[ there you were, minding your own business... maybe struggling with your own sudden transformation into some sugar-hyped kid's holiday nightmare
when suddenly you feel a sharp tug on your leg — gingerbread, wooden or otherwise — and hopefully you have fast enough reflexes or a steady balance to avoid getting yanked down to the ground. either way, you'll find a wooden riruka with her hand curled around your ankle, with a faint dusting of snow on her that seems to imply she's been down there on the ground for quite some time herself. ]
You! Help me up, will you?!
╭┈◦•◦❥•◦snowmen mayhem ♡
[ honestly? riruka was in desperate need for an outlet for her frustration, so when that first snowman hurled its snowball at her, it had only taken the young woman two seconds before deciding it was war.
it makes for a fairly... interesting sight. at the climax of her battle, riruka has amassed a standoff with four other snowmen who have armed themselves with snowballs, yet somehow still seem unsure of the tiny woman screeching bloody murder at the top of her lungs as she brandishes a ??? gun ??? that spits out a barrage of snowballs to anyone who dares to come near. ]
Ha! Eat it, snowman!!
[ okay maybe she's having a little too much "fun" here... does scaring the snowman count? ]
╭┈◦•◦❥•◦interlude for a sweet tooth ♡
[ wait. wait. you're telling her the entire town is made out of sweets? like. for real?
.............and you expect her to not try and eat it?!
look, don't judge her okay. but she's been standing out in the snow for hours now staring at this mailbox made out of cookies and frosting and good god is that marshmallow and at some point the two wolves inside her her decide they're both hungry as heck so if you see her suddenly lean in and try to lick the frosted numbers on the damned thing just LOOK AWAY OKAY!! NOTHING TO SEE HERE!! ]
╭┈◦•◦❥•◦wildcard ♡
( if none of these prompts work for you, feel free to throw something else at me or pm this journal to plot something out! )
riruka dokugamine | bleach | tdm
when suddenly you feel a sharp tug on your leg — gingerbread, wooden or otherwise — and hopefully you have fast enough reflexes or a steady balance to avoid getting yanked down to the ground. either way, you'll find a wooden riruka with her hand curled around your ankle, with a faint dusting of snow on her that seems to imply she's been down there on the ground for quite some time herself. ]
You! Help me up, will you?!
╭┈◦•◦❥•◦snowmen mayhem ♡
it makes for a fairly... interesting sight. at the climax of her battle, riruka has amassed a standoff with four other snowmen who have armed themselves with snowballs, yet somehow still seem unsure of the tiny woman screeching bloody murder at the top of her lungs as she brandishes a ??? gun ??? that spits out a barrage of snowballs to anyone who dares to come near. ]
Ha! Eat it, snowman!!
[ okay maybe she's having a little too much "fun" here... does scaring the snowman count? ]
╭┈◦•◦❥•◦interlude for a sweet tooth ♡
.............and you expect her to not try and eat it?!
look, don't judge her okay. but she's been standing out in the snow for hours now staring at this mailbox made out of cookies and frosting and good god is that marshmallow and at some point the two wolves inside her her decide they're both hungry as heck so if you see her suddenly lean in and try to lick the frosted numbers on the damned thing just LOOK AWAY OKAY!! NOTHING TO SEE HERE!! ]
╭┈◦•◦❥•◦wildcard ♡