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Undertale UTMV fan, multiship, age: 21+, I’ll draw sometimes 🔞minors dni🖤🤍💜
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(page 61/62)
Meanwhile the rest of the mersharks have forced Sans on his back. Cross is fascinated and playing with Sans' tail that Sans tries to move out harm's way by wagging it. Killer has wrapped his tail around a front flipper, and sunk his teeth to it, growling happily. Dust is resting on Sans' chest, pinning him down and interrogating him. Sans has his hands up in surrender. Dust: Did you kiss? Sans: no comment! Dust: Did you like it? Sans: no comment! Dust: Did he do the tongue thing? Sans: n-no comment! Dream sits prettily on a rock near Sans' head, amused by the happenings. Dream: Hurting their feelings counts too! Be careful! Nightmare: Sans. Nightmare has arrived, sitting on his new chair, floating higher than Sans, thus winning the one-sided conflict he started on the first page of this comic. He's wrapped part of his tentacles like crossed legs, some are up for show at his back, and some under him, holding a rock so he wont float away. One of his hands is scritching Horror's head, other he's leaning into, appearing very much in control and nonchalant about the situation. Horror purrs, happy for the scritches. Nightmare: You have returned what's ours, and in good health. If that was all, then shoo. Scuttle along then. Leave my territory. Killer has stopped biting the flipper to have a proper look at Nightmare. Killer: wow boss, so cool! Dust, Cross and Sans are also looking at the magnificent, interesting display. Off screen, Dream is too. All eyes are on the master of the territory. Sans: oh, wow.
December 2, 2025 at 2:12 AM
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Horror pulls from the seaweed bag one of the plastic garden chairs that were on the pier he visited when Sans was prepping for the egg laying. Horror: Ta-dah! The legged REALLY love sitting on these things! Nightmare: Is that so? Let me try it. Nighmare gingerly sits on it. Nightmare: So like this..? The chair immediately tries to float back to the surface as Horror lets go of it. Nightmare: Whoah! So floaty... .. did Sans see this? Horror: Nope! Nightmare: Excellent! Let's go see him off.
December 1, 2025 at 2:07 AM
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Horror rubs their cheeks together in an enthusiastic greeting, sending Nightmare's tears all over. Nightmare's tentacles are already checking his body for injuries and also pat Horror's head. Just holding Horror in his arms is clearly not enough. Horror: I'm back, Nightmare! Nightmare: O-of course you are! Why even leave! Horror: Because the best part.. is coming back home... They press their foreheads together. Nightmare: It better be! Horror: It always is! They share a sweet kiss. Until Nightmare pushes Horror away with his tentacle and arms and grimaces. Nightmare: ugh, you taste like Sans! Horror: Oh! So you've kissed him too? Nightmare falls immediately silent, looking away and pouting. Horror gives a big smile at this juicy discovery. Horror: ... hehe! Nightmare: ..Why is your bag floating? Horror: I brought you a souvenir!
November 30, 2025 at 12:58 AM
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Horror superswims to the dark crevice Nightmare was sitting in last time he saw him. He stops and peeks down, at the very bottom of it there's Nightmare in his small form, tentacles curled up and back hunched over. The sea current in the horizon has changed. Nigthmare: You have returned to me. So here I am, as promised. Nightmare is hiding his trembling hands from Horror. Nightmare: small.. pathe-- Horror: Nightmare!!! Nightmare: ack! Horror glomp-tackles Nightmare from behind. Nightmare's tentacle curls unwind.
November 29, 2025 at 2:46 AM
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Dream: ohhh.. so it isn't permanent..? Sans: nope! it'll wear out in a week or two. I trust you two to keep him safe until then. so... can you stop choking me now..? Dream: Haha! No. During all this talk Horror has been dealing the greeting cheek rubs to all his shark mates, pinning all three to the ground. Horror turns to look at Dream and Sans with a smile. Horror: I think Sans is leaving soon, so go give him hell. I'll bring Nightmare. Hearing this, Killer, Dust and Cross peek curiously at Sans, Killer's already giggling at what he'll do to the merturtle. Killer: Hey, flippers! Sans: wha-- Killer: catch this!! Sans: ack! Horror holds to his floaty seaweed bag, watching with a smile as all his mates approach Sans.
