#MadaTobiIzu

[elhnrt]

md>tb<iz u know how it is fired up💯💯💯

[sapphiresenthiss]

Imagine having a big boy party of your lifetime with 155 pounds of a Senju on you, only for your ultragigachad anija to crash it... 🙈

That's gonna be one hell of an ache in the morning, dear Tobi.

[pachu09]

Wherein as a high caliber Sensor, Tobirama developed the ability to pinpoint out people who became psychopathic when it comes to their romantic partner/prospect.

Tobirama had first realized that something had been added to his Sensing ability.

And it all started with his Mother. Back then when all is well and good, he recalled he was only five years old when he felt the first time the spine tingling terror that shot through him when his Mother blankly stared at a civilian woman who dared to be friendly with his Father.

Mother and Father had fit to travel with him and Anija to the Capital to be introduced to the Daimyo. At the end of the week of their stay, Tobirama had vaguely recalled that the noble woman who giggles whenever Father was near her was found dead in her room. As a child it didn't really register to him that something was amiss when it happened because he was busy playing with Anija and training at that time.

But now that Tobirama is an Adult. He can now confirmed with utmost confidence that his Sensing includes knowing who becomes a Psychopath when it comes to their romantic partner.

Tobirama grimaces internally. He was loath to admit it, but his Mother is his first hard evidence of people with such extreme tendencies. He glances down at his scribbled notes with hidden codes sparsely written so no one would know of his rather personal investigation.....

Tobirama frowns deeply. Anija had been jotted down in his notes too..because he had also started to display his psychopathic tendencies. He hates to admit that he felt stupid and that it took so long for him to notice Anija's blank eyed stares when someone talks to Mito–neesan.

He shuddered in fright.

He doesn't dare to tell Mito-neesan about his speculation. Anija would probably bury him alive without killing him if he tried to warn Mito-neesan....

Tobirama bit his lips. He warily eyed the next names written underneath Anija's. Madara and Izuna had surprised him about their psychopathic tendencies. He doesn't know who are their prospects but Tobirama found himself under threatening looks whenever the Uchiha Brothers are near him. He had checked again and again with the people he had interacted with but so far as he found out... none of them had been the lover of the Uchiha Brothers...

So why is he getting hounded, furiously glared at and feeling like he's about to be killed whenever the Brothers circled around him?...

Tobirama rubbed his aching temples. Should he just hide for a month in his lab then?. So that whatever offensive thing he did would make The Uchiha Brothers forget if they can't see him?...

A single eerie knock on his lab door made Tobirama sit up in fright. His eyes nervously darted at his sealed door.

He cleared his throat and shook his head to get rid of his rattled nerves. " Who is it?. "

" Tobirama. Why are you hiding in your lab?. "

Tobirama felt the spine chilling fear shooting down his spine at hearing Izuna’s ominous question. He just knew, that it'll be an enormous mistake if he were to open his lab door.

" Uchiha. It has only been a day since I took an absence. I do not know what you need me for but just recruit Anija to help you or something. " Tobirama grimaced at his impatient tone. He didn't mean to sound dismissive but he really, really didn't want to talk to Izuna this day....preferably for a month even.

" Won't you invite us in then, Tobirama?. " Tobirama quickly stood up from his seat as he heard Madara’s voice behind the door. What in the world?...he was so sure, Izuna was the only person that was standing in front of his lab door. So where did the Elder Uchiha had come from?.

Tobirama with a dry throat swallowed nervously. " No Uchiha. I don't want the two of you entering my lab. Who knows what the two of you would accidentally destroy if you bumble around here. " he sneered in anger.

Ominous silence greeted his hateful answer.

Tobirama warily eyed his lab door. He cannot sense Madara and Izuna’s chakra behind it perhaps the Brothers had given up in pestering him?.

