no because nobody understands how hard it was to find x reader fics of anyone in the gaang or atla fandom in general before this movie came out. now there’s new fics coming out daily. I USED TO PRAY FOR TIMES LIKE THIS‼️
ᦸ 𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐡 tends to get a bit lost in it... a solid 8/10.
She starts off by kissing your inner thighs and pulling your legs over her shoulders, teasingly breathing on you while whispering; it's always painfully slow before she gets to work.
You can never last long when she goes down on you, from the way she's trying to suck your soul out & her own little noises; who can even blame you?
She'll moan into you every time you tug her hair, sucking & slurping at your clit harder as your thighs curl tightly around her head.
She will lick her lips before kissing your lips after you finish on her pretty tongue.
ᦸ 𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚 is a quick learner & practices often... hands down a 10/10.
She's always so patient with her teasing, because she knows once she goes all in, the sex won't last more than five minutes.
Her record for making you finish the quickest was three minutes, where she'd refused to break eye contact while eating like she'd been starved.
Katara's grown very in tune with your body, listening to what it's saying more than just going crazy; she'll be very tender with it, holding your thighs in place & taking breaks to whisper how pretty you look for her.
She always pulls back, slowly exhales & kisses up your stomach while asking if you're okay after she gets you to finish for her—like she hadn't just made you see stars.
ᦸ 𝐬𝐨𝐤𝐤𝐚 makes sure his girl is very satisfied... 8/10.
He'll get so into it sometimes he'll not realize how many times you've finished until your thighs are shaking against his skull, whining that you can't take anymore.
It always strokes his ego when you cum on his face, which is fine; with his skills, he deserves it. The only complaint you could even have about it is how fast he gets you there.
Sometimes, he'll use his fingers if his jaw needs a momentary break. But then he'll coo how pretty you look, & his tone doesn't help when you're trying to last long enough that it isn't pathetic.
He'll always be so proud of himself while cleaning you off after, too, sweet & gentle, but you can just feel that he's smug about it.
ᦸ 𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐨 eats for the love of the game... 9/10.
He's very thorough when eating you out. Patiently taking the time to learn everything that makes you tick & sticking with it.
Sometimes he'll stop and pull back just to lick his lips & stare at you before diving back in; that pause always feels more intimate than the build-up, with his long hair brushing your skin & half-lidded eyes.
He grips onto your thighs whenever you're close & holds you in place so you can't just squirm away, pulling back to rest a palm on your stomach and reminding you to stay still.
Zuko's always so sweet after you come for him, cleaning you up & offering to make you dinner, run you a bath, or just sit with you for a few minutes.
ᦸ 𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐠 does not play about his favorite meal... no notes, 10/10.
He moans like he's the one getting head—hands placed firmly on your stomach & he'll moan into you so desperately it's almost pathetic.
Aang uses his fingers on your clit, though sparingly, so he can focus on teasing you. He'll slowly trace around the sensitive nub while he gets drunk off your noises; any sound he gets out of you is such an accomplishment.
The fact that he's the avatar doesn't matter; the moment you're in bed, the only thing on his mind is how good he can make you feel.
Whenever he can tell you're close, he likes to intertwine one of his hands with yours so you can feel more comfortable.
Aftercare is good too; he'll carry you to the bathroom & run you a bubble bath while making sure you're okay.
