#toph beiphong

[solidsmax]

Avatar Aang: The Last Airbender (2026) dir. Lauren Montgomery

[timeofdeathnote]

they win Halloween 🪨

by kristenthemaker on instagram

[rixieluvs]

An Eater

(Zuko x fem!reader x Toph)

Words: 1.9k

Tags: Explicit, sub!reader, bottom!reader, dom!Toph, ZuToph, power imbalance, sub(ish)!Zuko, unprotected P in V, fingering, masturbation, cunnilingus (reader giving)

Summary: You’re a palace servant who’s been in love with Zuko for a long time. One accidental late-night discovery has you stumbling onto him making out with Toph… and everything changes. A lot.

Self-control has never been your strong suit, really.

You found that evident enough in the way your throat bobbed steadily whenever Fire Lord Zuko's gaze lingered a tad too long on you, in the gentle clench of your fist in your dress as you tried so desperately to suppress emotions you knew were bound to consume you.

Oh, you knew it all too well.

But the taste of Toph's lips — warm, needy, claiming — on yours made you realize you might have somehow given yourself more credit than you were worth.

'This wasn't supposed to happen,' you thought to yourself, though you made no attempt to escape from her embrace, even as you felt stronger, warmer hands creep behind you, undoing the buttons of your dress.

You were just supposed to inform the Fire Lord of a letter he received, as you usually did.

You'd been on your way, the letter held carefully in your hands as you tried to keep your composure.

It was in the cool darkness of the hallway that you were met with… sounds — soft, barely audible. But unmistakable.

You should have left, should have understood that it was none of your business.

But curiosity, and the longing for something much more, pushed you on.

There, they were.

The Fire Lord himself, pressed against a nearby wall, red bruises lining his neck, and someone else. Someone you didn't immediately recognize.

'Is that?'

A breath caught in your throat as you looked closer. Toph Beifong?

You had been seeing her around the palace recently. But you always assumed she was here for official matters, not this.

Definitely not this.

Her hands were hidden beneath the red linen of his shirt, exploring every inch of the muscles that rippled beneath.

You gulped, that devastatingly familiar warmth pooling between your thighs.

This was wrong, right?

Watching your boss and his… friend make out in the hallway.

It had to be.

And yet, you stayed, eyes glued to them, thighs rubbing gently against each other as your own desire grew.

"Please," you heard Zuko whine, eyebrow furrowing as he slowly dropped to his knees.

Surely, he wouldn't.

Not right here in the hallway.

"Please. It's been so long," he said, hands crawling up to Toph's thighs.

"I'll do it just how you like it… just… let me."

Even in the dim lighting of that passageway, you couldn't miss the smirk that slowly formed on Toph's lips.

"You're lucky I'm in a good mood today."

Without wasting much time, he dove forward, hands reaching for her pants.

And that was about the time your senses returned to you.

You staggered back, trying to move as quietly as your shaky legs would take you and into your room.

You set the letter on your desk, crashing into your bed.

Your mind was an absolute mess, a million and one thoughts swirling all around.

But a certain heat bleeding right through your underwear made it difficult to think straight.

You had to take care of that first.

With a deep breath, you closed your eyes, barely escaped shame returning once more as you pictured what you had just seen in the hallway.

The bruises in Zuko's skin, the pathetic, needy look in his eyes. The way Toph's hands glided through his hair as he slowly lowered her pants.

"Fuck," you cursed softly, fingers finding that wet patch of fabric.

You teased yourself slowly, featherlight touches through the piece of clothing.

And when you couldn't take it anymore, you slid them in — embarrassingly easily.

Two at first, enough to stretch you out without being overwhelming. Your hips jerked slightly, grinding against your palm as said fingers worked inside you, curling just right to hit that sensitive spot deep within.

Your free hand moved to your shirt, rolling a hardened nipple as you continued to chase your high, the image of a groaning Toph filling your head.

And sadly, not your pussy.

You bit your bottom lip hard, eyes locked shut as you imagined what it'd be like to be underneath them both, being forced to take it over and over again till you couldn't anymore.

To feel strong hands pull you by your hair as another pair explores every inch of your body, pinching your clit while a thick cock stretches your dripping hole wide.

You wondered if it was because of the built-up tension, or the pure filth running through your head.

