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[lively-potter]

— nepenthe ; jjk ; part two

— genre ; age gap, angst, fluff, smut, sheltered oc, ceo jungkook, mafia/gang vibes ( kinda/sorta )

— warnings ; please note that in the beginning, the oc is in an abusive home — and if this triggers you please do not read. the oc is of age but nothing smutty will be happening for a while — but there WILL be smut. A small bit of SA is in this chapter and if it tiggers you, don’t read.

— intro, part one

— 2024 © @LivelyPotter

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— taglist ; @ahgasegotarmy116 @jk97bam

— word count ; 2.2k

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SOLARIS January 20th, 2024 Charleston, SC

THE NAME SENT TREMBLES OF FEAR DOWN MY SPINE.

"Chairman Jeon?" my words cut off in a whimper at the reminder of the man everyone was frightened of. It was no secret to everyone how influential Chairman or Mister Jeon was and how much power he held by being the Chairman and owner of most of the multi-billion dollar companies in the United States and South Korea; the country he was originally from.

He even owned a Gentlemen's club here, called Ataraxia, in Charleston that Father visits more often than he ought — when the Chairman allows other people in the private club one another month.

I bit down on my lip as more thoughts raced through my brain.

Chairman Jeon wasn't a man even the most courageous of people wanted to cross, and those who did were either found dead...or just disappeared into thin air. He was the kind of man parents threatened their children with when they wanted them to behave. He was the same man Father threatened me with when I wouldn't stop crying after Mama died. Chairman Jeon was the most powerful sort of man Charleston had ever seen. It was also rumored that he had strong ties to the Mafia.

A cold chill passed through me at the thought.

Most of the people who lived here were grateful he barely made appearances, since ninety-five percent of the population of Charleston worked for him.

It had been months since Chairman Jeon had been here – I reckoned he spent most of his time in Korea, where his permanent residence was.

"Go to your room, girl, and remember –" he cut himself off to glare heatedly at me, "this house had better be spotless. I won't have my friends visit a pig stye."

I jerkily nodded and without wasting a moment, I raced away from him and shot to my bedroom. The first thing I did was wrap myself in my blanket and huddle in the corner – it was something I did when I wanted to think clearly.

Picking at the skin on my lip, I hesitantly glanced out the window and sighed. This would be a nerve-wracking week.

A stuffed purple bunny sat on the edge of my bed – a stuffed animal five-year-old me lovingly named; Mr. Carrots – caused me to smile. I shivered slightly underneath my blanket, thanking god I was finally warming up – and snatched the bunny from my bed and snuggled close to its neck.

Mr. Carrots had been with me the majority of my life and he was one of the only pieces of Mama I had left.

He brought me peace and comfort when Mama couldn't. I was anxious for what the next few days would bring but I didn't have any other choice but to just let them play out the way God intended.

*** SOLARIS January 21st, 2024 Charleston, SC

THE NEXT DAY WAS MUCH BRIGHTER THAN THE LAST.

Father had left before I woke up, sniffling with the first signs of a cold. I wrapped myself in one of Father's old sweaters to keep myself warm.

Wrapping my arms around my tummy with a flinch, I knew I better pay attention when it came time for Father to come home. The last thing I needed was for him to catch me wearing his old clothes to keep me warm.

The only thing I had to do before I started taking overthink down and cleaning was to place a new bandaid on the gash on my wrist.

Doing that, quickly, stomach grumbling in hunger, I entered the kitchen with a longing glance out of the tiny window above the kitchen sink.

I had lost count of how many years it had been since I was allowed to go outside the house and explore. I reckoned it had been years. I hardly remembered what kind of places were outside but I did remember how much I loved walking through the woods with Mama, collecting pretty leaves and tiny pincones. I smiled and started to twist the ends of my hip-length hair. I still had those leaves tucked inside the old pages of one of my old storybooks that Mama used to read to me. The little pinecones were stashed inside my little trinket box, along with the little acorns – we only found those when we were lucky.

I carefully grabbed a knife from the drawer, and cut a small apple in half, and nibbled on it as I pulled long hair out of my face with a ribbon and prepared to start cleaning.

I hummed happily under my breath as I picked up the glass, scrapped knees aching but I paid it no mind.

Hours passed by in a blur and I thankfully got the entire house cleaned and dinner and snacks already presented on the table before I declared myself done.

A grin beamed across my lips as I trotted to my bedroom and closed the door behind me. My bare feet padded on the carpet as I neared the small window a foot from the floor and knelt in front of it. My hands cupped my jawline, eyes watching the sun set with a heavy heart. Tears pricked my eyes and I closed them and clasped my hands together in front of my heart and began to speak.

"Dear heavenly Father," I started off, eyes closed and head tilted towards the sky, "I thank for letting me wake up and experience another day on this earth. I thank you for keeping me safe today, and being by my side when no one else is. I ask that you please watch over Mama and let her know that I love her and can't wait to be reunited with her one day." a lone tear dripped down my cheek, "Please, dear Lord, bless me and keep me safe and continue to hold me within your arms. I know that you have a plan for me," I continued, knees shifting.

"God always has a plan, my little Solaris." Mama's voice rang inside my head. "No matter how rough life gets at times, just know that God will always be there for you and after those hard times are over...the rewards are immense and glorious."

"But please, I just want to not be afraid anymore." I sniffled, "I want the pain to stop." the tear slid down my head and dripped onto my clasped hands. "I thank you for hearing my prayer and I hope you'll answer me soon." a small smile crept upon my lips. "I guess that's all for now – oh! And could you please keep me safe tonight and when Chairman Jeon comes back, please? I'm sorry to ask so much of you, but you're the only one besides Mama that loves me and I know that you hear me when I pray...um, Thank you again! In Jesus' name I pray, Amen."

My soul lightened and my heart rate relaxed and then sped up when the noises of the front door opening. A little gasp escaped my lips and I smothered.

Don't be seen or heard, Solaris.

The voices of Father's terrifying friends had me balking in place, arms wrapping around myself to ground my trembling.

With shaky fingers, I peeled Father's sweater off my body and stuffed it underneath my bed — I'd have to sneak inside his room and put it back when he left.

I sat in the corner of my bedroom, knees pulled to my chest, and listened closely to what was happening in the living room.

The house was old and nearly falling apart, which meant the walls were thin. Pressing an ear to the wall, my eyes fluttered closed to focus. But I didn't have to listen long.

"Girl!"

Father's boom made me stand at full attention. I held my hands together to shield the shakiness from them and scurried from the room.

Soon enough, I was standing in front of Father and his friends. Two older men who gave me the creeps.

James and Stevie.

They eyed me like I was a piece of meat when they plopped down on the sofa and stroked along their bulging beer bellies.

My lips trembled, remembering their slimy touches along my legs and biceps the last time they came here.

"Get us beer."

I stood ramrod straight and nodded.

I left the living room without another word and withdrew three bottles of Modelo and opened them. Shockingly being able to juggle them in my arms, I hunched my shoulders and walked slowly back to the living room — heart thundering inside my chest.

When I returned, Father was gone and only James and Stevie were there. Their eyes latched onto me in a second and they exchanged looks.

