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[WP] My Creative Writing teacher just gave me this. Write an ending. Give us the last couple of pages of a novel or short story.	She waited until Marcus was sound asleep, and even then she watched her Pair for quite some time before sliding out of their bed. The only time Marcus ever truly looked at peace anymore was when she was sleeping. She wanted to cherish that for a little while. It was as hard on her as it would be on Marcus, but...	1	11	8,000
[WP] My Creative Writing teacher just gave me this. Write an ending. Give us the last couple of pages of a novel or short story.	He put down his spade, worn and dulled from use. Though they had talked about this day, made wagers on it even, the thought of it happening...it was a burden he was suddenly aware he wasn't ready to bear. The soil was taking the memories, experiences, and the voice of a brother. Though his tears and pleas for guidance ...	1	11	8,001
[WP] My Creative Writing teacher just gave me this. Write an ending. Give us the last couple of pages of a novel or short story.	Jenny sighs and puts her small 9mm pistol into her ankle holster as Joseph stands there, in the rain, on her doorstep, singing "In Your Eyes," loud enough for her to hear through the thick oak door that separates them. She reaches over and presses the buzzer that lets him in. "That's such a stupid song, isn't it," he...	0	11	8,002
[WP] My Creative Writing teacher just gave me this. Write an ending. Give us the last couple of pages of a novel or short story.	Ariadne’s sapphire eyes burned holes in him, staring with unreserved expectancy and promise. Sawyer knew what she wanted him to say – what he truly wanted to say – but even as she leaned into him, her breath on his lips, all he could return was a soft and tender kiss upon her hand, filled at once with a bitter and undy...	1	11	8,003
[WP] My Creative Writing teacher just gave me this. Write an ending. Give us the last couple of pages of a novel or short story.	[deleted]	1	11	8,004
[WP] My Creative Writing teacher just gave me this. Write an ending. Give us the last couple of pages of a novel or short story.	[deleted]	1	11	8,005
[WP] My Creative Writing teacher just gave me this. Write an ending. Give us the last couple of pages of a novel or short story.	[deleted]	1	11	8,006
[WP] My Creative Writing teacher just gave me this. Write an ending. Give us the last couple of pages of a novel or short story.	It seemed unlikely, for this to happen, after everything had transpired. If I could have looked forward to now when I started, he thought, would I have kept going? He stood now over the what he had done, how he had changed, and what he had sacrificed to ensure freedom. Just two years ago, they’d been throwing him to...	1	11	8,007
[WP] My Creative Writing teacher just gave me this. Write an ending. Give us the last couple of pages of a novel or short story.	Cool prompt. I usually start with the ending of my stories anyway, here's one from a story I never finished. But as the sun came over the horizon it was not hope that flowed through him. It was not joy. It was not anger. It was not loneliness. It was disgust. It surged through his gut like sickness. He bit down, cle...	1	11	8,008
[WP] My Creative Writing teacher just gave me this. Write an ending. Give us the last couple of pages of a novel or short story.	Issac dropped to his knees, exhausted. Silence fell as the portal collapsed into the void which it was conjured. Issac was now alone, isolated from Natalie across and infinite amount of space and time. He was sure she made it though. He timed it to the millisecond. A sudden realization crossed Issac's mind. At first he...	1	11	8,009
[WP] My Creative Writing teacher just gave me this. Write an ending. Give us the last couple of pages of a novel or short story.	She hovered at the door like a butterfly on a flower, trembling and beautiful. The setting sun framed her face with gold and for a moment, my heart stopped. It could not bear to beat the drum to her leaving. She shimmered in the golden halo of our time together as my eyes mixed past and present. Then I saw her again. H...	4	11	8,010
[WP] My Creative Writing teacher just gave me this. Write an ending. Give us the last couple of pages of a novel or short story.	The cave, hidden in folds of coastline, beckoned me onward. My feet, now frozen stilts, pounded the rocks and stones and ice as I stumbled forward. I could feel pointed pressure pushing up where my boots had previously kept my skin in safe refuge, but there was no explicit pain--an aching of mind and body, but no sti...	3	11	8,011
[WP] My Creative Writing teacher just gave me this. Write an ending. Give us the last couple of pages of a novel or short story.	Hills like white elephants?	1	11	8,012
