Reader compliments Toph in a rather feminine way despite how Toph acts all rigid and thuggish. Saying things like how her strength is graceful and her execution itself is beautiful. Toph not knowing how to receive such genuine and girly compliments like these doesn't really know how to handle them. So she just scowls at reader or act angry or replies in a sarcastic or mean way. Reader however, after years of knowing Toph figured out her tell. Which is her feet that twitches or plants itself to the ground firmer than usual when she's flustered or caught off guard.
AN: I think Toph's femininity isn't shown enough in a lot of fics.
So I suddenly thought of this while I was watching the live action. Cause before she was an addition to the Gaang she did live her life getting treated delicately by her family so she knows a lot about being proper and feminine. But because its not her true self she just defies it. This reminds me of the ep she wore a dress and was a bit conscious yet Katara encouraged her to embrace and be more confident in her feminine side. Since she felt how genuine Katara was about complimenting her she gradually became a tad more accepting about it.
Toph turns early morning cuddles into something more intimate. ———————————masterlist
WARNINGS:: smut, fingering (r!receiving) finger sucking (r!receiving), nothing too hardcore.
For the most part, the bedroom was silent.
The gentle hue of the suns light infiltrated through the cracks in the blinds, a streak of its brightness making a path directly towards your eyelids, disrupting the darkness and comfort they provided.
It had successfully woken you up.
A sigh puffed from your throat as you tried to move away from the sunlight, yet you only found yourself unable to—two heavy arms were wrapped securely around your middle.
Toph.
A small smile graced your lips as the previous annoyance faded away, your eyes peeking open only to be met with sight of your wife’s pale green irises.
She too, was awake.
Staring off right past your shoulder, her arms tightened around you, pulling you snug against her chest.
Although she was blind, she had clocked you were stirring before your own mind even processed it, her seismic sense catching the subtle increase of your heart rate after hours of slumber.
“How’d you sleep?”
She’d murder groggily, her palm dropping beneath your shirt to rub lines down your back, before pausing near the hem of your sleep shorts, fingers toying with the elastic.
“Mmh. Good.”
She’d only respond with a hum, before her hand dipped under both your shorts and panties, finding your ass, gently running the skin over with wide circles.
You pulled yourself deeper against her chest, tucking your nose between the crook of her neck. “..What’re you doing?..”
She smiled as her fingers, slowly but surely, reached the skin of your inner thighs, lightly grazing the flesh, a path of goosebumps erupting under her touch.
“Shhhh.”
It didn’t take much longer for her middle finger to run a slow line up your lips, parting your folds, exposing your cunt to the warm air beneath the blankets.
Her finger glided through surprisingly easily, yet she wasnt surprised. She could feel your heart pounding against your ribs.
You softly whimpered as she brushed your clit, the soft sounds blooming into a real moan as the same finger circled the pulsing bud, causing you to curl into her.
“Toph..”
Her free hand rubbed back up your spine.
“Relax, babe.”
She’d utter smoothly, her other fingers collecting more of your slick as she put more pressure over your clitoris.
She stayed there for a bit, building up the want low in your belly, finally pulling off your twitchy clit just for two fingers to teasingly push over your hole.
“You can tell me to stop.”
Within the next second, she was knuckle-deep inside you.
You bit your lip, trying not to be loud, yet a pitiful whine filled the air anyway.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“N-no!..I don’t..”
She’d smirk, scissoring you open in hopes of fitting another one of her long fingers into your pretty pussy.
Soon enough you were stretched out further, arching off of her as she pumped in and out of you at an achingly slow pace. Her fingers only occasionally pressed over your g-spot, leaving you spewing a constant pattern of pathetic “ahh ah ahhh”s into her skin.
She made up for it by finding your clit once more with her thumb, giving it consistent pressure that successfully brought you to your edge.
“Hmph!! Toph!!!im gonna cum-!”
True to your word, your release coated her fingers, seeping from your cunt and dripping over the bed sheets. Your palm fisted her top as she continued fingering, leaving you wretched, tears coating your lashes as you grew overstimulated, clutching onto her she she rode out your high.
She only pulled out once you were quivering, her free hand cupping the back of your head to pull your face away from her, pressing her fingers against your lips.
Your mouth opened, your tongue meeting the taste of her flesh and your arousal, wrapping your mouth around her fingers to suck them clean.
“Good girl.”
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Summary: Toph has never been good at asking for things. She simply finds her way into your arms, seeking your warmth in small touches and stolen moments, caring little about who notices. Until even silence begins to sound like longing.
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A/N: Oh, yearning Toph, my beloved. I just know she'd be so needy all the time, even if she wouldn't admit it. (˶>⩊<˶)
Word count: 2k
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The road had become familiar again.
Dusty paths beneath their feet, Appa's steady breathing during long stretches of travel, campfires under open skies, and the comfortable chaos that always seemed to follow the Gaang wherever they went. It felt almost like old times—except not quite.
There was something new. At first, nobody could quite put a finger on it.
It started small. Toph had always hated unnecessary closeness; or at least that was what she claimed. She cursed at people for crowding her, shoved Sokka away when he got too dramatic, and threatened to bury Aang waist-deep in dirt if he fussed over her one more time.
And yet lately, you kept finding Toph near you. Not casually or accidentally; close in a way that felt deliberate, planned.
When you walked together, Toph somehow always drifted until her shoulder brushed your arm. When you sat down to eat, Toph dropped beside you with natural insistence, knees touching and sometimes her leg even resting atop yours. When Appa flew, Toph sat close enough that your bodies remained pressed together through most of the ride; she leaned her weight against you as if you were steadier than the saddle.
At first, you thought nothing of it, thought that maybe you were imagining it, even if it got your heart jumping into your mouth each time.
Then, you felt Toph's fingers hook loosely into the fabric of your sleeve while you walked one afternoon. She held on for a while, until changing her grip to your wrist, and eventually, loosely tangling her fingers with yours.
You had nearly smiled yourself silly. That was no accident.
Toph, of course, acted like she had done nothing. She could sense the somersaults of your heartbeat while she held your hand, and a proud grin stretched her lips. “Got something to say, sweetness?” she asked, only for you to hear.
You shook your head softly, blaming the sunlight for the warmth on your cheeks. “Nope.”
Toph swung your joined hands back and forth. “Hmph.”
That should have been the end of it. Instead, it got worse. Or better. Depending on whom you ask.
Sokka, ever observant, was the first to notice.
Evening had settled on their camp for the night. The sky was painted in a mix of purples, blues, and oranges. Crickets could be heard on the surrounding grass, and during dinner, Sokka narrowed his eyes across the crackling fire.
Still munching on his food, he not-so-sneakily leaned over to his sister sitting just beside him. “Okay,” he said in a whisper, gesturing toward you and Toph across from him. “What's been going on with those two?”
Katara hummed curiously, and her eyes slowly followed where her brother had pointed. You sat on the dry dirt, leaning back on both your hands, and Toph had all but thrown herself onto you, her head leaning comfortably against your shoulder and one of her hands resting atop your raised knee as she talked, and you nodded along.
“What do you mean?” Katara teased, a small, knowing smile already on her lips.
Sokka threw her a comically wide-eyed look, “What do you mean what do I mean?” His voice rose in pitch; “Toph hasn't let go of her since we made camp.”
“I'm not holding onto anybody.” Toph's voice cut through the quiet, loud enough to be heard over the fire. When the eyes of everyone fell onto her, she had the largest smirk on her lips, chin raised proudly as she made no effort to move away from you. The hand she had resting on your knee squeezed once.
All you could muster was to focus your eyes down on the burning fire as you bit the inside of your cheek so hard it nearly drew blood. Toph was a solid, warm presence against your body, and it nearly got you dizzy. And acknowledging it out loud made you even more aware of it.
Sokka huffed, yet an amused smile broke the fake annoyance. He crossed his arms over his chest and wiggled his eyebrows even if Toph couldn't see it. “If you two have anything to share with the class, I'm all ears.”
Katara gently shoved her brother's shoulder, biting back a chuckle of her own; “Just leave them be, Sokka.”
Toph snorted. “You know I hate gossip.”
That was all anyone would get out of her. And somehow, Toph became even less subtle after that. As though once people started noticing, she had simply decided she didn't care.
And maybe she didn't. Toph had never been good at pretending to be something she wasn't. If she wanted you close, she wanted you close. End of discussion.
That night, the camp settled into silence. The fire burned low, reduced to glowing embers and soft warmth against the chill. Appa snored nearby, with Momo sprawled on top of his fluffy fur. Someone—probably Sokka—mumbled incoherently in his sleep.
You were snuggled in blankets, half asleep, drifting in that soft place between dreaming and waking. Listening to the gentle lullaby of a night under the stars.
Then, you felt movement. Soft and careful. A familiar presence crossing the earth with feather-light steps only possible for someone who understood every vibration beneath her feet.
Before you could fully wake, warm fingers slipped beneath your blanket; you felt the touch on your waist first, bordering on tentative before it grew bolder. A warm hand sneaking beneath your shirt, feeling the shape of your waist, while your blankets ruffled and the weight of a familiar presence settled close beside you.
Then came the kisses. Light, tender, sleepy little brushes of lips against your cheek. Those lips lingered there before moving to your jaw, and then lazily traced a path to the corner of your mouth.
Your eyes finally fluttered open. And Toph was already there, curled into your space. One arm wrapped tightly around your waist, skin to skin, pulling you close with startling possessiveness. Her body pressed firmly against yours like she had no intention of leaving even an inch between you two.
A sound escaped your lips, half a sleepy groan and half a lovesick chuckle. The faint light of the fire was enough for you to make out a vague image of Toph; the orange light softly highlighted the muscles of her bare arm, and her hair had been pulled completely free of her usual bun, now falling messily around her face and over your small pillow.
On the next heartbeat, Toph tucked her face against your neck. Her breathing was warm, her lips brushing over your pulse point and placing a sloppy kiss there. Quiet. Needy.
You blinked, feeling a shiver go up and down your whole body when the sensation of her mouth on you got your breath running shallow. “Toph…?”
Toph only tightened her hold. As if waking you had been necessary solely so you could consciously hold her back. Both her arms snaked around your waist, holding you with the sort of strength only she could pull off.
Your expression softened immediately, a shaky sigh finding its way past your lips. You slowly slid both arms around Toph, careful not to rustle the blankets too much or wake the others.
One of your hands found her hair, burying itself in between the dark strands as you selfishly leaned in; your lips brushed over her hairline, and you breathed her in.
Toph melted. Actually melted. Her entire body loosened the moment you embraced her, though she remained firmly attached, one leg slipping in between yours as if anchoring herself there.
You felt a smile tug further at your lips. You brushed Toph's hair back, fingertips gentle against her scalp as you reciprocated the gesture, pulling her tighter into your embrace. “What's gotten into you lately?” you whispered, nothing but a breath against her skin.
Toph didn't answer right away. She burrowed closer instead. Her nose brushed your neck, tracing a path from your pulse point to right under your ear. One hand clutched at the back of your shirt, bunching the fabric; the other pressed half moons into your skin.
For someone who projected so much iron and stone to the world, moments like this always felt almost shocking. Toph could be so soft. So desperate for closeness. So quietly vulnerable sometimes.
Finally, Toph mumbled into your skin, voice rough with sleep and something rawer beneath it. “I jus' wanna be with you.”
The words were so simple. So unguarded that your heart clenched in your chest. Toph rarely asked for anything directly. Need, especially, was something she usually buried under sarcasm, teasing, or stubborn silence.
But not tonight. Now she was here, wrapped around you like she needed the reassurance of warmth and touch and presence.
You brushed your fingers along the extent of her bare arm, until you found her neck, and then the corner of her jaw. You swiped your thumb over the skin there. “I'm right here,” you promised in a hush.
Toph exhaled shakily. Her mouth hanging open against your neck and her warm breathing fanning over your collarbone. Her fingers loosened against your back the slightest bit.
Your hand on her jaw gently guided her up until you could press a kiss between her eyebrows, then another over her eyelids, then one to her temple.
Toph tilted her face upward and grumbled softly, despite the smile tugging at her lips. “You're being mushy.”
Your nose bumped hers when you mimicked her smile. “And you woke me up for cuddles.”
A pause. Toph's breathing stumbled audibly with a soft gasp when she felt how close you were. Her fingers dug a little more insistently into your skin when her mouth parted with quiet yearning. “… Maybe.” The word fell clumsily past her lips.
