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It's Complicated: But sexy!

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sorry about the delay in getting this up! please put all new prompts here.




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.
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♥ 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 ;))


♥ 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)
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♥ 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.
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.






have fun!

THERE WILL BE UNMARKED SPOILERS. enter at your own risk! :D


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.)



Re: [Crossover], Eduardo/Mark, HOUSE. FILL Part 2/?

Mark fights having to fly to New Jersey, but there doesn't seem to be a choice in the matter. He forces Dustin to stay in Palo Alto to handle the press that will surely be beating down Facebook HQ's doors as soon as they hear of it, and flies in alone. They insist on a wheelchair upon his arrival and one of the attending doctors (Chase, the attractive man introduces himself in a British, no, Australian accent as they head for the appropriate wing) takes his luggage and laptop case, which is mildly infuriating, but Mark assumes the guy is just being polite.
They take him to his room, which is nice. Princeton-Plainsboro seems to take a similar stand as Facebook HQ, using windows instead of walls. It's a nice design aesthetic. Calming.
"When will I see House?" He asks Chase.
"Frankly, if you weren't who you are, I doubt he'd show his face at all, but he'll be too curious to poke his head in."
Confused, Mark says, "I thought he was supposed to be my doctor?"
"Yeah," Chase explains, calm and non-placating, which Mark respects, "But he's not the only diagnostician here. He runs a team. There's myself, Dr. Foreman and Dr. Hadley, at the moment. He'll work on your case himself, for the most part. He just has us do the dirty work."
"I see," Mark says, a little taken aback. Maybe he should've done a little more research before he jumped on the next plane for New Jersey. But Dustin had seemed so worried.
"It bothers a lot of people that he acts like he doesn't care enough to show himself. But he does care. That's part of why he maintains the distance."
Mark was struck with a pang of recognition, sensing a sort of kindred spirit in Dr. House and hating him immediately for it.
"It's really not a big deal, I underst--"
Mark's world went black again.
When he woke up, he was hit by sympathetic waves of pain and nausea, and he gestured wildly at the doctor hovering over him for a basin. She seemed to understand and drew one out from under the bed just in time; he promptly vomited blood into it.
"What the hell," he sputtered, not enjoying the tinny taste in his mouth a bit.
"You seized again," the woman said calmly, "You already vomited once while unconcious. And you're excreted blood elsewehere. Your nose is bleeding, as are your ears. We haven't had the oppertunity to check anywhere else yet."
"Which one are you," Mark asks, though his throat feels raw, "Hadley or Foreman? And where's Chase?"
"Chase went to get a sedative," Hadley says, and on cue, the doors to Mark's room swish open and Chase jogs back over. "I'm Hadley. They call me Thirteen, though."
Mark notices dampness between himself and the sheets and blanches. "Um, either I had an accident when I seized, which I don't remember anybody telling me happened last time, or I'm... bleeding elsewhere." Mark gestures below his waist.

Re: [Crossover], Eduardo/Mark, HOUSE. FILL Part 3/?

Mark is asleep when he hears the commotion and wakes, slowly, angrily.
"Where the hell is he?!"
Mark jolts upright with a start. He knows that voice.
"Sir, I really must ask that you respect visiting hours--" A female voice replies.
"I don't give a damn about--"
"Would you please keep your voice down?!?"
"I've been in a plane for 14 hours after getting a phonecall about him having seizures and bleeding all over the place and you want me to calm down? I need to see him. I'll ask you again. Where is Mark Zuckerberg's room?"
There is a sigh, and the familiar voice must have won, because a second later, Eduardo Saverin comes through the sliding glass doors of Mark's room.
"Hey," Mark says, going for noncholant.
Eduardo stares at him a moment, then begins to sputter indignantly. "Hey? HEY!?"
"HEY!" A third voice adds to the mix, and an older man, hobbles in, leaning on a cane, "I WANT TO YELL TOO! WHOO! Now, calm the hell down and stop aggrivating my patient."
"Aggrivating? I--"
"I don't care," the man says dismissively, waving his cane at Eduardo.
"You must be Dr. House," Mark says, tone neutral.
"And you must be the Facebook guy. It's an honor and a privelege, blah blah blah. Look, I have some insight into why you might be bleeding from every known orifice."
"Why are you here at 2AM?"
"I think," House shrugs, "I lose track of time. At any rate, have you recieved any death threats?"
"I'm the owner of a multibillion dollar company," Mark says, "What do you think?"
"Do you handle any mail that comes through your business without checking it for Anthrax or similar substances?" House asks, dropping into a chair at Mark's left.
"That seems a little paranoid..." Mark says, fearing the worst but feeling intrigued.
"Seems like something Sean would say," Eduardo grumbles from the corner of the room. Mark shoots him a glare.
"It is. It would be fairly expensive too, in comparisson to just opening an envelope and shaking it to see if any deadly toxins fall out. Have you been doing any correspondance with Japan by snail mail lately?"
"One or two things. One of the biggest net developers in Tokyo likes to send copies of proposals by fax, e-mail and post to make sure it comes through. You think it's a toxin? I've been poisoned?"
"I don't know yet; I need a blood sample," House shrugs.
"Can't you use the blood you've already got?"
"We've already used it to test for epilepsy, Anthrax and Arsenic poisoning, in addition to standard tests. Your blood sugar is extreme, which might explain the seizures. The toxin in question is supposed to make a person bleed to internally, going unnoticed, but if it's in your system, something's clearly gone wrong. Probably due to the fact that you starve yourself to play your little computer game. I need more to test for this new toxin. So new it doesn't even have a name."
"Is it lethal?" Mark asks quietly, ignoring the jabs about Facebook. He'd let this guy have it later.
"In large amounts. Internal bleeding is usually lethal, because it often goes unnoticed. Gimme your arm." House pulls a tray from where it rests in the corner and uncerimoniously jabs a needle in Mark's arm, removing a small bag full of blood before wrapping it in gauze and tape.
"Hey, you didn't let me pick which color tape I wanted," Mark pouts.
"Spoiled little rich kid," House grumbles. "The test will take a few hours to come back, one of my team will bring the results by. If it hasn't killed you yet, chances are you didn't ingest enough for it to be lethal."
"How would it have slipped through the post office?"
"It would've slipped by you too, it's a spray, not a powder. Practically untracable until it's in your bloodstream. Nasty business. You really need to limit incoming mail to faxes and e-mails if you value your life at all. I'm surprised you aren't dead already."
Mark blinked at him, "Frankly, I'm surprised too."
"Well, at any rate, don't let me interrupt your little lover's spat," House waved a dismissive hand. "Nice to meet you, Facebook kid."
"Mark," Mark corrects him, "Zuckerberg."
"That's great," The doctor says, clearly disinterested as he limps back out of the room.
"Lovers?!" Eduardo sputters.


Hahaha! Oh man, I'm just so glad someone is filling this!

Re: [Crossover], Eduardo/Mark, HOUSE. FILL Part 3/?

This is great! <3

Re: [Crossover], Eduardo/Mark, HOUSE. FILL Part 3/?

hahaha, you're amazing, author!anon!! :))