Welcome to Sonic The Hedgehog Game Universe Couples!!
A club that looks for the most popular Sonic couples(from Canon Game universe), nothing much, nothing less. We're here to share fanarts with everyone.
What can be submit
Sonic x Amy (Has been hinted in games)
Knuckles x Rouge (Has been hinted in games)
Cream x Tails (popular but not canon)
Silver x Blaze (popular but not canon)
Shadow x Maria (Confirmed Brotp)
Jet x Wave (popular but not canon)
Romance or just neutral(brotp if you prefer) fanarts
Not allowed to submit
Crack pairing, OC x Canon, other shows or Comic Ships or just Fan characters.
(Hate, Gore, +18 fan-arts are prohibited)
How to Join?
Easy click on that button "Join Our Group" and you're in! And a Watch is always appreciated
|More Journal Entries|
End of the Universe: Chapter 2Chapter 2- One-Way Trip
Gardon and I ran as fast as our feet could carry us. And when that wasn’t fast enough and he started to slow down, I lassoed him in a green glow that surrounded us and tethered us together. Then I shot forward, through the halls and up the ladders, dragging him behind me. All the while, the roar grew closer, chilling my blood even in the wasteland heat.
Gardon reported to Nega. “We got a problem.”
Nega seemed to pick up on it before he even explained further. “Then get out of there.”
When we stumbled to the hole where we first entered the ship, we paused. The booming cries pulsed through the ship’s hull, shaking the floor, and seemed to come from all around us. I poked my head outside, searching the skies, but finding nothing. The buggy was right there. We could make a break for it.
But then Gardon and I realized something. The wind had died down. It was silent, like the eye of a storm, and sand no longer blurred our vi
End of the Universe: Chapter 1Chapter 1- A Dead World
Fire. Fire and screaming. Every night, when I close my eyes, that’s all I see. The same nightmare, surrounded by terrified people, running for their lives from chaos and destruction. Sometimes, I see my parents in the crowd, or friends I’ve known forever, all of us fleeing our village. Other times, it’s strangers and I’m caught up in the rush as they barrel toward the capital’s gate, hoping that the mighty walls and tall towers meant to protect them don’t crumble and bury them in a pile of rubble.
Always, I’m focused on moving forward. There’s nothing ahead but a desolate wasteland of trees burnt to ash, craggy valleys that used to be rivers and lakes, and a blood-red sky. I don’t pay attention to the smell of bodies engulfed in flames or the desperate cries of people pleading for mercy. Anyone who falls and isn’t trampled is left behind for the inevitable.
Every time, I’m always the last o