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babyjakes · 4 months

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devils roll the dice.

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event | kinkmas 2023

prompts | sex tape + medfet

pairing | hitman!robert pronge x innocent!reader

warnings | extremely dark, the darkest thing i've ever written (we've entered dead dove do not eat territory; please heed ALL warnings.) canon-level mature themes: kidnapping, torture films, murder. implications that reader will be killed. robert is cold and ruthless. innocent!virgin!reader. filming of illicit sex tape. reader is blindfolded and gagged. restraints. medfet elements: robert's little setup is giving vintage white tile exam room, exam table, stirrups, those gd black gloves, speculum use. clit focus (puff puff content incoming.) vibrator. multiple forced orgasms. squirting. overstimulation. mocking and degradation. robert puts a cig out on reader's leg. written in 3rd person idk.

word count | 1,485

an | i'm kind of sitting here like wtf, ,, what is this and how did it come out of me lol. a little nervous to post, but i trust you guys to make responsible decisions about the media you consume!!! i'll probably never write something this fucked up again but for whatever reason it was just flowing out of me tonight folks, please again i'm begging you go read the warnings, like a second time through wouldn't hurt lol, and i hope you enjoy!!

Bringing its bitter end to his lips, Robert used one hand to draw in a deep breath of his dwindling cigarette, the other lazily holding a black magic wand in its designated place. He was nearly an hour into the day's filming session, and his subject was reaching a level of exhaustion and misery that made her more annoying to play with than anything else. But knowing he needed to milk at least a little more footage out of her before putting her back under and calling it a day, the man kept at the task. He tried to remind himself that he should be enjoying himself; considering the kinds of commissions he generally had to choose from, this particular case was a treat. A pretty little virgin, as soft and pure as the early spring rain, with the most stunning body the criminal had ever had the privilege of defiling. He could spend another thirty minutes at his station, watching as all the life and dignity were drained out of his poor little victim like blood dripping to the cold tile floor.

Through the musty cloth rammed between her battered lips, the poor girl's cries were escalating as her tormentor swirled the curve of the wand's slick bulb over her burning clit. Robert knew what her worsening wails meant; with a callous grin, he pulled his cig from his mouth just in time to press its smoking end to the girl's inner thigh as she came. With the howl she let out, he was thankful for the buffer the gag provided. "Noisy little bitch," he laughed as her juices sprayed out against his gloved hands. "That's it, slut. Fucking take it."

Glancing at the camcorder sitting off to his side, Robert considered his options. As much satisfaction as he derived from seeing how many orgasms could be wrung out of the poor thing before her body knocked her out as an act of mercy, his sadistic tendencies were getting bored of the monotony. Tossing the used cigarette to the floor, the man slowed the wand to a stop. He rolled away slightly on his stool, tossing the condom that was wrapped over the toy's head into the large black trash bag sitting in the center of the large room's floor. This far into his career, Robert had his methods down to a science. There was a way to keep everything clean, everything untraceable.

It was the whole purpose of his "worksite"; it provided a secure, controlled environment for the entire job to take place in, from start to flatline finish. The "set" was by far his favorite portion of the space, and understandably so, as it's where his sick imagination got to run wild for hours, days on end. And his clients were just as enthusiastic about the vivid stage he had put together for their subjects to shine on. It was somewhat inspired by a vintage gynecology office. He had the classic off-white exam table, equipped with a daunting pair of metal stirrups that were always positioned just a little wider than what would be comfortable. A sturdy set of restraints were of course a must, and to make sure the camera picked up on every agonizing detail, he had installed an adjustable surgical light overhead that could be aimed and drawn in to illuminate any area or action he chose. He hadn't struggled to gather all the tools and instruments he could ever want, either. A few of his buyers were licensed professionals themselves, opening the door to acquiring inventory from the big-name brands in bulk.

The other corners of the room had their designated uses as well: one with a filthy mattress for the unconscious victims to waste away on as heavy drugs pumped through their systems, another with large plastic sheets covering the floor, walls, and ceiling where the poor souls were hosed down (inside and out) before a bullet to the temple inevitably ended their long days of suffering. But most of their waking hours were spent on that dreaded padded table, the very spot where Robert's most recent capture was using the few moments he spent away from his station desperately trying to regain control of her breathing.

