Hello - i'm a mestiza peruvian, 21+ year old bisexual cis woman (she/her) who can be reached in the following places:
GothLoli on ao3
GothitaLolita on twitter
GothicDolores here on tumblr
GothicDolores on blsky
these are all the places you can find me in terms of fanfiction, and specifically fanfiction. My ao3 is listed at the top of my blog and contains both my old pseud and my current pseud - all public for you to peruse, as it always has been.
I occasionally indulge in Dead Dove, simply mind the tags and filter out my library accordingly, as it's mixed in with my usual work!
I used to take requests, but they were mostly for small ships or niche tropes, if I happen to write for something you enjoy, I might say yes but i am not a request blog, so no promises - i just yap about my ships here on tumblr
I am very liberal with the block button - i do not debate people, i do not entertain slurs or real life criminal accusations over fiction. You only have to say something weird around me or to me ONCE, and you are gone from my internet experience. I have no interest in "defending" myself or giving whatever else attention you are seeking. You are talking to yourselves, as i have repeated time and time again. I don't know what it is your saying or doing, but good luck with that. or sorry it happened to you.
i'm MOVING alot of my old works off of FFnet, where you can find them unedited and in their original state. You will occasionally see me post decades old fics! sometimes i throw a fresh coat of paint over them. But I will always specify when i wrote them, as some are so old i was still in grade-school, if you can imagine.
All my NEW wips include:
Dear Maria Count Me In: Shadria-centric found family fic. updating semi-regularly again
Icarus to your Certainty: My current DD:DNE. Last chapter pending.
All You Have To Do Is Sing: Updating regularly! The Lullaby Arc is underway
these are LONG TERM wips! If you see me post an old fic or a new one-shot no you didn't it's just where my muse diverted me atm
WIP list will be updated as fics wrap up.
Edit: can’t believe this has to be said but THIS IS MY ONLY FANFIC BLOG I HAVE NO SECONDARY SOCIAL MEDIA ACCOUNTS BEYOND THE ONES LISTED ABOVE AND ANYONE CLAIMING TO BE ME IS NEITHER MY FRIEND, FOLLOWER, NOR EVEN A COMPETENT CYBER STALKER
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“So what does aket actually wear all day you spend a lot of time describing her clothing -“
Because she’s wearing couture. She’s wearing high fashion. Do you realize there’s Yautja who stay up all night just to make her something to wear in the morning? No she’s not just wearing leathers and hides she’s wearing LIVE INSECTS, she’s got GIANT FLORA on her body, plucked that morning. She’s got GEMS encrusted into her rib cage mined from a planet that is only accessible once every hundred years. Pearls from ocean planets constantly storming. Silk weaved by the most dangerous worms in the galaxy. SHES WEARING COUTURE. “Oh surely you mean fishnets and” NO BITCH I MEAN SUETE RAIDED THE MET AND GAVE IT TO HER AS A PRESENT CUZ SHE WAS MAD AT HIM FOR SIX HOURS she has a dubloon dress! Yknow what I’m saying?? She as a dress made out of GOLD COINS she only wears to the beach! She’s has crowns from royalty you’ve never heard from. Lost princess broches and rings from empresses. Sometimes when he’s feeling sappy, Suete will even will grind the finest ivory ripped from the most elegant bones of the fiercest of beast into dust and paint Aket’s nails with it bc he’s a freak and a weirdo and insists he wants to do something nice for her but really he likes the iridescent shine it gives her absurdly well kept nails and he wants everyone to see how long and healthy they bc that means he keeps her healthy and strong and adored
YOU BETCHA this gives me an excuse to talk about MORE YAUTJA FASHION:
HAIR FASHION
I sort of have this idea for the Old Man Dek fic i'm still working on where Thia pokes fun at the fact that she dyes Dek's hair so it's not entirely white like njohrr's was (i also like the headcanon i see some artists do where njohrr's white hair isn't due to his age, but that he always had it, i'mma use that for a thing soon) - I also have Na'ji, who's Ten'tatta's city girlfriend, dye her hair unrealistically blue on purpose, because it makes her look more intense/attractive
We're already used to seeing yautja with their hair up, not just for dek but in general across the comics/games, but i certainly think they can also do things like curl/dye and even CUT their tresses if they really want to!
