satoriofrps:

askasato:

reblogs that post from rai and then remembers i never started sourcing my reaction pics from either of my rp accounts oOPS

…

I will…

just…

someone just kill me

I’m the biggest bitch around.

omfg no you’re perfectly okay

no one knows the importance of sourcing at first alL IS OK like really before i knew my main blog was a huge mess of unsourced art shdfhdsh

ヽ(；▽；)ノ it’s no big deal! now you know!!

reblogs that post from rai and then remembers i never started sourcing my reaction pics from either of my rp accounts oOPS

askraiofsetsura:

fffyeahanimangaicons:

50 icons. Icons credited to various iconers on livejournal. Please notify if you are one.
Rehost images, place. Credit is not necessary but is appreciated. Use as desired.

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This is what I’m talking about btw. 

How not to use other people’s work: the blog.

None of the stuff on this blog is credited to the specific artists, just to a website (livejournal or zerochan). And the kicker is, they add a clause that you can use the icons as you want and credit isn’t necessary. This is rude and disrespectful to the original artists/iconers. Crediting “livejournal” is like crediting 4chan, it’s a “zero fucks given” policy for credit. There are thousands of icons and icon makers on lj. 

Don’t do this, guys.

The bottom line is, if you can’t be bothered to source it, don’t use it.

asktokino:

His eyes widen a bit in surprise, but he returns to his normal smile, as the other cat  bites the fruit and he sees an hint of smile. He chuckles lightly at the compliment. Maybe it is another cat without money, well, it is just some fruits, I can handle it. After all, he just steals it from his own real father, the money he earned being used to live at an cheaper inn.

“Thanks, I try to always collect the perfect ones!”

He was smiling warmly at the cat, but his mind actually went to try to recognize the faces he needed to remember. It wasn’t much, Konoe’s, Rai’s, the mute cat one, Verg… And one of the innkeepers, Bardo. But the fact that this cat was using an hood at Seran made him get confused, why someone would hide it’s face in the most peaceful and welcoming town? And with this thought, he took one kuim for himself and bit it, trying to make the other comfortable when eating.

/asato watched the cat closely, a bit unsure of who he was, but he seemed friendly enough. the fruit he ‘gave’ him was very delicious too, that’s for sure. as he took another bite, savoring the taste, he listened./

The perfect ones?

Are all of them not good…?

/it seemed odd to him that fruits this tasty could be any but good. he wondered if some just rotted before they could be picked, or perhaps they were just not as good tasting as the rest from birth. well, whatever it was, they had to be at least acceptable tasting. he turned his view to the other fruits he had. they all were of the same color, although in different shades, but it was never as if they were a different type. although he already had a fruit in hand, his mouth watered at the thought of more of it. he liked the salty taste of meat better than sourness, but it seemed he was too hungry to care./

asksangakonoe:

/The answer Konoe recieved didn’t clarify the reason for the other cat’s actions, it just confused him even more. Maybe he should have asked more specifically. In situations like these Konoe often had no clue what was possibly going on in the black cat’s head. It frequently made him impatient, but at least he hardly got mad anymore; he had somehow gotten used to his behaviour.
He walked a bit slower, staring at Asato’s back absentmindedly. Not only had he gotten used to his behaviour, he had come to like it long ago, no matter how troublesome it could be from time to time.
Hearing the latter suddenly cut off his thoughts - even after thinking things like that, it agitated him. He couldn’t help but feel a bit mad now, stopping in his tracks and letting the tip of his tail lightly hit the ground in irritation. Apparently his own actions hadn’t conveyed what he had intended them to at all. At least he managed to suppress a quiet growl, Asato would certainly only feel approved in his thoughts of Konoe rejecting such actions. Gulping, he tried to speak as calm as possible./

…Asato.

/In the end it blurted out more impatiently than he had wanted, but there was no going back now. It was frustrating, Asato had probably noticed that already./

Don’t just jump to conclusions like that.

/He almost cringed inside upon saying this, didn’t it sound too cold again? Too rejecting? Giving in to his own worries, he let out a deep sigh. Words alone would lead to nothing. After hesitating for a moment, he forced himself to cautiously approach Asato, at least closing the physical gap between them. As he was near enough, he lowered his head to gently nuzzle the other cat’s shoulder, deciding to keep his head there for the time being. Maybe this would give Asato proof that he needn’t worry about being rejected - it also hid his slightly embarrassed expression./

It’s… not fair if you do that.
I always told you if something bothered me, didn’t I?
If I don’t like something, I’d say it.

