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I need Toph Beifong to put me in a headlock and choke me dead send tweet
Oh, the duties to uphold...
Or maybe it's just the gentle touch I want to savor.
Like think about Zuko who can bend ranbow fire
sokka nation rise up
lover when i sing my song, all the rivers are gonna sing along
kataang but make it hadestown
Jet (ATLA)
DO YOU THINK HE'D LET TOPH PEG HIM???
absolutely and it’s not a debate.
we ALL know the gaang have 100% fucked eachother at least once. and toph has in fact pegged both aang and sokka 🩷
when they’re all tipsy and she raises the idea for the first time, sokka would def act scandalized while aang would be more curious than anything. he’s confused on how her 5’5 self could peg his big 6’3 ass, and while his question’s innocent and genuine, toph only gets irritated at that and we all know she’d never say no to a challenge!!
so he lets her just for the love of the game and because well, she’s his dear friend!!! and her strap game is MEAN so he actually finds out something about himself.
i feel like aang would genuinely be down for literally anything if you just say please, and we know he’s the last person to ever refuse a friend..
spell my name with her tongue .ᐟ toph x f!reader
content: 18+ nsfw, fluff & smut, book author!reader, switch!reader if you squint, making out, cunnilingus (reader receiving).
summary: you’re quite surprised at your girlfriend’s sudden interest in writing knowing she’s never held a pen before. you decide to help her.. but she clearly has something else in mind.
drabble based on this req; slumber party by ashnikko !
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it was a completely innocent question, and you could have never predicted where it’d land you minutes later.
“can you teach me how to write?”
soft dom zuko and mean dom toph gang banging reader,,, walk with me now
adult zuko x f!reader x toph
warnings: 18+ nsfw, SMUT smut, heavy dom/sub power play, VERY mean!toph, sadistic!toph, softdom!zuko, gentle!zuko, brattysub!reader, masochist!reader, fem!reader, punishment, brat taming, spanking, hair pulling (a lot), face slapping, gagging, degradation, slut shaming (kinda), praise, nipple play, double penetration, eiffel tower (the position), some zuko x toph moments, zuko calls you angel, toph is really aggressive sorry i’m a slut okay
summary: 4k words of a filthy, perverted gang bang for this delicious request. this is FREAKED out so MINORS DNI and read all the tags guys!!
i moaned when i read this req, bless u anon.. i’m sorry if i got carried away with the tags this idea was too hot i couldn’t help myself
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“zukooo!” you ran to him, snuggling up into his side as he flipped through a novel, leaning back against the back of the couch in your bedroom. you clung to his waist tightly, innocently batting your lashes at him, crocodile tears filling the rim of your eyes.
he smiled at the sing song tone you called his name with, recognizing its meaning without even glancing up from his page. his arm looped around your shoulders, stroking your hair gently. “what trouble did you just get yourself into, hm?”
you shook your head vehemently, blinking so sweet you could fool anyone else. “i promise i didn’t—”
“where the fuck are you hiding!?”
you winced at toph’s voice ringing out in the hallway, holding onto him even tighter, looking up at him in panic.
he chuckled, finally closing his book to glance down at you, his fingers still threading through your hair, “so you messed with toph, huh? what did you do this time, pretty girl?”
“nothingg! pleasee, zu, talk her out of—”
“here you fucking are!” toph slammed the door open on both of you, fists clenched so hard you were afraid she’d draw blood with her fingernails.
oh, she was fuming.
you squirmed against zuko’s side, trying to use him as protection.
she angrily stepped over to where you both were, veins bulging out of her forehead as she glared down at you. “move, zuko. give her to me.”
“now now,” he replied airily, tenderly patting your head as you buried yourself further into his arms. “no need to take your frustrations out on her. whatever she did, i’m sure you can talk it out. look at her, so remorseful.”
you nodded, hugging him tighter.
toph only scoffed loudly, “oh you have no idea what she’s been up to all day.”
he hummed curiously, and you tensed, immediately looking up at him, “no wait i can—”
“shush now,” he commanded, his tone still gentle but with that firmness that always had you instantly obey. he turned his gaze to toph, “what did she do?”
you might as well just get up and go dig your own grave.
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as toph kept ranting to him about everything — and i mean, everything — you did to her, citing all your deeds like it was judgement day, you tried to discreetly slip out of his grasp before it was too late. you smiled nervously, “i’m thirsty, i’ll just go get some w—”
“sit.” they both barked at the same time, making you flinch. you shrunk in on yourself. if he got on her side, you were absolutely done for.
when toph was finished, he finally looked down at you, his earlier smile morphed into a disappointed frown. not mad, not hateful— just disappointed. and you always felt so guilty and small under that specific look.
he sighed, his arm leaving your shoulders, picking his novel up again. you whimpered at the loss, pathetically reaching for him to apologize, when a rough hand grabbed your hair from behind.
you yelped in pain, clutching at your scalp as she dragged you on the floor. you swore you felt hairs getting tugged right at the root. “t-toph please—”
“not one more fucking word from you, stupid brat.”
she hauled you up with only one hand on the collar of your neck, like how a cat would grab its baby by the scruff, then threw you on the bed, where you landed with a small “oof”.
you swallowed nervously, glancing between an irritated stripping toph and an unbothered reading zuko.