He decided to sit for a minute to rest his trembling legs but before he could do so...the spike of combine furious Chakra lashing out at his sensitive Sensing made him stumble on his feet and he crashes onto the ground with a hard thump. He felt dizzy and in pain as he accidentally bashed his head on his lab table when he crashed down.

He clutches his head as he wheezes painfully. The oppressive Chakra felt like it was burning him alive....

He tried to stand up, but his shaking limbs won't support him. He only had a second to realize that his doorknob had slowly rotated and an ominous click of it signified that it had been unlocked.

Tobirama stared terrified at the sandal clad feet that step over his lab barrier without any difficulty.

He slowly looked up at the Brother's furiously blazing Sharingan.

" That's not nice of you, Tobirama. " he tried to crawl away when the Elder Uchiha crouch down in front of him. But the suffocating grip on his neck made him freeze in his tracks.

" Guess its really time for him to be trained then?. What say you Aniki?. " Tobirama was instantly confused at that remark. What in the world was Izuna talking about?. What training?.

" For such a genius man. You are rather oblivious to our romantic intentions, Tobirama. " The blank eyed looks of both Uchiha Brothers made Tobirama gobsmacked that he forgot to even fight his way out of his impending doom.

With his aching head and spinning thoughts it took a second too late for him to avoid two sets of Sharingan that bulldozed its influence inside his mind like a roaring Tsunami crashing and devouring everything in its path.

And then.... Tobirama knew nothing anymore...

[asukaskerian]

Tobirama's hair was still damp.

Short locks, darkened by water, raked backwards out of his face; his cheekbones looked almost as sharp as his eyes. The wire mesh and the sleeveless gi were back on, only missing a happuri.

Tension in his limbs, poised, ready to fly.

"So we agree that this is more of that divisive sabotage idiocy," Madara said slowly, watching him, watching the eyes he'd seen hazy with reluctant pleasure and the pristine skin that should have worn his bruises. It burned at the back of his brain, being unable to smell himself on the omega anymore, being unable to smell him. No scents, no marks, no proof, and for a brief, endless moment Madara saw himself walking up to the man and catching a fistful of his hair to pull sideways and digging his teeth right there, in the tendon of his exposed throat. Leaving -- a bruise.

But Senju Tobirama did not belong to him.

--

no sex in this chapter! just lots and lots of squabbling. 10k of squabbling.

it took me almost a year to write this bitch. please love me. ;;

[denialcity]

for @asukaskerian​ cherry wine/ days on a wire 7 thanks for all the food over this last year <3 

[officerjennie]

Tied Together

A MadaTobiIzu CYOA

Chapter 1, Path 1 - which path will you choose?

Voting Open! Survey closes on 12-7 at 5:00pm CST

Sunlight filtered through the clouds, dabbled light shining on the path that wound its way through the village. Up ahead, the hokage’s tower stood watch, its offices mostly empty, lights off and curtains drawn as they were every weekend.

Peace. It was everything Madara had hoped for, had dreamed for years and years that they could claw their way towards. For just a moment he stopped, readjusting the scrolls that he had tucked into the crook of his elbow and stared up at the clouds that floated overhead. One hand shielding his eyes, and a deep sigh that let him smell the air that was free of sulfur or the smell of blood and war.

They could have lived like this much sooner, if only he’d not been so stubborn. So afraid to lose the person who meant the most to him. But the thought of losing Izuna, his anchor, had haunted his nights and had pushed him onto the battlefield every day.

As if the battlefield wasn’t the place that threatened him the most. Madara snorted at himself - his past self, the one who’d drawn his blade against his foes and unknowingly endangered his family more than the Senju. Peace had found them anyway, and for the first time in decades he felt like he could release the tension in his shoulders. He could relax, knowing no one was going to burn his clan to the ground in the middle of the night, or-

“Just gonna stand there like an idiot, huh.”

“What the fuck.”

