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MUSES ARE MINORS NO LEWD

Blue, Shadow, Green, Red, Vio.

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Art is from Linked Universe on Tumblr and Four Sword/Minish Cap Mangas
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"Do I have to drag some of you to Termina next blood moon? It doesn't happen there."
December 9, 2025 at 2:00 PM
He carefully laid the teen down on the mattress, before floating back over to Octavo, nudging him lightly.

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

He asked worriedly.

“You looked pretty worn down. And where are you gonna sleep?”

He frowned. He snapped his fingers and summoned two blankets, one over Four -
frame. Books lay askew everywhere, many piled next to the mattress.

"Just lay them down there," Octavo points to the bed. "Without the blood moon they should recover. From what I've seen, this particular era does no have blood moons, so they'll be safe as long as they're here."
December 9, 2025 at 1:55 PM
Shadow nodded again.

“Human. Hylian parents. But I was created by Vaati, and I’m still okay.”

He insisted, a hand on his chest.

“I mean, Ganon and Demise has decided to watch over them sometimes, but that wouldn’t affect them! Right?”
"Oh...?" So from another timeline all together...

"The moon presence has its way on making others behave strangely. Do not fret, we shall find a reason for their affliction."

She would gaze at them before asking, "Getting it out of the way now, do you know their parentage?"
He frowned at that, ears pointed downwards. He glanced back at them, thinking for a moment, lowering his sword.

“I don’t…know what’s wrong with them.”

He said, truthfully.

“I’ve never seen that happen before. But we also don’t have blood moons in our era. It’s new.”
December 9, 2025 at 1:41 PM
!

The four jumped simultaneously, causing the one in green to drop a hammer right on his foot. He yelped and stumbled back, wincing.

“Goddesses damnit!”

He shouted. The group looked up at the older man, seemingly a mixed of annoyed and surprise.

“We’ll pay for the damages. And cost for the iron-
- room to hear, before pointing at one end of the room as if to command the four of them to stand in line against it.
December 9, 2025 at 1:36 PM
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December 9, 2025 at 1:12 PM
They’re awake. Begrudgingly.
December 9, 2025 at 12:53 PM
Where there had been one teen before, there was now four, looking exactly the same. The only difference was the color of their clothes. Red, blue, green and purple.

The one wearing blue and the one with red were arguing, with molten iron spilled between the two.

“Watch where you’re going!” The -
- took over as he made his way to the door. Slowly opening it up hear what was happening below.
December 9, 2025 at 12:52 PM
He frowned at that, ears pointed downwards. He glanced back at them, thinking for a moment, lowering his sword.

“I don’t…know what’s wrong with them.”

He said, truthfully.

“I’ve never seen that happen before. But we also don’t have blood moons in our era. It’s new.”
—to show no foul play.

"Octavo is right, and I just want to ease their pain. . .is that not your wish too?"
December 9, 2025 at 12:47 PM
He stiffened, feeling a dark blush spread across his cheeks. Still, he stood in front of them, sword pointed at her.

“Why do you wanna know?”

He asked suspiciously.

“Octavo said they’ll be okay. That they just need rest. Not…bugs.”

He huffed.

“S-so I’m not telling you anything!”
. . .She would stop—before perhaps a familiar laugh he might recognize escaped her. "Leave them alone...? But my dear, they are in pain. . .we can't leave them like that, can we, my little stick fighter?

Do you know if they are allergic to anything?"
He immediately jumped in front of the others, defensive. He was practically puffing up like an angry cat.

“Don’t touch them! Leave them alone!”

He summoned a sword from a rift, eyes filled with nothing but determination
December 9, 2025 at 3:56 AM
Shadow winced at first, but watched in awe as his burn faded away. Cool!

He stood there and stared as Octavo struggled for a bit before he snapped his fingers.

Four was lifted up by a black bubble, transparent and shimmering.

“Lead the way.”

Shadow said, reaching up and holding onto Four’s hand
them, and they sink through, landing in the dark and soot-stained hallway of Hyrule castle. Octavo had set the carpet and furniture on fire during his takeover, leaving it nothing but ash. With a grunt, he grabs Link under the arms, beginning to drag them.
December 9, 2025 at 3:49 AM
He immediately jumped in front of the others, defensive. He was practically puffing up like an angry cat.

“Don’t touch them! Leave them alone!”

He summoned a sword from a rift, eyes filled with nothing but determination
Once he was teleported, which was only a matter of time, she could be found tending to his friends, swarmed with butterflies.

"Goodness, I sleep for a second, and within the hour everything goes wrong." She seems to be talking to the butterflies.
“Hey! I said to get away! Don’t touch them!”

He swatted at the butterflies with annoyance, hissing loudly.

First Blue, then Vio, followed by Red and Green. Shadow was last, as he wasn’t injured in the slightest. Though he looked very confused and very panicked.
December 9, 2025 at 3:39 AM
“Hey! I said to get away! Don’t touch them!”

He swatted at the butterflies with annoyance, hissing loudly.

First Blue, then Vio, followed by Red and Green. Shadow was last, as he wasn’t injured in the slightest. Though he looked very confused and very panicked.
They couldn't understand much but they would begin to yoink his friends and him it seems—. They were disappearing in a blinding light one by one. Starting with the most wounded—.
The group of four laid unconscious in the middle of the woods, with a large hole in each of their palms

Shadow nervously hovered around them, floating in circles, unsure what to do to help. But when he saw the butterflies, he stood defensively in front of them.

“Shoo! Go away!”
December 9, 2025 at 3:23 AM
“You don’t look too good.”

