The skinks are doing fine! They have learned to hunt and hide. They come out a lot to bask on the rock on the warm side of the tank. None of them have dropped their tails yet and none of them have gotten hurt. We did have to release most of them because it was getting crowded and the bigger ones were starting to get a little nippy with the others over food. Out of the 11 skinks we let 7 of them go close to where we found them. Luckily there is a lot of water, bugs, and shelter for them so they will be okay. One of them even came back and started living in our garage :) We kept the sweetest 4 out of the bunch to watch grow a little longer. I watch them bask and climb the plants everyday. So I’m glad to report that they are doing well!
Are they blue tailed skinks? Yes and no.
I actually had a few people ( @craigsdicks, @ionlylooklikeahipster, @blueelectricangels ) tell me that these are actually five-lined skinks, not blue tailed skinks. I found out that five-lined skinks are a genus of the blue tailed skink and are more plentiful in North America. Blue tailed skinks are found on Christmas Island in Australia. So people (like me) tend to get the two confused when trying to identify them because the baby five-lines look like the blue tails. Turns out that the five-lined skinks will lose their blue color as they grow older and turn more brown with orange.
Thank you for telling me this! I really appreciate your concern for them. One of the people mentioned earlier brought this up as well.
While I live in America, I wanted to share this anyway because I think it is important and this person worded it better than I could. These cute little guys are at risk in Canada, so if you see one in the wild leave it be. If you see one out of the wild contact your local wildlife rescue.
(Side note on this particular reblog, reptiles are pretty cool. And if you are a person who thinks they are icky, that’s no reason to destroy the eggs. You would be personally killing babies who haven’t even had a chance, and depending on what stage the eggs are in, they definitely are aware and moving. With the eggs I took in, they would react to being picked up or having light shone through the egg by wiggling. So if you come across eggs of a wild animal you don’t absolutely love, don’t be a jerk. They have as much right to live as you do.)
Do you remember when Scott thought that Derek died (s03e05) and he wasn’t able to heal because he felt guilty for his death?
Well, after Allison helps him to heal, one of the first things he says is: “Stiles, where’s Stiles?” even if there is no reason to believe he is in danger. It’s like Scott’s last promise to Derek was to keep Stiles safe.
I’ve always believed that (until season 4) it was Derek who acknowledged and understood his feelings for Stiles (Stiles was just…well…Stiles. Kinda lost in his Lydia world, wondering about his sexuality). Scott knew it though, like every body else in the pack, simply because Derek made it very clear to them:
But he tried so hard to keep him away. For so many reasons:
1) Stiles is a “child”
2) “I killed my first love”
3) “people I love die”
4) Trust issues
5) He knows and respects the feelings Stiles has for Lydia
“Sometimes the shape you take reflects the person that you are. Even Stiles calls her cold-blooded.”
6) He loves Stiles’ smile. And he knows how dangerous and painful a relationship with a werewolf can be.
But nobody can deny that Derek is totally in love with Stiles, because:
1) He makes him smile:
2) And makes him act like a baby (because he had to grow up so fast that he’s still a child in so many ways, SO BASICALLY WHAT STILES GIVES HIM IS WHAT HE NEVER HAD THE CHANCE TO HAVE):
(come on, Derek. No one believes you)
3) This little, defenceless human is a hero, a BAMF and he’s not afraid of him
4) this BAMF is kind and funny and brave and full of love
5) He dreams of him
6) no words needed
7) Derek kinda freaks out every time Stiles is in danger
8) COME ON THIS SCENE
And then, finally, it looks like Stiles understands something (and, yes, it looks like our ship is going to become canon)
BUT…Season 3B. Stiles literally loses his mind (STILES WHAT ARE YOU DOING)
While Derek’s still totally and madly in love with him:
And the Nogitsune knows it:
But then season 4 comes, and while Derek finds a distraction (okay, totally fair)…
…Malia decides that Stiles is her mate:
And then Stiles finally gets it:
Because when you’re losing someone…
…you understand how much that someone is important to you.
Prompto Daily Doodle 06182017
Here is today’s daily doodle! Wanted to draw High School Prompto again after not doing so for a while! Tried to keep his features a little more soft for his younger look! My bean grows up so fast, it was so hard not spiking his hair like I’m use too. I defaulted to it three times when I was doing his bangs ahahaha!
