Dieter Bravo x plus size AFAB reader

Rating: Teen

My blog is for readers 18+ MDNI

Word Count: approx 1.1k (I even edited it and couldn’t get it below 1k 😭)

Warnings: mild intoxication, a fall, a flash, that carpet, dated references, alien talk, one pull, a few innuendos, some smoke

Summery: Getting out of the house to a party is great until it’s not. Things are weird. A little less so with Dieter.

Notes: My entry for the @dieterbravobrainrotclub May Drabble challenge. 💚👽👽👽👾 I did really try to keep under 1000 words. Nerdie is wordy 👀 It was at 1.3k so…I did better? 🤣 Anywho I hope it gives you a giggle at the references or just the story itself. 🤭

Prompt: “Do you believe in aliens?”

Trope: Meet-cute

Main Masterlist / Dieter Bravo Masterlist / Writing Challenges

The neon green dress is the main part of your costume and so are the three inch thick black flip flops you thought were cute, but now are impossibly heavy. You added silver and green costume jewelry in addition to a headband with little white spiral bouncy balls on them. It was a good idea coming to this party. At first, you were having fun, dancing, drinking a bit, but that was before you tipped over in these damn flip flops and fell. You didn’t see the small step that led into the middle of the room.

I have no idea how I managed to miss this gorgeous hit of Dieter sweetness.

He is such a darling, helping Moon Pie up when everyone else just stared or laughed.

I am intimately acquainted with this occurrence. Boobs are an unknown quantity when it comes to remaining in place 🤣

I would very much like to go see the stars with Dieter 💜

Part Three of Coasting through the Rainbow

My entire masterlist and blog are for readers 18+ MDNI. I do not consent to my work being used in AI, recommended on TikTok, borrowed or plagiarized.

Summary: Javier encounters Mila who provides some much needed light in his life.

Warnings: Angst, implied heavy drinking, implied sexual activity, actual sexual activity (not too graphic?), healthcare things (surgery and recovery), domestic Javi, cockwarming, pegging, fluff, direct discussions, toy use (small mention)

Word Count: 1207

Notes: We’re halfway though Javier’s journey. I was hoping to have this entire series up during Pride month, but it wasn’t happening. I will finish though!

Side note: Some of the horny I was feeling this week made it into this chapter.

Main Masterlist/ Javier Peña Masterlist/ AO3 Link

Four months without someone by his side or in his bed. Javier decided it was time to actually be by himself. Just remove a relationship off the table for now. Bi-weekly calls with Chucho, keeping busy at work and discovering that even though he doesn’t agree with some little old lady wandering around looking for murderers, Miss Marple is pretty entertaining. In addition to discovering a love/hate relationship with nosy pseudo private investigators, Peña took time to think.

What does he want from a partner?

What does he have to give a partner?

At what point does he ask where are things going?

These questions are heavy and inspire a few nights where the whiskey flows a bit more free.

Javi's finally finding people to love and to let love him, no matter what form it takes. I'm so happy for him 💜

I hope his journey brings him even more love and happiness.

We’re halfway through his journey and he’s finally starting to have some more supportive people in his life. Not that he didn’t before, it just didn’t work out.

We’ll see where else the journey takes him. ❤️❤️🌈

Chapter One of Therapy for the Well-Adjusted

My entire masterlist and blog are for readers 18+ MDNI. I do not consent to my work being used in AI, recommended on TikTok, borrowed or plagiarized.

Word Count: 1859

Warnings: Nerdie doesn’t know how the FBI works (despite watching all the crimes procedurals), one gun shot, insulting hot dogs 🌭, random book reference, a wee bit of blood, yelling & cursing

Summary: Marcus Pike was mandated to go to therapy. His journey there was very bumpy. We meet Dr. Mint and Vernon! (both OFCs)

Notes: I started this because I wanted Marcus to be a bit unhinged. Like why not? 😀

But also because I’ve had some bad experiences with therapy and some very positive ones.

Plus I enjoyed the doctor’s names way too much. I’m on my mess with puns. 😉

If you feel you need therapy or counseling, you should research the best cost effective options for you and make sure that your therapist is someone you feel comfortable with. Vibes are important in this case.

Main Masterlist/ Marcus Pike Masterlist/ AO3 Link

Marcus is talking with his therapist, Dr. Mint. He never thought he would need to see one. Not that people don’t need to see them or take their mental health seriously, they should and he does. He has to. He’s an FBI agent. Although he is in art crimes, there’s still quite a bit of shady characters, deals and crazy crap that people will do to have their art or hide how they got it.

