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musezip · 1 year

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➸❥ A foggy stage

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 !

Agere, Regressor!Catherine Parr, Caregiver!Catherine of Aragon, Technically accidental regression but not really, Cathy goes non-verbal, 2110 words of me projecting my regression onto my blorbo, kinda baby space but no age is mentioned.

↳ Catherine Parr, Catherine of Aragon

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Cathy fidgeted with the microphone in their hand, bouncing slightly on their heels.

There was an urge to bite their wrist at the back of their mind. One which they strategically ignored.

Cathy counted the people on stage. They already knew, it wasn't that hard to know.

2 alternates, playing Kate and Jane. The other 3 were the actual women.

They'd just finished don't lose your head. And Cathy was mentally preparing so they wouldn't miss a cue. They still had the feeling they would, though.

Anne's voice blasted inside their ears. Not really helping considering their sound sensitivity. It never quite bothered them as much as it did now normally.

"It's called wearing yellow to a funeral! Hit the lights!" Anne cheered.

Cathy quickly shook out of their thoughts, trying their very best to ignore the growing fog in their mind.

"Catherine was a mASSIVE-"

The others quickly yelled to stop her. Cathy flinched at the noise.

Anna walked up to Anne, Cathy hesitating before following along. "When did we decide you were the winner?"

Cathy lost their line in the fog for a moment, bringing the microphone to their mouth before faltering.

"She wants another turn." The alternate for Kate quickly stepped in, shooting a concerned glance Cathy's way.

"Over my dead body!"

No no, they'd come to this point they had to survive through the show. They took in a quick breath, trying to steady the panic in their chest which seemed to worsen the barrier forming in their mind.

"Anyway i do believe it's my turn next." Jane's alternate spoke, the queens turning to her.

"You? Queen, please!"

They tried their very best mocking laugh and brought their microphone to their mouth. "I mean are you being for real?"

"Yeah weren't the one he truly loved?"

"Didn't you give him the son he so desperately wanted?"

"Yeah, like, i had a daughter and he literally chopped my head off." Anne grinned, though giving a small concerned side eye to Cathy when she noticed them fidgeting an unusual amount.

"Yeah, okay i was lucky. Okay i was, really, lucky."

Cathy didn't bother intently listening to the rest of the monologue, they could recite it by heart anyway. They scanned the audience, how well they could see almost every face in the theater always surprised them. They always thought it'd be rather hard considering how dark it was.

Cathy turned to look at their godmother, who unlike them was intently listening to the monologue. The look on her face didn’t much help the survivor’s current state.

“..It’s because.. i.. loved him!”

The tune of heart of stone started playing, to which the queens immediately reacted in heading for the stairs. When Cathy was sure the others wouldn’t notice, they started biting at their wrists and fingers.

That wasn't a good idea, it seemed. The fog in their mind turned to something Cathy couldn't ignore but neither fight off much.

Cathy turned to look at the other queens, who were either focused on the song or making quiet small talk.

The survivor whined, biting down harder on their skin while their free hand went to squeeze and hit their thighs.

A hit came harder then they'd meant it to, making them flinch and apparantly also alerting Catalina.

"Cathy?" Catalina took out one of her in ears, scooting a little closer to her goddaughter. She gently placed her hand on their shoulder, making them whine.

She softly worked their in-ears too, taking them out by the strings and hoping to god that wouldn't damage anything. "Hey there Mija, can you look at me?"

The tone didn't help Cathy's state at all, actually it might have been what threw them over the edge.

Nevertheless they did as they were told. The look in their eyes immediately betrayed their state to Catalina.

"Oh, sweetheart." Okay yeah, Cathy had fully slipped by now. "Let's get you out of here alright?"

Cathy couldn't bring themselves to argue, and neither did they fight it when Catalina alerted Anne before taking their hand and leading them off stage.

Catalina led them to her dressing room, instead of the one they shared with Anna.

There, Catalina sat them down on the couch. As Cathy searched their extremely foggy mind for an age to describe how they were feeling, Catalina set out to find anything add some extra comfort to their situation.

They were biting, right, a regressed Catherine Parr loves to bite things. Catalina knew that all too well after being used as a chewing toy one too many times. She'd bought a few chewing sensory toys, now if only she could find the one she kept in the theater.

"Ah! Got it!" Catalina cheered, heading to Cathy and slipping a chewing bracelet onto their wrist. "There we go, so you don't hurt yourself, alright chiquitita?"

Cathy nodded, starting to bite at it the moment they could.

"Alright love, i'm just going to get two alternates to cover for us for the rest of the show okay?" Catalina said, kneeling in front of them and holding their free hand.

Cathy whined, which Catalina chuckled at, but they nodded again eitherway.

"I'll be back soon, Cariña." She reassured before leaving to find any alternates to take their place.

Cathy continued to chew as they waited, leaving the growing icky feeling in their stomach to identify and deal with when they got out of their headspace.

It didn't take long for Catalina to return, at which point Cathy realized they couldn't hear the muffled music from their in-ears anymore.

The moment the older woman was in reach Cathy whined and reached out to her, putting on the best puppy face they could to get the snuggles they desired.

Catalina obeyed with a laugh, picking Cathy up and getting a comfortable position on the couch before allowing the younger to adjust themselves into her embrace.

"Hi there." She grinned, gently rubbing Cathy's cheek with her thumb which they gladly leaned into.

Cathy waved in response, a bright smile on their own face.

Catalina raised a brow. "No talking today?" She hummed giggling slightly when Cathy stuck out their tongue in an attempt to gather an answer.

"Too.. tiny." They responded, almost hesitantly. Catalina's grin widened at the realization, giggling slightly.

"I see. Too much fog in the mind to remember how words work?" Cathy nodded enthusiastically, incredibly happy that they were understood. "Alright querida, that's okay."

Catalina set to work softly undoing the hairstyle they wore for the show, imagining it not being the most comfortable thing, Cathy shot her a small confused look, tilting their head.

The first queen did so successfully, setting aside their spiky crown and ruffling their hair before gently working it into a normal enough state. She made a mental note to brush their hair when they were satisfied with the cuddles.

Cathy puffed out their cheeks in a response as Catalina messed with their hair. Catalina barked out a laugh, poking their cheek in return.

"I think i still have a few of those cookies Jane made. How about that baby? Hm?" Catalina asked, gently untangling a few more strands of Cathy's hair.

Cathy let out a small gasp, before nodding happily. They quickly jumped off the couch and waited with open arms.

Catalina shook her head fondly, getting up and doing as requested. The universe was so merciful for making Cathy easy to carry.

Catalina hoisted them up on her hip. Cathy immediately cuddled into her, resting their head on her shoulder.

She hummed, smiling as she started her very short journey to the lunch room where she'd stored the left-over sweets. "You're really deep, aren't you?"

Cathy looked up and tilted their head in confusion at the question.

"Oh yup, that's all the answers i need."

Now admittedly, opening the doors was a challenge but nothing Catalina hasn't faced before.

Catalina set the little onto the counter, searching the cabinets for the container she'd left the sweets in.

Cathy whined at the lost contact, immediately searching to get it back by reaching for one of Catalina's hands.

The older humored them with a smile, swinging their intertwined hands back and forth as she searched.

"Oh, here they are." Catalina got out the container with a little more effort then it would have been if she had both hands.

"Should i break them into little pieces? I know cookies and those kinds of snacks can be a bit hard for you when you're so young like this."

Cathy pouted, reaching for cookies and completely ignoring the question.

Catalina raised a brow, grinning slightly in amusement. "Mi tesoro, you gotta answer." She chuckled when Cathy whined again.

"Come on, Princesa. You don't need to say anything, just shake your head yes or no." Catalina said softly, rather amused at the ever growing pout on Cathy's face.

Cathy whined again but nodded even though they didn't stop trying to reach for the treat.

"Alright love, but i gotta use both my hands alright? You can hold onto me though." The older let go of Cathy's hand, to which they immediately reacted to by wrapping their arms around her waist.

Catalina started breaking the treats into smaller pieces, handing them to Cathy when she'd finished a piece. Cathy happily munched down, cooing in content.

"Be careful, Nena. Don't eat that fast. I'm not taking these safety measures only for you to choke because you're eating it all so fast." Catalina chuckled, gently holding Cathy back from downing another piece.

