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itachi "manipulate mansplain malewife" uchiha ([personal profile] anbu) wrote in [community profile] middaeg2020-06-12 02:13 pm

[closed] the haze in the sunrise

Who: Itachi & various.
When: Month of Iuneril.
Where: Around the city, in the Wilde.
What: Catch-all.
Warnings: Minor violence and detailed descriptions of blood, will update as necessary.



[OOC: Closed starters below, feel free to contact me if you want to do something specific. CR/plotting comment here.]
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i love it

[personal profile] mensrea 2020-07-06 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Ever a voyeur, Stiles watches with morbid fascination as Itachi neatly licks a clean line around the circumference of the cone. He’s suddenly overcome with envy, having already decimated his own ice cream. Just how likely is Itachi to share…? Probably extremely unlikely. Damn. ]

That’s super personal. Why do you even care?

[ Subtly leaning closer to Itachi, eyes pointedly anywhere but the cone. ]
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[personal profile] mensrea 2020-07-11 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ That look is returned with one just as flat, though his has an edge of dry humor to it as he continues to sidle closer. ]

Don’t tell me it’s trivial when I just said it’s personal. Like, c’mon, dude. That’s rude as hell.

[ Pauses in the half-planned ice cream heist to sigh. ]

I definitely don’t “hold those feelings,” [ complete with air quotes, ] for your brother. So, you can quit pretending to be interested in my love life.
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[personal profile] mensrea 2020-07-15 10:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ This bitch. Wetting his own lips unconsciously – as if he could from afar taste the smell of the green tea ice cream hanging in the air – he watches the scandalous display of Itachi dismantling the dessert lick by silkily efficient lick. Goddammit. He should have kept the second cone for himself. ]

Affected…?

[ Stiles blinks, stirring from his ice cream-fueled reverie. ]

Uh, yeah. All the time. Jonas probably has the worst of it, though. The negative emotions hit harder than the positive ones, I’ve noticed. [ Implying, of course, that Stiles harbors more of the former than the latter. ] But nothing’s been overwhelming yet. Maybe that’ll change when I Bond with Sasuke tomorrow. Dunno how having more than one Bond complicates things. You worried about Bonding? Oh. Sorry. How about – “preoccupied with the logistics,” instead? Can’t let the world know you have feelings and worry.

[ Have an amiable elbow to the ribs, Itachi. Lightly, because he’s aware of your injuries. ]
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[personal profile] mensrea 2020-07-19 12:50 pm (UTC)(link)
“I see,” [ he parrots back in a tone of affected solemnity, staring down his nose at Itachi despite their approximately similar stature. ] “You, Bonding with my little brother? I don’t approve.” That’s what you want to say, right? Asshole.

[ Yet – for all his insecurities – the judgmental look he earned doesn’t actually appear to have upset Stiles one way or another. After all, he’s been dealing with the marked disapproval of people far more important to him since childhood; Itachi’s esteem means little beyond how it impacts Sasuke. So he continues slouching on the bench of the boat, almost stereotypically lackadaisical for his age as he turns a bored gaze out to the river. ]

All three of us will be Bonded to each other, [ Stiles continues after a moment of consideration, mulling over Itachi’s advice. ] There’s definitely going to be…an echo chamber of emotion, y’know? But I’m not Bonding with Sasuke on some whim. [ Frowning, he glances back at Itachi. Though he doesn’t expect to win over the older Uchiha, there’s a part of him that wants to reassure the shinobi. ] I’m taking it seriously.
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[personal profile] mensrea 2020-07-22 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ “You have made your feelings toward my brother clear from the beginning.” Whoa, that’s a little uncomfortable to hear – especially given the nature of his discussion with Sasuke just last night about Jonas’ interest in the three of them together. Expression vaguely panicked now, Stiles opens his mouth to cut in with an interjection and insist that those feelings are strictly platonic, thank you. Then Russell divebombs her master like a bat out of hell. Or maybe a bat into hell, given the frigid look on Itachi’s face. Eyes wide, Stiles peers at the other man tentatively before turning his attention to the obese bird perched in his lap, her glossy plumage stained green. If she wasn’t such a questionable creature of dubious habits and grooming, Stiles might have scraped some ice cream off a wing onto a finger and into his mouth. ]

Itachi, [ he begins, tone warming as he slowly reaches out to stroke beneath the familiar’s beak, ] your bird is the dumbest animal I’ve ever known, and my pet snake used to try and swallow rocks.

[ Who’s a good girl, Russell? Yes, you are! You are! ]

She's awesome.