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#toph beifong x reader #toph beifong #atla toph #atla x reader #avatar the last air bender x reader #toph x reader

mikaelvr

vampire toph x princess!reader (pt. 3)

warnings: 18+ nsfw, pure filthy smut, no seriously it’s just smut, meandom!toph, sadist vampire!toph, sub!reader, mirror sex, fingering, g!p toph, p in v sex, hair pulling, degradation, face slapping, blood sucking, manhandling, condescending praise, toph is kinda evil

summary: prev. part here. hmm a summary.. honestly?? just lesbian vampire porn. enjoy!

author’s note: vampires don’t have reflections, and they can also shapeshift.. used these to my advantage. 🙈

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the second the word “yes” left your mouth, you flinched in advance, arms over your face. you’d expected her to lunge at you the moment permission was granted, but you only heard her slow footsteps as she stepped further into your room.

you lowered your arms, watching her as she calmly dragged a lazy hand over your walls, like she was tracing the perimeter of your room. when she started getting closer to you, you nervously staggered back until the back of your thighs bumped against the edge of your bed.

she continued her odd pacing, continuously feeling your walls and what they held, until her finger met glass. she stopped, swiping it across to leave a smudged fingerprint behind.

she hummed, not looking up at you, “does this mirror face your bed, princess?”

you blinked, confused at this turn of conversation. seriously? one second ago she looked like she was about to end your life, and now she was asking about your furniture placement?

“uh,” you stared at her, a little lost, “um, yes? it’s a wall mirror, i can pretty much see most of my room in it. it’s useful.”

“is that so?” she tapped her index against it, a chill-inducing smile setting on her lips, “that’s good.”

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“ah! mmph! t-toph please—” you sobbed, words slurred, tears streaming down your face. she was sat on the edge of your bed, having pulled you into her lap, your back flush against her clothed chest. you were stripped bare, your expensive gown ripped to shreds by her claws, as you shamefully bounced on her fingers.

her free hand grabbed your left tit, pushing you closer to her as she slotted her chin on your shoulder. she cooed in your ear, “aw, poor baby, can’t even get off without me? what are you, a teenager?”

you sniffled, flush with embarrassment, “i-i’m not— ah!” your protests were cut short when her thumb joined in to press on your swollen clit, dragging loud moans out of your quivering lips.

“so cute,” she licked a strike up your neck, fondling your soft breast, the speed of her fingers not letting up. “eyes on the mirror, princess.”

the sight only made you want to cry harder, utterly humiliated.

from your position, you were forced to watch yourself get fucked by seemingly nothing, her reflection invisible on the huge mirror, your legs spread wide, watching your sopping wet cunt in full view as it stretched in and out with each thrust of her pale digits, your slick dripping off you in filthy strings.

“wish i could see you,” she nipped at your nape, “i’m sure you look so pretty right now.”

her hand let go of your chest, sliding up to your throat, feeling the skin there.

then all her movements came to a halt.

you whimpered, hips rolling in frustration, confused, “t-toph? please— agh!”

you gasped, crying out in pain as her calloused fingers gave you a sharp squeeze, crushing your windpipe for a second. “is that makeup?” she asked, swiping at the melted foundation you applied earlier, now mixed with the sweat that collected on your collarbones.

you stammered pathetically, “i-i had to! if my father saw those marks, i would be dead.”

“and?” she replied coolly, like that was only some minor inconvenience. “who said you could cover them up?”

you were baffled by her audacity; was she even listening to you? she wasn’t even supposed to leave them there in the first place! you’d made that boundary clear time and time again, and it was quite literally the reason why you didn’t come to her tonight. you took a second to arrange your thoughts, deciding to take this moment to give her a piece of your mind.

not even one syllable managed to make it out of your mouth before she abruptly resumed her pace, even more brutal than earlier. you screamed, crying, writhing on her lap, “toph! it hurts, it—”

she instantly grabbed your jaw, roughly setting your face back in front. “i said, eyes on the mirror.”

you could only sob, eyes barely kept open, your vision clouding as you watched the reflection of your thighs spasm, your drooling pussy clenching around her invisible fingers.

“g-gonna cum,” you whined, overstimulated. her hand rested on the side of your head so she could feel the taut muscles of your eyelids; if she felt your eyes fluttering shut, she’d extend her claws again, digging into the skin of your temple to snap them wide open.

she crooned mockingly, nipping at your earlobe, “cum? already? do you have no self control, doll?”

“p-please— ah!” you gasped when her fingers deliciously curled inside you, prodding at that spongy spot, and with a sharp cry, your thighs shook uncontrollably as you came all over her hand, ears ringing with pleasure.

she growled, “fucking slut.” she immediately pulled her fingers out, angrily shaking them dry off your wetness, the droplets flying everywhere, some landing on your face, “who the fuck told you you could cum?”

you mumbled tiredly, eyes half shut as you looked at your limp body in the mirror, already spent from this orgasm, her words fading into a distant buzz in the background. you started relaxing in her grasp, when the same hand she just fingered you with suddenly fisted your hair, sharply rolling you off her and into the bed.

you cried out, clutching your scalp, and the stickiness of her fingers only made the strands cling more stubbornly to her grip, so you couldn’t help but let out an agonizing scream as she roughly yanked her hand off.

she didn’t seem to care the slightest bit about your crying. you sobbed, sitting back on your heels, trying to soothe the burning pain at your roots.

toph gave you no second to breathe, her hand slamming against your mouth as she pushed you to lay down on the bed, pinning you under her, muffling your pained wails.

you sniffled, staring into her white eyes with raw, unadulterated fear; her pupils had thinned into slits, and even though she was blind, terror seized your limbs under her heavy gaze.

she licked her fangs, and all the prayers you knew started tumbling out of your mouth.

