#ship swap challenge

[paper-starz]

"The guilt lingers like suffocating cigar smoke."

Character: Barnaby (ft Wally as Well lmao)

Style: Mixed Media

Time spent: 4 hrs

WEHEHEHHEHE!! LOOKY LOOKYYY!!!! IT'S ART CHALLENGE PT 3!!! HERE WE HAVE BARNABY AND WALLY!!! I wonder what Barnaby is thinking about.....

OK! I wanted to use as many textures as POSSIBLE!!! Watercolor, oil painting, dots, circles, lines, and even PENCILS ARE HERE BABBYYYYYYY!!!!! I also mightve done Barnaby specifically because I wanted to do the rainbow smoke.... What can I say? I LOVE color!!!

Textures and effects change the drawing a heck-ton too! Below is the same picture without the effects!

Without the Lines!!!

Without all the effects!

I'm actually REALLY proud how this one came out! The colors are vibrant! And the TEXTUREEEE! (You guys probably know by now that I will NEVER shut up about texture)

But hey! Since I'm trying to learn about this stuff, can you guys give me pointers? Tips? Tricks? On how to properly texturize and push my art more? Or just some critique in general?

[zizzenetes]

I didn't want any of this but I'm back on the darkside with my sillies :"D

Also yeah I headcanon the swaps to be the tallest sanses because of their papyrus energies

Swap sans belongs to the fandom

Nightmare sans belongs to @jokublog

[truly-morgan]

Age swap mobrei ship sheet How I think AS!mobrei would be together

Close Up + Template↴

[riku-wo]

Cringetober Week 2

Notes: Skipped Day 9 (Childhood Video Game), and Day 11 (5+1 Things)

[deeva-arud]

Checked my notes looking for pending Cateeva drawing ideas and now I feel the need to clone myself to do everything

[klemgrimm]

Day 6 - wearing each other’s clothes

Elwood is unhappy because Dean just wears everything better.

Day 7 - cosplaying

Derek was somewhat inspired by captain America so it was fun to draw him in cosplay! Grateful that his boyfriend went with him to ComicCon uwu

[phoenixortheflame]

Bound: Licurici by @lou-isfake

Cover art by @saijordison. Typeset, bound, and designed by me, @phoenixortheflame.

Charlie wanted Harry, but he’d never planned on having him. He’d never planned on Draco Malfoy, either. He hadn’t planned on anything but living out his days in Romania, with his friends and his dragons and his safe, peaceful distance. Apparently, it wasn’t a very popular plan. This is a story about crumbs and flickers and roots, running away and coming home; about falling in love without meaning to (twice), and having truly good friends, and the mutually revealing recognition between two people in love with the same man.

I love Drarry, but I'm a sucker for poly ships, too, so when I started bookbinding, I knew it wouldn't be long before I bound Licurici.

Fast forward a few months and my library started offering paperback binding workshops. I thought to myself, this is the perfect fic to test the max page limit of their equipment. (And boy did it ever!)

Little did I recall just how smutty some of the scenes were, and I cackled to myself in the corner as I made the typeset, thinking of the Makerspace employee who'd end up printing my porn E-rated fic.

Speaking of typeset: I kept mine simple, as the library only prints the text blocks in black and white. I did have had an idea, though, for full-colour section pages, so I printed those at home and swapped them out on bind day.

As for the cover, immediately my brain went to the Challengers film poster. I pinged the Drarry Discord server I'm in to ask if there were any artists who wanted to make some cover art in exchange for a copy of the bind. @saijordison answered my call - and my goodness if it isn't the most beautiful piece of art I've ever bloody seen.

I'm really happy with how these turned out. And collaborating with @saijordison on this was such a positive experience, we have plans to do it again in the future.

"Praise for" quotes from: @lqtraintracks, @maleekamolscreates, @kamaela, @its-the-allure, and @wolfpants

(P.S. I don’t take commissions! Of the five copies, I kept one for myself, sent one to the artist, another to Lou, and the last two were gifted to friends!)

[saradika]

— invisible string

din djarin x vaguely force sensitive!reader

rated e - 1.7k

tags: divergent timeline, soulmate!au, takes place across season 1 & 2, missed connections, the Razor Crest lives, PiV, marking, creampie, magical elements

a/n: for the TS Challenge by @beskarandblasters! This was so fun, thanks so much for hosting this event! 💖 I was so excited to get this song & character

There's something about him, this man.

