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It's Complicated: But sexy!

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IMPORTANT: please DO NOT post prompts about any non-public people as part of a prompt. for example: randi zuckerberg is fine as she is a public figure both on the internet and on facebook itself. priscilla chan is NOT as she is not a public figure.

if you're in doubt, please message the mod or leave a comment in the discussion post.

♥ 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 ;))


♥ alphabetize pairings/threesomes/moresomes. (e.g. Eduardo/Mark/Sean etc.)
♥ put [RPF] before RPF prompts. (e.g. [RPF] Andrew/Jesse)
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have fun!

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


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 parts one, two or three over here again. the delicious is around for people to find prompts they may not have already seen.

i know i'm lost -- 25a/?

Eduardo rolled into Mark as they walked down the street towards the hotel. He had bought Mark a shirt but he’d gotten the clothes put in a bag and had shoved them into the surprisingly deep pockets of his goldenrod cords. Eduardo had gotten a bit of a buzz when he was in the merch line – the drummer from the opener had been smoking close to the line, obviously looking for the night’s hookup. He had eyed Eduardo, but he had been kind of distracted because the last time he left Mark alone, he had intimidated Chris into a corner. He was kind of worried.

Then those girls had hung all over Mark, and Eduardo had been a little jealous until Mark had clung onto him like a book bag and demanded the girl take a picture of the two of them, and the glint in Mark’s eyes said to Eduardo he was excited to be here with Eduardo, excited to be seen with him. After the girl had squeaked out that she’d add them on Facebook, Mark had hooked a hand around Eduardo’s waist and pulled them away, pushing Eduardo against the wall and maybe they had made out for a while, maybe those girls had gotten a shot of that, and maybe Mark had ran a hand over Eduardo’s ass and it had gotten some giggles out of Eduardo.
But it was close to midnight, and the air was getting cold, and Mark was very warm, shuffling down the streets of New York City, and Eduardo enjoyed this. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew they wouldn’t have sex tonight, but this cuddling, this warmth, this Mark, this was enough for Eduardo.


Once they had gotten up to the hotel room, Mark had begun stripping as Eduardo went to take the makeup off of his face, and after clearing off his face, he came back to find Mark dead to the world, snoring in his boxers. It made Eduardo laugh, how innocent Mark could look while asleep. Eduardo shucked his pants and shirt and climbed in next to Mark, who felt his body head and snuck closer and closer to Eduardo, eventually finding the crook of his collarbone and making it his home.

“Good night, Mark.” Eduardo said into Mark’s hair.

“Night, Wardo. Love you.” And with that, Mark was openly snoring, leaving Eduardo to contemplate and silently freak out on what this meant.
His phone buzzed seconds after that.

lol I know you and Mark are like sexing right now or whatever but dude I kissed Dustin.
No, Mark told me he loved me and then passed out on my arm. I’m not sure if he’s tired or if he meant it.
SHIT. Do you think it was real?
idk idk. Anyway, how was kissing Dustin?
AWESOMELY AWESOME. I danced when I got inside. You coming home tomorrow?
yeah. Mark took me on a tour of Columbia today – it was cool.
sweet. I’ll be seeing you tomorrow then?
yeah. I won’t tell Mark you deflowered his best friend
fuck you.

It took Eduardo a minute to fall asleep, his mind reeling with the day’s events. He guess he never noticed how proud Mark was of having him as his boyfriend, but it was pretty obvious that Mark did love him, even if Mark wasn’t actually aware of that. Maybe Eduardo would bring it up tomorrow, he sighed as he closed his eyes.


The alarm came too early, and as Eduardo rolled over, Mark popped out of bed, suddenly aware that his face was very itchy. Pulling himself out of bed, he realized he still had that makeup all over himself and decided a shower and scrubbing his face with soap would work.

Somewhere in between getting the makeup off and putting the shampoo in his hair, he remembered what he had said last night as Eduardo had crawled into bed, a stick of a person and Mark had said it accidentally. Shit.

So Mark got the junk out of his hair, grabbed a towel, and looked at himself in the mirror. He was an idiot. He breathed in and out heavily a few times before he heard a pounding on the door. As Eduardo called out to him, he heard Tyler’s voice over his own, even his brain. Stop being a freak, Mark. It’s fine.

i know i'm lost -- 25b/?

