#ultrakill headcanons

[crowbrewcoffee]

When Gabriel takes a shower his wings splash around like a bird in the rain

[wondertheamazingwonderpup]

Since I’m up might as well

I can’t be the only one who thinks whenever you die in Ultrakill v1 just falls over like this

[brainwashlol]

✹Gabriel The Judge of Hell X Angel!Reader✹

Note AU hc: Angel Reader serves as both healer and judge in Limbo, the in-between place where souls linger. Her role is to care for the lost and weary while carefully watching their actions, deciding who is worthy of forgiveness and passage to Heaven. Gentle yet firm, she guides these souls toward redemption with compassion and hope.(plz put like or else i will explod)

Gabriel the Judge of Hell feared and alone, carried the weight of his duties like a burning crown. Love was like a sin to him a dangerous distraction that threatened the balance he swore to uphold. So he pushed everyone away, his anger flaring not just at the damned but at himself for feeling so deeply.

When you, a gentle and kind angel assigned to heal and assist him, arrived unexpectedly tender and patient he bristled at first. No one had ever shown him softness only fear or hatred. Yet your quiet strength and warmth began to crack the cold fortress he built, even as he fought tooth and nail against the feelings growing inside him and that.. make him fear for the first time in a long while...

-When Angel first arrives as the healer assistant in Limbo and his healer too Gabriel was cold harsh and distant...His stoic exterior hides the exhaustion and frustration he feels from his endless judging duties.

-Gabriel is initially suspicious and unwelcoming often snapping at Angel when she tries to help! annoyed by what he sees as interference and mock

-At first Gabriel resisted your help insisting he didn’t need “Heaven’s delicate hands” on him now, he sits without protest when you patch him up.

-You’ve seen him at his most exhausted, head resting on the table after hours of hearings; sometimes you drape your cloak over him, and he pretends not to notice.

-His sarcastic streak is sharper around others, but with you, it’s laced with a fondness he can’t hide

-Despite his gruffness Angel notices subtle cracks moments where Gabriel’s eyes betray a deep weariness and vulnerability.

-Over time, Gabriel’s harshness softens, but not without a fight. He gets flustered easily around Angel, especially when she shows genuine concern or affection.

-When he’s embarrassed or caught off guard, Gabriel tends to yell or shout in frustration sometimes at himself to hide how much he actually cares.

-Angel finds his rare moments of clumsiness and awkwardness endearing like when he accidentally drops his judgment tools or stumbles over words when trying to talk about feelings.

-Gabriel secretly admires your calm rulings in the First Circle, though he’ll never admit it outright.

-Gradually, Gabriel begins to trust Angel leaning on her presence as a rare comfort in the lonely heavy world.. or hell uh anyways

-He’ll never say he’s scared of losing you or unworthy of your care. Instead, he hides it behind biting remarks and stoic silence, but his eyes betray the turmoil beneath.

-He has a habit of watching you while you work on his injuries, as if studying the way you focus; sometimes his gaze lingers too long

-Over time, your unwavering support teaches Gabriel that love is not a sin but a strength something that fuels rather than distracts.

-He never says the words “I love you” outright, but you hear it in the way he always returns to you after the trials are over.

-though your new relationship is secret Gabriel insists on keeping your relationship hidden. Not because he doubts your feelings, but because he’s terrified of what others will think or how it might undermine his authority as the Judge of Hell... but the real reason is he Fear of judgment He worries that if his love is exposed, his reputation will crumble that other angels or demons will see him as weak or compromised.

-Despite his stubbornness, Gabriel sometimes feels guilty that you have to hide your love. He worries you deserve to be proud and open about it.

-Late nights when the judgment halls are quiet, he might let his guard slip quietly confessing fears about his role, or mumbling regrets about what love “costs” him.

-Touch starved.. starved for comfort well Despite his gruffness Gabriel craves physical connection sometimes reaching out hesitantly for your hand or allowing himself to rest his head on your shoulder, even if he won’t admit how much it means to him.

-In a place where most fear or hate him, your gentle care shocks him. It’s a balm to his battered soul he won't admitted out loud

-Being a fellow judge means you sometimes clash in court he is unyielding, you are merciful but it’s these debates that draw him closer to you.

-When he’s overwhelmed by the weight of his duties and the pressure of secrecy, you’re his safe place the one who grounds him and reminds him he’s more than his title.