[WP] My Creative Writing teacher just gave me this. Write an ending. Give us the last couple of pages of a novel or short story.	And so they sat and watched the sun go down. In that spot, where they had sat so many times before in days gone past, the two watched the world go by for the last time. With a look that said "is it time?", the other glanced at the first before standing up. "I remember the lilies, and what the color blue meant. Tell mom...	1	11	8,013
[WP] My Creative Writing teacher just gave me this. Write an ending. Give us the last couple of pages of a novel or short story.	Seeing his façade crack was more painful than having to face reality. Some part of me had long since realized that he was holding back and bottling up his feelings but he was a stubborn man and wouldn't allow his wife to seem him be destroyed by the hopelessness. He had been fine with pretending to be okay just so I co...	2	11	8,014
[WP] My Creative Writing teacher just gave me this. Write an ending. Give us the last couple of pages of a novel or short story.	The fact that I woke up at all came as a surprise to me. The first thing I remember is the vague, distant sounds of fluorescent lights and shuffling feet. Sounds were hollow, like I had blown out an eardrum, and I could faintly hear the beep of equipment. My mouth felt like cotton, my head pounded, and when I moved, I ...	1	11	8,015
[WP] You have just died. Instead of going to "another place", you find that death simply means that your concioiusness is stuck in your immovable body. You can see and hear everything goign on around you....	[deleted]	18	16	8,016
[WP] You have just died. Instead of going to "another place", you find that death simply means that your concioiusness is stuck in your immovable body. You can see and hear everything goign on around you....	Oh god I think I see the light! Wait, no that is a street lamp. Didnt I just die? Im pretty sure my head was smashed off by a speeding vehi- yup there it is. Thats my head. What the fuck? Is this what death is like? Maybe if I wait long enough an angel will come along to convey me upwards towards heaven. That could be ...	1	16	8,017
[WP] You have just died. Instead of going to "another place", you find that death simply means that your concioiusness is stuck in your immovable body. You can see and hear everything goign on around you....	[deleted]	2	16	8,018
[WP] You have just died. Instead of going to "another place", you find that death simply means that your concioiusness is stuck in your immovable body. You can see and hear everything goign on around you....	I had never been able to travel this much in life. I don't know what I was seeing out of, but I could see. Hear too, and feel. I didn't even want to think about how I could think, like this, but I did. I think, therefore I am, right? At first, it upset me. No heaven? I thought in dismay, as...	6	16	8,019
[WP] You have just died. Instead of going to "another place", you find that death simply means that your concioiusness is stuck in your immovable body. You can see and hear everything goign on around you....	Maybe I should have requested cremation. Instead I just sit here in the dark waiting. I know my coffin has been breached by nature. Vines started to crawl in some time ago. I have no way of knowing how long. Now the worms are starting to claim my body. Maybe when it's gone I'll be free. Free to go... somewhere e...	1	16	8,020
[WP] You have just died. Instead of going to "another place", you find that death simply means that your concioiusness is stuck in your immovable body. You can see and hear everything goign on around you....	Great, this is just peachy. They all thought I was joking when I said I wanted to make sure this coffin was comfortable. I even jumped in to test it out and said that, not only was it too small, but there was a nail sticking out of the left side that stabbed my shoulder. I'm sure I would've also eventually felt that s...	1	16	8,021
[WP] You have just died. Instead of going to "another place", you find that death simply means that your concioiusness is stuck in your immovable body. You can see and hear everything goign on around you....	_oh god no oh god no oh god no no not down there you idiots you know I have claustrophobia OH GOD NOT DOWN THERE_	2	16	8,022
[PM] Prompt me please!	You wake up and no one is around. Everyone has packed into the nearby churches all over town, making a droning sound, and gently swaying back and forth where they stand. When you find them, they all turn their heads to look at you. What happened and what happens? Is it local, global? Have at it.	1	1	8,023
