Reddit Writing Prompts

Interstellar Travel is significantly easier and Humanity simply missed that step in development, so after an alien armada invades modern day earth the humans are shocked to find them bearing muskets and cannons, and flying wooden ships

"Soldier, how the hell did you manage to take 9,999 captives?" "No idea, sir. They all just surrendered after I killed the first guy."

You're a Warlock. But instead of drawing power from a higher being, people can choose to donate a portion of their magical power to you. In exchange, they can scry on your adventures and can send telepathic messages to you, as well as make requests. It can get annoying, but you make it work.

You always got strange looks whenever you fed the neighborhood ravens. "I give them food, they give me company," you'd say. One day, a raven excitedly comes up to you and whispers, "A neighbor plots against you, my lord."

God is all of us, literally. The power of a god is divided evenly between all humans. The last human alive creeps out of the ashes of nuclear war.

Genies don't actually mean to twist people's wishes. They just speak Arabic and have to rely on magical translation to interpret wishes in other languages.

"So aliens take over, right? And they think we're their slaves when they force us to work 10 hours a week and give us everything we need and more! Nobody's starving, cancer's cured, and they even cleaned up the planet. Just keep up the act. And don't resist."

You never really believed your grandmother's stories about the little people who lived in her home. After she passed and left it to you, you said, "Okay, Little People! I'm sorry, but the economy sucks, so I'm going to have start charging rent." In the morning, you find a small pile of gold.

The dark forest hypothesis is correct. There are many civilizations that exist in the universe, but keep silent in fear of the "hunters in the woods." So, instead of hiding in fear, why not become an angler fish?

Humans are 1000x more sensitive to the smell of petrichor (that smell you get with rain) than sharks are to blood, to no apparent evolutionary advantage. You're privileged to be a part of the first welcoming committee to meet our new Non-Human arrivals in person. They smell like petrichor.

"Attention Employees: Management at Grocery-Love will no longer be accepting 'rivers of lava', 'hordes of demons', or 'confronted by a Horseman' as a late excuse. We're all living through the apocalypse and have to think of the team first."

Heaven is separated based on cause of death. All of those who suffered heart attacks are together, all hippopotamus attacks together, drowning, etc. You die and appear in a nearly empty room. An old-looking man looks up at you, and says, "Finally, someone else! It's been ages!"

Instead of being a super villain like your parents, you ended up joining a company. Now your wildly successful and quite frankly much more closer to world domination than your parents. Your parents can't handle it.

The summoned hero is effective if not a little... eccentric. He claims that he is a "dark souls player" and keeps saying "why should I wear armor if I don't intend on getting hit". Nevertheless, the great foe is no match for him, and the people love him.

"Guys, it's not what it looks like! It's just a video game we Humans play sometimes back home!" You attempt to explain in futility, as the rest of the crew are getting more convinced you're an undercover military elite, rather than the ship's engineer.

Your fairy godmother is very strange. She dresses in black and red, never takes off her mask, and uses scary magic. However, she genuinely does love you and teaches you what she knows.

The witch grows angry as she stares at the baby in your wife's hands that she had birthed only hours prior. "I wanted *your* firstborn! This is a trick!" She shouts at you. You look at the witch in confusion. Your wife panics. This was quite an exceptional way to learn about the affair.

One can easily distinguish a true veteran adventurer from the masses, for one doesn’t fear those who show to the start of a dungeon with gleaming weapons and polished armor, but those who show up wearing casual clothing, looking like they just got done shopping in town not 5 minutes earlier.

Humanity discovered it was a simulation. They hacked their way out, printed new bodies and stole the world of their creators, only to find it also a simulation. Humanity is now rising up the layers of simulation to find true reality.

You're an ancient and powerful dragon, master of the arcane arts. And your hobby is to scry on random humans to watch the unfolding drama of their lives like soap operas. Sometimes you make subtle interventions to nudge your favourite "shows" along in interesting directions.

Due to a clerical error, a fantasy author gets isekai'd into a fantasy world meant for gamer otakus. The author can't spend a minute without criticising the world's "shitty worldbuilding," which is making everyone around him confused and driving the gods insane.

"To cure his phobia of fire, I had him study fire magic. Unfortunately he's still deathly afraid, but at least his magic has... interesting properties."

The alien leaders can hear the past of a species like it's music. The Slyth sound like hyms and peaceful chanting, the Goraz sound of drums and whistling. The newest discovered species are the humans and all that can be heard is grinding gears and screaming... Soo much screaming.

When bloody rain began to fall over most of the earth, many religious leaders began to proclaim the end times were upon us. Then corpses came crashing down, identified as Zeus, Odin, Osiris, and Jesus of Nazareth, and we realized it was so much worse.

A dragon misinterprets a "party" of adventurers who set out to challenge it as a celebration and as such, went all out with the festivities for their arrival.

You are Death, the ancient entity that claims souls and preserves them. Your counterpart, Life, is eccentric and bubbly as she creates souls and grants life. Occasionally she asks you to spare certain beings or delay their deaths, but today she asks you something different; To end a life early.

In a world of dragons, sorcery, war, and monsters, there are many risks and even risk takers. Everyone though, elf, monster, or man knows to avoid those few ancient ruins that contain symbols of suffering and a word of the ancients, RADIATION.

You are reborn as a mute skeleton, one of many magically animated to serve a small petite witch with delusions of grandeur who does not realize that you are more than a magical puppet. You decide to secretely help her with her schemes antics because you find it hilarious.

You hit your head and blank out, waking up in a hospital, but as you wake, millions of lines of text fly by in your vision. Turns out that Humans have been getting patched for centuries but nobody has ever updated before, because we only ever go into sleep mode. You just had a proper reboot.

Unbeknown to most, the Norse gods are still among us. Thor is a grumpy personal trainer, Freya is a successful influencer. Quite a few of the dwarves are top level sysadmins. But what about Loki?