I stan Harr Silver

Cricket | Ikemen Series, Obey Me, Twisted Wonderland, HSR, Genshin Impact | I often write | MY THIRST FOR HARR SILVER IS UNQUENCHABLE

[youreawizardharr]

Masterlist

Disclaimer: I do not own images or characters that are not of my creation

A list of works for my IkeRev OC

Cradle Headcanons - History of the Chapman family and information about Cradle

Magical Capabilities - Unique form of magic the Chapman Family possesses

Trademarks and Traditions - The Chapman Family traditions and beauty marks

Country of Glass - Coming Soon

Aesthetic Boards

Eirene Chapman

Erza Chapman

Harr Silver

Arion Chapman

Andrasta Silver

Writing Prompts [Asks]

Invasive Questions - 1 ||

Character Information

Eirene Beverly Chapman - The main character of my story and the heiress of the Chapman Family

Hobbies - What Eirene does in her free time

Snippet 1 - How Erza and Maryam met

Snippet 1.5 - When Eirene was conceived and where she was raised

Ginger - Harr and Loki imported Ginger from overseas as a surprise for Eirene's birthday

Love Letter - A love letter Harr and Eirene wrote to one another during their separation

Arion Odysseus Chapman - The villain of my story; first cousin of Eirene ; ally of Amon Jabberwock

Random Facts - Trivia about Arion Chapman

Andrasta Moira Silver - The only daughter of Harr Silver and Eirene Chapman ; heiress of the Chapman Family ; renowned witch of Cradle

Cradlesona Events

School Days AU - An alternative universe where Erza Chapman lives and Eirene was raised in Cradle rather than the Land of Reason

▶ Dreamer's Curse AU - Coming Soon

Written Works

Heartbreak of Betrayal [Loki Genetta x Eirene Chapman] - A oneshot written for Loki Genetta appreciate week. This is more or less a what if scenario about Loki's unrequited love for Eirene

[cow-goes-moozart]

MC: has anyone seen my phone?

Sebastian: it was beeping when you were taking a nap and I saw that you've had only four percent left, so I plugged it to a charger in the living room for you

MC: oh great thanks :)

[20 minutes later]

MC, crying: I WANT TO MARRY HIM RIGHT NOW

Mozart: oh my GOD LET GO OF ME

[another-lost-mc]

Pet

When the demon brothers put you in harm's way, Barbatos steps in to save you, whether you want him to or not.

BARBATOS & gn!Reader 1.4k words | NSFW | Yandere Barbatos | Forced Imprisonment Content warnings: Yandere thoughts/behaviours, memory flashbacks, forced imprisonment, mentions of starvation/forced feeding, mentions of animal cruelty/death, minor mentions of blood, Stockholm Syndrome. A/N: Without giving too much away, their relationship is platonic in this installment. Please read the content warnings before continuing. The Creepy Castle AU [Part 3] PREVIOUS

Barbatos waits for his young master to settle into bed for the evening, and then he heads to the kitchen. The castle is quiet this time of night and he doesn’t worry about being observed. He hums quietly when he sets a tray on the countertop and begins preparing a late snack for you. 

Your appetite still isn’t what it used to be, and you can’t stomach the rich foods he would normally make for you. It doesn’t take long to heat up a piece of dry toast, and he puts a handful of plump, purple hellberries into a small bowl. Once he’s satisfied, he leaves the kitchen with the tray. He can’t help but smile - you used to be so stubborn about eating before.

When Barbatos first brought you to his room, you refused to eat everything he offered you. He knew you must be starved by now - it’s been far too long since you last ate something. You weren’t tempted by the food he gave you, or the desperate bargains he tried to make with you to get you to eat.

Barbatos did what he needed to do, and he frowned when you squirmed in his hold. “I don’t want to do this, but you leave me no choice,” he reminded you when he finally forced your mouth open to feed you himself.

“I promised to take care of you. I’m all that you have now.” He shushed you when you sputtered awkwardly and liquid dripped from the corners of your mouth.