Shadow’s worry was only growing. He didn’t know what to do to help, and it was driving him insane.

“What do I do? What can I do? Tell me! What do I do to help? I need to help!”

He floated in a giant circle around them, unable to sit still, filled with nervous energy
"Because I made them dance until they passed out. They need to rest." Octavo coughs. "I... 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦 you can come back with me. The library isn't cozy but it's got a roof. Bit of a mess in there, though."
He looked up at Octavo and shook his head.

“We’ve…been traveling on the road. We camp out. We haven’t been in a real house in ages.”

He said, kneeling next to Vio and nervously squeezing his hand.

“Why aren’t they waking up?”

He was worried about them. Deeply worried, to the point of tearing up
December 9, 2025 at 3:17 AM
The group of four laid unconscious in the middle of the woods, with a large hole in each of their palms

Shadow nervously hovered around them, floating in circles, unsure what to do to help. But when he saw the butterflies, he stood defensively in front of them.

“Shoo! Go away!”
. . .from her hand she would summon what seemed to be endless butterflies.

"Bring me those who have been wounded . . ." She'd command them.

[Open interaction, if you participated in the blood moon event, you can add your own little blurp on how these wittle butterflies found you :) ]
December 9, 2025 at 3:16 AM
Bedtimeee /
December 9, 2025 at 3:11 AM
He looked up at Octavo and shook his head.

“We’ve…been traveling on the road. We camp out. We haven’t been in a real house in ages.”

He said, kneeling next to Vio and nervously squeezing his hand.

“Why aren’t they waking up?”

He was worried about them. Deeply worried, to the point of tearing up
"I've never seen it either! I don't know if it will help, but getting them inside, out of sight of that moon... That might be a good idea." Octavo sniffles, wiping his nose with his sodden sleeve again. "We can ask them about it once they've come to their senses. Do you have somewhere to take them?"
Shadow frowned. He placed the potion by Octavo, just in case he changed his mind, and began to maneuver the siblings. Swords in their hands, blade tips pressed together…in a flash, they were gone, and Four laid where they were, still unconscious.

“What do I do with them?” Shadow asked helplessly. -
December 9, 2025 at 3:11 AM
Blink blink.

He retreated deeper into the shade. Using a leaf to tie the sticks together into spear!
It thins out again before bring a piece of bark—.

It has a shield now. On guard shadowling, the light blob is down for this challenge.
Shadow grumbled in annoyance, picking up another stick. Now he’s duel wielding!
December 9, 2025 at 3:06 AM
Shadow frowned. He placed the potion by Octavo, just in case he changed his mind, and began to maneuver the siblings. Swords in their hands, blade tips pressed together…in a flash, they were gone, and Four laid where they were, still unconscious.

“What do I do with them?” Shadow asked helplessly. -
"Ah? What was that? What happened?" Octavo frowns at his own hand, as if it had suddenly change into hot iron. "...aye, they'll be fine. Tired, but fine. As will I. I don't need that. Save it for them."

He waves the potion away.
close.

The magic was still lingering, especially around Octavo. But that didn’t stop Shadow from trying to help.

“Will they be okay? Will you?”
December 9, 2025 at 3:05 AM
Shadow grumbled in annoyance, picking up another stick. Now he’s duel wielding!
The light— now parried with the other—. Too well versed in the art of swordsmanship—.

It seems to be enjoying this.
Batting at the stick with his stick now

“Shoo-!”
December 9, 2025 at 2:55 AM
“Are you okay?!”

Shadow was at his side in an instant, holding a healing potion he stole from one of the Colors’ bags. Oh well.

“Drink it. It’ll make you feel better.”

He placed it in Octavo’s hand, only to yelp as his skin burned in contact to Octavo’s. He recoiled, holding his burned hand -
his sleeve.

"Gracious," he croaks. "Don't ever make me do that again."
December 9, 2025 at 2:48 AM
Batting at the stick with his stick now

“Shoo-!”
Ah, it has an idea now—...has slightly dispersed only to come back holding a stick—.

Shall now poke back—.
The little shadeling poked at the circle with a stick, as if trying to shoo it away.
December 9, 2025 at 2:46 AM
The little shadeling poked at the circle with a stick, as if trying to shoo it away.
The light would create a thick circle around this shadow. Wiggling, playfully.

—....it sounds like laughter— and soft chimes.
Ducking into the nearest shade

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December 9, 2025 at 2:39 AM
“Snap them out of- you’re bleeding?!”

Shadow panicked. He darted around, trying to find a fairy, or a healing potion anywhere.

The teens looked absolutely drained, their skins pale, eyes slowly getting dimmer and dimmer until the Blood Moon had lost its grip to the point that they were forced to -
his nose starts to bleed, trickling down his lips.
December 9, 2025 at 2:39 AM
Ducking into the nearest shade

💧
How does one avoid the light thats everywhere? Pokes him where he lands—. He doesn't get to escape that easily.
!!!

Leaping back like a startled cat
December 9, 2025 at 2:28 AM
The kids tried their best to ignore it, covering their ears, the whole nine yards. But the blood moon’s affects were weakening on them, it was only a matter of time.

Shadow suddenly appeared behind Octavo, but he didn’t seem affected, despite being a being of darkness.

“What are you doing to them-
floods the air. It pounds in their ears and chests, flooding their senses and seizing control of their muscles. The urge to dance is overwhelming, to follow Octavo's movements. He sings, whirling along with the flames.

"𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘱 𝘸𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘺, 𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘨𝘰, 𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘦~"
December 9, 2025 at 2:26 AM