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cherry-pop-elf · 6 months ago

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My Roommate Is A Wiz With Animals

Newt x Muggle!Reader

SUM: You were returning home from work, when you stumbled across the strangest little animal. You couldn’t just abandon them. Even tho they are kinda funky. Animals deserve love and shelter, and that seems to win you quite the lost and found reward

Warnings: So much dang fluff, animal smuggling, Teddy shenanigans, Newt accidentally being really good at manipulation, reader is naive enough for plot purposes, MIGHT be a multi part series. Might…..Ok it will be shoosh

“Ugh I swear those shifts are getting longer and longer.” You would groan with your neck rolling around. Just trying to get your joints stretched. Was rather late in the evening. You had to cover for someone. Curse you for actually being a good human and helping someone out! Eh over time is over time at least.

You were still a bit nervous to head home so late. The sun was setting, and it casted the New York sky scrapers were casting such eerie shadows across the world. There was a beauty in it, but also it’s terrifying. Terrifying to be out late in the city night.

Had you picking up the pace.

As you tried to hurry home, before the street lights kicked on, you would hear the trash cans banging together. Made your heart stop, as you instinctively turned to look at the noise.

Didn’t seem like a person at least, so that gave you some calm. Still, could be a wild dog. Not that you hated dogs or anything, but street dogs are built to survive the streets for a reason.

You couldn’t help but stare, and wait, to see what would come out. Maybe it’s a kitten? A puppy? Ok now that you were cycling through the concept of a poor lost animal in the streets of the city that never sleeps had your heart ache.

Call you dumb, but you went to peak.

Was met with quite a surprise.

You weren’t entirely sure what you were looking at. It was some weird looking platypus mixed with a mole. Maybe it’s a sister species to platypi? It’s not unheard of that the rich and powerful have exotic animals. That there’s a black market for them. Maybe this poor baby escaped.

“You poor thing. New York and scraps isn’t meant for you.” You would Cooe at it, as the little creature looked up at you. Looking scared honestly. Would even reach its little arms out to you. How that made your heart explode from the utter cuteness.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you. Come here baby.” You would lift up the strange creature, and opened your jacket to tuck them closer to your chest. Help them warm up from the cold streets.

They would snuggle into your chest, as they felt a little safer. Grabbed at your top even. Didn’t want to end up back to the streets again. Like hell you would.

With a baby to take care of you made your quick walk into a proper jog. A rather good motivation to help you speed up on your way home. You had a tiny little thing to care for. One that needed a bath and some food. Shit, what would it eat? Maybe you’ll leave a variety of foods out and whatever they go for first could be what they like? You’ll worry about it later. Now was to get home.

Into the apartment complex you went, up the elevator, and you were home. Made sure all your locks on your door were clicked, and you would soon drop your things off.

“You poor thing. Let’s get you cleaned up, and feed you. How’s that sound?” You swore they were nodding at you. Seeming to comprehend what you were telling them very well. Maybe it’s an exotic pet thing? Or you are tired. Probably tired.

Into the bathroom you went. You ran a warm bath for them, and kept it shallow. Didn’t quite know what to do, so you just set them down in the warm water. Didn’t really have animal safe soap, so just water and a rag will do.

Have the cutest little noises at the gentle scrubs. Poor thing was filthy. Must have been on the streets for a while. Broke your heart. Such a brave little solider. Able to handle out there for as long as they did.

“Let’s dry you off and feed you.” You would lift the little thing up, and made sure they got nice and dry. Get all that grime off them. Certainly seemed alot happier now, so you guess you did a really good job.

Once you stepped out of the bathroom you heard knocking at your door. Who’s going to be contacting you this late? Let alone you in general? Had you cautious. You first found a strange animal, and now someone was knocking at your door? That didn’t equal good.

“Don’t make a noise. I’ll be right back.” You whispered, as you quickly took them to your room. Plopped right on your bed, and you closed the door.

You would wrap yourself in a bath robe, since you had changed into your sleep wear, and peeped through the peep hole.

The sight sure was strange.

There on the other side had to be the embodiment of sunshine. Had this curious attire of blue and browns, a suit case in one hand, and a stick in the other? Why does this fluffy haired guy have a stick with him? Maybe you just couldn’t see properly from the peep hole.

