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On the Clock Feelings
Synopsis: Reader is the newest employee to Family Video. While Steve has taken a liking to her, the same can not be said for Robin.
Warnings: FamilyVideoSteve x FemReader featuring Robin, new job, defensive/protective Steve, workplace banter, Steve injuring himself, pining / let me know any I missed
Word Count: 2.1K
a/n: Hey, hi, hello! This is my first oneshot in the Strangers Things universe! I had originally wrote this earlier in the year but finally got around to finishing it. I hope you enjoy!
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“Where’s Robin?” She had asked from the passenger seat.
“Oh- she’s skipping her lunch.” Steve lied. Robin Buckley was in fact not skipping her lunch. More like Steve had asked Robin to sit in the Family Video breakroom for just one day. Steve was also subsequently $10 more broke than yesterday, the two being completely unrelated. “So,” he tried to change the subject, “how are you liking Family Video?”
“It’s… not terrible.” She mumbled over her milkshake, poking it with the spoon as she tried to break down the oreo bits before they clogged up her straw. “Keith is… a bit much though.” This made Steve laugh. Not as if he wasn’t always laughing in her company, but because on some level it made him feel sorry for her. The fact that Keith was their manager remained to be some lifelong karma lesson that Steve couldn’t quite figure out. At least it was Saturday and Keith happened to have today off. “And… I know she’s your friend… but Robin keeps pushing her work onto me.” Her body had slid lower into the seat, still cradling the cup closer to her chest. “Like I get it, I’m the new guy. But do I have to do all the putbacks- gobacks? Like she does know I can run the desk, right?”
Steve wiped the smile from his face as he brushed the salt from his fingertips over his knee. “No, she knows. Robin just- Robin likes to feel like she’s in control.” This wasn’t incorrect. Steve knew Robin was trying to manipulate their roles so they would have more chances to interact on the clock. So far it was working, though he was now certain to talk to Robin about maybe letting them have desk time. “But I’ll talk to her.” Looking over to her, he noticed she was still jabbing away at the cold cream. “Is there anything else?”
“Steve. I don’t need you to fight my battles for me.” His actions froze, the finger twiddling he had started paused.
“I didn’t- that’s not what-“ he was fumbling for an explanation now. Once he realised how he felt, every action around her became a coordinated step.
“It’s never been like this,” he tried to explain to Robin one night. “I just get around her and start stumbling over everything.”
“Wow, it’s like you have to actually try.” Robin had then mocked him.
“It’s just- Robin is my friend… and you’re also my friend, and I don’t want my friends to fight.” How self preservative, he thought. He watched as his words played through her mind and he hoped that labeling her as a friend didn’t hurt her in any way. It’s not like they weren’t friends… but Steve knew he felt more than a friend to her.
“Well, as your friend, I can handle myself.” Looking up to Steve, she tried not to think of how he had been looking at her. She tried not to think of how Steve Harrington, her coworker, had been almost caught staring at her lips, choosing to believe the stare and everything else in consideration were hopefully unrelated. “What is it?” Shaking his head, the look disappeared and a few strands of hair fell over his face.
“It’s nothing.” Looking at the watch on his wrist, he then reached for the keys, turning the car off. “We have to go anyway.” With a simple nod, that was mostly for herself, she started helping him gather up their trash and whatever else they would need to take back into Family Video. She had almost forgotten about the overcast sky above them, the endless gray cloud that seemed to linger over all of Hawkins.
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When they reentered Family Video together, Robin’s head naturally perked up in their direction. “Oh thank goodness, you’re back!” She called to them from behind the desk. (Y/N) felt like it was mostly to Steve though, as she had never outrightly been so relieved to see her before. Springing up from her seat, Robin rounded to the cart that had been sitting just in the front corner of the desk, her hand lingering on the metal frame before sharing a smile to Steve. “Now that you’re back, this lovely cart needs to be put away and-“
“Actually Robin, I was hoping we could have the desk.” Robin froze completely in place, hands still grasping the cart as she had started pushing it towards the two.
“What?” There was an incredulous indention to her voice, almost like she couldn’t believe Steve was disagreeing with her.
“It’s just, she wanted to see the protocol for some technical situations. More practice on the computer, you know?” Nodding her head, Robin was cutting them both a glance that (Y/N) couldn’t quite pick up on.