The most formidable earthbender she may be, but she crumbled like sand under your touch.
At last, you caught her lips with yours, barely muffling the soft moan that escaped Toph. Both your hands held onto her jaw, tangling with her long hair as the feel of her skin beneath your palms and the softness of her lips moving against yours got you utterly intoxicated.
Toph, in turn, pulled you painfully close. Her strong arms around your body allowed not even air to come between you; her fingers pressed against your spine, leaving gentle marks there as telltales of her need. Her nose pressed into your cheek as she kissed you, trying to come as close as physically possible.
She caught your lower lip between both of hers, softly brushing her teeth over it before soothing with her tongue.
The kiss deepened by instinct rather than intention, a careful surrender neither of you had exactly planned. It was not hungry in the sharp, obvious sense. It was fuller than that. Slower, a little sloppy as you learned each other's shapes for the first time.
It held the pressure of all the almosts that had gathered between you for weeks; the shared silences, the sidelong glances, the touches that had grown bolder and bolder because neither could have enough of the other.
Toph kissed you as though she had been trying not to for too many days, and the restraint had finally broken in the most beautiful possible way.
In the darkness, with everyone else asleep and the world quiet around you, Toph allowed herself to simply cling to you. Allowed her hands to roam over your body unabashedly. No walls, no sharp words, no armor. Just her claiming what was hers.
Eventually, after what felt like too long and not long enough of unhurried kisses, you felt Toph's breathing slowly begin to deepen. She fought it, but sleep gradually pulled her under.
And even asleep, Toph refused to loosen her grip on you. A grin came to your lips, still sensitive, as you felt the ghost of Toph's kisses. You adjusted your arm under her, bringing her head to rest over your shoulder.
Toph groaned sleepily when you shifted; her arm instinctively tightened. Possessive, even unconscious. You suppressed a soft laugh, rubbing slow circles into Toph's back and bringing the blankets closer around your tangled bodies, until sleep began to claim you, too.
The last thing you felt before drifting off was Toph nuzzling faintly into your neck, seeking warmth even in dreams. As though her body knew only one thing with absolute certainty.
Here. With you. This was where she wanted to be.
The next morning, you and Toph were rudely woken up by a ridiculously loud shout of Sokka's voice: “I KNEW IT!”
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Toph crashes on top of you, it’s been a while since she’s been this exhausted, back to back days filled with training, missions, helping others and barely squeezing in her usual banter, leaving you neglected.
She feels so bad but the physically couldn’t get herself off to take care of you how she thought she should. Looking in your direction with a small pout on her lips, You stroke her hair and comfort her. “It’s okay my love, lay on the bed for me.” She tilts her head confused but complies and switches positions.
You straddle her slender waist, her hands sliding up your stomach as she closes her eyes to focus all her attention on your body. She sighs, feeling your thighs, squeezing tight like her body itself craved you instinctively.
“You missed me baby?” Kissing her temple then her cheek while she nods quickly, “so much, you have no idea.” She muttered, whining her hips as if your body weight was nothing.
Moving your knees on either side of her, your chest now in her face while you slid down your panties, afterwards pulling off Tophs pants. Her breath hitched as she leaned up, your left leg under hers and your right leg sprawled out above her hips, aligning your pussy with hers.
She feels the heat of you against her and she covers her mouth quickly. “I don’t think so pretty. I’ve waiting too long for this, I need to hear you.” She wasn’t used to your assertive side. She doesn’t like being told what to do, she never did, but when you boss her around she feels obligated to listen.
Leaning up with her palms flat on the bed, she pushes her ass forward, grinding your sweet pussy against hers. “O-oh fuck princess.” She managed to whimper before a string of moans and swears left her mouth. You move angles to hit her clit even better with yours and you start to join her in screaming. Looking up from her gorgeous body to her stunning face.
Tears prick her cloudy eyes with her face flushed, her breath hitching as she gets closer to her 3rd orgasm
“Please, p-please, n-no more..” she begs, her body shaking alongside the ground around you two once again, definitely expecting complaints from neighbors. “C’mon baby you can take it, world’s strongest earthbender can handle a little pressure on her clit can’t she? Good girl, keep going”
She groans at your mock praise and continues to fuck into you, grinding feverishly into your pussy as you add in another finger for a total of three.
Licking the tears off her face while she wraps her strong arms around your neck pulling you closer with your lips next to her face. Licking the shell of her ear as she finally arches her back even harder and lets her orgasm wash over her.
“You did so good pretty girl.” She’s now curled in your lap, resting her head lazily on your shoulder while she catches her breath.
toph walks around with hickies on her neck shamelessly. unlike aang, who covers up the marks left by katara, toph wears hers with pride.
she's prideful over the pretty girl she always has waiting at home, ready to paint toph's body with dark love marks. she has them all over her neck, her shoulders, and sometimes even on her biceps.
if toph sees you before she goes to see the rest of the gang, you make sure to leave your mark by pressing kisses all over her body—ensuring that your lipstick stains her skin.
"toph," sokka would grimace at the sight of toph. "you need to tell your girl to lay off. she's sucking you dry like a vampire."
toph would only grin.
she can never see the marks you leave on her, of course, but the sensitivity of her bruised skin is enough to make her go fucking crazy. it was always a reminder of you.
toph beifong as your gf headcanons .ᐟ.ᐟ wlw⸝⸝ some 18+ nsfw
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✮ gf!toph beifong gets jealous so fast. when she gets jealous, you have to run. seriously. petty remarks, constant eyerolling, arms always crossed, pouty, and grumpy. if she's upset, she's going to make it everyone else's problem.
"toph, can you please stop being childish and talk to me?" you'd protest weakly. and instead of being a mature adult about it, she'd scoff out a laugh and say, "me? being a child? look who's talking! with the way you're flaunting yourself in front of other people." "toph, if you're jealous, just say that." "yeah, you fucking wish."
✮ gf!toph beifong who shows her soft side in the most simple ways. after long days of training where you haven't seen her all day, and she knows you're at home waiting for her, she'll come home with all your favorite foods. pork buns to go with a cup of your favorite tea. "toph? you brought this home for me?" "yeah, yeah, whatever. eat it now before it gets cold."
✮ gf!toph beifong secretly loves it when you pull her hair. she'll be completely dominant in bed, having you bent in the craziest positions, crying out her name like a prayer. but the minute you tug on those long, black strands? you're cooked. she'll growl deep in her throat and spin you around, burying your face into the pillows. "you shouldn't have done that."
✮ gf!toph beifong loves putting her fingers in your mouth. she doesn't know how to explain it. maybe because of how wet and warm it is and it gets you to stop talking?
✮ gf!toph beifong is actually a little spoon. big, strong arms wrapped around your waist while her face is tucked against your breasts. her legs are tangled tightly with yours, keeping them completely still. when you try to shift around to get comfortable, she'll only pull you closer. "don't go," she'd mumble tiredly.
✮ gf!toph beifong is a nacho reheater i'm sorry. you'll say something funny to her one day and she'll barely chuckle with a "that was pretty good babe." but then she'll re-use that same joke with the gaang without giving you credit.
✮ gf!toph beifong always needs to be touching you in one way or another. whether it's clinging to your arm in a crowded place, or her knee constantly brushing yours. if you so much as say, "i'm going to the bathroom, be right back—" she's already sticking to you like a loyal puppy. "i'm coming with you."
✮ gf!toph beifong says "i love you" more in her sleep than she does when she's awake.
your puppy ❤︎ adult! toph beifong x f!reader ⸝⸝ 18+ nsfw
summary: you wait for your girlfriend toph at home with a surprise—a white, fluffy tail between your legs that you know she's going to have fun playing with.
warnings: smut, porn without plot, established relationship, calls you "pet" "slut", degradation and praise kink, reader has a tail butt plug, nipple play, soft dom toph. mommy kink, thigh humping, spanking
a/n: based on this plink. i'm sorry i'm a freak. dividers by me. dt to my bae @mikaelvr who's been waiting for this. i'm sorry its kinda short </3
wordcount: 1.1k masterlist
You heard Toph’s footsteps getting louder from outside the front door of your shared home. You stood right by the entrance with a silk robe on, and a special surprise that’s been waiting for her in between your legs.
A white, fluffy tail hung past your thighs that swayed every time you moved your body. Your hands were perched behind your back like a doll, teeth playing at your bottom lip as you anticipated your girlfriend’s return.
The door slowly pulled open, and since she was able to sense your presence standing right there, a lazy smile tugged at the corners of Toph’s lips.
She shut the door gently, tossing her bag carelessly somewhere on the floor.
“Good girl, always waiting for me,” she praised quietly. She was tired—likely exhausted from training—but she always made sure to greet you properly without fail.
Toph met you where you stood, her hand finding your shoulder before bringing it up cup your cheek, pulling you in for a kiss. You moaned softly against her mouth, and she slid her strong forearm behind your lower back, pulling you tight against her chest.
“Long day?” you murmured against her cheek.
She sighed softly. “Yeah.” Her hand slid lower, and just as she was about you squeeze your ass to pull you in even deeper, she froze at the feeling of something soft graze her fingers.
“Oh? What do we have here?” she mused, her hand caressing the tail.
You whimpered softly, the plug shifting slightly in your stretched and sensitive hole as she caressed the tail gently. “Just a little surprise.”
Toph chuckled low at the sound of you, leaning in closer until her hot breath nipped at your earlobe.
“What’s this?” she murmured against your ear. “You want to be my puppy?”
Your face was burning hot. You had been starved of her touch all day, and you felt your patience fraying by the second. You started shifting around, whimpering with every caress she gave to the toy that was keeping you plugged up.
You nodded with a soft sigh. “I want to be your puppy, Tophie.”
She grinned, tucking her nose into the crook of your neck as she began to pepper kisses along the column of your throat. “Have you been a good girl while I was gone?”
You whimpered, nodding frantically.
She tugged on the tail, displeased, making you gasp sharply. “Use your words, pet.”
Toph was already getting riled up, leaning heavily into the roleplay, and you felt yourself getting wetter by the second. She hadn’t even touched you down there yet, but you were already dripping from her taunts alone.
“I’ve been a good girl,” you whined. “A very, very good girl!”
She hummed, contemplating your words. Then she pulled her hand away with an almost displeased-sounding sigh and walked over to the couch. Her weight sank into the cushions as she leaned back, spreading her legs to make space for you.
“Come here,” Toph commanded, tapping the space. “Sit on mommy’s lap.”
Timidly, your bare feet pattered against the floor to meet Toph at the couch.
“Face me,” she added.
She looked so good spread out like this. Her sightless eyes were tired, yet hungry. Her muscular arm rested on top of the couch while the other rested on her strong thigh as she waited for you to enter her space.
Biting your lower lip, you carefully climbed onto her lap, your legs straddling her hips. Your arms rested on her broad shoulders for support. You wanted nothing more than to lean in and kiss her—but you had to be a good girl and listen to her commands first.
“That’s a good girl,” she cooed, her rough palms sliding up your bare legs—feeling you up—before shifting to your bottom.
You gasped, leaning into her chest when she cupped your ass with her greedy hands.
“So reactive. And I bet you’re so wet, too…” she murmured. Her hands made quick work of removing your silk robe, taking her time as if unwrapping a personal present.
Once you were completely bare on her lap, she leaned in and swiped her tongue over the curve of your breast. It wasn’t long before her greedy, wet mouth caught your nipple. You felt the vibration of her groan against your chest as she pressed her nose to your skin, her tongue swiping and flickering against your sensitive, hardened nipple.
The sensation was too delicious, your belly pooling with a heat that rapidly built between your legs. Without thinking, you started to grind your hips against her strong, muscular thigh. She chuckled—that taunting, deep chuckle that only made you wetter as you stained her pants with your juice.
“That’s it, pet. Rock your hips back and forth, just like that…” she murmured raspily, peppering tickling kisses all over your neck.
Her hand found the tail, caressing it gently in a way that made you whimper. “Does it feel good, baby?”
“Mmm—yes, Toph—!”
Toph’s hand suddenly rose and landed hard on the curve of your bare ass, making you grip her broad shoulders with a pathetic squeal.
“When you’re rubbing your cunt all over my leg, you don’t get to call me by my name,” she lectured, her voice rough and impatient. “Use the right words, or I’ll bend you over my lap and spank you ’til you cry.”
She raised her hand to deliver another hard strike, making you wince as your eyes welled with tears.
