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tommysparker · 4 years

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Black & White: Prologue [QOH!Reader x Angel!Tom Holland]

Ayyy guess who’s back a few days later with a whole new series in tow :) This au is gonna be a little different to the other ones on this site, so read the disclaimer down below.

Disclaimer: I am not religious so I have no real idea how any of this works, I just like the concept. Also I was raised Hindu, so I’ve decided to do a mix of Hinduism and the standard Christianity concept for this fic. I really hope you enjoy this!

Warnings: None? (yet) incorrect representation of religion (like I said, I’m not religious I just like the concept.)

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“Well well, aren’t you a pretty thing?” a sultry voice whispered in his ear.

Tom involuntarily shivered, not wanting to show any weakness but failing miserably. In truth, he was terrified. Being sent by the Lord to talk to the devil was not on his bucket list, but he knew he was the only angel fit for the job. He spent his whole life on earth praising the heavens, and entering the afterlife and being welcomed with open wings was a true blessing he had earned.

He would not disappoint.

He will not give in.

Lord have mercy on my soul…

“He can’t hear you y’know,” the same voice echoed in his mind. “Down here, you’re all mine. Not even Brahma can help you now. So, tell me angel wings, what sins have you committed for God to send his most loyal devotee to my land?”

“Y-Your words speak of nonsense,” Tom faltered, hating himself for stuttering. “I’ve come by the Lord’s orders to suggest you stop tormenting Earth’s inhabitants at once.”

A small eerie chuckle bounced off the castle walls and reflected into his ears. He didn’t risk raising his head, not yet. For to look into her eyes, those dark black eyes he’s heard and read many stories of, is thought to be a sin alone worth being banished from the Heavens.

Some say the moment you look into her eyes, you’re a slave to her will. Others gossip over how you’ll be cursed for all eternity, though they sound both the same.

“Well then, suggest away.” She was amused by this, the tone was evident.

Tom didn’t know how to respond, searching his brain for words but coming up short. How could this...this thing have such an affect on him? Dear God--

“I told you, dear, you’re in my world now, not your world. I am the one in control here. I’m the almighty. Your dearest God can’t help you now, and he was well aware of that when he sent you here.” Her words were strong, bold-spoken, with meaning and intention. She wanted to make sure this white snowflake knew exactly what he signed up for when he agreed to pay her a little visit.

“God hears all!” Tom shouted, a small part of him praying his raised vocals would attract the attention of someone, anyone up above. He never should have agreed to do this alone.

“You’re right, you shouldn’t have,” the smile could be heard in her voice. “Now, I don’t have all night. I’m a busy woman as you know. Say what you must before I dismiss you to my demons.”

Tom dared to look up, eyes focusing on anything but those black-hole pupils. His gaze fell upon the broad, stretched out red and black wings, whose tips fluttered ever so slightly creating the small draft that made the hair on his arms rise. The sharp scales that glistened from the fire's reflection ran all the way behind her back, connecting to her figure. The shape resembled that of a dragon, and for a brief second he wondered if the she-devil could be a descendant of such a creature.

Curled horns sprouting from the crown of their head, wings with power to blow houses over with a single flap, and the fiery look in her eyes when he gazed into them-- wait what?!

In a single blink, she stood towering over him, black eyes with a small hint of white stared back at him, barging into his soul. He fought, did everything in his power to look away but his attempts proved useless. All he could do was stare into the abyss, feeling his grip on reality slowly fall as he got lost in her eyes. There was only black, and endless dark void- until it wasn’t.

Another blink, Tom was thrown backwards. He fell on his back, gasping for air as if he had nearly been drowned. He rubbed at his eyes harshly, reciting every prayer he’d learned in a desperate attempt to rid whatever evil spell she had placed on him. It was only when he heard a small whimper that he froze.

He slowly pried his hands away from his eyes, gaze darting in the direction the sound came from. Everything happened so fast his head was spinning, but he managed to make out a black figure, curled up with their wings wrapped around them protectively.

Tom stood and took a wobbly step towards the person before he suddenly remembered where he was, and exactly who was sitting in front of him.

Despite that, a small voice in the back of his head told him to make sure she was okay. Demon or not, as an angel he had a duty to take care of people, may God forgive him if he had done wrong by helping a lost soul.