My eyes glossed over when Stevie ran a hand through his greasy hair and mustache while licking his nearly invisible lips.

"W-Where's Father?" I asked, even hearing the unaltered fear in my croaking voice. I took hesitant steps near them and slowly handed them the beers in my hand.

It was James who answered.

"Bathroom, sweetcheeks."

I only nodded in return, internally cringing at the terrible name.

Slowly sighing in relief, I turned and placed Father's Modelo on the coffee table and stilled when I felt a hand land on my lower back.

Disgust welled in my gut as another hand landed on the exposed skin on the back of my knee and caressed my skin.

"Don't." I stiffened, terror locking my limbs. "Please." I shook my head, turning to face the men. Their faces were held in a lecherous glare as their unfocused eyes glazed over.

Stevie's hand tightened around my knee and tugged as James' hand fell from my lower back.

"Why don' you take a seat?" James asked, fingering a yellow patch on his skin, running a hand on his swollen face — probably due to high cholesterol.

"No thank you." I shook my head and mentally begged Father to come back. I felt black spots dance across my vision in a slow, swift motion.

I felt so faint.

Their touches on my body made me feel disgusted. Dirty.

Even though I hated showers because of my experience with them, all I wanted to do in this moment was go under the scalding spray and wash my skin raw in hopes I'd never remember the feeling of their hands on me. I was so scared.

"I'm tired." I tried to refuse, tugging myself further away from them.

Stevie's eyes sharpened at my blatant disregard of his desires and he locked his limbs, preparing to jump up from his seat.

A tear left my eye in relief as Father stomped into the room, loudly complaining of the PowerPoint slide they had to finish before Chairman Jeon came back.

Tomorrow.

"I swear," Father grunted, plopping down in his recliner and snatching the beer from the table. "Every time that damned man comes back — everyone freaks out."

I slowly started in his direction, body positioning behind his chair. I felt my body relax the tiniest bit being away from those two men.

Stevie took a glance at me before looking at Father, "No shit." He agreed with an eye roll.

"I just don't know what Chairman Jeon just don't stay the fuck in Korea. Where he and that gang of his belongs."

My head was hung towards the ground as I listened closely to them bashing the Chairman. Speaking of how he basically took over Charleston with little to no work.

I didn't know how much of that was true — but I also thought they were just jealous of his success. I was scared of the Chairman, but I can also give credit when credit is due.

"Go to your room, girl, and leave us." Father ordered without looking at me.

I stood at attention and jerkily nodded.

I scurried to my bedroom and locked the door behind me.

In just a few moments, I allowed myself to fall down onto the floor and claw at my skin in hopes that I would scratch away the memories.

Would tomorrow be a better day?

I prayed that it would be.

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Sweater Weather

Sam Winchester x gn!reader

Comfortember Day 2: Sweater Weather

Summary: You finally had the chance to meet the Winchester brothers again after weeks. Due to their hunting lifestyle you hadn't caught the chance to unite with them the past days. Today you accepted the invite of Dean, agreeing to have some drinks with them. Unfortunately you assessed the weather wrong, leaving you freezing in the cold night air.

Note: I went way over my anticipated word count for this one. Somehow my hands were writing faster than I realized. Anyway, fun with this wholesome prompt!

Warnings: none

word count: 1.203

The past few days the hot summer vanished into cooler mornings and fresh breezes of wind. The temperature gradually dropped, signaling the end of the season where shorts and crop tops had been the norm. While many expressed a sense of melancholy as summer waned, you couldn't help but revel in the changing weather.

This year's summer had been exceptionally long and you found yourself eagerly anticipating the arrival of the rainy season. Since July, you had been yearning for the perfect opportunity to sit on the wide windowsill with a steaming cup of tea, a cozy blanket draped over your shoulders. Finally, the time had come to count raindrops as they raced down the glass and to admire the beauty of autumn.

This morning Dean had invited you over to go drinking in the evening with Sam, on which you readily agreed on. Time spent with the Winchester brothers was precious to you, and you held a special fondness for shared moments with Sam. The tall, enigmatic brunette had held your admiration for some time now. Still, you never had the courage to confess to him, or even hint your attraction.

You were well aware of the fact that they were hunters, a life fraught with danger and uncertainty. Dean had shared with you the painful memory of Sam’s late girlfriend, an experience that had left deep scars on his heart. You refused to stir negative emotions, putting your needs back and loving him from a safe distance. Perhaps this was one of the reasons why you found the cooler seasons so appealing—the longing for warmth and the comfort of an embrace.

As you prepared to meet the Winchesters, you took a moment to check the weather one last time. The weather report had stated that today would be surprisingly warm compared to the days before. Therefore you decided on wearing your favorite pants, combined with a fitting shirt and a thin jacket. In case it would rain the jacket could protect you.

The moment you put your keys into your small backpack, you heard the humming engine of the Impala in front of your home. A flutter of nervous excitement coursed through you, causing a subtle flush to color your cheeks. You would see Sam again after weeks of not seeing each other.

Despite the slight outbreak of sweat, something you were likely the only one to notice, you got overran by happiness when you witnessed the smiling faces of the Winchesters. Eager to be reunited with Sam, you slid into the backseat of the Impala, the door closing with a gentle thud.

The Impala's iconic black exterior and the familiar scent of leather and old books enveloped you, and you couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort wash over you.

Sam turned his head around, trying to get a pleasant look at you. He said, “Hey y/n. It's been too long. We missed having you around.”

Dean agreed with his brother, repeating that they’ve missed your dearly appreciated company.

Your heart jumped and a bright smile spread over your shy face.

“I missed you guys too. It's good to be back,” you admitted.

The ride was over after five minutes and Dean parked in front of a typical bar. When the three of you entered the heavy smell of alcohol sneaked into your noses. A smell which reminded you of the brothers, a smell you hadn’t liked until you met them.

The evening unfolded in a delightful blur of shared stories and laughter, the comfortable ambiance of the bar enveloping you all. Drinks were poured and clinked together in unison, a ritual that signaled the beginning of an exciting evening. The hours passed in a whirlwind, and you couldn't help but feel grateful for the warmth of the Winchester brothers' friendship and the deep sense of belonging you had found in their company.

As the night slowly drew to a close, you left the bar with a heart full of cherished memories and a bond that had only grown stronger. The crisp coldness of the night breeze hit you, sending a shiver down your back. Sam, who cautiously watched you, noticed your discomfort immediately.

“It's gotten a lot colder than I expected," he remarked, his breath forming a slight misty cloud in the chilly night air.

You agreed, looking up to him, “Yeah, I’m freezing.”

You didn’t want to indicate something, though it sounded exactly like it. A firm kick in the shoulders from Dean’s side reminded you of your sometimes oblivious behavior. You gazed back to Sam, who apparently didn’t notice the tease of his older brother. Relieved, you continued your short walk to the Impala.

However, Sam started to shrug out of his big sweater, a worn and comfortable garment that held the faint scent of his cologne and the warmth of his presence.

"Here, take this," he offered.

