Sarah Paulson's Characters - Oneshots

🐺⚠️ Wolf Jumping Through Hoops

Ship: Bette + Dot + Werewolf Reader
Warning: Threats, Violence, Death, Cannibalism

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Bette and Dot watched you move aside boxes, you were assigned to be with them after a series of attacks happened one night. You assumed that they didn't know that you were apart of those attacks. Late one night, a werewolf managed to find a way to harass the show employees and it had been continuing to happen until last night. You took care of the werewolf problem, with one issue. You got bit.

Bette eyed your bandage, the two making small facial expressions as they murmured in their minds. "How did you get that bandage on you?" Dot finally spoke up. Bette hissed quietly in disapproval, Dot glancing over with a tinge of annoyance at the sound. "Oh! This? It's nothing, just a scratch." You reassured, smiling. Bette quirked an eyebrow, seeing through your excuse. "How bad is it?" Bette questioned, a mild attitude in her tone. "It's not too bad, but Jimmy warned me against taking the bandage off. His exact words were ‘that wound is so mangled, I would've thought you took a bite of yourself‘." Dot's gaze softened at the name, a wave of canine jealousy rippling through you. An intense emotional response wasn't what you expected. Bette and Dot resumed their mental bantering, not paying attention to you moving the bandage.

Hair was thickly coating the area of the bite, the bite itself healing quickly. You gave a soft sigh, beginning to wrap the wound back up.

Bette and Dot grabbed your arm, Bette glaring up at you as Dot studied the wound. "You got bit!" Dot exclaimed, alarmed. She never expected to see you with a bite so bad. "It's okay! I'll be fine." You reassured, smiling. Bette stared at you, moving your lip slightly. "Dot, what's the moon phase tonight?" She quietly asked. "It's full! Oh no. It's full." Dot whispered, the two thinking. "We need to tell Ms. Elsa Mars." Dot whispered. "Absolutely not, she'll use (Y/N). She'll be a wolf jumping through hoops." Bette hissed. Dot blinked, worry flooding her senses. "We need to hide you." Their voices echoed in unison.

Thick fur covered your body, Bette and Dot hid you in their tent. They hid you under the bed as well as they could, Elsa Mars coming in minutes after. "Have you two seen (Y/N)?" She asked quietly. Bette and Dot shook their heads, fear quickly prickling at their skin. "You're not lying, are you?" She chirped, raising her hands and harshly gripping there jaws. "Because if you are-" Elsa was cut off by her own scream, falling to the floor as you got up. Standing at a good seven feet tall, you loomed over the girls protectively. Elsa scooted away from the three of you, eyes massive. "Were... Were...-" "a Werewolf!" Dot cooed, raising a hand to pet you. You leaned into her touch, your angered expression dropping to that of affection. You couldn't help the drool that dripped from your jaws. So hungry, so deeply hungry, but you refused to eat Bette and Dot.

Elsa got up, slowly walking away in fear. "Were-!" Her scream was cut off by snapping jaws around hers. The sound of bones breaking shook Bette and Dot, the sight of a massive wolf eating their boss in front of them. Bette slowly reached out, heart thudding as she pet you. Dot expected to hear a growl, but the two started to laugh at your tail wagging.

Fear still gripped them, but it was the fear of getting caught with a beautiful werewolf.