#the conga line in her head: SOULMARK AUTOPSY SCAR MUSCLES SWEAT JASON-

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Robin fic snippet

“Skin contact,” he said, reaching out. Elle passed him the baby, hands briefly overlapping on her little skull, “No one was holding her.”   The difference came by degrees- tired wail fading into sad grizzling, rubbing her wet little face beneath Jason’s collarbone before rapidly seeming to collapse into exhaustion.   Careful, Jason leaned against the edge of the desk he never actually used. After a beat, Elle followed, moving with assured quiet to pull herself up on top of the wide oak slab, high enough to lean her cheek on his shoulder.   “Started screaming the second she was done eating,” Elle whispered. Sighed, turning her head to press a brief kiss to Jason’s skin. “God.” She reached out, hesitantly touching one little hand, bunched even in rest, “She’s so small.”   For a while, they just watched the baby sleep.   “Does she have name?”   Elle smiled. “Elodie, I think. Feels like an Elodie.”   Another Elle. Ellie. Jason barely wrestled silence into his laugh, rocking the baby as she stirred. “Sounds good.”   He wanted to know what shade her eyes would be when they settled past baby blue. The color of her hair. The sound of her little laugh. A tiny, tiny magical person- Elle was right, of course. They’d never let her get hurt, ever again.   “Philippe’ll be here in the morning,” Elle told him, quietly.   Jason told himself not to be a fucking idiot. Not to be disappointed-   He also knew perfectly well what he sounded like, when he whispered back, “We’re not keeping her?”

#Jason Todd: I am NOTHING LIKE BATMAN #Jason holding an orphan child for ten seconds: I am a Father Now #sometimes you just have to have a beautiful tank of a bloodsplattered man #rip off all his body armor to hold a baby #it is required! #actually I think Jason is the batkid most designed to have the Adoption Instinct #Dick is too easy of a choice! #siblings? yes now that he's gotten used to the idea #but children?? my darlings that man is never retiring much less having a life-work balance #Elle just trying to do her job #and being forcibly confronted with this Sheer Sexiness: this is FINE #YEP UH FINE #the conga line in her head: SOULMARK AUTOPSY SCAR MUSCLES SWEAT JASON- #teeny tiny witch baby #Jason meanwhile fantasizing about middle names and first steps #a kid! named after the love of his life! yes of course! #Migration Patterns of Turdidae #he's just an edgelord disaster with extremely normie desires