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flesh, nature, and thermoplastic 🔞 @aqualotic.bsky.social · Jul 13

Webbed site under perpetual construction but now functions as my own personal fanfic archive. Decidedly not mobile friendly.

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❄️🌼 @wasimaymay.bsky.social · 5h

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flesh, nature, and thermoplastic 🔞 @aqualotic.bsky.social · 9h

Eh, fuck it; snippet upon ye.

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“Shit--shitshitshit… “ He gasps, tone embarrassingly high, and almost misses the breathy whine The Drifter makes when he finally bottoms out. Fingers dig into the gaudy red sheets below as shudder wracks the other’s lean frame, and it takes every ounce of willpower he’s got to keep still, to keep still let the other adjust to the intrusion.

Not even fifteen seconds into that decision, the other's hips begin gyrating in small circles, grinding his dick deeper still. Hot, slick walls clench down with a shuddering sigh, like he’s relishing in the sensation of him fully sheathed in his pussy.
Fire bolts up his spine and punches another groan out of his ribcage. One of his hands finds The Drifter’s skinny hip entirely on some urgent instinct, gradually guiding the other into a steady but languid rhythm.

The Beheaded can still only recall “jack” and “shit” about himself and the world he hailed from, yet there remained multiple more occasions where sensory memories would somehow surface. The phantom taste of food, the smell of a breeze drifting in from the surrounding sea, the bite of a blade at his nonexistent neck. And now, the familiar rituals of two willing bodies getting down and dirty with one another.

“God--fuck.” Every upward thrust sends lightning burrowing through all his undead nerves. Has sex always felt this good? “You feel so… “

Brilliant pink and orange flares over pearly tattoos and thin, blue fur. He watches, transfixed, as his own colorful flames dance in the sheen of his inky black eyes. They are hazy and unfocused with unrestrained want, and rapt upon where they're connected. A hand lands upon his shoulder, gripping it for balance as he leans over the homunculus. Claws scrape at his overheated skin, and the idea of them drawing blood makes his dick twitch violently.

That line of thinking is immediately discarded when searching lips land upon everlasting flame, molding perfectly against warm, rosy-pink plasma. It's not enough to muffle his ragged moan as his thumb finally finds the other's clit.

“Y'know, last I checked, sex was a two-man show,” He teases, bucking his hips upwards and grinding his dick fervently into his throbbing cunt. The Drifter’s head snaps back, a soft but utterly debauched moan erupting from his scarred chest. “C’mon, lemme hear you.”

flesh, nature, and thermoplastic 🔞 @aqualotic.bsky.social · 9h

4.6k of Driftcells smutfic with no discernible word count estimate in sight. Cannot fucking believe two really well-animated episodes of a Subspace Emissary spiritual successor fanfic is scratching my brain somethin' fierce.

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windmillisles @windmillisles.bsky.social · 12h

soy el amante de mi enemigo
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#ultrakill #gabv1el

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anoxthon.bsky.social @anoxthon.bsky.social · 22h

hey so comms r open
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Melly @g0lden-mellydie.bsky.social · 22h

I fucking did it, I think this is the most beautiful art I ever did of Gabriel (lineart and sketch in the comments)

Inspired by alfons mucha art
#ULTRAKILL

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ENVY 🪽 @plaguedpriest.bsky.social · 21h

#deltarune tenna standee design i'll be selling on the 5th hehe

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🌒Night🌘 @devilcatdarling.bsky.social · 14d

I think that Hornet should kiss the robot knight.
#hollowknight #hollowknightfanart #hollowknightart #SilkSong #SecondSentinel

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Huffslove @huffslove.bsky.social · 1d

Silksong!

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Sombras @sombritas.bsky.social · Aug 23

blegh

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flesh, nature, and thermoplastic 🔞 @aqualotic.bsky.social · 1d

One of my very first character draft notes basically cemented that these two remain rivals for all time, from first clash to final battle. They push one another to be better and never really lose that competitive sense and deep-seated respect they hold for one another. True rivals in every way :D

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flesh, nature, and thermoplastic 🔞 @aqualotic.bsky.social · 1d

Thank you ☺️ and yes, the religious parallels are a bit more intentional now. I never actually realized the extent of the Adam and Eve parallels I'd drawn until recently, heh ^^;

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ROBOTPANTIES @robotpanties.bsky.social · 1d

todays kind of a gabriel day for me. but like. if i was an angel and i could change things about my body id choose to have a 10 inch schlong and awesome top scars.

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flesh, nature, and thermoplastic 🔞 @aqualotic.bsky.social · 1d

I love writing oral sex but as of late only have been capable of writing for ships wherein one of em' doesn't have a face let alone a mouth. Big Mood.

flesh, nature, and thermoplastic 🔞 @aqualotic.bsky.social · 1d

Forbidden fruit 🫀

#GabV1el #ULTRAKILL

Gabriel glances intermittently between the sacred fruit they hold in one hand, and the cocky lilt to their optic shutters.

“What exactly are you proposing?” He inquires.

“A BET.” They spell. “IF I CAN ‘EAT’ THIS, THEN YOU TAKE A BITE, TOO.”

Damn his competitive streak, striking him with the impulse to immediately accept as their absurd wager catches him off entirely guard. But these years have tempered his patience against their impossibilities. The archangel weighs the confidence in their stance against the morbid shape of the stilled-heart held aloft on their grip, thinking.