The critically endangered giant sea bass (Stereolepis gigas) has a special place in our hearts. We’re currently housing six giant sea bass—from miniscule juveniles to a 230 pound 30 year old—as a part of a long-term growth study. And exciting news: one of our juveniles just graduated up to a bigger exhibit!
Felicitations, young giant sea bass!
Hanging with the cool kids in the Kelp Holdfast exhibit.
They grow up so fast! Here’s what this fish looked like as a one-month-old baby giant sea bass, just under an inch long:
Baby giant sea bass at one month and less than an inch long!
And it’s still got got a ways to go! Check out the 230 pound 30-year-old in our Monterey Bay Habitats exhibit:
Our Monterey Bay Habitats giant sea bass isn’t done growing either. Giant sea bass can grow to over 500 pounds!
Giant sea bass are critically endangered due to overfishing, but are starting to make a comeback thanks to protection by the state of California. By displaying giant sea bass here at the Aquarium, we hope to share their story with our guests and inspire conservation of these gentle giants.
Learn more about giant sea bass at the Monterey Bay Aquarium:
Bitty is lounging on the
couch in Jack’s apartment when his phone buzzes and Chowder’s sweet face
appears. Jack’s asleep already. The life of a professional athlete such as he
is. He’s intense about his schedule and maintaining it. Bitty however, is a bit
more lax about it all, so he’s downstairs, flipping through channels since he’s
not tired yet. He can guess why Chowder is calling. The Sharks are tied in the
series for the Stanley Cup Final. Chowder has called him after every game to
either cheer or weep.
Bitty swipes the screen
and answers. “Good game tonight, eh?” Bitty’s picked up a few of Jack’s
sayings. Shitty absolutely loves it. He sometimes calls Bitty and demands “Say
eh! Please! I need a pick me up. Fucking law school.” Bitty always obliges.
Jack says Shitty calls him and demands to hear some of Bitty’s Southern phrases
in what Shitty calls “Jack’s dulcet Canadian tones”.
Chowder is out of breath.
Probably from running around the block in celebration. “I’m gonna propose to
her. When they win,” he exclaims. His voice is excited and kind of hoarse.
Bitty sits straight.
“Farmer. Caitlin. I’m
gonna propose when the Sharks win.” The absolute joy in Chowder’s voice is just
adorable. But Bitty is too shocked by this news to really appreciate it.
“WHAT?!” he finally
Chowder laughs, assuming
that Bitty is as excited by this plan as he is.
Jack appears, blinking
against the light, wearing nothing but a pair of baggy shorts and a confused
frown. “Bitty. What the hell?” he whispers.
Bitty just holds up a
finger and shoots him a look that screams, “Do not question me right now, Mr.
Jack holds up his hands
and slides into the chair opposite. He kind of wants to see this play out.
Also, he’s still confused as hell as to what’s even going on.
“It’ll be great, Bitty,”
Chowder begins his explanation. “Farmer will be here tomorrow and Game 7 is the
day after that. We’re going to have a big party to watch and it’ll be great.”
Bitty is just shaking his
head now. “Oh, no. Oh no, no, no, no, no. You listen to me right now,
Christopher Chow. If you propose to Caitlin Farmer at a party full of rowdy
Sharks fans during the Stanley Cup Final, you will never get another pie from
Jack’s eyebrows shoot up
and he blinks a few times before a slight smile appears.
“But, Bitty,” Chowder
begins to argue.
“No, you listen to me.
Caitlin Farmer is a wonderful, beautiful, amazing woman. And she deserves
better than a proposal surrounded by drunken sports fans. This is like a jumbotron
proposal. Don’t you do it, Chris. Don’t do the most cliché thing imaginable.”
Jack’s laughing now.
Well, not so much laughing as shaking a bit silently while trying not to
“I love her, Bitty. I
want to do this,” Chowder finally says after a long silence. His voice isn’t
overly happy now. Now it’s nervous and soft.
“Chowder. Don’t put her
on the spot in front of a bunch of strangers.”
“My family will be
there,” he attempts to argue.
Bitty sighs. “That’s
intimidating. Imagine being proposed to in front of a bunch of people who
absolutely adore the proposer. Caitlin is a very laid back girl. She can handle
a lot. But you can’t do it like that.”
