the-littlest-inkblot:

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“I-I’m sorry……” She winced, lowering her paws from her mouth. “All I did was make an Eisner joke, I-I didn’t think it would actually BREAK anything…”

The crack got slightly bigger from a second mention, and the Repairman’s siren light grew a little brighter.

He didn’t seem to notice, instead wondering if he should pat her on the shoulder or bring Cat Slime out or something.

“No, relax, it’s fine, happens all the time…” he said, trying to calm her down. He appreciated the concern, as always, but he didn’t want anyone to start crying over it or overtly stressing over it. The latter was his job, after all.

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[[This week’s promo goes to @the-littlest-inkblot!

A cute lil’ Toon, born from both Disney and Warner Bros., trying to find her identity while causing all kinds of mischief for her friends, family, enemies, and complete strangers! The mun, Faith, is nice and approachable (and is also the mun for @heyypluto, @spike-preciousscales, and @king-of-warnerstock).

Look, this itty-bitty Toon is just cute, ok? Go pinch her cheeks or something*!

*Management not responsible for missing digits, concussions, or any consequence of cheek-pinching.]]

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“I baked cookies. Want some?”

“Hmm?”

The Repairman turned around to see a rather small (not Tiny) Toon smiling at him. He just had to smile in return.

“Oh, hi there!”

He would have been happy to take the cookies, but he was still holding up some planks that needed to be nailed to the Wall. At least he could still talk; one of the advantages of not having a mouth was that you could hold nails where it was supposed to be and still carry a conversation.

“Sure, just gimme a minute to get this set up!”

The inkblot started hammering away, but seemed to slow down for a moment.

“Actually, I don’t think we’ve met…What’s your name?”