#muse; malakai

[innocencel0st]

@prairieghcsts liked for a starter

"Last call was hours ago," Malakai commented, barely glancing up at the newcomer as he dried the glass in his hand with a towel. Eyes shifted to the clock then back to his work. Closing had been hours ago too. Did he forget to lock the door again? Anyways...this had to be a vampire, most people would be home already, sleeping to help put off tomorrow's hangover.

There was a soft tinkling as the glass was slid into place to hang over the bar with the rest of them, followed by a dull whirring as he used the barmaid to scrub another glass. Eyes flicked to his guest one more time than down to the three-compartment sink. Scrub, rinse, sanitize, dry. He continued, "Is there something I can do for you? Call you a cab?"

[cfgcdsandmcnsters]

@ignisregina continued from here.

[MSG - shams al-aseel] Last call was almost an hour ago.

[MSG - shams al-aseel] But I could probably make an exception for a pretty lady who doesn't mind watching the owner clean up.

[gctawaygirl]

open : f (similar age or younger) muse : malakai rivers (33, heterosexual, mafia lackey) plot : malakai is best friends with the son of a mafia boss and works very closely within this family. while attending one of their parties, he meets your muse. they've never officially met but she is linked to a rival family (best friends with the daughter of that family, on a fact-finding mission, undercover, her and somebody else crashed the party, whatever) and they hit it off.

malakai owed a lot to the danes family. thanks to his own father's loyalty, they had taken kai in upon his death and treated him like family. it made sense for him to return the favour and work high within the ranks of the family business. as a result, he was expected to atrend their parties. he was grateful but god, sometimes the parties felt so stuffy. especially the ones where they were working under the guide of the cover business or something charitable. malakai had no idea where his best friend had gotten to but instead of finding out, he lifted his drink and snuck off into the depths of the house, looking for somewhere he could be alone for a moment. he slipped into a spare bedroom and was surprised to find another person there, "hello," he said, raising an eyebrow at her as he placed his glass down on a nearby table, "something take your fancy in here, did you?"

[divinesrival]

open to f / nb ( mutuals only ) — all opens .

"  where  do  you  think  you're  going  ?  "

[chaosfindsaway]

@aerospectrum said "I don’t know how to tell you what’s wrong with me.” (from Castiel to your choice if that's ok?!)

"I don't really know either. I mean, you're wearing a trench coat and it's a hundred degrees out." Malakai shrugged his shoulders, a flat expression settling into his features. He'd been told on several occasions to keep his snarky comments to himself with anyone who visited the circus.

They could be potential clients - Borislav always said.

Malakai didn't care, not today. He looked up at the stranger, tilting his head slightly. His senses picked up on something different in this guy's blood. He suddenly questioned whether he was human or not. "Well, whatever your issue is, you might not wanna stick around if you're not human and have powers. Borislav's on the hunt for new acts."

[cfgcdsandmcnsters]

Hands slid into the pockets of his coat, a subconscious habit he'd picked up over the many many years. Her words made him realize just how ridiculous he sounded, if not downright creepy. Which hadn't been his intention at all. "My apologies," Mansour's gaze drifted to the ground to cover his embarrassment. "I did not mean any offense."

He was surprised by her attitude regarding death. Or more specifically, being killed. He could relate. There were many nights when he believed that death would've been a much less crueler fate than the one he suffered. Though, he was sure there was no way she could know about the less than human things that wandered the cold streets at night. He himself being one of them. "You have a good point," he conceded, shyly bringing his gaze back up to meet hers. "I just happened to see that you were alone, and with the recent string of disappearances....the good samaritan in me would've felt quite a bit of guilt if I were to wake up tomorrow to find out that another person went missing."

