|| Sexuality ||
Since it was asked about a few nights ago, I’ve made an actual headcanon for it (yaaay).
I’ve mentioned a few times that Dolcetto has a very low sex drive. He’s not easily aroused at all and has never had much of a desire to participate in sex to begin with.
He wasn’t involved in any romantic relations pre-War/Labs and quite honestly, he didn’t want to be. He considered his work on the farm and in the academy much more important than finding a significant other of any kind or ‘exploring’ that area. He really wasn’t even interested in it.
Dol is more than likely aesexual (or demisexual at most, but that might be pressing it). He still can—and does—have sex, he just doesn’t have the desire to do so, at least not very often. And he is capable of experiencing arousal just, again, not often and normally not enough to act on it.
He’s more than content being in a relationship without sex, preferring to simply spend time with his other, relax with them, cuddle with them, open up to them in ways he wouldn’t anyone else, spoil them with kisses, etc etc. Participating in sex, if and when he does, is more of an act of bonding and a show of trust and dedication, than it is for the physical pleasure.
|| Body Temperature ||
Like Martel, Dolcetto’s normal body temperature changed after his bonding process. However, while she lost heat and became almost as cold blooded as the reptiles she was bonded with, he gained heat.
Similar to most canines, Dol’s normal body temperature now is about 101°F (or 38°C ).
This makes Dublith summers a bit rough for him, even though he’s used to working long hours under the sun thanks to early life on the farm. In the winter, though, his extra body heat is something Martel’s grateful for, and the two will tend to huddle close quite often in the colder months when her jackets just aren’t doing enough.
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|| Hands ||
Dolcetto’s hands are very thick and rough-skinned, covered in callouses and old scars.
He started helping his dad around the farm almost as soon as he was capable of doing so. His hands had been bitten by animals, slammed in gates, scratched and scraped by moving wood and fixing fences, blistered from raking out pastures and moving wheel barrels, etc etc. He also developed a habit/hobby of climbing trees and whatever else he could with his siblings.
Days in the academy only added to this with drills and workouts and the like. The Labs were the cause of several puncture scars around the backs of his palms and his wrists; he also lost a few nails in the Labs, though they grew back over time.
Dol has exceptionally high pain tolerance in his hands and doesn’t seem at all phased continuing to work or be active if he cuts, burns, smashes or otherwise injures them. He’ll give the wound the attention it needs (wrap it, ice it, whatever) and then carry on doing what he was doing as though nothing happened.
He has a very firm, brisk handshake and if he does hold your hand for whatever the reason, he tends to keep a good enough grip around yours so that you know he’s there, but not so tight that you might feel uncomfortable. However, the only people he seems to hold hands with are Martel, Yin and once-she-starts-walking, Genevieve.
☼: Cooking Headcanon
Previously mentioned, Dol isn’t much of a cook anymore.
When he does, however, his meals are very simple and sometimes the flavors are a bit odd. He has drabbled in trying to use spices and other things that smell nice, thinking that maybe his sense of smell could be useful in that area, but it often backfires and ends up causing the flavors to mix or be uneven or something unpleasant like that.
But with his lack of drive to really try or correct anything about his cooking, he tends to just give up and either go for take out or ask Doc or Roy if they have leftovers from anything they previously made.
♒: Phobia Headcanon
I know I’ve previously touched on this one before, but I’m going to restate and add to it.
Dolcetto is terrified of the idea of being eaten.
It started with a more simple fear of being bitten. There were several subjects and experiments in the Labs who weren’t as lucky as he was. Who didn’t have the chance to retain their humanity immediately. Though, for a while, he was never exposed to them directly, he did witness several incidents where doctors were attacked and in some cases, killed. It wasn’t until one day when, during a vain attempt to escape, he was attacked through a cage by a failed experiment who took a large bite out of his calf. And just seconds after that, he watched Gluttony devour that experiment.
It didn’t take long for him to develop a deep rooted fear of the Labs’ “human” garbage disposal, or for a fear of just… being devoured by something. Anything.
☠: Drinking Headcanon
Compared to his fellow Nesties, Dolcetto actually isn’t that much of a drinker. He prefers to stay alert to his surroundings and believes that SOMEONE has to, so he takes that responsibility. Plus, he just isn’t one to drink for the sake of drinking.
He has been known to suddenly binge drink without much warning, in order to make sure that he’ll sleep full and heavy through the night once he eventually passes out. These episodes don’t happen often, but when they do… they’re… pretty bad. He wants to do anything he can to avoid being awake and alone with his thoughts for the entirety of the night.
☻: ‘Like’ headcanon
Being very reserved and content without conversation or interaction, Dolcetto enjoys people-watching and observation. He’s always been one to not speak unless spoken to when in larger groups of people, and instead spends his time listening. Since the bonding process, this has not only been much easier, but also… fairly unavoidable, as he can pick up a conversation whispered across the room without much problem at all.
He likes to be aware of his surroundings and the people around him. He likes to have an idea of their mood, their intentions and if they could be a potential threat. It may be a bit paranoid, but. He’d rather be safe than sorry. This ‘past time’ of his has almost turned into a self-assigned job, as he’s pretty much always on the alert and never seems relaxed when he’s around people other than his fellow Nesties.