I could see him using temperature play with his tongue/mouth to make you feel the sensations a bit more intensely. leaving heated kisses on your thighs, or directly to your clit
seeing his pretty hair splayed between your legs would probably drive you insane-
incredibly passionate and has taken the time to get to know your body, the things that make you tick, etc. out of his adoration for you (maybe a bit for his own pleasure too)
biceps wrapped around your thighs hhhghhhhh
wants to see how many times he can get you to cum with just his mouth-
Toph:
messy eater 100%
she'd have her hands firmly placed on you, making sure you can't squirm or shift away from her (that grip is STRONG too, you aren't moving)
I imagine her heightened senses would make it fun for her, being able to pick up on your every tremble, jolt, etc. due to how in tune she is with them
super unrelenting, she'd def overstimulate and keep going after you cum just to get your reaction
Katara:
probably the one out of the gaang to get you there the fastest
because of this I imagine her spending a lot of time on foreplay, exploring your body with her hands, or her bending
gentle, but very intentional. she doesn't have to do much to get you drenched almost immediately
because of how in tune she is with your body, she'd be able to sense when you're getting fairly close too
Sokka:
hungryyy. doesn't leave behind any scraps
I could see him getting pussy-drunk really early too lol
lots of body worship, would probably talk you through it, praising you while he's down there
uses his hands to his advantage; making lightwork out of finding your g-spot while his mouth focuses on your clit once he notices you getting close
Aang:
very tender and sweet- will often steal glances at you, trying to read your expressions during it
holds you up like you weigh nothing while he eats you out- keeping you stable by holding you against a wall/another firm surface with your legs draped over his shoulders
just a liiitle handsy- feels up your ass and thighs while he's working, wanting to take in your softness. he also does it to ground you when he notices your breathing get erratic
summary: the gaang admit they want you and decide to show you exactly how much.
warnings: sub!reader, fem!reader, orgy dynamics, multiple partners, oral sex, handjobs, throat fucking implied, oral receiving, praise kink, teasing, edging, orgasm denial, temperature play, ice play, sensory overload, rough kissing, gagging, degradation themes, punishment but no reward, consensual dominance, breast play, nipple stimulation, clit stimulation, messy kissing, cum play, sexual tension, power dynamics, smut, MDNI;
wc: 2,5k
a/n: katara being both a top and the mastermind behind this was inevitable actually. thank you to my 💠 anon for suggesting this.
It started as a joke.
As a funny question about who was having crushes on who.
One thing led to another, and they all somehow told you it was you.
That was when silence fell over the entire room.
During your time together with the gaang, there had been awkward moments and silence before, yet nothing too out of the ordinary. But this one? It was different. More suffocating. More… intimate. You could feel the gazes on you now, watching you with focus and unreadable expressions.
Your heartbeat started increasing, your palms turning sweaty as your mind scrambled for something to say. You didn’t know what to do or where to go from this.
Of course, the attraction was both ways.
From the moment you met them and started spending time together, you felt it growing stronger with every passing day. But you never dared to say or do anything about it, too scared it would ruin the vibe between all of you.
The close relationships you had built with each of them mattered too much. You couldn’t throw everything away.
“We didn’t want you to feel weirded out, you know?” Katara finally broke the silence as she scooted closer, until her chest pressed against your arm.
“Oh, no, I would never—”
Your breath caught in your throat the moment her hand landed on your thigh.
“Is that okay?” Katara asked softly, fingers resting there carefully.
You could barely answer her.
You nodded quietly instead.
“I want to hear you talk,” she pushed gently, her hand slowly sliding higher up your thigh.
“It’s okay,” you breathed out shakily.
“You’re blushing like crazy,” Sokka snickered as he leaned back on his palms, eyes never leaving your form.
You threw him a glare, but the second your eyes locked with his, you couldn’t hold it for long.
Yeah.
For the first time, you actually felt intimidated by Sokka.
“Are you too hot right now?” Katara spoke again, making you look back at her. “You’re burning up,” she continued while your breathing turned more uneven with every second. “Should I help you?”
She offered it so casually, like she wasn’t making your entire body heat up with just a few touches.
You would’ve liked not to answer so fast. But you did.
She barely even managed to finish speaking before a nervous “yes” left your lips.
Toph and Sokka immediately giggled while Zuko and Aang sent you sympathetic looks, though neither of them looked much calmer themselves.
“Come here, then. Lay your back against my chest,” Katara instructed gently, though there was still firmness hidden beneath her soft tone.
You nodded quickly and shifted towards her, settling between her legs until your back rested against her chest comfortably.
“Tell me if it’s too much, alright?” she whispered near your ear.
Then you felt her hands slide downwards until they rested over your breasts beneath the dark green robe you were wearing.
Your breath hitched.
Katara hooked her fingers into the fabric and slowly dragged the material aside, exposing your bare breasts to the entire room. Cool air brushed against your skin immediately, making your nipples harden from the sudden loss of warmth.