Either way, it didn't take long for you to reach your peak.

Not at all.

And when you did, it was violent. Hips spasming irregularly as slick coated your fingers and bedsheets, your walls clenching hard around your thrusting fingers in rhythmic pulses.

You collapsed into the bed, clarity hitting you like a train.

What the fuck did you just do?

- - -

You lay there panting, chest heaving as the aftershocks faded, your fingers still slick with your own cum pressed against your thigh. Heat flooded your cheeks — not from arousal now, but from embarrassment that made you want to sink into the mattress and disappear. How could you have watched them like that, gotten off to the sight of your Fire Lord begging on his knees? You were just a servant, nothing more, and now your mind was tainted with visions of their bodies tangled with yours.

Shame twisted in your gut, hot and unrelenting, as you pulled the sheets over your head, wishing you could erase the sticky evidence between your legs.

Just then, a sharp knock at the door jolted you upright.

"Miss?" came a servant's voice from the other side, timid but insistent. "The Fire Lord requests your presence immediately."

- - -

A shaky hand reached for the huge wooden doors of Zuko's chambers, sweat trickling down your back in cold beads.

Did he know?

Of course not.

How could he? It was probably just the letter.

That had to be it, right?

Desperation gnawed at your heart as you tried to convince yourself this had nothing to do with what you witnessed an hour before.

If only it worked.

With a pounding heart, you reached forward, knocking gently. The door creaked open, and you stepped inside, moving a few paces forward. In the shadowed corner, you noticed subtle movements, weirdly familiar movements — bodies shifting in the dim firelight.

You froze.

There they were (again): Toph and Zuko, lips locked hungrily, hands roaming with urgent need.

A rush of arousal flooded your core, mixed with fear and a burning embarrassment. Your palms grew slick with sweat, heart racing impossible fast.

Confusion swirled in your mind as you stammered, "I-I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to intrude!"

How did you manage to walk in on them twice in one night?!

You spun on your heel, desperate to flee.

But Toph rose slowly from the bed, her bare feet padding across the stone floor. She walked right toward you, a smirk playing on her lips.

“Why so nervous all of a sudden? You didn't seem this jumpy an hour ago... when you were watching us."

‘Shit.’

They knew.

Fuck, they knew.

You'd never wanted to disappear as badly as you did now.

Heat blazed across your cheeks like an open flame.

"I-I'm sorry! My curiosity got the better of me. I shouldn't have... I'll accept any punishment. Please, forgive me!" you stuttered, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. The embarrassment that swirled deep in your chest only seemed to grow as time went on. But so did the fire between your thighs.

Zuko's voice cut in from the bed, his tone laced with intrigue. "Any?"

And perhaps you shouldn't have suggested that.

One moment you were standing a few feet away from Toph, gaze lowered, your hands picking at the skin around your nails, and the next her lips were devouring yours, pushing you back onto the bed with barely suppressed need.

You moaned loudly, the taste of her tongue completely eroding your senses.

Zuko pressed in from behind, his hard cock grinding firmly against your ass through his robes, his hands carefully undoing the buttons of your servant's wear. You could feel every thick inch of him throbbing, and your pussy ached, ached with the desperate need to be filled up.

Completely.

‘God.’

"Please," you begged them, voice breaking with lust, shame finally evading you.

"I really… I really need it."

Toph pulled back just enough to grin mischievously.

"You're not exactly in a position to make requests... but that look on your face? Too fucking good to pass up."

Zuko stayed pressed behind you, his cock still grinding insistently against the warmth of your body as Toph yanked her robes open and away. Her glistening pussy was exposed, a patch of hair above swollen folds, already dripping with arousal.

"Eat," Toph ordered, cloudy pupils fixed on you.

You dove in eagerly, sucking and licking through her wet, shiny folds, savoring the tangy taste of her juices — the best thing that has ever graced your tongue.

You whined, your own hand slipping beneath your underwear, fingers seeking relief. But Zuko's strong grip stopped you mid-motion.

"Just focus on her," he muttered, eyes locked onto the blissed out look on Toph's face.

Before you could even react, he pushed your dress higher, fully exposing your sopping pussy, reddened and pulsing with lust.

“So desperate..." you heard him whisper, his voice laced with both amusement and arousal.

