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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.)
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♥ for crossover prompts: "[Crossover], The Social Network Character(s)/Other Character(s), [Fandom]" (e.g. [Crossover], Eduardo/Columbus, [Zombieland])
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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 -- 26a/?

(We’re getting close to the end :( It’s sad because I don’t have an LJ account, so if we meet again, it’s been great. Here’s a wonderful illustration of Mark/Dustin in this story, from the lovely thelowtide (:hxxp://i56.tinypic.com/oizwja.jpg. PS new mix, thanks for listening. PS anyone know if the OP's read this?)

Mark pushed Eduardo off after a minute, namely because he heard Sorkin choking on his coffee and he’d rather not be responsible for the death of a teacher, he was only seventeen years old. “Eduardo you can’t just say shit like that if you don’t mean it.”

Eduardo’s mouth hung open as Mark reddened, and he was confused but before he could say ‘hey Mark seriously I love you’ Mark bolted from the room. Eduardo tried to follow him, but Mark was a fast little thing when he wanted to be. He sighed as he leaned against the locker, knowing wherever Mark had gone, he’d probably talked a teacher in keeping him away from Eduardo for the rest of the day. Probably Drew.

By fourth period he knew that Mark was actively avoiding him, and he gave up with stalking so he decided to go home on time instead of waiting for Mark, who would probably go to Chess Club or something to avoid seeing him. He didn’t know how he’d fucked up, but Chris was going home with Dustin via a text from an unknown number which Eduardo had assumed was Dustin. I AM GOIN 2 MAKE OUT WIFF CHRIS THEN BRING HIM TO WORK. K?K.

As he shook his head, he felt an arm around his shoulder, and he got a great eyeful of Winnklevoss chest. “Oh, Eduardo, you need my help.”


“Yes. See, you just don’t do that sort of shit with Mark.”


“You don’t declare love for him in front of people. Plus he said he actually loves you and he didn’t think you heard him and that he was going to tell you in some sort of epic way. Mark likes knowing what’s going on – he doesn’t like being surprised. He doesn’t like shock, and he doesn’t like false emotions. Does he ever shut down randomly – just go quiet?”
Eduardo was about to shoot out a no, but that’s exactly what Mark had done Sunday last, so Eduardo rolled his shoulders in what could be a passable yes. Tyler laughed. “You two are scarily similar. He did the hand thing earlier when I was talking to him.”

“The hand thing?”

“Yeah, the one you do when you’re trying to get a point across. You roll your wrist, like talk to me more, I’ll explain it to you. I’ll get a video of you doing it sometime, you’ll see.” Tyler sighed as they reached Eduardo’s car and sat back on the front of the car, pulling his sunglasses out of the pocket of his pants. “So, how often do you and Mark hang out?” Tyler asked, pulling his water bottle out of his side pocket.

“Um, every day usually. Unless he’s working, or I’m working.” At this Tyler sprayed water out onto the grass. “You okay?”

Tyler coughed for a few seconds, flagging the hand that Eduardo had cautiously raised to thump him on the back. After catching his breath – and no Eduardo wasn’t jealous that he hadn’t even flushed a little when he had a coughing fit, that bastard – Tyler turned to him. “He really is in love with you. How many times has he been awkward around you? Like half sentences, half smiles, half of what you know what he’s thinking?”

“Once, twice if you count today.” Tyler whistled. “Is that weird or something?”

“Mark didn’t talk. I talked. I forced words out of him. I forced, and I never thought he’d be open with anyone, but – you’re him. You’re it.” And Eduardo felt weirdly exposed as Tyler studied him.

“Mark told me a story once about a ugly prince who lived a life of solitude, always been in love with the neighboring prince who’d he’d met a total of once and fallen for, head over heels. The prince had tried to get himself over the other one, with a princess and a duke, who was wonderful but he didn’t know if he’d ever be able to get over that prince he met once at a table when they were children. Mark’s always thought he was exceptional, but with you apparently, he’s always felt less that. That stunt you accidentally pulled earlier, you’ve broken Mark’s heart a little. You – you’ve got to let him get over himself. Then you’ve got to get him back.”

i know i'm lost -- 26b/?

