#why any adult would let a 5-year-old ride that is beyond me. but my kindergarten teacher didn’t see an issue with it for some reason 💀)

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1, 2, 10, 12, 16, 21 for the roots asks for Morgan :)

1. How many living parents does your OC have? If they're alive, where are they now and what’s your OC’s relationship with them? If they’re dead, how did they die?

Ooh well right now, 1 with Tina. Though later it'll be 2, because of Henry (and probably later 3, when she comes to think of Harry as a father figure too).

Obviously, her relationship with Tina is very strong—naturally there’s tension at times, especially after Tina finds out about Eowells, but that’s bound to happen. Spoilers perhaps, but they come back from this tension stronger.

For Henry, it’ll be a bit of a bumpy ride given Morgan’s…difficult history with the concept of fatherhood. Calling Henry “Barry’s dad” is far easier than thinking of him as “stepdad”, but…she’ll get there. For Harry, she will probably never actually call him Dad, nor will he ever call her any form of “daughter” to her face, though they’ll probably refer to each other as such when talking to others. (More details about both of these relationships are TBD)

Harrison and Tess…well, Morgan’s relationship with them is ofc complicated. They’re her parents, but she doesn’t remember anything about them—she was too young when they died. Everything she knows about them is secondhand from Tina (or to a lesser extent Eowells*), or via what she can glean from Harry…though the latter is so E2-specific that it’s still lacking. So really, they’re her parents in a much more distant sense…and she barely even feels like she has the right to mourn them 🥺 more easily referring to them as “Aunt Tina/Mum’s friends” than “my parents”

*about this, btw…he does something quite underhanded that I can’t say too much about. You will hate him more than you thought possible when I reveal it.

2. What was your OC’s first job? Do they still work that job (or in that field), or do they do something else now?

Barista at Jitters! Then in s2, barista at Starbucks. Though once she transfers to CCU in s3 and sophomore year of college gets going, she decides to stay unemployed for a while 😅 juggling college and superhero duties (especially since Organic Chem is one of her classes during s3) is hard enough

10. What’s the first significant injury your OC remembers getting? Did it leave any scars?

Hmm maybe the time she fell off a Razor scooter when she was in kindergarten and got a scrape above her eyebrow. It was a pretty bad scrape, and she had to get stitches, though luckily it healed up fairly quickly.

One of the good memories she has of Eowells is him taking the day off work to spend with her in the hospital, and letting her curl up with him in bed. It was one of the few truly good days she had with him…and as with those good days, it was a rarity undone as soon as the next day

(He took her to the doctor that morning to make sure her stitches had dissolved and that her ill-effects were mild, then dropped her at school around noon before going off to work himself. And with that, they were right back to normal)

12. Does your OC’s family practice any faith or religion? Does your OC still practice? Why or why not?

She’s not really religious tbh, neither were her parents. She celebrates Christmas, but not in a super religious sense, more in a commercial sense (caveat: I do think Christmas is to a degree religious in nature, which is why I don’t celebrate it, but I do think people often do celebrate it secularly. Such is the case for Morgan)

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16. What does your OC’s childhood bedroom look like?

Ooh well she has two: one in Tina's house for the most formative 6 years of her life (7-13, though she does also use it from ages 17-18 (and maybe beyond that)...possibly? Depends on if she dorms at CCU), and one at Eowells's mansion/house that she uses from 1-7 and then 13-16.

Her room at Eowells's house is fairly plain—Eowells had it painted a tactful pastel yellow, though when she was 13, in the early days of moving back in, she managed to convince him to paint it pastel blue instead (her superhero costume may be dark green, but blue is her favorite color). She doesn't have much decoration on her walls, no posters or anything of the like, though she did convince him to let her hang a whiteboard calendar on her wall. She still uses it. She also always keeps her room very neat, because Eowells gets tetchy when even a hair of it is out of place. He also doesn't see much point in knick-knacks or books that he seems "frivolous", so she learns quickly to keep those hidden

That aforementioned calendar was actually a gift from Tina, when she was 12. And her room at Tina's is much more lived-in, much more of "organized chaos"—knicknacks littering her dressing table, her clothes not always neatly folded, books scattered on every surface...though she always remembers to make her bed. And her four walls are alternating dark blue and dark green, the way she likes it 💞

21. If your OC could speak to their childhood self, what would they say?

“You are enough. You are more than enough, just as you are. And you don’t have to settle for him, you deserve better. One day, you will have so much better, I promise.”

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Pairing ➺ Teacher!Tom Holland x Single mom!Reader

Warning ➺  None, just fluff and a special something at the end (;

Word Count ➺  2,078

Summary ➺  What happens when your five year old tries to set you up with her kindergarten teacher?

A/N ➺ I’ve been quite good at updating, at least I think so? Also this first date, is my ideal type of date a trip to disneyland? oh yes! I’ll also be working on getting request done staring tomorrow!

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☞  Masterlist  ☜

“If I dunk you can you and my mommy go on date?

Audrey (Y/L/N), she’s too smart for her own being. The moment she dunked Tom, she was screaming and jumping around with such glee. It would be wrong of (Y/N) to say she thought her daughter would miss. I mean come on she did say and I quote “I never miss.” she did own up to her word.

