it was about time i made one hehe. i only write about toph so far tbh, might expand in the future.. will update this with each post!
all fics are fem!reader, since it’s what i identify as and what i write best.
disclaimer: i am not responsible for your media consumption, so make sure to read all warnings beforehand. especially minors.
TOPH BEIFONG!
𑣲 adult toph x wife!reader
― nsfw your wife gets home from work, and you surprise her. and.. well, let’s just say she really likes the surprise.
𑣲 adult toph x gymrat!reader
― nsfw you’ve started hitting the gym lately, and toph adores your (barely there) muscles, and makes sure you know how much they’re affecting her.
𑣲 jealous toph x f!reader
― nsfw you and toph come home after a night out, and she's seething with jealousy.
𑣲 mean toph x f!reader
― hurt/comfort toph confronts you about your apparent “cheating”. the argument gets heated, then she realizes she’s wrong, but refuses to apologize.
𑣲 adult toph x nonbender!reader
― nsfw you go on a mission with toph, (and you save her, with style) coming back with charged sexual tension. (dom on dom)
𑣲 policechief!toph x f!reader
― fluff you’re married to the republic’s chief.
𑣲 adult toph x gyaru!reader
― fluff modern au, you and toph are out on a wholesome sushi date.
𑣲 adult toph x lavabender!reader
― hurt/no comfort what you thought to be a harmless crush slowly festered into overwhelming love. unfortunately, the feeling isn’t mutual.
𑣲 adult toph x chubby!reader
― nsfw/fluff toph adores your body, and makes sure you love it just as much.
𑣲 adult toph x jealous!reader
― nsfw (implied) toph calls taga attractive, so you get mad at her.
𑣲 vampire toph x princess!reader
― nsfw you’re too stubborn to heed warnings, so you fuck around and find out.
𑣲 toph x fem!reader (wedding with the gaang)
― fluff you get married to toph today!
𑣲 adult toph x masc!reader (sapphic ofc)
― nsfw (implied) you and toph fight each other then fuck.
𑣲 adult toph x autistic!reader
― fluff just cute headcanons about toph and you, her autistic girlfriend!
𑣲 adult toph x firebender!reader
― hurt/comfort & fluff you and zuko are summoned to the fire kingdom, where you spend three whole years away from toph. at your return, you immediately look for her, excited to see the love of your life again, only to get a reaction you didn’t expect.
𑣲 adult toph x f!reader — incident at sea!
― fluff you and the gaang are on a boat trip, until you kinda get screwed over.
𑣲 policechief!toph x f!reader — raising lin and suyin!
― fluff & angst (a little) after you got married to toph, you found the next challenge to be her kids, especially the eldest. how will you get them to warm up to you?
𑣲 toph beifong x injured!reader
― fluff & angst how toph would react if reader got critically injured
𑣲 slow intimate mornings with toph beifong ˚࿔
― fluff / suggestive toph won’t let you leave the bed.
𑣲 knight toph x princess!reader
― your father insists on you having a personal guard, and after rejecting each one he proposes, he decides to shoot his shot by offering you his very best knight.
𑣲 adult toph x bimbo!reader
― fluff /nsfw you confront the pervert who won’t stop looking at your tits.. or not?
𑣲 hide and seek — toph x f!reader
― nsfw your wife’s been neglecting you, so you decide to get her attention one way or another. and of course, she reminds you who the fuck you’re married to.
𑣲 spell my name with her tongue — toph x f!reader
― nsfw 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.
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hii this may be a weird request theres this song called slumber party where one of the lyrics being “she do that thing she usually do, spell my name with her tongue” . idk js do what u will with that lyric and pls make it (toph x f!reader) also u are such a good writer!!
thank you sm babe!! your req’s done here <33 i hope you’ll like it !
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?”
spilled ink and half-filled papers littered your work desk, while some lay crumpled and balled up by your feet. you tapped the end of your pen against the hard wood incessantly, your other hand clutching the side of your head, glaring at the few lines you just wrote. you’d been brainstorming ideas for your next book for the past two hours now, but none of them hit the spot just yet.
you sighed, leaning back on your chair as you rubbed and smoothed down your furrowed eyebrows.
two familiar beefy arms gently wrapped around your neck from behind, your girlfriend’s chin resting on the top of your head.
“ah, toph. it’s you.” you smiled, caressing her forearms and pressing a gentle kiss on them.
“writer’s block again, or whatever you call it?” she asked, feeling up the wads of paper on the floor with her toes.
you nodded, exasperated. “it’s terrible.. whenever i think ‘wow, yes! this idea is definitely it!’ i end up finding trouble inserting it into a decent plotline with good development.. i can’t even come up with a good starting paragraph!”
toph hummed, nuzzling your hair, “i have no idea what you just said, but that sounds cool.”
you chuckled, rolling your eyes fondly, “it’s anything but cool, tophie.”
