#agere classification au

[multi-fandom-agereg]

Dungeon Meshi: pt 1

Agere!Classification AU

Laios is. . . 🥪

A Flip/Brother caregiver

Chilchuck is. . . 🩹

A Babysitter

senshi is. . . 🍳

A father caregiver!

[azuresky-agere]

CLASSIFICATION AU - PART TWO!

PART ONE IS HERE

This part will go into all the nations and their stance on classifications, ect.

Mondstadt, the nation of Freedom.

Mondstadt has a good view on classification. If you want to have a job as a little, you must take at least one day off a week to regress. This is shared by the fact that every new regressor among the Knights will get a Caregiver/Babysitter assigned to them among joining (as long as they don't have one when signing up) who will act as someone to guide you through the ranks, make sure you're working good, help you regress, ect.

Regarding Venti in specific, Venti thought of himself as a neutral, but got classified as a little, and he didn't take it too well. He thought he could not regress, and it didn't really go well.

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Liyue, the nation of Contracts

Liyue is sometimes a mixed bag. With classification being a new term, most of the older residents are rather...negative. The more older people tend to not regress anymore due the hormones in their brain telling them that they're too old, and they don't need to do it anymore. So, with the classification being new, and the older people not needing to/understanding it, they can be rather annoyed.

Regarding work, it's the same as Mondstadt. If one wishes to be among the Millelith, they must be accompanied by a babysitter/caregiver at all times, as well as the weekends off.

As for Zhongli? He's a flip. Sometimes he'll regress due to stress at the parlour/PTSD from the archon war, and sometimes he'll care for Xiao.

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Inazuma, the nation of Eternity.

Classification is seen as something special in Inazuma. It's seen as being eternally youthful. Littles are often heavily loved in Inazuma, given gifts and such. If you want to become a member of the army, soldier, what have you- you must also be be accompanied by a caregiver/little. To prevent misclassification, you will be reclassified upon your first day. However, members of the personal Shogun's bodyguards must either be neutrals, or Caregivers.

[Because Ei is a regressor hehe...]

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Sumeru, the Nation of Wisdom

No littles are allowed to be scribes/be in the Akademiya. Reclassification is done at least once a month, and anybody found to be a little will be kicked out, there and then. However, upon any public event for the Akademiya [trial days for the people who want to become students or teacher's interviews], you will be checked, and reclassified without question. No littles are even allowed on Akademiya grounds without this, and people use this as a way to get reclassified for free.

Nahida is a caregiver for Scaramouche. Despite scaramouche being unable to get tested, Nahida has made an alternative test, and so- he is a little.]

Fontaine, the nation of Justice.

If a little is found breaking a law, then a caregiver must be present during all of the court case. Aside from that, caregivers are mostly optional in Fontaine, and there is no real consequence for not having one.

[Furina is a regressor, Neuvillette is a flip, too. Wriothesley is a little.]

In the fortress of meropide, however...there is a small nursery on the bottom floor for regressors to relax in, and when regressing/"crashing", Wriothesley makes sure that all the littles and their cg's are given adequate time to regress before working- and they will be paid for how many hours they've missed.

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The Fatui / House of the Hearth.

Littles are allowed in the House of the Hearth, and while Caregivers and Neutrals are permitted to take rather dangerous- and almost lethal missions, littles are not. if permitted to go on a mission, the only "mission" the littles have are intelligence gathering.

The fatui only have one little, Childe. He was adamant that he was a caregiver, but due to his trauma from the abyss/recent fontaine archon quest, the trauma made him re-classify once he returned back from fontaine. He's constantly taking suppressants in order to not regress and "prove his worth", but Dottore, Pantalone, Columbina, Arlecchino and Sandrone are all very well-trained caregivers. Although they don't particularly agree with the lifestyle Childe has, they make him take breaks, and even send him on less-dangerous missions.

The Tsaritsa is a Caregiver.

[starrybibi]

Food Fantasy AgeRe Classification AU

Part 1- Overview and Master Attendant & Food Soul Testing

Overview: Basically Tierra is running the same pace only difference is that how their regions handle the Classifications and how they’re at risk when being involved with a Fallen Angel, the Academy, and the Guilds

Testing:

Each Nation in Tierra is different (with the exception of Palata and West Palata) use different methods to test their Citizens. However Nobility and Aristocrats get their testing sooner at the age of 15 than the Common Folk who start their testing at 16. There is a simple blood test which is done compared to a Food Soul’s Test which is the glow of their Soul Ember.

