#Sabi's Nook

[waytray]

Creating Hextech with Jayce & Viktor | ARCANE Piltover Workshop Ambience...

[kittypajamas]

Need some background ambiance?

I found this YouTube channel, Sabi's Nook, that does fantasy themes and they have a ton of Arcane ones! Vi at Kiramman's manor is my current fave for reading fanfic to.

[fashionlandscapeblog]

Casa Nomada Bali

Image: Erika Calle Crespo and Marco Haberberger

[mysticdragon3md3]

The Glorious Evolution | 2h ARCANE Music 🎵 Chill Mix (Netflix | OST | Soundtrack) by Sabi’s Nook

[yosiaftersex-07]

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Currently on our usual nook’s place at naghihintay sa bagay na walang kasiguraduhan. After nito, mag asikaso na ako at mag linis ng kalat dito.

After ng last ng pagkikita namin as pang welcome sa week na ‘to. Wala parin pinagbago, stress parin ako. 5/11, Philippine’s Senatorial election 2025 and its double-pay. Hindi ko na matandaan pano ako nagising nito pero from the beginning ng calls ni Niko from TG, nasa ulirat ako. He started calling me at 11:13AM, hindi na sya nakabalik last night diba?

Missed calls at: 11:15am, 11:16am, 11:18am.

Missed videocall at 11:20am.

Missed call at 11:32am and 2 chats na mag send na daw ako sakanya. Dedma.

Missed calls at 11:34am for 3x in a minute, 11:36am, 11:37am for 2x in a minute, 11:38am, 11:39am, 11:40am, 11:41am, 11:42am and 3 chats na na magsend at bakit wala man lang daw ako sinend, as if alam ko saan na naman akong Gcash magsesend ng pera nya?

Missed calls at 11:44am, 11:45am for 2x in a minute, 11:46am for 2x in a minute, 11:53am, 11:54am, 11:59am, and then I answered his call in 12:49pm for 34-secs pero hindi ako nagsasalita and hindi ko rin naman sya naririnig na nagsasalita. Nagmomoan lang ako from half sleeping at pagtitiis sa calls nya. Nagchat sya ulit na isend ko na nga daw pera nya at bakit ganito na naman daw ako? As if hindi nya alam ano mali nya? Of course, nawala sya bigla kagabi na parang bula anong gusto nya? Matuwa ako?

Missed calls at 1:22pm 2x in a minute.

Chats at 1:23pm na isend ko na at mainit daw. Sabi nya rin kasi nito diba busy sya kasi sasamahan nya si Tita. Nireplyan ko sya nung na konsensya na ako.

He missed my call at 1:50pm. Told him na masakit ulo ko sa ‘kinain’ namin kahapon which is true naman.

Missed call at 2:03pm. Nagchat ako sakanya at sinabi na samahan nya ako bumoto kasi saglit lang naman yun. Inisip ko nito MNHS parin poll center namin kasi yun naman ang usual since unang boto ko.

He called at 2:06pm for 2-mins.

[ Time check: 3:52pm, will continue nalang later sa bahay if wala akong mapapala until 4:30pm kasi babyahe ako pauwi ]

[wabisabipendantlightindochina]

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[masolight]

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[benefits1986]

root cost

Matcha makes me tumble inside out.

Walking 2 KM to make it to a tiny matcha bar somewhere in my OG CBD is crazy. Closing time of this nook is at friggin' 9 PM. Only walk-ins are accepted. First, I got lost because I'm super clunky. I know how to "get there" but, I panicked because the rain is bugso-bugso (plus, tamad akong mag-payong) and the last time I was there was ages ago. LOL. The streets are so familiar but I guess, I'm used to riding cars and cabs instead of allowing myself to wander and wonder. Gah. I was like: Mhiemaaa, ano na 'to? Dati memorize mo mga liko-liko dito. Ngayon, para kang bagong salta diyan. Second, there are a few strangers I asked for help because my mobile data is so clunky, ergo, the Google map seems to hallucinate or is it just, yet again? The first girl I asked was a runner na parang alta. Wrong move. She looked at her Google map tapos, struggle rin siya. Pa-GB side siya, so alam na this. Then, there was this guy who spent about 5 to 10 minutes "coaching" me on how to get to my destination. Tuwa ako sa kanya kasi sabi niya bagong salta rin daw siya dati doon, but I'll get the hang of it. Ang galing niya mag-himay ng landmarks kasi nga bobo tayo as left and right. May actions pa siya like sa "malaking stoplight" sa may kakaliwaan from my Point A. Baka na-sense niya sobrang bobo ko kasi ang hirap. Hahaha.

