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aphroditelovesu · 5 months

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Yandere Henry VIII/Anne Boleyn Headcanons (Poly!Romantic)

❝ 👑 — lady l: I thought about this a while ago and it was saved in my drafts, but I only decided to write it now. I hope you like it and forgive me for any mistakes! ❤️❤️

❝tw: cheating, polyamorous relationship, obsessive and possessive behavior, mention of fights and jealousy.

❝ 👑pairing: yandere!henry viii x female!reader, yandere!anne boleyn x female!reader.

Anne was not blind to her husband's prying eyes on you. She felt angry, jealous and wanted to get rid of you as quickly as possible. But when Henry strictly forbade (threatened) her from doing something against you, she was shocked and smart enough not to act against his orders.

That being said, she started researching more about you. She was intrigued, it wasn't uncommon for Henry to keep mistresses and although she was hurt by this, there was nothing she could do. She hated it, but she was powerless against the King's power.

However, it was only after meeting you, after talking to you, that she finally understood why Henry was so interested in you. You had a unique grace, an aura that attracted her and made her comfortable. Before she knew it, Anne found herself longing for your company more which left her confused. Who in their right mind would fall in love with their husband's mistress?

It didn't matter anymore, not when Anne found herself falling more and more in love with you and soon began to feel jealous of her husband with you. It was unfair that he could have you and not her. .She deserved you more than him.

Henry, on the other hand, was over the moon. He quickly took you as his official mistress and no longer bothered trying to hide his affair with you, the love he felt for you. His desires for you were public knowledge and he was more than happy.

He knew this wouldn't please his wife, but he didn't care. Not when he had you in his arms, being loved and adored by him. You were so perfect, so sweet and so beautiful. You were made for him. Completely his.

Anne watched her husband interact with you with jealousy and longing, she wanted to hold you. She could no longer continue like this, being ignored. So she decided to act. During one night when her husband was visiting her, Anne decided to talk to him. Tell him how she feels about you. That she was attracted to you. Henry didn't know what to say.

He was stunned and silent, just watching his wife as if she were crazy. But Anne kept talking, wanting to make sure he understood. Henry remained strangely quiet and after a few minutes, a sparkle appeared in his eyes.

Henry would never accept sharing you with anyone, but he found the idea of sharing you with his wife strangely exciting. It wasn't ideal, but he saw nothing more pleasurable and lovely than having his mistress and his wife together.

They are both extremely possessive of you. They are jealous of each other with you, but they are more jealous of you around other people. You are theirs and Henry will use his power as King to deal with anyone who threatens his relationship with you. Anne had also used her influences to her advantage.

You are endlessly spoiled and adored. Servants are instructed to fulfill your every whim and desire. There is no doubt about who really holds all the power over them. Your relationship with Henry is public knowledge, but with Anne is kept private.

But that doesn't mean she stays away from you because she doesn't. Anne does her best to be by your side during the day, the touches and looks are discreet and shared only between you. Henry also participates, but he has no shame and actually kisses and touches you in public. He is the King, after all.

There is still a lot of jealousy and fighting over you between these two, fights that only became bigger after Anne's pregnancy. She wanted you with her all the time and so did Henry. You are the only person who can calm them down, usually sweet words and subtle touches do the trick.

You will be dragged into this never-ending tumultuous marriage, the fights that always turned into making love on the carpet in your rooms at the end of the night would always continue. Would the gifts, power and love you received be enough for you to endure this turbulent relationship with your King and Queen?

You forgot your worries when you were together with your lovers, in the privacy and tranquility of your chambers. Clothes on the floor and heavy breathing. In the end, you would always give in to them. You were as much theirs as they were yours.

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floatyflowers · 4 months

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Dark! Male Catherine of Aragon and Male Anne Boleyn x Queen Reader

You became the heiress of England after the death of your older brother, Arthur.

That's where you get married to your betrothed, Charles of Aragon at a young age, then become the rulers of England, with you as the queen of England and him as your king consort.

You can't deny his kindness towards you, and how he stood with you during the loss of your children.

But you didn't fall for him even after giving birth to Mary who managed to survive infancy.

The reason why you couldn't love him is due to his possessive attitude, and the many fights you had due to him believing that you are having affairs with other men.

Also, you are pressured to have a son by your advisors because the next rulers can't also be a woman.

You always tried your best, but eventually found yourself attracted to another man, Anthony Boleyn.

Even though, you tried to avoid him, it was hard, with his seductive words, charm, and how close he is to you in age.

