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It's Complicated: But sexy!

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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.)



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Fill #1, Part 1: Dustin/girl!Mark

AN: I'm not the any of the people above but this wasn't getting filled and I so love Mark/Dustin... so yea, I tried it. It's a new pairing for me...


So what do you think of Jean Baudrillard?

Mark snorted looking at the question on the board muttering to herself, “I prefer the blue pill, Simulacres et Simulation isn’t what I would call valuable reading.”

She thought she had said that rather quietly however when the guy behind her started to chuckle. Either he heard her or he was crazy since no one else was in the general vicinity.

Mark turned around and was met with a big bright grin on the face of a guy with slightly reddish hair and big eyes. He looked amused by her if his stare was anything to go by.

“Heathen, the red pill demands you take it,” he half whispered, half spoke to her ignoring the lecture going on in front of them.

Mark rolled her eyes, figures he was a Matrix geek. Reality vs. Simulation, of course he was. That meant he was probably a CS major too that or he was desperate need of getting a life.

“Screw the red pill, Baudrillard, post modernism theory is all crap. Philosophy is better left to those that have long been dead, they had realistic approaches to science and technology,” she retorted.

The boy flashed her blindly white teeth this time, holding out his hand, “Dustin, a fellow tortured student wishing he didn’t have to take philosophy.”

Mark nodded but didn’t take his hand offering, “Let me guess, CS major? Geeks don’t go to Harvard unless they plan to be computer or engineer majors.”

Dustin held his hand over his heart, “Dude you wound me. I’ll have you know I was an economics major and geeks rule this school.”

She laughed despite herself, this guy was hilarious and delusional all at the same time.

“So you got a name or what?”

The teacher cleared his throat, “Miss Zuckerberg, Mr. Moskovitz is there something you’d like to share with the class?”

She shifted her gaze to the teacher and gave him a quick assessment, deciding on a course of action, Mark stood up and grabbed Dustin by the hand.

“Sure, we’ll finish this outside.”

And that was how Dustin met Mark.

Re: Fill #1, Part 1: Dustin/girl!Mark

I won't be finishing this then, cool. More capable writers arrive.

Re: Fill #1, Part 1: Dustin/girl!Mark

oh no! please do? please, please do!

I really like your story anon! And I promise, if anybody can call me a capable writer (ughh, thanks for that by the way, you're a darling!)then you definitely are as well!

Re: Fill #1, Part 1: Dustin/girl!Mark

I'm going to try to but honestly, I don't know. I'm playing with it. I'll give it a test run and see if it still fits.

Either way, I gotta fill something.

Fill #1, Part 2: Dustin/girl!Mark

She was tired of it, the loud slumber parties with half the school and that chick from BU, the snide remarks about Mark’s appearance and femininity, and honestly the bitchyness. Christy Lee was the worst ROOMMATE EVER.

Mark needed to get out of here. Dustin had mentioned that his roommate, Billy was flunking out of school and if she discreetly changed her dorm room application and then applied for a room change… making her gender male, chances are she could land in his pad.

That or she could tell him that she was moving in and he better not try to stop it. The first while more difficult was a lot more entertaining.

Changing her dorm application it shall be.

Mark then picked up her cell phone and called his number.

“Hey Moskovitz?”

“Yes Ma’am?” she hated when he greeted her that way but he claimed it was because his name was Dustin not Moskovitz so she was Ma’am until she used his name.

“Ugh Dustin. I just hacked into the school database and gave myself a penis. I’m applying for a roommate change. What time can I move in?” she asked.

“Uh… whenever?!” he said speechless, she hacked into the school’s dorm database?!

“Great. You’re a great big strong man, right? You’ll come get my stuff?”

Dustin blinked, it what universe was he a great big strong man? He sighed, basically even if he said that her retort would be to remind him that he had a penis and she did not.

“What time?”

“How about now?” she pressed.

“Are you even packed yet?”

“No but I’m lazy,” Mark insisted. That and she wanted to hack into her records and also change those too in case someone in the RA’s office discovered she was in fact a girl.

“So I have to help pack you too?” he sighed.

“You can invite friends and I’ll have pizza and beer waiting.”

Oh he was so in, free pizza and beer. Eh what was a little boxes between friends?

“I get to pack your underwear then,” Dustin negotiated.

“Only the lace ones. You cannot touch my granny panties,” Mark said.

