#chase x darling

[froggywentaprincin]

There are currently around 1386 fics on fanfiction.net for Ever After High. Of these, 367 fics are tagged with at least one ship (As in, [Character, Character] or [Character, Character, Character])

Above are the Top 15 tagged ships!

Below are all the tagged ships, in order of how much they are tagged:

+There is one tagged Apple X Milton and I am horrified. It’s in spanish so I really hope it is just a terrible misunderstanding.

This data taken on May 5th, 2024.

[sandy7h3oddboi]

i have to make an announcement...

bi4bi chaseling

thank you for your attention

[nobitchs-world]

When y/n gets too annoying to the point you want to stop reading

[xixovart]

if annabeth had been taken by juno instead you know perfectly well she would’ve remembered percy. bc percy was the first to acknowledge her as a person and not a warrior or an error. the only reason juno didn’t take annabeth was because percy would’ve pulled a ‘rage of achilles’ type shit

[sadly-never-after]

Please tell me at least someone here can see my vision. I’ve been killing myself cropping this.

(Also feel free to ask me about my vision as well)

[dangergirl64]

LOOK AT THIS

It's my self-insert OC Danger and my beautiful police husband😭😭

Big thank you to @vxlkt for making this!!❤️❤️❤️❤️

[lantanasmuttyfanfics]

What are your favourite ships?

Honestly you guys please send more of these questions. I love answering them and I feel like you get to know me more with them

Anyway this is a tough question… I have many ships that I like but favorites? (Please no hate, these are my opinions)

- Evil queen x Good king

- Red riding hood x bad wolf

- Daring x Lizzie

- Daring x Rosabella (Ik Ik controversial but I’m a sucker for a beauty and the beast story even if it’s a very poorly done one)

- Dexter x Raven

- Darling x Chase Redford

- Alistair x Bunny

-Ashlynn x Briar

-pied piper x Cheshire Cat (iyk yk)

Etc…

Honestly I could go on forever but it’s just impossible to chose and I’m sure I have forgotten some really great ones but these are the ones I could come up with on the top of my head

[athena-xox]

My current thoughts on what I used to ship when I was younger watching eah.

Hopper/Briar: I was absolutely obsessed with them when I was younger. Why??? They had no chemistry. Bribelle superiority.

Dexter/Raven: I shipped them but I wasn’t a big fan of them… now I love them. The bi4bi loser bf x cool loser gf swifties have my heart.

Daring/Lizzie: YES. I WAS SO REAL FOR THIS. THEYRE STILL MY FAV. Also in my diaries when I was younger I essentially wrote fanfiction. I know that I wrote some Dizzie but I can’t find it ://

Faybelle/Heath Burns: literally so random. Idk where I got this from. In one of the ‘fanfictions’ in my diaries that I wrote I did write a mh/eah cross over and I’m pretty sure it had them in it.

Alistair/Bunny: yeah I still like it. They’re pretty boring. I wish that the curse affected them. Like made them crazy in an evil way. Because that would be interesting.

Chase/Darling: I LOVED THEM SM. believe it or not I also wrote a ff in my diary about them. It’s the only one of the fanfics that I’ve found. I think they had a really interesting dynamic and I would rewatch way too wonderland just for them. I still really like them it’s just… dappling takes the cake.

[ringo-ichigo]

Darling Charming x Chase Redford?

I don't really ship them as much as Darling and Apple, and I'm super busy with my final round of classes but enjoy my rushed doodle.

[averyy-rae]

Dear God,...

Yandere Story/Scenario

Part 1 (here) Part 2

Summary: The darling is trying to escape from their yandere boyfriend's and is currently being chased through the woods.

Warnings: Violence, chasing, escape attempt, obsessive behavior, toxic relationship, (sorta) yandere harem, wounds, mentions of emotional abuse.

Note: This is from the darlings perspective, let me know (if anyone reads/likes this) if you want a second part or the boyfriend's perspective. Please give me feedback, this is my first publish on here. :)

Have fun reading.

Darlings POV:

I just ran.

I'm still running.

...

As I'm running, I'm already out of breath. Everything passes by me in a blur. I cant feel my legs. Hell. I cant feel anything.

My mind is too clouded with adrenaline and fear to care about all the scratches and wounds I've collected on my escape so far. I keep tripping, but I stand up on weak, wobbly legs, forcing myself to keep running. To keep going. My whole body is aching, as every fiber of my body is begging me to stop running and take rest. To just lay against the next tree, or even on the dirty floor.

I wish to just stop.

I wish to just collapse on floor and be swallowed whole by it. Not having to worry about anything..., not having to worry about th-

Suddenly my mind goes blank.

as I'm, what feels like being thrown to the floor- I got knocked off my feet mid run. The air gets knocked out of me. Everything happens in a blur and time seems to stop. The only thing I can feel for a moment is my heart stopping.

Only for a split second - I'm outside of my body.

Only for a split second - I'm not myself.

'How I wish that was true'.