“Are you alright?” He asked quietly, taking another step, despite his mind telling him to stay as far away as possible.

The figure rose, gracefully, wings unraveling like a blooming flower. She stood tall, a slight jerk in her hip as her hands gripped her waist. Her hair lit into a blend of red, yet maintained its natural shape. The flames danced along her back, falling over her shoulders, illuminating the structure of her face. Jaw clenched, tongue in cheek, and those eyes, those damned eyes…

Had he known his fate was sealed the moment he looked up.

“Are you just going to stand there and look pretty?” She quipped, dark written all over her facial expression. “You, my sweet angel, just made the biggest mistake of your afterlife coming here. Now, you will never see the light of your grace again. You’re mine now, and I don’t share.”

All traces of the figure he saw moments ago were gone, replaced by an evil presence that knew nothing of mercy.

Before he could react, two hands gripped his arms, pulling them back while a rope wrapped around his white feathered wings. Tom cried out, trying to fight but fell to no avail. The material trapping his wings felt as if they were burning him with sins, causing a silent scream to be ripped from his throat.

“What should we do with him, your majesty?”

“Take him to the chambers. I want no harm to come to this one, got it? If you pluck a hair on his head, if I find a single feather missing from his wings I will personally throw you into the river of lost souls. Do you understand?”

No response.

“DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!”

“Y-Yes, Rani.”

Little late for that, Tom wanted to say. Unfortunately, he never got the chance.

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And there you are! If you liked this please let me know so I’ll actually have the motivation to write more.

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loserholland · 4 years

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𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧

𝟎𝟎𝟏 ➺ 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

Pairing ➺ QOH!Reader x Prince!Angel!Tom

Warning ➺ Flashbacks (italicized)

Word Count ➺ 1,265

Summary ➺ What happen’s when the Prince of heaven end’s up in hell?

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Tom sat in the cold bath sighing in relief, hell was scorching hot. Sure he’s heard stories about how your body felt as if it was on fire the second you step into hell. But he didn’t think it would be this hot. He thought it would be hot like the summer’s on earth. Sometimes he’d go down walk amongst the mortals, always finding ways to help those in need before returning home. He thought hell just experienced summer heat.

Well, he was wrong.

(Y/N) had given him a room in the west wing, a few door away from her chambers. Heavens she was beautiful, he’s heard stories about the devil but never in a million years did he think it was a woman. A beautiful woman.

The way her eyes glowed red, sparks of fire dances behind them. The way she smiled showing off her pearly white teeth. To the way she spoke, her voice so velvet and smooth yet held such authority. Her beauty, her bo-

“Stop with the sinful thoughts!” he mumbled splashing some of the cold water in his face. It felt so wrong, yet so right. He was taught if an angel were to have any sort of sinful thoughts, they were to be punished. He’s seen what’s happen to those angels, they were burned, stripped of their halo, or wings.

And sent to hell.

He got up and out of the tub drying himself off before walking back over to his bed, there was a white suit along with a black tie with gold patterning a small note sitting atop of the clothes.

Join me for dinner, 6PM sharp. - (Y/N)

Tom’s eyes widened, turning on his heels he head back into the bathroom for a proper shower. He couldn’t deny what the queen requested.

(Y/N) stood in front of the mirror examining her wings. ever since she saw Tom’s beautiful wings all she could think about was how much pain and disgust she felt whenever she looked at her wings. The once soft snow white wings with hints gold specks were now a charcoal grey rough around the edges.

They were hideous.

Wrapping her wings around herself she lifted her hand to touch the feathers. Screams filled her head, causing her to shut her eyes tightly. Whenever she looked at her wings, all she could think about was the pain and agony.

Screams of when she fell from the silver city, screams of fear and confusion. Screams from the pain of her beautiful wings burning. Screams as she felt betrayed, watching those she called her friends, those she called her family watch as she fell.

And didn’t try to defend her, didn’t try to save her.

A soft knock brought her back to the present, her vision blurred by the tears that brimmed to trail down her cheeks. She blinked a few times, wiping away the salty liquid moving to splash some water on her face.

“One moment!” Exiting her bathroom she moved to sit on her bed, “Come in!” the door slowly creaked open shuffling in was her hand maiden carrying in a beautiful satin red spaghetti strap dress, with a split front. (Y/N) clasped her hands together, standing from her bed to run her fingers over the silky fabric.