And so, while I was mentally taking note of the landmarks he shared which I barely remember talaga before I walked into the paths ne enumerated, tawang-tawa ako. Mabilis pa rin pala akong maglakad because Ultraboost beats estetikkk na walastikkk Ivy Park chunky pairs ever. I told myself that I have to be in the matcha bar's door in under 30 minutes. EMY. By mabilis maglakad, I was surprised because I don't like "walking" lalo 'pag may puddles and 'di mo sure if biglang buhos ang ulan. And then, boogsh. Ang galing. What greeted me was an OG Starbucks branch ages ago. Tawang-tawa ako e. Hahahaha. No TMI na 'to kasi hahaba na naman. Basta, tugatog ng kabobohan as an avoidant bitch levels 10000000x x 10000000x. What's more interesting is that I felt as though I apparated in 200X to 201X, my "peak" season. But, now, I laughed silently because, girllll, 'di peak 'yun. PEAK-PEAK-AN szn. LOL. Ahhhh. Tawang-tawa ako lalo kasi 'yung pagiging pedestrian ko, lumabas. Ang wala siyang kupas tulad ng pag-tawid ng mejj alangan and 'yung internal alignment ko na dapat maunahan ko 'yung mabilis maglakad sa unahan ko. From the Bronx talaga and the gutters, win.

So, what? Let this be a reminder that anything for matcha, laban. LUL. Hahahaha. Super love the sapak na wapak ng bitter taste netong matcha mixes nila. Napaka unapologetic. Napaka tacca, matcha ba? ETO KA. ETO KAAAA. Sabay kutos 3x with bigwas. Super kinis nung wrist nung nag-prep nung matcha. I told her that I'd take videos but not her face for her privacy. She smiled and thanked me. The real rizzzzz action. PAKKK. Ang delicate pero alam 'yung o, sino ka diyan? I don't know if it's matcha era na finally sa Pinas. Pero dahil may trending at pinipilahang very EMYYYY matcha sa _ _ _, hahahahaha. Kadire naman. LOL. Very pedestrian sila honestly or baka naman kasi nga, effort to adjust to the market to the tune of bull's eye target market and aspirational target market. So, sige. Hayaan na natin. Right now, TGIF because, sobrang kulo ng inside out ko. Why? Matcha + Thai Food + Singha + Wine = Alam na this. How kulo? Parang dehydrated na ako since 5 AM, poop is liferrr. Hahahaha. Pero, sige. Push. But, TBT, I haven't taken water since 4 AM. So, ayun na nga. Kidding aside, let this be a reminder that reaching out to my purple people while downing matcha and good food is the root cost of the peace I'm working on, and a lot of times, failing at so badly. And by failing so badly, now, I see this in a delulu light. Just let it be. And forgive myself for "slipping up" baka on the road to less overthinking na 'to, tapos less avoidant na rin. Baka naman. Kaya this Q4. EMYYY. And that peace is expensive. More importantly, it's not something a lot can afford talaga. And that root cost is always debatable because it's not the same for everyone. For instance, not a lot of people like matcha. In fact, it's probably one of the flavor profiles that has a legit acquired taste which makes it very, very polarizing, and very, very curious. Perhaps, my new social experiment in line with combating my avoidant and overthinking being is this: Does this person/place have a legit matcha vibe? If yes, proceed. If not, disengage. EMMMY. Baka mas madali 'pag ganun noh? Abangan.

Matcha Bar Rating: 12/10 PS 1: Time to get a legit whisk and experiment like Dexter sa mga flavors na gusto ko. Syempre, basic ang strawberry pero 'yung sa kanila, may umami-ish for me lang 'yun a. There's vanilla, caramel, salted caramel, and cinnamon. Given na 'yun. I'd like to tinker with truffle, beer/gin, and wasabi. Hahahaha. Gusto mo 'yung may gin kahit allergic ako diyan 'di ba po? I think meron neto. 'Di ko pa lang na-deep dive, pero push. Isama mo na rin ang siomai pairing with al dente pancit canton and rice and soba and takoyaki. Tignan natin because alam mo naman. May sub cult talaga 'tong matcha na otherworldly and wala pa neto sa Tags and near Tags area. EMYYY. CHZ. Let's see! PS 2: Iwas-carpal tunnel syndrome gaming because the wrist is where the werpa is. LUL. Alam na this. The rizz. PS 3: May hope maka-score ng good seats sa 2ne1 in MNL. Tacca, LN. Hahahahaha. 'Pag 'to natupad, mas legit ko ng pipiliin ang vagooooong Filipinuzzz, bagong emmmyyy on the road to being the next HK ng SEA. 'Wag n'yo lang itaas ang presyo ng tubig at yelo dito, inyo na lahat. Mukhang sa Pinas din talaga ang bagsak ko, so, abangan!

[waytray]

Viktor’s Cult | ARCANE Ambience | Day & Night Atmosphere

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Building Harmony: Frame & Infill's Commitment to Ecological Construction... 🌿 Welcome to our latest video where we delve into the enchanting world of modern Wabi-Sabi interiors! 🏠✨ Join us on a visual journey as we explore the serene and captivating interiors of modular homes designed in the unique Wabi-Sabi style. This video will take you through various rooms, each blending rustic charm with contemporary design, creating spaces that are both tranquil and aesthetically pleasing. ���️ About this Video: In today's tour, we'll showcase: The Wabi-Sabi Living Room: A perfect blend of natural materials, muted tones, and textures that celebrate imperfection. 🛋️ The Zen Kitchen: A space that combines functionality with Wabi-Sabi aesthetics, featuring wooden ceiling finishes and polished concrete floors. 🍳 The Tranquil Bedroom: Experience the coziness of a bed tucked into a reading nook, surrounded by indoor plants and bathed in natural light. 🛌 The Productive Home Office: A harmonious blend of rustic and modern elements, designed to enhance creativity and peace. 💼 🌱 What is Wabi-Sabi? Wabi-Sabi is a Japanese philosophy that finds beauty in imperfection and values simplicity, naturalness, and the transient nature of life. These principles are reflected in our interior designs, where every element is chosen to create harmony and tranquility. 🎥 Visual Highlights: Stunning wide-angle shots that capture the essence of the Wabi-Sabi interiors. Detailed close-ups of unique design elements like indoor plants, wooden textures, and concrete finishes. A soothing background score that complements the visual experience. 📌 Stay Connected: Don't forget to like, comment, and subscribe for more content on modern interior designs and architecture. Share your thoughts about the Wabi-Sabi style in the comments below and let us know what you'd like to see next! https://frameinfill.com/