The journey to Dr. Mint took Marcus two months from the incident to now.

The incident in question was something he never expected. Marcus Pike prided himself on being able to roll with life's punches, no matter how gut-wrenching they might be. Prior to ‘the incident’ his team were investigating possible pieces of art that were thought to have been smuggled into the country. Supposedly from California over to the East Coast. That should have been his first clue, the mention of that state. He was briefed about two consultants coming to assist since they had dealings and information of the particular ring of smugglers.

Patrick Jane and his wife Teresa Jane.

I didn't realise quite how much I needed to laugh until I read this line:

I couldn't stop laughing for a good 5 minutes. It's such a good description of him.

And then to follow up with Marcus's rant and Patrick and Teresa. I was jumping up and down shouting "you tell 'em sweetie!" They definitely needed putting in their places, and the fact that Jane got shot in the ass is the icing on the cake.

I'm looking forward to seeing where this goes.

Now, on to chapter 2 😁

I can guarantee there will be many laughs 🤣 I’m working on chapter four - there might be another “you tell ‘em sweetie” moment. 😆

Chapter One of A Safe Place for Us

Dieter Bravo x Aisha Smith (black plus size AFAB)

My entire masterlist and blog are for readers 18+ MDNI. I do not consent to my work being used in AI, recommended on TikTok, borrowed or plagiarized.

Summary: Aisha and Dieter have a long friendship after meeting on the set of a mutual show. As the years continue, Dieter’s feelings morph into something else while Aisha focuses on her goal.

Warnings: Nerdie not knowing about showbiz or writers (ironic I know), racism, playing Dieter’s career a bit, sperm donation (it’s plot relevant)

Word Count: about 1.4k

Notes: Why I wrote this…it’s an idea that got stuck in my head after @angelofsmalldeath-codeine and I had one of our many story idea discussions where we threw out ideas and tossed things to and fro. I finally rolled with it, smut will be in chapter 3 and beyond. Why it takes me like several chapters to get to smut I dunno? My writing style changed and I don’t know why, I would like it to go back 😭 Here we are.

Main Masterlist/ Dieter Bravo Masterlist/ AO3 Link

Aisha had been a writer on a show called ‘Graceland’ back when, according to her, the USA network still made shows people wanted to watch. She had been hoping to be a writer on the show ‘Psych’ since she loves comedy but it didn’t quite work out. She was thankful she had an actual writing job so she could pay some bills. She’d been able to help write the first season before getting a job on another show: The Mentalist.

Technically, she’d met one of her best friends at a table read for ‘Graceland’ but it didn’t register who he was until there was an entire season making him more central to the plot on the second show. Aisha appreciated that he was serious about getting the character right, adding in changes to better express what the writer’s room was trying to convey. He didn’t do it so much for the slick escapist show on the USA show but she really saw him shine on the screen as Agent Marcus Pike in ‘The Mentalist.’ One thing that the writer’s room voted to write out for his character was all the eating. “No agent is gonna be eating like that,” they always said. Once Dieter Bravo ate the takeout in the scene while dolling out his lines, the director loved it so they quickly pivoted on that creative choice.

Awwwww they love each other, it's just gonna take them a while to figure that out isn't it?

I love it already. Looking forward to the next chapter 💜

It will take a little while, not too long. 🥰 💕💕 Thank you. The next chapter will be out next week.

Cadet Gray

For Jo's Birthday Bash @undercoverpena

Tim Rockford x GN plus size reader

Summary: The weather is fairly somber, but there's still quite a bit to celebrate.

Warnings: Angst, silliness in an office, allusion to implied smut, two pinches, a few tears and sunshine ☀️

Word Count: 700+

Notes: Originally, I was going to write something with Javi G, but it just wasn't working. Then I was talking it out aloud with @soft-persephone mentioned Javi P, suits and sheets. Then made it over to Tim, still unsure how the dots connected. 🤭

Main Masterlist/ Tim Rockford Masterlist

Everything is coated in chases of gray. The sky has patches of white with periodic specks of blue. It’s not the type of day anyone would say that they were happy about being out and about it, but you happen to be. You’d been a bit sneaky with your plan, slowly gathering your information and numbers. The only snag in your entire plot was getting your own ducks in a row, surprised at the actual measurement of said ducks. It was difficult to accept but necessary since this was a special occasion after all. 

