I can always tell how stressed out I am by how much cleaning I'm doing haha
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I can always tell how stressed out I am by how much cleaning I'm doing haha
clean bedsheets make life worth living again
Clean Sheets
the room was dressed in pale surrender white sheets stretch like confession over a bed that had seen too many quiet sins
you stood in the doorway half-shadow, half-promise a ghost that learned how to breathe just long enough to ruin me
we didn't speak words would have broken whatever spell had stitched us together from loneliness and late hours
your fingers traced like candlelight across old stone soft, deliberate as if waking something buried
and I I let the dark take me whole
We moved like a secret the house tried to keep floorboards whispering beneath us in a language of guilt
the sheets so clean, so innocent twisted themselves into witness as we stained them with need we'd never name in the daylight
you pulled me closer like pulling breath from lungs like something desperate to feel alive before morning
and for a moment just one we were more than bodies fumbling in borrowed night
we were ritual we were ruin we were something almost holy if holiness could bleed
but dawn always come like a judge in godly robes
and when the light crept in it stripped the room bare left nothing but two strangers
and the bed still dressed in white pretending it had never known us at all
fresh sheets
Atlanta, Georgia
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Crawling into bed, naked, with freshly cleaned sheets is superb. 😌
Shadow and Sonic, doesn’t it feel so nice to get in a bed with freshly changed sheets? (I just switch mine) Ahhhhh. Who in the bigass house wants me to magically change their bed sheet and do the resulting laundry?
*Mother's Day is over. It's the new morning and Sonic and Shadow are cuddled up under their blankets, fast asleep. Their newly magically cleaned sheets smell nice and fresh. Sonic's pain has subsided for the time being. All is well.*
*Rouge stretches, laying on her belly in one of her hanging beds. She sighs, looking down at her penthouse. It's full of treasures and stolen goods, yet she can't help but feel like she's missing something. Or someone. Wave has left to go on a treasure hunt with the Babylon Rogues, so now Rouge is here in her own for the first time since they got together. She groans and buries her face back in her sheets* ..... This is ridiculous. Moping like this isn't getting me anywhere. Whup- *She flounders for a moment when her sheets float off her bed. She flaps into the air, watching all of her beds become bare, the sheets landing in laundry baskets on the floor below. She stares for a long moment, then shrugs* Sure. This place could use some spring cleaning~ *She hums and grabs one of the laundry baskets, taking it to be washed*
*Knuckles' sheets are covered in dirt. Just dirt from outside. He must not take off his shoes before he sleeps...*
*Amy is already cleaning her and Metal's room. Metal is dusting and Amy is putting the bedsheets into a basket. Sage is wiping the counters in the bathroom. Amy picks up the basket, looking over at Metal* Hey sweetie, I'm gonna take these to wash. You two okay here?
Yes. Be careful on the stairs.
I will~ Love you!
I love you.
*Amy smiles and heads out to do the laundry*