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When Christina and Knut bought their Manor House, they also bought the nearby old schoolhouse in the village. They were inspired by the Wabi Sabi look of imperfection.

The walls in this house are insane.

They live in the Manor House with their family, and turned it into a guest house business, and they also rent out the schoolhouse for vacation stays.

Aren’t the old beams amazing?

The kitchen is very old school. (No pun intended.)

Subtle color comes in the way of ochre walls and antique chairs.

The schoolhouse is entirely heated by wood stoves.

Exposed, stripped-back walls stand in lieu of wallpaper or paint. Here, a dining nook, with linen cushions and winter light.

Rustic decor - a stalk in a tin vase and box turned on it’s side.

In the spirit of simplicity and imperfection, a bedside is adorned with a foraged pine branch and small candle.

This bedroom looks comfy.

A dark-hued bath, with perfectly off-center mirror, in the Schoolhouse.

https://www.remodelista.com/posts/gutshaus-rensow-germany-guest-houses/

[jeremystrele]

Contemporary Chinese Home With Courtyard & Glass Bottom Pool

Mild and modern, this peaceful contemporary Chinese home design creates a canvas for enriched living. Visualised by Shexia Space Design, this is a space where crisp and sleek aesthetics come face to face with the imperfect beauty of Wabi-sabi elements, and merge with the softness of the natural world. An indoor courtyard brings trees to a games room, a traditional Chinese tea room and a slick conversation pit, all under the dappled light of a glass bottom swimming pool. The design team reflects: “In the irreversible process of urbanization, we abandon the old way of life… The most precious in a space, the sun, the wind, beautiful people, and the bits and pieces of the past.”

The outer courtyard forms an instant sense of serenity around the modern home, providing a place for calm contemplation by a peaceful reflection pool.

By night the pool is lit around its edges to create an inviting atmospheric glow.

Terraces wrap the modern living room on two sides, creating a tranquil double aspect. A black curved sofa edges the outer perimeter of the lounge, gently embracing an ombre round coffee table at its centre.

A Wabi-sabi moment shapes the focal point in the living room, with a perfectly imperfect TV wall.

A red accent chair offers a pop of heat to the cool neutral decor palette. The chair’s crisp modern design both counteracts the rough feature wall and connects through curvaceous form.

The lounge opens directly into a luxurious dining room with a fabulous modern dining chandelier. The impressive fixture dips an entire story from the double height ceiling void, threading giant beads of light along its strings.

Whether it’s a fruit bowl or a fish bowl, a large rectangle dining table needs a centrepiece–or two.

The dining table merges into a rugged stone kitchen island. Light cream modern dining chairs provide clean contrast against the grey rock feature.

A warm, sunny wooden kitchen rises as backdrop to the cool stone kitchen island. Smooth wooden backsplashes extend the effects of the light cabinets to achieve one solid seamless look.

Sunlight filters down through an indoor courtyard design, where it dapples the wall by a chic white circular conversation pit. See more inspiration for stylish conversation pits here.

Just past the conversation pit, an elegant Chinese tea room is fashioned with a unique stone and wood table design and a set of unique chairs.

Lattice screens zone the tea room in the open plan, and add warmth to plain white wall decor.

Teapots are displayed in a decorative collection over a system of illuminated shelves. One teapot dangles dramatically above the solid stone plinth support of the unusual table design.

By the opposite edge of the round conversation pit there stands is a games room with a bar.

Red chairs splash drama around the poker table.

As we wander further into the courtyard, we find that the dappled sunlight is dancing through the blue waters of an overhead swimming pool. White walls and a white pebbled courtyard floor increase light reflection.

Small trees in the courtyard give the games room, tea room and conversation pit an indoor-outdoor living experience.

At the back of the games room, the wet bar shimmers in a luxe golden finish. Contemporary black bar stools anchor down the palette, set out in front of a monolithic island.

A gold kitchen tap and golden fixtures give the whole arrangement a dignified sense of opulence.

The bar area ends with an unusually situated bookcase. The tower of knowledge reaches all the way from the games room to the study on the next floor up. A librarian ladder provides access to the highest tomes.

The bespoke bookcase stretches across the mezzanine modern home office, divided only by a perfectly clear glass balustrade. Two comfortable chairs pull up at a double workspace.

An unusual golden floor lamp adds a sense of whimsy to the study. The glass bottom swimming pool continues to reshape and redirect sunlight from above.