“Right.” She pushed the cart around them now, gently bumping into Steve’s shoulder. “Well, maybe you should time me. I’m sure I can put this away faster than the two of you.” Steve rolled his eyes as Robin took the cart and pushed it away and into the aisles, disappearing for now. The two of them entered the little corral that was the hub inside the desk, the walls being the desk itself as it wrapped around them. From the corner of his eye he could see how she hesitated to even sit down, just standing ever so slightly behind him as she looked around the desk, almost unsure to touch anything.
“Here.” He pulled a stool out from under the counter, motioning for her to sit in front of the computer. When she did so, he tried to then figure out where the best place for him to stand would be. “So- you’ve used a computer before right?” He settled for standing just a bit behind and to the side of her.
“Only a little bit?” She still sounded unsure of herself. He wondered if it were her nerves and whether, had it been anyone else in this situation, would she sound the same? She was practically sitting in front of him as he reached around her for the mouse, careful not to lean onto her or anything.
“Okay, well for starters, you’re going to want to shake the mouse to wake up the computer.” He bumped the piece and waited for the static of the screen to come to life. But there was no static, it remained silent. Pursing his lips to the side, he tried to then look under the desk and he saw it. The computer had been turned off. “Or make sure, it’s turned on.”
“You sure you know what you’re doing?” Her voice called down to him. It brought a smile to his face as her humour started to return to her, meaning she was feeling comfortable again. For Steve though, he was too worried about how close he was to her legs that he almost didn’t notice how close the underside of the desk was. That was all, until he hit his head under the counter on his way back up.
“Shit!” He cursed under his breath as he stood back up to his normal posture. He tried to focus on the giggling she was failing to control, but he couldn’t ignore how badly his head felt, a burning sensation over the spot.
“Are you okay?” Her body had turned to face him now, her knees nearly brushing his legs.
“Sure. Wouldn’t be the first time.” Steve hoped she wouldn’t read too much into his words. He hadn’t wanted to talk about the horrors he had seen in the last four years with her just yet. Honestly, he had hoped it would be something that she would never need to know about.
Too distracted by the pain and his thoughts, he didn’t notice how her hands reached up to hold his head in her hands, palms resting just below his ear near his jawline. Her touch was soft and delicate, and Steve considered how he hadn’t felt anything as pure as her hold. Looking into her eyes felt like a mistake though, like a tar trap that he wouldn’t escape, not that he wanted to. While her eyes were full of concern, he saw the tender affection swimming in her irises and he tried not to drown in it. To be the star athlete he had once been praised for. But his teammates had never swam through tar. And he couldn’t remember the last time he felt so much in just a stare. “Well your eyes don’t look dilated.”
“They’re not?” He asked, his voice a whisper as his hands reached up to hold on to her wrists. “That’s good?”
“Really good.” A smile was pulling at the corner of her lips like a homecoming banner being pulled up a wall. “It means, no concussion.” The smile stayed, and he couldn’t fight the smile growing on him at the idea that he had put hers there.
“Oh.”
“How do you feel?” With his fingers over her soft skin, he could feel the slight muscle tremor as she had tried to withdraw her hold, but he just squeezed her wrists instead, taking comfort in the warmth they were temporarily providing him.
“It still kind of hurts.”
“Maybe you need ice?”
“Yeah,” the last syllable dragged out, “ice.” He had to let go of her then. They couldn’t stay that way, no matter how much his heart was crying to. He couldn’t fathom willingly trading the warmth she had provided him, even in that small moment, for a bag of cold ice to numb the pain at the back of his head. What about the ache in his heart? Was there a reliever for that?
While he was lost in his daydream, she got up from the stool, and with her hand now holding his wrist, tried to pull him to the backroom of Family Video. “Robin, we’ll be in the back!” Steve would’ve winced at the volume which she was talking, but her guiding him to the back seemed to balance out his pain for comfort ratio.
“No funny business!” Robin called to them from somewhere in the shelves. “I mean it Steve Harrington!”
“Got it!” He rolled his eyes as they passed through the door, her hold on his wrist guiding him to the table at the center of the room.
“Sit here. I’ll get the bag of ice.” Somehow she had found a plastic bag in some drawer behind him and the freezer had been miraculously capable of making ice today. With a paper towel wrapped around the bag, she offered it to him to hold to his head, and it was then he felt his first wave of guilt. He’s a former student athlete, he should be taking care of himself. Why was he so resided to letting her take care of him?
