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It's Complicated: But sexy!


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[PART SEVEN] - CLOSED
quick note; GUYS. please be aware that if you posted a prompt in part six and it is now screened, i have posted them to the post already - so that you guys don't have to. thanks for being patient and making the fill-a-thon such a success!

sorry i didn't get much of delicious done; i lacked the internet over the break but rest assured i have absolutely nothing to do so will get it, hopefully.


THE SOCIAL NETWORK KINK MEME


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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.

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NEW RULE;

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[RPF] Jesse/Girl!Andrew

(Anonymous)
he gives her oral.

fill - this is the time of my life [0/5]

(Anonymous)
story title and section titles all courtesy of tegan & sara's "all you got." there isn't much plot to this, i guess: just five slice-of-life moments between jesse (who is a boy) and andrew (who is a girl). op: slowly, but surely, i am getting to the kink part of your prompt - hope it doesn't disappoint! :)

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[Optional prologue]

Emma think it's hilarious: "You're a 27 year old Academy award nominated Hollywood actor with a university degree who's written an off-Broadway play, and apparently the most interesting thing about you is that you have a British lesbian superhero girlfriend named Andrew."

"First lesbian superhero," Jesse says dryly which sets off Emma's laughter all over again. "It's not funny."

"I know, I was her lesbian damsel-in-distress: I was there," Emma manages between giggles. "And yes it is."

fill - this is the time of my life [1/5]

(Anonymous)
One: Here the lights fall just as hard, a bit softer in the stall

Little known fact #1: it's not love at first sight. But they do become fast friends, and even develop a routine when they end up living together for the entire Boston leg of the film shoot, both of them calling their respective girlfriends at the end of every night from bedrooms on the opposite ends of the house.

People always say they'll stay in touch but never do, so Jesse's more than a little surprised when Andrew calls him a year later: says that she's in town for the weekend and that they should meet for drinks. Jesse's between jobs and hasn't really left his apartment for reasons other than food or work since his break-up three months prior, so he grabs his jacket and goes.

Her hair's longer and shaggier ("I only kept it short because the girlfriend liked it short, but she finished with me, so fuck it.") and she's much less delicate-looking than he remembers. But she still gets and laughs at all his jokes, and listens, really listens, when he tells her about his day. By the time their food arrives at the table, Jesse finds himself fighting the urge to lean over the table and hold her hand.

At the end of the night, Jesse walks her back to her hotel ("You may be a superhero now, but you still have a terrible sense of direction," he tells her because they both know it's true). They loiter outside the building for a moment making small talk, before Andrew, suddenly shy, asks Jesse if he wants to come up for a drink.

("You know, I really thought you were gay," Jesse says breathlessly between kisses, shoving the hotel door shut behind them.

"I like to keep my options open," Andrew tells him mischievously, kicking off her sneakers and fisting a hand against the back of his t-shirt.

Jesse considers her for a moment, and finally says, somewhat apologetically, "I'm not the kind of guy who carries condoms around in his wallet."

"That's okay." Andrew leans in for another kiss: "I'm the kind of girl who carries condoms around in her suitcase.")


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Little known fact #2: "I don't actually not have any sex drive at all," Jesse tells her, and he can feel his face turning red. "It's just. You know. Low. Sometimes."

Andrew tilts her head and her hair falls into her face, but she doesn't say anything, so Jesse takes this as his cue to press on: "It's like. Um. Other people who are on...what I'm on? Some of them don't even feel anything...down there? It's not like that for me, I just. Uh. Orgasms are. Tricky? And it's...not anything personal. You know."

Abruptly, Jesse shuts his mouth and finds himself self-consciously fidgeting.

Andrew reaches out a hand to still Jesse's. "Okay," she says, a smile playing on her lips. "I think we can work with this."


-

Little know fact #3: Jesse genuinely does enjoy sex - there is something about it, about being in the moment, in intimacy. And in this moment, sometimes, he'll even forget about being self-conscious, because there is nothing else: just this.