The next thing I know is. - I'm on the floor, trying to gather my senses. My adrenaline rush seems to wear off. I can hear again, but it's not pleasant, I can hear ragged- enraged breathing.

My heart beats faster, my fear growing as I realize...

He-.... I cut myself off. No... I know better.

They caught me. I feel dread starting to consume me at the thought. Too scared to confirm, I just lay there.

I can suddenly feel every single wound ; every single scratch on my body. All the hasty running and panicked tripping wore me out. As if that wasn't enough, my mind plagues me with horrid thoughts. 'I don't want to be proven right, not this time dear god. I beg you' My mind screams. I know.., the moment I open my eyes.

I will see those eyes.

Those eyes I learned to fear.

Those eyes I was supposed to obey.

Their eyes.

I can feel them on me. So many pairs of eyes. Roaming my face.. my body, longing to get a look into my deepest thoughts. I know they are waiting-

They want to search my eyes for regret, remorse, anything to stop them. I can feel their enraged stares, accompanied by their breathing. 'Danger' my subconsciousness screams.

I had learned to respect them. I crossed the line before, I tried to run. They've  never hurt me.. 'Physically' my subconsciousness reminds me. 'But this time...I've gone too far', even I realize that. But it's too late.

They want my regret, they want me to beg ; but I can't get myself to regret my decision right now. And my pride still stops me from begging for forgiveness. So I fear what will happen to me when I open my eyes. As much as I wished that I could, I can't lay here forever. I know their patience is growing thinner by the second. I fear I will anger them so much, they won't forgive me this time.

For the first time I fear for my well-being in their presence. I fear...

for my life.

So I take one last shaky breath, stopping my seemingly endless train of thoughts and open my eyes. I immediately wish I didn't. What I'm seeing... I wouldn't have been able to imagine.

'gruesome-'

My thoughts immediately get cut off as he raises his voice to speak. I think at this point, I'm as pale as a corpse. I can hear him trying to suppress the rage in his voice as he says ; a little too sweetly...

"Tag you're it, sweetheart.. "

[froggywentaprincin]

[lionmythflower]

What are your top eah ships ?

oooh ok um lets see

I do like apple and darling but darling and Blondie are also rlly cute

And blonde n Cupid

daring and sparrow are one of my obsessions rn

Same w Alistair and chase

Lizzie ,maddie and kitty are very cute I love them

But also Maddie, kitty, Lizzie,bunny and Alistair as a big polycule

Brair and faybelle are also cute!!

But I'm also a big multi shipper

So it quite often changes lol

I js hyper focus on a few ships at a time lol

[nobitchs-world]

My ancestors looking down at me as I talk about how much I love white men

[peach-sea]

My @eah-exchange gift for @nothingtoseehd! Happy holidays!

[giddlywinks]

Giddy Mag #5: Secret Circle

This is a story about devastatingly lonely seclusion and how to find your people in that forgotten space with two gas stations, a haunted church, and endless untapped magic.

"And in my pain, I did wonder where was I to go now?"

"At Weddings, I find myself Hollow."

God, sisters, for me, please?

"Sleight of Hand"

"A Vision -Up Close"

"The dark night of the soul"

Terrible things happened in this place. It's why I don't come back. It's so dark. Please, there is no way out.

We are bound to each other in that we will never be free.

"I know, I saw, I survived"

Maybe I am loved now?

"Creation: We can chuckle because you are very beautiful to me."

"A Vision- Personal"

Walk through the portal and go to otherside.

"Volatility meter raised to the psychic warfare"

"The Inside-Magic of utmost grace and power. This your labyrinth. Climb higher."

What did you see there?

And they never die...

[banned-for-horny]

Please write a fanfic of them I am on my hands and knees BEGGING🙏

(If you want no biggie)

Kylar might have messed up. Just a little.

Originally, the plan had just been to get Sydney kicked out of the temple. He knows they take a vow of chastity and participate in monthly examinations, and that anyone deemed 'impure' would be excommunicated. But that means finding a way to break Sydney's belt AND virginity, and Kylar is saving all of himself for you.

So now here he is. Sitting on an unconscious Sydney in the middle of an empty library, picking the lock to his chastity belt.

Kylar rolls his neck. "The things I do for love..."

All he'd wanted was for Sydney to just...stay away from you. That's it! But you seem so fond of the library clerk, and Sydney's social circle is a bit too wide to risk making him just disappear. Plus, he'd been Kylar's own friend before...well, everything, and he's not that heartless enough to do that to one of his first friends.

Which didn't leave Kylar with much of a choice. Some chloroform was all he'd needed. He has to admit, though-whatever brand the Temple buys their belts from, they're annoyingly complex. It's been ten minutes so far and he doubts he's even gotten the pins in the right place.

Beneath him, Sydney groans. Kylar tenses, neck aching from how quickly he snaps around. The teen is still unconscious, black hair (that YOU must have chosen for Sydney because you must have a thing for dark hair, obviously. For once, Kylar's naturally black hair is an advantage!) spilling around his face. His pendant must have slipped out when Kylar had set him down and now sits delicately on his collarbone.

