So you're a Johnny blog (a Zabka blog really but still) and what's fun about your blog and your writing is the variety. I mean sure, you've got your preferences, but you explore so much within that preference - different ships, characters, inspirational pictures and you also cheer on the things you like by reblogging others. No hate reading or anything, just what you like (it's nice)
also you tag your posts and damn that is delightful (as is you reblogging yourself - not enough blogs do this and it does work (for me))
I have like zero perception of how my writing (when I do write) and posts are perceived by really most except the people I personally speak to so I really appreciate this ask—and any others like this I’ve gotten before.❤️ I do know there are people who like my stuff even if it’s someone enjoying just a small portion of what I post and I’m thankful especially since I know I don’t have the popular opinion—thats pretty lucky to know of more than three people who think the same as me or mostly enjoy what I enjoy when its not expected and most of the over all fandom effort goes the other way! Like oh there’s all that art and content over there for that stuff but you still came here :^) <3 Or even if you do go over there, I’m thankful for any support. I’m not entitled to anything. thank you anon. And woohoo self reblog is working!
Its hard to be bashed and I hope no others have felt attacked or disliked by me for their stuff. I don’t feel anyone is bad or wrong for their opinions and I don’t have to like it or agree with them to like them as people and treat them as such—let that be clear yall. Its all fiction.
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Transitioning to firefox is NOT as easy as everyone said it was, fuck you guys, kicking dark mode into gear was a pain in the ass (and even now with extensions forcing everything into dark mode it still doesn't always work. I'm going to stab somebody. Dark mode is a fucking accessibility feature, not having it HURTS AND GIVES ME MIGRAINES) they don't have fucking tab groups which is MANDATORY for mobile (I DONT HAVE A FUCKING COMPUTER DONT TELL ME TO "JUST USE DESKTOP" THE NEXT PERSON TO SAY THAT SHIT IS BUYING ME THE GOD DAMN COMPUTER), I've encountered so many actual errors since I started, and I started two hours ago so that is NOT a point in firefox's favour. The user interface is trash and I hate the everything they have going on, I want to go back so fucking bad, I hate it here. The whole "transferring my tabs one at a time" thing is not helping, even after doing a clean out of all unnecessary tabs I've still got 40 tabs to get through. Fuck this browser and fuck everyone who said it was better.
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baby
summary- babying your "tough" hubby rafe.. maybe some freakydeakyness at the end
note- this is the complete opposite of the rafe ive been writing about LMAOOO.. this man is SO BAD help me
it was 2am and you were in your bedroom scrolling on your phone, a random netflix show playing in the background. you've been waiting for your husband to get home for hours, being the wife to the chief of police did have its negatives. this was one of them.
you heard footsteps walking up the stairs and immediately turned off your phone, throwing the covers over yourself you pretend to be asleep. the door opens and you feel the weight of the bed shift.
"hey baby. sorry for getting home so late" rafe says giving your forehead a kiss, you jokingly ignore him.
"c'mon now i know youre awake.. get up and hold me." he begged tiredly, you couldnt help but giggle at how desperate he sounded.
"fine." you mumbled into the sheets but stayed in your position, he hugs you putting all of his weight on your body.
"okay okayy, i got it. now get off me you fatty." you whined, pushing his large frame off of you. you leaned against the bed frame and opened your arms, the both of you adjusting to a more comfortable position. which was the both of you propped up against a pillow.
"im so tired." he yawns into your chest, you played with his hair as the both of you stayed in silence.
"i know you are, you need a day off. youve been working too hard." validating him, his hand plays with the ribbon of your pajama shorts.
"see? youre still in your uniform, youre gonna make the bed dirty." you patted his back and drew circles on it.
"what, you want me take it off? if you wanted to see me naked you couldve asked sweetheart." he looked up at you and smirked. you glared at him, lightly slapping his arm.
"not what i meant.." you blushed.
"youre so cute you know that rafey, honestly when i look at you i just want to eat you." you confessed and massaged his temples, his face nuzzles into your chest even further. clearly he was blushing as well.
"i dont know how i got so lucky, im so glad i have a such a beautiful boy in my life. everything about you is just perfect." you cooed admiring his sculpted face, the way his plump lips curled into a smile.
"stopppp" he whined. you couldnt help but pull out your phone and take a picture. because if you didnt, who wouldve believe that your 6'2 husband loved to be babied like this? not like you were going to show anyone, its just for your eyes only. you wanted to cherish this moment forever.
"did you just take a picture?"
"let me see it." he shot up and reached for your phone. you put your phone under your pillow and laid on it, making sure he wasnt able to grab it. the two of you started play fighting.
"nooo please, you look so cute. let me keep it!!" you laughed, he started to tickle you. and you slowly started to fall off the bed. your legs wrapped around his waist and dragged him down, if you were gonna fall he was going to come down with you.
the laughing coming from you both died down and you looked up at him, what a funny position. you both were on the floor and he was in between your legs hovering over you.
rafe leaned downed and passionately kissed your lips, his hand starts to play with your shorts. you eventually pull away and slap his hand.
"nuh uh. go shower first. you stink." you got up to your feet then helped your boyfriend get up as well. you looked up at rafe with your head tilted, what was this man plotting?
"not unless you join me.. you cant say no" he quickly said and grabbed you by the waist. hoisting you over his shoulder and carrying you to the master bathroom.
"ahhh! rafe stop!!" you busted out laughing, kicking your feet as he practically dragged you to the shower. he put you down and turned on the warm water, it poured over you both. you furrowed your eyebrows.
"great now my clothes are all wet." you pouted crossing your arms over your now soaked tank top.
"more reason to take it off... lift your arms f'me"
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