“Alessandra! It’s beautiful! Thank you!”

Alessandra was her first ever friend in hell. She was friendly, kind. The angels back up in heaven talked about how demons were hideous, cruel, and flesh-eaters.

Oh how they were wrong.

(Y/N) sobbed loudly, her head was pounding. The ground beneath her scorching hot, but that was the least of her worries. She had just been casted out of the silver city, and now she was in hell. No one to turn to.

“Miss?” a voice spoke causing her to jump slightly backing herself up into the corner, “They will eat you alive if you ever come across a demon. They are the most atrocious beings.” her mother once told her.

“Miss it’s okay, I won’t hurt you.” the demon spoke again extending it’s hand out to her, slowly (Y/N) looked up to see a lady who looked to be in her mid-forties who wore a warm smile on her face. Hesitantly she took the hand of her woman, slowly getting up from the ground.

“What’s your name dear?”

Her throat burned from all the screaming, “(Y/N).” she answered her voice was a bit hoarsed but still audible. The woman’s face lit up in pure joy, “The prophecy!” she shouted bringing confusion to (Y/N) face.

Prophecy?

“The queen is here! The angel has fallen!” the woman shouted in such glee drawing attention to the two of them. (Y/N) didn’t understand what was happening, she watched as demons drew closer wondering what this woman was going on about.

“I-I’m sorry prophecy?”

The woman nodded eagerly, “The prophecy said, if an angel by the name of (Y/N) fell from the silver city. She to be the one to rule hell. She to be the queen.”

That woman was Alessandra. Ever since then, she had stuck by (Y/N). It’s crazy to think she has now lived in hell for three years, it seemed longer than that. Alessandra placed her hand atop of (Y/N), she would always say (Y/N) was the daughter she never had. Alessandra was a better mother than her own mother ever could be.

“Now, I think you should get ready my dear. I dropped off the suit to Thomas’ chambers.”

(Y/N) stood on the balcony of the dining room looking over her kingdom. During the day it was always scorching hot, but at night it was cold and brittle. She had grown use to it though, it never really bothered her all that much.

People can say what they want about hell, but it was as beautiful as heaven. Even better in (Y/N) opinion, the demons were friendly and not cruel. She couldn’t have been more thankful to be here.

Her gaze fell to what was below her involuntarily her hands gripped the edge of the railing. The screams from earlier were back, her breathing became shallow this little fear would be laughed at but ever since she was casted out. She had been afraid of heights. Afraid of falling again.

“Banish her!” voices shouted “A disgrace to the silver city!” more angels joined in. The true demons were the angels who sat up in heaven, thinking they’re all too proper, all too full of themselves. Just because you have a sit in heaven doesn’t mean you’re a good person.

“Mom! No please!” (Y/N) attempted to reach forward for her mother who turned a blind eye, the guards continued to drag her closer and closer to the edge. She shot daggers at her closes childhood friends who didn’t try to save her.

They held her close to the edge slowly loosening their grip on her before pushing her over.

“No!”

“Your grace?” a voice spoke causing (Y/N) eyes to snap back open, her knuckles were white, the some of the tips of her fingers were bleeding but nothing too serious. She spun on her heels to see Tom standing a few feet away from her.

“Are you alright your grace?” Tom questioned again, noticing her watery eyes. He didn’t want to push her to answer the question truthfully, they had only just met.

“Y-yes! Thank you for joining me Thomas, let’s eat shall we?” (Y/N) pushed past him wiping the tears that had slipped down her cheeks.

Now those memories come back to haunt me. They haunt me like a curse.

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duskholland · 4 years

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Also a wee twist on the koh suggestion... Angel!tom x qoh!reader... If that tickles your fancy

you know...i do be liking that idea 🤔

come do my fun spooky fic poll

#so !! many !! ideas !!!#i wish i could write them all fdhjfhdjfh #thank u for this tho i will keep this in mind #h-natale

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bi-writes · 4 years

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Idk if you remember this one but you once wrote a few blurbs qoh!reader x angel!tom they were MAGICAL. If you brought that back I would melt 💙💙

i do remember, haha. people still read and reblog those blurbs haha. i think everyone just adores imagining themselves as badass and dark and evil and tom as sweet and soft and gentle. its a nice contrast. i love it.