Anthony manipulated you in believing that Charles of Aragon is too controlling and that he heard that your husband is cheating on you with the Spanish ambassador's daughter.

You couldn't be with Anthony while married.

So, you asked Charles to annualize your marriage and as expected he refused and threatened you.

Which led to you exiling him and forcing the church of England to annualize the marriage.

Finally, you end up with Anthony...however, he was worse than your first husband.

He literally killed off any one he thought of as a competition or kicked them out of court.

Anthony seized power in the court, that he even dared to take decisions without informing you.

Charles Brandon, your childhood friend and brother in law, is the one who told you what is happening.

Realizing how you were manipulated, and the moment you gave birth to Elizabeth, you made a decision.

You ordered the execution of Anthony for treason.

#tw: toxic relationships #reader insert #catherine of aragon #anne boleyn #Catherine of Aragon x reader #Anne Boleyn x Reader #genderbend

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thehomeofplatonicfics · 6 months

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Hi I recently discovered your account and I’m obsessed your writing is amazing and I don’t know if you’re still doing Tudor!reader Fics but if you are I have a request. So reader is Anne Boleyn’s eldest daughter and had to watch her mothers execution (for the storyline reader was 12 or so years old) and never forgave her farther so when she’s like 15 (maybe the day after Catherine Howard’s execution) she overthrows him as revenge. I hope you understand what I’m trying to say total understand if you don’t want to right it. Have a good day/night❤️

A/N: I love how kooky the timeline would have to be warped for this to be possible but I absolutely love the idea of this! So sorry for taking so long to write this, real life does enjoy getting in my way :(

Revenge

Someone had to stop King Henry VII, your father, from his increasingly brutal reign. Lady Mary, your half-sister, seemed unable to do anything without the counsel of her precious Ambassador Chapuys. Elizabeth was of course just a child, too young to rule. Edward was a mere baby. It seemed to you that the responsibility of saving the realm fell solely on your shoulders. It was a burden you were glad to take.

You were grateful that you’d had enough time being raised by your mother Anne Boleyn, that you had learnt how to be as cunning and manipulative as she had once been. Of course, having Mary as an older sister helped solidify those ideals, as Mary was able to inspire a great deal of loyalty in others when she wanted to.

It had been a long, arduous task to slowly turn the King’s courtiers against him. An entire year had passed before the perfect opportunity had finally arisen. Only two days had passed since poor Queen Catherine Howard had been executed on your father’s orders. Though you hadn’t been the greatest fan of the silly child, she was just like you… an innocent girl. Too many young women’s lives had been destroyed on the whims of an undeserving King, and the unrest among the populace seemed at its highest. It was the perfect time to strike.

The foundations you had laid throughout the year, telling little white lies here and there, promising things that you’d never do in order to gain the loyalty of the courtiers, would serve you well. The King had noticed some changes but could never trace them back to you. Often you would have agents loyal to you do the work that needed to be done while you were at home with Elizabeth in the country, creating a wonderful alibi.

Knowing that the King seemed to be favouring Catherine, the Lady Latimer, as his potential sixth wife, you realised that she would be the perfect distraction for your coup. You knew she wanted to be with Thomas Seymour so she would be likely to help you, especially as you had always had a good relationship with her growing up. Elizabeth, of course, was easy to manipulate into playing the part that you needed her to.

You dressed in your most regal black dress, deliberately picking out jewels and a French hood that made you look like a true ruler. You took a deep breath in and out to try to calm your nerves and your trembling hands before you went into the court. You gave a subtle nod to Catherine Parr who, along with Elizabeth, went up to the King to talk to him and distract him.

As soon as the King had begun discussing something with them both, you gave the signal to your loyal people who captured his guards and those you knew were still loyal to him, discreetly dragging them away.

You gave a sly, satisfied smile as you secretly prepared your weapon behind your back. You knew that your father’s greatest fear was getting sick, so you poured a poison on your blade before walking up to him, curtsying, and then holding the blade tightly against his throat. “Y/N! What is this?!” King Henry asks incredulously, clearly not believing one of his daughters could pull this off, his face grew white as he saw all the people loyal to you with their weapons drawn.

“I am now your Queen. You will take orders from me, and no one else.” You call out to the people in the court, who begin to cheer. You smile smugly to yourself as you see your father’s world crashing down around him.

“Why, Y/N? Just… why?” You give an incredulous laugh, sneering at him. “Why, father? For my mother.” You lean forwards, your breath touching his face as you snarl your words.