As a light tap touched his shoulder out of nowhere, Madara flung himself back, reaching for the gunbai that was no longer strapped to his back. With the startle, his eyes flashed red, and in that split second sharingan seared the image of Izuna, his last living brother, grinning like a mad man at his expense into his memory for the rest of his life.

“Are we children again?” Madara straightened out of his defensive stance and crossed his arms over his chest, willing the fight response to calm its ass down while Izuna continued to snicker at him.

“I was under the impression you never grew up. Just treating you accordingly.”

“Little shit.” As he cursed at Izuna, Madara tried to grapple him with his elbow, but Izuna easily ducked right out of the way fast as a snake. Stubborn and annoyed as he was, Madara didn’t try again.

Izuna was a predator, not prey. With his growing network of spies spreading across the country like a web, Izuna caught so much and so many. Lies, betrayers, enemies hidden in the trees, missives that were supposed to go to other officials, and where Madara had hidden Izuna’s birthday present just a week after he’d bought it. Flies didn’t catch the spider unless the spider wanted to be caught.

Between them, their shadows danced in the dappled light. Wove around each other and darted away again, never still, as if a fire burned and the flickering flames forced their movement. It had been like this between them since Izuna’s birth, reaching for each other but darting away all the same, as if the shadows were unwilling to settle.

Madara frowned, and let his arms drop to his side. “What are you doing here, otouto? I did not expect to see you until dinner.”

“I was on my way to see someone,” Izuna admitted, his eyes drifting away to the side. Though he felt no shame he loved to play coy, especially when it got under his brother’s skin so effectively.

“Just checking in on you.” Stepping around him, Izuna kept his eyes on his brother, and Madara had the distinct impression he was being measured. “Bit early to be out on a day off, isn’t it?”

[amaranthinius]

“Will you put me back in the handcuff?” Tobirama asks in a subdued tone. Madara looks up. Since Tobirama is a stranger, Madara has no idea how to read the subtle notes in his voice. Under a different circumstance, Madara would have trusted his nose, but Tobirama’s scent is a confusing maze of emotions. He needs to know if it’s acceptance or something else, so Madara looks up to realize that Tobirama’s eyes were never carmine. The omega has the red spectrum in his eyes - rosewood at the outer edges, a cerise band in the middle, a cardinal collarette. Three raspberry red furrows wrap around the pupil, weak enough to melt into the iris here and there, strong enough to appear as a splash of color in other places. Even the grooves have different shades - apple red, chocolate cosmos, crimson, old rose, cinnabar. Long, white eyelashes frame the constellation of red, brushing against pale skin and white eyebrows. Madara sees his eyes widen through the twitch of his eyelids, opening further to reveal the white map of his sclera disturbed by tiny blood vessels.

[justsomeoneunordinary]

For a while now, I’ve been thinking of writing a fic in which Izuna is seething/jealous of the arranged marriage between Madara and Tobirama. Because while he’s glad that the elders kept Madara’s preference for men in mind, he thinks it’s outrageous it had to be Tobirama of all Senju. Tobirama is his rival, Izuna knows him in a way Madara will never be able to, and it shows in the way they interact. No matter how much he tries, Madara just doesn’t understand Tobirama, this is why Tobirama should’ve been his, damnit!

But… I have no idea where I want to go with this. Do I prove Izuna wrong? Do MadaTobi slowly learn to understand and love each other, while Izuna is left seething silently? That would be such a bitter ending :/

Or do I prove Izuna right? Does Izuna show Tobirama that they’re meant for each other and they end up in an affair? Oh, the drama! The betrayal!!! But… my MadaTobi heart would be broken over such an ending :( Unless I make Madara not give a fuck what TobiIzu are up to as long as they don’t get caught… But that would be less dramatic then…

Or do I just make a MadaTobiIzu out of it? Yay, polyamory saves the day and everyone gets a piece of the cake! All is well, all are happy! That would solve my problem but my god, what a boring-ass ending for all that drama, fucking yawn.

