emptied empires

[ star wars oc & canon multimuse. side to kylorennx. about & rules. ]

[emptiedempiress]

[ This being-a-sideblog business became to straining. Find me here as a main. I didn’t think I’d end up loving the muses (especially ocs) I write on here so much but boy I do. They deserve this. I’ll slowly transfer my drafts there starting with my message inbox! ] 

[emptiedempiress]

“Aren’t you tired yet? Haven’t you had enough?” For Cecil.

Villain or Hero Edition: open!

✦ Cecil pulled in a sharp breath. Where pain should have been visible on his face, a SMIRK appeared. He had told Ren that he enjoyed when he used the force on him to discipline him before. He absorbed it. Relished it. Imagined how it was entering his very being, so that one day, he could spit it back out at the man that thought he was NOTHING BUT A PET.

While Ren had used their time together to talk him down and as a cheap thrill for his freetime, Cecil had used it to collect information about him and see what made him tick. It had been bothersome with how closed off the knight was, but eventually he had gotten to know him. 

—–     ❝  Oh, this is nothing, Master Ren.  ❞  

Cecil’s tongue came to flicker over his bottom lip, eyes sparked with determination as they flickered to meet those same slits of a mask that he had often gazed into while being humiliated. There were things Ren had made him endure that were worse than the PAIN. 

—–     ❝  What is it? Are you going easy on me? It is almost as though you view me as your apprentice rather than your pet, after all.  ❞  

[emptiedempiress]

ctd. from here @firstrapture​

✦ She moved against him, and Anakin could feel it spurn his own arousal. She voiced THAT nickname. It would have made him felt like less of a man and more of a boy if it was not for how she was melting against him. Playfully, he removed his fingers from where they had been, smirking. 

—–     ❝  That’s not begging. I haven’t heard a single please.  ❞

His voice was low, but soft around the edges, eyes sparked with equal want as they met hers. His fingers remained withdrawn for another moment, and instead, he headed further away, keeping her held against the wall. The Jedi Code said not to use the force for pleasures.

THE JEDI CODE SAID MANY THINGS.

Even though he stood a few meters away, she would feel something creep up inside her. It wasn’t that different from getting a chokehold on someone’s throat... He had never had a guideline for that, either. 

—–     ❝  Let’s try that again.  ❞

[flirtsuke]

Villain or Hero Edition:

[emptiedempiress]

flirt-suke‌:

-“You’re going to save them and for what? They don’t appreciate you!”

-“You spill your blood for this city/village and for what? So they can never know the name of the man/woman who saved their miserable lives?”

-“How many times are you going to bleed for them?”

-“Aren’t you tired yet? Haven’t you had enough?”

-“Despair, misery, and chaos. It’s like air to me. But to watch them suffer is much more entertaining.”

-“Look at their miserable lives and tell me what you see. They’re just begging for you to end them.”

-“You’re conflicted I can see it. You don’t want to be the hero but you’re not evil enough to be the villain. So what are you?”

-“You can’t be nothing because you have to be something.”

-“You can’t be nobody you have to be somebody. They need you. Help them.”

-“You’ve shed enough blood. It’s time to stop. You’ve avenged their deaths enough.”

-“You’ve fought until your face was bloody, your ribs cracked, and your soul broken. How much more can you give to them!”

-“You won’t be satisfied until your dead.”

-“This city/village has torn you apart. They don’t deserve anymore saving.”

-“You’d give your soul to them? They won’t ever be satisfied until you’re dead.”

-“You give and you give and give when is it your turn to take?”

-“You’ll burn this city/village to the ground. Murder its people. And then will you be satisfied?”

-“I can’t watch you tear yourself apart anymore for these people.”

-“You’re cruel.”

-“You’ve been caught. There’s nothing more you can do so why are you still fighting?”

-“It’s over. It was a long war filled with countless bodies and bloodshed. So stop…it’s over.”

-“I know you. You aren’t this terrible person people see you as and made you become. There’s still some light within you. I see it…”

-“What has the world done to you to make you feel this broken that you feel the need to hurt other people?”

-“You hurt others because they hurt you.”

