#ccfwonderfullife

[ccfvillains]

Make your choice || Unborns

“It’s time for you to decide, do you stay or do you go back,” Zatanna asked approaching the unborn.

[outlawintheredhood]

Are you going to choose to stay in this reality?

I... I don’t know. Sara, Laurel... they’re so happy here but my family... they’re torn apart. I don’t know if this world is any better for them than reality.

[frost-master-blog]

Big Brother, Little Sister

Lisa had been true to her word. He got the money, and she got him in touch with someone who could make fake identification. With that he managed to get a room at a hotel, and bought a plane ticket to Star City to check on Pamela. After a lovely crime-filled day, he’d come back to Central, unable to stay away from his sister.

Now he was waiting for her to close up shop. She was still a little flirty with him, which made him wildly uncomfortable, but he couldn’t figure out how to reject her without hurting her - especially since he was still hanging out around her.

“Hey Lisa, I was wondering if you’d want to introduce me to your boss. Maybe I can help him out with a job or something,” Len offered as she walked by the table he had parked himself at.

@sister-cold

[outlawintheredhood]

Prodigal Son | Jason & Bruce

It had been just as easy as he expected to find his way into the Batcave. The entrances were well hidden, but when you knew they were there, had walked them hundreds of times as the Batman’s apprentice, it was easy to find your way back to them.

His heart sunk a little as he stepped foot into the cave, exiting out of one of the interconnecting tunnels running under the manor. It reflected well this new Batman, the one he hadn’t been quite able to believe really was the man who had trained him and raised him for a short part of his life.

He had snuck in once, briefly, after his death, to feed the bitterness that had been chewing up his heart at the time. He had glared at the line of mannequins on the wall, housing a space for each of the young vigilantes Bruce had taken in over the years. And centring that, his own suit, encased in glass, lit up as a stark reminder of the one soldier that had fallen in Bruce’s never ending war.

Neither of these stood there anymore. There was only the Batsuit, lonesome. There was no space for any of his children to return home and hang up their capes. No memorial to the Robin who had been taken by the Joker in this world.

He let out a sigh as he walked up to the Batcomputer, giving one last look to the suit with a shake of his head. No point dwelling on it. He needed information, information he knew that Bruce would have, no matter how much he might be separated from his children, and he didn’t want to dwell too long in this place if what he heard of Bruce in this world was true. He would not react kindly to a stranger in his home.

@i-am-batdad

[westirisx]

In recent days Iris did a lot of thinking. It took her a while to get the courage to go to the house she grew up in. She was still taking care of it after all these years, but now it was time to pack up the house and start living her life. She hired the movers and was going through the boxes as they were getting loaded on the truck. It wasn’t until she saw a shadow in the doorway that she looked up, “Oh, hi, you can help me if you want,” she said being quiet on why she was packing up the house in the first place. 

[holyxsmoak]

Holiday Red || Oliver

Felicity sat curled up in her favorite armchair of the Merlyn library. No one came in here and when Tommy had first married Felicity he has made a show of letting her decorate this one room she loved. If only she had known.

She curled her feet up under the dress and sipped on the hot peppermint chocolate that their maid Raisa had made for her, “It’ll help your stomach,” she promised, giving Felicity a plate of cookies and shooing her into her library. Felicity has smiled and knew that meant Malcolm had already left and Tommy was “entertaining” a lady friend in the pool house. At least it wasn't their bed this time.

She picked up the sudoku book and began to work the puzzle place the red pen to her lips and she studied the puzzle.

@themanbeneaththehood

[themanbeneaththehood]

Oliver moved swiftly through the back; the lights were dimmed for the evening. Even in this bizarre reality, SCPD hadn’t changed their night shift patterns. The front desk crowded with the few wayward cops trying to find something to occupy their time. He needed information. What better place to find it.