@cfgcdsandmcnsters​  /  malakai/mansour  sent:  are  you  trying  to  get  yourself  killed  ?    

            a  woman  walking  alone  at  night  is  dangerous,  a  fact  she  is  well  acquainted  with.  though,  as  long  as  she  doesn’t  wander  from  the  streets  and  into  any  buildings  (  any  pie  shop,  any  barber  shop  .  .  .  ),  she’s  safe.  lately,  it’s  felt  as  if  johanna  can’t  die.  ruthless  torture  from  an  insane  asylum  which  had  promised  to  try  to  treat  it’s  patients,  even  if  she  didn’t  belong  there.  she  is  not  insane.  coming  face  to  face  with  a  man  who  murdered  two  people  in  front  of  her.  there  is  no  reason  to  eat  or  sleep  or  stray  out  in  the  dark  night  when  she  cannot  die.  

            ❝  who  are  you  to  be  concerned  with  my  life?  ❞  johanna  raises  her  brows  at  the  stranger,  arms  crossed  over  her  body  as  she  clutches  her  shawl  over  herself.  one  of  the  flaws  of  taking  these  walks  late  at  night  (  and  finding  anthony  worrying  back  home  )  is  how  cold  it  gets  in  england.  the  fact  that  she  gets  cold  easily  doesn’t  help.  ❝  there  are  a  lot  worse  things  than  getting  killed  walking  alone  this  time  of  the  night.  ❞  a  bitter  chuckle.  ❝  i  think  i’d  choose  death  over  what  else  could  happen.  you’re  out  here,  too.  are  you  also  trying  to  get  yourself  killed?  ❞

[cvlamitys]

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[entityforged]

others tag drop pt4

[innocencel0st]

@eclipsecrowned liked for a starter

"Y'know," Malakai started as he poured liquor into a glass. "They say bartenders make the best therapists." There was a slight scraping sound as he pushed the glass across the counter, "First one's on the house."

[cfgcdsandmcnsters]

@ignisregina sent: [ massage ] — sender gives receiver a massage (Mal)

A gentle sigh slid past parted lips, his eyes closing as he felt her fingers working out the kinks that had formed in his neck and shoulders. "You didn't have to do this, y'know," he told her as a smile curled the corners of his mouth, "But I really appreciate it." Head turned, tilting just enough to press a kiss of thanks against Marianne's fingertips.

[readingwiththestars]

₊˚⊹♡ RECKLESS

["it's a good thing you're not here, because i still havent found my courage."]

| ✮ 4.5 stars |

THOUGHTS ° ᡣ𐭩 . ° . [spoilers ahead]

okayyy let me just start off with WHAT THE EVER LOVING FUCK WAS THAT ENDING LAUREN???? i'm not okay because of it. like nuh uh get lost. u had no right to do that (im saying this as if it didnt get spoiled for me and i didnt gaslight myself the entire book read that it wasn't going to happen)

i would like to straight up say this seemed like a filler book. just a set up for the next one, it didn't really have all too much plot-wise aside from pae and kai's romance. it was less on the fantasy side and more on the romance but i still enjoyed it a lot. and obviously since it was a filler book there was less character development (for some- im looking at you paedyn)

kai and pae were really cute in this book honestly (and as it mostly focuses on the romance ofc they were) the banter and everything was so wonderful to read i was giggling and kicking my feet wayyy to much. the romance was romancing but also not romancing at the same time (im not even gonna try to explain that just use vibes)

i do feel as though lauren's writing has definitely improved from powerless. she has this whimsical magical style of writing that i love it really takes me into the world of the book (mostly). other times the long sentences were too much in moments. like lauren. we did not need to know the colour of the bricks in the market at this certain moment in time when you'd already explained the colour two pages ago-

CHARACTERS ° ᡣ𐭩 . ° .

paedyn - ok i love her. i really do she's such a good fmc BUT for me in this book she was boring-ish. and hella indecisive like girly pop if i had kai talking to me like that i'd be folding so damn fast- but yeah it felt like she didn't have too much character development aside from finding out her dad was actually her dad. also i idk who the fuck she was trying to fool with her 'i hate you' to kai, like be fucking for real bitch no you dont.

