celestial circuits

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Tieria was very quiet while Neil talked. There was more information being given out, more than what he’d been given in their brief conversation over webcam. More than he’d gotten when he’d been speaking with Neil before Regene and Lyle had arrived. All he could do was sit there and stroke gently through Fish’s soft fur and try to keep calm. 

He was happy to have Neil back, he really was. But there was this nagging thought that they could have helped, that he and Regene could have found a way to make this better.

and that if he had even been slightly more skilled, this wouldn’t have happened in the first place.

Tieria closed his eyes and tried to keep himself calm. Again, he stroked through Fish’s fur as the dog leaned up and licked his cheek. A sign of comfort. That things were okay.

He glanced over at Lyle, who looked like he was revisiting the urge to deck Neil, but only wasn’t because he was so shocked by everything Neil had said. He glanced to his brother and then back to his lap.

Yes...he believed Neil when he said that if he had felt safe he would have returned. He really did. 

“I still think you and Golden were wrong to keep this from us.” Tieria’s voice was soft, but he managed to meet Neil’s eye. “I know you were doing this to keep us safe, you two had the right intentions...but...”

There was no reason to carry the burden by themselves. Hadn’t Neil and Lyle been telling that to Tieria and Regene from the beginning? There was no reason for them to rely solely on themselves.

He shook his head. “But...that’s all in the past. Dwelling on it doesn’t do anything now.”

But Tieria was going to dwell. Because there was part of him that was so angry. 

“I think the question is what you’re wanting us to do...” Tieria’s voice was back to sounding so small, almost timid. 

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“I still am pretty sure this is Lyle’s fault. He’s not very good at lying.”

“He also professes to, and I quote, ‘really love boobs’.”

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“Don’t make me reboot you. It gets weird.”

“I do not need to be rebooted. No matter the reasons for the game being made, it will be removed.”

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“………..he wants your non-existent ‘d’.” 

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Error! Error! Does not compute. Tieria.exe has stopped responding and needs to restart.

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Good Morning, Starshine

Special shoot done with LL as Tieria in the early morning. The shirt may or may not belong to him. Maybe someone forgot to do laundry?

Tieria Erde: @dancingassassin/@magic-and-circuitry 

Photography: @dylandyisms/@rottenadel

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“I definitely could blame Lyle for this.”

“The question is why would he make something like this.”

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@prototype-ibrahim, @quantumseraph

“I believe this is where we blame Lyle Dylandy for the dating game.”

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Why

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Let it be known that I did not approve of this.

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nor did I.

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“Okay, Tieria. We can go find him. Do you know where he might be?” The child seemed to be a little more receptive of talking to him now, though still a little leery of trusting someone else entirely. Neil couldn’t exactly blame him; even if he wasn’t all that much older, to a kid so young, he probably looked scary. Being lost and alone in the big city at night had to be doubly scary to someone so small.

How old was this kid? Couldn’t be much older than seven, eight tops.

“You don’t have to be scared. I promise I’ll help you find him.”

Tieria thought things through - where was Regene. Where had he last seen his twin brother? His brow furrowed slightly and he opened his mouth to answer but immediately closed it. His memories were so fuzzy, why were they so fuzzy? Had something happened to him? 

But the more he thought, the clearer the idea of where his twin was became. “He...he was near...um...” He pointed in a direction. “Th...the park over there.”

Upon being told that he didn’t have to be scared, he seemed to get a little shier, almost scared, but not quite. Tieria wasn’t sure what to make of this random stranger, this teenager who was helping him. But he was grateful for the help in finding his brother.

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Neil wished he could say he hadn’t expected the punch. But given all that had happened and the manner that both he and his brother handled emotion – which was, admittedly, not always healthy and or productive – he really felt he should have expected to get clocked. He just didn’t really expect it when he was in the middle of an emotional moment with Tieria.

At the very least Lyle had made sure that Tieria didn’t get caught in the fisticuffs. For that much he was grateful, the extra care taken for his lover’s safety.

Neil was sent reeling, nearly knocked off balance by the sudden fist to the jaw. Yet where anger would have normally boiled to the surface and resulted in an equivalent exchange of blows, Neil could only ruefully rub his cheek and give his brother a furtive look.

“Okay, you got your one, Lyle.” He mumbled, opening and closing his mouth, tasting the blood but feeling nothing broken. A plus. He glanced to the door, noting Regene standing there in shock at the sight. Eyes wide, skin pale, the lead of a white fluffy dog in hand. They’d both made it safe.

