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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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i know i'm lost -- 9a/?

(Anonymous)
Monday morning was insane. The school’s entire computer system crashed, and both Mark and Dustin were pulled out of class to try and fix the problem. Eduardo sat with them when they reappeared at second lunch, but he could only pick out a few words, because the two sat next to each other, laptops out, sandwiches on their left hand sides, though they looked like they hadn’t been touched. At one point, they both picked up their sandwiches, looked at Eduardo, said hello, stood up and changed seats, taking simultaneous bites and settling down at opposite computers, mumbling things to one another as if they were the same person with two different bodies.


It was a little sad, but then at the same time there was a fire in both of their eyes that Eduardo had never seen before – a burn that meant passion. Love – and if Mark had that for something, Eduardo was surprised. He’d never felt that way about anything.


Tuesday morning, Mark clicked around the school mainframe a few times, then leaned back in his chair and admired his computer. “It’s alive!”


Eduardo, who had changed seats with Kitty Simon after the third day of class, started his desktop and instead of getting a gray screen, he got a login screen. After successfully logging in, he turned to Mark. “Good job. I think it’s running faster.”


Mark beamed. “It is. Plus it should recover any files that you have saved under your username.”


“Sick.” For that, Eduardo got a smile. “Hey, Mark what’s this icon for?” It was new, and if Eduardo wasn’t mistaken, in the shape of a v-neck.


Mark laughed, then clicked on a matching icon on his desktop. When he didn’t answer, Eduardo clicked on the matching icon, and it was like he was on Etherpad plus Skype. Of course, there was no camera option, but it had a sort of blackboard on one side, the other a chat box which already had him logged in. There also was an IM already waiting for him from Mark.


do you like it? it’s like aim except only the two of us have it. I coded it in when I was messing around at lunch yesterday.


Eduardo laughed. yeah but it isn’t going to help any seeing as this is computer science and you use your laptop for everything else, so it’s not like we’ll be talking much.


yeah, but this is a prototype. the real one would go on our laptops. well, if you want it to. If not, it can be used for other purposes.


Eduardo wanted to giggle like a little girl and run down to Mr. Hastings’ resource lab and tell Chris about this giant crush he had on Mark. Instead, he made an offer. you should come by our coffeehouse tomorrow if you’re free. bring dustin.


Mark typed a response back quickly. dustin has to work, but I can come if that’s okay?


yes. YAAAY.

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However, Chris had spent his Tuesday figuring out a plan about how to send a note back to this … this mystery man. Finally, he goaded Mrs. Streep into discretley giving whoever this is a note during the class. He also typed up the official cast list, which made him feel better about the fact he was crushing hard on Dustin. But Dustin, with his brown-red hair, endearing smile, his jokes and his inexplicable kindness, made Chris feel wanted.


When he found out that Eduardo had managed to get Mark to come to the coffeehouse, he sulked for the entire ride home after FBLA, while Eduardo both gloated and apologized for getting Mark to go, though Mark did have to drive Dustin to work, because he did it every day.

i know i'm lost -- 9b/?

(Anonymous)
And so Wednesday was uneventful – classes had little to no meaning as Mark mentally went through every outfit he owned, though he knew that he had no idea what color he looked best in. About halfway through AP Macro he gave in to his temptations and texted his sister flipping out here. have date tonight. advice?


She responded when Eduardo was reading and then telling Mark the higher points from the reading. He blushed and hid his phone’s screen from Eduardo, who tried to look at who he was texting politely. Sadly, Mark was used to his sister wrestling with him for his phone, so he had hidden texts down pat. omg is wit tht hottie from da crew team? idk y u wer waiting for dat brzln. Crew guy was in 2 u. His sister was obviously texting in class. She’d gone through four phones last year.


no, it’s not with Tyler. It’s with Eduardo.


NO WAYYYYYY. was dat who u were skyping wit sunday


yes. now dress me.


She then sent him five pages of detailed text, and he decided to turn his attention back to Eduardo while she played Cyrano to Eduardo’s elegant Roxanne. Though, while Mark had been texted, Eduardo had stolen his notebook.


“Sorry, it was my sister. She’s kinda crazy.”


Eduardo smiled, easy and graceful. “It’s fine.” He flipped Mark’s notebook over, and there was a nicely drawn map, along with a phone number. “This is how you get to The Grindhouse, and this,” he pointed to it with his pen, “is my phone number in case you get lost. Or if you want to send me clandestine texts during class too, I wouldn’t be opposed.”


“Oh.” Mark flushed, and he wanted to laugh as he took his notebook back from Eduardo, entering the number quickly into the phone and then sending off a quick text. Eduardo’s phone buzzed in his pocket.


our best friends are cock blocks.


Eduardo laughed until three separate people shushed him, then got onto their IM and sent LOL so many times Mark thought his eyes would hurt. His phone buzzed again, and Eduardo looked down to see another text from Mark.


what time do you want me there?


i take a break at four.


so three-fifty?


three-fifty’s good.