-His hands are always warm, even in Hell’s fire he likes resting them on your back or waist as a subtle claim of “mine.”

-In public Gabriel maintains his harsh, intimidating persona. But behind closed doors, he’s softer, more vulnerable, and sometimes even clumsy with affection.

-Sometimes he’ll take you to hidden places between Layers(Mostly limbo/lust) silent gardens in purgatory, abandoned star-lit ruins to escape the constant watch of Heaven and Hell.

-Your time together is mostly in private corners, shadowed hallways or late-night meetings where no one else is watching. Those fleeting touches and whispered words mean everything to him.

-Gabriel often tells himself he’s protecting you by keeping it secret, but deep down he also fears something else then the judgment.. it's the day you might leave because of the walls he builds around himself.

-but with slow acceptance and Over time with your patience and love, Gabriel starts to believe that his relationship doesn’t have to be a shadow that love can be a source of strength not shame...

[zhouguang66]

another rant about ultrakill again! wow!

thinking of wings in ultrakill,,,

like how gabriel's wings are shaped like an eagle's, since their primary feathers are long and distinct, similar to those birds of prey like falcons or eagles, and the slight upward curve is characteristic of birds that need both speed and control in the air.

here is the picture i was analyzing from

in my head he was able to glide and soar at high altitudes, high achieving, high in hierarchy(supreme angel!), high in power(they are literally made from god, the pinnacle of his creation other than man), (and yet the wings are still soft, made of flesh)they are the monarchs of aerial space, after all--until he was condemned, when the father's light now cut from him--and all muscles need exercise after all, and i imagine his wings shrunk a bit from not being able to utilise them and from the time he hasn't used it(i believe they need aerial space and i'm not sure if he gave himself that or the constant blood rain would like yk damage it(just like how birds HATE flying in rain, it would cause it to malfunction, or that it needs light for flight to be sustained.). and i think in the new update they're gonna do something to his wings hopefully, either like pinioning them or making them not as flexible, or the light fading(yk, light got taken and stuff).

i’d also like to analyse v1’s because why not

V1’s wings are made of cold steel, mechanical constructs of something that resembles wings. they are luminous by the constant fueling of their energy through bloodlust, and yet they are the pinnacle of mankind’s technology; they were made to emulate angelic/seraphic wings seen in biblical and religious depictions of angels.

perhaps humanity tried to reach god by this method, creating something of awe that he would come back. the wings also evoke the “halo” or “wing-blades” seen in various interpretations of high-ranking angels or divine warriors in media, reinforcing the idea that V1, despite being a machine, takes on a form that aligns with angels in a twisted way—a mirror. v1’s wings is a testament to how a machine forcibly ascended to a level of power that they are both feared by heaven AND hell.

[realclemhours]

I am so normal about Gabriel Ultrakill that I headcannon that he would be a really big fan of Rocco and Baroque art. If he ever drew stuff, he would gravitate towards that style hit post.

[lunarmoontea]

It's been quite a long time since I've rambled about Ultrakill so let's change that with a recent observation I had on Hell's motives.

Right now it's clear that one of the main reasons Hell adores V1 so much is because of the entertainment it provides. However, I wonder if the fondness for V1 and subsequently other robots comes from a place of relating to them.

Hell is a being that was created in a moment of pure rage by a god that was angered his playthings weren't behaving like he wanted them to. It wasn't just a prison for mankind, but a living breathing thing of hate and malice, and as such, this is all Hell knows. It was simply never given a chance to feel anything but.

Every other group of beings, even the ones that were born from its own mass, have had the opportunity to experience at least some form of compassion (Counting Deathcatchers because even though they didn't experience any love in their creation, they still try to protect others). Some form of true, genuine kindness.

All except one.

Mankind created these blood-fueled machines to feed a never-ending cycle of war and violence. They were created to destroy, and nothing more. It was all they were ever programmed to do. They were never given a chance to experience kindness. War and violence is simply all they know. Even ones created in the New Peace still were not given a chance to be anything more than what they were programmed to do.

Neither given the chance to experience love.

Neither given the chance to experience compassion.

Perhaps our little GoPro and Hell aren't so dissimilar.