#ask #ask b #🐝's anons

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sweetlysilent · 5 years

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Sweetlysilent’s 2018 New Year’s Fic Recs🥂✨

Happy New Year everyone!!! I hope 2019 brings you all love and happiness and you all can accomplish great things in this new year. <3

However, 2018 did bring a lot of amazing fics/fic series. This fic rec is about spreading love and thanking all the writers who put so much time and effort into their writing and sharing their creativity with everyone on this site. Much love. <3

I had created a form for people to fill out and tell me what their favorite fics/fic series were that they read in 2018, (I will also add a few of my favorites as well, mine are towards the end) and I know you’re probably so over reading all of this so, here are the amazing fics that you all sent in (plus a few of my own faves).

Bloom By: @twilightparker

Comment from reader: THIS FIC SERIES IS AMAZING! The writing style was just beautiful and I loved how the storyline flowed. I couldn’t get enough of the series and was sooooo sad when it ended. It’s short and sweet and it pulls your heart strings a bit and makes you swoon. It’s such a lovely piece of writing.

How to unlove someone By: @sam-hollands-darling

Comment from reader: The situation was very realistic and the whole set up of it was logical. It put a new twist on cheesy romantic fic series' for me.

Side Effect By: @urbanhaz

Comment from reader: It's incredibly well written and I haven't seen anything like it before. I like the idea of Haz being a photographer and the reader being an artist who kind of throws him off his game. It's a very well-rounded series

Comment from another reader: so much love for this series - not enough people write for plus size characters

Prove Myself By: @foreverbeingthunderbuddy

Comment from reader: I loved the original plot and the funny writing style, the reader was so relatable and it had some hilarious parts and some scary ones and the story was so well thought through and I love how OP made me literally so invested that the last two chapters made me way too emotional.. it‘s just. I love it.

Apartment 509 By: @sweetlysilent (me awe ily)

Comment from reader: EVERYTHING! Amazing writing and plot

Dare You To Move By: @starksparker

Comment from reader: oof hot, need I say more?

The First Punch By: @starksparker

Comment from reader: so original and full of emotion...characters are so well developed

Naughty or Nice By: @avengers-sweethearts

Comment from reader: loved the series idea and the writing is so good!

The Art of Pretending By: @h-osterfield

Comment from reader: what's not to love????

Comment from another reader: to summarize: it wreCKED ME, also made me feel super soft and plenty of feels and family and lowkey tears

The Wingman By: @uglypastels

Comment from reader: one of my all-time favorite series....just so good

12 Days of Christmas By: @peppermintxparker

Comment from reader: ahhhh the writing is just incredible, and I loved the concept!

Hostility By: @starsholland

Comment from reader: haven't read a series like it! so original and well written

Imprinted By: @thelazypangolin

Comment from reader: Amy's writing is second to none! The girl can write angst like no one else

For King or Country By: @avengers-sweethearts

Comment from reader: such an amazing series with an original plot!!

Like Dark Chocolate By: @madmadmilk

Comment from reader: I'd read her shopping list...seriously amazing

Find Your Way Back By: @the-claire-bitch-project (tumblr won’t let me tag her :( )

Comment from reader: such an amazing OC series....10/10 would recommend

Hotlanta By: @hollandorks

Comment from reader: one of the best series I've ever read

The Intern By: @sunsetspidey :))

Ghost of You By: @hazsterfield :))

New Rules By: @tomsh0lland :))

Skyscraper By: @spxderbarnes :))

Just My Luck By: @marvelousxtsh & @peeterparkr :))

Don’t Stop the Music By: @underoossss :))

I Can’t Believe It By: @carry-on-my-pretty-weeper

Comment from reader: It was super sweet and made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside

New Girl By: @nedandpeter

Comment from reader: It’s so fuckin funny dude

Lie To Me By: @spider-bih

Comment from reader: It's completely devastating

Lucky Number By: @tomhollanders2013

Comment from me: I love the concept of this entire fic so much

Couple of kids By: @screamholland

Comment from me: I loved peter so much in this tbh

Mistakes & Mistakes Pt. 2 By: @gab-spidey

Comment from me: I don’t know who allowed you to crush my heart but your writing is that good that it literally crushed my heart

Family Feud Flirt By: @checkthisoutmaybeifyouwanna

Comment from me: this fic was literally so cute

Beautiful Mess By: @spxderbarnes

Comment from me: I loved this so much, I’m such a hoe for roommate!tom ngl

Christmas Party By: @hazspancakes

Comment from me: yes hi, this fic made me feel all kinds of things, it was that good.