Cathy whined and pouted, trying to chew faster.

"Oh lord, Amor, wouldn't you rather enjoy your treat instead of going so quick that it's all gone so soon?"

Cathy gasped, quickly shaking their head. Catalina chuckled. "Then you gotta slow down."

Cathy considered it, ultimately deciding it would be a good idea to not hurt themselves by eating cookies.

"Good choice, Mija." Catalina giggled, allowing Cathy to continue eating her snacks.

"If Anne asks, tell her I gave you a few slices of an apple." Catalina added, breaking apart the last cookie and handing the small pieces to her goddaughter.

Cathy tilted their head but nodded, munching on the last piece as Catalina cleaned up the evidence.

"Was that tasty, Amor?" Catalina asked, smiling softly. Cathy nodded enthusiastically, a bright smile on their face.

Catalina giggled. "How about we head back, we can play a bit or watch one of your cartoons yeah? And we can go watch the girls do the megasix later if you're up for it."

Cathy nodded, clapping happily as Catalina picked them up and set them on her hip again.

"What would you wanna do?" Catalina asked, adjusting Cathy so they were securely on her hip before setting out for her dressing room once again.

Cathy opened their mouth to respond. But hesitated and retreated back while biting on their index finger.

Catalina hummed, gently showing them their chewing bracelet to remind them to bite that instead. "It's okay Princesa, you can choose when we get there."

When they arrived Catalina set Cathy down and got our her emergency Cathy toy box, but also grabbed her laptop for if the regressed girl wanted to cuddle and watch a cartoon instead.

Cathy made a show of reaching for the laptop from their spot on the floor.

They pointed at it when Catalina came close enough to pick them up again, looking ul at her with the most innocent eyes Catalina had ever seen.

"So a show? Alright, Tesoro, get comfy on the couch."

Cathy nodded, getting up to waddle over to the couch. Where they, once again, made a show of whining and reaching for Catalina's hand.

Catalina barked out a laugh. "I'm coming, i'm coming." She grabbed the laptop and sat on the couch. She readjusted the both of them so they could comfortably cuddle while watching their show.

Catalina gave Cathy a few to choose from, some thing's not too hard to follow in consideration of how young they seemed.

After Cathy made their choice the two cuddled closer to each other, the younger staring in wonder at the screen.

They looked up. "Ca.. Catty." They mumbled, their face contorted in concentration as they tried to find the right words. "Love you."

Catalina cooed, her heart positively melting as Cathy reached to press a small sloppy kiss against her cheek.

"I love you too."

@autisticscotty @woofberry-regrets-everything

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loganlostitall · 7 months

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C, F, L for ask game.

A ship I have never liked and probably never will:

Oooh girl you trying to get me in trouble LOL. Every ship from my last post probably falls under this category as well, besides Rickyl and Desus because I genuinely don’t think I’ve been in this fandom long enough to say that those won’t be my favorite ships in a few years. I don’t think they’ll grow on me but I also said that Daryl would never grow on me, and the same with Negan, soooo I’m not going to make the mistake of using those words ever again LOL.

I can say for TWD though that Daryl Dixon x Leah Shaw, Negan Smith x Alpha, and.. whew… Bethyl aren’t ever gonna be something I like. You’re gonna get me killed here. But Beth Greene x Daryl Dixon is almost exactly the same age gap as Amanda and I were, and you were already my friend when that whole mess happened so I’m sure that comes as no surprise to you. (Amanda is my ex girlfriend?? who was 38 when I was 15, fun time 😀). And Daryl was I believe 41 while Beth was 18 so that’s quite literally the same number of years. 23. No ty. It doesn’t nauseate me because she’d be an adult but I do try to avoid reading it; my mutuals can talk about it though if they want for all I care. I do in fact believe that Beth had a crush on Daryl and just wouldn’t have pursued him, looked for those traits elsewhere.

Marvel forever dislikes: Tony Stark x Peter Parker, Wanda Maximoff x Puerto Maximoff, Gamora x Nebula, Peter Parker x Morgan Stark (seriously, ew), Thanos x Loki Laufeyson, Odin Borrson x Loki Laufeyson, Odin Borrson x Thor Odinson, Odin Borrson x Hela Odindottir, Freyja Freyrdottir (Frigga) x Loki Laufeyson, May Parker-Jameson x Peter Parker, Norman Osborn x Peter Parker, Otto Octavius x Peter Parker, Skip Westcott x Peter Parker!!!!!!!!, Tony Stark x Sentient Armor, Steve Rogers x Peggy Carter, Steve Rogers x Sharon Carter, Bruce Banner x Natasha Romanoff, Brunnhilde x Hela Odindottir, Thor Odinson x Carol Danvers, James Howlett x Anna Marie, if I listed them all I’d be here all night

DC forever dislikes: Alfred Pennyworth x Bruce Wayne, Bruce Wayne x Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Damian Wayne, Lucas Fox, Barbara Gordon, or any of Batman’s sidekicks (I think you get my point by now), Jack Napier x Harleen Quinzel, Jack Napier x Clark Kent, Hal Jordan x Arisia Rrab (she’s an entire child 😐), Dick Grayson x Catalina Flores (sexual assault), there are just so many more

Shameless forever dislikes: Fiona Gallagher x literally everyone she ever dated, Debbie Gallagher x all of her exes as well, Lip Gallagher x Mandy Milkovich (she rped him guys!!! don’t forget), Lip Gallagher x Karen Jackson, Karen Jackson x Frank Gallagher, Frank Gallagher x Sammi Slott (that’s your child dude…), Ian Gallagher x Kash Karib, Ian Gallagher x Caleb Daniels, Carl Gallagher x Kassidi Gallagher (typing that made me laugh 😭), Carl Gallagher x Dominique Winslow, Carl Gallagher x Tish (she rped him as well), Liam Gallagher x Sissy (MORE rpe), please just let my babies be happy and in love

Euphoria forever dislikes: Maddie Perez x Nate Jacobs, Rue Bennett x Jules Vaughn, Cal Jacobs x Nate Jacobs, Cal Jacobs x Jules Vaughn, Cassie Howard x Nate Jacobs, Rue Bennett x Nate Jacobs, Rue Bennett x Fezco O’Neill, Fezco O’Neill x Ashtray

What’s the longest you’ve ever been in a fandom?

I am still a Marvel and DC fan, so it’s gotta be those. I’ve literally been a fan since I was born.

Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn’t one of your faves.

Maggie Rhee does her absolute best for her son. I… don’t have much /pos commentary besides that 😭

#ask game #ships I don’t like #ships I will never like #tw grooming #the walking dead #marvel #dc comics #shameless #euphoria #my longest time in a fandom #compliment a character that isn’t a favorite #please don’t come for me

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amugoffandoms · 1 year

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I posted 473 times in 2022

That's 252 more posts than 2021!

164 posts created (35%)

309 posts reblogged (65%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 340 of my posts in 2022

Only 28% of my posts had no tags

#mug talks - 153 posts

#mug reblogs - 148 posts

#six the musical - 81 posts

#tw caps - 34 posts

#ddlc - 29 posts

#tw cursing - 24 posts

#doki doki literature club - 21 posts

#amphibia - 19 posts

#important!! - 18 posts

#six on broadway - 17 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#but if you mean that you dont have to cross your eyes to make everything blurry (without taking glasses off as well) and i guess unfocused?

My Top Posts in 2022:

Anne: If I didn't know any better, I'd say they're dating! Catalina: They are. Anne: WHAT-

35 notes - Posted February 20, 2022

damn i didn't even realize it was past ro's birthday until I thought of this oops Happy Birthday, Ro :) But, she's dead. And she's never coming back. Why did Joey-? And all MatPat can do is bake one cake in her honor. Just like when Ro baked a cake for him. A long time ago.

39 notes - Posted July 6, 2022

okay someone pointed this out and I found it really funny but also sweet?

