LaDS Characterization Appreciation Post. Things I Just Really Appreciate About The Writing For These

LaDS characterization appreciation post. Things I just really appreciate about the writing for these characters: Xavier: Characterized as an old man in young man's body. Wears orthopedic sneakers and old man sweaters. Texts like a Gen X or Boomer who never moved past the texting style of 2 decades ago. Constantly falling asleep like an old person. Pretends to be (or is) out of touch with literally everything. Zayne: Highly emotionally constipated over achiever. 100% a Millennial. Doesn't know the meaning of business casual. Texts as formally as he dresses. Put his entire personality into liking sweets and the MC. Has to pretend he doesn't like things or he runs the risk of showing Feelings. Probably needs to go to therapy and learn how to heal his inner child. Rafayel: Older Gen Z personality. Uses a lot of slang and sloppy formatting in his texting. Dresses "young" and "stylish" with a splash of "weird artist assassin shit." (Seriously, what's up with the back brace belts?) Fakes being social to cover up his misanthropy. Lowkey really depressed and has low self-esteem, pretends to have a big ego to hide this.

Sylus: Definitely an older Millennial personality. Tries to use slang periodically and fails like every time. (Saying "nice" after biting your hand, really?) Texts like a normal person, weirdly. His entire wardrobe is based off a billboard he saw when he first came to the N109 Zone. This makes me think he actually does not know how to pick his own wardrobe. His entire personality is loving weapons and MC. Bro needs to diversify his hobbies.

Can't wait to the fics that come out for these.

Lads Rafayel: Cuppy Cake | SFW

To anyone who says Rafayel has a cake, that he has an ass. I want you to know you're wrong.

Pairings: Rafayel x Reader Warnings: Rafayel Slander, Flat Ass, Cursing I think, Crack Fic Disclaimer: This is an original fan work for “Love and Deepspace”. Do not repost on other platforms or plagiarize. All characters shown in this fic is 18+.

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Rafayel

"Hey Raf," You said, walking over to the artist. For once he was standing by his canvas instead of sitting on the stool, working on a part that was higher up that needed a lot of detail. Rafayel let out a small hum as he turned to you.

"Need something?" He asked, already feeling a bit happy that you were the one trying to get his attention. Your eyes went from his face and slowly raked down his body until it landed on one particular asset that he was lacking in.

"Is it normal for Lemurian's to have a flat ass?" You asked after a moment. You watched in slow mo as Rafayel's brush stroke went down the canvas in his surprise. Instead of being mad about his painting, he turned to you with furrowed brows.

"My ass is not flat," he shot back at you. You looked down at his but again and let out a small hum.

"I mean…it's not a board…but like?" You walked over and cupped one of the cheeks. It did have the slightest jiggle to it, but you had seen far better asses in the past. Your hunting partner, Xavier, happened to have absolute cake in his pants.

"Did you really interrupt me to insult my ass?" Rafayel finally said with a sigh, swatting your hand away in the process.

"I'm not insulting it. I was just curious if that was a normal thing for Lemurians. Like you have a very…specific build." Rafayel was now fully turned to you, his arms crossing his chest which you were trying to look at now.

"What's that supposed to mean?" he said, already annoyed with your antics of the day.

"Like you've got massive honkers. Like H-cup tiddies that I want to hold in my hands. Just fucking fabulous habanbonkas. They're amazing boobs." You said and you watched as he slowly turned red, "But then you look at you ass and it's like…"

"Like…?" he said.

"Well it's not cake." It was a simply statement that had him glaring at you.

"I don't have…cake? Have you seen my ass?" Rafayel said, turning his body enough so you can look at it.

"Ya it's like…a cupcake at best. My lil cuppy cake boyfriend butt. It's cute." At your statement Rafayel let out an annoyed whine.

"It's not that small." he was now rubbing his ass and you shrugged.

"I was just wondering since it turns into like…a tail. And I ain't ever seen a fish with a massive booty before. Was thinking maybe it was common for Lemurians…but now that I think about it…Aunt Talia…" you were going to say something but Rafayel put a hand over your mouth.

"Do not talk about my Aunt's ass in front of me…wait were you checking her out?" His eyes were wide.

You tried speaking, but it was muffled by his hand. You licked his palm and he flinched away with a grimace, "How could I not? She's hot!"

"I can't believe you came into my art studio, on my island, to insult my ass, and tell me how you checked out my aunt." He murmured.

"You checked out Xavier when I introduced you two."

"I did not!"

"I can promise you, you were not looking respectfully in the slightest, Raf." he paused at your observation and pouted.

"Okay, maybe I did a little." He finally got out.

"Now see, he had cake. Bit it's fine, your tits are better. They bounce when you run." Rafayel went and covered his chest as soon as you said that.

"I feel objectified."

"As if you don't stare at my chest when I'm running." You called him out and he rolled his eyes.

"I still can't believe you'd say this to me." he muttered finally, only with a small hint of dejection in his voice.

"Awe, Raffie, don't be like that," you said as you wrapped your arms around his waist. Your head was placed between his chest as you looked at him with a smile, "I love you, flat ass and all."

"Stop calling it flat."

"Then start doing squats with me and building up that booty, babes." You laughed when you felt him hitting the back of your head.

"You're lucky I love you." he sighed.

"I love you too…now how do you plan on fixing your painting." you looked at the canvas and his eyes followed your gaze.

"I lied. I hate you."

"No you don't."

Zayne's Main Story Branch!

LOVE AND DEPRESSION IS BACK AGAIN

Angst? Dawnbreaker? Dying? Not ready for this!!

Sylus acted like he didn't care very much when his motorcycle got stolen but I have a feeling that he mobilized the entire organization to hunt it down the moment he realized it was gone

Because he has a picture of MC taped to his dash or a small trinket she gave him that dangles from one of his handles or something

The motorcycle doesn't really matter to him. He could always buy another one

But the gifts MC gave him? He wants those back no matter what

Happy mid autumn festival~🍁🍂🐇🥮

Now im craving for some mooncakes🤤🥮🥮🥮