#safe women spaces

[nyxsealia]

Reblog to give a trans person a hug this pride month 🩵🤍🩷

[fraternum-momentum]

aimee in an opulent fit???

opulenceeee you own everythinggg

[feministfang]

❣️I love/support "selfish" girls for always choosing themselves and not caring about the rest of the world.

❣️I love/support "rude" girls for putting people in their place who cross their boundaries.

❣️I love/support "narcissistic" girls for being self-obsessed and loving themselves extremely.

❣️I love/support "greedy" rich girls for not letting anyone decide what to do with their hard-earned money and spending it all spoiling themselves.

❣️I love/support "greedy" successful girls for taking up as many spaces as they want unapologetically.

❣️I love/support "crazy" girls for letting out their anger instead of bottling it up inside.

❣️I love/support "rebellious" girls for not putting up with patriarchal bullshit and not doing anything for a man.

❣️I love/support "weird" girls for always being authentic and doing whatever they love to do.

❣️I love/support "self-centred" girls for only making themselves their centre of attention.

If you were ever labelled any of these/or other terms for whatever reasons, i hope you know you are doing everything right. You don’t owe your energy and time to anybody. You don’t owe your presence to anybody. Be selfish. Be greedy. Stay obsessed with yourself. And if anyone dares to bark at you for that, put a headphone on and blast your favourite song at the highest volume. (or maybe punch them so hard they won’t be able to speak again)

Stay authentically powerful, they will adjust. 🐬❤️

[ayaahh00]

Social media apps are supportive of men and curated for them. Women's comments and posts constantly get removed when they fight back against men's misogyny or call men out. On TikTok, when I reply back to a man saying both men and women are bad, pointing out that women can never be 5% as bad as men given that over 95% of crimes are committed by men, my comment was removed despite gaining many likes. It was removed due to mass reports from men and incels. Meanwhile, misogynistic replies from men remain. When I report these, nothing happens, but their mass reports against women are effective. It's exhausting, and it feels like there's no safe space for women on social media as long as men are there. Men will never allow us to have a single safe space, taking over and mass reporting to silence us. It's suffocating how men get to post whatever they want online and can mass report anything by women. Every social media platform is tailored for and controlled by men. Women work in these companies too, but the majority are men. It's incredibly tiring.

[naturesapphic]

Could you write a one shot for Mommy!Rhea × Little!Reader where Reader treats Rhea's tattoos like her own personal coloring book please? Thank you in advance!

Coloring In The Lines

Mommy!rhea Ripley x little!fem!reader

Warnings: fluff :)

“Hey little one. What are you doing?” Rhea asked as she sits beside you on the floor. You looked up at your mommy and gave her a big smiling. “I coloring mommy!” You said happily as you picked up your favorite coloring book and showed her what you’re working on. “That’s amazing my little koala! Such an artist.” She said in her accent that you love hearing and you giggled at the petname she gave you a while back.

“Tank chus mommy.” You tell her and your eyes trail over her tattoos and you had the sudden urge to color them. Rhea could tell by the look in your eyes and how you were eyeing her arm that you were up to something. “What is it little one? What do you want to do.” Your mommy said chuckling as she picked you up and sat you in her lap. You started tracing your fingertips on her tattooed arm and Rhea got the gist of what you wanted pretty quickly.

“Do you want to color in my tattoos babygirl?” She asked and you immediately nodded your head excitedly. Rhea chuckled at your enthusiasm and took off her shirt so she’s only in her leggings and sports bra. “What do you want to start with first my koala?” She asked and you thought about it for a moment until you grabbed her wrist and pointed to the dagger in her inner arm. She chuckled and nodded at your request and let you do whatever you wanted.

