#tannon

[hanonxtaro]

💎🌊🐬“ Next time we see each other, I’ll already be woman “ 🌊🦋👘

[ask-the-rebel-and-the-painter]

What you want

A soft sigh came from his parted lips as he looked out over the vast rolling fields and onto the dim lights that lay just beyond the small forest. "Soon it will be time for me to return to that place..the place that holdsk so many memoriesk of the past. A place which no longer holdsk any love for me and what I do." He had been away from the North for so long and now he had to return to see her and that was something he wasn't quite ready for. "Ah how thingsk have changed, how I have changed." He mused to himself as he turned back to his hive. What should he bring? He would of course need to bring something that she would like, such as a freshly made dress or perhaps a few new necklaces or maybe even a few new horn cuffs. 'Would she even like the shiny gold?' He wondered to himself as he went through his belongings to see what he should pack away for the long trip North. He would have to make the trip on foot since he didn't trust the buggies to take him anywhere, they always had a bad habit of breaking down on him while he was in the middle of driving. "What a walk thisk will be. However it'sk not like I haven't made it before...." He grumbled softly to himself as he packed a few paint brushes as well as a few canvases. "For when I get bored, obviously." He pulled his long hair back out of his face and into a ponytail, his hair had grown past his hips and made it down to his shins which meant that he would need to trim it sooner than expected. He sighed once more in frustration as he looked at the letter that lay on the table, abandoned and unsent. He had meant to send it so many times before, but couldn't bring himself to send it. She had a family now, so what would she want with a lost purpleblood who has made a name for himself? He shook his head to clear the dark thoughts that seemed to pop up whenever he thought about the past. "Now isk not the time for that Tannon." He reprimanded himself as he set aside the small box that held other unsent letters and small treasures that he had found to show her when he had been a wriggler.

"All thingsk happen when they are needed to happen."

(( @one-twisted-sister I really couldn't help myself XD sorry and I know that it's been a hot second since we've talked and I am sorry about that....there has just been alot of things that has been going down, but hopefully I will be able to make a come back! -Mun))

[that-was-not-supposed-to-happen]

name moodboard - Tannon

meaning: beauty, grace, roe, small deer

[ask-the-rebel-and-the-painter]

He sat in the soft open air looking out at the green field behind the hive wondering what the young clown was doing. "Why dïd Ï møvë ïn ågåïn¿" He asked himself for the hundredth time since he had asked the clown child for help. Said clown was actually just about to go out for a walk around the country side just to get ideas for a new line of paintings, maybe get some fresh paint while he was out.

"oi fish man." The soft yet slightly tired sounding voice came from the open window to his right. "you talking to someone or are you talking to yourself again?" The voice sounded alittle annoyed, but also slightly teasing. He could never tell how this kid was feeling, so he responded with a light-hearted "Jüßt tålkïng tø myßëlf øüt hërë." He heard the soft chuckle as the scrape of a paintbrush pulled across a canvas. "well just letting you know I will be heading out soon, so if there isk anything you want send me a message." Good thing the clown was in a good enough mood to offer to get him something. "Thånkß, Ïll' try tø rëmëmbër thåt!" He shot back happily.

[one-twisted-sister]

Tannon is a painter not a fighter lol! -random Mun nonsense P.S stay safe! @ask-the-sleepy-clown

I know he’s a painter x0D, he used to doodle things for Dom when she was what 7 or 8 sweeps?, when she wriggler sat him and rode on her shoulders x0D. And thanks I plan to not stepping outside unless I absolutely need to, everything is slowly closing down.

@ask-the-sleepy-clown

[one-twisted-sister]

Meadows in Spring, forests in Winter, mountains in Summer, rolling waves of the ocean, calm gentleness of a stream. Beauty is all around us when we sing. -for Dom from a mysterious troll, even though we both know who it is, but because there is no quirk it's a mystery (mun from @ask-the-sleepy-clown)

It was a typical night, Deet was down for a nap so she had some time choosing to step outside for some fresh air, when she did so she saw a folded up piece of paper on the hive step, her brow arched as she bent down to pick it up unfolding it. 

Her eyes read along each line written. “Aww that is really cute-”. She looked around the page trying to find a signature- there wasn’t one which was weird, she would have thought it was meant for Momo from some fan but it clearly had her name written on it, maybe a fan from her modeling?, she was shocked and felt quite flattered, it was definitely a nice little surprise the page would be refolded and carried in to be placed on the table.

[one-twisted-sister]

Contin from X @ask-the-sleepy-clown

She fussed a little bit with Tannon’s hair smoothing the unruly curls a bit, or rather tried to, thinking she had tamed the curls until they sprung once again, earning a soft chuckle. “Oh so you enjoy drawling huh?”. She had to make a mental note to pick up a sketchbook for him.

“Well how bout you make a deal wit momma Dom”. She shifted her hold so one arm was holding him and the other was lifted to face the little clown a oinky extended . “Pinky swear that you’ll be extra good for RamMom, not draw on anything and Momma Dom will get you a doodle book to draw in, think you can manage that bud?”.