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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


ASK THE MODS * FAQ * DISCUSSION * RESEARCH * FILL LIST * PART ONE * PART ONE (OVERFLOW) * PART TWO * PART TWO (OVERFLOW) * PART THREE * (PART THREE (OVERFLOW) * PART FOUR * PART FIVE * PART SIX


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.

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♥ 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.
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♥ fills can be posted anonymously or not.
♥ fills can be anything: fic, art, vid, fanmix, podfic, etc.
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NEW: ♥ PLEASE comment with the first of your fill to the PROMPT and then all future updates as a comment to the FIRST PART of the fill. this makes it easier for both the WIP spreadhseet and for archiving stuff on delicious. it also helps people who are trying to catch up on updates and don't have to look through every fill on the prompt (should it have more than one). thank you.






[ARCHIVING]

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[FILLED REQUESTS]

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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 three, four, five or six over here again. the delicious is around for people to find prompts they may not have already seen. (prompts for parts one and two are now up for reposting.)

NEW RULE;

PLEASE TAKE NOTE OF THE 'FILL' RULES. THERE HAS BEEN A CHANGE. thank you.
Tags:

Eduardo, OT4 friendship, complicated family

(Anonymous)
I just got off the phone with my parents and could use some cheering up. I love them, they love me, and I know they've always done the best they could, but they make me feel so very alone and inadequate, and that's very much how I imagine Eduardo's family life to be like. (I might be projecting.)
Someone write me a little cheer-me-up? Gen, slash, orgy, I don't care, just something with down Eduardo and his friends being there for him and letting him know he's loved, and he's okay the way he is, he doesn't have to be perfect and he is worth something, he doesn't have to be strong all the time and he doesn't have to hide when he's not strong, and his needs are just as important as everybody else's.

fill: this is my family; I found it, all on my own. it's little, and broken, but good. 1/2

(Anonymous)
Oh, Hun, I know exactly how you feel. In fact, I'm pretty sure you're me, or are at least living in my family. Here, I dunno if this is great, but I hope it makes you feel a little bit better.

Also, ignore the title; it's my favorite Lilo and Stitch quote xD


They can always tell when Eduardo's just gotten off the phone with his parents. Dustin used to compare it to Spidey Senses, or Maternal Instincts, but Mark thinks it just bears down to the fact that, when they want to be, they're damn right observant people. That when it comes down to it, they're each other's only family, at least here, and family comes first.

Dustin is the one who always notices the slump in Eduardo's shoulders, the way it looks like he's stopped holding himself up straight and for all the world to see, the way it looks like he's given up, at least for the night.

Chris hears him sigh, hears the thud of his shoes as they slip off his feet, hears the rustle of Eduardo slipping off his jacket and throwing it on the floor, even if it wrinkles and he'll have to dry clean it in the morning.

Mark, once Dustin nudges him to look up from his screen, sees the tiredness in Eduardo's eyes, and can practically sense that he's giving up, can feel that he's been ignored or mistreated. Mark's the one most in tune with Eduardo, even if it takes him longer to notice. Once he does, he just gets it.

"C'mere." Mark mutters, motioning to Eduardo. Mark stands up and meets him halfway across the room, just standing close to him, close enough so that a whisper is just the right volume. "You know-"

"I know." Eduardo says, because it isn't pacifying, or placating, they just don't need words. He always does know. "They love me, I know, and they want what's best, but it feels like-"

"I know." Dustin cuts in, jerking his head towards the lumpy couch in the middle of the room. "I was the youngest, the goofball. My family tried to send me to military school to straighten me out." Eduardo sits down gingerly next to Dustin, who throws an arm around his shoulder, tugging him a little closer before relaxing his hold. "Trust me, I know. But," He says, encouragingly. "It'll be alright."

Mark comes and sits down on his other side, and Eduardo can feel himself gravitate just into him, lean just into his personal bubble, enough so that if Mark wanted to pull away it would be totally warranted. Mark never does,though. On off days, tired days, he'll sit still, ignoring it, until he's comfortable, or buzzed, or sleepy. On days like this, though, he throws his boundaries aside, at least for the time being, and lets Eduardo lean into him, shoulder to shoulder, knee to knee, chest to chest, mouth to mouth- whatever Eduardo happens to need at the time. Mark doesn't give a lot, but when he does Eduardo feels it.

"It's my job to be the realist, here." Chris says, leaning against the arm of the couch on Dustin's side. "And I can't tell you how everything will work out with your parents, with your dad, in the end." Eduardo nods, swallowing the lump in his throat. "But I can tell you that, no matter fucking what, we'll be here." Dustin nods fervently, Mark leans into him just slightly, and if Eduardo were a more sentimental man he could fall to pieces and cry here, just from being surrounded by this strange bunch of misfits he seems to have gathered as friends, as best friends.

"Come on." Dustin springs up and Chris slides effortlessly into his forgotten seat. "I'm gonna run down to the corner store, get us a twelve pack, and we're going to watch Disney movies."


fill: this is my family; I found it, all on my own. it's little, and broken, but good. 2/2

(Anonymous)
"We're in college." Mark points out, giving Dustin one of those Dustin, what the fuck looks that everyone knows is really just a form of endearment.