Anna doesn't have anything to drink so she's just pretending to cheer with her HAND FISNDJAJ

forgot this kinda loops so make sure to watch it like once eith sound off o.O

45 notes - Posted May 6, 2022

literally everyone shut for 2 SECONDS

LOOK AT THE CAMEL!!!!!!! they have a :] FACE AND I WANT TO GIVE IT A BIGGGGGG HUGGGGGGG

88 notes - Posted October 16, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Ahem

See the full post

97 notes - Posted October 12, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #mug talks #I CANT BELIEVE MY DDLC POST GOT NUMBER 1 IN MY POSTS WOWKDJJFE

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toasty-owl-arts · 3 years

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Catalina please stop trying to kill your kid’s gf thanks

More sc memes while I slap out the next chapter :D

Also KatAnna content because gosh I think they deserve some

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cathyparrlyn · 3 years

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Headcanons with short blurbs: the queens and the onesies they wear xx

(I’ve honestly had this headcanon since I first joined the fandom and never shut up about it, so I thought why not post it?)

Catalina: A pikachu onesie and a lion onesie!

Lina is very stubborn and prideful, so she tries to act like she doesn’t want a onesie at first. She felt as though she had an image to uphold as the mom friend of the group. However, after Anne and Cathy bought her a pikachu onesie one day, going against the million statements of her claiming she would drop kick Anne if she bought her one, Lina was forced to give in. She was hesitant to try it on, but Jane and Cathy both gave her puppy dog eyes so she reluctantly gave in. Lina ended up loving it, could not believe she was letting her pride keep her away from such a wonderous thing. She loved it so much that Jane got her a lion onesie as part of their anniversary gift and they ended up cuddling all night while enjoying a cheese and grape plater along with some wine. Lina nearly broke a window with how loud she screeched when Jane almost spilt wine on their onesies, she has still yet to live it down as Anne constantly reminds her of it.

“A pikachu onesie?” “Yeah, because we choose you as our mom friend!” “N o” “Lina” “but Janeyyyyyyyy” “Put it on because you are my little pikacutie, okay?” “I’ll put it on if you never make that pun ever again.” “........Deal.”

“A lion, huh?” “Yeah, I thought it fit me. They are very prideful and amazing leaders.” “I guess that’s the nice way of saying you lovingly have a stick up your ass majority of the time.” “Hey! You bitc—” “Now now girls, settle down. Lina, don’t listen to Anne, I think lions are very charming and majestic!” “Really?” “Yeah, they are so cool and strong!” “Thanks Janey.”

Anne: A creeper onesie and a T-Rex/Dino onesie!!

Anne is one of the biggest onesies supporters there are! She would literally wear only onesies if Cathy didn’t make her get dressed up for their fancy dates and what not. However, Anne is an absolute goofball and is probably either the most chaotic or the biggest dork when it comes to the queens running around in their onesies, probably both! She loves to goof off and pretend to be her onesie, half the time she is wearing it she’ll sneak up on Parr and try to flirt with her in character. It’s very amusing for everyone, especially when Cathy is wearing one of her onesies and either plays along or hides herself in the protection of the cloth hood. Anne would take a movie night date with onesies and cuddles over some fancy dinner any night, honestly saves both her and Parr a lot of money! Aragon has a whole photo album of times Cathy and Anne stayed up past who knows what hour and ended up passing out in goofy poses. Her favorite is the time Anna drew cat whiskers and words on each of their faces, Aragon had a field day with that. Anne blew a fuse and told Aragon to delete the photos, she hasn’t. Nonetheless, even with experiences like that, Anne only thinks fondly of her onesies as it is a source of comfort for her, reminding her of family game nights, late night sleepovers with Kat, and cuddle time with Cathy. She also carries random objects to fiddle with and hides them in the pockets, so she really appreciates the practicality of onesies as well. Overall, Anne just love love loves them, and will wear them whenever she can.

“Creeper noises.... creeper noises.... creeeeeeeeper noises....” “Anne, that’s not what a Minecraft creeper sounds like.” “Well, obviously, I know that. I’m just saving my actual impersonation for a certain special someone!” “Cathy?” “Yeah, how’d you know?” Lina rolls her eyes. “Gee, I don’t know, it’s totally not like you guys were making out on the couch half an hour ago.” Cathy walks into the room and sees the group talking. “In my defense, Cathy’s an amazing kisser.” “I’d really rather not hear that about my god daughter.” “You think I’m an amazing kisser Annie?” “C-Cathy! Holy fuckers. Since when were you there?!” “Not long, but long enough to overhear what you said.” “Oh, well, obviously I do.” “You guys are seriously having this conversation in front of us?” “Shut up, let me talk to my future wife!” “I-” “Ignore them Annie, I just wanted to let you know that you’re not half-bad yourself.” Cathy giggled before giving Anne a gentle peck on the lips. Anne’s face instantly turned red. “I- wait! Sssssssssssssss Boom! My heart just exploded babes.” Anne jested while holding a hand to her heart. Cathy simply laugh. “That’s my favorite little chaotic creeper.” Cathy cooed before leaning in for another kiss. “They really just ignored us and did that in front of us.” “Yup.” “And now they are making out, again.” “Yup.” “God, this family is so gay.”

Anne sees Cathy humming to herself in the kitchen, she then sneaks behind her in her Dino onesie and tackle hugs her, peppering her cheek and neck with kisses. “RAWRRRRRR.... that means I love you in Dino-lect. :3” Cathy laughs before giving Anne a quick peck on the lips. “Not that I mind too much, but Annie-Rex, do you really have to do this every 15 minutes?” “Dinosaurs have a short memory Cath, I have no idea what you are talking about.” “That’s goldfish babes—” “shhhhhhh..... rawr.”

Jane: A momma shark onesie and a momma polar bear onesie!!!

Jane loves onesies, and even she gets frustrated on laundry day when everyone has to give up their emotional support pajamas. Her and Lina are the momma onesies, with Lina being the lion and Jane being either the shark or polar bear. Jane loves her bear onesie so much, being a polar bear is right up her alley, especially for puns! She also plans on getting Lina a brown bear onesie so they can be a bear family! Jane also sings baby shark whenever she is in her shark onesie. Kat finds it amusing, but everyone else gets a bit annoyed. It once got stuck in Lina’s head for a week, and she would hum it randomly, only to be followed with her telling Jane “you are so lucky I am in love with you” and a glass of wine.

“Baaaaaaaaaaabyyyyyyy SHARK DOO DOO DOO DOO DOO DOO—” “Jane, you’ve been singing that nonstop for the past half hour. Please, I’m begging you as your fiancé, sing something else.” “But I’m momma shark!” “I just want five minutes to eat sushi in peace.” “NOT MY CHILDREN—” “Janey,,,, no.” “Fish are friends, not food!” “Janey, please, I just want to eat my lunch babes.”

“We should be a bear family.” “Hm, please elaborate?” “I mean onesies wise!” “Oh god no Janey, we already have so many onesies that all the houses closets are full.” “I know, I know, but hear me out. I really like this idea!” “*sigh* okay, but only because I love you.” “Yes! Thank you Lina!” “Of course, so what’s the big idea?” “So obviously I have a polar bear onesie because I’m cool and chill.” “You aren’t, you are literally the most neurotic mom, but go on babes.” “Hey!” “What, I’m not going to lie to my fiancé.” “Fine. Then I’m a polar bear because I’m the mama bear that hogs all the blankets.” “That I will agree with.” “Whatever, so anyways, I figured out the rest of us have really cute bears that fit us as well! Like you, you would be the mama brown bear! Cause you’re my big teddy bear.” Jane giggled. “Hm, I guess I could see that.” “Right? And Cathy and Anne would be based off their pet names for each other, Anne being Cathy’s P-Anne-da, and Cathy being Anne’s Koala bear.” “Awww, they would so do a bunch of couple photos because Anne would drag my goddaughter around the house to pose in front of any pretty background.” “They would do that, and Cathy would pretend she hates it, but secretly adores it.” “Yeah, she can be a bit reluctant to express herself.” “Sounds like a beautiful mama bear I know.” “....Anyways! Who is Kat?” “Oh, you’ll love this one! She’s a pink carebear!” “Oh, she’ll literally break the windows from how high her happy screech is.” “Yeah! Especially when she sees Anna as a black bear. It’s just so fitting!” “A black bear?” “Yeah, y’know. Looks a bit intimidating, but is one of the biggest softies of the bear family.” “Yeah, that does sound like Anna.” “I know right! Just,,,,, please, I want a bear onesies family photo with all our dumb grown up children Lina.” “I—” “I’m getting you the brown bear onesie for our anniversary, I hope you know that.” “Well I’ll accept it gratefully, because I hope you know that I love you and will do anything for you.” “YESSSSSSSS BEAR ONESIES FAMILY PHOTO!”

