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Seiko 5 (SNKL43)

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The Seiko 5 Automatic 21 Jewels SNXG47K1 is a stylish men's watch with a durable stainless steel case and bracelet. It features a white dial with both Arabic and English day and date display. The watch has a mineral crystal for scratch resistance, 21 jewels in its movement for enhanced accuracy, and operates on the reliable Caliber 7S26 automatic movement. The deployment clasp ensures a secure fit, and the see-through case back allows a view of the intricate movement.

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Under The Radar 5

Dark! Steve Roger x Kiwi! Reader

Dividers by @Strangergraphics

Warnings:

This story contains themes of emotional manipulation, power imbalance, dubious consent, toxic relationships, and psychological control. It deals with difficult subjects such as forced dependency and mental/emotional abuse. Reader discretion is advised.

Description: Kiwi thought she had her life under control��until a chance invitation to the Maldives from her former friend pulls her into a web of manipulation and control. What starts as a luxurious vacation turns into a slow descent into captivity as Steve, the wealthy man funding her escape from reality, begins to tighten his grip on her life. Now trapped in a toxic relationship where affection becomes control, Kiwi must navigate a world where every decision is made for her, every boundary crossed, and escape seems impossible.

Is it too late to reclaim her freedom, or will she succumb to the life Steve has crafted for her?

Story Masterlist

The corporate building Steve’s father owned was nothing short of grand. I walked in, nerves tingling at the thought of my new position. The administrator in charge of my training, Claire, greeted me in the lobby and immediately started the tour.

“This is where the magic happens,” she said as we passed by a massive boardroom. I nodded, only half-listening, too awestruck by how polished and professional everything was. I could feel the imposter syndrome creeping in.

We moved through finance, legal, marketing it was all so surreal. Just a few months ago, I was working in a factory. Now I was here.

Honestly, I had no real intention of taking Steve up on his offer. But after just two weeks at home with my parents, I couldn’t take it anymore, I called in and had them set up my training. Between my mom’s constant nagging to reconnect with my “friends” and my dad’s disapproving remarks about my “lack of networking skills,” staying any longer would’ve been unbearable.

It got so bad that, just to shut them up, I told them I had a job offer and was just waiting for my training to start. That, of course, led to a new set of issues. I suddenly needed a “proper wardrobe” because, apparently, I “didn’t know how to dress professionally.” And a new watch, because, as my dad put it, “You can’t just whip out your phone for everything.” He handed me his old Seiko 5 Automatic, the first watch my grandfather ever gifted him, saying I wasn’t “mature enough” for a Rolex yet.

On the surface, all of this looked thoughtful, like they were just slightly overbearing but caring parents. But every compliment had a sting, every “gift” came with a reminder of everything I’d supposedly done wrong in life. Keeping my time with them brief wasn’t just for my sanity; it was to keep me from burning these bridges altogether. I knew I was all they had left, and honestly, I wasn’t sure how they’d handle it if I simply disappeared. The guilt would probably eat me alive. Despite everything, they were all I knew, and in a sick, twisted way, I loved them.

So, here I was, finally at my first day, forcing a polite smile as Claire led me around the office. I barely heard her voice until we reached my new desk.

“And lastly,” Claire said, smiling, “this will be your desk.”

I blinked at the sight of it, positioned right across from Steve’s office, practically tethered to him by proximity.

“Thanks,” I murmured, sliding into the chair as Claire handed me a folder.

“Your training materials are in here. You’ll go over company protocols, and Steve has requested to check in with you personally every day.”

My stomach did a somersault at the thought of Steve hovering over me daily. I needed this job, and I’d made up my mind to put some distance between us now that we were in a professional setting.

“Thanks, Claire. I’ll start going over these,” I said, trying to focus.

Claire nodded and left, leaving me to get comfortable with my bearings, but the unsettling feeling in my gut wouldn’t go away. I couldn’t let Steve think that just because we had history outside of work, he could treat me differently here. I had to set boundaries.

The morning passed without too much fuss until lunchtime, when Steve made his first appearance. He strolled over to my desk, leaning against the doorframe of his office like he owned the place--well, I guess technically, he did.

“Hey, how’s the first day treating you?” His voice carried that easy charm I was used to.

“Good. Just settling in,” I replied, keeping my eyes on my computer, trying to keep things professional.

“Great,” he said, casually moving over my desk to get closer to me. “Let’s grab lunch. I know this amazing sushi spot.”

I finally looked up at him smiling, teeth all straight and pearly, forcing a polite smile. “I’m actually swamped, Steve. Maybe another time?”

He raised an eyebrow, amused. “Too busy for lunch with your boss?”

I suppressed a sigh with a nervous laugh. “Steve, we’re at work now. I think it’s important we keep things... professional.”

“Professional, huh?” He smirked, leaning in slightly. “Come on, Kiwi, we’re friends. We can balance both, right?”

My stomach tightened. I took a deep breath, determined to stand my ground. “I really need to focus. Can we stick to work for now?”

His smirk faded for a second, something like annoyance flashing in his eyes, but it was gone just as quickly. He chuckled, stepping back. “Alright, alright. Focus on work. I’ll check in later.”

As he walked away, I knew that this was far from over. Steve wasn’t the type to back down easily.

The rest of the afternoon blurred by, and I’d almost forgotten about the tension from earlier--until Steve showed up again, leaning in closer this time.

