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head, heart, hand. {Felix Catton/Reader/Oliver Quick}

Part 5.

Summary: Reader, Oliver, and the mortifying ordeal of being known. Plus clubbing, costume parties, and Oliver being a fucking tease.

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Need to Know: They/Them. Explicitly NB Reader. FWB!Reader/Felix. Reader is from a well off family but has pretty much been adopted by the Cattons.

Warnings: drinking/intoxication/drug use

A/N: 3148 words. now we're cooking with gas, folks! i might be too sleepy for a real author's note, but just know, as always, its unedited and i love you. have fun, please let me know what you think!

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"Can I be bold for a minute?" On the roof of one of the dorm buildings, you and Oliver are waiting for Felix. It's twilight, the sky painted lavender by the setting sun and encroaching night, and everything feels a little dreamy.

"If anyone would appreciate boldness, Ollie, it's me," you tell him blithely around the cigarette you're trying to light. Still, he's quiet for this one moment, watching the way you cup your hand around the little flame to shield it from the wind.

"How did you and Farleigh ever get so close, considering how he treats you?"

You're pretty sure you know why he's asking you, considering what few interactions he'd witnessed between yourself and Farleigh, but it's still unexpected coming from him. For a moment, your gaze flicks to him, eyes narrowed, not quite sure what to make of the interaction. When your gaze meets his, he's looking at you with that intent, inquisitive look he got in moments like these, moments he seemed to fish for information without seeming like that was what he was doing. The silence and look that you level at him seem to throw him off guard, and immediately he drops his gaze to his feet, swinging off the edge of the building.

"That is bold," you finally settle on, watching Oliver fidget. His ankles cross, his shoulders slump; again he makes himself as small as possible. You deliberately make your tone lighter when you continue, "what's got you worried 'bout me an Farleigh?"

"I mean, all I'm saying is that he was being nasty to you, but now you're both kind of acting like he wasn't."

It's true; since his apology that Sunday morning Farleigh had been keeping his word about not being too bitter about Oliver to or even around you and Felix. You, in turn, made a special effort to spend time with him, pay him attention, made him feel like your priority on occasion. Both you and Farleigh were well aware of what you were doing, but he always enjoyed your company and attention, so it wasn't like he was going to complain.

"Farleigh and I understand each other."

"He slept with your girlfriend."

"India's not my girlfriend."

"He- he keeps calling you a dog."

That hit a nerve. You hadn't realised he was paying attention to that back at the pub. You swallow hard and look out at the horizon.

"And?" Raising the cigarette to your lips again, you don't look at him as you take a very long drag on it, "there are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy," you breathe out with the smoke.

"Doesn't seem like the way friends should talk about each other is all," Oliver says quietly, notes of apology in his voice; you can see him looking at you again out of the corner of your eye.

"Best friend, actually," you finally sigh, letting the tension drop from your shoulders and the moment. As you look at him over your shoulder, you give a faint smile in the face of his confusion, "we've known each other long enough that we can say pretty much anything we want to each other. Only problem is that Farleigh knows that pushing my buttons also pushes Fi's buttons, which is why he does it so often. He's a shit-stirrer, but you haven't known us long enough to know he doesn't really mean it," you tell him with surprising fondness in your voice.

"I'm sorry for prying," Oliver says earnestly, and you smile wider.

"I'm sorry for being so defensive; I realise how it must look from the outside."

Before anything else can be said, the door to the roof bursts open, and Felix greets you both with a hundred-watt smile and a packet of fish and chips in his hands. You descend on him like a seagull, swapping your cigarette for the hot food, tearing into the paper wrapping and settling by the wall at the edge of the roof near Oliver once more.

There's a beat where Felix is watching you and Oliver, his smile soft and fond and endeared, but there's something in his eyes that's been there since that lunched they'd shared at the pub -

"I shouldn't say -" there's a lot of things Felix shouldn't do that he does anyways. Considering his wealth, he could get away with a lack of self control, "I just genuinely didn't know, I mean I might have guessed- did you know?"

"Know what, Fi?" You're still in his bed, bleary-eyed and desperately wanting to go back to sleep when he'd come back from the pub buzzing instead of tired, as he'd predicted.

He'd spent the better part of the afternoon with his head on your chest, explaining the almost Dickensian tragedy that was Oliver's life. Sure you were listening, but you didn't have much to contribute other than faint noises of interest while your fingers carded through his hair.

There's something about the way Felix recounts all this information to you, the way he finds it salacious and heart-breaking all in one. You can hear in his voice that he'd captivated, that he's endeared by the struggle that has followed Oliver throughout his life. As much as you loved him, you'd watched time and again the way he'd fall for tragic tales and the people who'd recount them; Felix had a saviour complex, and it was the only thing the two of you had ever fought about.

Last year it had been Eddie, the worst of the bunch so far. Like Oliver but in the opposite direction; too much, too loud, too confident to hide his ugly secrets and desperation to be wanted. Eddie had been Icarus, taking for granted the wax wings Felix had given him, the good life, attention, a comrade who almost understood him. But he'd played with fire, played with Venetia too many times, and the wax wings melted. Not that you'd cared; you were the one who spotted them, you were the one that told Farleigh, you were the one who listened to Felix's furious rants every few days for the rest of that Summer. You'd never liked Eddie like Felix liked Eddie.

Oliver was different. You wondered if he was different enough.

Still, as much as you liked Oliver you could see it in Felix's eyes, hear it in his voice; he was already getting himself addicted to the idea of how much better he could make Oliver's life. But Felix had hated it the last time you'd pointed something like that out.

("Then why the fuck would I keep you around? Maybe it's because I don't pick my friends based on whether they're charity cases!")

So you keep your mouth shut. Maybe it's worth it for the way Felix smiles -

"I don't -" Oliver's fidgeting when Felix asks him to tag along to a costume party, "have anything to wear, really," he admits. Immediately Felix is offering to let him borrow something. There's a flicker that looks almost hungry in Oliver's eyes amid the gratefulness, and you wonder if he knows how many people would kill to get into Felix's pants. Still, he's humble, "you don't have to do that."

"I don't have to do anything," Felix shrugs with the easiest smile in the world. Then, in the next sentence, completely glossing over the act of kindness he looks at you, "tell me you aren't still expecting Farleigh to commit to that devil costume with you."

"He told me he'd put effort in this year -"

"He tells you that every year," Felix laughs, and you lean into Oliver's shoulder to explain.

"Me and Farleigh always organise to go to one costume party per year as an angel and a devil -"

"And every year," Felix rolls his eyes with a good-natured exasperation, "Farleigh wears some vulgar t-shirt and two party hats for horns, while Y/N puts weeks of effort in and wins best dressed every time-"

"Not every time," you protested, while Oliver looked faintly impressed, leaning back against you too.

"The only times you haven't won best dressed was if there was no competition to win," Felix points out, before looking past you to Oliver with an amused smile, "so I can't promise you a Y/N-level of costume, but it'll be more than two party hats."

"If you wanna give me two party hats, I'll wear 'em," Oliver says, hands coming up as if to placate the both of you. Instead, you grin wider, throwing an arm around his shoulders.

"We'll make you all pretty, Ollie, don't worry."

Unsurprisingly, on the night of the party, Farleigh showed up to 'get ready' at your dorm, which meant him lazing on your bed, drinking and sharing his coke with you while you put arguably too much effort into your makeup. He, of course, is wearing two party hats, and t-shirt that simply says 'EASY', and though you pretend to be annoyed for all of five minutes, he gives a shit eating grin as you chew him out.

"Fool you once, shame on me, sure; fool you six times, that's on you, Y/N."

You flipped him off with a grin.

"There they are!" India cheers from the sofas where your other friends are gathered when you arrive to the party. Farleigh, on your arm, makes a show of his entrance, "not you, Farleigh, obviously." India rolls her eyes, but thankfully Farleigh wasn't too put out. Instead, he swans towards the group to claim a seat.

"Give us a spin, angel," Annabel insists with a coy smile, and you oblige her to the whistles and cheers of the rest of your friends.

"You outdo yourself," Felix told you fondly as you dropped into a beanbag by the sofa he and Oliver had been occupying.

Felix is looking at you, that kind of dangerous look when he thinks you're especially hot and there's only a thirty percent chance that the two of you will even make it to a dark corner. For just a moment, however, your gaze flicks to Oliver, by his side, and he's watching Felix too, absolutely rapt by the way your best friend looks at you.

"Only in comparison to Farleigh," you shake your head, forcing yourself to be Felix's self restraint, especially so early in the night, "besides, look at you; you've certainly grown into this since I last saw you try it on," and you leaned forward as best you could, looking across the circle of friends to the pretty, redhead in the slinky nurse outfit, "how fucking good does Felix look, Annabel?" You ask pointedly, and you can see Felix give a restrained chuckle before turning his attention to his own not-girlfriend, who seemed glad for the chance to gush about him.

Sitting back, you chance a glance once more at Oliver, and somehow aren't surprised to see him looking back at you. All you do is smirk, well aware of what you were doing.

Felix's clothes are too big on Oliver. The costume, though you're not exactly sure what he's meant to be, kind of wears him instead of the other way around. Felix, of course, looks all kinds of gorgeous as a police officer, while Oliver looked rather like he's wearing his big brother's hand-me-downs. But he's rolls up the sleeves and always looks up at Felix with these blue, doe eyes shining with gratefulness, and no-one else cares enough to comment either way.

You wonder if anyone else has noticed, the way Oliver's personality changes with his focus. It's not in large ways, perhaps others think its like a trick of the light, but the way he looks at others, the way he behaves, it seems to vary from person to person. Tactile, distant, closed off, hesitant, open, honest, warm, skittish, never truly the same with each individual. It's like he watches, figures out what people want to hear, what they want from him, and does his best to give it to them. It's almost painfully familiar.