Classifications:

Regressors- They are the ones who revert to a childlike state. Mental age can range from Newborn to 14 years old this varies from individual. Most Regressors would regress to their headspace at least 2-3 times a week depending how long it is depends on their regressed age. Regressors would be adopted out by a Caregiver or Caregiver-Leaning Flip if not they’re placed in Protective Care just to keep them safe until their adoption day comes.

Every other week they attend a special Daycare just let their energy go especially Regressors that regress from Toddlers to Preschoolers for they are the most active.

Caregivers- As the title implies they care for Regressors as well Regressor-Leaning Flips. They are caring and protective of their little ones especially exhibiting not only super human strength to carry their little ones, but the ability to fight to keep their loved ones safe from harm. Caregivers without a Regressor go to special training on how to care for them especially in Nursing and Teaching Fields

Flips- They are rare for they can interchange between Regressor or Caregiver at a given time

Master Attendant & Food Soul Testing:

Master Attendants get their testing done at the Restaurant Guild in Gloriville where they are given a chance to perform a dish of their choice. This test is presented to the Head Chef and rates the dishes taste

Sweet= Regressor

Savory= Caregiver

Spicy= Flip

It is there they are presented with a Soul Ember.

Soul Ember’s flames will glow a color to them

Red= Caregiver

Blue= Regressor (Light Blue is 0-5, Regular Blue is 6-9 and Dark Blue is 10-14)

Yellow= Flip

Food Souls that turn out to be Regressors need a bit more care so by some chance, some Master Attendants will have a Flip Food Soul as a companion for the Regressor

That’s it for Part 1 in Part 2 we’ll focus on the Nations

[arcadian-butterfly-agere]

regressuary day 12!! this time, we've got something from a classification au we're doing with a friend! baby xiao with mamas childe (she is transfem here, i don't wanna hear shit) and yelan!! they went shopping and had him try on some cute little outfits. <3 - kaveh

[a-side-of-muffin]

Santiiiii (I'm still drawing more of them) (also this is classification au stuff sniles)

[babybugprince]

waves. today I bring u all a hyper-specific Dean Winchester board based on one of my absolute favorite fics of all time; Redux by Munchkinhug (unfortunately deleted)

I honestly think that u don’t even have to know anything about supernatural to read it; it’s a pretty detailed little’s are known AU that feels super unique because of its medical details!! I adore both fics in the main series. Thankfully if u search their ao3 name literally the first result is a Reddit post w/ the fics!! I’d really recommend them, especially if u like supernatural!!

[deepingravityfalls]

Gravity Falls AGERE Classification

— — — —— — — —— — — —— — — —

★ Dipper Pines ★

He/him | little: 50% | Cg: 50%

★ Mabel Pines ★

She/her | little: 50% | Cg: 50%

★ Grucle stan ★

He/him | Permaregressor | little: 80%

★ Ford ★

He/him | Cg: 100% | uncle cg

★ Candy ★

She/they | little: 80% | little

★ Grenda ★

She/her | unknown at this time

★ Bill ★

He/it | unknown at this time. | ???

Other information . .

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

★ Dipper ★ Involuntarily regresses ★ regresses due to stress

★ Mabel ★ voluntarily regresses ★ regresses for fun

★ Candy ★ Involuntarily regresses ★ regresses when sad

[8-rae-rae-8]

He's sick, they told him. His doctors, his parents. And god did their cruel words ever worsen. His date was sealed the day his paperwork was filed.

"Simon Riley [Little: 0-3]"

Just like that his life was over, age 12 and unable to run away with every piece of paper work and documentation making him permanently his father's. Oh how it made his skin crawl.

Years were spent fighting himself back. He'd shrink to that headspace, and so would his body. But his parents didn't wipe his tears or clean him up. Poor Tommy took a lot of it. A caregiver by nature, but an addict because of their father. His mother was practically out of the picture with how little she could help.

