Figured if various platforms are going to accuse me of drawing NSFW things I might as well actually draw some XD I really wanted to draw the haptic response of Lili's scales to Tomi's touch, and I mean... Is there a better way of illustrating that? I think not!
It's a little rough around the edges, but I think I'm getting better as I get more used to CSP.
Still version + Close Ups:
Commissions slots are open and available on my kofi, link as source. :D
Though series two isn't officially announced yet, we at WYD couldn't let Pride month pass us by without celebrating!
Series One listeners will remember Okaat (left,) but Series Two is also adding Liwayway (middle,) and Rizzo (right). By some miracle of coincidence all the girls ended up in roughly the same place on the queer spectrum, which we think is just fantastic.
Last Chihaya related designs, might change up later! Chihaya killed Hajime's dad so he's out on revenge lol, Liwayway is everyone's favorite lovable con-artist, and Okijirou was Chihaya's old teach
Summary: Liwayway does something about the fact that every girl had turned Dustin down at the Snow Ball.
A/N: AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH I AM TRASH. I WROTE IT. I JUST- WHO DOENST LOVE DUSTIN. HE DESERVED A DANCE!! And I’m SUPER glad Nancy gave him a dance but Idk, i just wanted to give him some love too. heheh..
Notes: Fluff, Character x OC
“T’was an honor dear sister to have thee walk thou over to thy entrance of the gymnasium.” Lili said haughtily at the entrance of the gym.
“But of course, milady.” Amaya, her older sister, said with a low bow. “Go crazy in there- not too crazy though, okay?”
Lili stuck her tongue out and gave her a hug before heading inside, greeting her teacher with a small curtsey.
You see, tonight was the night majority, if not all, of the middle schoolers of Hawkins, Indiana was looking forward to: The Snow Ball. The said event was held at the school’s gym. Inside, blue and white streamers and balloons were seen. A few students and parents milled about at the entrance, signing in or just chatting up each other.
Lili was looking her best that night: her long jet black hair done in curls that fell over her shoulder while a couple of joint braids held the rest away from her face. A light layer of foundation and lipstick were the only make-up on the girl’s face. To top it all off, she wore a simple lavender dress that reached her knees accompanied by a white petticoat.
“Good evening, good sir.” The Filipina greeted her teacher.
“Good evening milady.” Mr. Clarke responded with a smile. “Looking graceful tonight.”
“Thank you, milord.” She smiled sweetly and patted down her dress.
With a final curtsey, she turned towards the doors to the Snow Ball, taking in a deep breath and pushing the doors open. Her eyes sparkled like the shiny streamers hung about the room as well as the silver glitters sprinkled all over the place.
A smile crossed her lips as she scanned the area. A few kids were milling about, chatting or drinking the punch that Nancy was serving. She turned to see Jonathan snapping photos of the kids who lined up for the traditional prom picture-taking. Finally, her gaze landed on her group of friends who sat by the tables across the room.
Making a beeline towards the direction, Lili announced her presence by imitating a trumpet sound. “Hey guys!”
The groups responded with a chorus of ‘heys’ and ‘hellos’.
“You look great guys.” She patted Max’s shoulder. “Braids suit you, Max.”
The ginger haired girl smiled softly, absentmindedly running her fingers along the grooves of her braid. “Thanks.”
After a while of messing around, mostly teasing Mike about how cranky he is for El not being there, the said boy looked up, his eyes widening.
“Holy shit what happened to you?”
The rest turned their eyes to find Dustin strolling towards them, donned in a snazzy suit and his hair done up in a familiar style. He gave a small huff but continued to walk towards them. Lili’s lip trembled as she suppressed herself from smiling too much.
Damn did he look good.
A slow song started to play. The students scattered to find a dance partner, gathering towards the center of the dance floor and wrapping their arms around each other, slowly (and awkwardly) swaying to the music.
Lucas turned to Max and tried to deliver a line to get her to dance which ended up not so well.
“Are you asking me to dance, Stalker?” Max asked with a smug grin. She pulled him to the dance floor and placed her arms upon his shoulders as he laid his hands on her waist.