His brother didn’t want to partake in your romantic interaction, leaving the both of you behind and starting the engine to warm himself up. Sam’s eyes remained fixated on you.

You hesitated for a moment, not wanting to inconvenience him, but the cold was undeniable. Therefore, you gratefully accepted the offered sweater.

As you slid your arms into the soft fabric, you couldn't help but notice the subtle fragrance that clung to it - Sam's familiar scent, a mixture of the outdoors and a hint of his cologne. It was a scent that felt like home, like safety, like Sam. You pulled the sweater closer around you, savoring the warmth and comfort it provided.

"Thank you, Sam. I really appreciate it,” you thanked him.

Sam thought you looked adorable in his clothes, though he didn’t admit that right away. His dreamy eyes, glued onto your silhouette, expressed his thoughts already. He surely did notice your reddened face, and he absolutely acknowledged your awkward fidgeting with the sleeves of the sweater. You looked cute, so cute Sam wanted to pick you up and lay in bed with you all day.

Nevertheless none of you broke the silence and you began to continue your way once again. At one point, as you walked close together, Sam's fingers brushed against yours. It was a small, subtle touch, but it caused an explosion in your head. You stole a glance at him, and your eyes met for a fleeting moment. There was a depth of emotion in Sam's gaze, a silent acknowledgment of the bond that had grown between you and him.

He suddenly stopped, resulting in you turning around. Still clung on the sweater, your curious eyes met his more serious face, or rather passionate. Before you could say a word, he placed his big hands on your cheeks, cupping them.

Without hesitation a kiss traced your lips, morphing the feelings of the two of you. You felt the hotness rush through your whole body, making you blush heavily. Your freezing body warmed up the moment his gentle lips met yours. Sam pulled away, though still remained so close you could feel his breath and his palms remained on your cold skin.

“Perhaps it's time we make our way back to Dean, Y/n. What do you say?”

[pattytasm]

Raul Esparza - Company - Report - The New York Times

Breaking Character for the First Time in His Life

By Joyce Wadler

Nov. 26, 2006

THOSE who have doubts about the pressures that only children in immigrant families face just need to see Raúl Esparza imitating Mother. That’s mother with a capital M because Mr. Esparza’s mother, born in Cuba and shipped out at 14 to make her own way in the world, is theatrical and bossy enough to be a Sondheim character herself.

Consider that Mr. Esparza, just turned 36, is the star of “Company,” one of the most anticipated Broadway revivals of the season. It doesn’t even open till Wednesday, and already Mother is on him about the next step.

“She says now you’re going to have to get some work in a TV show,” Mr. Esparza says in his dressing room, taking a break from the stuff that is tearing him apart, though of course this is part and parcel of the stuff that is tearing him apart. “I said, ‘You don’t mean that.’ What I’m hearing is: Your name over the marquee in a Sondheim show on Broadway is not enough. And you kind of internalize that.”

He’s laughing, riffing: “Well, I guess I could be king of France, ’cause it’s not good enough to be the president of the United States. I’m going to orbit Mars. Why not three times?”

“Company”: The story of Bobby, a charming single man, who is unable to commit to a relationship and who may have questions about his own sexual identity.

Raúl Esparza: No longer truly married but not entirely separated, whose romantic conflicts go far deeper than that of the character he plays and have no easy fix.

His dressing room suite is done all in beige, the better to soothe. To make it more so, Mr. Esparza dims the lights. There’s the comforting sound of the little electrical waterfall and Bill Evans’s mellow jazz, though how much this helps is difficult to say. Broadway denizens may remember Mr. Esparza for a confrontation with Rosie O’Donnell when he had a featured role in “Taboo” and she was the producer, but there’s no hint of a difficult guy now.

You meet instead a funny, self-deprecating man who arrives in jeans and an old sweater and kicks off his shoes. He starts out a little fast and nervous; joking about his star dressing room; saying that in Cincinnati, where he won raves for this production earlier this year, his character wore Hugo Boss and here he wears Armani, not that he can see the difference. He talks about those windows to the actor’s heart, the photos on the makeup mirror. That’s the grandmother who raised him; that’s Michele, whom he married at 23, on their honeymoon.

But he gets to the stuff that’s been tearing him up, the stuff that most leading men would never discuss, pretty early, almost as if he wants to make a public statement. He’s been reading a book that suggests sitting quietly for 10 minutes a day and just seeing what feelings come up, he says, and “basically, there’s a lot of sadness underneath, sadness and anxiety.”

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Raúl Esparza, who plays Bobby in the new production of “Company,” says the emotions raised in the musical have a particular meaning for him.Credit...Sara Krulwich/The New York Times

Why is that?

“Michele and I are separated,” he says. “It’s the end of something I thought was going to be perfect. She’s my best friend, I’ve known her since high school.” They’ve been separated, on and off, he says, since he came to New York in 2000; they even went for divorce papers once, in Miami, but couldn’t go through with it. He can’t get away from the feeling that he’s doing something wrong, disappointing other people, particularly their families.

“Life has been very complicated,” Mr. Esparza says. “I’ve been very unsure of things since I came to New York. I was terrified that I would never work here, that I would be starving and useless. Then all those things that happen to an actor. Issues of sexual identity too.”

He says those issues, which first arose in college, “shook the core of who I was.”

“So many artists I admire are bisexual,” he says. “I knew a lot of gay men growing up. There didn’t seem to be anything wrong with it as long as it was someone else, but not me.”

Mr. Esparza grew up in Miami. His father was an engineer, from a family of engineers; his mother was always working, as interior designer, banker or travel agent. The family moved a lot, and his parents fought. Mr. Esparza’s maternal grandmother, America García Pell, moved in with the family when he was 5, and it was she who provided unconditional love. Mr. Esparza attended the Belen Jesuit Preparatory School, which stressed service to the community. He liked girls. He wanted to be a lawyer. But while still in high school he started acting professionally, and his parents encouraged him to pursue that. Perhaps because they had lost so much leaving Cuba, he says, they understood that life was short and you should do what you love.

Then he went to New York for his sophomore year in college and everything changed. He fell in love with a male instructor at New York University, a composer, who was only a few years older. After Mr. Esparza graduated, it was this instructor who helped him get an audition in Chicago at the Remains Theater Company, which resulted in a job.

“He was tough and impossible and manipulative and brilliant and really inspired and believed I’d be a big star,” Mr. Esparza says.

Was he in love with this man?

“Yeah, I think I was very much,” he says. “The best thing about him is he made me feel like a great person, no matter what I was doing. He didn’t seem to feel gay or straight was much of an issue.”

Mother, however, very much did. She discovered the affair by reading his journal when he was home on vacation and demanded Mr. Esparza see a therapist.

“He told me my mom would be better off visiting him,” Mr. Esparza says. “He also said he thought I’d be successful, no matter what happened in my life, but that something was wrong with my mother prying in my life.”

Mr. Esparza did not appear entirely comfortable with the experience himself. Two years after graduating, in 1993, he married his high school girlfriend. And, like the character he plays in “Company,” he was able to distance himself from difficult emotional entanglements.

