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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 (28/?)

(Anonymous)
They sit, and the waitress beams at them like she thinks they're some sort of adorable couple, which Mark supposes may be moderately true. He orders the Brumont again, because he might as well do this romantic recreation of their first dinner properly, right? And it seems to make Eduardo really, really happy, which is pretty much all Mark is interested in at the moment.

"I still have the cork," he says lightly.

"Which?" Eduardo is eyeing him from across the table.

"From our bottle the last time we were here," Mark says, and he meant it pretty objectively but he knows it makes him sound lovelorn, like he's sixteen and listening to Bright Eyes and swooning over the cork in his room.

Eduardo smiles, though, soft-eyed.

"I'm glad," he says.

They talk through dinner, amiable and casual, and it would almost be as though everything was normal except Eduardo has still got those eyes, all lashes and low-lit intensity, the whole time.

Mark recalls Chris saying that Eduardo was in love with him, and he studies his face and it completely bowls him over that he should get to have this. The best part and the scariest part is that he thinks he understands now why Eduardo wants him at all, and why he's stuck with him this long. He thinks he's coming to grasp it, their give and take and the way they fit into each other's lives like puzzle pieces. It's really, really, really nice. It's sort of perfect.

"I think you're really good for me," he half-blurts during a lull in the conversation.

Eduardo raises an eyebrow.

"You're what I was missing," Mark says, and it feels so, so weird to say this stuff out loud but he feels like he has to get it on the record. He's thinking about his kitchen in the half-dark, orange juice on the counter, Eduardo in the door with a beer telling him that Facebook isn't the only thing he has.

"Yeah," Eduardo says. "I know."

Put your hand on the table, Mark thinks to himself. Let him hold your hand.

But he can't do it.

He'll get there, he hopes, eventually. Maybe soon. He hopes – he thinks that they'll have time.

He gets the check and Eduardo rolls his eyes, but then he gives Mark such a patently adoring smile that Mark colors a little, the warmth flushing all the way in through his chest.

Eduardo takes a deep breath when they step outside, his chest expanding and his eyes turned up to the starry summer sky. The night is heady with crickets and the light residual blush of daytime heat. Mark stands beside Eduardo with his hands shoved in his pockets, shoulders tight, waiting uncertainly for the next step.

Finally Eduardo turns to him. His eyes are a little overbright.

"I really want to kiss you," he says.

Mark feels a muscle jump in his jaw as he bites down around whatever response was about to come tumbling out of his mouth, and then he murmurs, tight, "Wardo," because he just feels like he has to say something and Eduardo's name seems like the surest thing he can put into words right now.

"I don't want you to do anything you don't want to do," Eduardo says, fingering the half-done zip of Mark's hoodie against his chest, "but if you want to—"