Lattice room dividers have been influenced by Japanese Shoji screens, to lightly define different areas in the open plan floor layout.

A swivel lounge chair and matching footstool create an inviting reading spot.

The master bedroom has its own private lounge area, furnished with a tasteful chaise and a designer chair.

A small side table pushes in a flash of black veined pattern, which complements a black TV wall.

A spiral staircase gives an unexpected twist to the master suite.

Spirals, curves and circular motifs shape a consistent shape theme throughout the home, seen here in the round rug and side table.

The brown lounge chair makes a warm companion to a natural live edge floating tv stand.

Rich brown upholstery wraps the bed, creating dark contrast against creamy wall panels.

A freeform striplight snakes up onto the ceiling over the modern bedroom, in lieu of a bedside table lamp.

White decorative vases lighten up the floating bedside table. An end of bed bench is topped with a chocolate slab cushion to tie in with the colour of the bedstead.

The bathroom is a captivating hub of Wabi-sabi essence, where uneven nooks carve into stone walls. The irregular decoration forms a framework around glass doors into the bathroom and a luxury stone bathtub.

Indoor plants give the room outdoor charm.

Pebbles lay down a natural bed beneath the bath.

Sunshine spills onto the sheltered balcony at one end through a circular cutout in the canopy.

Tropical plants loll along the balcony’s edge.

Different floor treatments split the outdoor space into two defined areas.

A live edge table makes a gathering spot for outdoor tea in the shade, leaving the lounge area to the sun.

Copper stools add polish to the setup.

Recommended Reading:  A Tranquil Getaway Home in China

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[mysticdragon3md3]

Creating Hextech with Jayce & Viktor | ARCANE Piltover Workshop Ambience | Science & Magic 🔧✨ by Sabi´s Nook 

[konohagakurekakashi]

Writing Prompt: Kakashi's discovery and developing obsession with Icha-Icha.

[Writing Prompt @Senjutsunade]

[Part I - An Introduction:]

Branches and twigs swayed with each press of his sandals, birds scattering into the heavens with indignant squawks and twitters once the Shinobi disturbed their resting places with his Shūsen. Kakashi paid the forest inhabitants little mind however, his visible hue locked solely on the trees ahead, whilst his mind still gnawed on the words of the Sannin. The phrase seemed innocent enough, like something you would say to a nosey youth to chase him from your sight so that you could pour over fleshy magazine’s in peace; but Jiraiya-sama wasn’t like that (not with Kakashi) his eyes though dulled by the impressions of three wars, always crinkled in sincerity whenever the sullen boy darkened his doorstep (or in this case, his study window). As such Kakashi had no other option but to take the man’s words at face value--but then where exactly did that leave him? “Hurry up and become a hero worthy of my books…” Kakashi lamented perplexed, the timbre of his question causing a few more feathers to bristle and retreat further within their nooks and crannies.

In all honesty Kakashi was unfamiliar with Jiraiya-sama’s infamous novels, the teen only ever finding time for his beloved fantasy comics whenever he was cooped up within the Chakra Exhaustion Ward. Most of Kakashi’s free time since graduating the Academy was allotted to lengthy missions and training his Ninken, there wasn’t time for much else at the tail-end of yet another war. Still the teen’s lack of information was an annoyance, causing a slight ripple within his Chakra as he skidded to a halt, leafy greens shaking and tumbling towards the undergrowth. He supposed the first order of business would be to scope out and make a list of all of the known characteristics that Jiraiya-sama’s heroes possessed; if anything it would help draw parallels between them and his own qualities and opine just how far-fetched a wish the Sage saddled him with.

The Hatake boy dropped down into the long elms of grass, exchanging the treetops for abandoned alleys and warm-baked roof tiles, until he finally found himself in the bustling market district. Avoiding eye-contact with just about anyone, Kakashi coiled his way around traders’ carts, food vendors and the occasional, sticky palm courtesy of a child resting upon its mother’s hip, until Kakashi split from the throng of loud noises and scents to  make a controlled dash for the corner bookshop. The store itself was cluttered and could do with a good dusting, though the air was cool and dank on his skin after his trek in the Fire Country heat. Side-stepping a few precariously balanced scroll-heaps, Kakashi began to browse the isles, pausing every once in a while if a title caught his attention.

Twenty minutes into his exploration of the little store (and a lung full of dust-mites and musty air later) the teen’s pale fingers finally settled on the binder of a bright orange book. The book was small and wedged tightly between an atlas and the second autobiography of the Fire Daimyō, urging Kakashi to stretch onto the tips of his sandals in order to grip and wriggle the book free. Once unfettered, Kakashi wiped a calloused thumb across its surface, pausing only to contemplate the heading. “Icha Icha Paradise…Huh…That doesn’t sound like a Quest for Heroes, Jiraiya-sama.” Kakashi continued to squint at the badly drawn figures on the jacket, the lady-sprinter looking all the more like Uchiha Mikoto, the longer the teen brooded over the paperback (and decidedly not-cool, action comic). “Ano…you have been in here a while now. Is there anything I can help you with, young man? We have a discount on all ‘Spot the Hokage’ and ‘Wabi Sabi’ books today.”