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Raúl Esparza, leaning against the piano in the revival of Stephen Sondheim's "Company."Credit...Sara Krulwich/The New York Times

“There was a part of me that was trying to get rid of it,” he says of his relationship with a man. “That was saying: ‘That was interesting, that was part of me, but it’s not all of me. I choose, because I love this woman, to marry her.’ It was a little bit naïve of me: That was then, that’s that city, that was an experience and wasn’t that interesting back then? When the truth is, it’s not a person, not a place, not an experience. It’s you, who you are.”

In 1998 his former lover killed himself. Less than two years later, after starring in a 20th anniversary tour of “Evita,” Mr. Esparza came to New York — alone. It was a move he felt he had to make, but had resisted, for years.

Had the death made it safer to come back? “Yes, yeah,” he says. “It also made me look long and hard at myself about all the things I had been hiding from now, and not just about gay/straight, man/woman. I also realized that if I didn’t come to New York, I’d regret it for the rest of my life.”

He was terrified. But talking about it now he recalls an actor who told him that when you’re doing a play and you’re afraid of a scene, that’s the scene you should embrace, because that’s the scene that will tell you something about the play. Or, in this case, something about yourself. Still, those first months in Manhattan were awful.

“I couldn’t get arrested,” Mr. Esparza says. “I didn’t have any furniture. I had an apartment on 44th Street, sleeping on an air mattress. I had to sleep with the TV and lights on, I was so scared of the dark.”

What did he see when the lights were off?

“I saw this guy, one time, at the foot of the bed laughing at me,” he says, even now not using the words boyfriend or lover. “This dead man, my friend who had killed himself. He was rotten in the dark, laughing at me and how unhappy I was.”

His days were also depressing. Getting coffee at the Marriott Marquis, he saw some actors he knew from “Evita” who were working on Broadway. “I was embarrassed to go say hello because I didn’t have a job, I didn’t have a home, my marriage wasn’t the way I wanted it,” he says. “I just stood there with the coffee like there was a wall between me and them.”

Six months later he landed a job in “The Rocky Horror Show” and he was on his way: in the Off Broadway musical “Tick, Tick, Boom!”, for which he won an Obie; in two Sondheim shows at the Kennedy Center in 2002; as the male lead in “Chitty Chitty Bang Bang,” in which, as he’ll tell you, the real star was the flying car.

Then came “Company.” John Doyle (who directed last season’s minimalist “Sweeney Todd”) offered him the role after their first meeting, without even hearing him sing. The casting director, Bernie Telsey, says the lead had to be someone whom all the characters are “a little bit in love with — only if it was love as in really like.” Mr. Doyle prefers to say that Bobby is the character to whom everyone is drawn, “not in the romantic sense, but as a catalyst.”

“Bobby is the man who is on the outside looking in,” he explains. “What’s interesting is that he’s observing, not doing.”

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Mr. Esparza in the musical "Taboo" in 2003.Credit...Sara Krulwich/The New York Times

As for Mr. Esparza himself, he says: “I think the real thing that Bobby is going through is that he’s trying to grow up, and that means accepting things you can’t change, and it also means that in spite of all the messiness and failure you make a choice to love someone and live your life in the way that’s right for you. It’s messier than the pretty picture you painted for yourself. I had a romantic idea of what it means to be an adult: all husbands and wives who love each other get to stay together forever, love is enough.

“There’s a song in the show, ‘Sorry/Grateful’: ‘You holding her thinking you’re not alone/And you’re still alone.’ I remember with Michele one day holding her in bed and being very, very sad because we were talking about things that were so difficult for us to deal with. I remember feeling like this was a chasm between us. That the person I most loved in my life was as far away as another country, and there was nothing I could do or say to change.”

Mr. Esparza is now involved with an actor — nothing he can talk about, it’s still too tenuous, he says — but his wife is still in his life and, he says, he still adores her.

“We’re still trying to figure a new way to figure it out,” he says. “Boy, are we.”

Mr. Esparza and the man he plays have something else in common: the many people telling them how to live their lives. With his father it’s business advice; with his mother it’s professional. There are friends who still tell him that he and Michele should get back together.

“All this chatter, and I invite it in,” Mr. Esparza says, laughing. “I’m the one who says, ‘You are cordially invited to come to Raúl’s house and tell him everything that is wrong with him.’

“And I just did it to the readers of The New York Times. I’m only now learning not to issue an invitation. I can say you are not allowed to comment on my life.”

How is his family dealing with his sexuality these days?

“Dad doesn’t talk about it,” he says. “Mom used to really hate me for it, call me names and get ugly, but she doesn’t do that anymore. She wants me to be happy.”

Mr. Esparza spoke earlier of embracing the scene that scares you. In “Company” it’s the climactic moment when Bobby sits down at the piano and sings “Being Alive.” And yes, that’s the only thing Mr. Esparza can play on the piano. It’s tough both because of the song’s familiarity and his character’s emotional breakthrough. But he’s also had a rough time with “Marry Me a Little,” which was cut from the original 1970 production.

He talks about the contrast between the rhapsodic music of that song, “which alone can bring tears to your eyes, and laid over it these practical lyrics.” He recites them:

Oh, how gently we’ll talk, Oh how softly we’ll tread.

All the stings, the ugly things, we’ll keep unsaid.

We’ll build a cocoon of love and respect

You promise whatever you like

I’ll never collect.

“It seems so practical,” he continues, “It gets me right in the gut. I know what that’s like, to be in a relationship and know there is something seriously wrong here, but I don’t want to acknowledge it, because if I do I’ll have to talk about it. Let’s not talk about it, and it’ll be all right. And you know what? It can be all right for a long time and not just all right, great. And then one day, you’re not.”

[omgthatdress]

Apparently, Molly is low-key a major gay icon, and honestly, I get it. After all, Molly did *really* like her pretty teacher, Miss Campbell. If you think about it, it makes sense that lot of future lesbians would absolutely love Molly. Most dolls in the 90s were hyper-feminine princess dolls, and Molly was... not. I’d imagine the market for girls who want to play with dolls that aren’t pretty pink princesses is pretty large and the supply is pretty small. Just like there’s plenty of boys out there who want to play with something other than GI Joes. Molly (and AG in general) fits neatly into that market, which I’m sure is why she was so successful.

Last year, with its re-launch of the classic dolls, AG put a post on it’s instagram, “To all the Molly girls in the world, we see you and celebrate you,” which a lot of folks on Twitter took to see as confirmation that Molly was gay. When asked if they just outed Molly, AG gave a very non-committal reply. AG has always had a distinctly feminist slant, but it’s only ever toed the line of actually being LGBT inclusive. So far the only actual inclusion we’ve seen from them is a Girl of the Year with a pair of gay aunts. Even that tiny whiff of queerness was enough to set off a frothing horde of angry conservative moms screaming for a boycott. Since Mattell is only motivated by profit, I doubt we’ll get more representation any time soon, but we can dream.

Anyway, World War II was pretty gay to begin with.

A lot of historians point to WW2 as the starting point of the modern gay rights movement because before it, you had very many people living on isolated farms and never going very far from home in their lifetimes. With mass recruitment of men into the military, gay servicemen were able to find other men like themselves and build a community. It was much the same way for women who went to work in factories, joined the WAC or WAVES, and joined women’s baseball leagues. That’s right, the league of their own was gay as FUCK.