“every day,” toph’s raised voice made you flinch, as she slid her top off over her head. “you test my patience with your bratty shenanigans. i forgive you, more than once, at zuko’s request. and what does that get me?”
she hooked her fingers under the waistband of her pants, feeling up her belt thoughtfully, before deciding against discarding it. you gulped.
she tossed the belt next to your pillow, stepping off her trousers, and finally getting on the bed. your attempt at crawling away didn’t even last a millisecond, before a calloused hand dragged you back to her from the ankle.
she crawled on top of you and pinned your wrists to the top of your head, glaring daggers into you even with her sightless eyes.
“it gets me a bold, fearless girl who thinks she can get away with anything. you always behaved so well when i regularly punished you, now look at you, fucking disgrace. see, zuko? this is what you’re enabling.”
you heard a book shutting. hope filled your heart.
you breathed out a small relieved sigh when you heard him walking over, tilting your face to try and spot him.
she huffed, sensing your distraction, and gave you an annoyed slap to the cheek — not her punishing ones yet, just one to alert you —, earning a pained whimper from you.
“eyes on me, slut.” she spat, disgusted, “he’s not here to save you.”
you sniffled under her demeaning gaze, hoping to tug at her heartstrings, but she only let out a sound between a scoff and a laugh, baffled by your audacity. “oh please, not the waterworks. they might work on zuko, but don’t forget who owned you first, yeah?”
you sulked, “i’m not faking. i am upset— owww!” you yelped, eyes blown wide, when a sharp hit landed on the side of your thigh. what the fuck was that?
she grinned, her gaze heated, toying with the belt, “god, i really missed those cute sounds.”
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you sobbed into her knee, bent over her lap, gripping the sheets with trembling hands as harsh, controlled spanks rained down on your thighs and ass, the skin blossoming red.
zuko did end up getting on the bed as well. he was sitting on his knees in front of you, stroking your disheveled hair as you took your punishment rather well, “shh, you’re a strong girl. you can do this.”
you were a mess of snot and tears, shakily lifting your head to look at him. “p-please, it hurts— ah!”
you cried out, a harder smack landing right on the sore spot on your thigh.
“stop talking, whore.” she barked, ditching the belt for her hand, “you don’t get to beg him. go on, beg me instead.”
you sniffled, trying to get words in between choked sobs, “p-please toph, no more.. i-i’m really sorry.”
silence.
the silence was getting oddly long, the only sound filling the room was that of zuko’s fingers in your hair. you couldn’t see her face from this angle, so you started to panic. “t-toph? is everythi— ouch!”
you gasped, crying, at the sudden hit. fuck, you forgot she liked doing this. distracting you with a random pause to make your muscles relax, just for the smack to hurt some more.
it had been so long since she punished you, you forgot how cruel she could get.
she chuckled, condescendingly patting your ass, “mhm, how sorry are you though?”
your dignity was being trampled over like dog shit. you could only flush with embarrassment and shame, sniffling as you answered, “i-i’m very very sorry, i deserve all of this.. i won’t do it again. please, please, f-forgive me, i beg of you.”
she hummed, rhythmically tapping her index against your plush thigh, “i’m not really convinced.”
you continued babbling dazed apologies, tears streaming down your face, pleading and praising her, spitting out anything that could stall her.
she smirked, her hand suddenly palming your soaked cunt through your panties, pulling a startled scream out of you.
“you disgusting freak, i forgot how wet you get from this.” she licked the bit of slick that seeped through on her fingers, before giving you a final spank with that same saliva-wet hand. “go, get on all fours. zuko, take care of her while i go fetch my strap.”
she rolled you off her lap, zuko’s beefy arms catching you. he tutted, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head to calm your crying, “you shouldn’t have been so bad, hm? it’s okay. we’ll take good care of you.”
you nodded, nuzzling into his chest pitifully, like your cunt wasn’t dripping with anticipation.
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“mhh..” you drooled around his cock, trying to suck past the middle. his firm hand gently pushed your head in further, coaxing garbled moans from you, “such a good girl. i’m proud of you, keep going.”
you were on all fours, hands on his spread thighs for support, your pussy throbbing with need as you bobbed your head up and down on his big, girthy cock.
he moaned, grip tightening on your hair, bucking his hips up into your hot mouth, “f-fuck, so good. don’t stop, angel.”
he was so vocal, you loved that about him. you always knew if he liked what you were doing by how loud he’d get, and his praise only served to add to the aching tension between your legs.
your eyes slowly drifted up his happy trail, his sweaty abs to his defined pecs, to finally land on his scrunched up reddened face, staring into his blazing eyes. you felt him twitch in your mouth from the shared eye contact.