Kakashi sucked in a breath at the cautious voice echoing from over his shoulder, suddenly remembering where he was and what he was doing, afore he turned to press the orange book into the woman’s awaiting hands (all while ignoring the titles of the children’s literature, and the discount they supposedly came with). “Iie…I want this one…” Kakashi drawled, his arms coming up to cross in front of his chest now that he had nothing to occupy his own fingers with. One glance at the cover had the woman spluttering and choking on air; big red blotches erupting and scattering from the skin of her neck toward her jaw and cheekbones. The teen’s eyebrows curved at her rapidly rising flush, wondering for a moment if what the woman had was contagious and if he should call for the assistance of an Iryō-nin or two. Eventually the woman regained her breath, a handkerchief making its appearance to press against the lines of her forehead. “Yare, yare what are you, eleven Wakōdo-kun? Why don’t I rather show you to those books I mentioned earlier, hmm?” Kakashi’s eyebrows pinched further, refusing to budge an inch for those stupid ‘Spot the Hokage’ tomes that babies used to cut their teeth on. “Thirteen--and I want that one, nothing else.” Almost as an afterthought, because surely that was what caused the woman pause, Kakashi added in a remarkably detached drone. “I can pay for it…Obaa-san. I don’t need a discount.” Peering around them with an aggrieved expression, the woman shifted, finger pads pressing into the orange cover as if she was trying to physically restrain herself from kunai-throwing Jiraiya-sama’s work all the way into a Sunagakure excavation site. “I-I’m afraid I can’t sell this to a customer under the age of eighteen, Wakōdo-kun. We have certain laws in the village and it says so right on the cover, see?”

Kakashi trailed an increasingly irked gaze over the illustration of ‘Not-Mikoto-san’, before he opted to loosen his stance to tap (not once, but twice) against the metal of his hitae-ate glinting amongst his wayward tuffs of hair. “Shi--no--bi….” Kakashi spelled out, thoroughly done with the woman’s returning, red blotches and the amount of dust in the air. He wasn’t just a shinobi mind, but a full-fledged Jōnin; the rules avowing that if you held a Shinobi rank and was therefore old enough to take a life, the rule of majority simply didn’t apply to you. The rule hasn’t applied to Kakashi since the callow age of five in fact; still thinking about the rules, being reminded of them (and by a middle-aged civilian) left a bitter taste in the teen’s mouth. He needed to get out of that stuffy isle; he needed to get some air. Since the shopkeeper didn’t start from her stupor and had her eyes still glued to his forehead protector, the teen was forced to quickly exchange Jiyaiya-sama’s work with a few crumpled notes, hoping that it would be enough as he never really /looked/ at the price-tag, before angling around her and out of the door.

Three streets later and a sharp turn into training ground one, Kakashi found that he was finally able to breathe again. With his orange book pressed against his chest, the teen sauntered over to one of the older trees, its thick, bottle-green canopy providing ample shade from the afternoon sun. It wasn’t until he was comfortably nestled with his back against the bark that Kakashi dared to pry the crisp pages apart, lone hue pirouetting along the paragraphs in quick succession. Jiraiya-sama wasn’t a spectacular writer when compared to the likes of one Murasaki Shikibu. Yet the informal sentences made it easy to get lost in the many toils and troubles of the Sannin’s characters. Jiraiya-sama’s writing talent was definitely in weaving persons and creatures into existence that were quirky and well liked and the Hatake was hard-pressed not to compare some of them to his fellow villagers. Jūgao, a gifted artisan’s daughter and the book’s main character, was a spirited, no-nonsense type that was quickly becoming Kakashi’s favourite. Her knack for getting things done, rather than relying on the lone Rōnin warrior her father hired to protect her on her journey to the Daimyo’s castle, reminded Kakashi a bit of Tsunade-sama and the teen had to speculate as to how much of himself Jiraiya wrote into the idealistic (utterly unhelpful) warrior.

All in all it wasn’t until Kakashi reached the middle of chapter three that the abrupt and very anomalous behaviour of the bookstore clerk began to make sense. The adventure though at its peak (with both hero and heroine injured and finding themselves entrapped in an abandoned, carpenter’s shack) began tarrying into a banter contest, until both character’s concluded that talking was no longer necessary when other (much more horrible) things could be done. Kakashi’s own ghostly cheeks started to glow like a wood-burn furnace, mind short-circuiting as he started to skim then skip whole paragraphs. When it became clear that the hero and heroine would not be returning to their quest anytime soon, Kakashi finally found it within himself to snap the book shut, the resounding ’thud’ and uncharacteristic screech of ‘Jiraiya-sensei!’ and ‘Kumoii!’ causing by-passer civilians to drop their dangō in the dirt.

[Part II-A Second Chance:]

Kakashi was fourteen and leaning over the brim of his toilet seat, pale shoulders quaking with each attempt to drag breath into his lungs. His skin was hot and clammy, but he found that he couldn’t stop the trembling within his thighs; because he was cold, so very cold--He might as well be in the middle of Yūkigakure. A cheek pressed against ceramic, vaguely aware of how unsanitary it was and that both Kushina and Minato-sensei would convulse then fuss at how he just couldn’t bring it within him to /care/. His eyes were so heavy, but he would not sleep (he could not sleep) because they weren’t there--none of them were and they never would be again. Despite his reluctance Kakashi must have passed out at some point, because when he jolted to awareness his ears still rung with the chirp of a thousand birds and his bruised knees were still denting tile. He managed to drag himself onto his feet and to the sink to splash water onto his face, his neck, his hands. Though, all the while, he refused to lift his eyes to meet the gaze of his reflection.