"So?" Chris asks, kicking his feet up on the coffee table. "We need a night in." He looks to Eduardo, who grins back at him. "I think we've got a copy of Mary Poppins around here."

At the doorway, sliding on his coat, Dustin visibly shudders. "No thank you, flying old ladies with umbrellas are so not my thing."

Chris laughs, momentarily distracted by teasing Dustin. Mark takes the opportunity to stretch just into Eduardo, talking quietly. "Are you alright?" He asks, like he always does, because even if Mark knows him better than maybe anyone, he still needs verbal affirmation that he's doing something right. "Do you want to watch stupid movies, is that okay?" He looks Eduardo right in the eye, all of his attention concentrated and focused. Eduardo nearly balks under the intensity.

"It's great." He says quietly, but earnestly. "And I'll be alright." He leans down just enough to nudge Mark's temple with his nose.

Mark stays quiet for a second before nodding and turning to the debate Chris and Dustin are having or Mulan or Cinderella. "Mulan," Mark says flippantly. "She did something, Cinderella cried until some old hag came and gave her everything she wanted."

"You would take that side." Dustin laughs, shaking his head.

Eduardo smiles at their conversation before relaxing into the couch, his head on Mark's shoulder, his socked feet just brushing Chris's thigh. He yawns, letting the stress from the day roll off his shoulders, and wonders, for the hundredth time, where he found friends as amazing as these.

~fin~

Re: fill: this is my family; I found it, all on my own. it's little, and broken, but good. 2/2

This is adorable.

OP - Re: fill: this is my family; I found it, all on my own. it's little, and broken, but good. 2/2

(Anonymous)
Thank you, author!anon. :) This is adorable and sad and sweet and hopeful (and kind of foreshadowing with the "But I can tell you that, no matter fucking what, we'll be here."), and it makes me wonder if watching stupid movies with your friends is a universally applied cure for family issues, because, yes, I do that too.

Re: fill: this is my family; I found it, all on my own. it's little, and broken, but good. 2/2

adorable

Re: fill: this is my family; I found it, all on my own. it's little, and broken, but good. 2/2

Made me so happy and ridiculous smiley :)))

Second Fill - Not in Blood, But in Bond 1/2

Um hi I wrote this the same night I saw your prompt because I sympathise and understand and I wanted to make you feel a little better except I typed it on my phone and wanted to check it out on a proper computer before I post it. Then I got sidetracked and forgot that I wrote something lol. The fill above mine is beautiful and I hope no one would mind that I would post a second fill. (FAIR WARNING - I TYPED IT ON MY PHONE WHICH HAS THE PROPENSITY TO AUTO CORRECT THINGS THAT DO NOT NEED TO BE CORRECTED. and also there will probably be typos and run on sentences and other things that would make me weep in embarrassment once I can look it over on a screen larger than my palm)

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It's the way Chris rolls his eyes at him when he still knocks before entering the suite. The way he hands Eduardo a newly duplicated key that now rests beside his own in a keyring that he keeps in his pockets.

You're a part of this.

It's the way Dustin looked at him as if he doesn't understand what the big deal was when he hands Eduardo a stack of indexed handwritten notes on a MicroEcon topic Eduardo had missed the discussion on. The same look he gives Eduardo when Eduardo had flashed a brilliant smile over the fact that Dustin knew how he likes his coffee best - black and two sugars.

We got your back.

It's the way Mark would sit close to him when his back is curved and tensed, elbows digging into his knees. The way a palm would cup the back of his neck, soft and grounding, until the sound of his father's voice would mute itself in his head and all he would hear are their breaths and the clicks and clacks of Mark typing one handed.

I'm here for you.

It's the way there's a cup of warm soup in his cold hands, some pills on the table, and a blanket around his shoulders. The way they refused to leave him at the suite and glared at him every time he tries to insist that they could go out. The way he still finds himself huddled in the common room surrounded by them, echoes of a party they were planning to attend drowned out by the sound of explosions on the TV.

We're a unit.

Second Fill - Not in Blood, But in Bond 1.5/2

ANNNND I FORGOT TO GO ANON. also oh god do u have any idea how hard it is to post using a phone ;___;



It's the way, many years and lawsuits and time-spent-not-talking later, they arrive at his doorstep—albeit separately, undoubtedly flying in from different places on different flights—less than 24 hours after Eduardo had sent each of them a single text that only had an address and an '-ES'.

The way 'I don't have a son', 'I've never had a son', and the tone of a call being dropped, dimmed themselves in his mind when Dustin had started knocking.

The way he could let his eyes drift close, comforted by the voices of Chris and Dustin exchanging random stories on the floor whilst nursing their Singaporean beers. The way they looked up and froze when the news anchor on the TV they've been ignoring mentions Mark's name and flashes a recorded video of Mark giving some speech a day ago in a conference in Europe. The way they seem to relax when Eduardo laughed about how uncomfortable Mark looked in a suit.

You still have us.

The way Mark had stumbled in, two hours later, wearing a rumpled suit and carrying nothing but his passport and his wallet, looking ready to pass out on his feet. The way Eduardo was the only one who seemed surprised that Mark actually came.

