#Boraldus

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Last six lines (pt 2)

The lovely @coreene tagged me so hey, have another 6 lines from 'For Want of An Axe' ft a smidge of Tears of Selune (Geraldus x Bor)

“Each tear that fell another star;” he said, eyes briefly flicking to Bor’s, anxious, “each sorrow felt - the night sky’s bright scar.”  “Each sorrow felt - the night's bright scar,” Bor repeated, memorising, “each sorrow felt - the night's bright scar.” “Night sky's bright scar,” Geraldus corrected gently. “Night sky's bright scar, got it,” Bor echoed, then flashed Geraldus a big smile, “and … if I don't got it, stick an arrow through me and yell for help - alright?” Geraldus gave him a small, awkward smile in response. “I won't be long. Lock up behind me.”

no pressure tags foooooooooor @forget-me-maybe @my-favourite-zhent @kimberbohwrites and @viennacherries

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“You trust me, recruit?”

Bor’s voice was soft, low in the quiet of the little room. 

Geraldus nodded. Wrapped up here in his arms, his naked skin at his back - he wanted to. He wanted to trust him so badly; wanted to trust anything as much as he had, once.

“Close your eyes,” he said. 

Geraldus swallowed. 

He closed his eyes. He focused on the warmth at his back, the gentle tickling of Bor’s breath as he pressed his nose against the shell of his ear. He felt Bor smiling against his neck. 

He kept breathing. The trick was always to keep breathing; even as his pulse started to hurry, he listened instead to the steady thud of the heartbeat against his back. Of Bor’s heart; of the intimacy he offered without expectation or compromise.

Geraldus felt his fingertips grazing slowly, studiously down his side - lingering as they trailed down his arm, across his ribs, a shiver sparking across the delicate skin that followed their path.

Those gently calloused fingertips holding upon the line of his hip. Drawing for a moment across the little inked birds that adorned the skin.

Then, slow and careful, he felt Bor’s finger tracing - a simple circle, a small flick upon each apex, and then a line, drawn through its middle. 

Safe house.

Bor’s fingers drew again. A simple circle, with a small flick upon each apex, and a line, drawn through the middle.

Safe house.

Again. More shivers rippled through him as Bor drew again and again and again.

Safe house. Safe. Safe. Safe.

Geraldus drew Bor’s hand between his own - letting his fingers draw across his palm in turn. 

Safe.

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Festive Boraldus (Harper Geraldus x Harper Bor)

A pair of lovely Harpers doing what Harpers do and helping out shovelling snow around the neighborhood.

🌨️

... I assume just offscreen Mattis and Mirkon are charging people for this entirely voluntary service.

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Red's state of the nation (pairing wise) as we head to the end of 2025.

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Harper Bor x Harper Geraldus (Boraldus!) for the wonderful @benicemurphy

<3 I love these boys and how in love they are T_T

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"I got you, recruit."

Harper Geraldus x Harper Bor because this problem sure is continuing

(Boraldus? Harpermance? Cinnabuns?)

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Harper Geraldus x Harper Bor

(Harpermance/cinnabuns/boraldus is the theme of the week <3)

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"...did, did I get it right?"

"That was clever - with the code - way to keep your head, recruit."

Harper Bor x Harper Geraldus

(Blame @captainsigge for "so what if Bor met Geraldus" and the ensuing problem we now have.)

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Harper Geraldus, Harper Bor and Bor's lil bro Mirkon

Maybe they're off to go treasure hunting, find something really cool to show Mol and the others.

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Harper Geraldus x Harper Bor

The green recruit and the veteran; a Harper Prince, and a loyal Knight sharing a moment in the moonlight.

(help, they give me such vibes help help heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelp)

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Harper Bor dipping the Harper he adores all low like.

Harper Geraldus x Harper Bor (aka Boraldus or Cinnabuns)

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Geraldus x Bor (Boraldus) sharing a moment.

I love these Harper Princes who are violently haunting my existence.

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... Let's see if this proves too piccante for tumbles.

Geraldus x Bor

(aka Boraldus)

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Harper Geraldus x Harper Bor

(Boraldus/cinnabuns/harpermance/source of my dopamine ship name tbd)

I've been writing about these two a bit lately. <3

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For Want of An Axe (Harper Geraldus x Harper Bor - E, shortfic, WIP)

The couple broke apart a moment, although didn’t let go of one another, and the man with shoulder-length chestnut hair tilted his head to one side. His expression searching a little, frowning, before breaking into one of recognition. “Oh, it's you,” the tiefling said, face brightening somewhat, “you … you checked us, when we arrived at the inn - didn't you?” Bor felt an immediate stab in the gut, sharp as a punch; the first time this had happened in a few days, although he expected it wouldn't be the last. He held his small smile; this man wasn’t to know. “Ah, no that was …” he trailed a little; now that he had to say it out loud it felt much harder than he’d expected it to. You’re thinking of Arthus.

After burying his brother with the fallen of Moonrise Towers, Harper Bor has followed the High Harper to Baldur's Gate - hoping to make sure the little tiefling on a treasure hunt he'd befriended back at Last Light Inn, Mirkon, has made it to safety.

He's just in time to find himself in the wrong place at the right time as Jaheira regroups with the Harpers in the city, and come to the aid of the Last Harper Standing in Baldur's Gate.

(Harper Bor x Harper Geraldus short fic; a bit of a shamless double rescue fic featuring two lovely Harpers finding a bit of healing and romance, working through some grief, and doing some Harper Adventuring and rescuing of tiefling kiddos along the way.)

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Harper Geraldus x Harper Bor (pt 1 of many)

(help help help they're such a problem help help help)