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Teenagers

“Mary! My favorite big sister!” Elizabeth all but yelled as she approached Mary’s lunch table. “How are you doing on this fine, fine afternoon.”

Mary rolled her eyes at her sister as the young girl threw an arm over her shoulder. “Whatever you want, I’m not giving it to you Bo.”

Elizabeth gasped dramatically, her free hand clutching her heart. “How dare you think so low of me.” She accused the older girl. “But since you asked. I need-”

“Mary-” Patrick Warner approached the table, but stopped when he saw Elizabeth talking to her sister. “Shit sorry, did I interrupt?”

Mary shook her head ‘no’ and Elizabeth nodded her head ‘yes,’ confusing poor Patrick. “My idiot sister here was just shaking me down for money.” Mary eventually explained.

Elizabeth raised her hand. “I would be said idiot sister. Technically half sister. You’re cute, but not my type. Let me know if you have a hot sister.”

“Elizabeth Boleyn!” Mary chastised, pushing the younger girl slightly. “Don’t be rude!”

Exasperated with her sister, Mary turned to give her full attention to Patrick. Speaking of, quick side note on this Patrick guy: he’s the most popular guy around. Not only is he captain of the rugby team, he’s also been called the most attractive guy in school. Needless to say, anyone that is seen with Patrick, becomes the talk of the town, metaphorically speaking.

Which brings us back to this moment, where one Mary Aragon, a not so popular girl that is newly single after splitting with her messy ex girlfriend, is about to gain some instant notability.

“I was just thinking…” Patrick started nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. “What are you doing on Friday night?”

Elizabeth’s eyes went wide and she sat back, watching in amusement.

Mary froze for a second, but quickly came to the conclusion that there was no harm in hanging with the guy.

“Absolutely nothing.” She told him with a sweet smile.

“Cool, cool.” His confidence was obviously boosted. “Would you maybe want to go out with me on Friday night?”

Mary thought for a second, not wanting to just jump at the opportunity. After a few, excruciating for him, seconds, Mary gave him an answer. “I’d love to.”

“Alright, I’ll pick you up at six.” He grinned, waving goodby to the rest of the table before going back to his own.

As soon as he was gone, the table broke out into whispers of “oh my god” and “the Patrick just asked you out” and “Mary, you’re so lucky.”

Mary seemed pretty content with the interaction, feeding into her friends whispers. That was until she noticed her sister was still there.

“What do you want, Bo?” She asked the younger redhead.

Elizabeth was grinning ear to ear. “Nothing anymore.” She chuckled.

Mary sighed, ready to take anything her sister dished out. “Alright, out with it, what’s so funny?”

Elizabeth shrugged, barely holding herself together. “Your mom is going to kill you.”

Mary’s eyes widened. She totally forgot about her mom. Her mom was chill about her girlfriend, but because she was a girl. As far as the kids are concerned, the only man their moms can tolerate is Edward.

“Keep your mouth shut.” She warned the younger girl.

Elizabeth just continued to grin as she stood up and walked to her own table.

————

“Catherine guess what!” Elizabeth called out as the four kids came home from school.

Mary immediately smacked the back of her sister’s head, preparing for the lecture she was about to get.

Catherine met the children, confused as to why Elizabeth had called her.

“What is it Lizzie?” She asked expectantly, looking to each child in search of evidence of trouble.

Mary was terrified but she kept her composure, ready for her sister to expose her.

“I just wanted to tell you that today we learned about you in history class.” Lizzie smirked, glancing at Mary who glared back at her.

Catherine looked surprised, but not suspicious. “Tell me more.” She prompted Elizabeth.

Elizabeth walked with Catherine back to the living room, explaining her history lesson. Mary stayed behind, reviving from her mini heart attack.

The rest of the afternoon went the same. Lizzie would tease Mary, almost telling Catherine, but never would. Finally, Mary had had enough and decided to just rip the bandage off. At dinner. With everyone. Surely that would keep her mom calm.

“I have a date on Friday.” Mary suddenly announced, drawing all attention to her. Elizabeth’s jaw dropped, she didn’t think Mary would actually do it.

Catherine didn’t seem to react. “Oh yeah? Who’s the lucky girl?”

Mary swallowed thickly and looked up to the ceiling. “His name is Patrick.”

Catherine dropped her fork and looked up. “A boy?” She asked, her voice rising in pitch. See, in most families you would have difficulty with telling parents about same-sex attraction, but in this one it was much harder to be a girl attracted to a boy.

“You can’t see him.” Catherine demanded. “You cannot see a boy. You know what boys do.”

“He’s not like that.” Mary quickly defended the absent boy. “He’s actually kinda sweet.”

“And like super popular and he’s got great hair.” Elizabeth added. “I actually like him.”

Catherine shook her head. “No, I won’t allow it.” She told her daughter with conviction. “Boys are nothing but tricksters and I won’t let my baby be hurt by one.”

“I’m not you mom!” Mary shouted, exasperated. “And he’s not Henry!”

“How dare you speak that name.” Catherine chastised, standing from her chair. Mary stood as well, challenging her mother.

“Henry.” She said out of spite. “Henry Tudor. My father. Scum of the Earth. I will say what I like. I’m not afraid of him. And Patrick is the exact opposite.”

Catherine clenched her jaw. “You are not going out with this guy.”

“Yes I am.” Mary spoke with finality, storming off to her room.

The rest of the queens and the kids remained silent, unsure of what to make of the conversation.

Jane, ever the peacemaker, was the first to speak up. “Don’t you think you were a little hard on her?”