“l-lord and heavenly father— augh!” you cried as she grabbed your jaw, twisting your head to the side so harshly that you swore your neck muscles tore. she smoothed down the now taut skin, your veins throbbing as all the blood rushed to your brain.

she hissed as she felt the full, bulging vessels under her fingertips, and even though your head was held down in that angle where you couldn’t see her, you felt her saliva dripping on the exposed patch of skin.

you were going to die. you absolutely were.

you squeezed your eyes shut, awaiting the fatal bite, but it didn’t come.

you waited more. still nothing.

her hand was still holding your head in that uncomfortable arch, so you couldn’t tell what expression she had on her face or what she was thinking.

her grip suddenly went slack.

you swallowed nervously, slowly turning your head her way. she was still staring you down so intensely you wanted to die, but she looked a bit more pensive now, her features slightly softened. you tried analyzing her facial changes, a little hopeful.

she scoffed, feeling your gaze on her, and gave you a rough slap on the cheek, whipping your head to the other side, “i’m just thinking of what i should do with you, you whore. don’t take my silence for mercy.”

you whimpered, redness blossoming on the tingly spot, too scared and still dazed from your earlier climax to really process anything else, “i-i’m sorry..”

she gave you another slap, lazier than the first, but just as firm. “you will be.”

this whole time, while you were completely naked, she had stayed clothed through it all. so when her hands finally hooked around the waistband of her pants, your entire body jolted with excitement and need, snapping you out of your post-orgasm haze. you watched her eagerly, eyes zoomed in on her crotch.

that is, until you noticed something weird.

you squinted, puzzled at what you were seeing. was that a bulge? it was a bulge. but she didn’t have a—

“you’re quiet,” she huffed out a small laugh, “see something you like?”

your doubts were confirmed when she slid her bottoms down, a girthy cock straining against her underwear, clear as day. you were totally baffled, too many questions flooding your mind. since when did she have one? she had scissored you just yesterday! you were sure she had a pussy. how the hell—

“interesting,” she hummed, tugging her briefs down and letting her cock spring up, “did your legends not tell you vampires can shapeshift?”

you frowned, even more lost, “they did, but i thought you could only transform into bats or something. not… this.”

“that’s cute.” she smiled down at you, languidly stroking herself, “get on all fours.”

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she didn’t even wait for you to properly assume the position.

as soon as she heard the rustling of the sheets under you as you flipped over, she instantly grabbed your hips, lifting them up to her liking, and struck into you without delay, making you choke on your screams.

“mgh! toph!” you cried out, her thrusts hard and fast from the get-go, your elbows giving out only a few seconds in, as your face plopped into the mattress, sobbing into the sheets.

“so good,” she exhaled through her nose, pounding you with punishing precision, “you’re so fucking wet, you’re sucking me right in.”

her chest met with your back, as she angled herself to fuck into you even deeper, her hand brushing your hair off your neck to lick at the sweaty flesh.

you uselessly moaned into the mattress, desperately clutching the sheets, tears freely streaming down your face.

“so sweet,” she pressed a hot kiss to your neck, before sinking her fangs into the soft skin.

your voice was too hoarse to scream anymore, so you just quietly sobbed, eyes fluttering shut, the sting of her teeth pairing with the abuse of your cervix, the pain so unbearable it sent sparks of pleasure up your spine.

the flared tip of her cock stretching your velvety walls, the lewd sounds of her sucking your blood off, her needy moans as she fed on you, the sustenance in turn making her fuck you even harder..

your eyes rolled so far back you thought you’d gone blind.

“mmph.. toph..” you whimpered weakly, feeling lightheaded. she was taking too much blood.

“mhm..” she grumbled, savoring every last drop, “just a bit more..”

“p-please.. i..”

she reluctantly latched off your neck with a wet pop, soothing the bite with a few kitten licks.

she sighed, delighted, all traces of her earlier anger gone. “wow, there really is nothing like royal blood.”

you only helplessly mewled, the blood loss left you too tired to even speak.

“such a good girl,” she cooed, kissing your ear, “your blood’s so delicious, it’s got me all invigorated now. since i’m feeling merciful tonight, i guess i could pay you back for the feast.”

before you had a chance to even register her words in your mind— let alone understand or question them — her firm hands hooked under your hips, hiking them up higher and spreading your cheeks wider.

on your mother’s grave, you could feel her in your fucking womb — not even your cervix anymore.

“there we go,” loud broken moans were somehow coaxed out of your fried voicebox. she slid her hand down to draw circles on your clit, adding to the roaring fire in your abdomen, “come for me, princess.”

your vision flashed white.

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* oh vampire toph i will miss writing you.. she’s so sexy i wish she’d kill me

please leave replies or i might off myself 💗

rockytinn

Wolf Toph x You pt2 :3

(I maybe will be drawing the watermelon trend, next, a request that I'll be working on🥲)) watch me cook😜

puddinrin

oh yessssssss

rockytinn

Alpha wolf Toph:3—x You!