[PM] Prompt me please!	The zombie virus broke out a year ago, and infected close on ten million. Fortunately, vaccines were doled out and the outbreak stopped. But now you have ten million mindless humans, unable to be cured, that the world agrees it would be a breach of human rights to kill. What do they do with them? Write from the viewpo...	1	1	8,024
[PM] Prompt me please!	Write a story that turns on a literal dime.	1	1	8,025
[WP] I want you to explain to me, What is violence.	When you're younger violence is an evident concept. It's the bruise left on your arm by the bully in the school yard. Or its that movie that you are not allowed to watch because some man with a gun hurts a lot of people. As children we are brought up to believe that violence is just another easily explained pillar of e...	5	4	8,026
[WP] I want you to explain to me, What is violence.	Forrowing his brow, The old man looked to his innocent granddaughter, "You see sweetie, violence is when two people have a problem. Sometimes the problem can be food, or work, or even sometimes with love. Violence is what happens when people know they have a problem but they have no idea what to do about it. The weak m...	1	4	8,027
[WP] I want you to explain to me, What is violence.	Violence is a last resort for when all else has failed. Saying violence is a mark of the weak-willed or the hard-headed is like saying the Westboro Baptist Church is the baseline for Christianity: sure there may be parallels, but by no means are they the same thing. "Violence is the answer" doesn't mean that it's the ...	1	4	8,028
[WP] What are the fruits of love?	(Hey, I just posted something that was almost exactly around this lines on my new dA account! I wrote it a few years back, I'll go fetch it now.) Mill walked around in his familiar part of the forest, a dark, dreary, quiet part. The silence carried on, it seemed, no matter what happened; his footsteps made no sound, t...	1	5	8,029
[WP] What are the fruits of love?	'Fruits of love?' He asked his daughter. 'What do you need that for?' 'Some multi-subject junk for school.' She sighed. 'Like biology on its own isn't boring enough.' 'Well, Tiffany. I'll tell you what fruits of love are.' He gestured for her to sit down. It was going to be a lengthy explanation. 'Your mother proba...	1	5	8,030
[WP] You are an anthropologist from the future who has been transported (via time travel) to 35,000 B.C. You appear in the middle of a Neanderthal tribe/village. They all stop what they are doing and look at you.	"Oh, uh...hey." The Neanderthals look at you quizzically. The biggest one, who appears to be their leader, saunters over to you, takes a good sniff at your clothes, your machine, then saunters back. The swagger in his walk is unmistakable. They say nothing, but then they all nod in agreement simultaneously. He saun...	12	9	8,031
[WP] You are an anthropologist from the future who has been transported (via time travel) to 35,000 B.C. You appear in the middle of a Neanderthal tribe/village. They all stop what they are doing and look at you.	[deleted]	1	9	8,032
[WP] You are an anthropologist from the future who has been transported (via time travel) to 35,000 B.C. You appear in the middle of a Neanderthal tribe/village. They all stop what they are doing and look at you.	My brain is screaming at my feet, telling them to run as fast as they can in the opposite direction. My feet, however, seem to be ignoring my brain. I appear to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, in the most literal sense. I was meant to study the marvels of antiquity but there seems to have been a mistake. The ...	2	9	8,033
[WP]A strange love that ends in heartbreak.	He didn't care what people would say, Axle knew that he would have to tell of his love to others even if they thought it was odd. He had only known his love for a few minutes but he had a hard time thinking about what life would be without it. Over the past few minutes he had been struggling to bring his love out in th...	2	8	8,034
[WP]A strange love that ends in heartbreak.	-011 _____ Theirs was a quiet kind of love. There were never any grand gestures or fine romantic words exchanged between them. They are simple people. They begin their day with breakfast and pleasant conversation, he walks her to work and she kisses him on the cheek. Later on, they meet again at the corner of Main an...	2	8	8,035
[OT] I need help writing a personal statement.	I've never written a personal statement before, so I'm with you on where to start. But if you want critique and editing, I'm pretty darn good at that.	3	2	8,036
[OT] I need help writing a personal statement.	[deleted]	1	2	8,037
[OT] I need help writing a personal statement.	This is essentially a piece on persuasion. I work in PR and my best advice to you is to take your assets and accomplishments and position them in a way that makes you likeable and relatable. Do some research on your audience and their values. Tell them what's in it for them if they admit you. You can ingratiate yoursel...	1	2	8,038
