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Diverge, Converge by Level99Eevee
Fandoms: Pokemon Legends: Arceus (Video Game), Pocket Monsters | Pokemon - All Media Types, Pocket Monsters: Black & White | Pokemon Black and White Versions, Pocket Monsters: Black 2 & White 2 | Pokemon Black 2 & White 2 Versions
04 Sep 2022
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On a quiet Thursday evening, Emmet is sent a video from an unknown number.
Whatever he expects to see, it's certainly not someone who looks devastatingly similar to his missing brother. Especially not when that someone stops a rampaging steelix from destroying a campsite in an entirely different region.
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Ingo comes home. He's scarred in both body and mind, but he is still Ingo. In the end, that's all that really matters.
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Anecdotes from a Boss and his Right-hand by loveandpeanus, yes yes (loveandpeanus)
Fandom Pokemon Legends: Z-A (Video Game)
08 Dec 2025
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18 Jan 2026
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"Is this all you plan on doing, Philippe?"
Philippe halted just out of arm's reach. "Is there something else you required of me, boss?"
He shook his head.
"Allow me to rephrase my question. Is this," he waved around his bedroom, gesturing more at the greater Rust Syndicate structure, "how you plan on spending your time forever?"
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Against his better judgement, Corbeau starts asking questions about the future and forever.
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- Part 15 of A Boss and his Right-Hand Man
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Fighting between grunts was forbidden. Naturally, it was just Philippe's luck to walk into an amateurish brawl between two new recruits among many.
He had to settle it quickly—they were in the Syndicate lobby, of all places. Imagine the shame if a guest were to walk in.
Or, god forbid, if the boss were to return to witness this mess.
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- Part 12 of A Boss and his Right-Hand Man
Bookmarked by Keisan
10 Jan 2026
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Room 202 by grubbin
Fandoms: Pokemon Legends: Z-A (Video Game), Pocket Monsters | Pokemon (Main Video Game Series)
08 Dec 2025
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Corbeau runs a hand through his hair and scrubs his sweat-slicked face. His smile curls into an expression small, elated, and real—he seems to have forgotten that it's there. When you watch him melt with the heat in a slouch, a buzz of something syrupy sweet washing over you, you see it: proof of somebody who's lived.
You spend a few months in Lumiose before you decide to stay for good. Honestly, you didn't think you'd make it this far.