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gabriel enjoyer 🫶
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19 years old - multifandom - MDNI
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fruitsaasa.bsky.social
November 21, 2025 at 4:23 AM
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wasimaymay.bsky.social
sorry 總是畫這種圖
November 14, 2025 at 5:35 PM
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evilmusemachines.bsky.social
69 follower special #ultrakill
November 12, 2025 at 2:06 AM
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goodlordtherescock.bsky.social
What the Halloween outfit had me thinking #Ultrakill #Minosgabe
November 2, 2025 at 5:37 PM
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navydemon144.bsky.social
Felt a bit bummed so I drew them getting freaky.
#ultrakill #ultrakillnsfw #gabrielultrakill #nsfwart
October 1, 2025 at 1:21 PM
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debauchedmachine.bashghost.net
*stumbles out of the kitchen*

#wireplay
September 20, 2025 at 1:45 AM
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revihssins.bsky.social
painting practice (idk what im doing)(gabe ur my test dummy)
Messy Gabriel painting of him lying nude on his back, forearm/hand over helm, thighs slightly spread.
August 25, 2025 at 3:00 PM
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wasimaymay.bsky.social
不管哪個尺寸的他們我都很喜歡，難以抉擇
August 10, 2025 at 12:34 PM
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abnormalkryptid.bsky.social
Have some fuck ass Gabriel Sketches I guess

#KryptidsHoard #Ultrakill
July 11, 2025 at 2:03 AM
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debauchedmachine.bashghost.net
gaboobies wip
July 24, 2025 at 8:07 PM
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researchraloof.bsky.social
Domestic au but v2 has a side job
#ultrakill
July 24, 2025 at 5:17 AM
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evilmusemachines.bsky.social
some sketches #ultrakill
July 1, 2025 at 4:29 PM
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chewedwires.bsky.social
Big angel small robot
#ultrakill #ultrakillnsfw
July 3, 2025 at 1:06 AM
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mer3031.bsky.social
#ULTRAKILL
July 7, 2025 at 11:44 AM
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hectictulip.bsky.social
various gabes in blue #ultrakill
July 6, 2025 at 1:04 PM
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vermindrawsevil.bsky.social
Sketches I’ll try to finish up at some point. V1lings get pampered like they deserve ❤️
#ultrakill #Gabv1el
May 16, 2025 at 11:19 PM
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frogba1t.bsky.social
Paint me like one of your French angels, machine

(Crosspost, I'm sorry Gianni)

#ultrakill #getgianni #gabriel #fanart
May 20, 2025 at 7:31 PM
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musemachines.bsky.social
god's sluttiest angel #ultrakill
May 23, 2025 at 6:04 AM
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researchraloof.bsky.social
Fraud spoilers
Providence huh...
#ultrakill
June 8, 2025 at 9:48 PM
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absintheansfolly.bsky.social
i fucking hate it here the council found out im sexually attracted to industrial machinery and then they laughed at me and threw me in the fucking wire pit. little do they know it only turns me on more so who's winning now, idiots

im shameless enough to maintag. sure

#gabrielultrakill #ultrakill
June 11, 2025 at 4:42 PM
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shiverpei.bsky.social
yippe yay #ultrakill
no shading this time
Gabriel wearing a sparkling white and blue dress.
June 20, 2025 at 5:26 PM
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aqualotic.bsky.social
literally me at any given point throughout the development of this fic: hey what if they fight and then fuck about it?

