#shagg carpet

[littleplasticthings]

Shagg Carpet - FLAMETHROWER

Post-punk / Virginia / 2024

[thehappyspaceman]

Coming to The Camel in Richmond this Sunday!

Please join Shagg Carpet, The Falsies, and Deathcat at The Camel in Richmond, VA for a night where the fun knows no expiration! This Sunday, August 27! Doors at 8 PM. Show starts at 9 PM. You won’t want to miss a minute because everyone knows that a great rock show builds strong bones and teeth!

Buy tickets here.

(Spaceman's note: Even if you can't make it to the show, I'd strongly advise checking out this video; it include a preview of our next single featuring my keyboards and backing vocals. ;D)

[riversidemotherf1cker]

Shagg carpet …don’t drop any ash!

[ilayas11]

Current Mood:

Cleaning my old apartment just enough so my landlord doesn’t feel the need to pursue legal action.

[headingalaxys-spicy]

i just read your yandere alpha russia hc and i was wondering if you could do some yandere alpha england NSFW?

Ahahahahahha HERES LUNCH 🍱

Official warning is here: Not suitable for all audiences. Viewer digression is advised.

🇬🇧When he is going through the throws of rut he won’t roam to you, you come to him. He’s as sneaky as a serpent and has already sent special agents to your home to spray down your living space with his specialty concoction that he created himself. It has a few strands of his hair and a bit of his musk that carries his pheromones that give the potion an extra sensual kick that is sure to drive you into his arms.

🇬🇧He already went to the open air market to procure some tea that puts anyone who consumes it into an immediate rut or heat within 15-minutes after being consumed. He is aiming to have a 110% success rate of getting you in bed with him. He won’t stop until he exhausts every method he has from his book that came from the dark fae hell fires.

“My sweet Y/N no one can resist the flowering fae fertility song. Your body was made to carry on the Kirkland lineage.” A smile with crooked cracks that can lead one to believe that he was truly demented. But no one would stand in the way of the one who could breathe fire from his lungs.

🇬🇧Massively perverted half the time since he first met you he just wanted to see your jubblies bounce as you milled about during your day. He is not above having secret videos he has of you that some of his agents have grabbed of you.

🇬🇧He definitely has some of your knickers that he’s stolen from you before he started to court you. He is deviously sneaky that way all the while putting up his gentleman face. When that mask falls to the plush carpet of his living quarters he transforms into an aggressive beast when he’s beating the bishop while taking in your scent from your pilfered underwear. He’s been languishing far too long on his velvet wide wingback chair, limbs numb due to all of the blood that's been rushing to his Big Ben. He’s been preserving his sharpened scepter just for you.

🇬🇧He has three main modes in bed: perfect gentleman, a whiny bottom, or absolute sadist. Although a lot of time he’s a sadist that shaggs the living shit out of you while on all fours. He’s grabbing your tail, animal ears (if you have them), or roughingly pulling your hair like a worn out rag doll. Then he’ll be nice and let you ride him reverse cowgirl and let you dominate him. “Ah love! Slow down p….lease…” He’s having a hard time catching his breath as you are the ones with the reigns in your hands. It’s exhilarating for him (even if he won’t ever admit it) as you latch on to his wide kneecaps that are connected to his other ligaments that sewn together the toned body of the perfect British man. A body that drove your hormones into a raging wildfire whenever you laid your eyes on him.

🇬🇧Buggery is his favorite way to run himself into you over and over ruthlessly with great zeal. You will have to be on your stomach for a few days and allow him to help you around the house. Because he makes sure you’re not functional when he’s done.

🇬🇧He does have a favorite fantasy that he likes to roleplay with you. Where he is the world's most powerful wizard that has taken you from your friends and family. You’ll be dressed in a decadent royal blue dressing gown as he glides his hands over your supple breasts. He grips the cloud soft fabric and discards it to the cold pearl floor. He hoists you up onto the ice cold counter making your skin prick from arousal and temperature shock. Your thighs are gripped by his razor blade like nails digging into your soft and slightly sweaty skin. On one thigh he does manage to leave a long scratch that he will marvel at later. Your eyes make contact and it’s as if a string is connecting your bodies in harmony with one another to where you didn’t even realize he was already bell-end deep inside you. You’re not able to think straight. Your head is in the clouds, your heart is harmonized to his, and body coveted by his rock hard cock.

[lackadaisicalnereid]

I don't even know where my wips have gotten lost to atm bc everything has been swallowed up by book stuff/short story collection stuff/general original Stuff™ but I am SOOO here to bully you about yours. Please tell me about luci/cass(/laura) & the famous DC girl band fic that I think about in my dreams always

OK, so as we all know, I've been working on a band AU for @bohemicns for years now. If I haven't shared this with you yet, I've decided on some bands the girls like.

Babs: the Shaggs, Bangles, Bananarama, Salt-n-Pepa, the Supremes

Steph: Aly & AJ, Destiny's Child, En Vogue, Spice Girls

Dinah: Dixie Chicks, Danity Kane, Neon Jungle, the Pointer Sisters

I feel strongly about a surprising number of these. Also how can I say 'I don't listen to contemporary music' without saying 'I don't listen to contemporary music'.

