Jane T.'s Sizeable Touhous

'tis I, and 'tis my kinky ask and roleplay blog. Beware those who enter, expect some sizeable touhous. NSFW (obviously), minors DNI.

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The Post Wherein Introductions Are Made

Salutations!

Before I start: Are you under 18? If you are, go scroll your tiktoks, chat to your AI girlfriend, do whatever you young'uns do nowadays. Stop reading this and get out of this blog. I'd rather not have you here at all.

Now that's out of the way: I'm not Jane (but feel free to call me that here), pleased to meet you!

I have plenty of roleplay experience in various other locales, along with a decently extensive experience in writing both SFW and NSFW works. I mostly post art on my other accounts under this name, but here I do roleplay as the various muses that you can meet below. Almost all of them are from Touhou Project, but I am absolutely open to crossing over with whoever you might have.

Below are links of import: Rules here! Muses and their info here! OC muses and their info here! You can find my art on Tumblr at @jane-throwawayov!

I prefer roleplaying through here rather than Discord. If you wish to have access to me there for matters outside of roleplay, feel free to ask for my username on there.

I look forward to having a fun time with you!

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"Waup-!"

The sudden arrival at her back made Pontia jump, sitting up far straighter than she was just a second ago. Nervously turning her head over her shoulder, she clocked the new appearance quickly. Blonde, fox tails...this woman was probably actually a fox and not just polymorphed the features on like Pontia did.

"Shikigami...?"

Like the death servants? Wait, no that was...Shinigami.

"Ah, uhm-"

Does she tell her her real name? Would she know a fake? Does Pontia want to look like too much of an outsider...?

"-Vulso."

Her last name, at least.

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"Uu... uru... Ūruso?"

Despite whatever magical translation shenanigans had been going on, Ran had pronounced the name so differently that it failed to even register as "Vulso." She repeated the names a few more times under her breath before Yukari stopped her. Pontia's name was certainly unusual for Japanese phonetic standards.

"You must be from very far away, Miss Vulso."

Luckily, for Pontia, Yukari was not a mind-reader.

"Odd for someone from so far away to travel so lightly, so casually, no? Especially to such a realm as ours. I'd say you've accidentally ended up here, but you are far too relaxed for someone who's lost."

Pontia had yet to show sufficient surprise at the suddenly-appearing hags and hagservants... Most people would be asking plenty of questions. Or screaming hysterically. Usually the latter. If not for her sensitivity to magic, the woman in front of her probably would not have been disturbed by Yukari at all. Plus a set of preferences, name, and appearance that does not seem to correlate to any populations on Earth... even if she's a magician or a youkai: those still somewhat conform to the local norms.

Therefore, the conclusion is simple:

"I see~ you must be a foreign traveler not of our Outside World... We have ourselves an interdimensional intruder trying her best to blend in, hm?"

The old hag can't read minds, but she sure can Sherlock Holmes her way into an accurate assumption from previously observed facts with a shit-eating grin hidden behind her fan.

"You really should study more before hopping into strange realms, dearie. You're lucky you've encountered yours truly instead of anything terrifying, ahaha~"

So says the terrifying eldritch creature who was cooking Pontia's brain a few minutes ago with her mere presence.

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Drink your acorns.

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Grey Base, from colors of the Ace flag and a wide knowledge Base

"Base" also rhymes with "ace", so, this is an excellent one and I declare Grey Base to be official.

(Though I wouldn't call myself a grey asexual, because I straight up lack any desire for sexual activity.)

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JANE!

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What would my Uma Name be?

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"I wouldn't really know. Tea's more of...my brother's thing. Kinda. I think. He's given me some whenever I talk to him and he goes on and on about it but it's-"

She starts her tangent, and the sight of it, actually pouring milk into tea made her mentally lock for a moment. Even if she was expecting it somewhat, the colors doing what they did, the color diluting into that lighter brown with the swirl of the liquid...it at least looked a little pretty. Nor was the cup scorching hot like it was when Metius always offered her one whenever she went over.

As she reached for another dumpling, she gave pause to one of the words-

"-Servant?"

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"At your service, my lady."

The servant in question was summoned right to the back of Pontia, much more "quietly" thanks to the lack of pesky fox ears listening in. Yukari does love her surprise entrances. It never gets old... for her, at least. The rest of Gensōkyō is quite sick of her doing that all the time. Ran is a little bit shorter than Yukari, but no less bustier, and a bit wider. She often practically works from home after all, and that lack of activity does plumpen up a lady. Her many tails blot out the sunshine that was once reaching Pontia's back, and her gaze is much colder and sharper than her master's.

"Oh, there she is~ Now, this one knows her tea well, I can assure you."

So Yukari says as if Ran is a lost pair of car keys she just found, and she didn't summon her over intentionally.

"My shikigami, Ran Yakumo. Ran this is... oh, goodness me, I forgot to get your name, dearie. Tsk tsk, how rude of me~"

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"Ah-wuh-?"