Catherine collapsed into her chair. “No, no I wasn’t. You know what a man is capable of.”

“I also have a son.” Jane said, glancing at Edward who was trying to make himself as small as possible. “We have a son.”

“Obviously I don’t mean Edward.” Catherine sighed. “He saw his father for what he was and is the exact opposite. Ed is the exception.”

“I don’t know, maybe this guy will be an exception too.” Kat added in. “And that’s coming from me, someone who knows all too well how awful men can be.”

“Kat is right, we won’t know until we try.” Jane told her wife, grabbing Catherine’s hand. “How about we meet the guy first and you can cast your verdict then.”

Catherine looked into her lover’s eyes, seeing the sincerity and letting it calm her anger. “Fine.” She mumbled. “But if he is off in anyway, I’m pulling the plug.”

————

An hour later, there was a knock on Mary’s door. Thinking it was Elizabeth trying to get into their shared room, Mary ignored it. Then the knock came again.

“Go away Bo!” Mary called out from her bed.

“It’s your mother.” Catherine told her from the other side, this time without a knock.

After a moment of hesitation, Mary sat up. “It’s open!”

Catherine came into the room, making sure to shut the door before she crossed the room and sat on Mary’s bed.

The mother and daughter sat in silence for a few seconds, Mary trying to figure out what else Catherine had to say and Catherine trying to figure out what to say.

“I’m sorry.” That’s what Catherine settled on and what she started with.

Mary was taken aback, but accepted the apology and urged Catherine to continue.

“I got scared. My experience and the experience of your other mother and your aunts with men has been…less than stellar. Hell, even your sister has been through a lot at the hands of men. I am terrified that you, my baby girl will fall into a similar trap.”

Mary felt her anger towards Catherine’s outburst fade away now that she understood the legitimate reason why she had been angry.

“Mama, I am so sorry about what you and the others went through, I am. And I am no stranger to mistreatment at the hands of a man, maybe just not to the same degree.” Mary told her mother softly. “But I would never, ever consider dating a man that I thought might do those things to someone.”

“I trust your judgment, but I cannot get passed my fear.” Catherine admitted to the teenager. “Let me meet him before the date, it will ease my worries.”

Mary nodded. “That’s understandable. I’m sorry I made you worry mama. I love you.”

Catherine pulled her daughter in for a hug. “I love you too sweet girl.”

Y’all I’m so sorry I dropped off the face of the Earth, I had to deal with some stuff. I’m back! Sporadically most likely but I’m hoping to post more.

“I’m so horny. Shit I meant hungry! Oh well same thing.”

Summary: Quarantine is tough and Anne is slowly losing her mind. Cathy thinks it’s hilarious. ⚠️warning⚠️ sexual themes

The six queens have been stuck in their house for almost two months. They were all slowly losing their minds. The day before, Jane was cleaning the dishes with hand soap because she thought it was the dish soap. Aragon had almost put salt in her coffee, many times. Kat and Anna were lazing around and had almost no energy. Cathy, well she was actually fine to the surprise of the others.

The one that was losing it the most had to be Anne. She put on a façade as if she was fine, but occasionally she slipped up and often mixed up her words, as if her brain was working on overdrive.

Cathy remained in her little bubble of writing isolation, only being bothered by the others on occasion. So, today shouldn’t have been much different.

Anne came in around eleven o’clock, mumbling something to herself as she flopped onto her and Cathy’s bed. Cathy kept working, expecting Anne to just take a nap or something. But today, Anne had other plans. She just kept mumbling.

None of her words were coherent and Cathy found it cute. At first. Then it got to the point where it became kind of annoying and distracting.

“Anne.” Cathy spoke sternly, not looking up from her laptop.

Anne kept talking.

“Anne, baby.” Cathy groaned, turning to look at her girlfriend.

Anne was still laying on the bed and still mumbling.

“Anne Boleyn!” Cathy all but yelled. Anne sat up quickly, her wild eyes meeting Cathy’s. “Anne, what’s wrong?”

“I’m so horny.” Anne said simply. Cathy raised an eyebrow. Normal Anne would say something like that with a bit more flirtation, not as a statement. So, she watched as the gears turned in Anne’s head. Suddenly, her eyes widened in realization. “Shit I meant hungry!” She exclaimed, causing Cathy to laugh.

“Oh well, same thing.” Cathy shrugged, this time it was Anne who was laughing.

“I’m losing it babe.” Anne finally admitted through laughs. “I’m almost certifiable.”

Cathy shook her head in amusement and closed her laptop. She stood up and walked over to her lover, stepping in between the girl’s legs.

“At least you’re still cute.” She chuckled, tilting Anne’s chin up for a kiss. “And if you’re really horny, I can help.” She suggested, pulling away from Anne’s lips with a wink.

Anne’s grip on Cathy’s hips tightened. “I think that’s just what I need.” She smirked, pulling Cathy into her lap. “Show me how good writers are with their fingers.”

Cathy laughed wholeheartedly, not expecting such a bold remark. “You really are insane. And horny.”

What the kids costumes would look like if they were in the show.

Mary

Elizabeth

Edward

Mae

Bonus! Alfie and Jamie

Kat: Im curious, what do you kids listen to?

Mary: My top artists are Lauren Daigle and Hillsong United.

Aragon: As they should be.

Elizabeth: Mine are Girl In Red and Hayley Kiyoko.

Anne (high fiving Elizabeth): That’s my kid!

