#pegoryu fic

[ravenchaitea]

It’s been 10000 years, but here’s an update for my longest running Pegoryu fic. I did it!!!! I updated it!!!!!

[echoesact5]

choose your fighter

a fic for @definedvines based on their amazing pegoryu art !!!!

soft cute miscommunication n pwp. been working on this for far too long so im glad it's finally done lol i hope yall like it

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[onceand-forall]

talk, walk, back your shit up

Ryuji wants to talk about how great it feels to be able to run again, but how lonely he is all by himself. How he has only a few friends, but no one he can really trust. Not like the Phantom Thieves. He doesn’t think he’ll ever find friends like the ones he left behind here in Tokyo. The friends that are leaving him behind as they go on to actually do things with their lives. 

And Ryuji’s stuck. He’s afraid that if he doesn’t do something about it he’s going to get permanently glued down. 

Or. 

Ryuji goes back to Tokyo and gets kisses from the girls. 

Ann’s not surprised when Ryuji tells her that he knows how to braid. Honestly, if it was anyone else but Ann, he’d be surprised that they were not surprised. But it’s Ann, one of the few people in the world who know him almost as well as his own mother. For better or for worse, they’re each other’s best friends. 

“Where did you learn?” Ann asks, taking her hair out of her signature pigtails and shaking the curls out. Ann’s hair is controlled chaos. It puffs out in every direction, her anti humidity hair products badly losing the war against Tokyo’s summer wetness. But there are indents where the ponytails were, Ann’s hair stubborn to lose their iconic shape. 

Ryuji is sitting down on the edge of her bed. Ann sits in between his legs. She hands Ryuji her hairbrush and he gets to work. 

He sections off her hair first, right down the middle. He’s found it easier this way. It would be easier with wet hair, but even though Ann had showered she had refused to get her hair wet. The reason for it goes way above Ryuji’s head.  “When my mom isn’t working the night shifts, she has me braid her hair after she showers. I used to hate it at first. But now I just find it calming. I sometimes braid Akira’s hair, but it’s too short to really do anything.” 

Ann snickers. “You’re such a momma’s boy.” 

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[a-dreaming-artist]

Take Your Heart- Chapter 3

It was late, everyone went to bed. They all slept downstairs in the living room. Ann and Shiho has fallen asleep in the recliner together, with Ann hugging Shiho from behind. Haru and Futaba fell asleep at opposite ends of the couch, leaving Ryuji and Akira to make a bed on the floor. All of the girls were asleep, but the two boys were still awake.

“Got any eights?” Ryuji asked, looking down at the handful of cards he was holding.

“Go fish”

Ryuji let out a quiet groan and picked up a card. He had ten cards while Akira only had two cards. Akira let out a yawn, then asked what cards Ryuji had. However Ryuji didn’t answer, instead he set his cards down.

“Man we’ve been playing this for an hour straight. It’s two in the morning. Maybe we should go to bed”

“Your just mad because you're losing”

“Shut up” Ryuji lightly pushed him, causing a laugh to escape Akira.

That laugh.

Ryuji loved it when Akira laughed, he always sounded so happy and carefree. Then again Ryuji loved everything about the boy. The way he covered his mouth when he laughed, his determined look when fighting shadows, and especially how he cared for everyone.

“Maybe you're right, we should sleep” Akira spoke, causing Ryuji to return to the real world. He nodded and put all the cards in a big stack. They both laid down and covered up with the blanket. Akira let out another yawn before mumbling out something.

“Night Ryuji, I love you”

Did he hear that correctly? Was his sleep deprivation finally catching up to him? What should he say? Was it an accident?

“Goodnight Akira”

“Wake up sleepy heads!!!” Ann yelled, opening all of the curtains. Futaba let out a loud hissing sound, covering her face with the blanket. Ryuji let out a groan, sitting up.

“Ann what the hell?” He managed to mumble out before letting out a loud yawn.

“It’s eight o’clock!! We need to get up!! Come on me and Shiho made pancakes!” Ann skipped happily into the kitchen while Futaba and Haru trailed after her.

