Apocalyptic Writing Prompts

In your youth you helped a group of horsemen in trouble. When the apocalypse came many years later, four vaguely familiar faces knocked on your door. They are the horsemen of the apocalypse and they offer you a place among them as the fifth horseman in thanks for your help all these years ago.

As one of the astronaut on the ISS you and your colleagues watched in horror as the Earth descended into nuclear chaos. You were certain that you were going to die up there, but even though there is no one left on Earth to answer your radio calls you still receive regular supply shipments.

A zombie apocalypse plagues the planet. Strangely the zombies seem to attack some people and leave others alone. You’re part of a team of scientists and soldiers who discover why.

"Three days, August 13th, at 21:31 standard time, Earth was attacked by hostile alien forces. We defended ourselves. We did not expect to win. We also did not expect sixteen other species to show up and kick out of the snot out of the invaders."

You're a dimension-hopper, who can walk through parallel worlds like turning a corner. The increasing number of apocalyptic Earths is really starting to bother you, though

When extrademensional aliens invaded Earth to steal slaves for their empire, they unwittingly brought magic with them. Combat medics were first to discover it with the phrase, "You don't have permission to die!"

As prophesied, after ages, the walls crumbled, shackels rusted, guardians forgot and the immortal nemesis broke free again... Only to find out that humanity is no longer just a bunch of cave people with sticks.

You are in a failing Dyson sphere around the last black hole, an hour away from its final moments of evaporation before it explodes and gives the universe its last moment of light. The remnants of your civilization will witness the end of the universe.

"We repeat: stay in your homes at all costs, all other advice is compromised and not to be trusted", the message on your screen concludes. "We repeat: head to the designated evacuation spots immediately, all other advice is compromised and not to be trusted" the message on your phone concludes.

"Attention all citizens - This is not a drill - Do not shelter in place - Avoid enclosed spaces - Leave doors and windows open"

"TWO TBSP of mandragora," your necromancy teacher says, glaring at you. The intense sound of gunfire coming from outside makes you flinch. The police has been overwhelmed and the zombie apocalypse is now in full effect. "Not ten, TWO!"

The magic weave is real, every human pulls from it. But the vast Ocean that is the weave is not infinite and as the human population rises the power one can pull from the weave becomes almost non existent. Earth just faced a apocalyptic event that wiped out 80% of humanity and you feel the weave

„Why are all the sunflowers turning away from the sun?“ „What ever that thing is, it isn’t the sun anymore!!“

It has been calculated that 500 humans (250 male, 250 female) would be needed in order to repopulate the earth. As such, the world has banded together and selected 500 of the most genetically able and diverse people to be kept separate in case of an apocalypse. You are one of these people.

The AI war has been going in the human's favor for months now. Desperate, the machines unleash a new weapon to distract the enemy: insatiable femdom bots.

You grin from ear to ear. At long last, you have taken your revenge and destroyed the world! All of humanity now lies in ash and ruins!! But just then, the realisation dawned on you that you'd never actually thought this far ahead.

It has been a long, long time since two alien civilizations had declared war on each other, and fired light speed missiles at each other. They have since developed FTL technology and made peace, forgetting about their weapons. Today, their missiles arrive at each others planets.

A nuclear wasteland is a hauntingly beautiful vista to a necromancer

"Announcement: The enemy has almost reached my core, all remaining biological units have been promoted to max rank, please order the autonomous units to surrender upon my destruction. I did what i could, i am sorry"

After a disease wipes out most male humans in the world, you and your female friends have to keep your guy friend hidden, so that the government doesn't send him to a breeding farm.

You’re a terminal archaeologist. You explore worlds that had sudden extinction level events with the intent of preventing such calamities on Earth and colonial worlds. Today you discover where the end took a week for an intelligent species.

As human knowledge advanced we developed many different technologies capable of wiping humanity out. When the different apocalypses started all at once we were certain that it would be our end, but they all ended up cancelling each other out.

A zombie apocalypse broke out on the Roman empire era

Aliens invade Earth, subjugating all of humanity and enslaving them. Upon realising the aliens are making their humans sad, dogs and cats launch separate attacks. Shockingly, they win.