Dustin was digging this whole being half of Chris’ boyfriend so far – Chris had given him a plaid shirt and a kiss on the cheek for being “so damn adorable”. Dustin and Chris had held hands and talked on Dustin’s car hood until it was time for Chris to go to work. Chris had kissed his forehead as his phone began to ring.

“Tomorrow, before practice, wanna go look for a suit or something?”

“What, I can’t wear my bar mitzvah suit?” Chris laughed, “No, seriously, come over and I’ll show you. You can dress me.”

Chris winked. “Kinky. Tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow. Another Mark crisis to solve.” Dustin rolled his eyes as Chris headed inside. “Hey Mark.”

“If I was to skip school tomorrow, would you cover for me being extremely sick?”

“Are you coming to practice though?”

“Yeah, don’t let Eduardo know.”

“Did you two get in a fight?”

“I don’t want to talk about it. Tell Chris how I take mental health days. I’m sure that it’ll work out.”

With that, Mark hung up. If Dustin wanted a fight, if he wanted to know Mark what was up, he knew he would have to wait until after the inevitable coding binge and maybe a songwriting session that was due to happen after Mark got angry. He had never had a fight with Eduardo, so he would probably have to pull Mark off sometime between four and five tomorrow afternoon. He hoped Mark had cleaned or Chris would be seriously grossed out. Dustin hadn’t been over to clean in weeks, and Eduardo may find Mark’s habits cute but Dustin just found them gross sometimes.


Besides the grossness of the Chris + Dustin show, Eduardo had a hard time concentrating without the presence of Mark by his side. When he had asked the blob of the two of them, they shrugged, hands intertwined. When he asked if they knew when they’d see Mark next, Chris paused but Dustin elbowed him, and Eduardo knew that motion. He’d done it to Mark a few times until they’d gotten their shit together.

During lunch, he’d begged Drew to write him a pass. Eduardo had tried his hands at a mix tape earlier that morning – he couldn’t sleep with Mark not texting him, even after sending out a few texts, a phone call and a few tumblr posts about how miserable he was. He also snagged Drew’s CD player, and popped it in and messed around with it. He didn’t know if the Lloyd Dobbler path would work on Mark, but it was almost as bad as fighting Tyler Winklevoss and losing for Mark to come back to him.

But he would totally go Scott Pilgrim for Mark. Hell, he would go Wallace Wells for Mark – he would go anywhere for Mark. But Mark needed to know that he had meant it.

It had tugged at Eduardo’s tongue since he had said it the first time – words he’d said in joke to Chris, in meaning to his parents, once to the small dog his cousin had in Miami but his father would never let him have – the summer he’d spent with that dog had been one of his happiest. He loved Mark. He did, and to him, Mark saying it like that had meant more than anything. More than any Harvard acceptance letter, more than a good job from his father, more than any thing.


When Eduardo got to Mark’s house, he noticed his hands were shaking. He’d never skipped school – he’d never done anything that may risk his outing to his parents. But this, profile pictures of him and Mark pressed up together, pictures of them kissing that Eduardo wanted so badly to tag himself in, feeling the need to chance his relationship status but knowing his cousins would be all over him in a heartbeat. This was it – and if Mark was gone, Eduardo would be devastated.

Mark’s light was on, though it looked through the silhouette of the window that Mark was in his dad’s office, typing away. Eduardo knew where the spare was – “they think they’re so clever, having a little yard gnome” – and let himself in, hearing the heat kick on as he entered. Mark would be warm in Alaska, so that was probably because he had come in. He put the boom box down, took off his shoes and picked it up again, padding softly up the stairs.

i know i'm lost -- 26c/?

For some reason, the click-clack of the keys is a soothing noise to Eduardo. He sees Mark, hunched over the keys, looking like he just woke up, and he watches him for a minute, Mark in his natural element. Once Mark goes for the Red Bull, his head turns toward Eduardo, and Eduardo hits play, the opening chords flowing over the room, and if Mark’s selective hearing actually works, Mark looks over and almost spills Red Bull on himself and the keyboard, looking at Eduardo with the stereo in his hand, pouting. Mark scowls, putting his Red Bull down and pulling off his headphones, and Eduardo knows a fighting look when he sees one. So he places Drew’s boom box down quickly and prances over to Mark, sitting on his lap, pressing his hand over Mark’s mouth.

