I will probably sound like a broken record with this but I do wish to finish the short story ideas that were sent to my writing page. They would help get my feet wet again.
cherry valley forever
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One Nice Bug Per Day
Sade Olutola
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oozey mess
Claire Keane
occasionally subtle
Cosimo Galluzzi
wallacepolsom
will byers stan first human second
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I will probably sound like a broken record with this but I do wish to finish the short story ideas that were sent to my writing page. They would help get my feet wet again.

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āš½TO-DO LIST.
+prompts.
Theeantidrug: Beyonceās āYesā Prompt.
Fatkellyprice: Promasaurus Redo Prompt.
Fatkellyprice: Dairy Queen/Pole Dancer Prompt.
Anon: Different World, Wedding Scene Prompt.
Anon: The Best Man Prompt.
Zenlovethinking: Samcedes Final Scene Prompt.
Modacey: Body Guard (Twist) Prompt.
Modacet: Christmas Train Prompt.
ANON: MILITARY SAMCEDES CHRISTMAS PROMPT.
Whoknowstv: Sixteen Candles Prompt.
Dayjav001: Samcedes Making Baby Prompt.
Crtaylor242013: āCedes, San, Matt, & Bree Prompt.
MO: SLEEPING WITH THE ONE I LOVE.Ā
ANON: SAMCEDES SECRET BABY PROMPT.Ā
AmberRileyNation: Rileystreet Prompt.Ā
in no particular order. bolded text in other words means it is currently being written and there is a snippet posted on the page.
+fanfics.
The Heist. [hiatus: plot purposes]
Church Girl. [under co: current rp]
November. [hiatus: plot purposes]
in no particular order. bolded text in other words means it is currently being written and there is a snippet posted on the page.
One-Shot: Everything Works Out In The End.
+ I would like to thank the anon for giving me the opportunity of bringing his/her PROMPT to life; I hope I executed it properly. Thank you again and readers enjoy! Constructive and Positive feedback is always welcomed. -Mo
āYou got me treading on the water. Because I've never learned to swim. And now I know that it's all over.Ā I better learn to start again.ā āKodaline (Everything Works Out In The End).
New Story Alert: New Fan Fic Story Named Unlawful Coming Soon!Ā I will be posting the full story / chapter on fanfiction.net !
Mercedes groaned groggily as she rolled over in her sleep, six hours, that may be a new record for her. She reached over towards her nightstand and picked her work phone up, answering it with her eyes still shut. āJonesā she breathed tiredly as she began to rub sleep out of her eyes.Ā
āI think heās backā a gruff voice said on the other end, the short hello acted in the way that it was intended to. It woke Mercedes up fully and she began to climb out of bed, walking across the hardwood floors towards her bathroom flickering on the first sign of life there had been in the condo since she fell asleep only moments ago. Fully prepared all the while to start her work day early as she was prepped about the latest.
Heās back; played in her head over and over again as she slowly buttoned up her shirt. In all of her years working as a profiler very seldom did people get past her. But this man was sneaky, a sly fox who was just within her reach every time he committed another murder, but he managed to be a world apart at the same time. He was back to haunt her again, though she tried not to allow this one murderer reside within her subconscious twenty-four hours of the day, but he did.
There was a piece of the puzzle she was missing, this time she was determined to find it. It was time to end this once and for all, she thought as she looked herself over in the mirror.
āJones!ā a deep voice called out, the woman had barely put the car in park and climbed out before he commanded her presence. She grabbed her coat throwing it on before she locked the car doors and moved for the building. The man approached Mercedes without much thought āSchmittā she said addressing the other special agent formally.Ā
āI going to brief youā he said removing the toothpick from his mouth. He turned to the direction of the warehouse pointing at the dark building saying, āit is not a pretty sight in thereā honestly.
