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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.




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♥ 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...)
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♥ long and short fics welcome. multiple responses encouraged!
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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.)



Eduardo/Mark, Eduardo/Toys

College!Eduardo realises he likes boys, and realises he wants to get fucked by boys, so he decides he needs to buy a dildo or something. He decides the best way to do this is to order one over the internet, but he gets nervous and self-conscious and decides he shouldn't put his name on the order. Without thinking, he puts in Mark's name.

He didn't realise that this meant that the package would be delivered to Mark, and that Mark would open the package, and that Eduardo would walk into the room to see Mark staring at a purple dildo in confusion and that Eduardo would blurt out 'I CAN EXPLAIN' before realising that Mark probably hadn't even realised it was his yet.

And then somehow sex.

Fill 1.1/?

Okay, the thing is, he didn't mean to do it.

He's clicked around, alright? He's a fucking human. Weirdly, it feels more illicit than porn, swallowing hard, double-checking he's on the secure network, before Googling - fucking Googling, like it's normal (Eduardo heard one time that they have a running tally of all Google searches at headquarters, which he can't even think about or he will expire from shame)-


That didn't even work, originally.

He deletes, writes, biting his bottom lip- male dildo?

Yes, with the question mark. He hopes Google will appreciate that he's not set on this, like some kind of pervert, he's just- curious.

It's not hot, or anything. Clinical, really, clicking around pictures of truly terrifying looking objects, automatically comparing each one to his own cock, because, he's a dude. It's required.

Except then there's a familiar link, from youporn. A site he's actually, like, gotten off to before, and he swallows, mouth rasping dry, and hits it.

It's loud, suddenly. He flushes hot even in the quiet of his single, fumbles for his headphones on the floor and shoves them into the jack.

And then, well-

It's not so clinical.

He's watched gay porn before. Fuck. He can admit that (in the private of his own head, where no one else will ever ever ever get to go- he has been strangely paranoid about mind-reading lately, probably because his own is so dirty) but, this, this-

This hits him straight in the gut, and he has to push himself up on his elbows, gasping, because his cock gets hard, just like that.

It's a blonde, a cute blonde, with a pink mouth and broad shoulders and long eyelashes and dark eyes, and he's on his back on a plain white bed, just-

Doing it.

Thrusting a toy in and out of his ass, slicked up with lube, his cock bobbing between his legs, mouth open and bitten-red and spilling out long, low, moans, and Eduardo puts his head between his folded hands and bites helplessly down on the mattress, hips jerking into his fist.

"Fuck," he mutters, because even when he has his head down he can still hear it, the boy's whimpers and squeaks, his tight whisper of, "Fuck, fuck, feels so good, I want a cock, I want a cock in me-"

Eduardo tugs hard on his dick, bangs his head against the mattress, and comes into his hand, mouth open, moaning.

The video keeps going. Funny how that is. Whenever he comes, it always feels like the whole world should stop a couple seconds, with him.

Is that egotistical?



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He closes out the tab, wipes his hand on a Kleenex, and opens a new window. searches more determinedly, and it only takes him twenty minutes before he finds one.

There are thousands, obviously, but this one sounds- good?

Like, how does a sex toy sound good, exactly?

It's waterproof and hypoallergenic silicone and it's black, not fucking pink and bedazzled like the other ones.

It's- manly.

It's a manly ass-dildo. A manly-ass ass dildo.

Eduardo stares at it, and snaps his laptop shut as someone knocks on the door.

It ends up just being Chris, reminding him they're meeting at the Thirsty Scholar in twenty minutes, and Eduardo yanks his scarf off the hook and follows him out the door, leaving his laptop shoved hastily under his pillow.

From the Thirsty Scholar they go to AEPI- from AEPi to the crew house, for a very very short time- and then back to main campus, stumbling drunk down the sidewalk, Dustin hooting something about some girl that had been wasted enough to dance with him, and how he totally coulda hit that, man, whatever-

Eduardo is really goddamn smashed. Like, Dustin kept forcing shots down his throat, and there's this new guy, here, Mark's friend from boarding school, who is eerily just like Mark and gave Eduardo a challenging, sharp, look, said- dude, just take another shot.

Eduardo hates that guy.

