Elena Ichinomiya

^ Drink coffee by grabbing the liquid directly? Like a true aficionado! Or like AI generated image gone gnarly,,, --- Mango tree without mango.

An eggroll.

"Tell me what I need to know" "About what?" "Us" "Childhood friend?" "Anything else?" "Love the same color?" "Other than that?" "Skipping school together?" "When?" "Week before school festival" "We skip school!? I thought the school closed due to flood!" "No one said that!" "You did!" "No I didn't!" "Surely you did" "Surely you know and skip school with me anyway because you want to hang out with me" "Why is that?" "You always suck at asking me out" "Shut up. You always suck at picking place to hang out" "You never complaint" "Because I don't want to offend you" "Or just don't want to end the date early" "Why you think I'm that hopeless?" "Whenever we about to end our date you always stalling us" "Like how?" "Asking me to find specific ice cream flavor and won't let me go until we find it" "I just testing you" "You're smiling all the way though" "What of it?" "You enjoy our time together" "You want me to admit it out loud?" "Nah, not our style of dating" "Remind me how we got into our first kiss?" "Losing truth or dare game" "We really pathetic couple do we?" "Is it because we never had sex?" "Maybe, but give ourselves a credit for not doing that for...2 years since our first date?" "Please lord, don't let our first time happen because we lose another truth or dare game" "Why you sounds rather hopeful" "No I'm not" "Sounds like it" "Quit it, its not like you can put condom properly anyway" "Do i ever need one when it come to you?" "What?" "What?" "My words you're unbelievable" "You tell me, I still wonder why you return my feelings either" "Guess I'm desperate after all" "Jokes on you, we both hopeless" "Remind me why we tolerate our slow burn relationship?" "Childhood friend?" "Sounds about right"

Bruh what did you do? Anyway, last thing i see before login? Clean dishes and paracetamol.

My latest status on social platform.

Yet another draft for my gaming thread. It has gaming news reaction and one game in particular i want to talk about next.

My notes for my video gaming thread in ED.

Been encounter a few (outside of ED thankfully), also been accused of this myself here (wild ride i tell you), I would like to add that if this happen to you exclusively on ED... Use report feature and tell the admin/moderator what's up right away and let them handle things from there. Don't rant on status, don't waste your time invading everyone DM telling them to not RP or made contact with the suspected catfish, don't spread unnecessary flame to everyone beard on ED Discord either because that's outside the ED jurisdiction, don't ever think for a seconds you're a great problem solver by thinking you can solve this matter yourself when you lacking power of authority of what mods had, or think you can outwit them by trolling them because even if you manage to bore them and get them out of your hair, it won't solve the problem for the community as they would just jump to other dreamer and ruin the community anyway. Just don't. Just use report button call it a day; at least if it turn out to be false alarm, only mods know your slip up instead of everyone. ED mods are not bots, that i can assure you in case you might think your inquiry fall to the void of algorithm.

I literally stop there for good minutes being ticklish just from reading this part. --- A burnt electric pole. Seems like there's a fire broke out again as of late.

Smoke from faraway. I heard siren too. Must've been fire broke out.

New book i just ordered.

Wolf is...one of RP partner who knows what they doing. The writing style, choice of words, believable character build-up, it's what i could ask for. There's one moment that i had to call back my reply to justify it with Wolf own reply quality. Which is good as i consider it a small challenge to write better and dig for an idea to progress the story. Speaking of progress, Wolf is no joke either. Combined with the good point i mentioned previously, Wolf is attentive to detail about the ongoing scene while keeping the heat of story going. As far as my experience RPing with Wolf goes, Wolf reply length is always consistent and never repeating the same sentence in circle (this usually happen if RPer don't pay attention or to pander their reply so it looks like they writing a lot) That's make it clear that Wolf never pull a punch for the story progression sake. Everything is considered before the reply is sent and it truly shows; or that's what i assume, i don't sit beside her when she write those reply after all but you got the idea! Patience and passionate writer. That's the simple way to describe Wolf in my book. I wish i can say more, but i guess Wolf performance in RP already struck me speechless in awe. More please?