“I-I’m sorry, mommy. It feels good—”
Another spank cracked against your skin. You cried out, but your core only grew wetter.
“Ow! Toph, what was that for—!”
Another hard spank echoed through the room. Suddenly, she grabbed your waist and lifted you up and over her lap with ease. Your bare chest made contact with her hard, solid thighs while she kept your naked, vulnerable bottom spread over her lap.
Her rough palms rubbed up and down your burning skin, soothing the ache with just her fingertips.
“Better,” she rumbled. “Good girl. That’s my good girl. You always make mommy so happy, you know that?”
You whimpered, your forehead pressing into her knee as you tried to catch your breath. A cruel mixture of arousal and fear was spinning inside your head.
“I love making my mommy happy.” you choked out, a wave of embarassment making your face burn hotter.
She hummed in approval, but she didn’t let you up. Her fingers crept down toward the base of the tail, then her knuckles brushed against the sensitive aching skin of your inner thighs. You gasped, your hips twitching instinctively for more of her touch.
“You’re so tight around this plug,” she whispered, teasing the edge of the tail. “I wonder how tight your pussy will be around mommy’s fingers, too.”
if you've made it this far, as always thank you so much for taking the time to read my work. interactions are always appreciated, I love reading every bit of them!
Do you think Toph would be a toxic romantic partner?
Basically I've seen people claim she'd be toxic/noncommittal just because she had those two relationships that didn't work out and wasn't exactly an exemplary mother. But we've also seen how much she values having a connection with someone/genuine feelings. I find it hard to believe she'd be a bad partner if she fell in love, but what do you think?
hi there! i wouldn't call toph a toxic romantic partner. i don't ever see her being "toxic" (though i can't lie, i'll eat it up in fanfiction). however, i do see her being the type who's unable to express her feelings well, which can easily be misinterpreted as toxicity.
she's the type of person who loves her freedom, and whether she's tied down in a relationship or even has a wedding ring on her finger, she'll always find a way to be free. which could mean coming home late without notice because she wanted to train, leaving the bed without a kiss because she doesn't see the need for it, or getting dinner on her own because she didn't want to wait for her partner. these are all things that could easily be seen as "selfish" or even "toxic," but i just think toph genuinely wouldn't have a clue that what she was doing could cause harm. she jus wants to live her life
i do see toph having more sweet moments than bad ones though. i think she'd be very taunting and teasy as a girlfriend. definitely ragebaity. a lot of times, people on the outside might look at them and think "wtf, why is she treating or talking to her partner like that?" but that's just how she expresses her love. it's playful, nonserious, and all about getting a reaction out of her partner, whether it's good or bad
hihihi!! protective toph whose mean to everyone except us, maybe after a dangerous encounter with the gaang?? save us with your writing🥹
ꫂ᭪ ݁ protective toph who’s only nice to you
content: fluff, nonbender!reader, f!reader, mean!toph, basically what the request says.
wc: 1.5k
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appa’s tired yawns — paired with some of your own — urged you to make a stop in the middle of the forest, deciding to make camp there until sunrise.
you circled the crackling fire lit by zuko, appreciating its warmth during this cold starry night. sokka grilled food over it as the rest of you argued about your travels, again.
“come on, tophh!” aang pleaded, gently shaking her. “we all want to go to ba sing se for a few days, you’re the only one who doesn’t want to!”
“no, forget it.” toph scoffed, pushing him away with a swat of her hand. she crosses her arms over her chest, leaning back against the bark of the tree behind her. “if you idiots all want to go, suit yourselves. i’m not going to that hellhole again.”
katara groans, throwing her arms up in the air. “you always do this, toph! it’s a fine destination, i don’t get why you’re being so stubborn about it.”
“if you want to go so bad, just go!” toph snaps, shutting her eyes in frustration. “i’m not holding you back. i’ll be fine here alone.”
“you know we can’t do that..” aang mumbles, nipping sulkily at the fish handed to him by sokka. “we always travel together.”
katara rolls her eyes, “wow, toph being selfish, what’s new?”
“don’t test me, sugar queen. i’m really not in the mood.”
you and zuko exchange awkward glances at the escalating tension — you two often opted out of arguments like these, since you were the newest additions to the group.
even though you were toph’s girlfriend, it just always felt inappropriate to interfere when it didn’t directly involve you. after all, they knew each other much longer than you did. they could sort this out by themselves; they always did.
“calm down guys,” sokka munches lazily on his half-burnt fish, “just sit down and talk it out. it’s just a trip, no need to get this heated about it. isn’t that right, zuko?” he teasingly leans on him, and the poor boy casts you the most pitiful look ever. it screamed “please help me, i don’t know what to say.”
you clear your throat, trying to lighten the mood with a flustered smile. “sokka’s right! we.. we should just talk it out. i personally think ba sing se is a nice place to—”
“alright.” toph sits up, casually stretching her arms with a soft grunt. “we’ll go, then.”
you all blink, staring at her, stunned into silence for a hot minute.
katara huffs, “didn’t you just say—”
“what’s your problem?” toph cuts her off, her head whipping her way.
“okayyy!!” aang quickly wraps his arms around both of them, nervously hugging them before another fight erupts again. “so, problem’s solved. we’re going to ba sing se!”
zuko prods at your shoulder, and he’s completely incredulous when you turn to face him. “how did you do that?”
you return his bewilderment with wide eyes, shrugging. “i have no idea.”
“it’s ‘cause toph’s whipped,” sokka whispers to both of you, his cheek still pressed flush against zuko’s shoulder. he nods solemnly, waving his now empty stick up and down, “that demon only listens to her girl. seriously she’s— ahh!”
one second he was next to both of you, the next one rocks beneath him shifted to send him flying into the trees behind him.
your girlfriend’s voice pierces through your eardrums, causing you all to wince. “i’m blind, not deaf!”
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the next morning, katara softly nudges you awake, letting out a small laugh at your bed hair. “morning, sleepyhead. we’re almost ready, pack up.”
you nod, half-asleep, and look around you. they’d loaded almost everything on appa, all that was left was you and— oh, toph.
katara follows your gaze and sighs, “yeah, we left that task for you too. please wake that monster up.”
you chuckle, looking up at katara, “hey, that’s my girlfriend.”
“that much is clear,” she stands up, smoothing down her top. “your monster girlfriend.”
you roll up your sleeping bag, then head over to where your “monster girlfriend” laid. legs sprawled in humanly impossible directions, drool leaking out of her lips, disheveled hair pooling messily under her..
only toph could still look endearing this way. well, you seemed to be the only one sharing that opinion.
you smile, kneeling by her side and gently brushing some strands away from her forehead, “sweetheart?”
“mh..” she stirs, features already twisting into an angry frown and she wasn’t even awake yet.
“it’s me,” you add, and her body visibly relaxes. the teal eyes you fell in love with slowly crack open, “.. hm. morning, baby.”
you press a soft kiss to her cheek, but as you’re pulling away, you’re suddenly tugged down to her side.
“toph!” you exclaim, startled and smitten by the cheeky grin on her face. “we have to leave..”
she buries her face into your neck, grumbling sleepily, “but i wanna sleep.”
you exhale, giving her face a light pat. “come on, we don’t have much time. you can sleep on my lap when we get on appa, alright?”
“sweet.” she rasps before pressing a warm kiss to your neck, sending a shiver up your spine. “that’s a deal. let’s go, then.”
of course. that’s what she wanted anyway.
you finish slinging the rest of your stuff over appa, then finally get on the saddle.
“yip-yip!” aang rubs the bison’s head, and with that, you embark on a sweet ride conversing and laughing with the rest of your friends, your grumpy girlfriend snoring on your lap as you absentmindedly rake your hands through her dark hair.
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at aang’s request, you first stroll around the outskirts of ba sing se, where he claimed to know this perfect spot over the walls to view the city in its entirety.
“here!” he happily points to a set of old but gorgeous stairs, spiraling to the very top of the outer wall. “just be careful, the stone’s a little ancient. you know, this was actually built during..”
you hold toph’s hand behind you tightly, slowly marching up the stairs since their width only allowed you to walk one by one, all while aang gave you a free history lesson about their origin.
“this is so annoying,” your girlfriend grumbles behind you, and you bite down on your lip to not laugh at how pouty she sounded.
you don’t know if you imagined it, but you were almost sure you heard a crack at your next footstep.
you look down to check, and before you even spot the crack forming upwards from where you stood, toph’s loud voice rings out behind you to confirm your doubts, “watch out!”
strong arms are immediately wrapped around you, the concrete beneath you giving way and causing you all to plunge down with startled screams.
toph earthbends the wall into a slide, cushioning your fall as she holds you tightly against her when you land.
thankfully, you guys had only climbed up a few feet so the worst part of it was the initial fear, but it might as well have been a volcanic eruption with how worriedly your girlfriend checked your body for bruises.
“are you really okay, baby?” she runs her hands up your waist, ridiculously panicked for someone so carefree. “does it hurt anywhere?”
“toph—” you blush, a little embarrassed at how big of a deal she was making this little fall out to be, “i’m fine, i promise! .. thank you for catching me.”
“yeah, that was real nice of you, toph.” katara dusts herself, glaring at her. “thank you for saving your girlfriend and completely forgetting us.”
toph scoffs, rolling her eyes. “please, it’s only a few feet. and you’re benders anyway, you can take care of yourselves.”
“hello! i’m not a bender.” sokka quips, crossing his arms.
“you have legs and arms,” she replies, completely unbothered as her hands slide down to feel up your legs. “use them.”
he gasps dramatically, clutching his chest. “use them how!? i could’ve died, and it would’ve been all your fault, toph! i hope you know that!”
“oh no,” she deadpans, picking you up bridal style to pepper kisses all over your forehead. “figure it out, dumbass.” her attention is back on you and she smiles, “anyways, princess, let’s take you someplace safe. you got a cut on your ankle.”
he glances between you two and the rest of the gaang — who all simply shrugged, used to this fate —, utterly scandalized, “this is blatant favouritism!”
“boohoo,” she walks off, blowing a raspberry to him over her shoulder. “find someone else to save your whiny incompetent ass from a tiny fall.”
you sigh, flushed with embarrassment and exasperation. “tophie, you shouldn’t be so—”
“shh.” she takes you off guard with a gentle kiss to your lips, effectively shutting you up. she smirks at your silence, “don’t worry your pretty little head about them. they’ll live.”
you look away, cheeks warm enough to cook an egg on them.
.. seriously, ridiculous. she’s ridiculous.
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* i need more awkward zuko representation, that guy is a LOSER i love him
What do you think of a Toph x Pregnant Reader story where both already have families with Lin and Suyin? But when Reader's baby is born, it turns out years later to be a lava bender, and Toph is incredibly excited, even if she doesn't show it.
Let's say the reader is a fire bender. Toph and the reader were always playfully arguing about which bender the baby would be: Fire or Earth. Imagine their surprise when they both get a mix of both!
Could you please capture Toph and the reader's reactions, as well as Lin and Suyin cheering them on completely?
By the way, I love your writing and I think you're one of the few people who write Toph for the character she is and don't make her completely unchangeable
A Path Of Ger Own
Pairing: Toph Beifong x Wife Reader
WC: 5k+
Synopsis: You have to break the news to your daughter's that you're pregnant and it doesn't go very well. Basically the request.
Content/Warnings: Fluff.
Sitting down and breaking the news to your very grown, very adult children that you were pregnant was not the easiest task. Lin was twenty-two, climbing the ranks at the police department in hopes of one day taking over for Toph. Su was seventeen, though she acted like she was the same age as Lin with the way she bossed you and Toph around the house.
You had just finished dinner, and now you were all sprawled across the living room. Some horror movie Suyin had insisted on was playing as she curled against her mama, who was already beginning to drift off to sleep beside her. Toph didn't see the point of grand reveals. After raising two kids, she'd simply told you to get it over with and just tell them.
But you were stressed, hormonal, and you had no idea how they were going to take the news.
You had talked yourself out of it several times that night. Even now, sitting on the opposite couch and watching your family piled together, it still didn't feel like the right time. But you were going to start showing soon, and they deserved to know.
Taking a quiet breath, you reached for the remote and paused the movie. Su was the first to react. Her head whipped toward you so fast it was almost comical, as though you'd just committed a crime she might never forgive.
“Mom!” She groaned dramatically, throwing her hands into the air. “It was just getting to the good part.”
Toph let out a sleepy grunt from the other end of the couch, one arm still draped around Su's shoulders. “Kid, if you wanted the good part, you picked the wrong movie. It sounds terrible.”
