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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.
♥ 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.






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 -- 1a/?

Eduardo tapped his foot offbeat as the final bell for homeroom rang. Chris had told him that they were too cool for homeroom as they had pulled into the parking lot this morning, but he had always enjoyed Doctor Sorkin, so he saw no reason to skip a perfectly good reading opportunity. For some reason, he’d been put in the V-Z homeroom, but he didn’t’ mind – at least it meant that there were at least some new faces to meet and annoy.

As he went to pick up his battered copy of Ulysses from his bag, his phone vibrated in his pocket. He propped his book between the edge of his desk and his lap, and slid open his phone to reveal a text from Chris.

we could be getting coffee right now. real coffee. I can’t believe I let you force me into this Starbucks shit.

Eduardo laughed and shoved his phone back into his pocket. After his father had bought him a coffee shop for his seventeenth birthday, Chris and he had spent the whole summer behind the bar, learning the tricks of the trade, buying used books from graduating seniors, and caffeinating the music scene that had slowly started to grow in Boston’s Neighborhood Nine. Plus, a lot of the incoming freshman to both Harvard and Tufts seemed to find their dumpy little coffee shop charming – selling and buying their books there as well.

Eduardo would see Chris two periods from now, so he opened his book as he waited for Doctor Sorkin to call his name. Unsurprisingly, he was first.
“Saverin, Eduardo.”

“Present.” Then he hunkered down into his book.


Four seats to his left and three rows back, Mark Zuckerberg was hatching a plan. His eyes were alternating between boring into the back of Eduardo Saverin’s head and scanning the screen of his phone, because he could type and look up at the same time, thank you very much. Dustin had gotten into video production and was in the library filming, which meant he sat behind the computers and ran the text under the morning news – which also meant he could text during homeroom as well.

Eduardo seemed nonplussed that he was in a random homeroom, but Mark was ecstatic that his hacking skills had gone undetected by the school. Mark was determined to get Eduardo to fall in love with him. Eduardo, with his flannel and cut off cords in the beginning of September in Massachusetts. Eduardo, with his gray beanie sticking out of his messenger bag. Eduardo, with his slight accent. Eduardo, who was more focused on hanging out with Chris Hughes then noticing Mark, who’d been in love with him since he had sat behind Eduardo in AP Calc AB sophomore year.

But this year, he and Dustin had a plan. Mark had hacked the school’s scheduling system weeks ago and switched around their schedules so that Dustin and Chris had all of their classes together, as did Mark and Eduardo. He knew that the school wouldn’t allow seniors to switch out into other classes, as they’d made a point with the year before them that the schedule you get is the schedule you get.

“Zuckerberg, Mark.”


Doctor Sorkin cleared his throat and Mark straightened. “So, here you all are.” Mark didn’t necessarily love lecturers, but he’d liked Doctor Sorkin after he took his creative writing class last year. So Mark looked up from his staring and focused on Sorkin. “I’m just telling you, don’t screw this year up. You only have one year left. Make new friends. Try something new. Fall in love. Here are your schedules.” Sorkin began to call out names, and Mark leaned back. He already had his schedule, and he was not going to screw it up this time.

i know i'm lost -- 1b/?

Eduardo, however, was confused about his schedule. He wasn’t upset, per se, about his classes, he was just confused about the order he had them in. He and Chris had figured out a way to get all of the classes they wanted - and one or two that one hadn’t wanted, but had conceded to take to be with each other.

He pulled his phone out and took a picture of his schedule and took it to Chris with the message, WTF?!?! Then he scanned over the schedule again.

A days – AP World History, AP Macroeconomics, Resource Lab, AP Statistics.
B days – AP Computer Science AB, Speech and Debate III, AP Comparative Politics, AP Latin IV.

He officially had no classes with Chris, though he was pleased that he had managed to get into AP Comparative, a class that Chris had vehemently put his foot down about .Chris didn’t like Mr. Snyder, but Eduardo found his surreal imagining of politics refreshing. Chris said he wanted to major in history, not ideas. Sometimes Eduardo wondered why they were friends.

Then his phone buzzed and he got a i know :( i got into bio tho :D back. At least Eduardo wouldn’t have to sit through that class, he conceded, and he was sure that at least they’d have lunch together.

what lunch do you have?

first both days, since bio’s third. you?

second – i have Barrymore for resource lab and Snyder for comp poli.

:/ this sucks.

i know, but at least we won’t have to deal with dating rumors again.

true. kay, love you. Eduardo snorted. This was Chris' new thing, after his fling with Darryl. Darren? Something.

love you too. <3

Then the bell rang to go to first, and Eduardo picked up his bag, not noticing Mark watching him slowly, and headed toward Mr. Gilliam’s room, his shadow following him. As he reached the joint of 600 and 700 halls, he waited to see if Chris would hustle up from Mrs. Streep’s room to walk him to class, even though he knew that AP European was pretty much on the other side of the school and AP World was in 612. Suddenly, he saw a flurry of color running, and Eduardo moved out of the way in time to see Dustin Moscovtiz fly at Mark Zuckerberg. “Markie Mark, why are my classes far away from yours?”

“Go away Dustin.” Zuckerberg scoffed, but Eduardo didn’t hear any bark in his voice that Mark normally had. He watched as Mark disentangled himself from Dustin, adjusting his shirt, which seemed to be a vintage Kinks shirt, if Eduardo wasn’t mistaken.

He’d never noticed Mark, but maybe he wasn’t that bad. Eduardo watched for a second more, kicked his Vans against a locker, and headed towards 612. This year was going to suck.


Mark watched Eduardo walk towards his class, and Mark smiled. Dustin went to pinch his cheek, but Mark batted his hand away in time. “Dustin, you’re going to be late to class.”

“You just want to stalk some more. It’s okay Mark, I know you’ve had this planned.”

“Shut up, Dustin.” Mark’s smile stayed, though, and as Dustin walked on, he smacked Mark on the ass. He would pay for that later, Mark thought, as he headed towards World History. Right now, he had to follow Eduardo to class and bring up Dali.

Yeah, Mark had done his research. This time, he was going to not stumble over his words, talk in code, or generally embarrass himself. He had spent all summer following Eduardo, and now, he was going to snare him.

This year was going to be totally awesome .

Re: i know i'm lost -- 1b/?


Re: i know i'm lost -- 1b/?

I am excited at the prospects this is offering. :)

Re: i know i'm lost -- 1a/?

You've got me curious