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Toyosatomimi no Miko is a character in the Touhou Project series introduced in its 13th installment, Ten Desires.
Miko was once Prince Shoutoku, a Japanese leader in the 600s known for promoting Buddhism and streamlining the Japanese government. In the Touhou lore, she was visited by Taoist hermit Seiga Kaku, who had heard about Miko’s longing for immortality. Seiga introduced her to Taoism, but she rejected it as a religion unfit for placating an entire country. She was intrigued by its promise of immortality, however, and privately converted to it, advocating for Buddhism to keep Japan stable. After drinking an “immortality elixir” (mercury sulfide), however, she was forced to let go of her body and become a supernatural hermit like Seiga, notably taking on the form of a woman, making her a canonically trans character (
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After convincing a hermit from a rival clan (Mononobe no Futo) to sleep without decaying, Miko followed in suit, waiting for a time where a Taoist Japan would revive her in search of guidance. However, Buddhist monks were able to keep her mausoleum sealed, and the legends surrounding her were slowly brushed off- which led to her transportation into Gensokyo, where the folklore of old is a reality of everyday life.
When she awoke in Gensokyo, it was right after Buddhist monk Byakuren Hijiri opened her own temple, however, leading to a surge of divine spirits across the realm, setting up the events of Ten Desires.
What look like headphones on her are canonically earmuffs- Shoutoku was allegedly able to discern between ten questions asked at once, an ability carried by Miko (although with her enhanced abilities, she can also analyze each person and determine their inner desires (thus the title of the game))- although it means her hearing is highly sensitive and has to be muffled to prevent pain.
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replacing butter is the easiest, i might need the recipe, sweetness 
ugh i knooooow, this sucks
maybe one day, sweetie 
mood fr fr
going to have to go offline again (9h in the car kill me pls). sorry, sweetheart
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biting was the plan, sweetness.
would love to delve deeper in this, but running out time. Will revisit this on the pc later today, sweetheart. Forgive me pls
Forgiveness forever, im eeeeepy and going to sleep now. I hope your car drive is less rough than the drive out there! Nn lovely
recipe
It was 2 sticks butter, 1¼ cups flour, ¾ cup white sugar, ¾ cup packed brown sugar, 2 eggs, some baking soda, zest of 1 lemon, cinnamon, vanilla, and salt. Also 3 cups oats and as much butterscotch as youd like (we used a whole bag)
Mix the dry ingredients (sans sugar) all together. Mix the softened butter with the sugar, then beat in the eggs, lemon zest, and vanilla. Slowly mix in the dry ingredients. Then stir in the oats and butterscotch.
Bake at 375°F for like 10 minutes i think? Adjust baking times as needed.
Finally, juice a lemon and mix as much powdered sugar into the lemon juice as needed to make a glaze, and drizzle it over the cookies ^^
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thank you, sweetness. can never have too many recipes
feels good to be back on the keyboard 
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Ofc! ^^ if you can make it vegan id love to know how
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everything can be made vegan, i just gotta workshop it a bit. I'll keep you posted, sweetie.
They will hate to pry this board from my cold dead hands
yayyy
Yayy \^^/
I need more vegan and vegetarian recipes! I had a pretty good vegetarian enchilada recipe, but i lost it the last time i moved
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cw carnist-ism
Ive been trying to move in a less meat-oriented direction with my food. Its been somewhat (?) successful, i only really eat meat if im eating out with people or someone is throwing away something (im not gonna let food go to waste, and especially meat, like, something died for this, im not gonna let it end up in the trash unless its literally rotting/unsafe for consumption).
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butterscotch might be hard to veganise, i mean i found a recipe already, but i could just use something that requires less effort, but would be about the same, have to look at this more tomorrow when I'm less tired edit: ah nevermind, found a good source from which to shop for a vegan variant ^^
I have so many vegan recipes bookmarked! here's one for enchiladas
I mean, that's fair. The whole idea is that you refrain from using animal products within your own means, if you're going to starve it's better to eat the meat. Ideals are hard to munch on, when your belly starts to high five your spine
Atleast you're doing things, sweetie. That's more than like 95% of people in the west fucking seem to care 
omg tysm!!!
This is wonderful tysm!! I really need to start making a recipe book for myself... I should get one of those moleskins and write everything down all pretty like ^^
Ugh thats the perfect description for that feeling
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I hope your car ride wasnt too terrible
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surprisingly painless this time around, read some gay slop and fell asleep twice, i think? not bad. mentally really tired and going to take a long shower soon but i have been neglecting the cute girl in my pc so i have to rectify this
currently wearing some cat ears and some slight smoky eye going on because my makeup has run a bit
will probably post some pics into the main megathread tomorrow after i get out of work 
how did you say it? heavy flirting, yeah that's good
so let me lay out the scene: You naked in my bed, hands tied. Blindfold? Hm maybe. I'm sitting on your stomach squeezing your midsection with my thighs (which are quite thicc as you recall). I'll lick my way up your sternum to your left ear and nibble it a bit, then I'll move lower to the spot where your neck and shoulder connect and bite down hard, sucking it a bit and letting go with a muted pop sound. I'll slowly nuzzle my nose on underneath your chin and do a little nibble right at the center of your throat. Then I'll move to the right side and give a little kiss to the neck there. I'll lower myself on your chest and cross my arms over it, whispering lightly "Beg for it."