Detective Rockford is of course located in his office, behind his desk, surveying which pile of files to start on. At least, that’s how he is usually, but today he’s looking through his notebook. Going over any details that might shed more light on any number of cases. 

You’re not here for that today though. It’s noon and he promised to be out of here by one in the afternoon so you two wouldn’t be late. They would never forgive you. Despite the dark circles under his eyes, he greets you with a smile and squints at the large garment bag you have in plastic. Rockford knows very well what today is and is not looking forward to trying on this suit for the fourth time. It seemed despite going to two different tailors, it never fit quite right around the inseam or his waist. He was about ready to just show up in a tracksuit and throw in a wet towel. He got the sense that you enjoyed dressing him up a bit since he normally did the same for you. Picking out an outfit or two for you to wear, only to peel it off of you later that evening so he could get at those curves or yours. Might have been a time or two that a reservation was missed.

So incredibly sweet 😍

The thought of Tim turning up in a tracksuit had me cackling 🤣

Aww, thank you. 😊 Tim was tired of trying on suits that never fit. As we know from his button down shirt, he likes a good fit. 🤭 You helped him work it out though.

Thank you for reading. ☺️

Part of the Secret Springs Creative Shenanigans

Frankie Morales x Chloé Thomas (plus size AFAB OFC)

My entire masterlist and blog are for readers 18+ MDNI. I do not consent to my work being used in AI, recommended on TikTok, borrowed or plagiarized.

Summary: Lieutenant Chloé Thomas is trying to investigate Frankie Morales - the Harvey Air pilot that she can barely find information on. It does not go well, or perhaps it did?

Warnings: Jokes and puns, fluff, food reference, very bad nicknames, an angry and flexible York, implied smut? (That came early), double M’s, our pilot being a menace, lots of ass and sass, a sprinkle of Spanish, anxiety, crime listings

Word Count: over 2.3k (Drabble? I mean, it’s what I told myself originally.)

Notes: I decided to make it a personal log because that made me giggle the most, I apologize in advance @secretelephanttattoo but you do have two M’s so we’ll call it even. Possible guest mentions (they didn’t ask and neither did I but I thought of them and then stuck cute things in the graphic so here we are) of @goodwithcheese @maggiemayhemnj and @tinytinymenace

You’ll find yourselves. 😎 ❤️❤️❤️

Thanks to @megamindsecretlair and @soft-persephone for listening to me babble about it. @angelofsmalldeath-codeine & @fhatbhabiee for the Spanish. I may use what I asked later.

Main Masterlist/ Frankie Morales Masterlist

My name Chloé Thomas - head of Top Flight Security for the Secret Springs resort. I would write this out but the thought of annoying York with the sound of my voice delights me greatly. I’m starting my little bit of fun now. That's funny because my code name used to be siren because…wait.

Anyway, I’ve just finished messaging York again about final preparations for security of the Secret Springs resort. He is still refusing the red short-shorts, I told him that the guys work out to stay fit, why can’t they show it off a little? We might even want to think about a calendar at some point, this was a joke, but Dave got mad. I told him he could put a pair to sport around for his Lady Gouda Cheese and he promptly messaged me back in all caps, “DO NOT MENTION HER AT ALL. I WILL NOT HAVE YOU GIVING HER IDEAS!!!” He used all sorts of angry emojis but I know that he’d do it for her. He also said not to call her that nickname but it’s a fancy cheese. I think. She also has a thing about ties and leather jackets. I never gave her ideas. He blames me, but she tells me what she has him do. I didn’t know York was that flexible. Good for him I say, also it explains why he doesn’t want anyone touching his neck.

Everyone has their kinks. Mine seems to be voices and hands. A strange combination. I also found another one - broad men.

The nicknames are fantastic!

This was so enjoyable. And I now have a delicious image of Dave York wearing red shorts in my head 🤣

Those nicknames were totally well thought out (they were not). 🤭

Hey, if Dave York loves you enough he will. He’s the devoted type, he would just only want you to know. 😆

Movie Night with Steven

Steven Grant x female reader

My entire masterlist and blog are for readers 18+ MDNI. I do not consent to my work being used in AI, recommended on TikTok, borrowed or plagiarized.

Summary: What a movie night with Steven might look like.

Warnings: fluff, Nerdie's bad humor (I gave it to Steven), innuendo and hands as always.

Word Count: 433

Notes: A Drabble I wrote trying to work out exactly how I would write Steven Grant. Likely to change, but I thought this was cute.

