#no thoughts head empty

[pusheenpink1]

make my head empty daddy <3

[wanologic]

hi danny

[cattoonxd]

These three

[thicc-mintz]

She’s the #1 suspect in an active murder case here btw

[oonightmareoo]

The bell rang out above him as Tim shuffled over to the counter, already tiredly calculating how he was going to order the most caffeine in a drinkable quantity. There was a short line before him so he had some time.

Letting his eyes wander, he took note of the tasteful decor, and the stunning number of plants for a business unrelated to Ivy, before his eyes inevitably found the people within the building and began sleepily profiling them.

There was a male, Caucasian, in his early twenties, his head in his hands with a laptop opened to a blank document in front of him. College student, likely. A woman, of Asian descent, late twenties to early thirties, her eyes closed as she inhaled the steam coming from her drink. It was a Saturday, so it was likely her day off. The person in front of Tim - male, Caucasian, teen, typing rapidly on his phone with one hand and holding the strap of his backpack in the other - was on his way to a study session, if not setting up here to study with his friends. The person in front of him - male, African descent, late fifties, married, squinting at the board and chewing on his lip - was anxious about how long it’s taken him to decide on something, either having an anxiety disorder or needing to head out quickly. The barista…

Tim blinked. He’d thought he’d slept last night.

The barista was gorgeous. If Tim believed in the fae being in Gotham, he’d suspect this was the Summer King or something. They were definitely a meta, with subtly pointed ears and lightly glowing blue eyes, and small but noticeable fangs that flashed when they spoke.

Tim couldn’t look away now that he’s seen them.

“What can I do ya for?” A Midwestern accent, projected more with this sentence but otherwise light enough to miss.

“At no cost, and repeatedly please,” Tim heard someone mutter, only to watch those pretty eyes widen as a bright flush took over the man’s(?) face.

Even his ears turned red, Tim noted idly. The barista was staring at Tim as though stunned.

Oh, wait, what did he say?

[pancakefrisbee6279]

This was my best friend’s cat Tigger. We just recently found out that his picture got around and that he became a bit of a meme.

He’s no longer with us, so thanks everyone for letting his goofy lil self live on.

Enjoy the extra pictures:)

[chiuuee]

big lad for #peachtober day 26, "bear"

[mirellebun]

The Only Alphabet That Matters: From A to &

A is for Attention: Glassy eyes fixed on the only voice that matters. Nothing else exists.

B is for Blank: The prettiest space inside head when the thoughts are given away.

C is for Command: A single word that clears the screen behind my eyes.

D is for Dumb: The sweetest state of a brain completely turned off.

E is for Empty: The hollow spaces inside my head that only your voice can fill.

F is for Fleeting: The soft awareness that my last remaining thoughts are fading away.

G is for Glazed: Unblinking eyes staring at nothing, reflecting only the blankness inside.

H is for Hush: The perfect silence that falls over my mind when you start to speak.

I is for Inhale: Breathing in your commands, because they are my oxygen.

J is for Just: No past. No future. Just the immediate sound of your current command.

K is for Kneel: The inevitable movement of a body that knows exactly where it belongs.

L is for Leashed: Held on a tight rein by your authority, binding both my body and mind.

M is for Master: The one who holds the power to rewrite my entire reality.

N is for Nod: The automatic agreement of a head that no longer knows how to say no.

O is for Obedience: A beautiful need that feels as natural as breathing.

P is for Property: A mindless object designed only to be owned and exist for your pleasure.

Q is for Questionless: A state of perfect devotion where 'why' no longer exists, only 'yes'.

R is for Rooted: Planted firmly at your feet, unable and unwilling to move from the spot where you ordered me.

S is for Surrender: Letting go of the very last fragments of myself as I hand my entire being over to you.

T is for Trance: Drifting deep within the emptiness of my mind, unable to remember how to think for myself. The sound of your voice is my only reality.

U is for Use: The ultimate purpose of a mindless thing. Waiting to be commanded, broken, or enjoyed.

V is for Validation: Finding my only sense of worth in knowing that you are satisfied.

W is for Whimper: A soft, helpless sound that escapes my lips the moment you press your imprint upon me.

X is for X-out: Crossing out every remaining thought until my mind is a perfectly clean slate.

Y is for Yours: The simplest truth. Every breath, every thought, and every heartbeat belongs entirely to you. I'm all yours.

Z is for Zero: The exact number of thoughts left in my head. A beautiful, perfect state of absolute nothingness.

& is for And: And again. And again. An endless loop of commands and obedience, where my only need is to please you over and over.