His first thought was military. But the more research he did, the less it seemed possible. Any job deemed scary or laborious wasn't allowed for a little. It was even on his fucking ID when he was old enough to save one. By 18, he was making Tommy sign in appwroek claiming that Simon was neutral. And as Tommy was listed a legal carer (his father's doing), it went through. Tommy was too high, hungover or sick to realize what he was doing, which Simon took advantage of.

It took years for him to crash again. Years to curl up in his bed in the cold, cold room he stayed in. Lieutenant, they called him. His team. His Captain, Mactavish, what would he think? His other teammates... Gaz, Roach. God they'd be disgusted.

The size of a baby curled up under a ton of blankets just waiting to feel big again. All he could do was hide anyway. No one should ever be allowed to see him like this-Simon didn't even think they'd hesitate to throw him out. Come morning, it was no easier. He was still too tiny to even get himself out of bed. He'd fall on the floor, that's how tiny he was. He probably couldn't even walk...

How late was he for breakfast? The alarm went off earlier, causing him to screech in terror before he pulled his blankets back over himself. It was a dandelion game to play, getting to far into the military then crashing in bed and physically unable to get help and unable to get himself to feel big again.

It was all scary. Terrifying, even. In any other situation, his captain would be right at his side. Mactavish would've been there. But this? For this he was alone. Always alone.

He's sick. Something in his head made him sick. Different from everyone else and weak. Weak because he of his fear. Because of his regression... Some days he was lucky almost all of his file was blacked out, others not so much. He needed help.

And the longer he stayed in bed, unable to get out, just the size of a wee kiddo, maybe it would come. Mactavish always came to him if he wasn't at meal times on time.

Soon enough that familiar knock rang through his room. Fuck, Simon couldn't help the cry that came from him. His chest heaving with the intensity of it. In no more than a second, Mactavish was in the room and looking for him.

It only took a minute for Simon to be lifted into the captain's arms. Sobs falling from his lips as his tiny hands grabbed at his shirt.

"Are ye my Si, wee one?" Mactavish asked, swaying with him. Of course he was, but it was pretty much instinct to be a little playful and sweet like that.

Obviously Simon couldn't exactly respond. He tugged at his shirt weakly, his little legs kicking at the air as he cried.

"Oh, Si... Simon, love..." Soap murmured. His heart beating insanely fast with the little one clutching onto him. He didn't even know Simon regressed... He has his suspicions, but this? Regressing so small? Small enough to fit perfectly on his chest with just one hand holding him?

The wailing settled enough for Simon to hear Mactavish talking to him. His captain but that didn't matter anymore- He didn't see a captain looking at him, maybe a friend instead. He tugged at his shirt and whimpered.

"yeah, I know... Ye're too small, huh? Didn't ye get taught to ask for help when ye need it, wee one?" Mactavish asked softly, brushing over the very short hair on his head. Dark, not quite black though. Carefully, he sat back on Simon's bed with him in his arms, tears reduced to hiccups.

"I wish ye woulda told me, Simon... Somethin' stressed ye out and ye crashed... Not good for ye." Mactavish told him, rocking Simon in his arms. Slow and gentle. "Do ye even have anything for this?" He worried.

And Simon couldn't tell him, only point or whine. But no, no he didn't have anything because he never wanted this to happen. He thought he could control it enough- but no, he couldn't. He was weak.

"Simon, hey, M'eudail... It's okay. We'll get ye stuff." Soap didn't know how he'd get him off base without being seen, he didn't say that to Simon though. He needed the little one's trust.

"I know ye're scared.. I've got this, okay? I've got you." Mactavish promised him. Using a smaller blanket he found, he gently swaddled Simon up and got him cozy. The little one didn't whine or cry, he actually relaxed quite a bit.

Simon babbled up at Soap, wiggling before settling into the warm blanket.

"Oh yeah, baby? Tell me." Soap cooed softly at him as he picked Simon back up. All swaddled and cute. Albeit a little messy.

Simon giggled and babbled a little more at the encouragement. For the first time, he didn't feel scared when he was small. He wasn't going to be shouted at, hit, or anything else... He should know his captain was safe, this was just surprising...

"Yeah?? That's a lot, Darlin'." Mactavish was so sweet. Feuling his babbling while he made sure Simon was comfortable.