Main Masterlist/ Oscar Issac Masterlist/ Moon Knight Masterlist

“Love, you’re coming over and we’re going to eat chips, drink tea and watch The Little Shop of Horrors. It will knock your knickers off!” 

“Wait, what Steven?”

“I mean you’ll enjoy the movie.”

You wonder while watching the movie with him and cuddling. You and Steven have watched tv together before so being close on the couch with your shoulder touching his isn’t insane. 

Tonight seems different though.

Your knickers have not been knocked off. But they’re not safe either.

“Are you having a good time?”

“Yeah, the movie’s great.” Steven squeezes your knee and points at the screen.

“Look! This shows up a few times it means….” Steven is explaining but you’re not listening. His hand is still on your knee and your mouth is a bit dry. Your knickers are the opposite. The movie is only 20 minutes in, he doesn’t even realize what he’s doing. More to the point, why are you reacting so strongly? He’s your friend. Your sweet, bookish, curly haired, full lips and strong hands…friend! Steven is your friend!

“Huh? Darling, what do you mean you don’t know?” His pitch at the end of the question went up, is he mocking you? He’s gotta know that it sounds like he’s mocking you.

“I…need to let it marinate and then I can tell you.” A very poor excuse but the only one you can offer that is a full sentence.

“No, no, no. These things are best done when the movie is fresh in your mind, love.” Holds your hand this time and leans in but is still 8-10 cm away from your face. “Is there a reason you weren’t paying attention? You weren’t bored were you? I wanted you to relax and have a good time with me.”

You did have a good time. Just not really watching the movie. More watching Steven. Reaching, pointing, explaining, being expressive and touching you the ENTIRE TIME. What else were you supposed to focus on? “No, I did have a good time Steven. I just think…maybe I didn’t get all of what the movie presented.” You can’t look him in the face. You feel a bit ashamed that he did get snacks and things for you to enjoy but you just thought of…other things. He just had to mention knickers…

“That’s alright. We can watch it again another time. Maybe you’re tired. Or maybe you had something else on your mind, love?” The moment Steven’s lips touch the back of your hand when he brings it up to your face, you know that all he did was on purpose.

Moots who would also like to be movie buddies with Steven 🍿: @megamindsecretlair @soft-persephone @soft-girl-musings @softlyspector @saturn-rings-writes

@alltheglitterandtheroar @thepetitemandalorian @westside-rot @rosecentaur1916

He's a sneaky little rascal, isn't he? 😏

That he is. Thank you so much for reading. ☺️

(Roja/red) Part One of Coasting through the Rainbow

Summary: Javier Peña considered his life good, great even. He met a man who would change what he knew about himself.

This is the beginning of Javier’s journey.

My entire masterlist and blog are for readers 18+ MDNI. I do not consent to my work being used in AI, recommended on TikTok, borrowed or plagiarized.

Warnings: internalized homophobia, ANGST AND FLUFF, all the emotions, self-loathing, alcohol use, mentions of smut (nothing too descriptive), Nerdie’s so-so Spanish translations, Nerdie’s brand of humor (all of the place), Javier Peña being subject to Nerdie’s whims

Word Count: 2,587

Notes: I started this six part series for Pride month. I hope to have all parts out during the month so we’ll remain hopeful! Special thanks, hugs and big kisses to @perotovar and @julesonrecord for beta reading and encouraging me to write all of it out, not just in bullet points. ❤️💚💙💛💜🧡

Main Masterlist/ Javier Peña Masterlist /AO3 Link

Javier thought people lied when they said that they knew the exact moment that their life changed. It sounds like the telenovelas that Senora Ramírez always has on when he goes for his morning coffee and empanada with a piece of mango to her shop before heading to work in the morning. So grand and over the top. Exaggerated to prove a point.

All those crazy people were right and tonight he’s in a room full of them.

Earlier that night he’d been drinking with some suits from the ambassador’s office, wearing his own complete with a tie. He felt stifled and wanted to rip the damn thing off but couldn’t, so he had more whiskey on the rocks to cool himself. Laughing with them was alright, but his time could be spent in his apartment in his own company.

The group was getting ready to head to the next place, paying their tabs and dispersing. Javier used this opportunity to sneak way, down an alley where he was sure they wouldn’t ask him to tag along. The scarlet light from the building behind the bar on the next street reflected in a puddle at Javi’s feet. Shrugging, it wouldn’t hurt to look so he thought and stepped toward the light only to see a club he’d never heard of. People were gathered outside dressed in all sorts of colors and outfits, more men than women he noticed, but he figured there were usual drink deals for ladies’ night so they might be inside.

