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Hipster!Eduardo anonymous April 19 2011, 00:53:39 UTC
Post-deposition fic where Eduardo got tired of everyone's expectations, said "fuck you" to the business world/his father and traveled around the world in search of himself. The trip does wonders to his psyche and he becomes more relaxed/goofy and a hipster ala Andrew (but of course, he's still Wardo) :P Mark/Eduardo please! Or OT4 (gen or otherwise :D)

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Fill: Postcards, Pt 1/? anonymous April 19 2011, 23:19:22 UTC
Eduardo/Mark, post-deposition. Warnings for: poetry and angst. a/n: This is totally crazy and ott, but I figure it's meta in that it feels rather hipster-ish. I was at this poetry reading last night and thought, we don't have enough epic poetry in fandom. That being said, I am not a poet! So this is sort of just an exercise in ridiculousness ... but humor me (or at least ignore me!). [And I've gotta go to a dinner, but I'll definitely post again tonight, and try to finish, too.]

I.
It’s a pain, unrequited love. It stings, like a prick from a vaccine,
Because that’s what it does; it puts up a shield.
Eduardo knows because he’s got these shields-
Measles, Mumps, Mark-
Have a little bit and then never again.

Wardo, he’ll hear, sometimes, when he’s half asleep ( ... )

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Fill: Postcards, Pt 2/3 anonymous April 20 2011, 05:50:10 UTC
IV.
He reads a book of poems and finds when there is
Estrangement, there is little peace
What is peace, exactly?
The train rumbles through mountains, chalets, goats,
The most delicious dairy, and he’s from Brazil.

There are other travelers, people he thinks must know about Pip,
As if that were his new litmus test.
No curly hair, no chewed-on lips, only
Has this one read Dickens? Will this one smile back?

Eduardo meets a woman who certainly knows about the convict,
And also she is beautiful, objectively, and he thinks for a fleeting second,
This is it. But they kiss and the moment passes and he thinks,
This is not it. This is part of it.

So he finds a postcard, a pasture; it means peace to Eduardo,
And he sends it to Mark with an E on the back
And a postmark from Switzerland, and if he gets it, perhaps he will know
What it means, at least as much as it means anything.

In Prague, he buys a few postcards and chooses a church.
I have never felt more Jewish and another E ( ... )

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Re: Fill: Postcards, Pt 2/3 reject36 April 20 2011, 19:46:57 UTC
I really like the way you're filling this. ♥

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Re: Fill: Postcards, Pt 2/3 anonymous April 21 2011, 02:38:49 UTC
thank you, thank you! whew, it's done now!

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Re: Fill: Postcards, Pt 2/3 lynnmathews April 21 2011, 00:15:27 UTC
Oh my goodness, this is just -- I really love this

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Re: Fill: Postcards, Pt 2/3 anonymous April 21 2011, 02:39:43 UTC
♥ ♥ Thank you! Woooph, it's done now!

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Fill: Postcards, Pt 3a/3 anonymous April 21 2011, 02:32:29 UTC
VII.
Eduardo finds a copy center and gives a teenage boy
An American dollar bill for 30 minutes online.
The computer beeps and bops like it used to in Miami,
Taking him closer to his inbox, emails written to someone who has changed.

There are hundreds and hundreds, as he expected,
And he scrolls quickly through them,
Investment opportunity, Alumni Weekly, Save 50%,
Mzuckerberg, mzuckerberg, mzuckerberg, on and on

And it’s not as he had expected, not this many, not all waiting
to be opened, in India.
Okay, Mark says. You may not get this.
But I need to send it.

The emails begin before Eduardo sent his first postcard.
Each missive from Mark is an apology; a series, from basic
I’m sorry s to longer explorations
Of feelings, which make Eduardo shake his head. Feelings?

You were not my only friend, but you were a great friend,
And I was not. For that, specifically, I am sorry. -M
Eduardo’s ice floes keep melting. It feels dangerous
To continue reading, to track through days that have passed.

I got a postcard from Switzerland today. ( ... )

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Fill: Postcards, Pt 3b/3 *THE END* anonymous April 21 2011, 02:35:05 UTC
X.
Well, all kind of love
Hurts and hurts and hurts, unrequited or not,
Eduardo realizes, but is so pleased
To be unguarded.

Free to wrap arms around Mark and squeeze,
And to kiss his neck and smell whatever
Sweet bitterness is there for him to lick,
And to let their faces align and breath trade between them,

For Mark to say, I never thought,
I would ever, And for Eduardo to know what he means,
As much as he means anything.
For Mark to say, You are the most and you are limitless,
Which is an impossibility. And anyone who doesn’t know it,

Eduardo thinks of his father, of expectations, and how much
Money is worth, when there is warmth
And reconciliation. Pai, I am here
When you need me. And it makes his mother cry, hopeful.

And anyone who doesn’t know it, is wrong.
Somehow, the I’m sorrys have become
I love yous and Eduardo couldn’t say when
it became true, but he could say, You make me laugh
And together, they do.

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Re: Fill: Postcards, Pt 3b/3 *THE END* lynnmathews April 21 2011, 02:56:25 UTC
Soooooo... that was amazing. Seriously I don't even know what to say.

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Re: Fill: Postcards, Pt 3b/3 *THE END* wandaplenn April 21 2011, 06:54:32 UTC
gah, thank you!! i am so happy you liked it!

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Re: Fill: Postcards, Pt 3b/3 *THE END* salvadore_hart April 21 2011, 03:12:51 UTC
This was so lovely to read. Going with poetry was a brilliant idea and it fits so well. I loved how vibrant Eduardo's trip read off of the page.

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Re: Fill: Postcards, Pt 3b/3 *THE END* wandaplenn April 21 2011, 06:57:30 UTC
♥ ♥ Thank you, thank you!!

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Re: Fill: Postcards, Pt 3b/3 *THE END* chaoticallyclev April 21 2011, 06:06:02 UTC
Jeez, this is-- beyond fantastic. I am more than a little bit in love with it in a way that makes me want to print it out and carry it around for days all folded up in my pocket and pull it out whenver I get a chance because it's that lovely and just-- ugh. ♥♥♥ Thank you so much for this piece of brilliance.

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Re: Fill: Postcards, Pt 3b/3 *THE END* wandaplenn April 21 2011, 06:59:31 UTC
Um, I would like to fold you up and carry you around in my pocket! Thank you, thank you, thank you!

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Re: Fill: Postcards, Pt 3b/3 *THE END* anonymous April 21 2011, 07:08:06 UTC
wow, this is beautiful.
I just love how Wardo sets out to find himself, leaving everything behind because he doesn' think he has anything left; then ends up coming back and finds Mark, again. It's a loop in some sense but it only works out because they are both different.

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