Sokka whistled at the sight before Zuko nudged him hard in the side.
Aang stayed quiet, but his eyes were completely focused on your chest now.
“Nothing underneath?” Katara questioned with a knowing smile tugging at her lips.
“I— you all appeared out of nowhere— I didn’t have time—” you tried to explain quickly.
“She’s lying,” Toph interrupted with a grin.
Your face burned hotter as you looked down at your lap.
Katara raised a brow at you expectantly.
You took a deep breath as you closed your eyes, avoiding their eyes.
“I wore nothing on purpose,” you finally admitted on a quiet tone.
A moan instantly slipped from your lips when Katara’s hands squeezed your breasts, kneading the soft skin slowly.
“Oh,” she whispered against your ear. “Then maybe we’ll have to punish you for lying and for the other times you did things on purpose.”
Her fingers squeezed your nipples harder.
Then suddenly, you felt something freezing against your skin.
You jolted.
Looking down, you realized the tips of Katara’s fingers had turned icy cold, frost slowly forming against your heated skin. The sharp contrast made your entire body squirm in her lap.
She kept rubbing your nipples between her fingers, making shaky cries leave your throat from both the sting and pleasure of it.
“Mhm— ah!”
Your head fell back against her shoulder.
“Need some warmth?” she teased softly.
Before you could answer, you heard heavy footsteps approaching.
You lifted your head slightly and saw Zuko walking towards you before lowering himself onto his knees between your legs.
His large hands rested carefully against your knees first before slowly sliding upwards over your skin.
“That okay?” he asked quietly, eyes fixed on yours while waiting patiently for your answer.
You nodded automatically.
Katara immediately pressed colder fingers against your nipple in punishment for your non-verbal reply, making you jolt with a whimper.
“Yes! Yes, it’s okay— I’m sorry,” you gasped out quickly.
Zuko’s lips curled into a small teasing smirk before he slowly pushed aisde the material of your robes, completely revealing your legs along with your undergarments.
Then his palm slowly went between youe legs, pressing directly against your clothed core.
Your hips jerked forward instinctively at the warmth of his hand against your sensitive heat.
Katara’s lips brushed against your ear at the same time, making another shiver run through your body.
You had Katara’s cold hands on your breasts and Zuko’s warmth pressing down on you through the material, the contrast making your head spin.
You were so lost in the moment that you didn’t even notice Aang and Sokka stepping closer until they settled beside you on either side.
“Gonna help us out a little too, right?” Sokka asked with a grin.
“If you want to, of course,” Aang added with a soft voice, offering a nervous smile.
How could you even refuse them?
“I’d love—mhm— love to,” you say, a lot breathier than intended.
Sokka’s grin widened after hearing your reply. He then took your hand that rested on Katara’s leg, while Aang carefully lifted your other hand, fumbling slightly with his trousers.
Normally, you probably would’ve giggled at how awkward he looked for a second. But Zuko and Katara already had you dizzy from the overwhelming contrast of hot and cold sensations moving through your body.
You let both boys guide your hands where they wanted them, your eyes slightly widening when you saw them pulling out their half-hardened cocks.
Sokka was bigger than you expected, not overly thick but long enough to make your throat tighten. Aang was thicker, with more prominent veins running along his length, making you wonder how would it feel inside you.
Both of them were already leaking precum, feeling their wettnes the moment your fingers wrapped around them. Quiet hisses and groans filled the room as you started moving your hands slowly, thumbs spreading the slick fluid over their tips before stroking up and down carefully.
Sokka’s hand quickly caught your wrist, encouraging you to pump him faster, while Aang seemed to enjoy slower movements more.
So you tried your best to give both of them what they wanted.
But it was hard to stay focused.
Katara was still kneading your breasts like they belonged to her, earning soft whimpers from you every few seconds before icy jolts shot through your body whenever her cold fingertips brushed over your sensitive nipples too harshly.
At the same time, Zuko’s palm kept rubbing over your clothed core, thumb brushing your clit, pressing down and spreading his warmth all over, making your hips twitch forward helplessly.
When he finally stopped moving and pulled his hand away, you almost whimpered at the loss. But then your gaze dropped towards Toph, who was crawling towards you with a grin spread across her face.
