#oc: ziel

[jean-dieu]

@silversiren1101 's Mino and Ziel will forever struggle with chairs and clothes bless their heart

[vivianthepigeon]

This is the first like actual drawing I’ve ever done and I know it’s no Picasso but yall, I am so proud 🤭

[nightshade-and-frogs-breath]

oh yeah a new weirdcore oc btw. if you even care <3

his name is Moli (he/him)

also featuring one of my older oc’s, Ziel (he/they), because yes they are roommates (in the actually platonic roommates kind)

oh wait I forgot also featuring the autism/tbh creature :))

[sedgewick-gayble]

WIP art oooo

the lasso fill tool on ibis is really useful to me when sketching because it helps me quickly map out a figure + silhouette :P

[emo0lly]

just some doodles (and two quotes) I did, mainly for Ride The Cyclone (the last one is an OC I have named Ziel)

[sleepybite]

𖤐｡⋆｡basic facts and lore archive: ziel abhilin

WARNINGS: mentions of mental, emotional and physical child abuse, heavy religious themes.

NOTES: super long!!!! this is my third oldest oc and the one with the most changes! he’s probably my second favorite character behind michael and means a lot to me, he got me through tough school times.

𖤐｡⋆｡ in this world there are only 2 realms. the one that belongs to humans and the one to otherworldly creatures. things that only appear in things of legend and tales of old.

𖤐｡⋆｡ long ago when portals were commonplace the people of said realms visited and exited as they needed/pleased. the ruler of the mythical realm got along for many many decades. but of course that could never last forever, as wars are always a possibility between two places.

𖤐｡⋆｡ the war between the two realms that happened it split the relationship in half so badly the mystical realm was closed, no one could come in, no one could come out. this happened many many millennia ago. however, randomly every 200 years said portals will open due to an influx of magic. there are no warnings to accompany them. they last a few hours minimum, and a week maximum.

𖤐｡⋆｡ long after the portals opening were common knowledge and people took it upon themselves to either leave their homeland for a new or disregard the portals entirely as the people behind it have been looked down upon, a certain set of parents knew it was about time the portals were about to close. they quickly made their way into the portal and headed for the nearest hospital and into the neonatal intensive care unit for their baby.

𖤐｡⋆｡ with looks of disgust they looked over until they found a baby that was theirs, one that looks like them and not a creature of fairytales. quickly they took their baby and swaddled him in a blanket, hastily making their out of the hospital in the chaos that always happened when portals were re-opened and closed. after running out they safely made it back, back from all the chaos and grabbing hands.

𖤐｡⋆｡ after so many times of trying and waiting they finally had a child of their own. a darker skinned baby boy who would be named ziel, cute tight curls of hair and so full of joy. away from all those creatures who couldn’t possibly know the zpain they’ve been through.

𖤐｡⋆｡however, ziel was not a human baby. ziel was not their baby. he may have looked like them but the reality was that the man and woman who held him in their arms kidnapped him.

𖤐｡⋆｡ ziel was of demon descent and naturally was one. the sudden change in energy and restrictions of the human realm had affects on his natural growth that stopped him from growing naturally and caused him to grow like a normal human child.

𖤐｡⋆｡ his parents never told him of his origin and never planned to either. as he grew, the energy of the human realm started to take a heavy toll on him. eventually his parents took him to get checked out by both a priest and a doctor. ziel doesn’t know what half the things they spoke about, he was 12 at the time. it didn’t seem like he was in trouble or anything, he just knew he felt sick all the time.

𖤐｡⋆｡ after hours of appointments they all finally went back home. there had never been more silence and pain in the house before this.

𖤐｡⋆｡ his parents before they left was given a recipe for something to baptize ziel. they wanted to force whatever they thought was in him out. they just wanted their son back from whatever they knew was coming.

𖤐｡⋆｡ ziel can’t remember if the elixir was actually hot or not. or even what happened before his parents poured it on him. he remembers his dad holding him so he couldn’t even move, and his mothers eyes. her eyes were unnerving and it made him fear her. the elixir she poured on him burned. his skin seething and feeling like it would melt off his body. he remembers feeling his dad flinch at his bloodcurdling screams. he can’t remember much after, not other than waking up in the hospital the next morning.

𖤐｡⋆｡ he had permanent burn scars spreading from the lower side of the left spot of his neck and covered most of his back. he lost his voice for a few hours due to the screaming. he shook for hours and sometimes still does when he’s around them. they told him that he should be fine now, and that both the medications for his burns and basic pain medicine.