He's drunk, though, and happy, and Chris has his arm around him and he is warm, and Eduardo is glancing intermittently over at the curve of his lip, the way his teeth glint when he laughs, and okay, like, it's Chris, he knows it's fucking Chris, but right now he looks way too much like that guy from the video.

Chris is gay. Like. Out and gay. Gayer than Eduardo.

He wonders if Chris has a dildo.

He wonders if Chris has been fucked in the ass.

Or, shit, if he's fucked someone in the ass.

His stomach and his cock agree, dizzily, on that one, that that would be fucking hot.

Chris with his eyes all dark and intense the way they get when he's focusing, his face flushed pink, with his nice nice nice ass clenching as he thrusts, sweat dripping down his freckled pale shoulders-

And then his brain kicks in, slurring, and says all the normal shit like stop it you pervert you can't tell anyone ever you know that Eduardo it's your fucking problem and you have to deal with it yourself.

"Fuck you, brain," he mutters, and Chris leans into him, says, "Huh?"

"Nothing," Eduardo says quickly. Chris laughs, loud, and Eduardo laughs too, because, wow, fuck, everything is spinning, like, hardcore. Fucking spinning.

Re: Fill 1.2/?

ok more now please this was really hot

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"I'm spinning," he confides in Chris' ear, swallowing at the soft skin under his mouth, and Chris laughs again, nuzzles into his neck.

"Wardoooo you're wasted," he says, voice thick, and his mouth is all over Eduardo's neck and there are teeth scraping gently over his skin, and God, shit, Eduardo shudders hard.

Chris looks up, face flushed, goofy grin on his face, and from his other side Dustin tugs his arm and yanks him away.

"Come to Kirkland," Chris says, as Dustin makes him inspect a text on his phone, and Eduardo shakes his head, stomach flipping wildly.

"Nah, I-"

"Kirkland!" Mark proclaims, tripping over a curb, and Eduardo laughs at him, fond, and Chris is still staring at him, and what, this is-

No. He can't fucking do this.

"I'm gonna- sleep," he says vaguely, and he turns around, shoves his hands in his pockets, and takes off.

Takes them out right away, because, fuck, he needs that shit to balance.

He makes it home, though. Stares intensely down at his key, fumbles the door open, and collapses face-first on his bed.

Not his best moment, he'll admit.

But whatever.

He digs his face into his pillow, sighing, and feels something hard. Lifts it, pulls his laptop onto his lap and flips it open, yawning. He feels vaguely horny but also just exhausted, and drunk, and when the light of the computer hits his face he winces, squints, makes an indignant sound.

When his eyes adjust he sees the versatile toy you have been looking for- and then the picture of the dildo, and he should close the window, delete his history, but-

But his cock is pulsing with interest, his ass clenching experimentally, and he bites his bottom lip, hits Order Now.

He can barely see the computer screen as he types in the relevant information, seriously, he's peering at it through one eye, whole body numb with alcohol, but eventually it says, words swimming, Thank you for your order!

He laughs, because, what, what the fuck did he just do, Christ.

Closes the window, and clears his history.

Shoves his laptop onto the ground and sleeps.

The next morning Dustin makes him come to brunch, says, "Yooo, what'd you do last night? You just bitched out on us, man. Chris shared some truly amazing weed. My vision went all fuzzy, it was tight."

"Nothing much, I just passed out," Eduardo says, with a shrug, forking eggs into his mouth, and he actually fucking believes it.

He is such an idiot.

Like, there's drunk-texting, and then there's drunk- this.

It's blurry though, so he manages to convince himself that that's what actually happened.


Re: Fill 1.3/?

loving this so far!

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I am so ridiculously excited that someone is filling it it's kind of sad. This is so perfect so far and I cannot wait for more! ♥♥

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Aghhh! I love this so far! I'm really looking forward to more! Thank you!!

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Like, seriously, GPOY Eduardo is GPOY. All I've ever wanted was to see a guy obsessed with toy-related porn who wants one so fucking bad (like, to the point where the idea of a sybian inside him makes him cream himself). ALL I HAVE EVER WANTED.

AND THIS IS PERFECT. UGH. With the "shit, gotta clear my history, this is my problem, super perv, but shit it'd be hot" Eduardo and the perfectly ON POINT egotism about how the world should stop after you come...

And the drunk ordering of the dildo, and the hatred of Mark's old school friend and the fond laugh and Dustin coulda hit it and Chris is nuzzling and Mark is so fucking wasted he actually shouts...