Change My Mind By: @somethingtoavenge

Comment from me: I said it once already, but I’m gonna say it again, I’ve truly never read a new years fic like this one before. IT. WAS. SO. GOOD.

Study Abroad By: @underoos-shield

Comment from me: ngl I was so shook when I read this, it was so good

QOH!Reader x Angel!Tom By: @bi-writes

Comment from me: long story short I’m now obsessed with this au, the way you write it is just.. so good?? like I can’t really even put it into words, I’m just so in love with it lol

#sweetlysilent's 2018 new year's fic recs #thank you to those who sent in fic/fic series #also thank you to all the writers who put so much time and effort into their writing #yall are the best #and deserve so much love and happiness #this post is all about spreading love and appreciation #fic recs 2018 #tom holland #harrison osterfield

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tommysparker · 4 years

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Black & White: Teaser [QOH!Reader x Angel!Tom Holland]

I told y’all I was back on my bullshit. Anyways so with this series there’s gonna be a little twist. I’m not religious, but I was raised Hindu, so I thought why not combine Hinduism into the standard Christian concept? I’m not sure how well it’ll work out, but I really hope you enjoy it. :)

Warnings: None? (yet) Incorrect representation of religion (As I said, I am not religious I just really love this concept)

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“God hears all!” Tom shouted, a small part of him praying his raised vocals would attract the attention of someone, anyone up above. He never should have agreed to do this alone.

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And that’s all you’re getting for now ;) If you’re interested don’t hesitate to ask me to tag you when the first part comes out!

Tagging a few friends: @greenorangevioletgrass @soraitmnt @farfromparker @fanficparker @allegra-writes @angel-spidey @euphoric-holland @euphoria-parker @parkerpeter24 @tetralea @theactualprincessofeverything @soft-haz

#tom holland #tom holland fanfic #angel!tom holland #qoh!reader #queen of hell!reader #tom holland x reader #tom holland x y/n #tom holland angst #qoh!reader x angel!tom holland #angel!tom holland x qoh!reader #angel!tom x qoh!reader #tom holland fic #my writing

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tommysparker · 4 years

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Black & White: Chapter 1

heyyyy sorry this is a little late, had to make some last minute editd but I hope you enjoy :)

Warnings: like one no-no word, incorrect representation of religion, bad hindi (i used google translate bc I dont really know hindi so Im sorry if i did it wrong blame google)

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“Forever?”

“Forever.”

“Promise?”

“... I promise.”

Tom gasped as he stirred awake. What the hell happened?

He could still feel the burn on his wings but didn’t have the energy to lift his head and check. The dull ache in his head was an unfamiliar feeling, for it wasn’t from pain but something he knew not how to describe.

His vision came slow, but he could make out a couple of things through the mess of blurry colours.

The walls were stone, with scriptures in an unknown language carved along the edges. There were more engravings, almost like pictures. There was one image that stood out, however, the one that stared right back at him.

The illustration was of a man, but no man that Tom had ever seen in his life. This man was painted blue, with four arms, and sat on top of what appears to be a bull. He held something that resembled a whip in one hand, and a weapon of some sort in another. What in God’s name is that thing…?

“His name is Yama.”

Tom jumped at the sound of another voice in the room, his eyes scanned frantically for the source, but finding no one.

“He is the God of Death and Justice,” the voice continued. It was familiar, he’s heard it before.

God of Death and Justice…? How can that be? He thought to himself, or maybe out loud because the voice responded.

“Things are different here, Angel. Think about it, the entity that deals with all the souls infected by bad karma serves justice by forcing them to spend eternity down here. Get it?”

His head continued swinging back and forth, desperate to locate the place the mysterious wind was whispering in his ears, while also processing what this voice was telling him. Perhaps, the Justice in the name is justified, but one thing still confused him. “There is only one God?”