Once his skin was red and blistering, the boy finally retreated to the gloom of his kitchen, pointedly ignoring the twisted sheets of his Futōn in favour of some tea. He would not be getting anymore sleep tonight of that much he was certain. Single grey hue tracked the movement of the clouds from his window, whilst he waited for the leaves to steep, the aroma of Matchā and honey causing some of the tension to drain from his form. Kakashi had no mission reports due, was too tired to consider stretching his limbs and practicing his kata and he could not risk attempts at conversation by making his way to the Memorial Stone. The Hatake briefly considered summoning his pack, but having only just returned from that horrendous S-rank, Kakashi wanted them to rest, to recover—not be laden with his disgusting insecurities. With nothing else to do, Kakashi then proceeded to clean, fingers dipping into various drawers, across shelves and pressed into storage scrolls to sort through his minimal amount of earthly possessions.

It was after three cups of tea, a packet of Ramen and two “Trash it” boxes later that Kakashi came across the family of Tsuchigumo spiders hunched within the corner of his desk, needle-thin legs spread out like they paid rent. He did not want to smoke them out, since his apartment was tiny and the smell would linger. Getting his cleaning cloth full of spider bits and fluids was equally unappealing, really, so Kakashi resorted to pilfering his desk drawers for an old issue of the Konoha Times instead. Digits raked across the storage space until they brushed against a paperback, the bright orange of the jacket scarcely enough warning for the freeloaders afore Kakashi squashed them out of existence. Leaning back on his haunches, Kakashi made to inspect his weapon of choice, surprised to find that he still had his copy of Jiraiya-sama’s dirty book. One grey hue danced across the title and the figure of ‘Not-Mikoto-San’ while an almost sardonic twitch of lips pulled a chuckle from his throat. Sure he had often wondered if Jūgao and her Rōnin made it out of that carpenter’s shack-- Kakashi’s ever thinking mind liked completions and up until Make-out Paradise, he has never left a book unfinished, no matter how dull. Despite the sudden onslaught of unsavoury adjectives and err…doing words, Kakashi remembered that the actual plotline was good, or at least interesting enough to make his thirteen year old self plough through three chapters, without a second thought of Shirūken practice. Cue a half-hearted drag and besom of the book against his tatami to remove any and all traces of Tsuchigumo spider guts, before Kakashi settled against the leg of his desk to resume where he once left off.

[Part III-A necessity:]

With the sun beating down his back and three snot-nosed brats peering up at him with what he could only define as condescension, Kakashi was really starting to question his life choices (and the decisions made by their old, honoured Sandaime). Until that inkling of thought Kakashi was certain that he only ever did what was asked of him, when it was asked of him, without any unnecessary questions raised; thus the Copy-nin couldn’t fathom why he would be pulled from the routine of ANBU for this. How did twenty-two year old veterans still get saddled with babysitting duty? Because surely it was that and nothing more, a punishment for skipping out on all of his psych-evaluations and what a punishment it was. The brats were rude, the brown-haired gāki (with Tenzo’s headband and wide, doe-eyes, but absolutely none of his adorably, reserved qualities) practically trampled over his greeting like an ox; before charging at him with sloppy punches and kicks, not a single regard for his actions, environment or teammates shown. When it became clear that their Tāijutsu was sorely lacking and that they wouldn't claim a bell that way, they turned on each other at the drop of a smoke pellet, wishing to physically force each other out of the running, while emphasizing their indifference to their team leader’s objective.

It was cruel to watch them, their bitter taunts and coercions taking him back to a similar bell test not long ago; back when he was just like them, using Rin and Obito for his own objectives and gain. Perhaps if Minato-sensei wasn’t so lenient, perhaps if he failed Kakashi like he should have, both of them (infinitely better shinobi than he could ever hope to be) would still be alive with their own Genin teams. But he didn’t and they weren’t; the loss still managing to congeal Kakashi’s blood and make his fingers shake, fingers now profoundly aware of their utter emptiness. The orange paperback that always managed to ground him and clear his guilt-ridden thoughts was left waiting on his nightstand, so the Jōnin fisted his digits instead, while a dark hue shifted at the brief flicker of Lord Third’s chakra within his periphery. He would not make the same mistakes Minato-sensei did however; he would not pass anyone like them, like him. He did not care what was said, what the council and his Hokage hoped for; Kakashi would not lead anyone else to their deaths. He then cradled the two, chinking bells to his chest as the graduates began their long “saunter of shame” back to the academy and wondered wryly if this was the way Jugaō felt when she refused the dying wish of her artisan father, along with the empty penances of her Rōnin.