You turn to your guards, and give a sweet smile. “Throw him in the tower.” You command, pushing your father towards them. You sit on the throne, looking around at your successful coup. Allowing yourself a few moments to gloat in your glory, you immediately turn to your advisors. The Queen had work to do.

#platonic reader insert #the tudors reader insert #the tudors x reader #the tudors imagine #henry vii x reader #catherine parr x reader #anne boleyn x reader #elizabeth tudor x reader

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gulnarsultan · 1 year

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Servant: “Your Grace, I am sorry for what happened to you and Queen Anne Boleyn. It must be horrible for you”.

King Reader: “It was horrible, yes. But I worry about my wife”.

Servant: “Your Grace, forgive me for being rude, but don’t you think you need a woman, who can give you an heir?”

King Reader: “What do you mean by that?”

Servant: “What I mean is perhaps you need to remarry. Your wife didn’t give a boy, the world needs an heir. Wouldn’t you think that way?

King Reader: “No.”

Servant: “But, Your Grace-“

King Reader: “I said no. I already have an heir. My daughter Elizabeth will be the Queen.And I’m married to one and only woman Anne. I love her and I stay loyal to her. If she’s going to give me a son, that would be great. But I don’t care about the gender of my children. And I won’t risk her life to give me more children.”

Servant: “But Your Grace, I don’t think people would accept it.”

King Reader: “They will. That’s an order from the King. Enough of this talk, now excuse me I need to see my wife and my daughter.”

So what do you think? How would yandere Anne Boleyn react to this? Also would others Henry’s wives (they are yandere for Reader) before they married Henry try to get close to the King?

Anne is proud of her husband. She prays that God sent her such a husband. Her husband ilr is very proud. She will brag about her husband.

#house of tudor #the tudors #anne boleyn x reader #anne boleyn

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a-simple-imagine · 1 year

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Silly Little Surprise

Synopsis: you surprise anne at work

Pairing: Anne Boleyn x fem!reader

Words: 3.8k+

A/N - trying my hand at six the musical fanfiction. still conflicted about writing about historical figures but here we are. I'm still working on my katherine one - shot so for now have a little boleyn. this is just simple and sweet, nothing heavy

It is cold. very cold. the night air pricks violently at your skin as you linger outside the theatre. should you go through the front or try stage door? you watch people heading through the sliding doors get stopped by meet and greet. you don't have a ticket for the show so that option seemed out but they also wouldn't just let you through the back either... you try calling her. it rings, and rings, and rings. no answer. steam rises into the frosty air as you huff out a sigh. she also seemed to be ignoring your texts from twenty minutes ago. that girl loves her phone so she must be busy but still. it's a last-ditch attempt as you abruptly approach someone about to head through stage door. you tell them you know one of the stars; you almost immediately regret it. they probably think you're some crazy stalker. she had mentioned fans who claim to know her just because she's responded to a comment or dm on Instagram. maybe this was a bad idea? it's another ten minutes of awkward waiting around until you hear her voice.

"heard there was a weirdo out here claiming to know me," you turn sharply to spy none other than anne boleyn standing in the doorway. she wore an almost curious look as if she had been expecting someone else. dressed in a loose-fitting robe that can't be providing much warmth, a sports bra, and joggers; her hair in tight space buns. "they almost set security on you, still might."

you can't tell if she's joking or not so you just provide her with a pitiful chuckle as you step closer. there's always such a playful spark in her eye, you admire it but it can also be really annoying; especially when you're freezing. "I promise I'm not here to kidnap you," you insist, offering a smile. "I brought food."

"for me?" a curious raise of her brow, Anne steps aside to allow passage into the theatre. "I guess you can come inside then."

"How kind of you to let me in almost half an hour after I messaged you." you hum dryly, sliding past and into the warmth of the theatre. you had never actually been here before. there was a set of stairs to your right immediately as you walk in and a small booth that currently housed a member of staff. they were on the phone with somebody who seemed to be arguing about tickets or something. then there was just a long, narrow corridor leading deeper into the building. you always imagined it to be nicer inside the theatre, then again you were back of house.

"my bad, I should have stopped the entire show just to check my phone in case you called." Anne bites back but you sense no ill will. again, it's sometimes a little hard to tell. "I thought you were busy tonight. you said, and I quote, don't be ridiculous Anne, I am much too busy to go to your silly little show."

"well that's not what I said at all now is it?"

"it's what my heart heard." a hand is placed over where her heart would be. "and it's never wrong."

"It's very much wrong right now though."

"nope," she declares loudly, shaking her head. "never. you did tell me you were busy."