The two went back and forth with babbling for a long while, until they did have to figure out where to get Simon things like pacis and other baby needs. Though he should have, Soap didn't really hide Simon, just covering his face since he knew that he wouldn't want people seeing. So he held Simon just right and let him nuzzle into his neck. The few people that saw were definitely confused, but no on questioned it. Not with Mactavish glaring at anyone who tried.

Of course he didn't drive, he carefully walked with Simon in his arms to a near by town to grab the things they needed. The basics, pacis, dips, bottles, formula, and some baby bath stuff. And Simon squealed at the bubble bath stuff that Soap grabbed, making him chuckle and poke Si's side.

Getting back into base was the same thing, glaring at anyone who asked anything about the little one on his chest. He wasn't up for questions and he didn't want Si being pestered later when he was big. It was easier to avoid. The first thing he did when inside his own room, he got Simon padded up and a cleaned paci (washed in his sink just in case).

Simon didn't whine or kick his legs. He was well behaved, actually... He babbled a little, muffled by his paci but Soap still responded.

Oh how he loved it... It was so easy to relax like this. Being put gently back over Mactavish's chest while swaddled up all comfortable. How could he not relax?

Being talked to helped a lot too, Mactavish's voice working to ease him further. Si liked the gentle rumble of his chest and hearing his silly accent.

A nap was in order the second Simon's eyes began to close. Soap swayed with him side to side while humming an unfamiliar tune to him, but it all felt safe nonetheless. There was no pushing for a nap, no leaving him in a room and waiting for him to pass out. No, this was gentle coaxing until he fell asleep naturally.

Maybe this would all go away in the morning, but maybe it would be okay to happen again- Mactavish wasn't cruel. He showed no signs of mistrust or betrayal about Simon's many lies regarding his classification. He was just as warm as he usually was to him, if not more.

Simon was safe like this. Happy and warm. Never had he fallen asleep so easily before. Protected by his Captain's arms and comforted by his voice. There was no better person to be helped by.

[outerspaceismyhappyplace]

Here is a scene from a KnY Classification AU that I will Never Ever finish lol:

“Wait, stop!” Kyojuro throws himself between Sanemi and the box. “Sanemi, stop! Don’t you sense that she’s Little?”

“Demons can’t be Littles,” Sanemi spits. “It’s trying to trick you.”

“How would she even do that?” Tengen rolls his eyes. “That makes no sense. You can’t trick Caregiver instincts into activating.”

“They can be wrong,” Sanemi insists in a growl.

“Yours, maybe,” Tengen mutters.

“We should wait until the Master arrives before we make any hasty decisions,” Kyojuro says pointedly.

“Let me…” Tanjiro frantically struggles to get up. “Let me…please, give me the box.”

Kyojuro turns to look at Tanjiro and nods, picking up Nezuko’s box and bringing it to him.

“Thank you,” Tanjiro breathes, resting his head on the top of it. “Where…where are my other Littles?”

“All surviving Corps members are currently recovering at my estate,” Shinobu says.

“But I don’t…” Tanjiro swallows. “I don’t know if they survived.”

“Your bond marks would have scarred if your Littles died,” Gyomei tells him. Tanjiro notices a few scarred bond marks on his arm where his sleeve isn’t covering it and wonders how many there are.

“Well…I’m only bonded to one of them,” Tanjiro says quietly. “And even then it’s very weak. My Littles are…rather difficult. I’ve only been caring for them for a few months.”

“Ah. I understand completely!” Kyojuro laughs, looking at his three Littles. “Mitsuri and I were bonded in a matter of days, but my boys sure didn’t make it easy for me!” Giyuu and Obanai both blush and look away.

“One of them always wears a boar hide, and the other has bright yellow hair,” Tanjiro says.

“Ah, yes, those two are both safe and sound,” Shinobu smiles. “They’re expected to make full recoveries.”

Tanjiro breathes a sigh of relief. “Oh. There is…there’s another Little in the Corps who I met during Final Selection but was even less agreeable than Zenitsu. I’ve been worried about him, though. Do you happen to know the status of a Corps member named Shinazugawa Genya?”