“You didn’t have to do this, you know? I’m the one who hit my head on the counter.” He tried to point out to her as she took a seat in the spot next to him. She kept her hands to herself now, watching him as he winced between the pain and the cold temperature of the ice.
“Yeah well.” Her eyes looked around him before settling on him once more. “I just wanted to make sure…” Breaking their gaze, she looked down to her fingers, hands clasped together so neither of them would be tempted to hold the other. “You’re like, the only one looking out for me, here. I just wanted to do the same for you.” She looked back to him now, not sure what to expect from his expression. But there was a smirk on his lips, a smugness she hadn’t seen on him. “What?”
“You just…” Waiting on his words, she wasn’t really sure what he would say. “You care about me?” The smug coating of his words never left his face. Her brain was backpedaling to get out from under that feeling.
“I mean, you're my coworker.” Ouch. “And the only one that’s been checking in on me. So yeah?” Removing the ice pack from his head, he noticed how some of the ice was beginning to melt, a small collection of water at the bottom of the bag.
“Coworker?” He asked, attention still on the water sloshing around the bag.
“Yes?”
“That’s funny.”
“What?”
“That’s just a weird label for someone you care about.” He thought he had this one. That they had danced around each other verbally enough that he could win this one.
“Well that’s what you are, so-” It’s not what I would like to be. Steve let their banter die out.
Let her have this one, he thought to himself, there will be plenty more to come.
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Thank you for reading!
#stranger things#steve harrington#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington reader insert#steve harrington x y/n fluff#steve harrington x fem#fangst#stranger things fandom
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Here's a development snapshot from Fangst! A lot of things are coming together right now on our little action fishing game... very exciting!
#gamedev#gamemaker#indie games#fishing game#indiedev#fangst#update#indie game#hey tag onlookers its not really relevant in this post theme but you do play as a huge shredded transgender man and you can kiss dudes
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one of my greatest fears as a game developer is putting all of this effort into making an interesting, sexy, power fantasy of a transmasc main character only for the game to never find its audience and it to be completely forgotten
success is relative but i want trans men to know him, play as him, and feel that i made him for us
#new demo soon though. i maintain hope that my work will be seen and remembered#i love this man i want everyone to see him#fangst#vertebrae entertainment#gamedev is hard and i need to vent but not on the main blog#maybe i'll make a more refined version of this post there later#fishinc game rant
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N7 Challenge Overload
Breathe
Crafty_little_nerd (Izzime)
Summary:
Garrus finds some time to help Shepard unburden herself and breathe.
Notes:
N7 Day 9 Challenge Overload is way late, I had an idea for this, and it kind of got away from me.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/42988131
#Mass Effect#mass effect 3#mass effect trilogy#mass effect fanfiction#mass effect fanfic#mass effect fandom forever#fluff#angst#fangst#hurt/comfort#fanfiction#fanfic#Garrus Vakarian#female shepard#femshep#Garrus Romance#jane shepard#femshep x garrus#garrus x femshep#n7 month#n7 month 2022
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Fangst
#120#120mm#120 film#Hasselblad#500 C/M#hasselblad 500c/m#Fangst#Band#Bodø#Nordland#norge#Norway#boat#boats#dock#harbor#bay#analogue#analog#analogue photography#analog photography
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~ fetchen angst in which gretchen can’t help but be jealous of how quickly karen takes to cady.
karen’s always clung relentlessly to gretchen…and then the new girl from kenya upended it all. gretchen sees karen holding cady’s arm the way she’s always done with her and, for some stupid reason, everything comes crashing down around her and she feels the corners of her eyes prickle with tears.
then again, she’s always felt this way. she’s always hated it when karen was touchy with other people. not to sound selfish or anything, but she always wanted something that belonged to only her and karen.
maybe she just wants karen to belong to her.
she hates knowing that karen wants to be just as close with other people as she does with her. it’s not fair. first, karen’s holding cady’s arm and what next? what if gretchen gets replaced? what if karen wants someone else to be her best friend?
it has nothing to do with the fact that gretchen loves karen so much it physically hurts when she thinks of her being with someone else. it couldn’t be- they’re not even together.
it’s just the principle.