After he fed you, he made sure you were cleaned up and kept warm. He held you close to his chest until you stopped trembling. He hoped you found his heartbeat against your ear comforting. “I’ll bring you something to eat tomorrow, so please try not to be stubborn. I don’t want to force you again - but I will, if I must.”

When Barbatos slips into his room and locks the door behind him, he sets the tray on his nightstand. He’s excited to see you after a long day by the prince’s side. Sometimes he’s able to find a few spare minutes to sneak away and see you, but most days he’s simply too busy and can’t leave his post. You occupy his thoughts when he’s not with you.

You’re still fast asleep when he checks on you. You’re buried under the plush bedding he purchased specially for you. He hides you in a dark, secluded part of his room where no one would dare think to search for you. He even modified the space with magic to make it larger and more comfortable.

You must sense his presence because you stir and blink sleepily, looking around in a daze before you realize he’s kneeling beside you. He offers his hand to help lift you out of your bed, and you greet him happily. Barbatos believes you trust him now, finally. It didn’t always used to be this way.

Barbatos flinched when you bit him. He expected some resistance from you, perhaps some anger while you adjusted to your new living conditions, but you never tried to hurt him before. 

He was livid.

“You take for granted everything I’ve done for you,” he hissed, and you cowered away from him. He wasn’t yelling, but his tone was sharp and deadly; his eyes flashed with a hint of violence. “I’ve changed parts of myself to accommodate you, because I wanted to help you.”

He glanced away, convincing no one that he was unaffected by your rejection. “Perhaps some time apart will remind you not to bite the hand that feeds you.”

In the days since that incident, Barbatos was true to his word and avoided you. He brought you food like clockwork - you started eating on your own, thankfully - but he barely spared you a glance when he left the dish by your side.

He left you as quickly as he came, and he refused to acknowledge you or speak to you. He shrunk your living quarters so they were even smaller than before, barely giving you room to move about freely, and he left you shrouded in darkness.

You were used to listening to him talk about his day, usually while he held you in his bed in the late hours of the evening. This new, unusual silence hurt you. You missed the warm candlelight of his room, and his soft voice and gentle touches. You missed him, but you didn’t know how to tell him.

Barbatos became increasingly distracted as the tension with you weighed heavily on his mind. He had no doubt what he was doing was the best for you. He didn’t want to punish you like this. He only wanted you to understand that he was trying to care for you the best he could. He knew it was worth it. He cared about you, and he hoped one day you would care for him too.

He must’ve been so distraught over you that his mask of indifference cracked. One afternoon, Diavolo sensed something was bothering him and took pity on his friend. Barbatos was dismissed earlier than normal from his duties. He wasn’t used to having this much spare time, and he didn’t want to waste this chance. It was nearly two weeks ago when you hurt him - perhaps you would be more reasonable now.

Barbatos went straight to his private quarters, but he sensed something was wrong as soon as he entered the room. He heard the rat before he saw it; it was making quiet, snarling sounds as it approached the dark corner where Barbatos kept you.

Instinct took over, and the disgusting creature didn't stand a chance. He was only grateful that you didn’t have to watch what happened next. He cleaned the blood off himself and the floor before he checked on you.

He visibly sighed in relief when he realized you were startled but otherwise unharmed. You shook with fear in the corner of your bed. Perhaps you weren’t very fond of rats either. 

“It’s gone now,” he promised quietly, eyes suddenly blurry with tears. All his anger and frustration melted away when he realized nothing else mattered except that you were safe. “I’m so sorry I wasn’t here sooner. I’m sorry for everything.”

When he offered you his hand again, you didn’t hesitate to accept him.

Barbatos watches you eat and sets aside the leftovers once you're finished. He lays on his bed and settles against his pillows. He lifts you to his chest so you can rest against him.

Even he has to admit that this arrangement was uncomfortable at first, and more than a little bit strange. When he looks at you now, safe and happy with him in the quiet sanctuary he’s built for you, he’s sure now he made the right choice to bring you here.

