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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 (22/?)

(Anonymous)
Okay, but the problem with revelations like this is that once Mark has them he can't un-have them. It's not that he minds, with Eduardo. It's just that he sees it everywhere now, the little signs, and they're starting to make him wonder.

It's the light brush of Eduardo's fingertips over his elbow, or how when he laughs sometimes his eyes get so crinkled that they scrunch all the way up and he leans his whole body forward, dipping his shoulders, like if Mark were anyone else he'd rest his head on their chest. It's the way Eduardo looks at him – like he's seeing right through all the bullshit and the guard and the standoffishness and underneath it he's finding this wonderful shining spark of a person, and he's humbled and impressed and bemused and hopeful all at once.

It's the way he smiles, and the way he says, "You amaze me," shaking his head, simple and earnestly affectionate, as though he really wants Mark to get it.

Mark doesn't know what to do with a person who treats him like that. He wants to be able to give it back, wants this to be a two-way thing, because Eduardo deserves that much. But it's hard for him to express a sense of something he doesn't he even have a name for yet. It's hard for him to look back into Eduardo's honest face and say, honestly, "You amaze me too," even if – even though – it's true.

"When I say 'more than friends,' what does that mean to you," Mark asks Chris over lunch at the office one day in late June.

"Dating?" Chris says around a mouthful of salad. "Or, like…similar."

"Mm," Mark says. He picks at the crust of his uneaten sandwich.

"Why?" Chris says, and then – this is what Mark had been afraid of – his face goes undeniably sly and knowing.

"No," he says, incredulous, at the exact same time as Mark says, "Don't."

"No!" Chris says. He puts down his sandwich and lays a hand on the table between them. "Mark."

"Jesus, stop."

Chris settles back in his chair, arms folded across his chest. "Why'd you ask that question, then?"

"Because I thought of it the other day -- not in that way – and I wanted to know if it could mean anything else."

"Well, how did you mean it?"

"Just, like…different than usual friends." Mark fiddles with the lining of his hoodie pocket.

"Like a bromance?"

"I don't know," Mark mutters unhappily.

"Like a super special awesome bromance?"

"Sure, fine," Mark says, just to get him to not say anything else like "super special awesome bromance" ever again.

Chris has an eyebrow cocked; Mark can practically hear his gaydar going off. It's like an air raid siren.

"Fine," he says, because if he's being honest with himself he's wanted to know for a long time. "What do you think?"

Chris regards Mark for a long moment, his face gone a little serious, like he's sizing Mark up. Then he says, quite evenly, "I think he's in love with you."

Mark would have choked on his sandwich if he'd been chewing at that moment. As it is, he just sort of coughs spastically in the back of his throat, blinking rapidly. "Excuse me?"

"It may or may not be bromantic love," Chris says genially. "I just mean that it's pretty obvious that he cares a lot about you and that, you know, you make him happy."

"I know that," Mark says blankly. He wants to go back about 15 seconds to a particular word beginning with L.

"And I know he's gay."

"I know," Mark says.

"Well…there you go, then."

"There I go what?"

"Mark, I don't know," Chris says, smiling a little. "You have to figure this out if you want to."

"This has been singularly unhelpful," Mark grouses as Chris stands up to throw his trash away.

"I've got to go back to work," Chris says. "I believe in you, man." He grins.

"Oh, great."

Chris actually winks before he walks away. Sometimes Mark wishes he could just live in some kind of bubble world where he never has to talk to anyone or solve any normal human life problems like this one.