Edward: I’ve got The Weekend and Frank Ocean.

Jane: No idea who they are but okay.

Mae: Green Day and Pink Floyd.

Cathy (doing a double take): What?!

Mae: No, I’m just kidding. I’m more into Queen than Green Day.

From now on the kids that they adopt will be a part of all of my fics with kids as long as the Tudor kids are the right ages.

Summary: Kat and Anna are ready to have kids of their own but they can’t go through IVF, so they turn to adoption.

Kat and Anna has been thinking about having kids ever since Mary, Elizabeth, Edward, and Mae had shown up. Kat couldn’t carry due to the fact that she had been beheaded and that messed up her blood pressure. They had tried IVF with Anna but after two tries, realized it was hopeless. So they decided to adopt.

Tomorrow there was an adoption fair not too far away from where they lived so they were going to go and try to adopt. They had already become certified and were ready to be parents.

“Are you ready?” Jane asked them that night at dinner.

“I think we are. We’ve been ready for a while and now it’s actually going to happen.” Kat said with a smile, looking over to her wife, both of them overjoyed.

“I for one can’t wait to have more kids running around. Even if it ends up being more girls” Edward chimed in. The twelve year old had been the most excited out of all of the kids.

“Well, we can only hope for the best.” Anna shrugged, still grinning.

———

The next day was exciting. Kat barely slept and once both her and her wife had eaten, they were out the door.

The fair was really nice. Kids were running around everywhere, just having fun. Kat smiled up at her wife. Their child was there.

The two women walked in and looked around, they felt weird but also excited.

After two hours at the fair, they still hadn’t met any children that they connected with and it was getting to Kat. She wanted to cry. She was starting to doubt wether or not they were meant to have children.

Anna turned to her distraught wife. “It’s alright, we’ll figure this out. We will be parents, I promise.”

“But what if it’s not meant to be?” Kat asked, tears filling her eyes.

“It is. It has to be.” Anna comforted her.

Then a miracle happened. A little boy, no older than two, ran over and attached himself to Kat’s leg.

Kat sniffles and looked down at the little boy. “Well hello little one.” She said sweetly.

The little boy looked up and smiled. Anna got a glimpse of the name tag on his back.

“Alfie? That’s your name?” Anna asked, crouching down to the little boy.

“Alfie!” The boy exclaimed, nodding his head.

Then they heard another boy call out. “Alfie!” The couple turned to see another little boy that looked just like Alfie running over.

“I’m so sorry about him.” The other boy apologized.

Kat smiled at the other boy. “It’s no problem...” she checked his name tag, “Jamie?”

The other boy just nodded. Kat crouched down along with her wife. “How old are you Jamie.”

The little boy held up seven fingers. “Seven. And Alfie’s two. Our mummy and daddy died when he was a baby.” Jamie explained.

Anna felt her heart break. She looked over to Kat and an understanding passed between them. They were going to adopt these kids.

“Well Jamie, I think you and your brother are very brave. Would you like to hang out with my wife and I?” Anna told the older boy. Jamie looked over at his little brother who nodded.

“Okay.” He said with a smile.

For the rest of the day, Anna and Kat hung out withh hhn the two brothers. They felt a genuine connection to these boys and they knew that these were their children.

At the end of the fair, it was hard to say goodbye, but they knew that they’d see these kids again.

That night, they filled out forms to start the adoption process.

———

About a month later, the boys came home. All of the queens were ecstatic to meet the new additions and Edward was excited to be getting to live with more boys.

———

Jane: Edward what do you have?

Edward (sprinting around the backyard): A knife!

Jane: No!

Aragon: Oh my god why does he have a knife!

———

Elizabeth: Hey I’m a Lesbian

Mae: I thought you were American?

*Cathy and Anne facepalming*

———

Mary: I want a church girl or boy, that goes to church. And reads their Bible!

———

Mary: I mean, I get complemented all the time.

*Elizabeth bursts into laughter*

Mary: I do!

*Elizabeth laughs so hard she falls out of her chair*

———

*Aragon singing to Mary when she was three*

Aragon: Slow down, grab your Bible. Pry like you’re trying to make your soul revival.

*Mary starts violently dancing*

Mary: Praise the Lord. Praise the Lord.

———

Elizabeth: Hey how are those chicken strips?

Edward: F*ck your chicken strips!

*Jane gasps dramatically*

———

Mae: You know what, I’m about to say it.

Edward: Say it.

Mae: I don’t care that you broke your elbow.

———

*Elizabeth scares Edward*

Edward: This is why dad didn’t f*cking love you!

———

Elizabeth: How do you know what’s good for me?

Mary: That’s my opinion!

*Edward and Mae lowkey scared*

———

*Edward trying to socialize with other boys*

I love this!

“This isn’t what it looks like, I swear! Okay … it’s kind of what it looks like, but just give me a chance to explain.”

Summary: The four kids have always felt some sort of sibling rivalry, it’s in their blood. So, what happens when the queens find them in the middle of a crazy battle.

This wasn’t supposed to happen. They were actually trying to do something nice. How the hell did it end up like this?

Today was Kat and Anna’s anniversary and the kids wanted to do something special for them. Since Anna and Kat don’t have any kids yet, they often feel left out. They’re not parents so it’s hard to relate. The four kids noticed this and wanted to show them that they love them as much as they love their own moms.

So, they decided to make a cake for their anniversary to surprise them with.