-“I can see the torment within you. I can especially tell by the way you mangle the bodies of your enemies.”

-“You don’t owe people anything else.”

-“You’re like the sun and moon. You can either be the light that guides peoples lives to a better world. Or you can be the moon and darken their world. Or- you can be an eclipse and be a little bit of both good and evil.”

-“What do YOU want to become?”

-“You’re the only one who can give others hope.”

-“If it wasn’t for you we’d all be dead.”

-“The histories will never know who really saved us because he/she didn’t want to be known as a hero.”

-“Don’t die for our selfish selves.”

-“You brought this upon yourself.”

-“You can either save lives or take them. So which is it? Who will you become?”

-“You say you’d burn the city/village to the ground. But what happens when you’re standing on a pile of ash and smoke with no subjects to rule?”

-“Your mentor molded you to be a monster.”

-“Your mentor molded you to be a beckon of hope for others.”

-“They will never bow to you.”

-“You’re nothing but a usurper from a foreign place to us. We will never call you King/Queen.”

-“You hide behind a mask all the time and I don’t mean the one upon your face.”

-“Of all the things to have happened to you are you still capable of love?”

-“You were born a villain but you will die a hero.”

-“You were born a hero but will die a villain.”

-“You’ve changed since we first met. You’re becoming something I don’t recognize anymore.”

-“You’re no longer a man. You’re a beast.”

-“Greatness was thrust upon you but you decided not to take it. Why?”

-“We don’t choose these roles they just happen.”

-“I won’t watch you die.”

-“What are you fighting for?”

-“Fates can be changed there’s still time.”

-“Your fate isn’t set in stone.”

-“There’s pain in my chest every time I see you in anguish.”

-“You never meant anything to them. So you turned into the thing they feared the most to leave an impression upon them.”

-“I wish you could see your worth.”

-“Your life is not worth the weight of gold they will pay you for helping them.”

-“I won’t watch you become someone I don’t recognize.”

-“I can’t even say who are you becoming because I don’t even know what you are anymore.

-"When they write of your history they will say it began on this day.”

-“Your scars are a reminder of who you were. So never forget who bled for this village/city. Who it was that saved the damned and the good. Who it was that almost died for them. Who it was that became a legend in their eyes. A legend to be remembered a thousand years from now.”

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hndmaidn‌:

Sabé laughed, though there was no joy in it, if he honestly believed that, then he had never known her at all, and that was the greatest tragedy of all. Her lady had loved him with everything she had.  Sabé had seen it, but it appeared that Anakin had only loved power. He wanted to see Luke and Leia and then what?

“What would you even say to them?” She asked, she wasn’t considering it, but she was curious. 

✦ Anakin heard her laugh and felt as though she was mocking him from her deepest hard. At this point he did not know what held him back from popping her head like a bulbous ulcer. He growled, but then she seemed to genuinely want to know about his  intentions with his children.

—–     ❝  That...their place is with their father. ❞

He was so brought up that it was hard for him to collect his thoughts. On the one hand he wanted to LIE and say whatever moved her to let him see them, but on the other hand......................................... 

......the rage within him was ever present. He felt as though it was his RIGHT to see his children.    

[emptiedempiress]

“Let me taste you...r dessert, that looks delightful." [for Gaen]

Sinday Special: open!

✦ The Doctor, whilst not the most social specimen, had become used to taking in meals at Elysia’s side now. Sometimes the girl even possessed the kindness to bring him blue milk to his office when the cantina was still too stuffed with soldiers to relax there. So when she asked to have a bite of the court cake that was only served to the higher ups today, he did not deny it. He tore off a bite sized piece with his fork, and held it out to the girl. He dutifully looked away as she chewed it. Gaen knew it was uncomfortable for a lady to be watched closely while she ate. Still, he could not supress a joke.

 —–     ❝  Careful. That piece may be a little too LARGE. ❞

[emptiedempiress]

starlight-pilot‌:

@emptiedempires said: it’ll be over soon. - dr handel, emptiedempires

Ave wasn’t worried when she walked into his office earlier that day. She had thought this was a normal check-up. But now her brows furrowed at his words. “What do you mean?” Her eyes frantically scanned the room, trying to figure out whatever it was he was about to do or whatever it was that he meant. “Doctor?” She didn’t like surprises and now Ave felt like she was walking straight into one.

