what your favorite SIX ship says about you (made by someone who only ships one of these)
Araleyn- you either love the enemies to lovers trope or you make posts saying that Aragon was actually nice to Anne in the musical and need to stop pinning them against each others
Aramour- you just think that two Mom Friends make a good pair
Parrleyn- you will go down with this ship, but you still write/draw Cathy and Anne as Maiya’s and Millie’s version, even though Courtney has said her Boleyn definitely has a thing for Parr
Parrmour- it’s technically not incest because sisters-in-law doesn’t mean they’re sisters by blood
Parrward- you thought Katanna was cool, but needed more vulnerability from both parties
Katanna- Kat being a teenager doesn’t matter when you can just lower Anna’s age
Howmour? Seyward?- yikes
Maragon- you feel happy knowing your ship actually makes sense compared to all the others
Anne²- you don’t even really ship this, you just like the thought of Bo and Cleves being an insane mischief couple
Banna- you’re a huge softie who, not matter how hard you try to deny it
The fans don’t know Maria and Aragon are engaged and they surprise them after the wedding by changing the lyrics in Megasix so Maria is introduced as “Señora Maria”
wassup we interrupt your regularly scheduled angst for a dose of maragon fluff have fun y’all hope you enjoy it it’s a little old so it’s not as good but i still like it!!!
trigger warnings- none that i can think of, but if anything here could count as a trigger please tell me!
Catherine had barely recognized her when they walked past each other in the hall. In fact, it took Anne calling out to Maria for her to recognize her.
“Yo, Maria, what’s with the new look?” Catherine turned around as Boleyn called out to her cru- friend, Catherine chasticised herself for a second, before stopping it; she knew that it wasn’t worth it, to ignore these feelings-, and yet it took her a little to actually spot her. Catherine frowned to herself as Boleyn and Maria started talking, well out of earshot- “new look” felt like an understatement, considering she looked like a new person entirely.
Her once long hair, with its red dyed tips, was now cut neatly around shoulder length. Her usual flannel-and-jeans combination had been switched for a light pink dress, and her beany was completely gone. Her make up had, as expected, also changed, from a usual black and dark grey color scheme to a gentle pink and red.
In other words, she was just like every other popular girl. And it’s not that she didn’t look pretty, she did, but she also looked… common. In which there was nothing wrong, but what made her, herself, was gone. Catherine was forced to wonder exactly where that had gone.
But it wasn’t until after classes that she got the chance to actually talk to her about it. She was in the auditorium, gathering her things after a Debate Club meeting, when she heard the door open. She looked up the rows of seats, only to see none other than Maria herself.
“Oh hey!” She called with her usual cheerful smile as she rushed down the stairs to meet her, and Catherine was glad to see she retained her usual excitement. She gave her a small smile and a wave in return. “We’ve barely talked today, I thought you were avoiding me.”
“Not at all. Sorry if it came across as such.” Catherine cleared up with a polite smile.
“No biggie!” Maria paused for a minute, and it was clear there was a new found tension in the air, something Catherine had trouble seeing through. “Um, what do you think? Of the, “new look,” as Anne puts it, I mean.” Maria giggled nervously.
“Well, it’s certainly different. More colourful, I suppose you could say. But it looks good on you.” Catherine replied as she closed her bag, watching Maria sit down beside the chair where it was.
“Does it fit me?” Maria asked, and at that Catherine found herself at an impasse. She could tell her the truth, that it really didn’t, but that would hurt her, and as much as usually Catherine wouldn’t care for that, with Maria, Catherine often found herself doing her best to not hurt her. Or she could lie and say it did, but that could lead to rumors, and the last thing Maria needed was the school’s gossipers after her.
“Well, it is weird seeing you outside your usual style, but it’s probably just a matter of time.” Catherine eventually replied, sitting beside her and putting her bag at her feet.
“Ah.” Maria replied, staring at her knees for a moment before looking back up. “You know, you can just tell me if you don’t like it. I want your honest opinion, not compliments, although I do appreciate those.” She continued with a soft laugh.
“Maria, I’m being honest. It’s not normal, but just because I’m not used to seeing you like this. Doesn’t mean it looks bad.” Catherine reinforced, but even she could tell Maria wasn’t buying it.
“Yeah. Right.” Maria chuckled dryly, then stood up. “Cath, if you’re gonna baby me, then you can cut that shit out right now, because I am not gonna put up with it.”
Catherine stared at her for a moment, then stood up as well. “Alright then. I think it looks terrible. Not the outfit itself, the outfit is good, but it looks terrible on you specifically.” She huffed softly. “Satisfied?”
Maria stared at her for a moment, then looked away, screwed her eyes shut, then opened them again and looked back up. “And why do you care, anyways? It’s not like it’s any of your business!”