He returned to his position swiftly after switching out his soiled pair of black gloves for fresh ones, not wanting to waste any of his or his client's time. The sight of the girl's abused sex was enough to make the man drool; it had been quite some time since he had seen such a marvelous-looking cunt, so glorious in its messy destruction. Knowing he should share the beautiful sight, he took the time to adjust the camera, zooming in from a full-body shot to focus solely on the spot between the victim's legs. With the humiliating inspection he was preparing to perform, he wanted to be sure his buyer got to see each drop of come the poor girl let out, every twitch and spasm he would pull from her helpless body.

"Now let's see here," the man breathed as he brought his gloved fingers up to gently spread out the ruined-looking pussy before him. Noticing the way his subject winced as her puffy folds were pried open, he couldn't help but laugh in dark delight. He drew his attention to her throbbing clit, noting how much it had grown in size from all those unwanted orgasms he had forced out of her. Its hood was completely retracted, leaving the poor bud exposed to the open air. In a moment of perverted curiosity, Robert pinched the hardened nub harshly between his fingers, earning the prettiest sob he had heard from the girl all day. He chuckled once more, rolling and pulling at the knot of flesh for a few more seconds of additional torture before finally moving his hands away.

"What do you think? Should we try for one more?" he mused mockingly as he grabbed a plastic speculum from one of the drawers built in beneath the table, unwrapping it and tossing its trash to the side before pausing to grin deviously over his victim. Glancing up at her head, he realized it was still covered with a black hood he had put on her at the beginning of the shoot. The buyer had requested for her to be blindfolded like this for a decent portion of the film, offering the explanation that she was "afraid of the dark," and that he wanted to see her in as much pain and fear as humanly possible. The hood had served its purpose for the day, but now, Robert wanted the poor girl to see each and every way he was going to be violating her body in real time. In one swift motion, he reached up and pulled the pocket of fabric away, exposing her stunning tear-stained face. "Hi sweetheart," he greeted viciously. Just as he was hoping, her cries worsened as she saw the dreaded tool in his hands. He had a certain liking for holding up the devices he was preparing to use to see his victim's reactions; after all, he got off on fear and dread just as much as his clients did.

"Time to open up this pretty little cunt and see what kind of damage we did," the man enthused as he forced the tip of the instrument into the girl's drenched opening. By now, she had been well stretched out and ruined by her captor's horrific methods. Grappling with his usual lack of restraint and self-control, Robert had barely made the drive back with the girl tied up in his trunk without pulling over and popping that perfect little cherry on his own time, without a single camera properly rolling.

Turning the speculum as it was fully inserted, the man took great pleasure in squeezing the handle to force the tool open, each tiny click that sounded only stretching the poor thing's aching walls out to a further, more painful degree. "There," he sighed in satisfaction as the last notch was reached. Pulling his hands away, he gave himself and the camera a few seconds to enjoy the view of the girl's milky insides, so worn and sore from the days of torture she'd endured.

"Alright. One more," he finally hummed, using his gloved fingers to collect some of the plentiful slick dripping from the speculum before dragging them up to find that adorable little button he loved bullying so much. Her fading sobs were revived in an instant, her throat growing hoarse from all the screaming she'd done. But as much as she cried, Robert was determined to get one final orgasm from her before putting her back under for the day. After spending so much time making that pretty pussy as puffy and sensitive as possible, he deserved to see it coming all stretched out painfully over his instrument of choice.

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cottagecheese1 · 11 months

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Knocking on the devils door

Summary: When you come back from college for summer break, the last thing you expected was to have a stepdad.

Paring - dark stepdad robert pronge x reader

Warnings - not really smut but close enough, robert is a weirdo

College was fun. Well, except juggling classes and doing work wasn't all that fun, but other than that, you enjoyed it. Before you left home, you and your mom got into this huge argument about how you shouldn't go to college and just stay in your hometown and find a rich husband to take care of you, so you can become a housewife like her.