Song ---> Story	This prompt is a repeat of [another submission](http://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/1vanrf/mp_write_something_based_off_of_your_favourite/) posted a short time ago. As a result, I'm removing it. Feel free to contribute to the other prompt if the inspiration strikes. Additionally, this post is not properly ...	1	2	8,039
[WP] Write me a tale of a forbidden love being admitted for the first time.	They say that love knows no bounds, and that’s unfortunately true,-- unfortunately-goddamn-true because the girl I love isn’t even real. I made her up. There I said it. I made her up and I go online and I play her like she’s a video game. How depraved is that? *Hi, my name is Martin Kerr and I pretend to be a lit...	5	8	8,040
[WP] Write me a tale of a forbidden love being admitted for the first time.	[I'm not a fan of the ending, but I'm trying to stop myself from editing too much.](http://samwise-stories.tumblr.com/post/73432712330/15-1-14-b)	1	8	8,041
Two men sit in a crowded diner and have a conversation.	DeMaan sipped his iced tea disapprovingly. For all he had heard about the way they were made in Long Island, the beverage was nothing special. His disappointment, however, was more than matched by the man sitting across from him at the table. "Will you stop glaring at me, you creep?" DeMann shouted. The bustle of dine...	8	5	8,042
Two men sit in a crowded diner and have a conversation.	"How?" Anthony was a slovenly fellow and a liar; the worst kind of man. I shrugged and looked him right in the eyes as I sat down across from him. The restaurant bustled with lunch hour activity, it smelled of tomato sauce and grease, it clung heavily to the air. The air outside was frosty, the warm aroma welcomed wayw...	2	5	8,043
Two men sit in a crowded diner and have a conversation.	There was smoke gathering on the ceiling. And I was staring down into the ashtray. His yellowed fingers left grubby smears on the lacquer of the table and he smiled, squeezing the fat cigarette between his teeth. He leaned back on the chair and looked at me. "If you keep this up, things are going south from here," Th...	2	5	8,044
Two men sit in a crowded diner and have a conversation.	[deleted]	1	5	8,045
Two men sit in a crowded diner and have a conversation.	Note: Just realized the prompt said "crowded diner". Sorry about that. “Coffee please. Black.” The waitress scurried off without a word. Her mind seemed to be somewhere else. The deep lines on her face suggested a hard life. “I know who you are. And I know why you’ve come.” The diner was empty, save for Mark a...	2	5	8,046
[FF] Escape From Certain Death! (200 words precisely)	There is no such thing as a hopeless situation. If you're in a situation, you're alive, you have a hope. Even if it's in hell. Which is lucky, really, because it's harder to get closer to hell than this. And believe me, I've tried. Lake of Fire and Eternal Damnation, and all that. I can hear the the low, mechanical ...	7	6	8,047
[FF] Escape From Certain Death! (200 words precisely)	What comes through is a grinding, first. Not necessarily a real, physical grind. More of a grinding inside, in me, in my brain. A noise is trying to get out, like a scream stifled. That is the grinding. Outside of that it is different. It's me, pulled back. Like someone grabbed my whole self and stretched it against m...	5	6	8,048
[FF] Escape From Certain Death! (200 words precisely)	[deleted]	4	6	8,049
[FF] Escape From Certain Death! (200 words precisely)	Almost time. My team was ready for pickup but that wouldn't make a difference if I could get back to the hanger. Alarms were blaring as I ran down the narrow corridor, a voice booming telling all troops to converge on deck 7, no don't to cut off the my best route, but I had a decent head start. I knew this mission...	2	6	8,050
[WP] You've died and are in line to be judged. Each person's key life-moments are played on a big screen for everyone behind them to see. Who are you stuck behind? What did they do? Are they a good person? A bad person? What is the verdict?	"I'm sorry, ma'am, there was an issue with your application for Heavenly Entry. You're going to have to head down this corridor till you find Door A-2 on your left, then take a seat and wait for your name to be called." "But I've been waiting here for two hours now! When am I going to get judged?" "Until everyone w...	11	16	8,051
