#obey me gem event

[hiort]

(has no idea what this is) say ahh!

[ambagel]

I have finally achieved possession of one of my favorite Obey Me cards

I've been grinding this event for over a month, I hate boxes and will never forgive them for the pain they have caused me. I'd like to thank my motivation for not abandoning me, my LD tickets for sustaining my DP supply, NOT the purple gems fuck you purple gems, and Solomon for making this card's existence possible

[supreme-burrito]

My very first pull out of 10

Loved him so much I got him twice

(But that Barbie card….yes…)

[lint-beetle4]

We need more of the nine headed demon

So I would like to request a smut DOM! Xiangliu x SUB! Reader

(Tell me if I'm wrong) snake's also went through ruts or heats

Coiled Pleasures (Dom!Xiangliu x Sub! Reader Smut)

Fun fact: Snakes don't go into heat/rut as that is a mammal thing. They have mating seasons when they are sexually mature however! In this case, I'm going to say that for chaos purposes: bros mad pent up

Also, this one is relatively shorter than the stuff I usually do. Sorry about that!

(Smut below)

You didn't expect to be pounded so thoroughly today, but it seemed your partner had different plans. Honestly, you didn't even expect that Xiangliu had a secret room dedicated to this event, but you couldn't complain, the velvet sheets you gripped onto for dear life were nice, expensive-looking.

You felt a hand tug at your hair, causing you to make a noise akin to growled moan. You felt your lover's hot breath in your ear as he hissed.

"Lift your hips. Do something if you're going to space out on me, darling."

You followed his command with ease, feeling the intensity of the demon's cock pounding deep into your quivering body. God, he was being ruthless today. It wasn't often that the snake demon went into head, but he seemed to lose himself each time, becoming more possessive of you.

You heard the hissing of the snakes that laid upon his head, each of their voices whispering words that had you nearly tearing through the fabric you held onto.

"Fuck--" You moan, hips raising higher as you felt nails digging into them, forcing our legs to stay up despite the way your muscles screamed for rest. "Sir--Sir--I need--"

Your head was pushed against the bed, Xiangliu's grip on your hair forcing your head to the side as he laid a particularly rough thrust into you. "You can't cum yet, my dear. You wouldn't want to get in trouble, do you?"

"Nuh--no, sir." You groaned, clenching around Xiangliu's cock. "I'm--I'm a--"

"Yes," Xiangliu hummed, nipping at your shoulders. "You're a good girl who listens to her master."

It was enticing hearing him growl into your ear, command after command. Like a good little slut, you obeyed, knowing well that the rewards to come after would erase every bit of struggle you went through to please your master. You groaned into the covers, your mental walls slowly crumbling as you succumbed to your heat-ridden fate.

Your arms were lifted up, tugged behind you as Xiangliu let out a shaky sigh, hips jerking slightly as you heard more hissing escaping him. "You're beautiful--You're--You're--"

You moaned as sharp fangs broke through the skin of your neck, a thin tongue practically drinking the blood the flowed down sluggishly. You grinded your hips against your lover, yelping as he smacked your ass.

"You're mine." He growled into your ear, another harsh thrust shaking through your core. "My darling, my gem, my light --"

Xiangliu groaned, fangs making another mark into you as you felt his cocks swell inside of you, releasing hot cum as your partner continued to thrust in you.

You squirmed beneath him, feeling yourself getting impossibly close, yet your hole was still being abused, lewd squelching noises becoming louder and louder as you were filled up with more and more cum. Claws that held you arms went to your hips, forcing you to stay still as the Nine-Headed demon continued to thrust into you with equal ferocity.

"If you cum now, I'll punish you. You don't cum until I say you can." He groaned shakily, as you tightened against him further.

"Yes! Yes--yes, sir!" You stuttered, feeling your mind go blank as your became overstimulated with the way cum dripped out of you and the abuse your poor body was undergoing. Despite everything, you obeyed, feeling a warm, twisting sensation in your core.

His voice continued to warn you, nearly begging you not to cum as he sped up, arms gripping you with desperation and need. The Nine-Headed Demon's hips shook and trembled against you as his voice meekly whimpered, commands turning into whines as he rut against you.

Your body hung limply, the only on your mind was to not cum until you got the command. Your moans laid freely in the air, hot breaths and pants shuddering as Xiangliu kept hitting certain spots inside of you that had you screaming.

You felt your lover's cocks swell again, you moaned loudly, feeling yourself getting filled up again, watching as cum stained the red covered below you. With another thrust, Xiangliu whispered to you lowly, "Cum now, my dear. Cum around me as I fill you up with my seed."

Your body obeyed, your hips moving without delay as they forced more liquid from the snake's cock, milking everything as you clenched around the cocks, feeling as they hardened as quickly as they came into you. Xiangliu's hips weakly thrust once more, hitting your walls with white hot pleasure as you bounced onto him.

With a breathy moan, you finally came, feeling scaly fingers play with you, guiding you to your explosive orgasm.

You fell against the snake demon, panting as his seed dripped outside of you. Your eyes closed, hands massaging your sore muscles as the demon cleaned you with gentle touches.

"Well done, my star."

[devillime]

Okay I need to know why solmare is making some “choices” that aren’t good? But also a redo of an old post

Like first off.

Luke

Why the hell does my little boy have a body pillow like my wife?

Solmare themselves had came out and said he’s TEN yet do shit like this it’s not even funny it’s fucking disgusting that these are OFFICIAL MERCH FROM THEM

Like they could have been creative and made him something different like this

It’s not hard just give him a chihuahua pillow with a removable hat it’s not that hard

Secondly

THIS

I understand if new players haven’t played the original game but why put this here? Not to mention people can have their mcs act different in NB vs SWD like think of it like this let’s say mc forgot all their memories with the brothers completely but as they get closer to them it shows flashbacks from events that happened in the old game that way this wouldn’t be needed

And thirdly

The empty world building

Like don’t get me wrong we know a shit ton of things from devildom yet why have the world be so damn empty?? Like come on

Twisted Wonderland came out in 2020 now sure you can say that “it’s Disney they’ll have more people to help out” then what about arcana twilight?

