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@shield-agent-cresswood
do not go gentle into that good night
rage, rage, against the dying of the light
( indie rebooted marvel oc. 4 years roleplay experience, 3 on tumblr oc and canon friendly. run by max. )
you have an inferno in your soul. ( indie roleplay blog for marvel oc. written by max. under...
( not sure how many of you are still here, but i’ve rebooted jess. backstory is rewritten, slight name change, but it’s still her. )
“ I’m a science teacher from London who could set you on fire from twelve feet away. There’s nothing normal about me. ”
( independent roleplay blog for multifandom oc. four years roleplay experience, three on tumblr. written by max. )
Notice of Archive
It is with a heavy heart I announce that shield-agent-cresswood is officially and permanently an archive. I have spent the last three years of my life on this blog, and my time as Jessalyn Cresswood has officially come to an end. I thank you all for the time that was taken to be spent with me.
The reason for my leaving has two parts. First, Jess is not and never was a good character. She was a creation of my twelve year old mind who believed that if I had a character like myself, I would be just as much as part of the super hero world as the real heroes. She had many, many flaws that I decidedly overlooked and I can tolerate that no longer.
Second, I have lost my muse entirely. As noted, I based this character largely on myself, anxiety issues included, but as I evolved as a person and moved past everything, my ability to get into character ultimately failed. I tried in many ways to alleviate this, but no further results have come from it, so I think it’s time for me to go.
The blog will not be deleted (I am sentimental and like to reread old threads) but there will be no further activity as of September 6th 2015. I can be reached at bespxke or Skype/Kik if you already have it (if you’d like it, send my other blog an ask).
Thank you all for everything,
Max
The stuffed animal closest to you is now your companion in battle. Tag with the results.
A friend asked a very interesting question today.
WHY ISN’T ALMOST HUMAN ON NETFLIX?
I KNOW. WHY ISNT IT ON NETFLIX THAT MAKES ME MAD.
[HI THERE] "You're my sunshine."
❝Aww, c’mere, lemme hug ya!❞
"You're always so happy."
She laughed and hugged him tightly.
"You're like a permanent ray of sunshine."
Your muse finds my muse curled up on the bed, crying. Send "Hush" for a 1-35 generated response to why.
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disappointment starters
“I thought you of all people would be different.” “This was supposed to be a fun day. You always ruin everything.” “Our flight’s been cancelled… there goes our holiday.” “I’m not angry. I’m disappointed.” “I know you didn’t do it on purpose, but that doesn’t mean I can’t be disappointed.” “I can’t believe this. You always turn everything into such a disaster!” “I’m not disappointed in you, I’m disappointed in the situation…” “I can’t believe this is happening. Can nothing ever go right?!” “I’m so sorry to let you down. I know you were looking forward to this.” “You always let me down. You’re so unreliable.” “I’d expected a lot more from you.” “Stop being so selfish! You’re ruining everything for everyone.” “You’re such a disappointment to the family.” “I’m sorry to be such a disappointment. I know you expected more of me.” “That movie was so disappointing.” “Why is everything in life actually so disappointing? You get yourself excited every time, only to be let down, time and time again.” “You’re not disappointing! Just… surprising.” “I thought you cared about me. Someone who cares about someone else doesn’t let them down like you just did.” “You could’ve tried harder!” ”I’m not going to lie… I am disappointed.” “No no! You’re great, but the sex was just really disappointing.” “Honestly, you’re the biggest disappointment of my life.” “You weren’t there for me when I needed you. Why do you expect me to be here for you now you need me?” “I had higher expectations of this.” “I had higher expectations of you.”
//post dentist sadness. Three teeth pulled.
Birthday Shopping.
“Hm… I have no idea.” She shook her head. “I suppose asking Marcy what she wants to her birthday might help us.”
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“Yeah we could.” Grave replied musingly, “But that’s cheating.” He grinned as he grabbed his car keys. “Oooh I got a few ideas actually.”
“Oh? Do tell?” She picked up her purse from the kitchen counter. “Because I’ve got absolutely nothing.”
“I’m thinking we can get her one of those massive industrial toolboxes.” Grave replied as he shrugged on his jacket, checked his wallet was there and headed for the door. “Maybe a few new tools too.”
