Reddit Writing Prompts

The Galactic Council and their enemy’s have always used energy based weapons. The sudden scrabble to develop defences against physical weapons REALLY should have started when the humans began to have interest in Mass Drivers capable of firing over 1,000 tons at FTL speeds.

When his champion returned after many years, proudly spouting off his many accomplishments, the God could only stare, dumbfounded. "What the hell do you mean you saved the world? You were supposed to destroy it!"

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

You're not a hero, you're an anti-hero, most of the hero league doesn't like you, but you get the job done and they have no real evidence of you killing villains. When the arch nemesises of all the major heroes die, all eyes turn to you.

When the alien crew learned that humans will go practically insane and be willing to eat anything or anyone when left without food for too long. It led to aliens frantically trying to feed the human crewmate whenever they said they were hungry

"I am the Lorax; I speak for the trees. And for some fucking reason, they're speaking Vietnamese."

Every full moon you must chain yourself indoor and hide. Not because you're a Werewolf, your entire hidden village is actually. No, its because you're a freak, a monster, an embarassment... you're a Werepug.

You know how old humans will become set in their ways? Obstinate and reluctant to embrace new things? Old elves have the exact same problem, but they've got orders of magnitude longer lifespans.

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 scientist co-worker has found an alien relic containing immense power and tries to convince you to help them harness it. What they didn't count on was your excessive consumption of media warning you against this very thing.

“No,” the beautiful goth woman said, “I am not the witch. You want the brightly-dressed himbo next door; he’s the actual witch you’re looking for. He’ll take care of all your witchy needs.”

Elves remain youthful after age 20. All elves have a hard lifespan of 500 years before they return to the aether. You've been adventuring with an elf and fallen in love. Under the moonlight she confesses to you that its her 499th birthday and this life of adventure has been her last hurrah.

At the age of 18 you take a mandatory test. Talking about the test is prohibited. If you score a 95% or above you're taken away. You just scored the highest in the world.

The cursed dagger craves blood. But no crazy cults or evil assassins can offer anywhere near as much of it as a lowly hard-working butcher.

You're a boy who has watched as, once a year, your father and all the men in the world disappear for a day. Your mother always assures you that everyone is alright, but you're terrified because, this year, you legally become an adult.

"How can you claim they are friendly? They have never been registered." "All spacefaring organisms are harmless. If they weren't, they could have defended their native habitat. After all, why would an apex predator need to expand its territory into space? Let them land and you'll see."

You, a D-list villain, like to make sure that all the kid superheroes you fight study, so you weave bits of their lessons into your evil schemes.

When you were a kid, you were granted the power to read minds. You used it to learn from the smartest students in your class. Now, you decide to use it on the dumbest student in your class. It moves so quickly you can’t understand what they are thinking.

The Galactic Council welcomes new species after their planets dies; all planets do. Now they're watching a new species pull away from their latest apocalypse and re-terraform their planet back into working shape for the umpteenth time.

As a toy maker in your village, you've never thought about security. On a lark, you created an toy that says "State your business" when someone walks in. One night robbers come in. When prompted, they kick over the anamatronic.While lying on the floor, it says "Ah, so you have chosen death"

This is the third time in a row the monster you were wooing has turned into a prince(ss). Good for them and all, but you're starting to feel like you'll never find someone who's your... "type".

While having humans on initial survey teams to determine if a planet is hospitable enough to support a colony, it's important to remember that a humans definition of 'hospitable' is vastly different from the rest of the galaxy.

"This child will not die in a bed. Instead their death will be bloody and violently for they shall fall in war." The witch cursed the child and the king, with a tear going down, says "Thank you..."

First contact is established with an intelligent alien species. Oddly, they find humans adorable, and compulsively want to pet them. This wouldn't normally be a deal breaker per-se- they're a gentle and sensitive species... its just that they happen to be giant 12 legged spider creatures.

You are a humble farmer when a dragon suddenly appears, he wants you to take his young dragon daughter that is unable to turn fully into a dragon and no longer wants her, before you could respond he fly's away leaving her behind, she then looks at you and ask "Are you my new daddie/mommy?"

You got trapped inside your favorite video game. This isn’t really a problem, since you’re so familiar with it. It is, however, a problem for your parents, who got trapped with you.

Turns out most of the humanity in Modern Era is so nihilistic that even most evil supernatural entitites such as demons are now horrified by them

The villain teleports behind the hero. "Nothing personal, kiddo". The hero also knows flash step and teleports behind the villain. The villain teleports behind the hero again. The hero does the same...things escalate.

“Why would you choose that monster over me!” The hero yelled at their former protégé, who stood beside the villain. The protégé answered, “Because they treated me like a child, not a foot soldier.”

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.