(I forgot to post so here's my idea on toph being a wolf!)

TERRITORIAL! < TOPH BEIFONG X F!READER

summary: toph making it clear that you’re hers and only hers.

pairings: toph beifong x f!reader

note: (name) is a restaurant owner. suggestive. toph calls reader a whore. respectfully. hehe.

a/n: I’m so in love with toph beifong the best earthbender in the world, founder of metal bending, chief of police of republic city, founder of metal bending academy, the original beifong, my wife, my love I want to bite her biceps

It was a little bit past two in the afternoon. the last bit of customers that were dining in for lunch would soon leave. the perfect time to get some paperwork done.

except behind the elegant paper screen that separated your work desk and resting place, you and toph were sprawled across the couch in your resting corner that you have carefully carved up for max comfort.

toph hovered above you, one hand beside your head, knees on each of your side, caging you in. you didn’t mind at all, not even a bit. the paperworks waiting by your desk were the last thing on your mind right now.

your hands came up, cupping toph’s face gently, thumbs brushing along her cheeks like you were memorizing her. “aren’t you supposed to be working right now, lady boss?” your girlfriend teased, lips quirking.

you smiled. soft and a little mischievous. “i’m doing something much more important right now.”

toph huffed, grinning playfully. “oh, yeah?”

“mhm”, you hummed before cupping her jaw and pulling her down. both of your lips met as toph groans in delight at the feeling of your soft ones on hers.

toph’s hand slid up the side of your head, tangling her hand into your hair. you let out a moan when she tugged on your hair, angling your head so she could kiss you deeper and harder.

your girlfriend chuckled against your lips, before pulling back a little. “what would your employees think of their boss making out with her girlfriend when she should be working on documents right now?”

you groan, grabbing the front of her shirt. “don’t act like you care about that now— c’mere.”

toph chuckles, "such a needy whore." before diving back down to catch your lips in hers once more. her tongue licks the bottom of your lips before delving into your hot mouth while positioning her knee in between your thighs.

her hand starts to roam every part of you, rubbing your hips up and down, giving one of your tit an appreciative squeeze as you both continue to make out fervently on the couch.

toph pulled away once more, a string of saliva connecting both of your lips. but this time, she presses a kiss to the corner of your mouth and another before leaning down to trail kisses across your cheek down to your neck and jaw.

her kisses were hot and addicting, leaving you squirming. you tilted your head back, giving her more space without even realising it as she continued her assault on your neck — licking, kissing and bitting your smooth flesh.

"tophie—" you groaned when her hands pulled the front of your robe open, showing more skin and cleavage for her to ravage. "nope. you started it, sweets." she muttered against your skin, biting the flesh on top of your cleavage.

"you're so annoying." you huffed, tone whiney.

"then why are you grinding against my knee like a bitch in heat?" toph grinned, before licking the spot she just bit, smoothing the sting.

outside the screen, the door quietly slid open. one of your waitress, shi yan stepped in, holding a tray with a pot and two cups of green tea. she froze.

because even if she couldn't see you and toph clearly the paper screen didn't hide everything. your shadows shifted faintly against the paper. undoubtedly close and intimate.

and the sounds. kisses pressed against skin, soft breathy moans. and a quiet, whiney pitch. "tophieeee— not there. i still need to greet guests later."

the teacups on top of the tray shi yan was holding shook slightly as her heartbeat spiked instantly. behind the screen, toph heard it. the sound of her footsteps and heartbeat. she could even hear how shi yan's heart dropped at their intimate sounds.

toph knew shi yan had a crush on her girlfriend. from her accelerated heartbeats whenever you compliment her for her fast work and that one time when your fingers brushed against hers when she passed you a document.

you just brushed it off, saying that she's just flustered that her boss complimented her. but that wasn't a heart rate of a employee complimented by her boss, it was of a woman in love.

and it pissed the fuck out of toph beifong.

so when she realised the waitress was just behind the screen listening, a slow grin spread across her face against your skin.

you didn't even notice. too caught up in the feeling of your girlfriend's hands and mouth on your skin. she licks up your neck before grabbing your jaw and connecting your mouths together again in a wet sloppy kiss. you moan against toph's lips, squeezing her hand that slid up to interlock with yours.

more deliberate now, every movement just a little more pronounced because she could feel it. the way shi yan's heartbeat jumped again faster and flustered.

the waitress swallowed hard, her grip tightened on the tray. because it just hit her hard and she understood now. her daydreams were just fantasies and it made her chest tighten in a way she didn't know how to handle.

inside, toph tilted her head slightly, her lips still on yours. then, the faintest sound of the door sliding shut, caused her to grin once more, satisfied. 'got you'

you blinked, hearing the faint sound of wood on wood. you pulled away, slightly hazy from being kissed dizzy. ".....did someone open the door?"

toph didn't miss a beat. "nope~" and leaned back down again immediately, cutting off the thought before it could fully form.