His leaky cockhead dragged along the edges of your slit, teasing your entrance until you groaned deeply against Toph's clit. Then he slid inside, stretching you with his thickness. He was huge — big enough to deliver that delicious sting you'd fantasized about during countless lonely nights, your walls clenching greedily around every veined inch.

Toph noticed your pace falter and fisted your hair, yanking you deeper into her pussy. You moaned, the vibrations humming through her core. You were overwhelmed completely — by the slick wetness staining your lips and the thick cock plunging relentlessly in and out of your cunt.

Rough hands gripped your hip as Zuko adjusted his angle, lowering to thrust even deeper. His grunts filled your ears, hot breath ghosting your neck as he fucked you harder, hips snapping with even greater intensity.

"Look at you. Taking us so well..."

The praise moved from his lips straight to your core, soaking you even more, if that was possible at all.

Toph's grinding slowly grew erratic, her breaths hitching, lower lip caught between her teeth. You grabbed onto her hips for support, quickening your pace as you lapped at her cunt like a woman dying of thirst.

Finally, she shattered, coming hard in your mouth. And she looked even better than you'd imagined. Her muscles rippled under your lips, toned thighs clamping your head as her hands gripped your hair tighter, that sweet, sweet sting on your scalp making your pussy clench around Zuko like a vise.

He felt it all.

Every flutter, every squeeze along his length. And the sight and sound of Toph's peak pushed him right over the edge.

With a guttural groan, he pulled out just in time, unleashing thick white spurts of release across your back. A flare of heat escaped him, wafts of steam rising from his flushed skin as his climax flooded through him.

It felt good — the warmth released onto you.

But you were now left aching, empty, unsatisfied, your cunt throbbing with unspent need. They both panted heavily as you sat up straight between them, soft whimpers escaping your lips.

You knew you shouldn't ask. This was weird enough already. But they couldn't just leave you hanging like this... right?

Toph seemed to have read your mind, without even needing to see you.

She shoved you flat on the bed, her fingers plunging into your pussy without mercy, curling and thrusting hard.

“So wet for us…”

Zuko leaned in, his mouth — warm and insistent — trailing hot kisses over your sweat-soaked skin: neck, collarbone, breasts, as Toph worked inside you relentlessly.

And when your orgasm hit, it was like a tidal wave. You came so hard your body convulsed, squirting warm fluids that splashed across you three in messy arcs.

Relief washed over you, but before you could even catch your breath, you felt Zuko's cock — slightly hard — pressing against your still-quivering hole once more.

"We're not done yet.”

All rights reserved. Please don’t copy, repost, or claim this work as your own. This is my creation. Thank you for reading and respecting that.

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A/N: Zuko ended up being a lot less sub than I'd wanted, but oh well.

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Tag: @motheroffae

[anretoga]

The family we found in each other

[c4sings6]

boobjob w g!p toph? 😝

𐐪 toph b. + reader.

ᰔ warnings: afab!reader. gp!toph. not proofread. dry humping. handjob. slight oral ⤿ blowjob. cum painting…yeah yk what i’m talking about….

as much as you’ve asked specifically for a boobjob, i’d like to delve deeper into the whole appeal your boobs have for toph. i mean, why wouldn’t they?? toph would feel offended if you were to think the opposite…!!

starting off with toph who isn’t slick, for the love of god, when it comes to glance at your chest. maybe maybe you’re wearing a low cut shirt/top, adjusting its cleavage not-so-subtly to make it hang better to your tits. toph, who’s got the gist of your attempt to catch her attention, judging by the sounds of friction against your own skin, licks her lips in amusement as she turns her head, as if she could actually watch. your breasts sit perfectly underneath your top, and shatter to the scales, the colorful lace of your bra pokes a little- it would be enough to have toph refrain from salivating in public. thinking of purposely spilling ice cream on your tits so you get to slither your fingers above, in order to clean yourself up, and having toph’s breath hitching & mind’s flow racing while she tries her hardest not to have a full-blown erection: the way the sweet substance drips along your cleavage, the way you lick your finger with a soft hum whenever you taste it, fucking hell toph’s thoughts go so wild she might be dying as well.