Mercedes looked at the man sliding her hands in her coat pocket, she looked around them. The warehouse was certainly on the outskirts of things, there was nothing for miles around them. Far beyond the eye could see was trees and snow, it was freezing. āI was already briefed on the phone by Hansenā she said cutting him off quickly. In her line of work the less details she had the better and beyond that Schmitt happen to have always rubbed her the wrong way. He was a great family man, very dedicated to his work. But his personality was crap and he lied about the unbelievable, for example the trench coat he had was a horrible Burberry knock-off but heād swear he paid hundreds for it. Sad, fifteen years with the FBI and heād still kill to fit in with the big dogs.
āOhā Schmitt said nodding his head at the woman, he stuck the toothpick back into his mouth and said āof course he didā downplaying the awkward interaction. He quietly walked along her shadow now considering how rudely she had dismissed him.
Mercedes offered the man a fake smile and a pat on his broad shoulder before she began her trek into the massive structure. Upon reaching the entrance or what was used as one she took in the scene before her. The lights of cameras flashing brightly as photos were taken bombarded her, the collecting of evidence from every surface was steadfast and careful. She saw her senior supervisory rubbing his bald head, that could only really mean one thing. She continued to walk slowly around and over people as they worked before her. There was blood splattered across the walls and he eyes moved up one as she took it all in. Her eyes moving away from the wall she looked down at the ground, the ocean of blood that had pooled around the womanās body gave way to how gruesome her murder was.
Hansen turned to see Mercedes had finally entered into the building, he approached her, glad to see a brain that worked harder and faster than his and everyone elseās in the room at last. She had been profiling the very man they all thought committed this crime off and on for the last three years. No one knew this man better than she did, sometimes he felt even the serial killer in question didnāt know himself as much as she did. āWhat do you think? Is it our guy?ā he asked her outright.
Mercedes looked at the older man as he spoke, she looked around him for a moment. Grabbing the pen out of his coat pocket she licked her red lips and finally stepped over the crime tape. Using his pen, she bent down close to the deceased, sliding it under the rope that kept the womanās hands bound. She squinted closely, then looked at the rope around her ankles āitās his knotā she acknowledged aloud. For a split second the crowded space became a little quieter. āSheās gaggedā she said as she moved to stand upright again ārape kit will come back nothing, unless he made a mistake this timeā she breathed. Sighing, Mercedes walked around the girl making sure she didnāt step to close āI still donāt think heās able to⦠perform sexuallyā.
Hansen watched Mercedes as she examined the latest victim, he didnāt say anything at first. Instead, he just let her brain work to process everything around her.
āSheās blondeā Mercedes said as she moved to step back over the tape, offering the man his pen back. She pulled her bottom lip into her mouth and as she walked slowly āsomething is off thoughā she stopped. She turned on her high heels slowly as she tried to pinpoint exactly what was different to her in this instance.Ā
āWhat is that?ā Hansen asked her.
āHow long has she been dead?ā Mercedes asked as she looked at the blood that painted the walls and adorn the floor once more for a clue or answer.
The coroner looked at Mercedes āsheās fresh, rigor mortis hadnāt even sat in yetā he acknowledged. āMaybe three hours, topsā he explained.
Mercedes looked at Hansen, āhis schedule changedā she told him. āHe was a night owlā she reminded him ādid all his major crimes during the day⦠leaving them out as trophies for us. Sheās well hidden, we are miles away from the cityā she pointed out. āItās three in the morning,ā she told herself, he eyes moving for her watch. āHe might have lost his job⦠got a new one?ā she questioned throwing out ideas. āHe may have a love interest now. Something changed in his life, something majorā he told them. āBut itās himā she said nodding her head āthatās plain to seeā she said looking at the girl again āhe clipped her fingernailsā¦ā she breathed as began to retreat from the building to her car. āThose marks around her neck lets us know heās escalating. We have to get him this timeā she sighed stepping back outside in the cold air.