“For you, maybe. But for many of us, we have many, thousands even. It gives me a headache just thinking about it.”

Tom felt a hot breath against his neck and flinched, whipping around to find nothing but a blank wall. He turned his head again, only to be shoved back by a gust of dust. His arms flew across his face to protect his eyes, and once the wind had died down he slowly removed them, but soon regretted the decision after seeing what stood in front of him.

“What’s with the face, pretty boy? You aren’t happy to see me?” She mock-pouted, wings stretching as she stood tall at the foot of the bed. “C’mon, the least you can do is thank me for allowing you to sleep in my bed, as opposed to the rocks we have in the dungeons.”

Looking around him, only now realizing exactly where he was. The lit candle holders that lined that were installed strategically, the closet wardrobe that sat on the side of the room, tables and chairs placed accordingly, but most importantly the blood-red mattress he sat upon, a silk canopy above him, the pillars that seemed to be carved out of cold.

The angel tried to scramble away but winced when he moved to use his wings. He carefully spread them out, wrapping his wounded feathers around his front. The marks the rope had left were indented by a red line of irritation. A small whimper escaped his throat, which didn’t go unnoticed by the Queen, who stood and watched the whole moment.

All she could see was red, those fucking idiots!

Now was not the time to get mad, not in front of him at least. She would certainly be paying a visit to a certain bone-head or two. “You’re hurt.”

Tom looked up from his burn and towards her face-- avoiding eye-contact of course. Instead of the usual stone-cold expression he had seen during their last encounter, he was met with a look of sympathy...and perhaps worry?

“Allow me,” she reached forward, stopping short when the angel flinched back. “I’ll make it better, just trust me.”

The divine-being studied the she-devil for a moment, making the reluctant decision to let her do whatever it is she wishes to. He doesn’t know why, but a small voice was telling him it was going to be okay, the same voice that told him to ask if she was alright the first time.

The Rani waved her hand over the wound, a small black glow emitting from her palm, before disappearing, along with any trace of the marks. “There, good as new.”

His eyes widening, Tom watched as the magic healed his pain. He opened his mouth to thank her when he realized what kind of magic had been inflicted upon him. Dark magic.

“It’s nothing that will cost your holiness, just a very simple healing spell any person who possesses mystic abilities would have learned.”

Silence fell between the two mythical creatures, one pondered his thoughts, the other studied the white figure with intensity.

“What do you want from me?” The angel finally asked. It was straight to the point, the sooner he could get back to heaven and jump into a bath of Holy Water the better.

“You are very special, my little Angel. I just don’t know why...yet. So ‘till I do, you are staying here-- close your mouth I’m not finished speaking. Good. As I was saying, you’ll be staying here with me. Now you can either stay willingly, or you can resist and have your wings fed to my demons. The choice is yours.”

There were a lot of things to process. Tom would rather keep his wings attached, and he could always try to escape at night. With his wing fixed, how hard could it be? Sure, he may not have had magic like some other angels but he had confidence. All you have to do is retrace your steps back to the gate...easy right?

However, something about her made him almost want to stay. Her authoritative persona was no-doubt appealing, and the way she called him her Angel sparked a feeling he has never experienced before.

She stood patiently, awaiting his answer although she had a pretty good idea what it would be. Reading minds comes in handy with these types of situations.

“O-okay… I’ll stay.” After weighing out the pros and cons, he decided the best thing he could do was stay for now, and either pray the Angels will send someone to rescue him or he could escape on his own.

“Wonderful,” She grinned, canines bared. Her teeth were as sharp as a wolf’s, with fangs like a vampire.

Tom tried to avoid looking into her eyes, but he could see the small glow emitting from the area. Is that normal?

A quiet knock caused both heads to snap towards the entrance. A frail body with a bull’s head stood, head slightly bowed and hands folded in front of their chest.

“M-Maharani, हम अभी भी प्रतीक्षा कर रहे हैं…” The man spoke, a hint of fear in his voice as he addressed what Tom assumed was the woman in front of him, though he had no idea what was being said.

The Queen nodded once, “हम जल्द ही आएँगे.” She turned towards the angel, smiling again but this time it was different. There was no wolfish grin, instead, she wore a soft beam that highlighted her cheekbones.