Wow! This was such a beautifully written rollercoaster. They were so happy, and then so sad.

Javier needs someone to cuddle him 😩

I promise Javi will be cuddled at some point. 👀 I can’t confirm or deny if that will happen in part two. Maybe. Or not.

Thank you so much for reading. 🥰

Dave York x plus size AFAB

This fic and my blog overall is for readers 18+

Word Count: 921

Summary: The run in your stockings is annoying but is quickly an afterthought with Dave’s arrival. He brings you two things you need and leaves you with a promise you want. The two of you don’t need any more words than necessary.

Warnings: handling dangerous plants, soft Dave - geez, government corruption, planning for murder, use of a knife, HANDS (be weird if Nerdie didn’t have it), unprotected P in V, aftercare, more soft Dave (👀 Not mad at it, just surprised myself)

Notes: Another entry for Jett’s Flora and Fauna Challenge by @morallyinept I’m enjoying writing about flowers 💐 This is my first, primarily smut fic in a while (if you mention Frankie I dunno what you mean 👀 that was only like the first 4-5 parts).

Let me know what you think 🤔

I also found these flower meaning references to help anyone who might wanna do the challenge but either doesn’t know a flower to do or what they mean: Botanical Headcannons

This one was for the flower I chose Belladonna: How does your muse respond to silence ? Do they take comfort in soundlessness , or seek to fill the void with noise ?

Main Masterlist/ Dave York Masterlist

The run in your stockings was inevitable. They were old, a size too small but you didn’t want to wear leggings under your skirt, and you felt you could wait until the weekend to buy a new pair. You thought they might have ripped randomly when you sat down for meetings or even when your knee hit that idiot Jim’s desk when you confronted him about why his reports aren’t in. You should not be coming to his office to inquire about them after sending him a reminder email like the rest of the team. His quarterly evaluation just took a dip. Keeping up appearances outside of your real function at the CIA is exhausting and mind-numbing.

You’ve gotten back to your office after five in the evening to make some notes before leaving. That’s when he appears in your doorway. He’s brought a plant for you. It’s small, a deep violet with dark green leaves, he needs to wear gloves while handling it. The flower is called belladonna - deadly nightshade. The smile on your fellow CIA agent’s face gives away his intent. He was able to get it for you. A special project in addition to your weekend shopping. A visit would be had with one of the US diplomats that were skimming money from the embassy. That wasn’t enough to warrant their death. It was when they began dabbling in the drug trade that the department received notice to remove him from the equation to maintain the integrity of US diplomats everywhere.

Oooooh that was hot.

Was it a good idea to read this right before bed? Probably 😉

I hope that means you’ll have some good dreams. 😆

Lucian Flores x plus size female reader

This fic is for readers 18+ MDNI

Summary: Your anxieties are reaching a fever pitch, you keep trying to talk yourself out of them, but you spiral back into them. Lucian won’t stand for it and will show you why.

Word Count: 1163

Warnings: References to anxiety and depression, angst, domestic fluff, extra soft Lucian, unprotected P in V, some wrist action, orgasm denial, cockwarming, obligatory gold chain mention

Notes: Finale of What We’ve Both Wanted. I did a small edit on my mini-series and I finally finished it! I’ve been trying to finish series I’ve started though I do have a habit of creating more so there’s that. 🥸 Anyway, if you made it this far, I hope you enjoyed and let me know what you think. ☺️ This part ended up longer than I planned but I don’t like loose ends.

Main Masterlist/ Lucian Flores Masterlist

“You’re in your head too much mi amor (my love). Come back to me.” It’s not the first time Lucian has told you this. It’s been more frequent, especially now that it’s coming up on a year that you two have been together. You sold your house and moved in with Lucian, in a gated community that the two of you used to make fun of.

Oh, Nerdie! It's writing like this that keeps me utterly feral for Lucian.

This is beautiful 😍

Thank you so much. 🥰 I was finally able to finish this little mini-series with Lucian.

We’re all feral for Lucian, that head of hair and his gold chain. 😎

Merging Star Clusters

Ezra AU x Seraphina (plus size OFC)

Word Count: 1252

Warnings: surprisingly none! 😄

Summary: Ezra's got all his favorite ladies in one place. Seraphina and Cee finally meet.

Notes: Usually, Nerdie brings the family drama, but for Ezra (and my last slivers of sanity), I left that alone this time. This fic is easy, like Sunday morning or whenever you happen to read this.

