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[PART TWO] - CLOSED
zuckonitkinkeme wrote in tsn_kinkmeme
THE SOCIAL NETWORK KINK MEME



ASK THE MODS * FAQ * DISCUSSION * RESEARCH * FILL LIST * PART ONE * PART ONE (OVERFLOW)


GENERAL RULES;


♥ post requests and responses in the comments to this post.
♥ be respectful.
♥ both a pairing/character AND a prompt/kink must be posted.
♥ one pairing/prompt per comment please.
♥ you are encouraged to try and write a prompt for every request you make.
♥ we are slash, femslash, het, three-and-moresomes etc. friendly. (we are even incest friendly what with some of our characters being twins and all...)
♥ no pairing bashing, OK? no need to wank over ships.
♥ long and short fics welcome. multiple responses encouraged!
♥ please try to refrain from saying 'seconded!' as much as possible.
♥ on RPF: Please disclaim that it is RPF, a work of fiction and in no way related to the actual actors/persons/etc. (i wouldn't even try and discourage RPF from this meme ;))
WARN FOR COMMON TRIGGERS, PLEASE




FORMAT OF PROMPTS;


♥ alphabetize pairings/threesomes/moresomes. (e.g. Eduardo/Mark/Sean etc.)
♥ put [RPF] before RPF prompts. (e.g. [RPF] Andrew/Jesse)
♥ for crossover prompts: "[Crossover], The Social Network Character(s)/Other Character(s), [Fandom]" (e.g. [Crossover], Eduardo/Columbus, [Zombieland])
♥ no "!" in pairings, only in descriptions. (e.g. Eduardo/Mark, FacebookCreator!Eduardo, CFO!Mark)
♥ anyone, everyone, no one? Use "Other." (e.g. Sean/Other)
♥ put [GEN] before GEN prompts.




FILLS;


♥ please don't embed. link to images/videos.
♥ no locked material. this includes communities, even if membership is open.
♥ fills can be posted anonymously or not.
♥ fills can be anything: fic, art, vid, fanmix, podfic, etc.
♥ all prompts are open to fills at all times, even if they have been filled in the past or are being currently filled by someone else. multiple fills are positively encouraged; if something appeals to you then do not be put off creating a new fill by the existence of a prior one.






[ARCHIVING]

[DELICIOUS]

[UNFILLED REQUESTS]

[FILLED REQUESTS]

[FLAT VIEW]


have fun!

THERE WILL BE UNMARKED SPOILERS. enter at your own risk! :D



PLEASE READ THE FOLLOWING;

i know you guys are enjoying this meme and i appreciate that but please can you put the SUBJECT HEADER on your prompt. you would REALLY be helping me out if you could do that. it just saves time for me when i'm trying to tag everything in delicious.

AND PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE DO NOT repost prompts from part one over here again. the delicious is around for people to find prompts they may not have already seen.
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FILL: In Grander Schemes Than This (14c/?)

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The first words he hears, clearly, are ”You’re not what I thought you’d be, you know,” and they resonate, permeate; Eduardo feels cold again, hot again, unsteady like he had that morning: a premonition and a flame in his gut, and he shudders as the phone slips with the sweat on his palm, as he falters and wonders where they are, these people; wonders if he should say something to the driver, say anything at all -- tries, for the hell of it, except his voice is gone, trumped by the hammer of his heart.

”Did he know then that you loved him?” and there’s a whimper in the background, broken, and something tells Eduardo that this isn’t a game, isn’t a prank, isn’t a mistake or a coincidence -- this is real, whatever it is, and it contorts, crosses vessels and veins in him and makes everything light, everything painful and distant, fuzzy at the edges but too fucking clear in the middle, at the heart of it, where it all comes together, where the focus burns true; something tells him that it’s not just a weary longing that never really died that makes that sound, that harsh little moan in the periphery something sacred, familiar -- something like heartbreak against his ear.

The car hits a hard bump in the road; he barely feels the impact. ”Does he know now?”

Even more than before, those words strike a chord, regardless of the context, regardless of what’s happening and who it’s happening to, regardless of the insane images, the half-connected thoughts that are racing through Eduardo’s head; and with hands shaking, heart pounding to the point of hysteria, to the point of lethality, to the point where he doesn’t even think about breathing -- he tries not to panic, tries not to jump to the conclusions that he’s already steeped in, already paid heed.

Shivering, frantic: Eduardo tries to steady his resolve, tries to listen, and make sense of something, anything -- all of it, or just a piece. He tries.

He nearly drops the goddamned phone when he hears the voice that comes out next.

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