Deep down, it feels as if a string is tied around something vital inside you. A piece of you that you cannot live without, twined with its match inside him. Like the path you've taken has always led to this moment, this meeting.

You feel as if you are always out of step.

Too early. And then somehow - just a little bit too late.

As if you've missed something crucial. A prickle on the back of your neck. Eyes scanning the crowds of people as you weave through cities - looking for someone.

As to whom, though - you're never quite sure.

You think it's always been there. A similar sort of feeling that flickers when you're in danger. That was something you had cultivated. Manipulated into a force you can wield. A push and pull, an aid - when you need it. Something you draw from often, during your days as a smuggler.

But you're not sure what to do with this.

The feeling is pushed down on Nevarro.

Contacted for a job, one that had been easy enough. Your goods exchanged in a dingy cantina - a shipment of stolen fuel cells furtively traded to an irritated man that went by Karga. Your eyebrows raised at the charred hole in the man's fine clothes - a half-hearted wonder at how the man was still standing.

The Imperial credits he offers you do not get you far. He's unable to offer you a puck - his trade was in bounty hunting, not smuggling. You're not sure if you'd take one, and the cells are enough to keep his crew afloat for a while. A dead-end for now, but you think - not always.

After, your ship drifts along an unseen track.

To Tatooine this time. A big job for the Hutts that takes you two weeks. Days in the sun spent waiting for the payments to transfer to your account, and so in the meantime - you tinker.

Trading your way up. A broken blaster fixed, exchanged for ship parts. The parts installed, the labor paid for with two, beat-up old speeders.

Only to sell them both to a cocky hot-shot bounty hunter for double their value - his over-blown self-confidence eclipsing the fact that you were absolutely swindling him.

It’s not your problem.

Though here, you can't help but feel the urge to linger. An itch beneath your skin, as if you've missed something, again.

You ignore it. Trading up one more time - swapping Mos Eisley for the sea. The choppy waters of Trask washing away the grit and sand that clings to your skin.

There's always work to be found here - deals to make with the Quarren and Mon Calamari. Those days spent at the inn, with lunches of warm homemade chowder and wrapped in chunky-knit sweaters.

Eyes snagging on a couple that often sits together at lunch. Their features frog-like, affection clear in their soft chatter, the slow blink of their large, black eyes. You imagine it to be a stolen moment - meeting up in the afternoon, too eager to wait until evening to see each other.

It’s nice.

It follows you, back to your room.

You think about them later - the obvious connection. A bone-deep urge to find another that matches a part of you. Something you've never had.

Somehow you know it’s out there.

But it's not time.

The next day, your ship takes off again.

There's a feeling deep down that for once, you're right where you need to be.

Your path is not guided by a job. Something spinning inside your chest like the point of a compass, your fingers keying coordinates with a mind of their own.

It's not a sea. Not a desert. Not a growing town, slowly rebuilding.

You're taken to a forest. The trees are unlike those you've seen - stretching tall and thin towards the sky. Their leaves sparse, but still filling the space with the sheer number.

There's a village - but you're drawn away from the tall walls. There's nothing inside that you seek. Drawn back to the trees you had seen from above. There's no tracks for you to follow, it's only your own boots pressed into the earth.

But you still go out, day after day.

It's on the third day, as you sit by the edge of a clear, shallow pool, that you hear the crack of branches under boots.

It should frighten you… but it doesn't.

It feels like an inevitability.

Your head turns, and there's a man there. His limbs encased in armor of shining beskar. A Mandalorian, you realize, when your eyes meet the dark visor that bisects his helmet.

"It's you." The words are a flat buzz, through his helmet. Unsurprised, somehow. Just as you are.

And it's him.

There's something about him, this man.

Deep down, it feels as if a string is tied around something vital inside you. A piece of you that you cannot live without, twined with its match inside him. Like the path you've taken has always led to this moment, this meeting.

You're not sure what that something is...

But think you are finally ready to find out.

His touch is familiar, though you've never known it. Much like everything else, it feels almost destined.

You know he feels it too. A slow circling dance, the weight of his eyes following you from behind the visor. That string inside no longer feels like a leash, but instead - a lifeline.