toph who shamelessly ogles at your boobs whenever you hump her thigh, the whole while you’re still clothed!! manspreading her way to your pleasure, you find yourself eagerly grinding against the groin of her thigh as her hands leave a grip at your hips, sustaining your balance whereas your composure slowly shatters bit by bit. you helplessly whimper whenever your poor clit rolls against the right angle, breath flushed a mere inch from her ear. toph bites her bottom lip so hard it nearly draws blood, sliding her hands upwards to finally meet your mounds; soft and pillow-y underneath her touch, she’d spend the whole eternity playing with them. her cock is fully hard now, she struggles to not strip you off completely and fuck you like a wild animal- instead she just waits, portraying your breasts as a fidget toy. “love these soo much….if only i could see ‘em.” says toph who, once her lips wrap around one of your nipples, can’t stop mouth at them.

now speaking for the boobjob itself….i’d say toph, who would be lying if she said she didn’t actually think of fucking your tits for a long, fortunate while. sure, this is usually counted for a visual representation, but given the fact that toph is blind, she lets her imagination run free through the pines, which is way more pleasant than one would expect!!!

your delicate touch barely wastes time as it pumps up & down her cock, every single vein of it throbbing through her own eagerness. her hips squirm a little- the arranged amount she manages given her conditions; your hand feels good and she’s trying her best not to cum too fast. she pulses underneath your fist, her mouth lets soft gasps spill as your pace grows sloppier. “holy fuck- augh.” her length twitches, she’s so fucking close it’s embarrassing; until, out of a horny haze, tophs mind urges to take a deep breath. “c’mon babe,” she pants between gritted teeth, “let me fuck those pretty tits…shit, need it bad,” at this point she’s babbling nonsense- and you love it. as much as your eyes widen and your jaw drops in bewilderment at the first glance, you can’t really deny how much you want this to happen. soon, your hand withdraws from her shaft to shift closer; toph almost feels like crying from the sudden lack of stimulation, but then she realizes what you’re up to. you cup your breasts to jut her cock in between, spitting above the head to reach the perfect friction. you press them together from the sidelines, to then rub them up & down her length. they feel so damn soft against her skin, now she has to prevent herself from cumming right away. “o-oh fuck….” she outright whines, “oh yeah babe, keep doing that- augh…feels so fucking good…” she leaks in so much pre you start to think your spit wasn’t necessary, but what’s done it’s done. plus, the squelching sounds her cock emits from the tight channel your boobs make it’s enough for toph to go dumb. from what you’re able to perceive, the tip pokes a bit from the space, hence why you decide to kitten lick it for what you can reach. “you’re such a perv for liking this, tophie.” you tease. “mh- can’t help it…” she can’t help but throw her head back moaning, more so at the pet-name. if she was close to come before, now it takes nothing. with one final thrust of your breasts, her cock twitches one last time for her cum to ooze directly on them, painting you like a blank sheet. her mind blurs, she’s probably never come this hard before. you end your movements to ease her through her orgasm, only for her to grab you by the hair and pant: “you’re insane.”

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[cosmisfit]

I love the way you write Toph! Here's some fluff idea inspired by your last post.

Reader is a bookworm, and Toph doesn't get it because why would you rather spend your time with your nose into some book instead of doing something more fun like sparring????

So reader offers to read to her, and Toph somehow ends up snuggled up to her neck while reader recites the story to her and strokes her arm or hair, and omg why does reader smell so nice?? And the sound of her voice is so soothing too???

Bonus point if they are not even dating, just on the crushing phase🩷

toph beifong x you

toph does not understand the appeal of books at first.

you'll be sitting peacefully with your book, fully immersed, and she'll just stand there with her arms crossed like you personally betrayed her.

"wow. sounds thrilling. truly, i'm shaking." she keeps trying to lure you away from reading with increasingly dramatic offers. "wanna spar?"

"no, toph."

"wanna go throw rocks at something?"

"no"

"wanna go throw rocks at sokka?"

".... tempting, but no."

she acts like your book is her romantic rival. she has beef with it (one-sided beef, but still), if you smile at a line while reading, she immediately points at you. "oh, so that's funny? but when i say genius things, you tell me to stop interrupting."

toph pretends she thinks reading is boring, but she's also deeply nosy, she'll be like i don't care while absolutely hovering nearby, trying to figure out why you gasped at chapter seven.

eventually, you offer to read to her, she scoffs so hard it should legally count as bending.