Do I just make them all miserable? Madara tried to get along with Tobirama but fucking damnit, they’re really not made for each other. This is not how he imagined his marriage to look like, fuck this shit. And Tobirama mourns that it couldn’t’ve been Sarutobi Sasuke instead. It should’ve been Sasuke if it hadn’t been for the peace treaty between the Senju and Uchiha. Fuck those Uchiha, ugh. And Izuna is still seething in jealousy because Tobirama should be his.

Would serve those assholes right. Meanwhile, Hashirama is happily frolicking in Konoha’s flower fields with Mito by his side because just because these three assholes are miserable, doesn’t mean my babygirl has to be too. Hashi deserves all the happiness <3

Or maybe Tobirama does think it should’ve been Izuna as well! But no matter how much it mourns that it had to be Madara, he would never risk breaking the peace treaty by cheating on his unwanted husband with his brother-in-law. (Oh, who am I kidding, Tobirama abso-fucking-lutely would cheat on Madara with Izuna. He’s an asshole! (Then again, Tobirama would never agree to marry an Uchiha to begin with, lol. That bitch would throw a hissy fit like a toddler and risk another war, just watch him. Where did fanon get the idea of demure and obedient Tobirama anyway??? I know there’s not much canon Tobirama material to begin with but that prissy asshole has been shown as anything but obedient and demure, of all things… Anyways.))

I just have this want to write a seething in jealousy Izuna and no idea where the fuck to go with that idea, and it’s driving me up a fucking wall, ugh!

[sapphiresenthiss]

Soft, soft, sleepy albino Senju~ 💗

Who could resist a cuddle?!

[pachu09]

MadaTobiIzu

Camping Trip

Madara cocked his head in confusion as he saw Kagami totting a huge pack on his back.

Izuna was also taken aback at the sight of the small child. They decided to eat their lunch at the second floor of the Akimichi restaurant to enjoy seeing the busy main street of Konoha. They didn't expect to see their little clan mate totting something so outrageous.

They turn to Hikaku who was busy perusing his paperwork he refuses to leave behind in his office.

" Do you know why Kagami needs to carry a big backpack?. " Izuna curiously ask his cousin.

Hikaku looked up at them with a resign expression. " Tobirama–sama will take his Team out tommorow for a camping. "

The Uchiha Brothers perked up at that news.

A camping eh?. Wouldn't Tobirama need more Adults to wrangle his team of rambunctious brats?. And isn't that fortunate that they're very available to accompany him and his brats?.

Hikaku sigh loudly. " Whatever you're planning. I'm sure Tobirama–sama wouldn't appreciate it. "

Madara and Izuna stared back at their cousin with innocent looks.

" Don't worry Hikaku. We'll just volunteer our services to him for free. I doubt he can reign in his brats single-handedly. " Madara waved away Hikaku's worry while Izuna happily grinned and rubbed his hands in delight.

Hikaku massaged his temples. " If Tobirama-sama pummels you both for daring to interfere with his lessons...don't come running back to the Clan wearing your ugly pouts. "

Madara and Izuna looked at each other. " Well...we'll just make sure Tobi would accept us as his additional escort ne?. "

Hikaku snorted and eyed his cousins with a judgemental stare. " Goodluck to the both of you then. "

Come morning, Hikaku was left gawking as he witnesses his cousins walking out of the Konoha Gates accompanying Team Tobirama. He doesn’t know how the Brothers managed to convinced Tobirama-sama to accompany his Team but damn he fucking lost his bet to Nara Shin....again.

[asukaskerian]

monthly word count - april

TOTAL: 4 604 low but on the upside i plotted out and got started on the last chapter for cherry wine's capital arc, FUCK yes finally. X_X

POSTED: nothing new! a battlefield terra scene languishing in my files since 2017 tho.

IN PROGRESS -cherry wine - madatobiizu ABO chapter 10 (1 548 words) -bleach suburban ot4 (2 553 words) -bleach: attempt at one of my unusual inheritances prompts that swiftly died on me (503 words) (if you ever think "oh it's such an obvious plot i will remember for sure" THAT IS SATAN LYING TO YOU.)