"yeah," it hadn't been the first time Anne had invited you to the show. she has always been so eager for you to see her perform live. at this point, she was basically inviting you at least once a week but it had never come to fruition. this was the first time visiting her at work and you didn't have a ticket. you tried buying one before turning up this evening but the website said it was sold out. "but I didn't call it silly."

"It's totally what you said," such a playful tone that you really don't appreciate anymore. "silly little show, that you never want to see ever."

"Anne," you huff softly.

"geez, you're so grumpy today." she continues to tease but her smile fades when she realises you're no longer joining in. "I honestly didn't see your messages until after the show, then I heard there's a crazy fan at stage door asking about me and put two and two together. I wasn't expecting you so."

you really shouldn't be mad at her. it was kind of your own fault for not remembering the times; you knew it was a two-show day. "it's fine," you shrug a little. "it was a dumb idea- I just wanted to surprise you but clearly my timing was a little off."

"It wasn't dumb." Anne replies quickly, "I was so excited when I figured it out, I practically ran here." an almost tender moment is immediately ruined by a gust of cold air as the door behind you flings open. a member of staff awkwardly shuffled past the two of you who are still lingering at stage door and proceeded down the hallway. "you should probably sign in."

"do I need to if I'm just visiting?"

Anne shrugs. "it's for health and safety in case the building like burns down. I figured since your back here they'd wanna know." you're presented with a touch screen with multiple options. you weren't staff or cast so of course, visitor made the most sense. you then had to fill in your name and who you were visiting before posing for a picture. out comes a visitor sticker with your face on as well as Anne pulling a face behind you. and with that done, she takes your hand and begins the journey through the hallowed halls of the theatre. "your hands are freezing."

"might surprise you but it's the middle of winter so it's cold outside."

"why didn't you just wait out front?"

"I don't know. they were checking tickets and I didn't have one so I didn't wanna go through the embarrassment." you explain. "if I said I was just here for you, they'd think I was a stalker or something."

"they think that anyway," the girl chuckles to herself. "at least you would have been warmer."

"or they would have had security escort me away," you defend your decision but she was very much right.

"that would have been funny though."

"for you maybe,"

"I have another gown in my dressing room if you want it. it's fluffy so it'll keep you nice and toasty," Anne suggests. she's leading you somewhere which you now assume is her dressing room.

"When is your next show?"

"We're on a break for lunch so I have time for a little tour," she glances back at you. "you can say no."

"uh, sure then," you reply. "I'll take anything that'll warm me up at this point, I think I have hypothermia."

"so dramatic," the other teases. you have never really thought about how intricate the back of a theatre could be but this place was like a maze of constant corridors and stairs. there were like a million doors against each wall and most didn't seem to be labeled. mysterious. eventually, you reach a door that sports a sign with the show logo on it; you just manage to catch Anne's name but not the other two before the door is pushed open. "welcome to my humble abode." it's not a relatively large space considering it was housing at least three people. there were multiple vanities against the walls with mirrors. each was decorated with various knickknacks and personal items. it gave quite a homely feel despite it being a dressing room.

"Have you ever heard of knocking?" the voice is unexpected but there is someone sitting in the corner staring at a phone.

"It's nothing I haven't seen before," Anne waves a dismissive hand. "I think I left my hoodie around here somewhere or would you prefer the dressing gown?"

you aren't really fussy but she doesn't give you long to decide before tossing a dressing gown at you. you just manage to catch it. "thank you."

"Are you gonna introduce us Anne or pretend I don't exist?"

"I didn't know you weren't capable of saying your own name anymore."

you decide to just take the lead and introduce yourself with a small wave and a matching smile. you come to find out they're the swing for the show; which Anne proceeds to explain as if you don't understand the concept of understudies. taking off your outer layer, you replace it with the fluffy dressing gown wrapped tightly around your body. you notice it has her name embroidered. cute.

"you can leave your stuff here if you want, too" she pats the back of a chair which you assume is hers. the mirror was decorated with a string of fairy lights in the shape of stars. there was a little polaroid stuck to the glass which showed her putting up a peace sign behind another girl. scattered across the desk were various makeup pallets and brushes; she really wasn't very tidy. there were little touches of Anne everywhere.

"Thanks," you toss your coat over the back of her chair.

"oooh and look," she breezes past you to grab a brown stuffed bear wearing a crown that sat leaning against a metallic gold water bottle. on each arm sat a spiked cuff that matched the ones in her hair.