As far as Molly’s fashion goes, I love her lack of pink. I’m glad there’s a doll out there that isn’t hyper-gendered, and I wish there were more dolls like her out there.

With sweaters coming into fashion in the 1920s and 30s, the sweaters of the 40s started to see more complex and colorful knits coming into style.

Much of the fashion of this era was dominated by frugality. Europe’s couture houses were shut down, and fabric was rationed. Hems were shortened and baggy cuts and useless frills were done away with. Britain introduced the “Utility Scheme” which hired designers to make chic ensembles using as few resources as possible. Because of this, separates and outfits that could be made with scraps of fabric were very popular, and at-home knitting and sewing continued to be highly popular.

“After the United States entered World War II in 1941, companies began to experiment with various materials in anticipation of rationing and shortages. This example is a prototype from Nina-Fay Foundations, which uses plastic for closures and stays instead of the usual metal. Although metal was not ultimately rationed, the company was experimenting with alternatives to metal zippers and hooks in the event that it was needed for the war effort.”

(The Met Museum)

Women were taking men’s jobs and taking on masculine roles

But they were still expected to maintain a certain level of femininity, “To give our boys something to fight for.”

Because of all of this, the gender politics of the 1940s are really complicated and interesting.

[monetka228]

I was rewatching PnF and wrote some hcs about Heinz/Charlene. Idk why, but I love them sm. Can’t stop thinking about those babies

So, here they are. Enjoy.

Charlene loves all kinds of shiny things, so Heinz often pampered her with gifts of white gold and diamonds, because the company paid him a lot of money + his inventions, which now serve humanity, brought him extra money every month.

Charlene likes indoor plants, but does not like to take care of them. This annoys Heinz, but he still waters her flowers and pots.

Heinz took maternity leave and took care of their daughter while Charlene was at work.

Charlene is allergic to fur, so they got a sphynx. It always slept between Heinz and Charlene like a baby.

When Charlene had painful periods, Heinz stroked her belly and gave her various treats to make her feel better.

Charlene always covered her husband with a blanket when he fell asleep at his desk and scolded him for the gigantic amount of coffee he drank.

Heinz always hugged her whenever he could. He wanted to feel her touch and hold her close to him.

Heinz's love language: touches, words. Charlene's love language: actions, gifts.

Charlene likes to buy him flowers when she gets home late from work. She likes to watch his reactions.

Charlene often sends him intimate photos of herself when on business trips. Heinz then writes a one-meter poem about how flawless and beautiful her body is.

Heinz was her ideal of male beauty.

Charlene liked his German accent, which later disappeared due to life in the United States.

Charlene wakes up first. She strokes his head and kisses him a few times, then gets up and cleans up the mess left in the bed last night. Then she goes to the kitchen and leaves him a breakfast of eggs and fried vegetables and juices that she made herself. Also leaves a note with her lipstick on it and says how much she loves him and goes to work.

After the divorce, Charlene still uses the perfume that Heinz gave her because: "This perfume reminds me of you."

Back in college, Charlene developed a habit of covering her mouth with her hand to stifle her moans. And when Heinz was pleasing her, she covered her mouth again, but Heinz jerked her hand sharply and said: “Don’t do this. I want to hear how good I make you feel.''

Heinz was constantly playfully pinching her, squeezing her, lifting her sweater a little so that her skin could be seen. He liked to touch her and wanted to feel closeness not only emotionally, but also physically, although he preferred relationships where partners are close in spirit.

Heinz is afraid of mice. Charlene was the one who nailed them, muttering, "All men are big babies!", while Heinz was trembling in fear.

The scientist liked to read her something about biology. Charlene herself didn't study it much at school and found it boring, but she listened anyway because she liked hearing his voice.

When Vanessa was little and slept in another room at night, Heinz was afraid to touch his wife, get alone have sex with her. He was afraid that his daughter would hear and run into the room. When he himself was a goldfinch, he heard strange noises from his parents in the room and ran to check. He’d rather not check...

Charlene had black hair for a while. Heinz dyed it himself.

Heinz's favorite pastime was lying on Charlene's chest and listening to her steady heartbeat. Every time she said she could hear and feel his breathing, he felt goosebumps. She also often whispered cute things in his ear that made him melt.

Charlene loved it when Heinz hugged her from behind and kissed her neck and shoulders.

Charlene kept frowning as Heinz leaned in to kiss her after smoking a cigarette. He would then go brush his teeth and chew some iced peppermint gum to kill the stench and kiss her.

Charlene can play double bass and piano, and Heinz knows a few chords on guitar and violin. She often played the piano, and he sat and admired the smooth movements of her fingers, which so skillfully ran over the keys, creating a pleasant melody and a beautiful picture of pacification on her face. She also taught him to play several pieces: "Dog's Waltz" and "Rosehip". They even played an ensemble.

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[be-side-my-self]

Banana sweater

This pattern was shared on the old server. So, because it still takes forever until I'm finished with the next part of "Life continues after the adventure" but I also joked that since Laura is learning to knit in that stories her making this to prank Travis would be a cute little fic. For Christmas. As a present?

I'll probably upload it at a later time to Ao3 but only after I finished the next piece and I probably reworked it a bit. xD

Rating: M - for lots of sexual innuendo Relationship: Travis Hackett/Laura Kearney Tags: humor, sexual innuendo, a little bit of angst, they want each other but for some reason can't do anything about it, the reason is me, I'm the asshole in control, older man/younger woman, slowburn, mutual attraction, original characters, fluff, of course there is fluff, Travis has a big dick, Lauras pov, food, eating, Wordcount: 1958

Not Beta read! Sorry for any mistakes! I have no idea what I'm doing!

It probably helps to know the the other stories but I think this is fine alone too.

Laura is in North Kill for a year now and is the assistant of the local vet but will soon finish her studies. She is part of a small crafts-circle that the old women of North Kill use to chat and have some fun. The town is mostly filled with old people, young one leaving the town as soon as possible.

After Laura's return she and Travis became friends and their relationship moved so far that they often share their evenings, falling asleep together on the couch in Lauras apartment. But nothing happened between them yet.

All Hacketts except Bobby are dead, all counsellors survived in this timeline.

Finally the story after the read more!

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"Hey, Ladies! Look at this!" Mrs. Gauthier came into the city community center, just as Laura was helping Mrs. Waldmann preparing another pot of coffee in the little corner kitchen. 

Mrs. Gautier put down a couple of printed pages. Laura couldn‘t see much but that it was a knitting pattern and taking in the reactions of some of the women it was probably something perverted. Laura hurried with her task and then walked over to see what some of them were laughing about while others shook their heads.

It was called a banana-sweater but it could be obviously used for something else too. Laura laughed. It was actually quite cute with the little button. 

"What do you think, Laura?" Mrs. Gauthier was still smirking as Mrs. Waldmann walked up to the group too.

"Bananas have it all. Hammocks in summer, little sweaters in winter…" Laura shrugged and Mrs. Gauthier laughed about that little joke. She then collected the papers again. 