By the end of your coloring section, both of rheas arms were covered in colorful colors, while some color was on her stomach where her other tattoos were. “What an artist! I gotta show these to your aunties and uncles.” Rhea said, mentioning the judgement day members and some of rheas friends that you consider your aunts and uncles. Rhea took some pictures of her arms, her stomach, and some with you in it and sent it to the group chat with everyone in it. You clapped happily and Rhea put her phone down so she could hug you.

“Tank chus mommy fors lettings mes colors chu tattoos ins.” You thanked her and rheas face brighten at your cuteness and she squeezed you tighter. “Anything for my little princess. Big koala loves her little koala so much.” Rhea said and you squealed happily. “I wuv mommy mores!” You said flapping your arms around happily and Rhea started tickling you which made you squeal loudly. She tickled you for a few more seconds and the stopped to let you catch your breath which you were grateful for. “Wanna color some more in your coloring book doll? I’ll even color with you” She asked and you nodded happily as the two of you spent hours on the floor coloring together.

A/n: thank you @inky-da-dinky for the request! I hope you enjoyed it! I hope everyone else enjoyed it too! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! Take care of yourselves. I love y’all :) more fics coming your way!

[ghostlyfroggy]

Hey! What's wrong?

The world's falling apart? Oh my...

Yeah, it's scary. Trust me I know. But we will prevail.

We will fight, we will fail, we will win, and we will prevail.

Let's just sit here for a minute. We will be okay... eventually.

[geek-melody95]

It’s the second day of Black History Month and I’m black so this goes out to all my black littles!

To All Black Littles: You Are Beautiful, Precious, and Loved!

🌟 Your Blackness is Magic. Your Smallness is Valid. 🌟

You deserve softness, love, and joy in every space you enter. Your curls, coils, braids, melanin, and everything that makes you you is worthy of celebration—whether you’re wrapped up in a cozy onesie, hugging your plushie, or watching your favorite cartoons.

🖤 You are allowed to be soft.

🖤 You are allowed to feel safe.

🖤 You are allowed to take up space.

The world may not always be gentle, but you deserve gentleness. You deserve warmth, kindness, and the purest love. There is power in embracing your joy, in reclaiming your innocence, and in allowing yourself to rest.

You are royalty. You are magic. You are enough.

Never let anyone make you feel like you have to be stronger, tougher, or less of yourself to be valid. Your softness is beautiful. Your happiness is important. You deserve to be loved, held, and cherished just as you are.

💖 You are loved.

💖 You are safe.

💖 You are more than enough.

I love you 🧸

[raviollies]

I dont understand the trend of fandoms trying to make all characters friends and erase any conflict between them as if that's an indictment of either of those characters as people.

Sometimes two fundamentaly good people exist in completely different worlds. Sometimes people just don't like each other. Conflict is just as integral to interesting development as friendship/romance. I don't understand why people are so desperate to sand characters down to featureless monoliths

[naturesapphic]

please, Mommy!Rhea Ripley x Little!reader who is terribly afraid of injections, which causes her insomnia and panic, and the next day Rhea takes the reader to the hospital, puts her on her lap and holds her during the procedure

(Sorry for my poor english and thank you very much. I love what you do💞)

Shots

Mommy!rhea Ripley x little!fem!reader

Warnings: hospital, age regression, injections/shots, hurt/comfort

Last night was rough for you and your mommy Rhea. Today you were going to the doctor to get shots and you couldn’t sleep all night because of your intense nerves. The two of you now were sitting in the waiting room, waiting for the nurse to call you back. Your leg was bouncing up and down and you were picking at your fingers like crazy, almost making them bleed.

Rhea took noticed and grabbed your hands with hers and you started playing with her nails and rings. A few minutes later a short nurse with red hair came out and called your name making your anxiety worsen. You looked up at your mommy in terror and she gave you a reassuring smile instead. She took your hand and stood up, making you stand with her and the two of you went back with the nurse. She took y’all to a room and you sat on a little bed and waited for the doctor to come in.