Will you beg for it, sweetness?
heia ^^
Omg cute! Smokey eyes are kind of amazing, but I dont do them very well on myself.
first the idk procedural anxiety sating bit sorry i know its not fun im just an anxious person
I just want to be sure of things, im not asking you to dox yourself, but i do want to know if youre a minor before this gets heavier. From the way youve talked, Im fairly certain you arent, but i had a moment of anxiety here and felt the need to ask, cause i know I did stuff like this when I was a young teen. For what its worth, im in the 25-35 age range
Also just as an aside, are there things youd like me to avoid mentioning in the heavier bits here? On my end, i have some difficulties/dysphoria with my genitals, and dont like to think about or use them in the standard cishet way.
heavier :3
Laying here, sightless, held in place by your thighs. I stare up into the dark of the blindfold. Unable to move, feeling the wetness of your tongue as it slinkily parades its way up to my ear. A nibbling follows, and is punctuated with the sharp pain of a powerful bite and a yelp escaping my lips. A small muted pop reverberates through the room as you move your attention elsewhere. I feel you nuzzling up against my throat, and the little nibbles that follow send shivers through me. A kiss on the right side of my neck follows, and i feel you settle on my chest. "Beg for it" i hear you say. "please, I want-", the words are almost pulled out of me "I need you, more, please". A moment passes before the words escape my mouth: "please, I need it"
anxiety stuff
let's say that I'm in the 30-35 demographic. gloriously ruined by capitalism and definitely don't have my shit in order
yeah, let's just veer away from the genitals, need to get a surgery first 
. Never done this stuff before though, oooo let's see if my gay slop reading has been worth anything....eh besides the obvious. I definitely have a perfectionist streak, I'm being reminded 
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"Good girl." I murmur and start to slowly move forwards again, slowly nuzzling my way up to the cruelly neglected right side of the neck. Slowly painfully slowly tracing my teeth across the neck and bite down, pulling the skin a bit as I move and leaving a trail of bites all the way to the left side, where I stop again. "What do you need?" I ask while slowly moving my right hand along the line of marks already blossoming along the neck. "And do you think you deserve it?"
anxiety stuff
heavier
good girl A shudder runs through my body a smile across my lips at the words. I feel the movement towards my neck, ever so slowly. A flash as I feel your teeth graze my flesh, and then more, they sink into me, not so deep as to break skin, but deep enough that I truly feel them. Deep enough to communicate intimate knowledge; I know my place beneath your teeth, wrapped in your thighs, Yours. The bites come slowly, so slowly. Moving across my neck. I feel my skin blooming at each one, until you come to stop at my left side. "What do you need?" the words slide from your lips into my mind as i feel you trace your fingers over your handiwork "And do you think you deserve it?". "I- you- I dont- I- you- need-" I stammer, unable to even begin forming a cogent answer to the questions. What do I need? The thought lingers for a moment before I reply: "You, your marks, your touch. I need to please and pleasure, and be pleasured. I need to belong and be yours. And I know I probably dont deserve it. Please, help me, help me deserve it."
Rated H for Heavier
I hum and move my lips closer, sucking on the skin slightly and rising up. I move my hand up the right side of your neck into your scalp and grasp the hair in a tight grip. "Oh, sweetheart, no one is allowed to talk down to you, not even you." I whisper against your chin and tug your hair hard enough to expose more of that wonderfully soft skin and start biting and sucking on it, moving very slightly each time. Eventually releasing your hair and starting to scratch down your scalp soothingly, while moving my mouth to your ear and biting on the lobe and pulling it slightly with my teeth. "Are you sure you don't think you deserve this?" I whisper into your ear as I release the lobe, and softly move my hand from your hair over to your throat. Doing a slight squeeze with my thighs, and my hand at the same time. "Tell me you deserve this, sweetness."
blood type H+ cause its positively heavy
With your hand tightly gripping my hair, I hear your voice in my ear.
"Oh, sweetheart, no one is allowed to talk down to you, not even you."
The words stir something in me, a feeling for which I have no name. Welling up inside me it spills over into devotion and emotional release, juxtaposed by the control you have over my head, the comfortable discomfort of the biting and sucking upon my skin, the pleasurable pain of it all. As your hand releases and scratches down my scalp in a soothing calming motion my head tilts back upright to meet your lips upon my ear, nibbling and grazing upon it, before whispering:
"Are you sure you don't think you deserve this?"
Words have abandoned my thoughts, and only color remains. Flashes of green and red compose the grammar, golden streaks form words, and blue undertones lay out the intonation. White hot points punctuate this sentence of color. I realize your hand is at my throat; I had been so distracted I hadnt noticed its soft movement thereto.
"Tell me you deserve this, sweetness" The words are accompanied by a coordinated squeeze of your thighs round my torso and your hand on my throat, and crystallize my thought into words:
"I deserve this, I want this, I need this; I want you"
As the words vacate my lungs I feel your grip tighten slightly, not enough to choke or strangle, but enough that I know youre there, and know youve heard me.