Sanemi’s head snaps up at the sound of the name, and the other Corps members all slowly turn to look at him.

“Your brother’s a Little?” Tengen demands. “And you just abandoned him?”

“He’s not!” Sanemi snaps.

“Your brother’s a Little and you didn’t even know?” Tengen’s fuming, fingers twitching by the handles of his blades like he’s thinking about pulling them out and killing him right there and then. “You’re the saddest excuse for a Caregiver I’ve ever met! You don’t have the instincts at all, you don’t know how to handle the kids when they’re regressed, you’re not even supposed to be able to hurt Littles, and you almost stabbed one just now!”

“Genya’s not a Little! He never presented!”

[babyboyagere]

5 times Daryl should have known you were little and the time he found out.

Chapter 6 - I gotcha

tags: Cg! Daryl Dixon, Litte! Male Reader, Classification AU/littles are known

You and Daryl had been dating for a few weeks, and it was marvelous. Alexandria had made you feel safe enough to admit your feelings to one another (you admitted and Daryl awkwardly agreed) and you were happily enjoying getting to know Daryl as a boyfriend.

You were worried, however, that he could tell you were a little. The more you got to know this side of him, the safer you felt around him. You fell asleep back to back with him every night, told him stories from your life before, and he told you about his. You had nearly slipped around him several times, but did your best to keep yourself in check.

That is, until you dropped a glass on the floor and broke it. The crash, the exhaustion, the cut you got trying to clean it up were all too much, and you curled into a ball sobbing, your headspace hitting you at once like a high-diver hitting the water. Daryl immediately rushed to your side, assesing the damage.

"Hey, 'sokay, I'm here. I gotcha,' He tried to get you to look at him, but you just grabbed his neck and hid your face in his shoulder, still crying. He sighed and lifted you up, setting you gently on the counter. You grabbed tighter, not wanting to be put down.

"I know, I know," He whispered soothingly, "I gotta clean up the glass real quick.''

After sweeping up the shards and dumping them in the trash, he picked you up again and carried you to the couch. He set you gently in his lap, rocking you back and forth, his caregiver instincts immediately taking over.

"Can ya tell me wha's wrong?" He asked softly. You could only cry, curling your face into his chest. Everything was too much, you were too small, too overwhelmed, too exhausted to even form sentences. Daryl just rocked you, content to hold you as long as you needed. After a long time, you were able to speak in small, hiccupy breaths

"I- m'sorry- small- s'toomuch-" you turned your face back into his chest.

Daryl immediately had a moment of realization. OH. That was why you bit your cuticules till they bled, that was why you wanted the surpressants, that was why you were always exhausted. Daryl held you tightly to his body, hoping somehow to undo years of damage the apocalypse did to you. Some littles never recover from longterm suppresion, and end up physically and mentally disabled.

"Can you tell me how old you are baby boy?" You held up two fingers. "Thats very tiny!" he said, in a voice you've never heard him use.

He rummaged around in his pocket for something, then popped a plain blue paci into your mouth. You immediately suckled on it, your hiccups and cries quieting down.

"There we go, little one," he continued to rock you back and forth, relishing the soft moment with you. You began to squirm, your back hurting from being in an awkward position for so long, so he adjusted, moving so you were laying flat on his chest.

"Feel better, cutie?" He asked, running his hands through your hair and scratching gently at your scalp. You nodded sleepily, barely containing a yawn. Now that you were safe, all you could do was drift to sleep.

"I gotcha, sweetheart. You're safe now."

an: hope yall enjoyed!! Reblogs are really appreciated and a great way to show me that you liked this fic:)

[baby-zakarii]

@duckieberry 's classification au has inspired me, maybe a bit too much😭

[z3r0b1tch35]

Got bored so here’s my classification AU x omegaverse x agere

“Well Tanjiro, since you got a bunch of littles on your plate, I think it’s best to tell you this now.” Tengen flails his hands around, similar to an anime fighting stance if you think about it.

Tanjiro and his little sister have finally been allowed to live somewhat freely, and with her sleepy peacefully in the butterfly mansion; he’s decided to take a stroll with Tengen and Rengoku.

“Uhm, what do you mean best for me to know?” Tanjiro scratches the back of his head as he looks to the two men.