-- cherry wine (short bcs spoilers everywhere) --

Then they were approaching the well-lit area before the hall where people milled around, and the brouhaha covered the edge of their voices, as Madara asked, "So, what did you do?"

"Mm, nothing too extreme. I merely felt regretful that I couldn't keep Yukiha-san company, so I... referred her to some."

Madara's eyebrows quirked dubiously.

"The pink kind."

"--Pfhah."

He'd done a little more than that, really. When he'd asked the Haruno girls what they thought about hatesex (in favor; spicy), and their ability to convince a very horny, grumpy, desperate kunoichi to let herself be bedded (very high; just had to challenge her superiority), he'd also asked them for the favor of their alpha brother's sweatier underclothes, to plant in her bedroom afterwards. They would have a fun couple of weeks waiting to be certain she wasn't carrying a bellyful of civilian bastards.

-- suburban ot4 --

Nelliel rolls like a beached whale, morose and defeated. Her phone keeps containing nothing of interest. 

Tier of course hasn't contacted her directly since their last in-person meeting, because she doesn't believe in chatting up ex-girlfriends. Especially because her current girlfriends are jealous and threatened somehow, even after Nelliel told them about getting knocked up by Grimmjow.

They all think she has shit taste in men, see, but they don't doubt her taste in women is more refined. 

Her only recent messages are from Grimmjow and Hime.

... Her most recent message is from Hime! Right now! Ohh, she was letting things settle a bit before she started hounding her in case the Kurosakis wanted space, but!

Hime-chan: Nel-chan, hello! Are you here?

She wants to talk! Live! Right now!

Me: yes!!!!!! :D :D :D hi! what's up?? Hime-chan: #^__^#<3 Hime-chan: oh, nothing much! I was just wondering if you're busy or maybe if you would want to go out for a walk? I was going to take kazui and go check out that new pastry shop and i thought, that's not too far from where you are and maybe you're not too tired to go? Me: YES let me get dressed. Hime-chan: but if you don't feel up to it then take care of yourself Hime-chan: !! oh, great! Give us a half hour? Me: yeeeeeeeessss ill be waiting downstairs SEE YOU SOON

"Hot date, eh?"

Nelliel gives her boyfriend the crazed stare of don't get in my way. "Oh fuck yeah. With Hime and the kid. I am going to get so many cuddles."

He laughs at her. "Want me to clear out in case you get them to come home with you for coffee while you're at it?"

"... Nah. You can stay and babysit."

Grimmjow plants his hand on top of her skull and swings her right and left, then shoves her back down onto her pillows. She yowls in protest, grabbing his wrist to haul herself back up. "Stop that, I have to shower and get dressed! I can't meet Hime if I stink!"

"But you're fine stinking for me, I see how it is." He drags her to her feet, an amused half-smirk on his face. 

"You're a gross boy, though. Hime is fresh and cute and sweet. She's not into salty."

Grimmjow smirks even wider. "Oh, she's into all sorts of crazy shit. Made me a herring and ice cream sandwich once."

"... I kinda want to figure out what exactly this means in our sexy metaphor but I'm going to be late." Nelliel leans in to give him a cheek kiss and a semi-friendly headbutt and scampers off to the bathroom. "I've got a daaaate!"

"A friendship date!"

"Guys who don't have a date don't get to piss on my parade!"

-- ichigo and sisters, odd inheritance -- fic disappeared on me and left me without notes, idk if i'll ever figure out what to do with it --

Ichigo has been eighteen all of two months when he finally manages to get 1. custody of his sisters and 2. access to his inheritance. 

It's fast. Really fast. Dad's lawyer friend was cutthroat and very prepared. 

