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ᴛᴏᴘʜ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Toph hated to admit it, but not having you near was suffocating. She's clingy, she's needy, she's affectionate—all for you. Her affection was never limited to just casual punches and smacks. Unlike the friendly affection she showed the rest of the team, you always received more than that.

Quite frankly, during the early days from when you joined the team after the war, she'd give you "casual" pats in the cheek. But of course, it was never anything more than platonic. At least—that's what she wanted to believe. Toph told herself that it was a newfound form of affection, and somehow you were always on the receiving end of it. 

That wasn't true, of course. 

Toph used it as an excuse to study your face. She couldn't see you. Aside from her seismic vision, Toph wanted more than just to feel your presence. She longed to see your eyes, your nose, your lips. Toph wanted to see your crooked smile the most. That same smile you showed when you were flustered. In fact, that was the main reason as to why Toph could never stop teasing you. 

She wanted to feel just how much she can make your heart beat. It was always fast, ragged, and almost heaving. So whenever there was an opportunity, she'd take it. 

At first, you thought she was being mean on purpose. In fact, her mockery and teasing drove you nuts every single day. You were never fond of her company. She was rude, mean, arrogant, and—and painfully beautiful. Spirits! You couldn't help it, okay?! 

Despite her enraging personality, you just couldn't help but feel attracted to her. You still avoided her presence, of course. But when she gave you those teasing cheek pats, you couldn't help but restrain yourself from kissing her square on those, annoying, stupid, and sarcastic lips. 

One day, however, she managed to cross a line that's been teetering for a while now. And surprisingly, your patience had been challenged last night by none other than Toph herself. 

It started of as a normal evening by the camp fire, and yes, even after the war everyone agreed that there was nothing more cozy than sitting down, and babbling none stop till your chest started to hurt from laughing too much. 

Zuko had invited everyone in Ember Island, a quiet retrieve after having visited Gaoling the previous day. Toph had initiated the visit. She told you guys that she was back for her stuff, to visit the Boulder, and to take in the hometown she had long left behind. 

But you all knew it was more than that. Toph wanted to meet with her mother with the silent hope that maybe, she wanted her daughter back. 

This daughter. The strong and independent Toph who never wavered at the size of her enemy. 

But the sour look on her face that afternoon suggested a different story. 

Back at the campfire. At first, everything was perfectly normal. If you counted Toph's grim expression as normal, of course. 

You tried to overlook the tension that emitted from her stance. She didn't want to sit, only having leaned against a tree, away from everyone else. 

You took a step towards her, acting as though it was a casual gesture. Totally not because you were worried. 

"You're acting weird." 

She scoffed at your direction. "I'm the one acting weird? Really, princess?"

"What are you trying to suggest, Toph?"

She shook her head, trying to dodge your glare as she played everything off as cool. 

What was wrong with her? Why is it suddenly your fault that she's acting so pissy? It's not like you were her close-minded mother who rejected her presence in Gaoling. The longer you looked at that grumpy expression, the more agitated you grew.

Why did it suddenly feel like you were at fault? 

She spared a glance towards the team, her face now illuminated by the weak glow from the fire. 

"You really are stupid," she muttered. 

None of it was amusing. You wanted nothing more than to smack that smug expression on her face. What was so funny in making these mean comments? You couldn't understand her. Quite frankly, you didn't want to. 

"Yesterday," She whispered. 

"Do you like Sokka?"

The question was sudden. You tensed in your spot, now all the more confuse. Sure. You probably spent too much time yesterday with Sokka. What's the big deal? And why did you suddenly feel so guilty about it? 

You stuttered. "As a friend, or—"

"You know exactly what I'm talking about."

You shook your head. No. You've never really acknowledged Sokka as a romantic partner. He was just a friend. A close friend to you like Toph was—right? 

"No. I don't like him like that." You shrugged. 

A smirk tugged at Toph's lips. You sounded so meek, so quiet. 

"Good."

Silence soon dragged between you two. It wasn't the deafening type, in fact, both of you were quite relieved. 

She was no longer frowning, and that alone made you feel at ease. Looking back, you never realized just how silly it all was. How you got so grumpy so easily. Small jabs from her earned an upset frown from you. 