“Who’s at the door?!” You called, and you watched those big sparkling eyes light up. Excited that someone was home.

“Ah yes! Uh you don’t know me but you have something of mine! A sweet little thing. His name is Teddy! He’s mine. My Ni-Uh. Mine. Just mine!” He called back, as you were confused. How did he know you had something?

“One moment!” You figured you would see if he was right. You would quickly return to your bedroom, seeing the animal still on your bed, and called out.

“Come here Teddy-!”

And like that he was running right over you. Quick to jump into your arms.

Ok, maybe this guy had some truth. Still, you had questions.

You would return to the door, only to see that all the locks on the door were undone. Had you so horribly confused. There was a number of locks in a variety of styles there. No way you forgot to lock them all. Could you?

That’s when the door opened, and the man stepped in. The way Teddy seemed to squeak for the strangers attention. Hands reaching out like a toddler who wanted their mother. Was just so human. Seemed like Teddy really loved this stranger.

So, you didn’t refuse.

“OH TEDDY I WAS SO WORRIED-!” He sounded ready to sob, as he held Teddy close. Tears in the corner of his eyes as Teddy held the man’s face. Giving his cheek plenty of Nuzzles.

“You seem suspiciously clean for running around out there. Did you wash him? Did you take care of him-?” He spoke with such enthusiasm. Was like he might burst into confetti.

“Uh yeah. I just saw him hiding by some trash cans and I just couldn’t leave him behind. He wasn’t aggressive in the slightest either. Poor Teddy was cold, and just alone. I was actually about to try and feed him even.”

You were soon yanked into a rather tight hug. Felt like he might squeeze you lifeless. Teddy made sure to crawl over his daddy’s shoulder to avoid being crushed. Just snuggled away into his neck. Happy to be back.

“Oh you are truly a gift. Oh I don’t know how I can ever repay such kindness and warmth you’ve given him. Oh he’s my everything really. He gets into trouble often, sure, but he’s mine.” He explained, before finally letting you go. Little cheek kisses were given from Teddy, and the man would happily nuzzle into them. Was so clear that this wasn’t some poacher or animal smuggler. That made you feel better.

“So uh. Who are you exactly?”

That had his ears a soft pink, and a shy laugh left him.

“Oh blimey. Pardon me. The name is Newt. Newt Scamander. I’m Ma…I uh mean a Zoologist. I travel around the world studying animals, rescuing those that I can, and just loving nature. The pay isn’t that great but it’s worth it.” He would offer you a hand, and you would shake it in return. Telling him your name as well. And your own career.

“So kinda like a nomad. Does that mean you don’t have a place to stay?” You questioned, as he seemed to avoid your eyes for a moment. As if either to embarrassed to admit it, or trying to quickly come up with a lie.

“Well um. You see…I was currently trying to get a room for myself, but someone had to go running off. Can’t really blame him though. He adores shiny things. I should have been more careful. I know he has a weakness to things that shimmer and sparkle. It was all on me.” He would admit, as you had to respect that he was taking accountability.

“I mean. One night can’t hurt, right?” You couldn’t help it. This guy seemed to not be native here in the slightest. Said he’s a world traveler, sure, but it seems he’s not used to a concrete jungle. Wasn’t dressed for it, and sure didn’t seem like he was prepared at all. Did he really just only have that suit case with him? To travel the world? Something seemed….Off.

“Oh no no. You’ve already done so much. You’ve protected my baby. I can’t be asking you more-“ He tried to persuade you away, but your curiosity was to peaked. This guy was weird. Didn’t give any bad vibes kinda weird. Just….So peculiar.

“It’s one night really. You must have been hunting Teddy for hours. You didn’t get a chance to find a room, and it’s super late now. I can’t just throw you into the streets. One night. Just one.” You tried to logically explain, only to get another near back breaking hug.

“Oh I’ll never be able to repay your kindness. Oh your heart is so full. No wonder Teddy trusted you. Teddy has always been a brilliant judge of character. He knew you were a good person. No way would he let a stranger just hold him, let alone wash him. Oh thank you-!” You could feel the tears of relief in your shoulder, and all you could do was rub his back. Letting him breathe.