Anna: A tiger onesie and a dragon onesie!!!!

Anna probably is the one who wears onesies the least, but she still absolutely loves them. Being the total softie and simp that she is, she loves to get in her tiger onesie and be cat moms with Kat. They will cuddle and watch bootlegs while holding Bling, Kat’s pet kitten. She’ll make the occasional pussy joke when she’s in the tiger one with Anne as well, but she loves to be in her dragon one and ramble with Kat about them living in a fairytale, Kat being the princess who never needed a knight, and Anna being a dragon shapeshifter who helps her escape. Honestly she’ll be in her dragon onesie and randomly scoop up Kat, screaming to the world how she finally kidnapped the most beautiful princess in the universe from her kingdom. She’s such a simp and proud, the onesies only strengthen her affectionate side.

“We are the tigers, mighty mighty tigers! We are the tigers, mighty mighty tigers—” “Kat, Liebling, I know you get excited when I wear my tiger onesie.” “I do! Because when you wear it, we are cat moms together!” “Yeah-” “Cat moms!” Anna couldn’t help but grin at Kat’s excitement. “Of course Liebling, but could you try a different song than that one from your murderous lesbian cheerleaders high on depression rock comfort musical? I think it’s scaring Bling a bit.” The small white kitten looked up with a confused and concerned expression. “Oh, you are right! Hmmm, what else can I do?..... oh, I know!” “Oh?” “I got the eye of the tiger!” “That you do, the apple of my eye.” “Awww, babes!” “Hm, tell you what? How bout we take a break from the song references and cuddle for a bit? There’s the perfect spot for both you and Bling, it’s called my lap.” Kat giggled as she moved to sit in Anna’s lap, facing her. “Purrfect.” Kat booped Anna’s nose and elicited a small giggle. Anna playfully rolled her eyes and wrapped an arm around Kat. “Pfft, god you are lucky I love you so much.” “Heheh, I know! I love you too.”

“Hello there princess, are there any knights bothering you who I shall scare away?” Kat giggled as she pecked Anna on the cheek. “No, but it is a bit cold. You wouldn’t mind flying me to the couch and warming me up now, would you my dear dragon?” “Anything for you, milady.” Anna laughs before picking Kat up and carrying her to the couch for cuddles. “Thanks Annabanana.” “Anytime Kätzchen.”

Kitty: A unicorn onesie and a cat onesie, among many, many other onesies!!!!!

Just saying right now, Anne and Anna both totally pspsps Kat whenever she is in the cat onesie. Kat absolutely loves to make cat puns with Anna and Anne and Jane whenever she is in the cat onesie, she literally has a list she has been working on so she can one day out pun Jane Punmour. She always makes sure her onesies have pockets so that she can carry around Bling whenever she is wearing one. Kat loves her unicorn one, constantly running around with her pride flag as a cape because how could she be a unicorn without a rainbow now? That’s just homophobic /j. Her and Anne are probably the biggest on making jokes about their onesies and using them when talking to their girlfriends. Kat at times likes to be called Anna’s Traum (dream in German) when she is in her unicorn onesie because unicorns are magic, so her magical love makes Anna’s dreams become a reality, and everyone finds it so fucking wholesome. Anne and Kat also constantly have mini competitions of who can woo their girlfriend better with onesie pick up lines. It’s very chaotic and both Cathy and Anna absolutely adore them for it. Those are their emotion support dorky dumbass girlfriends right their gang. Kat and Anne will also randomly start meowing as an inside joke, they thought it would be funny to see how the others reacted to it, and they were right, it’s hilarious. Since then, they do it randomly and it lowkey scares Cathy and Anna, but at the same time they are attracted to these whacky dorks so they love them nonetheless.

“Are you sure you aren’t the one who is secretly a unicorn in this relationship?” Anna playfully rolled her eyes while ruffling Kat’s hair under her onesie’s hood. “Why would I be liebling?” “Because the amount of joy and love you bring into my life is absolutely magical.” “Awwww, Kätzchen.” “DID YOU HEAR THAT ANNE?! MY LOVELY AND BEAUTIFUL GIRLFRIEND AW’D AT MY PICK UP LINE!” “YEAH? WELL CATHY FUCKING GAVE ME THE PUREST SMILE EVER AND I AM GAY!!!!!!” “I see you and Anne are at it again.” “Yeah! Do you think I’ll win?” “You’re always the winner in my eyes.” “Yes, unicorns for the win!”

“Pspspspspsps” “pspspspspsps” “guys, you know if you need me, you can just call me by my name.... right?” “PSPSPSPSPSPSPSPS!!!!” “Ahhhhhhhhh! Okay, okay, meowssage received. I didn’t realize how much you guys purrceived meow as a cat.” “......” “what’s wrong, cat suddenly got your tongues? You guys feline alright?” “Kat no, I will stop with the pspsps if you stop with the puns. I’m already dating Anne, I can only handle so much.” “H e y.” “But Cat-hy, I like my purr-ns. I think they are purrfectly fine, I would even argue they are clawesome. Also, purr-ns are my purroagative. So don’t have too much of a hissy fit.” “I have regrets.” “Babes,,,, why?” “Sorry purrty lady, but these are just so amewsing to me!” “Dear lord—” “I thought they were fur-unny.” “Anne no.” “Hissssss!” “The fuck?” “Meow?” “Meow.” “:D meow.” “What is happening?” “Cathy, I think our girlfriends just took us liking pussy to a whole nother level.” “Amwbkwbrk aNNA—” “She’s not wrong.” “ANNE!” “CATHY!” “KAT :D” “......” “meow! :D” “Someone save me now.”

Cathy: A stitch onesie and a wolf onesie!!!!!!

Cathy signed up for loving onesies when she agreed to date Anne, it was part of the contract. /j. Honestly, they are Cathy’s salvation, and that isn’t even that hyperbolic. Anne got Cathy a onesie during a week she was utterly burnt out from lack of sleep and overload of deadlines, and the second Cathy put the stitch onesie on, she was out like a light. She literally can’t sleep without them. Anne also adores it because Cathy is just constantly so cuddly and fluffy and small, and seeing her all sleepy in the onesie is heaven. At times, Cathy will fall asleep on their onesie dates because she conditioned herself to fall asleep with the onesie on, and everyone loves to take pictures of snoozing Cathy. She hates how she can’t wear her onesies when she writes, other wise she’ll just fall asleep at her desk again. If she is ever skipping sleep too much, Anne or Lina will force her to put on a onesie and snuggle into their lap till she falls asleep. Honestly, who needs caffeine when you can have a onesie? Well, Cathy is still addicted to coffee, but she doesn’t need it as much anymore thanks to the semi decent sleep schedule due to the onesies. It was clearly the best gift Anne ever got Cathy, and Cathy always thanks her for it and showers Anne in kisses at random moments when she is just in pure bliss from her onesie. It’s just good vibes for Cathy, something she definitely needs and appreciates at times. She wouldn’t give up onesies for anything in the world, well besides Anne, and coffee, and her laptop for writing, but other than that, nothing!

“Hey Annie, love? You know how ohana means family?” “Yes I do, my Cathy-stitch-a-roo.” “Well Anne, you are my ohana.” “Awwww babes!” “And I want to grow our ohana together.” “Awww— wait, are you saying what I think you’re saying?” “Yes, I want to take the next step.” “Gasp!” “Let’s do it Annie... let’s adopt a ferret and a gecko!” “Fuck yes! See, this is why I love you, my beautiful space creature girlfriend who is so amazing she is out of this world.”

“I’m a lone wolf, I don’t need anyone’s validation or affection, I’m better off by myself anyways.” “You say that while you are cuddling Anne.” “So?” “Cathy, you literally were just crying ten minutes ago when Anne got up to use the bathroom.” “It’s— it’s our snuggle time... 🥺💙” “Aw babes. <3”

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kiarcheo · 2 years

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Sisters Are Doin’ It For Themselves 5/5

Should have known better than to plan something, especially for Christmas so....a month later, here it is, the last (and longest - almost 3000 words) chapter. Hope you enjoy it!