“What—”
“Shh,” Katara cooed softly into your ear, her warm breath brushing your skin and making your heart race even faster. “It’s okay.”
Toph reached you and immediately pushed your legs apart wider while Zuko’s hand suddenly caught your chin, forcing your attention back onto him instead.
You blinked in confusion at first, only for your breath to catch when you realized he was freeing his cock too.
Slowly, carefully, he guided the tip against your parted lips.
“Just a little?” he asked, voice low as the tip brushed against your lower lip.
“Yes,” you breathed out quickly before Katara could punish you again for staying quiet.
That was all Zuko needed.
He pushed into your mouth too fast at first, making you gag immediately as tears burned at your eyes. He muttered a quick apology under his breath before pulling back slightly to let you breathe. Then he moved again, slower this time, more careful. Though you could still tell he wanted to go faster.
Your watery gaze dropped towards Toph, who was already pulling the rest of your clothes away completely. The second she exposed your cunt, her fingertips slid through your folds curiously before she chuckled softly at how wet you already were.
Your hips instinctively moved towards her touch, the sudden movement making you gag around Zuko again.
Toph only grinned wider at the sounds.
She lowered herself between your legs completely before hooking them over her shoulders.
Then her mouth was on you.
The first slow lick along your folds made your entire body shake. A second later, she sucked harshly at your clit, earning louder muffled cries from your throat around Zuko’s cock.
Katara kept whispering soft praises into your ear while stimulating your nipples relentlessly. They were probably swollen and red by now from how much attention she gave them, but the sting only turned you on more.
Your grip around Sokka and Aang loosened slightly as your focus completely shattered from all the sensations hitting you at once.
Zuko thrusting into your mouth.
Toph licking between your legs like she was starving.
Katara torturing your sensitive chest.
Sokka noticed immediately.
He firmly grabbed your wrist and guided your hand faster along his length, using your grip to help himself chase his release.
Aang stayed gentler instead.
He slowly rocked into your hand while one of his palms moved into your hair, carefully massaging your scalp and trying to comfort you despite how overwhelmed you already looked.
The room slowly filled with sounds.
Your muffled moans.
Sokka’s groans.
Aang’s shaky breaths.
Zuko’s rough grunts.
And the wet slurping noises coming from between your legs every time Toph sucked harder at your clit.
Meanwhile, Katara stayed steady behind you through all of it, paying attention to every reaction your body gave her. Every twitch. Every gasp.
Every tear gathering at your eyes whenever Zuko pushed too deep into your throat or Toph sucked your clit too harshly.
At one point, your eyes fluttered shut completely.
There were too many sensations at once. Too many hands touching you everywhere — your breasts, your waist, your stomach, your thighs.
“I’m close,” Zuko suddenly grunted.
Your eyes opened halfway.
Steam curled faintly from his skin and through his nose, while veins stood out sharply along his neck as his thrusts became rougher and sloppier.
Then, with a sharp breath, he finally pulled out and spilled over his own palm instead.
You inhaled deeply the second your mouth was free, finally able to breathe properly again—
—but the relief barely lasted two seconds.
Katara’s hand grabbed your chin firmly and turned your head towards her before she crashed her lips against yours.
The kiss instantly turned messy.
Teeth clashing. Lips biting.
Saliva slipping down your chin as she kissed you greedily, swallowing every shaky whimper that left your throat. At some point, her hand slid back down between your thighs, fingers pressing directly against your clit while Toph kept licking at your folds below.
Toph hummed against you, tightening her grip around your thighs.
You moaned louder, hips moving faster now until you were practically grinding your pussy against Toph’s face.
Your toes curled hard and a hot feeling started tightening inside your stomach, growing stronger with every touch, every movement, every hand on your body.
Then suddenly, another hand tilted your chin upwards.
Aang.
He lowered himself closer before pulling you into another kiss immediately after Katara let you go. You thought he would be a bit more composed, but with the way his tongue pushed into your mouth desperately… it was far from that.
Your hand still stroked him through the kiss, feeling him twitch harder and harder in your grip. He whimpered against your lips, both hands tangling into your hair as he pulled you closer.