There is an exhaled
breath of defeat from Chowder. “I just want to marry her, Bitty. Isn’t that
Jack makes a gesture to
put the call on speaker and Bitty eyes him, wondering what’s going on in his
gorgeous head. But he does it all the same because he trusts this beautifully
“Hey, Chowder,” Jack
“Jack! Hey! Bitty said he
was gonna visit you for a few days. I’m kind of jealous. You guys get to do so
much cool stuff together,” Chowder starts rambling like he always does when
talking to Jack.
Jack smiles. “So what’s
going on? Proposing to Farmer?”
Chowder sighs again.
“Bitty thinks it’s a bad idea.” The pain is clear. He just wants Bitty to
approve of his plan.
“Well, what’s your idea?”
“I wanted to propose to
her after the Sharks win the Stanley Cup.”
Jack’s face relaxes into
that smirk of his that Bitty both loves and hates. “Ah. Well, I have to agree
with Bitty on this one, Chowder. It’d be like proposing to her at an
Epikegster. Everyone will be drunk and keyed up and she’ll feel obligated to
say yes. Do you want her to say yes because she feels she has to? Wouldn’t you
rather she says yes because she really wants to?”
The silence at the other
end has Bitty fidgeting nervously. This is his sweet baby Chowder. He just
wants the little goalie to be happy. As happy as he is with Jack.
“Yeah. You’re right,
Jack,” says Chowder, his hoarse voice quiet and less chipper now.
Jack’s still smiling
however. “Hey, Bitty. Mind if I take this from here?”
Bitty eyes his boyfriend
with distrust. “What are you planning?” he whispers quietly.
Jack winks. Normally this
makes Bitty swoon, but right now, it just makes him more suspicious. “Fine,” he
stands. “But I’ll be in the kitchen. Waiting.”
Bitty scoots out of the
room as Jack takes Chowder off speaker phone. His boyfriend is speaking too
quietly into the electronic for Bitty to eavesdrop so with a huff, he slumps to
the kitchen and pulls out the ingredients for pie. He’s too wound up to sleep
so late night baking it is. To Bitty’s immense surprise, Jack doesn’t come into
the kitchen until four hours later. He’s grinning and looks happy if not a bit
tired since it’s now the middle of the night and Jack Zimmermann has a schedule,
y’all. One he does not deviate from.
“Good Lord, babe. What
did you and Chowder talk about for four hours?”
Jack shrugs. “Just some
stuff,” he answers, purposely vague. He doesn’t manage to hide the slight
sparkle of mischief in his blue eyes before he pulls Bitty into his embrace.
“What did you do?” Bitty
mumbles, his words muffled by Jack’s chest.
“Do you think you could
make a bunch of pie before Friday? Six should be good. Think you can handle
that?” his boyfriend asks. Bitty glares and scoffs. Of course he can make six
pies before Friday. Who does this handsome fool think he’s dealing with? Bitty
ain’t no amateur. Bitty is about to make that clear, as well as grill Jack on
what he’s been doing for the past several hours with Chowder, when Jack kisses
him in that way he does and Bitty sort of forgets his own name.
On Friday, Jack loads the
pies into his car and Bitty eyes him but he doesn’t ask. He’s been grilling
Jack for days. But Jack Zimmermann is like a vault when he wants to keep a
secret. Nothing, absolutely nothing (and Lord did Bitty try everything) would
get that boy to talk. Thankfully, Jack
did convince Chowder not to propose after the final. The Sharks won. Farmer
sent a video of Chowder sobbing with joy in front of the TV before grabbing a
sparkler (from God knows where) and running through his parent’s neighborhood
in full Shark regalia scream singing “WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS, MY FRIEND!” The
whole team had a good laugh. Everyone chirped Chowder but the goalie was too
happy to even care. He just sent a few “thank you” response texts.
Bitty continues to say
nothing as he and Jack drive down to Samwell and pull up in front of Faber.
Jack is trying to look innocent which only makes him look more guilty.
“What are we doing here?”
Bitty questions, eyes narrowed.
Jack just climbs out.
They grab the pies and walk
into the quiet rink. A janitor winks at Jack as they pass and Bitty just
frowns. What is his boyfriend planning? Bitty is even more surprised when they
see who is waiting in the benches.
“Bitty and Jack!” Shitty calls from the bench.