[Part IV-A simple pass-time:]

At this point in time Kakashi has spent twenty one years in active service of his village. Sometimes it felt like five life-times and if the silver-haired Jōnin was to be perfectly honest; he never thought that he would live long enough to suffer through his twenty sixth birthday. The ninja lifestyle was a tumultuous storm of loss, loneliness and suffering and Kakashi was never the most restrained soldier; always fighting and living like he anticipated (wanted) it to be his last.  Through the mess of it all the Hatake has only ever had four constants he could fall back on: His Pack, the heat level of Maitō Gai’s ūdon curry, his guilt and Icha Icha. By now the cover was chipped and fading, pages yellowed and soft from being dog-eared through countless battles, training drills and winding missions; but the words still remained the same, Jiraiya-sama’s message clear and resounding. So many years later Kakashi has all but given up on deciphering the toad sage’s cryptic words, long having come to terms with the fact that he was not meant and never would be a hero. Iie, Kakashi was a supporting character (content to serve and aid the actual heroes from the shadows; doing what the heroes could not) the Minakō Shrine-maiden to Jugaō and her Rōnin’s exploits—or perhaps the Sannin really just wanted to shoo him away from his window after all.

Though he had moved passed his initial intent with Jiraiya-sama’s work, the shinobi still enjoyed the orange paperback, the smart-alecky piece of literature gaining more usages with each passing year. Kakashi learned that reading the adult novel in public was not considered conventional, but that in doing so it could be used as a means to keep people at a distance, a barrier without depleting his chakra and a nifty escape from social conventions and interactions (It was no secret that he was never really good at those). Kakashi found that the little novel caught people off-guard, created much needed openings when sparring and riled others up to the point where they would storm off rather than demand the mission report he handed in more than two weeks ago, to be redone and submitted--seeing as the blood of your enemies wasn’t an acceptable toner, nor were the lines “I beat up the badies and took back our scroll—the end” an acceptable account of the mission.

The book and characters grew on him. It became both a habit and a distraction as familiar as the Hidden Leaf’s pine needles and wet earth scent. He was invested in their stories and the outcomes, grasped onto them as he did the stories of his own past and kept both close. The most important utility of Icha Icha Paradise however, was the fact that it provided him with the opportunity to observe his surroundings without anyone being the wiser, to inspect and review and form conclusions. It was something he was doing now, lone hue following the fight between the Samurai and the Daimyō's personal guard, while simultaneously he observed the way an eager arm was throwing bread crusts at a stoic, Uchiha’s face. Said face contorted in irritation, but was no quicker than a blur of petal-pink, a loud banshee call disturbing the peace and quiet, before the Jinchuuriki (and the remainder of his crusts) were drop-kicked into a bale of wheat. “Naruuuuuto! Stop scattering crumbs on my picnic blanket, idiot!” Then on a more timid note “Would you like more tea Sasuke-kun? Kaka-sensei?”

Kakashi hummed in affirmation, lone hue curving into a crescent, whilst his thumb proceeded to flip another page. It was really nice (if he had to be so candid) the gentle breeze, the smell of warmed starch, the happy faces of his favourite ‘Hellions’ as they gazed over the golden fields about them. There was no war to break the scenic spell, no death or disease and Kakashi felt thawed at the edges (almost cautiously at peace) that he could observe such a moment. With the small acknowledgement came the sudden need to clear his throat, pale fingers ghosting against pages, afore they finally snapped the cover closed; only to replace his beloved pages with a warm cup of Matchā. Once Naruto crawled out of the bound grain to slump against his side, whiskered cheeks red and puffed out into a pout; Kakashi’s muscles did the impossible and relaxed further into the checker fabric. “ Sakura-chaaan! It’s not my fault ‘dattebayo! The corps was thinking he was too good to answer me again. If ‘Teme doesn’t use words how do I know if I can have the last sandwich, ’tebayo.”

Kakashi managed to somehow tug his book free from underneath Naruto’s legs with one hand, absently depositing it back into his weapon’s pouch. The Jōnin found that for once his thoughts didn’t linger on what Jugaō would do in retribution to her Rōnin’s betrayal and ineptitude, but focussed instead on the way the team kunoichi was pin-wheeling her fists, declaring that her diet was over and that SHE would be the one to scarf down the last sandwich. Kakashi’s fingers didn’t feel bare of a familiar weight, not when they were pressing his plate (containing the remaining half of his own sandwich) into Naruto’s line of sight. Nor did the Jōnin feel inclined to block out any and all signs of social niceties, not when he glimpsed the 'almost-smile' on Sasuke’s lips at the sight of Naruto’s thankful stream of tears and hiccups. The chances were real that Kakashi either hit his head on an overhanging branch or that he contracted a rare strain of the Bird Flu--but these were things he didn’t want to miss or wish away. Bluntly put, it was character development in real time and for once Kakashi wasn't just a casual observer of the picturesque settings and changes--he was a part of it and for that, as aberrant as it may sound (definitely a symptom of the Bird Flu or Tonsillitis), he was thankful.

*Wakōdo--young boy/young man

[decimo-sphinx]

It's Not Living If It's Not With You - The 1975

I EM BACK!! (from the ded lol)

The past months have been tough, like, real tough for me. It felt like i was aimlessly wandering around, trying to find my place in this world, constantly wondering if one thing had been different, would everything be different today? did i make the right choice? And so, I found myself running away from it all. Constantly seeking that validation from strangers haha. i know i know toxic, but hello tao lang ako?