Finally being able to acknowledge that he has been what you've been orbiting around this whole time. Easing that ever-present ache of loneliness that had always followed you.

For some time, he had thought you would be the one to train Grogu. That perhaps this had been the reason why the fates had pushed you together.

You had tried, and failed. That part of you still too raw, too unfashioned. It lived inside you, but it was something you had been unable to teach another. How could you, when you did not even know the word for what it was?

And as time passed, you realized deep down that you were truly meant to be here now. Not for the before.

An aid at first, of course. You had gone with him to Tython. Traded in your ship, and traveled on the Slave 1. Had faced death by his side, staring into the black chrome of the Dark Troopers.

Had grieved with him, after.

You think this had been your place all along.

This liminal space, in those months that follow.

Giving him something to grab onto. Fingers sinking into flesh, your back hitting the mattress as he follows.

It’s dark, in the belly of his ship. With anyone else your senses would be screaming, a ringing alarm.

But you’ve come to know each room, fingers tracing the cold metal. From the walls, to the bunk, to him - the tips slipping under to tug at the fastenings of his armor.

He is quiet, like he often is now. But you can feel the heat that rolls off him in waves. The harsh buzz of his breath through the vocoder, before the light cuts out completely.

Before it’s just him and you.

His knees nudge your thighs wider. Pressing into muscle and flesh, forcing them up and apart. Your fingers twist in his curls, angling your mouth up to meet the kiss that is all teeth and tongue.

Fingers dip down, thick and calloused. Parting you, nudging inside to where you’re wet and waiting. Pumping deep with his thumb pressed snug against the button of your clit - leaving you dizzy and clenching and wondering if he just knew, as well.

You think he did. He does.

And when he works himself inside you, you finally feel full. Ripping a sound from each of you - his rough and swallowed, yours a broken murmur of his name.

Something else given in the dark, on another night akin to this. Pieces of himself peeled back and gifted, only to be carefully wrapped up and buried deep.

The pound of his hips itches at something you’ve been missing. Those hands tugging at your hips, pulling you to meet each harsh thrust. Fingers slipping down to swirl against you again - a spark rising each time you fit together, building swiftly to an inferno.

“Din,” You breathe, as something heavy flickers inside you, just out of reach, “Stars, please. Don’t stop-”

“I won’t,” It’s a low oath, as his cock grinds deep, “I’ve waited too long for you, cyare.”

He wrenches it from you, setting you ablaze. Your is cry loud in the tiny room as you come undone. The wild swirl of your senses narrowing down, until it’s just him. Din’s mouth against your neck, warm breath and teeth nipping marks into your skin - the pleasure flowing from you in pulsing waves, sinking into him.

Making him follow, no more than a dozen thrusts later. A gritted, bitten-back moan of your own name, before his hips are stuttering. Giving back what you passed to him, his cock throbbing inside you, buried deep.

Where he stays, until he’s gone soft. A pang of loss shuddering through you when he slips from between your thighs - expecting him to return to his own bunk.

To leave you, again.

But the mattress dips, next to you. The space narrow, a short sigh when you wiggle too much trying to get comfortable. Hands hooking around your wrists, hauling your hips over his. Settling you down on top of him.

And in the dark - he stays.

“Should have met you on Tatooine,” Din tells you later that night, unbidden. Letting your legs twine with his, thighs parted to make room for you. “I didn’t know it was you. If I had-”

His words end abruptly, hanging. Both of you thinking about all those moments when time hadn’t lined up. The synchronicity of your movements, just barely nudged out of time.

Both there, during that same moment. If you had stayed another day, maybe that would have been your meeting.

But you had left early, and he had came late.

“We’re here now.” You tell him, chin pressing against his chest. Eyes finding his in the dark, though you cannot see. “Isn’t that enough?”

There’s the brush of his hand along your spine - knuckles, and then fingertips as they unfurl.

“Yes.”

It is enough, for now.

You’re not sure if it’s forever. If, for some reason, you’ll be forced to part again. But tonight, you’re not worried.

Because, if you were to reach inside yourself and pluck that golden string right now - letting it thrum…

You think that he would feel it, too.

thanks so much for reading!! 💖

cyare - beloved

[dibble-dumblr]

guess who forgot they had a tumblr.