You have always been an independent person, but your mom never really understood that. Every time you would bring up getting a job or going to college, she would refuse, and ask you why you wouldn't just get a husband.

Then again, you do keep in mind that she is your mother and always has been, so you hoped that if you put this little hardship behind you, your mom would understand and also do the same.

You pulled into the driveway and took a quick gander at your childhood home. Nothing has changed even before you left, but what you did notice was an ice cream truck parked right in front of you. How strange.

As soon as you get out of your car, you smooth your shirt out. Taking in a deep breath, and walking up to the front door, knocking with your left hand while you hold your bag in the other. After waiting for a good two minutes, you raised your hand to knock once again until a tall man with long hair and a scruffy mustache answered the door.

"Listen, kid, I don't wanna buy any girl scout cookies"

He had a white T shirt on with glasses, as much as you would hate to admit it. He was a handsome man. The feeling of your tongue being caught in the back of your own throat wasn't really the most convenient.

"Um, no, sir, I'm looking for my mom? M/n?"

He looked me up and down, but before he could answer again, a high-pitched voice that was highly recognizable came quickly to the front door.

"Oh, Y/n, I'm so glad you're here! You should have called before you came! I missed you so much, sweetheart please come inside!"

To say that you were surprised was an understatement. Being welcomed into open arms by your mother after what happened really surprised you. After you came inside, and looked around at the same pictures, same radio, same dusty bookshelf that has been here since your childhood, you quickly realized there was nothing visibly different. Nothing special.

When your mother led you inside, the tall man behind you followed, "Sit down, I was just making spaghetti for tonight!" Your mother spoke joyfully. You sat quietly, waiting for someone to make conversation so you wouldn't have to.

"So, I see you met Robert, don’t worry sweetheart he may look a little intimidating, but he's not all that bad, " your mom said as she gave a heartfelt giggle. You gave a small smile and turned to look at him, you didn’t get to observe his features until now, you swear he could feel your gaze burning in the back off his head because he shifted his head around and made eye contact with you. His icy blue eyes, and scruffy facial hair made you feel some sort of way, but you just couldn’t put your finger on it..almost a little creeped out. Pulling you out of your train of thoughts was your mother, she gave a frustrated sigh, "Dammit! I forgot the pasta sauce, I'll have to run down to the store... you two don't go anywhere, and I'll be right back".

You giggled and gave a quick ‘ok’ while she grabbed her purse and walked through the front door. After your mom left, it was extremely awkward when you just sat there silently while Robert seductively eyed you up and down.

"So, you go to college?"

Giving him a quick nod, you start to speak. "Yea, sports medicine...did you marry my mom?"

He chuckled and made his way over to the fridge to grab a beer, "Yeah, so I guess that makes me your daddy, right?" He said as he took a swing of the bitter liquid. Feeling your cheeks go red, you gave an awkward laugh.

“Um, yeah I guess so, if that’s the way you think of it.” Robert cracked his beer open, and walked over to the seat beside you to sit down. Fiddling with your fingers nervously, trying to come up with a question or some kind of excuse to make this situation less awkward.

Robert reached over, and tucked the stray piece of hair behind your ear softly, “Do I make you nervous angel?” You gave a embarrassed smile, and attempted to make some space between him and you, because for some reason it felt like he was to close to you. To comfortable for just meeting you the first time.

“Not at all, why would you say that?” He then managed to get closer to you right after you said that, giving you a unsatisfied hum, he grabbed your chin softly while making you look at him, “Because you are. You don’t need to lie to your daddy angel” After he said that you pushed his hand off your face with a wide eyed look while getting up out of your seat, “Are you fucking crazy? I’m going to tell my mom.” He laughed getting up and striding over to you, never until now have you realized how much bigger he was then you, probably a lot stronger also.

Pushing you up against the kitchen wall, he grabbed your face roughly. “Your mother would never believe you, and even if she did it’s either you or me. After that little disagreement you two had about not settling down and getting a husband, not to mention you also not wanting to stay in this shit hole of a town made your mother really upset. I’ve stayed with that hag for four years, and you wouldn’t wanna ruin your relationship with her even more would you angel?”