“So, about tonight,” he began, his tone playful but with an edge. “You’re coming out for drinks, right?”

I sighed inwardly, feeling my patience wearing thin. “Steve, we need to set some boundaries.”

He blinked, his expression shifting. “Boundaries?”

“Yes,” I said, keeping my voice steady. “This is a work environment, and I need space. I appreciate everything you’ve done to help me get this job, but I need to focus without any... distractions.”

For a moment, his jaw tightened, but then he smiled, that same charming grin. “Of course. Just trying to help you relax. You seem tense.”

His words didn’t sit right with me. I managed a small smile, trying to ease the tension. “Thanks for understanding.”

He tapped his fingers on my desk lightly, his eyes still on me. “Don’t mention it. But just so you know... I’m not giving up that easily.”

My heart skipped a beat as he straightened up and walked back to his office. I wasn’t sure if he meant it as a joke or something more. Either way, it was clear this wasn’t going to be as simple as I’d hoped. I’d drawn my boundaries, but it seemed like Steve was determined to push every single one.

The next few days at work felt like a tug-of-war. Steve wasn’t exactly crossing lines outright, but he wasn’t backing down either. I’d catch him glancing over at me from his office, more often than seemed necessary. Little things, like dropping by my desk for no reason or insisting I join him for coffee breaks, it started to feel like a test. A test of how far he could push before I’ gave in.

Today was no different. I was finishing up some notes when Steve appeared, leaning over my desk to hand me a file, his fingers brushing mine. “You’re doing a great job,” he said with that grin, the one that always seemed too friendly.

“Thanks,” I said, forcing a smile. “Just trying to keep up.”

His hand lingered on the edge of my desk; his body too close for comfort. “I was thinking--tonight, let’s get dinner. Just the two of us. We can talk about your progress here, you know, check in.”

I hesitated, my pulse quickening. “I don’t think that’s necessary, Steve. I’ve got a lot to do, and I’d prefer to keep work separate from personal stuff.”

Steve’s smile didn’t waver, “Kiwi, we’re friends. Don’t act like I’m asking you to do something out of line.”

I shifted in my seat, trying to maintain my composure. “I appreciate the offer, but I think it’s best to keep things professional.”

He leaned in closer, his voice lowering. “Professional… there goes that word again. You’re making this more complicated than it needs to be.”

I swallowed, suddenly feeling trapped. “Steve, I’m just trying to set boundaries.”

There it was again--another brief flash of something darker in his expression before he quickly masked it with a laugh. “Alright, alright,” he said, stepping back. “I’m just trying to make sure you’re comfortable. We’ll keep it ‘professional’.”

The next day, I decided to take my lunch break alone. I’d barely settled into my usual corner of the café when my phone buzzed with a message from Steve.

Steve: I’m heading over to grab lunch. Join me?

I frowned. I quickly typed a polite excuse.

Kiwi: Sorry, I’m already halfway through my food. Maybe another time.

His response came almost instantly.

Steve: Where are you? I’ll come by.

I didn’t even have a chance to respond before the door to the café opened, and there he was, with his eyes on me. Steve strolled over, sliding into the seat across from me without waiting for an invitation.

“Funny running into you here,” he said, a glint in his eye.

I smiled tightly. “Yeah, crazy.”

For a few minutes, we made small talk--work, the weather, anything that didn’t feel personal. But then Steve leaned forward, his eyes locking onto mine.

“Kiwi, you’ve been acting distant. I’m trying to figure out what’s going on,” he said, his tone shifting to something more serious.

I blinked, caught off guard. “I’m not being distant, Steve. I’m just... trying to focus on the job.”

His lips curved into a smile, “and I get that. But you don’t have to push me away. I thought we were getting close.”

I felt a pit form in my stomach. “Steve, I’m here for the job. That’s what matters.”

He didn’t respond for a moment, just stared at me as if weighing something on his mind. Then he sat back, a smirk playing on his lips. “Alright, Kiwi. I’ll give you your space.”

I should’ve known Steve wasn’t going to just back off. He wasn’t the type to take no for an answer, not for long anyway. At first, he acted like everything was fine, polite, distant enough, professional. But then, like a switch flipped, the demands started.

“Kiwi, I need you at the office before I get in tomorrow. Make sure my coffee is piping hot, 180 degrees and ready. Black, no sugar.”

“Kiwi, I’ve got a meeting with some investors at 8. Make sure I’ve got a casual outfit ready to change into afterward.”

“Kiwi, I’m flying to Tokyo next week. You’re coming along. Pack for the weekend.”

At first, I stumbled, hard. His demands came out of nowhere, like a storm I didn’t see coming. I was barely keeping up. One morning I got his coffee order wrong, too much cream, he only wanted a splash, and he didn’t even bother to hide his displeasure. He made a big deal out of it in front of the entire office.

He muttered, loud enough for my coworkers to hear. “Is it really that hard, Kiwi?”

My face burned with shame as a few people glanced over, some pitying, others snickering. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from snapping back. I needed this job, but more than that, I needed to prove to parents that I could handle it, even if Steve was doing his best to make it impossible.

He was calling me at all times of the day, and night. I’d barely fallen asleep when my phone buzzed at 12 a.m.

Steve: Need you at my place. Meeting with Australia in an hour. Bring the folder on the merger.