“Deal. And I draw the line at tampons and condoms.”

“I’ll do those and I will even let you browse my canned goods and snack food collection,” she promised.

Mark needed a slave, she was willing to be generous if it meant that she did not have to lift a finger.

“SWEET! I’ll make Chris come.”

“If Christy’s boyfriend comes around I’ll make him help too.”

“Christy has a boyfriend? That psycho?” Dustin asked surprised.

“Yeah, his name is Eduardo,” Mark answered, “Trust me, I think he’s regretting it by now. That woman is insane.”

“At least she never programmed the fire alarms to go off during her lecture hour.”

“There is no proof,” Mark insisted.

“Except that I helped you,” Dustin replied.

“Fuck off Moskovitz, you got to leave Gym early.”

He snickered, he was thankful, they were supposed to be running and those shorts gave him a complex. Those two dudes on the crew team made him look inferior skinny fat loser.

“Okay fine. I’ll be in fifteen minutes. HAVE THE PIZZA ORDERED BY THE TIME I GET THERE.”

Re: Fill #1, Part 2: Dustin/girl!Mark

LOL Wardo is doomed everytime xD

Re: Fill #1, Part 2: Dustin/girl!Mark

I'll argue I brought into intertextuality regarding this action. However, the truth is I try to keep some canon movieverse in everything I write regardless of level of strange kinks like genderswap.

I don't like to stray so far that you can't see where it all started.


Also, it's funny.

Fill: And you've got me on my knees 1/?

Look, OP! I’m finally filling this!! Haha. Yes, this was originally prompted for me, but my other fills and my own self-doubt got in the way. Then tonight I finally committed and wrote a few things and this one stuck, hope I don’t disappoint!

They’re eighteen when they first meet.

Her hair is crazy curly and her blue eyes are sharp and she has a perl script open on her laptop that was not a class assignment.

They sit next to each other about a month into their first semester CS class. They start talking, Mark mostly mocking the professor and students while Dustin laughs at her scathing commentary. The professor calls them out on it, actually stops the lecture and tells them to either take it outside or be quiet.

Says “As stimulating as your conversation is, I’m sure some people are here to learn.”

“You’re right. My conversation is more stimulating than this lecture,” Mark shoots back, tone flat and but still somehow defiant. She places her notebook in her bag and both zips it and stands in one rapid motion. “We’ll be going, thanks.”

And even though Dustin just met her and is decidedly not the kind of person who walks out of a class, he follows her.

They go to his dorm after he mentions that he has an N64 and Mark comments off-handedly that she’d beat him at Super Smash Bros.

Chris immediately loves her no nonsense, no bullshit attitude.

Billy pulls Dustin aside and calls her hot then asks “What’s under that hoodie though?” After Dustin says he doesn’t know Billy spends two hours trying to determine if she has big boobs or not.

After that Mark’s kind of a fixture in their room. She blames it on her hatred of her roommate but Dustin and Chris tease her, say that she just loves them and that they’re her best friends. She tells them to fuck off before curling up and coding, not surfacing until Dustin nudges her with a video game controller or puts on a movie.


They’re still eighteen (almost nineteen!!) when Mark and Chris meet Eduardo in their humanities class. At first Dustin kind of hates him because Chris and Mark so obviously like him, but then they hang out more and Eduardo’s actually funny, and in Dustin’s calculus applications class, and good at calculus applications.

And maybe it makes Dustin bristle a bit when Eduardo and Mark spend time alone together. And maybe Chris gives him sad looks sometimes when Dustin watches Mark code on his bed from the corner of his eye (he is stealth okay??). And maybe he bought her new sweat pants after Chris begged her to “please never wear those ungodly, shredded, poor excuse for pants again ever”. Mark’s just his friend. Sometimes he thinks she’s his best friend. So he’ll take care of her. Whatever.

Fill: And you've got me on my knees 2a/?

They’re nineteen and she’s ridiculously bored.

Dobbs Ferry has never been particularly exciting or fun and she doesn’t have any high school friends that she kept in touch with. She’s standing in the kitchen alone eating Red Vines and the house is miraculously quiet, with her mom and sisters shopping and her dad at work. All she wanted was some peace and quiet, right?

She stands there feeling sorry for herself for a minute before she remembers who she is. She is Mark Zuckerberg, fuck everything else.