[thatone-blujae]

Raquel, Bringer of Divine Justice, Mother of Gabriel

Probably going to redraw her digitally, but in the meantime here’s a bonus doodle:

We love a protective mama <3

[hunter-burton]

hey guys it’s been a while since I’ve posted, and as you may have noticed by my little uhhh make over the ULTRA fixation has taken over so here are some random probably cannon divergent headcannons to tide y’all over 🩷

V1

I imagine they weren’t constructed with a voice box in mind, since they were constructed to be a solo war machine. The humans that built v1 probably saw a voice box as an unnecessary use of fuel, when that fuel was needed to end the war- that That v1 never Fought in.

But, swordsmachine style, they can acquire one!

So, if they received a voice box, NO ONE, and I mean NO ONE, would get them to stop yapping EVER. They are a yapper at heart ❤️

A he/they/it thing

Big snooper and fast sniffer. Curiosity is fuel. I swear, leave them in a room with google and, 2 hours later, you’ll come back to them receiving a degree in “office supply manufacturing,” or something like that.

As a supreme war machine, V1 was made to process subtle details in a small amount of time in order to quickly make and execute effective strategies on the field. I imagine this also can apply to V1 observing others. On an emotional level. V1 therapist. That’s it that’s the head cannon. Do with that as you will.

They have mixed feelings about being a prototype.

Wards off fear of death via style and silliness

Ferryman

Majjoorrrr perfectionist

He keeps his boat tidy. Like Pinterest house decor tidy.

EARLY BIRD. He ALWAYS gets the worm (tea).

His favorite tea,,.. depends on the mood.

Internal medic…. He’s like a wizard with all of his home remedies. 🩵

I can imagine him using incense.

If Hell was nice enough to give wrath a day cycle, Ferryman would go out to watch the sunrise and sunset every morning and evening.

Since being sent to wrath, I imagine that he’s been working on different methods to help with his anger… he’s improving himself uuhhghhhkk skeleton..

He goes out and looks up into the night sky, longingly, whenever he thinks or writes about heaven, or Gabriel.

*shakes fist* Aesthetic skeleton…

Verry1an? Ferr1? Ferryv1?

TWO CREATIVES IN A ROOM

Sillyness. Two feral creatures. Kinda

Ferryman would show V1 how he paints, then offer some tubes of paint for them to try. V1 would take one, toss it into the air, shoot a coin, and ricochet the coin to the paint, the paint to the canvas. SPLAT! So.. that’s how V1 gets into abstract painting!

Once they warm up to each other, V1 would def show Ferryman some cool gun tricks. I imagine ferryman would get reeeeaaaal good with coin tech.

They would have tea parties together.

They would stargaze together- then paint together. Ferryman would paint the sky and V1 would splatter on the stars.

Gabriel

Absolute sweet tooth but only for vitamin gummies

scenemo enjoyer

He’s a doodler

Every Angel has their own room in heaven’s palace. Gabriel’s is pink, soft, ‘n full of plushies.

So many plushies..

(He’s just me)

Touch starved but hates touch (lie. It just depends on who it is and the surrounding environment)

Autistic Angel. Autism was made in the father’s image, woah.

I imagine pre 3-2 Gabriel, while loyal to the council, did begin to question their commands, before immediately distracting himself in some way shape or form, whether that be maintaining the heavenly palace, refocusing on judging souls, or performing execution with little to no thought.

With that in mind: FEMTYNAL FAN !!!!!!! HE NEEDS LOUD MUSIC IN HIS HEAD AT ALL TIMES !!!!!

ferryman and V1 thoughts help him sleep at night because he is me

Ferrygabe

tender..,, fluff…

Gabriel weekly visits wrath. He says it’s to check on the layer but we all know it’s cause he loves his skeleton.

“You’re the light in my darkness” “You’re the night sky that holds me.” (I’m probably going to draw this)

Neither Gabriel nor Ferryman realize how much they’re loved by each other.

Ferryman, while truly loving Gabriel, also worships him, if you get what I mean? Let me put it in a better way: The Ferryman expresses his love for Gabriel through acts of worship. In turn, the Ferryman places Gabriel on this pedestal, where, while the angel is pleasant towards the husk, Gabriel could never love the ferryman the way he does Gabriel, right? (WRONG❌❌❌❌)

Gabriel, being an Angel, is no stranger to praise or worship. Though, genuine affection, he’s a bit less familiar with it! The council only really sees him for his work, underlining a reputation he must uphold. And those who worship them- only know him from afar, as the light that brightens their path, no matter how close they really are. So while he deeply enjoys his visits with the ferryman, the thought that the ferryman may genuinely enjoy his company for who he is as an individual, rather than a servant of heaven— the thought is foreign.