So that was how you ended up with a stranger living on your couch. Well, can’t say stranger given you knew his name now. Still! Most people would call you insane for doing such a thing.

Maybe you were.

But hey! Insane people have the most fun!

Besides, he’s pretty damn cute. Cute to see him snuggled into the couch, with Teddy under his arm, and his suitcase slid under the couch. Made sure to stay out of sight. You figured it was full of valuable paper work.

Did make you wonder though.

Where the hell did those pajamas he was wearing come from then? Did he just have them in that case and papers?

He was just full of to many questions to ignore.

He’s a stranger, but you just had to learn more.

Learn what made that man tick.

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newtthetranswriter · 3 months ago

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Matching Wolf Tails

Word Count: 2683

Paring: Sokka x Transmasc Reader

Summary: After joining Team Avatar and finally being able to express their gender the way they want to, Y/n looks to their loving partner for inspiration.

A/n: Hello everyone. I came up with this Idea the other day because I have been jokingly calling my own hair a Warrior’s Wolf Tail for the last six or so years and thought it was a cute idea. I tried to right it so anyone can read it but it is implied that the reader starts with long hair and ends with extremely short hair. That’s the only visual description of them I really give so don’t worry though. Anyways, enjoy and as always remember to hydrate or diedrate.

While out hanging up posters to try and find Appa, our group split up to cover more ground. Sokka and Toph stuck together because Toph couldn’t hang fliers on her own for obvious reasons. Aang took to the skies with his glider dropping small fliers. And Katara and I walked together so we could just chat.

“What about something like that?” Katara suggested, pointing at a man with chin length hair.

At some point in our conversation, I brought up wanting to finally cut off my long hair for a more masculine appearance. And now Katara was trying to help me pick what style to go for.

Glancing at the man, quickly before turning back to hanging the poster I had, I shook my head. “No, that’s too long. I want to do something short that won’t give people the impression that I’m just a girl with shorter hair.” I said quietly. I had thought about cutting my hair for so long, and now that I was ready to do it, I knew that it had to be perfect. It couldn’t just be some regular old hair cut, it needed to show people who I was. It needed to fit on the image of myself I imagined every time I closed my eyes when I was kid.

Katara nodded, continuing to look around. She had become so focused on finding me a new hairstyle that she stopped helping hang the missing posters. “Ok, what about that?” She said again pointing at another man.

This one was younger with much shorter hair. It seemed like he had shaved his head maybe a few months ago and just had about an inch or two of hair on his head. “That’s way too short.” I said, tucking the last couple posters under my arm. “I know it sounds like I’m being difficult, but I just know that whatever choice I make has to be perfect. Sure my hair will grow back and I can cut it again, but I want to finally look in the mirror and see the person I have wanted to be for years. And getting this first big hair cut is a major step so I have to pick the right style.” I said hoping she would understand to some degree.

She was quiet for a moment, before she smiled at me. “Well then we will just have to keep looking. I’m sure someone in this city has a hairstyle that you can get inspiration from.” She exclaimed, sounding confident in her statement.

“Well, that can wait, we should probably head back home. I’m sure everyone else is done by now.” I said, heading in the direction of our temporary house.

The walk home was filled with mindless chatter. Every now and then Katara would point out another person’s hair only for me to shake my head ‘no’ and give a simple explanation as to why it was wrong. In the last half hour she had pointed out over a dozen different hair cuts, and none of them were right for me. I could tell she was feeling exasperated but was trying to hide it. I truly did appreciate her enthusiasm to try and help but I knew it would take time for me to make up my mind. Or at least I thought it would.

“Hey guys, we’re home.” Katara announced as we walked in the front door.

We were greeted by a chorus of hey’s from the group as the three laid on the floor looking exhausted. “So I take it no luck so far for any of you then, either?” I asked as I sat down on the floor next to where Sokka was laying.

“Nope.” Sokka said, as he moved to sit up. “What took you guys so long anyways? You had way less posters than us and we still made it back first.” He asked.

I watched as Katara was about to speak, before I cut her off. “We stopped for tea on the way back.” I said quickly, sending a glance in Toph’s direction hoping she wouldn’t tell everyone I was lying. Luckily for me she stayed silent still laying on the floor, it didn’t even seem like she was paying attention to the conversation.