That was your breaking point. You broke out in sobs while burying your face in Roberts shirt, “Aw, angel face..daddy didn’t mean to make you cry, let me see that pretty face sweetheart.” You looked up at him with defeat, “what do you want from me..” Robert smiled and wiped the falling tears from your cheeks, “right now I want you to be my good girl, and to look me in my eyes when I fuck you with my fat cock. I want you to beg for daddy’s dick angel.” You looked up at him with wide eyes, “no..”

All the somewhat warmth and softness that might’ve been in him disappeared at that moment, “So you want your mother to think your a whore and tried to force yourself on me? Hm?” You froze, thinking of all the things your mother has done for you, and then her going to think for a minute you tried to have sex with this man. Robert exhaled while putting his head on your forehead, “How about I give you twenty spanks for being a brat, and another ten because you’re not being a good girl, then we can start over and you can actually start being my good girl. How bout it angel?”

You looked at him angrily, “NO.” Robert raised his hand, giving you a warning smack on your cheek. “If you say no again you’ll be choking on my dick to.” There was a pregnant pause in the air for a moment before he spoke again, “if your mother gets home before we get started, it will be much much worse tonight.” With that you sighed and gave a quiet ‘alright’.

Kissing your forehead softly before following with a ‘good girl’. Pulling you in the living room, and sitting on the couch before tugging you over his lap.

Pulling your pants down, leaving you in your panties for a moment, “so pretty angel, you wear these panties for anyone else, hm?” Giving him a soft ‘no’ he gave a satisfied hum, tugging your panties down your ankles, and giving your ass a teasing smack. “Count.”

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Smack after smack went down painfully on your ass, at this point you were sobbing while counting, “twenty-five..” you just wanted it to be over, “twenty-seven..” your ass is bright red and hurts like shit, “your doing so good for daddy angel, just three more.” You gave him a whine, “twenty-nine..” you think the last one hurt the most because somehow you started crying even harder, “t-thirty…” Robert rubbed your ass soothingly, and put you on his lap. All you could do was hug him, and being in such a vulnerable state, you didn’t really care that you were clinging onto him with such urgency, “Aw, daddy’s sorry angel but you had to learn one way or another didn’t you sweet pea?” All you did was whine and bury your face in the crook of his neck, you can’t describe it, but he smelled good, “daddy..”

Robert smiled finally getting you wrapped around his finger, “did you learn your lesson?” With a burning red ass and no more fight in your body all you could do was nod your head yes.

Robert leaned down to grab your pants, accepting your answer as it is, “we need to get you cleaned up angel, we don’t need your mom finding you in such a humiliating mess honey..would hate to explain this to her wouldn’t you?” Nodding your head, and letting him wrap his arms around you. Maybe this isn’t to bad.

A/n: This isn’t usually like any of my other fic’s but I enjoyed writing it. I know it’s been a minute but I’m trying to go through my drafts at the moment!

#x reader #chris evans #chris evans x reader #chris evans headcanon #robert pronge x you #robert pronge x reader #Robert pronge #the iceman #Mr Freezy x reader #dark fic #dark Robert pronge x reader #chris evans drabble #chris evans character masterlist #chris evans character x reader #chris evans character fanfiction #chris evans x female reader #chris evans characters

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recschrisevans · 2 years

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Robert Pronge | recs

🌸fluff 🔥smut 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦family\pregnancy 🏃‍♀️angst

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starryevermore · 2 years

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starrysleepvoer: a 4k follower celebration

you’ve been invited to kayla’s 4k follower celebration sleepover! where is it? right in my askbox! when is it? it’s from SAT, JULY 9, 2022 at 5:00pm EST - FRI, JULY 15, 2022 at 5:00pm EST! what does this entail? keep reading to find out!

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🥃 blurbs

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i no longer write rpf, so please only send in characters. the characters you can pick from are as follows:

mcu characters: bucky barnes, sam wilson, steve rogers, natasha romanoff, wanda maximoff, peter parker, steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley, khonshu, layla el-faouly, kate bishop.

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if there is a character you would like me to write that does not fall within this list, please send an ask or message beforehand to see if i'm okay with that character.