In spite all of these, I AM BEYONNND GRATEFUL for all of my friends who are my support system. They extended their hands for me to reach, saving me from drowning. Even the stranger I met sa omegle contributed positive influence on me naman noh, he made me want to take care of myself better. They made me want to get back on my feet once again, and hopefully become a better version of myself.

Truthfully, i'm still a work in progress, and it's a slowwww oneee. There are still days that even getting out of bed is hard to do na. Like I just want to dissipate into thin air or bury myself in the ground like a potato. That's alright tho! I'm taking my time. I'm learning to reassure myself that it's all part of the process, to be kind to myself, and that better days are coming.

Ayon, ang endpoint ko lang naman dito ay:

Getting out of a long term relationship which i hoped to last was incredibly hard. after a long time, i felt so lonely haha, welp, that's 4yrs eh.

BUT, i might be single and alone, pero hindi naman pala ako mauubusan ng pagmamahal at ligaya sa paligid ko?

There's my fam na laging naghihintay sa akin umuwi from work (naiinis pag di me naguupdate haha jowa who??). Paghahainan ako ng pagkain paguwi, papabayaan akong mag me time at gumala mag isa, cos they know na kailangan ko huhu.

There's our pets na sumasalubong sa'kin paguwi, walang palya, excited na excited silang yakapin ako haha.

There's my friends na sasamahan ako anywhere and willing ako ampunin sa bahay nila whenever i feel lost? People who knows even the nooks and crannies of my existence???

There's SEVENTEEN?

(there's this stranger too na I can message anytime).

Most of all, I myself should be the biggest source of love and happines in my life. Sabi nga, it's myself against the world at the end of the day HAHAHA.

So, cheers to continuous self-discovery, healing, acceptance, taking up space!!, and choosing myself everyday.

-- The sun will rise, and we will try again. (Photos below are from my fave ganaps with friends the past months) <33

[designdekko]

Tips and tricks to make your home look spacious

No matter how small or big your home, we all seek need to make it appear spacious and accessible. Your interior design and accents can impact the way your area appears no matter what size.  The secret of course is to hoard fewer things and also to discard unnecessary items. The concept of wabi-sabi has hence had many adopters worldwide.

Enhancing the space of your home sure is not rocket science but a little management skill and a few accessories will help elevate and optimize the full area of your humble abode. 

1. Utilise your Entry-way

This trick need not necessarily mean you need an abundance of space at your entrance. The sidewalls and the little nook before the living room is the perfect place to have a shoe rack, and a multipurpose sturdy table; just like the Teal Floral Galore Nesting Table with vibrant floral designs over a blue backdrop along with a Chevron Malavo Ottoman displaying vibrant colors that can be a great enhancer.

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These small pieces of furniture meet the art, comfort & functionality factor and are great for your doorways. You can even install a wall mirror just like the Floret Delight Wall Mirror. The beauty of mirrors is that it makes spaces look larger than they are. This wall mirror comprises varied sizes and combinations of floral arrangements that make for an interesting visual. Bring home this mirror to grace your space in a classy and elegant manner.

2. Declutter your living areas

By decluttering, you need not have to give up on your beautiful sofas and sitting furniture but instead opt for movable elements that can create space for all your house parties and indoor soirees. Opt for some comfortable Sheesham wooden benches just like the Chevron Palms Wooden Benches which offer some extra seating arrangements and are easily movable. The palm motifs on these benches add a unique twist to your home decor element and look absolutely stunning in any decor style or theme. Adding a couple of Baboon’s Peek-a-Boo Bean Bags to the corners of your living room can instantly add to the comfort element in your space as well as can be relocated easily in any room.

3. Wallpapers and paint colors

Using light colors is the key element to making your home appear bigger. White-washed walls or opting for beige or off-white colors can easily create a difference. Light-hued wallpapers with elegant prints can immediately brighten up any space. The Greyscale Safari Wallpaper by the house of India Circus showcasing leopard and palm tree motifs over a greyscale background is the best option for your home.  

Using full-length light curtains for your balconies and windows can also create an illusion of a spacious room. The Monochrome Palms curtain is the perfect choice for your home. The white background of these curtains and palm tree motifs add a fun character to your decor design. 

4. Lighting

Both artificial and natural lighting can amplify your space. Lighting can quickly transform your space – not just by brightening dark corners but also by making the area look bigger. Ambient lighting throughout the house through various elements of light can elevate the look of your space. Along with the functional lights, table lamps, wall lamps, and floor lamps are great ways to add a décor element as well as to create a uniform and ambient atmosphere throughout. 

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Floor lamps can transform your home effortlessly. Place them by your sofa, study table, or dining area. Pick this Earthen Touch Floor Lamp from the house of India Circus that will do the job. With a mango wood base, it has a graceful design to complement your room. 

Just like floor lamps, table lamps are also a crucial choice for various spaces in your home. The Pleasant Peduncle Rectangle Lamp features banana plant leaves disbanded over a white backdrop, lending this a pleasantly simple and classy appeal. Go tropical with this table lamp with just a simple fix.

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