Original ask: "u know i gotta hear those soft sloane hcs my good friend (if you want to!!)"
Listen I'm convinced Sloane is a massive softie despite her best efforts and I am always keen to expose her for that.
-what they smell like: Dusty leather, mostly. Pre-canon, you'll occasionally get the scent of hot street food mixed in with that, too--she's sometimes-broke and not one to cook for herself much and likes to patronize independent vendors.
-what their favorite smells in the world are: The smell of night, you know what I mean? The smell of when you get far enough outside a populated area at night and the air is so clean that you smell things in it you never noticed before. She takes a lot of drives into the deep desert, is what I'm saying. (She used to really enjoy floral scents, too, but they became pretty ubiquitous after she became a dryad.)
-what pajamas they wear/what they wear to sleep in: T-shirt and shorts, honestly. Nothing too complicated.
-my favorite ship (if applicable) and a cute headcanon about them: So like I think entirely too much about elves and half-elves doing that soft-blink thing that cats do when they're happy. Sloane isn't especially demonstrative most of the time, so she really only does this when she forgets herself, and of course only around Hurley. The first time Hurley sees this is one time when they fell asleep around dawn after pulling an all-nighter in the garage. They woke up facing each other on the shitty mattress on the floor they brought in just for such occasions, and the very first thing Sloane, still groggy, did after opening her eyes is look right at Hurley and just gaze for a minute before giving her that slow blink and a little smile. Hurley just about died on the spot, and, because I imagine that at this point they were in a weird in-between "so are we actually dating or nah?" phase in their relationship, she had to physically restrain herself from just making out with Sloane then and there.
-my favorite friendship (if applicable) and a cute headcanon about them: I'm aware that it's got basically no basis in canon but I desperately need Angus to be Sloane's unofficial adopted nephew. I'm confident that Angus researched the Raven on his own time (more out of his own curiosity than his aiming to catch her, since his priority is hunting dangerous people). So when they meet post-canon, he, starry-eyed, is able to rattle off a bunch of facts about her exploits than not even the newspapers reported. She's equal parts jarred and kind of flattered, and Sloane (along with Hurley) likes kids anyway, especially very smart kids who are interested in learning to build things. He ends up liking to spend time around the garage and the track. Sloane makes him his own racing mask.
-a song that reminds me of them: "Sky Full Of Song" by Florence + the Machine has already been brought up on this blog before, but it bears repeating. Also "Racing In The Street" by Bruce Springsteen, for obvious reasons.
-what animal I think they would be if they were an animal: I mean, obviously she believes she'd be a raven, and I think that's pretty accurate, but I also like associating her with another common urban "pest," the coyote. Adaptable, reclusive thieves who are sometimes solitary but also sometimes found in very tight-knit pairs or families...
-what position they sleep in: She sprawls all over the bed in her sleep and often doesn't leave enough room for poor Hurley, although she doesn't mean to. She's also a somewhat deep sleeper, so when Hurley tries to shove her out of the way in bed, she'll often only sigh in her sleep and slightly shift position and squeeze Hurley right up against her like a teddy bear. Not that Hurley minds the last part so much.
-their favorite drink: Whisky, babey!!! She's a gal with simple needs.
-a gift I would give them if I could: Just. A really good blanket tbh. She's cuddly. I feel it in my bones. Thank you for this I love her.