That game out in 2023 and yes i seen a LOT of similarities between arcana twilight and obey me but they changed it mid way through the game i understand if people were upset about it but why harass them when they don’t sexualize a child as what Solmare is doing to Luke

I get not wanting to your favorite game get plagiarize but it’s just dumb especially when arcana twilight does what obey me is doing with their mc in that

Both mcs don’t have a body sprite

Your mc can be any way you want it to be

Both are non binary

Both have actual ties to the characters that beyond just romantic relationships

I get not wanting a game that is just a copy of another game but once you get deeper into arcana twilight and get closer to floor 13 it’s get better and more interesting but well never know that since the creators pretty much abandoned the game due to the harassment hell judging from my research arcana twilight is the only game were they have were the mc is non binary

Hell Storytaco has a game just like obey me with demons and all but it’s pay to play while arcana twilight isn’t as bad with getting gems

Now

THESE THREE

Now as of right now we all tomorrow at 6pm pdt for when season three of Nightbringer starts

HOWEVER

These three need to show up more than just one time then dip yes they are in events but why have them only show up in events and not the main story

Raphael in Nightbringer is a different story since he’s in the celestial realm but thirteen and Mephistopheles? There’s no excuse like come both of them are in devildom we can met with them and see them more why have it where they pop up once then fall of the face of the earth?

Why show three new characters if your not gonna give us anything much less have us interact with them less and less yes I get that obey me is center about the brothers but also us as the mc

Our interaction with the characters and our relationship with them while i can’t come up with something for thirteen but with Mephistopheles and Raphael there things there that need to be addressed

How does Raphael feel about knowing Simeon is no longer gonna be an angel like him?

His relationship with Michael after the brothers had fallen?

Is Raphael afraid to scared to get close to us because of Simeon and is he afraid that Luke will have to wake two people he cherish them most slowly die in front of him as he gets older?

What’s his opinion on diavolo?

These have been what circulating in my head. Now on to Mephistopheles oh boy I love Lucifer but not delusional enough to ignore what his prescience in devildom had done to Mephistopheles livelihood

How did his family react when they found out that Diavolo chose Lucifer over him?

Does diavolo know the pain he have caused choosing Lucifer?

What is life plan now knowing what he was raised to do was tossed out the window?

Is diavolo ever gonna address that issue and try and resolve it peacefully or is he gonna keep things how it is even if it could cause problems later on?

Will we ever know how Diavolo sees things with Mephistopheles and how he’s going to deal with that?

Do the brothers know why Mephistopheles is rightfully upset with Lucifer?

Are they never going get this resolved with these characters? Like it same with the other side characters we have so much insight about how they are and what they went through but at the same time we don’t it’s really jarring.

[laurentidal]

Intentions

"I know what you're up to, you know."

Cal turned and saw Mrs. Reynolds in the doorway. She'd come to visit her daughter, who had recently moved in with him. They hadn't met before yesterday morning when she'd arrived. They'd exchanged pleasantries, and the three of them had spent what he'd thought was a very nice weekend together. Ginny had just gone to bed and he was about to join her.

"I'm sorry?" he asked confused.

"This has been fun, but why don't you take a seat, Cal. I think it's time we put aside the game and speak plainly."

Having genuinely no idea what she was talking about, he agreed to sit.

"How long have you been working on this plan of yours?"

"Mrs. Reynolds I really am not sure what you're referring to."

"Oh please call me Joy. No reason to stand on ceremony now and even less reason to lie. We both know what you're really after, and I have to tell you that my daughter's inheritance is far from her grasp. I don't plan on shucking off this mortal coil anytime soon. It will be a long, long wait for you. Are you sure you're committed to the long haul?"

"I'm sorry. What inheritance, exactly?"

Joy raised an eyebrow. "The Reynolds Estate," she said simply. "When I die, Joy will be worth well over three hundred million dollars."

"WHAT?"

"Keep your voice down for God's sake. We've kept the truth from her so that she could live a normal life, but our competitors and our adversaries have always had eyes for her. People like you, Mr. Forman. It's my job to see that she'd protected."

She lifted a gold chain from between her breasts and at the end was a long sapphire teardrop.

"This is one of my more recent purchases. I've only had it about a year; hardly any sentimental value. Monetary value, however… It could be sold for nearly ten thousand dollars. It's yours if you admit to your deception and vow to give up the game."

The pendant spun gently on it's chain, catching the rays of the setting sun. It was beautiful and tempting. But Ginny was beautiful, too. And a gem would never love him the way she did.

"Consider your next move carefully, Cal. You can see this gem is worth a lot. You can see the perfection in its cut. You can see the richness of the color. Think long and hard about what your future is worth to you. Focus. Listen to my words. I'm giving you a wonderful opportunity."

Cal's eyes did indeed stay fixed on the crystal. He cursed himself in his own mind for even considering wealth over Ginny. But it was a lot of money. And the crystal was so pretty. The way it sparkled. The way it glimmered. The way…

"… it catches the light. You've been staring quietly so long it seems to me you've made up your mind, haven't you Cal. You want the gem. You can't think of anything else. It has captured you."

"Captured me…," Cal muttered weakly.

"Good. Now that your defenses are down, you will finally be honest with me. You must tell the truth, Cal."

"Yes, Mrs. Reynolds."

"Why did you pursue my daughter?"

"I think she's beautiful and fun." His voice seemed so far away, even to him. Words just tumbled out, unformed by his crystalized mind. "I love her."

"Nonsense. I told you you cannot lie. You must obey me, Cal."

"I obey, Mrs. Reynolds."

"Who are your parents, boy?"

"Stacy Forman and Gregory Forman, Mrs. Reynolds."

She paused. "You aren't related to John and Josephine Forman?"

"No, Mrs. Reynolds. I don't know anyone by those names."

Joy burst out laughing, causing the gem to wobble on it's chain. It's hold over Cal began to weaken. By the time she'd regained her composure, Cal was almost completely conscious again. He simply sat there, stunned by her revelation and her attempt to buy him off; and even more shocked by her success in entrancing him. He was almost too afraid to breath, remaining just as still as he had when he was under.

"What a fun turn of events. Of all the last names you could have had… Well in that case, Cal. I think I approve. You do seem like a lovely young man, now that I know you're not an interloper. I do have one condition, however."

She pulled off her dress, allowing her bare breasts to come into clear view.

"Ginny was making quite the assortment of sounds last night. I think you should give me the same treatment. After all, I'm going to make you very rich some day."

"Yes, Mrs. Reynolds," he answered, trying will all his might to pretend that she was still in control so that she would continue.