Oliver gives Felix what he wants in a way you know you never can; Oliver gives him someone to help, someone to feel like he's saving. As long as Felix is happy, you tell yourself, that is enough, and it's easy to like Oliver in your own way. The only problem you've found is that as much as you like Oliver, as intrigued as you are by him, you can't quite get a read on him, what he wants, what your place may be in his life. He's always watching, always searching for something, but you're never sure of what.

So you decide to show him love, show him appreciation the way you know best.

More and more you choose to stay by his side when you're all out, at the pub, at clubs, either of you are not with Felix, or if you're not otherwise occupied by someone requesting your attention, you'll be with Oliver.

Tonight, at the club, a girl from town had been occupying Felix's personal space for the better part of an hour, and by the time he has her against a wall down a dark corridor, Oliver's absconded from the dance floor to get another drink, but hasn't returned. You find him skulking against a wall, half drunk pint in his hand, gazing out through the crowd. When you join him, when you follow his gaze, you can see the silhouette of Felix and the girl, his hand up her shirt through the haze.

"It doesn't bother you?" Oliver asks, loud enough to be heard over the music, but not by anyone else.

"The girls don't bother me," an easy, languid smile spreads across your face, "the girls love me," you amend, smile turning a little smug as you watch Felix and the girl whose name you can't even been be bothered to recall.

"Felix's girls?* Ever-hesitant Oliver, even here and now, sounds carefully demure amongst his curiosity, "do you -?" He makes an awkward gesture, but you read his intentions and laugh dismissively.

"No, no... well," you pause for a moment, "occasionally I have my fun, I suppose, but not like that; girls who are into Felix aren't traditionally into me like that, no," you shake your head with an an missed smile, "but that's why they like me, I'm not a threat, see?"

Even through the haze and flashing lights, you can see Felix's hands on the girl; he's warm and rough and the way he holds always feels so fucking secure -

Looking away sharply, you're surprised by how intently Oliver's watching you. Its genuinely startling, and though he seems to understand this but doesn't look away. For just a moment your breathless, caught up in the night and the jealousy and want for your best friend that you usually have much more control over - your own words echo in your head; I'm not a threat, see? A smug lie, a joke at all those poor girl's expenses since you knew they were never going to last.

Oliver's gaze burns when you finally look him squarely in the eyes; he knows.

"I get the impression people assume a great many things about our Felix," he wets his lips, casting his gaze to darkened hallway, to where you had seen Felix with his mouth on the neck of his girl of the night, but you can't look away from him. Our Felix. "And about you."

"And you?" Your tongue darts out, wetting you lips as you draw Oliver's attention back to you, tone flirty. There's something exhilarating about this man that you can't help but want to tease out.

"Not much to assume," he gives a faint smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes, "I'm more the observant type than one whose observed."

"You make the assumptions."

"I make the assumptions," he actually smirks, a bit of that usual gentle hesitation that he approached the world with slipping for just a moment.

"And?"

"And what?"

"Do you have a lot of assumptions about Our Felix?" You tease his earlier wording, but once again his gaze drifts to your best friend, if he still is in the crowd. Them, quieter, almost as if you don't mean to you murmur, "or me?"

"Had."

"Had?"

"Had a lot of assumptions," there's a kind of mischief in his eyes as his tone takes on an air of nonchalance, "'bout him, 'bout you too." As he speaks, you step towards him, hand on his arm, moving steadily higher. He can feel it, you know he can, but all he does is smile wider, refusing to break your gaze.

"Like what, Oliver Quick?"

Leaning in, Oliver takes your face in his hands, bringing you close, sharing breath, lips inches from his.

"Like how they write Odysseys about your kind of loyalty," he mumbled, and you feel like his gaze alone could swallow you whole. There's a aching, yearning that you feel in this moment, when you crush your lips to his. It's quick and desperate, and he pulls back, "like how you show love with every fuckin' bit of that body of yours," this time he pulls you in and it's rougher, it's needy, he bites at your lip and you whimper against his mouth, press yourself against him, "like-" he kisses you quickly, "like- like-" but as you find yourself trailing rough kisses down his jaw, he seems to lose his train of thought.

"Yes?" You prompt with a laugh.

"Like how you're desperate to feel needed."

"Observant," you tell him softly, raising your head, arms still around him. In this moment, his expression is open, watching you, waiting for you to react, "more observant than anyone else."

"You wear it on your sleeve, sweetheart," he says bluntly, but something about being seen, about his unwavering honesty, that sets your heart beating, burning in your chest. Or perhaps it's that he called you sweetheart; it's rare that someone is so sweet to you.

"Then need me, want me."

"I do," this time when he kisses you, it's gentle, full of warmth and unexpected love, and the way he holds you close makes you feel so precious and desired at once, "but not like this, not now." And he's letting you go, despite the way your lips tingle and the damn butterflies in your stomach. You desperately want to cling to him, to ask him what the fuck he means, but he kisses you on the forehead and tells you to get back safe, wearing an almost smug, knowing smile, disappearing into the crowd. You can't even go after him, he's made you damn weak in the knees and all you can do is lean against the wall for support.

Felix and his girl have disappeared.

Your friends are still living it up on the dance floor, you're sure, but you have only one thought on your mind.

Oliver Quick is a fucking tease.

[sixlane]

so sweet

Bartylily microfic | 1.4k words | NSFW

for india @certifiedl0verboy because they said the world needed barty and lily getting high and sharing a costco cheesecake, and also han @honeybcj because the image of barty and lily shotgunning hasn't left my head in days <33

Lily opens her fridge and stares. The cool air and soft light leaks out into the empty kitchen as she contemplates how she became this person. The type who, completely unprompted and for no good reason, buys a whole Costco cheesecake for herself. 

The soft, round monstrosity sits on the bottom shelf of her fridge, taking up so much space she was forced to shove her yogurt into the vegetable drawer. The thing stares back at her, mocking, taunting, begging to be left to mold when she inevitably fails to eat it all. 

The sound of a key in the door snaps her out of the silent stand off.

Fuck, Barty’s home.

She can already imagine his confused smile and snarky comments when he opens the fridge for his nightly Red Bull just to come face to face with Lily’s unexplainable decision. It’s not like they’ve been roommates for long, or friends for that matter. They keep it cordial, stay out of each other's way, smoke the occasional bowl and watch old seasons of America’s Next Top Model, but this seems a little too close to soul-baring for comfort. 

Lily sits down at the table with a glass of water, tries to act casual, tries not to look at the fridge. 

“Hey,” Barty says, dropping his keys on the counter.

Lily nods her head, taking a sip from her glass. For a minute she thinks she’s in the clear because he’s already started to leave the room, but he doubles back at the last minute, realizing he’s forgotten something. 

He pulls the fridge open, reaches down, and stops, just for a second, before grabbing his energy drink and letting the door fall shut. 

Lily pretends she hasn’t been watching him this whole time.

He pops the top on his can, takes a sip and gives Lily a once over. “You having a party or something?”

“Will you leave me alone if I say yes?” Lily deadpans, though she can feel her face heating up. 

“Nope. Then I���d probably have to ask why I wasn’t invited.” He walks over to lean against the island, just a few feet between them, and looks down at her. He takes another sip.

“Ok look I needed more laundry detergent so I went to Costco and obviously I had to look in the bakery section and it was just sitting there. So. I bought it.” Barty’s smile widens as she explains until he’s just grinning at her. “What?” she asks, defensive.

“So you just bought the whole thing for yourself?” He says it curiously. He’s not judging, but she can hear the ulterior motive in his tone. 

She raises an eyebrow at him. “Spit it out.”

Barty huffs a laugh. “One second.” He sets his drink down and heads toward his room, leaving Lily to wonder what his plans are. She can never quite read him. He likes to play up this persona of his, effortlessly carefree and nonchalant, but she has always sensed something just below the surface. She notices it in the way he remembers her work schedule, the way he seems to have eyes in the back of his head. 

When Barty comes back, he’s got a bag of weed in one hand and his grinder and bowl in the other. He holds them up, mouth quirked in a dangerous way, waiting for her response.

Lily reflects the smile back at him. “I like the way you think, Crouch.”

So, Lily grabs the cheesecake, two forks, and some napkins, while Barty packs the first bowl of the night. They light up next to an open window in the living room, inhaling as the warm breeze kisses their cheeks and slides through their hair.

They wait until they’re properly high before digging in, and as Lily brings that first bite to her lips, allows it to settle on her tongue, she swears it’s the best thing she’s ever tasted. 

“Fuuuuuck,” she moans. “This was the best decision I’ve ever made.” She licks the back of the fork, wanting to savor the tangy goodness, and she doesn’t miss how Barty watches before he huffs a laugh and shifts his focus to take a bite of his own.

“God,” he says around a mouthful. “What does Costco put in this shit?” 

“It’s fucking amazing right?” 

It’s at that point that she notices a bit of cake smeared across Barty’s lower lip, so she leans over and wipes her thumb across it. It happens before she can even register she’s done it, but she fully commits, sticking her thumb in her mouth after, tasting sweet and something else.

“You use Aquaphor?” She asks.

Barty stares at her. Red eyes slightly widened. “You can identify Aquaphor by taste?”

Lily smiles with all her teeth and reaches into her back pocket to produce the tube she takes with her everywhere. 

“Put some on,” he says before picking up the bowl for another hit.

She looks at him suspiciously. “Why?”

“Just do it.” He sparks the lighter and breathes in deeply. 

She brings the tube to her lips and smears some on, watching his chest expand behind his t-shirt.

He holds the smoke in his lungs but motions for her to come closer and oh. She sees where this is going. 

The realization doesn’t stop her from leaning in anyway.