(Babs lives for Florence, Steph likes their lighter, more upbeat stuff, Dinah pretends she's never listened to Florence but we all know she's lying)

This is the first and probably the best paragraph of it, which is Steph meeting Babs, or seeing Babs, or something.

Barbara and Stephanie meet when Barbara's a senior in Gotham High. This is when, as far as the world at large is concerned, Barbara is still only Barbara and never Babs, and when Stephanie is already sometimes Steph, but not to Barbara, because she doesn't know Barbara yet. This is when Barbara is new to the school - a transfer from somewhere, but Steph forgets from where. Barbara has hair like she's on fire, she rolls around the school in her wheelchair and she has a death stare Stephanie would love to perfect herself, only she's not actually sure it's something you can train, because it looks so surreal and baby I was born this way on Barbara. Stephanie likes her, despite or because of the death glare, it's hard to say. It definitely helps that she has this cool vibe that oozes off her even more than it oozes off of other seniors. Like she's very wise, very determined and just slightly untouchable. Steph's sure Barbara's read Gender trouble and probably even something by bell hooks, she can tell just by looking at her.

This is a dialogue excerpt from one of Steph and Babs' library study sessions:

"Le Tigre?"

"Yeah what's wrong with Le Tigre?"

"Well first of all, I cannot believe you'd prefer Le Tigre to, like, TLC or the fucking Bangles, the Bangles were terrific."

"Le Tigre're the hill I'll die on"

There is a point later on in which Steph rambles on about supporting "the invisible sisterhood of female drummers".

And Dinah basically immediately demands they change their name, cause Dinah's like that.

"We're gonna have to something about that name now."

It's definitely Dinah, though, that comes up with the new and improved band name. Babs is reluctant at first, but she never admits to that later on, when it turns out that everyone likes Birds of Prey. Babs likes it too, likes how it doesn't quite roll off the tongue easily, how all the consonants feel harsh and not mellowed down by all the vowel sounds, so she's a music geek and a math geek and a linguistics geek, so what.

ALSO, the luci/cass/laura thing. oh if only i could decipher this triangle thing between them, i might be able to even finish this fic.

I might have shared this part with you before, but I'm still in love with Luci's line here:

They're lying down later, on the ugly yellow carpet, Luci digging through the drawers to find her cigarettes, her white button down still buttoned up, the last remaining article of clothing on her and yet in a pristine state, somehow, and traces of Laura's purple lipstick on her neck, but not on the collar of her shirt, don't you fucking dare, Laura, goddess of lies, not chaos - if you wanna ruin shit, go fuck Sakhmet.

Also, Luci's chaotic, no matter what she says.

"Laura's sleeping" Luci says. She gives Cass a good once-over, slow and indulgent, because sleeping with Laura more than once a week does not preclude her from having eyes, and for some reason it's important that Cass knows this. And anyway, she's worried she might be getting rusty. Seducing someone like Cass, well, a rusty goddess couldn't do that.

[scented-trash-bouquet0311]

I had a writing prompt asking me to tell or share my favorite Florida Man story so I decided to open up a little and tell a story about my favorite Florida Man... my dad.

I was born in Cape Canaveral, Florida on March 11, 1983 it was "the coldest, windiest, day of the year" to quote my grandmother but this story isn't about me this story is about my dad, a man from Florida, a Florida Man if you will. When my dad was a teenager he had a room painted all black, his mom made him an animal print bedspread, and my mom made him black light art for his walls. He had a shrunken head hanging from his fan pull and a pet spider that he would feed insects that he would stun and trap. He drove around in an old phone repair van that he lined with shagg carpet which was the best for the surf board which he loved so much and still has to this day. He had long blonde hair and played basketball ball because he is over six feet tall. He was a summer camp counselor at a camp in North Carolina where he found a love of hiking and rock climbing. His first boat was named Tangled Up in Blue because he loves Bob Dylan. Watching Zorro and Captain Blood and reading The Three Musketeers inspired him to become a fencer a passion that he has followed over the years to become a coach. His time in the Coast Guard was spent on ice breaking ships on Lake Michigan so cold doesn't effect him he absolutely wears shorts in the middle of winter. He kayaks, rides motorcycles, and bikes still goes on hikes with my mom and now they have an RV so my dad can continue all his Florida Man adventures.

[thenightlymirror]

Building up horniness like a kid sliding his shoes over a shagg carpet, for days now.

[dennisb54]

Bald Mtn and Speckled Mtn

Bald Mtn and Speckled Mtn

Peru, Maine

Started just past Shagg Pond. Followed an old road into the woods to Little Concord Pond. Then a sharp right up to Bald Mtn (1692’) with great views overlooking Shagg Pond.   From Bald Mtn the route drops steeply into a col, which was carpeted on both sides with luscious fields of moss, then up to Speckled Mountain (2183’)  with 360 degree views.  The back side of Mount Mollyocket…

[thehappyspaceman]

I'll be playing with the Falsies at Ipanema Café in Richmond this Halloween, along with Shagg Carpet and Tentative Decisions!

Doors at 9:30 PM, music at 10 PM. $10 cover charge. See you there!

[sheriffwoody55]

Rugjunction is a rug store in Australia, a wide range of modern rugs are available here, shagg rug is one of them. Shagg rugs may give your living space a styling accent with so much cosy comfort for you feet.