Tieria yelped when Neil was pulled away from him, already starting to protest the lack of contact. But he went utterly silent when he heard the sound of fist hitting face. He watched Neil reel back, but merely accept the blow like he deserved it. Somehow...seeing that defeated resignation there hurt Tieria, it made his heart ache. 

even if mistakes had been made...Neil didn’t deserve to be hurting

Granted, it wasn’t like Tieria could really lecture on that. It wasn’t like he’d been a shining example of ‘good choices’ in the four years alone. But now wasn’t the time to think about what had happened during those four years - Tieria needed to focus on what was going on in the present. He was with Neil. Lyle and Regene and Fish had arrived safely. And now...now he wasn’t certain what happened.

He glanced over at his twin, eyes wide. He wasn’t sure how to diffuse this, or if he even should. Because Neil and Lyle needed to work things out...and they had always had the tendency to speak with their fists...

Tieria glanced down at the ground and fidgeted with the fabric of his trousers. The fluffy white dog (Fish), seemed to notice the anxiety that Tieria was in, and was pulling on the lead to go over and comfort him. 

He swallowed dryly. “N...Neil, you’re okay, yeah?” There, he’d managed to say something, though it wasn’t particularly good or useful. Of course he isn’t okay, he’s just come out of hiding and his twin brother decked him instantly upon seeing him. “Reggie...d...did the trip here go smoothly?”

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Hard Reset

Loosely based off the doujinshi Angel’s Rain by H-eichi/Hitomi. Had a lot of fun setting up the shot with the feathers. Expect more of LL as Tieria soon!

Tieria Erde: @dancingassassin/ @magic-and-circuitry

Photography: @dylandyisms/@rottenadel

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Hands lingered against Tieria’s face, the leather of his gloves ghosting against tear-streaked cheeks. Feeling the heat of Tieria’s skin was as close to heaven as he had been in so long that he never wanted to move again. He only wanted to remain close to his love, once lost, now found again.

“They’ll be here soon, won’t they?” Neil whispered, fingers tracing small patterns into the delicate skin beneath Tieria’s eyes. “Lyle and Regene…”

Soon he would have to explain everything to all of them. He imagined that Lyle would be angry with him, and probably Regene too. But he couldn’t blame them for that. After all, he had been missing for four years, presumed dead. Lyle was going to be absolutely livid and Neil had no alcohol up there to speak of. In hindsight he thought he should have bought a bottle of whiskey to share with his brother once he arrived, but he was rightfully focused on getting his family out safely.

Neil had focused on their safety for so long without thinking of his own, but right now it was the best option for all of them, Neil included.

“Did he follow the code phrase okay?”

Tieria wanted to stay like that forever, in Neil’s arms and only focusing on the moment. But like always, reality had to come crashing back around him. At least this time, Neil was still here...Tieria wasn’t alone. That fact alone made facing reality that much easier. 

His eyes closed at the feel of leather, the delicate patterns. Yes, he’d missed this, this closeness. Neil’s warmth, the feeling off being home. But there was a question he had to answer. “Y...yes, they’ll be here soon.”

Regene and Lyle (and Fish, Tieria’s mind helpfully added) would be arriving shortly. And the sweet reunion would be temporarily on hold while the Dylandy brothers inevitably fought. Because Tieria had an inkling that Lyle was going to be somewhere around ‘furious’ and ‘fight me’.

He sighed and considered it. “He didn’t really say much. Just ‘roger that’.” Tieria’s eyes opened slowly and he exhaled. “It seemed to convince him?”

Or it convinced Lyle that someone was impersonating his brother and he was to come and fix that.

Either way, angry Lyle was coming.

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It was a start.

Neil kept his hand extended, smiling just as kindly as before. He felt like he was approaching a rain-soaked kitten over a lost child by the way they were both acting, but if doing that got the child closer and safe then he’d go for it.

“All right…I can help you find your brother…” He shifted a little closer to the child, but still kept his distance. No need to crowd him and scare him off…

“Can you tell me your name? And your brother’s name?”

Tieria still didn’t trust him, but...he needed to be with his brother. That much he knew for certain. He felt completely lost without his brother and he didn’t like that feeling. He held onto his arms and eyed the hand a little less warily from before. He inched away from the wall, ever so slightly closer to Neil. 

But...he was going to help him find Regene.

“...Tieria.” His voice was soft, still very much in that ‘child’ sounding stage. “My...my brother’s name is Regene.”

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There was only so many times that Neil could say “I know” before the statement lost any meaning. But even then he felt the need to reiterate that he was aware of his mistakes, how he could have done so much differently to avoid the pain they had endured for so many years. He had seen Tieria fall to the deepest depths of depression, watched him cry countless times as he pleaded to whatever deity was out there to return his love to his arms. Their brothers had suffered, their family ties strained by the ragged emotions held in their hearts.

He could continue to explain away each point that Tieria brought to the table, but what good would it do them now?

There was no turning back the clock to reverse the decisions made and no amount of pretty words could make any of what he did okay. He had hurt them all so deeply with his mistakes.

