Calling all PEDRO PASCAL fans & writers! I would like to bring back the Fall/Halloween/Spooky themed Pedro Pascal writing contest! A few years ago myself and several others volunteered to read all the entries & the winner was awarded a $10 gift card to Amazon. Please comment if you are interested in this and I will whip up the criteria!
I'm a single mum at 19 of a 3 year old baby, and I was managing my day-to-day life great until a couple of weeks ago, now everything is getting to me and I don't even know why
I was wondering if you could do Joker x Single mom headcanons, please?
If you can't it's fine, thank you so much!
(I've seen the minors DNI in your blog, in my country 19 is to be a legal adult, I know that in the United States the age of majority is 21, is it okay?)
MY DEAR SWEETEST BELOVED ANON! 🖤✨
I would be honored to fill this head canon request! We respect mothers on this blog. In fact, we need more of them! and hats off to you for being a real one despite your age! Life has been overwhelming as of late so this is a treat for the both of us!!!! A much needed reprieve. 😘
Also please tell your little one that Chaos said hi!!! Since you didn’t specify their gender, I kept them as neutral as possible. Enjoy my love! 🖤✨
There’s always been a bad reputation against single mothers. Society looking down upon its young minds who are trying to raise the next generation with little to no help at all. It's bound to be stressful.
It's a burden that not many women can bear, yet it shapes the best of them all the same.
Motherhood is taxing and never ending which is why you deserved an outlet to relive such stresses or risk going insane.
You paid your neighbor double to watch your little one while you went out for a night in Gotham City. You promised yourself just a few hours and then you would come home.
Just because you were raising a child doesn't mean you aren't allowed to have fun. Many would scorn you for being “selfish and irresponsible” but until they walked in your shoes, they can screw themselves.
You let the loud music and moving bodies of the club take away your stress and you began to breathe a little easier as the night wore on.
You caught the eye of some men and women and entertained them for a dance or two; nothing serious until someone whispered in your ear that you were invited to the VIP room. It wasn’t an invitation but an order.
Imagine your horror to find The Joker waiting for you— wanting your company. It was dangerous to say no. You should’ve ran away while you still had the chance. But you didn't.
You had so much to live for if things went south but Joker’s smile was too charming and before you knew it, you were on his lap making out, throwing all caution to the wind.
You were allowed to let loose and Joker encouraged it, whispering in your ear and showering you with attention.
You were having so much fun that you lost track of time. Your phone went off with a timer to return home.
He asked you to stay and you immediately said no. No one had ever told The Joker no before and the VIP lounge suddenly went quiet, awaiting Joker's next move.
“I have to go.” You said breaking away from his lips. Your phone's timer was going off in your purse and you had to get back to your little one before your neighbor got angry.
It was time to go back to reality where you had someone depending on you. You were already getting a headache just thinking about it.
“Oooh aren't you the modern day uhhh.. Cinderella. Heh, are ya gonna leave a slipper for me?" Joker caressed the straps of your heels even as you gathered your belongings from off the couch.
"No. I have to go."
You ignored the entire longue staring at you as you rushed out the door. Eyes turned to Joker who was left sitting on the couch in a state of shock.
You literally left. No goodbye, no nothing. He didn't know if he was insulted or intrigued.
After a few seconds to get over his shock, he began to laugh and the ominous sound filled the room. People were uneasy staring at the mad clown losing his cool.
It was decided. He was both insulted and intrigued. Joker had to find his Cinderella and settle this issue before he lost more of his mind.
Joker was determined to find you and get answers. You left him with a hard on all and an ever curious mind. He was jumping for joy when he tracked you down and found your apartment building a few days later.
Joker invited himself inside and began poking through your things. Perhaps he had the wrong address (Frost was never wrong though) it just couldn't be right.
There was a bunch of baby stuff lying around. Toys scattered the floor, poorly drawn pictures were proudly displayed, and every dangerous surface was baby proofed.
He could feel the warmth in the air. This was a home; however, no one was currently home so he sat down and waited.
Joker didn't have to wait for long. He sat in the shadows as the front doorknob turned and you walked in holding... a baby.
Shoot him now.
Your mother instincts were legendary. You noticed something was wrong the second you took a step inside your home. You shielded your child before Joker could even say hello.
How you managed to hold a baby and a gun and still look sexy was a mystery. That image would be Joker's source material for his next fap session. SORRY NOT SORRY!
He was shocked that he was still intrigued even after discovering you were a mother. He raised his hands up in surrender and you got the message. You still were cautious though.
You put your gun away to console your crying toddler. "Shh shh Mama's sorry sweetheart. It's okay. He won't hurt you, I promise."
You looked so maternal with a baby in your arms.. Joker.exe stopped working when you made eye contact with him as you kissed your baby and said the last part.
Would you be sweet with him too? He... wanted to find out. Joker was a goner right then and there.