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[phasmophobia-territory]

Canon YANDERE/POSSESSIVE Obey Me (part 3) (mask event edition!)

[lucifer | mammon | leviathan | satan | asmodeus | beelzebub | belphegor]

Lucifer

"There's this ache inside of me..."

"Perhaps it's because of my proximity to your soul...?"

"Your soul is mine, and mine alone. I won't suffer you offering it to anyone else."

"Now then, entrust yourself to me."

Mammon

"I want that thing so much it's driving me crazy."

"I ain't never see nothin' as beautiful before. Not gems, not jewels..."

"As long as I've got you, I don't need anything else."

"You are your soul're all mine."

Leviathan

"I'm so glad you came back."

"I was super shocked when you ran off earlier, you know. I thought you might hate me."

"But, you came back. So, that means you don't hate me after all."

"It's okay if I make you mine, right?"

Satan

"...I won't stand for this! How dare you run away from me!"

. . .

"MC! There you are!"

"Good... I didn't know what I was gonna do if your soul had been taken by one of the others."

"As you came back to me, I take it that you're giving your soul to me, right?"

Asmodeus

"You can just say I'm pretty. Go on, don't be shy..."

. . .

"Aw, thanks! By the way, you can repeat that as often as you'd like."

"You're every bit as gorgeous, you know. So gorgeous it's worrisome."

"MC, I want you to be mine and mine only. Can I? I can, right?"

Beelzebub

"...Your soul looks absolutely delicious. I've never seen anything so tasty."

"MC, let me hug you. I'll devour you in my arms."

"That way, we can be together forever. Wouldn't that be great?"

Belphegor

"I can't believe you had the heart to run off and leave me all on my own."

"You know you can't do that, right? We're supposed to be together forever."

. . .

"You really mean it? Even if you change your mind, I'm never going to let you leave."

"I really like you, so I don't want you to go anywhere."

♡here we are! Part 3, with dialogue from the masked event! Devs, I'm begging y'all! PLEASE do another Masked Event-like event PLEASE♡

♡and to you! if you're interested in more content like this check out the yandere masterlist! and do reblog if you liked this!♡

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

In Abstract 2

A sequel no one asked for. First Series: Portrait of a Dangerous Man

Warnings: noncon/rape, some violence, blood, alluded murder (for now?), grief, confusing, criminal allusions, some untagged extreme events.

This is dark!mob!Clark Kent x reader and explicit. 18+ only.  Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Synopsis: You adjust to life with Clark, thought the past won’t seem to let you go.

Character: mob!Clark Kent

Note: Thank you all for your support on the first chapter.

Thanks to everyone for reading and thanks in advance for all your feedback. :) I appreciate your comments and enthusiasm! Reblogs help and are like candy, so please, feed me.

I really hope you enjoy. 💋

<3 As usual, I’d appreciate if you let me know what you think with a like or reblog or reply or an ask! Love ya!

A mosaic of red, amber, and yellow reflects against the wall. The glass shade of the lamp glows low in the airy space, giving enough light to see yourself in the mirror, but leaves the room behind you in gloom. You place an earring on the pillow of your jewelry box, then the other.

You reach to unclasp the ehavy diamond necklace, the noose that signals your ultimate fate. The glint of the gems refracts in your reflection and stings your vision. You freeze and stare at the shell you've become. A mannequin dressed to his delight.

"Leave it," Clark demands from the doorway.

You slowly lower your hands to the edge of the vanity and say nothing. How long has he been watching? The same question you've asked over and over. The rotting guilt of how long it took you to realise the true intentions of this man. Maybe if you saw it sooner…

Maybes do nothing for the present certainty.

You stand between the velvet stool and the desk. As you do, Clark crosses the room and comes up behind you. He holds you in place, he large hands on your shoulders. You avoid his gaze in the mirror.

He hooks his fingers in the satin straps of your dress and follows them down. He feels along the top to the zipper and tugs it down with a single swipe. You brace the table to keep still against his force.

He guides the sleek sheath down your figure and unveils the black lacy ensemble beneath. You've obeyed him and for that he might have mercy. He lets out a hum a your dress heaps at your feet. He reaches around you to cup the lacy bra that does little to conceal you chest.

He leans into you, breathing you in as his hands trails down along your stomach. He purrs as he steps over the stool and perches on it. He has you crowded against the desk.

He retracts his hands as you try not to topple in the tight space. His zippers slices through the silence and he groans. You watch yourself, you see the shame in the hollow depths of your eyes, the defeat in the slant of your shoulders.

He traces the thin straps of the high-cut panties and trails down the scallop of the hem. He shoves his fingers down below your ass and feels along your folds. He wiggles them until your stand wider.

You bend slightly forward, gripping the vanity desk for balance. He teases you, toys with you as you see the subtle movement if his other arm past your reflection. You lower your chin and hide in the storm of your body's betrayal.

He urges you back. You fold to his will, as you always have. Your vision blurs and you're back in that moment. The smell of gunpowder and blood, the last gurgling breaths of the man you spend years with. 

Clark paws at you, pushing aside the lace as he angles you over him. He sits you in his lap slowly, inching into you until you quiver with fullness. You grasp his thigh as he opens you up to the mirror, the sight of him sinking deeper drawing your gaze. You turn your head, ashamed of how the scene intoxicates you.

You loathe this man to the core but he consumes you. Without your permission, he steals the pleasure once reserved only for a man you loved. A man you believed loved you, too.

Your head drops down but he catches your chin and forces it back up. He growls as he nuzzles behind your ear, "watch."

Your eyes snap wide and you see yourself. Weak and defeated in his lap. You feel perilous atop him as he keeps your bodies balanced on the narrow velvet bench. He rocks your hips as his eyes descend to the joining of your lust, the ways your unbidden desire glistens on his thick length.

He bows his head, his fingers finding your tender bud as he tilts you against him. Deliberate long strokes as he moves you to his whim. He kisses your neck, wetting the skin with his tongue before biting into it. You squeal as he snarls, moving you faster, deeper, as he stirs fire in your core.

You moan as your head lolls in his grip. You can't look away. You watch your desecration, feel it eating you from inside out. Your futility dissipates into the ecstast of his fiddling fingers and you twitch as you cum in surrender.

You pant wildly as he drags his hand up your stomach. He curls his fingers, digging his nails into your flesh. He scratches you, tearing at your flesh as he uses you. He moves out faster, and faster, until your dizzy and dumb.

