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jasmasson.livejournal.com) wrote in
crack_van2011-12-19 07:49 am
Entry tags:
Relationship Status: It was always about you, by jeyhawk (NC17)
Fandom: THE SOCIAL NETWORK
Pairing: Mark/Eduardo
Length: 18,000 words
Author on LJ:
jeyhawk
Author Website:
jeyhawk_fic
Why this must be read:
Oh, this one makes me all warm inside. I pretty much love everything
jeyhawk does. (It kills me that I can't rec The Giraffe Notes because that's TSN RPF. Oh, wait... oops. ;)
It's a College AU. The one where Eduardo works at the campus coffee shop and Mark doesn't understand the concept of love at first sight. Coffee, code, Facebook and love (not necessarily in that order). The last of the three 'canon aus' I'm reccing in a row, in this one Eduardo and Mark do meet at Harvard but under different circumstances, changing the story of the development of facebook. I could read this one a thousand times (and am, frankly, well on the way to that figure.)
"Mark, seriously," Chris hisses, reaching over from the armchair to clutch at Mark's arm. "If you don't marry him, I will."
Mark shrugs his arm off and glares. "We're not dating," he mutters.
"He's cleaning your kitchen," Chris hisses, doing weird things with his eyes, as if he actually expects Mark to pick up on non-verbal communication.
"Maybe he's a stickler for cleanliness," Mark hisses back.
"Then what on earth is he doing with you?" Chris asks.
Pairing: Mark/Eduardo
Length: 18,000 words
Author on LJ:
Author Website:
Why this must be read:
Oh, this one makes me all warm inside. I pretty much love everything
It's a College AU. The one where Eduardo works at the campus coffee shop and Mark doesn't understand the concept of love at first sight. Coffee, code, Facebook and love (not necessarily in that order). The last of the three 'canon aus' I'm reccing in a row, in this one Eduardo and Mark do meet at Harvard but under different circumstances, changing the story of the development of facebook. I could read this one a thousand times (and am, frankly, well on the way to that figure.)
"Mark, seriously," Chris hisses, reaching over from the armchair to clutch at Mark's arm. "If you don't marry him, I will."
Mark shrugs his arm off and glares. "We're not dating," he mutters.
"He's cleaning your kitchen," Chris hisses, doing weird things with his eyes, as if he actually expects Mark to pick up on non-verbal communication.
"Maybe he's a stickler for cleanliness," Mark hisses back.
"Then what on earth is he doing with you?" Chris asks.
