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So my problem with most ‘get to know your character’ questioneers is that they’re full of questions that just aren’t that important (what color eyes do they have) too hard to answer right away (what is their greatest fear) or are just impossible to answer (what is their favorite movie.)  Like no one has one single favorite movie. And even if they do the answer changes.

If I’m doing this exercise, I want 7-10 questions to get the character feeling real in my head. So I thought I’d share the ones that get me (and my students) good results: 

What is the character’s go-to drink order? (this one gets into how do they like to be publicly perceived, because there is always some level of theatricality to ordering drinks at a bar/resturant)

What is their grooming routine? (how do they treat themselves in private)

What was their most expensive purchase/where does their disposable income go? (Gets you thinking about socio-economic class, values, and how they spend their leisure time)

Do they have any scars or tattoos? (good way to get into literal backstory) 

What was the last time they cried, and under what circumstances? (Good way to get some *emotional* backstory in.) 

Are they an oldest, middle, youngest or only child? (This one might be a me thing, because I LOVE writing/reading about family dynamics, but knowing what kinds of things were ‘normal’ for them growing up is important.)

Describe the shoes they’re wearing. (This is a big catch all, gets into money, taste, practicality, level of wear, level of repair, literally what kind of shoes they require to live their life.)

Describe the place where they sleep. (ie what does their safe space look like. How much (or how little) care / decoration / personal touch goes into it.)

What is their favorite holiday? (How do they relate to their culture/outside world. Also fun is least favorite holiday.) 

What objects do they always carry around with them? (What do they need for their normal, day-to-day routine? What does ‘normal’ even look like for them.) 

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Character Flaws

When creating characters, it's all too easy to envision the most perfect people, especially when it comes to creating love interests. Even our loveable morally grey characters are mostly perfect, if only they would stop killing...

So, here are a list of some flaws (based on personality, not appearance) to help round out your characters. While it's nice to be good at everything, it's abnormal. No one is perfect, and your characters will be much more relatable if you knock them down a bit.

Please note, none of these are (specifically) mental disorders, as I don't consider those a character flaw.

The Good (aka little flaw):

Absent-minded, aimless, argumentative, audacious, awkward, blunt, bold, boring, capricious, childish, clumsy, competitive, complainer, cowardly, critical directionally-challenged, dubious, finicky, fixated, flake, flirty, foolish, gossipy, gruff, gullible, hedonistic, humourless, hypocritical, idealist, idiotic, ignorant, illiterate, immature, impatient, impetuous, impulsive, incompetent, inconsiderate, indecisive, indifferent, indomitable, irrational, lazy, lustful, materialistic, meddlesome, meek, mischievious, nagging, naive, nervous, nosey, obnoxious, overambitious, overconfident, overemotional, overprotective, overzealous, passive-aggressive, paranoid, peevish, perfectionist, pessimist, pest, predicatable, pretencious, prideful, rebellious, renege, rigorous, sarcastic, skeptic, seducer, selfish, self-righteous, shallow, slacker, solemn, spacey, spoild, squeamish, stubborn, supersticious, sycophant, tactless, tease, tempermental, tenacious, theatrical, thoughtless, timid, unpredictable, unsupportive, vain, workaholic

The Bad (aka big flaw):

Addiction, adulterous, aloof, anxious, apathetic, arrogant, belittling, belligerent, bigmouth, bitter, bully, callous, deceptive, dependant, deranged, dishonest, disloyal, disrespectful, egotistical, envious, erratic, exploitive, fanatical, fickle, fierce (at the extreme), gluttonous, greedy, harasser, hubris, impious, infamy, intolerant, judgemental, lewd, liar, meglomaniac, morally grey, narcissistic, negligent, obsequious, obsessive, offensive, prejudiced, quixotic, reckless, rigid, self-martyr, self-righteous, short-tempered, spiteful, squanderer, stingy, unethical, unforgiving, untrustworthy

The Ugly (aka cross the street when you see this person):

Abusive, bigot, controlling, cruel, explosive, immoral, inhumane, intolerant, machiavellian, manipulative, murderous, neglectful, oppressive, racist, remorseless, possessive, self-destructive, threatening, treacherous, vengeful, vindictive, violent

The seven chief features of ego: self-deprecation, self-destruction, martyrdom, stubbornness, greed, arrogance and impatience.

Some of these may not even be considered flaws, and some may jump from one category to the next. It's all about how you present these flaws in your characters.

