fic: the time is come when the day is done (tsn big bang masterpost)

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title: the time will come when the day is done
fandom: the social network
pairing: mark/eduardo
rating: r
word count: ~10k (+ 1k of LUDICROUS EPILOGUE)
warnings: the end of the world, zombies, mild violence in a few scenes. THE LUDICROUS EPILOGUE NEEDS A WARNING FOR LUDICROUS.
disclaimer: these are a) not based on the real people but their fictional counterparts from the 2010 film, and b) not my characters either. This is a fic about zombies. It definitely isn't real. Title from No Roots, by Amy MacDonald.



a/n: FIRST AND FOREMOST, this fic would be nothing without the tireless efforts of laliandra. Lal beta'd this fic to within an inch of its life and didn't disown me when I continued to abuse the helpless full stop. The amount of emails I sent her about this fic is actually alarming and yet Lal remained patient and amazing and didn't hire an ninja to assassinate me in my sleep. SHE EVEN JUMPED IN AT THE LAST MINUTE TO HELP WITH THE SUMMARY. SHE NEVER SLEEPS. SHE LET ME SLEEP ON HER SOFA AND WAIL AT HER ABOUT THIS FIC FOREVER. THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH THANKS IN THE WORLD BUT THANK YOU, APPLESAUCE LAL. YOU HAVE ALL OF MY LEMON. I WILL EVEN CARRY IT FOR YOU.

Lal is also to blame for the epilogue that happened, which bears little to no relation to the rest of the fic but which happened because I was sad that zombie fics can never end cheerfully for reasons of ZOMBIES and Lal seized this opportunity to incept me with stupid ideas. SO THERE'S THAT.

AND everyone on twitter, for not conspiring to throw me in a lake even when I kept whining about how my own procrastination was getting in my way (no, duh), lovestories for telling me to keep going with this way back in February and novembersmith for basically being the best person ever and for reading a first, abysmal, draft of this fic and STILL BEING LOVELY ABOUT IT. ♥

AND THEN, thanks to aqualined for being the most patient artist ever, despite a) my internet connection sucking and b) my innate skill at procrastinating. GO LOOK AT HER ART, ISN'T IT THE MOST BEAUTIFUL? YES, IS THE ANSWER. TWO GLORIOUS MIXES AND AN AMAZING PIECE OF ART. I AM THE MOST LUCKY. I CANNOT EVEN. STOP READING THIS MESS OF A NOTE AND GO LOOK AT WHAT aqualined HAS CREATED.

AND ALSO thanks to thisissirius and alexthegreat for being amazing mods and for running this big bang.

AND SOME MORE. This was the first fic I started writing after seeing TSN all the way back in February and I was determined to finish it. I am so glad thesocialbbang gave me the kick up the ass I needed to get it done and not leave it languishing around on my hard drive. EIGHT MONTHS LATER AND I AM STILL NOT OVER THIS FILM. I DON'T EVEN WISH I KNEW HOW TO QUIT IT. This fandom is amazing and I have met some of my favourite people through it, and jhgfshgf now I shall wave this fic off into the wide world and go and eat all the chocolate in the world.

sjdfgh apologies to anyone who caught this at various points of html fail. IT IS HALF PAST FOUR IN THE MORNING RIGHT NOW, I am sorry for everything.

All the geography bits came from the magical road trip aid that is Google Maps.

I have listened to Nothing But the Wind by Editors 160 times while writing this fic, according to iTunes.

This fic is saved on my computer as Zombies! Road Trip! Feelings!

THIS FANDOM HAS A HOLD ON MY HEART AND WON'T LET IT GO.

THUS ENDETH THE MONOLOGUE.







the time is come when the day is done
for thesocialbbang. Mark is in California. Eduardo is in Florida. There's a whole country full of zombies between them, but Mark's not going to let a little thing like the potential to be eaten stop him from getting somewhere Eduardo wants him to be.

part one // part two

art by aqualined

OPTIONAL LUDICROUS CRACKTASTIC EPILOGUE

map of Mark's road trip