Main Masterlist/ Ezra Masterlist/ The Lake between Us Series

Cee noted that something was different about her guardian when he stood next to his truck to pick her and Zoe up. He of course took their suitcases like always and brought them in for hugs, never judging her for her choice of partner. Some days, she thought he preferred she was with a woman, she remembered him always telling her “never fully trust anyone even me, but especially men. Leave them alone as long as possible.” She’d been pretty sure he was saying that because he was her father figure as most of them seemed to she heard from her friends. That said, he looked brighter, like he actually slept and put a bit of his weight back on. Cee would never be foolish enough to tell him that last part. Ezra tended to gather it around his belly which despite never mentioning it, she knew he was sensitive about it. She was waiting for him to mention it first. The reason for his positive change. They had spoken about the person in question for the first time a few months ago but only in depth a few weeks ago.

Zora, Cee’s girlfriend of the past year, was never one to mince words or be delicate. Cee appreciated her directness but also her kindness as she was never rude with questions of comments. “So Mr. Wordsmith, this lady friend of yours, is she just that or your partner in you looking like a million dollars?” Ezra had grown accustomed to Zora’s nicknames for his expansive vocabulary and he chuckled at her question as he turned down the main road that led to his home. About twenty more minutes now. 

Ezra is finally getting the family he has always deserved 🥹 This makes me so happy.

Tummy 🥹🥹

Hahahaha, this made me double up 🤣

This is a beautiful chapter 😍

Our man’s sleeping and eating better so he has a little tummy. It’s good for him. 😊

Awww thank you. 🥰 We’re almost to the end. Next week is the last part. 💛

Ezra (bayou AU) x Seraphina (plus size OFC)

Word Count: 532

Summary: See calls to check in on Ezra. He's different, in a good way.

Warnings: fluff between Cee and Ezra

Notes: A small insert to explore Ezra's and Cee's relationship. I like it, it's cute.

Main Masterlist/ Ezra Masterlist/ The Lake Between Us Series

She had called to check on him, he answered as usual and sounded - chipper. It was good, weird to hear, but good. He also called out a name, ‘Moonbeam’ and told her that he was stepping outside for a bit. Also strange, in her formative and teenage years, Cee could count on one hand the number of women she’d seen leaving his room. He’d been rather careful about that. She asked who ‘Moonbeam’ was and he told her that she was someone he was getting to know. When Cee called the following week, ‘Moonbeam’ was now ‘Sundrop’ since it was still daylight out, he stepped into his bedroom, and she was helping him to sleep better, finding comfort with her by his side. On the third week when she called, Cee heard the elusive ‘Moonbeam’s’ voice for the first time. Apparently this week, Ezra had not stepped in another room or outside. She was nearby, laughing at something he likely had been saying when picking up the phone. Her voice sounded gentle and it made the university student smile. Sly old dog. Cee thought to herself as they spoke, Seraphina as she learned her name was from Ezra telling her goodnight before she departed.

“You old coot. Where did you find a nice lady like that?” Ezra hears a shrill laugh over the phone.

“How do you know she's nice Birdie? I haven’t told you anything about her.” The gentleman shakes his head.

Cee scoffs. “You’ve mentioned her for three weeks in a row, each week you keep increasing her importance. And I know unless there’s a point to be made, you don’t use names. Which you made sure without fail to tell her goodnight and to stay safe. Something I’ve never heard you do for a person who isn’t me.”

“It seems I will continue not to suffer a fool. I taught you well. Moonbeam is important to me, that I will confirm. She is quite…alluring.” Cee chuckles and so does Zora who’s been listening in the background. “Good evening Zora. You both can continue in your laughs. I’ll call back when you finish.”

“Wait! Wait! Sorry for laughing. It’s just who says that? I know that’s not the only thing about her, otherwise, you wouldn’t be bothered.”

“You are correct. You will find out when you meet her, the next time you come to visit.”

“Does she know that?”

“She will soon.” Cee gave a soft hum in agreement, having never heard Ezra speak like this. She had never thought he would sound sweet to her but he did. It was a very good thing she surmised and they spoke about his tours and her classes. Cee was studying business and taking some cooking classes along with Zora. Ezra told her she didn’t need to pay for that, he could teach her on home visits. They both laughed about that, knowing that Ezra never measures anything when cooking so it’s extremely difficult to teach.

Once off the phone, Cee discussed things with Zora, and settled on this being a very good thing. He sounded a lot better and she was excited to meet the woman inspiring such change in him.