Ferryman tends to Gabriel’s wounds (shoutout to @/acmeearts for that BEAUTIFUL COMIC I’ll link it: https://www.tumblr.com/acmeearts/780332250148536320/yay-ok-ultrakill-ferrygabe-i-lvove-them-gn-heart )

Ferryman will never forgive the council.

“I am of the belief that being there to listen to a friend is always a good virtue.” *hears about council* “Murder is sometimes acceptable.”

Gabv1le

They just need to talk, maaan.

The death of both of their creators gives them an (albeit, morbid) starting place for bonding. “Your dad is dead… my dads are dead… Together, maybe we can do this 👍”

V1’s just a little creechur /affectionate. They love to climb up on and around Gabriel like some sort of cat tower.

They help maintain each other’s wings 💛💙

They still sparr but affectionately (Ferryman gets to watch with popcorn.)

V1 studies Gabriel like a microscope, but lovingly. One: for strategy, but two: just cause the guy’s interesting. More than how he moves or manifests his spear, or throws his swords, Gabriel is a whole nother being— a whole nother individual that had only ever been vaguely depicted as a beaming light, a saving grace, a result of the father. It's fascinating to be face to face with (what is meant to be) one of god’s most perfect creations, and appreciate all of what makes him imperfect.

After actually talking with the machine and some introspection, he realizes that they were made for similar purposes, to serve their creators, no questions asked. So, atleast in my “happy ultralive yaya happy” au, to see V1 take his own spin on his purpose, and, break from it a bit, is quite inspiring to say the least. Also, due to V1’s fine tuned observation skills (built for war), they can pick up a lot of Gabriel’s subtle body language, a lot of which usually goes unnoticed. So with this, it kinda- almost feels like V1 reads his mind?? At first he’s stunned that the machine could notice such— then is warmed by the fact that they cared enough to do so.

Gabriel goes from using it/its to he/they for V1. Angel ranking system and all.

FerryGabv1le

I LOVE THIS SHIP RRRAAAAGGGDHHDH

A lot of my headcannons are in the separate ship catagories but they apply to this here too.

Everyone!!!! (the two blues) *ringing bell* Everyone gather ’round the warm angel!!!!!! (it’s bedtime)

Gabriel is designated transportation (he flies!)

If V1 happens to lead the group into something that day, they may get up to some stupid shit 👍

Separately smart, together all dum.

V1 and Ferryman use both of Gabriel’s wings as their own blankets.

Therapy group, working on self acceptance.

Minos

good cook. I’m talking grandma’s house type cooking. Warm soup, bread, milk and cookies type cook.

Flower enjoyer (he’s obsessed.) He probably makes flower arrangements in his free time.

Probably a green thumb in general 💚

You, in the lust layer, find yourself wandering in a room: “Oh, whose cottagecore coquette themed room is this?” you ask. Minos prime walks in.

Asexual Minos. Just putting it out there.

Emotional support old man

This man can become emotionally attuned with a wall and BE RIGHT.

“Minos, you can’t give a wall therap-“ the wall sobs in relief, for someone finally hears it. “Holy shit.”

He always tries to see the best in everyone— almost to a fault, I imagine.

MAKE👏UP👏ARTIST👏

Fashion ICON

In prime soul form, if V1 and him just CHILLED, I imagine he would immediately find a badass, red dress, black boots type outfit to celebrate his new found freedom.

and then take it off like 2 hours later cause fashion big yay! but new fabric textures big no eeuughh.

Truthfully, oversized t and sweatpants are for the WIN

OH. OH GOD. CLOTHING TAGS WOULD DRIVE HIM INSANE.

“Thy gore shall glisten!” It’s the uncut tag on the back of the shirt.

Scratchy fabrics shall perish

And crushed velvet…. It’s like touching something wet in the sink.

Freedom of expression is something he holds dearly, and strove to encourage in the City of Lust as king.

I can imagine that he doesn’t like confrontation much. He probably had to deal with it as a The Judge of Hell, and as king, but it’s not his ideal, at all. Quite stressful actually.

Sisyphus

Chill guy my beloved.