They really should’ve asked an adult to supervise. However, no one was really around. Kat and Anna were out on an anniversary date, Jane and Cathy were at the grocery store, and Aragon was at church. Anne was in hers and Cathy’s room but she was painting and Elizabeth and Mae knew not to interrupt their mom when painting.

So, Mary took charge. She claimed that since she was seventeen, she was responsible enough. She was wrong.

Mary places Elizabeth in charge of the instructions since she was the second oldest. Elizabeth, taking after her mother, decided that the instructions were too easy and decided to try and make up her own.

This annoyed Mary who started arguing with her sister. Mae hated that the sisters were yelling and she ran over to Edward to get away. The boy, who was grabbing the flour, tripped on Mae and dropped the flour everywhere. Some of it hit Elizabeth and she took it as an attack. Elizabeth flung some of the flour at Edward, starting a full on food fight. Ingredientswere flying, kids were yelling, and somehow Anne never heard a thing.

Suddenly, the front door swung open and all of the other queens came into the house. Upon hearing the noise, they ran to the kitchen.

They found Mary, covered head to toe in flour, kneeling over Edward, ready to smack him with flour. The thirteen year old boy was covered in eggs and flour as well as some frosting. Elizabeth was standing on the island, covered in flour and frosting. The fifteen year old was ready to help her sister attack their brother. And Mae was sitting on the counter next to the sink, completely clean except for a bit of flour on her clothes and in her hair. Mae was just eating the frosting, not joining in on the fight.

“Hey! What is going on here?! Where is Anne?!” Aragon yelled. All four kids looked up, stoping whatever they were doing.

Cathy walked over to the stairs and called up for Anne. “Babe! You up there?!”

Anne came down the stairs, pulling her headphones out of her ears. “Yeah?” She asked Cathy, confused by her tone. Then she walked into the kitchen and she got it.

“Kids, what the hell?!” She exclaimed seeing the mess. How did she miss that?

“This isn’t what it looks like, we swear!” Elizabeth immediately said as she jumped down from the island. All of the queens gave her a ‘really’ look.

“Okay … it’s kind of what it looks like, but just give me a chance to explain.” Mary quickly jumped in. “We we’re making a cake.”

“Out of your brother?” Jane asked, helping her little boy up and grabbing a towel to wipe him off.

“Possibly...” Elizabeth said, trying to bring in humor. Mary elbowed her in the ribs.

“No.” She said, shooting a glare at her sister. “We we’re trying to make a cake for Anna and Kat’s anniversary. We know you guys feel left out since your not parents and we wanted to show you that we love you just as much and think of you as another set of parents.” Mary explained.

Kat and Anna both looked like they were on the verge of tears. Aragon looked over at the couple with sympathy. “Is that true?”

“Yeah. Anna and I see you guys with your kids and...well we want that.” Kat explained.

“We love that you guys have your kids back. We love these four rascals, but we never had kids and sometimes we feel left out. Like the show is the only thing keeping us connected.” Anna elaborated.

Mall of the queens pulled the other two into a massive group hug. “We’re so sorry you feel that way. We’ll be more conscious of that, we swear.” Cathy told the couple.”

After the group hug, the six adults turned to the four dirty kids. Well, Edward was a little cleaner but not by much.

“Now, you four. That’ll you for thinking of us. That was sweet of you.” Kat told them. “I would hug you but I don’t want to get dirty.”

“Yes, it was very sweet, but you should’ve come and got me.” Anne scolded the teens. Mary looked down at her feet.

“Sorry, Lizzie didn’t want to interrupt you and neither did I.” Mary mumbled.

“It’s okay sweetheart, just don’t do it again.” Anne told the girl.

“Alright, let’s get these monsters cleaned up.” Anne laughed.

Anne walked over to little Mae and took the ten year old’s hand. Cathy took Elizabeth’s hand and the Boleyn-Parr family went to go get cleaned up.

of course!

“This isn’t what it looks like, I swear! Okay … it’s kind of what it looks like, but just give me a chance to explain.”

Summary: Anne is known for being a troublemaker. What happens when Cathy catches her in a compromising position.

Cathy loves going for walks, it helps her clear her head after writing for a long time.

There was a cute little park near the apartment where they all lived. Cathy loves that park, so that’s where she often went to get away.

She had been writing since five in the morning. She woke with an idea her head and couldn’t stop thinking about it until she wrote it down. So she got up and started to write. Anne had woken up three hours later, along with the rest of the queens. Cathy didn’t notice the time until Anne kissed the top of her head and brought her some breakfast. But even then she couldn’t stop.

Finally, at about eleven, after six hours of writing, Cathy decided that she was done. She slipped out of the house and went straight to the park.

After a twenty minute walk, Cathy decided to head back and be social. She didn’t want the queens to worry about her.

When she entered the apartment, Jane and Aragon were watching a movie and cuddling.

Once Cathy shut the door, Aragon looked up at her. “Hey Cathy, where’ve you been? We haven’t seen you all day.”

“Oh, yeah, we’ll I’ve been writing and then I decided to go for a short walk.” Cathy explained. “I’m going to go find Anne.”

“I think she’s in your room. She was hanging with Kat and Anna but they left to go on a date.” Aragon told me.

I nodded, and made my way towards Anne and I’s room. On my way out, I turned and saw Jane snuggle in closer to Aragon. I smiled, glad that my godmother found happiness.

I walked into our room and immediately stopped. There was Anne, staring at her shoulder in the mirror. I cleared my throat and she whipped around, covering her shoulder.

“This isn’t what it looks like, I swear!” She exclaimed. “Okay … it’s kind of what it looks like, but just give me a chance to explain.”