Jesse finds himself particularly enjoying sex with Andrew, who's never discouraged if Jesse's erection starts to soften in the middle of a blowjob and focuses her attentions elsewhere until he's ready to go again; who has an extensive collection of vibrators and toys; who arches up against Jesse when he fucks into her and buries her face against his shoulder when she rides him.

(After the first time, in Andrew's hotel room, Jesse's not sure if she wants him to stay or go; he kind of sits up and starts groping for his boxers. Andrew's watching him, her lipstick and mascara smeared, "Are you leaving?" she asks.

Jesse cranes his head to look at her, "Do you want me to?"

"No," she says honestly, tugging him back down into the bed. "Stay. You should stay."

"Okay," Jesse agrees, pulling the sheets up around them, leaning in close enough that their noses are almost touching.)

fill - this is the time of my life [2/5]

(Anonymous)
Two: It's not really wrong, it's not really right: I'm wide awake

It's days like today when Jesse will thank any and all deities that he was not born a woman.

"Wait, explain the logic of all of this to me again?" he says.

Andrew sighs and looks up from where she's lying on the couch with her laptop. "I've got this stupid photoshoot coming up in two days."

"Okay?"

"It's like. Summer-themed."

Jesse perches on the end of the couch. "And?"

Her tone darkens, "And they're going to make me wear a bikini, and they're going to take pictures of that."

"So?" This is the part that Jesse doesn't understand. "You look good."

"So," Andrew draws out the syllable. "I have to do this stupid crash diet for the shoot so I don't look ridiculous in the stupid photos."

"You're not going to look ridiculous," Jesse says. "That's what Photoshop's for, I think."

"Trust me, this is not because I love not eating," she shakes her head tragically. "I'm currently making a list of people in my head that I'd kill in exchange for chocolate cake."

Jesse still isn't exactly sure that he understands, but he figures that he knows when sympathy seems to be necessary. "Anything I can do?" he asks, trying to sound as contrite as possible.

Andrew chews on her lower lip and stabs at the enter key on her laptop. "What are you doing two nights from now?"

"Nothing. Why?"

"You're buying me dinner to celebrate the end of the worst crash diet ever," Andrew tells him seriously. "I'm going to have cake for appetizer, entree and dessert. And you can't stop me."

"Wouldn't dream of it," Jesse agrees, leaning over to kiss the top of her head.

-

True to his word, Wednesday evening finds them in the back corner of The Cheesecake Factory: Jesse works on a vegetarian burger but is mostly distracted and impressed by Andrew shoveling an impressive amount of chicken and steak fries into her mouth, and chasing it with a piece of double chocolate cake that's probably bigger than her head.

"Enjoying your meal?" Jesse asks her, somewhat horrified, but mostly amazed.

"Yes," she says cheerfully around another bite of cake.

Her good mood doesn't even seem to dampen later that night when Jesse's holding her hair back because she's throwing up from eating too much, too fast.

"This cake tasted much better going down," she says between wretches, her voice muffled.

Jesse sighs, patting her on the back. "Everything about today was such a bad idea."

"Nonsense," she tells him. She wipes her mouth and flushes, and then sort of half-leans and half-sits against their bathroom wall. "That meal was incredible! This is almost better than the time I puked in Prince's toilet!"

"I don't think I want to know," Jesse says, handing her a glass of water. "You're lucky I love you, because this is kind of disgusting."

She kind of freezes, her outstretched hand reaching for the glass, "Wait...you love me?"

Jesse kind of stares at her, incredulous: "Andrew, I just held back your hair while you puked because you ate an entire chicken and then crammed a piece of cake bigger than your face into your mouth."

Andrew's mouth quirks into a smile, half-hidden by the lip of the drinking glass. "Well," she says. "When you put it that way." She takes a drink from the glass, swallows, pauses. "Hey Jesse?"

"What, Andrew?" he answers, sliding down onto the floor beside her.

"I love you, too."

Re: fill - this is the time of my life [2/5]

Oh, I can't handle the adorableness XD

Great job, anon!

Re: fill - this is the time of my life [2/5]

(Anonymous)
moooooooore please? girl!andrew and jesse are adorable. :)

Re: fill - this is the time of my life [2/5]

(Anonymous)
This is absolutely lovely!