✦ Handel stood up from where he was seated at a desk, and presented her with a smile. While it was wide, it never really reached his eyes. A file was still held in his hands. FN-2437 would be given the first doses of the drug he designed soon.

  —–     ❝  I was talking to myself as I looked at this file. It’s nothing to concern yourself with. Old men mumble like that sometimes. Please follow me to the diagnostic room, Miss Clee. ❞

[emptiedempiress]

tornbetweenthestorm‌:

       The doctor had quickly shut him down. As he had feared it seemed like he was seeing right through him. This was the time to start to be honest, but something inside him kept telling him that it wouldn’t be so simple if he just spilled everything on the table. This wasn’t just confessing anxiety due to an explosion or a shot on the battlefield. This was actually hearing voices in his head and hallucinating on top of that. The thought alone was enough to make his heart jump.

       His gaze locked on the doctors with his reassurance that he was in the proper place. The word defective echoed in his head. He wanted so badly to receive the help that he needed. If he could make all of this go away without termination, that would be the best thing for him….But a small part of him wanted to hoard these new sensations. 

        He nodded slowly, understanding what a trigger was. “I understand…But I don’t have one.” He corrected with as gentle and even of a tone as he could muster. Now was not the time to be defensive or to overreact. Just the fact that he was capable of either was disturbing. He was defective….and he needed to make it right for the Order. “It just happens…Walking in the halls…Training with my unit.–

       Dont. “—Is it normal to be hearing voices with panic?…”

✦ The Doctor knows that FN-2437 is going to share his worries with him even before he does. There is something soft about the sound of his voice that is not related to the polite tone soldiers are meant to address their superiors with. He is breaking - broken? Handel raises his chin to look at him better. 

If the anxiety attacks he had supposed were an issue with the man happened at random with no specific triggers, the case was worse than he had assumed. Alas, the MEDICATION he had previously chosen for him still fit. 

—–     ❝  What do the voices say? Do you assume they are a manifestation of your subconscious? Do you feel as though it is you talking to yourself, or does it sound like a stranger’s voice alltogether?  ❞

            He tapped a touchpen onto his holopad. 

—–     ❝  I do not like to use the word ‘normal’ to describe a healthy state, but no,  FN-2437, it is not ‘normal’. But don’t worry. I know just the right medicine to prescribe you.  ❞

The pen moved over the pad as though he was still looking up the right dosage, while it had all been decided by him ahead of their meeting already.    

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cvrsdordr‌:

@emptiedempires​ asked:  ❝Kill him. Kill him now.❞ - Cecil

THERE WAS A FLASH OF DELIGHT RINGING IN THOSE ICY ORBS, FOR HE HAD NOT EXPECTED HIS LOVER TO BE SO VICTORIOUS. Though the new position of supreme leader indeed seemed to suit Cecil quite well, all who had ever wronged him dead to his feet—hearts of various JEDIS consumed in one big meal. The general could not deny the pleasure he took in watching the blonde rule the galaxy, it was ALSO opportunity enough for Cecil to pay his end of the bargain. A black gloved hand held the knife tightly against the spies throat, the weak whimpers echoing around the throne room. Although the RESISTANCE had yet to be destroyed into tiny pathetic little pieces, was it Adans delight to watch them squirm under his grasp.

“—SUPREME LEADER, would it not pleasure you more to for fill the final act? After all, this SPY had almost uncovered the First Orders secrets, made you look like a FOOL. Imagine the rush of his dying breath against your skin, my love… IMAGINE the aftermath.”

✦ Cecil crossed his legs, seated upon the throne he so deserved. He had enjoyed watching the show and giving his orders, the first mission he had issued Adan to go upon had been succesful despite of the disbelief in his abilities most seemed to share. He would show them they were WRONG. 

Upon the request, he merely cocked his head. What was his Admiral thinking to expose his sexual likings, while he attempted to rule?