Most people talk about the liminal space, creating story about it as if it's a living thing or a myth. I am however, have my own fascination toward space that i you most likely see, but didn't pay much mind to it. This fascination of mine has exist since i was young. A space that filled with memory of my own, but also imagination of something so chilling, it end up scaring me to go to bed. Your own bedroom, with only windows as the light source. Yet you somehow feels like you don't belong there. Have you ever once in your lifetime see your own bedroom, or your relatives bedroom early in the morning, with the lights in the room still turned off, and the only source of lights is from the windows, and it happen to be a cloudy morning? We've been there. But by putting your perspective in different angle, such as standing in front of the door, you'll see the very same picture i refer above. The room is dark, there's only one source of lights, but it didn't give you any comfort or vibe that tells you today is going to be a good day. Even more so when it turn out to be raining outside. Your room, the only safe haven you have, are now become a very image of isolation and loneliness. It's dark, cold, and it seems like the world don't want you to go out at all. The table feels cold to the touch. The floors feels like an ice that slowly crept to every single nerve beneath your feet. And your bed is no better. The very spot that you love so much no matter how much of a grind your day is, now it feel...ominous thanks to the current predicament. The bed who either become enticing furniture for you to sleep on in the mid-work, or after work, are now inside your mind with different thoughts about it. Maybe the only moment where you can say, "I'm not sleepy" than usual grumbling about how you want to sleep for another minutes. As you gaze into your bed for another minutes, the poor lightning and the weather, a thoughts suddenly flash into your mind. The bed, that is now illuminated with either blue, or gray, is triggering your imagination. It's as if you feel like those bed wasn't even yours. You're not suppose to sleep there. At the very least, not at the time. Then the sudden imagination change for the worse. The bed, that is slowly grow cold due to the weather, somehow give you an idea, that there's someone who sleep there beside you. But it seems like impossible outcome especially if the bed is a single bed. That's right, you live alone. So you cast that thought aside. Minutes passed and if you still stand in front of your bedroom, you'll notice that sometimes, the view didn't get any better. The blue or gray highlights are now become even more clear to see, revealing the room in its entirety, but not in the way you usually see. Somehow the room feels cold even without any air conditioning on. As you gaze your bed one more time, you begin to think, "Who would sleep on a cold bed, in such poorly lit room, and in a cold day like this?". You could point at yourself but regardless, the other thoughts enter your mind. Somehow, you can see yourself sleeping in that cold bed as if nothing happen. Next seconds later, you remember the coldness of your room and it crept up in your mind, that the same person who sleep in that bed...are also cold as ice. You see yourself sleep there, unmoving, even though you convince yourself you're alive. But your mind keep showing you that very picture of you, sleeping under the poorly lit room, unmoving. And at the same time, another thoughts slide in about the monsters under the bed. To be honest, i have questions... When was the last time you check what's under your bed? Do you remember what's under there? You thought nothing of it most of the time, but with current predicament, somehow you feel hesitate to find out. It's as if you don't want to feel those cold floor to crawl to your skin other than your feet. But in all honesty...you just don't want to find out knowing your mind might play trick on you early in the morning. You see many tale about what's under the bed, you thought nothing of it back then but with such atmosphere in the air...you really told yourself it's not worth the trouble, even if it's your own bedroom, a supposed safe haven made for yourself. A space that was made to suit your style. A space that shows your personality. But right now, the room itself feels like judging your emotion. Cold, lonely, fearful. As the thoughts begin to screw up your mind, you thought to yourself. "This very bed...might be my final resting place". A morbid thought begin to enter your mind. As you now see yourself lie on that bed, but the position is like you're in a coffin. You lie there peacefully, Both hands connected, fingers intertwined, eyes closed without any emotion. You lie there...as dead person. The cold air are now become a second person in that room, whispering the uncanny yet possible outcome of what would happen in the future, in this very room. And only then, you shake your head and utter the words first time in the morning. "What the hell..." And just like that, the thoughts disperse, the room turned less hostile, less cold, and feels like nothing special. As you turn on the lights, you take a deep breath of relief. And you wonder if same thing would happen again. Not just for tomorrow, but on the future. Because you're well aware you'll see that very sights for many years to come. You live there, and that's where you sleep, your safe haven. And maybe one day, those image of you sleeping in this room with exact predicament, without anyone in the room but you, and those bone chilling cold air that slowly crept to every inch of your skin, would become reality... --- DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. (c) Elena Ichinomiya 2023

My wardrobe that somehow open by itself the moment i look at it. At dawn.

A mug of tea

Why Lyrics

Horror rule34 I don't think those image would pass ED ToS even as link. You're welcome to try though.

How much longer until my torrent download completed?

I forgot we didn't vote yet

Slow down honey! You've become too blurry for going too fast!

I love the sounds when you pound my pussy. KAC-HUNK!

After sex... "Whoo! Baby that was hot! We better get rid of the smell, i'll get the window open" *is on submarine*

"Did you bring tripod with you or selfie stick? You said you want to try this position on different angle...right?"

Kusanagi

Rocket launcher! When vibrator ain't big and deep enough...