[WP] You've died and are in line to be judged. Each person's key life-moments are played on a big screen for everyone behind them to see. Who are you stuck behind? What did they do? Are they a good person? A bad person? What is the verdict?	The clouds assembled and a holograph formed a large screen. "Kim Stokes, the 5,493rd, born of womb in Dewsbury." A panel of Arch-angels sat, quills and parchment in hand, behind a bench. One arose and slid his glasses back up his nose. "We will now hear of Kim Stokes, the 5,493rd, born of womb in Dewsbury." The woman ...	4	16	8,052
[WP] You've died and are in line to be judged. Each person's key life-moments are played on a big screen for everyone behind them to see. Who are you stuck behind? What did they do? Are they a good person? A bad person? What is the verdict?	Part One --- “Line up on the left, please.” The voice came from a man dressed completely in white. His hair was even white. He seemed nice. And glowy. I blinked a couple times. Yes, that guy is definitely glowing. “I’m sorry, what’s going on--” I began, but was promptly handed something and ushered into the left li...	6	16	8,053
[WP] You've died and are in line to be judged. Each person's key life-moments are played on a big screen for everyone behind them to see. Who are you stuck behind? What did they do? Are they a good person? A bad person? What is the verdict?	He stood there twiddling his thumbs trying to ignore all the huge screens around him playing the lives of every soul in line. Ernest wasn't very earnest when it came to being around people and hearing about their lives. Nope, he was more content basking in front of his computer multitasking management and collaboration...	3	16	8,054
[WP] You've died and are in line to be judged. Each person's key life-moments are played on a big screen for everyone behind them to see. Who are you stuck behind? What did they do? Are they a good person? A bad person? What is the verdict?	*You know, somehow I always figured I would be wearing white when I was here. That was actually one of the main points of our Sunday school. "Be kind, be good and you'll be wearing white in Heaven before you know it." But I'm just here in my grey uniform, though there seems to be something red on it now. And my shoes a...	2	16	8,055
[WP] You've died and are in line to be judged. Each person's key life-moments are played on a big screen for everyone behind them to see. Who are you stuck behind? What did they do? Are they a good person? A bad person? What is the verdict?	"You sick son of a bitch!" The call from a few spots back startled me. I hoped it was someone else; after all, we've all done stupid things, right? "Fucking hell man! My daughter was in the car!" I turned around, as did the few in line around me. Sure enough, the man who was irate and yelling was the one that I saw in ...	2	16	8,056
[WP] You've died and are in line to be judged. Each person's key life-moments are played on a big screen for everyone behind them to see. Who are you stuck behind? What did they do? Are they a good person? A bad person? What is the verdict?	What happened? How did I get here? Where the fuck is here, anyway? He awoke among a crowd of people. But not a waking like from sleeping, or a small nap. Like had had just come out of one of his usual black outs, and not the medical kind either. How much did I drink last night? Oscar held his head in h...	1	16	8,057
[WP] You've died and are in line to be judged. Each person's key life-moments are played on a big screen for everyone behind them to see. Who are you stuck behind? What did they do? Are they a good person? A bad person? What is the verdict?	Prologue: This is my first attempt at real, creative writing. I want any constructive criticism, but I hope it's at least in a respectful manner. I wake, standing, in a line that seems to have no end. I glance around, trying to make sense of it all. There is nothing, nothing but emptiness in all directions, besides...	1	16	8,058
[WP] You've died and are in line to be judged. Each person's key life-moments are played on a big screen for everyone behind them to see. Who are you stuck behind? What did they do? Are they a good person? A bad person? What is the verdict?	PBBBLLLRT The petite blonde looked around sheepishly. “It was the seat.” Her first date with the man she eventually married was at a coffee shop with vinyl seats. She'd shifted and the seat made that noise and she was certain she would die. That had been incredibly embarrassing but it didn't compare to having it...	1	16	8,059
[MP] Write something based off of your favourite song	MACARENA My body is elated. It feels as though every muscle within me is an elastic band vibrating, slack. I'm like a string playing a beautiful note of music, except the string is not held tightly, it is free to move, to dance, to feel joy without restraint. Without any selfishness or fear the joy will be removed...	2	8	8,060