Ryuji tried to stand up only to feel something holding him down. Looking down he saw a sleeping Akira holding onto his waist. However Ryuji’s movements caused Akira to stir. After rubbing his eyes Akira looked up at the blonde and gave him a small smile

“Good morning”

The sight killed him. The bed hair, the half opened eyes, that crooked smile. Everything about it made Ryuji’s heart melt.

“Morning. Get up Ann and Shiho made pancakes” Ryuji stood up and walked to the kitchen, eventually Akira joined them.

Futaba had her eyes glued to her switch, mumbling out incoherent words. Meanwhile Haru was already eating pancakes, happily talking to Shiho. Ann turned around holding out two plates with pancakes on them.

“Eat up!! You don’t want them to get cold!” The two boys thanked Ann for the food and sat down at the table everyone else was at. Eventually Ann joined them, carrying her own plate.

“So you two were up late… and playing go fish. Why go fish of all games?” Ann asked, taking a bite of pancake.

“Look it was two in the morning, we were a little loopy and bored.” Ryuji responded, pointing his fork at her, “and how do you know? Did you wake up?”

“Ya just for a second. I even heard Akira say he loves you~”

“I did what…?” Akira asked quietly, looking up. He was half asleep. You could tell. He would occasionally lean forward before jerking backwards, also his eyes were only half open.

“Nothing! Don’t worry!” Ann replied cheerfully, and in response Akira nodded slightly.

“Why do you bring that part up? He was barely awake, it meant nothing…” at this point everyone but Akira was listening in on the conversation, and all the girls had the same look on their face.

Someone please help this oblivious boy

“Dude, I don’t even know anything about romance and I know that’s completely wrong.” Futaba commented, setting the switch down, “Akira obviously likes you, trust me. I’ve gone through his phone”

All the girls started talking at once, all saying different things. Ryuji didn’t want them to know he was jealous, not over something so dumb. He didn’t want them to know how he was jealous of Makoto and how much time she’s been spending with Akira, how he wishes he was as smart as her, even mature. However eventually Ryuji broke, spilling all his thoughts out.

“Geez you guys just don’t get it do you? He likes Makoto, and honestly can you blame him? She’s beautiful, mature, smart, she’s going to have a very successful life, and where do I stand? At the bottom. Bad grades, and going nowhere. I lost the chance of ever getting a scholarship for track so that guarantees it.”

Ryuji kept going, saying many thing he didn’t expect. Though what broke him out of his ranting was someone touching his shoulder. He looked over and saw Akira looking at him, having a worried expression.

Crap.

I forgot he was sitting there.

All the girls went silent, all having different expressions. Eventually the silence was broken by Akira

“Hey, guys could you leave us alone for a second?”

“Oh ya of course” Ann responded and stood up, walking to the living room while all the other girls followed.

It was just the two of them now. Sitting at the table with a plate of pancakes. Ryuji’s chest hurt, his heart was pumping a mile a minute. He couldn’t move, he was to scared and shocked. What was he supposed to do now? Accept that Akira was going to hate him forever?

After a few minutes of silence Akira spoke.

“Ryuji…”

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Akira knew he liked Ryuji, he wasn’t going to deny it. The feelings had been around for awhile, back when they first defeated Kamoshida. Ryuji, Ann, and him went out to celebrate with the money they got from selling Kamoshida’s medal.

They were all talking, telling stories and trying to eat as much as they could since they had grabbed a lot of food. During all of it Akira felt something, like his chest tightened when Ryuji smiled at him or said something. At that moment Akira already knew he was in to deep, he had fallen for Ryuji.

He would have told Ryuji, he really did plan on it. However he backed out once he thought back on everything. Ryuji always talked about how hot certain girls were and when Akira made a flirty comment he’d always say something sounding a little annoyed.

So he carried on as usual, making sure his feelings didn’t get in the way of helping others, telling himself he’d never actually tell Ryuji.

Yet

Here he was

Sitting next to Ryuji, hearing how the blonde loved Akira and was jealous of Makoto. He wasn’t expecting any of it, even thinking he was still dreaming.

Ryuji liked him?

Why?

None of it made sense to Akira, and he didn’t know what to do. Of course he wanted to date Ryuji. He wanted a lot of things from Ryuji, mostly a kiss. However now that he was here, now that he had a chance to confess, Akira wasn’t sure if he should.