He stands suddenly, jolting you against the desk. Your face hits the glass, your reflection blurred in the mirror. You slap your hand beside you, gripping the frame as he ruts into you without pause. He covers your hand with his, nipping you again, leaving tender spots down your shoulder. 

The feet of the vanity scrape and grind, the contents bouncing atop it, pearls spilling, the diamonds across your collar swinging as you cling on. You shudder and whine as he buries himself over and over, as deep as he can, until the pleasure is tamped out by the pain. 

He spreads his hand across your forehead, forcing your face up as his other hooks around your necklace. He rams against you until your toes slide on the floor, until our bracing onto the wood desperately. Until you're sure you could shatter into pieces.

This is what you wanted, right? The money, the life of an artist, free to sit in a room an paint, only for the cost of your soul.

🎨

Blackness. Silky and swirling. Deep and dull. Reaching for you, pulling you down, swathing you unbreakable bounds. 

BANG!

You wake to the dark room. The gunshot echoes in your ears. So real you swear it must have been. Yet the sonorous house is quiet and the man beside you undisturbed.

You stare up at the ceiling, then trail your gaze down the pointed post of the bed. Clark's warmth clouds around you, his arm draped around your middle. Even asleep, he must keep you in his thrall.

The blankets swoop over his hip, leaving his torso and a single leg naked. You turn your head to stare at the pits of his sockets, the way the darkness gathers in the angles of his face, a wraith at rest. You feel his breath like a desert storm as it escapes him in long blustery snores.

You're still for some time. Just until your heart calms, until Marcus' pleas fade away. You touch his forearm, feeling the bulging veins, and shift it slowly away. You sit up and replace yourself with a pillow.

Carefully, you crawl down to the foot of the bed. You dip a leg down, then the other, bringing your soles flat onto the rug. You sift through the night like wandering soul, sweeping the robe from its hook as you flee to the door. 

You coax the hinges so they don't groan. You leave the clasp uncaught and begin down the hallway. The eerie silence beckons to you.

You go into the room-made-studio. The large easel towers in the shadows, the windows gleaming as the curtains hang at the borders, the snow feeding the moonlight. 

Canvases line the wall, half-finished dreams and torn nightmares. You go to the drawing table and take the sketchbook from atop it. You snatch a pencil from the bunch and look around.

The room changes. The easel overturns and the air laces with nickel and smoke. A deep voice rolls through the lull and tears salt your eyes.

You pull the chain on the lamp and sit in its glow, legs crossed on the cold floor. The pencil moves to record the still life of your memory. The lead turns dull as you scribble, shade, and smudge, until finally it snaps. 

You bat away the gloss of your grief and look at the page. Marcus' chest gapes as his life pools beneath him, stained across your front as you hold the gun, a faceless figure behind you, holding you by a noose. Clark is little more than a humanoid cluster of zig zags and loops. A scribbled beast taunting his prey. 

You drop the pencil and flip to the page before. It’s the same. Almost. In every sketch there’s something slightly out of place. Sometimes it’s not a gun by a knife. Other times, it’s you in the chair, bleeding out, but you’re still holding the gun. You keep turning until you reach the cover and snap the book shut altogether.

Clark stole more than an apartment, a boyfriend, and a life. He stole your art. He extracted your very essence and set it to curdle.

🎨

You add a layer of foam to your mother’s cup before presenting her with your novice attempt at a latte. The overpriced machine is no good in your hands but for a simple medium roast or at best an americano. Can’t mess up espresso and water that much.

She smiles but it doesn’t go further than her lips. She’s unimpressed. It’s out of character given that every inch of the house has thus far astounded her. In a grim way, her enthusiasm echoes Marcus. The way he marveled at the elaborate mansion and fatefully, aspired to it.

“Fancy machine,” she comments as she slides her mug closer, examining the top.

“Yup,” you mutter.

“You’ve got it all, sweetheart, why so glum?”

You want to roll your eyes. It’s a coffee machine. It’s all just things. A necklace, a ring, a house. There is no life in it, no spirit, they are just items without meaning, some don’t even have a purpose. Vases without flowers and candlesticks without flames.

“I’m tired,” you say. It’s not a lie, you’re damn exhausted. You can’t remember the last night you slept without waking to the screams of your ex reverberating in your ears. “How are you doing, jetlag hitting you?”

“Not really, it’s an hour difference, hun,” she takes a sip and makes a face, “oh, bitter.”

She gives you a long look as if she isn’t just commenting on the drink. You reach for her mug as she sets it down and you carry it to the sink to dump it out.

“You’ll have to try. I can’t seem to work it,” you admit defeat.

“Oh, dear, you know I’m just very particular about my coffee,” she comes around, approaching the machine. “It’s all about the balance.”

She opens the top and empties the grounds. You stand back and lean on the counter. You sense the air shift and from the corner of your sight, you see Clark enter. You try not to show your discomfort.

“Smells like coffee,” he hums.

“Ah, well, hate to disappoint, it’s not done yet,” your mother tosses over her shoulder, “what do you take? Mocha? Latte?”

“Dark roast is fine,” he affirms as he nears and sets his hand on your shoulder. He leans in to kiss your cheek, his fingers playing with the high collar of your turtleneck, alluding to what you’re hiding beneath. He trails his hand down your arm and takes your hand, raising it only to stop short. “Where’s your ring?”

“Oh, uh, I… put it back in the box. I didn’t want to lose it–”

“In the box,” your mother says, “you should wear it proudly.”

“Um, yeah, I just thought… we’re not going anywhere.”

Clark clicks his tongue and lets you go. He inhales deeply and tucks his hands in his pockets, “does that matter? If we’re going anywhere? It’s not about showing off.”

“He’s right,” your mother agrees.

You hold back a sigh. “I didn’t mean…”

“She’s always been a bit forgetful,” your mother intones, “ah, if I found such a dashing guy, you know I’d wear a ring like that to bed even.”

“I’ll go get it,” you say.

Clark stares at you, gaze boring into you as his nostrils flare. Your mother continues to finagle the machine as you sidle away. He mouths to you, ‘hurry up’.

You bow your head and scurry out. As you reach the door, you peek back at your mother. Clark turns to watch her. There’s something sinister about how he keeps one hand on his belt, as if he’s hiding something there. You don’t hesitate any longer.

