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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 12/10/2026

Etienne is lean and Vrai is skinny. I will never change their bodies. But, for me, Morgan now has the most attractive bod. Those muscles kyaaaa

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

I wanted to make a comic about Etienne cursing his "weak" heart and Vrai reassuring him, but I scrapped it.

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

(2024) "the inner machinations of his mind are an enigma..."

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 30/09/2026

( if you give it to me, i'll give it to you )

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

ah yes i love my ocs *looks at smudged writing on hand* bc zagred and fom cal. (blurred for spoilers)

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 19/09/2026

"In the world of the Unsundered, rationality and logic took precedent above all else. But love, by its very nature is irrational. Illogical. This sole incongruence is why the last Azem was a black sheep among his peers."

Love always ended in death. It is not out of jealousy or even love lost that forces this outcome, but a simple desire to satisfy the hunger that so plagues mortal-kind.

But they are not mortal. Not truly. And that is where that cult's and the Composer's understanding of love differed.

Azem can comprehend this absurd definition of love. Azem can feel it stirring within him as the experiment watches him with a beautiful curiosity—one which reflects the expression he himself likely wore when he first began wandering the star. The flowers nestled within its hair have taken on a pale-pink shade.

It loves him, too. Surely.

That is when Azem decides he will indeed slaughter his creation one day. He will commit the unspeakable act not out of malice, but simply the selfish desire for its light to become one with his own.

And the creature will let him.

How is that not love? How is that not beautiful

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 15/09/2026

"I don't think I've found a quote that perfectly encapsulates how Vrai feels for Eti-oh my god there it is." (BUT is it really Vrai or all the other voidsent Vrai has eaten over 10,000 years who hates Eti. Are they one and the same?)

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 12/09/2026

Characters I contemplated shipping with Etienne while I was going through MSQ years ago: Haurchefant 💀 YSAYLE 💀 Estinen? Better as friends. Zenos 💀 Yotsuyu..? 💀 Hermes. 💀 FINE. I will CREATE a love interest for him who CANNOT die. Thus, Vrai was born.

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 11/09/2026

Participating in the writing challenge. I don't convey it often in pictures, but Eti is really weird. (Snippets are not in chronological order.)

His host's voice, suddenly very close, makes him drop the pocket notebook anyway. "You should not snoop."

Alphinaud squeaks, a flush settling high on his cheeks as he turns to face the au ra. "E-Etienne! I was just—well—"

"If you must snoop, you would do well to be discreet," Etienne interjects softly. His eyes alight, pupils thinning into twin slits, which for him is the equivalent of jumping up and down in childish glee. "Have you taken an interest in the art of subterfuge? Shall I train you?"

"I must apologize for my prying," Alphinaud says between sips. It tastes like the blend once provided to him at the Bokairo Inn. "It was wrong of me to take advantage of your gracious hospitality in such a way."

"It's fine. Would you like to become a shinobi?"

Alphinaud guffaws. "No! Besides, where in the world would I acquire a soul crystal? I imagine ninja are not in the habit of sharing their knowledge with just anyone."

"I'll find one." Etienne pauses, staring at a biscuit as though it holds all the answers to his troubles. "Oboro will assist me. Probably. Maybe."

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 07/09/2026

Vrai: "I have been in this miserable baka undead life for 10,000 YEARS I hate it I am MISERABLE" Etienne, waltzing into his life, bestowing his healing aether to him like it's no biggie:

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 05/09/2026

i don't even care anymore.

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 05/09/2026

made him buff ( but i think i want to make him even more buff )

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 03/09/2026

I wish I could say it was love at first sight. It was not. At best, it was physical attraction at first sight. In the most shallow way. For a split second, Etienne thought... "Huh. This voidsent is not ugly." (This is just after Eti fought Arachne and Forgall, so the bar is in hell.)

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 03/09/2026

first meeting, the weeping city of mhach. (1/4)

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 30/08/2026

hot spring (feat. jealous auspices)

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 28/08/2026

(2023) the perfect butterfly is blue, and pinned in my shadow box.

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 26/08/2026

me on main: vretienne? just toxic yaoi.. me on priv: The inherent vulnerability that comes wih intimacy is as wonderful as it is excruciating. There is something liberating about baring your belly to someone who can gut you but chooses not to. The sex is hot AND an avenue for character development—

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 23/08/2026

(2023) that was a long, long time ago.

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 21/08/2026

Etienne's true name is Haruhisa (written as 春尚). It can be roughly translated to treasured Spring, or one who values Spring. This name was a gift from his mother, and it is his greatest treasure. His true name is also a VERY heavy subject, so only two living people know it: His aunt and Vrai.

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 20/08/2026

One day I'll write something soft between these two.

The swordsman will meet his end in the darkness. Of that, Vrai is certain. He will lose the half-life afforded to him in a duel with some rabid god, a doomsday weapon, the very star itself. When that day comes — and it will, it must — Vrai will lament. Perhaps he will cry over his corpse, if he is still capable of such a thing, for Vrai has not wept since the day he lost his soul to the same darkness that will one day claim Etienne.

He will be sure of his demise. Free him from the agony of a butchered murder with his own hand if he must. It will be his final act of mercy before he inflicts his greatest cruelty. Vrai is a terribly selfish creature, beholden to the wickedness that so plagues his kind, and the swordsman is someone greater than all who came before.

