#have fun with the ship and ship name byyyeeee

[nabtime]

Sir Waylon of Gotham

Waylon wasn't much for talkin' to hoity-toity well-to-doers. Didn't much like their attitude. Or the way they looked at 'im. Lookin' down their noses, all pinched-faced and holier-than-thou, like he was the scum of the earth for the way he looked. And while Waylon wouldn't deny that he was scum, it sure weren't for lookin' the way he did. He'd earned that title fair 'n square, through hard work 'n strikin' fear inta the people of Gotham.

And he did that by bitin' they's arms off, not 'cause he was a li'l scaly.

Point was, Waylon didn't talk much with fancy people. Yeah, he talked to the Bat Brood and they could half be considered fancy on account of mostly bein' Waynes under the mask, but they didn't count. Not really. 'Specially their newest petite couyon that liked to swing about in his sewers like the chit owned the place. He didn't know how the kid was added to the family- coulda been adopted, coulda been one a' the other one's partner, coulda been another blood son a popped up outta nowhere 'gain.

Waylon didn't ask and the chit never said. No, all Phantom ever wanted to talk 'bout was how Waylon was doin. Idjit was far too concerned about Waylon's well-bein' when he shoulda been mindin' his own damn business. Kid said it was part a his business. That heroes had to check in on the reformed, make sure they were well and happy so they didn't have a need to get back inta villainy. Waylon wanted to call bullshit on 'im but he just didn't have the heart when the kid looked so earnest 'bout it.

And maybe the kid was swingin' in all the time just to check in on an Old Croc. Maybe even the kid didn't mind bein' 'round 'im an 'is big, scary teeth. Sure it were more likely he needed an escape an' the sewers were a place most Bats didn't venture less they had to, but iffin that were true- kid didn't have to find and talk to him every time.

All this was to say that he'd gotten used to seein' Danny 'round the sewers, and even seein' Jay when the older kid was sent to bring the other back topside.

Who he had not gotten used to seein' in the sewers, though, was a pretty thing all done up in medieval dress and glowin' green. Nor was he used to the hulking Knight done up in glowin' black armor standin' next ta her.

And, again, Waylon wasn't much for talkin' to hoity-toity people, let alone Ghost Royalty or some such, but he was still a man with manners. An' they were in his sewers (well, an' Grundy's, but the big lug weren't here, so's point was moot) so he was haven'ta be the one to greet 'em.

He growl echoed off the stone and muck as he approached the two beings that were floating midair, just above the water. They both looked lost until he fully rose from the grime and addressed them.

"Youins need somethin? Ya lookin fer Danny?"

And, well, Waylon said he had manners. Never said he was gonna use 'em.

"Oh!" said the sweet thing in flowing gown, her voice just as soft as she looked. "Yes! You must be the good Sir Waylon of Gotham that the King speaks so fondly of. I am Princess Dorathea and this is my personal guard, Fright Knight."

Sir Waylon? Now that's not somethin' he's ever heard afore. Him? Deservin' of a title like Sir? Ain't no way. He weren't 'bout to say nothin', but it sure did make him feel all flustery that a noble Lady like her would think so highly of a monster like him.

"Nah I wouldn' say he's 'xactly fond a me, but the name is Waylon, yeah, uh- My Lady."

And she smiled at 'im, sweet as anythin', like he weren't made a sharp edges an spilled blood. The big Knight aside her was actin like that too, posture relaxed as he just let her get closer. Closer an most people ever dared. 'Cept Phantom an some a the Bats. Was it a ghost thing? No fear a death, so whats scary about a big man with sharp teeth anymore?

"Would Sir Phantom be near-abouts?" she asked. "I require his counsel on matters of import."

"Sorry, cher- uh, My Lady," he grumbled, "ain't gotta clue where he's at. Somewhere's topside, prolly."

Her shoulders slumped just the slightest, obviously disappointed in his answer. And try as he might to want to give her a better one, he only knew where the kid was when he wanted to hang around underground. Waylon avoided the streets at all costs these days, not wantin' to risk trouble again. He'd spent enough of his days wastin' away in Arkham and Blackgate, thanks.

The Lady turned thoughtful though and graced him with a tilt of her head and a smile. "Perhaps you would deign to assist me instead, Sir Waylon?"

"Well nah, I'd love ta, My Lady. Supposin' its somethin' I can help ya with."

"Yes," she said, circling around him in a graceful glide, "so long as you are willing, you will suit just fine."

"Ya still haven't told me what ya need help with, ah- My Lady."

Waylon couldn't see the Knight's expression but he could almost feel the amusement pourin' off a him. And he wondered just what the hell he'd agreed to that a guy like that'd find it funny.

"My brother is making moves to take back the Kingdom. He has amassed a small, but skilled contingent of rebels and intends to usurp me at the upcoming Yule Celebration."

"So ya need muscle ta help stop 'im?"

"Oh no," she said, sweet but full of venom- like arsenic. Her grin was now full of teeth, teeth much to sharp for a proper Lady like her, and her eyes turned to glowing reptilian points. "I can take care of him myself. I intended to ask Sir Phantom along as contingency."

