Femme fatale flirty villain X brooding stoic supervillain
Idk kinda Selina Kyle X Bruce Wayne vibes but anyway,
I would like it if you wrote something based on it.
Thank you, your local anon with daddy issues.
Ahhh! That's so interesting! Here we go
Villain laughed, daintily throwing their head back to barr their throat. "And here I thought you had no sence of humour" they said.
A muscle clenched in supervillain's jaw. And villain smirked up at them when they noticed.
Smirking up wasn't quite the right word, with the added height from their shoes they were nearly the same height. But they were reclining lazily in their chair, while supervillain sat taut. And they had their head turned precisely so they'd look small.
Talking big talk the way did while looking small meant daring. That was good. Making their power clear would just look like arrogance, and that wouldn't work well with the supervillain, they supposed.
"I mean, even if you weren't interested in the diamonds themselves. They're the pride of most upper class families sitting together in one room. Wouldn't their humiliation itself be prize enough. Without the aggravating amount of money they'd be willing to waste to win them back." Villain grinned liked they thought they had already won. Resting their chin on their clasped fingers, they gestured for a waiter to top up their glass of red wine.
From the look on supervillain's face, it was clearly far from over. They kept their face oblivious.
The waiter was nearly trembling. They went farther. "And even your arrogant self has to know I'm the best person for this job, I can even do it myself. I just need your name to make it all the more grand."
That was not quite true. It wasn't just about a single crime. They needed to shift their image from a simple breaking and entering crook, they needed that fear attached to their name. You need that to make an impact.
They felt the need to hire a PR team.
People assumed herohood worked like fame, their adoring fans pushing for anything they advocated for. But villainhood worked quite similarly, it just cashes in fear in place of adoration, and it also appealed to the authorities quite more directly.
The Supervillain smiled at that, regaining their composure at that. They picked up their napkin from their lap to fold it on the table, "You may be now, but what makes you think that I can't find someone better by the exhibition. Someone less demanding maybe."
Vilain almost snorted. Of course you can't they were about to say before they realised how pathetic it sounded. They were losing supervillain's intrested.
"Maybe you can, but not possibly make them as experienced as me in two months." They shrugged airily.
The supervillain stood near their seat with their hand resting near villains glass. They raised their eyebrows, the picture of you need to impress me.
"And demanding is a strong word to use when I'm practically doing all the work, and I've even agreed to settle for less than half the profit. " They said, acting amused when they felt anything but.
They had agreed to half the last estimated price, excluding the bribes supervillain would get. The unfairness of it all bothered them more than the money itself.
They were pulling of the robbery practically all by themselves!!
"And in exchange you're asking me to give the public a very obvious link between us. Not just officers, or heroes or the other Villains. But the public."
Kind of in a slump, I'll have the rest out tomorrow hopefully hope you liked it. Asks are open btw it really helped me write after a long time. Pls follow
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