Taste-testers of Ezra’s gumbo 🍤: @rav3n-pascal22 @maggiemayhemnj @morallyinept @survivingandenduring @bonezone44 @magpiepillsjunior @yorksgirl @gemmahale @missredherring @missladym1981 @alltheglitterandtheroar @megamindsecretlair @readingiskeepingmegoing @pedroshotwifey @tinytinymenace @inept-the-magnificent @vivian-pascal @jessthebaker

Ezra and Cee's relationship is so sweet. I love it.

I can tell from this that I would love to cook with Ezra. I never measure anything either. I just keep adding stuff until my forebears reach through the mists of time and say "hush child, that's enough now."

I know Ezra was not in favor of taking Cee all those years ago, but his heart isn’t made of stone. I feel like he could be a good influence if you don’t wanna be in crime. 🤣 lol

Cooking with you and Ezra sounds like fun and the food would be delicious! 🤤

Gravitational Pull

Ezra AU x Seraphina (plus size OFC)

This fic is for those 18+ MDNI

Word Count: about 1.9k

Warnings: Mentions of all the food (sorry for making you hungry), implied sexual activity, Ezra is a softie, actual adult conversations (the humanity!), Sera and Ezra being sexy and cute (I very much enjoy these two - I'm also biased), two idiots (because they kinda are but it's good - I think)

Summary: Ezra and Seraphina are growing closer fairly quickly. Neither of them view this as a bad thing, but it warrants some conversations and a different kind of dinner.

Notes: Two more parts to go! I made use of a time skip. A good chunk of time passes in the part but it's to show the relationship progression for down the line. There's also two other interludes because of the story flow.

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Orbiting around each other for almost two months, it was surprisingly easy to fall into an exchange of their homes. Seraphina had opened hers first, leaving Ezra to do the same with his. Dinners were alternated as well: gumbo, stews, shrimp and grits, chicken and waffles and Ezra’s favorite that Sera made, jambalaya. He was fond of the sausage she used, letting the spices soak throughout the rice. The evenings became longer as they both lingered in each other's abodes.

Seraphina observed his bookshelves, one was filled with different first editions he’s collected over the years and the other had momentos and pictures from his life with Cee. A small child with cornflower hair smiled brightly in most of them as a younger Ezra held her, sometimes reading, other times sitting in a truck as they drove. His dedication to her upbringing was remarkable. He swears up and down it was just a promise he had to uphold. 

“I keep my honor intact in areas where it matters most in life my dear Moonbeam. That is all it was and is.” 

I am so in love with this fic and this version of Ezra.

This is an image that is going to live in my head for a very long time. Just imagine coming home from work to find Ezra waiting like this for you.

I imagined it quite a bit. 😭❤️❤️❤️ *sighs in delulu*

I’m glad you enjoyed it so much ☺️

The Lake Between Us Series

Ezra AU x Seraphina (plus size OFC)

This fanfic (overall) is for readers 18+ MDNI

Word Count: 1028

Summary: Ezra is awakened by someone who is not his Sundrop.

Warnings: sudden entrance is sudden, implied sexual activity, Ezra having banter with someone who's got equal wit, domestic fluff

Notes: This takes place between chapter 5 and 6 because I enjoy family drama. I stir the pot. 😆

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“I didn’t expect to find a man here. I did joke with her to find one but didn’t realize they’d be in her bedroom. I take it she didn’t tell you I have a key?” 

Ezra is greeted by a short petite woman with a chestnut brown bun on her head and around the edges of her face, she has graying hair. He was confused at first why this woman was in his…Seraphina’s home. But he heard her laugh and recognized it despite the higher pitch. She’s wearing a white t-shirt and a tan skirt, her feet had on tiny purple Harry Potter slippers. He knew those were too small for Sera’s feet.

Oh I did giggle at this!

Woooooooooo! Sera's mum is a hoot.

Bahahahahaha, accurate!

I wanted a bit of levity in their story and what better way than with family. 😄 Sera’s mom is a tough cookie but warms to him.

Pero Tovar (modern AU) x plus size female reader (La jefa)

Word Count: 1882

Warnings: DARK FIC, mobs and their enforcers, mentions of general violence and graphic violence, mentions and descriptions of torture, descriptions of injuries, solving problems Tovar style, comfort food and tea

Summary: Pero Tovar only has a few people he chooses to interact with willingly. The bookstore owner is one of them. Someone made a very stupid mistake, Tovar will handle it and still have his tea.

