#tickarus

[asktickarus-blog]

A tall scarecrow in an orange sweater walks into the restaurant. He pockets his phone and a long, bony hand scratches his straw hair. He waits patiently to know whether he’s free to sit anywhere or be seated.

[dumplingaisimmer-blog]

@hyratel YOU REQUESTED A BBQ DOODLE WITH KURBI AND DINOMOM AGES AGO AND I FINALLY GOT ONE DONE

Featuring @asktickarus jioning in on the delicious fun

[operationtixandtricks]

((another tiny fanart, this time for @asktickarus of the super cool tikkat, tickarus!! ive always loved their design, and im happy to try my hand at drawing them! :> i hope i did them justice!! tick tock, motherfuckers! ))

[jewels-and-medicine]

Tick was working on redrawing a charcoal sketch that had been ruined in a pumpkin related accident when a sudden tapping sound got their attention. Looking to the source of the noise they squinted seeing a pigeon that had been bugging them the last few days pecking the window. Deciding they'd had enough Tick approached the window trying to figure out how to strike it down (hopefully this came out ok 👍)

Clack. Clack, clack-clack-clack. The pigeon cooed, ruffling its feathers and resuming the pecking order it had started. 

Whilst Tick approached the window, something- or someone- was also drawing near. Closer and closer, creeping above with monstrous claws, but ever so delicately gripping the side of the building as not to damage it. Hidden from the window pane, two tongues lazily drifted above and behind the pigeon as it clacked away at Tick’s window, unaware of its terrible fate.

With a snap as quick and almost as loud as lightning, serrated jaws clamped around the pigeon in one bite, locking the bird like some sort of prisoner. And teeth were the bars.

Those teeth belonged to Jamison, and frankly he hadn’t noticed Tick at the window until his eyes drifted to them. With a surprised cough, a few stray feathers blew out from his maw, and a sheepish grin flared across his snout.

[a-page-of-sanctuary]

@asktickarus Happy Birthday BEB! I made this for you!

[ask-lionel-ottaviani]

"I have 3 questions, 1: are you building a fort? 2: can I get in on it? 3: where did you get a pet anon? I want one."

“I have three answers: No it’s a nest, No you can not, and not a pet, I’m just keeping them around because they bring me food.”

“Now don’t you have somewhere to be Tick-Tock? Don’t you know it’s time for my nap? Unless you wanna hang around and let your time here be cut short.”

(Sorry Tickarus ;w;;)

[asktickarus-blog]

((have some kitty))

[asktickarus-blog]

“They’re making that face again, aren’t they?”