why you so obsessed with me?

Get on your knees. Baby, just get on your knees. Say pretty please. Baby, just say pretty please. I'll be back at 11, you just act like a peasant. Got a bow on my panties because my ass is a present.

[blackdaliya]

adriensolo:

“You don’t need to control me to make me attracted to you.” He said with another chuckle. Honestly, all she had to do was go up to him and say hi and his libido would’ve done the rest. “But again, if it’ll make you happy, I’ll pretend that it worked.” At her question, the first response that popped into his head was that the Mind Trick only worked on the weak-minded. However, he’d proven that theory wrong. Although it helped if the person was weak-minded, a stronger willed person could still be put under it. “Well, from what I’ve been told, it only works on the weak-minded.”

“Oh, I know I don’t -- but I might have to control you into doing certain things the way I want, when I want. You don’t seem naturally obedient to me.” Daliya teased, her nose crinkling up slightly as glanced over at the male. Though the explanation wasn’t exactly one she expected, she wasn’t necessarily surprised. Most of the men she had turned into her own personal puppets were weak of mind, moral, and heart. Naturally, they were typically the men who would waste their wishes on the most vapid things. “And you’re not weak-minded? That’s a surprise, most men cave at the simplest of things. I’m not sure if I’m more frustrated or impressed with you.”

[blackdaliya]

jasonscatcat:

Jason was a bit confused when he was addressed, sure his eyes weren’t that big as a human. But, then again, who was he to be a good judge? “Either you’re flirting with me, or my eyes really are big” he teased, not at all bothered by the girl coming in closer to him. “And what big…” He started, coughing to stop himself. There wasn’t really anything big on the girl other than some assets that he should probably not point out. “Personality you have,” he recovered before laughing at himself.

“A little bit of both,” Daliya admitted, a smirk curling onto her lips as she reached out to gently tap the boy’s nose with her finger. Upon realization of what the other was about to say, she had a difficult time from keeping herself from laughing. “That was quite the smooth save there, I’ll have to give you some credit.” She chuckled before shaking her head, her smile becoming more genuine with her amusement by the whole situation. “It’s hard to see why some as handsome as you is standing all by his lonesome at a party full of people -- especially with those skills.”

[blackdaliya]

lucas--bjorgman:

“I do?” Lucas replied, with widened eyes, wondering what the blonde was implying. “You’re.. little red riding hood.” he nodded softly, knowing the fairytale well as he shot her a grin. 

“Bingo, we have a winner.” Daliya chuckled softly as she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “I would suggest that you could be the big bad wolf, but I doubt he would be dressed this nice.” She waved her hand towards the well-groomed boy’s attire. “What ARE you supposed to be?”

[blackdaliya]

It was probably ironic for the girl to be dressed as an ‘innocent’ character from the famous fable, but that just made things all my the more perfect. Though admittedly, the real little red riding hood wouldn’t have been this provocative looking. Daliya smoothed down the skirt of her white and red short dress before lowering the cape of her red hood, a smile spreading across her red lips. “My, my, what big eyes you have…” She teasingly recited to the other before leaning in closer to them.

[adriensolo-blog]

“Believe me, I understand.” Being Han Solo’s son, he wasn’t really into paying for things, although sometimes he did. “But trying to do that kinda thing to someone who has a lot of experience with it, isn’t really going to work out well.” His smile grew into a grin. “Although….if it’ll make you happy, I’ll play along. But just know you didn’t actually do anything to me.” And if she tried, he’d have one hand out. Motioning towards the general direction of where the bar was, he said, “This way.”

[blackdaliya]

The fact that this boy seemed to have some sort of upper hand over her form of mind-control both intrigued and infuriated her, moreso the former. It only made her want to find out more about him… especially since getting to the root of someone and finding out smaller details could have as much hold over someone as her powers. “We can play along, although… it won’t be as fun if I can’t make you fawn all over me.” She chuckled softly before following close behind the other in the direction of the bar. “So, are you going to tell me how you can so easily resist me? Or will that be part of the game?”

[deadgracey-blog1]

“Daliya,” he repeated to himself. As the necklace slowed, he found it was easier to focus on the girl rather than the piece of jewelry. He too her hand from holding his, linking it with his arm – it was more proper that way. Stepping forward, he led the two of them to a bar he found himself frequenting more and more. It was quiet and pleasant, with few folks that would bother you. “I am Master Edward Gracey of Gracey Manor, but you can simply keep to Gracey. My home is not here, so my title has very little pull among the citizens of this small town. A shame, really. All the work I’ve done during my past life is all for naught in this place,” he explained. “I’ve only recently arrived in this place along with many others. There doesn’t seem to be much explanation as to how or why, but it has granted me life again. I have yet to decide whether I enjoy this living body again.” He stopped to hold the door open for the other, beckoning her inside before following behind.