The way the three of them cuts Eduardo off when he tries to apologise after realising that Mark must've ditched a conference that even the douche from Google attended. Tries to apologise after noticing Chris's formal trousers and the tie he had discarded hanging at the door knob. Tries to apologise after noticing Dustin's white button down balled up with a coat, thrown at the corner after he had asked Eduardo for a T-shirt he could change into.

The way Dustin gives him that look again; the way Chris says shut the fuck up like he is annoyed that Eduardo is apologising.

How Mark shrugs at him from the corner of the sofa, eyes hooded and body curled into a loose ball, toes tucked under Eduardo's thighs.

You're more than worth it.

It's the way he finds himself blinking up the ceiling, sunlight filtering through the panes of glass, wondering why he feels lighter than he has in what feels like a lifetime.

The way he realises just how much he had missed them.

The way he tries to sit up but was held down by a weight on his chest; finds himself greeted by a tangle of curls he hasn't seen in person for years. How a small laugh escapes him when he feels the damp spot on his skin, directly below Mark's parted lips.

It's the way he tries not to jostle Mark when he cranes his neck and sees Chris curled around a throw pillow, snores quiet compared to Dustin who had always slept like there's a motor in his mouth. The way he notes that even years later, they still sleep the same ways they did back in college. How Dustin is sprawled haphazardly with, legs and arms spread apart, mouth wide open. Youngest and possibly the most stable of them all.

It's the way that after everything, Eduardo still knows these things about them: the way they sleep, and the sound of their snores; can still tell the difference between the several Shrugs of Mark Zuckerberg.

It's the way he remembers Dustin saying 'fuck him,' face red with anger and righteousness, after he tells them about the phone call. How Chris had crawled towards him before giving him a drunken kiss on each cheek, whispering 'you have us' next to his ear. How Mark had leaned over and pushed Chris's face away from Eduardo, squinting his eyes and trying to look menacing except they know how little Mark's glares affect them because they had long since been immune.

How Eduardo had pulled himself awake after hearing his name being repeated over and over, tiny puffs of breath against his face. How he opened his eyes and saw Mark hovering over him, focused and intense; how he had said in a firm voice: 'you don't need him, Wardo. You never really did.'

The way that the last thing he remembers before succumbing to sleep is a kiss on his jaw and a curve of a smile against his skin.

It's the way he is Wardo again: stripped off the titles and the money and the aesthetic pleasures and miseries that came along with lawsuits and Eduardo Saverin: co founder.

Second Fill - Not in Blood, But in Bond 2/2

There are other millions and billions of ways that had been done, millions and billions of ways that will be done. But above all those and because of all of those, the best thing that happened as a culmination of all the ways they had shown him how deeply rooted and permanently tangled they are to him; the summation and the result of all the little things and gestures that survived years of no communication; of NDAs and lawyers and public scrutiny -

It is the way that somehow, incredibly, Eduardo learned to love himself.

To accept all his flaws just like they accept him in his entirety; the lines between his flaws and perfections inconsequential and irrelevant.

To feel that he is worth something; that he can send a single text after years of radio silence and they would and they could and they did fuck up their schedules, could/would/did cancel their appointments, and could/would/did leave a conference that had the most powerful people in the business world in its panel, for him because he is worth that much to them. Because he is their friend even after he long stopped thinking of them as his.

To remember that he is enough. That he can and did survive on his own. That he can and did build himself a life from scratch in a country that spoke a different language and lived a different culture. That he can and did become successful without following the blueprint his father had set out for him.

To realise that he can do all of those on his on but he does not have to. Because there's Chris and there's Dustin and there's Mark and other people whom he had met in his stay on the in betweens. That if he stumbles or falls back to how he was before, there will be Chris, Dustin, and Mark who would pull him up and keep him on track and would help him as much as he wants to help them, keep them, spare them from anything that would hurt and torture.

To feel, know, realise, and remember, until the purest, most intrinsic part of the fact is etched into his mind and mixed into his blood - that around these people, the ones who have seen him at his worst, and helped him to his best; the ones who built each other up and tore each other down only to carefully patch each other up again, he is loved.


no pron because I am lame ++++++ this was supposed to be just one chapter. Curse you, character limit.

Re: Second Fill - Not in Blood, But in Bond 2/2

(Anonymous)
This was phenomenal <3 :D

Re: Second Fill - Not in Blood, But in Bond 2/2

This is wonderfully worded and you know entirely lovely. I just want to scream in stunned awe because of the descriptions and the details. <33

Re: Second Fill - Not in Blood, But in Bond 2/2

This is so lovely <3

Re: Second Fill - Not in Blood, But in Bond 2/2

(Anonymous)
OP here. Thank you, this is beautiful. Warm and caring and heartbreaking in parts, all the small, tiny, no-big-deal gestures (and it's in the details, it really is), and the ending, when after everything, despite everything, they came, just like that, just because he asked, making everything better simply by being there. *hugs* Thank you for writing this.

Re: Second Fill - Not in Blood, But in Bond 2/2

adorable, nice work ♥