Barty’s lips ghost over hers and he breathes the smoke into her open mouth. She inhales in turn, taking the air from his lungs into her own. 

It’s intimate, she thinks, in a way that not many things are. To hold a vital piece of someone else inside yourself. To pass it back and forth with such care, not letting anything slip through the cracks. 

And that thought is what causes Lily to close the barely-there distance. To allow their lips to push together. To allow herself to fully taste the leftover sweetness and Aquaphor and Red Bull on Barty’s tongue, which he doesn’t waste a minute before sliding into her mouth.

It’s sloppy and uncoordinated where they lean over the half-eaten cheesecake between them, and Lily pulls back before her arms give out underneath her. 

They stare at each other for a moment, both smiling and laughing like idiots. 

It’s so easy between them, always has been.

“One more?” Barty asks.

“One more what?” Lily volleys back, eyebrow raised.

“Bite,” He says motioning toward the cake, sly smile across his face.

She rolls her eyes affectionately but nods, leans forward as he scoops another piece, sure to get some of the buttery crust on his fork. He holds it out for her to take but before she can, the pile of cake and graham cracker falls right onto her left tit.

Lily stares down at it, mouth agape for a second before she starts giggling again. Because it’s funny. Everything is so funny she can’t help herself.

That is until Barty’s tongue is dragging itself along the skin there, collecting the cake and making way for his teeth, which bite hard enough to leave a mark. 

He stares up at her as he does it, gauging her reaction. He gets the all clear when Lily fails to stop the needy whine that leaves her throat.

Barty trails his mouth upward, leaving open-mouth kisses along her neck until he reaches her ear.

“You taste so good,” he whispers. Voicing out loud the thoughts she’s been having all night.

Lily lets the corner of her mouth tug up. “You have no idea.”

“Fuck.” He reattaches to her neck and his hands find the button of her pants, dexterous as they undo it and work the zipper down. He reaches beneath her underwear, letting his long fingers slide through her wetness, collecting some before he brings them to his mouth, sucks sinfully and stares her down the whole time.

The haze around Lily’s thoughts sharpens to want, and Barty must see the change in her eyes because he smiles devilishly around the digits before replacing them where she needs them most. 

“So fuckin’ sweet,” he says, circling her clit lazily, not enough pressure to really get her there.

“Please…” she begs, arching into him, trying to push harder against his fingers. She’s too far gone not to act as desperate for it as she is. She wants his fingers inside of her, wants him to lick every inch of her, put his mouth in places it probably doesn’t belong.

“Shhh princess,” he coos. “Just enjoy the ride.”

Once they finish, Lily twice and Barty all over her stomach before licking her clean, Lily will realize they left the cheesecake in the living room under the open window.

Oh well, she was never really going to finish it anyway.

[youremyheaven]

Momagers, Stage Mom's & Mama's Boys: The Dysfunctional Moon Child

Moon influenced people often come from households where they had a very dysfunctional relationship with their parents. Both parents are usually toxic but the Moon person forms a close, overly sympathetic and anxiously attached bond with one parent who they perceive as the victim or martyr in some way. (Dad's abusive or neglectful and mom's the one trying her best, for example).

WHY does this happen?

Moon is said to be the most Yin of the planets. It's passive, feminine and emotional.

Most of the time, these bonds are toxic because its overly protective, overly nurturing, controlling, overly caring as opposed to say Sun influence which will create bonds that are too independent and unattached (aka female friendships vs male friendships lol). Moon influenced parent-child bonds become toxic because there's TOO MUCH love, care and attachment and neither party can have a separate independent existence.

Moon influence is prominent in the charts of momagers/stage moms AND the kids who are under their control.

Priyanka Chopra, Rohini Moon

Pri and her mom are attached at the hip and they're literally ALWAYS together. She has managed Pri's career since she was a teenager. And since she's not a nepo kid, it's known that she's had affairs with several married men in the industry, especially when she was starting out, to secure work :((

And I think its fucked up to have a parent basically pimp you out to make money. Be it PC getting a nose job or her army doctor mother quitting her job to open a cosmetic surgery clinic or her family running a pub?? PC is the golden goose and her family has just been living off of her money and encouraging her to basically do anything to make it. I think its a bit fcked to be smoking with your mom and its not bc I'm Indian lol

Alia Bhatt, Shravana Rising

Now Alia's dad is a pretty well known asshole who is infamous for being abusive. And Alia had a pretty rough upbringing, so its no wonder that Alia is as attached to her mom as she is. Alia's own marriage is pretty fucked up and toxic.

Alia started her career when she was 17 and to this day, her mom manages her finances. She was recently in the news for being scammed out of 1 crore rupees (119,000 dollars) so like I guess her mom's not exactly brilliant at what she does lol

Katrina Kaif, Hasta Moon

Katrina Kaif who is British, came to India when she was 17 and met and started dating the violent, toxic abusive Salman Khan, who was 20 years older than her. He helped her establish herself as a huge star but she went through a lot including physical abuse.

Kat endured all that because she had 7 siblings to support and her mom was a single mom. She's extremely close to her mom but I still think its fcked up that a literal teenager had to become the breadwinner of a family of 8 and endure all kinds of abuse in a toxic industry and in a country where she knew nobody just to break even.

Bella Hadid, Hasta Moon

Yolanda is a toxic mom in general but she has a particularly toxic bond with Bella for sure

Britney Spears, Shravana Moon

She's probably the most notorious example of being controlled by her toxic , abusive family :(((

Brooke Shields, Rohini Sun/Jupiter/Rahu

Her mom made her pose naked for playboy when she was 10. That should say enough about how fcked up her momager was. She has spoken about how her mom was an alcoholic and she felt like she had to do everything she could do to keep her mom alive :((

Ranbir Kapoor, Shravana Moon

He grew up in a toxic home where his dad cheated on his mom and was an alcoholic. He's KNOWN to be a mama's boy and his mother lowkey influenced all his previous relationships until he finally tied the knot with someone his mom approved of ://

Today his wife dresses and emulates his mom lmao

Leonardo DiCaprio, Hasta Moon

He's another infamous mama's boy

It's interesting to me how in most of these cases, the fathers were either absent or neglectful. These people grew up under the sole care of their mothers and it created an overly possessive, toxic, codependent bond. All of these people have spoken about how hard their mom's lives were and how they're grateful for everything their mothers did for them. This tendency of the Moon to make its natives be entirely sheltered from Yang or male influence or in some ways find Yang influence repulsive is very telling.

Similar to how Sun influenced people find it difficult to relate to or connect with Yin themes (like being clingy, attached, being nurturing in a traditional way, being openly loving etc) Moon influenced people struggle the most with detachment, letting go, independence etc. The extremes of both these can be unhealthy. It's important to learn how to be balanced and not give in to the tendencies that can harm both us and the people in our lives.

That's all for this post<3

[gemsofgreece]

Hey quick question princess andromeda from the myth with Persus is from Ethiopia ? But then how come in paintings she is white ?

Quick question, long answer. Yes and no. It’s a little confusing. There are several parameters to this.

Aethiopia, an etymologically Greek name, is the name different Greeks gave to different places of the world. In the classical era (440 BCE), Herodotus called all the area south of the Sahara and the Nile as Aethiopia, making thus the most relevant description. Pindar however, a contemporary of his (~450 BCE), calls Aethiopia the region around Elam (Southwest Iran). Same as Hesiod, who did that in 700 BCE already. In ~500 BCE, both Scylax of Caryanda and Hecataeus of Miletus seem to agree Aethiopia is east of the Nile and expands throughout the Arabian peninsula all the way to the Indus Valley and the Indian Ocean. The first mention of Aethiopians is by Homer (~800 BC) who vaguely says that they lived in the extremities of the world, in the far east and west.

So as you see, the earlier back in time, the more generic and distant the term’s meaning is. Herodotus is likely the one who seals the association of Aethiopia with only sub-Saharan Africa and the country south of Egypt in particular.

The origins of Greek mythology precede all these writers. In general many historians suggest that the Aethiopia of the myth of Perseus and Andromeda was supposed to be in west Asia and perhaps somewhere around Israel and Palestine. Some believe it is Jaffa, Tel Aviv in particular. I am not totally sold on the explanations why. The point is however that Aethiopia’s geographical definition especially before Herodotus and even more before Hesiod was very vague and fluid. It seems it described places that in general were too hard for Greeks to reach, exotic.

The name itself can help us understand. Aethiopian means the one who looks burnt, smoked. From αίθω (aétho - burn) and όψη (ópsi - look, face). Now, this sounds low-key horrible in English but in Greek it’s not derogatory, but I have no better way to explain it. Ancient Greeks had written quite a few times about the attractiveness of the Aethiopians (whoever they were) so they didn’t associate the term with a repulsiveness like that of burnt flesh but just as the effect of the sun on their complexion.

In short, at least prior to Herodotus, Aethiopia was all the land inhabited by POC, even if that included large parts of Africa and Asia all the way to India. It did not include Libya (North Africa) and Egypt. This was not so much due to skintone (although it could be too - as North Africans can be way more white passing than people far from here believe) but because Greeks were well aware of these regions. Aethiopia was associated with exotic, distant places with darker people. This could be black people and brown people and all their various tones. Perhaps simply anyone who was noticeably darker than a Greek.

Now if we compare Jaffa (Andromeda’s Aethiopia) with modern day Israel or Palestine, then Andromeda and her parents could be medium brown or light brown or white / white passing.

However, I seriously doubt Ancient Greek art was concerned about skintone accuracy, simply because it was art made by Greeks and viewed by other Greeks. Everyone depicted usually followed the Greek standards of beauty. Besides, it’s a Greek myth, right? If we wonder about Andromeda’s complexion, then we should also wonder about her name! And her mother’s name! Why are they Greek? Well, simply, because it’s Greek mythology, which provides a genealogy where all progenitors are kin to Greek progenitors. Cepheus, Andromeda’s father, is brother of Danaus and has Argive ancestry (since this is a myth from Argos!). So if that’s true, Andromeda has Greek ancestry and might be white-passing because of that. But these is just exhaustive and in my opinion unnecessary nitpicking.