Can read on ao3 too

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Anna and Cathy had just been introduced to George and Jane, and exchanged Christmas wishes, when Jane – she told them they could call her Rocky or even Parker, since her full maiden name had been Jane Parker Rochford, if it was too confusing – looks around. ‘Where is my favourite sister?’

‘What? She is not even remotely related to you. Not by blood, not by marriage.’

‘And it took,’ Catalina makes a show of checking her watch, ‘3 minutes?’

‘She is not related to you either.’

Anna and Cathy gulp, frozen on the spot. They had figured out Anne was in all likelihood adopted. She has a different surname and doesn’t look anything like Kat, or Catalina, or Jane. But to bring it up seems like a low blow.

Anne however doesn’t seem bothered. Rather she looks rather smug. ‘Actually we made a blood pact in primary school.’

‘You did what?!?’

Anne is saved from having to answer Jane and Catalina’s outraged question by Kat bouncing down the stairs, garish Christmas jumper on. That’s a tradition, Anna and Cathy had been told, just before being advised that they could either bring their own, the worst the better, or borrow one. The ones they had were festive but relatively tame, appropriate to be worn in public...or even just at uni. So they decided to buy new ones...and they managed to score some truly dreadful ones that impressed the whole family.

‘Rocky!’ Kat hugs the woman tight.

A throat-clear. Another one. And another one.

Kat steps away, sharing a mirthful smile with Rocky. Anne will scrape her throat raw with her fake coughing until she gets them to stop hugging.

‘George.’ She nods at him.

‘Kat.’ He nods back.

Kat, Cathy has learned, is not any less jealous or overprotective....just less vocal about it than Anne.

‘Come on, people, get a shift on!’ Anne claps her hands.

‘Don’t think you’re going to get away that easily.’

‘Food to eat, games to win,’ Anne continues louder.

‘With what?’ Kat asks, before her wrist is grabbed and she is dragged away, quickly followed by Anna and Cathy.

‘We’re going to talk about that!’ Catalina calls after the four girls.

‘Never a dull moment with those two, uh,’ Rocky comments, sparing a sympathising and amused glance at the parents. ‘I bet you missed that.’

‘No cheating!’

‘It's just to give them an idea,’ Jane rolls her eyes at Anne, ‘it’s their first time.’

Anne points at her eyes and then at Anna and Cathy in a “I’m watching you” gesture.

‘You can shuffle them after,’ Kat appeases Anne while the other two girls are looking through the deck of cards.

‘Very...professional,’ Cathy comments turning one in her hand. They are laminated.

‘Lina designed them,’ Jane informs her just as her wife says, ‘less likely to be destroyed.’

‘During the years cards got…water spilled on them. Tea. Coffee. Wine. Ended up in the gravy pot. Were set on fire. Both accidentally and on purpose. Were cut. Tore up. Eaten,’ Catalina lists.

‘Eaten??’

‘By an animal?’

‘Let's say so.’

‘Anyway, laminating the cards solved most of those problems.’

Anna and Cathy nod, still looking at them.

‘So, it’s quite easy. We play in teams. When it’s your turn, you pick a card and read the instructions. It will tell you what's the activity or the game, who has to play, who gets the points, how, how many, and everything else,’ Jane explains.

She is the one who came up with the whole idea and she is very proud of it. Besides some small incidents (hence the need to laminate the cards), it has proved to be a great way to play any holiday away. Changing game at every turn keeps things fresh and gives everyone the chance to play to their strengths, since the cards go from traditional games like Charades, Pictionary, and Taboo, to more hands-on like pin the tail on the donkey, toilet paper mummy, or hot and cold. Points are assigned in different ways too, sometimes for speed, sometimes for scores, others for creativity, etc.

‘Points? What do you win?’ Anna asks.

‘Bragging rights,’ Anne tells her, rolling a whiteboard into the living room.

Then she uncaps the marker pen with a flourish. ‘We’ll start with me and Kat, as usual.’

‘Why? Out of curiosity,’ Cathy adds. She doesn’t mind.

‘The youngest one, or the youngest one’s team, always goes first,’ Catalina tells her while Anne writes down “sisters from different misters”.

‘So after us it will be your turn,’ Anne writes AC/PC in another column. They had agreed that Anna and Cathy would team up, since they would be more comfortable and more competitive, having known each other the longest.

‘Can I ask again...why? The name, I mean.’

‘Anna Cleves, Parr Cathy. Or Anna & Cathy, Parr & Cleves. Like AC/DC but–you know what? Explaining make it lose all its mystic!’ Anne cuts herself off. ‘Then there is George’s team.’ She writes “Boleyns”. ‘And for last the mums because they are the oldest.’

‘And wisest!’ Jane chimes in.

After discarding the first card picked by Kat, since it required to collect ten objects of a chosen colour as quickly as possible and it is deemed unfair for Cathy and Anna, being the third day of their first visit, the first game is heads up.

Anna’s turn sees a round of Pictionary, much to Anne’s complaints that Catalina has an unfair advantage, ignoring the fact that while the mums’ team indeed wins, Kat is almost as good, and they take second place.

Rocky picks paper bin basketball, each team having to make ten balls of crumpled paper and try to shoot the ball into the bin, which ends up being neck and neck between her and Anna.

Jane mutters something as she reads her card.

‘What?’

‘Guess the song.’

Anne hollers as Catalina groans and the others look on in confusion.

‘Just to be clear, every now and then we add new cards. If we see or get a new game, have an idea...this was Anne’s contribution for this year,’ Jane says, before going on reading the instructions. ‘Each team chooses a player, the others – in our case, other – will guess,’ she stops so that the teams can decide. ‘Each player gets a list of songs,’ she opens the labelled folder and hands them out, ‘they choose one to play and the teammate has to guess the song.’

‘It doesn’t sound too bad,’ Cathy comments.

‘Wait for it,’ Anna recognises the glint in Anne’s eyes. There is still something missing…George seems to think the same.

‘What do we play?’ he asks, wary of anything that comes from his sister’s mind.

‘Kazoo!’ she cheerfully replies.

After a round of 5 Second Rule picked by Anne, it’s Cathy’s turn.

‘Ask the other teams to recreate an iconic work of art. They have five minutes to discuss. Then. once the order is decided, each team has another five minutes to prepare. Each team will then vote for the best one...the picker’s vote is worth double.’

‘Lame,’ Anne mutters as George and Jane recreate the iconic Titanic scene on the bow of the ship.

Cathy and Anna sort of agree but are too polite to say so.

Catalina and Jane recreate Grant Wood’s American Gothic, Catalina in particular prompting howling laughter as she presents herself wearing overalls covered by a suit jacket, a shower cap trying to emulate almost baldness, and holding a meat fork in lieu of the pitchfork.

And then it’s Anne and Kat turn, who disappear in the kitchen only to reappear wrapped in aluminium foil from head to toe (well, just mid-calves) on the notes of eurodance music.

Hello everybody! My name is Verka Serduchka Me English nicht verstehen! Let's speak dance!

‘That’s on us. One of them at least,’ is all Catalina says as the wild dancing and singing end.

‘Please,’ George snorts. ‘We all know I had no role in raising Anne.’

‘What was that?’

‘Dancing Lasha Tumbai,’ Anne replies, ‘by Verka Serduchka.’

‘Eurovision 2007, absolutely iconic,’ Kat carries on.

‘I’m not sure I can be friend with someone who doesn’t appreciate it. Or Eurovision,’ Anne informs her guests.

‘Where is it on the scale?’ Anna asks. ‘You know, of unacceptable stuff. From not liking Kat–’

‘They could be most perfect person in world, if they don’t like Kat, they can die in a ditch,’ Anne interrupts her.

‘Amen to that,’ Cathy mutters.

Jane looks around to see if anyone caught that. Rocky is the only one with a raised eyebrow...and Kat is barely suppressing a smile. At least her daughter doesn’t seem to have inherited Lina’s obliviousness.

‘Like I said, from not liking Kat to...I don’t know, not liking chocolate,’ Anna continues.

‘Obviously not as bad as not liking animals but worse than not liking chocolate. I mean, I still don’t trust you, but more for me.’

‘Obviously.’ Anna nods solemnly. ‘I love chocolate. And animals. And Kat. Just saying.’

‘Just don’t give chocolate to a dog or any other animal trying to entice them to follow you home.’ Jane gives Anne and Kat a knowing look.