“having fun without me?” the mattress slightly dipped under toph’s weight. you practically clenched around nothing from the sheer excitement mixed with delicious fear, as she positioned herself behind you.
you wished you could see her strapped up, she was always so hot during sex. but that thought quickly turns into mush when her rough hands grab your hips, lifting them higher to her liking.
you whimpered around zuko’s dick, the position uncomfortable with how much she made your back arch, but she only tauntingly rubbed over your previously spanked skin, effectively quashing down any forming protests.
she grinned, leaning down, pressing her peaked nipples right against your back, her breath hitting your ear, “you’re gonna be good for me, yeah?”
you nodded in response, picking up the pace, making zuko throw his head back in ecstasy, gasping for air.
it was then your turn to gasp, her fingers playing with your folds through your panties. you mewled, choking around him, as the vibrations made him moan just as loud as you.
“two fucking loud bitches,” toph huffed, a smirk on her lips, as she finally slid your drenched undergarments down. “what am i gonna do with you?”
your eyes rolled to the back of your head when the tip of her strap teased your drooling slit, tears already welling up from overwhelming pleasure, desperately pushing your ass up against her.
“fuck,” she gasped, smacking it again, “stop doing that, you slut.”
you felt like you could come already. zuko’s grip on your hair tightened, silently urging you to go deeper, which you did.
toph’s first thrust made you choke on him, the sheer force of it pushed you down on his cock, taking him fully. you were full on bawling now, tears and drool trickling down your chin as you tried to adjust to his size — one that, no matter how many times you blew him, you never seemed to get used to.
he patted your cheek to get your attention, blissed out, “hm.. you’re doing great, darling. remember, one tap on my thigh to keep going, two taps to stop, m’kay?”
you couldn’t even finish nodding properly before toph suddenly sped up, pounding into you so hard you could only choke and sob, clawing at his legs; it took all of your willpower not to bite.
“ugh,” she grunted, her fingers hooking under your waist to deepen her angle, her thumb nails digging crescents into the soft flesh of your thighs. “you’re so fucking tight. with how much we fuck you, i’d expect you to be as loose as a ten cent whore on the street.”
“ah, i’m so close—” zuko whimpered, tapping your temple for you to pull out.
toph scoffed, “already?”
you started lifting your head off him, when her hand shoved you back down, earning startled gasps from both you and him.
she grinned, “haah— you should come in her mouth. if i had an actual dick, i’d have her drink up every last drop of my cum. well, technically, i still do that. but it’d be way more fun with a cock.”
he swallowed, nervously glancing down at you for approval, and the sight only made the knot in your lower abdomen tighten. he never came in your mouth before, said he found it too “degrading” for you, so you never pushed it.
he was always so gentle and caring with you, and then you had.. toph. toph and her influence.
you looked up at him and tapped his thigh once, watching the way his eyes fluttered shut so prettily as he shot warm, gushing bursts of cum inside your mouth. so much of it that some dribbled down your lips to his thighs and balls.
when your swollen lips finally latched off his gorgeous puffy tip, he lifted your chin up to press a kiss to the corner of your teary eye, then your nose, then your lips. “good girl. thank you, angel.”
toph gave you no time to enjoy the brief respite, slapping the back of your head. “lick him clean.”
“you don’t have to,” zuko quipped, lovingly caressing your cheek.
she huffed, “don’t be so sappy. plus, she likes it.”
“that’s not for you to decide.”
“oh? are you saying your word matters over mine?”
“no. but you’re too stubborn to listen to me anyway.”
you blinked. were they seriously arguing right now? with toph’s strap rammed into you to the fucking hilt?
she even stopped her furious pounding, glaring at him. “i’m too stubborn?”
“yeah you are. you always need things to go your way. you can treat her however you want, but you don’t get to dictate how i treat her.”
“you’re killing the mood.”
“it had to be said, sooner or later.”
you frowned, knees getting tired. this didn’t sound good at all.
damn, couldn’t this wait until after you came??
“um, guys,” you started, wanting to calm them down, when you suddenly heard the sound of sloppy biting kisses.
you could only watch zuko from your position, his half hard cock waving in your face like a treat, as he roughly made out with toph.
they were literally doing this over your back, with toph still stuffed deep inside you?? so inconsiderate..
..
but the sound of their angry moans, both trying to overpower each other as they kissed, zuko’s bulging biceps as he tried pushing (or pulling, you couldn’t tell) toph, their irritated grunts.. fuck, you were leaking.
you couldn’t stand it anymore, hand sliding down to find your neglected clit, growing more and more aroused with each noise that left their lips.
toph finally pulled away from him, panting, setting her hands back on your hips. she was about to resume fucking you, when she heard your muffled moans against the sheets.
“oh my god,” she scoffed, harshly pulling you up by the hair so you could look at her, making you cry out in pain. “who the fuck gave you permission to touch yourself while i’m literally inside you? am i not satisfactory? you fucking whore.”
you whined pitifully, “b-but you left me and—”
“for one damn minute.” her sweaty brows furrowed in pure disgust, her expression only making your thighs squeeze together, “jesus, you’re such a pathetic loser. you can’t keep your hands to yourself for a few seconds?”