It’s only by a stroke of luck that he’s the one that found you. The accident happened nearly two months ago. He knew he couldn’t trust your safety to Lucifer and his brothers - not when they’re the ones that got you into this mess to begin with.

Barbatos is gentle when he strokes you, and he watches you fall asleep. You’re so delicate.

“Oi, what was that for, Levi?!”

“You haven’t paid me back the money you owe me!”

You were putting alchemy supplies back on the shelf in the potions lab when you heard the demon brothers arguing nearby. You’re not sure who knocked into you from behind, but you grunted from the force and lost your balance. You stumbled forward and banged into one of the storage shelves. When you regained your bearings, you looked up just in time to see the bottles of strange liquids and substances rock haphazardly before they fell towards you.

A booming explosion rocked the floor, and your demon friends rushed towards the cloud of noxious fumes that the volatile mixture of ingredients created.

“No one is allowed any closer until we make sure it’s not dangerous—“ the professor said when he stepped in front of Mammon.

“But someone is in there!” Levi yelled. Mammon and Levi both shouted your name desperately even as the rest of their classmates dragged them back.

By the time Diavolo and Lucifer arrived to investigate the accident, there was no trace of you. The only evidence of your survival was your pact marks with each of the brothers that remained intact, but they couldn’t find you anywhere.

Barbatos strokes the little mouse sleeping on his chest with the gentlest touch of his bare finger. Sometimes he thinks about changing you back. He knows he should. It took him so long to accept you like this, but he admits that he enjoys it now. It’s difficult for him not to, not when you curl against his hand and trust him to keep you safe.

Perhaps he’ll keep you like this a little longer.

[obeymeswd-incorrect-quotes]

Mammon: never gonna make you cry

Asmodeus: never gonna say goodbye

MC: never gonna tell a lie

Belphegor: I will hurt you

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ASMODEUS: Name things that could ruin a first date, go! MAMMON: Shittin' in your pants? DIAVOLO: Saying I love you? MC: Killing them? EVERYONE: ... BELPHEGOR: ..You're still mad about that, aren't you?

[worlds-smallestviolin]

Comte: Did you baby proof the kitchen like I asked you to?

Leonardo: Yup.

*Meanwhile*

babyIsaac: *enters the kitchen*

Arthur and Dazai: *standing there holding apples*

Arthur: Hey, Newt!

Isaac: *Runs out screaming*

[namine-somebodies-nobody]

Arthur: *at Starbucks* Can I get a venti vanilla latte with um, seven espresso shots.

Theo: *in line behind them* Jesus Christ, just do cocaine.

[namine-somebodies-nobody]

MC: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast?

Arthur: Several traffic violations.

Theo: Three counts of resisting arrest.

Dazai: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks.

Isaac: Also, that’s not our car.

[namine-somebodies-nobody]

Vlad: Faust, you look deep in thought. Is something wrong?

Faust: Did you know you can look at any object and know what it’s like to lick it? Even if you’ve never touched it before?

Vlad: I’m never asking you anything ever again.

[namine-somebodies-nobody]

Dazai: I really like this whole ‘good guy, bad guy’ thing you guys have going on.

Faust: It’s not an act. It’s just that Charles is nice, and I'm not.

[namine-somebodies-nobody]

Theo: I wish I got more sleep. I only got six hours.

Mozart: Six? I only got three.

Isaac: You guys got sleep?

Arthur: *comes stumbling out of his room and grabs a jug of coffee* What year is it??

[youreawizardharr]

(Harr Silver x Eirene Chapman)

Fandom: Ikemen Revolution

Characters: Harr Silver

Genre: ---

Prompt: ---

Pairing: Harr Silver x Eirene Chapman

Warnings: Mentions of Blood and Violence

Tagging: @rairahime

Disclaimer: I do not create Harr, credits to Cybird for creating a character I love so much

Notes: Thank you @otomememento  for beta reading this story. I’m sorry for bothering you. This took me a long time to write and finish. I'm not confident with this little fic, but here it is. I hope you enjoy. This is my first attempt at writing something like this. I'm used to writing with another person, you see. So writing in this format is complicated for me. And while constructive criticism is very much appreciated, you don't have to be rude about it.

