Itachi Uchiha RP Blog

This is an Itachi RP and Ask blog. It is a side blog. I follow from @halfelfvetling​. this blog is only semi-active due to life circumstances.

About the Mun

I am a 26 year old vet student in my clinical year. I’ve had this blog for over a year, though my schedule currently does not allow me to be as active as I used to be. I’ve been doing text based RP for most of my life in some form or another. Any pronouns are fine, though I primarily use she/her in day to day life. My ask box is open, but I am slow to answer things or reply to threads because real life comes first. I promise I am a pretty approachable person, you just need to be patient with me when it comes to asks or replies. But my inbox is always open. 

About the Muse

Itachi Uchiha is the primary muse for this blog, though I may occasionally post drabbles from other character’s POV. My Itachi is a personal interpretation of the character and often diverges from cannon. I RP a variety of AUs, many of which are non-massacre AUs. If you have a particular AU you’d like to RP in, just let me know. 

I RP Itachi at a variety of ages, depending on the plot, but most often the Itachi I am RPing is in his mid twenties. 

Some personal headcannons for my Itachi: 

Fugaku is not a good father. This can range anywhere from being neglectful to being downright abusive. If you’d prefer I don’t reference this in RP, let me know. 

Itachi is bi. 

Itachi is afraid of thunderstorms and blood.

I will add more as they come to me.

Rules

I am an adult and for that reason I prefer not to interact with minors. This blog may contain NSFW. If I find a minor interacting with ANY NSFW posts on my blog, I will block you. End of story. Do not PM me if you are a minor, you will be blocked. end of story. 

Shipping- I have a decent number of established Itachi ships. The biggest ones you’ll see on this blog are ItachixShisui, ItachixTenzo, ItachixTemari, ItachixSakura. I am open to other Itachi ships, but I dont ship characters with a large age gap (I tend to stick to a max of about 5 years, with the caveat that characters meet as adults), I do not ship ItachixKakashi or ItachixKisame and ABSOLUTELY NO ItachixSasuke EVER on this blog

As far as RPing, I tend towards multiparagraph threads. Short replies are fine, but I like to write and don’t really have much interest in nonsense threads. I prefer to have a plot to follow that I can develop with my RP partner. I RP a lot of angst, but if you want to RP some fluffy stuff, lemme know. 

I am ok RPing smut/romance with established adult RP partners. Please do not send in random smut starters without talking to me first. Occasionally I will post NSFW drabble prompts. Any adult blog is welcome to send these in on or off anon for me to write. 

For new RP partners: a lot of our initial RPs will probably be centered on missions as I get used to your RP style and get comfortable RPing with you. But the more we RP together, the more we can branch out into other threads and plotlines. 

Please talk to me before jumping into any particularly dark or potentially triggering plotlines. I’m open to most topics, but clear and open communication is an important aspect of RP and no one wants to wake up to a very disturbing prompt in their askbox without warning. 

I have watched all of shippuden but I haven’t touched Boruto so I know basically nothing about that. 

Don’t power play/godmod (by which I mean do not tell me what my character does or says. You control your character, I control mine.)

I will not hesitate to block people who blatantly break my rules, make me uncomfortable, or are biggoted in any way. 

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Sasuke used to love Christmas. He used to jump in his parents bed, with a curse from his father and a sleepy chuckle from his mother while Itachi stood in the doorway, before zooming downstairs to open gifts.

Now, Sasuke sleeps in. He pulls his blankets tight against the cold, squeezing his eyes shut and trying to pretend it's just another morning.

He smells the coffee, probably put on by his mother as she finishes setting everything up. His father is slower to get around but he can hear the heavy footfalls passing by his door. There's quite voices, too soft for him to pick out the words. The smell of bacon is more tempting, but still Sasuke sinks deeper into the bed, bitterness rising in his chest.

Three years. Three Christmases. That's how long it had been since Itachi left. Oh sure, he got a Christmas card each year, each time from a different city that Itachi had traveled through, but the gesture was cold, just a card, signed with his name, and addressed to the whole family. And Sasuke knew this year would be no different. He'd asked, barely daring to get his hopes up.

"is he coming?"

His mother had given him a sad smile, and placed a hand on his shoulder, "you know your brother's mission is an important one. He would be here if he could."

Sasuke grit his teeth. No. No of course he wouldn't come. Itachi was too important. Too important to stay in Konoha. Too important for Sasuke.

He'd linger in bed for as long as his empty stomach would allow. But soon the gnawing in his belly and the smell of bacon and eggs finally tempted him out of bed.

"Merry Christmas, Sasuke!" His mother chirped, handing him a plate of food. He grunted, shoveling the first few bites into his mouth. He was three or four bites in when he realized something was off. He slowed down, looking back up to his mother and father. His mother was dressed in a red and green sweater, with a pair of jingling earrings. Her cheeks were flushed, like shed drunk a glass of sake but his mother hated the taste of sake. His father wore a more toned down sweater and sat with a mug of coffee in his hands on the couch but his expression was....almost happy. There was a quirk to his fathers lips that was as close as he had ever seen to a smile.

Sasuke put the plate of food down and scanned the room. The tree glowed, immaculate with white lights and sleek ornaments that his mother had painstakingly arranged. Stockings were hung just to the left of the tree, his overstuffed between his mother's and fathers.

There were two coffee cups set on the coffee table.

Sasuke's eyes narrowed. His mother's mug sat next to a second, half empty coffee cup.

"where is he." Sasuke snarled. His mother only chuckled.

"so much for a Christmas surprise. You can come back in now."

Sasuke stared hotly at the door as it opened with a gust of wind and shut. Itachi was wearing the most obnoxious red sweater with puffballs of fleece spotted all over and a pair of reindeer antlers that had bells attached at the tips of each antler point.

He had a stupidly sheepish expression on his face. His face was ruddy, probably from being out in the cold while he waited for Sasuke to come down and the lines under his eyes were more prominent than Sasuke remembered.

He also had a bag tossed over his shoulder and Sasuke could see boxes, wrapped pristinely with paper and ribbons and bows. He very briefly noted that Shisui had come in just behind Itachi, a similarly garish Christmas sweater and a bow on his head.

Sasuke grabbed up the nearest decorative pillow and chucked it at his brother full force, "asshole."

His brother dodged the pillow just in time for Sasuke to barrel into him, knocking him back into Shisui in the door with the force of the hug.

"Merry Christmas you stupid jerk."

Itachi chuckled and hugged him back. "Merry Christmas Sasuke."

Merry almost Christmas. I may write a ficlet or two tomorrow. If anyone still checks this blog and has something they'd like to see id love some inspiration!