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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 (3a/?); kindness is a card game

(Anonymous)
thanks everyone for your encouragement!!

"Separate or together?"

It's breakfast now. Mark's not as tired as he should be, considering that he slept for barely four hours last night, but it still takes him a moment to register that Sean Parker is talking to him. Well, him and Erica, but she's so far out of the scope of his attention span at this point that she might as well not be there.

He mostly hasn't touched his food. It's good food, ridiculously good, much better than he's had up until this point, but the sensation of it in his mouth does nothing but bring up bile. He'll eat the plainest bread and cheese he can find, but Mark has no interest in the waffles and pancakes and omelettes that flood the table around him. Food keeps you going, nothing more than that.

It's a direct contrast to Sean, who's surely used to fine food after spending so many years as a victor, but still can't seem to resist licking the remnants of syrup off his fingers while he waits for Mark and Erica to finish. Sean's impressive, Mark has no doubt of that—his cool calculation had been apparent in the arena when Mark watched his Games on television all those years ago, and his time in the Capitol seems to have done nothing except exacerbate those traits.

The problem is not what Mark thinks of Sean. The problem is what Sean thinks of Mark. His casual nonchalance, the way he leans back in his chair and lets it balance on just the back two legs as he considers the two of them, might have been infuriating if Mark hadn't seen him break a girl's neck with his own two hands at the tender age of fifteen. Sean Parker is the closest thing to a celebrity that District 12 has ever had, at least in Mark's lifetime. It's not as easy to shake that off as he wants it to be.

It occurs to him that he still hasn't answered Sean's question. He looks up thoughtfully and is about to respond when—"What?" Erica's appropriately bewildered, Mark supposes, for someone who has just been wrenched away from her everyday life and shoved into imminent danger, but he can't stop the creeping irritation that she's slow on the uptake.

"Separate or together," Sean repeats, and he's not afraid to hide the annoyance that Mark feels. "For training. Both of you have to train—unless you're interested in getting knocked out on the first day, in which case, don't let me get in your way—but since you're both from District 12, you can train together, if you want." An animalistic smile curves over his face. "Or not. Your choice."

Mark's not waiting to see how Erica feels about this. "Separate," he says immediately, eyes barely flickering up to look at either of his companions. If they're expecting any further justification, Mark's not offering it.

It's enough for Sean. He raises his eyebrows slightly, looks at Erica as if to make sure that she's okay with it—as if she could force a joint session, even if by some minuscule change she wanted one—and shrugs slightly. "Your choice. Now go get your shit together. We'll be in the Capitol soon, and today? Opening ceremonies."