Sarah Paulson's Characters - Oneshots

🐺⚠️ What Love Truly Looks Like

Warning:
The reader's character in this Oneshot was in an abusive relationship and is taken in by Diane. If you or someone you know is being abused by their partner, I plead of you: get out of there. Get out of that abusive relationship and run as far as you can. Get a restraining order against them.

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Ship: Diane x Reader

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Diane was wrapping your wounds with bandages. You had ran through the woods to get away from your partner, the looming conifers and fallen deciduous leaves blurred your vision until you planted face first into thick fur. There had been rumors of a werewolf in the area, but anything was better than getting beaten day in and day out. That was how you met Diane.

Diane's ears twitched, looking out the window occasionally. You clung closely to her, shaking in fear. When you expected a slap or punch from the wolfish Diane, she ran her paws up and down your back softly, pulling you into a hug. At first it scared you, but you slowly sunk into her embrace. "I won't let anything bad happen to you." Diane whispered, her tongue lapping at your cheek. Wolfish whiskers tickled your face, drawing a smile out of you and a small giggle.

The moon still hung high in the sky, the exhaustion finally kicking in for you. You tried to get up, but Diane picked you up. Fear ran through you again, shaking in her arms. Closing your eyes, you felt Diane gently take you upstairs, carrying you as though you were the most fragile thing ever. She slowly laid you down in bed, clawed hands tucking you in. There was love in her eyes, her tail wagging. You stroked her muzzle, her tongue lapping at your face. At first you giggle, then laugh. The thwap of Diane's wagging tail would've brought fear, but it made you feel better. With a gentle push, Diane pulled back. Big sweet eyes looked at you, tail wagging. She curled up beside you, holding you close. Her warm embrace, reassuring whispers, wagging tail. This was what love truly looked like. Her claws weren't here to hurt you, they were here to protect you.

By the morning, Diane still held you close. Your eyes slowly opened as her lips planted kisses softly to your shoulders. She whispered to you everything that made you beautiful, a blush creeping onto your face. "Don't hide your face. It's true, you're beautiful! I'll give you tens of thousands of kisses to prove it." Diane gently pulled your hands from your face, peppering your face with kisses.

"You deserve everything good, (Y/N)."