Fantasy Writing Prompts

When you are born, your parents gave you a very unique name. This has caused you many annoyances over the years, but you feel that the demon that keeps getting summoned every time the teacher calls on you has it worse.

You’re an elf who has been awarded a scholarship for one of the most prestigious schools of magic in all of the realms! The… Massachusetts Institute of Technology? Wait, what?

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.

"So you are telling me this random guy showed up out of nowhere, killed the dragon within the hour and left without saying a thing?" "Actually sir he kept saying 'skip dialogue' while I was trying to talk to him."

You started a young hero with bright eyes full of hope. Decades have left you with nothing but cold, cruel logic. It has gotten you here to the last moment of your last battle with the final evil. Here, with a last desperate spell, the villain forces you to recognize what you've become.

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.

Since it didn't sink in at your coronation, let me be clear: I am the KINGDOM'S magical guard, not the King's... and lately your cruelty and stupidity have become dangerous.

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.

Your girlfriend has always wanted to be a witch and when she went to the local witch to be her apprentice you accompanied her as moral support. To the surprise of both of you, the witch rejected your girlfriend and instead asked you to be her apprentice.

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.”

"I don't wanna fight you, low-level bandit." Says the Lv.100 Hero, who killed the embodiment of space-time. "I wouldn't want to fight me, neither." Says the low-level bandit.

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?"

You got a magic rock as a kid that was meant to teach you the "magic words" of please and thank you by reminding you whenever it's appropriate. Now though it's begun to recommend whole paragraphs whenever you're in a sticky situation. The best part is following it's advice always works out best

Being immortal, I started realizing that my spouse was the same person being reincarnated over and over again.

Having had your prior two wishes twisted in some way to hurt you, you prepare your last wish as the genie looks on smugly. "I wish that you don't grant this wish." As the last word leaves your mouth, the genie's expression shifts to pure horror. "Do you know what you've just done," it shrieks.

You wake up one morning to a golden orb floating above your head. 'Take, or double it and give it to the next person' it says. You think for a moment. 'Take'. You are the first person to say this in a thousand years.

Your best friend is known for two things being flat-chested and always wearing the same hoodie, but now that you think about it the fact that the design says 'Hoodie of holding" makes you a bit suspicious...

An Elf wakes up one day to suddenly realize that their human spouse hasn't aged a single day since they met 50 years ago.

You are the proprietor of "The Wandering Inn", a tavern and guest house that appears sporadically to travellers in different worlds across the multiverse. You keep a journal on all of the weird, wonderful and disturbing visitors you've fed and lodged.

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?"

Being a magical girl is an extremely dangerous and short lived calling. Due to your horrific injuries on the job, you're retired. You're trying to teach the next generation of magical girls, but feel they don't trust you due to your physical disability.

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

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!"

"You're off the force! Turn in your gun and your badge!" Our hero places his badge on the chief's desk, as well as a nightmarish weapon, cruelty and agony given physical form. The chief scratches his head. "What's this and where's your gun?"