Mercedes looked around the area again slowly, releasing a chilly breath into the darkness surrounding her. āWho are you?ā she asked herself, softly as she shifted on her heels. āWho are you?ā
+Ā I really didnāt plan to get on here with a sob story.Ā
However, in the time I was gone I finished about four of my one-shots completely. And after relocating with my fiancee, I lost my flashdrive with all of my short stories, fanfiction, and roleplay tools on it. It was really devastating for me. And I didnāt know how or where to begin when it came to this page and any of my roleplays. However, I have gotten to the point now where I am trying to gather what I can and comeback.Ā
I apologize. It seems like all I do is make excuses or go missing. But I promise you all this time I was coming with the uploads. SMH.Ā
I am prepared to buy a new flashdrive and start all over. Iāll be around and try to post what I can, when I can! Thank you if you still remotely care and wish to read and have stuck around.Ā
- Love Mo

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+ Technical difficulties with my internet where I am. I tried to get the completed one-shot up to no avail. I apologize for the inconvenience. Just when I decided to upload some one-shots this happened. But hopefully I can get it squared away this week and will be able to upload soon. Thanks for the support as always. xo
- Mo
ONE-SHOT: EVERYTHING WORKS OUT IN THE END.
+ Snippet.Ā
Mercedes looked over at Samuel as he slept peacefully beside her naked frame, she watched slowly as his chest rose and fell and she shifted gently. Turning her body to face his, trying her best not to disturb him during his peaceful slumber. Sheād be leaving for LA in a day and he had managed to convince her to do the unthinkable. She pulled the covers up, a cold nightās chill rushing over her as she laid their bear with him and she managed to pull her herself out of her head long enough to lay her head there. Hazelnut skin pressed against his perfect chiseled chest as she inhaled his scent deeply, what if she never got to relish in this exact moment again. The sex was something, but with or without it, sheād still long for the man as she departed across what felt like the highest mountains and lowest of seas. But she had to follow her dreams, right? She asked herself would it be worth it, as she drew tiny heartsĀ across his skin sadly.
āWhat are you doing?ā Samuelās gruff voice spoke, a smirk sporting his thick pink lips as he opened his eyes looking down at Mercedes. Her hair was a mess of curls that had fallen and sweated out, however, in this lighting as the moon danced across her skin, sheād never looked so beautiful to him. He grabbed her hand, stopping her motion and he pecked the back of it tenderly before he said āI thought you were asleepā¦ā
His eyes rolled back shut tiredly, as his other hand stroked her head of hair idly. Mercedes head leaned upwards as she looked to him. āWriting I love you across your skinā she answered honestly, not matter how it may how sound leaving her lips. At his next remark she shifted, looking at the window where the moon glowed. āI canāt sleepā she breathed to him; she shouldāve been able to after all. He had, had her locked away in his room all evening; losing her virginity had been a full-time job. Or a lesson, depends on who you asked out of the two. Heād done all the work and yet she was still able to please him as heād done her. That was once she got over the initial shock and uncomfortable adjustment to a size, she didnāt quite picture this entire time. She licked her plump lips at that and looked back at him.
Samuel smirked; his forehead managed to crease between his brows as he asked himself why she was doing that subconsciously. āYou should get some restā he reasoned as he shifted wrapping her up in his long arms. āYou have so much to doā¦ā he reminded her, his hand resting on the small of her back, drawing circles there. His eyes never opened though he was watching her no doubt, his chest was pressed against her ample bosom and he wouldnāt deny how incredible that felt. He finally opened his eyes again and looked to her āwhatās on your mind?ā he asked her knowingly, the words left him just as he left a kiss on her lips. Drawing back to look into her almond orbs, āyou can tell me anythingā he said softly, green eyes piercing hers.
As he shifted his long body, pulling her closer to him, his arms pressed fluff against muscle mass. She closed her eyes for a moment as he reminded her yet again about her new phase in life. Ā Heartbreakingly she opened her eyes to stare into his, this time they were glossy, and she said āI donāt want to leave youā her chine quivered only a little as she closed her eyes again. Hugging him back tightly she fell quiet.