I have this OC for my fic Sing who can't grow her hair out and has a very short bob (as a sort of genetic thing rather than a choice) - usually this works for her because she's a medic and it doesn't get in her way, but when she's attending ceremonies, she actually puts extensions in FROM the base where it ends, as opposed to from her scalp
I feel it's very favorable to have long, lush tendrils in Yautja culture, so many try to make their hair look bigger/longer in general, though it largely depends on where the yautja hails from if thinner or thicker locks are more in fashion
Take Kwei and Dek's clan for instance! they seem to have thinner keratin, so it might be easier for them to curl it tight during special holidays, giving them a more alluring image (i really like curled yautja tresses arejgnaekrjg)
I like to think that the reason why Dek's clan is given soooo many passes for their, ahem, new unorthodox ways and adopting "prey," human children, into their ranks is because of Bud and all the Kalisk pups that are born after her. Kalisk Riders are powerful and extremely difficult to kill. Nobody wants beef with Njohrr's youngest son, who now rides the most deadliest creature in the galaxy, nor do they want beef with Dek's vicious little mate.
oh DEFINATELY!
Bud is a major deterrent not only because she and her children are unkillable, but due to the sheer LOYALTY they exhibit to Dek and Thia (to say nothing of bud's adopted siblings)
Kalisks arent mindless beasts after all, and once Bud grows up she's very imposing, but her younger kids are small and VERY clever. the Yautja of other clans learn to be weary of these ape-like juveniles who cling to the backs of the human kids, they WILL lung and bite and reap all manner of havoc if any of their squishy family members are threatened. they can be seen in the rafters and running around freely all over Dek's clan, helping out or making mischief.
those who view the kalisks as mere mounts are in for a RUDE ass awakening if they happen across dek's clan. some of the older kalisk teens work directly with thia, and they have a reputation for snatching up spies and intruders and dragging them to her ~secret lab~
In your au, where Dek becomes the leader of his clan... How did he feel afterwards? Joy? Relief? Grim acceptance? I like to think that, as a kid, he would secretly watch his father rule and would often fantasize about how he would have handled certain situations in his father's stead. Now that his wildest dreams have come true, he has to work extra hard to guide his clan into a new age and hold on tight to his earned seat. There's also the glaringly LOUD elephant in the room that is his synthetic mate, and the difficulties she'll face proving herself for a proper sisterhood, but he has faith that Thia will prevail. Just work, work, work, work, and more work... but he's up to the task. First things first, annihilate his father's most supportive lackeys and feed their remains to Bud.
Just Dek thinking about his current situation and making plans FAST.
When it comes to my Clan Leader Dek AUs, i always wanna add an outlying situation that makes it so he actively needs/WANTS to be clan leader
In the actual movie, i truly believe Dek was perfectly happy with killing njohrr, avenging kwei and peacing-out from yautja prime forever cuz thia and bud are HIS clan and he doesnt need that noise BYE
.....BUT since the movie ends in the mama cliffhanger, i wonder if that's an option Dan also is thinking about. That this little family has the potential for large-scale change, and so wants to leave it open-ended in that regard heuheuheu
If i make so Kwei is alive and needs help, Dek is the only one who cares enough about him to essentially sacrifice his "freedom" in order to ensure his (and by extension thia and bud's) survival on the planet.
