She's obsessed with you, which is strange, because you thought she hated you
She gets pretty blushy around you, which she hates, so when she sees you, she tends to leave almost immediately
Her parents try and tell you it's not personal, but they know it's not true
You've spied on her late at night, when she's close to the water. You hadn't meant too. You couldn't sleep and you just wanted to take a walk and that's when you saw her. She looked so happy... Made you realize that you've never seen her happy
She hears a stick snap, because you're an idiot, and she looks back and your eyes go wide. You hold up your hands and quickly apologize, trying to explain to her what happened, but you couldn't get the words out, just stuttering
She doesn't say anything, just gestures for you to sit with her
She doesn't talk and neither do you. It was peaceful and quiet... Something so different than the bussling village
You look over at her to see that she's already looking at you
The next thing you know, you're leaning in, she's leaning in, you're both leaning and suddenly you're kissing
Then you pull back and you realize you don't know why you did that and go back to your home, leaving her watching you confused
I didn't specify my previous request precisely so i'll do it again i hope its okay😭 Could you write some romantic one shot or headcanons for Moana? It would be cool if its a little bit longer but tbh i dont really care i just NEED her🤭
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Its my first time writting headcanons so here they are, hope this is what you wanted
When you first wash up on Motonui, disoriented and exhausted, Moana is the first to find you. She’s both amazed and concerned—your boat, though damaged, shows signs of a skilled voyager. She immediately helps you recover, offering food, fresh clothes, and endless questions about where you’re from.
The two of you bond over your love of the ocean. You share stories of your journeys, the islands you’ve seen, the creatures you’ve encountered. Moana listens intently, hanging onto every word, thrilled to finally meet someone who understands her longing for adventure.
At first, neither of you realizes the growing feelings between you. But the way Moana’s gaze lingers on you when you’re fixing your canoe, or the way your heart races when she laughs—it’s undeniable. Even the villagers notice how you two gravitate toward each other.
Moana insists on showing you every corner of Motonui. She takes you up to the best lookout points, the clearest lagoons, and even teaches you about the island’s traditions. You, in return, teach her some of your own customs, exchanging knowledge and deepening your connection.
On quiet nights, you sit by the shore, listening to the waves while Moana hums softly. Sometimes, she’ll teach you songs her grandmother once sang to her, and you’ll harmonize under the moonlight, feeling the gentle pull of the tide—and each other.
One evening, while repairing your canoe together, your hands brush, sending an unexpected jolt through both of you. Moana looks at you with a mix of surprise and realization, before hesitantly intertwining her fingers with yours. No words are needed—just the warmth between your palms and the knowing look in her eyes.
Moana carves a small pendant from a seashell and gives it to you as a keepsake, telling you it’s to protect you on your travels. What she doesn’t say is that she hopes you’ll stay, that she’s afraid of watching you sail away like the tide.
When your canoe is finally repaired, the bittersweet moment arrives—will you stay or continue your journey? Moana doesn’t ask you to stay, but the longing in her eyes says it all. It’s up to you to decide whether your heart belongs to the ocean… or to her.
The evening before your departure, you and Moana sit by the shore, the salty breeze tangling in your hair. There’s a heaviness in the air, a conversation waiting to be had. She’s tracing patterns in the sand with her fingers, hesitant. “I should be happy for you,” she says, voice quiet, “but I don’t want to watch you leave.”
The next morning, just as you’re making final adjustments to your canoe, Moana appears—bag packed, determined look in her eyes. “You’re not going alone,” she declares. Her father tries to protest, but her grandmother’s spirit seems to whisper on the wind, encouraging her. She belongs to the sea, and now, she belongs with you.
Setting sail together feels right. Moana watches in awe as you navigate, noticing the differences in your techniques and merging them with her own. The way you work together is effortless, as if the ocean itself approves of your partnership.
Nights on the water are filled with laughter and whispered conversations. You sing her a song from your home island, and she returns the favor with one of her own. Some nights, you just listen to the waves, hands loosely intertwined, feeling the vastness of the world—but never alone.
There are storms, rough waters, and unexpected dangers, but there’s never fear—not when you have each other. Moana’s courage is unwavering, and your adventurous spirit matches hers. When challenges arise, you face them as a team, stronger together.
It’s the way she tucks a flower behind your ear, the way you brush sand from her face, the teasing remarks, the shared glances. It’s waking up to find her curled up next to you, the warmth of the sun and the scent of salt in the air.
Every island you reach is a new adventure, but no discovery is as precious as the love blooming between you. You weren’t just searching for new lands—you were searching for a place to belong. And you found it, not in a location, but in her.
Wherever the ocean takes you, as long as Moana is by your side, it feels like home. And perhaps, one day, you’ll return to Motonui—not as two separate travelers, but as one.
The confession happens at sunset, while you and Moana are sitting on the edge of your canoe, feet dangling over the water. The sky is painted in warm hues, and the only sound is the gentle lapping of the waves.
She’s unusually quiet, which is rare for her. She’s fidgeting, drawing little patterns on the wooden deck with her fingertips, clearly lost in thought. You can tell she wants to say something important.
