#konosaru

[tsu-kei-shima]

meme lovers consider: seijoh and fukurodani power couples

[melmaos]

i miss you

[caandlelit]

matsuhana and konosaru crossover hell to the fucking YEAH this is what we needed as a culture

[jackidy]

number six, from sarukui to konoha

On a sunny Tuesday afternoon, the late sunlight glowing in your hair

He’s beautiful.

Sarukui has known that since the first year of high school and its more or less haunted him since, not bothering to try and temper the warmth in his chest as the blonde glared at his phone, muttering a plethora of insults at the poor victim of his tirade.

Probably Komi, if the insult of ‘tiny bastard’ was anything to go by.

In the dimming sunlight, Konoha almost looks ethereal, warm glows illuminating dirty blonde hair, highlighting the faint trail of freckles on high cheekbones and the even fainter scar on his jaw caused by Bokuto during one misadventure too many during a meet up a couple of years ago. 

He hums, stirring his tea, completely absent minded as he continues to study Konoha’s face, the blonde snapping up to look at him and momentarily looking ashamed of himself. Like he’d forgotten Sarukui was even sat opposite him, the sunlight finally catching those warm amber eyes and he nearly says it, he nearly says what he’s wanted to say since they were 16. 

“What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Just thinking.” Sarukui replies with a smile, Konoha raising an eyebrow at him as he waited for the brunet to continue. “About how beautiful you look in this light.”

It’s not a confession, not really, but it’s as close as he feels confident with, taking enjoyment in how annoyance faded away to something so intimate on his face that it takes a little bit too much of his will to simply not lean over the table and kiss the flustered look off of the blonde’s face. 

“You...You can’t just say that.”

A spluttered protest, cheeks burning, Sarukui wondering when the last time he saw a nervous Konoha was and realising that he’s not seen this side of him in a while, not since their last day of high school when he’d fumbled with words for almost 10 minutes before Bokuto and Komi had gate crashed whatever it was the blonde was about to do or say.

“Yeah...yeah I can, Aki.”

Sarukui’s hand reaches over the table, taking an anxiety laden hand in his own, a small reassuring squeeze and he can only assume from the way Konoha didn’t rip his hand away that it was okay, that maybe this was something he could have after all.

[calebsconviction]

ko-fi commissions open!

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[camisaido]

when are the konosaru fics coming in i don't have time to write them myself guys

[claramarla]

Commission for Konoha/Sarukui!

[hatakashi]

You and I, Over the Years

Pairing: Konoha Akinori x Sarukui Yamato, Konoha Akinori x Akaashi Keiji Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Words: 17298 Characters: Sarukui Yamato, Konoha Akinori, Akaashi Keiji, Bokuto Koutarou, Shirofuku Yukie, Washio Tatsuki, Komi Haruki, Suzumeda Kaori, Onaga Wataru Summary: Sarukui never had 20/20 vision. But he didn’t need his glasses to see what he'd always seen. Because for all the things that Konoha was or wasn’t, he was always one thing and that was beautiful. Sarukui was never blind to that. ETA: I saw that someone was craving Konosaru/Sarukuno @ hq-rare-pairs so here you go, gotta satiate and spread the rarepair love amirite ♥ AO3 Link