“say,” her arms slightly flex around the delicate skin of your neck, “can you teach me how to write?”
that piques your attention. you glance up at her, curious, “you want to learn how to write?”
“if it’s not too much trouble.” she quickly adds, and you almost melt at the sweetness. you pat her forearms, “slide a chair closer.”
she lets go of you to do just that, reaching for the extra chair you always keep in the corner of your room, dragging it to the desk.
she sits by your side, and you allow yourself to stare for a minute. she was only in a tight tank top and shorts, her glorious muscles in full display for your feasting eyes. her dark hair was loosely brushed back in a low pony, porcelain skin marred with a few bruises from her last sparring match.
what a catch. you high-five yourself in your mind.
she scoots closer, and you set your daydreaming aside to grab an empty paper.
“mhm..” you scratch your head with your pen, thinking. “well, i’m not sure where to start. maybe the basics? we could start with the alphabet?”
she scoffs, “that’s boring. i wanna write proper words.”
“well, you need the alphabet to do that, toph.”
“make me write words!!”
you were already regretting agreeing to this. she was worse than a toddler.
you sigh, “how about we first write all the letters, then we can make words with—”
“no,” she reaches for your hand, taking the pen for herself. “hmm.. show me how to write my name.”
you glare at her, but you know better than to argue with your stubborn excuse of a girlfriend.
“fine then.” you sigh in defeat, holding her hand tightly along with the pen in her grip. “follow my lead.”
she nods, and you start with your instructions.
“first,” you move her hand with yours, “we dip the pen in ink, like this. then we tap it against the edge to remove the excess ink, so we don’t get blots on our paper. a very important rule is that it’s never dry. remember, dry equals bad. the tip must always be wet.”
she snickers, “like you.”
you give her a deadpan look, “why are you like this?”
“okay okay, yes.” she sits up straight, dipping it in the ink bowl and tapping it, then bringing it to hover over the sheet. “like this?”
“good girl. now, carefully feel my strokes,” you shift her hand with yours, drawing out the letters as she commits them to memory. “t-o-p-h.”
“so that’s my name,” she hums, bringing the pen to dip it again, “let me try it alone this time.”
you nod, and you watch her almost accurately write the same letters again.
“wow, impressive.” you kiss her cheek, looking down at what she wrote. “the letters are on point. your only problem is.. your spacing.”
“mhm? what about it?” she asks, gazing down at you.
“well..” you stare at the sheet of paper. “they’re kind of.. all on top of each other. but that’s fine, we can work on that.”
she shrugs, “it’s fine. i don’t mind them being on top of each other.”
your brow raises in confusion, but before you can question your weird girlfriend, she interrupts you with another request. “now, teach me how to write your name.”
you blink, spotting the eager glint in her eyes, then you chuckle. “my name? sure. are you really sure you don’t want to learn the alphabet first?”
“duh,” she rolls her eyes like you just asked the dumbest question in the world. “now show me.”
and once again, your lithe fingers find hers, teaching her the gentle strokes of your name.
when you let her do it alone on her second attempt, she repeats the same mistake of stacking all the letters on top of each other.
she says it’s not a mistake, though.
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“mhh— tophh..” you mewl against her lips, your floor a mess of paper and ink when your girlfriend suddenly sweeped it all off your desk, deciding to do you instead of her homework.
her thumbs press and rub on your peaked nipples, swallowing all your moans with saliva-wet kisses, the sheer force of them keeping your head pinned against the wall behind you.
her hands squeeze your tits, sliding up and down the curve of your waist, grabbing at whatever flesh she could.
she licked the saliva that dribbled off your lips, tonguing it back into your mouth as her hand finally slid down to cup your clothed pussy.
you kiss her harder, desperately sucking on her tongue while her fingers graze your soaked folds through your panties. you buck your hips against her hand, and you whine when she leaves your swollen lips with a wet pop.
“shh..” she presses a hot kiss to your neck, “i’ll take care of you.”
one thing you loved about toph is that she never kept you waiting.
it took less than ten seconds for your legs to be spread wide open and hiked up on her shoulders, her hands finding the fat of your backside to pull you closer, bringing your aching cunt to her needy mouth.
she catches the panties between her teeth, tugging them to the side, her fingers refusing to leave the nice swell of your ass.
your eyes cross and roll to the back of your head when her tongue finally finds your leaking pussy, licking a big languid stripe right across the center.
you uselessly thrash in her grasp, tears already welling up in your eyes, the desk clattering with your movement while her unrelenting grip tightens around your thighs. the pace of her feverished eating increases and so does the pitch of your screams.