The girls lock eyes. Twin tiny headshakes. If neither of them spilled the beans…

‘How did you–’

‘As Martina says,’ Jane had heard the phrase from her Italian colleague and fell in love with it, ‘I know my chicken.’

‘Quack.’

Silence falls, incredulous stares pinned to Kat and Anne.

‘That’s a duck,’ George finally says, his voice flat.

‘I honestly don’t know what’s more concerning. That I said chicken and you quacked…or that both of you did.’

‘Both,’ Catalina replies to her wife. ‘Both are seriously, deeply, concerning.’

‘We were winging it.’ Anne shrugs.

‘And we are birds of a feather,’ Kat joins in.

‘Don’t act like it was such a gross misconduckt.’

‘Or like we were using fowl language.’

‘Don’t you mean goose misconduckt,’ Jane interrupts the ping-pong-like exchange.

‘We are all in beak form today!’ Kat grins at her mum.

Catalina groans, hand on her face. ‘What did I do to deserve this?’

‘Proving my point.’ George gestures to Anne, who is snickering with Catalina’s wife and daughter. ‘She is on you too.’

After they assign points, the next card is picked up, a round of Taboo ensuing.

‘The animal you wait for when you have cramps,’ Kat rushes out, their allotted time almost over.

‘Crabs!’ Anne yells, much to Kat’s joy.

Jane chuckles. ‘That was a funny one.’

‘Care to share?’ Rocky asks, curious.

‘One day I come into the room, and I find the girls hunched over themselves, staring at the floor, so I ask them what they are doing, and Kat replies “waiting for crabs to pass”. Mind you, we were inside, no beach nearby, so I was very confused. Anne was confused too. Apparently, Kat had seen Anne curled up, Anne said she was waiting for cramps to pass…Kat misunderstood cramps for crabs and decided she’d join Anne in the wait.’

‘That’s cute,’ Cathy comments.

‘Anyway, that means we won this round, right?’ Anne tries to get back on track.

‘I think it’s a bit unfair to have you two on the same team,’ Anna jokingly complains. ‘You basically share a brain.’

‘Oh, that would explain their hare-brained ideas. They have just half of a brain each,’ George teases.

‘Don’t be so hare on them,’ Jane jokingly scolds him.

‘Please not again,’ Catalina bemoans.

‘Don’t worry, we won’t fall down the…rabbit hole,’ Jane can’t resist one last pun.

‘You know, I can see Anna’s point,’ Kat states. ‘Me and Anne are a formidable duo,’ she continues, a glint in her eyes. ‘I guess we could switch and do couples. So mamá and Mum, Jane and George, me and Cathy, and Anne and Anna.’

‘What?!’

‘I mean–’

‘Sorry–’

‘What?’

‘I don–’

‘We aren’t–’

Anne and Anna’s voices overlap, pitch raised.

‘That’s a good idea,’ Jane says, cottoning on what Kat is doing.

‘Okay?’ Catalina shrugs. It doesn’t change anything for her.

Rocky looks between the younger girl and her homonymous: something is going on, although she doesn’t know what. 'Fine by me.’

‘Great!’ Kat claps her hands. ‘I might need help getting the box, who–’

‘Me!’ Anna leaps to her feet, eager to escape, even if just for a few moments.

‘Traitor,’ Anne hisses as soon as they leave the room.

‘What?’ Cathy’s eyes dart around. ‘I can explain. I mean– Kat is a grown girl,’ she starts again, straightening up, trying to appear confident.

‘I’ll remember your silence.’

Cathy relaxes. ‘Oh, that–’

‘Yes. That,’ Anne spits out. ‘What if I told the person you like–’

‘So you admit you like Anna?’

‘That’s not the point.’

‘Actually, I think that’s exactly the point,’ Rocky intervenes, snickering, now getting what is going on.

‘Shut up.’ Anne glares at her. Then she turns to Cathy. ‘How would you like for me...to tell Kat you like her?’

‘I certainly hope she does,’ Kat says, walking back into the room.

‘I do.’ Cathy smiles at her.

‘That’s good, because I like you too, baby.’ Kat winks at her.

‘I’m older than you.’

‘But shorter.’

‘Word of advice...give up.’ Jane sends Cathy a commiserating look. ‘If she is anything like her mother, she will forever lord it over you.’

‘Quite literally.’ Catalina’s grin and words further prove the point.

‘Can confirm.’ Anne nods. Kat never lets her forget she is taller than her. ‘Wait!’ It finally drops on her. ‘Baby? Couples? Are you together??

‘No killing on Christmas,’ Jane reminds her with a light-hearted tone, ‘nor maiming.’

‘No hurting my girlfriend at all,’ Kat amends the instructions. ‘Not on Christmas, not ever, thank you very much.’

‘Girlfriend?? When did it happen? Why didn’t you tell me??’

‘I told you,’ Kat reminds her.

That’s true. She told her she was seeing someone and that she would tell her more in due time, not wanting Anne to bulldoze all over her girlfriend.

Kat is relatively sure Cathy won’t bail on her because of Anne. She was her friend first, after all. And she can agree that her former girlfriends running off...had not been too much of a loss. Moreover, if they can’t deal with Anne, there is no way they can stay in her life. But still, it had been very unpleasant, and she would very much like to avoid a repeat.

Anne looks a bit sheepish. Even if she still thinks, like she had thought at the time, that it had been good riddance, she still feels a bit guilty for causing Kat pain and tears.

Then she switches her attention to Cathy. ‘You come into my house–’

Catalina clears her throat.

‘You come into our house–’

She does it again.

‘Come on, leave me something to work with, here!’ Anne exclaims exasperated.

‘Out of curiosity, did she ever give you the shovel talk for,’ Jane asks Rocky, nodding towards George.

‘Oh yes, it was delightful. You got this child–’

‘I was in my teens.’

‘Like I said, child. And she came up to me. And is like, if you hurt my brother, I’ll hurt you. But if you break up with him anyway, you better stick around. For some weird reason Kat likes you and if you break her heart, I’ll happily kill you.’

‘I’m really sorry, and this will probably sound quite stupid to you, but I just have to ask. If you don’t mind answering, obviously. But. George is your brother. Biological brother, right?’ Anna looks at Anne, who nods. ‘And how…’ she gestures around to encompass the whole family reunited for Christmas.

‘Would you believe if I told you that,’ Anne launches into a tale, ‘once upon a time, the two cutest kids in the world met and instantly became best friends. We would spend all our time together and live our best lives together. And then one day, my parents didn’t show up to pick me up. So Lina and Jane took me home with them. They tried to get in touch, but nothing. So I spent the night. The next day, when they took me home, there was still no trace of my parents. Just my siblings. Who were old enough to look after themselves, but not to take care of me. Like, properly. Which is also why the rest of the family was fine with taking them in but not me, who was still really young and requiring lot of care and attention. Well. Not everyone in the family. Because while looking into ways for them to take care of me, Lina and Jane found out that Jane is actually my second cousin, which made things easier for them. And that’s how Kat got the best sister in the world.’

‘That’s what you have been telling people??’ Jane’s incredulous question breaks the stunned silence following the end of Anne’s narration.

‘People,’ Anne scrunches her face, ‘we have told the story...what?’ she turns to Kat. ‘Four time?’

‘I think so,’ Kat tilts her head, counting in her mind. ‘But this is the updated version with George and Mary.’

‘Yes, some people knew about him, so we had to justify his existence somehow.’

‘Thank you,’ George mutters sarcastically.

‘Who is Mary?’ Anna asks.

‘My other sister,’ he replies.

‘What?’ Anna turns to Cathy, who looks as confused as she feels.

‘Only you two,’ Catalina sighs. ‘Yes. They grew up together, and yes, Anne was a constant, regular presence in our house, and yes, you could say we raised her, and we love her like another child...but we never adopted her.’

‘Yet.’

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cavernfullofexistentialdread · 1 year

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UHM SO LIKE I LOST THE ANON BUT

Woooo! More ask game! They asked for 🌊 and ⚡️ (Talking about this post)

So for 🌊 there is quite a lot to say lol

Aramour love science like theres no tomorrow. Jane loves biology and Catalina is incredibly fixated on evolution and how it works, (Def not projecting) they both particularly love works like "All Tomorrows" and "Rise of Serina". (GO CHECK THEM OUT) Basically from time to time they'll pop up in Kat and Cathy's book club and they'll spend hours just talking about animals and how cool they are. The Christmas Idiots listen to them and use it as tease bait.

