FREE WRITING PROMPTS! Just pick a genre!

@The_Demon_Warrior
(I hope you meant medieval by Mid-Evil but if you didn’t just let me know)
“Only the true warrior can ta-“
“Okay okay I get it old lady. Lemme just grap the sword and get the hell out of here.” The man said. The old lady looked taken aback and with a sigh, shriveled back down into a small black cat. The man shook his head and reached his hands out to grab the sword. He put both his feet on the side of the rock and grasped it firmly before attempting to pull it out. After a long time of trying, he stood back down. “Shit. I guess I gotta find this so called warrior now. If it’s some stupid ass teenage boy with a messed up life story I’m gonna shoot myself.” He muttered as he left.

Hope this was okay. Let me know if you want a different one!

@xX_Kiefernholz_Xx
“Commander? Do you copy?” She said into the walkie talkie. Nobody replied. “The power has gone off down here. Is everything all right?” She said again. No reply. She took out her torch and flicked it on. She knew something was up. Ever since the creatures came, people had been friendly with them. Like some stupid fairy tale. They lived among people as equals. With this, brought a lot of new D.N.A and bacteria, which meant more illnesses. She worked at a testing facility, it wasn’t very creature-friendly but they did what they had to do, which meant the creatures here weren’t fond of, well, anyone. They were bred in a lab. “Commander?” She said again into the walkie talkie. “Do you c-“ she stopped mid sentence. All the doors from the holding cells were swung right open.
(Hope this is alright. Just tell me if its not!”

Wow! I loved your prompts!
If you are still doing those, could you do one that involves fantasy and powers?

Might I request one for a… Sci-Fi/Dystopia story?

Hello guys! Ill do both of yours now sorry for how late it is, I just didn’t think anyone was interested anymore… Feel free to ask for more as I’ll be checking in every day now! Sorry again!

@Rossini
“M’am! Hello m’am!?” He shouted at the woman. She didn’t lift her head from the newspaper she was reading. “Yes?” She replied in a thick Russian accent. “Um- hi. I’m a- a big fan of your work and I just wanted to talk to you for a moment please.” He said, panting from his sprint over to her. “I’m busy right now.” She muttered and began walking. “Wait! Wait.” He said running over to side. “If this is about how my work is fake and about how I am a hoax, I’d like you to leave.” She said sternly. “No. No not at all, that’s why I’m here! I don’t believe in that m’am. You see, I believe you’re the real deal.” He said. “ She stopped walking and raised an eyebrow at him. “You do?” He nodded. “I believe that your magic tricks aren’t just tricks. They’re spells. They’re too flawless to be fake. You’re a witch aren’t you?” He said staring at her in the eyes. She began walking again. “You didn’t answer me.” He said staying at her side. She laughed now. “I prefer the term sorcerer.” And when they turned the next corner, it was only him left walking.
(I hope this is alright. Just ask if you want any others!)

@Morri
“Hey look, it’s BlubBlub!” The boy sniggered, elbowing the fish like creature walking. She had a scuba mask filled with water over her head to help her breathe with gills, and her fingers were webbed together. “Leave me alone.” She said. I was watching this from a distance, a cigarette dancing between my fingers, my hood up over my head. I walked slowly forwards, taking a final drag from the cigarette and dumping it on the ground. As i got closer, I noticed the boy’s deep red skin and black horns, he had hooves as well, that were painted blue. A common color and the latest fashion for these beings. Beside him was one other of his kind, and two different creatures. The boy grabbed the fish like creature’s arm and took out a lighter. “Water and fire don’t agree do they?” He grinned and his eyes flashed a devil-ish green. “Hey!” I shouted, only a couple of feet away from them now. The boy bared his teeth. “What do you want?” He said. I pulled my hood down to reveal my face and the boy backed away in horror. “A human..” he whispered.
(I’m not sure if is sci-fi-y enough, but you can twist it a bit to make it more that way or i can write you another one if you like. I love this concept anyways so i hope you do too!)

@Idontunderstandthatreference This is actually amazing! Thank you so much!

@numbinside
Yes of course! Ill get back to you in the next hour or two!