So I had participated in BeppyBoop's Legends of Avantris Shiptober Challenge and, even though I posted them all in the discord, I'm just gonna shove it all here just in case somehow my computer breaks or smth and I lose it all.

loa ships be upon thee. (pt 1)

prompts under the cut

Day 1: When you started shipping them Day 2: Hand holding Day 3: Angst/Comfort Day 4: How they met Day 5: Cooking together Day 6: Clothes swap Day 7: First Kiss Day 8: Genderbent Day 9: Relaxing (I based mine off of NearlyTuna's fic!!!) Day 10: Role reversal

[reblogs-by-a-frog]

ship hairstyle swap challenge

genshin editionnnn

[woah-i-am-here]

I just spent 3 days of my life reading all the Alenoah fanfics available in Archive of Our Own. I was inspired enough to draw stuff based on the fanfics I ate. Man, I legit loved it. I bring gay, yuri and alenoah because i love the ship no matter the gender of those two dorks.

.

Also since i have no ao3 account i'm gonna wait for a Fanfic with Alenoah with a swap dinamic. I'm dying for a flirty newcomer Noah who knows is pretty and uses his brain, looks and high IQ to manipulate his way to the top —being as lazy as he can on the challenges—. Oh, and Alejandro being a sarcastic young man who is tired of everybody's shit, and is the one carrying his team, poor him. Man, it would be divine. I need it. I even did fanart.

"There is no shame in finding me pretty, Alejandro. "

"You are like a Snake, venenoso y traicionero."

Bonus:

A fanfic made me ship Courtney x Emma. I love those 2 so much. Help me.

[june-of-dialtown]

CALLING ALL ARTISTS AND PHONE LOVERS! BOY, DO I HAVE A BEAUTIFUL CHALLENGE FOR YOU!

A June of Dialtown 2024

A prompt for every day of June for artists to draw or even write!

When posting art for the challenge, use the tag #AJuneOfDialtown2024 ! All art will be reblogged to here!

This challenge is run by me, Rose, @nebu-lime , and I’ll also be participating!

The full prompt list (in text) and any rules can be found under the cut!

A June of Dialtown!

1. Pride

2. Fav Ship

3. Lové

4. WLW

5. MLM

6. Bigfoot

7. Karen

8. Oliver

9. Randy

10. Phonegingi

11. Typegingi

12. Fav HCs

13. Summer

14. Swap

15. Free Space

16. AU

17. Mingus

18. The Mingling

19. Fav Scene

20. The Mob

21. Swimwear

22. Fav BG Character

23. God

24. Dietown

25. Norm

26. Postcard

27. Marla

28. Milton

29. OC

30. Change

Feel free to join anytime! Feel free to join halfway through! Feel free to stop halfway if you want, too! There’s no pressure to finish or keep up with the days. The point of this challenge is to have fun and be excited to share your art! If you miss a day, don’t sweat it!

Prompts can be taken as literally or abstractly as you’d like!

Again, and most importantly, HAVE FUN!

[cringefail-clown]

Jakehal is very fun. But why dirkkri? I dont understand what's appealing about it :? confused

theres a lot of things i like about dirkri and honestly i dont even know where to start lmfao

first of all, and its mostly a funny reason - davekat on crack. like some traces of davekat are still there - the arguing about shit, stoic facade vs emotional mess, all the good stuff, but its also so much more exaggerated it makes it this much more ridiculous. gets even better when you consider them under the lense of swap aus like alphaswitch or tbau, where they land on the meteor together. theyre most likely hunting each other for sports by the year two

second of all, the funney. theyd be so fucking funny together. their smallest arguments would take like twenty pages of non-stop flow of red-orange text to resolve, and not because they came to a consensus but because some third party physically dragged them away from their electronics. it doesnt do any good, since it only gives them both time to think over new arguments to use, and theyre back at it as soon as they get their phones back. like if we had a tournament about which ship would do the most collateral damage to the overall group, i think these two would be Up There. karkat would gauge his eyes out from frustration, because now not only does he have to deal with his piece of shit, know-it-all other self, but now theres also Fucking Dirk thrown into the mix. their home life is absolute insanity, a small jab about the other forgetting to buy sugar once again devolves into a screaming match about the merits and flaws of communism or some other inane shit. and theyre doing it for fun, they enjoy debating with each other, because often times they have vastly different opinions, and comparing their beliefs challenges them intelectually and morally. from the outside perspective theyre one of the most dysfunctional pair in the paradox space, when in fact thats simply how they want their relationship to be, and it makes them better people overall.

