Title: Metafuck (Or: Just how fucking many is a crowd?)
Author: Arabwel
E-mail. Arabwel at yahoo dot com
Rating: R
Pairing: Johnny Depp/Antonio Banderas, implied Johnny Depp/Enrique Iglesias, Sands/El, Jack/James,
Summary: It’s getting crowded in Johnny’s head, and he’s not the only one…
Disclaimer: Never happened. It’s just make-believe.
Word count: 100
Feedback: Yes, please
Archive: The challenge archive, any Meta archives, anyone who wants this, just drop me a line and you can have
Author’s Notes: Written for the "The Batshit Crazy Metafic o' Doom Challenge" and once again, the victim of lack of sleep and too much caffeine.
All mistakes are mine, since I don’t want to bother my beta with this sort of random crap.
I found out about the challenge 3 days before the deadline, angsted about it for two days, and began writing this just before midnight on the 30th. Ten plot bunnies struck, and the rest is, as they say, history.
The tile comes from a v. bad typo in the original filename….
Dedicated to my therapist, who will probably refuse to read this on account of wanting to hold to what’s left of her sanity.
( It was getting crowded in his head. )
Author: Arabwel
E-mail. Arabwel at yahoo dot com
Rating: R
Pairing: Johnny Depp/Antonio Banderas, implied Johnny Depp/Enrique Iglesias, Sands/El, Jack/James,
Summary: It’s getting crowded in Johnny’s head, and he’s not the only one…
Disclaimer: Never happened. It’s just make-believe.
Word count: 100
Feedback: Yes, please
Archive: The challenge archive, any Meta archives, anyone who wants this, just drop me a line and you can have
Author’s Notes: Written for the "The Batshit Crazy Metafic o' Doom Challenge" and once again, the victim of lack of sleep and too much caffeine.
All mistakes are mine, since I don’t want to bother my beta with this sort of random crap.
I found out about the challenge 3 days before the deadline, angsted about it for two days, and began writing this just before midnight on the 30th. Ten plot bunnies struck, and the rest is, as they say, history.
The tile comes from a v. bad typo in the original filename….
Dedicated to my therapist, who will probably refuse to read this on account of wanting to hold to what’s left of her sanity.
( It was getting crowded in his head. )