Parrlyn watch true crime and love books and works that are so arbitrary and vague that its up to interpretation. Think "Peaky Blinders", DHMIS, and crime documentaries. They're always theorizing and pointing out clues and just watching/reading them snuggled up on the couch while talking about how idiotic the detectives or characters are. As for stuff like DHMIS, they go full on conspiracy theorist and like the pick apart the certain scenes that are... interesting.

Katanna is all for horror games. Like Parrlyn they love to theorize and crap but their more here for a good scare! If you ask for their favorite, they'd say probably either FNAF: Sister Location because they genuinely love it or Undertale because of how creepy it can truly be if you look into things. Usually their gaming session comprise of Kat singing random Taylor Swift songs trying to calm down and Anna screaming and then laughing afterwords. Safe to say that when they play their pretty dang loud lmao. Kat CAN and WILL rant about what makes a good jumpscare but if you ask Anna she'll just say "Anything thats good enough to scare even Lina!"

TLDR: They fixate on random stuff together like the gay disaster that they are xx (feel free to use this as fanfic ideas @woofberry-regrets-everything and @amugoffandoms)

#six the musical #six headcannons #lol yes #the ask game #headcanons incoming!#but ye #they fixate on stuff #so many fanfic ideas

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wa-royal-tea · 1 year

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@thebrixtons

News Anchor: After the disastrous speech given by Princess Catalina at the veteran’s banquet a few days ago, people’s views of the Princess has began to change for the worse. Many has expressed their anger towards the Princess’ “insensitive” remarks during her speech—

Talk Show Host (Alex): What was she thinking? Does she really think she’s doing something with that speech?

Talk Show Host (Iman): Someone needs to give her a reality check. Does she think that just because she’s about to marry into the royal family, she can excuse what her grandfather did? What a joke!

Person 1: I knew something was off about her! Alfie must’ve been blind if he can’t see it.

Person 2: I know! I don’t want her to be our Crown Princess. So out of touch.

Tweet 1: OKG SHE APOLOGIZED COR HIM NOT APOLOGING ???? WHAT ABOUT THE WAR CRIMES ????

Tweet 2: Our??? What do you mean “our”??? You’re not one of us! Stop including yourself in this!

Tweet 3: amenda yang dia pakai tu?? Dia ingt ni majlis anugerah skrin ke?? 🤢 [What the hell was she wearing?? Does she think this is a movie award ceremony??]

Tweet 4: the way she stumbled over her words lmfao somebody send this girl back to gb

Reply to tweet 4: i’ll pay for the plane ticket

Tweet 5: Why Catalina Beauchamp’s actions are disgusting. Ini bebenang🧵 [A thread]

Tweet 6: Her dad LITERALLY fights for the enemy. Satu family tu sampah 🚮 [The whole family is trash]

Tweet 7: First it was Alfie with his scandal, now her. Y’all are made for each other. #Sampah [#Trash]

Tweet 8: I want Marie back!!! #NotOurPrincess

The Wind Palace, Ahtolia (12:00pm)

Sofia: Oh god almighty...

Alfie: Mum...

Sofia: No. Let me talk first.

Sofia: *sighs* This...was a disaster.

Catalina: I-I’m so sorry, auntie. I didn’t know it would be like this.

Sofia: It’s already been done. People all around the country are livid. There’s even an online petition asking for the engagement to be called off.

Alfie: You can’t—

Sofia: I know, and I won’t. That petition won’t change anything.

Sofia: How did this happen, Catalina? Did you not have someone proofread your speech?

Catalina: I did! Alfie proofread the speech for me before I gave it to Anna. He said it was fine.

Alfie: She’s telling the truth, mum. I checked and it was all good. It was longer but I thought Lina cut the speech to make it shorter that night.

Catalina: I didn’t. Another page of the speech went missing, a-and I panicked because it was the final page. S-so I improvised on the spot.

Sofia: How can it go missing? Is no one doing their job properly?

Catalina: I don’t know. I already made sure to give all of the speech to Anna and she said she’ll proofread it again and set it up for me.

Alfie: Could it be someone is trying to sabotage Lina?

Sofia: What do you mean?

Alfie: I think this could be a sabotage. Lina has been getting wrong information in the past and was purposely misled. Remember the thing with the Prime Minister’s wife? Lina told me that no one informed her that Mrs. Sanjay is strict when it comes to customs.

Sofia: Hmm...

Alfie: What do we do now, mum?

Sofia: For now, you both should lay low. I already talked about this with Mary. We’ll postpone the tour until the heat dies down a bit.

Catalina: But—

Sofia: It’s for the best, Catalina. This is not a small thing that could be cover up in one day. Your speech clip has gone viral. The best thing for you now is to lay low while your mother and I do some damage control.

Sofia: Take a break, you both. That’s the least you can do now.

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cynicalrainbows · 3 years

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Situation appropriate ghostie HC: They discover that the house they live in is rumoured to be haunted. Antics ensue! Supposed evidence that there are ghosts crops up, minor panic/arguing about whether ghosts exist. Only to dicover in the end that the rumours are talking about THEM (reincarnated dead queens, ghosts, it's not so very far to jump). Also I hope work is not too scary

I forgot you sent me this ask darling <3

They all respond to the ghost idea in different ways:

Catalina says it's a ridiculous idea but also if ghosts DO exist, then it's not like they can do anything about it and it's clearly part of God's plan so they may as well get over it without fussing. She plans to watch a ghost film for research but shuts it off after twenty minutes, frustrated at the idiocy of the characters. She sends a group text, informing the other queens that if they DO get haunted, if anyone does any stupid shit like suggesting they split up or reading latin curses, they are on their own and she's not helping them. (No, of course she didn't mean you, Jane. You're the exception but don't tell Cathy.)

Anne and Anna immediately compile a list of the ghosts they hope they're haunted by. The list spans from the understandable (Henry so they can curse him out and various family members so they can explain) to the more bizarre (Jack the Ripper because who WAS he???). They argue over whether you can lure a ghost to you by leaving out foodstuffs, in the same way that one can lure Father Christmas in by leaving out mincepies.

Jane says she's never been so pleased to be awful at reading: having watched all the ghost movies Catalina rented and gave up on, she is SURE one of them fucked up by reading out some weird latin curse but knows it definitely can't have been her because she'd fuck up the pronunciation. She side eyes Cathy for a while, til Cathy defends herself by saying that as a good protestant, she's unlikely to be reading as much Latin as, say, Catalina. But she says it quietly so Catalina can't hear.

Kitty insists they respect the ghosts privacy: how would they like to be harassed and discussed endlessly?

Cathy does extensive research on the modern concept of ghosts and spends a lot of time explaining to the others that ghosts CAN'T exist and DON'T exist and that ghostly phenomenon all have logical explanations and they're obsessing over nothing. Yes, she has been sleeping in Anna's room for the last week and a half. That is ENTIRELY unconnected to any potential hauntings and it's frankly RUDE to keep bringing it up, Kitty. So there.

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Have You Been Taking Care of Yourself?- a fanfic

prompt: Have you been taking care of yourself?

WC: 2044

It wasn’t an uncommon occurrence for Jane Seymour to be seen around the house, around the theatre, around the town doing what she could for others. It was very rare that she ever took the time to take care of herself, although she would tell you that by taking care of others she was taking care of herself.

“Okay guys,” Jane addressed the group as she loaded the dishes from dinner into the dishwasher. “So, tomorrow we only have a night show- no matinee. I’ll clean up around the house in the morning, but then I promised Val I would help out at the library for a little bit- you know just clean up some of the children’s sections and organize a bit. You know how kids can get.”

The blonde closed the door to the dishwasher before forgetting that she didn’t put in the dish detergent. “Do you think you could all manage to get to the theatre on time? Because Joan wants to run that new little lick that she thought would go well in my song before we put it in. And then the next day, I think I’m going to volunteer at the food pantry in the morning before the shows, but I was thinking we could all have dinner after? I’ll cook. And oh, Kat: don’t think I’ve forgotten about that shirt I told you I would embroider.” She closed the dishwasher once more, this time loaded with detergent before pressing the start button. Turning to her family, she put her hands on her hips and looked at the youngest. “I’ll do that after the show tomorrow.”