The kiss quickly became sloppy and desperate. Then his whole body tensed suddenly.
You felt hot cum spill over your hand while his movements faltered completely. Small apologies left his lips between kisses, breathless and embarrassed.
You couldn’t help smiling faintly against his mouth.
But before the moment could last, another strong hand wrapped gently around your throat, pulling you away from Aang.
Then Sokka kissed you next.
He no longer needed help to finish as he did the work by himself since you were so lost in the moment.
Your jaw hurt and your lips were completely swollen because of the kissing. You were still trying to focus on reaching that feeling that felt so close.
You let out a moan as you let Sokka’s tongue leave your mouth, while your hips rose up to meet Toph faster. But before you can feel that sweet pressure finally snap, you heard Katara’s voice behindyou.
“Stop,” her voice came out strong and firm, making you shiver.
Toph’s movements slow down as she leans back, while Sokka’s mouth leaves yours.
“But—” you try to complain.
“Where would be the punishment if we let you get what you want?” she smiled at you, but her eyes gave you another message… one that stirred something in you. Something heavy and dark and… curious.
You’ve never thought you’d enjoy feeling so many hands on you, so many mouths, so many bodies… but you did, and you wanted to see how far this will go.
Katara patted your leg to get up, and you tried, but you almost fell due to your wobbly legs, yet Aang moved faster and caught you in his strong arms.
“Easy,” he whispered in your ear, making you look up at him, seeing how fond he was looking at you. He had that kind smile on his face.
Before you can even thank him, you heard Katara’s voice behind you, sending shivers down your spine.
synopsis . Hey baby won’t you open up? Let Toph split you open like a coconut? content . afab!reader, established relationship, blind jokes, fingering, dirty talk, pussy spanking, edging, slight overstim, grinding on her hand, cockiness, etc.
author’s note: close the door ‘n open up to meeee (this song has also been stuck in my head) this is just a lil smth smth, nothing crazy yet.
"Nervous?" Ah, you knew that tone dangerously well.
It’s the same tone she always throws your way when she wants to taunt you most, the same tone that has your legs sneakily trying to squeeze together in a poor attempt at soothing the ache in between them.
"W-What? No, of course not." You claim, despite feeling exactly that.
Toph’s lips quirk ever so slightly at the corners, "Thennnn, why're you shaking so much?"
Okay, sometimes you swear your allegedly blind girlfriend has the full ability to see you because how else would she catch the way your poor thighs are struggling to sprawl out a little wider for her?
She's not even touching you anymore!
“I’m not,” You insist.
A soft tut puffs just past her lips and you watch her lean a little closer, the heat from her body radiating near yours.
"Liar," She purrs, voice catching a hint of smugness you always knew it to.
You wanted to hate how wet she got you in times like this, but after being finger-fucked to oblivion just a few seconds ago—only to have her leave your weepy cunt empty just as you were about to cum—it’s a little difficult to hate anything she does to you. “…Just, keep going.” Your impatience was a little too evident in your tone with her.
So much so that it has Toph chuckling to herself. “So impatient. Are you mad because I didn’t let you cum?” She asks all softly as if she didn’t do that very thing four times in a row.
You roll your eyes and turn your head away from her, “No, I’m-,“ A hand grabs at your jaw all of a sudden, practically tugging the breath directly out of your lungs as you gasp.
Being this sensitive to her touch was really starting to make you feel kinda pathetic—albeit a natural reaction. “Look at me when you’re talking to me, yeah?” She orders, turning your head to face her… even though her eyes are most certainly fixated past you.
You pout, “It’s not like you can see whether or not I’m looking at you anyway…”
Flatly, “I can’t see your pussy either, and yet you’ve got half of the bed wet. Anything else you wanna point out, smartass?” Toph fires back at you, brows elevated slightly.
Your mouth flails open and closed for a couples seconds but no words exit you.
The only thing that happens is her body finally pressing towards your naked one again, sturdy hands finding your thighs again with ease as she pushes them apart impossibly wider. The nudging of her palms alone has your cunt gushing out an embarrassing slather of slick onto nothing. Fuck, every second without any part of her inside you was driving you insane.