"My granddaughter sent it to me, asked me to make a few for a bachelorette party. Her best friend is getting married."

"That is so nice!" 

Laura returned into the kitchen corner to get the coffee and also to avoid any possible upcoming questions about when she was going to get married.

Sometimes it felt like she had adopted a bunch of grandmas when she joined this crafts circle.

Nonetheless…

When Laura returned to the table the women had already arranged some of the treats and helped themselves to some of the drinks.

"Mrs. Gauthier, is it okay if I sit beside you and also try this pattern?"

"Of course!"

"What do you need this pattern for?" Mrs. Miller asked her question showing how much she liked to gossip. 

"I have a friend I want to prank next time I see them," Laura smiled thinking about it. 

"A small friend that is keeping you company on lonely nights?" It was Mrs. Collier asking that question with a smirk. Her friend Mrs Miller laughed along.

Laura smiled and shook her head and then winked. "No, I mean a real human friend. Surprisingly I have them." 

Not that Laura would ever admit that she also had a "little friend" that she maybe or maybe not had gotten at the store last time when she was with her mom for Thanksgiving. Not like she could get one in North Kill or order one. 

People would know. And she needed one. Fingers were nice and all but recently… that little friend wasn’t small. 

Laura got to work. She had a banana to dress.  

— 

"Laura, why does this banana have a little…" 

Laura glanced out of the kitchen to see Travis stare at the fruit bowl that was standing on the living room table. His expression was exactly what she had hoped for. 

Utter confusion. 

"It’s a sweater!" Laura managed to sound chipper and didn’t laugh at his questioning glance towards her and returned to the kitchen, keeping an eye on the scrambled eggs. "I made it at the crafts meeting!"

Laura had to shout a little to make sure that Travis would hear her. 

"Uh huh…" 

"Little sweater before I start with a big one for you!"

"A sweater… for a banana?"

"Yeah!" 

Laura could hear Travis step up into the doorway to the kitchen: "And since when did you put fruits on the table?"

She turned towards him, with her best innocent smile in place. 

"The other women told me that I should eat more fruits and who am I to not listen to the council of the wise ladies of North Kill?" 

"Two oranges and one banana with a sweater?" Laura had to turn back to the stove in an attempt to hide her smile. 

"There is also a pear and two apples under those…"

Travis walked out again but not without answering. "Sure. You stick to that story, ma’am." 

Taking a deep breath to not either start shouting or laughing, Laura turned off the stove and grabbed two plates and put some bread into the toaster. He was right of course. The placement was very deliberate. She wanted to prank him. Cause a reaction. And she had gotten one. Maybe there was more?  

While waiting for the bread Laura got the ketchup and two bottles of beer from the fridge. 

It gave her the chance to look out and see Travis glaring at the offending fruit bowl. Finally he reached for the banana and apparently compared it to his hand. There was a small snort and a calm "it’s smaller" and Laura hid away before he could see her sneaking glances.

What was that about? He couldn’t mean…  

Suddenly the toaster finished heating up the bread, causing Laura to yelp.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah! I‘ll be out with you any moment."

Taking a deep breath, she put everything on a tablet and walked to the couch and put it down on the table while Travis moved the fruit bowl to her desk. 

Finally they sat down, Laura started one of the many Christmas movies. 

"When you start with that sweater for me please make sure that it is big enough. I would hate not to be able to wear it because of my size," he grabbed his plate.

Laura halted in her reach towards the ketchup bottle, glancing towards Travis who looked way too nonchalant. He returned her look with a perfectly neutral face and nodded toward her plate. "Aren’t you hungry?"

What the fuck? This was not how it was supposed to be! He was not supposed to be the one teasing her! 

"Of course I would take your measurements before I start with such a big project!" She added ketchup to her toast and bit into it. 

He snorted at that and also continued with his meal and drink. 

Great! Now what?! 

She had known that Travis was big! You can wake up with a dick poking you only so many times before you start to guess the size. 

But if he really was bigger than that stupid banana… the fruit was bigger than her toy! 

God!

How the fuck was she supposed to look at him and not think about his dick?! It had already been a struggle before. She was way too aware of her attraction. Well, she would just have to deal with it… 

She glanced over to him as he was slowly eating his toast now ignoring her and way too focused on the movie. 

Damn him! 

She would get back at him. Eating and listening to the movie with only half an ear she glanced over to the fruits and then had an idea. 

After they finished Laura decided to also take everything back into the kitchen and then came back with a can of whipped cream and chocolate sauce. She then walked back to her desk. 

"Do you want some fruit?" 

"No, thanks." 

Laura grabbed the banana and sat down with her loot, slowly undressing the fruit and then opening it up. 

She then cuddled up to Travis who she could see from the corner of her eye, watching her with some curious attention. She had to move away from him again to grab the cream to add it to the tip of the banana and added some of the chocolate just to make it not as obvious. For the same reason she decided against basically deepthroating it. Also she actually wanted to enjoy the treat. 

And that she did, bit into the fruit and actually the only thing missing was some ice cream but she would have to get up for that again and laziness finally won. A joke should only go so far. But it was delicious and it had been some time since she had eaten a treat like that and so she let out a low moan. 

Laura realized that she couldn’t see any reaction Travis might have had right now but that wasn’t even the most important part right now. Still, a little bit more teasing would be fun. So, she turned to him and caught his eyes rushing from her to the screen and a slight blush on his cheeks and ears. 

"Want a bite?" 

"No…," his voice was hoarse and he had to clear his throat. "No, thank you." 

With a smile and being sure she won this round Laura cuddled back into Travis side, both cream and sauce between them and she continued to eat her dessert, adding mostly whipped cream and moaning from time to time. 

"You know fruit is not very healthy when you add that stuff," Travis glanced down at her just as she was licking some cream off the fruit and then biting a piece off again. She could hear him inhale.  

"You know I know that but also that I don’t care. Last chance to get a piece!" Laura got out the last piece of the fruit and threw the peel on the table and added cream and chocolate to then hold it up to Travis, not expecting him to actually eat it. 

But he did. And before she knew what happened he moved forward and for a short moment her fingers were in his mouth and there was a short suck and lick on her thumb. And… fuck! What the fuck?! No fucking way. 

"Yeah, it's good. I’ll take one next time too."

Now it was on Laura to exhale the breath she hadn’t known she had held. There was only one way to react to this: angry laughter. 

"Eww!" Laura laughed and wiped off her hand on Travis shirt, doing her best to ignore how his chest felt and not remembering the times she saw him without shirt. "You’re disgusting!" 

"You keep forgetting that I’m a big brother and an uncle! I basically helped to raise four children."  

There was a short and awkward silence, the movie completely forgotten by now. Laura put the cream and sauce back on the table to then return to Travis side and cuddle into him, trying to be as close as possible and mumbling a "I’m sorry" into his chest. 

He laid both his arms around her, pulled her closer and planted a little kiss on the top of Laura's head. She really liked that feeling. Would have been nicer  under different circumstances.

"No, I’m sorry. I should not have said that." 