“I’ve missed this fucking place.”
“Shitty was just telling
us that he thinks you guys should have a round of naked hockey,” Lardo laughs
and Shitty winks at her. She rolls her eyes.
“Dude. Naked hockey
sounds way too dangerous for uh, certain parts of me,” Ransom flinches.
Dex and Nursey are arguing
as usual but Nursey smiles and gets Dex in a light headlock which makes Dex
laugh and roll his eyes. Everyone is happy to see the pies. Shitty especially. “OH
GODS OF FOOD AND LOVE! I HAVE MISSED THIS!” he crows before immediately
claiming an apple pie from the stack in Jack’s arms.
Bitty eyes the group and
the bags at their feet and sides. “What’s all this?”
Ransom grins. “Jack had
us grab some stuff on our way in.”
Shitty steps forward,
eating his previously claimed pie with his hands. “So what now, Zimmermann?”
Jack smiles and immediately
starts giving orders and the gathered team sets to work. Soon the ice has
flower petals making a path to the goal beneath the massive windows. There are
candles along the edges. There is soft music playing through the speakers. And
on the score board, the names displayed are Chow and Farmer.
“Oh my God,” Bitty
exhales once he realizes what’s happening. Jack just smiles. He doesn’t say a
word. Instead, he keeps checking his phone.
As the sun is about to
set, Jack’s phone buzzes. “Alright! Everyone hide!”
The group ducks behind
the boards of the bench. Bitty finds himself squashed in between Holster and
Shitty. Shitty takes this moment to pull Bitty into a busting hug. “Man, I’ve
missed you, Bits. Say eh! Please!”
Bitty sighs. “Eh,” he
says. Shitty laughs silently.
The team watches, peeking
over the edge of the boards as inconspicuously as possible, as a very nervous
looking Chowder leads Farmer out onto the ice. Luckily, Farmer has her back to
the boards and doesn’t see the seven sets of eyes, watching silently. Farmer is
laughing and making jokes. “You went to all this trouble to commemorate that
time we did it on the ice? I don’t have a blanket this time. We can’t have sex
on the ice without a blanket, babe.”
Holster and Ransom hear
this and high five silently. “Get it, Chowder,” Holster whispers.
Shitty just smiles and
wipes away fake tears. “They grow up so fast.”
Bitty just watches as
Chowder mumbles and stumbles, so clearly nervous. Bitty sees Jack, hidden but
still videoing the moment.
“So, I’m doing this here
because this is where I realized I love you and told you and,” Chowder starts
to ramble. He’s clearly terrified and Bitty just smiles. Farmer looks confused
but she’s still looking at Chowder like he’s the most wonderful thing in the
world. “After that game against Yale. I realized I loved you and I was so
afraid because I’m well, not that cool, and you’re so amazing. And I was going
to do this after the Sharks won.”
“Go Sharks!” Farmer
cheers and it takes everything for the group watching not to make cute “Aw!”
Chowder beams and Bitty
is just floored at how romantic this is. The first place Chowder realized he
loved her. The first place he told her that he loved her. The setting sun
casting a gorgeous pink and orange hue on the ice. Bitty feels a moment of
jealousy. This was the proposal he thought he’d get from Jack.
“Caitlin Farmer,” Chowder
takes a knee and the gasp from Farmer is loud. “Will you marry me?”
There is a long moment of
silence. Chowder glances around, clearly terrified. “Um. Caitlin?” he presses.
“Yes!” Farmer shrieks
finally. “Oh my God, yes!”
She tackles Chowder onto
the ice and the group all stands and cheers. Lardo is wiping tears. Shitty is
openly crying and shouting, “Fucking beautiful, man!”
Ransom and Holster are
the first on the ice. They high five Chowder, telling him how proud they are.
And impressed. Ice sex is cold and challenging. Who’d of thought that Chowder
had it in him? Dex and Nursey tackle Chowder in a bear hug.
Jack turns off his camera
and stands next to Bitty. They’re both watching the chaos. Farmer is asking
Chowder for a long engagement. They’ll get married after they graduate, okay?
Chowder agrees. Someone mentions pizza. Shitty mentions a celebratory kegster. Bitty
“Thank you for helping
Chowder,” Bitty finally says to Jack. “I love that sweet kid.”
