𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐀 pair of twins with superpowers try to prevent something possibly disastrous and end up being transported to another universe!
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stefan salvatore x oc x niklaus mikaelson
rebekah mikaelson x oc
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IT WAS EARLY morning when damon hopped through my window. what was it about vampires and not using the front door? i was asleep, so, obviously, his next move would be to cuddle me, right? no. i don't want to cuddle damon. why does he want to cuddle me?
when i woke up with my head on someone's chest, i thought it was stefan. "hey, stef," i greeted in a tired voice.
"wrong half of the salvatore sandwich," damon taunted.
my eyes went wide as i scrambled to get off of him. "what the fuck?!" i screeched. i smacked his shoulder. "don't ever get in bed with me again!"
"only if you ask me to," he replied, winking. i rolled my eyes. he continued, "hey, i'm sorry.. about yesterday. after you and stefan left i actually thought about it and realized we never really do listen to you—and you always end up being right. tensions were high because, y'know, you two had just gotten kidnapped, we had two random vampires telling us about this vampire of all vampires, and i wasn't thinking right when i said those things to you. you're my best friend, ellie, i shouldn't have been a dick when you were just trying to help."
i nodded slowly. "i... accept your apology. i feel like i overreacted a little bit but i truly felt like it was me versus everyone." i let out a small laugh and ran my fingers through my hair.
damon eyed my fingers. "you kinda look like a badass with that black stuff."
i tilted my head at him. "you really think so?"
he shrugged. "yeah, i guess." he was trying to seem like the emotionally-withdrawn, nonchalant damon. "you should stop hiding it."
i grinned. "okay, i'll have my necrosis-looking fingers on display today. i'll just tell people i got a tattoo or something. or, maybe that i do have necrosis."
"necrosis might be more believable," damon pointed out. "who tattoos nearly their entire finger on every finger?"
"i do!" i shot back.
"okay shakespeare," he retorted. "you, me, and stefan are going to go see katherine."
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I GRINNED AS i watched my guard dogs open the tomb. i was somewhat excited to see kitty-kat even though i had played a part in the attempt to kill her.
"please, come on in," she offered. "there's plenty of room for all of us."
"i'd rather poke my eyes out," damon retorted.
"mm, they're such pretty eyes," she taunted.
"we're here for the moonstone," stefan told her.
"if you could just chuck it our way, that would be great," i suggested.
