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the-rejected-princess · 16 days

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╭┈──── ◌ೄ◌ྀ ˊˎ. HER GOLDEN GAZE STARED AT WADE WHILE SHE THOUGHT back on all the good times they had, and bad times too. The good seemed to out weigh the bad and that all and all was a good thing. Or else she might not be giving him another chance. As the mutant grabbed her hand she felt her heart skip a beat and quicken. His rough hands against his soft ones felt rather nice if she was honest. Using his hand and strength to pull herself out of the chair. She pulled cash out of her coin purse and tossed it on the table for her food and tip before looking back at her mutant ex-husband. “Darling— I live at the same place I used to live.” She giggled softly while Bug laid on her shoulder content. “Do you need me to lead the way?” She smirked up at the man a tease in her voice.

╭┈──── ◌ೄ◌ྀ ˊˎ WITH A SEDUCTIVE LOOK THE DEMONESS slowly stroked his inner thigh; making sure not to touch 'little Wade'. It was almost like she was doing this now to tease the man. The demoness originally asked him if he wanted to join her, in hopes to get him to carry her bags. However the longer she was close to him, touching him, staring up at him; she realized she kinda wanted to be close to him longer. It wasn't a secret that Shiklah simply put 'slept around' while they were married, only after he started to neglect her by running off on his 'missons'.

Truth be told she slept around while married to the undead King as well. Although, her reasoning was different for sleeping around on Dracula. He actually was there, or tried to be-- he seemed to be ready to give the lust demon what she wanted, when she wanted it -- sexually and non. To put it simply-- Dracula was a TERRIBLE lay; this caused her to stray to find lovers that could give her what she wanted sexually. Once the Vampire King found out she was sleeping around on him -- well he wasn't very happy -- that was a nice way of putting things. Shiklah found it amusing that he had a problem with this; if you take into the fact that he had 3 wives all at once before her. But, that was in the past now Dracula was out of her life-- for good! Shiklah glanced down at his leg that still trapped her against the chair, then glanced up at him grinning. "Sweetie -- you'll need to move your leg." She smirked wider; her purple painted nails slightly grazing his clothed manhood, the demon could easily push his leg off her, however it was more amusing to watch the man get worked up.

#I don't mind you ruining your own happiness -- but leave mine alone. ; Shiklah #Shiklah ; Muse #Shiklah ; Interactions #Shiklah ; Threads #thewxnderer #tw ; nsfw #nsfw

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the-rejected-princess · 16 days

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╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ HEY GUUUYYYSSS! ITS YA GIRL!!! Tonight I’m not gonna be able to get to many replies/starters. Tomorrow after work I plan on busting them all out. I have 15 replies/starters to work on. I’m excited that so many of yall want a starter from Padme! I’m so excited to start writing for her again! But I reply to things as they come in so Padme stuff will be towards the end of what I owe!!! Hope you guys have a good rest of your nights and feel free to message me if you wanna discuss something or want me to send you a rando starter from one of my girls I still have to add Rogue, Inque, Superwoman, and Red Sonja to my muse list.

#oh NOTHING just thinking out loud ; thoughts #princess thoughts

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the-rejected-princess · 17 days

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➳ જ⁀ ☬ ⚔ THIS VACTION WAS SEEMING MORE INTERESTING NOW; with the company of the male. The cool air seemed to finally blow down from above her. This mixed with the feeling of his strong but gentle touch caused a shiver to run through her body, bringing her nipples to a hardened nub. Her bright gaze slowly moved up to lock with his; the woman enjoyed his gentle and strong touch and longed to feel more. Her fingers moved to grip his clothing to pull him closer.

"I feel honored-- you decided to spend your time off with lil' ol' me." She grinned her soft digits moving up and down his arms. Wanting to moreso feel skin to skin contact more than anything at the moment.

MISSIONS CAME AND WENT, AND ABSOLUTELY RULED THEIR LIVES, for once he got to make his own mission, which was a success in his book. With Jaina, he felt a mischievous nature that he had never quite gotten to partake in. He is the heir to his family but not the oldest, and he is thrust into this role by duty and grief.

Handsome. A pleased look passed his lips, and his energy and emotions said as such. He admired her in that position for a moment before coming closer. Such a delightful woman, he couldn't help but look at her, " I had some accumulated time off and thought I'd surprise you." Arriving in front of her, he ends up sliding his hand through some dangling strands of her hair.