[blackdaliya]

Daliya couldn’t help but arch a brow at the sound of the gentleman’s prestigious title, a smile easily spreading onto her lips. Where there was power, there was money: two of the things that excited the girl most in life. “Master Gracey, has a nice ring to it… it’s a shame that people don’t recognize your status though. It must be frustrating not having that same amount of respect, especially when you’re in a world as strange as this one.” A frown tugged at the corners of her lips to show some form of empathy, or at least what would appear as. “If you weren’t living before, I can only surmise that you were a spirit of some sort? You don’t seem like the demon type to me, but I apologize if I’ve gotten it wrong.” Just as they stopped in front of the door, Daliya leaned forward and placed a delicate kiss upon the other’s cheek. Boundaries had never been something the girl understood, nor did she really care for them. Why would she care about forwardness when she was in a world where she could finally get whatever she wanted? “Thank you.” With ease she slipped inside, eyes taking in the sight of the bar. So this is what bars really looked like… they weren’t as impressive as they sounded -- but at least she had finally found somewhere she could indulge herself.

[blackdaliya]

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[edmundbriar]

Edmund hadn’t really been talking to anyone recently- He just didn’t have the inspiration to start conversations like he usually did.  He usually just found himself standing alone, much like he was right now.  However, when he heard a female voice right next to him, he turned and plastered a hopefully convincing fake smile on his face.  “Yes?”  For some reason, his eyes trailed down to the girl’s necklace, and he found that he couldn’t look away.  This didn’t scare him, however, he just felt relaxed, and while normally he’d question a command like this, for some reason he thought it was a completely valid request.  “Of course.  Whatever you want.”

[blackdaliya]

Using her ‘gift’ was always a risk… it either worked or it didn’t -- and when it didn’t, it left her usually in an awkward position. This time: she was pleasantly surprised that the man had taken the bait. She wet her lips, trying to the best of her ability to hide her satisfaction in this moment. “What a gentleman,” she chuckled, trying not chuckle at the irony of it all. With ease she reached her hand out to take the male’s arm, “Shall we then?” Her hand continued to fuss with the chain of the necklace, the movements becoming more and more aimless. “Tell me... what’s your name cutie?”

[adriensolo-blog]

When the beautiful girl approached him, Adrien gave her a soft smile. However, due to his (over)use of the Mind Trick, as well as his resistance to it, he could sense that the necklace had some sort of manipulative effect (or she was using it for one) and wasn’t fazed by the twirling of it. Chuckling softly he said, “If you wanted me to buy you a drink, all you had to do was ask.” He would’ve probably offered anyway, since he could never resist going out for a drink with a hot girl. 

[blackdaliya]

The moment Daliya heard the boy’s response, her hands stopped fiddling with the trinket and a frown tugged at the corners of her lips. Maybe she was just a little rusty? Even though she was getting what she had desired from the start, it was always a bit fun to play with people -- especially when they had zero say in the matter. “Can’t blame me for trying, can you?” A light airy chuckle fell from her lips as she batted her lashes in an faux innocent manner. Anyone could tell that she was ANYTHING BUT innocent. “So… where to handsome?”

[deadgracey-blog1]

Gracey hadn’t expected the attractive woman to walk up to him, but he didn’t particularly reject her approach. He did keep his distance, however, as he was still one who enjoyed his personal space very much. As she played with the necklace, he grew distracted by it. “Pay for your drink?” He asked, as if he hadn’t heard correctly. Usually, he would have just scoffed at such a demand. He would have naturally bought any woman a drink or whatever they liked since that was the gentlemanly thing to do, but he never took too kindly to being ordered around. Strangely, though, he wasn’t too perturbed this time around. “I can take you somewhere to have a drink, but I will have to request your name first, Miss,” he said, finally pulling his eyes from the trinket around her neck. It was still catching his eyes every once in a while, however.

[blackdaliya]

Bingo, this was exactly what she had desired. Feeling accomplished and satisfied that she hadn’t quite lost her touch while she was locked away, she gave herself a mental pat on the back before slowing the pace of the necklace’s twirling. “My name? Daliya... pleasure to make your acquaintance. What’s your name? Tell me about yourself, sir.” The more she knew about someone, the easier it was to manipulate them. She took hold of the man’s hand with her free one and began to guide him, hoping that he would naturally take the lead seeing as she had little to no clue where they were headed. Her only priority was getting a drink and clearing her head before assessing the situation she suddenly found herself stuck in. Whether if it turned out to be good or bad, at least it was an improvement compared to her prior circumstances.

[blackdaliya]

Finally, there were no walls of the lamp to confine her -- she had finally gotten HER wish: freedom. Daliya scanned over her new surroundings, seeing only potential. Sure, it was a bit odd looking but she knew that she could make the most out of any predicament. Her heels clicked against the pavement as she began to wander around, spotting someone standing by themselves. Seeing this as a chance to have a bit of fun, she approached them. “Um, excuse me?” She began to twirl the necklace around her neck, hoping the stranger would look at it and become entranced by it. “--I want you to show me to the nearest place where I can have a drink, and then I want you to pay for it.” She kept her voice even as she spoke her order, hoping that she wasn’t out of touch with her gift.

[adrizzyle]