#GabV1el #Ultrakill 🔞🔞🔞
"Fuck--" A curse, hissed through tightly gritted teeth, is spared the barest of breath before being punched out of his chest. Stars burst from behind half of Gabriel's eyes, and the other half vaguely register the blur of a miraculously standing streetpost passing by to his left, as he's blasted across the shattered street. Reflexes prevent him from colliding bodily with the base of the heavily damaged high-rise, twisting his legs beneath him to take the brunt of the impact, but he barely manages to lift Splendor in time to block V1's oncoming winch, preventing what would have been a decisive follow-up attack. "You're going to have to do better than that!" He shouts down at the machine, as they skid over concrete craters and scatterings of green. The archangel pushes himself off the building wall, pushes through the pain lancing up his spine, and swoops down towards his rival to clash yet again. He twists around a spray of nails and braves a barrage of shotgun pellets, all to get close enough for a victory blow. Barely a year-and-a-half since their run-in with that virus, Gabriel can still detect the telltale signs of flicking wings, and overeliance on that railcannon of theirs whenever they're about to lose the spar. It almost feels unfair, when they've yet to claim another victory against him since their scare. But Gabriel had made a point of ensuring he will not hold back, nor point out that little tell of theirs. They'll have to figure it out for themselves on the fly-- It's a microsecond after Gabriel registers his mistake that it occurs to him that this may have finally been taken into account. For where he swiftly teleports out of the way of the beam and lunges through the fissure that forms just behind the machine, they're already spinning 'round, crouched low to the ground. Two of his eyes, the ones not locked on the sight of their still-firing railcannon being dragged to the ground by the will of gravity, stare dumbly at the sight of their Knuckleblaster whirling around towards his armored knee. It does not hurt so as surpise, but that barely matters when it's more than enough time for V1 to execute their absurd counter. As he's knocked off his feet, the familiar thud of the Whiplash spearhead burrowing into holy steel cuts through his yelp. In the blink of an eye, the machine is upon him, shotgun ripping a fountain of blood from his stomach. The whitehot sensation of fiery shrapenal tearing at him hits Gabriel's head before he hits the ground, and he's only vaguely aware of being promptly disarmed. The world snaps back into focus with the dull thud of his body colliding with the Earth below, and the sharp schlink of both his swords being stabbed into the ground on either side of him. Twin stings blossom along the sides of his throat, the pain bright admist the nauseating sensation of his senses being knocked askew. The world rights itself at last to the sight of V1's knees digging into his pauldrons, and the X of his own swords caging his neck, their edges kissing his flesh. Bladed wings flare into a dominent splay, soundlessly declaring victory as the wounds he'd given them all heal in a hurry, boistered by the blood they'd ripped from him. The fourth heaving gasp following the abrupt end of their battle is puncutated with a laugh, at both dazed and profoundly relieved. He bares a toothy grin, all fangs and mocking glee, and breathes, "Don't think you'll be so lucky next time, Machine-" His taunting is interrupted by the sudden withdrawal of his swords, gliding deeper into the scratches they've carved into his flesh. He opens his mouth to complain, but nothing comes out as he registers the sight of their glistening pussy, previously hidden by the flats of his stolen blades. V1 carelessly tosses either of them to the wayside, and Gabriel promptly forgets to chide them when they hurriedly shuffle forward on their knees, eagerly dragging their slick folds along the cross of his helm. Belated realization hits. Too-long has it been since the push-and-pull of battle led into the rites of lust. Something like guilt nags at him for a moment, but it's hurriedly dismissed as the warmachine begins grinding their cunt firmly against his helm. Saliva floods his mouth, and his gauntlets hurriedly clutch at their hips, stilling their desperate motions. "Off." He breathes, tone low and needy; at his murmured command, the glow of their eye goes dark, shutters sealing for good measure. Removing his helm with a well-practiced flourish, Gabriel drags their slick folds down to his mouth, wrapping his lips around their clit with a rumbling moan. He hears their fans kick into a frenzy for a brief moment, before their hands scrabble for purchase on the strength of dirt below. It's a feat made all the more difficult as he begins tonguing at the sensitive silicone nub, suckling gently every so often. Eventually, they latch onto something just out of his peripherals, and with balance at last secured, begin eagerly bucking their hips against his face. Faint traces of iron melt upon his palatte as brings them up just a little higher to drag his mouth along their drooling cunt. He teases at the rim of their pussy with the tip of his tongue, lips sucks open-mouth kisses into their gel-soft folds, nuzzles at their throbbing clit with his nose.
June 22, 2025 at 4:19 AM
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mothcpu.net
this heat, an evil heat #ULTRAKILL
Digital drawing of Mirage from Ultrakill wearing a black tank top and red shorts sitting on her knees in front of an old mechanical fan blowing at her chest area. She's lifting her tank top up and has her head tilted up with a tired expression. the background is white, and in the corner text reads "WARNING: HEAT SHIELD INTEGRITY COMPROMISED"
June 23, 2025 at 1:58 AM