I raised an eyebrow at her nervous stammering. “Babe, what’s going on?”

Anne sighed. “I just, wanted to....” she looked down. “I got a tattoo.”

Cathy’s eyes widened. “Seriously.”

“Yeah.” Anne said, slowly uncovering her shoulder. Cathy walked over to Anne so look at the tattoo.

It was a tattoo of a crown with the letters C, A, J, A, K, C in it. Underneath the crown it said ‘I don’t need your love, all I need is Six.’

Cathy ran her her fingers over the tattoo.

Anne, now looking even more nervous, started to ramble. “I’m sorry. It was a bit impulsive but I’ve been thinking about it for a while and I just...I know I should’ve asked you or talk to you first but-”

Cathy pulled Anne in for a kiss to shut her up. She smiled into the kiss.

“I love it Annie.” Cathy said with a smile. “It’s sentimental and I love it.”

“Thank god.” Anne said with a slight laugh.

“But if you get another one without talking to me, I might have to smack you.” Cathy said with a laugh.

Name: Ben

Pronouns: He/Him

Nickname: Pinocchio (by my annoying siblings)

Zodiac: Pisces

Height: 5’9

Languages: English, learning Spanish

Nationality: American

Favorite Season: Fall

Favorite Scent: Coconut and Apples

Favorite Color: Purple

Favorite Animal: Leopard

Favorite Fictional Characters: The Six Queens (Six), Chloe Valentine and Brooke Lohst (Be More Chill), Beetlejuice and Lydia (Beetlejuice the Musical), Everyone in Mean Girls the Musical

Coffee, Tea, or Hot Chocolate: Hot Chocolate all the way

Average Sleep Hours: 6-7 I guess

Dog or Cat Person: Dog definitely

Number of Blankets I Sleep With: 3

Dream Trip: London or Rome

Blog Established: April 2020

Followers: 52

Random Facts: I’m transgender ftm and I was born on a leap day

Of course!! Sorry this is so short

“Car sex looks a lot easier in the movies.”

Summary: In an attempt to have some alone time, Aragon and Jane are in Jane’s car. Things quickly get awkward.

⚠️warning⚠️ mild sexual content. Nothing too explicit

Living in a house of many couples, it is very hard to find any alone time. So Jane and Aragon made it a habit to meet in Jane’s car for dates.

So that’s how they ended up in this position. They were in the car, talking and enjoying each other’s presence. It was a nice night. And it was nice that they didn’t have to worry about being interrupted.

“I love the other queens but sometimes they’re too much.” Aragon said with a laugh.

Jane smiled and leaned over to kiss her girlfriend. “I agree. I love our car dates.”

Aragon smiled and pulled Jane back in for another kiss. She pulled Jane into her lap without breaking the kiss. Jane straddled Aragon and smiled into the kiss. Slowly, Aragon trailed her hands down Jane’s sides. Jane gasped into the kiss, not expecting Aragon’s wandering hands. Jane leaned back, letting Aragon take control.

Suddenly, the sound of the horn started the two apart. Both started laughing at the state they were in.

“Car sex looks a lot easier in the movies.” Jane laughed. “Maybe we should stick to regular sex in our bed.”

“And risk Anne or Anna catching us and never letting us here the end of it.” Aragon laughed as well.

Jane just shrugged. “Hey we have to get more creative.”

Mae: So let me get this straight...

Aragon, Cathy, and Mary: *bi silence*

Jane and Kitty: *pan silence*

Anne, Anna, and Elizabeth: *gay silence*

Eddie: *trans silence* and *gay silence*

May post on ao3...idk

For @drop-the-curtain-123

Summary: Edward has a secret, one that could ruin his relationship with his mom. He isn’t a he. She is scared.

⚠️warning⚠️ misgendering before coming out.

Part 1— Catherine Of Aragon

Edward Seymour was a king in his previous life. The only son of King Henry VII. He was celebrated and loved by so many. But he hated it and never knew why. Until he was reincarnated as a skinny, two year old blonde boy in the 21st century.

As he grew up, he began to realize that he was different and now he knew why. He figured it out on his twelfth birthday. Little baby Edward was actually little baby Edwina. As her mom says in the show. But she doesn’t like that name.

She never minded the name Eddie. Thats what Elizabeth used to call her when they were little. She always loved it but as she got older, everyone kept calling her Edward. She wants to go by Eddie again.

So a month after her twelfth birthday she started growing out her hair a little and told her family to call her Eddie. It’s not that big of a switch so no one really thought it was suspicious, which is good. She’s scared to let them know that she’s transgender. What if they get mad?

She doesn’t think they have a problem with transgender people. I mean, her mum is married to Aragon, Kitty and Anna are married, Cathy and Anne are married, Mary is bi, and Elizabeth is gay. The only other straight person in the family is Mae. Well, they’re not really sure about Mae, but she hasn’t said otherwise. But now that Eddie identifies as a girl, that makes her a lesbian like Elizabeth. So, yeah, as of now Mae is the only straight one.

So obviously, this crazy family has no issue with the LGBTQ community, almost all of them are a part of it. So what’s the issue with them knowing Eddie is trans? Simple, Eddie is supposedly be the man of the house. The son her father desperately wanted. The reason her father loved her mother. Will they still love her if she is a daughter and not a son?

These thought were keeping Eddie up all night. She just couldn’t fall asleep. So she got up and tiptoed out of her room, trying not to wake up Mae.