“So, you hungry?”

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हम अभी भी प्रतीक्षा कर रहे हैं = “We are still waiting”

हम जल्द ही आएँगे = “We will come soon”

Feedback is always welcome!

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tommysparker · 4 years

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Okay so! I need your help

I have lots of fics in my google docs so I wanna know what fic y’all want the most!

We haaaaaaaavvee:

Black&White Ch. 2 [QOH!Reader x Angel!Tom Holland]

An angsty Peter Parker fic

A smutty Harrison Osterfield fic

A smutty Tom Holland fic

A Newsies!Tom fic

A smutty Peter Parker fic

Pick your poison😈

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Tom Holland: @rubberducky-jrr

Let me know what you all want! 💗

#rae speaks #no seriously #i have so much to write but dont know where to start #i wanna write everything

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loserholland · 5 years

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𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧

𝟎𝟎𝟎 ➺ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

Pairing ➺ QOH!Reader x Prince!Angel!Tom

Warning ➺ Talk’s about heaven and angels

Word Count ➺ 1,486

Summary ➺ What happen’s when the Prince of heaven end’s up in hell?

A/N ➺ Send me an ask if you want to apart of the taglist! Chapter one should be up either Friday/Saturday night!

✿ 𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓣𝓪𝓰𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽 ✿ - @loveyathreethousand, @taronxfiction, @killerqueen-gunpowdergelatine, @spideyyypeter @lou-la-lou @babebenhardy @rivervixenbaby @acklesholland @zabdisamor @keepingupwiththehollands@sweet666pea @sspider-parker @jackiehollanderr

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Falling.

It was all she could remember, the day she was casted out of Heaven. Her home for nearly twenty-three years.

The day her beautiful white wings burned as she fell from the edge of silver city. She was ashamed of them, the now black and grey wings the only beautiful feature was the gold specks.

The way the demons kneeled before her full of gratitude that their Queen has finally arrived to rule over hell. The same demons her father told her stories about, how they would eat innocent children or ate their own kind. Those stories were all wrong.

It’s been a long lonely thousand plus years of ruling the underworld alone. There are times when she’s astral project to Earth checking in on those who may end up in her lovely kingdom. It had been a long dreadful day full of meetings and planning for her annual birthday gala that was coming up in about four month.

All she craved was a hot bath and strawberries and to cuddle with her hounds

It all happened so fast, he didn’t even realize he was falling. It felt like a dream, no a nightmare. That was the thing, angel’s never have nightmares, it was all suppose to be happy dreams. Never about falling from the gates of heaven.

His beautiful pure white wings with specks of gold wrapped itself around his body protecting him from the fall he was about to encounter. He landed with a loud thud groaning at the slight pain that shocked his body.

Usually when you’re nearly in a deep sleep and you dream about falling your body jerks and you’d wake up instantly. Yeah, Tom thought the same thing. But this time, he didn’t wake up in his satin white bed sheets.

He slowly rose from his feet dusting off the dirt from his clothes, it felt hot. His skin felt like it was melting right off, he wasn’t use to this scorching hot temperature. Maybe this was some sort of vision, not that he even had visions before.

This place looked exactly like his home but instead of the beautiful white creme buildings they were grey and a bit torn down.

“Hey! Is anyon- ow” there was a sudden sharp pain in his neck, this was something else that could’ve woke him up. Tom reached up towards his neck pulling out what seemed to be a tranquilizer dart, there was no way this was a dream let alone a nightmare. This was actually happening and he had no clue why.

The last thing he saw was two tall figures standing over him, he couldn’t quite see their faces but they seemed to be wearing some sort of armor.

“Your grace!”

Dear me, what is it now?

Did the hounds eat up my roses, again?

Did one of the maids not cook my meal properly?

There was a soft knock on her bathroom door causing her to groan loudly sinking into the suds, “Come in.” she answered slowly allowing herself to relax again.

“What is it now? Make it quick.” the servant held his head low not daring to look at his grace, one thing she never allowed anyone to do was look her in the eyes unless told to.

“An angel has fallen your grace.” this brought the (Y/N) out of her relax state, an angel? Why would a fucking angel be in hell? The only fallen angel was her, she was the only fallen angel sent to rule hell. The last time she checked hell was perfectly fine under her rule.

