lesson here, in this pain, or in this storm. 

It is in these times I have learned the most, it is also when it hurt the most. When you think someone is for you but realize that they aren't or another big one I've learned lately that many people are jealous of you. Of what is going on in your life, of your success or what they perceive you to have.

I never before thought this, why? Because I am not like that, if I am your friend I am happy for your success, for your happiness but again another big lesson I learned is not everyone has your heart. Oh tough lesson, that one was and every now and then it seems that I forget it. Yes, sorry to burst your bubble not everyone is for you, not everyone is rowing your boat, some are drilling holes in it behind your back.

I realized that some people will never be happy with your success, with what God blesses you with. They will secretly curse you behind your back, they will say things because they haven't been blessed or that they are always trying to scheme something out of someone.

They try to make you look bad in front of others as in the case of recent, when a former friend said I was a whore because a man I dated four years ago helped me with some things in my home. By the way, I didn't ask, he offered and besides isn't that what you do when you date someone, want to help them?  

He knew I work 6 days a week, 10 hours a day, that I have 2 girls and a mortgage payment. That I do this all by myself and he wanted to help me out so because of that I'm a whore?

Or maybe she was talking about my best friend who took off 7 days and flew down to help me when I first bought my home and who wouldn't accept money from me even though I begged him to take it. Do you know what he said? "I know what kind of friend you are and I know you would do this for me" 

See sometimes it's about things you did in the past, things you continue to do by blessing others that come back to you. Another friend saw my post and told me to tell her husband what I needed done because she wanted to pay me back for all the times I gave her free haircuts when her family was in trouble and didn't have money to pay. But people who are jealous of you don't see any of the things you've done on the back end of your blessing. They are just thinking why her and not me, look at that? She must be using these people with her body because she shouldn't be getting these things I'm not getting.

Yes, some people are that petty and small, they are that overwhelmed with jealousy that they will make up anything to make you look bad because of the blessings in your life.

But I have learned that these are the same people that have skeletons in their closets. We've all realized that nothing will make them happy, that they will always be petty and small and that's on them. You need to keep doing you, you need to not get in the mud and roll around with pigs to justify your blessings or your life. You know the truth, you know what you've done, so keep it moving but just know...not everyone is for you.

Not everyone is happy for your happiness, even the closest to you may not have your back even when they are hugging you. Watch out they aren't pulling out the knife to stab you in the same back they are hugging. Yes, not everyone is for you, even if you may be for them.

 So today my friends, remember just keep doing good, keep blessing others because eventually you will get blessed back and when you do many others won't get it. Many will be jealous and petty, many will talk about you, put you down, say you're not deserving but you know the truth, keep it moving, caulk it up to who's on your side and who's not and just know that not everyone is rowing your boat.

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[treadmilltreats]

Why didn't you report it?

This had been a huge topic lately in the media with Bill Cosby getting sentenced for the sexual abuse of all these women.

People all over have been asking why didn't these women step up sooner?

I am assuming that none of these people have ever been in that situation before because if they had, they wouldn't ask such a stupid question.

I can say that because I have been raped and I have counseled rape victims. I have gone to meetings and I have spoken to many who know what it is like to be there.

We don't tell for many reasons, I'll start with mine. I was young, just 15, I knew my rapist, he was a friend from school. I took a ride with him, I smoked a joint with him so I assumed it had to be my fault. Now why would I assume that? Because society makes the victim feel like it's their fault.

If your attacker didn't jump you from the bushes then it had to be your fault. It had to be what you were wearing, that you came on to him, the words you spoke or in my case that I willingly took a ride and smoked a joint with him so I must have wanted it or lead him on.

We are scared, we might know the person, they might be a family member, they might be in a position of authority and we don't believe anyone will trust our word against theirs.

Don't believe that? I know first hand that one of my daughter's best friends step father tried to sexual molest her and when she told the police, her own mother told her to say she lied. She didn't want to lose this scum bag man, so she wanted her own daughter to say it was a lie.

And you wonder why so many of us don't tell? When your own mother doesn't believe you or stick up for you, who do you think will?

We don't tell because we are traumatized, we are broken, we are lost because we were taken advantage of, we were robbed. I was robbed of my virginity at 15, it was not easy thinking about it, let alone talking about it.

Years ago we didn't talk of such things, before Oprah, Jerry Springer and Dr. Phil, we didn't talk openly about things. We sucked it up, we were told to put on our big girl panties and get on with it. My own mother told me after taking me to get an abortion after my rape

"We shall never talk of this again"

Hello I was 15! This ruined my life and she thought if I never talked about it, it would somehow magically disappear. Oh it disappeared alright, right into a full blown drug and alcohol addiction to cover my pain.

I don't blame her or others back then because as Maya Angelou says "When you know better, you do better"

They didn't know better but we do today and yet still we treat the victims like they did something wrong and then ask, why didn't you come forward sooner?

You have no idea what this does to your life, many of us don't seek help until years later. Many repress the trauma as we can't deal with the pain and it doesn't surface until we are grown. It changes who you are, how you feel about men, your future relationships, it changes everything in your life and you think it's easy to come forward and talk about it?

Look it doesn't matter if it happened last night or 30 years ago, time doesn't give you the option of getting away with it. You still did it, just like if you murdered someone 30 years ago and now we have all kinds of ways to tell you did it. And then the police figured out you did it, your still going to jail doesn't matter if it was 30 years ago.

So why is it any different with sexual abuse victims? You do not get to get away with it because we were scared to talk, because we were too traumatize to talk, because too many years went by, that's bullshit!

You did a crime and you should be charged with that crime and do time for that crime.

We as a society need to stop victim blaming, we need to stop putting people on a pedestal. Because he was a famous actor or director or a pastor or a priest or even the President of the United States, it doesn't matter, if you did the crime, you do the time, period.

So today my friends I am here to tell you all on social media stop with this bullshit, stop posting your little shitty memes about why didn't you step up sooner, stop with your snide remarks to us, the real victims here.

It makes you look as much as an asshole as the people who attack us in the first place. You have no idea nor would I want anyone to know what it feels like to be sexual abused, so don't assume you do.

Have some compassion for us, maybe if the world would learn some more compassion it would be a better place.

Think before you speak why didn't you speak up sooner?

"Be the change you want to see"

  "And just when the caterpillar thought his life over...he turned into a beautiful butterfly"

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[wehadwildflowerfever]

“I'm not bad, I'm not good

I drank every sky that I could.”

- Florence, “Daffodil”

You do not have to be good.

You do not have to walk on your knees

for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.

You only have to let the soft animal of your body

love what it loves.

Florence Welch reads Wild Geese by Mary Oliver for The Birdsong Project, 2022.