—–   ❝  PLEASURES are for the bedroom. If I tell you to kill for me, Admiral Varn, it is not your place to hesitate. Fulfill my order immediately.  ❞   

he hummed, peering down upon the spy, his own bright eyes empty from empathy. He was not worth his attention, or touch, not even a use of the force. He was a maggot below his feet.

  —–   ❝  Cut his throat and let him bleed out. Make it so he feels every moment of it. Then dispose of him in the trash compactor, where he belongs.  ❞  

[emptiedempiress]

—–   ❝  In what way can ‘get on your knees and beg’ be a remark of sexual nature?  ❞  

[emptiedempiress]

“Get on your knees and beg.” [for Cecil]

Sinday Special: open!

✦ Cecil halted mid-movement. He was to proceed to the landing dock whenever he wanted it. There were no restrains the senator’s son had been given about where he was ALLOWED to go. She was in his way. He canted his head in surprise at her words in reaction to his refusal to accept her authority, briefly focused his gaze on her, and then gestured for her to let him pass yet again.

—–   ❝  It would be very much to your advantage to let me pass. I am Cecil of the House of BERENKO, representative of Naboo and a past senator of the Republic Council. Lay a finger on me and you anger a nation who’s SUPPORT the First Order very much needs. I have a delivery to accept, one someone of your kind has no business with.  ❞  

If only he had acquired the Force already, then this would be easier. He was weaponless safe for a vibro-knife he carried with him, but it would be too slow to react with if he was up against a blaster - against anything, seeing his combat skills, if he was honest with himself.

[michaelsapostle]

[emptiedempiress]

“I want you now, please… don’t make me beg anymore.” [for Anakin]

Sinday Special: open!

✦ Anakin shivered at her touches. Being with anyone else than he had chosen to long for for YEARS felt wrong. But there was a darkness inside of him whispering that it was not. When he looked at her smaller frame, there was nothing shaking him up. No feelings that may harm him. His dragon was silenced by the desire he felt as he took a few steps to push her against the wall. 

—–     ❝  I think you have never BEGGED for anything in your lifetime.  ❞

With a curl of his fingers, he had the force raise her wrists to each side of her face, pinning them down there with no further effort needed. He knew that her kind was a snake in the high grass, and he would not let her bite without a fight, no matter how much he already DESIRED her.

—–     ❝  Try actually doing it. If I buy it, I might…   ❞

  His hand was pushed between her legs, fingers curling to just slightly grace her soft maidenhood. Already, it was damp with lust from the previous kiss he had broken off to shove her away, causing her earlier remark. It seemed she was not lying about wanting him… 

[emptiedempiress]

darthdescent‌:

Kylo STARES at the chair, but doesn’t move to sit in it. He lingers behind it, as if it acted as a protective barrier between him and the psychopath infront of him. Kylo had committed his share of CRIMES in his lifetime, but he wasn’t quite that sick and twisted.

“There is a difference…between killing for a cause…and CANNIBALISM, Mr. Berenko…” He hisses his words, even behind his mask they still hold grit.

His next question would have been for what purpose, but it seems Cecil is all too eager to provide an answer. Again there is a moment of reflection, in which Kylo steps closer, pushing his chair back in to hover over the table.

“There are no Jedi’s left. You’re a FOOL to believe otherwise.” He hissed defensively, as if it had been a personal slight. Again, he steps toward him, head canting to the side. “…any different ?? Do DIVULGE, C e c i l. What purpose is this RITUAL supposed to serve you ??”

✦ Being called a fool was not very nice, even when you were holding a beverage so expensive the common man would have to work a year to earn it for himself. His brows crinkled as he looked up at the dark knight, but he held back a comment on the insult, not wanting to heat up their conversation any more than it already was heated. 

—–   ❝  In the heart of a Jedi lies the Force. ❞    

Was the quote that had motivated him to consume this rather cruel dinner. Master Ren would understand what he had concluded from it, wouldn’t he? But then again, he could be THICK, especially when he was heated up.

—–   ❝  I assumed perhaps this meant that if I would consume such heart, it would grant me the jedi’s powers. It seems I was wrong. But one cannot know if they do not TRY, can they now? ❞  

He paused, tongue coming to wet his lips. He could steel taste metal in his mouth. If he had eaten the heart of a nobody, it would disgust him a little more, but he supposed what had been gobbled down could just as well stay there. Ren had called it a ritual. It had been a peaceful dinner until he had barged into his chambers. 