Have any more to add? Did you find this useful? Let me know down in the comments :)

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43 character motivations for your fictional characters

To protect their loved ones.

To avenge the death of a loved one.

To save the world/town/community.

To find a lost loved one.

To solve a mystery.

To right a wrong.

To achieve a personal goal.

To gain power or influence.

To find their purpose in life.

To overcome a fear or obstacle.

To learn to trust again.

To forgive themselves or someone else.

To find love or companionship.

To start a new life.

To leave a legacy behind.

To make a difference in the world.

To simply survive.

To gain revenge.

To seek power.

To find redemption.

To follow their dreams.

To escape their past.

To find their true self.

To connect with something larger than themselves.

To understand the world around them.

To experience something new.

To simply have fun.

To make a mistake.

To learn from their mistakes.

To grow as a person.

To become the best version of themselves.

To help others.

To make a difference in the world.

To leave a legacy behind.

To be remembered.

To be loved.

To be happy.

To find peace.

To find hope.

To overcome despair.

To survive.

To thrive.

To live.

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Agere Headcanons Ask Game

Send me a character from one of my fandoms and an emoji!

💡How did they discover age regression?

📈Age range?

🍼What’s their favourite age regression accessory/gear?

💕Do they have a caregiver?

🧸What’s their favourite toy?

👒What do they like to wear when they regress?

🎮What’s their favourite thing to do when they’re small?

✨How are they different when they regress?

🎨What does their ideal nursery/playroom look like?

🚸Do they have another regressor they play with?

❤️Who knows about their regression?

☀️What triggers their regression (positive)?

🌀What triggers their regression (negative)?

🌈What about their regression is unusual, unexpected, or non-traditional?

🃏Random headcanon about their regression!

Feel free to reblog with your fandoms that people can ask you about! 

#ok i need to make a pinned abt this but the fandoms im into rn are #rf5. vocaloid. loz (totk). fantasy life. spiritfarer. idk of any more. #also if you want a random oc “hc” (i have regressor ocs but not all... i can come up with smth for any of them tho) #give me a number from 1 to 128 #each one is an oc!

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Listening to rock music while writing agere fics is such a mood tbh

#currently listening to crusher-p #again to be specific #fandom agere #agerespace #agere fic #safe agere

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2, 5, 11, 12, 17, 21, 22? (if that’s too many feel free to skip :D)

2. what fandom do you want to see more agere fics for?

Honestly, all of them i’m in tbh, but particularly Rune Factory 5! I guess I’ll just have to pick up the slack and write my own lol

5. have you ever made a self insert?

No, but plenty of my ocs and even more fluid characters (like vocaloid characters) have many traits of mine

11. what part of writing regression is easiest for you?

Writing from the perspective of a regressed character is easier for me than a non-regressed character because I don’t need to add fancy, over-specific words. Children don’t know those words, why would my regressor?

12. what part of writing regression is hardest for you?

anything to do with diapers tbh. I don’t have any physical experience with them due to family prob not liking that, and I tend to write best when its something I’ve experienced.

17. do you add your own regression gear to the stories you write?

No, but I do get inspired by what I have (if that makes sense. Like i don’t exactly add it, but I add similar things and write interactions similar to what I do)

21. how self indulgent is your writing?

Very. I don’t get many chances to write self-indulgent non-agere stories, so my agere stories are very self-indulgent to compensate.

22. what are you currently working on?

A prompt story for a particular agere writing discord server I’m in… 👀(I’m two sentences in lol)

#fandom agere #ask game #agere ask game

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Agere Writing Ask Game!

Send an ask to the person you reblogged from! Games are more fun when everybody gets to play :D /nf

