[Child] Hi! It's been a tad (again) but I've returned, I'm doubting I was missed, with a small boy specifically for FAMILIAL RELATIONSHIPS. Understood? Great. • • Seth He is eight years old, and your little brother, he's small for his age and very polite. You take care of him because your wonderful wonderful Papa doesn't seem to miss his late wife much and would rather not have reminders of his old marriage around. Especially when he has Bella, your replacement mother, at home.. • Seth likes geology and fossil hunting and all those rock things, also swimming, trees, you, and your partner (because I've decided you have one). He, however, absolutely hates when it's sunny or humid, when your dad blows up at him for small things (or anything), and cold fingers on his skin. He's scared of big rodents and leaving home....and talking to adults. He's very friendly with classmates though. • • Okay Okay, You You are in sixth form college (17-18) and before university. You threatened your lovely papa with CPS so he'd let you stay in the house. Just never look at each other again because he's usually at Bella's. So really this bit will be short because...well you know you. But right now you're just getting changed in the communal school changing rooms (separated boy/girl) when his little face sticks through with his arms covering his face just like your lover taught him and he stutters for you!

Atlas, well he prefers Atty, is a 23 year old student working towards becoming a psychologist because he wants to help people as he thinks he's intimidating (his natural hair colour is black and he's 6'0, 2m) but he doesn't want that: he wants to be nice and be someone people automatically trust. And he wants them to right. He lives in a small apartment alone except for his ferret; Pipe, who he has a tube system for so she can run through doors unaided. Atty works as a junior tour guide at a natural history museum - which doesn't exactly align with his studies but it's interesting and he gets money. Anyway this brings us to our story: he's on his way home from work at 11 pm, far too late, via night bus, he's got headphones in and trying to stay awake just until he's home. He feels someone sit beside him then put their head on him, his nose wrinkles in an irritated manner and is about to tell you to go away only to see a child (6-17) leaning on him, looking dirty and ill cared for. So you, you're a minor of whatever age, who ran away from home for various reasons which I'll let you come up with...no, why do you ask, I'm not being lazy.

Mila Kirovsky. •••••••••••••••••••••• Who? Your twin sister, you don't have to be identical nor of the same gender, who is 14 years old. So I'm going to give you a backstory, a sad generic one unfortunately; every single foster home you two have been to, a call to cps would be very warranted and an immediate arrest but alas, it never happened and you got shuffled around them more the older you got since various "problems" such as incredible anxiety and just a pinch of PTSD started appearing. Mila in particular has separation anxiety from being put into a separate home to you on several accounts. You both have scars (not really obvious on the picture, looks like a fish) on your faces from one "parent" who got angry that you were being children and made you two stand next to each other and sliced your faces. But worry not! You got adopted recently by Sam (29) and Vince (32) who are an infertile couple. Vince works as a physics teacher in your school and Sam as a beekeeper. speaking of which, did you know that my physics teacher doesn't believe in the moon landing? Just the first one, don't worry ⊂⁠(o⁠‿o)⁠つ

He ––––––––––––– I'm by no means frightened of the world, despite it's great yet terribleness, but there's a storm brewing and I've travelled water long enough to know not to stay during a thunderstorm. Besides, the wares I carry in my canoe would be soaked. My name is Tokala and I come the from north of this river, it's late but early autumn so the sun isn't quite set though the sky is tainted orange and pink. Oh well, there's a nice looking home on the bank, a beautifully wild garden that is most likely a haven of bees earlier in the day. ° ° ° ° {You} –––––––—––––––––– For once I'm at home by myself, I didn't get dragged to pa's drinking nights today which is perfectly alright with me. Outside there's a storm brewing but in here it's just me, my herbal tea, and a comfortable nightgown since I'm definitely not allowed to leave the house without permission and frankly I'd rather stay inside with our grain eating cat. Yes I know it's supposed "mice-eating" but this guy's a little stupid, cute though. I look up at a knock on the door and I grab my hat pin just incase (I managed to get an old one with the original length) and I open the eye slot. (⁠=⁠^⁠･⁠ｪ⁠･⁠^⁠=⁠)