“How would you know?” Su countered, turning in her mother's hold. “You've literally been asleep for the last twenty minutes. I didn't even get to explain the plot to you yet.”
“I wasn't sleeping.” Toph lies easily. “I was resting my eyes.”
“You snored.” Su deadpans.
Toph titled her head, never one to accept defeat. “I was listening.”
Lin, seated in the armchair with a book balanced in her lap, lowered it just enough to glance between the three of you. “Can we settle the debate later? Mom paused it for a reason.”
The room quieted and three pairs of eyes settled on you. Your throat suddenly felt dry now that you were the center of attention. You opened your mouth once then closed it again.
Toph tilted her head in your direction, sensing the hesitation immediately. Even half asleep, she knew you better than anyone. “Baby?”
Your fingers tightened around the remote until your knuckles ached from clenching them so hard.
“There... um..” You swallowed. “There's actually something your mama and I wanted to tell you.”
Suyin straightened like she was bracing herself for something awful. Lin closed her book completely, setting it aside without taking her eyes off you. Neither of them spoke, and somehow the silence that settled over the room felt heavier than the horror movie ever had.
When you didn't answer fast enough, the guesses started.
“Are you sick?” Su asked, her voice wavering more with every passing second. “Because... you haven't really been eating, and the other day I heard you throwing up in the bathroom.”
Lin's head snapped toward her sister, her expression hardening. “Mom's been sick, and you didn't think to tell me?”
“I didn't know it was a big deal!” Su added defensively. “She told me she was fine, so I believed her.”
“You should've told me anyway.” Lin shot back angrily. “I have a right to know.”
“And make you panic over nothing?” Su argued, and she had a point out of the two of them Lin was more likely to freak out.
“It clearly wasn't nothing.” Lin pointed out with huff.
Their bickering washed over you, neither of them noticing the guilty look spreading across your face. They weren't angry with each other, you knew thaf more than anything. You could see both of their sides and that was the problem.
Toph sighed from beside Su, rubbing at her face before sitting up properly. “Hey.” Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried enough authority to stop both daughters mid-argument. “Knock it off.”
The room fell quiet again.
Lin's shoulders were rigid, every muscle in her body tense as she looked back at you. Su had gone pale, her foot bouncing anxiously against the floor.
“Mom,” Lin said more softly this time. “Are you okay?”
Your heart squeezed.
You hadn't expected this. You'd spent the entire day worrying they would think you were too old to have another baby, that they'd be embarrassed, annoyed, maybe even offended that their parents were starting all over again.
Instead, they'd skipped right past every possibility and landed on the one that terrified them most. Losing you to something awful.
You fiddled with your pant leg in an attempt to distract yourself from the anxiety rising in your belly. You coukd feel Toph's energy from the other side of the room, silently telling you to spit it out already before the girls really start to think somethings wrong.
“No,” You answered, your voice barely above a whisper. “I'm not sick.”
Neither of them relaxed after hearing your words. Su leaned forward on the couch. “Then what's going on?”
You let out a nervous laugh, though it came out shakier than you intended.
“I've been throwing up because…” You glanced at Toph, who simply shrugged as if to say See? Told you this would've been easier if you'd just said it. “I'm pregnant.”
The room got eerily silent as you waited for your daughter's honest reactions.
Lin was the first to speak, her brows slowly pulled together as if she'd heard the words perfectly but her brain had decided to reject them anyway. “What?”
“I'm pregnant,” You repeated, unable to stop the small, nervous smile tugging at your lips.
Your children stared at you as if you had suddent grown two heads and Toph folded her arms across her chest, looking far too pleased with herself.
“Took you long enough,” She muttered. “I've been waiting all day for you to spit it out and tell them already.”
Neither daughter acknowledged Toph's comment. They were too stunned to formulate words and you understood this was alot for then and gave them the necessary time they needed to work through it.
“You're serious?” Su whispered.
You nodded. “I went to the healer a few days ago. We wanted to be certain before telling you.”
“But-” Su opened her mouth and closed it again, pointing between you and Toph in disbelief. “You're-you're having a baby?”
Toph snorted from beside her. “Pretty sure that's what pregnant means, honey.”
Lin finally found her voice. “How?”
Toph turned toward the sound with the flattest expression imaginable. “When two women love each other very much-..”
“Oh, spirits, I know how babies are made,” Lin groaned, dragging a hand down her face. “That's not what I meant.”
A grin spread across Toph's face, she'd never tire of teasing her children. “Then ask a better question.”
For the first time since you'd paused the movie, a laugh escaped you. The tension eased, if only for a moment.
“What did you mean, sweetheart?” You asked gently.
Lin rubbed the back of her neck, suddenly looking far less composed than she had a minute ago.
“It's just,” Her eyes darted toward Su, silently pleading for help, but for perhaps the first time in her life, her younger sister had absolutely nothing to say. “You guys aren't exactly getting any younger.”
“Ouch.” You replied dramatically, placing a hand over your heart.
The joke landed, earning a snort from Toph and the ghost of a smile from Su, but beneath your playful tone you had to swallow the lump rising in your throat. You knew Lin hadn't meant to hurt your feelings. She never would. Still, hearing your daughter's first reaction boiled down to your age stung more than you cared to admit.
Lin noticed the shift almost as soon as it happened. “Mom,” She started quietly. “I didn't mean it like that.”
Your eyes stung with tears that you refused to let fall. “I know.”
“No, I don't think you do.” She leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees as she searched for the right words. For someone who spent every day giving orders and handling impossible situations at work, this conversation had left her fumbling.
“It's not because I think you're too old to have another baby,” Lin said carefully. “It's because you're my mom.”
The room stayed silent, letting her continue.
“I grew up watching you take care of everyone else.” Her gaze flickered toward Toph before settling back on you. “You barely slept when Su was little. You worked yourself into the ground making sure we had everything we needed. You always put us first.”
She paused, drawing in a slow breath. “And now you've finally gotten to a point where things are easier.”
You listened without interrupting, your heart thundering in your chest as her words warshed over you.
“I'm twenty-two,” Lin continued. “Su's almost an adult. You don't have diapers anymore. No midnight feedings. No toddlers climbing all over the furniture. You and Mom were finally getting your lives back.”
Her voice softened.
“So when you said you were pregnant.” She shook her head with a quiet laugh. “My first thought wasn't 'that's weird.' It was..” She looked down at the floor for a second before meeting your eyes again. “Are they really starting over?”
Your eyes burned, Before you could answer, Su finally found her voice. “I kind of thought the same thing.”
Everyone looked toward her, She hugged one of the throw pillows against her chest, suddenly seeming much younger than seventeen.
“I wasn't thinking about your age.” She grimaced. “Well, maybe a little.”
“Thanks,” You deadpanned.
Suyin winced, “Sorry.”
A tiny smile tugged at your lips, encouraging her to continue.
“I just,” She sighed. “I guess I always imagined it'd just be us. Me, Lin, you, and Mama.” Her fingers tightened around the pillow. “Everything's gonna change now.”
There it was, not judgment or embarrassment. It was fear of the unknown, that the family she'd always known was about to become something unfamiliar.
You crossed the room before either of them could say another word. Kneeling in front of the couch, you reached out and took one of Su's hands before extending the other toward Lin.
“This baby isn't replacing either of you.” You tell them firmly, your voice conveying just how serious you were.
“You don't stop being our children because another one is coming.” Your thumb brushed over Su's knuckles. “There isn't a limit to how much your mama and I can love.”
Toph gave a quiet hum of agreement from the couch behind you. “If anything,” She added, “you're both getting promoted.”
Su blinked. “Promoted?’
“Yeah.” A grin spread across Toph's face. “Congratulations. You're a pair of big sisters.”
Lin let out a breath that sounded suspiciously close to a laugh. “I've been a big sister for seventeen years.”
“Now you're gonna be even bigger.” Toph says simply.
“Mama.” Lin started, shaking her head.
“What?” Toph shrugged innocently. “I thought it sounded inspirational.”
Su groaned, burying her face in the pillow. “That was so bad.”
“It was,” Lin agreed.
Toph looked thoroughly pleased with herself anyway. You shook your head, smiling despite the tears gathering in your eyes.
“They're both still in shock,” Toph said, tilting her head toward you. “Give 'em a minute. They haven't figured out they're happy yet.”
Neither Lin nor Su denied it and for now fhat was okay.
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It was a quiet night at home. You sat at the kitchen table with what Toph had affectionately started calling your latest culinary crime—a steaming bowl of extra spicy ramen loaded with shredded chicken, a plate of green grapes on the side, and a cup of hot jasmine tea. Six months into the pregnancy, your cravings had only become stranger. Some days you wanted pickles dipped in honey. Other days it was smoked fish with sweet pastries. Tonight, for reasons neither of you could begin to understand, your stomach had decided scorching noodles, juicy grapes, and tea belonged together.
Toph sat across from you with her own much less offensive dinner, her nose wrinkling every time another wave of chili-laced steam drifted across the table.
“I don't know how you're eating that,” She muttered, leaning back in her chair. “My eyes are watering just sitting here.”
“It isn't that spicy.” You shrugged, holding the chopsticks up to her lips. “You want a taste?”
Toph scooted her chair further away from you creating more distance. “Hell no!”
You lifted another tangled bite of noodles with your chopsticks, blowing on them before taking a contented mouthful. “You're just dramatic.”
“Says the woman eating lava.” You only smiled around another bite, reaching for a grape afterward as though the combination made perfect sense.
Toph tilted her head in your direction, a grin slowly pulling at the corner of her mouth. “That's disgusting by the way.”
“Good thing it's not for you then.” You laughed, rubbing your hand absentmindedly over the curve of your stomach. The baby gave a small kick beneath your palm, earning another thoughtful tilt of Toph's head.
“I think this one's finally breaking the earthbender streak,” You said, smiling to yourself. “We're finally getting another firebender in this family.”
“Absolutely not.” Toph didn't even hesitate. She rested one elbow on the table, her bare foot lightly touching the floor beneath her chair. Though she couldn't see your belly, her seismic sense had become almost second nature throughout your pregnancy. Every tiny stretch, every roll, every energetic kick echoed through the vibrations she felt. “She feels like an earthbender.”
You raised an eyebrow. “Feels like an earthbender?”
Toph nodded, “Mhm.”
“And what exactly does an earthbender fetus feel like?” You asked honestly.
Toph pointed toward your stomach with complete confidence. “Stubborn.”
You laughed. “They're all stubborn.”
“Not like this one.” Toph folded her arms. “This kid plants herself in one spot for half the day, then decides she's gonna elbow every organ you've got because she doesn't feel like moving around them.”
“She's making room.” You defended playfully.
Toph didn't miss a beat. “She's declaring territory.”
You snorted, amusement shining in your eyes. “I think she's a firebender.”
Toph paused mid bite. “Oh?”
“Think about what she's done to me.” You gestured toward your dinner even though you knew she couldn't see you do it. “I've spent six months inhaling anything spicy enough to make normal people cry.”
“You've always liked spicy food.” Toph pointed out, not yet believing your argument.
“Not enough to put chili oil on noodles that already came with chili oil.” You tell her, swirling more noodles around your chopsticks.
Her shoulder dropped a fraction. “Fair point.”
You looked positively smug.
“And she runs hot.” You tugged lightly at the collar of your shirt. “Everyone else is cold while I'm opening windows in the middle of winter.”
Toph waved you off. “Pregnancy does that.”
“I also burned breakfast yesterday.” You responded, grasping at straws now as toph completely dissected each argument.
Toph laughed, the sound warm enough to fill the kitchen. “Now you're just saying stuff.”
You leaned back in your chair, rubbing your stomach again as another kick landed against your ribs.
“There,” You declared triumphantly. “Did you feel that? That was a firebender kick.”
Toph's expression didn't change. “Nope.”
“It was.” You insisted.
“Earthbender.”
You narrowed your eyes at her, you could do this all day. “Fire.”
She turned her head in your direction, her sightless eyas meeting you head on. “Earth.”
“She kicked because she agreed with me.”
Toph barked out a laugh. “She kicked because she heard you talking nonsense.”
“Oh, so now she understands conversations?” You huffed, a pout forming on your lips.
“I've been talking to her for months.” Toph's voice had dropped into something quieter, more intimate.
You still wouldn't let up even when the tone she was using made your heart skip a beat. “So have I.”