[MP] Write something based off of your favourite song	Jackie heard the creaking and knew she needed to get out of that house right away. She looked down at her watch and saw that it was almost midnight, she was hardly ever up this late. Yet here she was stuck in her closet paralyzed and unable to move. There was a quiet tapping on her bedroom door and she shuddered. She k...	4	8	8,061
[MP] Write something based off of your favourite song	Born to Die - Lana Del Rey Don’t get me wrong - I love my brother - but it just doesn’t feel like this is much of a life. I don’t understand why Mum and Dad don’t love me too. It’s like I’m nothing to them, all they care about is Tom. Tom this. Tom that. Oh, Tom nearly got into a spot of trouble today, but luckily Tom...	2	8	8,062
[MP] Write something based off of your favourite song	There was a thunder storm ahead of us, but we weren't in it yet. To our left, fireworks exploded above western Minnesota small towns. We had the windows down, letting in that early June warm wind. We roared down I-90 at 85, blasting The Boss out of the CD. I was 16, my folks had no clue where in the hell I was except ...	1	8	8,063
[MP] Write something based off of your favourite song	Song: Helicopter Showdown - Nobody Loves No One (Dubstep Warning) The streets were serene today, only the occasional homeless person shuffling back and forth. The snow brought most people in for the day, so they can enjoy their warm beds and their... *BANG, BANG, BANG* My thoughts would have to wait. Bullets w...	2	8	8,064
[MP] Describe a journey of a migrant worker of the great depression from one ranch to another, focussing on emotions felt by him/her.	Excitement! Hope. Redemption. Sore. Tired. Hopeful. Exhausted. Hungry. Disillusioned. Angry. Hungry. Injustice! Alone.	2	6	8,065
[WP] Rejected by someone, you dreamed that you are in a relationship with that person that night.	Your prompt reminded me of a poem I wrote. http://www.reddit.com/r/Poetry/comments/1et2nw/i_had_this_dream_but_it_was_just_a_moment/ Edit: i wanted to add some things. I was lusting strongly for the man in this poem. He was the first person to offer friendship, to include me in the group. We became close, we would s...	2	6	8,066
[WP] Rejected by someone, you dreamed that you are in a relationship with that person that night.	I woke up and started to cry. Not because I was sad, but because I was glad I experienced what could have been. Nothing is worse than pondering on the unknown; that simply saps away energy from the now. We started off happy, blissful, ignorant. Then I realized that I couldn't count the fingers on my left hand, deft...	2	6	8,067
[WP] Rejected by someone, you dreamed that you are in a relationship with that person that night.	"Tell me what you love about me again." It's a warm summer evening. We're sitting in the park, leaned against a big tree. I used to come here as a kid every day--it's just across the street from my house. I'm a little surprised the usual teenagers aren't here, drinking booze stolen from their parent's liquor cabinets ...	2	6	8,068
[WP] Rejected by someone, you dreamed that you are in a relationship with that person that night.	LOL well I guess I'll just tell you guys about my dream last night in story form. The room was dark, the only light emitted came from the television in the corner, which splashed the walls with light in a seemingly random sequence of flashes. I sat on a couch in the middle of the room, mulling over the events of the d...	3	6	8,069
[FF] That's it. We're bringing sexy back: Six words to describe a sexy situation.	It's too sexy. Here's the receipt.	12	3	8,070
[FF] That's it. We're bringing sexy back: Six words to describe a sexy situation.	"Hey honey, the baby's finally asleep."	11	3	8,071
[FF] That's it. We're bringing sexy back: Six words to describe a sexy situation.	A soft caress, and I'm hers...	3	3	8,072
[FF] That's it. We're bringing sexy back: Six words to describe a sexy situation.	Lingering gaze, velvet lips, electric touch.	3	3	8,073
[FF] That's it. We're bringing sexy back: Six words to describe a sexy situation.	My fingers dripped of her wetness.	3	3	8,074
[FF] That's it. We're bringing sexy back: Six words to describe a sexy situation.	I saw, I came, She conquered.	3	3	8,075
[FF] That's it. We're bringing sexy back: Six words to describe a sexy situation.	My boss Excelled in spread sheets.	3	3	8,076
[FF] That's it. We're bringing sexy back: Six words to describe a sexy situation.	She closed her eyes in anticipation...	1	3	8,077
[FF] That's it. We're bringing sexy back: Six words to describe a sexy situation.	She wore nothing giving me everything.	1	3	8,078
[FF] That's it. We're bringing sexy back: Six words to describe a sexy situation.	[deleted]	1	3	8,079
