#Shermerclassclown

[paininsideandout]

“Press that against the wound, I’m going to get the med kit.”

"I don't even know why I'm here, I know how to patch myself up." He sighed but pressed on the wound, wincing a little. "Great, then I have to go, Miss. The fact I'm even here, isn't safe for you or anyone else."

[the-mjolnir-owner]

So that story The Frog Prince--where Loki turned you into a Throg--is based on that story?

@shermerclassclown

"They are similar stories, yes. That one time, it wasn't Loki but a different Sorceress who turned me into a frog. Still, I needed a kiss from a Queen to turn back into my usual self."

[heroesandironmenmoves]

@shermerclassclown asked 🚿 (Tony)

"Shelia, would you get in already you're letting all the nice hot steam out and I happen to be enjoying that part of the shower." He then chuckles, turning towards her "Hey babe, all kidding aside glad you could make it now what brough on this sharing of the shower? Are we doing it to save water or are we doing it to get up to some risky business?" Tony wraps his arms around her waist and pulls her into him.

[uxanduva]

For Okoye and Ayo: did you always know that you were going to become a Dora Milaje?

Okoye's tone was neutral, keeping her emotions in check. "Mm, in a way. Most of the Dora Milaje are chosen when we were very young girls; those of us who had shown to possess potential. We were then trained in various areas and subjects to ensure we have the skills to be successful in our roles of protecting the royal family and Wakanda. It is a high honor and few would want or dare to deviant from this set path."

Ayo nodded in agreement.

[hcrctic]

❝ Dude, minty burp, still burp. ❞

@shermerclassclown hit it.✨

[goddamnmuses]

@shermerclassclown liked for a one liner.

"Where the hell have you been!?"

[goddamndaddies]

Send in sexy pictures to my submit box, and see how my muse reacts.

"I do enjoy spanking."

[thebasketcasebabe]

💝" For my muse to tell a confession about your muse.

“I don’t like how much Brian likes you sometimes. I want him to be happy but if you guys actually start dating I’m scared he’ll forget about spending time with the rest of us.”

[percentstardust]

“I really want pizza right now, think it’s open?”  (Steve Rogers)

emptying out my inbox | @shermerclassclown

“Pizza actually sounds good right now.” He’s immediately getting out his phone. He has been training for hours and he’s now extremely hungry. He could eat a whole pizza by himself. Maybe even two pizzas.

“I can check to see which places are still open. There’s this one place I would go to with Bucky back in the 40s. It’s still around and own buy someone in the family. Let me make a few calls and I’ll get us something to eat, okay?”

[infernalrampage]

@shermerclassclown​​ asked: ( tears ) : sobbing openly, unable to stop

“  oh  god,  what  happened,  are  you  okay?  “  a  puzzled  expression  on  beverly’s  features  when  her  friend  is  openly  crying  out  in  front  of  her  and  is  a  strong  gut  feeling  lodged  deep  in  her  chest  taking  over  her  body  but  she  chooses  calm.  beverly  is  not  very  good  with  emotions  but  she  also  wants  to  be  there  for  shelia  above  all.  and  beverly  knew  how  stressful  college  could  be  and  what  they  call  the  REAL  WORLD  so  if  she  can  alleviate  that  pressure  just  a  little  bit  that  would  make  her  feel  like  it  was  helping. “  hey,  who  do  i  have  to  beat  up?  i’ll  clock  ‘em.  “  beverly’s  tone  is  solemn  sitting  in  front  of  the  woman  and  reaching  for  her  shoulders  to  get  her  to  at  least  look  at  her.  her  expression  is  soft  and  welcoming  wanting  to  appear  open  to  anything  so  shelia  could  possibly  vent  and  they  can  find  a  solution  but  beverly  knows  how  rough  it  is  to  be  vulnerable  too.

[daughter-of-woe]

Wednesday observed the visitor, not unusual but not very common that most make it to their doorstep without reason. Or the dedicated Christmas Carolers or trick-o-treaters on Halloween.

At the comment of taking things, Wednesday replied, "Despite being a master pickpocketer, the one with the habit currently is my youngest brother, Pubert. He's out in the bog with Grandmama. Thing is a mastercraft in magic, but he's been around since I was a child. My parents never cared how, my father enjoyed a good fencing partner and mother a helper with her crafts."

"If you're here to offer your grandfather's leg, my other brother might be interested. Maybe my Grandmama."

The tomboyish redhead was there to sell eggs–mainly to get her grandfather’s business out there until the farmer’s market re-opened in the spring. She stared at the manservant who answered the door at first, gulping. She masked her discomfort and gave the servant named Lurch a polite nod, muttered a soft ‘thank you’. She stared upon the girl who stood there–she was pale, her hair black and tied into braids. Her dress was odd–it was black with a high white collar that one would seen on old photos. Her voice was soft and it gave a very sinister vibe. 

It was then she was startled to see the disembodied hand: her green eyes widened, her mouth dropped open and let out a squeak. Then cleared her throat, not wanting to seem like an scared idiot. Often she was scared of things that were out of the ordinary. 