"what, you're gonna tuck me in too?" but she doesn't leave, in fact, she sits down-very much not interested-except she keeps asking questions every five seconds. "wait, why is he lying?"

"toph, i just read that part."

"yeah, and he's bad at it, i can tell."

she is the WORST person to read mystery stories to because she keeps guessing the plot twists way too early.

"this guy did it."

"you don't know that."

"his footsteps are suspicious."

"toph, there are no footsteps, this is a book."

at first, she sits beside you with this exaggerated bored expression, but slowly, she ends up closer.

first her shoulder brushes yours. then her knee is pressed against your leg. then she's leaning against your side like it was completely inevitable and not at all something she chose to do.

if you pause, she complains. "why'd you stop?"

"you said this was boring."

"well, i'm bored when you're not reading now."

toph absolutely does not know what to do with how soothing your voice is. she makes fun of it to survive.

"you always sound this fancy when you read, or are you trying to impress me?"

"is it working?"

"no."

it is working.

the first time you stroke her arm absentmindedly while reading, she freezes, you almost stop, worried you made her uncomfortable, but she just grumbles, "didn't say stop."

so you don't, and that's how toph discovers she likes being read to while being gently touched, which is deeply inconvenient for her entire personality.

she starts making excuses to get you to read to her. "your weird little paper drama, continue it."

"you mean the book?"

"yeah, the thing with the fake people and emotional damage."

(she slowly becomes addicted to the routine).

you reading softly, your fingers carding through her hair, her cheek tucked near your shoulder or neck, pretending she's only there because "the gravity is more comfortable in this spot."

sure, toph.

she gets very quiet when she's snuggled up to you, which is how you know she's absolutely losing the battle against her crush.

and the best part is that you smell nice. toph hates this development.

sometimes she'll hide her face against your neck and mutter complaints into your skin. "this is still boring."

"you asked me to read."

"yeah, because you get all smiley when you do it."

"you like when i smile?"

"don't get cocky, scroll goblin."

she definitely gives you ridiculous nicknames. scroll goblin, book gremlin, boba bun. but she says them with this stupid little grin that makes it very obvious she's fond of you.

if the gaang walks in and catches her curled up against you, she immediately becomes a menace;

sokka: "are you two cuddling?"

toph—still fully cuddling you: "no. i'm holding them hostage."

katara: "you look very comfortable."

toph: "interrogation tactic."

aang: "what are you interrogating them about?"

toph: "book crimes."

she refuses to admit she likes the romantic parts. she'll interrupt every tender confession with gagging. "ugh. just kiss already!"

"you want them to kiss?"

"i want efficiency! this is painful! i'm done with you, guys."

but if the characters actually kiss, she goes suspiciously still. and if your voice gets a softer during romantic scenes, she suddenly finds the gravity is very interesting. whatever.

toph is absolutely the type to tease you for blushing while she is also blushing.

"you nervous, pudding pop?"

"toph, your ears are red."

"my ears just have to act up whenever the weather gets hot."

"but it's literally the middle of winter right now...."

"i know, i'm blind, so remembering things isn't exactly my strongest sport."

"but blindness doesn't have anything to do with memory, though...."

"i know! the point is, i'm blind! like, what is wrong with these people? anyway, your whole face is stupid."

whatever.

the crushing phase is unbearable because everyone knows except the two of you. or rather, toph knows, but she refuses to label it because feelings are annoying and she would rather punch a canyon.

she just keeps choosing you, sitting next to you, asking you to read, leaning into your touch, and pretending she doesn't care while somehow remembering every single detail of your favorite stories.

one day, you mention a character from a book you read weeks ago, and toph immediately goes, "that idiot? i hated him." you stare at her, she shrugs. "what? i listen."

and that's the thing.

she does listen. to the stories, to your voice, to the way your breathing changes when you're trying not to laugh, to the little pauses you take before your favorite lines.

overall, toph beifong may act like she doesn't get books, but she gets you.

a/n: anon, my beloved, i’m so sorry this took a little while to answer i was fighting for my life with some digestive issues lmaoooo. but thank you for sending this in!! i love you and i hope you like it! <3

[rubyys-domain]

DREAM BLUNT ROTATION / FOURSOME !!!

no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch...

you already know how it goes.

[yukaro353]

I ship them, but I never make content about it.

In short, a small Gaang party that could have ended even better.