#fangst (fetchen angst)#mean girls#mean girls 2024#mean girls musical#gretchen wieners#karen shetty#karen smith#fetchen#karen x gretchen#gretchen x karen#lesbian#pansexual#lgbt#lgbtq#queer#wlw#wlw ship#sapphic#sapphic ship#angsty lol
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Analyse: Stort potentiale for CO2-fangst og lagring i dansk havgræs
Analyse: Stort potentiale for CO2-fangst og lagring i dansk havgræs
En analyse fra Tænketanken Hav viser, at ålegræs potentielt kan optage og lagre op til 47 mio. ton CO2, hvis vi genplanter det i havet. Det svarer til mere end Danmarks årlige CO2-udledninger. Plantning af ålegræs kan dermed hjælpe både klimaet og naturen og bidrage til den grønne omstilling.
Der er store klimagevinster at hente under havets overflade i Danmark.
Det viser en ny analyse fra…
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#Analyse: Stort potentiale for CO2-fangst og lagring i dansk havgræs#CO2#Danmark#Liselotte Hohwy Stokholm#Mogens Flindt
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Oda Iselin Sønderland (Norwegian/Irish, 1996) - Fangst (Catch) (2019)
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Tatort Stuttgart: Die Nacht der Kommissare
Booty war beim Friseur, welch Freude
Kommt in de beschte Familien vor, dass man n Mord nicht aufklärt?
Hatte irgendein Tatort Kommissar JEMALS einen Durchsuchungsbeschluss, wenn einer nötig war?
From "Ich liebe dich" to "Wenn du mein Auto kaputt machst, knall ich dich ab" in less than 10 seconds
Willst du mein Spätzle sein? <3
"DA ISCH DIE MUDDA!"
A Lannert has hit your Windschutzscheibe
"Sind Sie auch bsoffen Bootz?" "Ja das wär ich gerne."
"HEINZ FAHR DEI SCHUBLÄDLE RAUS"
"Hab ich dir schon gesagt, dass ich dich liebe?" "Heut no ned."
HÄTT DIE DEN EISKALT ABGEKNALLT JAHAHAHA
Wer hat dieses Drehbuch geschrieben......
"Ich hoffe sehr, sie sterben innerhalb der nächste halbe Stunde an Lungekrebs, dann kann ich endlich schlafe gehn."
PAHAHAHA SCHLÄGT DER DEN NIEDER
"Und du fangst s Putzen an..." "Des ghört sich so!!!"
Tiger???
Keine Eier, aber dafür ne höhere Lebenserwartung
As much for höhere Lebenserwartung
Er ist "Arzt" (side eye)
Booty for Tigerfutter
Miezekatze :D
Tatort war so wild, dass der Fernseher abgeschmiert ist
Sogar den Penis, ja das lohnt sich natürlich
"Der tut nix."
1 2 3 4 Eckstein my ASS
Naja so hoch ist der Balken jetzt auch nicht, dass der da gleich sterben würd
Die zwei sind on their way zum Traumschiff
Ahahaha poly
Ja, ich fands auch lustig
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Du fangst shoyn on? Oy.
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Experimenting with a painterly Munch-inspired sun for our game.
("Solen" by Edvard Munch)
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Blume - Blüte im Regen - Sonne - Sommer - Natur - Thüringen - Germany - 🔸Irgendwann hörst du auf mit anderen über deine Probleme und Sorgen zu reden und fangst an, alles mit dir alleine still und leise auszumachen. - 🔹At some point you stop talking to others about your problems and worries and start to settle everything quietly and quietly on your own. - - - - - #blume #blüte #pflanze #natur #thüringen #germany #photosia_de #photo #macro #plants #photojunkie #photography #nature #natur #rain #macrolover #love #sun #flowerofinstagram #beautiful #naturelover #nofilter #blumenliebe #flowerlover #macroshot #natureshot #perfection #liebe #esd #angel (hier: Thüringen, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cg7OLNsIxkM/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
#blume#blüte#pflanze#natur#thüringen#germany#photosia_de#photo#macro#plants#photojunkie#photography#nature#rain#macrolover#love#sun#flowerofinstagram#beautiful#naturelover#nofilter#blumenliebe#flowerlover#macroshot#natureshot#perfection#liebe#esd#angel
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du må ikke fortryde
forkaste
dit liv
lov mig
dine smukke hænder dit smukke ansigt!
jeg holder det i mine hænder jeg holder dem i mine hænder
Åhh tanken om at intet nogensinde var nok
Du er på alle billederne!!
