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  1. Public Bookmark 9

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    While on the soggy road, Egg isn't feeling the best, and instead of a hedge, you all find yourselves in a warm inn for the night. Or in which you and Dunk end up in a bathtub together and have to confront things left unspoken head-on.

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    01 May 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 26

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    Tournament season brings Ser Duncan the Tall to Bitterbridge and to a household where a young widow is dying of boredom. Soon enough, simply looking at one another proves insufficient.

    When they draw near, you mount carefully so as not to wake the nephew. “You are rather young—” you say to Ser Duncan’s squire, and see him brace at once for insult, “—to be so thoroughly cursed with baldness.”
    His mouth quirks. He lets out a breath. In the voice of a child who has more wit in that bald head than is entirely proper, he says, “You are rather grown to be losing children.”
    “Egg,” Duncan hisses. “Beg pardon, m’lady. He ought not say such things.”
    “No harm done.” You lift a hand once to stay him. Then, to the boy: “‘Tis not my child that got lost. I have none.”
    “And why is that?”
    “Seven hells, Egg—” Duncan mutters, reddening under the dirt.

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    01 May 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 55

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    She gave him a skeptical look out of the corner of her eye.

    “A gift? You know I don’t need those anymore, right?” The corners of her mouth ticked up, pleased. “All of your possessions already belong to me, anyway.”

    Pure Vanilla huffed, mouthing at her ear. He nipped at the shell of it.

    “Don’t I know it.”

    “Hey.”

    “You’ll understand once you open it, bluebird,” he remarked calmly. He kissed her again before releasing her from his arms, stepping away to go sit on the couch with that same placid smile.

    He clasped his hands together in his lap, the picture of perfect patience. “Just call for me when you’re ready.”

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    Or, Pure Vanilla buys a gift for Shadow Milk. Breeding Ensues. Sequel to "Breath of Spring." Fem!Shadow Milk (Lady in Azure) , Pure Vanilla.

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    07 Aug 2025

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    It’s such a nonsensical thing to do, to touch and feel the other squirming beneath him. To devour delighted, mischievous gasps and breathless laughs that devolve into something shameless and wanting. They are Cookies crafted by godly creators, not common beasts that rut and mate in the fields to bear offspring. There is no point in this. Their bodies are not made for this.

    Yet each time Shadow Milk’s hands pass over his hips, each time they dip lower and tease new form into being - Pure Vanilla cannot help but feel he was made for this and this alone.

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