She looked him up and down and the Knight standing guard behind her was projectin' a certain smugness as he did the same.

"You, however, Sir Waylon," she said, and the tone near sent a shiver down his spine. "Will do well as both warrior and suitor."

"What say you?"

[shockapella-sweet]

Are you still doing the ship meme? If so, how about FaradayCage aka $500ElectricBill aka Raiden/Johnny Cage? Strange but I wanna know your thoughts. And yes i put effort into the ship names 😂😂😂

Lord above, how is it that I’m only getting to this meme now? :O Sorry for the hectically long wait! But yep, Nonny, you definitely put a lot of effort into the ship names (that last one, yeeeesh). X3 Let’s get into this:

Who cries when someone dies in a movie – Johnny, especially when he’s rewatching his flicks: it’s a combo of him getting invested in his character and the film plot, and getting emotional over his “wonderful” performance when his character bites the dust. A bemused/done Raiden is there to be his pillow to cry into, basically.

Who wears the ugly holiday garb – Johnny, oh so much. He’s super into the festive season, ugly sweaters and all. Expect him to coerce Raididdy into wearing sweaters with something like Christmas trees on them, with the words “Get lit” beneath it.

Who pays for the meals – It’s automatically JC. He will break the bank in order to treat Raididdy to the finest meals in the VIP sections at top-of-the-range restaurants. ‘Sides, I don’t even think Zeus Daddy carries cash.

Who slams the oven door and who plays the trombone – Johnny will play the trombone, and a weary Raididdy will play a ditty on the oven door. It’s probably at this point that the Thunder God is wondering why he’s dating an Earthrealmer in the first place …

Who brings home stray animals – “*Sigh* Johnny, why did you bring this cat here?” “Because the Sky Temple’s a thousand times’ bigger than my apartment, and you don’t have a nasty landlord pushing an anti-pet policy.” “Yes, but this is the third cat you’ve brought here this month –” “You can never have enough pussy-poos, bubba. Love ya, byyyeeee.”  

Who leaves the bathroom door open – Neither … unless JC leaves it open intentionally so that Raiden can get an eyeful as the actor undresses for his shower.

Who tells the ‘dad jokes’ – … I mean, we all know it’s Johnny, right? X’D Either Raiden doesn’t get them, or he does (and when he does, he’s left in an inner pile of cringe for days).

Who wants kids more – Raiden’s happy enough to be a step-father to Cassie, plus he’s content with being a fatherly figure to Liu Kang, Kung Lao, Kung Jin, etc. Johnny, on the other hand, wouldn’t mind having another child (I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s considered surrogacy or adoption). Watch this space. ;)

Who travels more – Both. As Earthrealm’s guardian, Raiden travels between the various realms to make sure peace relations are maintained. He also travels a fair bit to the Wu Shi Academy and to S-F HQ for similar purposes, as well as to catch up with friends and allies. JC’s job with SF also keeps him on the go around the world and beyond … not to mention his ol’ acting hustle takes him all over the show.

Who spends more cash – Johnny, duh. Again, Raididdy doesn’t carry cash. Heck, he probably doesn’t have or need any.

Who buys the things in infomercials – “Raiden, I’ve got us a pair of identical Snuggies so we can totally twin it out! And you’ve got to see this Hawaii Chair that I bought – think of how much fun we’ll have sitting on it! Well, you sitting on it, and me on you. Or reverse. We’ll take turns.” Yeah, even Raiden prays for divine intervention when JC goes on these informercial shopping sprees.

Who draws in the dust on their cars – Neither. Johnny never lets a speck of dust grace any of his cars in his collection. As for Raiden, he’d rather not get dust on himself.

Who starts the snowball fights – What’s a great way to loosen up an uptight Thunder God? By chucking a snowball at him, of course! At least, that’s JC’s perspective. Oh, how he pays for it when Raiden gets into these fights.

Who throws away the directions to things – Johnny: “The only time  that I need directions is when I’m on-set with James friggin’ Cameron, a multi-camera crew and a masseur.” Oh, the amount of times Fujin has heard Raiden griping about his man’s inability to follow directions (and the inevitable failures that come with ‘em).

Who puts up holiday decor – Both. Johnny has always been the one to put up holiday displays and decorations, especially back in the day with Sonya and Cassie. Now, he goes absolutely mad in decorating a place like the Sky Temple for occasions like Christmas or Halloween. Raiden, who’s well aware of Earthrealm’s various customs and traditions – and appreciates their purposes, namely how they bring family and friends together – also plays his part in putting up decorations. Besides, he knows how much these occasions/decorating practices mean to Johnny.

Who is more likely to forget to bathe – Neither. They keep it clean, these two.

Who gets more obsessed about things – Raiden. He’s very thingy and strict about things in general. As for JC, he’s the opposite (unless you count the informercial shopping sprees).

Who sings in the shower more often – Johnny, duh times two. From mainstream songs and classic tunes to making up his own ditties, he will belt it out as if he’s Mariah Carey herself. Raiden appreciates the, uh, effort.

And that’s the last shipping meme done! I hope, Nonny, that you found the answers decent, even though I made you wait 50+ years for them. Thank you for your patience. ^3^