“Where is the angel?”

“The throne room your grace, your men have him cuffed and tranquilized. He will be awake at any given moment.”

(Y/N) waved him off allowing him to leave, she looked up towards the ceiling chuckling to herself “What is it now? Hm? I don’t bother you, yet you send an angel?” there was never one angel that came to check up on her, so why now?

(Y/N) bursted into the throne room watching as everyone bowed in respect, she stood in front of the angel slapping his face lightly. The guards had chained him down that way he wouldn’t be able to escape.

She slapped him once more groaning in annoyance, “What in the devil’s name did you tranquillize him with?”

“Wake up.” she commanded watching as the angel’s eyes slowly fluttered open blinking a few times allowing his eyes to adjust to the lighting in the room. The halo above his head glowed dimly, oh the halo’s.

Something every angel loved to have, beside the wings. It represents their holiness, how innocent they are and privileged to be in heaven with the divine god. Those who were in heaven were innocent, and pure. Never gave into temptation, never lied nor sinned.

Lies.

Angels were far from innocent, they hurt their own kind yet no one has the balls to speak up about it. Speak against your god and you’ll be on the highway to hell.

Yet this halo was different, it had a beautiful gold engraving.

Only royal’s have gold engraving.

She moved to sit on her throne fixing the beautiful crown that rested on her head.

The angel looked up to see a beautiful woman, wait- a woman? All his life he had thought the devil was a man. He never thought the ruler of hell would be a woman.

“Whe-where am I? Who are you?” the angel asked in confusion. All he wanted to do was rub the daze out of his eyes only to feel a slight tug when he had tried to lift them. He looked to see both his hands were chained down, not attempting to fight the guards by tugging at the chains.

She made her way down her throne taking the angel’s face into her hand running her stiletto shaped nails against his cheek, “Thomas Holland.” his eyes widened in shock, how did she know his name? maybe this was the devil’s wife and she’s currently handling business for him. She couldn’t be the devil, she was too beautiful to be the devil. Too beautiful to rule over hell.

He tried his best to not gaze at her chest, her perky breast peaking out of her laced robed. It’s a sin, he can’t look. He was always told don’t give into temptation, to resit giving into such a sinful act.

“Would you like to tell me why the prince of the silver city is in my kingdom?”

He didn’t respond, he couldn’t. It felt as if he was under a spell, or maybe the tranquilizer was still wearing off of him slowly but surely. One of the guards tugged at the chain in annoyance, “Her grace asked you a question.”

He didn’t answer, he kept his head low ignoring the woman who stood before him. She wore a crown which meant she was royalty, you’re suppose to respect royalty. Answer when questioned his mentally told himself, yet he couldn’t.

She sighed tilting his face upwards, using her free hand to trace his halo feeling a slight burn under her fingertips. The pain didn’t bother her, she’s been through worse.

“Let’s try this again, yeah? Why are you in my kingdom?”

“I-I don’t know. I was asleep in bed and now I’m here. I don’t remember anything.”

She hummed lightly allowing her hand that was tracing his halo to run down his strong biceps, he was telling the truth. She could not only feel it but she could hear it in his voice. I guess becoming the queen of hell came with it’s perks, being able to tell when someone was lying or having any feelings of hesitation.

“Now, you didn’t answer my questions. Where am I and who are you?”

Thomas didn’t realize his tone of voice did come off a bit rude. No that wasn’t a bit rude, that was very rude. The room was silent till a lightly chuckle rippled through the room causing it to shake lightly. She looked down at the floor before meeting his gaze, he couldn’t believe what was staring him right back in the face.

Glowing red eyes, a spark of fire danced behind them.

“Oh baby,” she dragged her stiletto sharp nails against his cheekbone, he watched her every move powerless to defend himself due to the chains holding him down.

Tom’s breathing became heavy, she was beautiful so beautiful. He tried his best to not lean in, at any given moment he could faint. The room was spinning and the intoxicating smell of (Y/N) perfume wasn’t helping.

“-we’re gonna have so much fun.”

This clearly wasn’t a nightmare, he would’ve woken up by now. Nor was this was earth. This was far from heaven the placed he called home for nearly 23 years.

He was in hell, and the devil was staring right back at him.

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