Making up for the lack of your response, “Can’t see the faces you make when you cum but I still manage to get you there no problem,” She continues, smiling to herself as if proud. “Shall I go on?”
You grumble something just under your breath—which she definitely hears, but decides to let slide for the time being—and then sigh, “Can you just put them back in?”
With them referring to those perfectly stern fingers of hers, Toph quickly moves a hand back in between your parted limbs to near the puffy folds of your pussy again. A grin paints across her plush lips, “Say please.”
You groan, “Please, Toph.”
“Hahhhh, no.” She mocks, moving to instead hold her hand out, “I don’t think you deserve it anymore. If you wanna feel something so badly then here, grind.”
Your lashes go fluttering as you look down in between your bodies. The gorgeous plane of her palm is angled ever so perfectly for you to plop your needy cunt onto. You always wonder how she manages to have her hands exactly where you need them despite not being able to see. “But, I wanted-“
“Less talking, more grinding,” Your girlfriend demands, dark brows twitching into an anxious furrow, “I wanna see how impatient you really are, c’mon.”
You wanted to make another blind joke, you really really did, but seeing as her hand suddenly comes smacking! up against your cunt, you’re a left all too distracted to do so. It’s as though her quick smack was meant to encourage you or something.
…And encourage you it did.
Because now—now you’re slowly easing yourself down into her hand and letting out a moan as he politely cups the entirety of your cunt. Something short of a purr simpers somewhere in her throat at the slobbering feel of you on her hand.
Toph swears you’re absurdly wet for a woman who’s not even a water bender—who are known to be particularly soaking when aroused.
“Nngh-,“ You let out softly, your face scrunching up at the feel of your sensitive clit getting brushed over by the softly rubbing motion of her palm.
You’re too distracted at the sight below to realize she’s leaning her face towards where she believes yours is until a pair of lips are greeting yours. You’ve no idea how she does it—it’s like the moment your pussy is a pliant puddle in her hands (literally), she can see all of you and more. Especially when you finally begin to rock your hips forward to draaaag your aching cunt across her palm.
Toph’s mouth only detaches from yours so she can whisper something warm against your lips, “Yeahh, just like that. You’re such a pretty mess in my hand, I love it.”
At that, she earns a jumpy throb from your swollen cunt—the sensation leaving her no choice but to gift you with a couple more loving smacks. Squelchy drips of your arousal fly from the motion and the wet slaps echo out around the room.
Then her hand begins to press forward with this sudden pressure applied to it and your breath hitches in your throat.
To which she smiles fully, “You like that?”
You’re nodding as if she can see you doing so, “U-Uhuhh..”
“Gonna cum from this?” She taunts.
“Yeah-, fuck.. Toph!”
“Hm, that’s funny…” Her hand begins to rub and smudge up ‘n down all sloppily against your clit, leaving your jaw to fall slack from the stimulation. “I don’t recall givin’ you permission to do that.”
“Please,” You whine.
“Hm?” She pretends not to hear you, even though you know she could hear even the very rapid beating of your heart.
“Pleasepleaseplease-,” Now you were whimpering and her hand was shifting, palm detaching with messy slops of slick stringing in between her skin and yours before two firm fingers slip right into you.
Then she’s fucking her digits in rudely—prodding against the depths of your cunt and treating each clench like a guide as to where exactly she should poke her fingertips at next.
Toph’s fingers curl suddenly and your start to grab at her bulky arms, your nails scraping at her skin harshly enough to make her hitch.
You’re whispering something about wanting to cum and although she defiantly hears you, she merely smiles wickedly. “Darn, if only I could see you right now.” Then she leans to (where she hopes) your ear, “Bet you’re falling apart, huh? Probably making the prettiest face right now.”
“M-Mhmm,” You babble.
Toph’s fingers begin to spread out against your walls in delectable scissoring motions, “Alright, you’re trembling now so I guess I’ll let you cum. But, you’ve gotta promise me something first.”
You gasp, “Anything. Please just—“
“We have Sokka here next time so he can describe the faces you’re making to me. Sound good?”
