Itachi Uchiha X Reader - Blog Posts
The situation in Venezuela is not easy at all, Tumblr friends.
My compatriots are fighting to assert our votes that on July 28 were ridiculed by a disastrous and dictatorial government. At the time I write this, a social outbreak may take place. Many in the country suffer from a shortage of water, domestic gas, electricity and many in their homes do not have internet service. The salaries are miserable and the elderly are humiliated with starvation pensions. You would help my country a lot by reblogging this post, I truly appreciate it. God bless you and take care of us all.
Hcs for itachi with a s/o with ptsd who needs a lot of time to allow physical touching? 😞
i think this is a fantastic prompt, particularly for ita. thank you for this.
warnings: light mentions of a less than happy past relationship, but absolutely nothing graphic.
breathe {itachi uchiha hc}
You had been hurt in the past by people you cared about. Most importantly you had been hurt by the one person who had vowed to you nothing but protection.
In your youth, you had been blinded into marriage, smoke and mirrors, charisma, hope.
Everything fantastical about your relationship had been a lie and in its place, you experienced nothing but selfishness, a cold building you had once called home.
It hadn’t been something you talked about when you first met Itachi, even a year later and it was something you were still working on with yourself, let alone being able to verbalize all that pain to a new person, a new lover.
Itachi was patient with you, never prying about your past and only taking the knowledge he had heard from rumors with a grain of salt. The only information he cared about was what you told him.
When Itachi had expressed being interested in a potential courtship, be pledged that any physical aspects of that relationship would be up to your discretion.
It had been surprising to say the least. All other men who had been interested in you were dead set on just a few things.
You both started small: hand holding and linked arms in public. This was where you felt safest showing off your affection. The more eyes the better.
“Simply being next to you brings me so much joy, my love. If only I could make you feel that same joy.”
Itachi’s words hit you hard. Little did he know, he was slowly chipping away at your walls.
A few weeks later Itachi had been brave enough to ask you if he could kiss you as he dropped you off at your home after a date. It was a strange thing to be asked and there was definitely a bit of an awkward pause before you nodded and then finally felt his lips gently against yours.
Kissing this man for the first time brought back something inside of you that you hadn’t even realized you were missing.
Broken pieces slowly began to find their place again inside of your heart. And all it took was a few weeks and an innocent kiss.
Soon after that you became more comfortable spending quality time together alone. Normally this meant you would spend the night at Itachi’s which consisted of him making you dinner until you both retired to his bedroom.
It was awkward at first, the Uchiha was unsure if you would be okay sharing a bed, and you were very much unsure yourself. But the moment you felt his arms around you, all of that worry disappeared.
His touch is so gentle and so delicate, he’s very obviously afraid of hurting you.
“I wouldn’t dare cause you any pain on purpose, my love. I couldn’t live with myself. You’re much too precious to me.”
It’s the third night that you spend the night that Itachi tells you that he loves you. You return the sentiment, kissing him a little more desperately than you had before.
A few weeks before your planned wedding and you confess to Itachi that you’re ready to move on to the next step of your physical relationship.
The kissing and cuddling had become much more desperate and lustful as the weeks dragged on.
Itachi’s hands would travel your body above you clothing. You could tell he wanted more, and it didn’t take you much longer to want the same.
He has a long conversation with you about it, of course.
“I don’t want you to do this with me just for my own satisfaction… Your pleasure is what I’m concerned with the most. I need you to be ready as well.”
You shut him up with a less than innocent kiss.
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Help me spread the word about what is happening in my country.I don't want to cry anymore thinking about what is going to happen to my family, or my friends. Many in my generation have committed suicide due to the desperation of the current crisis, others have left their university careers to go to work at an early age for a starvation wage. Please, I just want to stop suffering, I don't want to cry anymore, I just want a normal adolescence for all young people. My people need FREEDOM.