Katara glanced at me confused. I returned it with a silent plea hoping she would understand that I wanted our earlier conversation to stay between us for now. It’s not that the rest of the group didn’t know I was Trans. In fact they’ve all known from the beginning, it’s one of the main reasons I left my home to travel with them after all. Instead it’s because I didn’t want to deal with everyone trying to influence my choice of hair cut. I wanted the decision to be mine and mine alone and having Katara already aware was more than enough interference as it was.

Luckily Katara seemed to accept my silent request before turning back to her brother. “Yeah, we got thirsty and needed to take a small break. Anyways, did any of you guys get anything for dinner?” She asked shifting the attention back on to the rest of the group.

“I didn’t. I just came back here with Momo after finishing dropping all our flyers.” Aang said as he pet the small lymer. Sokka also shook his head, I had to hold back a laugh as his wolf tail smacked the side of his head from the force, indicating that he and Toph also neglected to pick up any food. “Ooo I know me and Sokka can go out and get groceries and you guys can make dinner.” Aang said, jumping up, earning a groan from Sokka.

Sokka moved to lean his head on my shoulder as he tried to think of a valid reason to not be dragged out shopping with the young avatar. As his hair brushed my neck, I completely stopped listening to the rest of the group. I wasn’t surprised by the action since we both like to lean on the other when we’re tired. What I was surprised by was the realization that struck me when I began to think about his hair.

I had always loved Sokka’s hair. His signature ‘Warrior’s Wolf Tail’ was always perfectly tied back. And on the rare occasion his hair was down, it was clear that it wasn’t too long or too short. It was easy for him to maintain and it looked great on him. I began to wonder what I would look like with a similar style.

After what felt like hours of picturing myself standing next to Sokka with matching wolf tails, I was gently pulled from my thoughts. “Fine, I’ll go. But when we get back I’m eating and then going straight to bed.” Sokka said, moving his head off my shoulder before standing up. “See you guys in a bit.” I watched as he and Aang headed out of the house, though my focus was entirely on Sokka’s hair.

“So why did it really take you guys so long to get back?” Toph asked almost immediately after the door closed. Clearly she was fine keeping the secret from Sokka and Aang but she wanted in on the drama.

I was startled by the sudden question but before I could respond to the earthbender, Katara beat me to it. “Y/n wants to cut their hair to look more masculine and I was trying to help them pick what style to go with.” She explained.

Toph’s shoulders slumped slightly, clearly that was not the dramatic secret she hoped it would be. “So did you pick how you’re going to cut your hair? Not that it matters to me, I can’t see it either way.” She asked, trying to be supportive even though she didn’t get the big deal about appearances. Toph was of the mindset of if someone says they are something why do they have to look a certain way to prove it. Which in all honesty is a belief I can respect.

“No, they didn’t.” Katara answered for me, since I was still piercing my thoughts together from the last few minutes.

But before she could explain more I cut her off. “Actually I think I have.” I said confidently, earning a confused but excited look from Katara. “And I’m going to need your help with it. If that’s alright with you, Katara?” I asked, watching as the confusion grew on her face.

“My help? But why? Wouldn’t you rather go to a professional to get your perfect hair cut?” She was confused by my request and totally forgetting the part about me finally choosing how I wanted to do my hair.

“Well, there are likely only two people in all of Ba Sing Se who would even understand the haircut I want, and you’re one of them, so.” I explained, but the confusion did not leave her face. If anything it got worse. “Plus I want it to be a surprise for Sokka when he gets back.” I finished hoping that would clue the waterbender into my choice.

It was silent for a moment as Katara struggled to piece together the clues I gave. “You want to match with Sokka, really?” It was Toph who broke the silence, having pieced the clues together much quicker than Katara, who now wore a surprised and excited smile. “Don’t you guys already share clothes, isn't it weird to have the same hair as well?” The blind girl asked, perplexed by my decision. She wasn’t being judgemental in a rude way, just that she was young and confused as to why people would copy each other’s appearances.

“You want me to give you a haircut that matches Sokka’s? I think that’s sweet.” Katara said, not giving me a chance to answer Toph’s questions. “I can definitely do that. Come on.” She declared standing up.