As she confessed her true feelings, he nodded his head at her, he hadnāt thought of her move as a negative thing. He wouldnāt forgive himself if he selfishly let her stay, only to waste a dream as big as hers away. He needed her to go to LA, not just for herself, but for him. He wouldnāt be any prouder unless he had the opportunity to fly the plane himself. āYou know I love youā he said against her skin as he pecked her forehead āand Iāll do anything for youā he added pecking her forehead again. āAnd that means sacrificeā he told her sternly. āItās going to hurt like hell being apart, but you have to do this, itās your destinyā he reasoned. He kissed her forehead again, lips lingering there for a while as his eyes closed āwe will get through thisā he said confidently. āItāll work out, youāll seeā he sighed heavily as he opened his eyes again to look at her.
Mercedes nodded her head against him sadly, she bit down on her bottom lip as her warm tears spilled anyway. As he went on, just making the idea of being away from him harder she sniffled. She continued to nod her head at him, maybe if she kept repeating his words her heart would eventually catch up with her head and sheād convince herself that it would be fine as well. āOkayā she said in a shaky voice in response to him. Words had left her, she knew it would hurt, because it was killing the hell out of her already. She nodded her head again for good measure as she sucked her tears up, wiping them away slowly.
Samuelās thumb swiped against her skin gently, heād never like to see her in this light. What man wanted to watch the woman he loved cry? As she finally replied he nodded his head saying āokayā back to her sweetly as his lips met hers in a feverish kiss. His lips parted only ever so slightly so that their tongues could meet with each other again. Theyād been apart for too long and the blonde had realized that now. He needed to remind her body and soul, just what they had and why no amount of distance in the World could separate them truly. They were soulmates, destined for a life full of happiness and lifelong memories. He was hers, as long as she were his. And only God could take that away. His hard body shifted against the bed as he positioned himself above her now, moaning deeply into their kiss ever more as her delicate hand slid its way up to his face to cup it lovingly. Oh, how he adored the way, her hand felt resting over his heart, it would be death theyād part.
āš½TO-DO LIST.
+prompts.
Theeantidrug: Beyonceās āYesā Prompt.
Fatkellyprice: Promasaurus Redo Prompt.
Fatkellyprice: Dairy Queen/Pole Dancer Prompt.
Anon: Different World, Wedding Scene Prompt.
Anon: The Best Man Prompt.
Zenlovethinking: Samcedes Final Scene Prompt.
Modacey: Body Guard (Twist) Prompt.
MODACEY: CHRISTMAS TRAIN PROMPT.
ANON: MILITARY SAMCEDES CHRISTMAS PROMPT.
Whoknowstv: Sixteen Candles Prompt.
DAYJAVOO1: SAMCEDES MAKING BABY PROMPT.
Crtaylor242013: āCedes, San, Matt, & Bree Prompt.
MO: SLEEPING WITH THE ONE I LOVE.Ā
ANON: SAMCEDES SECRET BABY PROMPT.Ā
AmberRileyNation: Rileystreet Prompt.Ā
in no particular order. bolded text in other words means it is currently being written and there is a snippet posted on the page.
+fanfics.
The Heist. [hiatus: plot purposes]
Church Girl. [under co: current rp]
November. [hiatus: plot purposes]
in no particular order. bolded text in other words means it is currently being written and there is a snippet posted on the page.
+ The one-shot I am currently working on and that was posted, is not on the list of prompts I owe at all. It is an idea that popped up in my head while listening to the song. After this prompt is posted I will be finishing the prompts I have listed and the one that is currently next in line to be posted to the page. Thanks for rocking with me.Ā Ā
One-Shot: Sleeping with the One I Love.