kai - ok bye i could write a whole rant on why i love this man. like im sat. this book felt more like kai's book (as powerless felt like pae's) imo we got more on his backstory and i think his character (and povs) were more interesting for me to focus on. also his flirting and little one liners had me giggling and shit my sister actually woke up to me grinning like an idiot under torch light-

kitt - bye idek why i made this section for him. this is going to entirely be hate fr. OKAY WE GET IT DUDE UR A GHOST WHATEVER. OH MY GOSH U MISS UR DAD BUT IN THE NEXT POV U DONT LIKE BITCH CHOOSE A SIDE IDC ABT UR WHINY ASS. ALSO U CLEARLY HAVE AN OBSESSION WITH PAEDYN LIKE FUCKING HELL DUDE SHE IS UR 'MUSE' OR WHATEVER GET OVER YOURSELF. EUGH AND THEN PROPOSING TO HER?? YEAH SURE BUDDY "YOUR FEELINGS FOR HER DIED" MHM YUP OKAY TOTALLYYY *clears throat awkwardly* can you tell i hate him?

QUOTES ° ᡣ𐭩 . ° . [its like all kai... im not even sorry about it either]

"you are my proof of paradise." - kai

"call us even. call me crazy. i don't care. just... just call me yours." - kai

"under different curcumstances i promise you im much more fun tied up." - kai (WHEN I TELL YOU I SCREECHED AND STARED AT THE PAGE. MALAKAI AZER-)

"just pae and kai." - kai

"she was supposed to be my forever. now i'll watch her become someone else's. because the beast doesn't get the beauty." - kai

jahsdgj i can't wait for the next book hehe

[christianstepmoms]

i love how the actual malakai black has a tumblr he actually uses and reblogs aesthetic shit and occasionally muses on his life and career every blue moon

[gctawaygirl]

malakai knew better than to get into fights. however, someone had not paid the danes' family and when he went to collect, he made a comment about the woman that he just couldn't let slide. the guy was bigger but malakai was quicker and stronger. even though he got a few hits against him, the guy was on the floor and handed the money over. he went straight to lily after, knowing she'd patch him up and give him some care afterward. he wasn't normally one to share and he didn't when others' were around but he didn't tell her what to do when he wasn't around, "i can't have him speaking ill of my woman," he retorted with a shrug, wincing as she dabbed his injuries, "you always take such good care of me. i'd get into every fight just for this," he said, resting his forehead against hers as she leaned in to kiss him. he shook his head as he leaned back, "nope. it was just me, running an errand."

open starter, do not like ( m: lily adams - also available: anna, olivia )

plot: based on this plot ; a motorcycle club / a ma.fia g.ang / etc.

open to: one or two of the members of the club/gang.

HER CHUCKLE WAS SOFT AND TENDER, more a sound of affection than true laughter. she shook her head as she reached for a piece of cloth and ran in under some cold water, making sure to wring it out well afterwards. "stop moving." Lily scolded gently as she settled on the leather seat at the man's side and grabbed his chin to angle his head her way. she began to gently dab at the blood of the split lip, gnawing at her own in worry. the scent of his cologne, the smell of his leather jacket and the mix of cigarettes working well to slowly ease her. "you boys should stop getting in trouble because of me." the blonde grumbled under her breath, out of the corner of her eye catching a sparkle of light as the dim lamps in the room reflected in the silver rings on her fingers. tokens of affection from her boys, signs of being owned, marks claiming her as theirs for all to see. and yet, there were still idiots who tried to challenge her men - her protectors. there was always someone who had more balls than brains and the sad truth was - they always ended up bruised, bloodied and muttering apologies to her as they scattered away. "i can't even count how many times i had to patch you up like this." Lily added gently, stealing a quick kiss from the man before she turned to cleaning him up again, making sure he was alright, doing whatever she could to show her gratitude for taking care of her. "i hope none of the others saw what happened?"

[isefyres]

𝔐𝔬𝔰𝔱 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰 𝔭𝔢𝔯 𝔢𝔯𝔞:

CONQUEST ERA. aegon i targaryen, rhaenys targaryen, obsidia celtigar, torrhen stark, brandon snow, thorea stark.

JAEHERYS ERA. alaric stark, alyssa targaryen, baelon targaryen, viserra targaryen, saera targaryen, alarra stark.