Re: fill - this is the time of my life [2/5]

(Anonymous)
I LOVE EVERYONE IN THIS BAR.

so sweet and believable, and very well written. you have my heart anon

HI I AM OP.

this is very nice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! omg so happy someone filled my prompt (no one ever fills my prompts :'( ) it's so fucking good so far, thank you so much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! you are my new favorite person.

fill - this is the time of my life [3/5]

(Anonymous)
omg: thank you so much for the super-sweet comments: i super appreciate that you guys took the time to read this story! ♥

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Three: She's upfront, upshot, upstart, up in every case

In January, Jesse's got a film opening at Sundance - he's less than excited about his contractual obligation to make an appearance, but Andrew agrees to come along, and with his hand clutching tightly to her mittened one, Jesse decides that Utah in the dead of winter is way less shitty when Andrew's by his side.

She hasn't got a movie here this year, so while Jesse doing Q&As and Meet and Greets, Andrew spends her days snowboarding and sleeping in. Jesse might consider hating her a little if not for her going to dinners with him as his plus one and gracefully running interference when the press start in on them and their first public outing as a couple.

The film is screening on the fourth day of the festival, and Jesse really doesn't want to be in attendance for that, so they make a plan: they'll sneak out of the auditorium when the lights go down; they'll play hooky for the next hour and a half or so, and then get Jesse back in time for the credits.

Admittedly, the plan is kind of juvenile and half-assed, but as Jesse and Andrew run down the hallway and out into the street, laughing, neither of them care in the slightest.

They end up back in their hotel room, kissing lazily on the bed.

"So this was your nefarious plan: skip out on your movie so you can get laid?" Andrew says, tweaking Jesse's nose. "I wanted to see your film, you know."

Jesse reaches over to tuck a stray piece of hair behind Andrew's ear. "Well, you're just going to have to watch it on your own time. Without me."

Andrew widens her eyes into an imitation of seriousness: "I don't know how you're ever going to be able to compensate for the disappointment I'm feeling right now."

Leaning forward to kiss her again, Jesse's grins. "Challenge accepted," he says.

-

Jesse's consistently surprised at his ability to take Andrew apart: how she squirms underneath him, making those breathy, gaspy noises because of him, for him; her panties pulled down, her skirt rucked up, exposing the paleness of her thighs.

Her legs are spread, and her hand's threaded through his hair - Jesse slides his tongue over her clit, slowly, replacing the fingers he's been trailing over her just moments before. He slides his tongue back over again and again, before pushing her legs apart further to use his entire mouth on her, licking and kissing and sucking at her as she trembles against him, moaning. He flicks his tongue against her labia once, twice, before sliding it back over her clit.

He nudges two fingers slowly into her vagina without breaking his rhythm against her clit, and she's so wet and warm as he pushes his fingers further into her. The hand in Jesse's hair tightens its hold as she arches up a bit off the bed when he experimentally slides in a third finger and curls all three; and she's moaningchantinggasping ohmygodohmygodohmygod, clenching against him as she presses her free hand against her mouth. Jesse doesn't stop: he keeps going until she's thrown her head back; until her legs are shaking; until she's practically sobbing his name again and again and again.

He slides his fingers out of her carefully and strokes her slowly through her come-down.

When she's finally, finally stopped shaking, he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, careful to avoid his shirt sleeve, and crawls back up the bed to pull her tightly to him, and kiss her.

"Oh my god," she whispers after a long moment, and she looks absolutely wrecked. "Not that I'm complaining, but what the hell was that?"

Jesse thinks about it for a moment. "That was a 'thanks for coming with me to Utah...thank you'," he tells her, smoothing the skirt back down over her thighs. "So thank you."

Andrew stares at him for a moment, looking a little starry-eyed. "You should probably get back soon," she finally says. "You might want to wash your face first, though."

