4 Works by Mysterioustea
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A Miniature Journey by MissTea (Mysterioustea) for Moonhunter5
Fandoms: Linked Universe - jojo56830 (Webcomic), The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms
10 Aug 2025
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Four hummed, shaking his head. "No, this is separate. I turned into a Minish to talk to Hyrule, I can't understand fairies as a Hylian."
'…Wait.' Legend stared at Four's inscrutable face, confusion ghosting across the back of his mind. "Minish? Aren't those old fairy tale creatures?" Pausing, he shook his head. "But, why are you visible? I'm not a child."
"Quest bullshit."
"…I hate how much that makes sense." Legend sighed.
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or, Four, Legend and Hyrule venture back to the Chain in miniature form after being separated by a portal.Series
- Part 1 of Tea's LU 3rd Annual Gift Exchange fics
- Part 2 of Tea's Gifts
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Isochronalism by MissTea (Mysterioustea)
Fandoms: The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms, Linked Universe - jojo56830 (Webcomic)
13 Jun 2025
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Something is wrong. Hyrule isn't quite sure what yet, but he's going to find out what it is.
And it looks like Time is a good place to start.
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- Part 1 of Tea's LU works
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Through Your Lens by MissTea (Mysterioustea) for azucairs
Fandoms: Twisted-Wonderland (Video Game)
09 May 2025
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To Say that Vil and Neige's fans hate each other would be a lie.
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- Part 2 of TWST
- Part 1 of Tea's Gifts
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Shout Your Lungs Out at Me by azucairs, MissTea (Mysterioustea)
Fandoms: Twisted-Wonderland (Video Game)
01 May 2025
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A cold hand grips his chin as Vil starts to brush, unquestioningly harsh and consistent.
Epel bites down a light hiss at a particular tug on a knot. The brush effectively combing it out within the relentless movements of the soft bristles despite the carefully abrasive manner its performed. Just shy of rough, a show of disapproval.
"If you weren't so insistent on behaving in a way that's unfit, unlike, and unrespectable for Individuals like us, I wouldn't have to be fighting against your delicate locks."
He sits still against the ache building on his scalp with indignation wearing his hands heavy on his lap.
“There.” Soft hands card through his hair, almost gentle despite his harsh expression. “Much better, isn't it?”
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Deuce tenses when he comes close, they all do. In a motion done so close-knit, akin to something of routine or of instinct. It's enough to make him stop.
All of the housewarden behind him pause in their movements as they take in their expressions, ones they've never seen, not once, before.
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- Part 1 of TWST
- Part 1 of Azus twst fics