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The Social Network: the kink meme!

It's Complicated: But sexy!


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[PART FOUR] CLOSED
THE SOCIAL NETWORK KINK MEME


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


GENERAL RULES;

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 ;))
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 parts one, two or three over here again. the delicious is around for people to find prompts they may not have already seen.
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FILL: call to me with words i never knew (66/?)

(Anonymous)
Finally Eduardo says, "I've gotta say this, alright?"

Mark nods stiffly.

Eduardo takes a breath, glancing away from Mark and back again, and then away at the window across the room.

"I want a lot of things." His voice is low and rueful in his throat. "But I'm not like you, Mark. I want things and—I can't have all of them."

"So do I," Mark says blankly.

Eduardo smiles at him, that sad little smile, and Mark feels a choking surge of panic. You can't actually leave me, he thinks, not after all this. His hands tighten on his knees. He doesn't know what he's going to do. He waits for the bomb to drop.

"I'm not taking the job in New York," Eduardo says.

The words are soft and level, and it's like they hit physically at something inside of Mark, like the smog that's been polluting his lungs for days all rushes out at once. His whole body sags at the release. He opens his mouth to speak, everything tumbling forward – "Wardo—"

"But I'm not gonna be your CFO," Eduardo adds, quick, in that same gentle tone, and then there's no more air in Mark's lungs at all.

Now he doesn't know anything. His mind races forward for an excruciating moment – whether he should argue, if after all this time it's even worth it to keep trying once Eduardo's said that. Mark's got what he came for, if Eduardo's staying. If he's staying. If.

He swallows, jaw tight. "So – what—"

Eduardo's smile is small, and it would look like one of the sad ones if Mark didn't know him better. "I'm staying here with you," Eduardo says. Mark's breath catches in his throat. "That's what you wanted, isn't it?"

"I want –" Mark barely stops his voice from breaking, his speech staccato with conflicting emotions, everything so confused. "I want you do to—whatever it is you feel like you want to do."

He looks down when Eduardo's fingers slide over the back of his palm, and then back up into his face. It feels so good to have him right here again that Mark almost can't think about what he's saying. He's staying, he says he's staying but Mark doesn't know who he's staying for and he didn't expect to feel like this, full of truly startling anxiety, like he wants to fold in on himself. Eduardo's right, it's what he wanted. Eduardo's staying. So Mark doesn't know—he doesn't understand—

"I want to stay," Eduardo says quietly.

"I," Mark starts, and then he has to pause and take a deep breath. He turns his hand over under Eduardo's fingers and folds them into his palm with his own, and then he turns and leans over and kisses him on a nervous, flighty impulse. Eduardo tips his mouth closer against Mark's like a reflex, the gentle cant of his neck, his breath rushing warm from his nose over Mark's cheek, the space between them feeling like it's shrinking down to nothing – and it makes everything feel better, like it can be okay again, like it might not have ever even been not okay.

Mark pulls back, but only slightly. Eduardo's face is almost blurry in his field of vision, close enough for Mark lean forward and touch with the tip of his nose.

"If it's for you," he says haltingly. "I only ever wanted – what I asked, for you."

"It's for you, too," Eduardo says, and before Mark can speak he adds, "and that's fine, Mark – it's fine."

Mark bites his lip.