Recovering from the sheer mental attack that she caught (hopefully only by accident), it took her a few seconds more to parse the question. And then a few more to comprehend it, as-

"Milk in...tea? What? Why would you-? That makes no sense. I've had green tea a few times, and you would put milk in that? No. That doesn't...no."

She had no idea how large this place was. A planet like Teyvat? Something grander like hopping on the Silver Rail? A demiplane? All she knew was that there was this place on the other side of a worldly boundary, and she just hopped right over it. She wasn't assaulted right off the bat here, so clearly there was some kind of peace here.

But this place could have incredibly large regions that she was ignorant to. Hopefully that didn't give her away to this...administrator? Demiplane owner? Whoever this woman was.

"And, uhm, sorry about the dumplings. I can replace them later, or something..."

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"Had green tea a few times," implying that she probably has not had much tea at all... But, green tea implies that she has at least been to the Far East before, and nowhere too far West if she's not considering black tea. Considering her appearance too, that leaves quite the narrow area this woman could come from... at least on Earth, but the old hag has yet to move on to considering extradimensional possibilities.

"Of course you wouldn't mix green tea with milk, goodness, that would cause quite the incident."

Still, Yukari isn't going to pass by an opportunity... to finish the rest of her cup of unspecified tea (was there even any tea in her cup?) and pour some more for herself and the guest. With a bit of gap trickery, black tea comes out. The inside of the teapot had been empty of tea all along; a small gap inside it delivers the type of tea Yukari needed at the moment. Then she pours the milk in both their cups, to create what the perfidious Anglos would call a "nice cuppa."

"Here you go dearie, try this out. Don't worry about the dumplings, there is plenty where it came from. My servant can make more if you'd like. Let us eat sweetly and talk sweetly, hm? Consider it a welcoming gift. Relax, enjoy the scenery, nothing can harm you as long as I'm here. Nothing except for me of course, but I'm just an old lady, ahaha~"

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Good new: I have had lot of fun playing Katamari Damacy on my P2.

Bad new: My UB keyboard broke and I can't type the one letter that i broken on my laptop' keyboard.

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There was magic noise, the droning static that had been ever present since she first arrived here. Annoying that it made small things impossible to pick up on as they were lost within the sea of everything.

Then there was THIS. A terrifyingly overwhelming presence that she had only experienced within the Blue Heron, and even then the Heron exposed her to less of a level. This was as if Senti was radiating a magical aura.

Forget processing other magic. She couldn't process anything else, her face going blank as several internal processes went overboard. A woman...entity of this caliber...Pontia just blankly swayed side to side as Yukari spoke to her, the fox ears glued to Yukari's exact direction. Her body itself sparked a little, the air filling with the scent of ozone for a moment before-

Pop.

The ears flittered and Pontia shook her head as she regained her senses. She had undone the detect magic spell on her ears...and really, it was undone for as long as she wanted to remain incognito. The process for making a spell permanent instead of temporary was surprisingly time and throughput intensive. Any size of hers that would allow her to channel it would require her to be much, much larger.

More concerningly, any spell that could probably do anything to this woman was absolutely off the table unless she enlarged herself. A process that...might take too much time if it was actually needed

"I'm...sorry? What? You're...you're going to have to repeat that."

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The old hag can't help but be amused chuckle at how disoriented the intruder is just by her presence. Visually, for the outside, it's an old woman sitting down and calmly sipping on her tea while the girl in front of her is going through it for reasons unable to be seen. Yukari would crack a joke about "this is the sort of effect I have on the ladies", but such a low-brow joke would ruin the elegant exterior she's going for.

"The tea, dearie. Do people have milk with their tea where they come from?"

It's seemingly an absurd, random question, but it's not - if Pontia says "yes", then it's pretty easy to narrow her home down to being in Britain or India. Maybe she objects saying that people from her home drink only coffee, then that narrows her down to the Americas, Western-Central Europe and Oceania. Or maybe a secret third more specific thing, which would also help out a lot. Most people wouldn't lie in response to such an innocent question, so it's quite useful for interrogating a newcomer. The casual, yet interested, tone that Yukari gives helps lower one's defenses as well.

Though now that the magic noise and the eldritch orchestra in front of her is suppressed, the delicious food surrounding Pontia may prove an equally potent distraction... even if it's just regular food. Yukari wouldn't stoop so low as to mess with a woman's meal.

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Accidentally clicked "for you" on Tumblr.

The horror.

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One reason for my absence is that I've taken up some reading. I already posted some quotes from Nothing to Envy by Barbara Demick, and I'm currently going through two of Andrei Lankov's books on North Korea.

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When hag fever hits, it hits hard.

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At the least, she wasn't messing with the fairies. Entertaining them a little with some dancing lights between her hands, playing some. She knew she was still a guest...wherever this place was. Both looking like a local and asking about what place this realm was weren't exactly compatible things.

And even then, it seems like the ears and the choice of purple already made her look weird so...asking people where she had found and jumped into was absolutely off the table.