In Ancient Greek art complexion is almost always not depicted accurately but men are usually depicted as dark and women as fair because this was the beauty standard.

No this doesn’t mean Perseus was black and Andromeda white! It only shows the beauty standards of the time. Corinthian vase. Archaic period.

Andromeda, Perseus and Cepheus. Apulian vase, Classical Period. All look white or white passing.

Here although the skintone is the same, the artist makes Perseus blonde in order to stress Andromeda’s darkness through the haircolour. Zeugma, Roman period.

And… look at that!

In this ‘mildly’ racist art, Andromeda is depicted as a dude as the tall white-passing person in the middle and she is getting tied for the beast by fellow Aethiopians who however look nothing like her. They are shorter and clearly African. Andromeda wears Phrygian, thus non-African clothing, but also nothing like the Greek clothing. This artist wanted to provide some diversity but apparently not for the beautiful princess lol Attic vase, probably Classical period.

Anyway so, Andromeda was either brown or black or white passing at most, because of Jaffa and the argive ancestry. Once Aethiopia - Ethiopia’s location had become more specific though, western artists depicting Andromeda as pretty fair of skin or blonde is misrepresentation with questionable motives. My opinion is that there is a wide range of looks Andromeda can be depicted to have, but not something that makes her look whiter or even just as white as Perseus.

[ceofjohnlennon]

"Eventually I learned to distinguish the differences in temperament. John's granny glasses and pale skin, milk-white like the tigers in the Delhi zoo, suggested the persona of a studious intellectual, high-strung and enigmatic, carefully sifting the text of the Maharishi's wisdom for the grains of something that he could recognize as the truth. Like a lot of other people west of Suez, in Europe and America, he'd been expecting a guru to turn up, and suddenly, 'There he was in the Hilton hotel.' Yes, he said, it was great to be rich, great to be famous, but 'we're not the eternal rich men,' and money isn't what makes or sings the songs. One evening when Harrison said that 'nobody can be one hundred percent without the inner life,' Lennon told the other students at the table that the band's records served as diaries of its developing consciousness. In the photographs seen on the covers of their recent albums, he hoped and assumed that people might notice 'something going on behind the eyes other than guitar boogie.' He wasn't sure that the Maharishi was wiser than Lewis Carroll, but he knew that if a person could find within himself an inner wonderland impervious to the pressures of space and time, 'then nothing's going to shake my world.' Ringo and Paul didn't talk as much about the meditation. Yes, they had results with it. No, it wasn't a put-on, but their attitude implied that it was George's thing, and if he wanted to go to India, okay, fine, everybody went to India. Ringo missed his children and his nine cats, and he figured that he could assume the lotus position just as successfully in Liverpool. Maureen hated the flies — to the point that if there was only one fly in the room she would know exactly where it was, how it got there, and why it must be destroyed. She and Ringo had consulted the Maharishi on the subject, but the Maharishi told them that for people traveling in the realm of pure consciousness, flies no longer matter very much. 'Yes,' Ringo said, 'but that doesn't zap the flies, does it?' McCartney objected to the Maharishi's excessive adulation of the band and all its works ('the bit about being the sons of God and the saviors of mankind'), nor did he much care for the abstractions that sustained the yogi's grandiose metaphysics. 'I get a bit lost in the upper reaches of it,' he said. He also wished that the Maharishi would avoid talking to the Beatles about subjects that he, McCartney, knew something about. He found the Maharishi's support of the draft laws disillusioning; his girlfriend, Jane Asher, often wondered aloud what it would be like to see the moonlight on the Taj Mahal. Talking to Paul was easier than talking to George or to Ringo — his accent not as strong, more willing to exchange meaningless pleasantries, still fond of smoking cigarettes, his sense of humor affable and tolerant. When he showed up one day at lunch to say that he'd had a dream about being trapped in a leaking submarine of indeterminate color, it was Anneliese Braun who provided the interpretation. She clapped her hands in the enthusiastic way of a child seeing its first snowfall. 'How very nice,'x she said, wondering if McCartney appreciated the great truth with which he had been blessed. Paul smiled and said he didn't think he quite got all of it. 'Why it's the perfect meditation dream,' Anneliese said. The voyage in the submarine represented the descent into pure consciousness in the vehicle of the mantra; the leaks represented anxiety, and the surfacing of the submarine in a London street signified a happy return to society and one’s fellow men (like Ulysses coming back to Penelope), which was the purpose of all good meditation. The other people at the table applauded, and Geoffrey drew a comparison to the paintings of Hieronymous Bosch."

The Beatles in India. ㅡ From the book "With The Beatles" by Lewis Lapham.

[cyber-corp]

A review of JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure: Part 3

By a guy who initially had no interest in this series whatsoever

For the longest time, I had absolutely zero interest in watching, reading, or even engaging with JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure. The tone seemed too bombastic, the humour too out of leftfield and the fanbase too obnoxious. But after watching the anime adaptations of parts 1 and 2 and becoming interested in the rest of the series (and reading a bit of Steel Ball Run, which I quite enjoyed), I decided to read part 3 of JoJo, Stardust Crusaders, out of a morbid curiosity.

What I didn’t expect was a full-on and astounding journey across the world that never lets up and never slows itself down to think. And I felt mesmerised by every single page, every line of dialogue, and every illustration.

Stardust Crusaders’ main JoJo is Jotaro Kujo, a stoic Eastwood-esque high school (?!?) delinquent who likes telling women to piss off and has a special ability known as a Stand called Star Platinum, able to release a flurry of brutal punches at will and do with absolute precision.

All six of the Crusaders themselves (which does include the dog. don’t worry about it) have their own unique Stand and abilities, each of them named after a different Tarot card. Joseph Joestar, (who has skipped DILF birth and went straight to GILF birth), is easily my favourite of the six, as even though he’s gracefully aged and matured, he’s still the same old silly goober from all those years ago. Polnareff is my second favourite, I initially felt indifferent towards him, but soon began to adore this comical Frenchman and his entire arc.

The plot of the story follows the Crusaders on an eventful journey to Cairo, as the number one hater from Phantom Blood, DIO, has returned after 100 years, leeching off of Jonathan Joestar’s body. We don’t get to see much of him until the final confrontation, where he nearly convinces Polnareff to join him, kills Kakyoin by stopping time with his stand THE WORLD, takes Joseph’s soul, and squashes Jotaro with a ROADOROLLA. The only reason he loses is that Jotaro is so unreasonably buffed that he can move while DIO’s stand is active, giving him the opportunity to ORAORAORA him into next Tuesday.

I personally feel that DIO might just be the best villain not just in JoJo, but one of the best entirely. His ability to get his own way and his burning desire to end the Joestar bloodline from Part 1 has been amped up to 11, and it makes him, along with his Stand, THE WORLD, nearly unstoppable. He’s a blunt force with no humanity, and does whatever suits his needs. People either fall against him and perish, or fall with him and submit themselves to his grace. He’s become quite the behemoth when you compare him to what he was doing in Part 1. From kicking dogs to forcing someone he doesn’t know to drive after Jotaro and psychologically torturing them. How far the haters go…

If I could use one word to sum up Stardust Crusaders, it would be “ambitious”. It’s nearly double the length of the first two parts combined, and nearly thrice as varied in setting and tone. From Japan, to the gleaming cities of Singapore to the slums of India and the sandy deserts of Arabia, it nearly stops to sit in one place. Hirohiko Araki has stated that he was less inspired by the other shonen comics of the time and more into road movies like Around The World in 80 Days, which gives this part such a unique international flair. There’s also 2 dozen enemies the guys have to face along their way to Egypt, some of which provide interesting looks into the main characters’ inner machinations, and some are monkeys who smoke and commit sexual assault.

The overall theming of JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure is humanity’s insane ability to overcome seemingly impossible odds in order to become greater, and this couldn’t be more prevalent than in Stardust Crusaders. DIO is a cruel, unrelenting beast who has already sacrificed his own humanity in order to further achieve his goal of ending the Joestar bloodline once and for all. This makes him a perfect mirror to the Crusaders, who plan to stop DIO in order to prevent Jotaro’s mother, Holly, from dying. This motivation based in love of course triumphs over all, and also leads to one of the greatest spurs within the entire medium of manga.

Stardust Crusaders is full of genuine heart, wit, and genuinely kicks ass all the way through. Reading it is truly unlike anything else. It’s a pastiche of shonen tropes, gothic literature, westerns, 80s action flicks and so much more. I can truly see now why JoJo has the reputation it does. If this was the only part of JoJo ever written, it would still be fantastic.

A true celebration of humanity from beginning to end. Go read it if you can.

[a-nobody-here]

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽Reflections☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

Chapter One: The fallen night

_________________________________________ a/n: I'm very nervous about this idea, still navigating into how romance works in writing. Forgive any lingual issues, English is literally my 3rd Language. I am hoping it doesn't cause any ruckus anywhere. It's short, really. Enjoy. Warnings: None, really. Except for one of them being your usual ADHD folk :) Settings: @ M.H.15, INDIA, THE YEAR 2015. CITY OF NASIK,IN THE AUGUST MONSOONS. _________________________________________

"I quattro libri del l'architettura." he says, tapping away at something on his phone, mind unevenly focused on both sides of his task. "Under the name?" the librarian asks, passive aggressively putting his cigar out in the tray, the desk smelling like ash and smoke like it usually does. "Darshit. Darshit Sakhala."