#Jaina Solo ; Muse #Jaina Solo ; Threads #forcechoosen #I be gettin box yuh I'm that BIMBO ; queue #nsfw

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the-rejected-princess · 17 days

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☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ THIS WAS A BIT DIFFERENT THAN WHAT SHE was used to. To say things took a turn for the worse would be an understatement. Now that their ship was stolen, as well as all their credits gone, Tahiri was forced to getting simple jobs. The blonde had been busy dressing into her work uniform she hadn't noticed the male come in. Tugging on the skimpy booty shorts and tight top she glared at it in the mirror. "Do it for the tips-- Do it for the tips--" The pretty muttered to herself. His voice brought her out of her thoughts as she turned and looked at him. A smile flashed across her face while she shook her head. " No-- No-- it's ok. You actually have perfect timing! I'd like your oppinon, what ya think?" She asked doing a quick spin around. Giving him good view of her full outfit, as well as the cheeks of her bottom peaking out of her shorts, and her bosom almost popping out of her top. "Be honest!" She told the man, her cheeks had a hint of blush on them.

x @the-rejected-princess

Blasted swindlers. With their ship stolen and credits hard to come by, they were stuck on this planet until they could find a way off. That meant finding jobs and raising credits quickly. The only thing was he was dumbfounded when he saw Tahiri in her work outfit. " Wh-What? I'm sorry, I"ll let you finish dressing."

#You should have thought of that then but thanks anyway. Dummy. ; Tahiri Veila #Tahiri Veila ; Thread #Tahiri Veila ; Interactions #Tahiri Veila ; Muse #thewxnderer #I be gettin box yuh I'm that BIMBO ; queue

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the-rejected-princess · 17 days

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STARTER CALL -- -- --

❤️ this post for a starter from Queen Amidalal. { Length will vary }

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the-rejected-princess · 17 days

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.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·. ALL SHE EVER WANTED WAS A FAMILY; somewhere she could call home, a place she felt safe, with people she loved and loved her back. One thing was always missing-- that being someone to share it with. She realized it wasn't always about being able to touch someone, but it sure helped. In walked the Cajun that seemed to steal her heart; bonus that she could also touch her without her sucking the life out of him. Rogue wouldn't admit it but she missed him when he left and counted the days until he return. Her heart seemed to skip when he told her he was going to take care of her. Reaching out for the glass of sweet tea she groaned quietly in pain taking a long quiet sip, before she placed it back down. "I told the professor I was okay to go on the mission with the others. No one would lesson-- Suguh -- Guess he wanted to be sure." Slowly the Southern beauty eased herself back into the chair; a quiet groan of pain bubbled in the pit of her throat. "Suguh, ya didn't have to come of the way here for lil' ol' me." Rogue laughed softly, however her heart seemed to flutter at the thought of him coming all the way here for her.

ANYTIME HE SETTLED DOWN SOMEWHERE, his past caught up to him. Asssians, thieves, Mutant Brotherhood, Department of Mutant Corrections and a few federal agencies, too, always throwing a wrench in his desires. He put a few wrenches in because sometimes he just couldn't help himself. The man recognized it as a freight. It took a bit of shared trauma to understand, and even then, they shared a rare physical connection as well. Flashing a bright smile, he said, "Oh, ma sweet belle, don't worry. I'll take care of your every need." He had a knack for gettin' into places he shouldn't be, and the man was ever so pleased. Once she set the book aside, he approached with the tray. "Oh, I ain't lookin' for the others, only my sweet girl," he cooed and made sounds of glee before he knelt down, layin' out the tray on the counter. "Now, I think you look just fine; I'd hate to see the other guy after you got through with him."

#We ain't talkin' about the past shugah-- we're talkin' here and now ; Rogue #Rogue ; Muse #Rogue ; Threads #Rogue ; Interactions #thewxnderer

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the-rejected-princess · 18 days

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➳ જ⁀ ☬ ⚔ SLOWLY HER BRIGHT EYES OPENED, her gaze locking on her handsome lover. He'd somehow snuck onto her ship but to say she was surprised he did this would be a lie. This was nothing new for the handsome male. "Well-- well-- well-- this is a pleasant surprise. " She grinned up at the man.

Gripping the collar of her tank top she fanned herself moving it back and forth. This was an attempt to cool the sweart that was forming on her chest and under the tank top cloth. This way it wouldn't stick to her skin as much. "You're looking pretty good yourself--" She smirked up at her lover. "Can I ask you why you stowed away on my ship-- handsome?" She chuckled crossing her left leg over her right, while she kept fanning herself with the collar of her top. Flashing the male a lovely few of those juicy, full breasts of hers.

It wasn't the ideal way to get away to see his beloved; they both lived busy lives, which was made harder by how heated they could get. Passion meant good and bad things, and he knew the highs of goodness and the depths of despair. Still, he had some persistence and intended to surprise his Jedi warrior and also test himself to go unnoticed.