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any oneshot or blurb is up for grabs.

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send in a “🍸” plus any game you would like me to play. games include but are not limited to:

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top 5

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georgiapeach30513 · 3 years

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Mr. Freezy Pops Masterlist

Life would have been so much easier for you if you didn’t have a random run in with Robert “Mr. Freezy” Pronge. Or was the meeting that random?

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12 ⭐COMPLETE⭐

Drabbles:

Sun Bathing, Little Bit of Blood, Pretty Girl Confessions, Who’s Your Daddy, Psychotic Trio, X-Cross, Extra Sensitive, A Mouth Almost as Good as..., Merry Christmas Freezy Baby, Make a Mess

Imagines: (these are requests and not part of Freezy/Pretty Girl/Cherry’s timeline)

I’m Not Him, It Was an Accident, Visiting Robert with the Twins, We’re Keeping It, Paul Returns, Then There Was Four

Headcanons:

Life With Paul

Sweet Cherry Pops: The Sequel

Read in Chronological Order

A/N: this is a dark!fic. Each part will have tags at the beginning of the story. Elements in this story will include dub con, murder, dead bodies, secrets, lies, branding, and heavy/dark smut. YOU are the one responsible for the content you consume.

*dividers created by @firefly-graphics

#mr freezy #robert pronge #soft!dark!mr freezy #dark!fic #Chris Evans #Chris Evans character #mr Freezy x reader #mr Freezy smut #Paul Diskant

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georgiapeach305132 · 3 years

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Main Masterlist

All updates and new fics will be over @georgiapeach30513 and then reblogged to this blog. You can find the Masterlist here

Series

Man Out of Time

The never ending story about OFC Charlie Allen and her travels through the MCU with Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes. I do not foresee this ending anytime soon, and I enjoy randomly writing chapter and shorts for it.

🖤

Desperate Affairs

Engaged to Andy Barber, and deeming him too safe, and only wanting to be intimate to get you pregnant, you start a sex only relationship with Ransom Drysdale. Nothing is ever easy, and you get yourself into a web of lies. Are you the only one lying? This has a whole heap of Chris Evans characters!

💋Part 1💋Part 2💋Part 2.5💋Part 3💋Part 4 💋Part 5💋Part 6💋Part 6.5💋Part 7💋Part 8💋Part 8.5💋Jake Jensen💋Part 9💋Part 9.5💋Meeting Andy💋Part 10💋Part 10.5💋Girl Talk💋Part 11💋Part12💋Part 13💋Part 14💋

🖤

Mr. Freezy Pops (Robert “Mr. Freezy” Pronge/Paul Diskant)

Life would have been so much easier for you if you didn’t have a random run in with Robert “Mr. Freezy” Pronge. Or was the meeting that random?

🍦Part 1🍦Part 2🍦Part 3🍦Part 4🍦Part 5🍦Part 6🍦Part 7🍦Part 8🍦Part 9🍦🍦Part 10🍦Part 11🍦 COMPLETE 🍦Part 12 *BONUS*🍦

Freezy Pops AU Drabbles/Headcanons

Sun Bathing

Little Bit of Blood

I’m Not Him

It Was an Accident

Pretty Girl Confessions

Visiting Robert with the Twins

We’re Keeping It

Life with Paul

Paul Returns

Who’s Your Daddy

Psychotic Trio

🖤

Captain/Soldier

When Steve Rogers is on the run, what’s his girlfriend to do when after a year she’s had no response from him? Well, she gets in a relationship with Soldier Boy

🛡Part 1🛡Part 2🛡Part 3🛡

Meeting Soldier Boy

🖤

Moon Rituals

As the last Moon Sprite you should stay safe behind your Faerie Ring but when a handsome Chase Collins waits for a Faerie outside of the ring. What does the witch want?

🌓Part 1🌗Part 2🌓Part 3🌗

🖤

The North Princess & The Seven Men

❄ Prologue ❄ Steve Rogers ❄Colin Shea ❄ Chris Beck ❄

One Shots

The majority of these are just random and wanting to have fun with different characters/scenarios. And because I’m a slut for Sebastian Stan and Chris Evans characters why not?