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As soon as Mark got home from school he hopped into a shower, glad his parents were both still at work and had gotten used to Mark’s work all day every day schedule. He didn’t change his shampoo – that would be creepy – but instead of just getting out, rubbing everything down, and putting some clothes on, he dried off and padded into his room naked.


Then he reached for the cologne his sister had bought him as a breakup present, though he and Tyler weren’t even really together, but it smelled good – it was in a silver bottle labeled Kenzo Power, and he had caught his sister using it over her DKNY Be Delicious quite a few times. He slid his comfortable pair of American Apparel briefs in blue on, then dragged himself to his closet, where he took out his grey J. Crew seersucker club shorts, his light grey Dali shirt, and the navy and white J. Crew popover Tyler had bought for him. He felt weird wearing it, but it was his most comfortable sweater that was also presentable, plus his sister would approve.


He messed around on his desktop for a few minutes, then when he looked up it was three thirty already, so he headed out, slipping on his black TOMS that his mom had bought him and grabbed his laptop bag – he could be productive while staring creepily at Eduardo. He had some English work to type up anyway.


Then he headed out – Eduardo’s directions easy to read, but he got there five minutes before he was supposed to, and felt bad being there unnecessarily. Plus, he was also the messenger for one of Dustin’s creepy CD’s that Chris apparently loved.


At three forty nine, he got out of the car, took his stuff and went inside.

i know i'm lost -- 9c/?

(Anonymous)
Mark was surprised at the comfort that The Grindhouse offered. Of course, it had a giant Grindhouse movie poster hanging over what looked to be a seat shaped like the backseat of a car.


It made Mark think of what people did in that seat and his neck prickle.


“Mark!” Someone called, and Mark turned his head, following the sound to see an excited Eduardo and a slightly sullen Chris behind the counter, Eduardo doing something with milk, Chris standing at the register pouting.


“Hey Eduardo. Hey Chris.” Mark reached into his back and grabbed for the CD case, which was on top of his laptop. “Someone left this on my car with a note asking me to give this to you, Chris. So here.” He shoved it at Chris, who lit up and grabbed it, turning over the case. It said Love is all around in the now familiar loopy script, and Chris hustled back to put it in the stereo.


“When you get a chance, Eduardo, look at all of the first letters of the songs and then tell me Dustin’s trying to be subtle.”


“So we’re just flat out admitting it’s Dustin now, eh?” Eduardo smirked.


“He ruined our game of strip or dare, he knows the consequences.” Eduardo laughed and Mark snickered, tapping his shoes together.


“So, what’ll you have?”


Mark shuffled his feet again, and looked up at Eduardo with little puppy dog eyes. “Wanna know a secret?”


“Sure.”


“I don’t drink coffee. Well,” Mark acquiesced, “hot coffee.”


“Oh Mark, are you a Starbucks snob?”


“No, I just don’t drink hot drinks. Not patient enough.”


Eduardo only imagined Mark burning himself repeatedly trying to drink his coffee because he was more focused on his code. “Well, we have a slushie machine?”


“You have a slushie machine in a coffee shop?” Mark raised an eyebrow, and Eduardo shrugged.


“Some people wanted more than just coffee. It’s a rentable, it goes back this month.”


“Well, do you have a cherry slushie?”


“Sure do.”


“I’ll take one then.”


And so with that, Mark chose a table and sat down, taking out his laptop and checking his connections, which still worked. He had a strong portable modem, and he thanked whatever God there was for that every day.


A few minutes later and Eduardo plunked down his slushie, Chris’ newest CD cover in his hands. “Dustin really has given up on subtle, hasn’t he?”


“Yeah, I thought so too. Though the Oxford Comma may throw Chris off – it threw me at first but then I got it.”


“The two of them need to sort out their priorities.”


Eudardo smirked. “Do they, Mister Zuckerberg?” He said with a drawn out, ridiculous English accent.


“Bloody hell they do, Mr. Saverin.” The two chuckled and moved on to Harry Potter, Tolkien, and if C.S. Lewis trumped them all.


notice me
</i>I’m Yours – Jason Mraz
Touch-A Touch-A Touch-A Touch Me – Rocky Horror Cast
So Happy Together – The Turtles
Medicine Man – The Hush Sound
Everywhere – Michelle Branch
Oxford Comma – Vampire Weekend
Don’t Let Me Down – No Doubt
Use Somebody – Kings Of Leon
Somehow – Landon Pigg
That’s Amore – Dean Martin
I’ll Have To Say I Love You In A Song – Jim Croce
No Surprises – Radiohead</i>

http://www.mediafire.com/?2jr3upeydukdj5e

Re: i know i'm lost -- 9c/?

Anon, my love for your fic is infinite!! I'll miss your updates until then.

Re: i know i'm lost -- 9c/?

<<<<<3333333 I love you so much. And yes, Dustin is the master of subtlety. ;) You update so fast, you make me a happy reader :D

Re: i know i'm lost -- 9c/?

This is adorable. And Dustin's mixes are too perfect. Basically I love everything about this. :)