“i.. i’m sorry,” you croaked, clutching the sheets, when zuko placed his big hands over yours, caressing them.
he gently rubbed your fingers, “you know we don’t like it when you touch yourself during sex, don’t you, angel? that’s what we’re here for.”
you swallowed guiltily, looking down as you nodded, “yes.. i’m sorry, i won’t do it agai— mmph!”
toph took the belt she tossed, roughly stuffing it into your mouth. “talk talk talk. all you do is talk, never listen. maybe shutting up will do you some good, so you can fucking. listen. to. my. orders. for. once.” she accentuated each word with a hard poke to your temple, each one making your head bob to the side, while you whimpered around her belt.
the next second, your world turned upside down as she easily manhandled you into turning flat on your back, your head slotting itself on zuko’s lap like a pillow.
he smiled down at you — that gorgeous, irresistible smile — and you almost melted with affection for him, when toph swiftly pulled out and then abruptly struck into you in this new position, not wasting a second, making you scream against the belt.
“so wet,” she threw your legs up over her broad shoulders, grinning filthily as she rocked into you oh so deliciously, “can’t help but fucking clench around my strap when i’m this rough with you, huh? you disgusting pervert.”
you were way past attempting to speak — well, which would prove to be fruitless with your gag anyway — only uselessly mewling and crying at how her thrusts hit your sweet spot over and over again.
for a blind person, she knew the way inside your velvety walls like nobody else did. not even zuko himself.
meanwhile, his hands ran over your jaw, neck, collarbones.. while his huge thighs served for great head support, as you continuously bounced from the force of her pounding. your eyes fluttered open, dazed with pain and pleasure, when you noticed his hungry gaze.
it drifted to your face for a second, before zooming back on your bouncing tits. he let his hands slide down to cup them, having you squirm with overstimulation. with toph’s unrelenting pace, their erratical bouncing had him in a trance, fingers nimbly tugging and pinching your hardened nipples as he fondled the soft tissue.
you genuinely felt your vision cloud, you swore you could pass out from the sheer stimulation.
you felt the belt get suddenly ripped off your mouth, and your gaze refocused, watching a smug toph toss it behind her.
“i only wanna hear my name on your tongue, yeah?” she gave you a sharper thrust to hear you squeal, “only say what i allow you to, or the belt’s coming back. in both its usages. do i make myself clear?”
your throat dried up at the threat, nodding desperately, “yes, toph.”
she finally cracked a softer smile, “attagirl.”
she grabbed a nearby pillow, then patted your hip, “up.” you obeyed, lifting them, and she slid it under your lower back, angling you even better for her to abuse your cervix.
“good girl,” she praised, at last. “see, you can be so good when you want to be.”
no other words were uttered after that, as she resumed her relentless pounding, the bed creaking so loudly you were sure you’d bust it. her hand slipped between your legs to take care of your aching clit, all while zuko busied himself with your breasts.
or well, one breast.
you were too blissed out to pay attention then, but you understood where his other free hand went later on. after all, toph did get the best part, so you supposed he had to relieve himself somehow. even though you had just sucked him off, he had this incredible power to get erect only a bit after.
with toph’s strap lodged so deep into you, her calloused fingers skillfully toying with your puffy bud, zuko’s warm hand (he’d adjust the heat based on how good you were being) working your supple tit..
it was only a matter of time before you came all over her. well, more like a matter of permission.
“mngh.. p-please, toph, can i come?” you asked breathlessly, tears streaming down your face.
“hmm,” she pretended to mull it over, but the condescending smirk on her lips already said it all. “maybe later.”
you bit down on your lip, not protesting — if you did, you could say bye to your orgasm — trying your best to hold it in, as your moans only kept rising in pitch, harder to muffle.
honestly, you wished you could just take a picture of this, keep it, and touch yourself to it every night.
watching your legs dangle on toph’s shoulders, her flexed muscular arms as she held down your hips, the sweat beads sliding down her neck to her own naked breasts, and of course, her signature mocking grin that had you in a chokehold. you’d absolutely take anything she gave you with that smug, unfairly sexy grin.
then you’d look straight up, and there was zuko’s sculpted god-like face, features scrunched in focus and arousal, his glistening muscles right over your head as he squeezed at your chest, exhaling warm steam the closer he got..
toph tapped your clit, jolting you into attention, “wanna come with me?”
you whimpered, vehemently nodding, “y-yes please. please, toph.”
“then come.” with a final thrust, you cried out as a blinding hot orgasm crashed down on you, wracking your body, dripping down her strap.
she laughed, pulling out, your legs spasming around her head, “such a fucking mess you made.” her fingers brushed against your sensitive hole, gathering all your slick before bringing it to her tongue, licking them in front of you.
she then smirked, coating her index and middle finger with some more. you blushed. she’d always make you taste yourself whenever she was done, and that routine never failed to get your used cunt throbbing anew.
but she made a detour.
you watched, confused, then your eyes blew open, as she took her fingers to zuko’s parted lips. you felt your organs flip over each other, mouth drying up as you watched him suck on her digits, tasting you so eagerly.
