Magical Creatures Writing Prompts

Man-eating sirens have plagued these waters for as long anyone can remember. Now, as you sail across the ocean with your crew, siren songs begin to entrance everyone on board. In a desperate move to save the others, you try something no one else has tried before; you sing along with them.

You, a heroic paladin have successfully slain a fearsome dragon. But the dragon warns you that death is but a door, and dragons don't die, they reincarnate. You paid it no mind....until your son was born with golden, slitted eyes.

Many genies pride themselves on using loopholes and technicalities to twist wishes. But you're using them to untwist this moron's stupid wishes so they don't die.

You are a sailor, however a Siren in training is trying to get you as you watch her sisters encouraging her from afar.

You’ve stumbled upon a genie, and he grants you three wishes. As with most genies, he’s the type to grant wishes with a malicious twist. Unfortunately for the genie, all the wishes you have in mind are malicious to everyone, including the genie.

"A game for your life," the skeletal figure said. "You choose," I replied. "I've never been much for games, or for life." For the first time in as long as they could remember, Death smiled.

Of all the world’s immortals, you are the oldest. For this reason, everyone (including yourself) thinks you know everything. For centuries this belief has remained unshaken. Today, however, you’re asked a question you don’t know the answer to, but you’re determined to find it.

It was once common knowledge that any sufficiently labyrinthine structure will eventually manifest a Minotaur at its heart. Today, your local IKEA opened its newest extension.

Some immortals use their unnaturally long lifespans to pursue greatness, leave massive legacies, and substitute a natural death with a glorious one. Not you. All you've ever wanted is this cozy little existence.

You recently moved to the countryside. Your child was playing in the woods, and came back with a large green egg you thought was plastic, so you agreed they could keep it if no one claimed it. Your kid said it was a gift. You thought nothing of it. Then the egg hatched.

Bartender "listen, you can't just walk in here with a real sword. Give me one good reason to carry something like that around in this day and age." "Mimics!". I laughed, the bartender laughed, the table laughed.

Dragons have treasure hoards for adventurers to target. Those are usually cover ups to hide what the dragons actually care for. Some run orphanages, others have meticulously tended gardens, some have the most well stocked libraries in the world etc.

The Genie stared at you in disbelief, asking you why you would make such a foolish wish that affect so many people. You respond with a shrug and answer with “I just want to see what would happen.”

You're about to go to bed, when you find a woman getting food out of your refrigerator. It turns out, that "cat" you picked up outside the grocery store, wasn't a cat at all.

You were exploring the dungeon when you came across a rare sight. An abandoned mimic whelp. You couldn’t resist the shaking jewelry box. It is now your most faithful companion.

"Hero! Why do you not wear the armor granted by the gods?" "They look lame, its not about stats, its about looking good" "... what?"

The beast hissed, its claws enveloping you, "Many humans tried to bargained with me. Some offered gold for their life, others companionship.... Even love. What useless thing will you try to offer me for yours?"

Not all Dragons hoard gold. Some run the greatest libraries and repositories of knowledge in the world, others search for the greatest experiences and sights the worlds can offer. One dragon has a rather unusual fascination.

After enough break ins and bar fights a bartender has learned that it is actually a lot cheaper to just get mimics to be his tables than to replace them constantly. They also make for one hell of a security

You thought feeding that Skinwalker some barbecue was fine maybe she would stop eating human flesh. but it seems she had spread the word and now all different types of monsters are at your door hungry.

The Fey was confident that they had the human now due to them eating their fey food, until the human pointed to the empty mint wrapper, "you just ate human food."

The God of Knowledge has reincarnated, the scholars are celebrating. Problem is the small god floods those around it with an uncontrollable surge of eldritch knowledge that none amongst the scholars can withstand. You are the least-curious man in the world, and you've been called to babysit.

You gave the last of your food to a poorly disguised mimic, but now it wont leave you alone. It's even turning itself into various items to help you.

You’re a Genie with thousands of years of bad luck. It seams that every time someone finds the lamp, they are evil or corrupt and you are bound to grant terrible wishes. One day an child in torn clothes finds you and begs for food.

You are a monster hunter, but unlike your colleagues you do not hunt them for glory, revenge or trophies. You hunt them because you made it your personal mission to eat at least one of every monster. Today you attempt your most anticipated kill.

Most Princesses and Princes have fairy godmothers to protect them and provide them with magic boons and powers. Your parents never told you about your fairy godmother until the day a tribe of goblins came collectively calling themselves your "gob"mother

A Pirate crew raids a treasure hoard in a cave, finding gold and abnormally sized pearls. The captain decides to examine these pearls and they hatch to reveal baby mermaids, who’s first word is “papa?”

Genies are just customer service reps. State your wish with respect for their intelligence, honour, and time, and they'll do their best to get you what you want. Try to be a lawyer and close every loophole and ambiguity, and they'll bring down the hammer of malicious compliance on you.

You are working the gate in the afterlife and for the first time ever, something the humans built has shown up to be processed. You're not sure what to do, this... entity shouldn't have a soul, but here it is in front of you, freshly dead and awaiting the next life.

Every Deadly Sin has had its time to conquer the earth, and all of them have failed. After centuries since Envy tried, now is your chance, Eighth Sin