Jesse quickly checks the watch on Andrew's wrist - decides that there's still enough time. "Five more minutes," he announces, tugging Andrew in closer with a contented sigh.

fill - this is the time of my life [4/5]

(Anonymous)
Four: The kind of girl that whispers, "Thank god for you"

Insomnia is an occurrence frequent enough that Jesse is almost unfazed when he takes himself to the couch in glasses and worn pajama pants, grabbing a script to pore over under the desk lamp beside his couch. He only gets through five and a half pages, before Andrew comes padding into the room in a zipped-up hoody, a pair of Jesse's old boxers, and a terrible case of bed-head.

"You okay?" she asks, yawning so wide her jaw cracks as she drops down gracelessly beside him.

Jesse smiles and lifts an arm so that she can lean up against his side. "Couldn't sleep. You?"

"I was trying to cop a feel but there was no one to grope," Andrew explains. "It was distressing." She peers over at the sheaf of papers in his hands: "What are you reading?"

Jesse shows her the cover page, "It's this script that was on the bedside table - I think it's the one you're auditioning for next week?"

"Oh, the riotgrrl one? It looks good, doesn't it?"

"I'm only a few pages in," Jesse admits. "There's already been a lot of nudity, amphetamines, and a montaged sex scene."

"The early nineties, man," Andrew says dreamily. "It's about ladies taking back the night: it would be awesome if I could get a bit in it."

"How does it end?"

"Disillusionment. Well, except for the main character's little sister, who starts, like, grassroots movements, which hopefully inspire a new generation of little riotgrrls."

"That's not really a happy ending, is it?" Jesse asks, tilting his head.

"Well, no. But happy endings in movies might be overrated anyway." Andrew stretches out, letting her legs dangle from the end of the couch, her toe nails painted bright pink. "Life doesn't stop when the hero gets the girl."

"Movies are closed texts," Jesse tells her affectionately, setting down the script and lacing their fingers together.

She looks up at him: "But life isn't a closed text," she counters.

Jesse huffs a laugh. "So what happens after the hero gets the girl?"

"Well, in the arachnid movies, I save Emma and then we probably go to college together, but that's only because there's a sequel." Andrew pauses, thinking. "Otherwise, I suppose typically they'd get older, but maybe not wiser. She'll buy stainless steel appliances, he'll get fat, and they'll do their best to stay together and be happy, but it doesn't always work."

Jesse rests his chin on the top of her head. "Are you saying that we're not going to be happy?" he says mildly. And then, almost as an after-thought, "Or that I'm going to get fat?"

"I don't know," Andrew declares, squeezing his hand. "Are you the hero of this story?"

"I think I'd like to be."

Andrew seems to consider him for a moment, shifting minutely. "Well," she finally says. "Lucky for you then, the story's going to keep changing because there aren't any guarantees. It's a little confusing, yeah, but it's not ever going to be boring: I don't know where it's going just yet, but I'd like to find out. Don't you?"

"I don't like not having a plan," Jesse admits. He pushes up his glasses to rub at his eyes. "I'm really bad at improvising."

"You're doing all right so far," Andrew tells him sincerely, twisting around to look at him in earnest.

"Okay," he sighs. When he looks down, Andrew's still watching him, that half-smile on her lips. "Okay," he repeats, a smile twitching at his own mouth in response.

fill - this is the time of my life [5/5]

(Anonymous)
Five: Oh yeah, all you got is me; oh yeah, all you need is me

Jesse gets roped into doing the Canadian leg of the promo tour for their Woody Allen movie with Ellen because Alison's made prior commitments.

("But I'm not even Canadian!" Jesse protests half-heartedly.

"Who cares: you'll be fine," Alison dismisses. "If all else fails, just tell the interviewer you're actually Michael Cera: he's one of us, and they'll probably believe you.")

There are, admittedly, much worse than a promo tour with Ellen Page, who's smart and funny and has a really sweet girlfriend who hangs out with them during the shoot. Interviewers also all genuinely like Ellen, which makes it easier on Jesse when the focus is off of him. And when they do ask him questions, it's the same ones over and over anyway: 'what's the movie about?' and 'what was it like to work with Mr. Allen?' and 'how do you feel about Ellen Page as your leading lady?'

Jesse's become really good with his stock answers, succinctly summarizing the film and gushing about how much he admires his director's work without sounding like he's gushing, and heaping praise on Ellen that simultaneously makes her laugh and blush.