“Yeah,” Toph said with a grin. “And every time I tell her she's gonna be an earthbender, she settles down.”
You gasped. “That's because she's waiting for me to defend her.”
Toph pushed her chair back before walking around the table, stopping beside you. One hand rested gently over yours on your stomach, her smile softening despite the playful argument.
The baby shifted beneath both your palms, slowing down just enough for the ache in your lower back to ease.
“There,” Toph said, her voice nice and smug as her point was proven once again. “See? She's already calmed down just by my presence.”
You rolled your eyes. “I felt a little spark.”
“You imagined it.” Toph says, rubbing soothing circles across your belly.
Your eyes fluttered shut as you leaned back in your chair, enjoying the feel of her hand soothing both you and your child. “You refuse to admit I'm right.”
“Because you aren't and that's okay baby we all make mistakes.”
You leaned your forehead against her shoulder with a quiet laugh. “I can't wait until this baby's born.”
“Me neither.” Toph whispered, her voice full of affection.
“So I can prove you wrong.” You added, ruining the tender moment.
Toph smirked, brushing a kiss against the top of your head.
“Or,” She said, “You'll spend the next twenty years raising the most stubborn little earthbender this family's ever seen.”
“And if she's a firebender?” You asked, glancing up at her.
Toph's grin only widened. “Then I'll know she got her attitude from you.”
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You were stretched out on one of the lounge chairs beneath the warm afternoon sun, content to let the breeze drift lazily through the gardens of Zaofu. It had been far too long since the entire family had gathered in one place without politics, police work, or world-ending disasters pulling everyone in different directions.
Suyin had insisted everyone visit for the week, and somehow she had even convinced Lin to step away from her responsibilities with the precinct and watching over the new Avatar.
The peace, however, didn't extend to the training courtyard.
Your youngest daughter, Rin, fourteen years old and stubborn enough to rival both of her mothers, was training alongside her older sisters while Toph paced the edge of the arena. Retirement had never suited her. She still carried herself with the same confidence that had once commanded an entire police force.
Time had left its mark in subtle, beautiful ways. Fine lines framed her mouth whenever she smiled, delicate crow's feet gathered at the corners of her pale green eyes, and her dark hair was now streaked generously with silver that hung in a long braid that rested against the middle of her back. Age hadn't diminished her in the slightest. If anything, it had made her more striking. There was a quiet strength to her now, earned through decades of protecting her family and helping shape an entire city.
“Again,” Toph called, planting her feet firmly into the ground. “Quit thinking so hard.”
“I am trying!” Rin growled, her legs faltering in the stance Toph had her in.
“I know you're trying. So stop and just do as I say.” Toph barked, her arms folded behind her back as she scrutinized her daughter's posture through the soles of her feet.
Rin groaned loud enough for everyone to hear. “That doesn't even make sense!”
“It does if you stop overthinking every little movement.” Toph snapped back just as fiercely. Out of all of her children, Toph and Rin collided the most. She had your fiery spirit down to a tea.
A loud clang echoed across the courtyard as another sheet of metal refused to respond.
From beside you came an exaggerated sigh. Suyin flopped into the empty lounge chair, wiping sweat from the back of her neck before reaching for the pitcher of iced tea sitting between you.
“Rin looks about five seconds away from crying because she still can't metalbend,” Su admitted quietly, all traces of her usual teasing gone. “I hate seeing her like this.”
You looked toward the training grounds. Rin stood rigidly in place, shoulders tight, jaw clenched so firmly you could see the muscles twitching from where you sat. Every failed attempt seemed to chip away at her confidence a little more.
“She's a late bloomer,” You said gently, though the reassurance felt painfully familiar.
The words carried a weight of guilt you couldn't hide. You knew exactly what it was like growing up surrounded by impossible expectations. Lin had become one of the greatest metalbenders in history. Su had mastered styles most people spent decades learning. Every lesson Rin attended came with comparisons she never asked for.
She wasn't trying to become better than her sisters. She was simply desperate not to fall behind them.
“I remember feeling like that,” Su confessed, watching Rin from across the courtyard. “Not with metalbending... but with Mom.”
You glanced toward her, your eyes softening.
“I spent years thinking I'd never be enough for her.” She added, the impossible standards that came with being a beifong will always be a burden your children will carry despite raising them not to care what others think.
You reached out for her hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. “You were.”
“I know that now.” Su smiled faintly, a distant look in her eyes. “Rin doesn't.”
Another metallic groan rang through the courtyard. Toph crouched beside Rin, saying something too quiet for either of you to hear.
Rin nodded and you watched as she took a breath. Your daughter planted her feet into the earth perfectly only for the metal panel not to move at all, not even a twitch.
Just when Toph was about to comment something that would definitely make things worse the teenager finally snapped.
“I'M TRYING!” Rin shouted, tears stinging her eyes as she slammed both fists toward the earth.
The courtyard trembled under her rage, At first it looked like an ordinary earthbending strike. Then the stone beneath Rin's feet cracked apart and orange light burst through the fractures.
“Mom?" Su whispered.
The cracks widened and split open like spider webs. Heat rolled across the courtyard in suffocating waves as glowing molten rock forced its way through the training floor, turning solid stone into rivers of brilliant orange.
For one impossible moment nobody moved. Lin stared wide eyed and Su's jaw dropped. Even you found yourself frozen in complete disbelief before your maternal instinct kicked in and you were on your feet and across the yard before you could blink.
“She's a Lava bender.” Lin breathed, fascinated.
The realization struck everyone at once. Rin hadn't failed to metalbend, She had just discovered an entirely different talent.
Unfortunately for all of you, She had no idea how to stop it and it terrified her.
“Mama!” Rin cried, stumbling backward as another stream of molten stone spread across the arena. “I-I can't control it!”
Panic flooded her face and your heart hammered in your chest. You couldn't reach them, not with the lava pooling. You were a fire bender yourself, but it seemed the more terrified she became the more it spread amd you couldn't cool it all.
Every frightened breath only made the lava surge farther, swallowing chunks of the training grounds. “I can't stop!”
“Rin.” Toph's voice cut cleanly through the chaos. The single word carried decades of authority. “You're okay, just focus on me.”
Rin's frantic breathing faltered, she listened to her mama, tears streaming down her cheeks freely now. “I'm scared..”
“I know.” Toph sighed, her voice low, still keeping the same calm.
Rin's eyes left her mother as the heat intensified around them. “It's spreading!”
“Lava does that.” She said plainly.
"I don't know what I'm doing!"
Toph stepped closer without a trace of hesitation, stopping only a few feet from the glowing river separating them.
“You don't,” She agreed calmly, another pulse of lava rippled outward. “But you know what?”
Rin shook her head desperately.
“Neither did I.” Toph rested one bare foot against the stone as she continued to calm Rin down.
“When I invented metalbending, you think I knew what I was doing?” Toph asked, a crooked smile tugging at her lips. “I made it up as I went.”
Rin let out a shaky laugh despite herself.
“You don't need to be your sisters.” Toph tells her gently, “Just be you Rin, that is all I have ever wanted.”
Lin stepped forward. “She's right.”
Su joined her, cupping her hands around her mouth. “You hear us, Rin? You're doing something none of us can!”
“You've already done the impossible,” Lin called out to her sister. “Now breathe.”
“You've got this!” Su added. “We're not going anywhere!”
Rin swallowed hard, the fear was still there, but so was her family.
Toph nodded once, feeling the tension leave her daughter's shoulders. “Feel the stone beneath the heat.”
Rin closed her eyes, her heart was hammering in her chest and she listened to the earth and focused on the things around her she could control, which was her breathing.
“The lava isn't your enemy,” Toph said steadily. “It's still earth. Slower. Heavier. Listen to it.”
Rin sucked in another breath, zeroing in to the sound of her mother's voice.
“The same way I taught you to feel every stone under your feet.”
The molten rock quivered ans the ground groaned beneath her feet as she followed her mother's careful instructions.
“Good.” Toph hummed, “Now guide it.”
The glowing current hesitated at first under her unsteady hands. Then, inch by inch, the lava began to retreat. The brilliant orange dulled as it cooled, hardening back into black volcanic stone that spread across the ruined courtyard in jagged patterns.
Nobody spoke until the final ribbon of molten earth solidified. Rin opened her twaeful eyes, her shoulders shaking as terror still flowed through her. “I did it?”
Toph's grin was impossible to hide. “No.” She walked across the newly formed stone and pulled her youngest daughter into a fierce hug. “You did something even better.”
Rin buried her face against her mother's shoulder, sobbing into her chest as her body shook with each wretched cry.
“You found your own path and I'm so proud of you.” Toph tells her affectionately.
Behind them, Su whooped loud enough for the entire city to hear while Lin, usually so composed, actually laughed before wrapping both of them in a crushing embrace.
You remained where you were for only a moment longer, your own eyes misting over as you watched your family gathered together in the center of the courtyard.
Rin had spent years believing she was falling behind her sisters. None of you had realized she had simply been walking toward a destiny that belonged to her alone.
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Later that night, after the laughter from dinner had faded and the rest of the family had retired to their own rooms, you and Toph finally escaped to the quiet of your bedroom.
Moonlight spilled through the open balcony doors, painting silver streaks across the polished floor while the distant sounds of Zaofu settled into a peaceful hush. The air carried the scent of fresh rain and flowering vines from the gardens below.
Toph stepped out of the adjoining bathroom, a towel draped loosely around her shoulders. Damp strands of silver-streaked hair clung to the back of her neck as droplets traced lazy paths down her shoulders before disappearing beneath the collar of her sleep shirt.
Decades had softened some of the sharper edges of her face, leaving gentle lines thst were reminders of every laugh she'd shared, and battle she had survived against all odds. She was older now, but no less formidable and it was moments like this where you really got to appreciate her.
She paused in the doorway, feeling your gaze piercing through her from where she stood. “I can feel you giving me that look.”
You glanced up from your spot on the edge of the bed, trying and failing to suppress the grin spreading across your face. “What look?”
“The one that says you're about to become insufferable,” Toph said.
“I have no idea what you're talking about.”
“You do.” She crossed the room, stopping directly in front of you. “I can practically hear the smugness radiating off you.”
You tapped your chin, “I was just thinking.”
“Dangerous pastime.”
You laughed, leaning forward. “I was thinking,” You began, dropping your voice to a sweet, mocking tone, “that I was technically right.”
Toph folded her arms, her head tilting slightly. “About what exactly?”
You tipped your chin up, amusement warming your voice. “Rin's a firebender.”
Toph let out an exaggerated scoff, rolling her eyes. “No.”
You blinked innocently. “Pretty sure lava glows and burns things, last I checked.” You spread your hands wide, leaning into her space. “So..”
Toph reached out with practiced accuracy, flicking your forehead hard enough to snap your head back. “So, she's not a firebender.”
“Violence isn't an argument,” You grumbled, rubbing the sore spot while shooting your wife a glare she couldn't see.
“It is when you're wrong,” She shot back instantly, a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.
You snorted, shifting your weight on the mattress. “You've spent fourteen years insisting she'd end up just like you.”
“And she did.”
“Did she?” At your quiet question, Toph's posture shifted. The playful defiance softened, and her shoulders dropped. The fierce confidence that usually defined her gave way to a quiet, vulnerable stillness.
“She's an earthbender,” Toph said softly, her voice carrying a warmth reserved only for her family. “She just found a road neither of us expected.”
She stepped closer and sank onto the edge of the bed beside you, the mattress dipping under her weight. Her shoulder brushed yours, a steady, grounding presence.
“Lava isn't fire, and it isn't ordinary earth, either.” She stated, as if convincing herself as much as you.
“I know,” You replied gently, dropping the teasing act entirely.
Toph shifted further up the bed and leaned back against the metal headboard, staring blankly ahead with those unseeing pale eyes, though you knew she was processing every vibration in the room. “She's in a category of her own.”
The pride in her voice was impossible to miss. It was a tone she rarely used, reserved only for monumental moments and this certainly counted as one.
You shifted closer, resting your head lightly against her shoulder. “I've never heard you sound so impressed. And you've trained hundreds of earthbenders, baby.”
“Mhm,” She murmured, her hand finding yours on the blanket and squeezing it briefly.
“But today..”
“Today,” Toph finished for you, her voice dropping to a low, reverent whisper, “I experienced my daughter discovering something that can't be taught.”
Silence settled comfortably between you, the ambient sounds of Zaofu humming faintly outside the window.