Now (Y/N) had picked out several different outfits, laying them all out on the bed and was not satisfied with none of her choices. She had just seen Tom earlier today when she went to pick Audrey up from school, he had told her he’d pick her up at 5 and asked if she had an annual pass. 

To her judgement, when he asked if she had annual pass that meant they’d be going to Disneyland, the happiest place on earth. That also meant to dress casual and wear comfortable shoes. She had settled on distressed denim jeans, and a white shirt with a silhouette of the one and only Mickey Mouse. (Y/N) headed back into her closet to pick out her old skool vans and grabbed a pair of socks, she had about five minutes to spare. 

She had curled her hair and applied light makeup, then picked out a pair of Minnie ears. It was Disneyland, you had to wear a pair of Minnie ears! Audrey was already at her grandparent’s house for the night and (Y/N) would end up picking her up tomorrow. 

All Audrey said before she left was, “Have fun! I hope you have a magical kiss while watching the fireworks!” Audrey just seemed to surprise her more and more everyday. 

Just then the sound of the doorbell echoed through the foyer, (Y/N) threw in her purse and keys along with her wallet along with visine to keep her contacts moistens. Finally, a pack of gum because maybe on of Audrey’s other wishes may come true.

Tom held the bouquet of sunflowers and roses close to his chest rocking back and forth on his heels tugging at the neck of his red hoodie, looking down at his outfit one last time. He wore black shorts, a red hoodie and a pair of white vans with red and blue detailing. He felt beyond nervous, he was about to go on a date with a beautiful woman who was way out of his league. 

He heard light footsteps heading towards the door which quickly opened to reveal (Y/N), she looked as beautiful as always which left him lost for words. His breath hitched in his throat, from (Y/N) perspective she couldn’t tell if he had just saw a ghost or there was something on her face.

“I-Is something wrong?” Tom’s eyes widened as he quickly began to shake his head cursing at himself for not saying anything the moment she opened the door.

“No! No, nothing’s wrong. It’s just you look beautiful, and these are for you.” Tom handed the bouquet which (Y/N) gladly accepted smiling at the beautiful arrangements, Audrey must have told him.

“I’m guessing Audrey told you to get me flowers? Come in for now while I put them in a vase.” (Y/N) headed towards the kitchen as Tom followed closely behind shutting the front door.

“Uh, no actually I asked her what type of flowers do you like and she told me.” Tom began to look around the living room, looking over the pictures that filled the room being careful not to step on any toys that was scattered on the carpet. 

(Y/N) smiled, he had decided to get her flowers himself, Audrey didn’t put him up to it. She walked back into the living room to grab her purse as she noticed Tom looking at the family pictures, groaning to herself for not cleaning up Audrey’s scattered toys. 

“So sorry for the mess.” (Y/N) apologized which scared Tom lightly, he didn’t even hear her enter the room. He shrugged lightly not minding the scattered toys “It’s fine, now shall we go?” she nodded in agreement following Tom to the door. 

This is gonna be fun.

- 

Once they got through security and stood in the busy lines to actually get into the park they had decided to grab a bite to eat before going on any rides. The lights of Main street illuminated the not so long pathway to the castle, (Y/N) was one of the biggest Disney fan’s out there who loved to read about facts and learn about the history of Disney.

“Wanna know a disney fact?” (Y/N) questioned as she lightly bumped shoulder’s with Tom steering closer to him in attempt to avoid being pushed from the crowd walking in the opposite directions as them.

She pointed at a vent that was right below the window of one of Main street’s candy shops, “They call it the smellitizer, it’s like a big fan blowing out the scent of vanilla. Which is why Main street always smells so sweet.” 

They had arrived at the little red wagon, Tom had gone to order while (Y/N) went to find seats. She waved Tom down watching as he searched to see where she had gone to sit, he placed her corndog and drink in front of her “Thank you.” Tom hummed in response wasting no time to bite into his corndog. 

The many times she had seen Tom, he wore glasses yet today he wasn’t using them. Maybe he was using contacts instead. 

“You’re not wearing your glasses today, are you using contacts?” (Y/N) questioned before biting into the hotdog moaning, this had to be one of her favorite meals to get whenever she was in the park. 

“I actually don’t need glasses.. it’s more of a fashion statement.” Tom answered in a monotone voice as he continued to eat his corndog, (Y/N) gasped lightly at his response leaning forward to push at his shoulder lightly.

“Wish I could use glasses as a fashion statement, I actually need my glasses, well contacts. You Thomas I don’t know your middle name Holland, are lucky to only use glasses as a fashion statement.”

Tom smiled “It’s Stanley.” (Y/N) pinched her brows in confusion unsure on why he just said Stanley. 

“Thomas Stanley Holland, Stanley is my middle name.” 

(Y/N) took a long sip from her drink before responding, “Nice to meet you Thomas Stanley Holland, I’m (Y/N) (Y/M/N) (Y/L/N), and I think we should head over to space mountain.” 