(Even if the guy looks so dubious and scruffy--)

Ichigo has been living in a group house on his own for seven months by then, and he knows the clinic wasn't completely paid off, and he knows it's been sold on -- all their personal effects are in storage, in a truck, in the truck the lawyer friend got him and the lawyer friend's even odder friend taught him to drive and he is never going to manage to repay them--

Anyway.

"Is this it?" Karin asks, dubious. 

Karin and Yuzu are crammed together on the passenger's seat, and they peer at the actual goddamned mansion looming at the top of the hill with the exact same dubiousness Ichigo feels. It's an european style, but from a century back at least, and wasn't exactly maintained well. He's not sure why Mom hung onto it instead of selling it off, but maybe there were no buyers. There used to be a village nearby but now there's two rickety houses and some farmland, mostly woods, and the house stands on such a slope that cutting down the trees to grow anything else would be completely pointless.

On the other side of the ridge is, apparently, the sea, but about fifty meters of cliffside down. No beach access either. Sigh. Whatever.

"I'll unlock the gate!" Yuzu exclaims, and pops out of the cab, legs wobbling on landing from the drive. The rusty noise as she pushes it open is, uh. Bad.

"Home sweet home," he grumbles as he drives the car through the gate.

Making it livable is going to take so much work.

But the roof isn't leaking and the heating and water still work, and miraculously one of the wings has failed to get infected by mold. So. It will do.

--

The first night they camp together in one of the living rooms, and it's nice. (Yuzu cries openly over being reunited, Karin cries while telling her not to cry, and Ichigo somehow manages to wait until they have fallen asleep.)

They don't really know what happened to their mom's family or why she has a hugeass house fit for like ten or fifteen very antisocial people that nobody else had a claim on. The way Kurosaki Masaki spent their childhood dodging the topic like an olympic slalom medalist had been read as 'it was Bad and Ungood but now it's OVER move along hahaha'. So of course, "If one of our grandparents is haunting this dust pile and they don't wait until tomorrow to bug us, I will throw their tablet in the sea," Karin was muttering, half as a joke, before she finally laid down. 

It's five AM and Ichigo isn't laughing. 

Of course there are ghosts. Anywhere he goes there are ghosts.

[phlebaswrites]

Snuggling a Shinobi

Summary:

Sometimes you have to do something.

Even if it means taking your life into your hands.

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Fandom: Naruto Relationship: Senju Tobirama/Uchiha Izuna/Uchiha Madara Word Count: 362 (Complete)

Part of Prompts for Pride 2023, this story was written for @kurakura0-0​, who requested MadaTobiIzu snuggles/cuddles/nuzzles.

Izuna pouts at his rival theatrically.

"It's not fair!" He waves at the blanket nii-san has wrapped around Tobirama until all that can be seen is white hair and red eyes. "How come you let him, but not me!"

"I didn't exactly pick this either, you know." Tobirama sniffs. He tries to make it disdainful, but his clogged nose only makes him sound pathetic instead. "I woke up like this."

And what an admission that is, to tell two Uchiha he sleeps so soundly in their bed that he won't wake up even as they bind him with cloth.

Read the rest on AO3.

[officerjennie]

Early voting already available for the first path on the discord server~

Sunlight filtered through the clouds, dabbled light shining on the path that wound its way through the village. Up ahead, the hokage’s tower stood watch, its offices mostly empty, lights off and curtains drawn as they were every weekend.

Peace. It was everything Madara had hoped for, had dreamed for years and years that they could claw their way towards. For just a moment he stopped, readjusting the scrolls that he had tucked into the crook of his elbow and stared up at the clouds that floated overhead. One hand shielding his eyes, and a deep sigh that let him smell the air that was free of sulfur or the smell of blood and war.

They could have lived like this much sooner, if only he’d not been so stubborn. So afraid to lose the person who meant the most to him. But the thought of losing Izuna, his anchor, had haunted his nights and had pushed him onto the battlefield every day.