“I thought she was going to panic herself into passing out.” You admitted with a quiet laugh, you could still feel some of the residual adrenaline in your chest as your daughters terrified face flashed in your mind.
“The only thing going through my mind was that if she didn't stop she was going to melt half the city,” Toph commented dryly, her grip on your hand tightening.
You lifted your head from her shoulder, looking at her profile in surprise. “You looked awfully calm out there.”
“I wasn't.” Toph shook her head, her jaw tightening as she stared blankly at the wall. “I was terrified.”
The confession was so unexpected that it left you momentarily speechless. Toph rarely admitted to being scared of anything.
“I couldn't let her hear that,” She continued, her voice dropping to a rare, gritty vulnerability. “If I'd panicked, she would've panicked harder.”
“Well, you fooled me,” You sighed. “You knew exactly what to say to ground her.”
“But I didn't through.” She muttered, a self-deprecating smirk flashing across her face before vanishing. “I guessed and surprisingly it worked.”
You smiled, leaning your temple against hers. “It was a very good guess, Toph.”
She squeezed your hand again, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she wrapped her arms securely around you. “I've learned a few things after raising three daughters. They don't need me to have every answer. They just need to believe I do.”
A soft knock interrupted the quiet of the room. Three hesitant, uneven taps vibrated through the wood.
Rin looked almost guilty for disturbing you, one hand was gripping the edge of the door while the other nervously twisted the sleeve of her nightshirt.
“Am I bothering you?” The uncertainty in her voice caught both of you off guard. Your youngest was many things- stubborn, determined, loud when she wanted to be, but hesitant was rarely one of them.
“Never.” You said warmly, softening your expression to let her know she was always welcome.
Toph patted the empty space on the mattress beside her. “Get in here, kid.”
Rin slipped into the room, letting the door click shut before padding softly across the floor. She climbed onto the bed with far less of her usual confident swagger, moving hesitantly before settling right between the two of you without a word. For a long moment, she simply stared down at her palms, turning them over as if expecting to see the glowing lava materialize out of thin air.
“I-.” She swallowed hard, her voice trembling. “I keep thinking about today.”
Toph stayed quiet, dropping her hand to the mattress to feel the subtle vibrations of Rin’s uneven breathing, giving her the space she needed to speak.
“What if I lose control again?” Rin asked softly, her shoulders hunching inward. “What if next time I hurt someone?”
You wrapped a reassuring arm around her shoulders, drawing her small frame close against your side. “You didn't hurt anyone today, sweetie.”
“But I could have,” Her bottom lip wobbled, the raw fear finally breaking through. You both knew she couldn't hurt a fly. But Rin was only fourteen and you understood how scary this must be for her especially given how she discovered it on accident.
Toph shifted, reaching over to rest a heavy, steady hand on her daughter's knee. “That's exactly why we train. Lavabending's no different from anything else. It's new, and it's scary. And until this morning, you didn't even know you could do it.”
Rin looked up, searching Toph's blind, pale eyes for any sign of deceit. “So... you don't think I'm dangerous?”
Toph gave a quiet, affectionate huff, a proud smirk breaking across her face. “Kid,” She said, reaching over to rough up Rin's hair until it stood on end. “I think you're a Beifong.”
For the first time since she'd poked her head through the door, a genuine laugh broke through Rin's anxiety. The nervous tension finally melted from her shoulders as she leaned heavily into both of you, letting herself just be a kid instead of carrying the weight of being extraordinary.
AN: Yall be having auch great ideas . Tysm anon for sending this in.
synopsis : toph and reader end up on the conversation of masturbation and leads to the topic of being able to squirt…
cw/tags : NSFW MDNI, explicit smut, squirting, fingering, teasing, slight dry humping, thigh riding, making out, dacryphilia, slight pussy slapping, nipple play if you squint, begging, 69, spitting.
an : I started this when the movie first got leaked and just took forever to finish it :p apologies for any grammar mistakes in advance! beta read.
wc: 2.4k
“Squirting…?” You questioned a confused look on your face as you stared at Toph who sat next you.
“You’ve never squirted?” She asked with a raised brow a smirk plastered on her face.
“No…” You admitted as you began to feel your face get warm and your heart start to beat a bit faster looking away from her and at the night sky.
You’ve masturbated plenty of times in the past most people did! You never felt ashamed of it but squirting was a whole new concept to you something you had never even considered nor if you knew you could even do.
“I squirt all the time.” Toph admitted causing you to whip your head towards her.
“What? How?” You questioned before covering your mouth realizing what just came out of your mouth.
“Wow, look at you so bold now.” Toph said between chuckles “I can’t believe you’ve never squirted you’re missing out y’know?” She continued.
“I guess I’ve just never gotten comfortable enough when I masturbate to do it…” You said with a slight shrug, there was a brief silence between the both of you the only sound being the campfire they sat around while the others had already gone to sleep.
“Wanna try?” Toph said breaking the silence you felt as if your heart stopped in that moment upon hearing what just came out her mouth.
Since you had met Toph when you guys were kids you always had a crush on her no one knew of course it was something you decided you would ultimately take to the grave you also had assumed the crush would wear off but of course it never did and seeing her again reignited those feelings by a ten fold seeing her now.
Her physique was just stunning her biceps, her muscles, and just everything about her in general was just absolutely stunning she was the most jaw dropping gorgeous woman you had ever seen in your whole life and you could say that for certain.
“Your joke isn’t funny Toph.” You uttered with a dead serious look on your face just chalking it up to some joke.
“I’m not joking pretty girl.” She said leaning closer towards you.
You felt the air get thicker around the both of you, looking up at her towering over you practically you felt your face getting warmer you probably looked like you just ran a 5k with how red your face was at this point.
“Are you sure?” You questioned loud enough for her to hear, one of your hands traveling to her arm rubbing it gently as you pressed your thighs together.
“Well I asked you right? Why would I ask if I didn’t mean it?” Toph questioned her eyebrows raised.
“I guess yeah.” You muttered before feeling your breath get caught in your throat upon feeling Tophs hand gently map out your face.
“Can I kiss you?” She finally asked her fingers grazing your lips.
You hummed with a slight nod. “Nuh uh I need words baby.” Toph said her fingers tracing over your jaw.
“Yeah…Kiss me please?” You asked quietly with a meek nod
Toph smiled and leaned in her eyes fluttering shut her lips meeting yours. Your eyes closed upon feeling her lips press against yours. Both of your lips melting together with your noses bumping against one another desperately kissing one another like both of your lives depended on it, your hands traveled to Toph’s hair while Toph’s hand gently cradled your face.
The kissing was messy and desperate teeth clashing together hands exploring each others bodies. Tophs hand wandered from your jaw down to your breasts palming the mound through your clothes causing a soft moan to leave your lips.
Toph pulled away from the kiss a grin on her face. “You like when I touch you there?” She teased.
You nodded feeling your breath getting caught in your throat in attempts to not let any embarrassing noises to be heard causing a chuckle to slip from Toph lips as she began to play with your nipples through your top.
“Toph wait…” You breathed out placing your hands on her shoulders stopping her briefly while in attempts to calm your breathing
“You okay?” She asked stopping her hand pulling away from her boobs to her forearm. “I didn’t push you did I?” Toph questioned her voice soft.
“No, no” You reassured her shaking your head slightly your hands pulling off your top revealing your bare chest and stomach to Toph, grabbing her hand gently you led it back to your breasts.
“Oh wow…” She murmured her other hand joining now feeling you up. “You normally never wear a bra?” She questioned as you let out small breaths at the feeling of her hands feeling you up.
“Mhm bras are uncomfortable…” You said softly tilting your head back slightly your chest heaving
“Your really sensitive here hm? You like your nipples being played with?” Toph questioned teasingly her fingers tweaking one of your nipples as her other hand palmed your breast. You let out a quiet gasp at the action your eyes closing as you felt your body get warmer and yourself get wetter.
“Fuck I have a better idea.” Toph said suddenly your eyes jolted open upon being manhandled by Toph. She sat next to you and grabbed you by your hips sitting you in her lap. She quickly took off her tube top tossing it across the camp without a care in the word before suddenly you leaned in kissing her your arms now wrapped around her shoulders while her hands rested around your waist.
Messy making out tongues clashing while your foreheads occasionally bumped against each other while both of your chests rubbed up against each other you began to slowly grind your hips causing moans from the both of you. You pulled away from her lips a small string of saliva attaching the both of you together her hands guiding you on her lap while you leaned down towards Toph neck leaving small kisses.
Toph sighed her hands traveling from your waist to your butt squeezing the mounds of fat in her hands. “Keep grinding on me pretty girl…” Toph said in a hushed voice as you pulled away nodding slightly grinding down on her lap slightly quicker.
“Look at you so desperate to get off that your dry humping me.” Toph whispered in your ear causing you to let out a small whine.
“Remove your pants I can’t keep waiting.” Toph demanded softly smacking your ass a smirk plastered on her face.
You began unbuttoning your pants getting up to quickly get rid of them then helping Toph to remove her own pants leaving the both of you in panties both with a matching wet spot. Toph grabbed you by your hips once again placing you on her muscular thigh causing you to get tighter at the feeling of her muscles prodding your lips.
“Ride my thigh pretty girl.” Toph whispered one of her hands on your butt the other resting on your side.
You hummed and began to grind down on her thigh holding onto her shoulders letting out whimpers causing Toph to chuckle at you deciding to mess with you further she flex her thigh making you let out a moan and your hips to stutter.
“Toph…” You whined out at the feeling of her muscles flexing.
“Hm? Doesn’t it feel good? Getting off on my thigh?” She teased her finger now tracing over your nipple.
“Haah…Can’t” You breathed out everything becoming more overwhelming as the seconds passed you felt your panties get wetter and wetter as you kept grinding.
“Can’t what? Use your words.” Toph said as her fingers slipped down to her own panties rubbing her clit through the sopped fabric.
“M close..Shit” You groaned before feeling a pair of hands stopped you, your head shot up to see Toph with a cheeky smile on her face before flipping the both of them over so now Toph was on top hovering over you before yanking off your panties gently slapping your pussy causing you to let out a yelp before she then rubbed your lips.
She grinned leaning down slightly spitting on your lips spreading it around with her middle and pointer finger.
She leaned her upper body down kissing you gently as she slipped a finger in your entrance with her other finger occupying your clit resulting in you moaning into her mouth.
She added another finger and began to finger you slowly while one of her other fingers rubbed small circles on your clit as she kissed you deeply. Kissing her back moaning into her mouth your body felt as if it was melting into the ground and your head was becoming hazy the more she thrusted her finger while circling your clit your hands found her face cupping it while you made out it feeling like you two were the only people on earth everything else fizzing out of your mind.
“Toph gonna cum…” You whimpered against her tongue your hips bucking up to meet her finger as your back began to slightly arch.
“Beg for it.” Toph demanded her fingers slowing their pace her mouth making her way to your collarbones licking them.
“H-Huh?” You said confused still in a slight haze from pleasure looking at her your chest heaving.
“Beg.” Toph demanded once again as she began to kiss your collarbones
“Please, Please Toph? Feels s’ good don’t you wanna make me feel good?” You pleaded the coil in your stomach felt tighter this time around you felt almost as if you were about to pee.
She smiled against your collarbones and her fingered began to continue her previous pace.
“W-Wait gonna pee stop.” You said while pushing at her shoulders as your hips started bucking up to meet her hand.
Upon hearing your words Toph grinned widened leaving your collarbones and bringing her mouth down towards your clit and began to go between sucking and licking meanwhile her two fingers kept thrusting in and out now hitting your g-spot.
You felt that tight coil feeling in your lower abdomen release as gasps left your mouth as your head shot back eyes shut. Everything felt wet after a moment your eyes fluttered open to see Toph’s face soaked you gasped at the scene between your legs your face becoming extremely red.
“I’m so sorry!” You exclaimed in embarrassment sitting up your hands covering your face.
Toph chuckled at your embarrassment wiping her face with the back of her hand sitting up.
“Don’t be sorry pretty girl I loved it.” She said a slight smirk on her face before laying down next to where you sat
“Come sit on my face yeah?” She said her hand now resting on your thigh
“Won’t I crush you?” You said nervously looking down at her bush feeling your mouth water.
“So?” She said confidently. You gulped nervously getting on your knees and positioning your self over her face backwards.
Feeling her hands move to your hips running them up and down trying to ease you. You lowered yourself down and whined feeling her tongue against your lips.
