#rare case of t00nyah writing

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✨t00nyah fic archive✨

they're all only available in google docs i'm so sorry but once i can post on ao3 i will i....technically have more, but i'm more proud of those.

「︎ Preening 」︎ winged au ●︎ kromer/sinclair, but it's very platonic there word count: 1,425 ⋙︎link

「︎ 3-13. Silent night. 」︎ sinner!kromer au ●︎ literally just retelling of 3-13 with the swap word count: 1,176 ⋙︎link

【︎ the awakenings 】︎

fanfics dedicated to gearld's school au, in which the sinners get isekai'd into a school au. very fun. these are about the sinners waking up in this another universe, but they're discontinued for i was writing them in may while being unable to do literally anything else and i was super inspired, but now i'm kind of not sure what to write, words just don't work anymore, but they're quite good. they weren't meant to be actual fanfics and initially were literally written in tumblr dms as i came up with more to write so they're...a little messy.

◇︎ gregor word count: 1,323 ◇︎ faust word count: 1,308 ◇︎ rodion (yep, all the dialogue is in russian, and i struggled to translate it to english in the comments) word count: 1,209 ◇︎ outis (this one...has a little bit of greek, but i had to google stuff a lot for that and i'm really hoping i didn't fuck it up. translation is put in the end notes...) word count: 1,099 (counting end notes) word count: 927 (without end notes)

#rare case of t00nyah writing #limbus company #i mean why not #hopefully i won't regret it

[t00nyah]

also. remember my au where marcy's olivia's daughter and in general the girls get to amphibia earlier? yeah so i maybe wrote something.

something...like a fanfic maybe...small thingie...tee-hee.

sasha, in the throne room, in front of king andrias, is studying her surroundings and, to her shock, notices barely standing still marcy next to a blue newt – the royal advisor.

"mar…marcy?" sasha didn't really plan to start talking before she's permitted to, out of respect, but the surprise in her voice was really clear. marcy regina wu, in all her grace, but somehow with a tail(…?!), was trying not to shout and nodded in excitement.

"now hold on, what are you doing here? for how long..?" "SASHA!! hi-hi-hi-hi– oh, i've missed you so much!! i didn't believe i'll see you or anne ever again, but here you are – first anne, now you!!" "anne is here?.." "she sure is!– well, not exactly here-here, but she's staying in newtopia with her family for the agricultural – and i hope annual from this moment on, andrias, – festival! and, OOOH, i have so much more to–" "mar-mar, hold your horses," sasha takes a deep breath to process given information. she forces a smile. "hey, how about: we sort things out with my super-important meeting with the king and then we-e…discuss everything? and then you'll help me catch up to everything, okie, mar-mar?"

marcy, in fact, looked at her a little dumbfounded, and then embarrassingly looked away at the wall.

"oh yeeah…i kind of forgot that this was supposed to be an official meeting, haha."

after those words, royal advisor's daughter tried to make the most calm and collected pose she could. making a pause, sasha turned her attention to the giant newt in front of her.

"king andrias, i'm just a passerby, but i think i have something information about might be hidden from the prying eyes. i– i understand that i might not be qualified worthy either, but i need to know…" under the king's interested gaze, she took out of her small worn-out bag…

"OH, that's the box we found! it was with you the whole time?!"

and, once again, the order was broken by marcy's shout, to which lady olivia called her off with a strict gaze, getting an apology in return.

"i found it in the forest not so long ago. so…what? i want to know how it's connected to what happened." she looked at the king, who put on his glasses to take a better look at the artifact.

"well, that's an interesting finding. you see, marcy already told us the story about the music box… hm… perhaps if we put all our effort and check the royal archives, we'll find something! marcy, can i count on you to help with this…deal?" the giant salamander trustfully smiled at the girl and she gasped.

"CAN YOU?! i'm all in, mister! king!"

"i knew i could count on lady olivia's daughter," andrias grinned, to which he received a surprised, but pleasantly surprised, look from the royal advisor and turned his gaze to sasha. "we'll start tomorrow morning. but for now! i suppose our meeting is over, and i'd like miss marcy to properly reunite with our guest! go on, i'm sure you have a lot to discuss."

with a restrained squeal, marcy, as if on command, rushed to her childhood friend and hugged her so hard that they almost fell on the floor, saved only by the blonde's sense of balance. sasha replied with not any less firm hug and, when they let each other go, mar-mar gently took her hands with such incredible joy on her face.