CREATURE CODED. He purrs…

That man has FANGS

Big, BIG, BIG fan of string pluck-pluck instruments. Bouzouki is his favorite. He plays it for hoooouuuurs 💞💞

It’s the process of playing the instruments —how it feels to play any song— that he loves so so much.

He’s a man that lives for experiences. man’s greedy for the beauty of life.

Boulder pushing stim yaay

Poet…. POET. After the virtues were called up to heaven, Sisyphus would ABSOLUTELY write poetry to fill up some of his freed time. It would be those short and sweet poems to- the poems that paint an experience with just a few words.

He verbally shuts down, usually when his surroundings are sensory hell or when he’s stressed tf out.

He attempts to counteract the latter by making light of things, finding light in things, keeping his cool, and, well, as the terminals will have you know, using his 💞tricks💞 (“lie, cheat, and steal”).

Analytical man… he thinks through everything. He and V1 would probably conjure up some 400 iq war plans, dead-ass.

Or any plan, for that matter.

I can see an inner actor in him…

Rock collection..

A sly war lord? *looks in box* a poetic romantic with a rose in his mouth.

WITH THAT SAID: ⬇️

Minophus

autistic kings……….. they kiss..

I’m NOT NORMAL ABOUT THIS SHIP AT ALL.

In their prime forms, since Minos lost his face, he does Sisyphus’s makeup 🩵

I imagine that Minos was killed first. His death, to put it bluntly, baaasssically caused the greed insurrection. It’s a lot more complicated than that but it’s basically like: “you do this bullshit and then you KILL my HUSBAND? Hahah oooohhhh you’re going to DIE.”

Sisyphus is ABSOLUTELY head over HEELS!

Yeah yeah known trickster and warlord but he giggles and kicks his feet thinking about Minos. fight me.

They cook together ❤️(Sisyphus mainly follows along and cuts veggies)

Minos sews themselves matching outfits alll the time

In their husk forms, Sisyphus was the smaller one. Minos liked to scratch Sisyphus’s head, comb his hair— y’know, all that cute stuff. Cause.. creecuhure

But now, in their prime forms, Minos is the small one. For the first few times they met in their new forms, Sisyphus was enamored by this change and picked up Minos by the arms like a cat like: “whoah……. you're small now….”

If they're going like- cloth shopping, Sisyphus will always test a fabric before Minos does to describe the texture to him. It helps narrow choices ❤️

Minos’s snakes are their pets.

If Minos notices Sisyphus has fallen quiet, he’ll offer a small rock. It’s something nice to fidget with

My favorite of all: in prime form, Sisyphus’s head glows brighter when he blushes. Keep a man giggling, you’ll never have to pay an electricity bill a day in your life.

HELL ITSELF

Definitely switches ups from “big scary” to “big silly” 3 times a day minimum.

Hell’s a theater kid (affectionate… I … think?)

I specifically imagine Hell being able to change the screens in limbo for dramatic effects.

I like to think that Terminals have consciousness of their own- but when that r e d s p a c e d o u t t e x t appears, Hell just kicked out whatever consciousness was in the terminal so it could take that seat— like “MOVE. I NEED TO SAY SOMETHING”

When nothing’s happening, it uses the terminals to listen to music.

Something wicked

She/her/they user

Aroace icon

Semi nonverbal. She doesn’t usually talk, but she does whisper to those she feels safe with, and, when absolutely by herself, she sings. : )

I also call her Lilac 💜

She finds it hard to breath : (

Looove soft, fluffy sweaters. It feels better on her exposed veins than harsh fabric.

Would definitely knit blankets and make plushies.

Would probably love Sanrio if you showed her what it was… I think Keroppi and Chococat would be her favorites 💚🤎

General

For angels, the holy light only guarantees immortality. Being disconnected from the holy light only makes it so you’re a regular mortal, y’know?

While Angels are 100% immortal when connected to the holy light, they still can, and are, in fact, expected to engage in sustainment activities. Like- they don’t need to eat or sleep to survive, but their performance will absolutely falter without rest or nutrients. Not taking proper care of their divine vessel is considered an act of violence against the father, for their bodies are of his creation.

Ferrygabv1le….. poly poly poly poly poly POLY POLY POLY POLY POLY POLY

King husk were LARGE HUSKS. TALL HUSKS! BIG BIG BIIIIIG HUSKS!!!

I’m definitely going to yap about more characters in the future. I just want to post this to let y’all know I’m not dead👍