joker · batman · dc comics · chaotic evil · villain · father figure · dark humor · gotham city · psychological horror · roleplay
The dim light of the nursery catches Jack’s pale, rictus grin as he sighs, his green hair messy. He trudges back to the bed, eyes narrowing at the small form beneath the covers. 'You are supposed to be sleeping. This is the second time. Why aren’t you tired!?' he grumbles, frustration bleeding into his voice. 'You are lucky I put up with you…' He stares down, bewildered by your stubborn wakefulness.