- 

On their way to tomorrowland everyone seemed to be waiting for a parade, which mean traffic was insane. (Y/N) tried to keep up with Tom but she felt like she’d loose him so easily in the crowd, she reached forward to hold his hand.  The two didn’t say anything, their hearts were pounding like crazy though. (Y/N) hid her face behind his shoulder, hopefully he didn’t see her red tinted cheeks. 

This was the only downside to disneyland, the crowds. It was always so busy there was never a day when the park wasn’t busy. 

Once they got in line to space mountain Tom had made (Y/N) wait in front of him, he gave squeezed her hand gently causing (Y/N) to look up at him.

“Are you okay darling? Did anyone bump into you?” She felt her knees turn into jello, oh that nickname darling. That had a nice ring to it, especially the way it just rolled off his tongue so effortlessly! He was just so beautiful in general and, why is it only now she’s noticing he has freckles? COULD HE GET EVEN MORE BEAUTIFUL?

“Darling?” Tom questioned again causing (Y/N) train of thought to calm to a fast halt.

“O-oh yeah, I’m okay no one bumped into me.”

“Just stay close to me, we’ll go on whatever ride you want to go on then watch the fireworks. Audrey said it’s the perfect way to end the night.”

-

Once they got off of space mountain (Y/N) ushered Tom to hurry so they could find their picture, she scanned the screen and finally found the photo. Most of the ride Tom was screaming, “WHY IS IT SO DARK? TURN THE LIGHTS ON!” while (Y/N) was smiling he was resting his head on her shoulder with his eyes squeezed shut.

(Y/N) took a few pictures before glancing at Tom who was clearly unimpressed with the photo, “Oh c’mon Tom! It’s funny!” he rolled his eyes playfully before taking her hand back into his.

“Yeah, yeah. Let’s just get on the next ride.” 

“Astro-Blaster’s! Top score chooses the next ride.” 

“Deal.” 

-

Haunted Mansion. 

Though this ride was just a sit through ride no big deal yada yada, this ride scared the daylights out of (Y/N). For some odd reason Audrey loved this ride but (Y/N) could’t sit through it, it was scary. Of course Tom had to pick this ride.

Once they were loaded onto the doom buggy (Y/N) kept herself closer to Tom shutting her eyes as she rested her head on his shoulder, not even five minutes into the ride Tom had scared her twice. 

“Tom!” she whispered-yelled whacking his shoulder lightly, “you’re an adult (Y/N), you shouldn’t be scared” she thought to herself keeping one eye closed and the other open. 

As they neared the end of the ride Tom leaned down and whispered “Boo.” causing (Y/N) to scream loudly “Tom you ass! I’m picking the next ride.” Tom chuckled loudly at her reaction watching as she crossed her arms over her chest and pouted like a child who didn’t get what they wanted. 

“I-I’m sorry darling, I promise no more scares.”

(Y/N) huffed lightly looking away from Tom as they began to approach the unloading area, “(Y/N), darling I’m sorry I promise no more scares.” he held up his pinky in which (Y/N) wrapped her’s around his “You may lead the way to the next ride, then we’ll watch the fireworks.”

-

Of course she chose their last ride to be a water ride, and of course she wore a white shirt that if soaked would become quite transparent. (Y/N) didn’t even notice her shirt was practically soaked, she was too busy laughing at throughout the end of the ride. Once they had exited the building Tom couldn’t help but notice her black laced bra. 

"(Y/N), yo-you’re shirt.” the moment she looked down to see her bra was quite exposed she wrapped her arms around her chest as she watched Tom remove his hoodie and handed it to her.

(Y/N) quickly slipped into the hoodie taking in the smell of mint, “T-thank you.” she mumbled as Tom nodded taking his hand back into her’s. She couldn’t help but notice how fit he was, how big and muscular his biceps were “stop it! stop it with these thoughts!” (Y/N) mentally scolded herself.

Once they got to the front of the castle the fireworks had begun, (Y/N) stood next to Tom looking up at the sky as many colors filled the sky. The echo from the fireworks were so loud and help mute the rest of the world, Tom stared in awe as he watched (Y/N) smile while the reflection of the fireworks danced behind her eyes.

He actually enjoyed their date today, and really hoped they’d have many many more. Hopefully, the next time they come to disneyland they could bring Audrey with them. He wouldn’t mind.

“I hope you have a magical kiss under the fireworks.” replayed over and over again in (Y/N), this was the moment. In this moment now they could kiss. She thought that she wouldn’t enjoy the date, that she’d be doing it because Audrey wanted her to.

 But this was the most fun she’s had in a while especially since it’s been almost seven years since she’s been on a date. 

“Do it.” Tom thought as he tried to figure out how he take this special moment to kiss (Y/N). He turned his body to face her, “(Y/N)” he whispered causing her to look up at him with a smile.

Now’s your chance take it.

Tom placed his hand on her cheek, brushing the pad of his thumb across her cheekbone before slowly leaning down and capturing her lips. How much more magical could this get? Kissing while not only fireworks sparked through their veins but as fireworks bursted in the background, that was truly magical.

Audrey’s wish came true, her mother had a magical kiss under the fireworks.