🖤

Sebastian Stan Characters

The Auction (Chris Beck)

Adventures in Underland (Jefferson/Mad Hatter)

Welcome to the Tea Party (Jefferson/Mad Hatter)

Dire Straits (Destroyer!Chris)

Here Kitty, Kitty, Kitty (Chase Collins)

Gossip Games (Carter Baizen)

Road Trip (Lance Tucker)

When You’re the Best of Friends (T.J. Hammond)

Just One Night (Frank)

🖤

Chris Evans Characters

Game Over (Jake Jensen)

On the Good Ship Ares (James Mace)

Dire Straits (Ari Levinson)

Johnny’s Little Firefly (Johnny Storm)

Gossip Games (Ransom Drysdale)

Just One Night (Jake Jensen)

🖤

Supernatural

The Three Sides of Dean Winchester

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wizardingfamilies · 3 years

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Iola Hitchens née Black

Disowned Members of the House of Black (2/8)

Much of what I am writing here is inspired on the following headcanons of Padfoot, Prongs and Polaroids and Starchildlazaro.

IOLA CRESSIDA HITCHENS (1853 - 1921)

Iola Cressida Hitchens, née Black, was born in 1853 in London, a few months after the premature death of her eldest brother, Sirius Black I, who had just turned eight years old.

She was the youngest child of Cygnus Black and Ella Black (née Max). She was the sister of Sirius, Phineas Nigellus and Elladora Black.

The three living siblings did not have much of what is called brotherly and sisterly affection. In fact, their entire childhood was spent on petty rivalries. Particularly among the sisters, Elladora and Iola, with just three years of difference, were permanently competing with one another. Elladora tended to surpass her sister, perhaps due to her cunning personality.

At Hogwarts, Iola was sorted into the Slytherin House.

At the age of fifteen, Cygnus Black, betrothed Iola Black’s hand to the second son of the Tripe family, much older than her. Iola was not happy - at all - and it was then that her attitude towards the family shifted. She did not rebel, she simply stopped caring.

It was during the summer of 1870, four weeks before she turned seventeen - when she was sent to spend some time at the Blishwick’s estate with her aunt Misapinoa - that she met the young Robert Hitchens, also known as Bob, the heir of a small parish in the county of Hampshire.

They happened to meet at a small chapel lost in the open fields of Bob’s parish, where they both run to in order to protect themselves from the sudden rain that started to fall from the sky.

They eventually met there again, by chance (or not!) in the following days and Iola find herself yearning for the sweet and brief moments of conversation with Bob in the mild summer afternoons in which he explained her all the Muggle Greek myths surrounding her name, telling her about Iole and Heracles and King Eurytus.

At the end of that summer, Iola Black eloped with Bob Hitchens and was therefore struck off the Black family tree. Iola was the second known disowned person in the Black family and the first to receive the label of blood traitor. She never finished her education at Hogwarts.

She married Bob Hitchens at the age of seventeen and, in time, she eventually renounced the use of magic, not because she was obliged to, but because she wished to adapt to a real Muggle life, particularly after the birth of her two Squib children: Osborne Hitchens (1871) and Roger Hitchens (1874), who grown up to be a righteous landowner and an attorney, respectively.

Despite her break off ties with the Black family, it was to her that Phineas Black II, her nephew, sought help when he too was disowned for supporting Muggle rights in 1902.

Iola lived with her family in the countryside until 1921, when she died at the age of 68, after contracting typhoid fever. Yet, Iola lived to see her children marry, and meet her grandchildren. In the end, she died with the honest belief she did it her way and she was happy with it.

