#izumito

[oh-no-its-bird]

And then the mpreg was the final straw that made Danzo decide genocide was the only option, the end.

Shout out @domoz for being the reason this exists. U will be offered no other context for this mess.

Original ^

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[al-stuffy]

MITO'S POLLS MITO'S POLLS MITO'S POLLS

Who does Mito look better with as a couple?

Hashirama (they're canon duh)

Madara (it would be a powerful disaster, sign me up!)

Tobirama (they're both insane <3)

Izuna (barely any screentime 🤝🏼 barely any screentime)

Touka (Gooo lesbiaaans!)

Voting ended onDec 13, 2023

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[drowningindango]

piggy back rides and Izuna x Mito(? 🤔

Whoopsie, that took longer than I wanted… surprise! Here it is! (For context, a loooooong while ago I asked for prompts)

IzuMito | piggyback ride

As the youngest of five children, Izuna had the privilege of being the one who got pampered and spoiled by his elder siblings. There would always be one of them next to him when he made a mistake: When he hit his head, they doted on him and made sure it was nothing serious. When a bee flew into his wide collar, Madara got it out before it could sting him, while he was screaming his lungs out. When he dropped his food, his sister gave him her own.

Nothing and nobody was allowed to upset him while they were near. Even when he insisted on fighting his own battles, they would not listen. They treated him like he was made of sugar.

…he hated it.

When he was nine and sprained his ankle, he had enough and went as far as refusing a piggyback ride back home. Instead he hobbled all the way to the Uchiha compound by himself, grumpily snapping at his siblings’ concerned pleas to let them at least support his weight. Izuna was twenty-four now. His four elder siblings had been reduced to one, who fretted over him all the more, even though Madara often pretended otherwise. His big brother had learned to be more subtle if he wished for his aid to be accepted.

Izuna had worked hard for his reputation. He was strong. Cunning. Independent. He went toe to toe with Tobirama when they had still been at odds with the Senju, and now he was one of Konoha’s fiercest (and most feared) protectors.

“This is humiliating…” Izuna grumbled.

Mito huffed and slightly loosened her grip. “Do you want me to drop you?”

“No,” Izuna hurried to say, his fingers digging into her shoulder.

He trusted Mito. Unlike others, she knew how to be discreet. This would be their little secret.

If he was honest with himself, he liked being carried if it was her. Her strong arms supported his weight with ease – something most people would not suspect, since she was hiding her muscle under fine silk and delicately embroidered sleeves. Her sweet and soft demeanor was as deceptive as the sea. It invited you to eagerly jump into the blue water, only to meet a gruesome fate when the unsuspecting victim was skewered on sharp rocks waiting under the waves. Izuna had only seen glimpses of it, but he had felt the hard lines of her body beneath her clothes on more than one occasion. Oh, to be so lucky to unveil these layers, piece by piece, under the soft glow of the moonlight—

“…are you drooling on my shoulder?” Mito asked in an incredulous tone.

Izuna tensed and snapped his mouth shut, before licking his lips as quietly as possibly. “Wh–What? No. Rain. It’s definitely raining.”

He might be getting a little too comfortable around her.

[hiruma-musouka]

Miss Fisher AU - IzuMito

@spiraling​ started doing a Bad Things Happen Bingo prompt card and prompted me for “Impaled palm, Izuna and Tobirama, one of our verses” while I was impatiently waiting for my own card to be processed. Technically this is actually a verse @elenathehun​ was toying with so here’s to you dear. EDIT 2020/09/28: Refined and put on AO3

"You realize," Detective Inspector Izuna Uchiha called upwards in annoyance, glaring at a distinctly familiar acquaintance as Constable Sarutobi shifted restlessly behind him, "that if I wasn't personally familiar with your credentials I'd have you in the car on the way to station even as we speak."

"Why that's particularly unfriendly of you," a woman said from behind him and Izuna closed his eyes briefly, vaguely recognizing that voice as well. “Tobirama's merely being an exemplary citizen and donating his time and expertise in name of the public good."