"...stop judging me," Kylar mutters when he catches his own reflection in the metal. "T-This is for your own good."

He goes back to picking, chewing on his lip. It is for the greater good. Sydney doesn't deserve you. Ever since Sydney's treatments finished with Dr. Harper, he's been...different. Not like his parents (which Kylar will always be grateful for), but he just isn't like himself anymore. He's too dangerous for you. He would probably hurt you if he got too close!

Just the thought of Sydney laying his hands on you makes Kylar's stomach turn. He has him unconscious. The cameras have been disabled and Ms. Sirris is out at their shop. Kylar could drag him to the bathrooms, maybe slip into the sewers and-

"No!" he nearly shouts. It comes out strangled and weak, but he still bangs the butt of the screwdriver into his skull. Sydney is still a friend! Even if he's a little weird now, he's still a friend!

Kylar groans and tugs on his roots, spine caving in. Enough, he tells himself. He just needs to pick the lock, separate the glans and the foreskin, then Sydney will be-

"Well, this is interesting."

A hand slaps over Kylar's mouth. Another sinks into his hair and jerks his head back, and he finds himself splayed as Sydney pins his flailing legs with his own.

"I was-" Sydney tightens his grip on Kylar's roots with a laugh. "-waiting for marriage to try and take it off!"

Kylar tries to bite the hand, but his own momentum sends him sideways. Sydney follows the twist and lands directly on his back, a knee crushing his bicep and forcing the screwdriver from his hand. As it goes skittering against the carpet, the templeboy plants himself on his shoulders, chastity cage digging into Kylar's shirt.

"Or," Sydney pants, "the right person, at least!" He tugs on Kylar's roots, a spark of pain shooting through his skin as his neck is wrenched back. "So! What were you doing, Kylar?"

Kylar grits his teeth, more to smother a moan than out of defiance. "D-Doing what's right."

Sydney cocks his head. "Right. Really?" His eyes dart to the unopened sex toy laying next to Kylar's tools. "And that included...what, exactly? My defilement?" Lips brush against the shell of his ear, sending a tremor (of rage, Kylar tells himself) down his spine. "Were you planning on defiling me, Kylar?"

Kylar's breaths come out choppy. It's because of the awkward angle, he thinks. "I...have to. For-"

"For what? Their sake?" Sydney pulls back just enough to see him pout. A roll of his hips against Kylar's back digs the chastity cage into his skin, hiking up his shirt in the process. "But what about me, hm? What about poor, untouched, Sydney?"

With each question comes another drag of their hips and much less air for Kylar to breath. The pressure of his crotch against the floor isn't helping. He tries to squirm his hips (to fight of Sydney, obviously), but Sydney smiles and shoves Kylar's face into the dirty carpet.

The weight shifts, pinning both hands behind him and hips shifting until they rest squarely against Kylar's ass. Through his trousers, he can almost feel the outline of the chastity cage and almost wishes he'd gotten it off earlier.

"You really think you can hog them all to yourself?" Sydney whispers into Kylar's ear. "Think it's fair to go after them when I'm right here, already waiting?"

It takes a moment for the words to catch up to Kylar, brain short-circuting around the metal grinding against his ass. "W-Wait, you-"

"Syd?" a voice calls from the doorway. "You still in here?"

Your voice snaps Kylar out of his reverie. Hs jolts up, but Sydney beats him to it, voice all soft and sweet and not at all like it was asking Kylar to defile him just seconds ago.

"Yeah, right here!" he calls. The weight disappears off Kylar's back, but he can't bring himself to move until Sydney is already dressed and on his feet. "Just give me a few. Still organizing back here."

"Hurry it up, then!" you whine. "We're still meeting at the beach, right?"

"Yep! I'll meet you there!" Sydney's cheerful smile drops the moment the door closes, and Kylar barely sits up when his classmate rounds on him. What friendly light in his eye is gone, replaced with something far more fitting for the deep red contacts he wears. He drops in a squat and jerks Kylar close by the roots. "As for you..."

Kylar's hand inches for his hidden pocket knife, but Sydney's warm lips against his sucks the life right out of him. A tongue drags against his lower lip before forcing itself in, sweet and tender and-

Kylar nearly blacks out by the time Sydney lets him go. The templeboy's lips are puffy and shiny with saliva, and they curl into a smirk as he drags his sleeve across his mouth.

"I don't mind sharing."

Sydney turns and struts out of the library without another word.

What he'd meant, Kylar does not know. What he does know is that his entire body is on fire. He scrambles backwards until he's hidden safely between aisles and shoves his hands into his trousers, but he barely grazes his own erection when a bolt of terror strikes him.

His first kiss. The one special kiss that he'd been saving and planning to share with you on a special day in a special place at a special time has just been stolen.

By Sydney.