If Eduardo had to describe the train ride back home, he would have to use the word quiet. Mark was quiet, taking the window seat this time, staring out the window and not leaning back into Eduardo’s touch when it was offered, instead furrowing his brow like he was coding, mouth in a frown and Eduardo didn’t understand. He got the occasional text from Chris but he didn’t answer – he was too busy watching Mark.

About three hours in it hit him – Mark remembered what he had said, and either Mark didn’t actually feel that way or was embarrassed. Now Eduardo hadn’t ever thought about being in love with Mark, but it was a definite possibility. Before Mark no one made him laugh that hard except for Chris, no one actually listened to him when Eduardo rambled on about college and a fresh start, and certainly no one had ever made Eduardo a mix tape. So maybe he’d thrown Chris over for Mark a lot lately. Maybe he’d thought about telling his mom about Mark. Maybe maybe maybe. He didn’t know.
Mark’s mom met them at the station and squealed when Mark said they’d visited Columbia, allowing Eduardo to fill in the details as he stared out the window again. He kissed Eduardo goodbye once they had got back, and Eduardo pushed Mark up against the car, knowing that it felt like their last kiss, and Eduardo was not going to let Mark fucking Zuckerberg break his heart. Mark’s natural reaction occurred, and Eduardo knew it wasn’t because Mark had said the wrong thing. He wanted to shout it. Mark Zuckerberg loves Eduardo Saverin.Instead he tells Mark he’ll call him later and slides into the driver’s seat, headed for Chris’ house.


Dustin was over within ten minutes of Mark being home, and Mark laughed at him for what felt like the first time in forever as Dustin pretty much danced Swan Lake over the fact that he had gotten Chris to kiss him and that he had seen Chris in tight gold shorts and he would hit that like THE WRATH OF GOD MARK. Dustin was ridiculous but he was also happy, which meant that Chris got to keep his ass. For now.

Then Dustin made him a sandwich and sat next to Mark as Mark added someone on Facebook, his mouth wide. “We have Jersey fangirls, and Eduardo and I ran into them at the show. They wanted to know if you were single.” Dustin laughed as Mark scrolled through her pictures, a few of regular touristy things, then there was a picture with Gabe – “YOU MET GABE OH MY GOD WHY DIDN’T YOU LIKE GET HIS NUMBER OR SOMETHING MARK THESE ARE DESPARATE TIMES!” “I didn’t want him stealing Eduardo away.” “You didn’t talk to a sex god because you were worried about him stealing your boyfriend from you. Chill, if he looked like Ben Barnes you’d have a problem, but he doesn’t.” “That doesn’t even make sense.” “Yes it does, remember when we watched that Killing Bono movie? He looks just like Bill Beckett.” – then there was a picture of Mark giving his standard blank face and the girl – Abigail – smiling like she’d just met Ronnie or something.

“Aww, Mark, look at the caption ‘OMG IT’S THE MARK GUY FROM PAVLOVS DOGS!!!!’. I’m kind of jealous. Look there are comments, they’re talking about me too.” Dustin clicks ahead and sees pictures of Mark and Eduardo, Mark’s face giving away how happy he is and “Shit Mark what did you fuck up this time?”

Mark would have balked if someone else asked him this question but it was Dustin. Dustin knew everything about him. “I told him I love him.”

“Oh shit. I’ll totally break it off with Chris if he fucked you up.” Dustin met Mark’s eyes, and it was like they were eleven again and had pretended they were the Wonder Twins and had made up eyebrow codes to converse and it had annoyed the shit out of their moms, but had been so much fun. Mark’s eyes told him that he didn’t know. Dustin got up from Mark’s bed and gave him a hug. “It’s gonna be fine Mark, if he fucked you up I’ll punch him in the dick.”

With that Mark chuckled. “I’m just going to pretend like I didn’t say it, maybe he won’t freak out.”

i know i'm lost -- 25c/?

Later on he changed his profile picture to the one of him and Eduardo smiling, with the simple caption ‘<3


Monday and Tuesday went by as if Sunday hadn’t happened for Mark and Eduardo. Mark laughed at Eduardo’s jokes, held the door for him, and on Tuesday gave him a wallet sized version of the picture of them from over the weekend, with Mark’s chicken scratch on the back saying ‘happy one month’. This was a sign to Eduardo that Mark didn’t want to talk about it or bring it up again because it was obvious that Mark loved him.
Until Wednesday morning, that was. Wednesday morning Eduardo saw Mark, pale, saying something quickly to Tyler Winklevoss, shoulders hunched and Tyler patted Mark’s shoulder like he was a dog or something and said something sympathetic and – shit, Tyler Winklevoss was in love with Mark. And Mark seemed to be crying to him about something.