"Much like you?" Izuna asked sardonically, turning to watch as the latest headache to grace the Melbourne area strode down the aisle between the chapel's pews, dressed yet again with an elegance only seen among high society socialites and actresses in the pictures. At least he could say that this so-called lady detective was easier on the eyes than the rest of the problems in his section of town, but the downside of high-born problems was that you couldn't generally shove them in a cell to make them rethink their approach on life. "And how precisely did the two of you manage to get here so quickly, if I may ask, Mrs. Uzumaki?"

The woman smiled at him, bordering on the edge between genial and flirtatious with all the skill of a tightrope walker. "We were here for the service of course; it is a Sunday after all, Inspector."

Izuna's eyebrows shot skyward and he couldn't help the highly skeptical glance he shot up at Doctor Tobirama Senju, who was still on a ladder and closely examining the corpse which was strung up like the son of god on the metal cross behind the altar, arms outspread with hands impaled and all. Izuna might not be as familiar with the Senju family as his older brother, but the second son had always struck him as being as areligious as a man could conceivably be.

"We weren't attending the service," the doctor clarified without turning around. He lifted a hand to examine the man's neck more thoroughly and credentials or not, Izuna was going to brainstorm some way of expressing his displeasure with this setup so that these two didn't get into the habit of thinking that crossing into crime scenes was an acceptable activity for the general public. "Mito and I were having breakfast and stopped by to drop off Miss Biwako."

That did sound far more probable. "Constable," Izuna said, "go interview the young lady."

He had the amusement of watching Sarutobi's eyes widen slightly in alarm before his constable slapped on what the young man probably thought was a soothingly charming smile and headed for the stiffly proper woman standing far closer to the door.

Mrs. Uzumaki looked amused as well when he turned back to her. It was attractive on her but he suspected most expressions were and at any rate, none of it made her blithe transgressions less inappropriate. "If you could follow for your own interview, Mrs. Uzumaki, I'd appreciate it," he added pointedly.

"Of course, Inspector," she said lightly. "Just as soon as I have some facts for my own case. What do you think so far, Tobirama?"

"This is police business," Izuna added, unimpressed. "I highly doubt anyone hired you to engage in any case given the primary one who might complain is rather pinned down at the moment."

Her lips twitched.

"He was possibly crucified as the actual method of murder rather than just displayed," Doctor Senju called out, sounding faintly intrigued, and the two of them both paused to look up at the cross.

Who on the whole of the earth actually took the time and effort to crucify a man these days? That was very slow to kill if he recalled his history lessons. Not a reliable method of murder if you wanted to avoid someone finding and saving your victim.

"Was he now?" Mrs. Uzumaki asked, also intrigued, and Izuna cursed internally.

So much for thrusting the both of them out of his crime scene quickly.

[oh-no-its-bird]

Biblically accurate mitoizu

[oh-no-its-bird]

Sequel to my Izuna in Wonderland comic where this time Izuna needs to smooch everyone in Wonderland to go home

Touka, Hashirama and Tobirama get a smooch on the lips but when he gets to Madara he's like "euck,, kissing my brother?? Gross"

Mito: "Huh? I never said you had to kiss them on the mouth tho?"

Izuna: "WHY DIDNT YOU SAY THAT EARLIER???"

Mito: ":)"

Izuna: "I LITERALLY MADE OUT WITH YOUR HUSBAND IN FRONT OF YOU????"

Mito: ";)"

Mito is patiently waiting for her smooch

Izuna wakes up the next day unable to look anyone in the eyes

[al-stuffy]

MITO'S POLLS MITO'S POLLS MITO'S POLLS

Is Mito a Sensor or an Intuitor?

Sensor

Intuitor

Voting ended onDec 12, 2023

Sensors are practical, detail-orientated, focus on facts and procedures.

Intuitors are imaginative, concept-orientated, focus on meanings and possibilities.

First part

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