“Just as long as–erm–Thing–doesn’t steal my keys,” she said. “Gramps relies on me to drive. He’s a polio survivor–but unfortunately his leg has gone to shit since he’s gotten older and he can’t drive well.” She stared at Thing. “So–how is that–alive? Is it possessed like Ash William’s hand from Evil Dead?”

[the-mjolnir-owner]

Have you ever heard of the Norns?

@shermerclassclown

"Of course. They guide my fate."

[heroesandironmenmoves]

@shermerclassclown with Tony

"Hey babe, I'm going to have to go to a stock holders meeting this afternoon and I already tried to postpone it but Pepper threatened my manhood if I didn't go and I thought you might like that to stay intact." Tony comes over to her and takes her in his arms, taking her lips in a tender kiss "I'll be back in about an hour an a half unless the meeting runs long or someone thinks that today would be a good day to try and destroy the city."

[uxanduva]

Are there medical schools in Wakanda? (Griot)

The AI system that had been in sleep mode in the background awoke to the presence of the young lady in the lab, sounding almost cheerful at the prospect of the young lady's curiosity.

"Why yes, of course, Ms. Donovan. Some of the most advanced ones on the planet, in fact."

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

I’d love to see a fluffy one with Matt Murdock and f!massage therapy reader: after a really stressful week of work at the office and court, the reader offers Matt a full body massage and uses sandalwood massage oil for sensitive skin.

hii, I love this sm! I was originally writing this as if he was a client but I re-read your ask and hope I now got it right. thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌 @shermerclassclown

sandalwood

Matt Murdock x f reader

wc || 0.6k

warnings || none just fluff

a/n || I had a dream about Matt last night and don’t think ive recovered today. also sorry it’s been so long since a Matt fic, I haven’t had many in my inbox

masterlist + rules

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You have been in the kitchen all afternoon preparing for tonight’s dinner, just now finishing up on the final touches for Matt’s surprise meal. He’s been having a somewhat difficult week at work, so you wanted to treat him with something you knew he needed and something he’d desperately appreciate.

Hearing the front door latch open, you dart over to the hallway to greet him with a smile lit huge. “Hi, handsome.”

“Hi.” He replies sweetly, placing his stick on the hook with a slight soft sigh.

“You okay?” You ask, concerned as you watched him wince with each movement.

“Yeah, just a bit of back pain— nothing serious.” Smiling as kissed you. “Is that?—“

Softly chuckling in response. “Yeah.”

“I’ve been craving it, you always make it so well.”

“I must’ve heard your brain.” Smiling as you made your way back over to the unattended pot. Checking the time on your phone. “It needs to bake, it’ll probably be ready in about… forty, forty-five minutes. Which means I have enough time to give you a massage.” Sincerely looking over at him as you placed the dish in the oven.

“No-no it’s okay.” Hiding an uncomfortable expression as he twists his torso.

“Yeah, I don’t think so. Go strip, I’ll get the table ready… do it.” Tone stern and loving as you ushered him along. “I’ll prep up over here, okay?” Making directional movement to the empty space by the stairs.

As a massage therapist and girlfriend, it felt like your duty to always make sure his muscles were loose and relaxed. However, sometimes that was slightly difficult with his line of work and nightly activities, but that never seemed to faze you. You loved to massage Matt, it gave you a sense of comfort knowing that he wasn’t physically hurting.

Matt returns to the living area in a towel draped around his lower half. Giving him a playful whistle, you guide him onto your travel massage table. “Is that ylang-ylang?” Grinning as settles his face between the gap.

You smile, adjusting the volume of the new-age instrumental. “Good nose… now you gotta be honest with me, okay? What hurts?” Speaking softly as you analysed him.

He wryly chuckles. “…everything.”

Offering him an emphatic smile, you pull out his most favoured oil. Pouring a small amount of sandalwood in your palm, you rub them together and stroke firm but gentle pressure up his back. Working delicately around his sore spots as you rub your palms over his tender muscles. Smiling to yourself when you hear him sigh in relief.

Focusing on his tense shoulders, loosening the tension as you pull out the knots, working carefully as to not hurt him. Shifting weight as you now move over to his pained upper arms, gently working out the ache from the numerous punches he’s been throwing all week.

You wanted to give Matt a full body massage, just like he deserved. Treating him with tender love and care as you worked out all the stresses from this week, carefully rubbing any and every pained area.

After you had finished, you gave him a quick wipe down to remove the stickiness of the oil, this was something you did meticulously as you knew Matt was often easily irritated by the uncomfortable residual feeling. Helping him sit up, you give him a loving hair ruffle and tender kiss.

“I’ll go finish up dinner, you go wash or do whatever you need to.” Smiling earnestly as you packed away your oils and lotions.

He stands upright and rolls his shoulders, visibly relaxed as he grins at you. “Thank you, sweetheart, I feel so much better.”

“Of course. Anytime.” Kissing his cheek sweetly. “Dinner will be ready in five.”

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[goddamnmuses]

💋 (Lucifer)

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