"I fear it will always be between us in the end…"

He hummed in agreement but kissed her again. A way to say it was fine, that it was the past but it would still always be there. Only one of the four was still around. 

Laura sighed and turned her head to the screen, getting into an even more comfortable position. 

"Well, today I learned that I won’t win in a prank war against you."

"That is smart of you to figure out."

"Because I am smart." "Yes, you are."

They stayed silent for a few moments and glancing around Laura saw the banana sweater lying nearby and grabbed it to hold it up to Travis. 

"Just so you know, it is one size fits all. Or most… bananas that is." 

Again there was a neutral look, and raised eyebrows. He took the little knitted piece and pulled it over three of his fingers and stretched them as a test. 

Finally he glanced down at her: "Most." 

"Oh, shut up!" She grabbed the piece and threw it on the floor, feeling laughter vibrate through his chest. "I’ll knit a banana pattern into your sweater!" "Whatever it turns out to look like, I’ll wear it. As long as it’s not too small."

Laura smiled at that, finally looking at the screen and relaxing further and enjoying the evening. 

[cryley]

thank u for tagging me bby @cows-wearing-my-sweater ♡♡♡ !! 15 questions and 15 mutuals:

1) are you named after anyone? nope

2) when was the last time you cried? I think it was probably when I listened to the new boygenius song "cool about it" for the first time early last week??

3) do you have kids? no and never will. I adore my niece to bits though

4) do you use sarcasm a lot? I guess so, in my own way. I think I also have a hard time understanding it sometimes

5) what's the first thing you notice about people? either hair or eyes

6) what's your eye color? like a forest-y green

7) scary movies or happy endings? scary movies, but I prefer classic horror

8) any special talents? uhh being irritating? lol in all seriousness, maybe organizing information if that can be a talent? I used to be okay at painting in school.

9) where were you born? east coast, united states

10) what are your hobbies? art, writing, reading, learning new things, d&d, old-school runescape

11) have you any pets? I have a cat named Tanuki!! he is my son and he can do no wrong.

12) what sports do you play/have you played? In my youth, I played basketball for ~10 yrs and soccer for ~3 yrs, but I hated both and wanted to quit every year (I was made to play).

13) how tall are you? either 5'5" or 5'6"

14) favorite subject in school? any of my art classes (drawing&comp, sculpture, pottery, painting, etc.)

15) dream job? oddly enough it's very close to what I'm doing now. I work in software development on the team-lead end of things but I would love to move to different roles within my team or with different companies where I'm more interested in the business we serve. I'd love to move to maybe social media software dev. or maybe game dev.? (currently in e-commerce)

tagging (no pressure, just if u want to!! ignore if you already did it/were tagged ♡): @underscoreethan @internetemo @lavender-rainn @decline-in-standards @justanamesstuff @republicsabanana @bookish-strawberry @robbersinaforeignlanguage @hereyeswerefilledwiththestars @drivelikeiido @ohcaroline @bonschai @jesuschristmattyhealy @nothingrevealedeverythingdenied @dontfckityoumuppet

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Meet Mark (they/he), a grocery store bagger and a cat shelter volunteer on the weekends. Although they are technically the protected for Chealsie, he usually ends up protecting and helping it navigate the strange world that is the "United States Midwest".

Mark enjoys the antics that Chealsie gets into, and finds it fun to explain what an item/activity is when Chealsie doesn't know what it is. Although, he does get tired of explaining after a while.

Mark enjoys musical theater but cannot sing (and knows it), creating .wads for Doom, taking care of his dying garden, and indie horror videos, which they love showing Chealsie, much to his dismay and confusion.

Mark wears his green and black stripped sweater as much as they can, and may or may not have many sets of them incase one get dirty.

He cares for Chealsie as a person would care for a stray cat, and does like its company. They find Kevinn amusing to hang out with, and loves hanging out with his friend/sorta partner/former coworker Nik. He is ???'s Adam. Nothing less than perfection is what ??? provides them.

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A few months ago, I got to inform a vegan friend that wool came from animals. It was a fun conversation.

How sad that my friend will never know the joy that comes from stroking a vintage 70% lambswool 20% angora 10% nylon sweater. Not for my friend the subtle disdain of walking into a store and feeling up an "extra fine merino" sweater that is so cheaply made that it will pill within a month.

I sigh when someone tells me wool is scratchy because capitalism has messed that up too. Good quality wool isn't scratchy. My favorite cardigan is 100% lambswool, made in Hong Kong from a brand that went out of business in the 80s. My favorite sweater is also 100% lambswool, made in Scotland in the year of god knows when. Both are soft enough to wear against my skin.

Every winter I have to buy new wool socks, which inevitably pill by the end of the season. Granted, I don't wear my sweaters on my feet, but they're OVER FORTY YEARS OLD and show no signs of pilling. What have companies done to wool? It's not worth buying.

Other things about vintage wool:

100% lambswool is a good place to start. Filter by country of make; I usually go for the UK or Hong Kong or Australia. I've found the quality to be inconsistent with other countries.

If you're buying a vintage wool coat instead of a sweater, then you filter by United States and get something with an ILGWU tab. My wool coat is so heavy that no hanger will hold it.

Be suspicious of brand names *known* for using wool, because they probably stopped using wool in the 90s and shipped all their labor overseas. The modern incarnations of those brands are garbage, while the vintage pieces are way overpriced.

I love lambswool-angora blends, but you have to watch the nylon content. I won't wear anything with over 10% nylon. Itchy itchy.

This is rank speculation on my part, but I suspect "extra fine merino wool" is a modern invention because I haven't seen it on any pieces from the time periods and countries I look for. I also know my extra fine merino wool sweaters have fallen apart while my 100% lambswool sweaters are still going strong. I don't buy extra fine merino anymore, and I'll only buy merino if the garment was made in one of the countries above.

Obviously, lambswool is my favorite wool, but my bathrobe is made of just plain? normal? not of the lamb variety wool made in England in approximately the 70s/80s. It is smooth against my skin and warm and gets my wet hair dripping all over it every day and is still fine. Honestly I don't know if I believe the whole "never get wool wet" stuff anymore. Maybe that's just another scam capitalism has fed us.

Thank you, OP, for letting me wax lyrical about lambswool on your post. I've very much enjoyed this journey through my wardrobe.