I also agree that as a child, Dek might've dreamed of having such a lofty position and making decrees that often disagreed with what his father did, but as he grew up, he believed this was an option less and less, and merely clung to the idea that he could be a good hunter if he couldn't be a clan leader
BUT when it's presented to him post-badlands, i feel dek is more a reluctant leader, which is what makes him such a good one! He KNOWS that things will be hard, and that no one actually believes in him outside his lil clan of three, so he makes himself tough and thinks on his feet yes yes
he very much raises to the occasion once he's actually on the throne, and throws himself into the work far more quickly and better than even thia (and perhaps kwei) thought he might! everyone else sort of has to keep up with him
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Atreus’s father does not return from his stay at Valhalla. But this younger, fiercer version of Kratos, plucked at the height of his troubled past, emerges in his stead.
And he…can’t seem to keep his paws off of Atreus. No matter how hard the boy tries to dissuade him.
Atreus was half way across the world when Angrboda had frantically sent him an urgent message through the dreamscape. Giant magic being what it was, it took him all of half a minute for him to leap from where he’d been to back home in Midgard. Surrounded by the anxious faces of his friends and family. Well, what amounted to who he considered his family.
His father was stuck in Valhalla.
Or at least. That’s what Mimir suspected. And not because Kratos had wanted to stay - which would’ve been his right, given the parameters of the realm, as much as it would have pained Atreus to come home to his father gone, gone.
But that wasn’t the case.
One moment, Mimir had been with Kratos. Sitting on a broken throne and sharing a comfortable silence with his brother in arms as he took a long deserved rest.
The next -
The next moment. HE had been siting next to Mimir. Outside the walls of Valhalla. To the confusion and increasing horror of everyone encamped outside the shore.
A version of the man who would become his Father.
The younger version of his Father.
The Ghost of Sparta.
“How did this happen?”
Atreus was currently surrounded by his once and always closest companions. Cramped inside his childhood home.
Angrboda, who had brought him back, curled into herself as she sat atop his bed. Mimir was beside her, worrying at his pipe. Freya was on the other side of the small space while Tyr - the REAL Tyr, who he hadn’t even had a moment to converse with - lingered just beside the door.
The Valkyries were outside, surrounding who had once been his father - who would be - his father?
Tyr had insisted they trust their capacity, their warriors spirit, and while he was at attention, he felt he was needed more inside, mediating the small group in this trying time.
As Atreus got up to speed.
He had not expected. In a millions years. That he would come home to find a younger version of his Father corralled and detained, surrounded by his own friends, snarling and biting at who he once viewed as allies.
His father - or a man who looked so much like him, had locked eyes with Atreus. Had watched him scream and yell at the Valkyries - at Freya - his bow drawn up in a frantic and desperate attempt to save who he had thought at a glance had been his Father, betrayed.
They had all sworn on their very lives that Kratos had been in a rage spiral that rivaled any they had ever seen before.
But by the time Atreus had broken through the barricade of bodies, intent on defending the man at the center of it, Kratos - his father - the person he quickly slid next to in order to protect -
That Kratos. Had stopped mid fight.
Perplexed, perhaps, at this seemingly inocuos young man who had the audacity to stand beside him and fight for him.
“Who are you?”
A voice so close to being like his father’s had asked.
It was only then that Atreus had turned to properly look at him. And realize.
That this man was not his father.
He was outside the cabin now. Docile. But something about him betrayed a sense that he was simply humoring his captors. That that Kratos was merely biding his time. Waiting for answers of his own.
Answers that Atreus was intent on finding out.
It was Freya who stepped forward, “Atreus - after you left on your journey, Valhalla…invited, your father in her halls. And it was - fine - for a while.”
“Fucking therapeutic, even,” Mimir piped up, hoping to be helpful.
“But,” Freya continued, looking rather perplexed, “something…strange happened. As if - well, usually, if Kratos failed a challenge or fell in battle within Valhalla, he and Mimir would simply…appear on the shore, and we would be waiting for them. However -“
She bit her lip.
Atreus tried to search her body language for any type of clue, “What? What happened?”