#hp families #hp headcanon #black family #noble and most ancient house of black #house of black #iola black #Disowned members of the House of Black #my headcanons

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onsunnyside · 3 years

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𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀 𝗘𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘀 & 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 ➺ 𝙈𝙧. 𝙁𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙯𝙮 (𝙍𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙩 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙚)

Categories: The Iceman (TI) - AU

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For Mr. Freezy/Robert Pronge — I recommend checking out these authors:

@the-iceni-bitch - Mr. Freezy Masterlist

#Robert pronge #the iceman #mr freezy #mr freezy fanfiction #fic rec #fic recommendations #mr freezy fic rec #Robert pronge fic rec #Robert pronge au #mr freezy fanfic #mr freezy masterlist #mr freezy masterpost #chris evans characters #mr freezy imagine #mr freezy imagines

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babyjakes · 5 months

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devils roll the dice | n, s, mf | kinkmas 2023 | hitman!robert pronge x innocent!reader | prompts: sex tape + medfet

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puffy clit club | ice torture

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cottagecheese1 · 2 years

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° Robert pronge °

Knocking on the devils door (dark stepdad Robert Pronge x reader)

#x reader #chris evans #chris evans x reader #chris evans headcanon #robert pronge x you #robert pronge x reader #Robert pronge #the iceman #chris evans character masterlist

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marauders-guide-to-hogwarts · 7 years

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Marauders Headcanon #11

Harry was born three days after a full moon. Remus remembers it well- he was still undercover in a werewolf pack. He was hurting, worse than he ever had at Hogwarts. Being undercover and all, he couldn’t use any of the remedies that he had learned over the years, and there had been no Padfoot or Prongs or Wormtail to distract him. He remembered seeing the owl, perched on a nearby tree, a letter tied to it’s foot. He had panicked- something had to have been wrong, for one of the order to risk sending him a letter. He had taken it from the Owl and quickly shooed the little thing on it’s way, before sneaking away from the pack to read it. The message had contained 3 words, scrawled in Sirius’ unruly handwriting. Prongslette is here. Joy exploded in Remus’ chest. Lily had had her baby. James’ son. And they must be alright, because Sirius hadn’t mentioned anything being wrong. He grinned, folding the note up small and shoving it into his pocket, before turning to return to the pack.

Remus didn’t get to meet Harry until he was nearly a month old. When he finally returned to the outside world, it was nearing the full moon a second time. As soon as Remus apparated to Order headquarters, he was seized by a grinning Sirius who held out photos of a baby with dark hair and green eyes. Before Remus could so much as blink, Sirius was taking him to Godric’s Hollow with side-along apparation. James opened the door. He looked exhausted and rumpled, but he looked happy. He pulled Remus into a bone-crushing hug and let them in. Remus nearly cried when they walked in and saw Lily, asleep on the couch, baby Harry sleeping on her chest. He was small and helpless and perfect. James asked if he wanted to hold Harry. Remus looked so startled and frightened at the idea that James didn’t ask again.

Remus held Harry for the first time after that next full moon. Peter was on an order mission, and Remus refused to let James leave his brand-new son for him, so there was only Sirius that night. The next morning, Sirius apparated him to James and Lily’s, where James fussed over him as bad as Madame Pomfrey would have. Remus was propped up on the couch when Lily came over, a stern look on her face, and told him that he was going to hold her son. Before Remus could argue, she practically dropped Harry into his arms. Remus did cry, then, because Harry was so small. James, sitting in a chair across from the couch, laughed at him. (“Merlin, Moony, you’re crying more than Lily did, and she was pushing the kid out of h- Ow, Lily, that hurt!”)

Remus picked out Harry's first sweater, a dark red one with a little gold lion on the front. Lily laughed at her little Gryffindor.(James reminded everyone that, “We’ll love Harry no matter what house he’s in, and- oh, who am I kidding? That kid’s gonna be captain of the Gryffindor quidditch team, just like his father.”) In fact, Remus helped Lily pick out a lot of Harry’s things- baby blankets, clothing, toys, books, pacifiers, shoes, you name it. Remus was the only one Lily trusted to go shopping for the baby and not come back with something utterly ridiculous. (He did anyways, but Lily couldn’t fault him because he looked so happy doing it.)