You’re almost in a full run by the time you reach the stairs. You puff up onto the landing and down the hall. You go to the vanity, still askew from the night before. You find the velvet box and wiggle the ring free.

You stop and turn it between your fingers. It feels heavier than it should. As you slide it on, it’s like a vice around you, locking you in this place forever. You shudder and you glance at yourself in the mirror.

There she is, the woman he wants. She’s not you, she just wears your face, she was born from your fear. You drop your hands and push your shoulders straight, marching out as if to the executioner.

As you reach the first floor, you hear your mother trilling. You enter the kitchen to the sight of her presenting Clark with a mug. He peers inside and gives a half-smirk.

“I was a barista in college,” she boasts, “not like my little Tweety,” she winks at you as you enter, “she worked at a pizza joint. Oh, you should’ve seen her. All that grease made her so pimply! She smelled like pepperoni.”

“Ha,” you force a laugh, “yeah, not my finest era.”

“Oh, but look at her now,” she preens, “so elegant. She’s caught herself a gentleman.”

Clark gives a bashful chuckle. She touches his arm, her thumb rubbing his sleeve.

“Take care of her for me,” she says, the allusion to the dead bites you, “better than the last one.”

“Always,” Clark turns his head to face you, “all I ever wanted was to prize her. To treat her well. Better than anyone could.”

[allhailmeandmy]

I really don't wanna complain , nor am I the type that does, but I'll rant , cuz even I am getting frustrated now

So, under for complaining, I apologise

It's so frustrating that the one thing they get consistent is BP, making different choices to change for the worst

You need how much for Solomon seals to get a card guaranteed? 2400 seals?

How about red keys? Cuz you'll get a gold, just not the card ur pulling for nor the artifact, for example , I've been trying for beelzebubs attacker artifact since it was put on the banner, the card is maxed no artifact, I stopped trying back when red keys were still in pancake store, and the remaining I had left I used on Lucifer, I got 3-4 repeats, non for lucifer nor his artifact, or even the new leviathan card, 3 of those repeats being those for pancake store since most are repeats

The red keys in the pancake store will be the fall of it sooner or later, cuz now there's only exchange for gems, panty game, or buy them. And the issue with these is, for f2p, the only thing you get is panty game, 1 red key per day, so u might get a 10 pull once a month.... how generous

Red gems wise, the exchange is not worth it till u have over 4k gems, and u don't get those often either, I'll try to have a look and keep track of the gems to see how much you get per week

There's event exchange, but those don't even give you a 10 pull so, plus events ( not bp) happen like once per 2 months maybe

So how tf are people supposed to get any?

I play and have played over 10 different gatchas, from every ikemen game, obey me ( both og and nb, both since release), genshin ( star rail for a short bit), wuthering waves, cookierun, pokemon masters, nu carnival, arcana twilight, and probably more that I don't remember, and the ones I stayed for have 1 thing in common, that being events and better ways of earning pulls.

Obey me wise, even if u don't get any new cards you will get a 10 pull from completing the first slide of rewards if you're an active player, if you're lucky with pulls you'll get 20 or more depending on what type of event it is ( 1 is regular events other is gatcha event rewards) , and the store from ravens, you get as much as u get ravens from og obey me, while nb gives u 10 pull from the store per month, not as good, but personally from the pulls u get from the events you don't notice unless you're on a loosing streak , in my personal opinion some might feel different its OK, plus u get flash sales and level up sales for pulls, so many opportunities

Cookierun, as someone who played since sonic collab, I've not had issues for pulls, you get many gems and pulls from events, daily activities like guilds, raids and others, plus they don't really do reruns but new characters , recently they did group reruns for certain cookies, but consistently I had 30k saved up in case of new cookies from daily activities

Can't believe whb is making me talk well of genshin... but even genshin is more generous if ur an active player, u need 160 for a pull, daily activity alone gives 60, but they get events consistently, as a player of over a year I get 6k promo per month, and I kept track for 15 months on traveler's diary, as well as 5 pulls on the monthly store, and as much as u get from masterless startglitter u get from repeats

And nu carnival... from same collab company they had for whb since they're on erolabs, they too have a monthly store for 10, and more events, tho the rates could be better, they at least have some consistency

So what does whb lack? Events, consistency, and store exchange. Not many events and when they're there they last a month, and what u get leaves much to be desired, you don't get much info about when and what till it happens or they have a post a week before about it, store exchange gems wise is really expensive even the new one they added, and other currencies don't give u red keys or give barely any, wow 1 key! So nice!

And then there's the "they're a small company" so? Giving red keys in store doesn't cost them. If anything, it'd make people more likely to buy things, because at least u get something even if you're loosing, so it doesn't feel as that big a loss as it could be. I understand that it'd probably cost em to make more events and make em consistent, so they'd have to write writers, but! But but but! They don't have to make big lore events everytime! They could make shorter more light hearted events! Like.... nu carnival or obey me, mc and nobles and kings having mindless fun, like idk? Beach event, they go to a beach and interact, just a fun little filler while waiting for other things grander things to be in works in the meantime, they don't have to make new cards, or new sprites, they could but they don't have to yk? Just something smaller where u see how characters interact and have fun with u

Pb could also do something like welking or obey me vip, 5 dollar a month for red gems every day for a whole month or anything they'd decide on giving, or the vip where they could give per month perks, like discounts on deals, vip deals, per month gems, early sneak peaks. Yk?

Like I'm comparing, cuz I've been playing all those for so long, I mean 5 years in obey me? Why do u think that is? And I've been supporting pb for a while, I was there for love unholyc since the year it came out, preregistered for dokidoki, preregistered for whb and waited for updates despite the delays, I want them to succeed I want well for pb, for that they need to change for better. The rating on play store is 3 stars for a reason, people are leaving for a reason, people aren't willing to give the game a try for a reason. They need to look at the competitions and compare and see what works and what doesn't, and even the panty game changed for worse ( my opinion as someone who played it every day) but I didn't complain since no one else did so I didn't wanna be a spoil sport for anyone, but they gave more, but once more they decided to change the rate to be lower with gold panties , and gave gold, who tf is low on golf?