"sashasashasashasashasasha!! you can't even imagine how glad i am to see you… oh, i can't wait till i'll show you where anne lives!! well, for now. for some time," there was a noticeable disappointment in the last words. "but! now… who wants a tour of the castle from the royal advisor's daughter, one of her kind, marcy rippletail-wu herself?!"

sasha awkwardly smiled to her.

"yeah, sure, mar-mar. can't wait. but we…" she looked away for a moment before looking into her friend's eyes again. "…really need to discuss. a lot. you get what i mean. we haven't seen each other in ages, isn't that crazy?" "exactly! oooh i can tell you so much, but first, i'd like to know what happened to you! look at your clothes! where'd you get it??" "…made it myself?" "…no. way. this IS SO COOL!!" "kinda. i didn't really have a choice. i luckily had a teacher though." "TELL ME EVERYTHING RIGHT FROM THIS SPOT!!" said marcy as they began walking away from the throne room.

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so... little context i can give:

sasha ran away almost immediately and had to learn to survive on her own with occasional help from locals. marcy became adoptive daughter for olivia (rippletail *giggles in silly headcanons*). she also still really likes agricultural stuff...and begs andrias to hold a huge festival!! and anne lives with plantars (tho she had time when she ran away only to accept that she needs help from them, so they came to newtopia both for the festival and to search for answers in the heart of amphibia).

:)

#amphibia #newt child marcy #rare case of t00nyah writing

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wrote something small just to comfort myself idk it might not even make sense but it's literally just agent24 existing

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The octoling stood up from her bed. She stretched a little and, after a few moments of her brain registering that she's awake, she looked at surroundings.

They were renting a cabin for some peaceful time together, and it was quite cozy there. Two separate beds at different sides of the room — one belonged to Eight, another — to Three. A Zapfish plushie was kind of indicating inkling's bed.

Eight's senses were finally awake and she looked in the window.

It's raining.

She went downstairs carefully and quietly, though, as soon as she noticed her partner on the window seat, the inkling pretty much immediately rose their head to look at her and didn't say a word.

"Hey, Three," the octoling said, with still a little raspy voice after her sleep, walking towards them. The more Eight looked, the more apparent was the fact that Three looked a bit...sad. They looked away at the window, raindrops falling on it, drumming.

There was a silence between them while Eight took some time to sit closely and look there as well.

"It's raining." finally said the inkling, laying their head on their knees they hugged. "I just... don't like rain. You?"

"Hm? Never thought about that..." Eight looked at the sky and thought a bit.

"I guess it feels a little... um... as if the sky just doesn't like that day. It's just sad, and it wants us to be sad with it... maybe grieve with it. " she said, still staring at the window.

" ...Yeah. " simple reply from the squid. "Rain just makes me sad. And makes me think about past a lot."

Hearing this, Eight looked at them with concern. She knows how many sad memories there might be, trauma even. She knows oh too well.

Three noticed her gaze, looking back.

"It's not that big of a deal."

"You sure?"

"Sure."

Eight looked at them a little more, trying to notice anything in their behaviour that maybe would give her insight on what they actually feel, maybe their lie. But no. Three was being honest, it seems. Just thoughts.

"Well... You could tell me some of those thoughts of yours, if you want to." Eight repositioned herself so that she could lean onto Three, and Three just accepted this and leaned their head a little closer to hers.

"Well... Alright. I suppose it's fine. Been thinking about some very old days, back when...err...I became an agent. It was sudden and weird, and... I don't regret it so much, but sometimes I think what would change if I weren't to follow Cap'n into the sewers, you know."

The entirety of afternoon Eight just sat there, listening to Three's thoughts about their life, things they would like to change, things they couldn't imagine being better than they are, raindrops' drums blending with their voice, becoming soothing somehow.

#splatoon #agent 3 #agent 8 #splatoon fanfiction #no way it can't be #rare case of t00nyah writing #omg everyone's in shock #i needed something cozy dont touch me