#pinecloned-m

[dapperishly-a]

@pinecloned-m replied to your post “are any mutuals here in need of a promo? cause im really in the mood...”

I wouldn’t say no if u wanted

bet, enjoy 

temp cred , art cred

[starrypsychic-moved]

pinecloned-m

  [withhold] (finger guns)

tyrone, fists already swinging: bITCH TAKE IT BACK

((I’M SO SORRY YOU CAME FROM THIS TRASH MAN TYRONE))

[dapperishly-a]

@pinecloned-m replied to your post ““JUST CALL ME DADDY.” ”

hi would you like to stop talking

“NO CAN DO, THING 2, I HAVE FATHERLY DUTIES NOW.” 

“GET USED TO IT.” 

[kopiuchigatana]

Tyrone presents two gifts to Manba. One is more of a joke than anything else - it's a mug with "#1 Brother" screenprinted on it. The second is a sewing kit with scrap fabric in it for patching up holes. "I know I'm never gonna be able to make you wear something nicer, but at least fix up the rips in your cloak. It's useless to you like that." And then with a grin, he flips up the hood of his yellow poncho, so they match. Sort of.

((This is late but whoops.

“I um.. I wasn’t expecting anything....” Yamanbagiri wasn’t even aware that there was a season dedicated to gift giving, so he had no gift to give him in return. He holds the mug and sewing kit close to chest, trying not to cry. “Even though I’m a copy... you ...” And then Ty mimics him and he breaks, pulling his hood down to cry happily. He would have to ask his master what kind of gifts would be good for someone like Ty. But maybe once he had gotten control of himself. 

[grunkle4d]

Tyrone hands Ford a set of new pens, perfect for writing in his journal, as well as scans of all the notes and research he’s collected on himself - since he knows Ford is interested in all that. “Merry Christmas, Great Uncle Stanford!”

@pinecloned

“Oh, Ty...” he murmurs, flipping through the pages. “This is incredible. You’re quite the artist, you know that? With talent like this...” he lapses into thoughtful silence, for a moment. “You know, we could bind this. This looks like Journal #4 to me.”

[nzyvo]

Tyrone hands Mabel a precariously wrapped package, a little nervously. Still, he smiled as the gift is unwrapped: yarn in every color of the rainbow, and new knitting needles. “Merry Christmas, Mabel...”

@pinecloned

“Merry Christmas, Tyrone!” Mabel beamed at him before unwrapping the gift. Brown eyes grew wide as she gawked at the yarn and needles. This was the perfect gift! She threw her arms around the other, pulling him into a warm hug. “Thanks so much for these, they’re just what I wanted!”

[trolbergs-a-blog]

It's been a while since Tyrone's been in Trolberg, but he comes by Hilda's house with a wrapped gift: a little mini version of Twig he made out of pebbles and sticks, as well as a sketch of the two of them going through his portal to another world.

@pinecloned

She’s grinning wildly as the paper is torn away to reveal the little figurine and it’s accompanying drawing. She’s quiet for a moment, just studying the two gifts with absolute admiration, before gently setting them aside to throw her arms around Tyrone and give him a HUGE hug. 

“I LOVE it! Thank you thank you thank you!”

[fateprotected-a]

Tyrone hands Pris a tiny box tied with a bow. Inside is a necklace, with the Tent of Telepathy pendant on it. Something for her to remember him by when he isn’t around.

Present time!!

“Oh--You didn’t have to get me anything.”

The thing is. Pris isn’t unaccustomed to wearing jewelry. Spoils of her position, of generations of empire. When she’s feeling fanciful, she can and does wear jewels exquisite enough to buy a star system.

She’s never handled any of it the way she handles this. Grateful and reverent, with a rare, true smile on her face.

“Thank you, dearest.” Unthinking, she pulls her son him into a hug, brushing a quick kiss against the crown of his head. “Happy Yule.”