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um, loved it! and I know it's a Mark/Eduardo prompt, but I was strangely excited by Eduardo's Chris fantasies! :D

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ohh wardo no need to be so ashamed, a little embarrassed maybe but dang you are too perfect and uptight xD

lovinggg this btw, can't wait for him to freak out more :P

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haha, i can't wait for the mark/eduardo shenanigans.

Re: Fill 2.1/?

It's two weeks before it all goes to shit.

Eduardo has a lovely two weeks of peace (well, relative peace- he still has three midterms and an Investor's Association proposal due) until it all explodes.

He's sucking gratefully at an iced coffee- with two shots of espresso, because Starbucks will always seem weak in comparison to the coffee he drinks in Miami, and pounding up the steps of Kirkland.

"Mark," he calls, and usually Mark takes at least eight minutes to a) hear the knock, b) detach himself from the computer, c) stand up and brush off either food substances or various electrical cords (or both) and then d) get to the door.

But this time it opens after a mere forty-five seconds.

Eduardo looks up from his phone, shocked.

"Yo," he says, and Mark frowns in his trademark way of greeting people.

He nods Eduardo inside.

"You said you'd come to Widener with me," Eduardo reminds him, and Mark nods, pads inside. He's barefoot, wearing cut off sweats that hang suspiciously low on his skinny hips. Eduardo can see the trail of hair down his belly into his sweats, and he looks up, shaking himself.

Jesus, Saverin, keep it together. Heterosexuality really shouldn't be this difficult.

"Are those Dustin's?" Eduardo asks, amused, and Mark looks down, up again, with a blank stare.

"I don't know," he says. "Let me just open this package."

"Zuckerberg care package?" Eduardo asks, with mostly genuine excitement and only a little bit of bitterness. Yeah, so, Mark has an awesome family. Whatever. Eduardo's not jealous.

"Probably," Mark says uninterestedly, and he sits down in his office chair, scratching at his collarbone and yawning.

"Dibs on any brownies," Eduardo yawns, catching it from Mark, and he flops down on the couch.

Mark rolls his eyes. "Dibs," he mutters. "You sound like my sister."

"Fuck off," Eduardo retorts comfortably, kicking his leg out onto the coffee table, and Mark slides the box open, and Eduardo looks up, mildly interested, and oh, God, that is not brownies.

That is sure as fuck not brownies.

"What the fuck?" Mark says, somewhat hysterically, pulling the dildo out of the box and turning it over, and Eduardo's stomach jumps and falls, dizzily, face starting to sweat.

How the fuck is that possible? He- he- oh Christ. Oh fucking Christ. He was so fucking drunk-

"This better not be from my mom," Mark cracks, grinning already, like this is normal in any way, and Eduardo blurts out, "Oh, God, okay, I can- explain."

Mark looks up, shocked, face sliding quickly into an incredulous grin. Eduardo claps a hand over his mouth, eyes huge.

"You can?"

"No!" Eduardo says hotly, taking his hand away. "No! No I meant. Um. I can. What? What is that thing?"

Mark just stares, eyes dark, and Eduardo can't look at him.

"This is a dildo, Wardo," Mark says slowly. "And apparently, you can explain why I just got it in my mailbox."

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"No, I- Mark, I- bet it was Dustin, he probably- I mean, he did, he sent it as a prank, he told me," Eduardo stammers, unconvincingly, and Mark just laughs. He is still casually holding the dildo by the shaft, like he'd hold his own cock, as he jerked off, grip tight, and, oh, fuck, no, what is wrong with him? Eduardo feels like the skin of his face might actually melt off, he's so flushed.

"Yeah, because Dustin, the great mooch, the guy who steals cereal from Chris, would really spend-" Mark looks down at the receipt. "Forty-two bucks plus shipping and handling to send me a dildo-"

"You know how much he commits to practical jokes!"

"Yeah, he doesn't have an AmEx, though," Mark says, thoughtfully, peering at the receipt. "And he's not from Miami-"

"Oh, fuck," Eduardo moans, putting his face in his hands.

"Did you-" Mark laughs, choky and quiet. "Did you send me a dildo, Wardo?"

"It was supposed to come to me!" Eduardo says pitifully, and then puts his hands back over his face, shaking his head.

