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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)
♥ 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.


♥ please don't embed. link to images/videos.
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♥ 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.






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.

FILL (1/?); kindness is a card game

different anon from the one who claimed it, sorry! please let me know what you think!

At least he's managed to stick it out until the age of eighteen. That's all Mark's thinking as he steps up to the platform, not about the fate of his family, or the fate of himself, just that at least he's reached the maximum age and has transcended his status as a painfully undersized thirteen-year-old and blossomed into his painfully undersized eighteen-year-old self.

If he was thinking objectively, Mark would realize that he's the last tribute to be called, now, and it's the perfect time to be sizing up the dark-haired girl standing to his right if he's ever interested in surviving this thing, but he's not thinking objectively, he's actually in quite a bit of a daze, staring open-mouthed into the crowd and trying to avoid the tearful gazes of his parents that are far, far too close. They'd been so upset when Mark entered the extra tessarae, but he'd known at the time that it was the only option; what meager game he could get by hunting outside District 12 hadn't been enough to sustain them in the past, and it wouldn't somehow magically change in the future. His sister did her part, when she was still the right age to be eligible for this thing, and it's his turn now; he's just the one with the misfortune to lose the odds.

They're asking for volunteers now and Mark can't help the ironic smile that plays out on his lips. There won't be any volunteers. There are never any volunteers, but more than that, there won't be any volunteers for Mark Zuckerberg. His family's liked well enough—his father has certainly helped enough people as one of District 12's few apothecaries—but Mark's cool, detached arrogance has never played well with the rest of the town, let alone his peers. He thinks he sees a few looks of excitement, even, on the faces of some of the kids left behind. He can't say that he blames them.

The bitch from the Capitol is saying something but Mark's not listening—he hasn't paid attention to the idiotic ceremonies in the past, and he's not about to start now, not when he already knows that whatever she's saying is some useless platitude designed to mask the the true nature of this fucking thing. Someone clasps a hand on his shoulder and draws him close and it's all Mark can do to subdue a jump. "Well, everyone, we can at least say that this is going to be an interesting year!"

Mark looks up, blocking out the noise from the crowd beneath him. Sean Parker. One of the few winners District 12 has seen, but a recent one—he was the victor about five years ago, maybe six, and Mark realizes belatedly that this means that Sean's going to be his mentor. Sean won through a combination of relentless paranoia and the uncanny ability to charm his opponents to their deaths—neither qualities that Mark has, or he thinks he can fake.

The mayor's done reading the Treaty of Treason, something Mark hadn't even realized had been begun in the first place, and then his body is being turned automatically, mechanically, so he can reach out and shake hands with the girl across from him. Her name's Erica, he registered that much from the first part of the reaping. A couple of years younger than him, dark, just as thin as everyone else in their district. She grasps his hand warmly, and Mark forces himself to look in her eyes. There's warmth there, and pity, which is stupid. She's just as fucked as he is.

"Never thought it would happen to me," she murmurs as their hands fall back down to their sides. Mark takes that as an excuse to look away. He has nothing to say to that. There's nothing to say, not when he can't empathize. The Hunger Games aren't entertainment to him, not when every year, all he can think about is what if that's me, puts himself in the place of the girls and boys who are crushed, stabbed, burned, ripped to shreds. He's thought it would happen to him. He's wondered about it since his first reaping, when he was twelve, when the tributes were a boy and a girl in the same year as him in school and were brutally destroyed on the first day.

No. Mark has thought it would happen to him. And that's how he knows that he will win.

Re: FILL (1/?); kindness is a card game

THIS!!!! oh my god!!! Hunger Game/TSN!! Just let me died now!!!!
I can't wait for more!!!

Re: FILL (1/?); kindness is a card game

SERIOUSLY THOUGH, excitement. <3

Re: FILL (1/?); kindness is a card game

Oh my goodness. I am dying of excitement!!! For serious. <3