Finally, she takes a deep breath and admits, “I always thought I was meant to explore alone… but then you came along.” Her voice is soft, but there’s an intensity in her gaze that makes your heart race.
You reach for her hand, fingers brushing before she intertwines them with yours. It’s a simple touch, but it sends a warmth spreading through both of you. Moana gives your hand a small squeeze, as if grounding herself in the moment.
A small wave laps at the canoe right as she whispers, “I don’t want to sail without you.” It’s as if the sea itself is listening, nudging the two of you closer.
It’s hesitant at first—both of you unsure, hearts pounding—but then you lean in, and she meets you halfway. Her lips are warm, soft, and the second your hands tangle in her hair, she melts into it, deepening the kiss with quiet longing.
When you pull away, Moana’s breathless, eyes shining brighter than the stars that are beginning to appear. She laughs softly, nudging her forehead against yours. “That was… really nice.”
There’s no need for more words. You both turn toward the horizon, hearts light and hands still entwined, knowing that wherever the ocean takes you next, you’ll be together.
If anyone asked you, what kind of person is Moana? You would say without hesitation that your childhood friend is a free spirit. Moana really loves learning and especially discovering new things. She is a person who tries to help those in need without thinking twice, and can go to the ends of the earth to protect her loved ones. Moana also has a tendency to be stubborn.
She is not afraid to speak her mind and take action. She is very talented at bringing a smile to people's faces. Friendship with Moana is one of the greatest treasures in this world. Moana is not just your friend. She is like your sister, your shelter, and your rock. She is the one who comforts you when you are sad, takes care of you when you are sick or injured. That warm smile on Moana's face is worth everything.
Summary: After they get injured, you help clean them up.
Included: Robby Keene (Cobra Kai), Danny Fenton (Danny Phantom), Santana Lopez (Glee), and Moana (Disney), April O'Neil (TMNT), Moxxie and Millie (Helluva Boss)
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Robby Keene (Cobra Kai)
"This is gonna sting."
"Do it." You nodded, quickly placing the alcohol soaked rag on Robby's cheek, hesitating when he winced in pain.
"I'm sorry."
"For what?" Robby tried to grin, but even that couldn't hide the pain in his eyes. "You didn't do this."
"I know, but still," You shrugged, "I don't like seeing you like this."
Silence.
"While we're on that subject, who di-"
"It was no one important." He said. "I was training with Mr. LaRusso and Sam."
"Okay," you said, "must've been one tough training for the great Robby to get injured."
"I don't know about 'great'."
"I do." You said, placing a bandaid over the cut on his cheek, "so keep the rough shit for the mat and not training."
Santana Lopez (Glee)
"I told you," Santana rolled her eyes, "I'm fine."
"I'll believe that when you stop bleeding, San." You spat back, pressing the damp towel to her forehead.
"Oh, please," Santana scoffed, "You should see the other guy."
"Stay still. You're dripping all over the floor."
"Good, then maybe that little gremlin will face some consequences."
"What happened?"
"Just a little rumor that needed to be squashed and a huge ego that got brought to size." She shrugged, though you caught the small smirk edging the corner of her lips. "Just the regular stuff."
"And that led to you bleeding."
"I was getting there," Santana said, "Anyway, she didn't take it well and went at me." She paused, grinning, "But, you know me...."
"I do." You laughed, slipping your hand into hers, "I know you pretty well."
Danny Fenton (Danny Phantom)
"Just because you're half ghost, doesn't make you invincible, Danny!"
"Ow!" He grimaced as you tightened your grip on his arm. "Some nurse you are." He grumbled.
"I mean, what the fuck?!" You continued, ignoring his comment and wrapping more gauze around his arm. "Were you trying to get yourself killed? I know that Vlad is your uncle and all-"
"That doesn't mean anything. Things just went too far."
"You got too cocky," You paused, dropping your grip on his arm, "is what I think you meant to say."
"I'm okay, FYI."
"This time, Danny!" You sighed, "This time you are." You dropped his arm, sitting down next to him. "What about next time? Or the time after that?"
"I've gotten myself out of things like these before and I continously will," Danny said, "Or, well, as long as I have you by my side, I will."
"That was so cheesy."
"But, it worked, didn't it?"
"Shut up," you laughed, "and just be more careful."
Moana (Disney)
"Please don't tell my dad," Moana muttered against your shoulder as you helped her over to the sand, helping her sit down.
"Please, right now that's the least of my worries," You said, kneeling in front of her red and swollen ankle. "How do you think that he's not gonna notice this?"
"It's not that noticeable."
"Really?" You scoffed, "You can barely walk on it, Moana. I'm sure that if he doesn't notice, you're mom will."
"Just..." Moana sighed, "Please don't tell him. Please." She gripped your hand, taking your attention off of her ankle. "I don't need another lecture from him."
"You hurt your ankle walking through the village with me this morning."
"What?"
"You're gonna need a cover." You said, "He means well, but I know what you mean."
"Thank you." Moana winced, as you wrapped her ankle.