“I know. That’s why I did
it.” The admission makes Bitty melt a little. And here he thought it was impossible
to fall more in love with this man. Though there is something that is still
bothering him a little…
Bitty nudges Jack as they
all begin the walk out. “I didn’t know you could be so romantic,” he jokes,
though still sort of sad that Chowder got HIS proposal.
Jack slows his walk and
the rest of the group moves on, leaving him and Bitty farther back, well out of
earshot. “I learned from the best,” he kisses Bitty’s hair.
“I always thought,” Bitty
begins but his voice tapers off and he can’t quite finish what he was going to
Bitty sighs. “I thought
that you’d propose to me like that. You know? On the ice, with the sunset.”
Jack tenses. For a
moment, Bitty wonders if he’s pushed Jack too far too soon. But really. They’ve
been together for a while. It’s only natural that Bitty’s mind would go there. But then Jack’s eyes soften and
his lips quirk up and he looks superior. He pulls Bitty into a long, drawn out
kiss. The kind of kiss that makes Bitty wish they were in a much more private
place. Or at least had a blanket. Good point, Farmer.
“Don’t worry, Bitty,”
Jack says, his breath warm on Bitty’s mouth. “I didn’t use all my romantic
cards tonight. I have something better planned for you.”
With that, Jack pulls
away and begins to walk down the hallway, leaving a blushing, hot Bitty to
recover. It doesn’t take long. “Jack Laurent Zimmermann,” Bitty snaps as he
rushes to catch the long legged stride of his boyfriend. “You can’t just say
things like that and walk away! Good Lord.”
Jack just laughs and
Bitty slaps him on his glorious ass, making Jack laugh more.
You were sitting on the couch waiting for Chanyeol to get home in your shared apartment. You knew he was going to be awhile when he said he’d be out with his pack. In the mean time, you decided to watch some Netflix. It wasn’t until two hours later that you started to worry about him. The members of his pack weren’t all the smartest and Baekhyun always seemed to be getting them into trouble. Just as that thought crossed your mind, your apartment door flew open, and in walked a very tattered Chanyeol.
“What the hell happened!” You questioned nervously. You ran up to him to further inspect his wounds. His mouth was bleeding, he has cuts all over his arms and face, and it looked like someone tried to take a chunk out of his right leg.
“Nothing happened. I’m fine” he huffed while walking past you into the kitchen. You had no idea what was going on with him at this point. He never acted like this. You walked into the kitchen to find him drinking a glass of water and looking at you with a sharp gaze.
“Please Chanyeol. Just tell me what happened” you barely spoke, not wanting to make him angry. Before you could even finish your sentence, he slammed the glass down on the counter making you flinch.
“You wanna know what happened baby? Alright.” He started walking towards you until your back was flat against the wall. “Some guy from another pack made a joke that he could fuck you better than I could. He said that I don’t deserve a mate like you” he admitted with a stern voice. He leaned closer so that you could feel his hot breath on your ear while his hand traveled down to the waistband of your pyjama shorts. “What do you think baby, do I need to fuck you better? Have I been too gentle with you?” He whispered in your ear.
“N-no” you stuttered. You could feel your arousal growing in your panties. This was definitely a new side of Chanyeol that you liked a lot.
He moved his mouth down to your neck and started to nip your skin. You let out a soft moan as you felt his hand slide your shorts and panties down your legs.
“Chanyeol please, do something” you begged. He gave you a smirk as he tapped his finger on your clit.
“Someone’s eager. Tell me what you want baby” he replied while slowly rubbing your clit.
“Please..fuck me” you moaned shamelessly. With that he picked you up and carried you to the bedroom where he threw you on the bed. For a minute he just stood at the edge of the bed staring at you. You began to grow nervous. “Chanyeol.. what’s gotten into you” you sounded more scared than you would have liked to.
“It’s mating season, baby.” He slowly crawled on the bed until he was on top of you. “ I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t even remember your name”. Everything was happening so fast. His lips were suddenly on yours and you could taste the blood from his cut as he forced his tongue in your mouth. You mewled into the kiss as you felt his rough hands rip open the buttons of your shirt, exposing your breasts. Cupping them in both hands, he took one nipple into his mouth, sucking on it roughly.
“Ah” you gasped. He moved to the other nipple and started to bite it. You winced slightly in pain. He suddenly moved down so that his face was centimetres away from your core. His hot breath made you shiver. He quickly looked up at you to flash you a grin before licking a long stipe along your slit.