I blinked at the message, my heart sinking. Who did that? Who made their PA get up in the middle of the night to show up at their home?

But I went. I dragged myself out of bed, threw on some clothes, and drove over to his place, exhausted. Steve greeted me like nothing was wrong, all smiles and casual charm, as if he hadn’t just interrupted my sleep for something he could’ve handled himself.

“Thanks for coming,” he said, barely looking at me as he scrolled through his phone. “I’ve got a few ideas I want to go over for the Australia meeting. Sit.”

I sat, bleary-eyed, taking notes as he rambled about corporate strategies I didn’t fully understand in my sleep-deprived state. This was becoming my new normal. Coffee runs, clothes prep, late-night calls. Steve was pushing me to the edge, and I wasn’t sure if I could keep this up.

The breaking point came a few weeks later. I had been working my ass off trying to keep up with Steve’s increasingly erratic demands, and I thought I was finally getting into the groove of things. But Steve had other plans.

I was in the middle of typing up a report when he walked into the office, flanked by a few higher-ups. I stood up to greet them, clipboard in hand, ready to offer updates on his schedule. But Steve barely glanced at me.

“Kiwi,” he said, his voice clipped, “why isn’t my presentation ready? We’ve got a meeting in fifteen minutes, and you’re standing around like you’ve got all the time in the world.”

I froze, confused. “I—I thought you said you wanted the slides in by tomorrow. I—”

“Tomorrow?” He cut me off, his voice loud enough to turn heads. “No, Kiwi, I said today. Or is listening too hard for you now?”

I felt all eyes me. My coworkers, the higher-ups—all of them watching as Steve casually ripped me apart in front of them. My stomach churned with a mix of anger and embarrassment, but I forced myself to stay calm.

“I’ll get it ready now,” I said quietly, my throat tight.

Steve rolled his eyes, then turned back to the others with a casual shrug. “This is what happens when you have to deal with amateurs.”

As they walked away, I stood there, humiliated, anger simmering just beneath my skin. That was it. No more stumbling around, no more letting Steve bulldoze over me. If he wanted me to be his PA, fine—I’d be the best damn PA he’d ever seen. But I wasn’t going to let him keep making me feel small.

That night, I stayed up, reviewing his entire schedule, his notes, his preferences, everything. I started memorizing his quirks, his habits, the things that made him tick. I was going to make sure he had no reason to humiliate me again. I’d be one step ahead of him, always ready, always prepared.

Steve didn’t know it yet, but he’d handed me the playbook to beat him at his own game.

I put my new plan into action. Every morning, Steve’s coffee was hot and ready. His presentations? Polished days in advance. I even had his extra clothes laid out for those “casual” meetings before he could ask. He tried to trip me up with last-minute changes, but I stayed ahead of him, anticipating every move before he made it. It felt like a game, one where I refused to let him win.

And Steve noticed. The satisfaction he once got from controlling me started to fade as I grew more competent, was fading. He began testing me harder, pushing boundaries with more erratic requests, continuing to wake me at odd hours for meetings but I was ready, I had his schedule in hand waiting for that call. It was exhausting, but I met every challenge head-on, and the more I succeeded, the more frustrated he seemed.

Then came the announcement: a weekend business trip to meet investors. And of course, I was required to join him. It felt different, though. Private. Isolated. Just the two of us at a luxury resort with the investors. Managing Steve in the office was one thing, but a weekend away from the safety of our professional environment felt... dangerous. Yet, it felt like I couldn’t refuse.

On the flight, he sat too close. His arm brushed mine, lingering longer than necessary. At the resort, during meetings, he played up our dynamic, compliments woven into professional banter, a hand on my lower back for just a little too long. It was subtle, but I felt the undercurrent. Something was shifting.

He was up to something.

After a successful day with the investors, Steve insisted we celebrate. He chose an upscale restaurant, and I knew I couldn’t refuse. At dinner, his flirtation became more apparent. He leaned in closer, his eyes lingering on me in a way that made my skin crawl.

“You know, Kiwi,” he began, swirling his drink slowly, his voice low and deliberate, “You are truly amazing, I couldn’t imagine doing this without you. You’ve proven yourself to be indispensable.” I forced a smile, but I couldn’t shake the unease crawling up my spine. His words carried weight, a suggestion I couldn’t quite place, but it left a sour taste in my mouth. I tried steering the conversation back to work, but he wasn’t having it. Another round of drinks came, and with them, more talk about us.

As we left the restaurant, his arm slid around my waist, his touch too familiar, guiding me back to the hotel. My mind raced,dizzy, knowing he was crossing a line, but unsure of how to push back .

In the elevator, the tension was palpable. He stood too close, the small space amplifying every detail, his cologne, the warmth of his body. I kept my gaze forward, heart pounding as the doors closed, sealing us off from the outside world. Steve didn’t say much, but his silence was louder than words.

When we reached his suite, he opened the door but didn’t step aside. Instead, he gently tugged at my arm, pulling me inside. The air felt heavy, thick with something unspoken.

“Come in, relax a bit,” he murmured, holding out a drink, his eyes never leaving mine. “You deserve to enjoy this. We’ve earned it.”

I frantically shook my head, my voice firmer than before. “I’m good, Steve. I think I’ll just head back to my room.”

But he didn’t move. Instead, he stepped closer, blocking my path. The playful charm he usually carried was gone, replaced with something sharper, more calculating. “Kiwi, don’t act like we haven’t been getting closer. I know you feel it too.” His hand brushed against my arm, the contact sending a chill down my spine.