He will pluck the last remnant of his soul, and every instinct will clamor within him to consume him right then and there, let the searing light that suffuses him corrode his body into ash and ozone and whatever is left of this rotten vessel. But Vrai will not listen to these base impulses. He will keep him, sequester the light of his aether within a shadow box until the end of existence.

It will be agony for Etienne. To have his soul splintered and grafted one last time — and it would be the last time, for only Vrai’s hands are allowed to impart this final act of cruelty upon him — all to stave off his own wretched loneliness.

Vrai should tell him these things. Deep down, he thinks the swordsman already knows what ending awaits them both. So perhaps nothing more needs to be said.

“Vrai,” Etienne calls to him in that peculiar, distant drawl of his. He loves the way his tongue curls around his childhood name. It is his true voice which envelops it, accented on account of the Echo lifting the veil of translation. “Why are you here."

A command. Not a question. Vrai despises being told what to do, but he lets this transgression pass. “Do not deprive me the pleasure of watching you work, swordsman.”

Etienne is so pretty, soft like moonlight and all the things it illuminates in its haze. But Vrai likes how he looks covered in battle-grime and sweat, like the ominous blood moon that sometimes shines over his star.

Red truly is his color.

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 17/08/2026

If there is one thing about Etienne I want to be known, it's that Eti will never, ever, EVER tell a lie. He has hated liars since he was a child. He will hate liars until the day he dies.

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 15/08/2026

(2024) tell me you crave the darkness too.

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 15/08/2026

(2024) an old au. daydreaming.

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 13/08/2026

Vrai: "Well mark me down as scared and horny."

"I think you are a very lonely creature, Etienne," Vrai replies honestly.

"Then you pity me." The swordsman fixes on the line of decay at his throat.

Faced with Etienne's stillness, he feels distinctly exposed, as though his curse is a still-open wound flush with blood. The spectral white of Etienne's eyes remind him of extinct and ancient magicks—arcana that long predates Vrai's own immortal existence. And suddenly the moonlight in his bedroom is no longer a veil, but a smothering force, and his nerves feel frayed at the edges, and all the imposters within him are clamoring that he flee this very room and never return.

(Is this what the Warrior of Light's enemies feel when they spy him malms across the battlefield? When they see his starlit greatsword lighting his path toward their end?)

Vrai swallows beneath the weight of his oppressive gaze. "I do not envy you, if that is what you mean."

"Then explain."

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 11/08/2026

these days, i play as m viera unmodded.

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 10/08/2026

(2023) kamuy of the nine tails.

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 10/08/2026

(2023) bluebird of happiness.

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 06/08/2026

Notes! Etienne suffers from “severe melancholia.” In our world, it’s called Persistent Depressive Disorder. He drinks a particular blend of tea (a rudimentary form of antidepressants) to help manage the symptoms, but it’s really hard on his stomach. That’s why Vrai asks here if it hurts.

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 02/08/2026

unedited // contemplating the new expansion.

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 30/07/2026

came to realize in my early 20s that if i do not go to the gym or rollerskate or bike i will quite literally go mad. it's just finding the motivation to actually get out of the house that is difficult. otherwise i am very confident about my art i love what i do and love what i make.

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 30/07/2026

late night writing. aka: vrai tries very hard not to eat his boyfriend. again.

Etienne sleeps heavier since his return from the stars. There’s a hypothesis he’s been mulling over as to why that is, but it shoots icy misery down his spine when he deigns to think about it.

No. This was not the time to ponder such things. Not with Etienne beneath him like this, asleep and vulnerable to his whims

Black ichor thrums beneath his skin, calling for familiar cruelty—to tear into his scarred throat and let loose the wellspring of aether he knows resides within him. Vrai allows his mind to wander on that front, heinous as it is.

He recalls the first time Etienne bestowed his aether to him, a potent force that sent him reeling. He knew then and there that the swordsman had damned him forever; that no one on this star could ever taste so exquisite, could sate him so wholly. Just a fragment of his aether had been enough to satisfy his hunger for moons.

And though Vrai would never deign to take more than he was given—he is not a wretch of the lower rungs, insignificant and unrefined—if he did consume the entirety of Etienne’s being in a fit of madness, maybe it would well and truly dispel the darkened rot that corrodes his soul. He wouldn’t go hungry for a century at the very least, traces of Ancient magic empowering him to even greater heights.

Or perhaps it would sear him alive. Azem is the darkside to Etienne’s moon after all, the schemer behind his reincarnation. Vrai would not put it past his Ancient self to have implemented a final fail-safe should his strength fall into the wrong hands. And subdued though he’s been these past years. Vrai’s very existence is very much an existential threat to the star.

Etienne mumbles something, but it is low and unfamiliar to him on account of the Echo failing to translate. Only then does Vrai realize that his hand is wrapped loosely around his neck, damaged scale and scar tissue peeking between his fingers.

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 25/07/2026

Au ra finally won after 12 years. Now, can you use f horns as m and vice versa? (Doubtful, but I can dream.)

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moonset @halciian.bsky.social · 22/07/2026

Which is why I refer to my original point: This is a slow burn relationship that can't be achieved until post EW. (After that, they can have toxic yaoi or whatever.) 🧵 END

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