Tyr spoke now, noting Freya’s hesitance, smooth and sure, “Usually, Kratos would engage in a brief spar with me, a means to work through a specific…grievance, he wished to address.“
“…makes sense,” Atreus conceded. His father has always been more hands-on than introspective. Be motioned for Tyr to continue.
“As Freya said, Kratos would either be bested and be sent back, or I would be the one to yield. This time, I saw him through the doors of Valhalla, and I believe whatever he found on the other side has to do with this strange occurrence.”
He looked toward Mimir, then, who furrowed his brow, “I can’t account for what he might’ve seen on the other side, by the time I manifested back on yer dad’s belt, everything felt on the level. There was a worn down throne at the center of the room, and your father had himself a rest on it…but between one blink and the next, I found myself on the shore…with one very pissed off, and might I add young, Ghost of Sparta crawling around and looking to kick me across the ocean!”
Which left Atreus with no more answer than when he started, “So it had to be something between when Tyr saw him last and when you saw him, Mimir.”
“Sounds about the jest of it, ye.”
He nodded, though it felt meaningless, “So…I guess it’s time we ask…HIM…if he knows what’s going on.”
“Do you think it safe, Tyr?” Freya asked the other God, something that rather annoyed Atreus, “We could barely hold him down, and that was before Atreus came in and started fighting on his side.”
She glanced back at him, which caused Atreus to bristle. All Angrboda has managed to say to him had been that something had happened to his father, before he had rushed to aid him in whatever had happened.
Tyr, for his part, appeared to note Atreus’s feelings, “I believe that something about his son must resonate with this version of Kratos - he clearly changed in demeanor when Atreus arrived, and it might be another way Valhalla is attempting to help Kratos work through something he had repressed.”
“Repressed?” Atreus asked.
Mimir spoke again, “Ya. Your father was wrestling with some rather impressive demons, after you left, and Valhalla helped him face rather revealing truths about his past he had never considered before.”
He frowned, “Maybe I shouldn’t have left so soon -“
“No, Atreus,” this time, Freya stepped forward, gently placing a hand at the back of his neck, as she had once done when he had been a small and scared boy, “This isn’t on you. And your father was at peace with you going on your own journey.”
Again, he felt a bit frustrated at her words. He knew Kratos had been accepting. Supportive. He was there when it happened. They talked about it. So why did it feel like he was being infantilized, regardless?
“I’m going to talk to - him,” Atreus said, at length, stepping out of Freya’s embrace, “Alone.”
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I'm a little hesitant to say because someone might take this the wrong way, but being a synth, Thia doesn't get burnt out or stressed as much when she's mothering her babies. She still has to power down at night, and the kids aren't allowed to approach her with certain liquids or play with her too roughly because there's a risk of causing internal damage (impossible for human pups...but Yautja pups are stronger than they look), but Thia can keep up with her babies perfectly fine. Sure, Dek, Kwei, and Bud have to rest or catch their breath after dealing with the little hellions, but Thia still has so much energy to play, teach, and protect her precious darlings.
Am not saying that motherhood is easier for Thia. There's still so much about child-rearing that not even certain parts of Thia's programming prepared her for. She just doesn't get pooped out as much. She can literally re-enact a dance from Swan Lake across a minefield of toys without stepping on a single one while the baby is snoozing away in its crib. Poor Dek just ends up stepping on a loud ass toy and accidentally wakes up the baby lol.
and i think that's a good way to balance it!
Thia can do everything perfectly and have 4 out of 5 kids down for a nap and yet Dek will sneeze too loud and wake the whole nursery lsfejgnlaekrgnalerkgn - and no! she doesn't get tired but she DOES get irked by outside forces lmao
at the end of the day, her children are organic, same as their daddy and uncle and sister bud. They sure do know how to surprise her! and it's common for her to over-rely on her research/what her programming tells her is optimal, to the point that her getting "tired" would be more of her feeling frustrated with herself that she can't predict how best to raise her kids (what parent does lol) and needing a break.
in a way, motherhood humanizes her in different ways than falling in love did. She's GREAT, and she's always around and ready to be there for her babies, but there will still be times that Dek takes a bundle form her arms, tells her to go recharge, and that he will handle it for a while
Thia doesn't realize it until she wakes up form those hibernations that even synths have to roll with the punches when it comes to kids!