V1 had long since confided in him that they entirely relied on the blood ripped directly from flesh, hot and perfect, to be viable fuel they could absorb. This particular bearing of the Tree of Life has remained unused and unpicked since the days of his Father’s reign. Surely Heaven’s eternal stasis did not account for that sort of visceral freshness.

“Very well, Machine.” He answers, pivoting on his heel to face them fully, and ruminates briefly on his own counter-proposal. “But if I win… I get to take one of your arms, and do whatever I please with it, for the next month.”

A heartbeat passes, two, as their accelerated thoughts clearly contemplate the stakes that have been raised, before they confirm the wager with a firm nod.”

“DEAL.”

Alright,” He raises his gauntlets to the empty air, in a grand gesture of steadfast conviction. “Prove me otherwise.”

With little further fanfare, they promptly bring their Feedbacker, and its handful of unused flesh, right above their head. Optic fixing Gabriel square in the visor, V1 proceeds to sharply crush it in their fist. It splatters with their blue plating with a deep crimson, the excess of which rolls off their shoulders and onto their hips in thick droplets.

For a moment, nothing happens. Heaven hangs silent all around them, timeless as it's ever been. But its deathly silence swiftly shifts to a dumbfounded one as, just the same as it always has, the blood from the Fruit of Life seeps into their systems leaving only a few telltale smears behind.

What remains of its morbid rind drops from their hands, and pumped thrice in their victory. Gabriel, meanwhile, struggles to find any face-saving terms.

"But--I thought--you told me that--"

Irritation flares, hot on his brow and bared in his fangs. He so desperately wants to shatter the thin lens of their eye as it lilts with vindictive (and rather surprised) glee. In answer to his frustrated growl, the crack of their Whiplash fills the space between them, snagging a second fruit from its stem, and holds out to him with a mirthful whirr of their fans.

His first instinct is to backpeddle. But he's an angel of his word, and he'll be damned if he gives them the satisfaction of a certainly-bruised ego.

"Give me that." He snarls, snatching the offered forbidden fruit from their outstretched hand. He’s witnessed the utilization of its purpose many times before; many a mortal life has been brought about upon the Earth’s surface beneath both his and his Father’s watchful eye.

But never once before has he laid a hand upon it himself. Its flesh has an unsettling give to its veiny surface, in spite of its living counterpart's resilient cardiac tissue. A thick sloshing of liquid resounds in its core. The sound alone both nauseates Gabriel, and piques his accursed morbid curiosity.

"Ugh." He grunts, if simply for pride's sake, and then, "Off."

His fingers are hooked beneath his helm before V1's light finishes flickering out, hanging loosely at his fingertips when it’s removed entirely from his skull.

Even though they are blinded to his expression, Gabriel winces regardless as he observes the morbid fruit he holds. The archangel braces himself, brings it to his widening maw and glinting fangs, twisting with a reflexive grimace as he bites down and tears--

He's savored it countless times before, these halcyon years, but Gabriel is somehow thrown back to the moment of his second loss. The pain that gripped him as he reeled, raw yet steeled for the mortal reality that awaited him, the bursting of this iron ambrosia that all but surged across his refined palette.

The rhythmic sinking of his teeth into the rind of the fruit is.. not unpleasant to experience, and neither is it a revulsive-tasting flavor. Just strange to experience alongside the bitter flavor of blood.

He swallows his mouthful down before that ever-persistent sense of restraint can kick in, and that is that. It rolls down his throat and settles in his stomach with a strange, heavy feeling. One that only makes him crave the warmth of fresh bread and the sweetness of a wild cherry tenfold.

"... I don't know what I was honestly expecting." He admits thoughtfully.

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trewee🌀 @trewee.bsky.social · 1d

I can't draw it's weapons but whatever

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piconoodle @piconoodle.bsky.social · 1d

daily bug no. 9
#ultrakill

digital sketch of v1. it is flying on its back, arms crossed over its chest, head turned towards the viewer

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flesh, nature, and thermoplastic 🔞 @aqualotic.bsky.social · 1d

Happy birthday!!!!!!! :D 🎉🎉🎉

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Negan 💗🤖 @neganjokes.bsky.social · 2d

i just found this on my ipad

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Sombras @sombritas.bsky.social · 26d

Guardian

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ApolloJuice :: Robotism @apollojuice.bsky.social · 2d

hehe the guyyyyy #OCsky #oc

A drawing of my OC, radix, in monochrome. It is wearing a Nine Inch Nails shirt and loose pants.

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Mvabank @mvabank.bsky.social · 2d

//tw slight nudity (just to be sure)
A sort of anatomy practice, and then I felt like rendering it
What do you mean I like Gabriel Ultrakill, what gave it away
#ULTRAKILL #gabv1el

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vernal pond enjoyer @vernalis146.bsky.social · 2d

Happy International Lesbian Day!! Take some fluffy yuri for your troubles

#MV2

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See You Again - Chapter 1 - vernalis146 - ULTRAKILL (Video Game) [Archive of Our Own]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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flesh, nature, and thermoplastic 🔞 @aqualotic.bsky.social · 2d

Somethin' about the way you've added onto Queenie's design is fucking lighting up my brain in all the right ways I'm going FERAL for her Xenomorph tail 👀

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NOW, WHERE WERE WE? @lagrimahazard.bsky.social · 2d

im deadass so embarrassed about this one i couldnt bring myself to upload it normally . sorry sorry sorry sorry
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