As if the battlefield wasn’t the place that threatened him the most. Madara snorted at himself - his past self, the one who’d drawn his blade against his foes and unknowingly endangered his family more than the Senju. Peace had found them anyway, and for the first time in decades he felt like he could release the tension in his shoulders. He could relax, knowing no one was going to burn his clan to the ground in the middle of the night, or-

“Just gonna stand there like an idiot, huh.”

“What the fuck.”

Tied Together

a sneak peak of the brand new MadaTobiIzu soulmate Choose Your Own Adventure

Join the discord server for early access to chapter updates, as well as early voting

[amaranthinius]

Izuna tears himself off Tobirama's neck, licking the last remaining drop of blood from his lips. The taste of wisteria and rum linger; it sticks to the roof of his mouth, to his teeth, beneath his tongue. It's a potent scent, overwhelming the bitterness of fresh blood and mating hormone.

He sighs, thumb swiping over Tobirama's swollen glands. It will take up to an hour for their venom to work, but considering both have bitten Tobirama, Izuna expects to have him show the first heat signs in half an hour or so, which is more than enough to have their knots deflate. He drags his hands up, over a sharp jawline, settles his palms on soft cheeks, and wipes the tears away. Izuna knows a mating gland bite can be painful outside a heat, it's no wonder Tobirama shakes between them. He accepted the pain with grace, only a soft whine betraying him.

"We can stop," Izuna says, offering one more way out. It's not permanent, not without Tobirama's bite. It would scar, leaving two blemishes on what could have been perfect skin, but he won't be tied to them.

"I want you," he admits.

Izuna understands why Madara fell in love with his eyes - a red constellation, a red dahlia, a red sea, a red sour cherry, a thousand reds inside.

[mousegirltrapped]

rope bunny (this post was powered by @instant-bull)

(edit: I FORGOT TO COVER HIS PEANITS)

[justsomeoneunordinary]

Hi, can I ask what all the ships you ship are? Because I see you post so many different ships that I can't tell what you're okay with and what not or if you ship everything. From the founders alone, I think if I asked about your Naruto ships in general it would be a lot...

Hi there, sure you may ask! I do ship a lot, yes, what can I say, I like all kinds of possibilities xD Not everything tho, no, but the list would definitely have been shorter had you just asked what I don't ship xD But if you ask because you want to know what I definitely would write for, here you go:

HashiMito

HashiMito

HashiMito

MadaTobi

TobiIzu

MadaTobiIzu

Have I mentioned HashiMito yet? I feel like I should mention HashiMito :]

IzuTouka

HashiTobi

HashiTobiMito

HashiMito

KakaGai <- not a founders ship but I can't talk about my favorite ships and leave KakaGai out of it, that would be blasphemy

SasuTobi (SARUTOBI Sasuke, not the Uchiha one. I need Tobirama to be mounted by big daddy Sarutobi so badly it's not even funny)

TajiTobi (Tobirama should destroy that old man's pussy to shreds methinks)

HashiMito

queerplatonic HashiMadaMito with aroace Madara

poly founders (just put all five of them in a bed together and all is good)

somewhat MadaIzu? But without Tobirama in between them it's kinda bland so I don't know yet about this one...

Butsuma's wife x Tajima's wife <- are they OC's? Yes. Do I care? Fuck no. People ship ButsuTaji, so I ship their wives

HashiMito in case it wasn't clear the first 10 times or obvious in the way I talk so much about them that I occupy like 90% of the HashiMito tag on tumblr. I really, really like them a lot

There are a bunch of founders ships more I caaan be open to, depending on how they're written (TobiIndra for example), but this are the ones I actively like, have written for, or would definitely write for. Hope this helps :)

Also, I love MadaGai but I would never write them. Or read them even. I only like them in theory, if that makes sense...

(And yeah, making a list of ships I like for all Naruto characters would be impossible. There's too much and many more I never even thought of but would ship if someone were to bring it to my attention.)