"Just be careful out there. For me please."
"Of course." Moana smiled, "Now, help me up."
April O'Neil (TMNT)
"It's just a scratch."
"Just a scratch. You're bleeding on my couch, April." You said, handing April a tissue, while you pulled the first aid kit closer to you.
"I'm fine." April said, holding the tissue to her cheek. "It barely gazed me."
"It- Grazed?" You shuttered, shocked. "Were you in the alley fighting with Jones?"
"It's called training."
"I call bullshit." Grabbing gaze and some tape out of the kit, "You know better than to do that shit with Casey. How the hell do you think he got that fucking gap?!"
"Whatever, I totally kicked his ass this time."
"What'd you do? Widen that gap, April?" You laughed.
"Maybe," April winced as you placed an alcohol soaked cloth on her cheek. "Ow! You don't have to press so hard?"
"You don't have to get hurt this hard." You countered, smirking. "Maybe, I should go teach Casey a god damn lesson."
"Too late." April grinned, wincing in pain.
Moxxie & Millie (Helluva Boss)
"Wow, I thought that you said that the hit was 'no big deal'...?"
"It wasn't."
"Bullshit. Why are you both bandaged up?!"
"Well, we- I mean, I sort of-"
"It's not a big deal," Millie shrugged, "We're fine, (Y/N)."
"What if you weren't?!" You exclaimed, "What if you two were seriously fucking hurt and didn't come back?"
"(Y/N)...."
"No, I know what you're gonna say. You're gonna tell me to have more faith and that you too are a team, handling it together." You sighed, "But, that doesn't mean that I can't worry about you two. I mean, you guys literally kill people for a living and seem to have a target on your back from others."
"Not entirely our fault." Millie said, as Moxxie nodded.
"Yeah. Who knew that Blitz had so many people who hated him?" Moxxie said. "And I mean like a shit ton of peo-"
"What I think Moxxie is trying to say is," Millie interrupted, "We'll try to be careful for you."
"Thanks," You smiled, "Now, get over here. Whoever wrapped your wounds did a fucking terrible job." You laughed.
Request: Can you do a headcanon on what all 14 Disney princess look for in a ideal partner or s/o? Maybe split it in to two parties idk
Pocahontas
Pocahontas would prefer someone who is passionate about the environment, someone who cares about the intricate way humans interact with the natural world
Her tribe is very important to her, so someone who respects and upholds the traditions of her tribe is a must
Besides that, she just wants someone who will take care of her, but also not stifle her
She would prefer someone she can adventure with, someone who will take her on journeys with them
Someone, who like her, finds it hard to settle down and stay in one place
Mulan
Mulan doesn't really have an ideal partner but she's open to the idea of meeting someone
Someone who can keep up with her in battle and keep a level head when needed would be extremely helpful
Someone who doesn't mind that she's a little "non-traditional" and who even finds that somewhat appealing
Someone who doesn't expect her to stay at home while they do all the work, maybe the both of you could split the duties
She doesn't need a partner but if one were to come her way, she wouldn't be opposed to making it work
Tiana
Tiana doesn't have time to sit around and dream about a knight in shining armour, but like Mulan, she's not going to shut out the possibility of someone coming into her life
If she had to choose a perfect partner, it'd be someone who supports her dreams of opening her restaurant, who helps her achieve that goal and is not afraid of a woman who works hard
Someone who enjoys her cooking would be a plus
She would appreciate if you're patient and willing to give her her space when she needs it, after all, she has a lot of shifts to work
Rapunzel
Rapunzel is really open minded, she's open to anyone who is willing to spend time with her
She'd appreciate somebody who wants to learn some of her many skills and do them with her
She would love anyone, though, she's not that hard to please. She'll find anything you do fascinating and ask a million questions
She'd also prefer it if you didn't freak out about her hair'
Or Pascal
Merida
If you want to win Merida's heart, first you have to understand that she's not just going to immediately be into you
She would prefer to be on her own and therefore she doesn't really have a particular ideal partner
Someone who could keep up with her fiery attitude and her desire for adventure would be nice
Maybe even a good archer yourself, so she can have competitions with you
Really, she'd just prefer someone who will give her her space when needed and be there for her when needed
Moana
Moana wants someone who is going to trust and listen to her, someone who will give her good advice when she's uncertain what path to choose
Someone who shares her passion for the ocean, who loves to spend time in it, swimming, sailing, wayfinding, whatever the activity just enjoying the ocean air
Like Pocahontas, she wants someone who will respect and appreciate the history of her tribe and contribute to it
She is the chief of her tribe, so someone who will remind her every now and then to have fun and let loose. To not be so hung up on running the tribe and to enjoy herself.
Raya
Raya is a deeply mistrusting person, so she would prefer someone who can break down her walls. Who won't immediately be intimidated by her rough exterior.
She may like someone she can let loose around, someone who will listen to her worries and help her comes to term with the fact that she can't control everything
Above all, her ideal partner would be someone who believes in her father's vision of Kumandra. Who will fight alongside her for a world where everyone lives in peace and harmony.