“Oh, she’ll love that!” Jess smiled and put her shoes on. “That’s perfect.” She stood on her toes and kissed his cheek.
“Why thank you.” He grinned as he led the way to the car. He held the door open for Jess before clambering into the driver’s seat.
She slipped into the passengers seat. "Okay, so, first stop is the hardware store?" She laughed.
((I figured I should attach the actual meme itself just in case)) "You're drunk!" (Send me ‘You’re drunk!’ for my muse saying something to your muse they normally wouldn't.)
((Good idea :P))Grave was sprawled across the sofa, empty beer bottles all over the place. He looked up as Jess walked in, “I’m sorry babe. I got real sad that I’ll probably outlive you and Sten and Marcy and I don’t want to.”
She just sighed and sat on the couch, lifting his head into her lap. “I know.” Jess ran her fingers through his hair. “But it’s entirely inevitable, you know that.”
“I know. I just don’t want to have to face the hurt all over again.” He buried his face in Jess’s midriff.
“I know, honey.” She looked down at him. “And I’m sorry I can’t make it easier. But we still have all of this time left, and we can make the best of it.” She rubbed his back gently.
“True.” He replied, not moving from his spot yet. “And we will right after I sober up.”
"Okay." Jess absently played with his hair. "I love you." She murmured. "Everything's gonna be okay."
Birthday Shopping.
“Hm… I have no idea.” She shook her head. “I suppose asking Marcy what she wants to her birthday might help us.”
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“Yeah we could.” Grave replied musingly, “But that’s cheating.” He grinned as he grabbed his car keys. “Oooh I got a few ideas actually.”
“Oh? Do tell?” She picked up her purse from the kitchen counter. “Because I’ve got absolutely nothing.”
“I’m thinking we can get her one of those massive industrial toolboxes.” Grave replied as he shrugged on his jacket, checked his wallet was there and headed for the door. “Maybe a few new tools too.”
"Oh, she'll love that!" Jess smiled and put her shoes on. "That's perfect." She stood on her toes and kissed his cheek.
((I figured I should attach the actual meme itself just in case)) "You're drunk!" (Send me ‘You’re drunk!’ for my muse saying something to your muse they normally wouldn't.)
((Good idea :P))Grave was sprawled across the sofa, empty beer bottles all over the place. He looked up as Jess walked in, “I’m sorry babe. I got real sad that I’ll probably outlive you and Sten and Marcy and I don’t want to.”
She just sighed and sat on the couch, lifting his head into her lap. “I know.” Jess ran her fingers through his hair. “But it’s entirely inevitable, you know that.”
“I know. I just don’t want to have to face the hurt all over again.” He buried his face in Jess’s midriff.
"I know, honey." She looked down at him. "And I'm sorry I can't make it easier. But we still have all of this time left, and we can make the best of it." She rubbed his back gently.
Birthday Shopping.
“Hm… I have no idea.” She shook her head. “I suppose asking Marcy what she wants to her birthday might help us.”
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“Yeah we could.” Grave replied musingly, “But that’s cheating.” He grinned as he grabbed his car keys. “Oooh I got a few ideas actually.”
"Oh? Do tell?" She picked up her purse from the kitchen counter. "Because I've got absolutely nothing."
((I figured I should attach the actual meme itself just in case)) "You're drunk!" (Send me ‘You’re drunk!’ for my muse saying something to your muse they normally wouldn't.)
((Good idea :P))Grave was sprawled across the sofa, empty beer bottles all over the place. He looked up as Jess walked in, “I’m sorry babe. I got real sad that I’ll probably outlive you and Sten and Marcy and I don’t want to.”
She just sighed and sat on the couch, lifting his head into her lap. "I know." Jess ran her fingers through his hair. "But it's entirely inevitable, you know that."
Birthday Shopping.
Grave was cuddled up on the sofa with Jess when he suddenly looked up sharply. “Shit it’s Marcy’s birthday in like a week. We need to go out and get her a present.”
Jess glanced up at him. “Oh, shit you’re right.” She sat up. “We need to start writing this stuff down.” Jess sighed and rolled off of the couch. “Get a calendar or something maybe.”
“We can pick one up while we’re out.” He smiled as he stood up. “Where should we start though?”
"Hm... I have no idea." She shook her head. "I suppose asking Marcy what she wants to her birthday might help us."