Your eyes shut tight from the feeling of her tongue playing with your bud before opening them again looking over your shoulder at her.
“Shit…” You breathed out at the scene feeling yourself get wetter looking back at her from over your shoulder.
Your hands traveled to Toph's breasts to play with her own nipples as she ate you out causing her to moan into your cunt. Your eyes gaze landed on Toph’s hips that were slightly bucking up into the air. Your hands traveled down to her waist and leaned down putting Tophs bud into your mouth causing Toph to moan into your cunt.
“Fuck baby” Toph groaned out softly smacking at the mounds of fat and then rubbing them.
You and Toph began to eat one another out both of you having slick and spit smeared on your guys mouth and jaw. It was messy your hands on her thighs her hands grabbing onto the mounds of fat both making a moaning mess of one another the feeling of sin swallowing you doing something so dirty making such a mess of yourself.
“Taste so good, So sweet” Toph mutters into your heat causing you to whine in embarrassment at her words your hips bucking into her face.
You then felt two fingers prod at your slick entrance causing you to pull away from her slick entrance a string of saliva still connecting you to her entrance to let out a moan into the night.
Your fingers digging harder into Toph’s thigh you let your hips buck against her face before letting go of one of her thighs bringing two of your own fingers to your mouth wetting them before bringing them down to Toph’s entrance inserting them causing her to buck her hips further so your fingers would hit her g-spot.
You brought your lips back down using your tongue to play with her bud as your fingers hit her g-spot. Toph pulled back from your entrance she gathered spit in her mouth before spitting it onto your entrance using her thumb to rub your nub.
You moaned into her feeling that coil in your stomach return once more the sensation from the last time returning again as well. You felt your hips began to buck into her mouth feeling her smirk against you as her hips also began to chase towards her high.
As you sped up your fingers pace you began to feel something wet hit your face as Toph’s moans began to add a sense of vibration on your entrance. Slightly opening your eyes allows you to see Toph was squirting on your hands and slightly into your mouth.
Seeing that sight caused that coil to finally tighten enough to be let loose. You began to squirt on Toph’s face allowing her to swallow all of your juices up as you did the same with hers.
After you both finished you crawled off of Toph and curled up next to her your mind beginning to come to your chest slowly stop heaving.
“So…How was squirting for the first time?” Toph started after some silence.
You groaned hiding your face in the crook of her neck softly hitting her arm at her words in embarrassment.
“Oh now you’re embarrassed?” Toph teased kissing your cheek shaking you head slightly you nuzzle closer to her closing your eyes falling asleep.
Don't run my work through ai or post on another platform!
"Do you ever worry that I'm ugly?" You ask Toph one afternoon, the two of you nestled on the too-big lounge chair of your balcony. You've got your head on Toph's firm thighs, playing with the strength of her fingers as she dozes off in the day's gentle warmth.
"No," Toph yawns, mouth widening large enough to make her jaw crack. "Stop asking stupid questions."
You pout. "It's not stupid, though," you argue. "You've never and will never see me and for all you know, I could look like a troll." Your nose scrunches up. "A nasty troll covered in boils and warts."
Toph chuckles. "That's funny because I literally feel your naked body everyday and I've never felt a boil or wart." Her lips curve into a smirk. "In fact, all I've ever felt is your smooth skin and how hot and wet it gets between your—"
"OK!" You exclaim, shoving your hands over her laughing mouth. "Geez, you're a fucking a menace."
"Only because my silly wife won't stop talking out of her ass," Toph replies before bringing her hands up to your face. You instantly relax into her touch, eyes fluttering closed at the feel of roughened palms and calloused fingertips. "Listen, I know I'll never be able to see you but I can feel you. The slope of your nose and the curve of your cheeks." Her fingers graze the soft swell of your lips. "I can feel you and draw a picture in my head and you come out beautiful every single time."
Butterflies fly around in your stomach, tickling your insides and making your toes curl. Your heart beat fastens considerably and there's no way to hide any of this from Toph. It leaves you wonderfully exposed in such a deeper level that renders you breathless each and every time.
"What if your picture is wrong, though?" You can't help but ask and yelp when Toph squishes your cheeks between her thumb and index finger, comically puckering your lips. She's looking down in your direction, eyes a calming greyish green as they dance with amused fondness.
"I'm never wrong, princess."
And it'd be funny if anyone else had said it, unbelievably cocky even.
But with Toph, you know it's the truth—set in stone.
Do u think Toph would like to use the usual strap or the strapless one or whatever they're called?.... This question randomly popped in my head and won't leave.
i think she’d use either, she doesn’t really gaf as long as she gets to be inches deep inside your sopping wet cunt and have you screaming loud enough to shatter windows
if her back isn’t DRIPPING with blood from your nails, she’s not satisfied and will go bigger until it is and you’ll need to invest in a wheelchair
hiii! ive seen a lot of Toph overstimulated fem!reader ˃͈◡˂͈ I wanna see the reader overstimulated Toph instead if you're comfortable writing nsfw!
𝓗𝓲 𝓼𝓾𝓰𝓪𝓻!
So sorry this took so long.
ʚଓ: 18+,p sucking, thread use, short, a bit of b!Toph, t! Reader, fem reader, 2nd person.
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It's night, everything is blue, The sheets you're in, the sky, even the light that reflects onto your mirror is blue.
Poor old Toph is sprawled out on the bed, tired from the training she had with the avatar and her students, no pair of pants and a simple top touching her skin,the slow erection of her nipples from the window you opened a few minutes ago making its appearance.
You love her, every inch of her. Although, she pisses you off more than you can imagine in bed, sneaky remarks, teasing faces and gestures, always overstimulating you…shit, it's sometimes unbearable, pleading for her to stop, only a few seconds later to actually get through her head that you sometimes don't want it. Don't be mistaken, she stops whenever you think she's going too far, only when she's truly horny and wants a real big piece of you she'll have her ears turned off.
You sigh, a small squint of your eyes makes you inch towards her, watching the primary color bounce on and off her face, the cool air of the ocean nearby dampening and trashing the curtains to seek outside the room.
Your beautiful eyes go down at her areolas, hidden beneath the top, slowly tracing them with your finger, gently enough not to wake her.
You blink, gaze going down and down, until finding a light blue thread in her pocket. You've noticed Aang carrying these, for no reason, apparently. A raise of an eyebrow ceases, a subtle hum rummaging, you slip up, taking the thick thread in your hand and tugging Toph's arms up, carefully, her fingers touching the headboard, slowly waking up.
A quick flash sprawls in her vision, seeing you on top of her, flawlessly with your robe unfinished, breasts in sight.
“Oh... What..” She asks in a slight teasing but confused tone, trying to move yet unable, although the tightness from the string isn't that strong, she can rip it whenever she wants.
“What are you doing?” She asks puzzled, looking at your eyes which are attached to hers,fingers sliding down the gray boxers she wears for more comfort.
“Something, you've been quite getting on my nerves lately–”
She puffs immediately and rolls her eyes.
“Oh yeah and what are you gonna do?”
You smile, she quites down, a linger in her gaze, clearing her throat right after.
Your lips meets her downstairs, slowly licking the soft and already leaked folds of hers, pushing her thighs and holding onto them while maintaining eye contact.
Toph nudges the fiber, whining softly as you stop to threaten.
“If you remove that ,I'll stop.” You say sternly, easily yet curiously enough she remains seated, puffing once more and looking away.
You swallow, taking a deep sight of her before going back to her pussy, licking the juices and beginning to eat her out, soft sucking on her clit, caresses on her thighs, only for a few minutes later to find her legs trembling, head back with tears rolling down her face.
“Bab–ah,s-stoo..fuck…” she whines out loud, moaning whilst leaning her head back, unable to control get body, the way your fingers touch her cervix and massage her insides while you suck and eat her fully without a stop, with not even a care in the world.
The blind woman's eyebrows scrunch together, annoyed but liking,yet finding the pleasure uncomfortable.
Her hips buckle, again and again, squirting once you slap her thigh for her to stop squirming.
Accidentally the thread snaps and the only thing left to hear in the background are her shallow breaths.
“You little shit.” She mutters, even though she kept the rope wrapped around her wrists the whole time.
You smile and lick the tears from her face, caressing the places you slapped, her pussy throbbing and red from all the stimulation.
“mmh what… it's just payback, now you know how I feel.” A pause as you listen to her breathing.
“You won't do it again unless I let you, right Toph?”
hi! i saw your fluff/sfw idea post and i wanted to give an idea. could you do a story where the reader decides to adopt a kitten because they feel bad leaving it behind, toph being against the idea blah blah, but you’ll see her playing with, cuddling, and just yapping to the cat but when you bring it up to her, she’s being in denial about it >< thank you so much!
Toph Beifong x Waterbender!Girlfriend!Reader
WC: 3k+
Synopsis: You were chosen by the cat distribution system, now you just had to convince Toph to let him stay. This is a deleted scene from another fic you can read here
Toph walked beside you toward the takeout spot, every bit the Chief of Police even off duty. She was always alert, listening for the slightest shift in the air, every footstep and heartbeat cataloged in her mind like she was already anticipating a threat to emerge from nowhere.
You knew better than to comment on it. When the two of you had first gotten together, she'd sat you down and explained exactly what being with her would look like. There were risks, being seen with her could make you a target. So whenever you were out together in public, she became more protective and, at times, downright controlling. All you could do was offer apologetic smiles to the unfortunate souls she snapped at for getting a little too close.
You didn't mind, though. If anything, you found her overprotectiveness endearing and incredibly attractive. You were almost at the destination; you could see the neon sign of the takeout spot flickering in the distance when you heard it.
A soft, timid meow.
Your steps slowed to a stop. Your eyes swept the street before settling on the dark alleyway beside you. You squinted into the shadows, unsure if someone was lingering in there.
Toph had already taken a few more steps ahead before she noticed you weren't beside her anymore and stopped.
“What are you doing? We're almost there.” She said sharply, already turning and making her way back to you.
“There's a kitten.” You stated in a sickly sweet voice.
As if on cue, a tiny orange tabby with bright green eyes stumbled out of the alley, clumsy paws tripping over themselves.
“I know.” Toph replied flatly. “Which is exactly why I kept walking.”
“But..” You were already crouching down, scooping the kitten into your arms. “He's so little. He'll never survive out here on his own.”
Toph dragged a hand down her face and let out a long breath. “Baby, if I let you take home every homeless animal you find in Republic City, we'd have to move somewhere bigger and build a farm.”
Your attention remained fixed on the kitten as he rolled onto his back in your arms, his paw swatted at your finger before he gently nipped at it. Your eyes began to water, he was bonding with you. Out of everyone who had walked down this street tonight, he had chosen you.
“If you're trying to talk me out of taking him, you're doing a terrible job.” You mused, bending a little water from your pouch into your palm so the kitten could drink.
“Sweetheart.” Toph stepped closer, trying again. “Think about it. We're barely home as it is. Who's going to watch a cat? Most days, you come back from the clinic too exhausted to even get changed, and now you want to take responsibility for an animal just because he's cute.”
“Ah-ha!” You said triumphantly. “So you admit he's adorable.”
You started walking toward the shop happily. You could hear her footsteps following behind you.
“I said no such thing.” Toph denied, you could hear the smirk in her voice. “I'm just saying that, from his size and everything Sokka's told me, kittens are always cute at that age.”
When you entered the takeout spot, Toph went up to place your order and pay while you found a corner tucked away by the front windows and slid into the booth tiredly. The kitten squirmed in your zipped-up coat, climbing up your body until its head peeked out curiously. The store owner knew you, as you were regulars, but you still didn't know how keen he would be on animals in his shop.
You made sure to keep the little rascal hidden while you waited for your food. Thankfully, Toph seemed to be speaking with one of the servers who was on duty tonight, an older man with a long beard dressed in Water Tribe attire. She returned a few minutes later with two waters, pulled out the chair in front of you, and sat.
You were about to open your mouth and ask her why she was sitting so far away when the kitten began to burrow out of your jacket and into your lap. Your face flushed as you tried to grab him, but he leapt, landing on the floor by your feet.
“Monshu!” You whispered. You looked toward Toph, who was drumming her fingers against the table, completely unbothered by the chaos happening around her. She was metalbending one of the forks she brought to the table into different shapes.
You looked at her for help. “You aren't going to help me catch him?”
“And why would I do that?” She huffed, indignant. “It's your smelly cat.”
