[Fic] Tells[Fic] Tells by tj-dragonblade
Word Count: ~400
Warnings: M/M relationship
Summary: Suna, post-series. The sibs always know when Kankurou's boyfriend is in town
"Sorry I'm late—!" Kankurou burst through the door of Gaara's office ten minutes past when he should have showed up and dropped into the empty visitor's chair, slightly out of breath.
Gaara peered at him, blinked once, sat back, gazing across at him with a slightly-curious expression. "Ah. Your boyfriend is visiting. I assume he is responsible for your delay?"
Kankurou flushed hotly. "...I—yeah." In the other chair beside him, Temari smirked, but he ignored it. "How'd you know? That Sai's in town, I mean."
He realized what a stupid question it was as soon as it left his mouth; Gaara was the kazekage. He probably got notice of every visitor passing thr
[Fic] Silence[Fic] Silence by tj-dragonblade
Word Count: ~1350
Summary: Post war. Sai visits a comatose Yamato and tries to sort out his unfamiliar emotions
"Taichou..." Sai paused, shifted on the hard plastic seat next to Yamato's bed, uncertain and...'out of his element', he believed the proper phrase was.
Yamato lay there, entirely unresponsive, eyes closed and breath even. One might have thought him to be sleeping, if not for the oxygen mask strapped over his nose and mouth or the slow beeping of the monitor to which he was attached.
He'd been found by search teams after the final battle, battered and comatose, had been brought to Kumogakure and straight to their hospital. Kumo's mednin had worked tirelessly alongside Konoha's best to heal and stabilize him; his chakra reserves were all but decimated, however, and there came a point when the only remaining course of action was to let him be, give
[Fic] Closure (part 1)[Fic] Closure (part 1) by tj-dragonblade
Word Count: ~2000
Warnings: M/M threesome
Setting: Post-war; Sai brings Yamato a very unconventional birthday present.
"So...this was your idea?" Yamato is completely poleaxed; he'd just assumed this brain-bending proposal was Kakashi's doing, because it seemed exactly the sort of thing his senpai might suggest to get a rise out of him.
Apparently, his assumption was wrong.
"Yes." Sai nods, once. "I thought it would be appropriate; a birthday gift for a lover should be something thoughtful, something that they truly want." Clearly he's paraphrasing from a book he's read.
Yamato shakes his head; he can't be upset with Sai, because Sai is still learning even after all these months together and is bound to make mis-steps every now and then.
So he rounds on Kakashi. "And you didn't—couldn't you
At The Intersection of Gauche and ObtusePrologue
Rated T = Totally Work Safe, Mild Innuendo
A/N: Story follows canon rather closely for a while and then you’ll need a high powered telescope to see any semblance of canon after that. Sorry that’s how my brain works. For the purposes of this story, Naruto and Sakura are eighteen years of age and Sai is nineteen.
Kakashi swore he could hear that half canteen of lukewarm water and the third of a hardtack ration bar sloshing around in his stomach every time the overenthusiastic man bucked like a bronco beneath him. Later . . . much later, he’d have to apologize for marking the man with crescent shaped indentations all over his chest and abdomen, but for the moment, remaining attached to the heavily panting man under him required every whit of his concentration.
With each downward stroke, Gai’s powerful legs knocked Kakashi’s knees together, forcing him to wrap his thighs tighter around Gai
Intersection Part OneChapter Two of At The Intersection of Gauche and Obtuse
Rated T= mild innuendo, curse words
Intersection: (mathematical) - the set of elements that two or more sets have in common.
SKY SKY SKY SKY SKY SKY
There are times when having a photographic memory and an active imagination truly comes in handy-- like now for example; after a dispiriting mission, far from home. He was freshly showered, shaved and tucked inside a pair of comfy boxers, peacefully shuffling off to the land of slumber as the words and imagery of Icha Icha Tactics, Jiraya's latest masterpiece, came to life on the big screen of his mind.
Ah yes, here in privacy of his home, he was at liberty to . . . handle whatever might 'come up' as a result of recounting his favorite passages of the book. Life was good.
This time I’m gonna pace myself, he resolved, as page thirty seven, beginning at paragraph
Intersection Part TwoChapter Three of At The Intersection of Gauche and Obtuse
Rated T: mild innuendo and curse words.
Four days after his team took off for the Tenchi Bridge, Kakashi hit a pothole on the road to recovery; more like a sinkhole to be precise –spiraling down into a drug fueled psychedelic haze, he drifted in and out of consciousness, unaware of who or where he was. Twice daily, members of the happy peppy physical therapy unit would gather, swooping down on his body, massaging and manipulating his extremities like bread dough to stave off muscular atrophy and every six hours or so the nursing staff would flitter into the room, swapping out the massive plastic bags of fluid which kept him nourished, hydrated and in a twilight sleep.
After he'd come to himself, the nurses joked with him about the humorous things he'd said and done while he was in that state over the course of nine days.
He was slowly weaned off the more potent drugs under the str
Gauche Part OneChapter Four of At the Intersection of Gauche and Obtuse
Rated T: scattered curse words and mild innuendo.
Gauche: lacking social grace, sensitivity or astuteness; awkward, crude, tactless. In other words, allow me to formally introduce Sai.
“That’s all for now,” Tenzou said he prepared to take his leave. “Unless you have any other questions for me, guess I’ll see you around Kakashi.”
“Right . . . thanks for filling me in on everything, Tenz . . . Yamato. One question before you go,” he said the second the other man’s hand slipped into the the door’s notch. “Mind telling me why you’re trying so hard to sell me on this ‘Sai’ person?”
Standing with his back to Kakashi for a few tense seconds, he inwardly groused, I should have known he wouldn’t let me duck outta here that easy.
“Well, if you must know--”
Title: Closure 2
Author: TJ Dragonblade
Word Count: ~1750
Warnings: M/M threesome
Notes: Two years and counting and I'm still working on this fic, woe. I wanted to have so much more written for Yamato's birthday this year, but *sob* this is all I've managed to make presentable at this point. T_T I'm so sorry.
Summary: Post-war. Sai brings Yamato a very unconventional birthday present. Continuing from Part 1
Hi. I go by TJ. I'm not what you'd call an artist, though I have occasionally produced art worth sharing. I am a fan-writer, though. What you see in the gallery is relatively recent and only those things which can safely be posted without violating dA's ToS; some of them are posted with edits for compliance. See my AO3 account (linked below) for unedited versions and all my other fic.|
I mostly write slash-yaoi-M/M or whatever one prefers to call it. My current fandom is Naruto and my pairing of choice is Yamato x Sai. Which not to say that it's the only thing I write, just that it's my favorite. And it needs more attention.
I'm on tumblr as well - tj-dragonblade.tumblr.com, and I roleplay there also, as both Anko (deadlydango.tumblr.com) and Sai (flourishingroot.tumblr.com)
I have a husband, two kids and a full-time career so if it takes me awhile sometimes to keep up with correspondence, I appreciate your patience. ^_^