“Oh for fu- Because this isn’t the Maria I know, and it certainly isn’t the one I fell in love with!” It was one of those times where, had Anne been there, Catherine was sure she’d murmur “Oooo, she angry…” to herself- something that happened fairly often when Catherine lost her control over what she said. Thankfully, Anne wasn’t there, because that little heat-of-the-moment confession would’ve earned her a week of teasing all on it’s own. Hell, it had been enough to silence the both of them.
“You- you’re in love with me?” Maria eventually whispered, and Catherine quickly turned around.
“I have to go.” She stated simply, but before she could grab her bag, Maria grabbed her wrist.
“No you don’t. You’re not avoiding your feelings this time, missy.” She stated calmly, more of an order than anything else, and although with anyone else she would have ignored them, she listened, sitting down where she had once been, with Maria sitting beside her shortly after.
“So, you love me?” Maria asked, leaning forward slightly and looking at her. Catherine nodded, still staring at the ground, and Maria glanced at the ground herself. “That’s kind of a sudden revelation. Nice to know I was right though.”
“Excuse me?” Catherine perked up at this, looking at her.
“Well, yeah. You act like you’re fine, and everyone else might think so too, but I’ve known you since kindergarten. I noticed.” Maria explained, then chuckled, a small blush crossing her cheeks. “To be honest, I’m glad to know it’s mutual.” She added quietly, barely a murmur yet louder than an explosion.
And by God did it feel like an explosion once Catherine processed those words. She likes me back. That was all she could think about, and so she made it a point of taking a second to recollect her thoughts.
“I understand if you don’t want to be in a relationship though.” Maria added. “Sometimes you’re just, not ready.”
“No, no, I do, it’s just-” Catherine sighed softly, fingers tapping rhythmically on the armrest of her seat. “I’ve never been in a relationship before. Besides Henry, but- he doesn’t really count. And I don’t want to make things awkward.” She eventually muttered. If she couldn’t speak to Maria about her insecurities, she couldn’t tell anyone. But she could speak to her, and she did. For Maria’s sake, as well as her own.
“Well, neither have I. We can just, go for it. See where it gets us. And if you wanna stop, we can. All you gotta do is talk to me.” Maria suggested, and Catherine smiled gently at her.
“Well, I suppose you’re right.” She murmured, and Maria perked up at this. She leaned over to give her a hug, which Catherine gladly reciprocated, and even after pulling away they stayed close to each other, like there was something else to be talked about.
Catherine cupped her cheek, running her thumb down to join with the rest of her fingers. “Can I, um…”
Maria laughed at her hesitation, then nodded. “Go ahead, you big dork.”
“Am not.” She mumbled in reply, before gently pulling her in for a kiss.
It was light. As she expected, for some reason. And calm. It sent a bunch of emotions sparking inside of Catherine’s mind, but she decided to ignore them for the time being and focus on the beautiful girl sitting in front of her, kissing her.
Maria was the first to pull away, albeit reluctantly. “That was… wow.”
“Agreed.” Catherine murmured. And then she sighed. “So, what are we?”
Maria hesitated, looking away for a moment. “I’d… like to be able to call you my girlfriend, if that’s alright with you.”
Catherine giggled, which happened rarely, all things considered, so Maria staring didn’t faze her much. “That was going to be my suggestion, so I am perfectly fine with that.”
Maria laughed, then hugged her again, resting her head on her chest. “So, we’re dating?” Catherine nodded, and Maria smiled contently and snuggled closer. “‘Dating’. I like the sound of it.”
Catherine looked at her fondly. She’d been scared of letting her in, of letting Maria see her for who she was- just a mess barely contained behind a well practiced facade. But it had gone well. She was happy about that, as much as she wasn’t one for outwardly show it.
“This style was Anne’s idea, you know?” Catherine tilted her head slightly, and Maria giggled- Jesus, she sounded adorable. “Yeah- she said it’d get you to notice me. I’m going back to my usual style tomorrow though. Kind of sucks that I have to let my hair grow again, but I like it like this as well.”
“You could’ve just said something, you know?”
“Ah, yes, because Miss Catherine “Was About To Leave After Confessing To Me” of Aragon would listen.” Maria replied sarcastically, then sighed. “But in all seriousness, I was… scared. That you’d think I’m not good enough, not pretty enough, not mature enough. Just, not enough in general. I was scared of what you actually think when you saw me.”
Oh. Well, that was something. “Mi princesa, you need not worry yourself over that. You’re more than enough for me, because you’re you. We’re polar opposites, we help balance each other out. That’s a good thing.”
Maria looked up, then just smiled and snuggled closer. “Muchas gracias, mi cielo.” Catherine smiled softly at the pet name- it meant “my heaven,” if memory served her right. She held her tighter, taking a glance at her wrist to check the time before deciding that heading home could wait a little longer, especially now that test season was over.
