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Hi guys, I've been writing for Jared Leto's Joker since The Suicide Squad came out (Joker x Reader fanfi...
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1.He buys you a dog in order to assess your maternal instincts.
"Go away, I'm not in the mood!" you chase the pup away when it tries to play with you.
My God, she has amazing skills; motherhood will fit her like a glove ! your boyfriend thinks, totally and utterly charmed with your caring abilities.
2. The Joker gets a small indoor plantas a gift to see how you do with it.
You don't like to take care of anything so it dies in 4 days.
Wow, the plant survived for a while ! My Princess will be a stellar mom! Her nurturing capabilities are beyond average!!! he admits to himself, feeling such pride his heart is about to burst with delight.
3.J orders Frost to bring his baby over to the Penthouse and watches your reaction.
You hold the little boy for about 20 seconds before passing him back to his dad:
"Ugghh, no thank you."
I'll be damned, she's a natural ! Great instincts ! She's not my Queen for nothing! he hums, completely smitten with your motherly affection.
4. The Joker slowly drives by playgrounds to see if it will awake the mom in you again.
"I hate kids!" you grumble, frowning when you hear the screaming offsprinsgs playing and running around.
My Doll is perfect! She already knows exactly what to say and what to do. Incredible! the green haired pest reckons with a huge grin, not even paying attention to driving. Almost crushes the car into a school bus.
"Move it faster!" he gets pissed. "Why does everyone have to wait on these useless children?!"
J has marvelous parenting skills also.
You are more than exhilarated noticing how doting and considerate he seems: "Right babe?"
"Right!" he growls, honking like crazy.
5. J sees mating signs when there are none.
You barely finished your morning routine, didn't even comb your hair yet and crawl in the kitchen for coffee wearing an oversized sweater that looks like a garbage bag.
"Why are you teasing me, hm?" he purrs, sipping on his mocca.
"Huh?" you rub your eyes, still out of it.
"Com'ere, Y/N, " he gestures with his finger.
"For what?" you yawn, but comply.
"Fun times!" he smirks and you take your sweater off, tired as hell.
"I guess so..." you scratch your arm and straddle his lap, half asleep.
She's so energetic and enthusiastic, The King of Gotham reckons. My Pumpkin will win the "Mother of The Year" award when the time comes.