November 28, 2025 at 2:14 AM
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Killer: Horror! Horror: I'm back! Killer and Dust in sync: You're back! Cross: um.. welcome back! Dream watches the proper shark greetings (and Cross trying his best but doing it wrong) with mixed feelings, still trying with the fake smile, but then he realises who else is here and his smile is back (maybe not a happy one). He turns his head to Sans and starts approaching with grabby hands. Dream: ..Sssaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaans. Sans is understandably a little terrified, but waves a hello back. Sans: h-hello, Dream! Dream locks Sans' huge neck in a tight hold with his arms and squeezes, pressing their cheeks together, in a cheerfully angry manner. Dream: What did you do to him? And how many _limbs_ do you think it'll cost you? Sans: nothing! I swear! I just let him eat my eggs...
November 27, 2025 at 3:27 AM
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Suddenly one of the visitor's upon Dream, who finally recognises him. Dream: oh! Hor-- Horror: Dream!!! Horror glomp-tackles Dream from great speed. He rubs his right cheek to Dreams. Horror: I'm back, sunshine! Dream: I can see that! Once the greeting rubs have been done, Dream looks more closely at Horror, raising his hand to run his fingers on Horror's head, inspecting the constant sparkles on him. Dream: How.. are you..? Horror: Feeling great! Oh! They're here too! Horror notices the sharks peeking from the rocks a small distance away. Just because they had to stay behind doesn't mean they had to stay hidden! They didn't disobey Dream! Horror swims to them. Dream: cool... Looking after Horror, Dream tries to maintain a smile, but another expression is worming in strongly.
November 26, 2025 at 2:42 AM
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Dream: Alright, next one- *gasp* Dream turns to look towards the source of his sudden anxiety. Cross: ..Dream? Dream pulls himself together and turns to the sharks with a gentle smile. Dream: um.. seems like we're getting visitors! Dust: .. is it Horror and Sans? Dream listens to his god-senses for a moment. Dream: ..maybe..? They're approaching very fast. Dream starts swimming toward the visitors. Dream: You stay here and let me greet them first. Killer: But-! Dream raises his hand to block any argument. Dream: Stay. Killer: aw... Dream swims away, Killer's words shout behind him "Hurry up then!". Dream thinks to himself "please, please, please, be okay..."
November 25, 2025 at 3:26 AM
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Back at the bottom of the sea, Dream is gingerly holding a piece of seaweed between his index finger and thumb. Dream: Ready? Dream lets go of the seaweed, it starts to slowly drift to the bottom due to gravity. Killer: he he! Killer is in a hunting position on a rock, looking at the seaweed merrily. Dust is on another rock, in a lot more relaxed position, watching the falling seaweed. Dream: steady... Cross is on a rock of his own, too, tail and butt wiggling in anticipation of the seaweed falling closeby, his eyelights are big and he's clearly most into this game. The seaweed hits the ground. Dream, Killer, Dust and Cross all shout "go!" and there's a crash. The sharks are in a big hug pile, Cross is holding the seaweed up victoriously. Cross: I got it! Killer: Way to go, Crossy! Dust: You're so good at this. *sneakily fondles Cross' chest* Dream claps his hands despite them being under water. So strong! Dream: Well done!
November 24, 2025 at 3:13 AM
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When Horror disappears behind another clump of seaweed nearby, Sans exhales in relief. Sans: phew! looks like all went.. better than expected! *wink* But Horror's already coming back, having put the stolen thing into the seaweed bag, with super swimming speed (his tail literally goes "brrrr") and shouts: Horror: ok I got the thing let's GOOOOOOOO!! Sans: whoa-oah!! Horror grabs Sans' shell, intending to drag him along the whole way back to get home as soon as possible.
November 23, 2025 at 2:59 AM