"You're right, you can explain," Mark says, way too fucking amused, and Eduardo looks up through his fingers, stomach heavy with shame.

"I didn't mean to," he says, shakily. "I was really drunk, Mark, I must have- put your box number in the- thing, I- fuck, I'm really, really sorry-"

Mark nods, slowly, sets the dildo down in the box and hands it to Eduardo.

Eduardo squeezes his eyes shut and takes it, stomach curdling painfully.

"Who did you buy it for?" Mark asks, suddenly. He looks up, eyes sharp,

"I- what?"

"Did you buy it for yourself?"

Eduardo goggles.

This conversation is not happening. No. He will pinch himself and wake up back in his bed, because this is dangerously close to the fantasies he has where a boy (okay, yeah, Mark, sometimes, sue him) asks him questions like that, pointed soft questions- do you like to suck cock, Eduardo? Do you want to get fucked in the ass?

Those fantasies always make him come so fast. Make him gasp yes god yes into his pillow, or the tile wall of the shower, as he spills hot into his hand.

But no. No. Mark is being innocent. It's Mark.

"Uh- I- will you believe me if I say no?" Eduardo stammers, awkwardly, and Mark's mouth curls in a grin, surprisingly sly.

"Why would you need a dildo?"

"Can you stop saying dildo?" Eduardo hisses, shooting a glance at Dustin's door. Mark waves him off dismissively.

"He's at the d-hall with Chris. Relax."

"Why do you even- what do you even mean? It's pretty self-explanatory, I wasn't gonna- gonna have a tea party with it-"

Mark raises his eyebrow, and Eduardo flips him off.

Mark returns the gesture, leans back and shrugs.

"I don't get why you'd need a fake cock. If you really wanted to get fucked, I bet Chris would."

"Excuse me?"

"I bet he'd fuck you. He brings home guys each weekend-"

"I- oh my god, can we not have this conversation, what is happening, am I- is this actually happening?"

"Don't be such a drama queen. I'm just saying. You don't need a-"

"Mark. Why would I- I don't even- I don't even like Chris. Like that. I mean."

Mark rolls his eyes.

"Like that matters."

"It matters, Mark."

"So you have more feelings for that piece of plastic than you do for Chris?"

Eduardo snorts incredulously, inanely thinking it's hypoallergenic silicone, actually, but manages to keep his mouth shut.

Re: Fill 2.3/?

"Plus, Chris is fairly attractive. There's no reason for you not to have sex with him."

Mark thinks Chris is attractive?

There is a weird, disturbing moment where Eduardo slips into a brief vision of Mark and Chris kissing, Chris cupping Mark's neck bossily, kissing him hard, Mark with his normally sallow face pink and flushed and gasping-

Christ, it is like a fucking brothel up there. In his head. Was this what other guys went through when they were fifteen and didn't live in a house with scarily uptight parents?

He shakes himself, tries to focus, but even on the second time around, Mark's statement makes no sense.

"Are you- like. Gay?" he stumbles, stupidly, and Mark shrugs.

"Labels are for soup cans, Eduardo."

"You totally got that off that self-esteem sign in the Kirkland bathroom-"

"Shut up."

"So if you're- whatever, why would- Chris- and me-"

"You and Chris have relatively similar levels of attractiveness. It would be natural."

Eduardo stares at him, wide-eyed. Mark is looking determinedly at the wall behind his head.

"Are you saying you. Think. I'm, um, attractive?"

"Eduardo, your physical characteristics are generally considered desirable by society-"

"Thank you?"

"And you have an adequate personality."

"Oh, thank you." Sarcastic this time.

Mark just stares, blankly.

"It's only biology."

Eduardo shakes his head, scoffing, even as his cheeks flush. Ah, he'd forgotten what it felt like to not be blushing. Thank God it happens every other minute or he'd be forced to enjoy a normal, shame-free existence.

"You're crazy," he says, loudly. "You should start a dating service, Mark, with that kind of expertise."

Mark rolls his eyes. "Not talking about dating. Feelings are irrelevant. If you're going to get fucked, it'd be more enjoyable with a guy than with a cold piece of plastic."

"And how the fuck would you know?"

Mark looks stung, for a minute, and Eduardo is about to mumble out an apology, when he says, with a trace of defiance, "The guy I fucked seemed to enjoy it."

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