1. What fandom(s) do you write for?

2. What fandom do you want to see more agere fics for?

3. Have you ever written for a fandom you aren’t in?

4. Have you ever written a crossover specifically for regression reasons?

5. Have you ever made a self insert?

6. Do you ever write about your ocs regressing?

7. Do you write the same kind of fics that you read?

8. What tropes do you write the most?

9. What tropes do you tend to avoid?

10. What tropes do you want to try your hand at/write more of?

11. What part of writing regression is easiest for you?

12. What part of writing regression is hardest for you?

13. Do you like being given prompts or would you rather come up with the whole thing yourself?

14. Do you write more Fluff or Angst?

15. Do you prefer writing Romantic or Platonic Regression?

16. Do you imagine the characters physically regressed when you write them regressed?

17. Do you add your own regression gear to the stories you write? (stuffies, bottles, specific pacis, etc)

18. Have you ever written pet regression?

19. Do you have a music playlist for writing/reading?

20. Are any of your fics based off of songs?

21. How self indulgent is your writing?

22. What are you currently working on?

23. What word/page count do you usually aim for?

24. Do you prefer Multichapters or Oneshots?

25. Do you look to any other authors for inspiration? (another agere writer or otherwise?)

26. What fic do you wish would write itself? (or just magically pop into existence?)

27. Where do you keep your WIPs?

28. Where do you post your writing?

29. What fic are you the most proud of? (can be finished or unfinished!)

30. Send me a 🌻 or a word and I’ll post a random sentence of my current WIP, or a sentence that contains the word you sent!

31. Free Question! Ask whatever you want!

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uh ok so i actually already have something to post here

this is an age regression fic so if thats not something you like then dont read

Rune Factory 5 involving fem protag (canon name is Alice but I went with my character’s name, Trixie) and Martin. And a little bit of Fuuka.

This one’s not too heavy in agere content but trust me that’s gonna change as I write more of these

so yeah

story under cut. its about 1,500 words.

Okay, my work for the day is done, Trixie thinks, slipping into the side entry of her room in the SEED base, her hands dirty from caring for her crops. She heads into the one fully secluded room of the upstairs area, opens her closet and changes into her pajamas. Already starting to slip, she settles down on the carpeted section of the floor to read her favorite books. She struggles to understand complex words when little, so the books she’s reading are those meant for smaller children, filled with whimsical renditions of the world around her.

A smile forms on her face. She's read these stories a million times, but every time they still amaze her. Today, however, her mind wanders as she skims the words scattered across the pages. She thinks about her childhood. What was it like? She can’t remember. She can’t remember anything before Rigbarth. Most of the time, it doesn’t bother her, but today her mind is racing.

She sighs and stands up. Maybe some milk will help me calm down. She has to push down those little thoughts as she heats up a pot and adds some milk, fresh from her Buffamoo named Basil. It’s dangerous for her to operate her cooking tables when little. She would likely hurt herself.

She pours the warm milk in a cup fitted with a spill-proof lid. Rather than return to the carpet, she chooses to return to the main room with her book and lay down in bed. She has no plans to go to bed—it’s only three in the afternoon—but she thinks the additional comfort of a cushy bed will help her relax more. She opens the book once more and keeps reading, sipping her milk before it cools. But, sooner than later, she feels her eyelids drooping. . .

The rest of the Silo was eerily quiet. Scarlett was off doing her patrols, and Captain Livia was out for the day due to a request from SEED HQ.

So when Martin walks in looking for a ranger, he is a little confused. His brother Cecil has sent him to convey a request relating to one of his detective investigations since he is busy helping Terry for the day. Martin, on the other hand, was forced into a day off after injuring his shoulder the day before. Normally Captain Livia or at least Scarlett are in at all times, so both being out was an unusual sight.

After checking both the main rooms, he sighs and pulls out a chair to wait. But before he can even sit down, he hears a loud crash from upstairs. He jumps up. Before he can even process what just happened, he unconsciously heads for the stairs. Halfway up, he pauses. Isn’t this Trixie’s room?

He keeps going, telling himself it’s just to make sure nobody is hurt. He cautiously pokes his head around the edge of the stairwell, to find Trixie fast asleep in her bed. Continuing to circle to the other side of the bed, he finds a large hardback book sprawled open on the floor, as well as a spilt cup of milk.

How did she not wake up from that? Martin wonders. He picks up the book and opens it to a random page. It is familiar to him; he remembers reading it when he was a kid. He closes it and quietly sets it on the side table on top of Trixie’s diary. Next, he walks over to the double doors that head to the other room. Pushing them open, he sees a round white carpet littered with stuffed animals and toys. The kitchen he is searching for is up against the back wall.

He sidesteps the carpet—he doesn't want to get it dirty—and locates a towel in a cabinet. He grabs it and returns to the puddle of milk on the floor. He tosses it on the puddle, picking up the cup as he does. Back to the kitchen he goes. He leaves it on a countertop since for some reason, Trixie doesn’t seem to have a sink. He ignores that for now and turns to head out.