[FF] That's it. We're bringing sexy back: Six words to describe a sexy situation.	BITE DOWN ON THE FUCKING PILLOW!	4	3	8,080
[FF] That's it. We're bringing sexy back: Six words to describe a sexy situation.	Snake ladies leave you rock hard.	2	3	8,081
[FF] That's it. We're bringing sexy back: Six words to describe a sexy situation.	Candles? Lit. Lingerie? Exposed. Bodies? Intertwined.	2	3	8,082
[FF] That's it. We're bringing sexy back: Six words to describe a sexy situation.	The lace ripped between his teeth.	1	3	8,083
[FF] That's it. We're bringing sexy back: Six words to describe a sexy situation.	Have you seen my new piercing?	3	3	8,084
[FF] That's it. We're bringing sexy back: Six words to describe a sexy situation.	Her moves? Like a hungry snake.	1	3	8,085
[FF] That's it. We're bringing sexy back: Six words to describe a sexy situation.	Her hand moved mine lower, slowly. Heart racing, she presses against me. She moans as I explore her. Burning, shaking, our bodies become one. Exhausted, eyes closed, naked, she's beautiful. (Sort of tried to create a narrative with these, but I've never actually tried to write 'sexy,' or even romance for that ...	2	3	8,086
[FF] That's it. We're bringing sexy back: Six words to describe a sexy situation.	Hey everyone, Grandma brought the lube!	1	3	8,087
[FF] That's it. We're bringing sexy back: Six words to describe a sexy situation.	Face down, booty up. Timber. -Pitbull	2	3	8,088
[PI] The sky was as bright as his eyes weren't that day	The sky was as bright as his eyes weren't that day. Lord, just get him to the other side of this street. He felt like a red Jolly Rancher still partially inside its sticky wrapper. His slip-on house moccasins stuck slightly to the hot pavement with every step. He had a little dream that the asphalt was made of black li...	3	6	8,089
You're in a crowded mall. All the lights go out. Comes back on and everyone is BUCK NAKED. Not even purses or bags. Describe the scene.	[deleted]	1	5	8,090
You're in a crowded mall. All the lights go out. Comes back on and everyone is BUCK NAKED. Not even purses or bags. Describe the scene.	The lights returned to reveal a very different mall. The clothing stores were full of birthday suits. As the other patrons reached to cover their shame. I glanced down and realized that I, too, was nude. My arms did not instinctively attempt to hide portions of my body. Such inaction caught the attention of Ameliafirs...	14	5	8,091
You're in a crowded mall. All the lights go out. Comes back on and everyone is BUCK NAKED. Not even purses or bags. Describe the scene.	[deleted]	1	5	8,092
[WP] What happens when death falls in love?	Piers Anthony was all over that one a while back....	1	3	8,093
[WP] What happens when death falls in love?	Terry Pratchet is amazing <3	1	3	8,094
[WP] Prequel to the war in heaven	"G'morning," Dave said as he seated himself. He gave a subtle nod of greeting to the older fellow just a few seats away. "Morning," the man replied. Dave gazed around the Colosseum and wondered if it was always this way. He'd only been in Heaven for a few days, or however they measured time, and he was surprised by h...	3	6	8,095
[WP] Prequel to the war in heaven	'Is he at it again?' Ariel whispered to Lucifer as they walked through the gardens of lights that they often wandered through to ease their minds. 'Of course he is Ariel, It's all he ever does any more,' came the somber reply. Usually so full of joy and life Lucifer was of an uncharacteristic mood, his normally deep b...	3	6	8,096
[OT] I just want to let all your writers and aspiring writers out there know - every one of you has the power to create worlds. Simply open your mind and put pen to paper	Indeed. As someone who is young and has only been writing for a little over a year, it's really great to get those worlds out there. Getting those "Oh man this is so awesome." ideas into something written is one of the best feelings ever. Making those characters come to life, getting your own universe thought up and p...	3	17	8,097
[OT] I just want to let all your writers and aspiring writers out there know - every one of you has the power to create worlds. Simply open your mind and put pen to paper	Props to /u/blade_mhf for the idea http://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/1v9ujs/wp_you_have_the_power_to_build_worlds/	1	17	8,098
[OT] I just want to let all your writers and aspiring writers out there know - every one of you has the power to create worlds. Simply open your mind and put pen to paper	Maybe I'm just being a big ol' Grinch, but this seems pretty circle-jerky to me. We're all here. We're all writing. This just feels pretty pointless. Please downvote accordingly if I am being an asshole.	3	17	8,099

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