She pulls out her cell phone and calls Dustin because she needs somebody to chatter at her nonstop and amuse her and he’s the one person who is always able to do both without also being incessantly annoying.

“Marky Marky Marky Markkkk!!” he answers. She knows he’s wearing his stupid, goofy grin and smiles immediately.

“Keep your tits calm please, Moskovitz, I’d like my ear drums to remain functioning.”

“Oh Mark. Deny all you like. I know you lurrrvvve it.” Yeah, he’s a little annoying, but he’s Dustin so. Whatever. Mark laughs and steers the conversation to less ridiculous things and asks him how Florida is.

Eventually they’re all caught up and Mark starts telling him about the program she’s thinking of developing. Explaining just some of the coding that he questions. It’s a proper discussion and this is what she loves about having Dustin as a friend. Not only is he a fairly genius coder (not everybody can be as good as her, so she forgives him for his few shortcomings) but he also gets why CourseMatch is a good idea. She doesn’t have to explain the functionality or tell him that the students of Harvard will love it. He knows that.

Suddenly the front door bangs open and voices fill the house. Mark looks at her phone and sees that she’s been talking to Dustin for about two hours, the two of them lost in coding ideas and trying to one up each other with imaginary creations. She walks upstairs to her bedroom but leaves the door open.

“Fuck, my mom, Donna, and Arie are back,” she sighs, exasperated, and leans against her desk. She glances down at her laptop and finds it strange that her hands don’t itch to fly over the keys like they usually do.

“Go do some family bonding, Zuckerberg. Bond with your family. Bond the fuck out of them,” Dustin’s voice is so close to his normal, cheery voice that Mark almost misses the hint of disappointment.

“You’re deranged,” she accuses and if her chuckle sounds fond then whatever. So what?

They’re both quiet for a while and Mark sorta hates silence, at least today she does apparently, so she huffs in annoyance before she blurts out, “I think I might actually miss your stupid, annoying rambling. How pathetic is that?”

“I love you too Mark,” is his answer and the disappointment is gone from his voice, he’s just happy like he should always be because he’s Dustin.

“Eww, feelings!” she mock shrieks, laughing. “I’ll email you tomorrow with some code you can look over for me.”

“Aye aye, Captain,” his voice is dead serious.

“Did you just do your pirate solute?” she asks, trying not to laugh.

“Of course!! Bye Marrrrk-yyyy,” he sing-songs then hangs up.

She emails him the code the next day as promised and he calls her to go over it in depth.


CourseMatch is a hit and all the CS guys, and the few girls, pretty much worship her. Which means, yeah, she’s still pretty much the same computer geek she’s always been. She doesn’t mind, she really doesn’t but she’d like recognition, she wants to be known not famous, and it’s just really ridiculous that Final Clubs are so fucking stupid that they won’t take girls, because Mark knows she’ll be more successful than 99% of those guys (the 1% being the potential future president of course because fuck guys).

It’s not her fault that she’s rambling. Eric’s the one that brought the topic up in the first place. Kind of, maybe.

Eric’s not her first boyfriend, but he’s her first serious boyfriend and she really does believe that he adores her as much as he says. But sometimes he’ll say that he’s the only one involved in their relationship and it stings because she does try, she can’t help it if her coding, or Eduardo, or Chris or Dustin come first sometimes.

(Most of the time)

Fill: And you've got me on my knees 2b/?

He has that face like he’s about to go off about that again, about her not trying to be involved. But instead he lets out an exasperated huff, which she finds immensely annoying, and says he has to study.

So she tells the truth. What it’s not her fault that he goes to BU and that BU is academically inferior to an Ivy League University like say Harvard. She’s annoyed, okay? When she’s annoyed she gets honest (Wardo calls it mean but she’ll stick with honest, thanks).

She feels bad for the two seconds that Eric flinches and looks hurt. But then he’s talking to her in a condescending voice and calling her a bitch and being a general douche.

He walks away and she can’t decide if she’s more hurt or mad.

The walk to campus is long enough for her wallow in the hurt of being dumped in public by an asshole that she thought liked her. She jogs up the stairs of Kirkland and feels mostly angry.

So what if there’s still a bit of her that stings? The beer will take care of that.

Eric Albright is an asshole.


The next months seem to rush by faster than Mark can keep track of them. It’s almost all a blur of Phoenix Club cuts, red bull, and code code and more code. She spends pretty much all of her time coding, only goes to classes if she has quizzes or tests to sit, and has pretty much no time for her friends.

