I love Seeing any kind of Sonic Art
So I wanted about anyone to submit any art here without being judge ~GirlinluvAnime
PLEASE PUT THE ART WORK IN THE RIGHT PLACE PLEASE ITS KIND OF STRESSFUL WHEN YOU DON'T, THANK YOU
IF YOU HAVE AN PROBLEM WITH THE GROUP OR BEING BULLIED
PLEASE NOTE ME, I WOULD LIKE THIS GROUP TO BE BULLIED FREE
No Haters or Trolls mean you immature people.
No Silver Hate Art < because I'm fan of Silver the Hedgehog
No Stolen Art work must be made from you
No Screen Shots from Cartoons,Anime,Games
Yaoi/Yuri are allowed
Straight couples allowed
Crack Couples are allowed
OC and OC couples are allowed
DONT ASK TO JOIN, JUST CLICK JOIN TO BE PART OF THE GROUP
Me encanta ver todo tipo de Sonic Arte
Así que yo quería sobre cualquier persona que presente cualquier arte aquí sin ser juez ~ GirlinluvAnime
POR FAVOR PONER LA OBRA DE ARTE EN EL LUGAR CORRECTO POR FAVOR SU TIPO DE ESTRÉS CUANDO NO, GRACIAS
SI USTED TIENE UN PROBLEMA CON EL GRUPO O ser intimidado
TENGA EN CUENTA ME, me gustaría que este grupo ser intimidado GRATIS
Los enemigos no significa que usted o Trolls personas inmaduras.
No hay odio de Arte de Silver (porque soy fan de Silver the Hedgehog)
No hay trabajo de arte robadas se debe hacer de usted
No hay capturas de pantalla de dibujos animados, anime, juegos
Yaoi / Yuri se permite
Parejas heterosexuales permitido
Parejas grieta se les permite
Parejas OC y OC se les permite
NO pido que se unan, haga clic SE UNEN PARA FORMAR PARTE DEL GRUPO
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