There is a huge and fat list of Tokka prompts over on the Tokkaneers subforum at KF.

It is huge and fact and epically awesome.

I'm going to use them.

(I might actually use some of the prompts more than once, which is probably against the rules, but it hasn't been written down and therefore will not be followed. x3)

First Impressions

At first, she was Toph (the Greatest Earthbender In The World) and he was Sokka and that was all they were, tolerating each other only long enough for her to pound some more Earthbending skills into Aang at any means necessary, but somewhere along the way she wasn't just Toph and he wasn't just Sokka—they were Toph and Sokka, Sokka and Toph, the Dynamic Duo, the Greatest Shenaniganators In The World, battle buddies, best friends, and—dare she say it?—maybe, just maybe, even more than that.

Toph decided that first impressions weren't to be trusted.

Second Chances

She was fighting back tears, shaking her head fervently as she mumbled "no, never again, it's too late" over and over again and backed away; first clenching, eyes tightly shut, and no matter how hard her head cried NO her (cracked, abused, yearning) heart screamed yes—yes yes YES YES YES—

Sokka decided that—whoever invented second chances? He loved them.

Snow

Toph sneezed for (what felt like) the seven hundred and twenty-third time that day and wiped her nose, glaring miserably at the snowflakes she couldn't see, distracting herself from the swiftly-receding feeling in her fingers and toes by plotting ways to kill Sokka as painfully as she could for making her fall so deeply in love with him she was willing to follow him to the freaking South Pole.

And then Sokka took pity on her and led her back to the tents and suddenly she wasn't cold anymore (but she was STILL going to kill him).

Sneak Attack

Often, he would tiptoe up behind her to give her a surprise kiss but was always in some way Earthbended around or found out ("sneak attacks don't work on me, smart guy"); Sokka cursed her ability to see where he was even with her eyes closed, and devised ingenious plans to ambush her from above.

He soon learned that aerial attacks, while efficient against blind Earthbenders, also tended to end him up in the healing house.

When You Walk Away

It was agonising (to say the least) to feel him take step after step, confident and sure in his direction (it was the wrong one), his arm slung casually around another's shoulder (it was the wrong person); every time his foot struck the ground, his heartbeat gave a little wobble and changed, falling a little more out of synch with her own (to say nothing of the fact he was moving further from her).

Toph wondered if he would ever feel the same way when she walked away.

Smirk

He loved that smirk of hers, the way her lip would curl ever so slightly, forming a mocking smile; her pale eyes would narrow, the elegant noble-lady's brows drawn down in a most ungraceful, vulgar and utterly adorable facial gesture.

He almost told her once, too.

Together

Always running, never a moment's rest, nowhere was safe; nerves were worn down and tempers were teased, and Sokka had never hated the Fire Nation more—but then he turned around and she was there with him, and no matter how dark the night was there was always one small star, blinking in the heavens, lending and borrowing light, to light up his world.

They could take on the world, he thought, so long as they were together.

Vegetable

Sokka wasn't fond of vegetables, and Toph had been forced to eat too many during her early years for her to ever like them again; but when they were eating them with each other, well, that was a whole different story.

"Keep your chopsticks to yourselves, you guys," said Katara in annoyance; but who ever cared?

Bug

"Done?" she whispered, mischievous; he gave a smirking nod of affirmation and they tiptoed from the vicinity to await the fireworks.

Three minutes later, there was an ear-spitting shriek of "SPIDER-FLY!!" from the direction of Zuko's room; bent over with laughter, Toph and Sokka fled the flaming wrath of the enraged Firebender.

Propriety

She's a little intoxicated (he might've been too, not that it mattered, he'd only had three—okay, it might have been three too many, but still), her usual grace slightly skewed; he's not quite sure where his tunic had gone, but found himself not caring as much as he perhaps should have; disembodied voices all around him tutted in disapproval, and he was vaguely aware that this wasn't quite the right place, but her lips tasted so, so sweet and he couldn't let go—

Katara was going to skin him alive for it later, but she didn't understand the utter unimportance of propriety when Toph was kissing him.

(I mean, seriously.)

Well, that was a random mishmash of random prompts and even more random drabbles. They're meant to be only two sentences each, but as you can tell, I cheated by not heeding the rules of grammar…*awkward grin*

I'm just not good at summarizing, okay!!

Anyway, tell me if there's any one you'd like to see expanded on or anything you didn't quite get (like everything). And because when you don't pressure you for reviews, I get none, GIVE ME REVIEWS, DAMMIT. They make me not want to throw my writing in a bin and forget about it forever and ever.

Yes, I'm talking to you, reader. You right there—review! *points brattishly*