I took a step back, trying to steady my breathing. “No, Steve. This isn’t right. We’re just colleagues.”

But the look in his eyes shifted, the darkness that usually flickered beneath came to the surface. “Colleagues?” he repeated, his voice cold. “After everything, you think we’re just colleagues?”

The walls felt like they were closing in, but I found my voice. “Yes, Steve. I’m grateful for everything, but that doesn’t mean you can cross boundaries. I need space, and I need respect.”

For a moment, his jaw clenched, and the charm he wore like armor slipped. There was a tense silence before he let out a sharp, humorless laugh. “Respect, huh? Don’t forget who got you this job, Kiwi.”

My legs felt shaky, but I stood firm. “That doesn’t give you the right to try to control me.”

He stared at me, his eyes narrowing in a way that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. “We’ll see about that.”

After the intense conflict in his hotel room, Steve surprises me by backing off. For the first time in a while, I feel like I can actually breathe. He stops micromanaging me, the late-night requests become fewer, and he's not hovering over me at every turn. At first, I'm suspicious. I know Steve too well by now to believe this peace is permanent. He's playing the long game. But for now, I try to enjoy the distance, even though I’m constantly waiting for the other shoe to drop.

The job is good, I can't deny that. The pay is miles better than what I was making before, and I’m starting to feel more competent. I understand the numbers I’m handling, especially when I'm writing notes at meetings and presentations. My degree is finally coming into play, and that gives me a sense of purpose that I’d been missing. Leaving isn’t something I’m ready for yet, but I keep telling myself that if Steve crosses the line again, I’ll have a way out.

Life at my parents' house isn't getting any easier. The tension there has been at an all-time high, and as much as I hate to admit it, this job is my best shot at getting out. I start searching for my own place, somewhere closer to work, somewhere I can finally breathe without the constant bickering in my ear.

The thought of having my own space again feels exhilarating and with the money I’m making now, I can afford a decent one. It’s just a matter of finding the right one. Part of me wonders if Steve’s backing off has anything to do with this newfound freedom I’m reaching for. It’s as if he’s letting me think I have control. And as much as I want to believe I do, I can’t shake the feeling that he’s still pulling the strings

Theres a project and Steve wants me to be a part of it. He brings it up casually in a meeting one afternoon, asking me to collaborate with him on one of the bigger financial initiatives the company is pushing. At first, I hesitate, but the challenge of working on something so significant piques my interest. Plus, if I’m being honest, it’s the kind of work I’d been hoping to sink my teeth into when I first started. So, I agree.

Steve, of course, doesn’t miss the opportunity to get closer. Lunch meetings become the norm again, and every now and then, he suggests we work at his place. I keep the boundary clear, at least for now, reminding him that this is strictly professional. But even when the conversation stays on track, I can tell he’s savoring every second I’m around.

What surprises me, though, is how impressive Steve actually is when it comes to his work. He knows his stuff, better than I expected. He’s sharp with numbers, his strategies are solid, and his understanding of the company’s inner workings is almost intimidating. I find myself learning from him, despite my reluctance to get too close. There’s a part of me that can’t help but admire his skills. It’s in these moments that I see why his father is so eager to pass the company on to him.

But even when I’m impressed, I never forget who I’m dealing with. Steve isn’t just the charming, knowledgeable businessman I see in meetings, he’s the same man who tried to control me, who made it clear that in his world, everything comes with strings attached. I might be playing along for now, but I’m not blind to the game he’s playing.

Several months had passed, and despite everything, I was doing well. Better than I could’ve imagined, actually. After a rocky start at Rogers and Co., things had stabilized. I’d found my groove, and it showed in every part of my life. I’d finally moved out of my parents' house, into my own apartment. It was small but perfect, a space that was entirely mine. With the salary I was earning, I’d even managed to save up enough for six months’ rent in advance, furnish the place to my liking, and afford the little luxuries I’d once thought out of reach.

My parents had even started to take me more seriously, no longer seeing me as the directionless daughter stuck under their roof. I lived comfortably, to the point where I’d started to consider investing, though I hadn’t made any moves yet. The thought of building a future for myself was exhilarating.

Steve, surprisingly, had been cordial, he seemed to respect the space I’d demanded. He’d backed off, let me work without constant interference, and in turn, I was thriving.

I was confident. Six months into the job, my probationary period was about to expire, and I hadn’t given it a second thought. I was sure I’d be hired on full-time. Everything had been going smoothly, no major mistakes, no confrontations. Steve hadn’t given me any significant feedback as of late, critical or otherwise, and I assumed that was a good sign. I was doing my job, and I was doing it well. So, when I got the call from HR to come into their office, I didn’t think twice about it.

I sat down across from the HR rep, offering a polite smile. They looked at me with an odd expression, serious, almost regretful.

“Kiwi,” the HR rep started, their voice firm but sympathetic, “we’ve reviewed your probationary period, and I’m afraid we have to let you go.”

I blinked; not sure I’d heard right. “Wait... what? Let me go? Why?”

They cleared their throat, glancing down at the papers in front of them. “Steve has made the decision. He feels that you’re not a good fit for the role.”