Moony was Harry’s fifth word. It sounded more like Moo-ie, but it still made Remus cry and Sirius indignant. (“He’s my godchild, he’s supposed to love me best!” “Get over yourself, Padfoot, honestly.”) Harry’s favorite napping place was Remus. It wasn’t uncommon to find Harry in Remus’ arms, falling asleep as Remus read to him in a soothing, low voice. (Remus read him everything, from The Very Hungry Caterpillar to Robert Frost poetry.) As Harry got a little older, he loved to run his hands over the scars on Remus’ face. (”Wow, Pads, isn’t that usually your jo- Lily! That hurts!”) Remus let him, even when they were aching, because somehow baby Harry could look at his scars and laugh, and Remus thought that maybe watching the baby would teach him how to do the same. Despite Sirius being Harry’s godfather, Remus was the babysitter of choice. (Sirius usually came along, anyways.) He was more responsible than Sirius and more capable than Peter. The real reason, though, was because Lily and James knew that it was unlikely Remus would ever have kids of his own, and they wanted to give him everything they could of Harry.

The night James and Lily died, Remus was halfway across the country on Order business. He didn’t find out what had happened until after Sirius was in Azkaban, after Peter was dead, after Harry was gone to the Dursley’s. Remus returned to the house in Godric’s Hollow the day he found out, because he had to see it for himself. The bodies had already been removed, but there were still devastating thing to be found. He found James’ wand, lying on the couch. He found one of Harry’s socks, abandoned on the living room floor. He found Lily’s favorite blanket, crumpled on the floor. He found James’ broom, propped up by the back door like James was planning to go flying. He found the basket of books Remus had read to Harry upended in the nursery. He found Harry’s crib, empty and cold. He found that little red sweater Remus had bought him nearly a year ago, abandoned on the changing table. A few of it’s threads were loose. Remus stared at that sweater for a long, long time. The next day, he went by number 4 Privet drive. A woman holding a fat, screaming baby with a long, skinny neck opened the door. Remus introduced himself as a friend of Lily and James’, and asked if he could see Harry. The woman slammed the door in his face. Remus tried again the next day, and the next. On the third day, a thick man with a large mustache opened the door and told him that if he didn’t stop calling, he would call the police. Remus would have kept going back, but Dumbledore told him to leave Harry be. Remus was devastated, but he couldn’t disobey Dumbledore.

Remus met Harry again on the train. That awful, awful train ride. Remus had woken to the cold chill of the dementors, the memory of James and Lily’s death playing at the edge of his mind. He had cast the patronus spell, looked around the compartment, and seen James crumpled on the floor. Remus had nearly lost it right then, seeing his dead friend lying on the floor. It took him far too long to realize that it wasn’t James. It was Harry. His Harry, his Prongslette, the child he loved like his own flesh and blood. He looked so much like James that it physically hurt. Remus had to leave the compartment, had to compose himself for a moment. When he returned, he asked, “Are you alright, Harry?” Harry didn’t ask how Remus knew his name. Remus wished he had.

He really, really wished he had.

#Remus Lupin #remus lupin is my favorite marauder #Sirius Black #James Potter #Lily Evans #lily evans potter #peter pettigrew #Harry Potter #baby harry #baby harry headcanons #prisoner of azkaban #harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban #Headcanon #Marauders #the marauders #marauders era #marauders headcanon #marauders quotes

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slothspaghettiwrites · 3 years

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Imagine prince!Justin venturing deep into the woods in search of a missing princess. He stumbles upon a small cottage and heads inside. Only to be cornered by orc!Pronge.

The orc laughs at the prince’s attempt at striking him with his sword. He breaks it with his bare hands. Before Justin could run from the beast, he loses his balance.

It’s been a while since the orc had fresh meat. His entire hand is spread across the younger man’s head as he violently ruts into the poor prince.

It was a stupid decision to venture in the forest alone. Especially during orc mating season.

Just a gonna slide my pajamas off. Don't mind me. Certainly not gonna be thinking about this all goddamn day now.

Uuughhhhhhh

Furthering my headcanon that Robert calls Justin Princess and tells him is dick is his princess parts to be demeaning and vicious.

#sloth asks #justin capshaw x robert pronge #the train to hell just got a whole lot hotter #NOW WITH MONSTERS #orc!robert pronge #tw non con #dark fic #nonnie #why you gotta make my pussy throb so early in the morning?

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babyjakes · 2 years

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