"Join me tomorrow…" Toph had decided to break the silence. "New diner opened last week… you like those places, right?"

Right. That new bistro near town, currently famous for young couples this February. It was an incredibly sappy spot.  

"Flamin Hot!" Aang had described. He and Katara were invited during its opening. Along with Mai and Zuko, it was a fun time, apparently. 

Toph sighed, finally leaning closer to pat you once again on the cheek. 

You perked up, meeting those white eyes with intense focus.

"Don't make me beg—you know I will."

"Sure."

ᴛᴏᴘʜ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Toph, the Chief of Police in Republic City. You never expected her to tread this path, but you always did walk beside her in every decision she made. And now, married and undoubtedly happy—you couldn't help but recall the old memories from when you two were young and painfully stupid. 

"I'm home," Toph announced. She stripped off the heavy armor from her uniform, now left with only a tight fitted white tank top and black trousers. Her feet moved with familiar ease as she walked towards your side. 

A grunt.

Then a weight comfortably settled as she rested her head on your lap. Her favorite spot. 

You didn't bother asking questions. Her chest heaved softly as your fingers raked through her locks—long black hair she never really wanted to cut.

People say that hair holds memories, for Toph, those memories were you. 

Growing up together just felt right. Each moment leading up to the very day you two spoke your vows. It wasn't unexpected, to say the least. She was your best friend—your only friend. The same went for Toph. 

"Well, you're quiet," Toph interjected. She opened one eye in search for the expression in your face. Anything that could give her an idea as to why her wife had been so occupied inside her head. 

"I just miss how stupid we were back then," you chuckled, eyes crinkling at the frown that now etched onto Toph's face.

Of course you'd be too busy thinking about the past, no wonder your fingers stopped playing with her hair. 

She hasn't changed a bit in that aspect. Although she never minded people who touched her hair—with consent—back then, you were the only one she fully gave the pleasure to. Anytime, anywhere. And to be honest, it was a full blown side hustle to tame her hair early in the morning. 

"You have no idea how hard it was to fix your hair before the tournaments," you protested. Toph didn't bother arguing, it had been difficult. But she knew you'd always do it. No matter how tangled her hair got. 

Right. You were the first person she trusted most with her secrets. The only person who believed in her when no one else did.

It started off at a random afternoon. As a child, you were quite the rascal. Your father was a gardener who worked for the Beifong Estate. 

And you were just eight. 

What do eight-year-olds do? Exactly what an eight-year-old would. 

You followed your father during one his weekly shifts. He was a precise and responsible man—you wished you were just like him. Gosh you were far from it. 

"Sweetheart, you may roam. But stay beside me at all cost," your father had hummed politely. 

Did things go his way? Of course not. You wouldn't have met Toph if you had decided to play nice and innocent.

"You were quite impressive back then," Toph muttered. 

"I crashed right on top of you." You raised a brow. What was so impressive in nearly giving the Beifong's "beloved" daughter a concussion? 

"Well, Bone Head." She emphasized. Toph was never letting go of that nickname. A well-earned one after having bumped your heads together. 

Toph scoffed. "—you gave me quite the headache for a week after that." 

You poked her nose. "Don't be silly, you loved having me around—"

"Still do." Toph chuckled under her breath. She also missed the old days. Not Gaoling in particular, but the girl she met and loved in Gaoling.

After the incident back in the garden, the two of you grew closer and a year passed more sooner than expected. 

You soon learned that rich doesn't always mean happy. Watching Toph being treated as this frail, helpless girl was suffocating. And your nine-year-old mind failed to understand the reason behind their overbearing protectiveness towards her. Because for you—your version of Toph was this rugged rascal who'd do anything alongside you. Your partner in crime. 

Meeting with her parents was an eye-opening experience. Turns out, not all dads were the same. And despite not having a mother growing up—you knew that Toph's mother was lacking in that parenting aspect as well. 

But nonetheless, you stayed. 

And maybe, that's when Toph decided that you were more than just a friend to her. You were everything. 

Then three years suddenly passed and both of you were all of the sudden twelve. Twelve was an eventful age for the both you. 

The Earth Rumble tournaments started to grow fame amongst the youth of Gaoling. And Toph had overheard her parents talk about it, claiming that it was a dangerous and dingy show for show-offs. 