"i should really get to my paperworks, tophie." you groaned, trying to pull away.

toph pulls you back down, "screw the paperworks, sweets." she grins, kissing your cheek as her hand roams under your skirt, tugging on the waistband of your underwear.

yea, screw the paperworks.

impregnate me toph

#toph beifong x reader #toph beifong x you #toph beifong #toph beifong smut #toph x reader #atla x reader #atla gaang #avatar the last air bender x reader #avatar the last airbender #atla toph

krowwle

I’m so badly obsessed with Toph like I need her bad

puddinrin

i need her so bad like right now right here everywhere

aisatsaa

I'll be slowly uploading my art here too from now on hehe SUMMER TIME ☀️🌊

bae-fong

｡𖦹°‧ soft!toph beifong as your gf headcanons (some nsfw)

soft!toph beifong’s love language is physical touch. she loves grazing her fingertips against your skin—up and down your back, fingers intertwining with yours, her thigh pressed against yours whenever you're sitting down. she'll mumble something stupid to tease you, like "you're so annoying," but she’s always the one refusing to let go.

soft!toph beifong loves it when you play with her hair. she doesn't let anyone else touch it, but god, she loves it when you braid it or run your fingers through the strands. she'll even let you pull it into a ponytail while she’s between your legs, eating you out.

soft!toph beifong loves bullying you. "ha, don't be so stupid." "what kind of question is that? are you even usin' your brain?" "stop annoying me." those are the kinds of things she’d say, but the minute someone else insults you, she’ll earthbend a rock in their direction without hesitation. no one is allowed to bully you but her.

soft!toph beifong comes to you after a long day of training, pretending to be more hurt than she actually is just so you’ll baby her. "come on, baby. go easy on me, alright? i'm hurt, my body is sore, and i need you to take care of me. patch me up like you always do."

soft!toph beifong tries to be tough but folds the minute you use a pet name. if you mention your noodles are too spicy, she’s already being cranky with the waitress on your behalf. "her noodles are too hot, goddamnit! you could've burned her damn tongue!" but when you say, "toph, baby, calm down. i'm fine. the soup isn't too bad," her face burns red. she’ll just cross her arms and mumble something grumpy before letting it go. "fine."

soft!toph beifong loves eating you out. with your legs spread and your calves propped on her strong shoulders, her tongue dances over you. she loves the sound of your moans and licks her lips every time she gets a taste. she always makes sure to praise you, showering you with compliments. "you taste so good for me, baby." "so sweet, perfect, and all mine." "aw, you're so wet. god—you’re gonna kill me."

soft!toph beifong hates being ignored. if you're engrossed in a book or talking to someone at the market, she’ll linger next to you like a pest. she’ll tug on your sleeve and mumble, "c'mon, baby. let's go," or rest her head on your shoulder and sigh for attention. "i'm sleepy. let's go home and cuddle."

soft!toph beifong is a groper. her palms are always finding your breasts, giving them a good squeeze. to your ass, kneading the soft flesh in her palms. she loves how squishy your thighs are, and she adores the warmth of your hips. even bigger points if you let out a soft little moan when she squeezes you.

soft!toph beifong who swears she's tough shit in public. she doesn't act like a lover girl outside, completely aloof and nonchalant, but the minute the door closes? she's the biggest baby ever. constantly needing cuddles, kisses, and exchanging "i love yous" every second.

rewatching pursuit of jade 逐玉 and the scene in episode 11 where Yan Zheng was digging the knife deeper and deeper into Guo Da Li’s shoulder each time after asking him what he planned to do with Changyu after he drugged her and only stopped when Changyu called out to him. THIS SCENE BUT WITH TOPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH (I’m writing this)

#toph beifong x reader #toph beifong x you #atla toph #atla x reader #avatar the last air bender x reader #avatar the last airbender #toph x reader

mikaelvr

Heya, can you do adult!Toph x fem!reader where reader saves Toph during one of the Gaang's adventures?

adult toph x f!reader — incident at sea!

content: fluff, fem!reader, toph’s a little shit, small fight, cpr, making out, reader saves toph.

summary: you and the gaang are on a boat trip, until you kinda get screwed over.

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“hell yeah! we’re close!” sokka cheered, zooming in on the small visible patch on the horizon through his goggles. “i can finally see that dumb island now.”

aang joined him, borrowing them to look as well, then shrieked in delight, “oh! oh! i can see it too!”

“keep it down, you dorks.” toph barked, sprawled on the hardwood floor with her head propped up against a flour bag, one arm lazily resting behind her for support, her free hand absentmindedly stroking your hair.

you were laying down on her lap, your cheek squished against her muscular thigh as you flipped through the pages of your novel.

it was a gorgeous sunny day with a sweet summer breeze; what better way was there to spend it than a lazy afternoon of reading at sea while resting on your girlfriend’s lap?

this little ritual comfortably melted into your daily routine since you and your friends set out on this adventure that aang suggested. they might be more excited about actually getting to the island, but you honestly were more than satisfied with the way things were now.

getting to cuddle your girlfriend 24/7 since you were stuck on this boat at all times? oh, what a nightmare.

you chuckled at your own thought, the sudden sound earning a quizzical hum from toph.

“hm? your book’s tickling you, sweetheart?”

“nope,” you pressed a kiss to her clothed thigh, “i’m just happy to be here. to be with you.”

she huffed out a small laugh, fingers gently threading your hair, “so clingy, and sappy. did all those romance books get to your cute pea brain?”

you rolled your eyes, giving her leg a small slap. “what a mean girlfriend! i just said i like spending time with you.”

she snickered, giving your hair a light warning tug that made you whimper. “hey now, who said you could slap me?”

“guys..” sokka started, eyes blown wide as he gazed up, head craned. “uh..”

you sat up fully to glance his way, wondering what beautiful sight got him so speechless.

