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It's Complicated: But sexy!


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

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 * PART SEVEN


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.
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]

[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 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:

Mark/Eduardo, Mark/Dustin, body swap, post-deposition

(Anonymous)
A few years after the depositions, Eduardo and Dustin switch bodies and Eduardo has no idea how Mark and Dustin's relationship has grown over the years, and how Mark himself has changed over time. Bonus points if Mark and Dustin have begun to develop some less-than-platonic feelings for each other at the time of the swap. Extra bonus points if it's endgame Mark/Dustin and Mark/Eduardo friendship.

Also, I'm not exactly sure what Dustin would be up to during this time. But I know I'd love some Mark/Dustin backstory. Don't get me wrong, much of this still has to do with confusing leftover Mark/Eduardo issues.

Ugh, this prompt is too long and I'm still not satisfied with my description. Hopefully someone understands. :)

FIC: Unititled, Chapter 1a

(Anonymous)
Eduardo awakes to the sensation of something warm and wet on his face. Half-asleep, he bats at it, and his hand collides with what seems in his not entirely conscious state, to be a giant ball of fluff. The ball of fluff snuffles at him. Hesitantly, and more than a little bit worriedly, he opens his eyes.

It’s a dog. A small, shaggy white dog that resembles a large dust bunny. Well, that’s weird. He distinctly remembers not having had a dog tucked into his side last night when he went to bed, but here it is, earnestly lapping at his cheek.

Blearily, he sits up, leaning back on his elbows.

And then he starts.

This is not his bedroom, his sleek, modern bedroom with chic black-and-white décor and floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking Singapore.

Instead, he finds himself spread out on the carpet of what appears to be a nice, spacious house, sparsely furnished but well-kept. He’s lying in between a sofa and a coffee table strewn with empty beer bottles. To his left, a flat-screen tv hangs over a fireplace and a mantel lined with a Wii, a Kinect, and an array of video games. In front of him french doors open onto a patio, a pool, and, beyond that, a green lawn.

He looks down. He’s wearing jeans and a t-shirt that reads ‘triple nerd score.’

What. The. Fuck.

He scrambles around for the bathroom, the dog padding dutifully after him, and when he locates it, he stops and stares. The reflection in the mirror is pasty white and scrawny, with a jumble of bright red hair.

Dustin.

Dustin?

As idiotic as the idea sounds, it occurs to him that he and Dustin must have swapped bodies. He fishes an iPhone out of his back pocket and, feeling weirdly surreal, he calls himself.

“’Lo.”

“Dustin? It’s Eduardo.”

“Wardo!”

“Yeah, yeah. Listen – “

“Holy shit! I’m in some sort of bachelor pad, and, let me tell you, it is swank!”

“Yeah, that’s gotta be my apartment.”

“Oh. My. God.”

“What?”

“I’m a Brazilian god! Wait! If I’m you, then you’re me. Goddammit!”

“I resent that.”

“I’m coming over there! Don’t move! No, do move! Call a cab and evacuate! I repeat: evacuate!”

“Where am I?”

“Um … one night stand!”

“I woke up on the floor,” says Eduardo doubtfully. “Is that … normal?”

“Yup. I sex ‘em and then I sleep in their living rooms. That’s how I roll.”

“Whatever. Where am I supposed to go? What am I supposed to do?”

“Just … go home.” Dustin rattles off an address, and Eduardo, finding pen and paper in what appears to be an office, writes it down. “Call in sick. I’ll be there as soon as possible.”

-

Dustin lives nearby, in a McMansion with an old Volkswagen Beetle in the driveway. The house, which is pretty much a glorified rec room, is a mess, and he all but trods on a couple of cats as he picks his way through it. He does a little bit of exploring, and then falls asleep in front of the original Battlestar Galactica.

FIC: Untitled, Chapter 1b

(Anonymous)
Eduardo wakes up when the front door opens.

“Dustin?”

Mark.

Shit.

Mark shuffles in, a white plastic bag in one hand and a case of beer in the other. He sets them down on the coffee table.

“Marnie says you’re sick. You didn’t answer any of my calls.”

“I was sleeping.”

Mark accepts that. “I got Thai. Pria says spicy food is good for illness. Makes you sweat out the germs or something. It’s probably nonsense, and you’re probably faking it, but. I wanted curry.” He passes Eduardo a dish. “What time is it? I wanna stop off at home before it starts.”

Eduardo glances at his watch, but it turns out Dustin doesn’t wear one, which is not at all surprising, so he checks the guide on the satellite. “Eight forty-seven.”

“I can make it. I’ll be right back.”

Mark returns in ten minutes with a dog in his arms. A small, shaggy white dog, and Eduardo remembers that Mark got a Puli, made a Facebook page for it and everything.

That means that the house Eduardo woke up in was Mark’s house. Why did Dustin lie? Then again, why does Dustin do anything? He’s a freak.

Mark lets the dog loose, and it all but attacks Eduardo, putting its little paws on his chest to lean forward and lick his face. Mark sits down, extending his legs so that his feet are in Eduardo’s lap, and pulls his own dish out of the bag. “Turn on Fringe,” he says around a mouthful of food.

They spend the next hour in companiable silence. Finished with dinner, Mark stretches out and the dog settles on his stomach, Mark’s hand on top of it, and Eduardo doesn’t bother to stop himself from reaching out for Mark’s feet like he used to in college.

It’s nice.

Of course that’s when Dustin bursts in.

It's the weirdest thing, seeing himself standing there, looking around wildly.

Mark stares at him. "Eduardo? What are you doing here?"

"Someone forgot to pick me up from the airport." His eyes go wide, and he makes an apologetic gesture at Mark. "I mean, Ed – Dustin. Dustin forgot to pick me up from the airport."

"I'm so sorry, man."

Dustin takes in the scene in front of him, Mark's feet in Eduardo's lap and Eduardo's fingers encircling Mark's ankles. Self-conscious, Eduardo makes to move his hands, but Mark, looking straight at Dustin, buries his toes under Eduardo's legs. A weird expression flits across Dustin’s face, but Eduardo writes it off, because he’s Dustin and he’s weird, before he reaches out to pat the dog on its head.

“Beast! This – this must be Beast. He’s cute. Oh, and here are R2-D2 and C-3PO!” After scratching the kittens behind their ears, he clears his throat. “Can I talk to you in private, Dustin?”

In the kitchen, Dustin retrieves a can of Mountain Dew from the refrigerator and, leaning against the counter, takes a long drag, while Eduardo sits down on one of the stools.

Re: FIC: Untitled, Chapter 1b

Nice start, anon. I do hope you continue.

Re: FIC: Untitled, Chapter 1b

(Anonymous)
This is hilarious, and I love where it seems to be going!

Re: FIC: Untitled, Chapter 1b

(Anonymous)
this is so great! I can't wait for more! <3333

Re: FIC: Untitled, Chapter 1b (OP here!)

(Anonymous)
Oh my goodness, I can't believe someone decided to fill my prompt after all this time! And it's absolutely wonderful so far. Thank you so much! :)