Harr sensed the soldiers the moment they stepped through the treeline, lifting the hood of his cloak to conceal himself from view as he casted a simple teleportation spell. The area was bathed in a light blue illumination, leaving no traces that he had been there at all. Arriving at his destination, peeking over the side of a tree, the wizard eyed the group of soldiers, his ears picking up on their conversation.

"Where do you think the girl is? This forest doesn't appear to be ending anytime soon." The lone soldier complained, following the others. He stepped over a fallen log in the middle of the man-made trail, readjusting his anti-magic rifle. "The Magic Tower gave us clues about where to find the girl. That clue led us here, so she's somewhere in this forest." The captain responded calmly, then glared down at the low ranking soldier. "If the Commander heard you complaining, he'd punish you severely for your insubordination. He wants her alive, so make sure you don't harm her. Accidentally, or otherwise. Do I make myself perfectly clear? He already has plans for her." The other soldiers saluted their captain in response, pressing onward with renewed vigor, intending to carry out the commander's orders even if it meant their deaths.

As Harr stepped backwards, he made the simple mistake of snapping a twig in half with his left boot. The noise alerted the small group of soldiers. "Aye, it appears we have some company." The captain silently made a command with a hand gesture, walking in the direction where the noise came from. Harr gritted his teeth as he attempted to get away from the soldiers before they noticed his presence, however, a hand grabbed his upper arm, the expression on Harr's face contorted in pain as the fingers of the soldier keeping him in place dug into the fabric of his cloak. The skin along that area felt tender the longer the other man continued to grip him firmly. Harr was pulled and shoved along before he made eye contact with whom he assumed was the leader of the group, pressing his lips into a thin line, schooling the expression on his face as not to give them the satisfaction of showing emotion.

"Well, well, well." The captain approached Harr, his lips forming a wicked grin, forcing the wizard down onto his knees on the ground, while a soldier kept Harr in place. "The Magic Tower told us about a wizard living out here. I never thought one of our targets would make the job easier. Isn't this a nice surprise?" The man was given incoherent, verbal agreement from his subordinates. "Since you so kindly offered yourself without any trouble, I'm going to give you a chance to tell us where the girl is." Harr refused to bargain with them. He loved Eirene too much to give her up. The captain frowned, clearly displeased. "Don't make this any harder for yourself. All we want is the girl. Our Commander harbors no ill will towards you people. He just has some unfinished business and it involves that girl. Now, tell us where she is." Callous fingers quickly removed the hood to forcefully yank Harr's head back by his hair. The pain along his scalp caused the muscles in his face to twitch in response to the harsh treatment. The eye that wasn't obscurred by a silver mask weaved back and forth, studying the captain's oily and sweaty features.

"The sooner you give us her location, the sooner all of this mayhem will end."

Harr remained silent, which angered the captain, grunting when the older man sent a balled fist against the left side of his face. The wizard fell backwards onto the ground due to the force of the blow, his left ear ringing, as a seering pain emitted along his bottom lip where he must have accidentally bitten down from the impact of the punch. With his eye squeezed shut, Harr shifted slightly, the scent of moist dirt, leaves and iron reached his nose, pain radiating in the left side of his jaw. A bruise was likely forming. That much was obvious by how much his face swelled up in a matter of moments. Though all he could focus on was the pain and how disoriented he felt.

Before long, the sensation of two hands grabbing a hold of his cloak made Harr open his eye in time to watch the soldier who captured him minutes ago force him to sit upright, releasing his cloak to step away. The captain impatiently paced back and forth, feeling the wizard's gaze following him. "Why are you refusing to give her up? Don't you want this war to end? Don't you want peace to be returned?" The man stopped pacing to coldly regard Harr. "We know you have her hidden somewhere; the Magic Tower was forthcoming with information, after all. So staying quiet won't help you, wizard." While his silence could be taken for defiance, Harr was actually contemplating his next move, eyeing the soldiers while gauging the chances of defeating them. There were at least five in total. All were carrying weapons made to be utilized against magic wielders. He's heard of the term anti-magic through his dealings with merchants from overseas. If these Glassian soldiers were to use these anti-magic weapons, his magic would be useless against them. It didn't mean he was powerless, though. He just had to be patient and coordinate accordingly.