…

you blinked slowly, and so did the rest of you, mouths dumbly agape, except for toph.

in front of you was a giant sea serpent — that seemingly materialized out of nowhere — looming over you, not making a single sound yet, only staring at you as if deciding whether you were friends or foe.

then its face scrunched into an angry frown. welp, looks like it was the latter.

toph stirred, confused at your prolonged silence. “what’s going—”

“uh-oh,” was the last thing sokka uttered, all of you still in shock, when its tail suddenly struck your boat down right in the middle, sending all the pieces flying, a mess of broken wood planks and screws.

you’d managed to push toph out of the way last minute before it made contact with any of you — not having the time to properly warn her —, as you all dodged and plunged into the water.

you broke the surface, gasping for air, as you wiped your wet hair off your face. you looked around you, searching for the others, when you heard the creature’s pained screams.

you sighed in relief; aang was taking care of it. right as you started relaxing in the water, your body abruptly jolted back in panic: toph!

toph couldn’t swim!

your eyes swept your surroundings desperately, finally landing on faint bubbling some meters away from you. you immediately dove, swimming frantically while your eyes burned from the salt water, until you found her. there she was, kicking around in a frenzy as she slowly sinked.

you looped her arm around your own shoulders, making your way back up to the surface.

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all that huge serpent had for show was its scary surprise appearance, apparently. aang managed to beat it alone in only a few minutes, while katara waterbended an ice bridge for you to safely get to the biggest plank of wood left.

you set toph down on it, her eyes fluttered shut, scaring you further. you pushed hard on her chest a few times, getting her to cough out some water, then you grabbed her face, breathing deep puffs of air into her mouth, waiting for her limbs to twitch back to life.

until you felt a tongue swipe up your palate.

you squealed, letting go of her and crawling back. what the fuck just happened?

a loud boisterous cackle erupted from her throat as she sat up, “oh my god, you’re so cute!”

you stared at her incredulously, then your cheeks flushed with embarrassment and pure anger. “toph— what the hell is wrong with you? this isn’t fucking funny at all!”

“i’m sorry—” she barely got out between wheezes, clutching her stomach, “i-i just can’t! i was only in the water for a few minutes, why would i need CPR already, love?”

you only frowned, getting more upset with each word that left her lips, your voice quieter now. “i was worried.”

the sadness in your tone made her stop, pursing her lips, her own smile morphing into a guilty frown. “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to upset you.”

“i don’t get why you thought that was funny. life or death jokes aren’t something to joke about.”

“please baby,” she tried tugging you closer by the wrist, “i really am sorry. i was drowning, and i’d definitely be dead right now without you.”

you huffed, pouty, yanking your hand off her grasp. “don’t talk to me.”

“pleaseee, i’m really sorry!” she groaned, pulling you forcefully into her lap, both of you still dripping wet. “i wasn’t faking. i was just caught off guard by your kissing.”

you scoffed, arms crossed as her hands manhandled you into straddling her, “that’s not kissing! it’s mouth-to-mouth breathing, it’s professional!”

she kissed your jaw, nipping at it softly before playfully whispering in your ear. “you’re telling me you didn’t enjoy that one bit, sugar?”

“no!” you whined, exasperated, throwing your hands up in the air, “i was trying to save you, you idiot!”

“okay okay!” she threw hers up as well, “i’ll stop!”

“good!”

she pressed warm open mouthed kisses to your neck, sliding over the slope of your shoulder, “please forgive me?”

“mmph,” you grumbled, keeping up the tough act under her delicious affection, “you don’t deserve it.”

“i don’t”, she affirmed, rubbing your hips soothingly, before pressing a tender yet firm kiss on your pouty lips. “but please? i’ll never do it again, princess.”

you looked away, reluctantly melting under her touch. you cleared your throat, acting like none of this affected you, “you better not.”

“i promise.”

you then sighed softly, letting her litter your neck with sweet hickeys, tilting your head back to give her more access, her hands roaming over your thighs.

“y’know,” her lips found their way back to yours, pressing a tentative peck there. “i think i’m not breathing so well right now, actually. i could use some proper CPR.”

you blushed, embarrassed, “stop it.. ah..” you wanted to scold her some more for that scare she gave you, yell at her about how inappropriate it was to reduce a medical act to some weird fetish of hers— but oh, you could only moan around her tongue as it thrusted deep into your mouth.

sokka screamed, palms over his eyes as he peeked through the gaps, “jesus, ew— we’re on a fucking plank of wood, you freaks! get a room!”

toph threw him her classic shit-eating grin, giving your plush ass a squeeze right in front of him, “we would, but there’s no room.”

heat rose to your cheeks, flustered, but your protests were quickly muffled with a sloppier, more heated kiss, sokka’s disgusted belching noises filling the background.

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* kind of wrote this in a rush so i’m sorry if it’s not so good </33 getting a little busy with exams coming up! i didn’t even reread it whoops, i hope it’s not a disaster

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mikaelvr

adult toph x firebender!reader

content: hurt/comfort, angst, fluff (a lot!! very fluffy i promise), prideful!toph, toph is bad with words, fem!reader, established relationship, miscommunication, reader is zuko’s little sister, some sibling fluff too because it’s so cute

summary: you and zuko are summoned to the fire kingdom, where you spend three whole years away from toph. at your return, you immediately look for her, excited to see the love of your life again, only to get a reaction you didn’t expect.

author’s note: this is a req ᢉ𐭩 i loved writing this :’)

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a heavy silence filled the room after zuko finished reading the newly received scrolls to you. he rolled them back with a sigh, setting them down on his desk as he leaned back against his chair, both of you tiredly looking at each other.

you groaned, elbows resting on the hard-wood desk, clutching your head. “seriously? this shit again?”

he ran a hand over his disheveled waves, brushing them back as he nodded, just as exasperated as you. “we’re expected to leave tonight at most, there’s no time to waste.”