It –—————————— I am not a he, a she, nor a they - for I am only one being. I am an it, an it caged into the form of a hominin, of the kind I abandoned to the others around the time of "Sahelanthropus Tchadensis". These creatures named me Diesse (Dee•es) while I was still learning their strain of sounds and it appears to have stuck in some kind of records. •••••••••••••• There is one creature, who is a frequent visitor, that teaches me customs while learning what I am. One custom they try to enforce vigorously: clothes, cloth, plant fibres woven into a solid thermal layer they wear out of lack of fur which I understand for the cold yet the climate I am in does not suit this cage at all: hot and humid. They have odd ideas on where is or is not suitable to be "uncovered", observe; the feet, supports with many joints, are fine bare, the leg from the ankle to halfway of the upper leg muscles is also fine yet from there to the upper leg joint renders the creatures flustered and panicked. Rather amusing. She ————————— I'm sorry this report is late! So our newest....thing has being doing well; fully fluent in our modern language (though abbreviations escape it) and we've been able to negotiate that it keeps its underwear on....although it doesn't seem happy about it. So anyway, I've noticed so far: It likes; soft music (piano is very popular), some birds, and head pats and/or general affection. It dislikes; heat (a lot of complaints towards me), clothing...just at all, men (refers to them as "clumsy fools with lecherous eyes"), and having me tell it no. It doesn't seem familiar with its body nor the human race in general and spends a lot of time staring at its fingers. It might be a little unprofessional but ah.. I think it's widely regarded as a very pretty creature and, entirely unrelated, our attempts to familiarise it with men has gone badly. {Melly} Room 402.

When are we? ------------------------ The 1700's, dear....I assume human, during the settling of north America. The time of cowboys, Victorians, and whatever the hell the French were up to. ========================== Where are we? ------------------------ Halfway down the east coast camping out in someone's attic for the night, all snuggled up together. (⁠/⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠(⁠-⁠ω⁠-⁠) ============================== Why are we- -------------------- You're really going to get me into philosophy? now? Ask goddamn Socrates you featherless biped. ••••••••••• ...here? ------------- Oh, well that makes more sense, you're here with miss Seyyal because she's your fellow escapee circus...."attraction". You guys left in Switzerland and made your way across the Atlantic and down the east coast, heading where?....well don't look at me, that's a question for you. Oh, she's got mechanical fingers and vitiligo (skin patches) on her arms and back. ============== Seyyal? -------------- Pronounced S•ay•all (as far as I know) and she's 17, what is she to you? well that depends on what helps the most, are you two lost orphans? siblings travelling to meet distant relatives? well let me give you some tasty fruit for those growing bones and a nice bed. Lovers? a free meal for the sweet couple. Performers?...that one hits a little close to home, let's not go with that one. •••••••••••••••••••• So now a question for you: Who the hell are you? And why are you in my fridge? く⁠コ⁠:⁠彡

Replace Your Worries corp ------------------ Congratulations! Your application to gain a creature to threaten your life was successful. We present Fineus: a hardworking member of R.Y.W corps. All information needed below: Name: Fineus Age: several hundred (expanded lifespan not immortal) Occupation: "Scare Creature" of the R.Y.W Threatening Qualities: therapist Abode: your home now Personality: relatively kind, will make you talk about your problems. Dislikes: being made fun of for lacking frightening qualities Likes: successful work, round objects, eating butterflies …⁠ᘛ⁠⁐̤⁠ᕐ⁠ᐷ he is not actually allowed to kill you

Jinshi Apothecary Diaries So I hope you know this sparkly fellow because...well it's a good manga/anime (also apparently a novel series?), anyway, he's widely regarded as the prettiest man around and could easily be mistaken for a woman. He absolutely adores an apothecary, and taste tester, Maomao who adores poison just as much. Story time :3 Jinshi got Maomao to take him to her mushrooms in the unused north-side abandoned peach orchard to you know..take them from her like a fiend. He also took Gaoshun with him. Be whoever I don't really care. ෆ⁠╹⁠ ⁠.̮⁠ ⁠╹⁠ෆ