DANCE ERA. laena velaryon, jacaerys velaryon, rhaena targaryen, serafia celtigar, kermit tully. floris baratheon, cassandra baratheon, heleana targaryen, criston cole, aemond targaryen, daeron targaryen. viserys i targaryen, rhea royce, lea tyrell, aliandra martell, lyandra saan.

POST DANCE ERA. viserys ii targaryen, jaehaera targaryen, myrmadora haen.

REBELLION ERA. rhaegar targaryen, ser arthur dayne, ashara dayne, elia martell, ned stark, catelyn tully.

MAIN ERA. osney kettleblack, balerion blackfyre, orysa baratheon, cersei lannister, tywin lannister, joanna swyft, laena longwaters, gendry baratheon, shireen baratheon, alynne connington, jon connington, vera dondarrion, rolland storm, shyra errol, daven lannister, addam mallister, elyra brax, jeyne westerling, joy hill, edmure tully, barbara bracken, eleanor mooton, liane vance, bethany blackwood, astor sunderly, gyselle goodbrother, wallace waynwood, myranda royce, lyn corbay, mya stone, bryanna coldwater, harrold hardyng, jennis templeton, catelyn stark, jeyne poole, mara mormont, jorah mormont, wylla manderly, alys karstark, beth cassel, brandon cassel, freyia knott, sigorn of thenn, howland reed, ellaria sand, edric dayne, gwayne dayne, addam whitehead, quira qorgyle, trystane martell, harmen uller, jeyne fowler, willas tyrell, elinor tyrell, desmora redwyne, megga tyrell, eleana vyrwel, bayard norcross, taena merryweather, tommen costayne, irri, doreah, lysandro orthys, narcyssa orthys, ezzara, sariah, cahira, malakai veltheos,

INDIVIDUAL BLOGS WITH MOST MUSE: JON SNOW | ROBB STARK | MYRCELLA BARATHEON | SARA SNOW | JAIME LANNISTER. | MELISANDRE. | CREGAN STARK. | DAEMON TARGARYEN | VISERYS III TARGARYEN | ALICENT HIGHTOWER. | RHAENYRA TARGARYEN | DAENERYS TARGARYEN | LYANNA STARK | MYSARIA OF LYS | SANSA STARK | MARGAERY TYRELL | VAL OF THE FREE FOLK | OBERYN MARTELL.

bold: most likely to respond faster and high need to write. italics: testing or wanting more interactions. nothing: can go either way.

*note: jacaerys velaryon, willas tyrell and maybe ashara dayne will get single blogs possible but they remain here. you can request things from solo blogs here or on my discord: caliofhousestark

[innocencel0st]

❛ I’ll be damned. You actually came. ❜

Elisabeta to Malakai; onlythatwhichtheydefend

"What can I say?" he shrugged, half smirking when he looked at her. "It's not very often other vamps want anything to do with me." Malakai pretty much kept to himself, practically living in his club, hanging on to what little humanity he hoped he had left. "Obviously curiosity got the best of me."

[cfgcdsandmcnsters]

serenade (the song is la vie en rose, in french too) /for mal

It had been a pretty quiet night at the club, even for a weeknight. Meaning there wasn't really much for Mal to do after locking up except entertain the only person that he allowed in after 2AM.

"See, this is why I don't hire a manager," he had insisted as he counted the little money in the drawer that he'd made that night. "Nothin' I can't handle, and I have extra bartenders for the weekends."

The lights were still dim over the dancefloor, pinks, purples, greens, and blues spinning across the tiles waiting to be turned off. The sound of metal sliding against metal echoed in the now quiet club as he closed the cash drawer and shut down the register. The money would be secured in a safe in his office until he could manage to make a bank run.

As he'd made his way from around the counter, Malakai took Marianne's hand, leading her onto the empty dance floor. "Besides, you gotta admit, it's almost romantic in here, in an Alice and Sheryl kinda way." He let one arm slip around her waist, hand resting on the small of her back. His other hand freed hers from his grasp so he could reach up to tuck hair behind her ear, head tilting so his forehead could rest against hers. "And we wouldn't get a moment like this if there were other employees runnin' around in here. All we're missing is a song."