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    Yes. Wilbur had to bite his tongue to keep the answer from spilling out of his mouth, because yes he wanted more. Of course he wanted more. He wanted to be more than the bastard prince. He wanted to be more than a mistake his mother made before she married Tommy’s father.

    But that wasn’t the role he had been cast for in his life.

    “It doesn’t matter,” Wilbur said instead. “When Tommy turns eighteen he’ll be crowned King, and I will be his advisor. He’ll be a good king, I’ll make sure of it.”

    or, as the bastard prince of the planet of Eldingvegr, Wilbur has always known he was never meant for greatness. That was his younger brother's destiny. Wilbur's job was simply to try and make sure Tommy could fulfill that destiny.

    That becomes decidedly more difficult when the brothers are betrayed, and are forced to flee their home planet. With the Essempi Empire being one of the largest imperial powers in the universe, the only place that can offer them refuge from Emperor Dream is Zephys IV—capital planet of the Antarctic Empire, ruled by the ruthless Emperor Philza.

    (aka, space royalty au)

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    03 Jun 2026

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    Something is brewing. A great storm that could shatter life as its known. More and more often, androids are breaking free of their original programming. More and more often, androids are turning against their owners in increasingly violent ways.

    And the only ones that can stop it are Wilbur Soot—the youngest lieutenant in police history and now a drunk, washed out detective—and an android of the 1NN1T model named Tommy, an advanced prototype created to solve crimes and catch rogue androids. But first they actually have to get along.

    Or,

    Two idiots, a robot and a depressed detective, walk into a bar. One comes out experiencing emotions he shouldn't be able to, and the other comes out with a reason to live.

    Spoilers for Detroit: Become Human, but knowledge of the game isn't necessary to enjoy.

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    22 Apr 2026

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    The guard stared at him for a moment, blue eyes blown wide behind his mask.

    It was then the Pythia looked down at the hand outstretched between them. The prosthetic was made of intricately carved metal, covered in vines and flowers twisting together with the shimmer of enchantments reflecting in the purple glow.

    And although the guard’s sleeve was covering his wrist, he knew that in the place where metal met flesh, there was a pair of dark angel wings tattooed on his skin.

    He was right. This wasn’t a real guard.

    This was a Deathling.

    or, Wilbur is an oracle known as the Pythia, chosen to receive dreams of the future from the goddess Clara. One day, he receives a dream warning him that during a ball Emperor Schlatt is hosting, the Deathlings—terrorists who worship the goddess of Death—will launch an attack. When his warning goes ignored, he knows there's going to be consequences.

    He doesn't expect one of those consequences to include him getting kidnapped by a teenager.

    aka, a cyberpunk fantasy fusion au with lots of religious trauma

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    12 Mar 2026

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    “You just… have to work your snake charm on the nobles. Help us out. If they find anything, and they will, we’re like sitting ducks. Ready for hunt, nothing more, nothing else. If you can… If you just manage… So at least Essempi doesn’t fucking murder us in our sleep.”

    Wilbur choked on his own breath. Impossible. It was impossible, he couldn’t mean that Soot, that Empire, that Essempi-!

    “If they don’t take you, I don’t know how we will avoid full out war. You said it yourself, for fucks sake!”

    Wilbur sobbed.

    “I died. I think I died,” he breathed.

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    Or: Wilbur Ash gets isekaid into a novel he hates, into a character he despises. As the new Wilbur Soot, his goal is simple: he has to survive.

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    16 Feb 2025

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