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*A Selection of Rob's Roles*

*A Selection of Rob’s Roles*

Let’s roll on through the Summer with Rob Roles.  We are usually all about Edward here on FanFiction Fridays, but this week he has been joined by a few other fascinating characters who we have been kindly introduced to by Rob.  A big, warm welcome to Cedric, Tyler, Art, Eric and Jacob as they make their FFF debut.

Welcome wishes and thanks go to the gorgeous and talented Planetblue for joining us today – it’s a pleasure and honour to have you here.


*Reviews by Cared*


Finding Himself by Minisinoo


Finding Himself ~ The-Boy-Who-Almost-Died has to figure out what it means that he didn’t. Harry’s tumultuous 5th year at Hogwarts is Cedric’s 7th and final. Bound together by shared trauma, both boys fall under Ministry suspicion … Who is Cedric Diggory? Cedric!Lives AU

Rated: Fiction M – English – Suspense/Romance – Cedric D. & Hermione G. – Chapters: 40 – Words: 350,952 – Reviews: 665 – Favs: 1,022 – Follows: 184 – Updated: 11-19-08 – Published: 10-13-08 – Status: Complete – id: 4594634

I’m so excited to share my love of this story with you today…it’s one of my all-time top 5 favourite fics.  Needless to say, the other 4 places are taken by beloved Twilight stories, you know, I even surprised myself by ranking another fic genre so highly.  Now that I think about it, I know why this magnificent novel, yes, novel, for that’s what it is, earned that coveted position.  I was stunned when I first read this story a few years ago, and the feelings invoked by it have not faded from my memory.  I’ve got to be honest here and confess to you, while I read and enjoyed all the Harry Potter books and saw all the films, it was the lure of Cedric that initially drew me to Finding Himself.  Don’t judge me – you cannot deny he was gorgeous in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. LOL


There are many reasons why Finding Himself is one of my favourites, but what stands head and shoulders above the others is the brilliant presentation of the absolutely beautiful love story depicted between Cedric and Hermione. Honestly, it rivals that of Edward and Bella, and in fact, in some ways it’s a lot healthier.  The romance is sweet, can be fun, and as they fall deeply in-love they remain their own people.  I admire the way they grow as individuals as they overcome their problems, and how their friendship with others is also enriched as their relationship develops.  The lemons in this fic are lovely, loving and imperative…as they say, it’s always the quiet ones!  “The Room of Requirement” comes in pretty handy, js.  Maybe I’m wearing rose lemon tinted glasses here because I’m so behind their relationship and truthfully, I’m in love with their love story.  Have a look at their first kiss…

He leaned back in and she really wished he’d just kiss her. She could feel his breath on her lips as he said, “Not in the least. Why do you think I asked you to Hogsmeade? Maybe they’ll leave me alone when they see I’m already very, very…very…taken.”

And she felt his mouth brush hers, faint as butterfly wings. It almost wasn’t a kiss, but it shook her from the roots of her hair to the ends of her toes. Then he was pulling away yet again. “Don’t do that,” she said, reaching out to grip the back of his neck and yank his head down forcefully. This time, there was no almost touch. His mouth hit hers hard; he’d nearly overbalanced and had to recover himself. Then she forgot about books and lockets and nicknames, and everything, really. Cedric Diggory knew how to give a kiss, all lips, a little tongue and complete immersion in the moment. It was very different from kissing Viktor. (And maybe she shouldn’t compare them, but couldn’t help it.)

Viktor had kissed like a Seeker, and she was the Snitch – elusive, precious, delicate . . . but his goal. His passion had overwhelmed, even if she’d never felt pressured to give him more than kisses. She’d felt flattered, swept off her feet, but not quite his equal, really.

Cedric kissed like it was a conversation – give and take, exploratory, sensual, even a bit sloppy because he wasn’t thinking of how it looked, only how it felt. He tried things that might have made her laugh – like sucking her tongue or nibbling her lower lip – but which turned her inside out instead. Cedric kissed like somebody who wanted to be kissed back.

If you are familiar with the Harry Potter series you will recognise Finding Himself as an AU rewrite of the Order of the Phoenix with a different focus and new storylines perfectly interwoven with the original.  In this world, Cedric didn’t die in the graveyard – he was hit by a dreadful debilitating curse that will eventually leave him paralysed.  18 year-old Cedric and the 16 year-old Harry have formed an unlikely friendship as they are forever bound by their shared nightmare encounter with *lowers voice* he who shall not be named.  The usual shenanigans still go on at the Ministry though, and the vile Professor Umbridge, in all her pink-suited glory, is still a sicko – this time Cedric is top of her most-wanted list.  Dumbeldore’s Army is still formed, as is S.P.E.W. – you couldn’t leave out that unfortunately named society.  The history and the ethos of the House of Hufflepuff is shown and it becomes obvious why it’s a House to be proud of…why it’s the House of a Hogwart’s Champion.