He slides the book off the reception desk, into his hands, making his way further inside to an empty desk. Project readings and write-ups were certainly important to him, but they didn't exactly catch his muse if they weren't practical enough to be illustrated. Architecture was definitely his choice and he wasn't regretting it or anything, but he needed good company; that was better than hipsters dozing off during climatology seminars. He remembered his reckless self from high school that everyone wanted to be. So many people envying him, despite his dismissive behavior. Here, he knew nobody and the urge to be wanted was growing inside. He didn't know how quickly it would become so lonely after leaving Rajkot. He came here all the way, only to find a lazy university in the middle of Indore.

The only way he put his mind off from all this was music. Music, that made his heart beat so loud, he couldn't hear his thoughts. He kept reading but his mind was somewhere way off the lane. People came, read, wandered, some even made out, and time went on all the same, as they left too. The place was now emptier, the lights were dimmed, it was later in the night; now the silence was louder. He was quite bothered with the grim silence without the usual sounds he would subconsciously pay any heed to; the aircon, clattering boots, flipping pages. He did what anybody would have done in such a place. Plugging in his earphones, he turned the sound up, now trying to fully focus on his material. Time ticked past slower somehow, and he was, in a way glad. He didn't at all feel one bit of the bolted silence around until a very long time.

He was deaf to any sound for long, until his conscience felt the presentiment of somebody, but he refused to move. 'it might just be nobody at this time.' He though. But through the side of his eyes, he could notice movement. The figure passed him by, sitting opposite to him, right across the table. The person definitely carried a lot along, from the loud noise after they sat down. From above the book frame he could see the person setting up a mobile recorder. His eyes wandered to an empty guitar case beside the person, the guitar now being slowly tuned. Moments later, the person put the record on, sucking a slow breath in, from what Darsh could hear. On instinct, Darsh took one of his plugs off, as the person slowly began strumming into tune.

"....Tere bin, Tere bin...Tere bin, Tere bin.." 'Without you...without you...' His voice resonates against the lone silence, all Darsh did was look endlessly, and slowly every detail of the stranger came to light. Honeyed skin, eyes closed, feeling every beat, lips parched, and constellations of minute freckles scattered in parts, the metal frame of his glasses, glinting under dim lighting, short brown locks falling freely, breathing steady even throughout the song, his state; relaxed, as though there wasn't another heaven.

"Baawarey piya...laage naa jeeya, dekho mera man, jalataa diyaa.." 'Lunatic, beloved mine...living's now a chore...Look at my heart, it burns like a flame...' Hardly ever, as Darsh could notice, his earphones had already run out of power, but there was indeed, no reason he would need them anymore. "Jeena nahi Tere bin.." 'Wouldn't want to live on, without you...' the stranger finishes, slowly turning the recorder off, opening his eyes. Brown; the type of brown poets adored, the type of brown that reduced every pride to dust, like rays surrounding an eclipse, they weren't very bright, but they were what the writers called passion. They hovered around the place, before meeting his raven ones. Darsh was unfazed, still looking, out of his mental zone, with little of his lost mind, he kept looking.

"Did I bother you, Reader?" he asks, quite out of sarcasm, some out of curiosity, rest out of mischief, amused by the young man's nerves. As a socially unstable person, Darshit's heart almost skipped a beat.

"Uhm.. well..shit. I mean.. uhm sorry. I don't do that.. usually." "I don't catch people doing that usually too, guess we have something in common." He jokes, as Darsh chuckles under his breath. "You.. Uh.. Sing. Pretty well. Like if I heard you sing on the radio, I'd wait to hear it, though I've arrived, I don't know, it's a weird compliment, maybe if you understood it..." He rambled, out of breath at the point the sudden sigh and pause having the stranger to let out a silent giggle. Darsh was indeed quite embarrassed, since these conversation things happened to him a lot, and even if he was used to it, this time it was slightly reaching him as Shyness.

"Faculty of architecture, huh?" "How'd you-" "Don't ask, I have a few friends there, and honestly, you look like the type to be from there." 'The heck's that supposed to mean..?' Darsh thought himself, but his thinking was diverted easy, to the sound of mild rain. "Tough time of year, August, I'm betting you have an umbrella." Darsh only nervously laughed to himself, as he in fact, did not, have an umbrella. "Let's see... " The stranger then, picks up the phone, little tapping here and there. "Here," Darsh flinches to the brightness of the screen. "This is the one you need, not an exact reference, but it covers most of that." "Thanks..." Though he looked like a reckless type, he was surprisingly serious about his academics, not that he wasn't reckless at all, but you know how university is. This was like a superior senior charity for him; he was impressed and grateful. "I hadn't seen you here before, since I'm here most of the time, now that I think about it... " "Yes, I am, very much here for the project, I don't like staying late nights, really. " His eye hovers to the phone screen, that lits up with the time: 11:45 AM. He knows he needs to get home, and he knows he doesn't want to, but there's really no choice. "I suppose you have to go as well... " The stranger breathes, beginning to wrap up, receiving an agreeing hum from Darsh. "Didn't quite catch your good name, Mister." "Darshit. Sakhala." "Darshit...hmm...I figure now that I know you, I'll see you around a lot.." And there was silence, but now with the sudden and with all his social ability, Darsh sucks a breath in, "And yours?" The stranger looks back to Darsh, now standing close by behind, passing a light smile. "Siddharth Bhattacharya. Just Sid. Please."

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[i-love-you-all]

Valorant Revelations cinematic

Just got home and watched it for the first time so here are initial thoughts ig? I spend a lot of time on figuring out HQ location lol.

It’s nice on a more personal note that the training range was shown a little more because I’ve set/will continue to set quite a few scenes from my own writing there. But it’s nice to know that injury/death is theoretically possible (and the Sova VM confirmed this latter part)

I’m pretty sure it’s basically confirmed that at least Valorant Legion all live in different places and get called when a threat is detected. I wonder if it’s supposed to call in the closest agents though or just ones best suited to fight against the threat.

If you think back to the Pearl cinematic, Sova, Phoenix and Yoru were called in. Since it’s in Portugal, it would make sense for Sova and Phoenix to get called in as they’re both in the EU, Britain and northwest Russia, but It had me thinking... well... where was KJ, assuming she spends more time in Germany (which she may not). How was Yoru, who def does spend time in Japan, called in as well?

Additionally in this cinematic, why was Sage called but not Omen? They were in the same place at the same time. There was no controller on that team and real life for them would probably work differently from the game, but... smokes are great utility! I suppose it could be that It had to be between Sage and Omen if KJ, Raze, and Jett were all closer, and Sage has more leadership qualities considering the existing team?

If we follow the theory that it calls the closest agents possible though, we can start to rule out places where the Valorant HQ on the mirrored world isn’t. It wasn’t close enough to Lisbon to get called on over Yoru (unless Yoru was at base). But it was close enough to India that Istanbul, and Korea were closer.

Actually scrap that, because then Japan would’ve def been closer than HQ, right? Unless this is a hybrid thing and it calls the agents best suited to the mission in priority order of location? Which would still suggest that Valorant HQ is not on NA. Idk anything more specific and even that is just conjecture lol.

Sage’s locker was cool, Haven pre-kingdom (or maybe kingdom never took it over? Is that too much to hope for?) There’s a sign that I think says not just a/your healer which is funny. The Raze graffiti :))

(Sage is buff tho, and not enough fan content shows her like that) Though, most agents should be buff if they’re part of valorant because handling guns does take quite a bit of arm/shoulder strength esp to handle recoil.

Assuming Lotus has some radianite artifact that Astra/Harbor are looking into? Wonder why Yoru didn’t join?

It’s fun to look at Omen’s smoke and realize it’s not as clear on the inside like in game. (and look! sage can still self-heal!) So ig that’s our reminder that in game mechanics aren’t constantly linked with the same abilities in the story.

Also, I’m gonna assume that Fade was looking for clues related to the disappearance of the person she cared about? I had a fun thought that perhaps this version of Valorant stole Alpha (?) Fade’s person but that’s now proven wrong.

Astra’s so pretty. Her eyeshadow :))

I guess I wonder how Valorant Protocol is sending agents to other locations in the other Earth’s world? Was it not just linked to Pearl’s portal? Or did they like, hack other portals too or whatever they did.

But yeah I wish more lore was brought out about the artifacts, but I assume they wanted to show the map off first, so maybe it’ll be part of the reveal for the actual map? Fingers crossed.

[monkeyandelf]

I am Death, the Destroyer of Worlds, bringing death to all living things: Chronicles of a prehistoric nuclear apocalypse

A few people doubt that at the turn of the XXV-XXX millennia BC, a war with the use of nuclear weapons raged on our planet. This is confirmed both in the ancient Indian texts "Ramayana" and "Mahabharata", and scars in the form of funnels from explosions of nuclear warheads on the surface of the Earth.

There are more than a hundred craters with a diameter of 2 to 3 kilometers, whose age is 25-35 thousand years, as well as two huge craters, the age of which also fits into this time interval.

The first is located in South America and its diameter is 40 kilometers, the second is found in South Africa with a diameter of 120 kilometers. One of the largest battles of that war with the use of nuclear weapons took place in the territories of today's India and Pakistan.

Then this was part of the Rama empire. As a result of archaeological excavations at the site of the capital of the vanished empire, Mohenjo-Daro, human skeletons were found with traces of radioactive damage and sand baked to glass, exactly like that found in modern nuclear test sites.

There are two versions of the nuclear apocalypse that happened in the Earth's past. In the first case, the Asuras and reptilians, aliens from outer space, fought. Asuras lost the war and tried to hide in their underground shelters.

However, earthquakes and floods caused by a nuclear cataclysm on a planetary scale destroyed their underground cities and forced them to rise to the surface again. There, the invaders who colonized the Earth were already waiting for them, and the Asura race practically ceased to exist.

