I forgot about ocweek ANYWAY here's Leah. She's a dimension hopper and changes her outfit depending on the universe she's in so *by technicality* both of these can be current design but I stopped drawing the one on the left a while ago for a different outfit. She originally comes from a medieval fantasy world but then got isekai'd to the modern day and now she goes to the park and lets her dishes pile up. I love her
The parents are Jennifer and Mark, the older daughter is Leah and the younger daughter is Maddy. They were an ordinary American family until they had an encounter with aliens that ended with Mark sacrificing himself to let the rest of the family escape. Jennifer, full of survivor’s guilt and paranoid that the aliens would come back for the rest of them one day, took the family off the grid and started training herself and the girls in self-defence and survival. They live like that for several years, until one day Jennifer goes out for supplies and doesn’t come home. The sisters then have to decide whether to keep waiting or go looking for her.
I didn’t intentionally make Leah’s shirt the bi pride colours, but she is bisexual so that’s a fun coincidence.
I'd love to hear more about your original writing! I see you tag things about your OCs and they sound like really interesting characters!! 😄
ohoohooo you’ve just opened the biggest can of worms you can imagine
okay so this started out nearly a year ago as my attempt to come up with a main character whose strengths are primarily more “feminine” traits- like, much as I love a badass, cutthroat, take-no-shit heroine, I always felt like that sort of fell into the trap of “strong female character = female character who is strong by masculine standards”. so I wanted to come up with a character who’s kind and empathetic, who loves recklessly and would probably lose a fistfight because she just doesn’t want to hurt anyone like that, but all of those are good things- basically, instead of a “soft character is hardened by the cruel world” arc, I wanted it to be “soft character learns that emotional vulnerability is a strength, and continues to be soft”.
other Things I Wanted To Write About are: boys being emotionally open, female characters whose defining life moments are unrelated to men/romance, found family, open communication in relationships, a female character in the “loveable goofball” archetype, a coed college soccer team, chaotic bisexuals in love, and dark forces/cryptids/monsters.
SO one thing led to another and we got Leah Phaidros: ENFP/2w3, volunteer EMT, soccer midfielder, smart but a terrible student, fiercely loving and fiercely stubborn golden-retriever-in-human-form who would do anything for her friends. about a year before the story begins, she had a traumatic accident/near-death experience that caused long-term nerve damage in her left arm. Leah’s learning how to deal with the fallout from that trauma and the ways that almost dying has changed her perspective.
Her best friend/eventual love interest is Adrian Mendez: ENTP/3w4, son of an internationally famous soccer player. he’s affable and sociable, the sort of person who can talk himself into or out of almost any situation. he’s also dealing with the shadow of his mother’s soccer career- he wants to succeed on his own merits, not because of who he’s related to, so he’s determined to prove he deserves everything he’s given. organized, whip-smart, diplomatic and loyal.
the other characters are less developed, mostly bc there are a lot of them, but the other two main players are:
Seth (INFP, 4w5) is basically the combined personalities of every art student I know- head in the clouds, imaginative, a hopelessly idealistic foil to Leah’s more pragmatic worldview. he’s Leah’s best friend and Adrian’s roommate.
Sophie (INTJ, 8w9) is a tiny, angry lesbian who can take down someone twice her size. She looks like tinkerbell, she swears like a sailor, she’s abrasive and rude and she’s one of Leah’s favorite people.
the vibe I’m going for is Dark Athletica, an aesthetic that I made up which has lived in my head rent-free for the past 6 months. basically: a soccer team with a dark secret, dark figures lurking on the way home from practice, secret frat parties with speakeasy vibes. (here’s my moodboard for it- cw for blood and bruising) the team’s from a school in massachusetts, and their mascot/name is The Renegades, which is why I tag anything related to these guys as #renegades!
I’m putting drawings of these guys under the cut bc this post is getting long, but yes I have a LOT of content related to this story and I am always down to talk about it!!
Leah:
Adrian:
Seth:
(apologies for the hair, it doesn’t look great! I’ve got to work on that)
Because I am nothing If not predictable—Adrian’s fight?
Ask me about my WIPs!!
(brief overview of this verse here!)
hehehe this is one of my favorite things I’ve written for these guys :)) I’m planning on posting the full scene once I get a chance to clean it up more!
so context: Adrian’s normally not very aggressive, he doesn’t exactly go looking for fights. he’s got a bit of a temper but that normally comes through in heated arguments more than physical fights. I honestly haven’t worked out what would be bad enough to get Adrian to throw a punch, but true to form I just skipped context and got straight to the comfort part (Adrian shows up at Leah’s house and she patches him up). at this point Leah and Adrian are good friends but they’re not dating yet.
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When Leah turned to reach for a paper towel, Adrian was looking at her, his expression remote and impossible to read. His brow was furrowed and there was something smaller about him just then. This wasn’t Adrian Mendez, golden boy, or Adrian Mendez, high-flying powerhouse of a young man. This was just… Adrian, a boy whose world had tilted sideways, and who was twisting underwater and trying to figure out which way was up. This Adrian didn’t have the silvery sheen of effervescent charm to reflect exactly what people wanted him to be. This was what he looked like when no one was watching, a mirror in an empty room.
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“I’m trying to figure out if you’re mad at me.”
Leah let out a soft laugh. “No, I’m not.”
“I punched someone, though.” Adrian was frowning just a little- like he didn’t quite see how that added up.
“Yeah,” Leah agreed, “But from what you've said, the guy kind of deserved it. Besides, I honestly don’t think it should be my job to tell you what you should or shouldn’t feel bad about.”
Pushing a stray curl out of the way with her wrist, Leah sat down in front of Adrian, close enough that their knees were touching.
“Right now, all I care about is making sure you’re okay. Everything else can wait until morning.”
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It wasn’t unpleasant, it was just… a lot. A lot to be cared for like this, like he deserved this kind of gentleness. To be somewhere that was quiet and safe, to know that for once, he didn’t have to keep up the composure he’d maintained for so long. Somehow, Leah had worked out the truth- that Adrian had been running for so long that he didn’t know how to stop.
Almost absentmindedly, Leah raised his hand to her lips and kissed the backs of Adrian’s bony fingers. It was so tender and sincere it made his chest ache.