“good boy,” she praised tauntingly, pressing down on his tongue, “she tastes great, doesn’t she?”
“mhhn..” he mumbled, dazed, still sucking until toph pulled her fingers out, scoffing. “that’s enough, you greedy slut.”
he huffed, “fuck you.”
“fuck you too.”
he focused back on you, gaze softening as he stroked your cheeks. “how do you feel, angel?”
how you felt?? fucking horny from whatever the hell that was, jesus. they were so hot together, you could hardly believe you had both of them at your beck and call, fucking you whenever you asked.
you swallowed, shaking the thoughts off, “i.. i’m better now, thank you.”
he smiled and leaned down to press soothing kisses all over your face, his thumbs brushing over your cheekbones. “you took that so well. good job.”
“aw,” she cooed, rubbing your legs over her shoulders, “you poor thing. i sure hope the lesson stuck now, hm?”
“y-yes toph,” you stammered out, flushing as the whole thing replayed over and over in your head. “i’m very sorry.. thank you for punishing me.”
she laughed, lightly slapping your thigh, “that’s my girl. you still remember your manners, even with how long it’s been since i last punished you. if i didn’t know any better, i’d think you were purposefully riling me up just for this, hm?”
“ah,” you breathed, “of course i wasn’t.”
“of course you weren’t.”
and of course, you both knew you were.
“see, zuko?” she added, finally taking your legs off her, “this is what you were missing out on.”
he hummed, lovingly staring at your pretty face. “i guess you’re right.”
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* i typed this with one hand.. i really hope i didn’t disappoint you guys
adult toph x masc!reader (sapphic!!)
content: 18+ nsfw (mostly implied), fluff, masc4masc, competitive lesbians, switch!reader, (play) fighting, established relationship, zuko is sick of y’all.
summary: you and toph fight each other then fuck. i suck at summarizing sorry!
disclaimer: this is a req! i’m so sorry anon my stupid ass accidentally deleted your ask 😭 i really hope you see this (please give me a sign or confirm in my inbox)
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“ha!” toph snorted in your ear, watching your failed attempt at building a small wall, the pieces of stone scattering everywhere, “oh my god, your control sucks.”
you huff, pissed, and earthbend the ground under her to throw her off, making her land a few feet away from you, right on her butt.
“whoops,” you whistled, focusing back on your training, “sorry, i didn't mean to do that. my control just sucks, you know.”
she grunts, “petty bitch.” she dusts her ass, before doing the exact same thing to you, slamming her foot down, the ripples sending you flying.
having expected that — of course, the toph beifong would never let you get away with something like that —, you swiftly land on your hands and feet, then stand up straight.
you slowly walk over to each other, both of you grinning, already in your stances.
she smirked, tilting her head, “you're eager. did you miss me whooping your ass?”
you chuckled, now only steps away from her, “that's rich, coming from the one who just fell right on her ass.”
her eye twitched. bingo.
in the following second, what used to be a normal training ground turned into a mess of flying rocks and dug up holes, as you both went at it like feral animals.
crowds of disciples trickled down the academy, each of them claiming good spots that were far enough not to get smashed to bits, but close enough to watch your techniques.
“the masters are fighting again!” a boy called out, causing even more enthusiastic students to spill out the gates. you and toph often fought like this — obviously, nothing serious enough to badly injure each other — and what could be more exciting for an earthbending disciple than watching its two best masters go at it unrestricted?
you glanced down at the forming pools of people, then grinned, melting a huge rock toph sent your way, “your fans are here, tophie.”
she chuckled, blocking the lava you spewed at her, before landing a kick on your abdomen, sending you tumbling over. “guess i should show them what master beifong's worth, hm?”
you coughed, flat on your tummy, wiping the grim off your face. you glare up at her, then slam your fist down on the ground, having it shatter and burst into lava until it reached her feet.
she smirked, hopping off the way, “seriously, you can't fool me with your shit earthbendi— fuck!”
you had used the bubbling of the lava as noise distraction, sneaking up behind her before locking her into a mean headlock, your huge biceps flexing under her neck.
you cooed, mocking, “bad day, master beifong?”
“three.. two.. one... ding ding ding! master beifong loses!” the disciples at the front announce, clapping, after she failed to get out of your grasp in time.
she throws a deadly glare their way — just as terrifying despite her blindness — making them squeal and run off back to the academy.
you snickered, relaxing your grip. she huffed, nipping at your delicious muscle, “fuck you.”
you smiled, licking the shell of her ear. “you wanna?”
“you disgusting freak.”
she tilted her head behind to press a rough kiss to your lips. you tug her into your lap, grabbing her thick hair as you let her needily tongue your mouth.