"you actually kept that," you state, taking the bear in question. it had been a gift from when things were still new; it was silly but sweet that she kept it.

"of course," Anne declared proudly. "he guards my stuff when I'm away. I'm gonna take him on tour."

"she loves that thing," shouted from the corner. it makes your smile grow. very carefully, you place the bear back in his spot to continue his duty. Anne gives it a playful little pat. "should we go see the others?" posed as a question, it was clearly rhetorical because the other girl is already out the door. with a quick goodbye, you chase after Anne. "we're going to the green room. everyone should be there eating lunch."

"Great." you sound a little unsure. it was amazing anyone found their way around this building with all its winding corridors and various doors. eventually, you come to a wide-open door that lets out a mixture of conversation and the smell of something delicious. on entering there seem to only be three people sitting around a large wooden table placed dead centre of the open space. but on further inspection, there was a kitchen set up hidden away against the back wall, and around the corner tucked away in the alcove was a coffee table surrounded by the stars of the show enjoying their food on the couches. you're suddenly feeling a little nervous about this. you haven't met anyone else in Anne's life before. you're stood a few paces behind almost trying to hide behind her.

"where'd you run off to?"

"there was a crazy fan waiting for me at stage door," she steps around you to usher you forward. "and I wanted her to meet you all."

"please stop calling me a crazy fan,"

Anne comes closer up behind you. "I'm just repeating what I was told," hummed softly before jumping away. "so this is everyone. we have my baby cousin Katherine," she points to a girl with long hair dyed pink at the end. you'd seen a few pictures of her before, she was also the girl in the picture on Anne's mirror. "and that's jane," she proceeds to point to each woman in turn. "anna. Catherine and Catherine- there's a lot of Catherines. some would argue too many Catherines."

"Catalina," one of the women corrects. "is preferred."

they each offer a formal greeting and you do the same, a little wave accompanied by an awkward hello. their names were familiar; Anne had told you stories about each of them. described some in great detail and others in less. She seemed to complain about Catherine - Catalina - the most but it never seemed too malicious. their faces were also plastered all over the building whether it be posters or merchandise. still, it was nice to put names to faces. Anne practically pushes you forward, insisting you sit down amongst them.

"Everyone be nice," Anne declares.

"we're normally saying that to you," Katherine seems to tease. you're not sure if you should laugh or not. some of the others do. Anne doesn't seem phased.

"Have you eaten? I don't mind sharing."

"it's cool. I brought it for you," with a tight-lipped smile, you take up space between Katherine and jane. they both shuffle along a little to make room. while Anne walks off towards the microwave leaving you alone and sounded by five strangers.

"so have you seen it before?" jane asks. "the show, I mean."

"uh... no," why do you feel kinda bad admitting that? "I haven't- I've heard very good things though."

"oh yeah?" Catherine hums and you nod.

"the reviews were positive and Anne is always raving about what the fans say."

"Are you watching tonight?" jane takes back control of the conversation.

"it was sold out,"

"you can always sit at the back if you want. most theatres have house seats they don't really sell" Catalina presents

"uh maybe," you glimpse at the microwave only to notice Anne had completely disappeared. it wasn't that you weren't capable of being alone but you were definitely feeling a little stress here.

"how long have you known Anne?" this time it was Katherine asking a question. she seemed younger than the rest; with an inquisitive expression on her face. while Anne had spoken of them to you many times, you wonder how often she has thought to mention you.

"uhm... maybe like two months?" you reply, thinking back to your first meeting. "almost three. depends if you count our first date, we didn't really start seeing each other until like weeks after so."

you watch for the shifts in expression as she tries to process what you've just said. she wasn't particularly subtle in her excitement at all. "did you just say first date?" there's a hint of surprise behind that very eager question. fuck.

"...yeah." should you not have said that?"

"as in you two are dating?"

"uh..." you're really not sure you should continue. what if Anne wasn't comfortable with you telling everyone? as if summoned by your desperation, Anne walks back into the room.

"you have a girlfriend?" Katherine shouts across the green room and everything goes silent. painfully silent. your heart is thumping so loud in your chest, you swear everyone else can hear it. everyone in the room is clearly surprised; by the outburst from Katherine or the idea of Anne having a girlfriend, you're not sure. Anne grabs her food from the microwave before joining you all.

"Jesus Christ, Katherine," Anne remarks as she slides in between you and jane. why couldn't she have picked the other side?

"you're dating someone and you never told me?"

"I'm sorry," you mumble quietly.

"It's fine," anne ensures you but you're hardly convinced. "in my defense, I didn't tell any of you."