Eddie knew that the only one crazy enough to be up at this hour would be Cathy and she was probably writing in her and Anne’s room, so Eddie wandered into the kitchen, finally relaxed. She loved being alone. That’s when she could he a girl.

As she filled up a cup of water, she heard mumbling in the living room. It startled her, no one is supposed to be up. She’d been caught, but she wasn’t even doing anything wrong.

Slowly, the twelve year old girl crept into the living room and found her step mother reading her Bible on the couch. Her breath caught in her throat. Sure Aragon is bi but she’s also the most catholic woman in the world.

Eddie was suddenly hit with a huge wave of guilt. How could she think she was a girl? She’s ruining everything. She let out a choked sob and Aragon’s head snapped up to look at her.

“Eddie...” she said softly, notincing the child was in distress. Eddie didn’t say anything, she just ran to her step mom and crumpled at her feet.

“Forgive me father for I have sinned.” Eddie cried, gripping Aragon’s legs.

Aragon was very confused. She had no reason to think that the child in front of her had committed a huge sin requiring this kind of reaction.

“Oh, sweet boy. What happened?” Aragon asked Eddie as she cried. Eddie just shook her head.

“No.” She said, shaking her head. She couldn’t hear that word. She hated that word.

“No?” Aragon asked, trying her best to understand the child.

“No...not boy...” Eddie choked out which caused her to sob even harder.

Aragon quickly put her Bible down. She reached down and pulled Eddie into her lap, understanding what the girl meant.

Eddie just continued I cry, letting out all of her pent up emotions. “I’m ruining everything. I’m supposed to be the son. I’m the son father wanted. Mum won’t love me anymore. I shouldn’t think these things, I’m too young. Who can love me anymore?” She cried.

Aragon pulled Eddie closed to her chest and rocked her back and forth. “Shh...sweet girl.” She soothed Eddie, adding emphasis on the word girl.

Eddie noticed the emphasis and looked up at Aragon with tears in her eyes. “Girl?” She asked hopefully.

Aragon smiled down at the girl. “Yes, that is what you identify as, correct?” Aragon asked. All Eddie could do was nod. She had been accepted. “Sweetheart, why didn’t you tell us?”

“I’m scared.” She said softly.

“Honey, we will all accept you no matter what. Who cares if you aren’t the son anymore. You know your mother, she’d love you if you were a murderer. And the rest of us, we love you so much. And you are not too young to know. It’s who you are.” Aragon told Eddie.

Her words comforted Eddie. It was going to take a while for Eddie to work up to courage to tell the others, but now she had someone on her side. Someone knew her secret. Someone loved her as a daughter, not a son.

Aragon, Cathy, and Mary: *bi silence*

Jane and Kitty: *pan silence*

Anne, Anna, and Elizabeth: *gay silence*

Summary: Edward loves his family, he does, but he discovers that it’s hard to be the man of the house. And even harder to prove your masculinity to a bunch of freshman boys.

I don’t live in England so I’m treating is as if it is a US school. ⚠️Warning⚠️mentions of sexual abuse

Edward was always an outcast. After all, he was the only boy in his house. He lived in a female dominated house and it was crazy.

He didn’t really mind it. Sure he wished there were more men around to talk to, but he got by. Anne and Anna were often able to have “bro talks” (their words, not his) with him. But Edward still felt burdened. He always killed bugs, he always was expected to help fix things, he always did anything his dad would be supposed to do. It made him angry. His dad was a piece of shit and left him alone to pick up the pieces.

School helped a little. He made some friends and got by. But then high school came. He barely knew anyone at his new school. He knew Elizabeth which gave him a little bit of popularity seeing as she was a senior and dating the head cheerleader. But besides Elizabeth, he had no one. Mary has graduated two years before and most of his old friends went to different high schools. Edward was alone, which wasn’t abnormal, but it still kinda hurt.

Then came lunch. A group of three boys in his grade called him over to sit with them. They must’ve seen his lost expression and pitied him.

One boy with red har, which reminded him of Elizabeth, was the first to greet him. “Hey, I’m William. These are my mates Daniel and Noah.”

“Hi I’m Edward.” He said with a smile as he sat down with the group. These boys seemed nice. Maybe he could make some lasting friends.

Edward looked over at the popular table and saw Elizabeth smiling at him, her girlfriend under her arm. He smiled back and waved at his older half sister. They may have had their differences before, but now they’re cool.

“Elizabeth Boleyn?” Daniel’s voice made him focus back on his new friends. “Good luck with that Edward. She one of the most popular girls in school and I’m pretty sure she’s gay. I mean she is dating Aubrie. Then again she could be bi.”

“What?” Edward asked the boy, confused as to why he was talking about his sister.

“Elizabeth Boleyn, you like her, I can tell by the way you were staring. Dude you even waved.” Daniel laughed. Edward just choked on his water.

“One, she’s definitely gay. Like a full on lesbian. And two, she’s my sister. Well, half sister. But like we’re related. That’s why I waved.” Edward quickly cleared up the situation. Gross, he does not like his sister like that.

Noah and William suddenly burst into laugher and Daniel just turned a deep shade of red.

“That’s awesome dude.” Noah laughed, almost choking on his pizza. “You’re related to Elizabeth Boleyn? Doesn’t she live with like a shit ton of women?”

“Yes, unfortunately. I’m the only dude in my house.” Edward sighed.

“Dude, that’s awesome. I bet you’ve been getting tons of action from years of sleepovers.” William said, smirking as he nudged Edward.