“Who is the best to look after your littles when you are on missions or sick, of course!” Rengoku has his arms crossed as he keeps his head forward. Tanjiro nods so that they can tell him.

“Mitsuri is best for the girls, she kind of stresses most boys out with her personality.” Tengen recalls. “Also her scent isn’t really the best for some.”

“The Kocho’s are great when you are close on time! They don’t prefer it since they can get busy, so we suggest only going to them if it’s urgent!” Rengoku smiles wildly.

“Me and Kyo here are pretty great if I say so myself. But I get stressed about noise and Kyo can’t hear nothing, so the emotional ones aren’t the best with us.” Tengen chuckles.

“Sanemi is the one person you shouldn’t go to! His caregiver instincts rarely ever pick up on things, and he’s constantly growling at omegas! It’s not at all fun to experience for little omegas!” Rengoku pats Tanjiro’s back.

“His younger brother is both of those… is that why?” Tanjiro swallows a pitiful lump down his throat.

“Possibly!” Rengoku’s smile falters a little before he shakes his hair out a little, and the creased lips are back.

“Then who would be best to leave a whole group of entirely different littles? I mean I’ve had Zenitsu watch them while I step out for a second, but never long.” Tanjiro seems sort of discouraged.

“Gyomei of course!” Tengen hollers. “Also he hasn’t presented anything yet?”

“Gyomei…? Also no, he just thinks he’s baseline and beta, but he doesn’t have any scent… nothing.”

“Oh, so lame!” Tengen scowls at the boring blond. “Gyomei is a caregiver and alpha! But he’s never gone into a rut before, so if a little sadly goes into heat his scents calm it down ten fold! He’s like super duper useful!”

“That is pretty nice. I’ll make sure I try to bring them to him then. Is he typically busy?” Tanjiro kicks a decent sized rock across the path.

“No not really. He does have a time he works out at everyday, but he just puts the littles in a baby pen thing so he can work out and keep them safe. Also training with Genya too.” Rengoku is getting quieter now that they are getting closer to the mansion.

“Wait… Genya?” Tanjiro looks at Rengoku.

“He is his mentor after all. He’s taken care of him for a little over a year. He knows more than you do. Now get inside and find your littles… and Zenitsu.” Rengoku waves the teenager away before taking Tengen’s hand. “Alright alright, you get daddy to yourself.

Tengen can’t help but give a toothy smile as he clings to one of his caregivers. Thankfully, they let him lie about what he is, a little and an omega.

[azuresky-agere]

CLASSIFICATION AU - PART ONE!

[this au is inspired by @duckieberry hehe]

slight tw: pills/medications

The AU is rather simple: people are "classified" into one of these groups:

Little - Somebody who age regresses.

Caregiver - somebody who looks after an age regressor/little.

Neutral - Somebody who is not an age regressor or a caregiver.

Flip - Somebody who is an age regressor/capable of regressing due to immense stress or other means, and can also care for a little.

Misdiagnosed: A little/caregiver/flip that, due to unforeseen circumstances, are classified wrong.

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The whole "classification" term was a recent announcement, so here's some more information about the nations/medication:

Suppressants: Usually these come in pill form, and are made of various plants around nations. Each nation's pills taste different to one another, but have the same effect. The different taste is due to the different ingredients used in each nation. They are generally a type of medication that are "over the counter" meds, and one pill can "supress" a need to regress for up to a day. However, continuing to take them without regressing will result in a "crash".

Crash: When suppressants are taken for too long with the little not regressing. A crash isn't as bad as it sounds- it just has the regressor slipping there and then, sometimes accompanied by a bad headaches. "crashing" only happens after a while of using suppressants instead of regressing.

Classification Day - On your 16th birthday, people your age will be brought into a giant hall and blood will be drawn. Using a special machine, blood will be observed and you will be determined a Little, Neutral, or Flip. Most often, children who are outgoing/happy are caregivers, and generally shy children will be littles, although this isn't a 100% way to clarify.

Misclassified - Due to a person's stress, or new trauma happening in their lives (or the machine used to originally classify people being inaccurate - which is very rare) it's possible for a person to be misclassified as something that they're not. A person can usually just pay mora to get re-classified, but if you're going from caregiver/neutral to little, it's a big change.