It was like a punch to the gut. “What do you mean not a good fit? I’ve been doing everything I’m supposed to. Steve hasn’t said anything, he hasn’t criticized my work or mentioned any issues.” My voice was rising, panic setting in. This wasn’t happening. This couldn’t be happening.

“I’m sorry, but that’s the decision that’s been made. You’ll need to clear your desk by the end of the day.”

Stunned, I walked back to my desk, my body moving on autopilot. As I started to pack up my things, I could feel everyone watching. Eyes darting in my direction, whispering behind their hands. And of course, Steve’s office was empty. No note, no explanation. He didn’t even have the decency to tell me to my face. He destroys my life and then disappears, leaving me to pick up the pieces.

With each item I placed in the box, the knot in my chest grew tighter. I thought of all the time I’d invested, all the effort I’d put in to prove myself, to create something stable, and in an instant, it was all taken away. The tears I’d been holding back threatened to spill over, but I forced them down, refusing to let anyone here see me break.

When my desk was empty, I walked out of the building for what felt like the last time, my heart heavy with disbelief.

That night, I sat in my apartment, alone, my box of things on the floor beside me. I’d been crying for hours, my face streaked with tears, eyes burning from the effort. I couldn’t stop thinking about what I was going to do now.

All the security I’d built up, the savings, the apartment, the comfort, it felt like it was slipping through my fingers. How long before I couldn’t pay rent? How long before I was back at square one, back with my parents, a failure all over again?

I curled up on the couch, my sobs muffled against the cushions. Steve had taken everything from me.

I spent the first month trying to find another PA position, convinced that if I could just get back on my feet, everything would be okay. The problem was, every PA job I came across paid significantly less than what I’d been making at Roger's and Co. It didn’t make sense. I hadn’t realized how much Steve had been paying me until I started comparing salaries. It was almost triple what others were offering for the same role.

I was getting special treatment.

The rejections came swiftly. And the ones that did reply were offering barely enough to cover my rent, let alone any other bills. I could feel my savings dwindling by the day, the anxiety building with every email that started with "We regret to inform you."

By the second month, I realized I needed to switch gears. There was no way I could survive on PA salaries alone, so I started looking into career paths that aligned with my degree. With a master's in finance, I figured I had a good shot at finding something that could keep me afloat until I could get a raise.

At first, it looked promising. I had multiple callbacks, even landed three potential offers. It felt like a light at the end of a very long, dark tunnel. I went through interviews, prepped like I was back in school, and felt like maybe, just maybe, I was going to make it out of this.

But then, it was just like when I first graduated: rejection after rejection plowed me down, and I found myself desperate enough to accept anything that came my way. And this time, it felt worse. I had real experience now, yet nothing seemed to matter. First, it was a phone call, apologetic but firm: “We’ve decided to go in a different direction.” Then another company, saying they’d filled the position. And just like that, the third potential evaporated too.

It didn’t make sense. Why did everything fall apart so suddenly? My heart sank as I realized this wasn’t normal. Something felt off. It wasn’t just bad luck.

On a hunch, I decided to apply for another job using a different resume. I changed my address to my parents’ house, applied under a slightly different name, and removed Rogers and Co. from my credentials. Suddenly, the floodgates reopened again. I got through to a second interview, and everything seemed fine, until I had to reveal my real name. I told them it was an error, thinking nothing of it.

The shift in tone was immediate. They told me I’d get a call back, but I never did. I showed up for orientation day, only to be told that the position had been filled.

That’s when it hit me. I was blacklisted. Steve had done this. He’d blacklisted me from my entire industry. No matter how hard I tried, no matter what qualifications I had or how well I performed in interviews, it didn’t matter.

I was ruined. $200,000+ in student debt with no clear end in sight. All because of one man.

[basedhighsenberg]

A while back you did a good/better/best buyer’s guide kinda thing for diamonds and stones. Do you know enough to be able to do the same thing for watches? I would like opinions from someone who isn’t a faggot trying to sell me something

I can do that. I'm going to stick with brands I know and sell, so if I don't mention a brand it's because I either don't know it, don't sell it, or I don't care about it.

Under $300- why do you need a guide for this? They're all quartz movement or digital. They're all the same, pick a style and try not to be loud about it. No one cares about Diesel (sorry about your small penis), or Fossil (mom got you the watch, it's nice but stfu), or your Nixon or your watchbox monthly special.

Under $1000- entry level brands like Citizen & Bulova are decent. Citizen Eco-drive's are nice because they never need a battery, and Bulovas do some nice automatics in the $500-$800 range. At this range most people don't care about movement (especially in a quartz watch), at best you're looking at Japanese movement which is pretty good.

Closer to the $1000 mark you're gonna be looking at brands like Hamilton and Tissot automatics. Both are great brands, Hamilton uses Japanese movement where as Tissot uses actual Swiss movement. Movado is another okay brand at this range- decent movement but their watches are far too aesthetically minimalist for my tastes. Seiko is another notable brand at this approximate level.

$1000-$5000 is where we start to get more brands worth mentioning. Immediately over the 1k mark we have higher end Bulova's (mostly models with diamonds, which are for faggots), higher end Hamilton and Tissot watches.

As we get towards the $2500 mark, everything changes over mostly to automatic movement instead of quartz, and major brands really start to open up. Entry level Tag-Heuer and Bremont watches are available at this mark. You also have Oris, Frederique Constant, Michelle, Longines, and a many other brands that mostly come down to differences in aesthetics. There's rarely a wrong choice here when it comes to movement- everything is comparable and real movementheads are going to look at higher end.