In the second case, the conflict allegedly took place between the Atlanteans (Aswins) and the Lemurians, representatives of the Rama empire. As a result of nuclear bombardments by the Atlanteans, which they carried out from their aircraft - vimanas, the Rama empire was almost completely wiped off the face of the Earth.

This is how it is described in the Mahabharata epic: “In all its splendor, red-hot columns of smoke rose and flames brighter than ten thousand suns ... the corpses burned beyond recognition. The survivors lost their nails and hair. The birds are gray. All food became unusable. The soldiers who escaped the fire rushed into the water to wash away the ashes ... ".

On the face are all signs of radiation sickness in survivors and radiation contamination of animals and food. Given that the surviving soldiers rushed to wash off the radioactive ash, the Lemurians were well aware of the concept of "radiation". Also, do not forget that traces of nuclear bombings were found on different continents of our planet.

This is explained quite simply. The Lemurians also had their own air fleet, consisting of vimanas. It can also be assumed that they also possessed nuclear weapons and nothing could prevent them from using it on the territory of the Atlantean empire as a weapon of retaliation.

And what happened in the end? According to the ancient texts, after the completion of the bombing, the whole planet was raining radioactive rain for three days and three nights. This event is mentioned by almost all the peoples of the world, including in the legends of the Maya, the people of the Far North and the Australian Aborigines. And a little later, the Great Flood happened. The earth, as best it could, washes away traces of radiation contamination.

It is possible to treat this kind of information in different ways, but there are definitely all the prerequisites for the fact that the Earth was already once subjected to the destructive effects of nuclear weapons. 

And it seems that it is no longer so important who and with whom then fought, given that at present we do not see either Asuras, or Reptilians, or Atlanteans with Lemurians on the streets of our cities. Apparently, in the end, it is impossible to win a nuclear war. Read the full article

[drgyana]

Understanding Tachycardia: Causes, Types, and Treatments

Tachycardia is a condition where the heart beats faster than normal. While occasional increases in heart rate are natural—such as during exercise or moments of stress—persistent or frequent episodes might indicate an underlying health issue. Let’s break down the basics of tachycardia, its causes, types, and available treatments.

What Is Tachycardia?

In a healthy adult, the heart typically beats 60 to 100 times per minute when at rest. Tachycardia occurs when the heart rate exceeds this range. It’s important to understand that tachycardia isn’t a disease itself but rather a symptom or result of other conditions. Identifying and addressing these underlying causes is crucial to managing the condition effectively.

Causes of Tachycardia

Tachycardia can result from various factors, including:

Lifestyle Factors: High levels of caffeine, alcohol, or nicotine intake can trigger a faster heart rate. Stress and anxiety also play significant roles.

Medical Conditions: Fever, anemia, thyroid problems, and heart-related issues like coronary artery disease can lead to tachycardia. Dehydration and low blood pressure are additional contributors.

Electrical Issues in the Heart: Problems in the heart’s electrical system can cause irregular or rapid heartbeats.

Medications: Certain drugs, especially stimulants, can increase heart rate.

Understanding the cause is the first step to finding an effective treatment plan. Consulting the best cardiologist in India as Dr. Gyana Ranjan Nayak can help pinpoint the root of the problem.

Types of Tachycardia

Tachycardia is classified based on where it originates in the heart:

Atrial Tachycardia: This type begins in the atria (upper chambers of the heart). It often results from an abnormal electrical circuit in this area.

Supraventricular Tachycardia (SVT): This umbrella term covers tachycardias originating above the ventricles. SVT episodes can be sudden and cause symptoms like palpitations and dizziness.

Ventricular Tachycardia: This type starts in the ventricles (lower chambers of the heart). It can be life-threatening if not treated promptly, as it affects the heart’s ability to pump blood effectively.

Sinus Tachycardia: This is when the heart’s natural pacemaker sends signals too quickly, often due to exercise, fever, or stress.

Each type has unique characteristics, and understanding the differences helps in determining the appropriate treatment.

Symptoms to Watch For

The symptoms of tachycardia can vary but often include:

A racing or irregular heartbeat

Dizziness or lightheadedness

Shortness of breath

Chest discomfort

Fatigue or feeling faint

If you experience these symptoms persistently, it’s essential to seek medical attention.

Diagnosing Tachycardia

To diagnose tachycardia, doctors use a combination of methods:

Electrocardiogram (ECG): This test measures the heart’s electrical activity and identifies abnormal rhythms.

Holter Monitor: A portable device that records your heart activity over 24 to 48 hours.

Stress Test: This evaluates how your heart responds during physical activity.

Imaging Tests: These can include echocardiograms or MRIs to assess the heart’s structure and function.

Visiting the best cardiologist in India ensures you receive a thorough evaluation and accurate diagnosis.

Treatment Options

The treatment for tachycardia depends on its type and underlying cause. Here are some common approaches:

Lifestyle Changes: Reducing caffeine and alcohol intake, quitting smoking, and managing stress can significantly lower the risk of tachycardia.

Medications: Beta-blockers, antiarrhythmic drugs, or calcium channel blockers can help regulate the heart’s rhythm.

Medical Procedures:

Cardioversion: A procedure that uses electric shocks or medications to restore a normal heartbeat.

Ablation Therapy: This involves targeting and eliminating the abnormal electrical pathways causing tachycardia.

Devices:

Pacemakers: These devices help regulate heart rate in cases of persistent issues.

Implantable Cardioverter Defibrillators (ICDs): Used for severe cases, these devices can detect and correct life-threatening rhythms.

Surgery: In rare cases, surgical interventions may be necessary to remove damaged heart tissue or correct structural problems.

Preventing Tachycardia

Prevention starts with maintaining a healthy heart. Here are some tips:

Follow a balanced diet rich in fruits, vegetables, and whole grains.

Exercise regularly but avoid overexertion.

Stay hydrated and get enough sleep.

Manage chronic conditions like diabetes or high blood pressure.

Regular check-ups with a trusted cardiologist can help keep your heart in top shape.

When to Seek Help

Tachycardia isn’t always an emergency, but it should never be ignored. If you experience severe symptoms like chest pain, fainting, or difficulty breathing, seek immediate medical attention.

Final Thoughts

Tachycardia can seem concerning, but with proper care and attention, it is often manageable. Understanding its causes and types empowers you to take proactive steps toward a healthier heart. If you’re experiencing symptoms, consulting the best cardiologist in India can make all the difference in ensuring effective treatment and peace of mind.

[health-blogs-here]

Top Chest Specialist in Mumbai for Respiratory Health

When it comes to respiratory health, finding a skilled chest specialist is essential to ensure proper diagnosis and treatment. The lungs are vital organs responsible for oxygenating the body, and any issues with the respiratory system can have a profound impact on overall well-being. Whether you're suffering from chronic cough, shortness of breath, asthma, or a more serious condition like tuberculosis or COPD (Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease), consulting the best pulmonologist in Mumbai can significantly improve your health outcomes.

Mumbai, being one of India's largest medical hubs, offers a range of highly qualified chest specialists, or pulmonologists, who are experts in diagnosing and treating a variety of lung diseases and respiratory conditions. This will guide you on how to find the best chest specialist in Mumbai, the qualifications to look for, and the most common lung diseases treated by pulmonologists.

What Does a Chest Specialist or Pulmonologist Do?

A chest specialist in Mumbai—also known as a pulmonologist—focuses on the diagnosis and treatment of diseases related to the lungs and respiratory system. Pulmonologists specialize in a wide range of conditions affecting the lungs, such as asthma, bronchitis, pneumonia, tuberculosis, emphysema, and lung cancer.

Common Conditions Treated by a Pulmonologist

Asthma: A chronic disease that causes inflammation and narrowing of the airways, leading to difficulty breathing, wheezing, and coughing.

Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease (COPD): A group of lung diseases that block airflow and make breathing difficult, including chronic bronchitis and emphysema.

Pneumonia: An infection that causes inflammation in the air sacs of the lungs, leading to symptoms like fever, cough, and difficulty breathing.

Tuberculosis (TB): A bacterial infection that primarily affects the lungs, causing severe coughing, weight loss, and night sweats.

Lung Cancer: A type of cancer that begins in the lungs, often caused by smoking or prolonged exposure to harmful substances.

Interstitial Lung Disease (ILD): A group of disorders affecting the tissue and space around the air sacs of the lungs.

Why Do You Need the Best Pulmonologist in Mumbai?

Choosing the best pulmonologist in Mumbai is crucial for the effective treatment of respiratory diseases. Here’s why it’s so important to seek expert care for lung conditions:

1. Accurate Diagnosis

Pulmonary diseases often share similar symptoms, such as shortness of breath, chronic cough, and wheezing, making accurate diagnosis difficult without the right expertise. The best chest specialists in Mumbai use advanced diagnostic tools such as chest X-rays, CT scans, pulmonary function tests, and bronchoscopy to correctly diagnose your condition and assess its severity.

2. Customized Treatment Plans

Each lung condition requires a tailored treatment approach. Whether you need medication, lifestyle changes, or even surgery, a highly experienced pulmonologist in Mumbai will develop a personalized treatment plan based on your condition, age, overall health, and medical history.

3. Management of Chronic Respiratory Conditions

Conditions like asthma, COPD, and interstitial lung disease are chronic and require long-term management. The best pulmonologists will monitor your condition regularly, adjust medications as needed, and provide guidance on lifestyle modifications such as quitting smoking, reducing exposure to environmental pollutants, and following proper breathing techniques.

4. Cutting-Edge Treatments

Pulmonology is a rapidly evolving field with the introduction of new therapies and technologies. The best chest specialist in Mumbai will have access to state-of-the-art treatment options such as biologic therapies for asthma, advanced ventilation methods for COPD, and targeted treatments for lung cancer. Early intervention using these advanced treatments can significantly improve the quality of life for patients.