—–   ❝  You say there is no Jedi left. How can you be so sure, Master Ren? ❞  

[emptiedempiress]

“I’m going to tie you to the headboard and fuck you senseless.” / Cecil, I sense a slap coming

Sinday Special: open! 

✦ Cecil narrowed his eyes at the Admiral, a hand raised in a gesture of surprise. He had NOT completed his THREE TRIALS yet. How rude it was to assume he would give himself to him. His hand sunk, and he slowly made his way towards the taller man. They’d been butting heads lately, and he had not minded, but while he himself doubting the man (who clearly had been active before in regard to love life) was fine, or so he thought, beind doubted in turn was an outrage. Cecil was pure, and if Adan thought ANY OTHER WAY…

—–   ❝  That man you’ve seen monetary transfers coming into my inbox from. I’ve done something for him. Something of political nature, my dear Admiral.  ❞

The distance between them was closed, and he reached to straighten the man’s collar, CASUALLY so, not allowing Adan to unsettle him. 

—–   ❝  There is no reason for you to doubt my innocence and threaten me with perversities. Please calm down.  ❞

[emptiedempiress]

“Do you want me to show you how bad I want you?” [for Palps]

Sinday Special: open!

✦ The Chancellor was often busy with one thing – work. Keeping up his act of the kind politician was not hard, per se, but it required for him to live in that role of his. Present it perfectly. Stay at Chancellor Palpatine’s chambers instead of exegol as much he could. Of course he would bring his trusted Elysia with him. His charming little flower with just enough charisma to portray yet another advisor on his party. 

It was at times like these, though, that he regretted bringing her. The girl often demanded attention when he was not willing to give it. He was not too interested in performing sexual acts often times, though that did not mean she was not desirable - it would make procreation more efficient. And his style of working.

—–   ❝  I want you to show me just how quiet you can be, little love. Go busy yourself with a more productive matter. I can call for someone to satisfy your desires, if they are urgent. ❞   

[dragonsmemesandrpchelp-a]

Sinday Special

These memes are for those who like a little sexual fun on Sunday. Feel free to edit pronouns as needed.

“Get on your knees and beg.”

“Tell me how you want me to fuck you.”

“I want you now, please… don’t make me beg anymore.”

“How badly do you want me?”

“Please don’t stop, I’ll do anything you want.”

“Keep quiet unless you want everyone to hear you.”

“You don’t want to get caught, do you?”

“Does the idea of being caught like this excite you? It does, doesn’t it?”

“Let me taste you.”

“Do you want me to show you how bad I want you?”

“How rough do you want it?”

“Where do you want me to cum?”

“I want to see your face  as you come undone.”

“I’m going to tie you to the headboard and fuck you senseless.”

Locations:

Closet: My muse grabs yours by the shirt/jacket/pants and drags them into the closet.

Wall: My muse pins yours against the wall.

Table: My muse fucks/teases yours over the table.

Couch: My muse fucks yours on the couch.

Shower: My muse fucks yours in the shower.

Floor: Our muses don’t make it to a bed.

Vehicle: Our muses have sex in a vehicle.

Outside: Our muses have sex somewhere outside/in public.

*add +reverse to make your muse the one that does it to mine.*

Symbols:

Send 💢 for a rough/violent/hateful sex situation between our muses. Send ⛓️ for one of our muses restraining the other in a bondage way. Send 🎀 for your muse to be left as a gift for my muse wearing nothing but a ribbon. (Send +Reverse for my muse to be the gift instead) Send 🍆 for one muse to use toys on the other muse. Send ‼️ for my muse to give yours the “stamp of approval” by slapping their ass hard enough to leave a hand print. (send +Reverse to have your muse do it to mine instead) Send 👅 for my muse to go down on yours. (Send +Reverse for your muse to go down on mine) Send ♋ for our muses to 69. Send ⏳ for a sexual situation where our muses only have a certain amount of time to have sex.