third reason is that theyre thematically delicious. dirk is a control freak, micromanaging his and his friends constantly. hes terrified of losing control, but hes also desperate for someone to just tell him what the fuck he should do. dirk doesnt think he should be in control of others, because he believes hes a naturally evil person capable of horrible acts, at the same time he doesnt trust anyone else to get things done but himself. hes a whole collection of contradictions.

kankri desperately needs to be in control as well. hes constantly injecting himself into conversations he has no business being in, trying to find someone thatd listen to what he has to say. hes wants to guide others, but his efforts are flawed, because he doesnt listen to other perspectives - hes got tunnel vision, as he thinks hes the one in the right while everyone else is wrong or ignorant (cringefail seer literally). he doesnt trust anyone else to make decisions for him, and becomes defensive when he thinks others are attempting to coddle him. his ass was definitely culled on beforus.

theyre also both so fucking lonely. dirk conciously tries to put difference between himself and his friends, worrying hell "corrupt" them. kankri tries to connect to his friends, but his behavior alienates him from them to the point of no one except maybe porrim want to have anything to do with him.

my point is, kankri wants to guide people but has to learn to listen to others and reflect on his own flawed opinions. dirk has to learn to trust that people closest to him can get shit done on their own and loosen up, as well as realise hes not evil at the core. them helping each other out - dirk teaching kankri about different perspectives, kankri teaching dirk about letting others do their thing - is something i think about a lot.

also i like to think theyd spar for fun a lot as well. its not really a reason and wholly my own personal headcanon but i wanna mention it as well bc its so funny to me. i like the idea of kankris behaviour being a complete reverse of karkat - where karkat is all bark no bite and doesnt like fighting or violence, kankri puts up a front of the beacon of love and peace and tolerance, but in his free time he gets his rifle and goes shooting at the fucking squirrels or some shit. i think he wouldnt have the same qualms about strifing as karkat. like dirk would try to jokingly jab his finger at kankris side and he would just fucking flip him over his shoulder and onto the table breaking it in half, because he doesnt like being touched unexpectedly and by gods dirk when will you fucking learn. he goes from 0 to 100 real fast. its such a hysterical concept for me.

[notsocasualenjoyer]

Gothamtober!! 🦇☂️🧩

Hi everyone!! I made this prompt list for me and my friend, but I decided to post it so anyone else could join the fun!! I know a lot of great Gotham artists here, and it would be a dream for any of you to participate in my silly challenge 💗💗

GOTHAMTOBER

FREE CHOICE!! (I don't expect anyone to do this day, this was made waaay late 😥)

2. Underrated Character

3. Color Swap

4. Villian/Hero Swap

5. Screenshot Re-Draw

6. Favorite Character

7. Middle School (AU)

8. Song Lyrics

9. Crossover

10. Favorite Food

11. Gender Swap

12. Favorite Ship

13. Batman Redesign

14. High School (AU)

15. Least Favorite Character

16. FREE CHOICE!

17. Harley Redesign

18. Job (AU)

19. Self Insert

20. Meme

21. A character you wanted to see in Gotham

22. Screenshot Re-Draw

23. What happened during that dreaded 10-year time skip??

24. Jerome/Jeramiah/Joker

25. Victor Zsasz ( @arichronism <3)

26. OC (if you have one, if you don't self-insert all over again!!)

27. Arkham Asylum

28. Headcannon in General!

29. LEGO Gotham!!??

30. FREE DAY/CHOICE!!

31. Halloween!!

i know the formatting and everything is kinda wack, i just wanted to get this out asap! i hope you enjoy :))

(i did take a page out of cringetober's book, coming up with 31 prompts in a day is difficult. my apologies!)

also feel free to just do any of these, it doesn't matter :D

HAPPY OCTOBER EVERYONE!

[ryemackerel]

Tord and Matt switching outfits YAYY 💥💥 I was going to go for them just switching hoodies/default outfits, but I wanted to give myself a bit more of a challenge and see how they’d look swapping STYLES instead. You have Tord usually wearing baggy camo stuff and Matt wearing cunty stuff, so what happens if they wore each other’s styles??