That set Edward off. No, he has not gotten ‘action’ from any of his sisters friends. And he would never ever think of any woman that came into his house as a sexual object. Way too many of the women in his house had been abused and he refused to make anyone uncomfortable in his home.

“Fuck off dude.” Edward said, picking up his lunch. “Women don’t exist for your pleasure. They’re human beings with their own personalities. I love living in a house full of women, not because their hot and their friends are hot but because their a lot nicer than guys. I’ve seen what sexual abuse can do to a woman and it should never be taken lightly just because you’re a horny teenage boy that will sleep with anything that has a pulse. My father was a piece of shit who thought like that and I refuse to be like him. So if that makes me any less cool then I’m sorry because I refuse to make any woman uncomfortable if she comes into my house because I’m a decent human being, unlike you.” He all but screamed before turning and walking away.

Slowly, someone began to clap. Turns out it was Elizabeth. Suddenly the whole cafeteria erupted in applause.

“Hey, idiot, come sit here!” A voice he recognized as his sister’s, called out among the noise.

Edward was shocked. He was getting invited to sit at the popular table with all of the popular seniors.

The young boy quickly took a seat next to his big sister. She removed her arm from Aubrie’s shoulders and immediately hugged him.

He knew why. Elizabeth has been sexually abused in their previous life. Edward stood up for her. That made up for everything he ever did back then.

Requested by @mindless-pidgeon

Summary: Anne and Aragon get into a fight over who knows what and Aragon ends up throwing a cup at Anne, triggering memories of the time she lost her head.

It’s no surprise that Cathy is always in her and Anne’s shared room. She’s constantly working, writing new stories, improving her part in the show, and most importantly writing a more accurate version of her life and the rest of the queens’ lives.

So she stayed in the room. Anne would occasionally pop in to check on her and bring her snacks. It was the only time you could catch the green queen being quiet. She would walk in, set the snacks down on the desk, and kiss the top of Cathy’s head as she left. Cathy loves it when she did that. Cathy loves peace and quiet.

However, it’s hard to get peace and quiet when you live with five other women, each crazier than the last.

That’s what was currently bothering Cathy. She was working on a story that had popped into her head the night before when she heard the yelling. Aragon and Anne were screaming about something, most likely along the lines of ‘who took the last Oreo?’ Cathy was trying to block it out but they were being so loud.

Suddenly, the sound of glass shattering and an ear piercing scream stopped the arguing. Cathy dropped everything and ran out into the kitchen, where she saw her girlfriend sitting in the fetal position, crying while Aragon tried to comfort her.

“Anne...I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean it. I got lost in the heat of the moment...I’m so sorry.” Aragon was apologizing profusely as Anne cried and shook.

Cathy ran over to Anne and immediately knelt down beside her. She took Anne’s hand in hers. “Anne...baby...what happened?”

“She...threw a glass...a glass cup at my...my head!” Anne forced out in between sobs. Cathy turned to Aragon.

“You threw a glass cup at her head?!” Cathy yelled at the older woman.

“Look, I wasn’t thinking...I’m so sorry.” Arogon apologized, looking like she was also on the verge of tears.

Cathy took Anne in her arms and brought her back into their room. Cathy sat the girl on the bed, and hugged her close.

Cathy didn’t understand why Anne was panicking so much. The cup had missed her head and hit the wall behind her. She had been fine.

“Baby...baby tell me what’s wrong.” Cathy said as she held Anne close. “What happened?”

Anne looked up at her with tear filled eyes. The sight of the fear in her eyes, broke Cathy’s heart. She didn’t say a word, she simply brought her hands up to the choker around her neck and took it off. The thin white scar was stil there, but there was a small red mark as well.

Cathy gasped at the sight. “It cut you...” she breathed out softly. Anne nodded, tears in her eyes.

“I just...I don’t want to lose my head again!” Anne cried. Cathy couldn’t do anything but pull Anne into her lap and hold onto her tightly.

“You won’t lose your head again. I swear.” Cathy whispered into Anne’s ear as she held her close. “I’m here. Henry’s not.”

Anne looked up at Cathy. “You’re here...”

Cathy smiled and kissed the top of Anne’s head. “I’m here....and I’m not going anywhere. I love you.”

Summary: Elizabeth Boleyn (she refuses to be a Tudor) is ecstatic to be back with her mother but now that she’s getting older, she realizes that the things she experienced in her past life, haven’t gone away. ⚠️WARNING⚠️ Mentions of Sexual Assault and Execution

Elizabeth could not be happier to be back with her mother. It took some time, but she has grown comfortable with calling the other women that raised her and her half-siblings, her family.

It was easy to accept the other queens, after all she had watched most of them come into her life at some point. However, it had been difficult for her to let in Edward and Mary. The three of them had taken sibling rivalry to the next level in the previous lives and it was hard to see passed that at some point. Elizabeth was fine with Mae. The little girl hadn’t lived long but Elizabeth had loved her like a little sister before.

Eventually, Mary, Elizabeth, and Edward had sorted out their differences, much to the relief of their mothers. The house had been filled with screaming for two whole years once those three were able to fully remember their old lives. They gave the queens constant headaches. But mostly, Aragon, Jane, and Anne.

Elizabeth learned to forgive her siblings and in time, they learned too. Anne was proud of her daughter. Proud that she was able to overcome such a tough time in her life and move on to her second life.

But Elizabeth still couldn’t move on.

She may have forgiven her sibling but there was still so much that tormented her from her past life. But she couldn’t say anything. Everyone else had moved on. Aragon had married Jane, Anna had married Kitty, her mother had married Cathy, and her siblings found their places.

