'King Techno needs-' 'Techno.' Wilbur halted in surprise, glancing at King Techno with confusion. 'Not King Techno.' 'Sorry, sir-' 'No. Just Techno.' 'Oh.' Wilbur blinked owlishly, completely aware of the significance behind such a request. 'Are you sure?' 'Yes. Phil too.' Honestly was all that swam in his eyes, and Wilbur couldn't help but adhere to the request. 'Uhm, okay. Ki- Techno,' the way both Phil and Techno nodded reassuringly did nothing to sooth the butterflies in his stomach. === Or, that one fic where Techno and Wilbur are soulmates, and have each other's deepest insecurities written on their arms. Problem is, when they finally meet, Wilbur stubbornly refuses to address his insecurity. Oh, and Techno and Phil are Kings of the empire, and Wilbur adopted Tommy as his little brother. Or, or, an SBI found family arc, featuring soulmates, royalty, and insecurities. === === Trigger warnings are at the beginning of each chapter. Also posting on AO3 (same username) ===

Completed, 22k words. (contains swearing) 'Tommy, are you sure the cat's even around here?' 'First the doubt about it being a street cat and now doubt about it even being here? Do you have any trust in me big man?' Wilbur had barely drifted off before he heard the familiar voice, slowly stretching downwards as two figures arrived in his view. 'Look, there he is!' 'Tommy!' Wilbur's eyes snapped open at the second voice, startled so much that he almost jumped out of the hybrid's arms. He gradually relaxed again once he examined the taller figure, his green and white bucket hat contrasting the solid grey of his wings. 'Phil, you scared him!' The teen exclaimed, holding him tighter as the realisation that Wilbur finally knew his name settled in. 'Tommy, he has a name tag...' 'I know? His name is Soot apparently.' -- Wilbur is a cat hybrid living as a street cat who is adopted by the rest of SBI. Problem is, they think he's only a cat and Wilbur thinks that's all them want him as. SBI centric, Wilbur centric, Hybrid AU. Cross posted on AO3 (same username.)

'Before we leave, I was wondering something... I noticed that your social worker called you Will and I suppose I'm wondering which name you preferred?' Wilbur was surprised that he noticed such a small thing, but he supposed it accounted for the surprise that he had noticed earlier. 'Oh, I prefer Wilbur if that's okay sir. My social worker always forgot to call me Wilbur and I stopped correcting him a while back.' He replied, choosing to ignore the feeling of anxiety at the realisation that was the most he had talked throughout their meeting. 'Alright mate. Oh, and please call me Phil. Sir makes me sound older than I actually am.' OR A fluff to angst to fluff adoption AU where Wilbur Soot gets adopted into the SBI household just before his 18th birthday after years in the foster system. Now, he must learn how to trust his newfound family and find that it's okay to be dependent on others. But after so many years of only relying on only himself, Wilbur struggles to do that. After all, can a story ever be that simple? Trigger warnings are at the top of each chapter. There aren't many but check them out anyway. Cross posted on AO3, search up the title to find it on there :)