Scenario is: Matt just took a good look at his own and Tord’s outfit and out of nowhere said, “Hey Tord what if we switched outfits?” They went the whole day wearing shit they don’t ever usually wear, and needless to say, but for the both of them it was an *experience*. Tord was somewhat embarassed, but Matt would cheer him on and compliment how good he looked. :-) Tord over time just started to embrace it.

Also I haven’t realized how much I’ve been drawing TordMatt?? I tried picking another song that reminded me of them, I think the vocals both remind me of Matt and Tord’s singing style, and drums and guitar def pop off 😋 Atp I might have to make playlists of each of the ships, I love them so much??

[therandomfando4]

Hey, so I think I might have figured this code out in the newest Smg4 video, maybe?

Okay, so, this is the original code.

11-12-1-19 2-1-11: 2

First, I changed the numbers into letters by using the alphabet. 1 being A, 2 being B, 3 being C, and so on. Which gave me this:

K L A S B A K B

Which confused me until I changed two letters around. Making this.

K L B S B A K A

Swapped 2 & 1

11-12-2-19 2-1-11: 1

I immediately tied this to Smg3 as he says "Baka," a fair bit in Smg4. But I wasn't convinced it meant anything until I figured out that almost all of the numbers were doubled except for 12 & 19.

I figured 12 out pretty fast. But 19 took me a while to figure out. With 12, I remembered something about the number being in the 3 timetables, and that it was the 4th number.

3 × 4 = 12

34..

When I figured this out, I was still doubtful. Since I knew the creatives on the show sometimes fuel the ship, why is it being hidden like as though it's important? On a classified document, and with Mr. Puzzles?

So I just thought it was some kind of coincidence and that it was something deeper or that the code ultimately meant nothing and that I was just wasting my time on it. Besides, 19 didn't mean anything, right?

Yes and no.

I was right about the number itself, not meaning anything until I used additions.

What two numbers made up 19?

9 + 10..

After seeing those two numbers, I instantly thought of a certain meme.

Now it was 21.. I searched up what time tables could go into 21, the two numbers being 3 and 7.

3 × 7 = 21

I first thought about the number 3, which I realised was kinda stupid of me once I remembered the numbers that made up 7 were 3 and 4.

3 + 4 = 7

Either these somehow are 3 coincidences, or really is about Smg34.

Now, unless there is more that I'm missing in this code. I have a few guesses. (If anyone can think of anything else, I'd love to know.)

The classified document is most likely an image or YouTube thumbnail.

If it's a thumbnail, I believe it could be either:

A. Wotfi 2023

This one is because Mr. Puzzles had a YouTube thumbnail of the Puzzlevision movie, and I was thinking about how wotfi 2023 was the last big event before Puzzlevision. As well as Smg3 and Smg4 being the highlighted characters in it.

B. Snowtrapped..

Okay.. I know it has been milked to death by people submitting it for the Wotfi 2024 challenges. But, I feel like it could explain why it's in the document and considered classified. I'm not a fan of this one.

C. A thumbnail for a future episode.

Idk if it would make sense, but eh.. it could be cool.

Now, just some or one of the images that could be in the document.

A. Smg3's notebook.

An image of it or the physical book itself.

B. The drawing at the end of Smg3's notebook

Because it's still a secret to everyone that Smg3 drew a picture of him and Smg4 hanging out together.

C. An image of Smg3 and 4 hanging out or doing something that would be considered gay. Something that would embarrass Smg3 and/ or 4 probably.

Either way, if none of these options are right, I'm hoping we actually get to see what's in the document or that the code is foreshadowing something.

I also used pager codes mixed with the baka I found before. I found these sentences, but I don't know if the creatives behind Smg4 meant for someone to use pager codes.

Swapped 2 & 1

(11)-(12-2)-(21) 2-1-11:1

K L B U B A K A

You. I want you. Home. Baka.

Swapped 2 & 1

(11)-(12-2)-(19) 2-1-11:1

K L B U  B A K A

You. I want you. Yes. Baka.

Or

You. I want you. Hug. Baka.

As I said, I have no idea if the pager codes were planned or coincidental.

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Anyway, I'd like to hear what other people think about my findings. And if others have found anything of their own.

This took me a while. If I find out this was a waste of time, I'm going to be so upset. /hj

Have a good one, guys.