+ Snippet.Ā
āIf you have those files on my desk by 6 pm we may actually be able to enjoy our weekend.ā
At that Mercedes looked up slowly a smug expression written across her face, there was no way sheād spend her weekend in the office so 6 pm would suffice. However, in order to remotely beat the short deadline, she was given by her obnoxious boss she certainly needed a cup of hot coffee to keep her mind focused and sharp, not to mention to give her a little energy boost. Sheād take one for the team and skip lunch, is what she told herself as she got up from her office chair and moved for her door to exit the room. Walking down the hall her eyes swept over the tall green-eyed blonde man standing by the water dispenser waiting his turn, her back to him as she poured herself some fresh coffee drowning it in sugar and hazelnut flavored creamer.Ā
āGeorge called me today, asking me what your favorite flower is. It was the craziest thing you knowā¦āĀ
āGeorge never calls you Motherā Mercedes said with a raised brow as she shook her head. āAnd why would he need to be reminded of that? Weāve only been together how long? 10 years?ā she said thinking to herself with an eye roll. āThat is why it was the craziest thingā her mother emphasized again for the woman. āHe could have forgotten, needed a refresherā¦ā
āNo, heās just pathetic⦠careless⦠and inconsiderateā Mercedes listed off on her fingers as she drove down the road. She got those files on her bossesā desk by 6pm and she was out of the office before 6:30 pm. The weekend was hers and she would do with it what she wanted. She looked out her rearview mirror before she said āitās neither here nor there, heās probably trying to kiss up for that crappy birthday dinner he threwā she shrugged.Ā
āMercedes, donāt call him those things. He does tryā her mother corrected āheās a good man Mercedes, heās always been. He has his moments, but hell! What man doesnāt?ā she asked. āAnd I liked your birthday dinner, he set up a great time. We all loved it, what are you talking about?ā she asked confused. Mercedes sighed exhaling softly, āI know, I know, I know. Heās a good manā she said shaking her head as she turned down the street finally reaching her condominium. āMhmā she said agreeingly, though her voice was laced with hell noās and sure-whateverās. āBefore you began to ramble about George, I just want you to know that Iāve reached home. I am tired. I love you. And I will call and talk to you tomorrow. Kiss daddy for me?ā she rushed out as she parked her car in her assigned parking spot, grabbing her things from the passenger seat.Ā
Knowing her child wouldnāt listen, having found out early on that she just didnāt plan on appreciating the man for who he truly was, she nodded. āSure thingā she sung out before she hung up the phone before Mercedes got the chance to do so.Ā
Mercedes smirked, āgreatā she said as she grabbed her phone as her mother hung up before she happily did so, she shot a certain someone a quick text. Thanking the doormen as she entered the building, she moved for the elevator. Hopping on and riding the elevator up to her floor, she chatted back and forth with said individual for a few more moments. Once she reached her door, she used her key to unlock the door and she moved forward looking at all the decoration. The home was filled with flowers, tulips, her mother had told the man tulips was her favorite flower, yet she loved lilies. Did no one know her? She moved forward to hear the music playing and she turned the corner to see her long-term boyfriend. He was all dressed up and standing before a table that had a dinner spread that screamed take-out because he damn sure didnāt cook, he didnāt know how to. He had on his favorite cologne and he reeked of cockiness, probably assuming heād accomplished something completely amazing in the moment. Sheād be the judge of that however, and the jury.
