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Power doodles
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Dragons I drew in the office today
- From the official Power Parody Gc on Twitter, lol
I gotta start posting on here againâŚ
Tell all of my Ghoulcy moots I might return
âHoly shit! Is that Sturm Brightblade from the Dragonlance series??â
â⌠She was 17, Scott.â
âOH COME ON MAN!â

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I made this last night I guess
I really need to return to tumblr
Oh my god Iâve been so inactive đ
Sorry for that
Hereâs two doodles from my Twt
-One on the right is of my moot and their plant, lol
Despite the amount of times Iâve drawn them, their armors keep changing lol
I did it again

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Yeah Iâm dying the Ao3 curse got me in the storm guys âď¸đ
Twitter is being evil and not letting me post this to an acc, so here you go Tumblr!!
đĽšđĽš sorry the coloring is ass I was rushing for time and drew this whilst a storm is storming outside
I had an idea for ULTRAKILL angst and I wish I could fucking draw because oh my god
Here we go, guys, buckle up this is a lot because I have no self control when it comes to angst.
Warnings before you read, I guess
Spoilers for ULTRAKILL - Read at caution
Alternate universe - Power and Gabriel dynamics ?
Power (at least the first) is referred to with She/her pronouns (I picture the Powers have a variety of pronouns, yk? But, I do understand that they are technically referred with He/Him or They/Them)
My au/headcanons - I get to do what I want
The council is still evil as fuck
(Also, very quickly let me point this out so as to not confuse anyone.
(In this AU, Power used to be only one angel, whom was officially trained under Gabriel, until she accidentally split a fragment of her own soul in becoming overwhelmed with frustration and anger. Thus born the Powers/her âChildrenâ or âher angelsâ. So basically, Power, the og Power, was Gabrielâs disciple and then after an accident she ended up accidentally creating a whole new thing and yeah, đ) )
Power.
Once a singular name respected by many, known only intimately by one, had become many. It had been a âfreak accidentâ, in the words of Micheal, something Heaven had not seen prior to the incident.
Sparring, of course, Gabriel had pushed his singular disciple to a point of frustration higher than had ever been expected. He had not done so purposefully, of course, why would he? But the pure emotion had split part of her being, something that was deemed âa strange miracleâ when brought forth to the Council near immediately.
Who would have thought an Angel could âcloneâ themselves? Certainly not either of them, the Archangel and his beloved student.
It had progressed rapidly, but despite the sudden limitation that she had found in her strength range, she took it upon herself to care for and protect each fragment of her soul that split.
Gabriel had worried; he had believed it would end up hurting her more than it would aid her, but he did not dare tell her so.
They supported each other in ways that Heaven mightâve once seen âtoo closeâ in their pages, but it was a mere instinct to care for and protect one another, and the Holy Council could do nothing about it but observe and scoff and make comments under their breathes.
When Gabriel finally returned from a regular visit to Hell, to do his job of being a Judge for the souls and sins, it was the first time Power felt truly worried for him.
Bloodied white armor and an aura of almost panic surrounded him when he came in front of the Council, his apprentice forced to watch as most times. And truly, the Council were furious. How could their Archangel fail? How could he let himself fall to a machine?
Gabriel has never been undermined like he was, had never heard such curses and anger from the Higher Council.
Power was right there when he left the meeting, her support helping him regain a sense of pride once more, his faith in himself to not crumble under the newfound pressure of the Councilâs disappointment.
And, of course, Gabriel and his student trained not only with each other but with the new âclassâ of Angels found in Heaven, with, what some angels had jokingly begun proclaiming, their âchildrenâ.
It was never thought of too far in mind, truthfully. Terms of familial endearment were simple respectful in Heaven, and truly Power quite enjoyed having her own âlittle troopsâ, as she referred to them.
Gabriel did not mind assisting in their inexperience and training, and although he hardy had time to do so, he sparred and taught them what he could with the short periods of time he had in Heaven.
The Powers, although caught up in their newfound training sessions, had begun noticing their Motherâs sense of unease each time Gabriel returned from Hell, his conversations with her growing lesser and lesser each time.
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(I picture that furry domestic abuse meme, lol, sorry)
(The Powers in this âauâ (or is it a headcannon? Idk) refer to Gabriel as âFatherâ or âDadâ, and the their âMotherâ would be the âoriginalâ Power, Gabrielâs first and, ironically, only official student. Or, they view the mentor and trainee as their parents, and nobody questions it because I donât feel like explaining any more)
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Eventually, Gabriel returns one finally time, his armor splattered with blood that seems to reflect nothing. He dos not inform Power of his arrival, nor does he tell his children that he has returned. Simply he is summoned by the Council.
The angels of theirs were unsure of the meaning of a gathering created by th Council, but they simply did as toldâ what else were you to do?
And that was their horror upon seeing their father, in front of the Holy Council like he were to be executed. And he might have been, had the Council of been given time.
They fixed each other back, though panic cleared radiated from them, and many angels of Heaven pitied those of which were to watch their idolized Archangel be sentenced.
And yet,
There was one unaccounted for that intervened before the unsheathed sword could be raised, before the Councilmen could begin their speak.
And the Powers watched with surmounting fear as their Mother, their creator, flew down before the Councilmen, her wings flashing under the false lights of Heavenâs largest âstageâ.
And she begun to speak, to question, her wings not even curled back against her spine yet when she was pulled forth. The sword moved faster than she could defend, and the ranks of Heaven fell into shock as the Disciple of Gabriel was thrown down before him, sentenced for treasonous behavior.
She had paid the price with her feathers and blood, and it was in vain, for the Council had no mercy for an Angel who dared intervene with such a matter of importance which as ripping the divine essence from an Archangel once under their power.
Her angels cried out in vain, for they could only watch as their idols, their beloved parental figures were stripped of what made them so respected, their halos faltering in the face of what once was.
And Gabriel could do nothing for his student, caught in the crossfire of he and the Council, for he could only watch as she covered her blood with a shaky hand, never more to be an model for her beauty, such as her mentor.
And the Council, seeming their punishments due fit, proclaimed in front of all of Heaven, and their hands stained with the blood of two.
(Edit: also I wanted to clarify that yes, the Power whom was Gabrielâs student had a full/complete form, but her children did not, because they were created imperfectly. So, in where she tried to intervene with Gabrielâs punishment, she had both a wing and her arm cutoff, as if to resemble her little angels.)
I decided to draw during lecture hall-- here's my poor and shaky sketches of some Ultrakill fellas
I would like to mention I am by all means NOT a digital artist nor a computer artist
Sure, I can pixel art on computer, but this was a struggle.
I think I ought to try and use my digital resources more, lol.
Just for referenceâŚ
If Gabriel (ULTRAKILL) were to resemble a human, what would he look like?
Hair color, eye color, I mean.
Sure, I figure that realistically if you were to take his design from game and remove his helmet, he would probably not resemble a human once so ever and likely bare wings and multiple eyes, but,
If he were to appear âhumanâ, if only in resemblance, how would he look?

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my fraud experience.
Oh ULTRAKILL layer 8 has got me doing things
Now, first of all, I want to say that I decided upon this ship name and it very well might change later on but how do yall feel about Gabriel x Power?
Powriel?
And yes I would draw art but I suck at drawing