“Baby you taste so good” he moaned against your clit. The sudden sensation making you whine. He started to roughly tongue fuck you as his nose hit your clit repeatedly. You let out a long moan while arching your back. Soon the pleasure because too much as he replaced his tongue with two fingers, going in and out of you at a rapid pace. You were a mess at this point and all you could do is moan his name over and over like a mantra.
“Ch-chanyeol I can’t.. please….it’s too much” you panted, trying to squirm away from him. He didn’t stop, he only went faster. Making sure to curl his fingers up with every thrust. He used his other hand to press you hips harder into the bed so you were trapped. He moved his focus back to your clit and sucked hard making you let out a scream. All of a sudden your body felt like it was on fire, from your head to your toes, it was like an electric shock. Your vision started to go black as your breath became more ragged and you started to buck your hips into his face. No noise was even coming out of your mouth as it hang open, Chanyeol milking the last of your orgasm as best he could by moving his head from side to side. As soon as it came, it was gone. Your vision returned back to normal and so did your breathing. You looked down at Chanyeol who was now naked, your juices covering his mouth and chin. The head of his cock was red and covered in pre cum. You knew this was far from over. No matter how wrecked you already were, you wanted him so fucking badly.
“Are you ready for me baby?” His voice sounding deeper than usual.
“Yes. Yes I’m so ready” you half moaned. He was now slowly stroking his cock. The sight making you more aroused than before.
“Get on your hands and knees for me princess. I wanna see that pretty ass of yours while I fuck you” he commanded. You eagerly complied. Swaying your ass from side to side with anticipation.
“Good girl” he gave your left cheek a harsh slap. “Always so eager for my cock”. You let out a long moan as you felt the head of his shaft sink in to your pussy. He didn’t give you much time to adjust before quickly thrusting into you. His grip on your hips was like iron as his cock slammed into you.
“How do I feel baby? Does my cock feel good?” He moaned while delivering another slap to your other cheek.
“Oh god.. yes! Chanyeol more please i need more” you gasped in between breaths. He waisted no time flipping you over and thrusting back into you. This time creating an angle that made him hit your g spot with every movement. With one hand he reached up to your neck, slightly choking you. The sudden loss of oxygen making everything more pleasurable. With the other hand, he moved it down to rub your clit, making you arch your back up into his chest.
“You’re mine” he exclaimed. “You belong to me and only me. Do you understand that?” He removed his hand from your throat hoping for an audible response but all you could do is nod. The familiar tightening feeling returning to your stomach. He could tell you were close and this only made him speed up, becoming too much for you.
“Chanyeol…I’m gunna cu-cum” you stammered while dragging your nails along his back. He let out a growl applying more pressure to your clit and rubbing as fast as he could.
“Look at me when you cum” he grabbed your face. “I want to scream my name so everyone knows who you belong to”.
You tried as hard as you could to keep your eyes open as your orgasm ripped through your body.
“Chanyeol oh my god!” You screamed. You had never felt anything this intense before. Your whole body started to shake and your screams became inaudible as your pussy clenched around Chanyeol’s cock, making him cum inside of you. He began to slow down his thrusts as he rode both you through your orgasms. Eventually he pulled out of you and flopped onto the bed beside you. A few moments later he quickly got up to get a wet wash cloth from the bathroom. He returned and carefully spread your legs apart so he could clean you and slip a clean pair of panties on you. He discarded the cloth in the laundry bin before climbing back into bed and pulling the soft duvet over both your bodies.
“Baby?” He broke the silence.
“Hmm” you hummed in response, still knocked out from your orgasms.
“I wasn’t too rough, was I?” The tone in his voice had completely changed at this point and you could tell that he was concerned. You mustered up all the energy you had left and turned towards him, opening your eyes.
“Can I tell you a secret?” You asked while giving him a peck on the nose. He nodded with wide eyes. “I really enjoyed it” you smiled. The nervousness written on his face quickly faded away and was replaced by his bright smile that you love so much.
“I guess I’ll have to do this more often then”.
Thank you to the anon who requested this! It’s my first time writing smut so hopefully it wasn’t too bad. I’ll definitely try harder in the future for you guys 😙 please let me know what you think or leave me a request ☺️