He had to lie still, practicing some meditative practices to hold his bodily functions in check. Heartrate still and breath dimmed as much as a human man could be he eventually rose from his hiding place in the smuggling vessels hidden cache areas.

The heat was noticeable, especially for the spacer; he hoped it had nothing to do with the oxygen scrubbers filtering out Co2. but he was met with a pleasant sight of her as he leaned against a bulkhead frame, “ You look stunning, Princess.” The man said nothing else and merely waited for her head to turn.

#Jaina Solo ; Muse #Jaina Solo ; Threads #forcechoosen #I be gettin box yuh I'm that BIMBO ; queue

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the-rejected-princess · 18 days

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❀˖°𓍼˚ ༘♡ THE SUDDEN CRASH NOISE CAUSED THE NATURE WOMAN to pull her glasses off and look around. The saplings swayed around her ready to attack if need. Staring at the large Police box she narrowed her green gaze. As the man stepped out she arched her brow. "Hello--" She spoke back to the male. Was this man not from around here? Did he not know where he was going? "Gotham City--" The woman answered him. "Why are you in my green house, dear? Who are you?"

The TARDIS had landed right in the middle of what looked like a very large green house of some sort. The Doctor wasn't entirely sure why it decided to land there, but it seemed interesting enough so he decided to explore. He walked out among the many plants, noticing a few that didn't look like regular Earth plants. Eventually, he noticed a woman with green skin standing in front of him.

"Hello," he smiled brightly, "Do you happen to know where we are?" he asked.

#I am Nature's arm. Her spirit. Her will. Hell! I am Mother Nature ; Poison Ivy #I am Nature's arm. Her Spirit. Her will. Hell! I am Mother Nature ; Pamela Isely #Poison Ivy ; Threads #Pamela Isely ; Threads #thedoctornumber11 #I be gettin box yuh I'm that BIMBO ; queue

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the-rejected-princess · 18 days

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.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·. IT HAD BEEN DEAD SILENT, all that was kind be heard was the sound of the pages of her book being turned. The southern belle couldn’t help but let that pretty little mind of hers wander. She’d thought of Gambit: her Cajun. He went off to follow some new skim. The southern mutant wasn’t sure, she tried not to think about him much when he was gone; it hurt to much. Tucking a fallen piece of silvery-white hair behind her ear she turned the page to her book. A loud manly voice made the southern belle almost jump out of her skin. Those bright green irises of hers darted around, her heart pounding in her chest from the sudden fright. No one should be in the mansion but her. Her sight made contact with that tall handsome Cajun of hers. “S-Suguh! Ya near bout’ gave me a heart attack!” She laughed softly placing her bookmark quickly into her book and closing it, placing it on the table beside her. “When’d you get back Remy?” She asked her eyes moving to the food and tea he had in his hands the back to him. “If ya look’n for the Professor, or the others sorry; they out on a mission. Just me.” She flashed a smirk his way not wanting to seem eerie, or to excited that the cajun had returned.

One home. One place to be at any time. Such a thing was tough for the man to handle and even do for too long. It was staggering and distressing for a man so used to running. But running didn't have a southern Belle like Rouge. Moreso, the man was made aware of the injury, and he had dropped his latest con and begged, borrowed, and stole his way back and only, in the last few minutes, tidied himself to not look so ragged. Light on his feet, the man thought of creating an opportunity to earn brownie points. Taking to the kitchen, he helped himself to the mansions, which were well-stocked with provisions. Nothing could hold the girl back, save for their unique bond, if she decided on it. Being one of the few who could touch her without being lost to seeing agony and death and their lovely southern charms. Making a plate of stacked pancakes, the man added some cinnamon powder as a garnish and returned to the now-cooled sweet tea he boiled and was now mixed with water and sugar. Carrying on a tray the pitcher of sweet tea, plate and silverware, "Ma cherie, you look absolutely divine." There was a pause as the man gave her time to recognize him. "Guess I get you all to myself. Lucky me."

#We ain't talkin' about the past shugah-- we're talkin' here and now ; Rogue #Rogue ; Muse #Rogue ; Threads #Rogue ; Interactions #thewxnderer

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the-rejected-princess · 18 days

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╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ HEY GUYS! IT’S YA GIRL!!! Later tonight I’ll be sending out starters and replies! Don’t think I’ve forgotten about ya’ll! I just been suppper busy with work! Working 6 days a week I aint got time for nothing after work. Hehe— buuttt I’ll bed off tomorrow! ( My only day off this week— buuttt not complaining! :p ) Anyways, just wanna let yall that are waiting for replies! :)

#oh NOTHING just thinking out loud ; thoughts #princess thoughts

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the-rejected-princess · 18 days

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