“toph— oh! oh my god!” you moan, glassy-eyed, her tongue swirling in oddly familiar patterns you couldn’t quite place.
“rule one,” she grins against your swollen pussy lips, “dry equals bad, must always be wet. done.”
before you can even register her words in your pleasure-addled haze, fast strong strokes are licked across your folds and your back almost breaks from the unnatural arch it snaps into.
“oh my fuck! toph!!” you cry out, writhing uncontrollably as you finally make out the pattern she was following.
fucking hell— she was spelling your name out with her tongue!
“mhhm,” a low chuckle rumbles through her throat, the vibrations only making your thighs spasm harder around her head. “see? i told you i didn’t need any spacing.”
her tongue laps at your puffy clit in harsh flicks, and your vision flashes white.
“t-o,” she continues sucking and licking through your orgasm, using the fresh gush of your slick to coat your folds even better, “p-h. toph. that’s who this pussy belongs to.”
her effortless eroticism is almost enough to have you cum again immediately.
weak whimpers slip out of your lips, your hand finding her head to push it off your overly sensitive cunt. she grins, pressing one last deceptively sweet kiss to your swollen bud before mercifully pulling away.
she lifts herself up to capture your quivering lips into a slower kiss you easily accept, tasting yourself on her tongue.
“did i do good?” she asks, and the knowing smirk on her face is answer enough to her own question.
you wipe the remaining tears off your face, wrapping your arms around her. “.. you’re so filthy.”
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..
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oh, toph would 100000000000% tease the fuck outta you for it, i'm sorry.
even when you two are just standing casually, waiting in line for something, she'd use you as an armrest. she'd plop her strong, muscular, beefy arm on your head, looking all smug with a little smirk.
"toph! stop that!" you’d swat her away, but she'd just link her arm tight around your shoulder and pull you in closer.
"what? i'm just relaxing, that's all."
she'd also think that every single thing you do is cute. because of your height, you hate being seen as something small and fragile by others, but when toph babies you? yeah, you secretly love it—even if you'll never admit it out loud.
"aww, can't reach the cabinet, baby? want me to earthbend a stool for you?"
or when you're mad at her, she won't take you seriously and will just ragebait you further.
"jeez, i didn't think a small thing like you had so much anger pent up in that tiny little body of yours."
oh, and we can't forget... you're stuck being the little spoon forever.
“Are you sure about this?” There’s a nervous look on Aang’s face as he stands over you. Yet, despite the nervousness and the hesitance that’s paired with it, his interest is evident by the fat glob of pre-cum that falls on the tip of your nose and trails a slow streak to your forehead before disappearing past your hairline.
“Yes, now stop asking.” You urge him forward by his strong thighs, your mouth falling open to take his flushed, leaking cock between your parted lips.
He groans, the sound deep and guttural as his hand instinctively reaches down to cradle the back of your neck. “You okay?”
Inch by inch you swallow his aching length, your tongue caressing the rigid velvet on the way down. Aang shudders when you gag, but doesn’t pull out. He knows you can take it, you were being so persistent earlier after all.
He hears nothing, but a satisfied hum as an answer, following your nose being buried between his heavy balls while his dick’s tip taps insistently at the back of your throat.
“C-can I move?” He asks, arousal thinning his tone, and he starts with shallow thrusts, wanting to test the limits from this new angle. It’s an angle he can see even more from, like the outline of his cock in your throat, down to the twin peaks atop the valley of your breasts, and the expanse of your torso that leads to the rushing river between your legs.
His free hand comes up to join the other at your neck, both finding leverage at the columns as he rocks forward. The wet squelch of you closing around him almost does him in, the warm cavern of your mouth sucking him down, the walls tightening like a constrictor trapping prey.
“Holy-“ He pants, forcing himself out of your slick mouth and quickly gripping the base of his throbbing shaft. Strings of saliva and precum stick to his cockhead, trying in vain to keep him tethered to your swollen lips. He can feel his stomach tighten, like he could blow his load any second, but if you ask, he’ll say he just wanted you to breathe for a bit.
You’re panting harshly, head getting fuzzy from all the blood pooling at the crown. A calloused thumb traces your puffy lips, splitting the seam to rest on an eager tongue before it’s snagged between two rows of teeth and nipped gently. Two pairs of eyes soften in tandem as you gaze at one another. Your face warms, and his cheeks flush the longer you look at each other. The intimacy of the moment makes you giddy enough for your tummy to swoop.
“You’re trying to kill me.” He leans down to kiss you, slow and filthy, chasing his own taste before straightening up, ready to feed his cock back inside your waiting mouth.