Notes: This was written for @iamasaddie ‘s writing challenge 2.0. My color was Mob Enforcer and the prompt was “Hurt/Comfort” and “Who did this to you?” We're longer than a Drabble again, we dribbled quite a bit. Such is Nerdie.

I may have leaned too hard into the ‘hurt portion’ but we’ll see. 👀

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The only good thing about doing collections, was that most of the time, Pero wasn’t using violence. Just intimidation. The shopkeepers knew why he was here and knew the amount they needed to pay to The Family. It’s been the same amount for the past six months, in was raised temporarily for some needed repairs on the club the Valentino family owned. The actual story was that a few of the younger members had been ordered to torture a few members of a rival family and went overboard. The walls, floors and everything needed to be scrubbed. 

Tovar’s been with the Valentino family for fifteen years and as one of their premier enforcers for the last seven working his way up from errand boy. His height and broad frame discourage crossing him, and even if someone is dumb enough to do so, they find themselves bloodied, battered and with at least one thing broken. 

I love this version of Pero, he makes a beautiful enforcer/protector of bookish, tea-loving innocents 🫠

Thank you. 🥰 Even though Pero is as tough and scary as they come, he still is sweet to those he views with kindness. ❤️

Closing the Distance

Ezra AU x Seraphina (plus size OFC)

This fic is for those 18+ MDNI

Word Count: about 1.2k

Warnings: Ezra is a warning, alcohol use, food mention (I finally got him to cook!), tension of various kinds 👀

Summary: Ezra and Seraphina have agreed to dinner. He cooks, she serves the liquor.

Notes: More interaction with these two and I’m getting more used to writing Ezra’s speech pattern as I understand it. 🥸 Might be a time skip

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Ezra was two minutes early. He’d made his shrimp gumbo, the fragrance of the spices seeped out from under the top that jiggled when he walked up her stairs. Seraphina insisted that he come in through the front.

“Guests come in through the front door. Those you want to hide enter in the back.” She told him as they planned for the evening.

Ezra retorted, “Even if I were to enter from the rear my dear Sundrop, my presence would be known no matter my status. I don’t mind if you feel the need to hide me, as long as I am allowed in.” He’d left her with that line after they made plans to have dinner that night.

This was really sweet. I am loving this version of Ezra, he's so intriguing.

He’s playful and not overtly flowery with his language. He doesn’t need to be. Points are made and they’re getting to know each other. ☺️

What you look like during the day

Ezra AU x plus size OFC (Moonbeam)

This fic/blog is 18+ MDNI

Word Count: about 1.2k

Summary: Our nurse and reformed scoundrel meet in person. Are things the same as when they watch each other at night? Could it be better or worse?

Warnings: Ezra is his own warning, verbal sparring (someone did lose), HANDS (a Pedro character special)

Notes: Did I wait (stall more like it) in finally giving Ezra more than a line or two of speech? Yeah I did. I wanted to make sure it sounded like him to me and hopefully to you all as well. They've finally met after three parts. 😆 To be fair, I did say slow burn. 🔥 Simmering like some gumbo maybe? (Nerdie with the bad joke and we are complete. 😎)

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Now a month and a half out from their initial meeting, they’ve had yet to speak face to face. Ezra has just finished giving another tour of the bayou. Regalling tourists with the history of it along with New Orleans with his expressive flair. He’s in the process of meeting up with the manager to get his check for the week. Today is friday so he’s going to go to the bank after this per his normal routine.

He recalls that black poofy tresses that he often saw from beneath the purple bonnet at night. They were tied up in a high ponytail. The same legs that rocked in the chair at night were across from him speaking to some basic looking man and a smile upon her face along with a child. Was she married? Was the child hers? For her to be out every night their relationship or marriage couldn’t be a happy one right? But she walks away with the child and speaks to a woman who takes the child as they begin to walk away. Maybe the woman is her girlfriend? The soft pink of her dress covered what was normally visible to Ezra at night. He was able to see that her skin was indeed the sensual caramel he thought it had been and the scoop neck of casual wear exposed the very tops of her breasts. The full lips were a brownish pink on closer inspection and her glasses were blue not black, an easy mistake to make in the dark. The most startling to him was her eyes. A sweet shade of honey hugged her pupils which formed her irises. He sees her waving at the woman and the child as they leave, so maybe they’re not together? Enough of this, he needed more facts and less speculation.

Ooooooh! They finally met. I'm excited to see what is gonna happen on their date 😍

They talked this much during their first meeting. I’m curious what you’ll think of their date.