Because we HAVE to stick to my branding if we're doing a oneshot book, right? Right! Hello everyone! My name is Evangeline Hisahoshi and I am here to bring you terrible stories as my contribution to this fandom! I personally call myself a Famder rat...
"You got the lighting perfect in this one! Luna is so adorable! She slays in this one! However, in the other three you have picked a really weird position of the sun. The glare kind of ruins the cast you were going for and some of the objects taken overlap too much, taking away their charm. I know how much you like constructive criticism so I thought you'd appreciate me giving you some."
Even more of a reason to simply adore Roman: he understands Logan and cares enough to know exactly what he likes. Logan took the three photos first, setting them aside on the coffee table. He then took the newest photo and placed it in the envelope. Only Polaroids that are worthy will be placed in his first photo album. Logan let a thought cross his mind. He hasn't experimented with taking photographs of humans yet. Maybe he could try capturing the essence of handsomeness residing within his significant other? Logan noticed that he was holding the ukulele in his hand. The sun came through the open curtains, hitting his hair and embracing the redness of his burnt skin. It also weaved around and revealed the white salt from the ocean becing remnant in his light birch hued locks. A Perfect Photo Op.
"Roman, stay still and pretend as though you're playing a song on your ukulele. I wish to capture this moment."
Roman gasped and squealed like a cute little piglet, an image you will never get out of your head Reader. Roman took a deep breath as Logan stood up and walked a good five footsteps away and centered himself in front of him. Roman looked down at his ukulele, hands overnight over a few strings as if he was actually going to play a tune. Logan did, in fact, believe he was going to. It made him curious to think what song was going through his mind as Logan was preparing to take a photo.
Logan realized he never done a "looking up" view photograph yet, so he bent on one knee and positioned the camera to look up at Roman's face. The sun's golden rays and a plot convenient ocean breeze through the open window swayed his hair. Before the breeze ended, Logan captured the moment with a press of a button on his baby blue Polaroid camera. The photograph printed out and the breeze ended. Roman broke out of his character immediately, extremely excited on how it came out. Logan shook it dry and looked at the photograph. It seemed to be perfection. Look out Arcadia Bay, Logan has talent to rival Max Caufield. Roman ran around to over over his shoulder, knowing that Logan would get listed his he touched it while it was wet. He began jumping and getting overly excited over how perfect the portrait picture Polaroid was. Also, we stan alliteration.
"Omigod LOGAN!!! That is SO GOOD!!! That is like picture PERFECTION!!! I can't believe you made me look so good while I'm redder than an apple! That one has to be saved for your portfolio! We're going to make the best album over the summer with your raw talent I'm so proud of you!"
Roman placed a big, wet kiss on the side of his cheek. Logan rolled his eyes, smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. Logan doesn't smile much, but the overwhelming praise and feeding his ego did feel pretty superb. It's made him forget about the gritty sand and sticky sweat his boyfriend left on his cheek. Logan picked up the envelope And placed the new photograph in there. Roman grabbed his Ukulele and strummed a chord. Perfect Segway into the question Logan was pondering before.
"Roman, as I know you always have a song in your head whenever you so much as hold an instrument, I am currently curious to know what song is running through your cognitive state?"
Roman simply grinned and played a single chord, the deeper octave gave Logan a small hint. Roman did not sing as normal. He waited for the gears to start revolving in Logan's brain. Logan, who is excellent at memorization and finds great pleasure in diciphering songs by their instrumentals, had no issues figuring out that the song he was playing was Fly Me To The Moon by Frank Sinatra. And when Roman knew Logan recognized it, he began singing along. Music filled the cabin and flooded out of the open window of the beach.
Today was a wonderful Summer day.
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It's raining where I live lol.
Okay, so there's a story how I came up with this. My mom knows that drawing jormally helps me relax and settle self esteem issues so she asked me to draw a pretty picture of a ukulele. It turned out like this:
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However I hated how it turned out with all the smudging in attempts to do shadows for the first time, like, Ever. And I know my mom loves charcoal. So I got the idea that it looked like a really bad photograph and I tried again, getting an idea to draw an owl. Here's the sketch of the story second drawing (which looks way better)
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Yes, undetailed as it may be (I add details in with markers) I still prefer it so far. The owl made me think of Logan's bird and the same kind of photograph aesthetic made me thing of Polaroid cameras. I haven't done a Logince in a while so I wrote it after sketching. My asthma was acting up so I couldn't use sharpies for a good hour or two. So yeah, that's the story.
My advice for y'all is to just find something to inspire you. For me, listening to songs an story just drawing random crap does. I was listening to the cover above to help inspire me to draw, which inspired me to write. Whatever inspires you to keep going, embrace it. Like my mom does inspire me, like art and music inspires me, just let yourself be inspired. Meter try to force or surpress it. That just makes you end up hurting yourself.