I smiled as I stood up, following her as she grabbed the scissors and blade she used to help Sokka keep his hair maintained. After she grabbed everything we moved a chair into the bathroom so I could sit and look in the mirror as she took care of my hair.

“So, do you want it to be an exact match of Sokka’s or do you want it a little different?” Katara asked, wanting to make sure we were both on the same page before she started cutting my hair.

I thought for a second before responding. “A little different. I want the sides to be the same, shaved all the way around you know. But I think maybe a little shorter on top, not so short it can’t be tied back but still not so long that having it down is out of the question. If that makes sense?” I said, hoping she understood what I meant.

Katara looked at my hair for a second, as if picturing what I was describing. “Yeah, I get what you’re saying.” She said with a nod as she began brushing out my hair to make sure there were no tangles. “Fair warning I can’t guarantee it will turn out perfectly but I promise to do my best.” She smiled at me through the mirror, before sectioning out the part of my hair that would be shaved off and the part that would just be getting cut shorter.

“I know it’ll turn out just fine. Thank you for helping me with this.” I said with a smile before giving her a final nod and hearing the sound of scissors slicing through hair.

It took about an hour and a half for Katara to finish cutting my hair. The part that took the longest was shaving the sides and back, since my hair hadn’t been cut in years prior to this it was long and heavy so she had cut most of the length off before going in with the blade to even everything out. Once the shaved portion was done she began working on the top portion. Cutting it to be about the same length as Sokka’s at first and tying it back to make sure that the final length would still be able to be tied up. Once it was tied up she would cut off small sections at a time and ask if it was too long and if I wanted it shorter.

When I finally said that it was short enough, Katara sat down the scissors and smiled at me through the mirror. “It looks great. It really suits you, truthfully.” She complimented, not just because she was proud of how well she did with cutting my hair but because she truthfully believed it looked good.

I stood from the chair I was sitting in and leaned closer to the mirror for a better look. Turning my head side to side to see every angle, I paused and thought for a second. Reaching up I gently pulled a small section at the front of my hairline from the hair tie, combing it out with my fingers before laying it along the side of my face as if it were bangs.

“There we go. Now it’s perfect.” I said with a bright smile. “Thank you Katara so much, I really do appreciate it.” I said, giving her a quick hug.

She smiled and hugged me back, but before she could respond the front door of the house opened and interrupted her. “We’re back.” Aang yelled as he and Sokka walked in. I heard them set some stuff down before Aang spoke again. “Hey Toph, where did Y/n and Katara go?” He asked, confused since we had all been in the living room when they had left.

Katara shot me a grin before motioning for me to follow her out of the bathroom. “Oh, Y/n just need my help with something in the bathroom.” Katara said as we got to the living room.

Aang just nodded, not looking up from the baskets of food he and Sokka brought in. Sokka on the other hand froze when he turned to greet me.

“What happened to your hair?” He asked, sounding confused.

Hearing Sokka’s out of place question Aang looked up to see what he was talking about. “Wow that looks great, Y/n. It suits you nicely.” Aang said before turning back to helping Katara sort through the baskets.

“Thank you Aang.” I said quickly, I appreciated his compliment but I had bigger worries now. Sokka was just staring at me confused, I couldn’t tell if he liked it or hated it but the silence he had slipped into after his initial response was starting to scare me.

Not being able to handle the awkward silence between us, I finally spoke up. “I hope it’s okay that I used your hair for inspiration. If not, I can always cut it shorter again so we don’t match.” I worried that he would be upset that I copied him.

After only a few seconds he seemed to snap out of the trance he had fallen into. “No. Wait I mean, yes it’s okay. In fact I’m honored you’d want to match your hair with mine. I would never make you change yourself for any reason. I was just surprised.” He said quickly, pulling me into a loving hug.

“So, do you like it?” I asked, looking at him curiously while resting my chin on his chest, not breaking our embrace.

Sokka just smiled before placing a gentle kiss on my forehead. “I love it.” He answered with a bright smile. “Plus now it’ll be easier to help you do your hair on lazy mornings.” As he laughed at his own joke I smacked his chest lightly but quickly joined in with his laughter.

It was moments like this that reminded me of why I left my little earth kingdom village to save the world. I did it so people can live their lives being happy with those they love and being who they want to be no matter what others may say.

(divders by @/cafekitsune)

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