[aquagirl1978]

For the characters I would like to see written by you cause I can not get enough of them from IkeVamp Jean Ikeprince Luke Ikesen Kennyo Ikerev Harr whetever fluff or smuts totally up to you you write them both wonderfully 😉 If I have to choice these characters inspire fluff Thank you for this anazing opportunity I can not wait to see all your creations 😍😍 Have a wonderful day 😉

Hi Julie, thank you for this request - I couldn't decide which suitors to write for, so I wrote some headcanons for them all. Hope you enjoy. And Happy early Birthday to Jean!

Part of the 'Tis the Season for Love Content Creator Challenge hosted by @voltage-vixen and @xxsycamore - prompt: sipping hot chocolate and then stealing a kiss

SIPPING HOT CHOCOLATE AND STEALING A KISS - IKEMEN SERIES HEADCANONS (Jean d'Arc, Luke Randolph, Harr Silver, Kennyo)

Jean d'Arc

It was a particularly cold day; even sitting by the fire in the mansion didn't do much to warm you.

Jean noticed you were shivering and wrapped you in his arms. You gazed into his violet eyes and had a better idea.

You took him by the hand and led him to the kitchen. "You didn't want to cuddle?" he asked?

"Let's make some hot chocolate together."

Jean looked at you funny.

"Jean...have you never had hot chocolate before?"

He blinked at you. "Hot...chocolate?"

Oh boy.

You started to pull out the ingredients, grateful that Sebastian kept a well stocked kitchen.

You showed Jean how to whisk the cocoa powder into the warm milk, placing your hand over his when he began to whisk the milk to a near pulp.

"Slow down, Jean. Like this." Your fingers grazed his, the warmth from the stove much needed and comforting.

You remained behind him, wrapping your free arm around his waist in a tender embrace, recalling memories of your youth and how your mother would make this same recipe for you on cold winter days.

When the drink was done, you poured it into two mugs and brought it back to the salon where the fire was still roaring.

Bringing your mug to your lips, you lightly blew on the beverage. Jean watched you, and followed in your steps.

"Gentle...you don't want to spill your drink," you warned him.

Jean waited for you to take the first sip. Bringing the mug to his mouth he took a small sip. "How do you like it?"

"It's hot," he replied with a small smile. "It's good."

He then stole a quick kiss leaving a smile on your lips.

"You had some on your mouth," he said. "It tastes better from your lips," he added, taking another sip from his mug.

Luke Randolph

Luke firmly held your hand, his large hand warm on this cold day, as you both walked through the winter markets.

"I'm running low on my favorite honey and I was hoping to find the stand here that sold it," he said, craning his neck searching for his favorite shop.

You smiled, knowing how much your bear loved his honey. You kept an eye out too as you passed stalls selling scarves and hats and cakes and teas.

But no honey in sight.

"Mhmm, that smells good," Luke announced.

You took in a deep breath, the scent of warm chocolate filling your lungs. "Care to take a break and grab a beverage?"

"Sounds great," he replied, leading you to take source of the delicious scent.

You soon found the source of the scent - a cart selling piping hot mugs of hot chocolate.

After the merchant handed you each a mug, you took a moment to breathe in the rich chocolate aroma.

Luke quickly took a large gulp from his drink. "It's not honey, but it's sweet." He smiled at you as you both savored the warm drink in silence.

After you both drained your mugs, you continued on your search for honey. But you did not have far to go.

"Luke, look!" you called out, spotting the sweet and sticky substance nestled not far from the hot chocolate stand.

Luke's grass green eyes widened as he stopped in his tracks. He turned to you and gave you a quick kiss.

"What was that for?" you asked, surprised.