Not to mention pies... 60 pies on 1 lvl up skill, and u get the pies on the pancake excha- oh right

That all to say, that's just how I feel personally, you can disagree that's fine, but I complain as a fan, and someone who wants better for the game, I'm still here for a reason, I started to post here for a reason despite never posting my own stuff online, I do love the game, but the devs don't, at least it doesn't feel like they do

Also how u have to buy both bp's for a card is really scummy in my opinion, as someone who considered it for juno card, 40 plus 10 for a card? Y not make it 1 payment not 2? Definitely made me not want it immediately but that's just me ig

Feel free to add on, I'm not trying to start a discourse or an argument, I just want change for better

[diavolo-is-babygirl]

Diavolo’s response to the whale, during the Aquarium event, had me thinking of a few things earlier.

I’m on Lesson 4 of the main story. I’m not compelled to play the main story, and I’m only tuned into it when it concerns world-building and/or Diavolo’s lore. Other than that, I’m not particularly concerned with it. I’ll read about it on Twitter or even here. And I know that could be considered bad news for the writing, but please hear me out.

I’m perfectly happy playing the events. Take the Aquarium event, for example. There’s an abundance of super sweet, wholesome moments between all of the characters. Mammon goes pretty deep in one scene. The writing’s no where near perfect, I think a lot of us can agree on that, but when the writing shines, it shines like a meteor. I know events have little, if anything, to do with the main story, but I’m not even done with Aquarium yet and there’s just so much adorable dialogue. I’m almost even inclined to like Luke, thanks to what I’ve seen of him during the event.

The writing’s nowhere near perfect. I don’t think there’s nearly enough emphasis on Diavolo’s lore. Nightbringer is currently MIA. Asmo hasn’t gotten even an inch of development. Mephistopheles is treated as a joke quite often. Everyone wants to see Michael. There’s a thousand and one things wrong with the writing, whether you’re upset over a certain character’s development, the world-building, or both. But I’m grateful for the gems we are given.

Besides, that just leaves an infinite amount of room for Obey Me headcanons and OCs.

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[lilirot]

Obey Me's monetization has been incredibly antagonist since the original game. It didn't start with Nightbringer it's always been there. Nightbringer frankly should have been there chance to move away from it and do better but they chose to stick with the same bad systems and in some ways make them worse (there is no excuse for locking Devil Flower behind Skill 2) even if it improved leveling cards in other ways (earlier access to UR cards). They increased the price on the 200 AP you get when you run out (10DP > 20DP), I haven't checked but apparently in OG there is no limit on getting tickets with Ravens while in NB now it's 10 a month?? Also, the price of Joker cards was fucking absurd w/ ravens. Just one UR+ for 500???? And like man events in OM were just handled poorly because like they're the basically the ""endgame"" but also the best way to progress as a player. Like, there is a reason most story-heavy Mobage have the main story as relatively easy to get through or scales reasonably to how much powerlevel the player should have at that point and doesn't potentially leave them stuck for like weeks having to grind out cards (especially if they're F2P) in order to get slightly ahead in the story. The devs did fix the player power issue for events somewhat however they never addressed a bigger issue of not giving players enough AP without some strict scheduling (and even then there is still a deficit) that I don't think I've seen any other Mobage do??? Like, players should be able to get the UR memory even as F2P w/ no cards that should have been the default and better rewards if you're a whale. And man all the that grinding and effort for a story that was mediocre. They tried to be like half-way between the "buy gems to unlock routes/choices" games and your average mobile RPG and it wasn't great. It's part of why WW and Fabsnap piss me off so much they could have put that money into a better game but they spent it on a flashy mechanic in order to justify NB when making significant mechanical upgrades would have been enough.

[mylittlesecrethaven]

Obey Me Vs TWST Vs Genshin Pulling Methods

Because these are 3 of the games I play the most and they all have a pulling/wishing system. And I wanna rank em.

1st Place - Genshin Impact

Look, I love TWST showcase system, but just in terms of luck, ability to get cool shit, and ease of use, Genshin wins.

It's simple to look through what you can get. You can get cool weapons alongside characters that are actually useful that are also ranked 5 star, and the luck system is pretty cool.

Maybe it's just me, but getting good pulls happens a lot, and there's rarely any wishes that I outright hate or that I get so annoyed with because I can't get something. And if I do get a 5 star character? Even better!

2nd Place - TWST

Yeah, Obey Me couldn't hold a candle to this. TWST was pretty close in beating Genshin, but the luck for TWST isn't as good as with Genshin, imo.

However, the showcases are super easy to look through, I can tell what I'm most likely to get from the showcases, and there aren't a shit ton of different cards that I can get, meaning that I can get doubles and therefore level up that card more.

Also, like Genshin, you can see how many pulls you have done. (Although, with TWST, instead of simply being told how many pulls you need for what, it has a progress bar, which is super nice.) (Also, this is from much later, but while TWST has less cards than Obey Me, they are better quality and have more stuff for the cards, so even if you get a regular card, it's still fun to have because of all the stuff you can do with it besides side stories and fights)

3rd Place - Obey Me

This is for both OG and NM because they basically have the same banner system.

But.... yeah.... Obey Me's banner system kinda sorta sucks. You can see the card you want front and center, yes, but trying to see what else you're likely to get is extremely difficult. Also, the luck on Obey Me fucking sucks, and it's a total cash grab.

Also, there's way too many different cards. I can't even tell you how many times I get new N cards every time I pull, and I've been playing for a long ass time. I rarely ever get a double card, and it's usually only for an N card I already have. (Cause, yet again, the luck system is shit.) (Although, getting gems from the pulls is ok. It's not great, but it's something)

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So, yeah. This is just my ranking off of personal experience. I can't even tell you how badly I wanted to put TWST 1st, but I had to do what was right and do Genshin just of the luck and pity system.

Edit from later: Also, because I forgot to put this, while you do get a lot of free pulls for the regular banners in Obey Me, you don't actually get the currency to pull from the event banners very often. (I actually haven't gotten the little devil pull thingies in a long while) But in Twst, I can pull maybe once ever week and a half and for Genshin I can pull maybe every three weeks because I can easily get the currency.

(Edit from waaayyy later: There was a reblog talking about how twst pulling was better, and while it didn't really have much else regarding that besides how they personally felt, it did make me think for a minute. So, now that I'm thinking about it, maybe twst does have a better pulling system. Cause every card I've ever gotten off the showcases, I've used. Not just in battle, but in the Guest Room and on the home screen. Plus, if I get a double that I've already got full Uncapped on, I get something I can spend in the store for more backgrounds. So, while I'm in a sensible state of mind, I'm gonna say twst is probably better than Genshin simply because you use all the cards in twst at some point, and I could bet $20 y'all don't even glance at weapons if they aren't 4 star.)