"uh, why?"

"maybe because you'd freak out exactly like you're doing right now?" Anne's voice is so casual about the whole situation. it makes you feel even worse. "let's not make a big deal over it okay? yes, I have a girlfriend. I mean, it's only been a couple of months but I think it's going pretty well unless you weirdos scared her off."

"I can't believe you have a girlfriend." Katherine is more excited than surprised now. "not just a girl whose a friend but-"

"Chill, Katherine." Anne sounds surprisingly serious.

The conversation splits into multiple separate ones that almost leave you completely alone with Katherine. she is practically vibrating with excited questions. Anne tells you to just ignore her but it's hard when she's like right there.... staring at you. you decide to politely answer the questions you deem appropriate so as to not seem rude. it was kinda sweet if not a little annoying. Anne offers you some of her food on the end of her fork which you accept.

"Oh I have something for you," Anne mentions casually, handing you a single ticket. "figured you might as well see the show if you're here."

Six. eight pm. row AA. seat 6. "isn't this at the very front?"

"box office said one person canceled so I snatched up the space before anyone else could," she takes a sip from her water bottle.

"I was just gonna sit at the back," you don't mean to sound ungrateful. there was just less pressure at the back.

"you can't admire me as well from the back," she comments, bumping her shoulder against yours.

"you'll have fun," jane tries to assure you. "don't worry."

"thank you for the ticket," you place a gentle kiss against her temple. the pink girl beside you practically squeals.

the girls filter out one by one; off to finish getting ready for the final show of the day. they were nice enough people. other than Katherine, they didn't seem too bothered about your thing with Anne at least not to the same intensity.

"go through this door and you'll find some curtains that lead to the auditorium. there's also a bar downstairs, I'll give you this," Anne hands you a lanyard with a pass that says 'artist'. "it gets me around the building so I won't need it during the show. if you show it at the bar, they'll give you a discount."

"Thanks," you offer a smile.

"you gonna be okay?"

you nod a little. "of course. I'm a big girl, Anne."

"don't miss me too much."

"can't miss you when you're right in front of me."

"touché," Anne pecks your lips before running off to finish preparations for the next show. you push through the door and almost take someone out. you apologize profusely before heading to the bar. the show wouldn't start for another fifteen.

you're sat between a girl in complete cosplay and an older gentleman. the auditorium is packed to the brim. you're feeling a little anxious about being here. almost like you've robbed an experience from a paying customer. staring at the purple curtains as the music plays over the speakers, you wish it'd just start already.

SIX was like a sensory overload. from the staging to the lighting to just how loud the sound was, it was overwhelming. and to actually see Anne up on stage was sort of... surreal? you knew this was what she did for a living but to actually see it. to experience it in a room full of other people. next to a girl who admired your girlfriend so much that she came dressed in her exact costume was just something else. when walking around she hardly ever got recognised but at this moment she truly was a star. reality struck hard when it came to anna's song and you realised why Anne so desperately wanted you on the front row. it was just to embarrass you. you were conveniently picked to be the audience participant for this show. you stare daggers at Anne for the entire few seconds as people around you clapped and cheered. surely this would have been better suited to the fan right next to you.

a very sweaty Anne basically jumps on you from behind as she finally breaks free from the crowd at stage door. you hadn't minded waiting even if it was still super cold. this was part of her job and you could see the enjoyment on her face as she interacted with them. "shall we go?"

"of course," she loosens her grip from around you, falling to walk beside you. her hand interlocked with yours swaying just slightly with each step.

"so did you enjoy the show tonight?"

you take a moment to think about it. it was a great show. crazy. so you nod. "I did."

"Who was your favourite queen?"

"I think everyone was great. katherine's song was-"

"Wrong answer," she squeezes your hand gently. "try again."

she was fishing for compliments which she would have gotten either way with a little patience. "i was going to say, Katherine's song was really intense."

she squeezes your hand again. harder this time but not enough to hurt. "wrong answer again. you've got one last chance."

you can't help but roll your eyes. "you know, I think I liked the green one best. funny and the song was really catchy. also the girl who played her was really pretty."

"pretty you say,"

"just beautiful," you continue laying it on as thick as her heart desired. "I was in awe of her talent."

"oh my god, that was me," Anne states playfully, brushing against you. "I always knew I was the most talented one."

"that was you?" you raise a brow. "I never would have guessed."

"you're currently holding hands with a star." so much joy and pride in her voice. you can really tell she loves it.