@numbinside
“Come on now. We can’t be late.” My mother said ajusting the wig on my head. I caught sight of the perfect blonde locks on my head in a mirror. “These hurt like hell” I said, pointing to the blue contacts in my eyes. “I know they do. But you know the rules. If we want to make it over the bridge, we have to be blonde and blue-eyed.” She looked at me with her kind eyes, that were now blue. I missed the brown.
Walking side by side, me and my mother made our way across town, getting glances from a couple of people. A scream echoed through the plaza, and I sharply turned around.. a girl, about seven or eight, with red hair and green eyes. The police found her. “Come on. Don’t look there.” My mother scolded gripping my shoulder tighter. I tore my eyes away from the sight and continued walking.
“Oh my.” Mother whispered. We were at the bridge, and along it, about a hundred ‘in-perfect’ people. Brown and red and black hair, birthmarks covering faces, green and brown and hazel eyes, skin conditions, disorders. I could go on. A protest. The person in front caught my eye. They looked about my age. And I can’t lie when I said my heart skipped a beat. They glared at me, but I lifted my wig ever so slightly, reavealing my colourful hair. They smiled then, and held the flag of our past country higher, beckoning me to join them.
(This isn’t the best prompt I’ve ever written, but I do like the concept. I tried to make the main character, and the character in the protest gender neutral, so hopefully there’s some space for an au, or rping. As I tell everyone, just ask if it’s not alright or if you want another one!)

@numbinside No problem!

So…this looks awesome. Could I give you like…a genre plus a little more info like a bit of a character idea or something? Or would you prefer JUST the genre? Either way is awesome, and I'm definitely going to be requesting a prompt or two, but I'm just wondering about that

@Icefire Yes of course! Feel free to be as specific or non specific as you like. You can even tag character profiles from your account if you want! Literally, just tell me any ideas you have towards the prompt and I will try to deliver! Im kind of sick rn anyways so I have nothing better to do XD.

Alright awesome! Because like…I have a vague-ish idea, but…yeah. oof, get well soon!

@Icefire Haha thanks!

Can I have like…a sci fi romance one where one Character is royal and the other isn't, and one is an alien, and like… forbidden romance? i hope I'm making sense lol

@Icefire Yeah of course! I’ll get back to you in the next hour or so. Sry im so late as well..

@Icefire
Two weeks ago, I was crusing along the milkway, feet up on the controls and a beer in hand. Now, I was sitting in the confined bedroom of an alien spaceship. I had crashed into them, and they were so kind as to offer me a place to stay until they drop me back of at Earth, which is where they were going anyways. Most of the crew hated me with a passion. But I tried to ignore them.
My thoughts were disrupted by a knock on my door. “Come in!” I said. A tall alien creature stood at the door. “Hello.” It said. “Yeah sure whatever. Look if this is about the crash, I already told you, I ain’t paying for any of the damage. I have zero -“ I told it but it cut me off with a sharp wave of hand. “No no, nothing like that. I am the leader or ruler of this alien species. Also the only one who knows your language without using a translator device.” It said with a grin. “Oh, alright then.” It sat down on the bed beside me and I became very aware of the space between us. Or more like how little of it there was. It was heard of now for humans and aliens to.. well.. be a bit more than friends, but it was extremely frowned upon and illegal in most planets, including Earth. “You see. There’s been a complication. You’re not going back to Earth. You’re coming back with us. And I’d like you to stay with me.” It said.

@Icefire
Hope this is alright as I’ve never really written something like this before. Please feel free to request another if you like!

Ahhh thank you so much!! I love it! I'ma use it for an RP. Do you want me to tag you?

@Icefire Yes id love that!

Mystery 🔍

I’ll get back to you tommorow w/ your prompt. Its just its 1am where i am and id rather not get started so late.

Scifi

Okay guys sry about how late I am I’ll get to u both know!

Kitty Writes heres yours!
A young girl sat on a swing. Using her feet to gently swing herself. The grass was long, but her father never cut it. Said he never got time to. She heard shouting from inside the house and her stomach turned. They said they never fought.

She felt something warm behind her, and her hair stood up on the back of her neck. A breath. A whisper. “(name here)” she whipped her head around and fell off the swing in the process. Only to find that no one was there. Scrambling up, she examined a trail of footprints, leading from the swingset deep into the forest that stood behind her house. They weren’t there a minute ago. She turned and looked back at her house, listened to the raised voices. She heard her mother shout and her father shout and then the noise of something breaking. Probably her heart.

Her father sighed and sat down on the chair. A dish was broken on the ground and his wife had packed her bags and left. Just like that. Gone. He almost felt sad. “(Name here)time to come in now!” He shouted opening the back door. No one was there. “(Name here)?” He asked worriedly. He walked over to the swingset, one swing was still moving, creaking loudly. He peered over the edge of it, and to his horror, saw two trails of footsteps leading deep into the forest.

Something with fantasy? Perhaps a dystopian aspect to it? Just experimenting.