“don't get too cocky,” she bit down on your tongue, earning a pained yelp from you, “i won last time, so now we're only tied.”
you roll your eyes, “who cares! i still won today, you sore loser. boohoo.”
she scoffed, a vein bulging through her forehead. you both glared at each other for a hot minute, before suddenly bursting out laughing.
she chuckled, straddling you properly, her arms looping around your neck, “you still suck at normal earthbending, though.”
you smiled, rubbing her hips, “i suppose i do. will you teach me then, master beifong?”
“of course,” she kissed your cheek condescendingly, “just beg nicely.”
you sighed dramatically, throwing your head back, "such a mean girlfriend. do you even love me?"
she laughed, kissing you until you laid on the ground, as she effectively pinned you under her. “i do. i'm crazy about you, actually. but you'll have to be good if you want advice, don't you think?”
you gazed at her fondly, pulling her down for another wet kiss, “fine then. pretty please, master, will you help me with my earthbending?”
“good girl,” she grinned proudly, her lips brushing against yours, “i guess i will.”
you hum, opening your mouth, and she gladly accepts the invitation, passionately sucking on your tongue, her hands sliding under your top.
“right here on the dirt?” you mumbled between kisses.
“right here on the dirt.”
you chuckled and let her have her way, her fingers nimbly toying with your bra strap. you arch your back to let her unclasp it, and your hot mouth is back on hers again.
she coaxes sweet gasps from you as she fondles your tit, eagerly swallowing them all with her heated kisses.
“mhh..” you side eye your surroundings, noting the disaster you made of the training ground. “you think zuko will lend us money for reparations again?”
she squeezed your breast, “he will.”
“even though this is the third time this term?”
she huffed, harshly nipping at your swollen bottom lip, “who cares! we'll figure it out. i'm trying to fuck you, i don't care about some stupid money issues right now.”
you groaned, “that hurt! i'm just being responsible.”
she licked the spot she bit soothingly, “there's plenty of time to be responsible. stop talking, i'm drying up.”
you rolled your eyes, nudging your knee against her clothed cunt, “please, you're wet as fuck.”
she whined, embarrassed, and immediately palmed yours back, earning a startled yelp from you.
she grinned tauntingly, “so are you, slut.”
you scoff, irritated. you glare at each other again, before slamming your lips against each other, roughly making out, hands haphazardly tugging at fabric and pulling at hair.
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you both ended up getting a stern talking-to by a fed up zuko, who harshly flicked your foreheads to make it stick.
“this is the last time i'm lending you guys money,” he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “seriously, can't you two just arm wrestle or something? do you have to wreck yards of academy land just to prove a point?”
you pleaded, clasping your hands together, “we're sorryy! pretty please, zu? i promise this will be the last time. we're really thankful.”
toph rolled her eyes, mumbling under her breath, “god, you're such a kiss ass— ouch!”
you pinched her thigh to keep her quiet. “suck it up, unless you can shit out the money we need.” you whispered back.
she sulked, while you continued negotiating with zuko, who reluctantly agreed once more. you had no idea where you'd be without him.
he sighed, handing you the check, “i swear to god, next time, i'm stepping in and beating both of your asses. and no more money.”
“got it!” you chuckled, dragging a frustrated toph out as you cheerily waved at him, “thank you, zu! you're a darling!”
he rubbed his temples, exasperated, “you’re really not welcome. don’t come back here.”
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* i actually love the concept of masc4masc with toph, anon you're a genius (i’m sorry again)
also you might like this fic as well, similar vibe! it's a dom on dom one wink wink
I MIZZ DADA😩🙏
(HERE I AM POSTING GLORIOUS TOPHH I was gone for awhile, bcs idk, no one cares anyway🥲who would, no wait someone does care its—))
hello!! no pressure to get to this request soon, but I was wondering if you could write g!p soft dom toph whose helping reader take her? just toph being all soft and saying 'biiig stretch' as you take her in 😵💫
。𖦹°‧ girlcock! /g!p toph beifong who hasn’t seen nor fucked you in six months
when toph is out on her journeys with the rest of the gang, it usually takes months for her to get back home. during that time, you have no choice but to please yourself in other ways.
you’d finger yourself, humping your pillows and moaning “toph.. tophie…” to yourself nearly every night, but it wasn’t enough. you needed her. you needed your girlfriend’s cock. badly.
six months since she left, she finally returned home. you two already did the whole ‘run into each other’s arms and share kisses,’ and now you two were finally, finally back in your shared bed, naked and bare, and ready to take each other.
but.. ‘ready’ might not have been exactly true in your case. since it’s been six months since you’ve been filled by toph, you’re tighter than a goddamn sex toy.
toph was sitting back on her heels, completely naked with her cock hung and heavy. she was leaking at the tip, pre-cum already dripping down and staining the sheets beneath you. she had her rough, calloused fingers gripping her shaft tightly—taking every bit of willpower to control herself and not just plunge into you right now.