𖤐｡⋆｡ his parents apologized for whatever that was worth and said they all had no idea that it would react that way, never apologizing for the action itself. they blamed him indirectly and he knew that. the whispers of his parents behind his back. that was the day he realized these people were not ones who he could ever call his caretakers again.

𖤐｡⋆｡ his parents decided to move, after ziel was well enough healed of course. they’d be moving to an area that has had less gateways show up there and more control over when they did. his parents signed up for the local church as a way to get his spirits back up after the incident.

𖤐｡⋆｡ his new school was a christian school. the school itself was very open and accepting, all except from their distain for the people of the other realm. saw them as nothing but dangerous.

𖤐｡⋆｡ the stress from the new school along with the constant threat of “the incident” happening again, his parents emotionally and mentally abuse that tried to turn him into the perfect son started to take hold on him over the years. as he grew he always had frequent nightmares and headaches as he wasn’t meant to grow in this realm. he refused to tell his parents anything.

𖤐｡⋆｡ it all culminated a few weeks before his 16th birthday. it all became so painful for him that his natural form that should have never been hidden in the first place. ziel was a natural born demon and he found that out that night that he was not from here. and those people out there weren’t even his parents.

𖤐｡⋆｡ this is also when he started to take interest in magic of the other realm now that he knew he could. it genuinely made him happy as he experimented with the worlds many spells. somehow convinced his overseers to let him keep some trinkets that held some magical capabilities they had no idea of. soon enough he had a spellbook full of things. he was somewhat happy for a while.

𖤐｡⋆｡ that was until he accidentally left it in the classroom one day. he was lucky his teacher kept it for him and didn’t report him. in truth, his teacher was also from the other realm and made peace with living here with his kids. he ends up being the person ziel can come to actually talk without being afraid. and he tells him what’s happening with him. he trusts him.

[ragdoll-blorbos]

Ziel: demiboy (he/they), asexual, 14

Ziel is my oldest oc, obviously inspired by Undertale. He is a fusion of a human and a dying skeleton monster (totally not sans) who travels between the under and overworld. The determination in the human's soul is strong enough to keep the monster's soul from shattering, but they cannot unfuse or the monster will die. He uses gaster blasters to defend himself.

[smallmxth]

ziel crade wakes up every morning, takes a hit off her vape, and spends her entire day giving slumlords in her sector a migrane

[llucciell]

Ziel redesign except ocs don't do well here so idk why im posting it !!! So my page doesn't die out perhaps

[jean-dieu]

Revamp of my pitborn tiefling rogue, Malthus Ziel Drezdan Your local teenage dirtbag. Favorite activity is to annoy his Abadar-follower father because of course he's too chaotic for this shit.

[acim-ed-ortsac]

bendy themed

I love Bendy so much I wanted my OC, Ziel, to wear a costume based on all three forms. Tried but not really satisfied on how it resulted.

[flowercrown-bard]

Another prompt:

I've been rereading your lady/bodyguard spy OCs dagger training short story again and i am ACHING for another scene between them!

(maybe an almost kiss? Or a "I saved you from this awkward guy"-dance scene?)

oh wow i didn't think anyone even remembered that. so, good news I guess: I'm planning of writing a whole novel about them. Bad news: it's only planning thus far and no writing lmao (also I struggle so much writing in German, it's a real problem)

so anyway, for some context for this scene: this is little conversation between Madrigal and her bodyguard, during something called the Feast of Lights, which celebrates the closing of the Gate to the Fae World about a decade ago. Both Madrigal and the Unwanted one don't find much cause for celebration in that (the Unwanted one because she is Fae herself and now can't go back home and Madrigal because the closing of the Gate marked the beginning of political tensions that resulted in her having to get betrothed to prevent a war). If the scene was longer, they'd get to bond over their mutual dislike for the holiday. Also, the plot now involves political intrigue, someone repeatedly attempting to kill Madrigal and Madrigal and the Unwanted one banding together to find out who tried to kill her and why.

“Ihr solltet nicht alleine hier draußen sein. Muss ich Euch daran erinnern, dass Euch jemand nach dem Leben trachtet?” Madrigal zuckte zusammen, als die Ungewollte von hinten an sie trat, geräuschlos wie eine Katze. Unbewusst verkrampften sich Madrigals Hände um das Balkongeländer, ungeachtet der Kälte, die in ihre Haut biss. 

“Wenn es nach dir geht, sollte ich nie wieder einen Augenblick für mich haben,” sagte sie. “Und ich denke, wir wissen beide, dass du keine Träne vergießen würdest, wenn das Messer endlich sein Ziel fände.” 