Eduardo straightened up his back, and decided maybe they were having a conversation about sex. Maybe Mark was trying to tell someone about their awesome sex lives, and that Tyler should give him some space. Then Tyler hugged Mark to his chest and it was kind of adorable how cute they were together, Mark’s shoulders slumped forward into Tyler’s chest, Tyler petting Mark like a puppy.

Eduardo needed to get over the dog metaphors apparently. Mark pushed Tyler off after a few seconds and said something which made him laugh, and as he looked up he met Eduardo’s eyes. And all of the jealousy that had been boiling stopped, because it was as if he got it now. Mark was telling Tyler that he thought that Eduardo didn’t love him, and Tyler was helping him because Tyler had been in the exact same situation.

Something in Eduardo’s stomach tightened, and he headed off to homeroom, determined to work this out. His heart and brain had finally worked it out.


Meanwhile, Dustin had been drafted to sit in and do the announcements again, so he sat there while the anchors screwed around with the mikes, doing stupid little voices into their mikes. He scanned over the announcement listings.

Dress Code Reminders
Club Announcements
Homecoming Court Announcements
Dance Reminder
CH Surprise

Dustin had no idea what a CH Surprise was, but he was intrigued to say the least. There was a disc labeled for it, so Dustin slid it in and set it up, not watching it. Dustin loved surprises. As Principal Scorsese slid into his chair, Dustin rolled the intro tape, then listened to the anchors bicker playfully back and forth.

The club announcements were boring, as usual. Creative Writing had written three pages of instructions, Art had a doodle which was hard to decipher, and then Erica came on, all little miss perfect, President of the Student Body.

“So it’s almost time for Homecoming Dance! Here are your nominees for Homecoming King and Queen! Remember, you must buy your tickets by Friday – no exceptions. Now for our nominees – for King we have Albert Adkins, Brian Cook, Chris Hughes, Billy Jenkins, Dustin Moscovitz”

“MARKKKKKKKKKKK.” Dustin yells from his seat, and Erica quirks an eyebrow.

“Eduardo Saverin, Cameron Winklevoss and Tyler Winklevoss.”

As Erica read the queen candidates, Dustin pulled out his phone and sent a keymash to Mark.

Then someone cleared their throat and Dustin remembered he had to play that surprise video and hit play, looking up to see everyone in the other room watching him. What?

Then he looked down, and Chris was on the screen, looking at him. “Yeah, so I’ve been dumb, but Dustin Moscovitz, will you go to Homecoming with me?”

Dustin screamed really loud, and then Erica was in the booth with him, the camera guy behind her as the video ended. She looked really happy – Chris had obviously told her his diabolical plot. “So Dustin – yes or –"

“YES!” Dustin kissed the camera.


Mark chuckled. Chris had good ideas. He felt Eduardo staring at him from the front of the room, but he didn’t want to get into it right now. Tyler had said to say it again; maybe it would make an impact this time.
Then he felt a hand on his knee, and he looked over to see Eduardo down on his knees. “Mark, will you go to Homecoming with me?”

Mark rolled his eyes. “Duh you goof.”

“Good. I love you too.” And with that, he kissed Mark.

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Re: i know i'm lost -- 25c/?

Mark is my favorite <333

Re: i know i'm lost -- 25c/?

YAY! There was a communication about feelings~ instead of just letting them fester. It was cute to see them acting awkward though, like real teenage boys.

Re: i know i'm lost -- 25c/?

sometimes it's nice to see the behind the scenes conversations as well as the main ones.

Re: i know i'm lost -- 25c/?

I'm in love with your updates. <3333

Re: i know i'm lost -- 25c/?

i felt so bad about being gone for so long, but i'm glad you liked it, my darling.

Re: i know i'm lost -- 25c/?

I love Dustin and Mark's friendship, it is so adorable!

Re: i know i'm lost -- 25c/?

i think that Dustin does not get enough love, and Mark obviously cares about him more than enough.