Du er en livskraft
Du tror kemien overtog din hjerne
Måske gjorde den
Men girlllll
Du er her
Du er her
Ligemeget hvad de lægger i dit hoved
Ligemeget hvad de hvisker
Ligemeget hvilken fangst du får på fiskekrogen
Vil du altid være min første min største kærlighed
Min cyborg, min løve
Jeg elsker dig også
Når du er evnesvag
Du er slet ikke mig
Du spreder dine ben samtidig med at oceanerne skaber storme over storebælt
Det uforståelige er det smukkeste
Det er det vi kan omforme
Kan du huske modulervoksen under neglene
Kan du huske hjertet i underbevidstheden kan du huske menneskets anatomi
Kan du elske
Kan du finde ud af at snakke i telefon
Du er ik noget særligt
Det er ingen
Du begyndte at se mørke syner
Eller var det i
I virkeligheden
Stjernestøv
Og stjernestøvet løber stadig op ad dine underarme og hjem til din hals og ud af munden for du kan ikke styre det
Elskede vinen
Stærke vin stærke hjerne
Stærke hjernedøde hjerne
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Don't you just love when people talk out off their asses?
I'm not a archeologist or a doctor or something similar to that(neither is the author of this artical), so i dont know shit. That dosent mean i can't have an opinion on what people say, if he can say his opinion then i can as well. That being said this is purly my opinion and some of it might not be correct
This comes from a Norwegian science website (https://www.forskersonen.no/debattinnlegg-historie-jakt-og-fangst/nei-kvinner-var-ikke-bedre-jegere-enn-menn-i-steinalderen/2316475) and is a debate piece
(sorry in advance if anything i written wrong or badly, english my second language)
"No, women were not better hunters than men inn the stoneage"
Not saying women were better than men, but neither were men better than women, but like who really knows the stone age was milions of years ago.
BTW the author is a "høyskolelektor i helsefag" which is a collage lecturer/teacher who teaches health professions. He's criticizes the Scientific American magazin for talking about/debunking the 2 sexes theory and that women can't possibly be better than men in sports or anything that is male dominated(with a sprinkle of transphobia)
He links to the website of Jerry Coyne, who from what i gathered while a biologist is also a hard deserminist and antireligion that he seems to(me at least) not know how to seperate his personal opinions and scientific fact.
This is some of my favorite parts of the article/s
"There is a reason that female athletes drugs themselves with derivatives of male and not female hormones"
Btw the reason is that testosteron will promote muscle mass by increasing muscel protein syntesis and it (along with estrogen and cortisol) is a natrual steriod that we produce. The steroid that is used in sport is Anabolic steroids.
But why bring up that? If you want to talk about the diffrences hormons gives us, then there are better ways to go about it, no one is denying that estrogen and testosteron have widly different effects.
And talks about the female and male body diffrences, like that women have larger hips and chest then menn and in the last sentence says that womens fat-percentage makes them worse at sports like running and sprinting(ok??)
First he talks about the diffrenses in records for running between men and women in maratons.
There more reason to this then hormons and biological gender that makes the diffrence between world records of men and women.
If want to read something about this:https://www.outsideonline.com/health/training-performance/female-athlete-science-up-to-speed-book-christine-yu/
Then he says "the commotion around Transwomen that goes inn and wins over biological women in athletics demonstrate the diffrence in capacity"
??? Thats just not true. Transwomen are more often than not barred from womens sports and when they are allowed to participate they will get scorned by cis-women that either came behind them(like the transwomen dont even have to win just get before the wrong woman) or will get forced out by cis-women.
There after he says "men dominates inn all sports that involves power, endurance and/or strength. Not only that but they fill the toplists of strategic games and activities like chess, World of Warcraft and paintball. Hunting is in of itself also a mansdominatet activity. To attribute this to discrimination or uncomplete equality work is too dumb".
Again there are other reasons for this, women are literally pushed out of these sports. There are unfortunately still alot of cis-men that seem to think that women are not as smart as them or even that women are akin to objects. If you were in a heavily male dominated field(even with work outside of sports) there is a good chance of you as a woman to expirence harrasment and even sexual assult. When it comes to hunting it's often that women either have been bared form such a activity because of sexism or lack of interest because of it being so heavily cis-man dominated.