And who was the biggest show-off back then? Toph, of course. 

So during one random morning, she had talked to you in secret about her plan. Toph was desperate to beat people to the crutch. 

"No, Toph." You shook your head at her suggestion. It was a big fat no. Not because you didn't believe in her abilities, gosh no. You've definitely seen her fight before.

"What?!" Toph scoffed, bordering both a whisper and a yell. But she couldn't let other people hear her in this estate. 

"I thought you'd support me? You're my friend," she protested. Toph's hands gripped tightly onto yours, her eyes pleading. She doesn't do "plead," But for you, she'd do anything. 

And you would do anything for Toph. So begrudgingly, you agreed.

"You almost died during my first match," Toph retorted. And despite her amused tone, both of you knew just how angry she was when that happened back then. 

"I sat at the front row seats, what did you expect?" You chuckled.

And yeah, you thought you were doing yourself a favor sitting upfront. But when a boulder nearly lunged at you? Safe to say it was a bad idea. 

Toph had won her first tournament out of spite. She was furious. Initially—you had thought she was mad at you. But no. Never at you. 

After the tournament, she pulled you aside and apologized. It was her fault in the first place.

"—I shouldn't have asked you to come with me." Her head hung low, not wanting for you to meet her eyes. 

You weren't mad at her. In fact, after that, you were the one who kept pushing her to attend Earth Rumble. You saw how happy she was with fighting and honing her Earthbending skills. And you couldn't possibly say no to that. 

But twelve was also the same age you met the avatar and his team. No sooner than than, you two were a part of that pack as well.

And now, no more Earth Rumble. No more hiding how you both felt towards each other. Cause now the two of you were as happy as one can be. Marrying you was Toph's greatest decision in life. 

"I love you," you whispered. 

(˵ ͡~ ͜ʖ ͡°˵)ﾉ⌒♡*

⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢♡⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢୨♡୧⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢♡⌢⌢⌢⌢ I know your h0rny ahh simps for Zuko!! (〃∇〃) caught yo ass 4k‼️Now that I have piqued your interest and have your attention with the man b00ba in your face...

IM HERE TO TELL YOU IM DRAWING AN UPCOMING ZUTOPH COMIC CALLED: “𝔉𝔦𝔯𝔢 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓱”

The comic is slated to release in a bi-weekly format, with the first part being published on webtoon as early as July 3rd!(subject to change) Feel free to ask me any questions that you have about it!

These are EXCLUSIVE sceenshots from the comic for a scene in a future chapter…want to find out the context? Check out the original source material by @bao3bei4girl On AO3!

♡♡ ˏ✎*ೃ˚ :Read the fanfic here!

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Synopsis:

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After five years apart, Zuko reunites with the Gaang at Ember Island, but his feelings for Toph deepen when she is kidnapped to the spirit realm, and only a kiss can save her.

[Dance parties ✦︎ Truth or Dare ✦︎ Agni Kai, Beach episodes ✦︎ Business drama ✦︎ Spice ✦︎ Secrets ✦︎Mysteries and more!]

Congratulations! you have decent attention span and I didn’t even need to distract you with subway surfers or Minecraft parkour gameplay to retain your attention to read all the way until the end

Here’s some toph booba as a reward ~ (*ˊᗜˋﾉﾞ☆💕💚

More sneak peaks coming soon!! 🗣️‼️‼️‼️

‿‿‿‿ ♡‿‿‿‿‿‿ ‿‿‿‿ ୨♡୧‿‿‿‿ ♡‿‿‿‿‿‿ ‿‿ ‿‿‿

did this a bit back, but its probably one of my favorite pieces ive ever done (and probably won't be able to achieve anything this nice for a while idk 😭🙏)

"So take both my hands, spin me around I'm real in your arms, that's enough for right now We've been through the past, we're still here somehow." The Only Thing Left, Vincent Lima

Just a quiet moment between the two.

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲:

𝐀 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞! 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧? 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬.

Word count: 2.2k

Notes: A sticky situation and new lesson learned. Not specific to any ship, just a slice of life oneshot but if you squint just enough I guess it can be a little romantic ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Pardon any typos or grammatical errors, I'll try my best to edit them out. (See the end of the chapter for more notes.)