He admired you at the club dancing like a siren and especially while you were grinding down on him in his VIP lounge but watching you in your element, you were absolutely beautiful. He could stare at you all day and never get bored.
Joker was tongue-tied trying to ask for your name, if you were single, how old was your little one, what were you doing for the rest of your life....
Joker is a simp (we know this..) but I believe he'll be a bigger simp with a single mother. There's no responsibilities for him. The baby isn't his and you don't expect another from him.
He offers you protection, financial stability, and better living conditions in exchange for your company.
You put your foot down, "I'm not a whore Joker." you make it very clear that you aren't desperate. You can take care of your child without his help. You don't need anyone's help!
Joker saw how defensive and upset you were getting and decided to backtrack to calm you down.
"Never said ya were. I just wanna see about you and uhhh...." He stalls and you have to tell him the name of your child. He didn't even ask... 🙄🙄 (he still won't use their name)
Its a weird arrangement. Your life is uprooted for the better and you can afford proper babysitting/daycare which comes in handy because Joker wants your company. A lot.
He doesn't pressure you for sex (if you want to great, if you don't, then that's fine) however he does love holding you close, kissing up on you, and making you feel special in other ways.
Its a welcome change after working so hard to make ends meet for your baby and being alone. Joker doesn't critique your parenting--he's actually rather indifferent at first until he slowly warms up to your child.
It takes Joker almost a year for him to feel comfortable around your baby and to start using their name. He can finally hold them and be left alone without you fearing the house will be destroyed upon your return. Your baby is the most safest with Joker. That's a fact. Plus they adore the clown and his funny makeup!!
The first time you caught Joker and your baby taking a nap together, you almost cried. You took a picture and cherish it fondly. DILF Joker..... its a thing. It's a sexy thing indeed.
Or the time Joker bought them an outfit/toy, "I saw it and uhhh thought they would liKe it.." Things like that make your heart flutter because J truly cares about the both of you.
Joker is such a good father even if he denies it. He's not a caring person, you get that, but he loves in a different way. Its all in his actions.
Trust that Joker would never place you or your child in any danger and considers the two of you as his. No one touches what's his. And the day when Joker says he loves cares you and your child. you know he's locked in forever.
Summary: Your doing an instagram live and somehow convince Cillian to join in, someone calls him a DILF, he's miffed because you know he's not up on young slang and you have a few surprises to share.
Warnings: sickening fluff! Language.
Request: My girl @janelongxox
A/N: this gif is from a gif set that nofckingfighting posted I do NOT own this gif, I hope it was ok for me to use! Let me know if it's a problem.
But... what is a DILF?
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"let's go find Cillian, see if he'll entertain me and be on camera" you laughed lightly, holding your phone so you could talk to your followers on your instagram live.
They all went wild, ready to see the man who was always with you but so hidden at the same time. You were making your way up the stairs of the house you shared, Cillian would definitely be in his office, working through scripts he'd been sent, some kind of music playing.
You were answering questions as you went on the hunt for him.
"We've been together for, oh god I think five years now"
"We met at an event, it was very casual, he was trying to act like he didn't want to date me"
"but he couldn't resist"
You placed your phone on the small table in the hallway not wanting to shove a phone in his face if he wasn't up to it, "I'll be back guys!" you called as you entered his office.
"Cilly, I have a favour to ask" you were slowly making your way across the room to him, he turned a smile on his face as he caught sight of you, like he hadn't seen you in days when in reality it had been around an hour.
"Whats up love?" he asked reaching out for you, so you could slip onto his lap.
"Want to be on my live with me?" you asked biting at your lip, he wasn't as into social media as you, he didn't see the point but he humoured you most of the time.
"Oh love, why" he whined, you couldn't help but giggle running a hand through his hair, kissing his lips lightly "because I like people to know that you are real sometimes"
Cillian had agreed because really could he ever say no to you. You had excitedly gone to get your phone, letting your followers know that he was up for it and to send in questions for you both to answer.
You both settled on the sofa in his office, as the questions flooded through.
'How are you Cillian?'
'Have you been enjoying the break?'
and then the one that had Cillian frowning and you were definitely trying not to laugh at his confusion but he just looked so adorable.
'Why is Cillian such a DILF?!?!?!'
"He's not yet, but give it six months" you had giggled, hand falling to the small bump you had been hiding from everyone, the live went wild with comments, Cillian was rubbing his hand over your stomach as the love hearts flew over the screen repeatedly.
"Alright guys we're going to go, I need to educate this man on what a DILF is, thank you for all your support!" with a wave from you and Cillian you clicked off the live.
"but what is a DILF?" Cillian had asked the minute you put your phone down.
You licked your lips, tugging him up from the sofa "well, it's a dad I'd like too fuc-"
Cillian had pressed his lips to yours as he laughed, pulling you towards the master bedroom "maybe you could just show me" he asked as he kicked the door closed behind you both.
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Nine Months Later:
