Psychological Writing Prompts

“You may make three wishes. Once you have, I will choose two to grant and one to forever bar you from gaining.”

Whenever you die you resurrect on the last day on which you could possibly have prevented your death with all your memories. Usually it only takes you back a few days, a couple of weeks in extreme cases. Today you died and awoke decades in the past.

Your best friend killed you. It happened, but you both knew it was an honest accident. You forgive them and return as a ghost to help them cover their tracks to avoid, at best, a manslaughter charge.

After your interrogators used a truth serum to get you to talk, you discover you can answer questions you never knew you had the answers to. (No one responded to it originally 5y’s ago)

You’re a shopkeeper who sells liquid dreams. People come to your shop for many reasons; self revelation, escapism, to see a gone loved one or for a precious good night sleep. Your shop is located between dimensions so no visitor can come twice. However, recently you’ve seemed to gain a regular.

You’re a mind reader, but your whole life everything has sounded like gibberish because of how random people’s misconstrued thoughts are, until one day all the voices shut off and you hear one very clearly say “run”

You have a soft-spoken, mild-mannered friend who would never hurt a fly. One day, you accidentally overheard them talking over their phone in a cold, apathetic voice, "I don't care how you do it. If you don't return the money by tomorrow, you can say goodbye to your family."

You're an entirely normal human being. You have memories of a childhood and an adult life. You're not a robot. You're not a robot. You're not a robot. You know beyond all doubt you're not a robot. Why have captchas suddenly become completely impossible?

"dude... give her space. For you it's been 30 years. You've had time to grieve and accept you lost your sister. For her though.... she just learned she's be gone for three decades and hasn't aged a day. You've got your teenage sister back but to her.... to her your a 45 year old stranger"

You are The Evil King, and you are looking down at the body of your most fearsome and deadly fighter; all you can see is the orphaned baby girl you found all those years ago in the remains of a destroyed village.

You turn from the limp, still-warm body that used to be yours. The black-hooded figure beside you breaks into tears. "I'm not sure how much longer I can keep doing this.", they say.

In a terrible accident, you kill someone in public. You frantically ask those around you for help but no one seems to even notice the body. You only then realize you have a horrible power. The people you kill are forgotten.

You are human, you have always been human, and you will always be a human. As long as you can keep convincing yourself you are. Something that is ģ̸̰̱̎̇̾͘̕͝͝e̶̛̠̪̗̻̜̱̤̲͖̗͔͊ṫ̸̢̛̗̦̲̯̥͍̲͍̈͜ţ̵͚̠̩͈̏̈́̏̍̑ḯ̸̛̬̰̫̮͇̰̥̦̜̠̞̤̫̜̅͑̀̐͒̃̿̾͑͊͗̕ṋ̶̹̞͔̩̥̖̦̙̻̼̠͇̭̈̑g̶̛̪̳͆̋̔́̉̀͠͝ͅͅ ̷͎̄͋͑̇̀̾͊͊̉̕̚͝ḧ̸͖̤͕̩̰̮̞̞͖̺́́͐a̷

The young heir to the throne gets kidnapped. They're gagged, blindfolded and tied to a chair in a basement. They're not even nervous, on the contrary they're curious and intrigued by the situation.

The creature reached out and touched your forehead, "I will feast on your FEAR!" it shouted. Moments later it recoiled and stood whimpering in front of you. "You....you live like this?" it asked, crying....

I was born blind but was lucky enough to have a loving mother who took care of my every need. Imagine the betrayal I felt when a stitch slipped and a ray of light hit my eye for the first time.

You started a cult to scam people out of money. However, more and more of your “prophecies” begin coming true and the “miracles” can claim begin to actually happen.

Over the years of extensive cybernetic augmentation you installed various artificial alternatives to your organs and even added some implants to your brain. You've just been informed that your organic components have all been dead since last week.

When your university announces they’ll be burying a time capsule for a century, you decide to include a USB with an extremely detailed, high resolution copy of your brain, for fun. The last thing you remember is going into the MRI machine before you wake up & are told a century has passed.

"Your job is to sit in this room and answer this phone. No matter what you are asked or told, no matter what the voice sounds like, respond only with 'yes' or 'no', whatever feels right. And never, ever say your name. Hang up only after it does."

You are a hero with severe anger management and self control issues. Despite this, and because of immense effort on your part, you are mainly known for your calm and collected nature. But today a villain has finally to cross the line.

You died last year but you still wake up in your body everyday. You look alive, you act like yourself, but whatever it was that made you "alive" is gone, yet you can't seem to leave your body. The problem is, your brain is starting to decay and it's weakening your tether on reality.

Each sinner has their own personal hell, based around their sins, their failings and their fears. However, due to a divine mix up, you're now in someone else's personal hell, and need to pretend you're being tormented so no-one finds out.

While fighting, the villain notices somethings off with the hero. When they ask, the hero breaks down and tells the villain everything leaving them enraged.

You don't know what happened, but one day people started being oddly impressed by your hunting skills, you would take down a regular animal, and they would act like you did something special, nobody else wants to enter the forest, but there are nothing there to fear. They refuse to eat the meat

Your name, your face are everywhere! From massive global celebrations, to tons of fan mail, everyone is treating you like the biggest hero-celebrity in the history of the world. There's just one tiny issue- you haven't the foggiest idea why.

You finally meet the man with all the power in the world, but to your surprise he is living the quiet life, not using his powers. You ask why and he just gives you, his powers. You understand why now.

Youve gained an odd new power. No matter what you do, say, or ask, its treated as proper and reasonable. Ask someone to strip? "It is a little warm today". Grope random strangers. "Oh, sorry. Need better access?" Etc.

You exist, despite no country having a record of either your birth or your residence and none claiming you as their citizen, everyone forgetting you when they stop interacting with you and you even disappearing from photos and videos the moment they are taken. It is a rather interesting life.

“Alright. You’re paid $1000 an hour, full benefits, full international accommodations of all types, and more. All you have to do is push 1 button, at a specific time, once a day.” “What happened to the last person?” The man sighed and started shaking “Um… you wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”