The one she sees the most is Eduardo because he doesn’t mind her bad attitude on days the Winklevii attempt to corner her (and what, intimidate her into submission, what do they think they’ll achieve anyways?). He also just constantly hangs around and force feeds her and makes her call her mom and asks for updates on things they’ll need for the site. She’d be annoyed if he wasn’t one of her best friends and she didn’t love him for it.

As much as she loved working on thefacebook it’s a relief when the site goes live and she can actually hang around the common room and keep up with traffic and management on her laptop.

Then all of a sudden it’s Valentine’s Day and Mark’s feet are in Wardo’s lap while he complains about the Phoenix Club’s Valentine’s Day event. Mark tries her hardest not to roll her eyes but fails, Wardo doesn’t notice because his head is thrown back dramatically but Dustin snorts and grins from his place on the floor and Mark grins back. She still doesn’t understand why Wardo’s even wasting his time with the Phoenix when they have thefacebook now, but she’s not bitter about Final Clubs anymore because they have thefacebook now.

“What about you, Christopher?” Dustin asks, waggling his eyebrows suggestively. He looks decidedly ridiculous. “Got some hot man candy you’re gonna burn up then go down o-”

“You’re so crude, Dustin!” Chris interrupts and yeah, Mark seconds that.

“Burn up? What does that even mean??” Wardo asks, laughing.

Dustin shrugs, smiling.

“But yes, I do have a date,” Chris answers, obviously trying not to look smug.

“Ughhh,” Dustin whines and they all laugh. “I’m so tragically single. But hey so are you, Mark!”

“Thanks,” she replies, voice flat. She’s not bothered though really, she’d rather spend all her time working and coding than entertaining some idiot anyways.

“You should be my date!” Dustin exclaims, sitting up straight, “a night in, video games, pizza, and beer?”

Fill: And you've got me on my knees 2c/?

If Mark had any doubts, the sheer boyish excitement on Dustin’s face would wipe them all away.

“Sure. If you’re buying, you got yourself a date, Moskovitz.”

Dustin smiles, says it’s a deal, then looks down at his Econ textbook, before asking Eduardo a question. Mark looks a Chris and he’s looking at Dustin with a weird smile on his face. It’s a strange combination between worried and fond and proud. Mark would be confused but she’s kind of too busy to care about the weird feelings that Chris has.

Eduardo and Dustin talk about Macroeconomics and Keynes and it’s almost like normal only Wardo seems a bit tense and Chris still has a lingering hint of worry in his expression.


Mark and Dustin eat cheese pizza and drink beer and Mark kills Dustin at Super Smash, like usual. Once he’s had enough defeat Dustin throws down his controller in disgust and flops onto the floor of the common room with the same amount of dramatic ridiculousness that he does everything. Mark flops down next to him.

They lay there and smoke some of the weed that Billy Olson gave Mark as a valentine (“Where’s mine Billy?? You know you looove the D-Man!!”) and make fun of the sheer size of the Winklevii, the sheer stupidity of the Winklevii, and then the sheer stupidity of the actual name Winklevii.

“Winklevii. Wink-CULL-vii. Winkleviiiiiii,” Dustin mumbles, party sing-song. Mark laughs uncontrollably next to him and she’s definitely buzzed. She can’t tell if it’s the weed or the beer but she feels really good and she hasn’t checked thefacebook’s traffic in a couple of hours.

“I feel really good and I haven’t check the traffic in a couple of hours,” she announces, turning to look over at Dustin who’s already turned towards her. “Am I tipsy or high?”

“Probably both, crazy,” Dustin replies, laughing with a soft look on his face.

“Okay then.”

A little while later Dustin gets up to grab their comforters and they fall asleep right there on the common room floor, but not before Mark kisses Dustin’s cheek and thanks him for being such a good Valentine’s Day date.

Parts 4 and 5 are done and I'm halfway through 6. I hope I can post later today, but I have three classes and two jobs today so I might not be able to.

Re: Fill: And you've got me on my knees 2c/?

That was a great start. I was truthfully starting to wonder if the capable of writers were coming back or if I would have to continue. This makes me feel squishy and safe knowing my crap cannot be used to ruin Dustin's awesomeness.

Thanks for doing this!

Re: Fill: And you've got me on my knees 2c/?

awwwww *___________* adorable start!