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

(Anonymous)
Mark hates the Capitol already. Well, he's hated the Capitol for a long time now, the irretrievable side effect of being raised in the district most maligned by its benevolent overlord, but less than five minutes within the city limits is more than enough to let Mark know that this might be literal hell on earth. Or contains it, at least.

He has a stylist. He has multiple stylists. Like the city they live in, one look at them is more than enough to let Mark know that his patience is going to be running thin. The head stylist is young and blond, male, relatively unornamented, even taking the ostentatious standards of the Capitol into account. He still cringes every time he hears that fucking Capitol accent.

"Into the bath with you first, then." Mark knows for now that his name is Chris; he's liable to forget it within the next several hours, but it's hard to ignore a man who's pressing him into a washroom and stripping off Mark's clothes simultaneously. "We can't get anything done until we get this grime off."

Mark's first thought, as he slips into the pool of warm water, is that he likes the grime. He knows that grime. It's District 12 grime, and though Mark's never been one for patriotism, even loyalty to the blighted district in which he has spent all of his life, he can't help but think that he prefers the dirt he knows to this perfumed, overly sanitized Capitol shit.

He's not left to his own devices for very long before there are hands on him again, hands that make him jump with their forwardness and the strange sort of soap that coats their fingers, digging into Mark's skin carelessly, seemingly ripping away protective layers with every touch. Chris has disappeared, replaced by some worker drones who Mark doesn't care to acknowledge—he supposes that Chris and the other one, Dustin, are probably too high up on the great chain of being to be seen forcibly scrubbing a teenage boy.

After what seems like an unnecessary amount of time, they haul him up to towel him off. Mark can't help but examine what he can see of his own body beneath the flurry of towels and movement. He's pale, strangely so, a result of a continued resistance against the amount of time he's been forced out into the sun. Mark knew that, though—he's more fascinated by how thin he is. There's not a lot of time for self-contemplation in Mark's life, but there's something compelling about how far his wrist bones jut away from the rest of his flesh. He smiles grimly. Maybe he can gouge someone's eye out with an elbow.

Someone ties a towel around his waist, a courtesy that Mark wonders if he'd receive if his glare was a little bit less blatant. And then: "Mark Zuckerberg!" The tone's warm and Mark doesn't have to look up to see that Chris has made his triumphant return, back to investigate his handiwork. He doesn't wait for a response, or permission, before flitting close again, touching Mark's face and neck and chest and ignoring every flinch and jump that his actions bring.

"You've got gorgeous curls," he says, almost sadly, reaching up to pull on one of the still-damp corkscrews until it frames Mark's face. "But there's no way we're going to get a District 12 theme in here, no...I've been talking to Dustin—as far as I can tell, you and Erica have completely incompatible complexions for any sort of consistent color scheme, there's no way we're managing a theme this year." He looks up to eye Mark sharply. "Not that I'm guessing you mind, hmm?"

Chris moves to his bag, pulls out what looks to be a sketchbook from inside. "Now I've already got a number of choices planned out, but let me ask you this, Mark: how do you see yourself?"

The response comes automatically; Mark doesn't even have to stop and consider. "Alive."

A slow smile spreads over Chris's face. "Perfect."

Re: FILL (3b/?); kindness is a card game

Love this love this love this.

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(Anonymous)
THIS IS PERFECT!!!!

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perfect indeed.

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Oh my goodness! Those last lines, just perfect! Extraordinary, I can't wait for more!

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(Anonymous)
This is brilliant! I may have squeaked with excitement once or twice while reading this. :D Looking forward to more!

Re: FILL (3b/?); kindness is a card game

oh my god this is so perfect, I cannot wait for more *______________*

Re: FILL (3b/?); kindness is a card game

OMG THIS FILL IS BRILLIANT!!!!!

I hope you're still updating : )

Re: FILL (3b/?); kindness is a card game

omg please let there be more!