Royal!au fic prompt table
Royal!au fics. Features genderswap, au setting, slash, femmeslash, and het.
Still can't remember the last time you slept.
I thought I'd tell you now.
Where love that traveled far had found me
You're missing the point, you're not my little pet
In a forest pitch dark, glowed the tiniest spark
on the path of dreams
the village awaits the new moon
softness, compliance, forgiveness, grace
why should I leave you, to wound myself upon the sharp edges of the night?
a thinking woman sleeps with monsters
who rode in defence of your queendom
my pillow won't tell me where he has gone
such is the bondage of folly
There is a palace, and the ruined wall/ Divides the sand, a very home of tears,/ And where love whispered of a thousand years/ The silken-footed caterpillars crawl.
You would think that she is walking upon eggs and green bottles.
I go blindly/ As if I am pursuing the beauty of something/ Before me but unclear.
The sun was a flower, the evening, crescent moons, the arrows were/ rain, and the swords were lightning flashes.
Your companion of soul understanding
The past is a well-closed book
The censorship of my skin
An electric love in her eyes
To stand on the line of hope
You will succumb to me
Born through the winds of time
Still can't remember the last time you slept.
I thought I'd tell you now.
Where love that traveled far had found me
You're missing the point, you're not my little pet
In a forest pitch dark, glowed the tiniest spark
on the path of dreams
the village awaits the new moon
softness, compliance, forgiveness, grace
why should I leave you, to wound myself upon the sharp edges of the night?
a thinking woman sleeps with monsters
who rode in defence of your queendom
my pillow won't tell me where he has gone
such is the bondage of folly
There is a palace, and the ruined wall/ Divides the sand, a very home of tears,/ And where love whispered of a thousand years/ The silken-footed caterpillars crawl.
You would think that she is walking upon eggs and green bottles.
I go blindly/ As if I am pursuing the beauty of something/ Before me but unclear.
The sun was a flower, the evening, crescent moons, the arrows were/ rain, and the swords were lightning flashes.
Your companion of soul understanding
The past is a well-closed book
The censorship of my skin
An electric love in her eyes
To stand on the line of hope
You will succumb to me
Born through the winds of time