#xspellbound

WELCOME!

Stepping out of the locker rooms, Archie held the keys to his car, his duffle hanging off one shoulder. He would have been lying if he said he hadn’t thought about the raven haired woman since their last run in, even in class today he couldn’t help but steal glances at the woman across the room. It wasn’t until then he regretted choosing a seat that wasn’t next to her. 

     The hypocrisy of conflicting emotions and desires swirled together in a turbulent storm that raged within Klaus’s mind. Powerless ; the original hybrid felt all control leaving his grasp at every turn since he’d arrived in New Orleans. From the revelations of his adopted son Marcellus, to the mind bending news of his unborn child. Every time the hybrid had a grasp on what path to take and what he wanted to fight for, something new would come to light, throwing off the the delicate balance that kept him moving forward. He didn’t want his child ━ then he decided to use his child as a pawn ━ then, in an unforeseen twist of fate, he found that he cared for his child. All it took was the simple threat from Hayley ; the mere notion that she was ready to end the baby’s life before it could begin and Klaus was sent off the rails.

Though he was too afraid to delve into the meanings of his actions, he knew that he was prepared to to kill anyone it took to keep his child safe. If that meant a war must be waged, then so be it. The first thing he wanted to do was cut off the supply of wolfsbane so that Hayley couldn’t make the same mistake twice. While he trusted that she didn’t want to go through with it ( he could see the same revelation of the bond between parent and child reflected in her eyes ), he had to be sure that no one else could use such means, either. For that, he’d go to the source.

                           ❛     make me.     ❜

                                         @xspellbound​               :         magnolia     &     chaos

a brow raises, clearly surprised                by the tenacity in her words. a millisecond passes before he’s chuckling, back easing into his seat as wild eyes looked the witch up and down, taking his time to save the sight.       ❛     as much as i would love to...     ❜          tone is taunting as his arms folded behind his head, almost like he’s waiting for her to make the first move, to act on her desires and lose herself to him.          ❛     i don’t think i’m someone you could handle…     ❜       

The relationship between Magnolia and Deshi was… Complicated. It wasn’t much of a relationship as a rivalry of sorts. After so many times that Nola had denied him, it only took one time for the balance to shift. It was rough, hungry, and full of burning frustration. That’s all it took for the tables to switch on them, going from flirting glances to possessive actions. It started when Deshi was in a bar and trying to get a quick and easy fuck. That’s when Magnolia showed up in the tightest dress he had seen on her, the bright red lipstick accentuating her plump lips. She had pulled him into a starving kiss, grabbing him with a strength he hadn’t expected before pulling back and telling the woman he was seducing to ‘fuck off’. He just couldn't understand why she was doing this, the anger building as they fought in the middle of the bar. It only ended with him fucking her in a stall, taking their frustrations out on each other.

It spiraled from there. Deshi crashing her dates and Magnolia cock blocking him every chance she got. It usually ended with angry and tension-filled sex, trying to tear each other apart any way they could. He wondered if there was an underlying reason for why they kept doing this but that meant acknowledging that he wanted to just keep her for himself. That wasn’t something he wanted to think too deeply about, knowing that way only led to more pain and confusion. Letting himself into her house, not second-guessing on whether he should be there or not, he looked around only to realize that she was gone. Growling softly, he knew she must have changed the time for her date before he could find out. Probably changed where they were going too. He cursed under his breath as he slammed the door shut, trying to contain the anger within him. Making his way toward the kitchen, he slammed open the fridge and found a beer only to quickly down it within a few gulps.

Why was her being on a date making him feel this way? It wasn't like there was anything official between them, not that Deshi would ever let himself get to that point. Yet, knowing that she was out with someone else was rubbing every nerve he had. So he sat and waited for her to come back. Because that seemed like the only logical explanation for him. He was about 3 beers and a half a pack of cigarettes in by the time he heard the door open. "Nice of you to show up. Have a nice date?"