“Hey Zombie-Boy.” A brunette came up, totally ignoring the fact that the others were there she went up to Will. “Wanna dance?”
Will stammered out an answer and ended up disappearing into the sea of middle schoolers. Dustin turned to Mike and Lili, straightening out his jacket and holding his head up high.
“Well, wish me luck.” He strode over to a group of popular girls with Stacy in the middle.
Mike just rolled his eye in annoyance and trudged over to a chair to sit down and mope. Lili approached him and gave a sigh. “Want a drink?”
“Nope.” He answered brusquely.
The girl gave another exasperated sigh and went over to the punch bowl, avoiding stray individuals along the sidelines of the dance floor. As she went up to the punch bowl, she thought she had heard Nancy say to a kid that the punch was ‘pure fuel.’ Lili laughed as the kid left and skipped up to her.
“Pure fuel??”
“Yup.” Nancy said with a wink. “A sugar-filled drink like this could keep you up all night.”
“All night?”
“Depends on how much you drink.”
They shared a laugh. Just as Nancy moved to pour her a cup, Lili glanced over her shoulder to see Dustin looking around helplessly, his shoulders sagged and a devastated look upon his usually cheery face.
She jumped when she felt Nancy tap her shoulder, seeing a sympathetic smile on her face. “Why don’t you go dance with him?” She asked.
“Those girls are missing out on the night of their life.” Lili shook her head. “Thanks, Nance.” She grinned.
“No problem. Tell your sister I said hi.”
“Will do.”
The girl turned on her heel and went over to Dustin, slowing down her steps when she neared him. She noticed that his shoulders shook and a few broken gasps came from him. Even with his back turned to her, those signs told her that he was crying.
“Hi…” She called out gently as she leaned forward.
The boy stood up quickly, bringing his hands up to his face to wipe away his tears. He sniffed as he pulled his jacket straight, turning to her with a nonchalant look. “What?”
Lili’s heart practically broke at his state: his eyes were red and puffy from crying and his nose was the same color. A small frowned etched onto her features but she quickly shook it off and curtsied lowly that she practically touched the ground.
“Will milord Dustin Henderson have a dance with thee?”
Dustin blinked in surprise and shook his head, his curls bouncing. He gave a laugh and urged her to stand. A bright fuchsia dusted his cheeks as he played along with her.
“Yes of course, milady. Just, stand up already.” He took her hand in his and helped her up, prompting her grin to grow.
She tugged him over to the dance floor, moving to rest her arms on his shoulders while his went around her waist. The two smiled at each other as they swayed to the song. Lili’s gaze went from Dustin to the girls that had turned him down earlier, seeing them scoff at the two. She smirked to herself and looked back to her partner.
“I’m sorry.” She whispered.
Dustin raised a brow, confused. “For what?”
“I’m sorry that those girls didn’t get the chance to dance with the greatest guy in the room.”
The boy chuckled along with her. “I’m sorry that the guys here didn’t ask you out to the dance. But I guess that makes me the luckiest one here.”
She giggled, pink rising to her cheeks. “But I’m serious here Dusty.” The Filipina said all of a sudden with a different tone. “Those girls- they’re jerks for turning you down. They obviously don’t realize how awesome you are. If they pick those guys who change to impress them, it just proves how superficial they are.
“They couldn’t see the real, dorky you that does things out of pure genuine intentions and from the good of your heart.” She laughed a little. “And they missed the chance of seeing that cute smile of yours.”
Dustin’s lips quivered from the happiness that had bloomed in his chest. He let her words sink in and he realized that maybe she was right... and that she was always there to support him. At that moment, his gratitude for his friend grew.
“R-really?”
“Yeah! I like how you do that purring thing.” She said, prompting him to do so. She chuckled and shook her head. “Don’t go too crazy though, tiger.”
“Yeah, right sorry.”
The song continued to play. A few people had managed to end up being closer in all senses; a few were already hugging. As the song neared to an end, Lili spoke up.
“Hey Dusty…?”
“Yeah?”
Dustin froze in place as he felt a warm pair of lips land gently on his cheek. He looked down to see Lili with a bashful look complete with a face as bright as a tomato. “Thanks for having this dance with me.”