But..none of them could change the past–

“Tieria…”

–but they could change how it affected them now.

Neil drew Tieria close, arms wrapped around his shoulders in an embrace that encompassed all the heartbreak they had felt during their separation. Countless nights wishing to be held by the other, craving the warmth that they had shared, the security of skin against skin. Neil had missed it all so terribly that he felt he could never be whole until he could hold Tieria in his arms again.

Now he could, and Neil only pulled away from the embrace long enough to press lips against Tieria’s own. Proof that this was real, that Tieria was there, that he was home.

Tieria gasped lightly as he was pulled into a tight embrace. Warmth, comfort, and most important, Neil felt like home. It took him a second to process through everything - that this embrace made everything real. That all of this was real.

This wasn’t a dream

This was real.

Neil was back, Neil was alive, Neil had been alive this whole time. The thoughts that they could have had these four years together in some capacity flitted out of his mind as he melted into the touch. He was shaking as he returned it, arms slowly wrapping around Neil before holding on desperately tight, like Neil would disappear if he held any looser.

He inhaled softly when Neil’s lips met his. And in that moment, it was like no time had passed at all. Four years of loneliness and suffering hadn’t happened. They were together again and that was what mattered at the moment. They would work through the issues that the four years had spawned later, for now...Tieria’s focus was on the present.

Tieria leaned into the kiss, letting it linger a few moments longer than he really should, before resting his forehead against Neil’s. Words were failing him, so he closed his eyes and just stayed still and focused on the fact that this was real.

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Neil swallowed hard, trying to steady himself from the flurry of emotions that threatened to break his composure. He had been “dead” for years and yet Tieria hadn’t gotten rid of the ring. But why? Was he clinging to the hope that Neil was still alive, or was he simply unable to fathom removing such a symbol of their love?

“No, you didn’t…you didn’t have to…” Neil’s words caught in his throat in spite of his best efforts to keep himself level. Tieria kept the ring. Tieria had never let him go. Clinging to a dead man’s love and allowing himself the continued suffering of holding onto a memory. Neil had hoped in time that Tieria would recover from his absence and move on with his life. He wanted him to be happy, safe, and whole again. But now…he could see that would have never happened because he had watched half of himself die.

Just like Neil had never let go of Tieria, Tieria had never let go of him. His absence had hurt him more than Neil could ever imagine. He had never given up on him, and deep down Neil had wanted that. It was a wretched feeling – wanting someone you love so deeply to never leave you, even in death – but Neil tried to push the negative aspect of that emotion aside. He didn’t want to focus on that pain right now.

Slowly Neil reached to grasp Tieria’s hands in both of his, baying his love to look his way. “There wasn’t a day that went by that I didn’t think of you, Tieria. I wanted…I wanted to be with you so badly…To hold you, cherish you…” He took a shaking breath, squeezing Tieria’s hands a little harder. He wanted to throw his arms around his love but he was honestly afraid he’d come apart completely if he did.

And yet…that wretched part of him wanted that as well.

“I didn’t want to let you go either.”

Tieria let out a slow breath as he listened to Neil, as he watched Neil visibly struggle with the emotions that were going through him. But...he didn’t need to get rid of the ring...then why was Neil surprised?

Tieria wasn’t just going to let go of something that meant so much to him...something that had symbolized their love, their bright future, his other half. Seeing Neil get...executed...on camera hadn’t changed how Tieria felt. It hadn’t killed the feelings. It had hurt, it had hurt more than anything he’d gone through, but it had only intensified how he felt about Neil, in a way. Because all he could do was hold onto those memories and hope that what he’d seen that night was false. That somehow Neil was alive...

And if he wasn’t...did he want to let go? No. He hadn’t wanted to let go of something that had meant so much to him...that just felt wrong. Maybe he could have moved on eventually - maybe. But because of how everything had played out, because of the reasons Neil had taken that mission...well...

His thoughts were interrupted when he felt hands on his, familiar, leather-clad hands. Tieria’s breath hitched slightly, the sensation almost overwhelming him with a combination of memories and almost tactile overload. When was the last time someone had held his hands? When was the last time he had held Neil’s hands? probably just before the mission that separated them...

It took him a moment to react, for his hands to grip onto Neil’s with such tightness that it was clear that Tieria was afraid that Neil was going to fade away again. That this was just some cruel dream that was taunting him with reuniting with his lover only to fade away and leave him alone when he woke up. Not that he’d had that dream often through the years. 

“I wanted to be with you...” Tieria’s voice was scarcely a whisper when he finally spoke. “I still want to be with you...” Again, so delicate sounding. While he was desperately trying to hold himself together, his voice betrayed him. His voice showed just how fragile he’d become over the four years. How easy it would be to shatter him again. “...I...dreamed that you were alive...I hoped...”

