#relaxed pace

[strangetidesrp]

Celebrating 4 Years! 🎉

Welcome to Strange Tides. We're a 21+ Supernatural Genre Roleplay with a modern-day dystopian twist. We have 8 species for you to choose from with more than 20 different subspecies to play! All characters can pick and choose any amount of unique abilities. This is a relaxed paced 3/3/3 community-driven site, with a zero word count on posts and a simple profile application process. Must be 21+ to join. Happy Writing!

Site Ratios (as of Mar 1st)

Dragons - 16

Espers - 15

Ethereals - 38

Fae - 34

Humans - 12

Shifters - 42

Vampires - 26

Witches - 30

Juneau, Alaska

Population: 31,973

It all started in 2020. Worldwide, over the span of a year, one by one, a variety of supernatural species made themselves known to humanity. For some, there was no other choice, their realms were completely cut off, others with hiding places were no longer safe.

Chaos emerged. Those that rebelled were branded monsters. The world wasn't ready.

The transition was an uphill battle for many.

Not all supes could control their abilities. Many were displaced from their homes. The world initially reacted with stricter laws against ability usage and more bias over certain species. Riots against this broke out. Some countries had it worse than others.

Even with all of its issues, the city of Juneau became a known safe haven from some of the worst mistreatments.

Two years since and to the present day, the laws have eased up and what came with it were more supes in power. Around Juneau, it's pretty common to see more supes than humans - that's if you have the eye for telling the difference.

A few factions have fractured off into their own clans��and have been scheming for more rights and control of the city. There are also rumors circulating of legendary powered creatures and their own motives.

Not to mention, the city is still being rebuilt from the last legendary making it's presence known. Public displays of ability usage has since changed from disapproved and became strictly prohibited.

There's never a shortage of strange tidings around Juneau.

So, what's your story?

[my-autism-adhd-blog]

6 Things I Am No Longer Apologizing For As An Autistic Person

Neurodivergent_lou

[akkivee]

JAKURAIS SOLO IS CALLED POMP AND GALLANTRY

HIFUMIS SOLO IS CALLED THE LAST SONG OF THE BEGINNING

DOPPOS SOLO IS CALLED ANDANTE

AND THE DRAMA TRACK IS CALLED NOT FOR YOU

[fireandspit]

A TOUCH OF SALVE | Cover

yay, new comic time! new pages will be posted on mondays. enjoy!

[zhongrin]

if you see this, and you're about to sleep (like me), i hope we both get a good rest and our f/os visits us in our dreams ᰔᩚ

if you're just starting your day, good luck and i hope your day will be good and filled with positive things coming straight to your way ᰔᩚ

and if you're in the middle of your day, i hope you're given strength to tackle the remaining hours before you can kick back and relax ᰔᩚ

[wutheringmights]

Chapter 29: The Fairy Proxi & The King's Guard Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Additional Tags: Linked Universe (Legend of Zelda), Alternate Universe, Character Study, War, world building, Trauma, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Political Intrigue, Found Family, Angst and Humor, Warriors is a very complicated person, Warriors also does not know Time is Mask, Warriors (Linked Universe)-centric, Canon-Typical Violence, Heavy Angst, Manipulation, Morally Ambiguous Character, Please read content warnings before each chapter, Abuse, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Physical Abuse, Implied Sexual Content, Power Imbalance, Implied/Referenced Torture, Blood and Injury, Disabled Character, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat Summary: “You are going to hear a lot of terrible things about me. Most of it is going to be true.” Being the hero who saved Hyrule from a bloody war was a thankless job that left Warriors with more regrets than he cared to remember. He only started to heal after meeting his fellow heroes from across time and joining them on their quest to defeat the black-blooded monsters. But when his time-hopping journey takes him back home, he finds his kingdom on the brink of war once more. This war threatens to ensnare not only Warriors, but his newfound family as well. Warriors will do whatever it takes to keep them safe, even if that means becoming a traitor to the kingdom he gave up everything to save. But the harder Warriors works to protect his family, the more the secrets of his dark past come to life. Who is Captain Link Walton, the Hero of Warriors? What happened to the two other heroes he had once fought alongside all those years ago? When this is over, will Warriors even have a family left to save or is he doomed to repeat his past mistakes? (Once, there were three brothers: the captain, the engineer, and the child. Their story did not have a happy ending.)