“this is ridiculous!” you threw your hands up in the air, frustrated. “this already happened last time. father keeps dumping all the work on us like it’s nothing. why the hell does he think we’re fine with such a big decision on terribly short notice??”

zuko only rubbed over his scar and exhaled, “i know, i know. and you know i agree with you. but the fire kingdom’s on the line, information’s too scarce to properly assess the situation over there, and we really don’t have the time to debate this with such a looming threat before us. i get father’s unbearable, but.. just this time, pretty please? come with me?”

you huffed, rolling your eyes. “you know i wouldn’t let you go alone, zu.”

you weren’t the only ones perturbed by this sudden summon. while zuko ensured an emergency ship was ready to go, you were in charge of explaining to your friends that you’d both be gone for an indefinite amount of time — a week, a year.. you had no idea. they all frowned, offering you sympathetic words of comfort and gentle pats on your shoulder; except for one, of course.

“again?” toph spat, crossing her arms.

you sighed, guiltily scratching your head, “i know.. i’m sorry, baby. this isn’t something i can help. you can blame my stupid father for that.”

“or you could just let zuko go alone.”

“you know i can’t do that, toph.”

“well if you cared enough, you would.”

you knew she meant none of her words, so they didn’t really affect you. she never seemed to take your leaving well, and she’d just end up talking to talk, even when you both knew her arguments held no ground.

“i’ll be back soon,” you tentatively reach to cup her face. you sense her tense under your touch, like she was considering pulling away to keep up her sulky act, but she decided against it.

after all, who knew how long it’d be before she felt this hand on her skin again.

“i love you,” you press a soft peck to her pouty lips, stroking her cheek, “i’ll write to you as much as i can.”

she huffed proudly, like she wasn’t needily leaning into the palm of your head. “you better.”

you smiled and kissed her once more; a slower, sweeter one to remember you by. you chuckled at her flustered blush, finally pulling away. you hugged the rest of your friends tightly, promising them a safe return.

aang gave you his biggest smile, hyping you up with two thumbs up’s, “you’ve got this! we’ll be here, missing you both dearly!”

“don’t worry,” katara added, pulling a disgruntled toph to her side, “we’ll take good care of your pissy girlfriend in your absence, and read her your letters.”

she whined, pushing katara’s grinning face away, “get off me!”

you laughed fondly, giving them a final wave as zuko called for you to get on the ship. “i’ll miss you all. especially you, my beautiful girl. wait for me.”

you walked away, but not before taking one last glance back, smiling at the adorable pink color that tinted her cheeks.

you made it aboard, waving at them again over the railing as the anchor got steadily heaved up.

you watched toph’s angry features melt into sadder resigned ones, her lips moving. too far for you to hear, but clear enough for you to read.

your heart squeezed at each word you made out.

“i. will. miss. you. too.”

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three entire years.

three entire years you and zuko spent in the fire kingdom, the work seemingly endless as piles and piles of paperwork filled both your desks, solving crisis after crisis. many times you’d snap, throwing them all on the ground and angrily stomping on them, screaming about how badly you wanted to strangle the living daylights out of your father. when you and your brother arrived, the first thing you were greeted with was worried castle staff informing you about your dad’s departure.

that piece of shit. that was his goal all along; luring you with an ominous letter to keep you both trapped here with his duties until he decided to come back.

only zuko had kept you sane for this agonizingly long time, taking on most of the hectic work so you’d have more chances to rest, believing it was his responsibility for “asking you to come along.”

“i came by my own will, zu. this isn’t your fault in any way,” you’d reason, feeling guilty for how overworked he was.

he’d shake his head, writing report after report, “i can handle all of this. i just asked you to come because i like it when you’re with me. your presence makes it all feel less impossible.”

you’d smile, ruffling his hair. “what a sappy older brother i have.”

he’d just shrug, not lifting his gaze from his work, “it’s all true.”

“i know.”

with only that pitiful excuse of a dad for family, you and zuko had grown up incredibly close, shielding yourselves from the world, constantly holding onto each other no matter what mundane tasks you were engaged in.

even now, much more grown in your late twenties, you might not be the little clingy kids you were anymore, living in separate houses with your respective partners, but your bond hadn’t budged one bit. he really was your rock, keeping you grounded, especially in times like these awful three years cooped up in the kingdom you clearly fled for a reason.

and speaking of rocks..

there you were now, finally arriving at your destination, as you looked for your favourite rock. the beautiful, moody rock you missed with every fiber of your being.

who would probably earthbend actual rocks to smash your head in for how long you were gone for.

zuko helped you off the ship, and you two made your way to where the gaang would most likely be at this time of day (crashing at aang and katara’s place). since you left as suddenly as you were summoned, you didn’t find time to tell them about your return in advance, so you decided to surprise them instead.

