Crime Writing Prompts

Your little crime family ran a restaurant as a money laundering front. However, the place got so popular, you decided to quit the crime and just run the place straight. Now, a new crime organisation is trying to inch into town, on your turf. It's time to get back to business.

You decide to rob a house while a family reunion is happening, not only no one pays you attention to your attempts but an old lady just hugged you and secretly passed you a one dollar bill "for candy"

Murder is legal, once a permit has been obtained from the local police department. Permits require a declaration of a target victim and justification to commit the act. Once a permit has been issued it is valid for 72 hours. Once expired you can never get another for the same target victim.

You are an immortal that was caught by the mafia after you betrayed them. They deal with you the same way as traitors, chained to a cement bloc and trown in a lac. After 300 years you are finally discovered by divers.

Rather than being dispatched by a dispatcher, police officers use a bounty system where officers can pick up missions from a constantly updated bounty board. The missions range from: "noise complaint, $20", to "domestic abuse, $150", to "bank robbery in progress, $5000".

You are an immortal serial killer. You were caught and sentenced to life in prison. The prison is starting to get suspicious of why you won't age.

You're a drug dealer. A powerful one. But recently you've been having doubts. Now you've changed the game and deal in legal drugs, illegally. You sell cheap insulin, aids medication and others. You find that legal enemies are worse than cartels.

The greatest thief to ever live, you quickly grew bored with how easy it was too pull off elaborate heists, and get into "impossible"-to-infiltrate facilities. After a while, you found a new hobby: mugging other thieves during their greatest heists.

During a robbery you’re surprised when the criminals seem to recognize you and retreat in fear. Only later you learn that your high school sweetheart now runs a global crime syndicate and has you placed on a “no harm list” . You decide to pay them a visit after all these years .

A man orders a "cheese pizza with no crust" from a local pizza delivery joint as a joke. Unbeknownst to him, that pizza joint is a drug front and he just placed an order for a kilo of cocaine.

You have made a heist group. The brains: Jimmy, 5th grade, who has a 7th grade reading level. The brawn: Henry, who can do an entire 2 pullups in gym. The hacker: Mike, who knows how to cheat infinite cookies in Cookie Clicker. The guy on the inside: Cam, who claims his dad owns Microsoft.

You killed your lover and cashed in their life insurance after identifying their body. Nobody even thinks of accusing you because everyone knows you love each other to death, and they aren't wrong at all - after all, you are a pair of Immortals who have done this more times than you can count.

You are the villain's right hand man and you are the true power behind their criminal empire. The villain would never have achieved their status as a super villain without you, so when the hero finally arrested the villain, nothing actually changed.

Years ago, you accidently helped a mob boss change a flat while transporting a corpse, being promised a "Favour" in return. Now, desperate, you seek them out to cash in your favour.

The crime rate in this city is so bad the guy who just robbed you at gunpoint got mugged twice before either one of you left the alley.

Your son is extremely friendly, and he’s befriended a man he encounters on his walk to school every week. Well, it turns out that this man is the head of a mafia crime family, and now he’s turned up at your front door, backed up by two of his ‘friends’, requesting to be your son’s godfather.

"If you kill a killer the number of killers stays the same." "Just kill two, hell i killed like 17 today."

Nobody could ever call you observant — You’ve been a regular at your favorite bakery for months now, blissfully unaware that it is a shockingly obvious front for a criminal enterprise.

You partner in crime has pulled a gun on you. "The truth is, the game was rigged from the start." You know that very well, mostly because you did all the rigging.

As a hitman you worked for all sorts of clients. Politicians, royalty, business folks. Today a child clutching their piggy bank approaces you, tears in their eyes 'I'm being hurt real bad and you can make bad people disappear, right?'

"Done. They're dead." "But... I just hired you!" "That's how time travel works, partner."

"Don't worry, I've got a guy." You're the guy everyone's got.

Your chief administrator is a spy and a traitor. You have known this for years. You'd also hate to get rid of him. To rise in the ranks and work his way closer to you, he has proven to be the most effective administrator you've ever had. A vast improvement on the loyal idiot he replaced.

A mob boss is making veiled threats, but the person on the receiving end of the threats can't read between the lines leading to increasing exasperation on the end of the mob boss

You’ve been regularly clocking into work all these years, afraid that leaving the mob means that they would silence you like in the movies. On the other side, every member of the mob fears the member who has lived through eight different leaders.

You invented a machine. Paper bills get dropped in, seeds dispense from the top. The local crows quickly discovered the wondrous vending machine and youve been getting an easy 500 a week in passive income. The police haven’t caught on yet, but today there was 500k in the machine.

You have been tasked with infiltrating the neighboring nations academy of magic. Although, you are magicless you are quite skilled in other ways. After all you did con your way into being spy, it shouldn't be too hard to become a mage as well.

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.

You are a lawyer assigned to defend a serial killer, who was arrested because his house was filled with mounted human corpses. He claims he is actually from a lineage of Dragonslayers, and those are the human forms of dragons he'd slain in modern times. You are a dragon in human form.

You run a quaint deli that's beloved by the Italian mob. The NYPD have also become frequent patrons. Neither want to start a confrontation in your shop.