5. Preventive Care and Education

The top pulmonologists not only treat existing conditions but also focus on preventing respiratory issues. They educate patients about risk factors, such as smoking, air pollution, and occupational hazards, and guide them in adopting healthier lifestyle choices to protect their lungs.

What to Look for in the Best Chest Specialist in Mumbai

When searching for the best pulmonologist in Mumbai, it’s important to choose a specialist with the right qualifications, experience, and approach to patient care. Here are some key factors to consider:

1. Qualifications and Experience

The first and foremost thing to check is the pulmonologist’s qualifications. Ensure the doctor has completed a degree in medicine (MBBS) followed by specialized training in pulmonary medicine (MD, DNB, or similar). In addition to formal education, look for a pulmonologist with experience in treating the specific respiratory condition you have.

2. Reputation and Patient Reviews

Reputation plays a significant role in choosing the right chest specialist. Look for online reviews, testimonials, and ratings from previous patients to get a sense of the pulmonologist’s competence, bedside manner, and success rate in treating respiratory conditions. Personal recommendations from family or friends can also be very helpful.

3. Comprehensive Diagnostic and Treatment Facilities

Ensure that the pulmonologist in Mumbai you choose has access to modern diagnostic tools like spirometry, chest X-rays, CT scans, and bronchoscopy. A specialist who is equipped with the latest technologies will be able to provide accurate diagnosis and offer advanced treatment options for your condition.

4. Approach to Patient Care

The best pulmonologist in Mumbai will focus on personalized care, paying attention to your specific symptoms, health history, and lifestyle. They will explain your condition in detail, answer any questions you may have, and involve you in decision-making regarding your treatment plan. Compassionate care can make a huge difference in managing respiratory diseases effectively.

5. Availability for Consultation and Follow-ups

Look for a pulmonologist who is easily accessible, offers flexible appointment schedules, and provides timely follow-up care. Chronic lung conditions often require ongoing management, and a good doctor should be available for regular check-ups and to address any concerns you may have throughout the treatment process.

Common Treatments Offered by a Pulmonologist in Mumbai

1. Medications

Pulmonologists often prescribe medications such as inhalers, bronchodilators, corticosteroids, and antibiotics to treat various respiratory diseases. The correct medication can help control symptoms, reduce inflammation, and improve lung function.

2. Pulmonary Rehabilitation

Pulmonary rehabilitation is a program designed to improve the well-being of people with chronic respiratory conditions. It includes exercises, breathing techniques, and nutritional advice to help patients manage their disease more effectively.

3. Oxygen Therapy

For patients with severe lung conditions, such as COPD or lung fibrosis, oxygen therapy may be prescribed to help maintain optimal oxygen levels in the blood. This therapy can significantly improve quality of life for patients with advanced lung disease.

4. Bronchoscopy

Bronchoscopy is a diagnostic procedure in which a pulmonologist uses a thin tube with a camera to examine the airways and lungs. It’s often used to investigate chronic cough, infections, or lung cancer and can also be used to take tissue samples for biopsy.

5. Lung Cancer Treatment

For patients with lung cancer, pulmonologists collaborate with oncologists to offer a comprehensive treatment plan. This may include chemotherapy, radiation therapy, targeted therapy, or surgical interventions.

Conclusion: 

Lung health is an integral part of overall well-being, and consulting a chest specialist in Mumbai is essential when dealing with respiratory issues. Whether you’re struggling with asthma, chronic cough, COPD, or a more serious condition like pneumonia or lung cancer, finding the best pulmonologist in Mumbai will ensure that you receive the best care possible.

Look for a pulmonologist with the right qualifications, experience, and a compassionate approach to care. With the right treatment plan, many respiratory diseases can be managed effectively, allowing you to live a healthy and active life. Don’t delay seeking professional care if you’re experiencing symptoms related to lung health—consult the best chest specialist in Mumbai today and take control of your respiratory health.

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dialogue with the self

FIX YOURSELF

I'm tired of listening to myself talk. so, I'm going to do this new thing where I talk and my computer makes it into written words. this takes up less space on my computer, and maybe will give me a new outlook on what I write.

 I keep a record of a lot of things. mainly, how I'm doing in any given situation. I like to keep a journal of my brain, in a way, and this manifests in many many videos of myself, and diary entries, in a myriad of places both digital and on paper. but what's the point?

 let me preface this by giving you a view into my life at the moment. I have reached a period of stagnation. I feel sad, and depressed. I have very little motivation to do anything at all, I feel melancholic, generally unattached to the world.

 all I want to do is curl into myself. I live in the most beautiful place in the world, San francisco, and I'm still sad.

 this is a very upsetting discovery to make. no matter where I go, I can feel sad anywhere. I sustain off the natural high of being in a new place, using the anxiety to propel me and move me forward. once it rubs off, I'm left with my own thoughts.

 yesterday, december 5th, I found myself feeling entirely stupidly bored. I recognize that there are things I would like to change in my life. I've recently quit cigarettes, about a week ago. this is good, but I've had a cold since I've quit and have not noticed the difference in my lung capacity yet- probably because I'm still smoking copious amounts of marijuana. I've been getting sick at least once a month this whole year, pretty much. I'm forced to sit down and be with my body, and recognize that it's trying to tell me something.

 so what do I need to change? well, I realized that I am incredibly addicted to and dependent on weed. I smoke weed, or adjust it in some kind of way every single day. the weed supports one of my other biggest bad habits, which is overeating. they go hand in hand. the loss of self-control that weed brings  pacifies my self-hatred and allows me to indulge in one of my favorite coping mechanisms, which is eating until I cannot move. The judgment rod is spared until later, the shame i will not have to confront until i wake up and look at my stomach in the mirror the next morning. I always look at my stomach in the morning.

 I also need more friends.  I do not thrive in my comfort zone.  to grow, actually- to function at all- I must be out of my comfort zone. because my comfort zone is what I'm doing right now. it's being alone, in my room, and my bed, depressed, eating, and watching nonsensical things to keep my brain from thinking too hard.

 I know what I need. at this point of my life I have watched myself go through a cycle, this pattern so many times that I feel pretty aware of what's going on inside of me. I know what to fix, I know what's holding me back, but at the same time I am so incredibly blind. Because even though I know what I need to do, I do not want to change. being high feels so good. being alone feels so safe. but I have my longings.  if I try to actualize my longings, it will be good for me, but it will also lead to exhaustion and inevitable hurt. I don't feel very resilient.

 I don't really have much else to say. I think I've talked myself into circles. I'm done. 

Why is the sad so there? why does life feel so heavy? what am I doing wrong? I know you're supposed to just keep getting hurt, and get up again, and hurt others, and get up again, and keep getting hurt, and get up again

 when will it end? Am i suicidal?  do I mumble? I want to join a cult.  I want to be safe. I've tried to quit weed before and I’ve failed. I know it's more complicated than this, but it feels like it's already too late for me. talking about this makes me want to run away. makes me want to book a ticket to india, travel anywhere really, try and forget. but I can't do that. I have to stay here. I don't get to always run away. be better. Be strong. Learn from your mistakes. It’s ok to rest. I think.

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Leading Nicotine Manufacturers in the World: An Overview of the Global Nicotine Industry

Nicotine, a naturally occurring alkaloid found in tobacco plants, has seen increased demand over the years due to its use in various nicotine replacement therapies (NRT), vaping products, and pharmaceutical applications. From nicotine gums and patches to e-liquids for vaping, nicotine manufacturers play a pivotal role in supporting the growing demand for these products globally.

In this blog, we will take a closer look at some of the major nicotine manufacturers in the world and how they contribute to the industry.

Global Nicotine Industry Overview

The nicotine industry is diversified, with manufacturers spread across various regions, including North America, Europe, and Asia. The industry is driven by the rising popularity of smoking alternatives like e-cigarettes and nicotine replacement therapies that help smokers quit traditional tobacco. According to recent market reports, the global nicotine market is expected to witness significant growth in the coming years, fueled by technological advancements and changing consumer preferences.

Top Nicotine Manufacturers in the World

Fertin Pharma (Denmark) Fertin Pharma is one of the leading manufacturers of nicotine gums and lozenges for NRTs. They specialize in the production of pharmaceutical-grade nicotine products that are used by top brands globally. Fertin Pharma is known for its innovative approach to nicotine delivery systems, making them a trusted partner for healthcare companies worldwide.

Nicoventures (United Kingdom) A subsidiary of British American Tobacco (BAT), Nicoventures focuses on the development and production of next-generation nicotine products, including e-liquids and vaping devices. Their commitment to providing high-quality, alternative nicotine products has positioned them as a leader in the global market for reduced-risk nicotine solutions.

Nico Orgo Marketing Pvt. Ltd. (India) As one of the prominent nicotine manufacturers in India, Nico Orgo specializes in the production and supply of pharmaceutical-grade nicotine. The company plays a significant role in serving the growing demand for nicotine used in e-cigarettes, nicotine gum, and other products worldwide. Their focus on sustainability and ethical sourcing sets them apart in the competitive nicotine industry.

Chemnovatic (Poland) Chemnovatic is a well-known European manufacturer of high-purity nicotine and nicotine salts, primarily used in e-liquids and other vaping products. With a reputation for stringent quality control, they supply their products to businesses across Europe and North America, ensuring consistency and safety in their nicotine formulations

Factors Driving the Global Nicotine Industry

The shift in consumer preferences from traditional tobacco products to safer alternatives such as e-cigarettes and nicotine patches has had a major impact on the nicotine manufacturing industry. Additionally, government initiatives to reduce smoking and support quitting efforts have further boosted demand for nicotine replacement products.