Sie hatte gehofft, ihre Worte würden scharfzüngig klingen, doch waren sie nichts als ein erschöpftes Seufzen. Eine weitere verdammte Schwäche. Als ob sie nicht schon genug davon gesammelt hätte. Sie presste die Lippen zu einem Strich zusammen und schlang die Arme um sich. Ein hoffnungsloser Versuch, sich vor dem kritischen Blick der Ungewollten zu schützen, ebenso wie vor dem bitteren Wind. 

Doch die Ungewollte blieb stumm. Madrigals Brauen zogen sich zusammen, als der herablassende Kommentar ausblieb. 

Sie drehte den Kopf, nur weit genug um ihre Leibwache zu sehen. Nach all dem aufgesetzten Prunk der Ballgäste war der Anblick der Ungewollten beinahe ein Willkommener. Sie verstellte sich nicht; sah aus wie immer. Der dunkle Umhang lag schwer über ihren Schultern, die Lederrüstung war nicht befreit von Kratzern und Schrammen und kein Schmuck zierte die kurzen Haare. Allein die Art wie sie Madrigal ansah war ungewohnt. Kein Spott lag in ihrem Blick. Stattdessen war dort etwas anderes. Etwas, das Madrigal nicht zuordnen konnte. Vielleicht war es einfach nur das grüne Licht der Feenfeuer, das in den Lampen brannte, die den Balkon zierten und das Grün ihrer Augen noch intensiver wirken ließen.

“Was?,” fragte Madrigal, als mehrere unangenehm lange Augenblicke verstrichen, ohne dass die Ungewollte antwortete.

“Es ist nicht meine Intention, Euch zu schaden,” erwiderte die Ungewollte und trat an das Geländer neben Madrigal, die Hände hinter dem Rücken gefaltet. Ihr durchdringender Blick haftete nur noch einen Herzschlag lang auf ihr, dann wandte sie ihn auf das nebelverhangene Tal, das sich unter dem Balkon eröffnete. “Das wisst Ihr.”

“Ich weiß. Du tust nur, was dir befohlen wurde.”

Abermals kam keine Antwort über die Lippen der Ungewollten. Kein Trost und kein Urteil. Doch sie drängte Madrigal auch nicht dazu, sich wieder den Feierlichkeiten im Saal anzuschließen. Nicht dass das nötig gewesen wäre. Madrigal wusste selbst nur zu gut, dass sie sich nicht lange von den Feierlichkeiten fernhalten konnte, ohne dass die Gäste oder ihr Verlobter ihre Abwesenheit bemerkten. Der Gedanke daran, sich wieder den verurteilenden Blicken und dem schneidenden Getuschel der Adligen auszusetzen, ließ Madrigal frösteln. 

Sie rieb ihre Hände über die nackten Arme als könne sie die Erinnerung an die Blicke von sich waschen. 

Etwas legte sich über ihre Schultern, weich und warm. Überrascht blickte Madrigal auf. Ihre Augen fanden die der Ungewollten, die nun ohne ihren dunkelroten Mantel vor ihr stand. 

“Ihr friert,” sagte die Ungewollte als Erklärung. Als Madrigal sie nur verständnislos anstarrte, fügte sie mit einem flüchtigen Lächeln hinzu: “Das nächste Mal, wenn ihr von einem Ball flieht, solltet Ihr das nicht tun, solange Ihr nur ein dünnes Kleid tragt.”

“Welch ein Glück, dass ich eine Leibwache habe, die so um mein Wohl besorgt ist,” schoss Madrigal ohne Hitze in den Worten zurück. Halb erwartete sie einen Protest, eine Erinnerung daran, dass die Ungewollte lediglich im Auftrag des Dryth-Weard handelte. 

Umso mehr überraschte es sie, als der Blick der Ungewollten kaum merklich sanfter wurde. 

“Ja, welch ein Glück.” Sie seufzte und zum ersten Mal seit Madrigal sie kannte, verlor sie ihre militärische Haltung und lehnte sich mit den Ellenbogen auf das Geländer, die Schultern gebeugt. “Ich wünschte nur, Ihr würdet Euch selbst um Euer Wohl sorgen.”

Ohne es zu wollen, zog Madrigal den Umhang der Ungewollten enger um sich. 

“Ich wünschte, ich könnte das,” flüsterte sie. Es war töricht, solche Gedanken laut auszusprechen, noch dazu in Gegenwart der Person, die sie auf Schritt und Tritt beobachtete.

[galaxofmuses]

"Don't forget. I'm with you in the dark." (Hi! I wanted to give a heads-up that I'll also follow from my OC's blog here in a second too, aka ziel-soundwave ^v^/)

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