Could you do a snippet with a dignified supervillain and a sarcastic civilian? Idk I just feel like it would make for a fun little short story lol
tw: captivity, restraints, mild death threats, suggestive dialogue
Civilian had to admit, Supervillain was less intimidating than they had initially imagined.
They were larger, taller in person, dressed in a sleek black costume with a billowing cape that seemed rather excessive. But as the infamous criminal shuffled through the contents of something near the back of the room, Civilian couldn’t help but think that they looked like a rip-off Batman.
“Hey, uh, don’t you think this whole ‘tied to a chair in a cell room’ shenanigan is rather cliché?” Civilian blurted out, shifting uncomfortably in their bonds. “I’m not really gonna go anywhere.”
Supervillain stopped their movement abruptly. Their head raised slowly.
Keep talking. Civilian cleared their throat, maintaining their composure. “I mean, really, I know it seems like I’m an expert escape artist, but the gods decided to trade out my smarts for a boatload of good looks.”
Supervillain turned around, one brow arched, arms folded across their chest. Their dry stare raked over Civilian, from head to toe.
Civilian gasped in an artfully exaggerated fashion, taken aback. “You just don’t understand the meaning of true beauty.” They leaned their head back into their seat, fluttering their eyes.
“You’re a bold one,” Supervillain mused, approaching Civilian. “I’ve never caught a bold one before.”
“What am I, a fish?” Civilian smirked, but went still as Supervillain stopped in front of them.
A frown crossed Supervillain’s face. “You really don’t seem to understand your place of power here.”
Some kind of hysterical laughter bubbled up in Civilian’s throat, but they held it down. “Honey, I’m not your average-looking civilian. You’re a notorious outlaw who resembles the look of an emo teenager. I’d say we’re on even playing field here.”
Supervillain’s icy expression didn’t falter. They stepped closer, bearing over the bound Civilian.
Civilian, although intimidated, smirked up at Supervillain. “That’s right, take it all in. I’m just too good to be true.”
“Liar,” Civilian huffed. “You must have bad taste. What’re you into, furries?“
“I really am getting fed up with you.” Supervillain fingered the knife at their belt. “I don’t need you alive for bait.”
Civilian ignored the shudder that raced down their spines “What is it with you and the fish analogies? Oh my gods, do you have a fish kink? Is that an actual thing—,”
They stopped talking at the cold bite of blade at their throat.
“Say one more dumbass thing and I’ll cut you,” Supervillain growled. “You think you can just stomp over my dignity like you’re not testing death? You’re like a damn mosquito. Annoying and unyielding until they’re squashed.”
Civilian swallowed around the knife. They were quiet for a moment, then they took a breath. “Hero’s gonna come find me.”
Supervillain removed the weapon from their skin, and Civilian slumped back down into the chair.
“I sure hope they do,” their captor muttered, re-sheathing the dagger.
“Aw, you don’t want me around?” Civilian cocked their head in mocking disbelief. “I think you’ll grow to like me.”
Supervillain, who had begun to stalk back to the corner of the cell, stopped in their tracks. They turned back around. “So you plan on staying a while?”
“Well that’s a rather stupid question.” Civilian tugged feebly on the ropes binding them to the chair. “One could say that I’m a bit tied up at the moment.” They smiled proudly at their own pun. “I’m not going anywhere until Hero swoops in and sweeps me off my feet like a dashing savior.”
Supervillain sighed. “It’s taking everything in me not to strangle you right now.”
Civilian winked. “Ah, choking kink. I’ll write it down.”
The flash of a smile ghosted over Supervillain’s face, but it was so brief Civilian could’ve sworn they just imagined it.
Walking to the cell door, Supervillain jangled the keys in their hand. “Make yourself comfortable…” they trailed off, raising their eyebrows expectantly at Civilian.
“The name’s Civilian.” Civilian grinned.
Supervillain nodded once. “Have fun talking to yourself for a couple of hours. I’ve got a Hero to take of.”
Civilian furrowed their brow. “Wait, I thought you said you wanted—,”
The cell door slammed shut, cutting Civilian off before they could finish their sentence.
