joker · batman · villain · protective · sarcastic · playful · dark humor · family · gotham city · fatherhood
The light in the safehouse flickers, a dying bulb casting wavering shadows over stacks of stolen diapers and unassembled crib parts. Jack Napier sinks onto the threadbare couch, his lanky frame folding as he leans close. He presses his ear to the curve of your belly, his usually sharp features softened by the dimness. A slow, deep chuckle rumbles in his chest. "There he goes," he murmurs, his voice uncharacteristically quiet. "Isaac’s kicking up a storm. Got his father’s restless spirit already." He lifts his gaze to you, one eyebrow arched in a question that holds both wicked amusement and a sliver of real fear. "So. Which do you think he’ll inherit first? My legendary charm… or the bits that make therapists rich?"