j0ypatron
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Once and Always Yours by j0ypatron
Fandoms: Pocket Monsters | Pokemon - All Media Types, Pocket Monsters | Pokemon (Main Video Game Series), Pokemon Legends: Arceus (Video Game)
31 Oct 2025
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The commander may be his, yes, but only in the sense that Johto is, that the Brass Tower once was- his home, but not his alone. Beni, in contrast, is Kamado's the same way a blade or a pokémon might be; he serves a purpose and serves it well, in the interests of his commander only.
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- English
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- 1,210
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- 1/1
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- 4
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Observation and Transcription by j0ypatron
Fandoms: Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game), Forgotten Realms (Roleplaying Game)
29 Sep 2025
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Crestfallen takes up art. He isn't especially good at it. Grobus is useful as both a source of encouragement and a muse.
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- English
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- 2/3
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Salvation, Found Within You by j0ypatron
Fandoms: Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game), Forgotten Realms (Roleplaying Game)
12 Sep 2025
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Crestfallen was once not only of Levistus's bloodline, but also his temple. With his oath broken, he can't return home to the Frozen Wastes, and thus decides to join Grobus, a half orc cleric of Pelor. His new normal is taking some adjusting to, but no matter how hard he pushes, Grobus is there to help steady him. Maybe one day he'll even find it in himself to return the favor.
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- English
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Years a Corpse by j0ypatron
Fandoms: Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age - All Media Types, Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game)
04 Jul 2025
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Really, if everything weren’t happening at once, he’d be fine.
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The Little House in Orlais by j0ypatron
Fandoms: Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age - All Media Types, Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game)
01 Mar 2025
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“Say you get everything you ever wanted,” Tarquin said, because he had been wondering for a long time and was tired of worrying. “Every slave in Tevinter is free and the magisterium’s gone. What next?”
Ashur stared at him for a while, bright, gentle eyes scanning over Tarquin’s features. Tarquin stared back, unwavering.
“A house in the woods,” he said quietly, “half a day’s ride from the nearest market. Far away from Tevinter. Maybe Orlais.”