This also opens you up to certified pre-owned models from larger brands, say Omega and Cartier. Omega I'll touch on later. Cartier is pure "look I have a Cartier", whether or not you buy one used or pre-owned. As a man, if you're wearing a Cartier I am immediately going to think you are either gay or a European dandy.

Just under $5k, opens you up to middle models in companies like Tag, Bremont, Breitling, some entry level Omegas and some used Rolex models. This also gets you Tudor. Tudor is cool to me because they use Rolex parts and cases but they use different movements. For example Tudor has one model called a Black Bay, that is essentially a Rolex Daytona with color variations and an option for Breitling movement (which I just think is really fucking neat).

$5k+ puts us into the "big boy" brands. High end Tag-Heuers like their Carrera line are available here (I own a blue face Carrera personally- its amazing). Bremont and Breitling also start here for their higher end models. Omega as well, and if you're looking for accurate time keeping Omega is one of the best in the business. The Omega Speedmaster- specifically the moon watch and 007 variants, are iconic and considered staples of any watch enthusiast's collection.

Then you have Rolex. Lower end used Rolex watches can start at $5-6k, new entry levels models like a Date-Just will probably be around $8-10k. Submariners are all easily $12-$15k+, which some like the Hulk (green face) going as high at like $35k. GMT II's are generally $20k+ new. Daytonas can vary anywhere between $50k-120k depends on new/used and the actual model it is. That being said, Rolex movement is NOT the best on the market but it doesn't have to be because no one buys a Rolex for time keeping. Rolex is the epitome of "status symbol" and you play that game accordingly.

Over this mark in price we are getting into ostentatious luxury that you are I are never gonna have to worry about, and this also marks the upper end of my knowledge. Rolex already kind of dips into this category in their higher end. Patek Philippe, Panerai, Richard Mille, Breguet- all brands that would fit here. If you're looking at one of these seriously, you're not like us and I can't help you.

[moonwatchuniverse]

NASA astronaut Don Leslie Lind PhD American physicist, naval aviator Don Leslie Lind was selected an astronaut in NASA Group 5 in April 1966. During the Apollo era, Lind served as CapCom – Capsule Communicator during Apollo 11 and 12. By 1971, Lind was assigned as backup pilot for the Skylab space station missions 3 and 4, as well as being a crew member for a potential Skylab Rescue mission. Finally, in April 1985, Lind flew onboard space shuttle Challenger mission 51-B, spending 7 days in space. In this 1981 official NASA portrait, Don Lind wore his yellow dial Seiko 6139 automatic chronograph, a watch he had been wearing since Skylab training in 1973. Other Apollo era astronauts wearing a Seiko 6139 included William Pogue, Owen Garriott and James Irwin. (Photo: NASA)

[jesawyer]

I’m looking at getting into watches with an automatic watch, probably automatic, in the range of $500 or less. Are there any brands or features you’d recommend looking into or avoiding?

Inflation has damaged the $300-$500 automatic range a bit, but there are still options from Orient (many options), Citizen (Promaster Dive), and Seiko (most of the Seiko 5 line). You can also find a few entry-level Hamiltons around $500, pushing into the $600-$700 range. With few exceptions, Swiss-made automatics generally don't get below this price point.

I would avoid microbrands just because it can make resale difficult and many of the popular microbrands have only been around for ~5 years or less. They almost all use proven automatic movements from Sellita, Miyota, or ETA, so servicing is rarely an issue -- it's mostly just about resale if your tastes change down the road.

As far as features, I think date is the most useful complication. Just be careful about setting the date because most automatic movements get "weird" if you set the date between 9pm and 3am. So always set the time first, making sure you've advanced past midnight, then set the date. Or if you know you're in the Bad Zone, move out of it, set the date, then advance it.

Some watches you might want to check out:

Here's a nice Orient "Bambino". $210.

Citizen Promaster Dive. $476 on sale.

Seiko 5 SRPD91. $335.

Hamilton Field Mechanical. $575. Also this is kind of cheating because it's manual wind but it does have an 80 hour power reserve.

[shop-like-me-the-odt]

Seiko Men's Analogue Automatic Watch Seiko 5 Sports

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Mechanical Watches: Six Months In

From left to right, and in order of acquisition: Timex Waterbury Automatic, Timex Weekender Quartz, Seiko 5 Automatic Back on my birthday in August, Emee gifted me with the nicest watch I have ever owned, a Timex Waterbury. After a lifetime of less expensive quartz watches, many of them from Timex, having a nice mechanical watch was a paradigm change. Here’s a watch that has a big spring instead…

[shaleensme]

Everything You Need to Know About the NH36 Movement

What Is the NH36 Movement?

The NH36 movement is a robust and reliable automatic watch mechanism. Manufactured by Seiko, this movement has gained popularity for its precision and durability. It powers numerous analog watches worldwide, making it a favorite among watch enthusiasts.

Key Features of the NH36 Movement

Automatic and Manual Winding

The seiko nh36 supports both automatic and manual winding. This versatility ensures that the watch stays powered, even if not worn daily.

Day-Date Display

One of its standout features is the day-date complication. The NH36 provides dual-language options for the day display, offering both practicality and customization.