Key factors that continue to drive the growth of the global nicotine industry include:

Innovation in nicotine delivery systems: Manufacturers are focusing on developing advanced nicotine formulations that provide a better user experience while being safer than traditional tobacco use.

Increasing awareness of smoking cessation products: As more people become aware of the health risks associated with smoking, the demand for NRTs such as nicotine gums, patches, and lozenges is rising.

Expanding regulatory frameworks: As governments around the world enforce stricter regulations on traditional tobacco, companies are investing in research to develop safer, compliant alternatives.

Conclusion

The nicotine manufacturing industry is a crucial component of the growing market for smoking alternatives and nicotine replacement therapies. Leading companies from around the world, including Fertin Pharma, Nicoventures, Nico Orgo Marketing, Chemnovatic, are at the forefront of this transformation, producing high-quality nicotine for a range of applications.

As consumer demand for safer, regulated nicotine products continues to rise, these manufacturers will play an essential role in shaping the future of the global nicotine industry.

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Cataracts (Motiyabind): Types, Causes, Symptoms, and Risk Factors

What is Motiyabind or Motia in the Eyes (Cataracts)?

Cataracts, also known as Motiyabind, refer to the clouding of the eye's clear lens, leading to blurred vision. This condition often makes it difficult for individuals to see clearly, much like looking through a foggy or frosted window. People with cataracts often experience issues like difficulty reading, driving (especially at night), or recognizing faces. Cataracts generally develop slowly with age but can worsen over time, eventually interfering with daily activities.

In the early stages, stronger lighting and prescription eyeglasses may help. However, once cataracts begin to significantly affect vision, surgery becomes a common recommendation. Cataract surgery is a highly effective and safe procedure that removes the clouded lens and replaces it with a clear artificial lens, restoring vision.

How Cataracts Form The eye’s lens is located behind the iris and focuses light on the retina, which then sends visual signals to the brain. When a cataract clouds the lens, the scattered light disrupts the clarity of vision, leading to blurred or dimmed sight. Cataracts typically result from changes in the proteins and fibers in the lens due to aging.

Causes of Cataracts Cataracts can form due to various factors, including:

Aging

Diabetes

Excessive exposure to sunlight or radiation

Smoking

Long-term use of steroids

Eye injuries

Hypertension

Obesity

Alcohol overconsumption

Types of Cataracts

Nuclear Cataracts: These form in the center of the lens, often causing the core to yellow or brown.

Cortical Cataracts: Begin as white, wedge-shaped streaks around the outer lens, eventually interfering with light passing through the center.

Posterior Capsular Cataracts: Affect the back of the lens and typically progress more quickly.

Congenital Cataracts: Can be present at birth or develop during childhood due to genetic conditions, infections, or trauma.

Symptoms of Cataracts

Blurred or cloudy vision

Difficulty seeing at night

Sensitivity to light

Fading or yellowing of colors

Seeing halos around lights

Frequent changes in prescription for glasses or contacts

Diagnosis and Treatment Eye specialists use various tests like visual acuity, slit-lamp exams, retinal exams, and intraocular pressure measurements to diagnose cataracts. If cataracts are detected, doctors may recommend stronger lenses initially. However, surgery is often necessary when the cataract starts disrupting daily life.

Cataract Surgery: Cataract surgery is a straightforward procedure, usually involving ultrasound waves to break up the lens (phacoemulsification) or removing the clouded lens through a small incision. Once the lens is removed, it is replaced with an artificial lens implant. This outpatient surgery is safe, with a success rate of about 98% in India. Patients can return home the same day and recover fully within 7-8 weeks.

Post-Surgery Care After surgery, mild discomfort, watery eyes, or sensitivity to light is common. Your doctor will recommend avoiding certain activities, such as heavy lifting or bending over, for a week.

Prevention To reduce the risk of developing cataracts, take these steps:

Wear UV-protective sunglasses outdoors

Get regular eye exams

Quit smoking

Maintain a healthy diet rich in antioxidants

Manage diabetes and other health conditions

Cataract Surgery Cost in Delhi NCR & Ghaziabad In Ghaziabad and Delhi NCR, cataract surgery is both effective and affordable, ranging from INR 85,000 to INR 1.2 lakh. If you're considering cataract surgery, Yashoda Hospital & Research Centre in Ghaziabad offers highly skilled ophthalmologists and world-class care. Book your consultation today for expert advice and personalized treatment!

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Unlock the World of Hookah Flavors: Exploring Bulk Options and the Best Flavors in India

Hookah has become a popular social activity in India, especially among the younger generation who enjoy experimenting with a variety of shisha flavors. Whether you are an enthusiast or a seller, buying hookah flavors in bulk is always a good idea to ensure you have enough stock of your favorite flavors. In this blog, we’ll dive into everything you need to know about hookah flavor wholesale options, how to buy hookah flavor bulk in India, and the most popular flavors you should try.

Why Should You Buy Hookah Flavor in Bulk?

If you’re a regular hookah smoker or someone who owns a lounge, purchasing hookah flavor in bulk is a smart move. Here’s why:

Cost Savings: Buying in bulk can reduce the cost per unit, helping you save a lot of money in the long run.

Variety: Bulk orders often give you the option to mix and match different flavors.

Stock Up: If you frequently host hookah sessions or run a lounge, having a consistent supply of flavors ensures you’re never running out during a social gathering or business hour.

Convenience: Bulk purchasing means fewer trips to the store or fewer online orders. You can simply order a large quantity and forget about it for a while.

Best Hookah Shisha Flavors to Try

One of the best things about hookah is the wide variety of flavors available in the market. From fruity flavors to exotic blends, there’s a flavor out there for everyone. Here are some of the best hookah shisha flavors you should consider:

Double Apple: A classic flavor that’s loved by hookah fans worldwide. This flavor offers a sweet yet spicy taste that combines apple with a hint of anise.

Mint: If you’re looking for a fresh and cooling effect, mint is your go-to flavor. It pairs well with just about any other flavor, giving you endless mixing possibilities.

Watermelon: For a refreshing fruity experience, watermelon flavors provide a sweet, light, and cool sensation.

Blueberry: Known for its strong berry taste, blueberry is another popular option among fruity hookah lovers.

Grapes with Mint: This combination gives you a well-balanced blend of sweetness from the grapes and the cooling effect of mint.

1kg Hookah Flavor: What’s the Deal?

When buying 1kg hookah flavor, you’re making a significant investment that will likely last you quite a while. These large packs are ideal for people who smoke hookah regularly or for businesses looking to keep their stock consistent. The major advantage of opting for 1kg packs is the cost efficiency. Purchasing in smaller quantities can add up quickly, whereas 1kg packs are more economical over time. Moreover, 1kg packs usually maintain the same freshness and quality as smaller packs if stored properly.

If you’re thinking of trying a variety of flavors but don’t want to spend on multiple smaller packs, look for wholesale dealers that offer assorted flavor packs in 1kg options. That way, you get to explore a wide variety without breaking the bank.

The Trend of Hookah Flavor Bulk in India

India has seen a surge in the popularity of hookah, with many lounges and individual enthusiasts looking to buy hookah flavors in bulk. The trend of hookah flavor bulk in India is driven by an increased demand for exotic flavors, coupled with the need for cost-efficient purchasing options.

Whether you’re an individual who enjoys hookah or a business that requires large quantities, buying in bulk comes with multiple advantages:

Consistency: Keep your favorite flavors on hand without worrying about running out too soon.

Pricing: Wholesale purchases of hookah flavors typically come at a reduced price per kilo, which means you get more for your money.

Options: Most wholesalers offer a wide selection of flavors to choose from, including exotic and hard-to-find blends.

Tips for Storing Bulk Hookah Flavors

When you buy hookah flavor wholesale, you’ll want to ensure that it lasts and retains its quality. Proper storage is key to maintaining the freshness and intensity of your shisha flavors. Here are some tips for keeping your bulk hookah flavors fresh:

Use Airtight Containers: Once you open the packaging, transfer the shisha into airtight containers to prevent exposure to air, which can dry it out.

Store in a Cool, Dry Place: Humidity and heat can affect the flavor and quality of your shisha. Store it in a cool, dry place to avoid degradation.

Avoid Direct Sunlight: Keep your hookah flavors away from sunlight, which can reduce the potency of the flavoring agents.

Use a Desiccant: For extra protection, you can place a small desiccant pack (those little silica gel packets) inside the container to absorb any excess moisture.

How to Choose the Best Hookah Flavour in India

India is home to many hookah lounges and a growing number of enthusiasts, which has led to a rise in demand for unique and tasty shisha flavors. Choosing the best hookah flavour in India largely depends on personal preference, but there are a few things to keep in mind:

Fruity vs. Minty: If you’re new to hookah, fruity flavors like watermelon, blueberry, or double apple are great starting points. If you’re looking for something refreshing, mint flavors are always a crowd-pleaser.

Nicotine Level: Some shisha flavors come with higher nicotine content than others. If you’re a casual smoker, opt for flavors with lower nicotine levels to avoid any overwhelming sensations.

Mixing Flavors: Don’t hesitate to get creative and mix different flavors. A minty flavor paired with something fruity often results in a unique and enjoyable experience.

Check for Freshness: When purchasing, always make sure the flavor is fresh. Stale shisha can ruin the experience, so look for flavors with proper packaging and expiration dates.

Wrapping Up: Finding the Perfect Hookah Flavor

Whether you’re looking for the best hookah flavour in India or planning to buy 1kg hookah flavor for your personal collection or business, the key to a great hookah experience lies in choosing the right flavors and ensuring they are fresh.

Bulk purchases, such as hookah flavor wholesale, are not only cost-effective but also provide the convenience of having a steady supply of your favorite flavors. Remember to store your flavors properly and experiment with different combinations to find what suits your taste the best. Happy smoking!