"men, not women are optimized for hunting"
"The ladies behind the publications argues that estrogen is like a prensentasion advencer. in reality it's testoseron that is the real battle- and performence hormone. meanwhile estrogen levels make women more form and caring, is raised testosteron connected to muscelmass, risktaking and vigor."
Fhis is just really weird to read. Why are we attributing hormons in general to war or care. If we think like this we essenily are telling people who dont fit inn this mold that they are less of a person, on top of that this is what leeds to people making fun of men who works or want to work in a women dominated field such as nursing, kindergarden teacher or similar professons.
"In women who train a lot and hard, and especially those with a low fat percentage (optimal for fast movement), it is not unusual to have menstrual disturbances. This falls under what is referred to in the fitness world as the female athlete triad: a constellation of physical problems that hard-training women often experience. Men can also be injured by a lot of exercise, but are not as susceptible as the ladies. They also do not experience reproductive resentment to the same extent, which supports the idea of better genetic conditions."
I might be wrong, but i think you would have to train excessively for that to happen. The same prosess can happen if you have anorexia. Hormon disurbences side effects can make menstruation worse as well. It dosen't only hurt women, elevated testosteron levels in men can be dangerous, as well as making our(everyone's) cortisol levels to lower so much that it can leave us in a chroniclly stressed state.
"A number of other documented gender differences paint a picture of the man, not the woman, as the hunter. The male gender demonstrates better spatial navigation, distance vision, throwing accuracy and power and explosiveness, to name a few. More muscle in the shoulders, arms, chest and back gives better throwing and carrying ability, and a penchant for creating and working in coalitions and teams provides the prerequisites for achieving common objectives. There is also no escaping the fact that it is the woman, not the man, who becomes pregnant, gives birth, breastfeeds and has a built-in sensor for baby crying."
I'll be honest and say that i dont know how to answer this. why is he reducing women down to childbearing? All this good talk about menand all you have to say about women is "babymaking machine". like there is nothing esle to say about women, no mention of women having better color vision. also how do we even know if any of this is purely biological and not just social? It is possible that it comes som how we are brought up.
"Instead of depriving men of what they are good at, why not cultivate what women are good at? It's not like women have never hunted. But usually it is the men who carry the spear and bow and arrow. The cases where the female gender has a central role in this work are the exceptions, not the norm. Gathering, including the acquisition of less mobile animals, is the dominant income-generating activity for women. We still see this to this day, with hunter-gatherer groups such as the Hadza and !Kung."
Taken what from who?? No-one is takning anything from men lol. "usually it is men who carry" how would you know? Did you go back in time and check? Why not metion native women like the Aeta women who hunted the same prey as the men as well as they were gatheres. People in hunter gather societies often weren't as gender segregated as we have thought and many newer studies tell us that women hunted either just as much or that the rolles weren't as gender specific as we've been told.
https://www.smithsonianmag.com/smart-news/early-women-were-hunters-not-just-gatherers-study-suggests-180982459/
"There are several things that women are better at than men. They typically have high social and emotional insight, good verbal skills, and the ability to care and multitask, to name a few. Just as the fact that men are good at physical and strategic challenges is a result of natural selection and adaptation, the female strengths are also rooted in evolution."
Is that really the truth tho? Is it really how we evolved? Is it really that rigid? Im personally not that convinced.
Trying to erase the differences between the sexes undermines, rather than empowers and celebrates, the woman, as it does not carry through in reality. There biology stands strong and big in the way of progressive leveling fantasy."
"Distortion of reality does not bring science or the sexes forward, but backwards."
Yeah, cause everything he has metioned is celebrating women. reducing women to be only a caretaker and childbearer is soooo celebrating/s. More and more it seems that it's rather what hes is spouting that isn't rooted in reality. Biology dosen't in any way stand in the way for progressive leveling fantasy, literally the opposite, more often than not it seems biologi and biologist agree with what we are saying and often it's them we get our information from.
That last sentence is has to be ironic, you can't seriously think that. How the fuck do you think we have comed as far as we have??? Without some form of reality distortion we wound't have the things we have. This is what most of the people in science we look up to or the inventors were told, like do you think Da Vinci or Tesla were told that they were geniuses in the beginning? No, most people thought that they were insane that there theorys or ideas were not rooted in reality.
If anything its thoughts and ideas as his that brings us backwards and not forwards.
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