I love the Wolf 359 fandom SO MUCH because it’s so niche and it’s been pretty inactive for the longest time, and yet the 5/6 people perpetually active in it are loud af.
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As revealed by Joseph Tringali in the Drawn to Life: For All Discord server, one of the earliest pitches of a third Drawn to Life game appears above. Nothing is known about this pitch aside from the information revealed in this picture, summarized below.
Mike is awake from his coma and is friends with Alana and Nolan (pictured on the far left). The three of them are interested in some kind of scene art, which may or may not the art seen below that was involved in a pitch.
Alana may have ended up inspiring the character of Aly in Drawn to Life: Two Realms, while Nolan does not seem to have influenced a character in the final game.
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Beach Love: "Glasses and Missy" at Komodo Island
(FCs:
Sloane Washington: Nelly Muse
Alana Kusuma: Marion Jola)
So I've always had it in my mind that in both my poly!MCs-verses esp, Sloane and Alana begin to date at some point. I really liked the vibes I got from them in canon, so it's always been on my mind to pair them up. I feel like Sloane would get together with Khaan and Alana at least in every universe of mine, but at different times and with a different set of circumstances (in two of those universes Alana is involved with my polyam!MCs - Basil and Hawthorne - as well)
I envision that for their fifth year as a couple, Alana takes Sloane to Indonesia for a holiday. It's actually part of a group trip, but Alana wanted to treat her to something special and brought her there early.
Alana's not very keen on stuff that seems to indicate commitment tbh, so her doing this for Sloane is a pretty big deal. A few small hcs I have about this holiday:
• They binge out on bakso (meatballs!) and grilled corn
• Both love collecting seashells. Alana likes the worm snail and conch type, Sloane loves the scallop style and horse conch. Also colourful helmet shells.
• Sloane has gone snorkeling with the MC before (Basil gets her a pearl, Hawthorne gets her a seashell), but this time Alana and Sloane go river rafting. It's terrifying and exhilarating at the same time - but Sloane can always trust Alana to get her to push herself without feeling unsafe.
• They love watching the sunset together.
• Sloane has phases where she loves the beach, and where she isn't at all into it (sensory issues), but this holiday fortunately happens at a point when she's absolutely down for it.
• Sloane develops a taste for Arak Bali during her stay. She takes a bottle home.
• Did they do any skinny dipping? Yes they did, though Sloane did think a thousand times before taking that plunge. Nadia was so proud 😄
Tagging @sloanewashingtonappreciationweek and @sazanes for SWAW Day 4: Happy Valentine's Day!
Tagging @choicespride for the Valentine's Day event:
Book: Perfect Match
Pairing: Sloane Washington (bi) x Alana Kusuma (pan)
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i do find it amusing that there are so many fics out there where will falls in love with hannibal (or has at least been hooking up with him) and then finds out he's the ripper + is screaming crying throwing up over it when like. that is quite literally what alana went through in canon. like we did Did see someone experience that
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location: marina hospital
for: @laughstrack
A memory: going in for a first kiss and promptly having their head pushed down, instead, AJ's defiant smile. When he told everyone they'd been toothy, a biter, Nyla asked him why; just that, why? It was supposed to be their first kiss. Mean something. They loved him more than anything, so why? C'mon, I was just fucking around. You like shit messy, anyway. They agreed, at the time, even if they didn't mean it. But there, drifting through the hospital corridors, ghostly as a child donning a white bedsheet come Halloween night, crisp leaf waving from their hair like a sad little hand, that was what they thought about. You like shit messy, anyway. Mido, that night on the beach, how stupid they'd been to kiss him, stupider still to run; Mido, sleeping with angels in a hospital bed, wisps of starlight invisible to anyone but Nyla floating above his eyelids, waiting to feast on the sparkle that hid beneath. Nyla held a lone daffodil in both hands as they approached Jules at his bedside. Gently set it resting onto Jules' lap. Thought she could do with some sunshine, perhaps, even if it'd been pressed and dimmed to form petals. "Pretty, when he sleeps." Lips parting, wordlessly sounding syllables, fish-like, Nyla blinked their saucepan pupils to find Jules, watched how her face glowed soft as candlelight with spirits unseen, their dad's whimsically smiled approval. "Eyelashes... He's our pretty giraffe."
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