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“ta-da!” you barged in, arms open wide in a show of victory despite your exhaustion, interrupting their dinner (in a rather chaotic manner). sokka got so startled he snorted his noodles out of his nose, aang screamed and jumped out of his place, knocking katara down with him as he tripped over his seat.

then you heard a bowl shattering against the floor, shards of it scattering everywhere.

toph’s eyes were blown wide, staring at you almost like she could see you, her bottom lip quivering, her shaky hands still held up in the position she had her bowl in.

you smiled wearily, walking over to her. your safe haven.

you had waited for so, so cruelly long to be cradled in those warm, lovely arms of hers again. the thought of coming back to her, the girl you loved most in the whole wide world, was what kept you going all this time.

you knelt next to where she was seated, leaning in for a hug — only for your girlfriend to quickly crawl away, her hand pressing over a sharp piece of glass in the process, cutting through her palm, but that did not seem to dull her shock in the slightest. she stared at you, so bewildered and hurt, and you felt a confusing dread pool in your stomach.

“toph—”

“i thought you were dead!” the sudden rise of her voice made you violently flinch back. you didn’t know what you expected to leave her mouth, but it was definitely not this.

“huh?” was the only word you managed to stupidly utter, completely taken aback.

toph scoffed, clenching her fists which in turn made the cut on her hand bleed more profusely. “what? you abruptly stop writing to me for an entire year, not even updating me once; what the hell did you expect me to think?”

there was so much, so much you wanted to say, but your tongue felt so heavy, a huge weight settling on your chest. so many excuses wanted to slip out of your trembling mouth, “i was too busy”, “the fire kingdom was in a dire situation and i couldn’t find a minute for myself”, “i was exhausted”..

but you also had no effort left for this. the trip left you entirely drained, the only moment you looked forward to was this very one: when you’d come back and fall into your girlfriend’s open arms, as she held you on her lap, gently stroking your hair and kissing your worries away.

this wasn’t how it was supposed to be.

“i-i’m sorry,” you pathetically stammered. all your excuses felt so flimsy under her furious gaze, you could only find it in yourself to apologize. “forgive me.”

you’d somehow hoped that would butter her up, tug at her heartstrings enough to feel pity for you; poor little you who had just spent three whole years alone with only her brother for company, as she relentlessly worked day and night because of her irresponsible father..

but she only huffed defensively, rolling her eyes. “oh, you’re sorry! how sweet. yes, let me ignore my girlfriend for over a year and then act like a kicked puppy for the reaction i get.”

you frowned at her mocking, “that’s not what i—”

“ahem,” zuko gingerly cleared his throat, the others not daring to even breathe as they awkwardly witnessed the couple fight.

he looked down at toph, “it really wasn’t her fault, i promise. it’s mostly because last year, we unfortunately had this huge incident with the neighboring—”

“i don’t care!” she interrupted, angrily standing up over the same shattered glass with her bare feet, her steely features unmoving as it dug into her soles. “i did not ask for a sob story.”

and with that, she turned on her injured heel and left, leaving you no time to process what happened or why it happened or how it happened.

your heart felt just like that bowl: smashed to jagged bits, trampled on without the slightest wince.

a lump formed in your throat, your hands clutching the fabric of your robes. this was what you had been so eagerly waiting for?

katara’s arm looped around your shoulders, gently pulling you to rest against her, and that was the final straw. you gave in, immediately breaking down into tired sobs, burying your face into the crook of her neck as she comfortingly rubbed your back.

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you knew you weren’t blameless, that you shouldn’t have written so little to her, and that this was all just a manifestation of her worry for you.. but it still stung. did you not deserve the smallest of breaks? it’s not like you were away on a tropical summer trip, surfing on gorgeous beaches and deliberately ignoring her.

even with zuko’s immense help, you still sometimes needed many sleepless nights to catch up with all the kingdom’s demands.

and when you were finally done with your daily tasks, the thought of sitting at your desk again, writing more during your tiny bit of free sleeping time, did seem like a hassle, and you promised yourself you’d write tomorrow.

tomorrow.

your eyes welled up again; you felt so guilty, so hurt, so exhausted.

you wanted to apologize, but you also wanted to yell at her. maybe you were in the wrong, but so was she! after all, you did come back. shouldn’t she be grateful that you didn’t die?

shouldn’t she have missed you?

it was unfair! she didn’t know how your conditions there were, or why you couldn’t write, so why was she so quick to dismiss your feelings and get upset with you before even hearing you out?

“you can stay over if you want,” katara suggested after your crying subsided, her hand still gently threading through your hair.

what an embarrassment. spending your first night back from an exhausting trip at your friend’s rather than your girlfriend’s.

you rubbed your eyes, offering her a small smile, “thank you, katara. but it’s okay, i still have to unpack at my house anyway, and..”

you looked down at your lap, fingers curling around the silk of your robes, “.. we’ll have to talk eventually. might as well do it tonight.”

she sighed and nodded understandingly, “you’re right. i’m really sorry about her outburst today. but don’t take it seriously, she’s just really hurt. you know, while you were gone, she’d come over and intensely knock at my door — even at 3am — whenever she got a letter from you, waking me up to read it for her. she hasn’t been herself since they stopped coming. i swear, she terribly missed you.”

and deep down, you knew. you knew she did miss you, maybe just as much as you missed her. you also knew that you did earn her wrath in a way; you had left her worried with no updates for the past months.

she had every right to be upset. you just wished she could have seen past that, understood your struggle, and celebrated your return.

you shook the thoughts off, finally sliding off katara’s grasp. dwelling on this any further would do neither of you any good. the sooner you talked, the faster this would be over.