āHey babyā George said looking to Mercedes, a velvet box in his hand. He clutched onto it out of both fear and excitement. He had planned for this day for some time now and heād talked himself out of several other dates before he finally settled for this day. Her birthday had been the perfect time as well, but the day didnāt turn out to be so perfect, and despite him trying intimately after the dinner he had thrown together. She went out with her friends and chose to have a girlās night out rather than stick around with him. So here he was, in a nice suit, nice shoes, bright smile waiting for her to walk through the door as breathtakingly beautiful as she was.Ā
Sitting her purse aside and her phone Mercedes looked around again and said āhelloā quaintly back to him. āWhat is all of this?ā she said gesturing their house.Ā
āI have been wanting to do this for so long. And I just couldnāt find a time perfect enough, but today I made it up in my mind that I needed to do this now, that I had toā George told her.Ā
āDo?ā she asked him as she moved further into the room āare you proposing?ā she said with a bit of a chuckle as she looked down at his hand. āIs this really happening?ā she asked him before she rested her hands on her full hips. She was smart, always had been actually. Being quick on her toes was one of the reasons heād fallen in love with her, but in the moment, she was really stealing all the shine from him. āIā he nodded. āYesā he said clearing his throat a bit āI love you with all of my heart, you know that. And I know you feel the same way about me, so itās time. Weāve been together 11 years and I think itās time, I officially make you Mrs. Thompsonā he said as he began to lower himself on one knee.Ā
ā10ā Mercedes replied back to him, watching as he rested there on his knee āweāve been together for 10 yearsā she said, they had been agonizingly painful years of her life she wouldnāt get back, so she remembered every one. It wasnāt the response he was expecting, he figured she give him a yes or no? Maybe some tears? Did she not want this? Or was he reading everything all wrong in the moment, he wasnāt sure. ā10, yes, 10ā he said nodding his head āwhat do you say?ā he asked opening the box and flashing the diamond ring for her to see.Ā
Mercedes sighed to herself before she said āyesā plastering a smile on her face as she did. āOf course, Iāll marry you, of course, of courseā she told him holding her hand out.Ā
Smelling the lilies in the vase she closed her eyes, taking the scent in slowly āI love liliesā she breathed to the man.Ā
āI knowā he said kissing her neck gently as he rounded the kitchen grabbing them both a glass. āThe ring looks good on youā he complimented with a smirk before he poured her a glass of red wine, something she preferred and poured himself a glass of whiskey.Ā
āPleaseā Mercedes breathed as she removed her engagement ring and sat it down. She looked to him, gazing into his green eyes before she said āitās nothing, itās a ring. It changes nothingā¦.ā

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āš½To-Do List.
+prompts.
Theeantidrug: Beyonceās āYesā Prompt.
Fatkellyprice: Promasaurus Redo Prompt.
Fatkellyprice: Dairy Queen/Pole Dancer Prompt.
Anon: Different World, Wedding Scene Prompt.
Anon: The Best Man Prompt.
Zenlovethinking: Samcedes Final Scene Prompt.
Modacey: Body Guard (Twist) Prompt.
Modacey: Christmas Train Prompt.
Anon: Military Samcedes Christmas Prompt.
Whoknowstv: Sixteen Candles Prompt.
Dayjavoo1: Samcedes Making Baby Prompt.
Crtaylor242013: āCedes, San, Matt, & Bree Prompt.Ā
in no particular order. bolded text in other words means it is currently being written and there is a snippet posted on the page.
+fanfics.
The Heist. [hiatus: plot purposes]
Church Girl. [under co: current rp]
November. [hiatus: plot purposes]
in no particular order. bolded text in other words means it is currently being written and there is a snippet posted on the page.
+ I now have a BMC link on my page.Ā
+ I believe I have nearly 15 prompts on my to-do list. Please do feel free to send more if you desire to do so, I just wanted to update everyone of how many I currently have!Ā
Can you please write a prompt please?.. The night before Mercedes left for LA in S3 she lost her v-card to Sam.. Now a couple months later her and Mike go back to Mckinley to help the glee club. While Mike and Sam and the other Glee boys are having a conversation Mike brings up something about Cameron (samcedes baby) and Sam gets suspicious of who 'Cameron' is so he asks Mike and Mike tells him he should ask Mercedes. Cameron is Sam's baby but Mercedes didn't tell him...š
Welcome! Hey love! Aw, I love this idea anony! I would love to write this up for you guys! Letās rock and roll - of course, this has been added to my to-do list.
+Thanks for all the support Mo.
+ revamping this page for future content I intend to upload!

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FF Prompt
amberprileynation: Hii..is it possible for you to make a RileyStreet FanFiction? Maybe one of them after glee ended? But they were secretly dating or something?š¤·š½āāļø Just make it your own cause I love your stories!š©š
+ Currently online and writing... you can send more prompts if you like.Ā
sn: I also recommend turning post notifications on. For all the messages I have received about retuning and when I am getting to certain prompts on my To Do List, that could help keep you alert when I post!