"If you hadn't suggested stopping for hot chocolate, we might not have found the honey. So thank you."

Luke stole one final kiss before heading towards the jars of honey. "The honey might be sweet, but you are sweeter."

Harr Silver

Harr and Loki had been out all afternoon by the lake catching fish for dinner.

It was a chilly, winter day and you wanted to surprise them with a treat. You thought there would be nothing sweeter than to return home to a fresh pot of hot chocolate.

After gathering all the ingredients, you happily brewed the drink, excited to surprise them with the treat.

Loki bounced through the door first. He gave a quick wave and mumbled something about needing to check something in his room.

Harr soon followed after, carrying a small basket of fish. Smiling, you greeted him and took the basket from him to bring into the kitchen.

When you returned, you were carrying two cups of hot chocolate, the steam still rising from the top.

"I thought you'd like something hot after spending the afternoon out in the cold," you said, handing him a mug.

Harr smiled softly at you, quietly thanking you. "This is quite good," he commented, after taking a sip.

"I only wish Loki had stayed to join us." You had grown use to the family unit the three of you created since moving into the treehouse. While you appreciated alone time with Harr, you also enjoyed spending time with Loki as well.

Harr's eyes narrowed, his silver gaze darkening. "I must disagree."

A slight flush crept on your cheeks, a soft smile spread on your lips.

Harr leaned over and kissed you, his lips sweet from the hot chocolate. "I will never turn down the opportunity to spend time alone with you," he whispered.

Kennyo

"Have you ever had hot chocolate?" you asked Kennyo as you walked hand in hand down the modern day streets of Japan.

Having traveled through the wormhole to present time, Kennyo was like a fish out of water, much like you were when you first traveled through the wormhole to the Sengoku period.

You had wanted Kennyo to experience all of your favorite things while you were here. When you passed by the cafe, the familiar aroma of warm chocolate wafting through the air, you suddenly felt a craving for the hot beverage on this winter day.

It felt good to come inside from the chilly wind and quickly found a spot in a secluded corner.

You ordered the drinks - plain, no whipped cream or marshmallow so that the pure chocolate taste could be appreciated.

Kennyo smiled as you passed him the beverage, his finger grazing yours, lingering longer than it should.

Taking a sip, the chocolate was sweet on your tongue, its warmth easing the winter chill in your bones.

Peering over the rim of your mug, you were curious if Kennyo was enjoying it.

"I like it," he replied with a small smile. "But next time," he said gesturing to the other patrons in the cafe, "I want that fluffy stuff and toppings on mine like they're having."

Giggling, you stole a kiss from him, his lips warm and sweet, happy to experience all your favorite things with the man you loved.

[chaosangel767]

True Alliance

Fandom: Ikemen Prince 

Pairing: Licht x F!Reader x Keith 

Prompt: Enchanted Evenings: Day 13 - Foodplay 

CW: Food play, nippleplay, fingering, facefucking, multiple orgasms, double penetration, double vaginal penetration, dirty talk, rough sex, creampie

WC: 2050+

AN Notes: So I got into a conversation with a whole bunch of discord friends and this idea got planted in my head… I think its safe to say I enjoyed it. 

Tagging: @thewitchofbooks , @queen-dahlia , @canaria-blackwell , @kissmetwicekissmedeadly , @aquagirl1978 , @themysticalbeing , @devildomwritersposts , @luvrsn , @namine-somebodies-nobody , @atelieredux , @violettduchess , @sarahann-1984 , @kpop-and-otome , @citizensofcradle , @curious-skybunny , @littlewitty , @lordsisterxotome , @ariamichel - If your name is crossed out I was unable to tag you. If you want to be tagged/untagged please let me know or fill out this form here.

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*Before Halloween* 🎃👀👀

[youreawizardharr]

Ikemen Prince

Welp. I joined another bandwagon, of sorts. The moment I saw that the game was to be released in english, I immediately pre-registered, so it could automatically download on my phone.

You can guys can follow me on the game uwu

Player I.D: P5M5EMDZL