You groaned, ducking underneath the table. He was now by Toph's feet, sniffing around and flinching every time she shifted. Eventually, he gave up, flopping on his side and rolling over so his belly was in the air. It was the cutest thing you had ever seen.
But you could see the server approaching with your food. You quickly reached down, now fully on the floor and under the table- and grabbed the little gremlin before he could run again.
Once safely in your arms, you returned to your seat. A steaming bowl of sea plum noodles was placed in front of you, and you almost salivated at the smell of it. But you couldn't eat and hold a squirming kitten at the same time
You looked at the metal cuffs on your girlfriend's wrist and got the best idea.
“Baby.” You started, your voice low.
“No.” She said before you even got the chance to ask her.
“You didn't even let me finish!”
“I don't need to. There are only two outcomes for this, you ask me to feed you, or you ask me to hold the cat while you eat. And I am not touching that thing.” Her nose wrinkled. “You shouldn't be either.”
She had a point, you hadn't given him a bath yet. You had just picked him up off the street like it was a normal thing.
You pouted. “So you would rather me starve to death than feed me or hold a kitten?”
“That's what I said, isn't it?”
“You're mean.”
“And you don't know how many diseases that thing could have.” She pointed out stubbornly.
You covered the kitten's ears, holding him to your chest. “She doesn't mean that, Monshu. We are going to make sure you have a clean bill of health, aren't we?” You cooed, petting him gently.
Toph grumbled something inaudible and resumed eating. Monshu seemed to be settling down now, he curled up in your lap, paws tucked under his chin, purring softly. Finally, you could eat. You moaned at the taste as the seasonings flooded your mouth. There was nothing like having the first meal after great sex.
Toph's head shot up in the direction your low moans were coming from, her fingers flexing slightly around the fork she was holding.
“Mhmmm,” You moaned again, breathy this time. “So good.”
Toph's cheeks tinted pink, her neck and the tops of her ears flushing. She cleared her throat and shifted in her seat, the chair scraping loudly against the floor. “Do you have to do that?”
“Do what?” You feigned innocence. “I'm just enjoying the food. You know how I feel about this place.”
“Right...” She didn't seem convinced.
There was this particular piece of sea plum that exploded with flavor in your mouth. The sound that left your lips was something completely erotic.
Toph stiffened, narrowing her eyes in the direction she knew you were in. “What game are you playing at?”
This time, you were slightly embarrassed. You chewed your food slowly, stifling a laugh. “Nothing, I'm just eating.”
“You're making love to the food in front of me.” She stated, lowering her voice so no one would overhear.
“You jealous?”
She scoffed, as if the mere suggestion was beneath her. “You wish. If anything, I'm concerned that something is seriously wrong with you.”
You went back to your meal, humming happily and occasionally slipping in another breathy moan or two. Each soft sound had Toph gripping the edge of the table just a little tighter, her seismic sense picking up every vibrations of your throat, completely derailing her focus.
Halfway through the meal, a new server walked over to check on the table. Toph grumbled something under her breath, looking moody and deeply flustered. You, however, saw a golden opportunity, an opening you just couldn't resist taking.
“Is there anything else I can get you two tonight?” The server asked.
He was younger than the man who had taken the order. He was tan, lean, with short curly hair and looked to be in his early thirties. He wore a soft, dimpled smile, and there was an easy, charming air to him that you decided to use to your full advantage.
You leaned slightly across the table, deliberately batting your lashes at him. “Actually, I-”
Before you could utter another syllable, one of the metal cuffs around Toph's wrist shot across the table, expanding and slapping right over your mouth like a muzzle.
The server's eyes went wide, his smile vanishing as he froze in alarm. Toph didn't even blink. She just leaned back into her chair, crossing one leg over the other with unbothered confidence.
“We're good, thanks.” She dismissed him, her voice dripping with a sharp, protective edge.
The young man didn't ask any further questions. He bowed his head quickly and hurried away. Only when his footsteps fully retreated into the kitchen did Toph flick her wrist, snapping the metal back through the air and bending it seamlessly back into place around her arm.
She leaned forward, her sightless eyes locking onto your face as she pointed a menacing fork at you. “Try that again, and I'm bending the whole table around your head.”
You crossed your arms, huffing as you rubbed your jaw where the metal had briefly pressed against your skin. “You covered my mouth!”
“You were about to flirt with him,” Toph shot back instantly, her chin tilted up defensively.
“I was going to ask for extra napkins!”
“Bull.” She leaned back, crossing her arms over her chest, the metal cuffs on her wrists clicking together sharply. “I could feel your heart rate spike from across the table. You weren't thinking about napkins, you were thinking about trouble.”
Hearing all of the commotion, Monshu woke up and decided to make his presence known. Before you could stop him, he darted out of your lap and scampered across the table, his tiny nose twitching as he sniffed at Toph's hands where they were wrapped around her bowl of noodles.
“Get this thing away from me” Toph demanded, horrified it was touching her.
One of the metal cuffs around her wrist uncoiled, and with a flick of her fingers, she bent it into a small metal box around him, complete with a little window for air.
You reached across the table and took the box into your hands. “He's my baby. Monshu is the newest member of our family.”
“And I don't get a say in this?” Toph asked, eyebrow raised.
“You do,” You said simply, offering a sweet smile. “Doesn't mean I'll listen to it.”
Toph groaned, her shoulders dropping in defeat. “You're lucky I love you.”
You smiled at her, your voice softening. “I know, baby.”
⊹︵︵︵ ⊹ 𝄞 ⊹ ︵︵︵ ⊹
Adjusting to life with a kitten with both of your work schedules was hard. Monshu had apparently decided that Toph's work boots were his nest. Every morning, he managed to leave little treasures inside them. Depending on his mood the items seemed to differ. Sometimes he'd leave kitty toys, pieces of cardboard he found around the house or one of your hair ties.
Without fail, every time Toph shoved her foot into a metal boot and discovered his latest offering, she threatened to kick him out. You were beginning to think the two of them would never get along.
The past week hadn't helped matters. You'd been working overnight shifts at the clinic, and by the time you came home each morning, Toph had already left for work. You barely saw each other and you knew Toph hated when you got all clingy but you missed your girlfriend more than anything.
One particular evening, you weren't feeling well, so they sent you home early. You unlocked the front door a little after nine and quietly stepped inside. After shutting it behind you, you began peeling off your work clothes by the entrance like you always did, making sure not to track any germs through the house. The robe you kept hanging by the wall was right where you'd left it, and you slipped it on before stuffing your work clothes into a laundry bag.
You were on your way to the washroom to toss the dirty clothes in when you stopped in your tracks. Toph was sprawled across the living room couch with Monshu curled on her chest.
To make things so much cuter, she was having a full-blown conversation with him. You lingered in the doorway, a grin slowly spreading across your face as you listened to the ridiculous exchange between them.
“You know,” Toph started, one hand lazily scratching beneath Monshu's chin as she spoke. “You keep laying on me like this and your mom's going to get jealous.”
Monshu blinked up at her, purring heavily.
“I mean it. She has a serious jealous streak.” Toph continued, completely unaware she was being watched. “Especially when she feels left out of something.”
The kitten let out a tiny, agreeable meow. Toph's hand moved to pet behind his ear. “Exactly. Glad we're on the same page.”
You couldn't help it anymore, you stepped into the room making your presence known. “Are you talking crap about me to our son?”
Toph nearly jumped out of her skin. Her head whipped toward the doorway, her sightless eyes wide with surprise, while Monshu remained perfectly content on her chest.
“You walk way too quietly for someone who isn't trying to scare people.” Toph grumbled, quickly trying to recover from being caught talking to the cat she allegedly hated.
You grinned, leaning against the doorframe with your arms crossed. “I didn't know I was interrupting guy time.”
“It wasn't guy time.”
“Then why are you cuddling Monshu on the couch and gossiping about me?” You walked over to the couch and leaned down, your hand reaching out to give the kitten some affection. “Come here, Monshu. Don't listen to her, she's a bad influence.”
But as your fingers brushed his fur, the little traitor ignored you. He turned his head away from your hand, intentionally leaning his face into Toph’s palm and nuzzling her fingers for more scratches.
Toph’s lips twitched, a smirk spreading across her face. “Oof, denied. Looks like the kid knows who his favorite parent is.” She gave him a scratch behind his ears, making him purr even louder. “Sorry, babe. I guess Monshu has spoken and he prefers me now.”
You pouted, staring at the two of them. “Unbelievable. She called you smelly and locked you in a cage and this is the thanks I get?”
Without another word, you climbed right onto the couch. It was a tight fit, but you didn't care. You squeezed into the narrow space beside Toph, pressing yourself firmly against her side, and let out a dramatic huff as you settled in.
Toph shifted, grunting softly at the sudden addition of your weight. “What do you think you're doing? There's barely any room here.”
You wrapped an arm around her waist and rested your chin on her shoulder. “Well, if he's cuddling you, so am I. You're not leaving me out of this.”
“You're ridiculous.” Toph muttered, the fondness in her voice was impossible to miss.
“I'm participating.” You corrected, snuggling even closer.
She laughed, the sound was warm and genuine, and it made you smile. Not even a second later, Monshu stood. He arched his tiny back into a long stretch, yawned, and carefully stepped off Toph's chest, crossing the narrow gap between you to settle against your arm.
You looked down at him, a grin spreading across your face. Toph's smile vanished the second she registered the sudden absence of a warm, purring kitten on her chest.
“Traitor.” She hissed at him.
The little orange ball curled tightly against you as he tucked his paws beneath his chin, already drifting back off to sleep. You looked over at Toph innocently, though your voice dripped with pure smugness. “He chose me.”
“Whatever.” Toph grumbled.
Despite her dismissive words, she shifted on the cushions and wrapped an arm around your shoulders, pulling you securely against her side.
You sighed softly, your eyes fluttering closed as you completely melted into her warmth. “I missed you.”
Toph was silent for a moment. Then, her hand slid up your arm and came to rest on your head, her fingers lazily combing through your hair. “I missed you too. The apartment's been quiet.”
You smiled against her shoulder, letting the comfortable silence stretch between you. “Really? Because you and Monshu seem pretty cozy.”
“Lapse in judgement.” She lies, continuing to run her fingers through your hair. “I was on the couch first, he just came.”
“Sure he did.” You snorted, patting her chest playfully as you lifted your head to peck her cheek. “Just admit it baby he's growing on you.”
Your teasing was cut short when Monshu decided he had been ignored for far too long. The kitten woke up from where he was resting comfortably against your side, letting out a tiny meow. He scrambled up your arm using your robe for traction, and climbed directly onto Toph. Before she could react, Monshu reached out and planted one tiny, soft paw right in the middle of her face.
“See? This is what I mean, he's almost as clingy as you.” Toph complains as a unrestrained laugh slipped from her lips, causing the corners of her eyes to crinkle.
Toph reached up and gently wrapped her hand around Monshu's middle, lifting him away from her face, she made no move to put him down. “God forbid the little gremlin doesn't have my attention for five minutes and he's ready to claw my eyes out, sounds like someone else I know.”
You gasped dramatically, sitting up so fast you nearly knocked into her. You threw one leg over her straddling her hips. “Take it back right now.”
“Make me.” She challenged, a wicked smirk spreading across her lips as she tilted her head up toward you, her hands finding their way to your thighs.
“You’re impossible.” You leaned down, pressing your lips firmly against hers to effectively shut her up. Toph melted into the kiss instantly, her grip on your thighs tightening as she pulled you flush against her chest, the playful bickering completely forgotten in the warmth of the moment.
Beneath you both, a sharp, indignant meow cut through the air. Monshu, who had been securely trapped in the middle of your sudden heated exchange, squirmed his way out from between your bodies. He scrambled up until he was perched right on top of your shoulder, stepping on your hair and purring like a tiny engine ruining the romantic moment.
Toph broke the kiss, a breathless chuckle escaping her as she felt the kitten's soft vibrations traveling through your shoulder. “See? I told you. Two clingy babies,” she teased softly, her thumb tracing a gentle circle against your hip.
You rolled your eyes but couldn't hide your smile as you leaned your forehead against hers and settled comfortably over her lap. “Shut up and hold us.”
“Fine,” She grumbled, wrapping both arms securely around you and the kitten, pulling you both into the tightest embrace. “But only because I'm comfy and you two are warm.”
AN: I had this in the drafts for awhile and decided to i corporate this req with it. Writers block is kicking my ass so if I disappear for weeks thats why :/