But she was stuck.

Every time she closed her eyes, she saw one of two scenes. It was either her mother’s execution or Thomas Seymour’s continuous assaults. However, the first happened way more than the latter. She had come to terms with what Thomas did in her previous life and had forgiven Cathy ages ago. But she could never forget losing her mother. She wasn’t supposed to be there, but she wanted to know what was happening. And she watched the whole thing.

Tonight was one of the nights when she had a nightmare about her mother’s death. She saw the whole thing playing out. She wanted to scream for her father to let her mother go, but she couldn’t make a sound. Normally she could bring herself out of it and self-soothe without waking Mary, who she happened to share a room with, but tonight was different.

Elizabeth couldn’t get out of it and she found herself truly screaming as the scenes shifted to Thomas Seymour entering her room like he had done centuries ago.

She screamed for him to go away but he continued to advance forward. She kicked and screamed, not wanting him to touch her, but he kept coming towards her.

She was then startled awake but two hands on her shoulders, shaking her.

“Lizzie! Bo! Elizabeth! Wake up!” Mary yelled as she shook Elizabeth. Elizabeth’s eyes shot open and her tear filled eyes met her sister’s worried gaze. Elizabeth began to hyperventilate. The images wouldn’t leave her mind.

Mary suddenly stood up, running out of the room. Elizabeth brought her knees to her chest and cried, finally losing herself to the fear and panic.

Mary returned with a very tired Anne Boleyn. As soon as she saw her daughter, she perked up and ran into the room, sitting down on the bed next to the crying girl.

“Elizabeth...my darling what happened?” Anne asked softly as she pulled Elizabeth into a tight hug, attempting to calm the crying girl. Mary slipped out of the room, opting to go sleep in Edward and Mae’s room.

Elizabeth looked up at her mother and touched her neck. Normally it would be covered by a choker but since she was sleeping, the choker was gone, revealing a thin white scar that circled her neck.

“You died. I watched I know I wasn’t supposed to...but I did...all those years ago. Then...then Thomas...he was in my room....he wouldn’t stop....” Elizabeth cried, finally allowing herself to not be okay. Anne just sat their, holding her daughter. The only one of her four pregnancies to survive. Her pride and joy.

“My darling, he can’t hurt you anymore. He’s gone, you and Cathy, you’re safe from him.” Anne said softly as she rubbed Elizabeth’s back. “And as for me, I’m here. We’re back together my love. You don’t have to think about what happened in the past. We’re here in the 21st century.”

“Why can’t I forget?” Elizabeth asked softly.

Anne’s heart broke for her little girl. She pulled her even closer. “Because it was traumatizing my love. We all feel it too. Kitty and I are traumatized from our executions.”

“How do I move forward?” Elizabeth asked her mother, her voice barely above a whisper.

Anne sighed. “You just have to keep moving and stop bottling up your feelings. You can talk to me or any of the queens about anything. Hell, even your siblings will listen.”

Elzabeth nodded, wiping her tears as she laid her head on her mother’s chest. “Can you sleep in here mum?”

“Of course my love.” Anne responded, laying down with her daughter. “I love you Elizabeth, get some sleep.”

So, yeah I write Six fanfics and I will be taking requests.

Here are the ships:

Parrlyn

Saragon/Aramour (not sure which it is)

Katanna

Here are how old the kids are upon reincarnation

Mary—7 years, Elizabeth—5 years, Edward—2 years, Mae—2 months

You have to tell me if the kids have been reincarnated in your request and if you do, you have to tell me if the kids are babies, kids, teens, or adults in fics about them.

Here are some things that you can request but I’ll take any request:

1. “That was my favorite cup!”

2: “Is there a problem here, gentlemen?”

3: “What on earth happened in here?”

4: “You’ve caught me at a really bad time.”

5: “Hang on. Where’s the baby?”

6: “What have you done now?”

7: “You’ll never guess what (insert queen here) told me last night.”

8: “Ma’am, I’m afraid I’ve got some bad news. Please, sit down.”

9: “How – how did you find me?”

10: “Excuse me. Excuse me! Yes, you. You’re sitting in my seat.”

11: “I don’t think it can be repaired.”

12: “Ouch, that must’ve hurt.”

13: “Quick! It’s going to explode!”

14: “Well, this is new.”

15: “Let’s hear your side of the story.”

16: “I don’t know what happened, officer.”

17: “There’s blood everywhere.”

18: “Right, who’s drawn the short straw this time?”

19: “I don’t even hate you. That would imply I cared.”

20: “There’s no point running.”

21: “How are you feeling today? A little better, hmm?”

22: “This is going to be way harder than we thought.”

23: “Was that a scream?”

24: “Make me”

25: “Don’t move.”

26: “I’m your biggest fan!”

27: “I love you! No time to explain – gotta go.”

28: “When did you last see him? Think! This is important!”

29: “Oh man, I’ve had the worst day ever.”

30: “This isn’t what it looks like, I swear! Okay … it’s kind of what it looks like, but just give me a chance to explain.”

31: “Car sex looks a lot easier in the movies.”

32: “They threw a glass cup at my head!”

33: “Oh come on, don’t lose your head.”

34: “Do you think he’s back?”

35: “I’m scared.”

36: “Can I touch you?”

37: “I’m so horny. Shit I meant hungry! Oh well same thing.”

38: “Blashphemy! Sex solves everything!”

39: “You like how I bend over for you, huh?”

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