[attic-club-sandwich]

Help Me Understand

a short drabble written for the @ombrotherlylove2023! I hope you all enjoy! And thank you for hosting the event! I've had so much fun writing the prompts and I can't wait to share the rest of my stories! 💜

A/N: This story is set in the Nightbringer Era so Satan is very much new to the world and how things work, so he often gets easily frustrated. A small miscommunication between the pair leads to a rare, but much needed moment of bonding between them.

Taglist: @amberrskiies, @obey-me-posts, @sassykattery, @delphi-dreamin, @bite-sized-devil, @flemmingbamse, @a-hidden-gem, @otomefoxystar, @siofrantic, @todothedodo, @marvelous-maniac, @nonbinary-disaster, @selfmadender, @animeismyhappyplace, @vampire-tr4mp, @meiloorun-tea, @ana-dear , @gaychaosgremlin, @sidgethegamer, @jasper-s-phantym

Day 1: Misunderstandings, Lucifer & Satan.

floral divider by @/saradika

Lucifer hadn’t really meant what he said. If he’s being honest, the Avatar of Pride felt…bad. He knew Satan was struggling with his emotions after his sudden and unexpected arrival into the Devildom and he wasn’t trying to do anything to trigger him too badly. He was beginning to get tired of the constant repairs on the house.

As he sat in his office, he thought back to the events that had transpired earlier that day. In truth, Lucifer had been quite preoccupied while in a meeting with Diavolo that he hadn’t thought much about the text he had received from Satan. He had just typed out a quick reply so he wasn’t making him wait too long for a response. However, his short reply really seemed to anger Satan. 

Lucifer, I am done with that book I borrowed from your office. 

Is it okay if I drop it off? I really enjoyed it. Thank you for letting me borrow it. 

....

I don’t care. 

Fuck you, Lucifer. 

Whatever, I know you don’t care. 

You never cared about me. 

The eldest demon realized by the time he got back home that had never replied to explain the miscommunication. Damn it, he thought as he rubbed his temples. I need to apologize. Lucifer figured that the younger demon would be in his room for the evening, so he began to make his way down the hallway of the House of Lamentation. He stopped once he reached Satan’s door, a nervous sweat beginning to form on his forehead. He wasn’t sure what to expect out of this interaction, but he was too sure it would end in Satan once again destroying something. Finally after a few moments, he knocked; 3 small taps that would be sure to grab Satan’s attention vital to the house’s architecture. “Who is it?” He heard a voice from the other side. Lucifer cleared his throat, “Um, It’s me, Lucifer.” There was a pause before the voice spoke again. This time it was steeped with anger. “Go away. I don’t want to talk to you.” Lucifer sighed. “I know you don’t. But I need to explain myself.” To his surprise, the door opened slightly, Satan’s emerald eyes glowing through the crack in the door. “If you just came here to belittle me even more, you can turn right back around.” he hissed. Lucifer rolled his eyes as he crossed his arms over his chest. “No, Satan. I actually came here to apologize.” Satan’s brow furrowed in confusion as he was for once, silent. Lucifer noticed his hesitation and stepped forward. “Can I come in? We can talk this over if you’d like.” Satan nodded slowly, backing up so Lucifer could enter his bedroom. The blonde demon walked over and sat down on his bed, crossing his arms protectively around himself. “Satan, that text message was a misunderstanding.” Satan refused to meet his crimson gaze. “Yeah, right.” he muttered. Lucifer slowly walked over to sit down beside his brother. “I mean it. I was busy in a meeting with Diavolo. I had to make it a quick response as I didn’t want to keep you waiting.” Satan glanced down at his lap, clearly frustrated. “Then why did you say you didn’t care? I-I don’t…understand.” Lucifer gave him a small smile. He could hear the frustration rising in his voice. It was still hard for Satan to understand certain things, communication through text messages being one of them. “I just mean that I didn’t care if you dropped off the book in my office. I apologize for not being more clear. I know you are still learning and I failed to remember that.” Satan glanced up at his older brother, his green eyes filled with tears. “Oh…I-I guess I overreacted then…” Lucifer shrugged. “It’s fine, Satan. I just wanted to clarify that to you.” Satan nodded, his face flushed as he quickly wiped away his tears. He wasn’t sure if they were from anger or relief and he was quite flustered about tearing up in front of Lucifer out of all people. “I won’t say anything to the others, so no worries.” Lucifer winked before getting up from the bed. “I should be going now, I still have some paperwork from the meeting to finish up.” 

Just as Lucifer was about to leave, Satan also jumped up from his spot on the bed. “Wait! I um..I have that book.” Lucifer turned around again to see him taking a book off of his bedside table. He held it out to him, glancing away as his cheeks were still dusted pink. Lucifer smiled as he took the book from him. “Thank you, Satan. So you enjoyed it? I thought reading about Devildom history would be rather boring for you.” Satan shook his head, his face lighting up at the opportunity to discuss his thoughts on the book. “No way, I found it very interesting. I want to learn everything I can about the three realms and more.” Lucifer relaxed as he leaned up against the door, the book tucked in his arms over his chest. He found that he was enjoying listening to Satan recount his favorite facts about the Devildom, and was glad that his younger brother was no longer upset with him…for now anyways. Lucifer decided he would take advantage of the rare moment that they weren’t at each other's throats. “Let me know if you’d like to borrow any other books. You are free to browse the library, if you’d like.” Satan nodded enthusiastically, a smile plastered on his face. “Yes, thank you, Lucifer. I’d appreciate that.”

[boys-reverie]

i don't read event stories all that often (blame obey me), but the very title of "cloudcalling on the savannah" allured me (i have a thing about clouds). my mother even agreed that that title was epic! i'm loving it so far, i can't wait for the next part of the event comes out. enjoy this gem.

[yuuniee]

“Oh my, it’s tea time again~ What kind of tea shall I have today~?”