Your chuckle is raspy, a little wrecked, and even though he throbs a little, his heart also feels like it could jump out of his chest at the sound. Oh, it’s a sight to see this big man blush even as he’s slapping his cock on your pursed lips, then fitting it into the curl of your tongue as it eases into a smooth descent to the back of your throat. There you go gagging again, and making such a mess of him as you on him a little. He startles, about to pull away to let you breathe, to cough it out-something-but you don’t let him take a step, hands finding his thighs and nails digging into the skin to keep him rooted, as if the heated and determined glint in your eyes isn’t already doing enough to pin him in place.
Only you could still manage to look threatening upside down with his dick stuffed halfway down to your stomach.
So, he keeps going, fucking in and out of your throat the way you’ve been asking for it. Seeing how the shape of him bulges in your throat has him folding over you, desperate to reward you. The size of him shadows you like a canopy as his dexterous fingers find your twitching clit, it peeks from the hood as the digits slide down to spread your sticky folds, then further to circle the entrance of your dripping cunt.
Aang doesn’t even realize that he’s just shoving his cock even further until your throat closes, trying to force him out to keep you from actually choking on him. His balls tighten up from where they’re nestling your nose and he barely gets the warning out before he’s spilling his seed into your stomach. You slide down the bed to ease him out, making his ring and middle fingers slip out of your pussy with a lewd pop as you really try to catch your breath this time. The evidence of your arousal coats his wedding band, so he trails the cream-coated fingers all the way up to your face, and your jaw cracks as your tongue sticks out to lick it clean. He coos, thumbs dipping into the divots of your cheeks to ease the stiffness.
“Gods, you’re so good.” The kiss on your forehead is long and sweet. The tenderness of it settles between your ribcage like a bird on its perch.
You sit up to turn, and as soon as you do, his hands hook under your ankles, pulling you to the edge of the bed. They go to wrap around his narrow but strong waist, but he grabs your legs and rests them on his shoulders instead. With barely enough time to react, he’s leaning over you again, hands gripping the fat of your thighs and pressing his weight down as he slides home in wet and wanton cunt.
You scream his name and your voice cracks down the middle.
“Yeah?” he actually answers, nuzzling his nose with yours, and you whine as the action forces him deeper inside you. He draws his hips back, pulling out til just the tip is snug between your wet slit and his thumb snags on your clit again, pressing down and rubbing in dizzyingly slow circles as the girth of him is back between your spasming walls. You’re clenching around him already, squeezing the pulsing veins and only tightening like a knot that’s continuously being pulled taut. “You feel like a dream, always taking me so well, my sweet wife.”
You gush around him, more of your juices aiding the glide as you near the precipice, eager for him to push you over it and for him to come with you.
He shakes his head as if he can hear your thoughts. “Need you to cum, you spoiled me already, so good to me.” Your knees are pushed up higher, hips lifting off the bed as he fucks harder into you, strokes striking your sweet spot with a precision that leaves you starry-eyed and drooling.
You’re nearly there. He can feel it as the shiver runs through you and your body locks up like a city under siege. When you cum, your nails drag down and pierce, splitting the skin of his shoulders and leaving sanguine colored lines in its wake as you cover his cock with your cum and his face with lazy kisses.
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Imma be honest i want sesbian lex so bad like i just wanna have some piss in my mouth but i live in a very, VERY conservative country and its so hard trying to find other lgbtq ppl here who are actually accepting towards lesbians, like they're familiar w gay men but not really w gay women (again, conservative and very patriarchal and misogynistic country)
Esp this year since i recently started college after finishing high-school, now during pride month too, i have to get back in the closet and pretend im "normal"... i didnt know it would actually be this hard im just constantly feeling like im being watched and have to watch every single move.. im actually so fucking lonely i hate feeling like this
I used to have have another friend in hs whos also gay and it was our little secret and we bonded over wlw stuff and i lowkey liked her too.. it killed me when i realized my feelings for her like i KNEW im cursed (fuck homoerotic friendships bruh) but now we dont talk anymore cuz we grew apart and everyday i still yearn for her while convincing myself it was nothing and its all in my head.. i miss her lowkey but ik she prob dont even gaf abt me..
Anyway idek what im talking abt anymore.. this year's pride month is actually so hard to me... ugh sorry for ranting i just hate this place where i live i feel like i never belong here
i’m so sorry to hear that honey :(( i live in a conservative country asw, so i definitely hear you!!
it really sucks to be so discriminated against simply for who you love, and of course it’d be harder on lesbians since you have the double oppression combo of being both gay AND a woman 😭
homoerotic friendships are a canon event i fear 💔 hang in there baby, i know it’s hard but you’ll eventually be free, so keep fighting! this hopefully won’t last forever, and i pray you get the cute girlfriend of your dreams someday <33
one day we won’t need to hide all the time. you’re not alone baby, so many people relate and we’re all in this together i promise!! YOU’LL GET THE LESBIAN SEX YOU DESERVE