April catch all!
Who: Raleigh Becket, Min-Gi Park, Bolin and you!
What: Sometimes maybe good, sometimes maybe bad.
When: All gosh dang diggity month long.
Where: No.
Content Warnings: TBA

Prompts added as they come. Ping me if you want something. If you know what's up, post your starter in here.
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Then...we were a meteor shower, right? We fell together, in the same place.
[He likes that thought so much. There hasn't been a single second, all the way back as far as the Big Bang, where they weren't supposed to be together. They were falling stars, destinies intertwined.
Instead of saying all of that directly, he leans up a little to catch Min's lips in a gentle, loving kiss. Soft and sweet - just like he promised he'd be. Eventually he breaks it slightly, but he doesn't take his face away from Min's. He just whispers.]
...It sounds like a song.
[He's not about to work on it now, not when it would mean getting up and disrupting this moment, but he wants to put that thought into the air. It could be a song, and it could be a really good song. Everything about the concept of it makes Ryan's heart want to sing.]
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A nice, warm little though to curl around his fingers in the middle of the night, watching the stars from his window and wishing for the world to hurry up and change. Maybe wishing he could hurry up and change.
For better or worse.
But this is better. Way better. And hearing Ryan find, cradle, and appreciate the same beauty of the sentiment is warm and perfect and exactly what he wanted to happen.]
It does. Mmm... we should work on that.
Not now, but you know. We should.
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No, not now. But we should.
[He loves that warm thought, that idea of two stars falling at once to be together. He loves it almost as much as Min himself.]
It'll be a good one. The best love song ever sung.
[High praise for a song that doesn't exist yet, but he means every word. Their soulmate song will blow all the other ballads out of the water.
Ryan smiles though, all sentimental mischief.]
I won't even try to sneak 'cephalopod' in it, promise.
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He snorts.]
Aw. That's so considerate. I appreciate your sacrifice.
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[He's playing it up for dramatics, with a big theatrical sigh, but he doesn't mean it. If he did he wouldn't be snuggling into Min like this.]
Buuuuut I love you so much that I can give it up, just for you.