Name: Celestine Belladonna

Japanese: セレスティン・ベラドンナ (serestin beradonna)

Voiced by: Saori Oonishi

School/Grade: Sherlyn Holmes College, first year (former)

Birthday: March 6th ♓

Age: 16

Height: 179 cm

Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous

Homeland: Kingdom of Enternalle

Hobby: Restoring old furniture with magic, finger painting

Pet Peeves: Being left alone, being ignored constantly, people messing up her ‘home’

Fav. Food: Angel’s food cake

Least Fav. Food: Hot chili pepper

Talent: Pulling tricks on Halloween

Appearance: She has long, flowing white hair, and a light-grey/pale-pinkish dress with a light-pink bodice. A light-cream/white skirt with ruffles extends downwards as a part of her dress. A small, golden crown with two pearls and a teardrop shaped blue gem sits atop her head. Her pink eyes are somewhat almond-shaped. The ghost form itself is a light gray, and the effect of her floating is clearly shown as the bottom of the figure fades away.

Personality: She’s very soft hearted, can come off as naive and loves to pull tricks with her newfound ghost form. But she’s also very considerate of people; she always thinks if any of her actions affect others negatively unless her desire to protect her loved ones is blinding her.

Unique Magic: “Persephone’s Kiss”

“Allow me to give you a very special gift, from the bottom of my heart...”

「Persephone’s Kiss」〜

Allows her to make everyone obey her when she gives them a special kiss. However, other people can see her lips glowing when she’s about to use it. The kiss then becomes a kiss mark and the affected people can actually spread it to others. But it can be stopped if one manages to avoid her kiss, or if the target is a stranger to her.

Fun Facts:

The place she currently calls ‘home’ is known as the Haunted Mansion. It may seem like there are many people living there, however in reality, there’s only Celestine and her two ghost friends, named Lynn and Shirin.

Her ghost friends can take human-ish forms, and they are very protective of her. If someone dares to upset her, they will appear and fight off that poor unfortunate soul.

She likes ribbons and dresses a lot. The one she always wears is, however, from when she was a human before.

The mark on her wrist is called a Rebirth Mark, partly indicating that she had died as a sickly girl.

She likes to scare people on Halloween by possessing everything she can around the mansion with her friends to make it seem like it’s haunted. Especially the unwanted guests! >:3c

Her and Skully are close friends, though she doesn’t show herself to him because she knows he doesn’t like ghosts... But that doesn’t stop her from keeping an eye on him sometimes.

According to Sally, only those who truly care about her seem to be able to touch her without their hand passing through her.

Her appearance changes depending on her emotions. When she feels a positive emotion, she gets more vibrant and almost glows. When she feels a negative emotion, she becomes more transparent and seems like she’s disappearing.

She still loves Halloween even if she had died the day before.

Her favorite flowers are hibiscus and lilies.

Despite seeming like she doesn’t know about a lot of things, she knows a lot of plants that are poisonous, creatures that are dangerous and people’s intentions that are obvious.

After the Nightmare Before Christmas event, she gets a pendant with the similar teardrop shaped crystal as her tiara and it allows her to turn into her human form as long as she wears it. The moment she takes it off, she’ll become a ghost again.

[More facts are yet to come, please be patient!! :3c]

[radnewspaperroom]

I was washing dishes and had a thought.

Spoilers past here if you haven't completed the story, so I'm only warning you once!

A lot of exchange Students who use Twitter are worried that the OG Obey Me game isn't going to be getting as much love once Nightbringer comes around.

After 3 or 4 years, you don't get any more birthday or anniversary calls, and we've been at Lesson 80 for darn near almost a year

They also had a line in the newspaper picture about making OM! Nightbringer even bigger and better than the OG, but that it's not stopping (I also noted that they didn't say the story would continue, just that it wasn't going anywhere. Their other apps didn't for a really long time)

What if they're gonna retcon everything in the OG?

The OM devs aren't shy about slyly retconning stuff to make the story work. Lucifer and Michael have changed what angels they are, Simeon has as well, and before the story was that when the boys fell--they met Diavolo's father. He gauged their power, gave them their order and titles.

Yet now, their sins have always been a part of them, but heavily suppressed in their angel days, and the devil king was already asleep underground when they came. According to Nightbringer, RAD didn't exist before the boys fell. But according to the Glory Days card for Lucifer, it did, and he went there on a tour once.

I suppose it could be explained away in, he didn't want to change out of his angel garb because he still considered himself an angel after the fall, being in denial, but then again, in the Lilith flashback he was aware and sad about it.

ANYWAY!

It really wouldn't surprise me if they decided to change MORE in Nightbringer to help the story fit. Or explained the changes that subtly happened like that in the OG was due to the events in Nightbringer.

What if they update from 81-90 or 100 and the last lesson is what sends MC to the past and erases their memory? Lesson 80 ends with MC talking to Solomon and him telling them to tell everyone hi for him before they zip back to the Devildom at will, having mastered teleport magic.

It sorta feels like a "and on and on it goes until the end of time" ending that some anime and manga take, leaving it up to interpretation, or it feels the start of a new season.

80-100 could be the events that lead up to MC meeting the mysterious figure that we see in some of the ads holding the clock. It'll also give us time to romance/get to know the new side characters: Mephistopheles, Raphel and Thirteen before the end.

I could easily see lesson 100 ending with "the story continues? In Obey Me! Nightbringer!"

Then we pick back up in OM! Nightbringer as both a sequel and a prequel and it totally changes everything?

A way to experience that first time feeling, but with characters we know and love because our interfering messes with the ending.

Kinda weird though, as OM was the first SWD game that broke away from their typical set up to Otome games.

I said before but I've played a LOT of Solmare games, and they usually went like this: a nondescript-ish (usually a thin, light skinned, brown haired) female would be thrown into a new situation, be helpless and depend on 1 of X amount of guys to defend her.

Depending on her choice, she could get a good, neutral or bad ending to THAT person's story. And each boys involvement with the story changed the ending of the overall tale. No ending was just a like.

I wonder if they're going back to that old model, in that we'll pair off with a boy and go down his route and experience the story in different ways, and getting different endings.

Plus it'll really feel weird with the rhythm gaming aspect, as far as I know, it's a first for Solmare. The rest of the games depended on chance, buying items and leveling up a doll version of your girl.

It used to really annoy me, because you'd need something like gems to get an ultra romantic version of a section of story disguised as a "choice". In it, you'd get super romantic lines and a beautiful picture to go with it, but without outright buying the needed gems or whatever they wanted, you had a snowballs chance in hell of seeing it.

Really really really really hope they don't go back to that