♤: ‘Dislike’ Headcanon
Dolcetto isn’t very fond of most citrus fruits due to their strong smell. Oranges, lemons and limes, especially. They’ll start to burn his nose after a short period of time. Lemons can even gag him, as the strong smell will begin to affect his tastebuds.
Any fruits used in bar drinks have spent a precise amount of time soaked in water so their smells aren’t as pungent. Thank you, Doc, this is why we are bros.
☻: ‘Like’ headcanon
Dolcetto is very fond books and places with books, but not for reading. Places with books tend to be quiet. Relaxing. Sometimes they have cafes nearby and the coffee smells nice. Hell, even the books smell nice. For this reason, and if he has time, he enjoys lingering around bookshops, libraries, or anywhere where the ‘book atmosphere’ can be found.
If he existed in modern times, he’d probably escape to Barnes and Noble or his local library, just for the sake of slowing down and being in a peaceful environment.
♤: ‘Dislike’ Headcanon
He really hates flying insects. Not so much because they can annoy him by flying around his head or landing on his food (although, that definitely doesn’t help). Mostly because he can hear their wings.
Different bugs, of course, have varying pitches of wing-buzzing. Ones of the higher variety will begin to drive him nuts and he’ll become obsessed with tracking the damn thing down and killing it.
☼: Cooking Headcanon
Dol actually USED to be a pretty decent cook. Keyword here being ‘used’, of course. There were many days where his mother would need help preparing dinner and he would either give her a hand or do it himself, depending on how busy the farm’s activities for the day were. Though entirely self-made dinners were often very simple and nothing fancy to look at, they still tasted pretty good.
Since escaping the Labs, he seems to have lost any drive to rekindle his knowledge of cooking and has become rather reliant on Roy and/or Doc to take up that job. He still does an… okay job, if he finds himself having to do it, but he burns things regularly or forgets an ingredient or two.
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Height: 5’5” (165.1 cm)Eye Color: Unsaturated green
Hair Color: Chocolate brown
Sexual Orientation: Aesexual
Species: Chimera (German shepherd/human splice)Nationality: Amestrian/Aerugrian
Happy Weaknesses: Cuddling/lying around with Martel and Genevieve, sitting out in a downpour, most animals, gardening, berry-themed cobbler, tomatoes, having his temples scratched or his stomach rubbed by Martel
Fears: Needles, being eaten, Gluttony, failing or/and losing those he cares about, being alone for too long, loss of control, being the source of pain/a burden for those he loves
How sickly they are: Physically he’s alright, about as healthy as your average person, though he has to be more weary of weird allergies and sometimes unexplainable ‘down days’ where he feels like crap; mentally, very much so. He suffers from self-loathing and low self-worth and is prone to depression (constantly being the punchline of the Nest doesn’t exactly help any of these problems). He can be unreasonably hard on himself and has a knack for finding ways to blame himself for various events.
How often do they hurt themselves: Dolcetto doesn’t self-harm, but he has been known to have single nights where he drinks heavily to prevent himself from thinking too much and end up being awake and alone with his thoughts all night. He also tends to come home with stupid injuries after parkouring and free running around Dublith. And he almost always comes back from job runs for Greed with some kind of injury, anything from a minor sprain or cut to a bullet wound or more serious gash.
Relationship Status: Married to Martel
|| Foods to Love and Foods to Avoid ||
Dolcetto’s rather infamous for his love of cobbler, specifically berry-themed cobblers over peach or cherry. But he also holds a large fondness for tomatoes as he used to just go out and pluck them out of the garden and snack on them while he did work around the farm. He’ll still perform this behavior if there happen to be tomatoes in the Nest pantry.
Since being bonded with the dogs, he has developed a much larger appetite for meat and while he doesn’t eat all the time, he’ll very rarely turn down any offer of food.
Contrary to popular teasing/belief, Dolcetto did not gain an allergy to chocolate. Or not a deadly one, anyway, as he has found he can only eat it in smaller quantities before he starts to feel a bit sick to his stomach.
He DID, however, gain dangerous allergies to:
- grapes and raisins
- macadamia nuts
These allergies were something that was made… painfully clear in the Labs…
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|| Name ||
Dolcetto’s name literally translates to the Aegurian (Italian) phrase ‘sweet little one’.
He was born small, a bit of a runt, and for a while there was a fear that he wouldn’t make it. Thankfully, he took a turn for the better, and as a baby he was rather quiet and didn’t cry or fuss much, an exception being when he was passed on to someone he didn’t recognize as his parents.
His mother chose his name and would often just refer to him as her sweet little one as a term of endearment. The term was used a little less as he grew older, but she would still refer to him as such during more emotional moments.
His full name is Dolcetto Augustus Summerall, his middle name taken from his father.
Since being pronounced ‘dead’ to the country he has dropped his middle and last names entirely, and won’t use or acknowledge them when introducing himself at all. Martel and Roa only know his last name due to their past academy and military interactions.
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