“You sound like you really have your days planned out for the next few days,” Catherine noted diligently.

The third monarch grinned. “I like to stay busy. Now, I’ve got to go to my room to coordinate a few things for tomorrow with Val, but I’ll be sure to make my rounds before I head to bed. If you need me, don’t hesitate to knock, yes?” The other five queens nodded their heads, watching in wonderment as the woman dressed in grey made her way up the stairs.

“Does she-” Cathy started.

“There’s no way she doesn’t,” Anne finished.

“She’s well aware that Edward's birthday and her death day are coming soon. She’s doing what she can to distract herself,” Catherine stated as if it was obvious. “She isn’t ignoring it, although she’s doing her best to try.”

“How are we supposed to help her?” Kat wondered.

“I suppose we just let her live. If she wishes to distract herself, then sobeit. We just have to be there when she breaks.”

“I think we can do that,” the fourth queen affirmed.

A week had passed, and Jane was still on the move- desperate as ever to get her mind off of her son and her untimely passing. Only, it was getting harder.

Any time she slept now, Edward haunted her dreams. Sometimes it was his birth all over again, the feeling of a three day labor returning. Other times, it was as though she was an angel watching over him as he mused his wishes for his mother to come back. Once it was the blonde boy confronting her angrily over her death- how could she leave him with such a horrible father, and wasn’t she supposed to be the first woman he would ever love; but he would never get that chance since she had the audacity to slip away from him before they could properly meet.

The blonde had been making meals for the queens for days now- something that each of the other queens knew was Jane’s way of coping. The third queen was already in the kitchen cooking or baking more than the others ever were, but it was more and more that the house smelled of something sweet being baked. Jane never ate any of it; she gave it away instead to those that she loved: her family, the food bank down the road, those at the theatre she thought could use a pick-me-up. The thought of food at this point made the woman nauseous. Not knowing if she could stomach the food, she had resorted to supplementing with a protein shake before continuing on with her hectic days she had planned.

“So, are we going to ignore Janey’s death day like she is or...?” the second queen questioned after the silver queen had excused herself from the table that night. Edward’s birthday had come and gone, and it seemed as though Jane was doing just fine.

“If this is how she’s coping with it- I know it isn’t necessarily healthy- but who are we to try to get her upset over it?” The writer wondered aloud.

“I’m not sure she’s coping with it very well though,” Kat sighed into her hand, half asleep. “Last night when I went to her room, she was wide awake. I didn’t think she’s been sleeping at night, so I stayed awake all night. She was awake too, until like five in the morning. I could practically hear the gears in her mind turning. Once she fell asleep, I did too, but when I woke up she wasn’t asleep anymore.”

“She was downstairs and saw me out for my run at six this morning,” Cleves muttered. “Has she not been sleeping at all these past few nights?”

“If you’ll excuse me, I think I have to go talk to Jane.” Catherine pushed herself up from her seat before beginning to make her way out of the room.

“Don’t you think-” Parr started.

“Querida, whatever is happening is far more unhealthy than Jane just letting herself break. Someone needs to talk to her,” the gold queen stated triumphantly before continuing up the steps and towards the grey room.

“Jane, love? Can I come in?” When the first queen heard no response, she assumed that the third queen was finally getting the shuteye she needed, but her light was still on. Turning the knob and letting herself into the room though, she found a puffy-eyed Jane Seymour awake and trembling.

“Oh honey,” Aragon sighed as she made her way across the room.

“I thought I could handle it this year,” the blonde winced as she busied herself with folding laundry. “If I just continued on like it was any other day, I thought I could handle it.”

Catherine plucked the shirt out of the trembling woman’s hands before folding it and placing it in the pile. Grabbing another, she asked, “Have you been taking care of yourself? Like, really and truly taking care of yourself? None of that ‘by taking care of others, I am taking care of myself’ shit.” Jane shook her head defeatedly.

“I haven’t slept more than two hours a night in the past two weeks, Lina. Every time I close my eyes, all I see is him.”

“Him?” The gold queen froze, the pants in her hands half folded.

The silver queen looked at Catalina for the first time since she entered the room before solemnly whispering, “Eddie.”

“Oh honey.” The pair of pants having been dropped to the ground, the elder queen embraced the third with all the love she could muster up. “You must be exhausted.”

“I am,” the younger monarch’s voice broke a little as she buried her face in the other’s shoulder. “I haven’t been able to eat either. I don’t think I can stomach anything at the moment, and I haven’t been able to since three days before his birthday.”

“When you went into labor,” Catherine sighed, a wave of sadness twinging through her for her friend. Jane nodded. “I’m so sorry, love. Why didn’t you-”

“Because I knew you would all dote on me, and I just don't know if I could handle that again. It’s like it makes it worse when you do. All that swims through my mind is Edward and the fact that I-” the younger queen pulled away from the woman dressed in yellow before mumbling, “-I failed him. I thought if I could take care of others, it would help me like it usually does but...”

“Querida, this is a completely different situation, and you did not have to go through it alone.”

“I’m sorry,” was all the troubled woman could breathe out.

“There’s nothing to be sorry for honey. But instead of taking this all on by yourself and constantly caring for others, why don’t you let us take care of you for a change? Nothing has to be out of the ordinary.”

“How would we even do that?”

“We treat it as though you’re on your period. I’m assuming you’ve been having phantom pains that you’ve just been ignoring?” Catherine voiced. When Jane meekly nodded, the first queen all but scooped her up into her arms and placed her in her bed. “I’ll be back in a few moments.”

“Please don’t leave me,” the blonde whimpered out.

“I won’t be but a few minutes,” she assured the woman in bed. When she noticed the pout that was beginning to grow on the younger woman’s face, Catherine pulled out her cell phone to text Kat. “What if I had Kat come keep you company while I just do a few things downstairs? I promise you I won’t be more than ten minutes.” Seeing that Jane seemed content with the plan, she asked the fifth queen to come keep the third monarch company for a few minutes.

“I’ve been summoned?” the pink haired queen joked before sliding onto the bed next to her maternal figure. When Jane grimaced in pain, Katherine immediately backed off.

“No, no, please come here. I’m fine.” The blonde waved a hand dismissively. “Just a bit of cramping, but nothing will stop me from-”

“Say no more Mum. You just tell me if you get uncomfortable, and I’ll help you in any way I can,” Kat told the woman gently.

Satisfied that Jane was finally taking a moment to rest, Catherine made her way out of the room.

When Catalina walked downstairs, she heard the television playing softly, but all eyes were on her.

“So?” the television show now forgotten about, the four women on the couch were staring at her curiously.

“She hasn’t slept more than two hours each night since three night’s before Edward’s birthday. She hasn’t eaten much since then either, unsure if she could stomach anything other than a light protein shake in the mornings. It’s no wonder she looks like absolute hell: the malnutrition along with the lack of sleep would have anyone looking like a zombie.”

“And yet she still looks like our Janey, although a few pounds lighter if I do say so myself,” Anne noted.

“Her sweater did look a bit bigger on her now that you mention it,” Cathy added on.

“So what are we doing about it?” Anna looked ready to help in any way she could.

“She doesn’t want us to make a big fuss over it. Says it makes it worse than it already is. I told her we could handle it like we handle any particularly bad period for any of us.”

“I’ll go get the heating pad.” Cathy stood from her place and headed to her room.

“I’ll make some toast,” Anne replied and made her way to the kitchen.

When Catherine gave her a stern look, Cleves sighed. “I’ll go cut up some bananas for the bread and make sure Boleyn doesn’t burn down the house making toast.”

“Very well. I’ll be in Jane’s room.”

That night, Jane slept peacefully with her five housemates by her side. For the first time in three weeks, the blonde queen was able to close her eyes without being harassed with terrible thoughts flooding her brain. Instead, her dreams were pleasant: a young blonde boy, a striking image of Jane (no Henry could be detected in this boy), enjoying the day with his mother- the five other queens included.

When the third queen woke up the next morning, she was greeted with a breakfast made by the house’s very own Catherine of Aragon. At her place sat a note:

Take care of yourself, and when you can’t: Let us take care of you.

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