“Stop and listen to me, Mark Eliot Zuckerberg – I really love you. And I know now that you’ve been in love with me for a long time and it was very brave of you to tell me. I also wanted to let you know that how you told me was perfect in every way. It made my heart pound and me freak out, because no one besides Chris has willingly ever told me that. I doubt my father loves me sometimes, but it’s alright because you love me. And I love you. And nothing’s going to change that. I know I picked a stupid time to tell you, but I love you.” With that, Eduardo took his hand away from Mark’s mouth. Mark licked his lips and Eduardo sighed, trying to get up off of Mark’s lap.

“No. No, don’t go.” Mark’s hand was on his hip, and there it was. Mark – his scowl less prominent, a look of curiosity in his eyes. “I don’t – I don’t want you to go. I’m sorry for getting angry, I’ve just loved you since you said ‘Hello, I’m Eduardo Saverin’ when we were eight and you rolled your r’s and I thought it was cool, and you acted like I was special. Then you moved next to Chris, and I got jealous. I get jealous.” Mark amended, and he rolled his eyes at the CD player. “I wanted those words to be special to you.”

“But they are, Mark. They are.” Mark’s eyes flicked over Eduardo, and Eduardo smiled softly in hope. Then Mark took his palm and kissed it, and Eduardo knew he was in the clear.

“Whoever told you Ashlee Simpson was an appropriate song choice for me was obviously on crack. Or Dustin.”

“No, I picked it, thank you. I think it’s true, for you, for me.”

Mark rolled his eyes. “You mean our song is about being the pieces? Tikkun olam?”

As the first song rolled into the second, Eduardo nodded. “We are a cliché – you and I. That’s it, all of it. I hope it never goes away.”

“I hate you.” But Mark smiled, and Eduardo pulled at his hand, getting off of his lap.

“You need to sleep, you look like the dead.”

“You don’t look so great either, Mr. I Skipped School.”

“Nap time?” Eduardo asked hopefully, and Mark laughed, his smile wide once again.

“You are ridiculous.”


Mark didn't sleep, Eduardo's head pillowed on his chest. Instead he listened to the words of the music, and a quote he'd seen on tumblr. i'm a teenager, my music will tell you more about me than words ever will.

Possibly, Maybe Mix
Pieces of Me – Ashlee Simpson
All For You – Sister Hazel
Spain – Between The Trees
Witchcraft – Sarah Vaughan
Comedown – Bush
Ain’t No Other Man – Christina Aguilera
All My Loving – The Beatles
Dearest – Buddy Holly
How Sweet Is (To Be Loved By You) –James Taylor
In My Heart Always – Phil Collins
Unchained Melody – Roy Orbison
Your Smiling Face – James Taylor
I Can’t Help Myself – The Four Tops
If I Didn’t Care – Lee Pace & Amy Adams
A Well Respected Man – The Kinks
The Chemicals Between Us – Bush

Re: i know i'm lost -- 26c/?

Oh noes! You should totally get an LJ so I can stalk you.

I'm glad Wardo and Mark worked their shit out. And Tyler is turning out to be kind of awesome. ♥

Re: i know i'm lost -- 26c/?

i have no idea how to do anything on LJ though. i'm technology illiterate.

My friends say it's impossible for me to make anyone a jerk. everyone has their positive points.

Re: i know i'm lost -- 26c/?

It's not too hard, actually, pretty much just like posting comments. Or don't even post regularly — I just use mine to watch comms.

♥ I agree with that viewpoint.

Re: i know i'm lost -- 26c/?

I think I love you and you should get an LJ so I can stalk you, um I mean friend you, lol. It's too bad you say you're not the best with computers/technology. I'm pretty sure I'll miss this story and your writing when this really ends. You always provide an entertaining read, with laughter and smiles and laughter on my part and awesome writing on yours.

Re: i know i'm lost -- 26c/?

Aw, they love each other!! They're so adorable!

Re: i know i'm lost -- 26a/?

I am going to miss this.