“you ready, baby?” she asked, voice broken and raspy.
“y-yeah,” you hesitated. “i wanna take you so bad, toph.”
toph groaned as she felt your hand wrap around her cock, helping her guide herself to your entrance. she pushed, and you were already fucking dripping around her cockhead. you gasped, and she immediately hissed.
“tight,” she grunted. “too fucking tight.”
“i-i’m sorry. it’s just been so long, i don’t think i—“
“quiet,” toph interrupted, grabbing your hips tight enough to make you wince as she slowly sunk into you. inch by careful inch. “been waitin’ six months for this. no backing out now. you’ll learn to take me again, alright?”
your mind went dizzy and fuzzy as her cock stretched you, the burn making your legs shake. she held you tight, kept you grounded, making sure you wouldn’t wiggle or squirm away as you were forced to take the greatest earthbender’s big girl cock.
“there we go,” she moaned, face contorted as if she was trying to hold back from fucking you right into the bed. “biiiiig stretch…”
“oh my god—toph!” you cried out. “p-please..”
“fuck, don't cry like that, sweetheart. you can take it—you always do. just.. deep breaths, okay?” she groaned, pressing her face into the crook of your neck as she slowly sheathed herself until she was buried deep inside.
your back arched off the bed, and your cries sounded like music to her ears. she kept mumbling filthy words of motivation like, “taking it so good for me,” “so goddamn tight—fuck you’re squeezing me,” and “goood girl.”
once your pussy got accustomed to her size, you wrapped your legs around her waist, inviting her even deeper—allowing her to give you deeper, harder thrusts. it’s been so long since she’s been inside your pussy, and you could tell from her heavy breathing just how hard she was trying to keep from cumming.
“fuck.. baby.. i don’t think—ugh—i can’t—”
“it’s okay, tophie. cum inside, fill me up. ”
“shiiiit, fuck—”
her hips were moving in an uneven rhythm as she fucked you harder and faster—her warm breath tickling your neck. “gonna cum—gonna fill this tight little pussy. make it mine. and you’re going to be a good girl and take every drop, okay?”
18+ | aang x f!reader
a/n: shout out to the anon who said we don't have enough titty play fics!
You're laying on the bed on your back, panting heavily at the ceiling. Your vision's unfocused, blurring around the edges and you try to blink it away but a clever tongue flicks at your right nipple.
A gasp parts from your lips, your back arching instinctively to push your chest towards that feeling. Your efforts are rewarded with another flick before a warm mouth covers the pebbled flesh and sucks. You squirm, trembling as that tongue swirls around your nipple to accompany the suction. It rolls it around like a toy, teeth biting down firm enough to have you crying out, your thighs clenching around a strong waist.
Your other breast receives just as much as care from lithe fingers. They pinch and pull at the nipple, roll it between a thumb and forefinger before soothing the irritation with a gentle brush. Then a large palm squeezes your breast until fat spills between the spaces of the fingers and it has you writhing.
"A-ang," you whimper, trying to move your hands before remembering they're tied up in an orange ribbon. They're placed in a way to accentuate your breasts, drawing them together to show off how perfect they look to Aang's feasting eyes. "Aang, that's, ngh, that's enough."
Aang simply shakes his head, refusing to part from your breast. He doesn't think it's enough—not yet, when he still hasn't had his entire fill. There's much he has left to do; his mouth is not satiated nor is his body and soul. Aang needs to drown himself between your breasts, bite and suck at the soft skin until your cries grow louder and your pleas increase in their desperation.
You're almost there as a tiny sob escapes you, your slick pussy pulsing a rhythm. It's starting to hurt; every lick and suck has the ache intensifying until it hurts to be empty. You need him to ease the pain, soothe it with his fingers, mouth, or cock. Anything would be a relief in this spiralling abyss.
"Please," you beg, needy and tearful, as you tilt your hips up towards his waist. "Please just touch me, I need it, it hurts."
"I know, my love," Aang murmurs, his mouth still full of your breast. "Just a little more, okay? Just a little more." He bites down on your oversensitive nipple, smiling as you convulse slightly with a shaky cry. Then he's shifting to your other breast, kissing the soft flesh before biting down with enough force to have you choking.
You're almost there.
And when he's had enough, he'll give you what you so desperately need.
is this a safe place to say...g!p katara? 😳
aang with a dick and tongue piercing, my beloved...
zuko untitled #1
@luvqi and I were talking about how hot today was and the question was asked if we could realistically live at that hot ass palace.
"you want me to make what?" sokka looks confusedly at the crude drawings zuko had scribbled on a piece of scrap scroll.
"an air cooling system, i need something to keep my wife cool, it's nearing summer and the heat is getting to her."
sokka nods solemnly. "headaches?"
zuko frowns as he nods. before he left, you'd been complaining of headaches that spanned to the nape of your neck as the heat prickled your skin uncomfortably.
"suki has them too." his eyes roam the drawings, already drawing up plans in his head. "i got ya buddy, i'll get something ready for the missus, gotta make sure sokka jr is okay."