If you are not at all familiar with the world of Harry Potter, never mind, you don’t need to be.  Simply enjoy it as a story of “coming of age” set against the backdrop of a tumultuous time in the world, a time of parallel crises for both Muggles* and wizards.  A classic love story of two young people who hail from completely different backgrounds.  It’s about friendships and family bonds, and standing up for who and what you believe in.  It’s the tale of a noble young man hit by personal tragedy, falling in-love for the first time, being challenged to do the right thing…it’s the story of a young man Finding Himself.

*non-magical people

Story trailer video by Handmaiden Ande

Sequel can be found here, and one-shots here and here.



Infinite Visibility by TheFicChick


Infinite Visibility ~ “Bella, I’m not perfect.” “I’ve loved perfect before, and he broke me anyway.” (A “Twilight”/”Remember Me” crossover.)

Rated: Fiction M – English – Drama – Chapters: 8 – Words: 45,297 – Reviews: 590 – Favs: 330 – Follows: 455 – Updated: 07-07-13 – Published: 04-13-13 – id: 9198986

Infinite Visibility

We’ll let blood build a bridge over mountains draped in stars

I’ll meet you on the ridge between these worlds apart

We’ve got this moment now to live, then it’s all just dust and dark

Let’s let love give what it gives.”

TheFicChick says, “I play around with timelines a little bit here. In this story, the events of ‘Twilight’ and ‘New Moon’ take place in 1999, not in the 2000s, which is how that universe intersects with the ‘Remember Me’ universe.” Well, I say the universes of Twilight and Remember Me do more than intersect, they blend seamlessly together and they become a perfect whole.  Infinite Visibility is a wonderful and believable love story between Tyler and Bella set against the perfect mesh of canon from both original stories – my hat is off to TheFicChick and her way with words for achieving this so masterfully.

Edward pulled his New Moon disappearing trick and eventually Bella moved on with her life, as per his request.  She matured and developed into a lovely young woman and her desire for a complete change, a concrete jungle, led her to New York to attend college.  Edward has not been forgotten – her scars run much deeper than the physical one James inflicted in Twilight – but, with time and new experiences comes the epiphany that Edward was right…

That night is the first night since September that she dreams of Edward, the ethereal, self-proclaimed demon standing against a dreary backdrop, orchestrating his own isolation.

This is the last time you’ll ever see me. I won’t come back.

It’s the first night that she dreams the dream through and doesn’t wake up screaming.

It will be like I never existed. I promise.

It’s the first time in all the times she’s had the dream that she’s still standing when he walks away.

You just don’t belong in my world, Bella.

It isn’t until she’s bumping along in a cab headed for JFK the following morning that the realization comes: he no longer belongs in hers, either.

One thing about Bella that has not changed, however, is her love for the written word, and so she is enticed to the Strand Bookstore by its claim to have eighteen miles of books, only to receive the shock of her life when she asks…

“Excuse me; do you have Virgil’s Doomed Love?”

The boy turns to face her, and she sucks in a breath. At first glance, he’s too similar, too close a replica, too familiar, and all of the contentment that had cocooned her like cotton is torn away, leaving her feeling as though she’s been stripped and sucker-punched. She stares at him for a moment, mouth agape, before spinning and dashing up the long aisle, hearing a faint “What the hell?” coming from the boy behind her as she flees. Darting around the tables near the entrance and nearly tripping over a stroller near the checkout counter, she finally bursts through the exit and onto the crowded sidewalk.

“Watch it,” a guy with a steaming paper cup of coffee mutters as he sidesteps her, and she mutters an apology as she takes in gulping breaths, clutching one of the carts of discounted books with her bare hand, the ice-cold metal burning the skin of her palm. She lets the dull ache in her hand ground her as she navigates a sea of sensation: she feels unsettled, blindsided, as if she’s seen a ghost. It’s impossible. Patently impossible, because while the moment that she’d stared into the stranger’s face was fleeting, it was long enough for her to absorb details: the all-too-human flush of his cheeks, the blue-green of his eyes. Just a likeness, she tells herself as her breathing and her heartbeat try to regulate themselves. That’s all.