Ryuji liked him, he knew that now, but what if something happened? If they ever got into a fight this could affect their duties as Phantom Thieves.

Or even the obvious elephant in the room. What about when Akira has to leave? He’s only here because he’s on probation. What would happen? Would they just split and pretend it never happened? Akira wasn’t sure if he could handle that, he’s tired of being disappointed and let down.

So now was the time to decide.

What’s Akira’s next move?

[echoesact5]

reuploaded the pegoryu fic because my dumbass somehow didn’t realize i fucked up the formatting so here it is but better

[ravenchaitea]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 11/? Fandom: Persona 5, Persona Series Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Persona 5 Protagonist/Sakamoto Ryuji, Kurusu Akira/Sakamoto Ryuji, Amamiya Ren/Sakamoto Ryuji, Suzui Shiho/Takamaki Ann Characters: Persona 5 Protagonist, Kurusu Akira, Amamiya Ren (Persona Series), Sakamoto Ryuji, Sakamoto Ryuji's Mother, Sakamoto Ryuji's Father, Akechi Goro, Takamaki Ann, Suzui Shiho, Takeishi (Persona 5), Nakaoka (Persona 5), Niijima Makoto, Morgana (Persona 5), Kitagawa Yusuke, Sakura Futaba, Sakura Sojiro, Iwai Munehisa, Takemi Tae, Okumura Haru, Ohya Ichiko, Togo Hifumi, Mishima Yuuki, Mifune Chihaya, Shido Masayoshi, Dojima Ryotaro, Narukami Yu, Satonaka Chie, Hanamura Yosuke, OCs Canon to just this universe/AU Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Space, Alien Planet, Terminal Illnesses, Child Abuse, These tags make it sound so sad :(, Slow Build, Major Character Injury, Past Sexual Abuse-Side Character, Minor Character Death, Cussing, Explicit Language, trigger warning for emetophobia, Explicit Sexual Content, Slow Burn, Somewhat Graphic Injuries/Descriptions, Background/Side Character Death, m/m - Freeform, Additional Tags to Be Added Summary:

Ryuji’s two years out of graduating from the Colony Defense Force program when he gets his first real assignment in deep space. It’s not something in his field as a fighter pilot, he’ll basically be acting as a glorified ambulance driver. If he can pull it off, in a year he can put in for a transfer. It might be his only chance. He’s never been good at following the chain of command and he doesn’t shine academically, but he knows ships. He knows how to fly them, build them, repair them. It’s the only reason he was able to get into the program in the first place. It’s the only thing he’s good at.

He’s surprised when someone takes notice, especially when that someone is Commander Akira Kurusu. The man is considered a hero. He was there during the fall of Shido, when the entire planet was wiped off the map. Now he’s a walking poster child for the Alliance of Medical Emergency Services, AMES. He leads a specialized team that travels from planet to planet, offering aid where it's needed. It’s the complete opposite of everything Ryuji was trained to do, but he’s finding it impossible to say no. Especially when he’s going to be serving under such an attractive commander.

[ravenchaitea]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

This fic now has a proper title! I thought the other one was witty, but this one suits the fic more. It’s the same Halloween fic I posted about before. THIS TIME WITH 50% MORE FRESH SQUEEZED ANGST.  Because I’m angsty and suuuuper stressed about the dumbfucking American election. 

[ravenchaitea]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Hello again! It's me! Back with ANOTHER Pegoryu fic. Because I guess I don't write anything else.

I love werewolf and vampire AUs. They're cheesy, dramatic, angsty and ripe with romance. I haven't been having a very good couple of weeks, so I wanted to write something fun for Halloween to cheer myself up. This is completely and utterly self-indulgent and it might not be everyone's cup of tea, but it's sure as hell mine!

As of it's initial posting, it's only half complete. The second part will be posted very soon! (In the next day or so. I swear, this time I mean it!) So stay tuned! Also I am silently crying, because I posted this at 11:57 pm on Halloween MY time, but Archive is a few hours ahead. So it posted 11/1 their time. It’s not that big of a deal but I really wanted it to go up on Halloween. :,C