"I'm honored,"

"Seriously though, thank you for tonight," her voice is softer now. "I'm really happy you came."

"you don't have to thank me,"

"I know... but I wanted to," she's no longer looking at you nor holding your hand. almost like it's hard for her to say this kind of thing out loud to you. "you didn't have to come or like bring me food or anything really. it's always fun to perform but it's extra special when I have someone in the crowd who likes me regardless of the show,"

"Anne..."

"it just meant a lot to me." you take her hand back in yours forcing her to stop. Anne peeks back at you, clearly, a tad perplexed before you pull her nearer. so close her warm breath hits your skin.

"I never wanted to make you feel like I didn't care about your show-"

"you didn't-"

"let me finish, okay" Anne nods. "what you do is... really amazing. I've never thought much about it but I was so impressed with your ability to just connect with people. it's fun and playful but you can sense the genuine emotion behind it. I'm sorry I didn't get to see it until now. I need you to know that I am so proud of you and it was honestly a privilege to be in the audience"

"you should come see me perform again,"

"I'd come see you perform a million times if it made you happy."

"a million and one times?"

you roll your eyes before leaning in close. "a million and one times." mumbled softly before your lips connect in a gentle embrace.

#anne boleyn #six #six the musical #six fanfiction #anne boleyn x reader

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mackeydoodledoo · 10 months

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Pov: Catherine of Aragon chooses you specifically to be her "Lady in Waiting"

A/n: I went to see SIX [The US Tour Boleyn Cast] once, and now it's my new hyperfixation. You can kinda tell who my favorite queen is

It's very rare that the Six wives would 'propose' to a Lady in Waiting while touring. First of all, there's only four of you. Second, they're singing to compete for who had it worse with Henry VIII after all.

You were a part of that "Ladies in Waiting" Band, interacting with the Queens between shows was difficult for you, especially. To at least catch the attention of the Golden Queen: Catherine of Aragon.

But seeing how she was always bitter about her divorce with Henry VIII, you just kept your feelings to yourself

It wasn't like you were King Henry VIII's younger sister

You often like to be by your lonesome between shows. To practice even more before the evening show.

That was... Until Catherine of Aragon began joining you on your extra practice sessions.

You also helped her in any way you could with her solo No Way.

You slowly opened up to the idea of enjoying someone's company.

She would often be the one to bring the both of you lunch while you remain behind.

One day, you made the decision to go with her to a lunch outing.

You underestimated how fun it is to be around people. Catherine of Aragon showed that to you.

Right before the evening show, you began unraveling how you felt about her, to her face

"Every time I watch you, whether it was rehearsal or a show... I'm... I'm in awe. I see how your crown makes it look like it was made from the rays of the sun... My Lady, you are as beautiful as the first sunrise..."

Catherine got down on a knee and 'proposes'

"Will you be my 'Lady in Waiting'?"

She gives you a gold rose to place somewhere on your instrument or outfit

Aragon smiles smugly as she catches every glimpse of you wearing the gold rose with pride

Boleyn, Seymour, Cleves, Howard & Parr were surprised to see Catherine finally boasting about something that wasn't about her bitter resentment towards Henry.

#catherine of aragon x reader #six the musical #catherine of aragon #anne boleyn #jane seymour #katherine howard #catherine parr #henry viii #six boleyn tour

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jely-bely · 1 year

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Ex Wives

Divorced💛

Beheaded💚

Died💀

Divorced❤

Beheaded💗

Survived💎

#ex wives #Six #six the musical #katherine of aragon #anne boleyn #jane seymour #anne of cleves #katherine howard #catherine parr #history #henry the eighth #henry viii #henry v x reader #six fanarts

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ziyah20000 · 1 year

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The tudors Queens reactions to you hug them part 1 I will do his other three wives in the next part also I hope this help you if you had a bad day

Also this is going to be extremely short (I'm so sorry about this being cringy this is my first time writing that so yes)

: Catherine of Aragon

She was standing out in the garden while you walking up to her

Catherine you called out to her she turns around and said y/n I didn't know you were out here. y/n how are you feeling today good how about good y/n said can I hug you and Catherine said yes you can hug me

This is what y'all will look like hugs

Girl x Girl

Boy x Girl

:Anne Boleyn

She was walking around the courtyard when she saw you walking up to her

Y/n she said. y/n said anne how are you doing today. Good Anne said is it okay if I hug you Anne y/n ask. Of course you can hug me y/n

This is what y'all will look like hugs

Girl x Girl

Boy x Girl

jane seymour

She was walking around the castle and you saw her so you walked up to her

Jane you said ah y/n you scared me oh I'm so sorry I did not mean to scare you jane

