Ah, Christmas. The season of giving. Even if you don’t celebrate it, I’d like to give you all a little something! I know there aren’t a lot of PSDs here - I was going to make more, but I ran out of ideas, unfortunately - but I quite like the ones I’ve put here, and I hope you do too! There’s only one real “rule” to using these; All I ask is that, if you use one, you credit me on an updates tab or an OOC page or something along those lines. I’d love it if you liked or reblogged if you use or want to use them, too! You don’t have to, but it encourages me to make more!
I hope you all have a wonderful holiday season, and I wish you all the best in the coming year! ❤
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I said I’d do something once I reached 500 followers, and now I’m quite a bit over that milestone!!
So this is a thank you to all of those who have stuck with me, and those new friends I’ve made recently too!! Thanks for following this little socially awkward vampire baby of mine.
Here’s the deal:
There will be two winners.
The prizes are:
- a custom theme (coding and graphics) (you can look at my blog for an example, as well as here and here)
- OR 25 icons and a promo banner
Likes and reblogs count, and you must be following me to enter! The giveaway closes on December 24 at 5pm Eastern.
IF YOU END UP SHIPPING WITH ME, I WILL-
✔ Ruin you :’)
✔ Spam you with random ic asks (that you never have to actually answer so dw)
✔ Always send you memes (again you don’t have to answer every one of them!)
✔ Spaz at you incoherently
✔ Throw headcanons and scenarios at you at random times
✔ Probably ask for a bunch of AUs
✔ Always be open for more threads
✔ Cry with you whenever anything happens with our muses.
So I’m finally getting around to editing my own icons all fancy like, what do you guys think? I’d like some opinions.
“Judal, just because I said you could keep food in my house now does not mean that you can cook every meal here.” Kaneki had opened just about every window in the apartment in hopes of getting rid of the smell of the food Judal just finished cooking.
Judal had been more than anxious setting out for Anteiku. Yes, he wanted to go see Kaneki, and yes it was absurd to think he wouldn’t be leaving the shop alive… But there was a loud nagging doubt clinging to him that the people working there wouldn’t be so thrilled about his recent discovery.
He let his mind wander down its twisted route of insecurity and panic while his feet carried him, mostly on autopilot. There was a handy shortcut Kaneki had shown him a while back, cutting through some alleys to reach the coffee shop in half the time it usually took.
Generally speaking, he shouldn’t have been in that alleyway.
Logically, he would have avoided it, seeing as he had been traumatized enough in such settings.
But he had a dangerous mix of careless and thoughtless in his mind.It was the smell that hit him first. He didn’t know how the thick and somehow metallic scent was familiar to him… At least, at first he didn’t. As he walked, slowly and warily, it got stronger, seemed to curl into his throat and make itself present on the back of his tongue.
He rounded a corner, and his step faltered as he stepped into a nightmare.
Red. Everything was red.
His first thought, inane in hindsight, was that someone had
repainted. Just splashed around with a bucket and a brush
until everything was a uniform shade of scarlet.His second thought wasn’t a thought at all. It was a memory.
Teeth tear open a vein the liquid rubies of vitality draining onto the pavement. The smell is thick, thick and oh god oh god it’s choking him or maybe that was the pressure on his lungs making the world go dark and everything was just red so damn r e d.The sharp flashback flipped all of his senses to high alert, and he tore himself from his mind to assess the situation. Because, the dark figure on the pavement was not, in fact, debris as he had first thought. It was moving. It was eating.
He stared at the ghoul in front of him, terror stilling his movements and his breath. Would it go after him if it already had a victim? Could he still run? God damn it, he wished Kaneki was there to deal with this.
He was too afraid to look too closely at the decimated body, but he couldn’t keep his gaze off of the mystery ghoul. The… The mystery ghoul who really wasn’t so mysterious, as he looked closer.
It was a realization that brought the bitter bite of bile to his throat, shocked horror that finally called up the latent panic and nausea he had shoved down.His lips parted to say something – perhaps call out the name of his closest friend? But his stomach had other ideas. As he abandoned the attempt to get out even a whisper of Kaneki’s name, he flung out an arm to catch himself on the nearest wall as his entire body heaved with the force of everything he had managed to eat that morning resurfacing.
At first he didn’t register the sound of someone collapsing against the wall, but amidst bringing yet another handful of blood to his mouth, Kaneki caught the faintest trace of what sounded like heaving. Out of reflex his whole body tensed, prepared to dodge in case whoever was behind him moved to attack. He was ready.
Blood smeared lips twisted into a feral grin at the thought of getting to eat this one too, how warm and fresh their flesh would be beneath his teeth. He could already imagine what part he’d bite into first; he’d go for the abdomen this time, tearing away the fragile barrier of skin and slurping down one delicious organ after another and oh, it’ll be so good. He’d eat all of them; more organs, more flesh, more blood, more more more more MORE-
Why wasn’t he being attacked?
Cautiously he turned, teeth bared in a silent snarl as he finally got a look at who’d stumbled upon him. He’d been prepared for an investigator (obviously a newbie, from the way he sounded like he was about to hurl), or even just another faceless human.... but not this.
Kaneki had never come back to himself so quickly after losing it to his hunger before; entire body stone cold with shock and horror as he stared at the black haired boy leaning against the alley wall. “....Ju...dal...?” Kaneki’s voice trembled, eyes wide with fright at being found by him, of all people. Immediately he scrambled for his feet, backing away in such a rush that he nearly tripped over what was left of the person he’d just gorged himself on.
“Stay... Stay back..!” Kaneki stumbled backward until his back met with the coarse brick of the alley’s opposite wall, sliding down to the ground and curling up on himself. Bloody hands clenched tightly in his hair as Kaneki pulled his knees to his chest and ducked his face behind them. “D-Don’t- don’t look at me... please..”
Dammit, this was the one thing he hadn’t wanted Judal to ever see.. But now he had. He’d seen just what Kaneki turned into when he lost control, he’d seen and he looked so damn terrified and sickened and...
He wasn’t even aware of the choked sobs tumbling passed his lips at this point. “...Don’t look...”