21,600 Vibrations Per Hour

The movement operates at 21,600 vibrations per hour, delivering smooth and consistent timekeeping. This frequency balances accuracy and durability.

24 Jewels for Reduced Friction

With 24 jewels, the NH36 minimizes friction within its components. This design enhances longevity and ensures seamless operation.

40+ Hour Power Reserve

A significant power reserve of over 40 hours allows users to leave their watch unworn for extended periods without losing time.

Why the NH36 Movement Stands Out

The NH36 movement excels in affordability and performance. It’s an ideal choice for watch modders and brands seeking a dependable yet cost-effective option. Its compatibility with various timepiece designs further adds to its appeal.

Proven Durability

Built with Seiko’s renowned craftsmanship, the NH36 is resistant to shocks and wear, ensuring reliable operation for years.

Customizable Design

This movement is a favorite for custom watch projects due to its adaptability. Enthusiasts appreciate the ease of swapping parts to create unique designs.

Wide Availability

The NH36 is widely available in the market. Its popularity ensures an ample supply of replacement parts, making maintenance hassle-free.

Best Watches Featuring the NH36 Movement

Several watch brands incorporate the NH36 movement in their designs. From dive watches to casual wear, this mechanism powers timepieces for all lifestyles. Popular examples include brands like Invicta and Seiko’s entry-level automatics.

Maintenance Tips for NH36 Movement

Proper care ensures the NH36 performs optimally for years. Here are some tips:

Regular Cleaning: Keep your watch clean to prevent dirt from affecting its performance.

Service Intervals: Schedule professional servicing every 3–5 years.

Avoid Magnetic Fields: Keep the watch away from strong magnets to maintain accuracy.

Conclusion

The NH36 movement offers a perfect blend of reliability, functionality, and affordability. Its robust design and versatile features make it a favorite among watch enthusiasts and modders alike. Whether you're buying a new timepiece or upgrading an existing one, the NH36 is an excellent choice.

[replicaqueenwatch]

Thế giới đồng hồ nữ vô cùng đa dạng và phong phú, từ những thiết kế cổ điển, thanh lịch đến những mẫu mã hiện đại, cá tính. Việc lựa chọn một chiếc đồng hồ phù hợp không chỉ đơn thuần là xem giờ mà còn là thể hiện gu thẩm mỹ, phong cách và cá tính riêng của mỗi người phụ nữ. Hiểu được điều đó, Queen Watch tự hào là địa chỉ tin cậy, chuyên cung cấp các sản phẩm đồng hồ nữ chính hãng đến từ các thương hiệu nổi tiếng thế giới như Longines, Tissot, Rado, Citizen, Michael Kevin, Olym Pianus, Orient, Bulova, Seiko, Julius, Doxa, Casio, Teintop. Với hơn 20 năm kinh nghiệm trong lĩnh vực kinh doanh đồng hồ, Queen Watch cam kết mang đến cho khách hàng những sản phẩm chất lượng, mẫu mã đa dạng cùng dịch vụ hậu mãi chu đáo. Queen Watch không chỉ là nơi mua sắm đồng hồ mà còn là nơi chia sẻ kiến thức, kinh nghiệm về đồng hồ. Tại đây, bạn có thể tìm thấy những chiếc đồng hồ Automatic, Quartz, pin, cơ, năng lượng ánh sáng với đa dạng kiểu dáng, chất liệu dây như dây da, dây kim loại, dây vải, dây cao su… phù hợp với mọi phong cách và nhu cầu. Từ những chiếc đồng hồ đính đá lấp lánh dành cho những buổi tiệc sang trọng đến những chiếc đồng hồ thể thao năng động, trẻ trung cho các hoạt động hàng ngày, Queen Watch đều có thể đáp ứng. Đặc biệt, với chính sách bảo hành lên đến 5 năm và chương trình trả góp 0%, Queen Watch mong muốn mang đến cho khách hàng trải nghiệm mua sắm tuyệt vời nhất. Không chỉ tập trung vào chất lượng sản phẩm, Queen Watch còn chú trọng đến dịch vụ khách hàng. Với đội ngũ nhân viên chuyên nghiệp, am hiểu về đồng hồ, Queen Watch luôn sẵn sàng tư vấn và hỗ trợ khách hàng lựa chọn được chiếc đồng hồ ưng ý nhất. Bên cạnh đó, Queen Watch còn thường xuyên cập nhật những mẫu đồng hồ mới nhất, xu hướng thời trang đồng hồ trên thế giới để đáp ứng nhu cầu ngày càng cao của khách hàng. Hãy đến với Queen Watch để khám phá thế giới đồng hồ nữ đa dạng và tìm cho mình một \"người bạn đồng hành\" thời gian hoàn hảo. Đồng hồ nữ Queen Watch – Khẳng định phong cách, tôn vinh vẻ đẹp của người phụ nữ hiện đại. https://queenwatch.com.vn/

[stylessencefinejewellery]

Gift a Watch to Your Special Someone & Let Them Know How Precious They Are

A watch’s relationship to time is one of the main symbols associated with the custom of presenting one as a gift. Seiko Prospex Watches are timepieces that symbolizes the priceless gift of time. It acts as a moving reminder of your past experiences together, the moment you treasure right now, and the memories you still have to make. You are, in a sense, also offering the gift of time.

