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[voluptuarian]

tag yourself: early modern revolutions

[hiccanna-tidbits]

So y’all seem to like my Moanida aesthetics, so...*smashes glass against the ground* ANOTHER!

I was struck by a sudden inspiration last night and remembered the memes about how the next batch of gay fanfiction is gonna all be quarantine-themed, and BOOM it was time to make a “Moana and Merida are roommates who get quarantined together and fall in love” moodboard! This one complete with a list of headcanons I wrote to go with it :D

~With the beaches, lakes, and pools closed, Moana misses swimming and sailing SO MUCH and resorts to fancy aromatherapy flower baths to still get her “submerged in water” fix. Merida buys her a little plastic boat partly as a joke, saying “here, lassie, ‘t least yeh can sail that one!” One day, Merida is walking past the bathroom while Moana is taking one of her flower baths, and she  overhears Mo making boat noises and dramatically narrating the Adventures of Moana the Epic Sailor before pretending the be a vengeful ocean goddess and sinking the entire ship. Merida grins so big her face can barely hold it because that’s the cutest shit she’s ever seen. Besides, she’s not about to judge--the quarantine is making everyone go a little crazy.

~Merida is the kind of person who likes to constantly stay active as much as she can--whether that’s going to archery ranges, going on runs, or hitting the gym. The roughest part of quarantine for her is being cooped up inside with barely any space to move around, so Moana buys her some home exercise equipment so the poor redhead doesn’t go totally insane. Whenever Merida lifts weights or does stretches, Moana is her biggest cheerleader.

~Merida has had the same stuffed horse, Angus, since she was a kid, but of course she hides him in the darkest depths of her room during the day because she wouldn’t be caught dead harboring even one stuffed animal. One day, Merida doesn’t hide him well enough and Moana catches a glimpse of him through Merida’s open door. Poor Merida is mortified, terrified Moana will never believe she’s tough again. Quite the contrary--Moana is delighted, and upon seeing Angus instantly goes “A new friend!!!! :D” Moana campaigns for Angus to become the new apartment mascot and Merida, after quite a bit of convincing, agrees. Angus earns a spot as the new centerpiece on the kitchen table. Sometimes Moana likes to make him little flower crowns.

~Merida would never in roughly 10,000 years admit it for how unduly “feminine” and “domestic” it makes her look, but she’s actually a pretty incredible baker. Her little brothers are absolute FIENDS for empire biscuits, and for years Merida and her mom have been making lots of them for the boys’ birthday. One day, upon seeing Moana especially bummed out from being away from the ocean for so long, Merida makes her a big batch to cheer her up. Moana is absolutely wowed by how good they are, and begs Merida to teach her how to make them. Merida reluctantly agrees. By the end of the experience, there is flour and icing all over their kitchen...but it’s totally worth it.

~Tui and Sina have taught Moana how to make some INCREDIBLE homemade tropical cocktails. Naturally, the girls get to a point in the quarantine when they both start drinking a little more just to keep from getting bored. Moana decides this is a good opportunity to teach Merida how to make said tropical cocktails, partly because hey, if they’re going to drink anyways, might as well drink the good stuff, and partly to repay Merida for teaching her how to make the empire biscuits. Turns out Merida has some apparent natural talent for mixology, and together they whip up more tropical cocktails than they really have any right to.

~The first night they do this, they celebrate by both getting extremely drunk and binging Broadway bootlegs. During the romantic numbers, a bit of drunk kissing may or may not have happened. Both claim the next day that they blacked out and don’t remember anything that happened after like 11 pm. Both are lying.

~Merida has known she was a lesbian since she was like 16 (I imagine the girls are like early 20s in this AU) but she’s got a fear of commitment and would never even ENTERTAIN the idea of something as long-term as marriage, mainly because she’s terrified it would take away a lot of her freedom. She’s hooked up with lots of girls and had a few short-term flings, but she’s never been in a serious relationship before. Moana, meanwhile, just...hasn’t really given much thought at all to her sexuality or romance in general, mainly because she’s always had better things to do. Because of this, the tingling sensation they now get whenever they see each other or accidentally brush hands passing in the hallway is a rather alarming development for both. Mo has never had a crush on really anyone before, and Merida, well...she’s had dozens of crushes, sure, but never a serious one.

~They end up making tropical cocktails and getting drunk together as a regular thing. Friday night becomes Cocktail Night. On the next Cocktail Night, Moana drunkenly decides she’s going to teach Merida some traditional Polynesian dance, even going so far as to cobble together a poorly-made grass skirt and flower crown for the redhead. Merida can feel her heart speed up a little every time Moana puts her hands on her waist or her arms to try and show her how to do certain dance moves. As soon as Mer realizes what’s going on, she’s just like “...oh. Oh no.”

~Merida suggests a karaoke night solely so she has an excuse to listen to Moana sing. Merida secretly thinks Moana has the most beautiful singing voice she’s ever heard in her life, even when drunkenly singing along to Broadway bootlegs. She tries to play it off by playfully teasing Moana about it, rolling her eyes and saying things like “Yeh’ve got thae voice of ae siren, lass, yeh know that, right?” Meanwhile, behind closed doors, Merida fantasizes about sexy siren Moana leaping out of the ocean with the moon glinting off her scales, come to save Merida from drowning or something else equally romantic. Merida tells absolutely no one about this.

~One Cocktail Night, they put on some nature documentaries (partly so Moana can chip in with the ridiculously large amount of marine biology trivia she knows). Merida comes back from the bathroom to find Moana drunkenly full-on sobbing because the current documentary is showing a bunch of baby turtles struggling to make it to the ocean and several being picked up by various birds and other predators. Poor Moana is sprawled out on their couch, wailing “IT’S NOT FAIR, MER...THEY’RE SO SMALL...SO SMALL...” over and over. Merida hugs her tight and consoles her to the best of her ability and also gets far too much pleasure from feeling Moana’s boobs up against her tbh.

That’s all I can think of for now! Pic credits available upon request!