Thia quietly asking Dek if it's okay to be covered from head to toe in jewelry, only for Dek to stare at her like O_o "Woman, if I didn't want you wearing these, I wouldn't be showing them to you, and having you try them out. Now, come up here and try these on." Like, the moment he got done beating the tar out of his father, Dek was already making plans to pick out the best necklace that would bring out the color of Thia's big eyes...maybe a few golden anklets to complement her delicate ankles, or maybe a silver-string outfit that'll draw attention to her shapely breasts and hips. By the time he's finished, Thia is legit glittering so brightly, Kwei has to cover his eyes while Bud is tipping over the half-filled treasure chest to paw around the gems, gnawing on a bejeweled spinal cord xD
dek has to explain to her that yautja high society is 60% looking the part, 20% faking it till your making it, 15% actual skill and deeds and about 5% PR
Thia isn't USED to being the person who is glammed up. Synths are made for function, not fashion. If she's not proving she matters by DOING things, she's afraid she'll get "decommissioned" which in her life with dek more means that she'll become a useless hunk of junk
but the more she learns about Yautja society, the more she adapts it into her parameters. after all, thia can talk herself through any situation, why should pagentry be any different?
most Yautja in Dek's new peer circle are used to "trophy mates" anyway. it's very common for them to assume some high ranking clan leader or matriarch have a literal pretty THING to adore and lavish attention to and show off their wealth/influence on.
what they don't know is that Thia likes being a THING....she's the unnerving, non-organic beauty who does not need for any of this but indulges in it, once she's used to it. Dek has her dressed up like a jewel-encrusted knife.
I strongly believe that Kwei would be very proud of Dek that he finally has his own clan instead of staying in the clan under the regime of their cruel father. also he would be very proud of Dek for finding himself a -girlfriend- emotional support synth that can be useful when hunting.
I love your idea of Dek x Reader x Thia because Reader would be crushing so hard on Thia. After all, Thia is so terribly easy to love, and Dek loves them both equally and was a little worried that he would face the choice of having to give up Thia to be with Reader, but Reader is like, "Wait, what? No! I love her!!!" Cue declarations of love and cuddle piles and a very happy Yautja.
aoigjaer EXACTLY you get me!
like, as of writing the final part of Do You Love Her, the thing that flabbergasts Kwei about Thia is that she's VERY MUCH integrated into the dekreader relationship in a way that he absolutely refused to be, choosing instead to separate himself from the two entirely even though that made Dek feel like he was responsible for Kwei's unhappiness
THIA on the other hand?? the concept of Dek having a wife and KID back home, and doing literally EVERYTHING to get back to them, and yet and yet and yet HE COULD NOT LEAVE THIA BEHIND. the way the movie plays out in this AU is so!!! exciting to me!!
there's genuine affection there! Dek had every reason (very GOOD reasons!) to focus solely on returning home, but he risked it ALL to save Thia, how could she NOT have a crush on him?? which was very much hinted at in the final 2 chapters of Nothing Left to Prove.
Reader becomes the recipient of Thia's deep emotion as a result and well dang, WHO can not fall for Thia when she's being so ardent and helpful and keeps telling you how amazing you are and how much she admires you I NEED READER TO KISS THIA ON THE MOUTH
Both reader and dek just sort of.....cling to thia, and the angst of it all!! the mixed messages she's receiving! she's very much in the middle suffering between the two yet cannot leave them ahhh AHHHHH
....meanwhile Bud is just like i love my new family i got two moms, a lil sibling and a daddy what a nice life this is
the elephant in the room is a pretty blond synth named thia!
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