I was going to joke about how not even AO3 outages can stop this fic, but an AO3 outage did in fact prevent me from posting last night.

Did I use that time to fix all of the obvious flaws in this chapter? No. This chapter is a plague upon my existence, and I wish I had bludgeoned it to death with a baseball bat.

In this installment of, ya know, this whole mess:

Link tries to help the mysterious light he found in the snow

Warriors endeavors to establish a foothold of power within Castle Town

Hey kids! Do you like learning the names of random old men? No? Too bad :)

>> Read It Here >>

[toytle]

littlest pet shop sketch practice! gotta prepare for all my lps blorbo aus and for opening lps comms soon too shh

which one’s your favorite? i’m partial to the otter if only bc she was the easiest to draw haha

[naixaie]

[icewindandboringhorror]

Some (late) holiday photos of the boye~!

[discordiansamba]

wait the events of crescent island also take place on the day of the full moon. thinking about the traditional werewolf au. zuko's really playing fast and loose with his secret there. he escapes before the moon rises, but just barely. and of course, he tracks the moon. he can sense it. he knows the risks when he ignores his uncle's advice.

(it also means when he returns after his failure, he's trapped on his ship for the duration of the full moon. he can't even go above deck. they're still in fire nation waters. he can't risk being seen by someone who isn't a part of his crew.)

[itspileofgoodthings]

I mean I’m obsessed with crash landing on you because it’s like if a hallmark movie was good and that is fascinating to my brain and healing to my heart.

[buttercup-art]

"Is it hot in here, or is it just me?"

[random-xpressions]

Travelling at my own pace. I could see some rushing and thinking that I'm slow. I could also see some resting and thinking that I'm fast. But dear world, comparison is the villain and I'm here at no competition with any. Unto you, your journey and unto me, mine.

Random Xpressions

[moe-broey]

I. Did not achieve a lot today (understandable considering the circumstances), but. You need to See.

The SADDEST. SOGGIEST. Sharena I have EVER drawn.

Also maybe a little snippet as a treat...

You'll have to fight my messy roughs and handwriting for it though 😤😤😤

[c-53]

Mjolnir/Durandal is ketamine boyfriend for cocaine girlfriend TO ME

[cadrenebula]

Prompt #4: Reticent

Cedrik stared at the crackling of the flames the campfire put off. The man who had offered to share his fire was talking. Not that Cedrik really cared much. Was it rude to ignore his host? Sure. But he wasn't here to make friends. He just wanted to warm up before he moved on.

Other than Marcy, he was done making friends. He was done getting close to people. It just led to hurt and heartache. Marcy still wasn't pleased that he wouldn't talk about what happened. It wasn't any of their business though. This was Cedrik's pain and mess. There wasn't anything Marcy could fix.

A glance down at the small mandragora plush he'd stolen from Aryn's place. Only vaguely recognizing that the man was trying to get his attention now. Looking up to the offering of a warm mug of something to drink.

"Seems you got a lot on your mind, lad. Drink this. I have some hunting to do but you're welcome to linger here a bit unless you have anything you want to talk about."

"No, I don't. I just needed to get warm. Thank you." Cedrik at least remembered his manners as he took the offered cup. Taking a sniff of it, warm cider according to his nose. With a slight hint of something stronger. Some kind of spirits probably. Not enough to get one drunk though. Just enough that would take the edge off the hurt.

He watched till the hunter walked off into the woods. He'd spend a little longer warming up before he continued on. After all if he lingered too long then Marcy would worry. Not that Marcy ever looked worried outwardly but they clearly worried about him none the less. He'd finish this hunt and make his way back before too long. Blast the chilly weather here. Even against his naturally warm temperature, it was annoying.