Trixie rolls over, her eyes opening and letting in the evening sunlight. She squints and sits up. Her mind foggy, she doesn’t notice the book that was moved to her side table or the towel on the floor. She simply stood up, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. Once her eyes are clearer, she glances at the clock on her wall.

“Six-thirty? Jeez, how long was I out for?” she grumbled. She pulls off her pajamas and switches to her casual outfit, mostly because it was easier to get on than her SEED uniform. Her stomach rumbles. Knowing she doesn’t have the energy to cook, she makes a snap decision to head down to Lackadaisy to get dinner. She slips on her shoes and heads down the wooden stairs to the main floor.

To her surprise, she sees Martin sitting at one of the chairs near the exit, staring at Saint Eliza suspiciously.

“Hey Martin!”

He looks up, startled. “Hey, finally.”

She gives him a confused look.

“I’ve been here for a bit.”

“Why?”

“Cecil wanted me to pass along a request. He said it was too urgent to just put it on the request board,” he explains.

“Oh, okay. I was gonna head down to Lackadaisy for dinner; want to join me so we can discuss it?” She inquires.

“Why not?”

“Let’s go then.”

At Lackadaisy, it is the peak of the dinner rush. Fuuka is at the counter taking orders as people come in.

“Bengao! Gaola taraunom?”

“Hmm. . .” Trixie hesitated. “I’ll have some shrimp sashimi.”

Fuuka nods.

“Dumplings.”

Fuuka nods again before hurrying off to give their orders to Elsje.

The duo sit down and start their discussion. After they wrap up their official business, the topic shifts.

“How long were you waiting?” Trixie asks.

“A few hours,” Martin answers.

“Oh my gosh, I am so sorry for making you wait that long. This is why Captain Livia and Scarlett usually take care of that.” She laughs.

“I don’t mind. Not like I had anything else to do.”

“Yeah, didn’t Darroch make you take a break because of your shoulder? Cecil told me when I saw him earlier. Speaking of, why didn’t he just tell me then?”

“He’s interesting like that.”

The two of them are finishing up their meals when Martin mentions, “Also, I thought I heard something crash up in your room while I was waiting.”

“Huh. You’d think something like that would wake me up from my impromptu nap. Let’s go take a look at that real quick. The only other thing I have in my schedule is to go to the beach and go stargazing, so I can definitely spare some time, haha.”

The pair give their thanks to Fuuka and Elsje as they head out, the sun starting to lower under the horizon.

Back at the Silo, Trixie leads Martin up the side entrance to her room. He hesitates; this is the moment he realises he would have to reveal he was in her room while she was asleep.

He tries to bring it up before she enters, but his voice comes out a stutter.

“Hm?” She pauses.

“Uh. . . I came up to your room to see what happened,” he spits out, his face heating up.

“Okay,” she says. “What happened?”

“There was a book on the floor and a spilt drink. I cleaned it up.” His face is redder than a strawberry.

“Okay. Thanks for that.” She smiles. “Guess that means we don’t have to take a look if it’s all been dealt with.”

“I guess.” He hides his face.

“Wanna join me at the beach?”

“Not like I have anything else to do.”

The beach is unusually empty for this time of day. Off in the distance, two figures can be seen, but they are too far away to bother the duo.

Trixie sits down in the sand, only bothering to take off her shoes and dig her toes into the warm sand. Martin joins her, removing his headpiece and shaking his head to mess up his hair.

“Aren’t the stars pretty?” Trixie asks. Martin says nothing, listening to the methodical sounds of the waves splashing against the shore.

Trixie readjusts herself so she's leaning on one arm and uses the other one to draw a small doodle in the sand. Martin watches.

“What were you doing before you fell asleep?” He inquires, turning his gaze to the stars spattered against the dark sky.

“Okay, so this is going to sound weird,” she starts. “But basically, you know how I have amnesia? Well, for me that means I can’t remember my childhood. But through a book I found out about this thing where you put yourself into the headspace of a child for like. . . coping reasons. So I’ve been doing that to sort of relive my childhood. Apparently the milk put me to sleep though.” Now it is Trixie’s turn to turn red from embarrassment.

Martin pauses. “. . . Okay.”

“Is that all you’re going to say?”

“What else is there to say?”

“Fair. But, uh . . .” her voice wavers. “I’m kind of feeling like I’m slipping back into that headspace again; is that alright?”

“Sure.”

“Thanks. I feel safe near you.”

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So uh yea i have a writing blog now and i have literally no idea how to format this