The wait wasn’t long and soon the doctor came in with a bright smile on his face making you a little less nervous. “Ready for your shots today y/n?” He asked you and you shook your head no fast. “Awwww don’t worry! It will be over quick! You won’t even feel it!” He assured you and you still shook your head. The doctor looked over at Rhea and she nodded. She stood up and sat beside you on the bed and pulled you onto her lap.

You looked up at her in curiosity and she gave you a smile instead. The doctor got seated on a stool and came over to you with the couple of shots in his hands. Your body started to shake some from the anxiety that was invading you and Rhea held you tightly. Not to tight to restrain you but to bring you comfort. The doctor did everything to prep you and you closed your eyes, trying to only feed rheas strong arms around your shaking body.

A few minutes passed and the doctor tapped your hand gently and you opened your eyes to see bandaids on your arms. You couldn’t believe it was already over. You looked up at Rhea to see her smiling brightly at you. “You did it babygirl! I am so proud of you.” She said softly next to your ear making you blush. “I agree! You did extremely well y/n! Here. Have a lollipop!” He said happily and brought over a jar of lollipops. You smiled big, carefully reaching to your favorite flavor and grabbed one.

Rhea and you left the doctors shortly after that and you couldn’t believe how easy that visit was. You were so nervous and anxious last night and you were so glad it was finally over. “Ready for some ice cream baby? I think you deserve it after being so good and brave at the doctors.” Rhea said as she drives and with you on the passenger side. “Wes Pweasie!” You said excitedly and she smiled as she drives y’all to your favorite ice cream place to get your favorite flavor, for her brave girl.

A/n: happy Easter (or whatever you celebrate) or happy Sunday! Gonna try to be posting more but I basically have three jobs now and as soon as I get home, I’m exhausted. I hope anon that you enjoy this and everyone else does too. Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! Take care of yourselves. I love y’all! :)

[redditreceipts]

there should be an extension to every social media site that automatically blocks every male so you never have to read their comments, see their posts or be reminded or their existence while using the platform

[tlacatecctzin]

[misandresther]

Women are angry, and it isn’t hard to figure out why.

We are underpaid and overworked. Too sensitive, or not sensitive enough. Too dowdy or too made-up. Too big or too thin. Sluts or prudes. We are harassed, told we are asking for it, and asked if it would kill us to smile. Yes, yes it would.

Contrary to the rhetoric of popular “self-help” and an entire lifetime of being told otherwise, our rage is one of the most important resources we have, our sharpest tool against both personal and political oppression. We’ve been told for so long to bottle up our anger, letting it corrode our bodies and minds in ways we don’t even realize. Yet our anger is a vital instrument, our radar for injustice and a catalyst for change. On the flip side, the societal and cultural belittlement of our anger is a cunning way of limiting and controlling our power.

We are so often told to resist our rage or punished for justifiably expressing it, yet how many remarkable achievements in this world would never have gotten off the ground without the kernel of anger that fueled them?

— "Rage Becomes Her: The Power of Women's Anger", by Soraya Chemaly

[cocoabuttavasa]

you are too full of life and love to be half loved by someone. you deserve a love that feels satiating for your spirit. you deserve a love that makes you feel seen. you deserve a love that makes you feel heard. you deserve a love that listens and a love that is patient. you deserve a love that is kind and a love that feels warm. you deserve a love that makes your heart explode and a love that sends shivers down your spine. you deserve a love that takes the time to study you, that takes the time to understand your mind. you deserve a love that is patient and compassionate. you deserve a love that grows old. you deserve a love that doesn’t judge but instead accepts you wholeheartedly; flaws and all. you deserve a love that sends tingles through your whole body and leaves butterflies swarming in your stomach. you deserve a love that gives you 80 on the days that you can only give 20. you deserve a love that sends you into overdrive at the slightest thought of their touch. you deserve a love that lasts. you see how you simply read this, you deserve a love that is simple and extraordinary all in one. you deserve to be felt, you deserve to be loved. you deserve love.