/Being able to put his thoughts to words so clearly surprised him, normally it would have taken him ages to get out something like that. Ages and a lot of worrying, a lot of hesitating. He took a deep breath, inhaling Asato’s familiar scent. The irritation he had felt was gone and he finally felt calm again./

/when the other cat’s steps slowed and reduced to a stop, a confused look spread across his face and he crinkled his eyebrows as he turned to look back at the cat. he assumed this would’ve made him a bit happier, without bothering to babysit him like a mother cat with a huge kitten, but instead he almost seemed irritated. konoe’s anger was hidden under his gentle exterior, but asato could still hear the agitation in his steady voice. his dark ears began to turn back in shame; he had done the exact opposite of what he had intended. he’d upset the beloved cat instead of making him happier. he stepped back, as if he was preparing a shameful retreat, but paused when konoe suddenly began to grow closer. the other cat’s head landed on his shoulder, making asato stiffen without thinking./

Ko… Konoe?

/he lifted his hands from his side and began to move them to konoe, but froze as if he wasn’t sure where to place them. he listened to his words quietly, his ears flat against his head in shame. konoe was right– he had never lied to him before, yet out of his own distrust, he had decided it in his mind that the other cat would hate it and call it disgusting if he wanted to touch him./

Yes!

/a quick reply to him came, sounding like he hadn’t really listened. but his ears were perked, and a new sense of excitement had filled him. he was, as simply put, easily pleased./

…. Konoe!

/the gates had finally opened. the black cat, without thinking very much about it, moved forward and took the smaller cat into his arms. his tail stood tall as he wrapped them around his neck and stuck his nose into his hair affectionately. a smile was spread across his mouth, and the walk they were going on was soon lost in his mind, or even that there might be others watching. konoe had said it was okay, and he believed him, even if it was a rather exaggeration of what he had originally agreed to./

Thank you! 

ALRIGHT. i’m sorry for being inactive recently, omfg. the summer laziness hit me and i had (and still have) a few games to play that ate up my free time.

if i owe anyone replies that i don’t know about (i def have one for konoe), message me about it and i’ll get on it!

also, i’m gonna release my main tumblr here so if you see me blawging and i still have things to do here, you can harass me via ask, ok. like really, DON’T EVEN BE SHY ABOUT IT. i’m the world’s slowest rper.

this thing

and yeah. that’s about it, omg. sorry again for being inactive so suddenly. 

ヽ(；▽；)ノ 

asksangakonoe:

Wild berries? Sounds good to me.

/Taking a deep breath, the cat with the crooked tail decided he would keep all these confusing thoughts to himself. Telling Asato would only result in him misunderstanding something, maybe words just weren’t the right at the moment. At least he finally felt calm, especially because they hardly came past any cat while walking through the unuasually quiet streets. He noticed a silent glance from a random passerby, though it didn’t bother him much to his own surprise. The other cats all seemed to be preoccupied with something else recently. It was their business and Konoe didn’t want to think about it anymore, at least for today. Feeling so content and carefree was actually very rare for him./

…Asato?

/Lowering his ears, he glanced towards the other cat in slight disbelief. Hearing these words made that calm feeling vanish as quickly as it had appeared; did he do something wrong? It disappointed him how easily this lightheartedness could be disrupted, but he was also confused - even though Asato’s skin was a bit darker, he could clearly see the faint red flush on his cheeks, even after he had let his hand go. It made no sense, he had been the one to ask to hold hands in the first place. Maybe it wasn’t Konoe’s fault but rather something else bothering him? Having to speak up seemed unavoidable now but still better than creating even more misunderstandings by not talking at all./

—Why? Is everything okay?

/The sudden gap between them was discouraging, although that wouldn’t make him give up so fast. He didn’t want that awkward gesture of trying to close this gap to be in vain, it had costed him a lot of nerves and worrying to simply touch him in public./

Y… You were the one that suggested it.

It…

It wouldn’t be good.

/control was important. he didn’t wish to be hated by others, especially the cat standing near to him this moment, so he had to keep himself in check. however, the growing want and need was starting to affect him. his skin felt hot, and the tingling sensation that occurred when any other cat touched him gave him a weird feeling; the sort of feeling you should only have when you’re with someone who you love very much, or when you’re by yourself in the heat season. and even the slightest touch from konoe seemed to make him wanting more. disgusting! horrid! he was sure that would be the answer to anything he did. 

Touching is not good.

/he mumbled out the words stiffly, his cheeks feeling a bit like they were on fire. awkward words spilled from his mouth as he went on, his hands fidgeting.

Konoe won’t like it, and I don’t want to do anything Konoe doesn’t like.

/he could feel his claws sliding out, the urge to race away to who knows where strong. he wanted to scratch something to destroy these feelings that were bubbling in his chest when ever he was close to this cat. he didn’t think he quite knew what ‘love’ was at this point, but maybe it was possible to place that word with these emotions. he at least hoped that the other cat would never grow to dislike him. he didn’t think his heart could take things like that from the smaller, crooked tailed cat.