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Hidden Opportunities: Mastering NZDUSD Position Trading (Weeks to Months) The Forgotten Strategy That Outsmarted the Pros Ever notice how, in Forex, some things are like that trendy diet your friend swears by, only to quit it two weeks later? You think you're getting the next big thing, but it turns out to be just another fad. Well, I’m here to tell you that there are some hidden gems in NZDUSD trading that the pros use, and they're as timeless as your grandmother's secret cookie recipe—just more profitable. Let’s dive into the key elements of position trading NZDUSD over weeks to months and unveil those exclusive tactics that only a few insiders truly understand. Position Trading Isn’t Just for the Patient—It's for the Smart First things first: position trading NZDUSD is all about the long game. And by “long,” I mean playing it cool, like waiting for the perfect moment to embarrass your sibling at a family gathering. Think months—not days or hours. Many traders shy away from this strategy because, let’s face it, waiting isn’t exactly thrilling. But for those of us who can stomach a little bit of boredom, the rewards are often well worth the patience. It’s like planting a tree; sure, you’re not getting apples tomorrow, but when the fruits do come in—oh boy, are they worth it. Let’s break it down further. The NZDUSD pair is notoriously influenced by economic cycles in both New Zealand and the United States—especially those juicy interest rate differentials. Knowing how to identify and anticipate these macro changes is the bread and butter of your strategy. Most people focus on short-term noise, but in this game, you're playing Beethoven while the rest play musical chairs. Understanding Sentiment Indicators—Read the Herd to Beat the Herd Ever heard the saying, "If you’re in a crowded room, you’re probably in the wrong trade"? No? Well, you’ve heard it now. When everyone is running towards a buy on the NZDUSD, there’s usually a big player thinking, “How fast can I get out of this position before it’s overbought?” Sentiment indicators can help you stay ahead of the curve. It’s kind of like that awkward moment when you see a colleague getting too comfortable at the company party—time to leave. Look to sentiment tools such as the Commitment of Traders (COT) report to gauge where the large speculators are at. If they're piling on long positions, that’s a big red flag that the trend is getting overcooked. The sweet spot? Catching the buildup, holding until euphoria peaks, and cashing out when the herd finally catches on. It’s the contrarian’s bread and butter. Seasonal Trends: Surfing the Economic Waves NZDUSD has a strange relationship with seasons—no, I don’t mean literal weather (although Kiwi sheep do make great sweaters). I’m talking about the economic cycles that influence New Zealand's agriculture-heavy economy and how international commodity markets move the Kiwi dollar. Historically, there are times during the year when the NZD sees significant moves—often during the harvesting season and global demand shifts. If you understand these seasonal flows, you’ll know when to enter a position. Think of it like surfing: if you wait until the wave is already overhead, you’re too late—but if you see that swell from afar, you’ve got time to get your board ready and ride it to shore. Interest Rate Differentials: The Sweet Spot for Yield Hunters Interest rate differentials are one of the most underused factors by retail traders but heavily leaned on by institutional players. Remember, the NZD has typically offered higher rates compared to the USD. Carry traders have long loved NZDUSD for this reason. Your goal here is to position yourself just before the rate differentials get juicy. How do you spot this? Listen for the central bank chatter—the Reserve Bank of New Zealand (RBNZ) vs. the Federal Reserve. It’s like watching two people argue over the thermostat; whichever one decides to get more hawkish (or dovish) first is the signal you need to either load up or exit. Risk Management—Keeping the Calm in the Storm Let’s talk about risk, because as much fun as it is to picture yourself as a rogue maverick in the markets, flying without a parachute isn’t a strategy; it's a recipe for disaster. Position trading isn’t about going all in; it’s about scaling in gradually, always hedging your risk. If NZDUSD drops against you by 200 pips, it’s not the end of the world—it's actually an opportunity. The key is not to throw all your chips in at once. Dollar-cost averaging into position trades in Forex isn’t just for Bitcoin enthusiasts; it’s for us too. Calculate your risks, then divide your intended trade into chunks—enter bit by bit as the market moves. And if you’re sweating it, remember, this isn’t about “winning” every day—it’s about winning the long game. Secret Weapon: The Reversal Pattern Nobody Talks About Now, for an insider trick: the "Kiwi Drop and Pop." It sounds like a dance move, but it’s a subtle reversal pattern in the NZDUSD that happens during high-impact news. A spike down—often when markets overreact to minor data points—is typically followed by a slow grind back upwards. This has happened frequently during dairy price auction releases. When the market panics, that’s when you swoop in like the uninvited hero who just stole the show. The best way to capitalize? Place limit orders at logical support levels right when sentiment tanks. Hold through the noise until things inevitably calm down, and watch that beauty rise again. It’s the ultimate move against the fearful herd—the ninja trader’s secret. Summary: Turning Insight into Profit Let’s pull all of these elements together. Position trading NZDUSD doesn’t require an absurd number of indicators cluttering your screen or hoping to catch every tick of profit. Instead, it’s about understanding economic fundamentals, outsmarting herd behavior, and executing with precision and patience. Key Tactics Recap: - Use sentiment indicators like COT to get ahead of the crowd. - Leverage seasonal trends in NZ's agriculture-driven economy. - Watch interest rate differentials between the RBNZ and Federal Reserve. - Manage your positions by averaging in smartly. - Hunt for the Kiwi "Drop and Pop" reversal during news events. Remember, trading NZDUSD over weeks to months is not just about “being right.” It’s about being strategic, staying disciplined, and being willing to do what the crowd isn’t—because that’s where the money is. And hey, if you make a mistake? Just think of it like accidentally hitting the sell button—you’re in for a plot twist, but the story’s far from over. Ready to get even more exclusive insights? 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Why Is Shein So Cheap?

Efficient production at Shein results in low prices for dresses, T-shirts, sweaters, and jeans. Some garments are even priced as low as a few bucks or $1. The low prices for clothing at Shein are astonishing when considering the labor, transport, operating costs, and other expenses involved in making each piece.

According to Molly Miao, one of Shein's founders, the company orders 100 garments from producers. Of these, they keep 98 for sale.

Very little of our merchandise is unsold. This is how we manage to be so cost-effective. (Miao's statement to The Wall Street Journal)

The retailer's high sell-through rate is due to its proprietary logistics software. This, along with a network of NUM0 suppliers, contributes to its success. Using consumer demand, browsing behavior, and other data, Shein's algorithm helps determine what and when to order. Until a product takes off, Shein orders as few as NUM0 garments to minimize supply chain waste.

When there's production that cannot be sold, waste occurs. The costs of unsold inventory are passed on to customers. (Miao explained this.)

A Shein spokesperson told Cheapism that the on-demand business model enables the company to reduce waste and overproduction in the fashion industry. But, even if Shein orders garments in small batches, its suppliers still produce tens of thousands of garments a day to meet consumer demand.Given that the fashion industry produces between 80 and 100 billion new garments a year, nearly 60 percent of which ends up in incinerators or landfills within a few years, Shein's business model remains an environmental problem.

Low Overhead The company, such as H & M, has fewer overhead costs. Unlike fast fashion brands with brick-and-mortar stores, H & M has over NUM0 locations worldwide. Shein sells its products directly to consumers online. Shein's marketing strategy is dominated by mid-tier influencers, many of whom are members of Gen Z. This approach is more cost-effective compared to producing advertisements. Instead of sending out bags and bags of clothes to young influencers, Shein uses a cheaper method.

Hein has been accused of controversial cost-saving measures, such as tax evasion and intellectual property theft. Thanks to a U.S. rule, shipments valued at $Num1 or less are exempt from import taxes, allowing Shein to avoid paying import taxes in the U.S.

Fast fashion brands, including Shein, borrow ideas from other fashion designers. This practice is permissible under outdated U.S. copyright laws. When designers make copyright claims, a Shein spokesperson responds seriously. They add that suppliers must ensure their products do not infringe on intellectual property.

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