"we are not naming our son sokka jr." zuko scoffs, but his eyes soften in gratitude.
"but it's catchy right?"
"imagine having to say to her, 'honey, sokka needs a nappy change'." the fire lord shudders, making sokka cackle.
"y'know, sometimes i forget you're funny."
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backyard benches
18+ | aang x pregnant!wife reader
When the healers, your doula and the midwives were talking to you about cravings, you thought they were referring to the crazy food combinations along with the temptation to try food you didn't like before. So, imagine your complete surprise when, one day, you wake up and no longer want peanut butter and noodles, but to pounce on your husband like a polar leopard.
You'd been dozing in your shared bed, but the summer heat has been so unforgiving that you just couldn't stay asleep anymore, and the sweat-damp sheets sticking uncomfortably to your bare legs made it no better. With a hand cradling your tummy, you gingerly get out of bed, completely foregoing your shoes as you decide to look for Aang to see if he'd like a plum lemonade smoothie to help beat the heat. It didn't take long to find him as you just needed to follow the knocking sounds coming from the backyard.
You stop right at the back door, which gives you a full view of him working on building a swing bench under the juniper tree. He looks completely focused, with a determined furrow in his brow as he hammers a nail into the wood, before pulling on the chain to test the sturdiness. Your heart flutters in adoration because you only mentioned wanting a swing bench only once, thinking it'd be nice to have one, especially for feedings and relaxing in the shade on the days when the heat of the house will eventually get too stifling.
He's shirtless and dripping with sweat, with a couple of nails held between his teeth, those drool-worthy muscles flexing as he continues to hammer away at something you're not even paying attention to anymore. When he turns his back to you, the red scratches you left behind ripple against his skin like waves on a shore. The next fluttering you feel is definitely not your heart. A warmth pools so low in your tummy, it makes your toes curl. At this point, you're not even being subtle with your staring anymore—not like you were really trying to be in the first place—you're absolutely eye fucking him, a slow heated drag from head to toe, making the ache between your legs almost unbearable. Your folds are sticky with your slick which is threatening to soak through the seat of your panties because of how wet you are.
Your man knows you're standing there, he's attuned to your every breath, every change in the air whenever you move throughout your quaint and cozy little home. Which means you know you can just go out there right now and step into his space and he'd welcome you as is, but you do decide to bring him the smoothie for all his hard work.
The second you step past the threshold and onto the grass, he's looking up from his task, then rising to his feet and walking to meet you halfway on the square stone path.
"Hey, you." He presses a kiss to your temple, before bowing to kiss your tummy. "That for me?" He gestures to the drink in your hand and you merely nod, suddenly too flustered to speak now that he's so close.
You hold it out to him, and get one of those devastatingly sweet smiles in return. But when he reaches for it, you pull it further from him.
"Kiss me first." You command and of course, he obliges you. What starts off as a chaste kiss, gets deeper, as your tongue wastes no time in tracing the seam of his lips and slipping into his mouth. You let out a relieved sigh and that's when he takes the glass from you to rest on a wooden plank. Your now free hands loop around his neck, pulling him down as he starts squeezing your hips to press you closer, as much as your belly will allow. Your tits are squished against his defined chest to the point he feels how hard your hard nipples are through your dress.
The minute your lips start kissing a scorching path down the column of his throat, sucking marks that make his cock stir and breath hitch, he asks "What's gotten into you?"
"Not you unfortunately, so unless you want me to ride you out here, let's go inside. Right now."
Slipping your hand in his, he follows you inside, shutting the back door behind him as your hands work at unfastening his trousers. The thick length of him is hard and warm in your hand and he eagerly sucks on your fingers and licks at your palm to make the glide on his cock slicker. He's already rutting into your fist, lips finding yours again as one of those big hands curls at the nape of your neck. He wasn't really paying much attention to anything else around him, except when he noticed that you were leading him to the attached double futon in the living room.
"Absolutely not, it's the bedroom or nothing, I need you safe." He leaves no room for argument as it's his turn to lead you toward the bedroom.
He asks how you want him as he sits on the edge of the bed, weight resting on his palms, and your only answer is you immediately straddling him, your dripping cunt hovering over his throbbing cock as his hands fly up to grip your hips.
"H-hey wait, don't you need me to—"
The question dies on his tongue when you sink down, your dripping heat enveloping him as your teeth clamp down on his shoulder.
"Mhm mhm n-no."
He groans into the crook of your neck, hands wrapping around you to support your back as he thrusts his hips up. He grinds you down on him, so so slowly until your ass meets his thighs, and his fat tip presses insistently against your spongy sweet spot.
"Gotta be careful, sweetie." He pants against your lips, stealing a kiss as he starts a maddening rhythm that makes your thighs twitch and your swollen clit pulse. "Can't move you around too much okay? So don't do anything, just sit where you belong and take me."
i need him to breed me within an inch of my life so i can stay constantly pregnant like high school english teachers.
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