[watchgalaxy]

The Seiko 5 Automatic 21 Jewels SNKL45K1 is a men's watch with a stainless steel case and bracelet. It features the Seiko Caliber 7S26 automatic movement, eliminating the need for a battery. The black dial with Arabic/English day and date display is complemented by luminous hands and markers for enhanced visibility. The watch has a Hardlex crystal, 21 jewels for improved movement efficiency, and a deployment clasp for a secure fit. It also includes a see-through case back, a pull/push crown, and offers 30m water resistance. With a moderate case diameter of approximately 38mm and a thickness of around 10mm, it combines classic design with functional features.

[emmaameliamiaava]

Best Female Watches - Elegance, Style, and Functionality

Watches for women are more than just timekeeping devices – they are expressions of personal style, sophistication, and taste. Whether you're looking for a luxurious piece, a versatile everyday watch, or a trendy fashion accessory, there's something for every woman. From classic timepieces to modern designs, here are some of the best women’s watches that combine functionality with beauty, available in India.

1. Rolex Datejust

The Rolex Datejust is the epitome of luxury and elegance. Known for its timeless design and reliable performance, this watch features a date display and is available in a variety of materials, including stainless steel and gold. The Datejust is a perfect blend of sophistication and durability, making it an ideal choice for women who appreciate both style and substance.

2. Omega Constellation

The Omega Constellation collection offers a stunning range of women’s watches, each combining high-end craftsmanship with bold design. The watch’s signature star design and smooth lines make it a popular choice among women seeking luxury. With its Swiss automatic movement and exquisite materials, the Omega Constellation offers both elegance and performance.

3. Tissot Bella Ora

The Tissot Bella Ora combines classic styling with modern charm. Its slim, oval-shaped case and elegant leather strap give it a sophisticated, feminine look. Available in various colors, the Tissot Bella Ora is perfect for those who want a chic, stylish watch that can be worn for any occasion, from formal events to casual outings.

4. Casio Sheen

Casio’s Sheen collection is a favorite among women who appreciate fine craftsmanship at an affordable price. These watches feature elegant designs, often with a mother-of-pearl dial, Swarovski crystals, and delicate detailing. The Casio Sheen offers a sophisticated yet trendy look, making it a versatile accessory for both professional and social occasions.

5. Michael Kors Runway

The Michael Kors Runway watch collection is known for its bold, oversized designs and statement-making style. With large dials and gold or silver-toned finishes, these watches are perfect for women who prefer a more daring, fashion-forward accessory. Whether you're looking for a simple design or one with added bling, the Michael Kors Runway offers plenty of options to suit any style.

6. Seiko Presage

Seiko’s Presage collection is perfect for women who love classic elegance combined with Japanese craftsmanship. With a refined design, the Seiko Presage features a stunning dial with textured finishes and sleek stainless steel cases. Its automatic movement ensures reliable timekeeping, and its timeless appeal makes it a versatile piece for all occasions.

7. Fossil Jacqueline

The Fossil Jacqueline watch is a simple yet stylish piece that fits seamlessly into any wardrobe. With a clean design featuring Roman numerals and a minimalist dial, this watch is perfect for women who appreciate understated elegance. Available in various strap options, from leather to stainless steel, the Jacqueline is an ideal everyday watch.

8. Longines DolceVita

The Longines DolceVita series combines sophistication with Italian-inspired design. Known for its rectangular case and refined lines, this watch offers a timeless look that will never go out of style. The Longines DolceVita is perfect for women who prefer elegant designs with a touch of class, ideal for both casual wear and formal occasions.

9. Tag Heuer Aquaracer

The Tag Heuer Aquaracer is a perfect choice for women who enjoy an active lifestyle. With water resistance up to 300 meters, this sporty timepiece can withstand the rigors of diving and outdoor adventures while maintaining a stylish design. The Aquaracer is an ideal blend of performance and aesthetics, making it perfect for women who demand both durability and elegance.

10. Bvlgari Serpenti

The Bvlgari Serpenti watch collection is the ultimate in luxury and design. Known for its iconic serpent-inspired design, the Serpenti collection features coils that wrap around the wrist, offering a striking, fashionable look. Crafted from precious metals and adorned with diamonds, these watches are perfect for women seeking a truly luxurious and unique timepiece.

Conclusion

Female watches are more than just accessories – they are statements of style, taste, and sophistication. Whether you opt for the luxury of a Rolex Datejust or the boldness of a Michael Kors Runway, there’s a timepiece that matches every woman’s personality and lifestyle. These watches combine timeless designs, precision craftsmanship, and modern innovations, making them perfect for any occasion, from everyday wear to special events.

Explore the wide selection of female watches available in India and find the perfect one that complements your style, needs, and preferences!

[moonwatchuniverse]

January 23... remembering NASA astronaut William Pogue In 1966, USAF test pilot William “Bill” Pogue was selected as NASA astronaut in group 5 and started training for the Apollo lunar & Skylab space station missions. Between November 1973 and February 1974, Pogue was pilot for NASA’s Skylab 4 space station mission which lasted 84 days 1 hour. During that mission, both SL-4 commander Gerald Carr (Movado Datachron HS360 automatic) and William Pogue (Seiko 6139-6005 automatic) were the first astronauts to wear an automatic chronograph in space! However, as in this 1966 portrait, there’re several photos showing William Pogue clearly wearing his gold Oyster Perpetual Date pilot watch, even during desert survival training. (Photo: NASA)