I've been resource gathering for YEARS so now I am going to share my dragons hoard
Floorplanner. Design and furnish a house for you to use for having a consistent background in your comic or anything! Free, you need an account, easy to use, and you can save multiple houses.
Comparing Heights. Input the heights of characters to see what the different is between them. Great for keeping consistency. Free.
Magma. Draw online with friends in real time. Great for practice or hanging out. Free, paid plan available, account preferred.
Smithsonian Open Access. Loads of free images. Free.
SketchDaily. Lots of pose references, massive library, is set on a timer so you can practice quick figure drawing. Free.
SculptGL. A sculpting tool which I am yet to master, but you should be able to make whatever 3d object you like with it. free.
Pexels. Free stock images. And the search engine is actually pretty good at pulling up what you want.
Figurosity. Great pose references, diverse body types, lots of "how to draw" videos directly on the site, the models are 3d and you can rotate the angle, but you can't make custom poses or edit body proportions. Free, account option, paid plans available.
Line of Action. More drawing references, this one also has a focus on expressions, hands/feet, animals, landscapes. Free.
Animal Photo. You pose a 3d skull model and select an animal species, and they give you a bunch of photo references for that animal at that angle. Super handy. Free.
Height Weight Chart. You ever see an OC listed as having a certain weight but then they look Wildly different than the number suggests? Well here's a site to avoid that! It shows real people at different weights and heights to give you a better idea of what these abstract numbers all look like. Free to use.
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THAT FIRST SITE IS EVERY WRITER’S DREAM DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY TIMES I’VE TRIED WRITING SOMETHING AND THOUGHT GOD DAMN IS THERE A SPECIFIC WORD FOR WHAT I’M USING TWO SENTENCES TO DESCRIBE AND JUST GETTING A BUNCH OF SHIT GOOGLE RESULTS
Palestinian men and boys in Gaza describe the torture, humiliation, and dehumanization that they suffered during their time as captives of the Israeli occupation forces. “They forced us to make dogs’ sounds,” one man tells the camera. “If you refused to do so, they would beat you.” Another tells the reporter, “When they saw us falling asleep, they would come with a lighter and burn our backs with it.”
“Every hour was like years,” the same man says. “The torture was unbelievable.” Reports have emerged in recent days of mass roundups, torture, and execution of men and boys in Beit Hanoun and other parts of north Gaza. Detainees were identified by loved ones and others in the community who recognized them from the photos the occupation forces have been releasing.
As more footage and testimony are released, the depth of the horrors inflicted upon our people in Gaza are being brought to light. While we may never know the full extent of those horrors, what we already know is enough for any person of conscience to be able to identify as war crimes that are as depraved as they are systematic.
“My message for the world is to look at those detainees,” the final detainee tells viewers. “We are respected people. We are not animals.”
a/n: obligatory English is not my first language warning, I’m sorry if things don’t make sense.
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Song Mingi was an enigma.
Filled with riddles and unanswerable questions. But his sweet smile will leave you breathless.
An enigma.
A mystery.
Who is he?
Where did he come from?
Why is he here?
Questions with answers that always remained vague.
The Ocean.
Song Mingi feels like the ocean.
One moment you find yourself in front of a charming reflection on just the mere surface. Then you find yourself gasping for air in a body of water. It feels lonely, it feels cold. Yet after the struggle, it feels peaceful and surreal.
He was not the peace nor was he the feeling complete bliss. He was not the gasps for air, or the struggle to stay afloat, nor was he the feeling of complete helplessness.
No, he wasn’t any of these things.
Song Mingi was the gravity that made you sink to the bottom.
Song Mingi was the pressure of the water dragging you down the floor of the ocean.
Song …
Mingi watched you struggle as he engulfed you deeper in the water.
But his sweet words filled empty hearts, his eyes lit up the dark, and his touch warm up your insides.
Mingi…
That same Song Mingi whose lips feel soft and tender. Whose eyes are gentle, whose hugs feel like a warm teddy bear on a cold winter evening.
That Mingi who’d steal glances and smile. That Mingi would wave after long boring lectures about statistics and calculus.
That Song Mingi who touches you like a fragile flower, that Song Mingi who is slow and patient. Whose deep voice would send chills down your spine each time he would whisper sweet nothings and naughty secrets in your ears.
The thing about Song Mingi is that despite his appearance, he is quite soft and couldn’t say no to you. Not when you’re dragging your nails across his stripped skin. Not when your back is arched for him to have deeper access to you. Not when his name is bouncing off the walls. And definitely not when you look at him. Not with the look that gets you what you want, whenever you wanted.
That night.
That night where you drowning in pleasure, where he explored every inch of your body and left marks to claim you as his. That night where his bare chest was against yours. The ride to Heaven alongside made you feel like you were on top of the world. Song Mingi made sure you were in absolute ecstasy.
But that is the thing about the ocean.
It’s terrifying.
One day you can just have harmless fun, then the next moment you’re drowning and part of an unforgiving food chain.
See, the ocean does not care about who you are. It does not matter to it at all.
But if you’re not careful, you are stuck in a hell that never ends.
You just fall, deeper and deeper into a place where all hope is lost.
Just an overwhelming feeling of despair and nothingness.
The moment you fell into that ocean that is Song Mingi, it was a lost cause. You already had dove head-first into the illusion that looked like what could be love.
So you watched him get his clothes on the edge of the bed. He scratched the back of his head while avoiding eye contact. Scratch that, he was completely avoiding you.
The wave of guilt hit you pretty fast as you just gathered your things on your side of the room.
‘We shouldn’t have done this.’ His voice wasn’t as warm as it usually was. It was dry and cutthroat. The struggle was already over before you knew it was. You looked around you and the room was already sinking.
Water was not forgiving, and you grew exhausted. You held your breath and bit the inside of your cheek. When you took a quick peek at him and he was already fully dressed from head to toe. His head hung low as you feel the sense of regret coming from his side of the room. He had his back turned towards you as he clings to the doorknob. There was no stopping him, the room was now underwater. He could only save himself in this wreck.
‘Yeah …’ You just sighed in defeat. There was no use to fight.
And just like that, Song Mingi had left you on that cold ocean floor, with an unbearable and haunting silence. The lights flickered in the corner of your eyes as your heart tightened. Your prickly tears were running down your cheeks as you could only curse at yourself. How can you swim back to the surface? When the rays of the sun can’t even reach you?
And that day you vowed to never get near the ocean again, as it was still an enigma to you.
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