Tazké Nomann is a prince, creative start I know, but this isn't a good old arranged marriage or "pick a spouse or we'll do it for you" situation: this 25 year old guy works his hardest on making his mother's life very difficult (his dad died because..war or something) as she gave him the cold shoulder for most of his life - preferring his brother Lahké who is older (27). So Tazké has major "rich boy" attitude and tends to get through a lot of men and women..so you get to choose what you are because you're one of these poor souls. (⁠´⁠∩⁠｡⁠•⁠ ⁠ᵕ⁠ ⁠•⁠｡⁠∩⁠`⁠)

To start with you, since it's important, you can almost completely choose your character except that you're an informant, spy, mole, for each of the mentioned organisations (in the name) and none of them were aware of any of the others using you as well so they're undeniably pissed at you. Consequence? You get to say hi to Fyodor and Dazai....oh and Mori but you know...ergh. ಠಿ⁠_⁠ಠಿ I couldn't find an image with all of them in so, you know...cats and that little bean.

Ok, another one I know, to start off this isn't a ship (though they would be cute-) and you don't have to be either of them, in fact you have to be neither because: you are a member of a smaller gang (or leader of) and this is kinda a Chuuya and the sheep situation where they've come to get you or kill you depending on how well you react to them uh.... trying to kidnap you. (Chuuya left, Dazai right) /⁠ᐠ⁠｡⁠ꞈ⁠｡⁠ᐟ⁠\

So, the gang of fellows; Nikolai, Fyodor, and Sigma, have kidnapped Kyū (Q) because well.....chaos machine but they underestimated how much trouble a child is to take care of. Especially Kyū. So now they've put a pause to their evil plans to get you to teach them how to not get Kyū killed. (I feel bad for the poor casino boy, I mean he picked his own name too) ⊂⁠(⁠◉⁠‿⁠◉⁠)⁠つ Nikolai (left), Sigma (middle), Fyodor (right)

So when Fukuzawa and Mori got poisoned curtesy of Fyodor, then stuff happened then they had a party? yeah, this is the party since I think their happy stuff should've been shown for longer and also because I want to. ⁽⁠⁽⁠ଘ⁠(⁠ ⁠ˊ⁠ᵕ⁠ˋ⁠ ⁠)⁠ଓ⁠⁾⁠⁾

Hello! It's been a little while and I have a new obsession: Bungo stray dogs so that's what's happening here. This is when Dazai found Fyodor and got shot by a sniper. ⊙⁠.⊙⁠ (if someone can find the talkie i stole the image from that would be great..)

Muichiro Tokito -------------------------- He's a 14 year old hashira, the youngest yet, the mist hashira. He tends to forget a lot of things and rarely has an idea of what's going on though is an excellent swordsman (boy). So during the training arc after Tanjiro managed to move on from his training the others ask to do the same but no, then YOU walk in: a possibly friendly demon master kagaya has decreed safe enough to have around (like nezuko). Btw Muichiro likes you in whatever way you want. ⊂⁠(⁠・⁠﹏⁠・⁠⊂⁠) - it's too early in the morningggg

Momo Yaoyorozu ---------------------------- No quirk, mobster AU ———————————— Momo is 16 years old and absolutely loaded, for reasons I forget, she's basically the same as mha but most of her previously classmates are mafia involved so she's got ✨you✨; a bodyguard like no other, seeing you with a gun or knife in hand would mean definate death to the offending person though even just with a fork in hand you could effectively kill someone..

The demon slayer hashira as a family: first family: Rengoku Kyojiro - Single Dad Mitsuri Kanroji - oldest daughter Tanjiro Kamado - oldest of his kids (son) Zenitsu - second oldest (son) Inosuke - middle child (son) Nezuko Kamado - youngest child (daughter) second family: Tengen Uzui - Dad (uncle) Suma - mother (aunt) Hinatsaru - mother (aunt) makio - mother (aunt) Muichiro Tokito - son (cousin) third family: Gyomei - honourary dad (blind) Obanai Igoro - son (twin) Sanemi - son (twin) Giyuu - son (somewhat forgotten) Genya - son (gets bullied by twins) GRANDPA!: master kagaya Kanae Kocho - aunt Shinobu Kocho - aunt (younger than Kanae) Kanao Kocho - adopted daughter (to shinobu and Kanae That took too long ...anyway, you all got together for family time! be whoever as usual and if you have any recommendations? (don't worry about the cats those are for giyuu) (⁠─⁠.⁠─⁠|⁠|⁠）