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this is a part ONE of unknown, so keep tuned!

[starrybibi]

Food Fantasy AgeRe Classification AU 2

Part 2- Testing of the Nations

Part 1—> https://www.tumblr.com/starrybibi/750243548404793344/food-fantasy-agere-classification-au

Now for the Nations of Tierra and how they test their citizens

Gloriville- Their method of testing is in the King’s Palace done by a physician through a simple blood draw done in the lab. The results are usually given in week’s time to avoid misclassification. Once the results are given, Regressors are assigned to Custody in a an Adoption Center which doubles as a Nursery/Boarding School until they are adopted by a Caregiver. Once adopted they given a care package of things depending on their age and supplies. Regressors in Gloriville are treated with joy and pride, but are not allowed to join the Military or any dangerous occupation.

Light Kingdom- The method is that they’re taken to the Sage who will perform some magic on the tester with their blood drop and it automatically turns into a gemstone with the corresponding color (pink= Regressor, lavender= Flip, sky blue= Caregiver) which is given to them in the form of a necklace for them to keep. Regressors are treated as a treasure that is cherished and the Caregiver as the Dragon that protects the treasure from harm. Flips are treated like one of the gods although they are rare and can change their status as they wish

Nervas- Testing is done in the Academy with the piece of the Magic Crystal and a drop of blood where it shines an array of colors, but only 3 specific colors appear to the tester until the final one is revealed (lavender= Regressor, turquoise= Flip, and dark blue= Caregiver) they are kept as a necklace just like the Light Kingdom. Regressors are treated like actual children, but need extra care by the Caregiver especially when working near the hot springs which can be dangerous for them to be in on their own

Sakurajima- Just like Gloriville testing is done in the same method with an actual physical exam to ensure everyone is healthy and results are given discreetly. Regressors here are treated well especially celebrated in a positive light along with their Caregivers. Flips on the other hand are treated in a neutral manner due to their ability of being one or the other, but they respect them for that and take the time to learn more about them.

Palata and West Palata- Their method of testing is through blood drops on a peacock feather that determines whether they’re a Regressor, Caregiver or Flip. Once that’s determined the people try to do their best to keep the Regressors safe from the Fallen Angels along with their Caregivers to provide them their safety and protection.

Distant Seas- Same as Gloriville

[dragon-queen21]

Demon slayer agere classification au

For @outerspaceismyhappyplace after seeing your mini story/concept I had to share some of my own headcanons :3

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~Tanjiro being a little but still having to push past those instincts to take care of his family as the head of the household

~Nezuko being a caregiver which confused a lot of people at first considering the whole shrinking into a small child thing she’s got going on bet eh

~Would be quite startling I imagine, especially the first time Giyu met the two

~everyone thinking that Muichiro is baseline. He never really seemed to have any particular instincts, nothing that the other Hashira could pick up on. It took him presenting and having a breakdown that the pillars realized not only was he still a child and not just baby faced- but he was a little on top of that

~I think the only other little would be Obanai. The rest of the pillars are a mixture of caregivers, flips, and baseline

~Shinobu being basline, Giyu and Mitsuri flips, Giyome, Rengoku, Sanemi and Tengen caregivers

~Sanemi never trusting his instincts. They’ve always been wrong because he always believed Genya to be a little. And that can’t be right. He won’t believe that. Because if he does that means he abandoned the boy when he was meant to protect and care for him and the added guilt will actually kill him. Nope. Instincts are crappy.

~Leads him to being reckless and harsh especially towards littles despite his instincts screaming at him to be caring and help and not make another person cry

~Tengen has major doubts about Sanemi’s classification. At the very least he knows he wouldn’t trust any little alone with him

~People assuming that Tanjiro is a caregiver just due to his personality and other little’s clinging to him (Zenitsu & Genya) so he ends up pushing off his headspace as long as possible in order not to be a burden to others

[sagetheenbymage]

I’m telling you guys y’all are sleeping on little Peeta and little Katniss duo. (Katniss’ cg is Haymitch and Peeta’s is Finnick) me and @cgetbrmj were one step ahead yall

Feel free to send me agere headcanon requests for any of thg or tbosas characters