#neela

[may12324]

New characters to be in Fairydoll soon 💚

[jimjamjomjum]

Oh God, I worship you.

[cafecitoypanesito]

D.K. “Drift King”

Tokyo Drift

summary: after meeting D.K. at a race you decide to indulge into your urges

-not smut sorry to disappoint you dawgsss 

a/n:let’s just pretend that dk owns Hans garage LMAOO, I was halfway though writing this by the time i realized and got to lazy to change it. IK ITS IN SOME CASINO ARCADE PLACE WHATEVER 😭

The Tokyo night hummed with energy—engines revving, neon lights bleeding into the dark like spilled paint, and the unmistakable scent of burnt rubber curling into the air.

You didn’t come to race. You just came to watch.Yet somehow, your eyes kept finding him.

The Drift King

He wasn’t doing anything special when you first saw him—just leaning against his black Nissan 350Z, arms crossed, talking with Morimoto and his little crew. He turned his head slightly when he noticed you watching, the ghost of a smirk playing on his lips, and it wasn’t long before he made his way over.

“You’re not from around here,” he said smoothly, his voice low and confident.

“Is it that easy to tell?” you asked, arching a bro

“Only a little.” He glanced back at the car lineup, then at you. “You here for someone, or what ?”

You shrugged. “I like the way the city looks at night.”

That made him smile—just a little. “Then you’re in the right place.”

Morimoto calls him back with urgency. D.K. turns around acknowledging him, then back at you

“See you around.”

—

Cars roared down the mountain pass, one after another. You stood with a borrowed drink in hand, watching the races. And every time you turned, he was there. Not too close. Watching you. The third time you caught him looking, he didn’t bother pretending. He just walked over again.

“You ever gone drifting?”

You smirked. “That a line?”

He chuckled. “Only if it’s working.”

You considered his subtle offer, the lights from the cars casting soft colors across his face. “Maybe. Later.”

“Later,” he echoed, like a promise.

—

The crowd had thinned. The mountain air was cooler now, wrapping around your shoulders as you leaned against the same 350Z you saw earlier. DK stood beside you, keys twirling around his finger. “It’s quieter now,” he said. “You’ll see the city better.”

You nodded. “Alright…. Show me.” You didn’t know what you expected, maybe reckless speed, maybe arrogant stunts, but the way he drove was something else. It was fluid, controlled chaos. Like dancing on the edge of destruction, but never falling in.

He glanced over at you in the passenger seat, his expression cockier than before.

When you reached the top, the city stretched below you like a blanket of stars.

“You don’t talk much,” you said quietly.

“I don’t need to,” he replied. “Not when I know what I want.”

You met his gaze then, more serious now. “And what’s that?”

He didn’t answer right away. Just leaned closer, not quite touching you.“I think you know.”

Your voice was almost a whisper. “Maybe.”

The corner of his mouth lifted. “Then maybe you’ll come back tomorrow night.” He looked at you in anticipation, “Pass by my shop, we can talk more.” He said with a coy smile.

You looked back at the glittering city, then at him.

“Maybe I will.”

—

The next night, you were back. You told yourself it was just curiosity. You weren’t sure why. Maybe it was the look in his eyes

Han was the one who saw you first when you stepped into the garage.

He raised an eyebrow. “Either you’re lost, or Takashis already gotten under your skin.”

“Maybe I like the cars,” you said coolly knowing you were lying through your teeth.

He laughed. “No one comes here for the cars, not really.” He opened his arms in invitation, “Come! Sit down, have a beer.” he sat back down on the couch with a crowd of women surrounding him. “Mi casa es a su casa!.” He stated barely managing to get the words out.

The girls were lounging around, dressed for the heat, tossing glances your way that weren’t exactly friendly. All of them trying to get Hans attention.

You looked around the shop as you slowly made your way up the stairs towards them. There were hydraulic lifts and dozens of car parts, waiting to find their perfect match. Cars in different stages of repair, with colorful modifications. A garage men would envy.

You spent your time conversating with Han and the girls. Not all of them were bad. Until you heard the sound of a garage door opening and the engine of a certain car.

D.K. pulledinto the garage. Your eyes meeting through the windshield. A slight look of surprise washing over his face.

D.K. got out of the car slamming his door shut and made his way towards you. He gave Han a quick glance, in acknowledgment.

“You came,” he said, voice low.

You shrugged. “You made a decent case.”

He stepped closer, and this time, his fingers brushed your wrist. Light at first, then a little firmer—testing your boundaries.

You didn’t pull away.

“Come with me,” he said.

You stood up, feeling the stares of everyone as you followed him closely.

“USE PROTECTION!” exclaimed Han as you both walked into the hallway, hearing his laugh fade as it closed. You could only imagine his face. You slowly shook your head in embarrassment.

D.K. walked you through a maze of small hallways away from the garage, past the shimmer of vending machines and roooms filled with parties. The hum of the music faded behind you, replaced by a low, private kind of silence.

The door at the end of the hallways was cracked open. Warm light spilled out, along with low music and the faint scent of leather and motor oil.

His expression was unreadable, but the glint in his eyes told you he’d been waiting.

“You look good,” he murmured.

You tilted your head, letting him in just a little closer. “You say that to every girl who shows up twice?”

“No,” he said, stepping into your space, his palm resting on your hip. “Just the ones I want to see again.”

Morimoto walked into the office unannounced , his face tight. He said something sharp in Japanese. DK’s expression shifted. Cold. Calculating. And that’s when it clicked. The low whispers and rumors of what D.K. was in involved with were true.