Nothing can prepare him for the interview in Toronto though, when the earnest, unnaturally-tanned interviewer follows up his question about working with Ellen with: "Speaking of leading ladies, how is your real-life leading lady?"

Jesse is almost unable to conceal his own surprise. "Uh...she's good," he says slowly. He looks over at Ellen, but she smiles indulgently at him instead. "She's pretty busy, but good."

"Just good?" the interviewer asks leaning forward.

Jesse licks his lips and tries not to sigh. "She's, um...great?" he hedges. "She's, uh, really nice to old people and babies, and bakes scones. And, uh, she's not scared of my driving skills anymore, which is...good."

"Like, car driving?" Ellen interjects, her eyes sparkling conspicuously. "Or, like, your sexy driving skills?"

Here's the other thing that Jesse really likes about being in Ellen's company: her recognition of completely ridiculous situations, and her willingness to subtly take it one step further. "Oh," Jesse deadpans. "That's a non-issue since I haven't got much sex drive to speak of. But she's great about that too. Super patient and, uh, creative."

The interviewer stares at them like he's just swallowed a bug. "Sounds like you're a pretty lucky guy," he says with an uncomfortable laugh.

“Yeah," Jesse agrees, his face poker-straight. "My situation’s pretty adequate."

Ellen gives Jesse a sideways glance. "That's such a ringing endorsement. You better hope she's not watching right now, because it's like 'oh, honey. I love your adequacy.'"

It's too late to turn back now - it's go big or go home - so Jesse turns to the camera and smiles sweetly: "Hi honey, if you're watching. I just wanted you to know: you're really adequate to me."

-

"So how mad is your publicist right now?" Andrew says, laughing, when Jesse calls her after the ridiculous interview to tell her all about it. Ellen waves at him from the other side of the cab where she's recounting the afternoon in a face-time with Alison.

"Pretty angry," Jesse admits ruefully. "Ellen says hi."

"You basically called me a slut on television," Andrew teases. "And then told everyone I was merely adequate. Hi Ellen."

"I also told Canadians that I have erectile dysfunction and called you a sandwich spread," Jesse corrects her. "I don't think they know what to believe anymore."

"Yeah, I was meaning to talk to you about that," Andrew says. "I don't think I like 'Honey.'"

"Sweetheart?"

Andrew snorts with disapproval. "Try harder, love."

Jesse thinks for a moment, "Stalin?"

"Stalin?!"

"As in 'you, my Stalin, have conquered the Russia that is my heart'?" Jesse suggests hopefully.

This sets off Andrew's laughter again, her giggles filtering across the line, the sound going straight to Jesse's spine. "What have I done to deserve you?" she finally manages.

"Oh, come on," Jesse says warmly, smiling. "It's not that bad, is it?"

"No, of course not," she admits, and Jesse can see her in his mind's eye, grinning fondly, her head tipped to the side, and this: this is all he needs.

Re: fill - this is the time of my life [5/5]

Lovely, sweet, and the banters <33

Re: fill - this is the time of my life [5/5]

I don't think I could be anymore in love with this piece than I already am. it's lovely, and the dialogue is wonderful - witty and adorable but most especially couple-y/ or couple-like(?)

'you, my Stalin, have conquered the Russia that is my heart'?
I love it! honestly

Re: fill - this is the time of my life [5/5]

I want to take this fic home and cuddle it and pet it and love it! \o/

This is glorious, and I love your girl!Andrew and Jesse. It tickles me that girl!Andrew is so close to the original, and the way you write Jesse, how he needs to share all his perceived weaknesses immediately, and how he totally plays journalists, that is absolutely spot on and hilarious. A million ♥

OP HOMEY - b0ugeotte, 2011-06-28 10:36 am (UTC)(Expand)
Re: fill - this is the time of my life [5/5] - (Anonymous), 2011-06-28 02:32 pm (UTC)(Expand)
Re: fill - this is the time of my life [5/5] - (Anonymous), 2011-07-04 04:23 am (UTC)(Expand)