Seraphina Marshall never expected her second life to begin as Hayley Marshall's twin. She remembers a previous life, one where the world she now lives in was nothing more than a television show called The Vampire Diaries. Sera remembers the characters, the events, and how the story was supposed to unfold. Or at least, she thought she did. Because this world isn't quite the way it was shown. There are differences she never knew existed. Events unfold differently, people aren't always who she remembers them to be, and the future she thought she knew isn't as certain as she once believed. Sera thought knowing the story would give her an advantage, but she never expected the real story to be so different from the one she watched.

Rayne's last memory should have been terrifying. Dramatic. Meaningful. Instead, it was stupid. One minute, she was walking outside to check the mail. The next, she tripped over her little brother's toy car, hit the ground wrong, and everything went black. Death was supposed to be the end. But when Rayne opens her eyes again, nothing feels right. The world around her is familiar and strange all at once, filled with secrets, shadows, and faces she somehow knows she should recognize. She doesn't know why she's here. She doesn't know what brought her back. And she definitely doesn't know why death feels like only the beginning.

I died at thirteen. It was tragic, it was messy, and honestly? A 0/10 experience. I expected an afterlife with unlimited snacks. Instead, I got reincarnated into the Gilbert family-four years after Elena and two years after Jeremy. Now, I'm the youngest Gilbert in a town that smells like vervain and bad decisions. I have the memories of a dead Viking twin, the sarcasm of a girl who's seen every episode of this show, and a "Celestial" power level that could probably delete the moon if I had a bad enough tantrum. My sister is the human doppelgänger magnet, my brother is a brooding medium, and I'm just trying to survive fourth grade without accidentally vaporizing Damon Salvatore for being a "theatrical emo." Being the town darling is easy. Keeping the Originals from killing everyone while I'm still legally too young to sit in the front seat of the car? That's the real trick.

✵ "So, I'll be writing 'occult human-trafficking' and 'human sacrificing' on the police report?" Morgan lived a normal life. She had a small apartment not far from where she worked. She enjoyed crocheting, despised artichokes, and thought stars were the coolest thing in the universe. Morgan also lived blissfully unaware that anything supernatural existed.. -Until it tracked her down and screwed all that up in a matter of one late shift on a fateful night of a full moon. Waking up in a small town in Virginia, and having been kidnapped, Morgan is forced to face the fact, that reality, might be a bit more complicated than she'd originally thought it out to be. ✵

The night Elena Gilbert's car sank into Wickery Bridge, the girl she used to be drowned with it. Left behind is someone sharper, quieter, and shadowed by half-remembered faces and voices that aren't hers. As summer bleeds into fall, she rebuilds her family and her friendships-unaware that a dangerous stranger is about to enter her world. Niklaus Mikaelson doesn't believe in fate. But he'll make an exception for the girl who shouldn't feel like home. Self-Insert Elena x Niklaus Mikaelson

A TVD Fanfiction She doesn't have magic. She doesn't have power. What she has is knowledge, YouTube tutorials, and a basket full of herbs. Thrust into the past with no explanation, she finds herself in the home of the Original family-before they become legends, before immortality, before the bloodshed. Mikael calls her daughter. Esther sees something else. And her siblings? They don't know what to do with her. But she knows how to stay alive. She builds, observes, survives. She doesn't need to be wanted. She'll be the sister they need. Even if they never asked for her. Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries or The Originals. All canon characters, lore, and dialogue belong to Julie Plec, L.J. Smith, and The CW. I only own my original characters (Frey/any OCs) and my unique plotlines. No copyright infringement intended! Cross Publishing in AO3 Update every 2 weeks on Friday 12:00 AM

When Miriam Mikaelson was daggered 890 years ago, something in her broke apart--and through the hole left behind, strange whispers slipped in. Now she's finally awake, but she's not exactly Miriam anymore. Or: You are a rotten no-good body snatcher.

"𝐖𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐋, 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄." When Klaus Mikaelson discovered Farrah Havelock during his vengeful search for Katherine Pierce, he didn't expect to fall in love with her. Despite their initial hatred for each other, the Original vowed to never let her go from his grasp. They spent years and years in a game of ambivalence, and Farrah escaped one day, believing that he was too cruel for her. Klaus never stopped searching for her, and it seemed impossible that his chase would ever end. That was until he discovered her whereabouts in Mystic Falls, returning to complete his ritual but most importantly to capture Farrah's heart again.

She never got along with her family-but she loved her siblings fiercely. So when tragedy struck, she walked away from her dreams without hesitation to be there for them. Mystic Falls wasn't where she wanted to be. But it was where she was needed. She expected an ordinary return. School. Home. Trying to heal. What she didn't expect... was him. He'd spent lifetimes chasing power, trying to undo a curse that defined him. But what he truly craved was someone who didn't flinch at his darkness. Someone who could see every flaw, every scar-and still choose him. In her, he finds the impossible: adoration without fear. And for the first time, he wonders... could love be the thing that saves him, not power?