"Who-"

That gap might've been inaudible to normal sounds, but Pontia's vulpine ears were far from normal. They were outright deaf to normal sound, instead 'hearing' magic entirely, and that gap was a ping on their radar. Hurrying over to the source-

"-Huh? That sounded like a teleport. A little. But no one's here. The food doesn't...seem like it's any foul play, but..."

She's staring at it for a long while, before sitting down on the ground next to it, just waiting. Or trying to wait. The incessant hunger of her nature was gnawing at her, demanding food of some kind, and there was a spread right there. Looking at the spread, the gears in her head were turning to determine that this was some kind of Eastern location, with food to match.

Flicking an open palm out in front of her, there's a spark of magic in her hand that fizzles out just as fast, her brow furrowing in frustration.

"You have got to be kidding me. It's a dumpling. Why does it need any kind of serious throughput-? Fine. It'll just take longer, I think..."

There's a few more attempts, these ones slower, magic coalescing in her hand over the course of a few seconds, bits of her face seeming to glow before each attempt fitz-ed out with the same failure. After a few minutes of these attempts, she threw her head back in frustration with a grumble.

"Can't do anything with this level-! Fine, fine, just for a little more comfort..."

The fabric around her chest and midsection tightened slightly, along with a dejected sigh.

"...Or, I can not feel any different. It's a tiny change, after all. But it's been a few, so surely whoever did this wouldn't mind..."

Down one dumpling goes with incredible ease. And another, before leaning back a little, eyes darting around and going back to her waiting stance.

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Type: Kitsune youkai, humanoid, magic-user, Outside Worlder.

Threat level: Seemingly miniscule, though power grows a bit when she grows... well, Yukari is unsure of how magic and weight can be connected, but that's seemingly the only thing that changed about Pontia, so her thesis is that for now. If the woman in front of her can manipulate herself so quickly and expertly, then she could have much greater power than it initially seems.

Friendliness: Not immediately hostile to fairies at least, seemingly amicable. Seems to be holding back on "stealing" somebody's food and waiting for them; human-level intelligence with a pre-existing sense of morals, capable and willing to use language.

Conclusion: The intruder is not an immediate threat to Gensōkyō. She is capable of being communicated with. Direct observation required for a final decision.

"Say, do you have milk with your tea where you come from?"

The gap hag has deployed, taking advantage of a blind spot when Pontia's eyes are darting around to appear right out of her view, on the picnic cloth with her. Pontia also has a teapot and an empty teacup in front of her. Plus a little jar with milk, another with honey and another with sugar.

As for the woman in front of her, she looks to be an older granny type with her elegant purple dress hiding some plumpness behind it. Despite her seemingly regular appearance her general demeanor, body language, voice, it tends to unnerve people.

For someone who's so attuned to magic however, the old hag in her full glory is eldritch to say the least. Like the final part of the 1812 Overture, cannons blasting right in Pontia's ears, accompanied by an orchestra that is bursting their lungs and fingers to play the loudest as they can, bells ringing in the background. In The Hall of the Mountain King, except Yukari sounds like only the last part on loop played in four boomboxes. Flight of the Bumblebee, played by a musician on eleven grammes of pure caffeine. All three of them at once.

Yukari quietly, calmly, even lazily, sips on her tea, letting her mere presence do the introductions for her.

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"It's the fairies, isn't it? Or...hmm."

So far, the most extraordinary thing Pontia was displaying was that...she always had a bit of food on her. More often than not, it was fruit, or other small things.

"I haven't choked myself like this in a...you know, I really can't remember the last time I was just...chubby? I think I'm chubby, my standards aren't that skewed. Maybe."

She was, more or less, Yukari's size, except a fair bit more padding in the chest, dressed in a similar color of purple as her orange hair freely trailed down to her ankles.

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It's no surprise that fairies are drawn to things that are out-of-place and thus look interesting...

...the old hag may be a fairy in spirit with the way she's tailing Pontia. Tailing. Tails. Pontia does look a whole lot like Ran, now that Yukari thinks about it. As if Ran had a rebellious streak and stole one of her mistress' dresses before dying her hair orange. Perhaps she's some relative of Ran's from the Animal Realm? Or maybe she's just ignoring the rest of her for the foxy features and only drawing comparisons from there.

Either way, the way that Pontia seemed to attract food to her naturally was quite noticable. Sure, Gensōkyō was relatively more bountiful due to... the author is not going to write an essay on fairies and nature and agriculture, but you can draw a connection there.

"I do wonder what the limits of her power are... or at least what she thinks it is."

A bit of ordering Ran around later, and the gap hag has a surprise for Pontia. A warm welcome, if you will, of Eastern pastries, dumplings, anything that you'd have on a picnic all laid out on a cloth as if it was a picnic that was abandoned before anybody got to eating it. All gapped in while it was out-of-view for Pontia, but set right on her path that she definitely cannot miss it.