The artwork will ultimately lose all ties to the original artist, so that people finding it on the internet will have absolutely no means of finding out who was responsible for creating it, and won’t be able to contact the original artist to let them know that someone else is making money off their artwork by selling it on t-shirts.
But you know, really, who cares, so long as you were able to get a giggle or two out of your followers from reposting that funny Pokemon/Yugioh fanart.
It feels good that apparently, a character you run the ask blog for raised someone’s spirits enough that they decided to not commit suicide, and instead sought advice from said blog, or comfort.
It also feels good to see that other ask blogs do the same for people, those who feel that they don’t have very long due to an illness, and merely seek a hug or some comforting words from their favorite character.
It took all Dark X had not to just spring out of his chair and strangle the redhead in front of his husband, but thankfully he was too drunk to really do much. He simply shot a death-glare over to X before remembering that it was now Vi-kun’s turn.
Zero ran his fingers through X’s hair and chuckled softly. He ended up kissing X again like he’d done moments before.
The lavender head growled softly and pouted as he peeked at the kiss. ‘My prototype. MINE!’ he thought with high levels of jealousy. Hopefully no one noticed…
Once released, Axl turned and wobbled back to his place beside Lumine. “Now can you reassure Dark-san that I’m not trying to steal you from him? His negative vibes are making the room’s atmosphere very tense.”
X wrapped his arms around Zero’s neck when the blonde kissed him, too drunk to care. He cracked one eye open when Axl spoke, chuckling mentally.
“Only if you tell the new-gen to stop burning a hole through my head.” Virus Zero stated lazily pointing at Lumine. He wasn’t sure if he was the only one who noticed or not, but he was sure that the purple haired reploid wanted to kill him.
Dark X shifted so he was sitting on his new spouse’s lap and purred softly, nuzzling the crook of the blonde’s neck. ”Well it’sh Vi-kun’sh turn now,” he commented before glancing over at X and Zero. ”Er………unless…it’sh over.”
Mislead bitterness left aside. She had been a fool, but at least she realized it and now was trying to fix it.
Cream wasn’t really planning to go there. Weddings are quite particular events, and she wasn’t someone very close, at least not yet.
She decided to drop by to see how her gift, which was the cake, turned out, and now to bring another little gift, for the guys in particular, hence why she was with a purse, so she could carry the gift without dropping it.
In the way, she spoke with Aliblu (And Skarlette) who were peeking on the drunkards, and went to leave her gift.
The lady silently widened the door a little and got in, quietly closing it behind her back. She stood close to the door, her back leaned against it as she watched the “smashed truth or dare” going on. She kept quiet to not interrupt in any way that could be sudden or rough. She stood there almost like a student in a new school between strangers, it could take a moment for her presence to be noticed.
((Sorry, I just wanted to leave a gift, I plan to be brief. In any case, just skip me.))