Nyxs-knight - GNC Female Positivity

Crazy Idea:

All females should be able to safely exist shirtless when the situation is necessary or comfortable. We should be able to do this without being sexualized.

I have nothing but the utmost love and respect for my sisters who have had mastectomies, but I am side-eyeing the hell out of the many, many women I see lately talking about getting top surgery just so that they can be shirtless outside.

Listen up, friends. We should fight for a new world, instead. We should fight for spaces where the female body can embrace as much freedom as the male body is regularly allowed to have without gross sexualization. We have the right to bare chests. Liberating yourself from the mindset of “not being able to be shirtless” because you have breasts might just be the best thing you ever do for yourself. Your breasts don’t hold you back from this experience - society’s expectation for what those breasts mean is what holds you back. It’s not physical, it’s cultural, and every Woman deserves to be able to to be bare chested without being in danger.

Barnard 33, Horsehead Nebula

I saw a post a few days ago that inspired this, but I couldn’t find it again so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Anyways, daily reminder to love your body and boop your body dimples/cellulite dimples while you’re at it.

Oh, am I taking a lot of shirtless photos lately? I’m mostly just asserting the normality of the naked female body. It’s gotten real hip and trendy in our community right now to talk about “not being defined by gender.” I understand the sentiment; we’ve all been fed a lot of shit about what it means to be female, to be a woman, for so long that it just seems to be inherently true instead of fabricated by patriarchal society. I can understand wanting to stand strong, be seen, and say “these assumptions do not hold true for me.” The problem is, when that’s framed as the individual being “not defined by gender” or simply not being female, it throws other females under the bus. It says “I am not this way, but this is true about women, so therefore I am not woman and not defined by being a woman.” I’m gonna stand here instead and say that I manifest my own reality, but my reality and manifestation are not in any way limited by the fact that I am female. I refuse to conform to these bullshit expectations the same as I refuse to throw the female sex under the bus by claiming separation from my sisters. I see the strength in all of you, I see your determination and perseverance and willpower. I stand with you, in solidarity, always ✌🏻️

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leg hair positivity post!

so I decided to make a post of women sharing their grown out leg hair. reblog this with a picture! (it can be of any part of your leg)

here's mine:

keep it going!

Dropping some unneeded body fat and building muscle 💪🏻

My Female Fortress Built brick by brick with consistency and intention

Sometimes it's fun to play with gender, to subvert and mix words and roles. I like it when my friends call me bro. I like to dress in men's clothes and enjoy the power and respect they represent. I like the cool guy image.

Sometimes it's fun to pass, to accidentally trick and challenge people. They make funny stories, and I feel like a shapeshifter making fun of the social order.

But I always return to myself. Underneath it all is my real, unchangable female self, and I am a woman.

I am a woman with a shaved head. A woman in a suit. A woman called sir and bro and he. A woman who's rough and tough and handsome and bold.

I am a woman in rebellion, and there are no words or clothes or assigned roles or social standards that can take it from me.