How are you doing today y/n good how about you jane I'm doing okay today .Is it okay if I hug you jane. Of course you can hug me dear

This is what y'all will look like hugs

Girl x Girl

Boy x Girl

#the tudors #the spanish princess #anne boleyn #jane seymour #catherine of aragon #the tudors x reader

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winxanity-ii · 2 months

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MUSICALS

╰ ⌞🇲‌🇦‌🇮‌🇳‌-🇲‌🇦‌🇸‌🇹‌🇪‌🇷‌🇱‌🇮‌🇸‌🇹‌⌝

⦿ MEAN GIRLS (2024)

⦿ SIX (2017)

⦿ EPIC (2021—)

#musicals #singing #x reader #xreader #regina george #reader x character #anne boleyn #six the musical #mean girls the musical #odysseus #epic the musical

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aphroditelovesu · 2 months

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yandere anne boleyn secretly seeing you headcanons!

❝ 🌹 — lady l: this is a really soft and sweet treat, but I wanted something like this for Valentine's Day, so here it is! I hope you like it and forgive me for any mistakes. ❤️🥰

❝tw: none, just fluff.

❝🌹pairing: soft yandere!anne boleyn x gender neutral!reader.

It had been weeks since you and the Queen exchanged glances and smiles when you thought no one was watching. You knew this was a dangerous game, you knew the Queen's reputation was tarnished by scandalous and dubious rumors, but that didn't matter to you, not when you found yourself fascinated more and more by her.

During one night, a night that you both knew Henry would be too busy with one of his mistress to care about his wife, Anne finally made the first move. She invited you to meet her in one of the gardens, in a dark and private place.

Against your better judgment, you accepted and that's how you ended up in the garden, with a dark veil covering you and carrying a small candle in your hand so that it wouldn't be completely dark. You only stopped walking when you saw the firelight of another candle, indicating who you were going to meet.

The garden was enveloped in a solemn silence, interrupted only by the soft rustling of leaves in the wind. It was a little unnerving, but you carried on. Holding the candle carefully, you approached the light that danced in the distance, indicating the presence of Anne Boleyn. Your heart beat wildly, a mixture of excitement and apprehension permeating your thoughts.

When you found her, her face illuminated by the flickering flame, everything around her seemed to fade away. Her eyes, shining with a captivating intensity, met yours, and for a moment the world seemed to freeze around you. There was a flame, a spark that shone in the Queen's beautiful blue eyes and you found yourself mesmerized.

"You came." Her voice, a soft whisper charged with emotion, broke the silence. Her presence exuded an irresistible magnetism, enveloping you in a spell you didn't want to escape.

"How could I resist such a tempting invitation, especially from my Queen?" You replied, your tone tinged with a hint of playfulness, as you approached her.

Anne smiled, her lips curving in a charming gesture, and then, on an irresistible impulse, you reached out to touch her. The contact was electric, sending waves of heat through your body as you lost yourself in the fleeting moment. Without thinking twice, she brought her body closer to yours and took your lips in a passionate kiss.

For a brief moment, the weight of responsibilities and consequences disappeared, replaced by the pure and intense connection between you. Under the cover of darkness, you were just two beings lost in the forbidden labyrinth of love. Anne's grip became tighter and more possessive, her arms not wanting to leave you for any moment.

It was just the two of you and that was more than perfect for Anne. You made her feel loved and wanted again and the thought of meeting you in the dead of night excited her in a way nothing before had. She never wanted this moment to end, desperately wanting to keep you in her arms.

But even in the dim light, the time was relentless, and the outside world began to intrude on your temporary refuge. With a reluctant sigh, you separated, aware of the lines that bound you and the consequences that awaited beyond the garden's boundaries. Anne didn't want to let you go, but she knew she had to. She couldn't risk you being accused of treason and ending up dead. She shuddered just at the thought of it.

"Until next time." You whispered, your heart heavy with the uncertainty of the future. You just knew you would have to see her more often, your body and your heart were begging for it. They begged for Anne's touch.

Anne nodded, her eyes capturing yours with a silent promise, before disappearing into the darkness. You had a feeling this wouldn't be the first time you'd met her. A story between you was about to happen, but would it have a happy ending? Only time will tell.

#the tudors #anne boleyn x reader #yandere the tudors #yandere anne boleyn #yandere anne boleyn x reader #headcanons #yandere headcanons #x reader #history #yandere history #yandere historical characters

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