#(BE ALL OVER OTIS' SHORT-KING STATURE LIKE RELISH ON A HOT DOG AND MAKE HIM AN UWU OMEGA SOFT BOI.)

[red-hemlock]

Love Story with Otis (naybe someone saw their mutual Aesthetic and ran with it XD)

Send “love story with ____” for my muse’s reaction on finding a romantic fanfiction about themselves paired with that character @ratwhsprs

Oh good and glorious sun and stars, she really does have a tag. Of course she would though, it's not like the unassuming masses would know her name, she'd just be 'Hemlock' to them and nothing more... The funny things one can discover, with just a simple slip of the thumb. The problem? It looks like something in her phone is sorting these charming little stories by ship-subject alphabetically, and who should be sitting paired with her at the tippy-top of the list but one 'Otis Flannegan'.

And it's another one of those lemons.

You know that 'feeling'? That skin-prickling, adrenaline-stirring one, where you just know there's nothing short of an absolute trash-fire waiting for you just beyond the veil; but you can't help but take the plunge and look nonetheless? That pairing returns her withering gaze with a lighthouse's brightness, and River can feel her spine tingle.

A deep, cleansing breath is taken, before the title is tapped.

...............

Well-... This one was slightly better-written than that one pairing her with Eddie. In terms of her character at least, she can't imagine what Otis would think if he knew some funky individual wrote a multi-chapter, plotless porn fic of them. One where they're apparently 'clearly' having a slinky BDSM-light affair in all of the shadows, and on all of Gotham's unbolted surfaces. Her on top and masks on always, of course. Apparently faceless flings are hot.

"Really now, a belled collar? Sounds like someone misread 'cat' instead of 'rat'! One of those leashed backpacks would fit him better, anyway." River chuckles.

Does Otis have Internet? Surely he doesn't have Internet all the way down there... Right?

Yeah, she's not going to send this one to him. It's ten kinds of hilarious, but the poor dear's heart might not be able to take it.