Yakuza.

You watched DK speak with him, voice low, clipped. Her handed D.K. an envelope, he opened, it was filled with cash. However they got it, it wasn’t friendly.

You didn’t speak. You just watched as Morimoto left the room after their exchange. “You’re involved in some heavy shit” you said finally.

He turned, running a hand through his hair. “You didn’t come here for a safe ride.”

Confirming your suspicions.

He stepped toward you again, slower this time. Watching for your reaction.

“No,” you admitted. “I didn’t.”

He didn’t flinch. “That’s part of who I am.”

You turned to look at him. “And you’re proud of it.”

I’m good with what gets me ahead. What about you?” His voice dropped a little, eyes locked on yours. “You here looking for a fairytale?”His hand slid to your thigh. His fingers curled a little tighter.

“I built this,” he said, voice low. “Everything I have, everything I run. No apologies.”

You didn’t say anything. Because you didn’t hate it. That was the worst part.

You should’ve been scared. But instead, your pulse quickened, and you leaned in closer. “I’m just here for a good time,” you said.

He looked at you, eyes dark. “I don’t want forever.”

One moment you were breathing in the heat between you, the next his hands were on your hips, your back was pressed against the desk. He kissed you like he’d been holding it back all day—like he had something to prove. Your hands tangled in his shirt, pulling him closer, letting the heat swallow you whole.

It wasn’t rushed, but it wasn’t sweet, either. It was the kiss of two people who didn’t owe each other anything. Hungry, electric. His hands slid around your waist, pulling you closer, and you let him.

When you finally broke apart, you didn’t move far. He rested his forehead against yours. You didn’t care who he was. Not tonight.

His thumb traced a lazy line over your lower lip “You should stay,” he murmured.

You looked at him. “For how long?”

A slow smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Until the thrill runs out.”

You smiled back. “Then you better keep it interesting.”

[keepofkandrakar]

astrid kolfinnsdottir appreciation post bc girl has been clocking everyone’s shit since day one

[rotmgmoddy]

"No no I said steamed hams"

"That's what I call hamburgers"

Yea I wouldn't eat those either

OCs belong to @sleepy-milkbread :3c

[adobe-outdesign]

Can you review the Neela?

I wasn't expecting to get a new Neopet so soon after the Varwolf dropped, but here we are. I will say that the Neela feels a bit "off" for Neopet's traditional style, and kind of follows the hyper-detailed full body pet outfits we've been getting recently. I don't dislike the way it looks, but the detail and the unique pose will make customization difficult.

That said, I do like the design a lot! It feels a bit like the Ogrin, and I guess you could argue they're too similar to justify the Neela as a pet, but I think the markings, long tail, hooves, four horns, and slender face make it different enough. It has this really nice ethereal kind of vibe to it, and is really beautiful overall.

Speaking of markings, my only other issue with this design is that I'm not sure what base color it's supposed to be. Blue, I guess? I love the palette in isolation, don't get me wrong, but it doesn't quite fit in with other basic-coloured Neopets, and it's weird that they only released one out of three basic colours for it so far. Not a huge issue, but one I hope they correct soon.

Neelas have obviously been released post-customization, so there's no UC/styled art to discuss (for the basic colour, at least).

Favorite Colours:

Arid: Not only did TNT release a new pet, but they also released some new colors along with it! Arid is arguably very basic, just black and white with dark pinkish-red accents, but I'm an absolute sucker for black/white/red combos, and I really think this palette makes the Neela's unique markings pop compared to the basic color.

Blacklight: Oh, this one's beautiful! We only have a pet style for it right now so we don't know what the converted version will look like, but I love the pose and the joyful expression. I also think that this is a solid new colour—we have shadow and rainbow, but black with neon rainbow highlights is unique enough when combined that I think it's more than justified, especially with the rainbow spectrum trails coming off of it. Can't wait to see what more pets look like in this colour!

Graveyard: Okay, this one looses some points for originality, given that we already have zombie as a colour and it's not clear what the difference is. Graveyard is gorier, I suppose? Regardless, this design is very cool. I love the details with the stitching along the sides, and the exposed skull and broken horn look super cool and creepy.

[mugennoiro]

💌 @kingofcardsx sent: "You looked cold." (Neela) | You looked cold. (always accepting!)

GOOSEBUMPS GROW over every inch of exposed skin. His response prompts an inspection of her arms. Lips round. "Oh" Now she understands. His coat is large and heavy, but the latter does not deter her. Shoulders sink initially, but she welcomes the weight and warmth it brings. Hands lazily surf the air: they latch to his arm and immediately begin to knead. Small tugs seek to reel him in; to erode the distance between them bit by bit.

"I'm actually not cold," Neela coos in response, "Sometimes that happens after healing people!" The slow erasure of space ends with her flush against him. One arm loops around his torso, cinching him close to her. "But," her cheek brushes his chest, "Thank you for looking out for me." The nurse's head tips back; the magnitude of enormous umber eyes is blunted by the veil of thick, flaxen lashes. Fingers find the etchings of musculature. Neela is mesmerized by this discovery, and continues her tactile exploration, tracing every detail. "That's very sweet of you."

[wannabewallflower]

For the second week of May, I present my redrawn Rogue Wave cover! Which Tumblr hates, apparently, because every time I tried uploading the full-size image the website threw a hissy fit until I halved its dimensions 🤷