“thank you, ‘tara.” you squeezed her hands in appreciation, to which she smiled back.

“you’re welcome anytime, darling.”

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you unlocked the door quietly, stepping into your home. you inhaled deeply, hoping to undo the tight dreadful knot forming in your abdomen.

you silently tip-toed up the stairs so she wouldn’t hear you; you didn’t even think of what to say when you’d actually see her. should you apologize again? should you sit down in front of her and wait for her to seek your forgiveness instead?

overthinking the numerous possibilities would only make you stop in your tracks and avoid this confrontation forever, so you decided to just show up and see where the wind takes you.

you stopped in front of your bedroom, about to walk in when muffled whimpers reached your ears.

you blinked, confused, pressing your ear up against the door.

you felt your heart sink to the deepest levels of the ocean you’d just sailed.

she was crying. toph beifong was crying in your room.

you wanted to break the door down, get on your knees, grovel and apologize desperately until your throat was sore, kiss her tears away — but that was only a recipe for disaster when you were dating the toph beifong, she’d only consider it a blow to her ego.

you swallowed, guilt and dread pooling in your gut, lifting your hand to knock softly.

an abrupt silence immediately followed, all her sounds coming to a stop. you weren’t even sure if she was still breathing.

you awkwardly stood there for a good minute, before the door finally opened, revealing a puffy-eyed toph.

her lips were pursed tightly, like she was holding herself back from yelling at you again.

you wished she would. it wouldn’t compare to the current painful throb in your chest.

“i’m sorry.”

…

you blankly stared at each other, the words leaving your mouths simultaneously. you expected her to seize that chance and double down on you, saying something along the lines of “yes you are. you better be.”

but she only chewed nervously at her bottom lip, her sightless gaze downcast.

“i’m sorry,” she repeated, your eyes widening. “i missed you.”

you let out a shaky exhale, trying to reign in all the emotion flooding your body, “i’m sorry too, toph. i missed you too.”

“i-i didn’t mean..” she started, trailing off, her fingers anxiously curling around her pants.

“i know,” you took hold of her tense hands, pulling her closer to you, noses almost touching. your voice lowered down to a gentle murmur, “i know you didn’t.”

her breath hitched audibly, the warm exhale hitting your cheek, and her hands immediately ditched yours to grab handfuls of your hips, smushing her mouth against yours.

her tongue darted out to prod at the small gap between your quivering lips, and you acquiesced, letting the pink muscle in to lick the neat rows of your teeth.

so many unspoken apologies in the soft squeezes of your hips, her needy whimpers on your mouth.

neither of you wanted to fully pull away yet; you’d only stop for a few seconds to catch your breath, chests heaving, before melting back into your sloppy, wet kiss. you were perfectly satisfied with this kiss as your conversation.

“i missed you so much,” she breathlessly panted against your lips between kisses, “i was so scared.”

you cupped her face, just as breathless, pausing your dazed making out for a moment. “i’m so sorry. you were right, i should have still made time to write to you.”

she only shook her head, her eyes uncharacteristically glistening with raw remorse, “it’s not your fault, you were too busy. i was just really surprised when you showed up so suddenly.. so i reacted badly, like i always do.”

“and i forgive you,” you stole another brief kiss, “like i always do.”

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“i’m really sorry, tophie.” you apologized as she rubbed the shampoo into your roots, “i should have been more considerate of your feelings.”

you were laying in the bathtub, toph sitting on the edge of it behind you, still clothed as she massaged your scalp. “yes you should have, dummy. i was really worried.”

“i’m sorry..” you blew bubbles into the warm water, relaxing, her hands working out every tangle.

“close your eyes.”

“hm? aahh! tophhh!” you squealed as she washed out your shampoo, some of it getting into your eyes.

“idiot, i told you to close them!” she yelled back, rubbing frantically at your eye area with her clean hands.

“you gave me no time to do that!”

…

a short silence followed, then you both burst out laughing, as she leaned down to press a kiss to your soapy lips. “you never listen to me. see, this is what it gets you. shampoo eyes.”

“sorry, tophie.”

she huffed out a breathy laugh, lightly flicking your nose, “you’re not.”

you chuckled, “am not.”

“so cheeky,” she cupped your face, peppering a few more kisses over your dripping face, then resumed her pampering.

you smiled, all warm and fuzzy inside, enjoying the feel of her firm but gentle hands on your hair, soothing your nerves. you let your eyes flutter shut, leaning your head on her knee.

she rolled her eyes and nudged you with it, “hey, get off, you’re getting my clothes wet. plus, i can’t wash your hair properly like this.”

you sighed, lifting a submerged hand off the bath water to grab her leg, “don’t be so mean to your moist girlfriend.”

“hey!” she whined, trying to free her leg from your grasp, “stop that, you moist girl!”

“if you can’t love me like this, how would you love me if i was a snail?”

“and why the hell would you be a snail?”

you shrugged, patting her thigh, leaving your wet handprint on her shorts, “you never know.”

she sighed, giving up on stopping you. “that’s a problem for future me, then.”

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* i love toph beifong so much guys i love toph i love toph i love i’m in love i ugh

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