He’d hoped so hard that what he’d seen that night had been wrong.

And it had been.

“I...just wish you’d reached out sooner.” He swallowed dryly and squeezed Neil’s hands. “I...understand...why you didn’t...I just wish you had.”

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That name…he had heard it before, not years ago like he had hoped, but more recently. It was only in passing with pain laced between the syllables, heard just barely through the scrap-made speakers of what was essentially a toy rolling around Tieria’s apartment. Ali…That name…Tieria’s fearful voice…images of Tieria curled and crying, nursing a blank eye as his brother and Neil’s own convinced him to get away.

An icy chill ran through his veins as the pieces began to fall together. Questions remained unanswered, hanging heavily in the air around them, but Neil hadn’t the focus nor the drive to ask them just yet. He didn’t want to know who Ali was – or if he was whom he was suspecting – or how he was involved. Not yet, for he knew the knowledge would only confirm the fears that had been bubbling in his chest, his reasons for coming out of hiding. He could address these later when their brothers arrived, so that they too could understand Neil’s motives.

Right now his focus was on Tieria and bringing him the much needed comfort he had been craving for the last four years.

His eye fell to the ring on Tieria’s fingers, a flicker of recognition. He knew the piece well, a claddagh, a family heirloom, positioned to show that the wearer’s heart was taken by another. It was the very same that he had given to Tieria that day all those years ago, after a lengthy scavenger hunt that took the entire kitchen staff to organize, and the proposal that followed.

Happier times, simpler times. He remembered that day well, and this fact was both a blessing and a curse with his years of isolation. Tieria smiling, crying from happiness, hugging him, promises upon promises of a home, a life, a new beginning…

It made Neil want to cry all over again.

He pushed the questions of Ali and that night from his mind for the moment and replaced them with thoughts of Tieria. His love, long lost, now in arms’ reach again.

“You kept it…” Neil said quietly, his voice denoting his disbelief. “All these years…you kept the ring…”

For a few moments after Tieria spoke, there was only silence...and that had anxiety rising in his chest, bubbling to the surface and threatening to spill over into everything. Because as much as Tieria didn’t feel he deserve forgiveness from Neil...he desired it all the same...

And the silence was...concerning. He bit his lower lip as the silence stretched on, his eyes closing tight and hiding behind his hands again. He didn’t want to cry anymore, this was supposed to be happy. He was seeing Neil for the first time in years and all he could do was cry about how he was sorry and how it was his fault. He should be rejoicing the fact that he was lucky enough to see Neil again...not dwelling on the facts he couldn’t change...

But Tieria’s gut twisted more and more from anxiety as the silence stretched on. He could feel tears burning at the corners of his eyes again until Neil finally spoke again.

Almost stunned, his hands fell away from his face again. Kept it? His brain was sluggish, only catching up to what Neil meant in time for him to mention the ring in general. 

Why wouldn’t he have kept it?

Tieria blinked, a tear slipping down his cheek, as he stared at Neil. His mouth was slightly slack, only closing when he swallowed dryly. “I...of course I kept it...”

He couldn’t comprehend not keeping it. Was he not supposed to keep it? Tieria supposed there was something sad about keeping an engagement ring so long after the death of your lover...but Neil wasn’t dead...

“...was...was I not supposed to?” His voice was softer than before, delicate. “I...I didn’t want to let go.”

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!GOLDEN HEART! I just woke up… I think the guy that found me still isn’t back…

He only met the man a couple times before the accident occurred. He wouldn’t call himself buddy buddy with the doctor, but he certainly owed the man his life at this point. That much was for sure.

At the mention of back logs he scanned upwards, his expression softening. Damn, he did consider Veda a reliable friend and hacker, but it came to show how much the other gave a damn about him. 

!GOLDEN HEART! It’s fine, you’re probably one of the only ones that didn’t give up on me…it’s probably for the best in that case.

He eased back on the bed, groaning lowly.

!GOLDEN HEART! I just needed to hear back from civilization, even if it’s through a computer.

Just woke up...that meant Golden had been more hurt than Tieria had anticipated. He’d been offline for so long already...he had the distinct feeling it was going to be a bit longer before Golden Heart was going to be up and active again.

!VEDA! i’m sure they’ll be back soon to check on you

Especially given how long it had been since Golden blipped offline.

!VEDA! i don’t give up on friends.

Friends...when had he really become friends with Golden? Though...he wouldn’t use any other word to describe their relationship. They were friendly with each other. They helped each other out, watched out for each other. That seemed to be the definition of friends. They just didn’t know what the others’ face looked like. But Tieria didn’t feel that was entirely necessary.

!VEDA! well, i’m glad to get you connected with civilization again, even if it’s just another hacker