“Hey.” The voice floats over her shoulder, and her still-stuttering heart picks up the tempo, now positively hammering against her ribs as if fighting for its freedom. “Are you okay?” the look-alike asks, and she turns, half-convinced that her momentary vision had been a trick of dim lighting. Those blue-green eyes narrow, a heavy brow creased in concern.

Blue-green eyes, she wills herself to remember. Not gold. It is this detail she latches onto as she nods, but the boy is still frowning. “Are you sure? Because you kind of look like hell.”

A bark of surprised laughter escapes her lips as she stares at his face, and if she needed further assurance that the person before her was far removed from his vampire doppelganger, those rather blunt words were it.

The Edward look-a-like…who eventually persuades her to meet him for coffee… is none other than the utterly charming Tyler Hawkins.  This imperfect human is one of the good guys, he has a sensitive soul and even with a lot of baggage – or maybe because of it, he is perfect for Bella.  Their understanding of the other’s pain and the tender emotional connection they develop is lovely to witness.  To quote Kelsey, Bella’s roommate, “Every great love affair starts with something as innocuous as coffee,” and you know what – I think she is right.

This enchanting and sensuous story is creeping slowing towards September and I’m reminded of the powerful prologue (in an unknown POV), which causes me to pose as yet unanswered questions.

Stepping toward the nearest of the two square pools, I can feel the faintest spray on my face, very nearly unnoticeable. Closing my eyes, I let my hipbones rest against the bronze parapet, breathe in the faintly damp air. When I open them, a barely-there rainbow appears in the mist cast off by the falling water. The sky is a perfect, robin’s egg blue, its brilliance reflected in the gleaming new architecture bordering this now-open space. Mirrored glass reflecting light, reflecting perfect blue skies, reflecting billowing white clouds and bright spring sunshine. Perfect tranquility where there was once chaotic devastation.

I squint as I stare upward, the parapet unforgiving against my bony hips, and to either side of me, people reach out and touch engraved names with single fingertips and entire palms. I don’t touch the name etched in front of me; instead, I bring my palm up to my sternum and press it flat against the space where my heart beats steadily in my chest beneath wool coat and fleece top and cotton bra before sliding it down and beneath my arm, above xylophone ribs and inked skin. My face still tipped toward the sky, I close my eyes and remember. A perfect blue canvas marred by twin curls of acrid smoke, then a billowing cloud of dust, the everyday sounds of the city yielding to the roar of destruction and pealing screams of terror.

As I stand blind, hand registering only the faintest echo of my own heartbeat, I do what I’ve made it my life’s mission not to do: I look back.

I remember.

I don’t mean to sound cryptic; I genuinely have no idea how this story will end and TBH, I’m a little afraid that there may be heartbreak ahead – for me, as well as the characters.  Regardless, I’ve been captivated by this love story and nothing is going to stop me reading.  Don’t let it stop you either.




How To Be More by deb24601


How To Be More ~ Art, from How to Be, toils at the grocer’s, missing his ex-girlfriend, Jessica. He’s amazed when she shows up and determined to be the ‘more’ she’s asking for. Entry in Robnipulations You Fic it We Nip it Contest. One-shot.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Humor – Words: 5,393 – Reviews: 12 – Favs: 18 – Follows: 6 – Published: 07-12-10 – Status: Complete – id: 6134646

The story starts gently with Art at work a supermarket. Please note – I am not fantasising over Art’s delectable derriere delightfully protruding up in the air as he leans over to stick his head in the freezer.


*clears throat* As I was saying – this is how the fic opens…

Another day at the mind-numbing, soul-sucking grocer’s. Doing a job a monkey could do. Stocking shelves, pricing merchandise, and trying to avoid thinking… about Jessica. She’d dumped me, kicking me out of her apartment in the process. My parents aren’t terribly happy to have me home again. My music isn’t going well either and my mates are always frustrated with me.

Apparently I’m not much fun to be around.

Oh, Art!  If you’ve had the pleasure of seeing the film How to Be, you are probably nodding your head in agreement and smiling in recognition, as this is so typical of adorkable Art’s behaviour; deb24601 captures him perfectly in all his lovable quirkiness.  The How to Be film tagline ‘sometimes we all need a little help’ must have struck a chord with the lovely deb24601, as she, in a stroke of genius, uses Jessica (the ex-girlfriend – not to be confused with Twi Jessica of the IKR fame) as a conduit to do just that.  She presents him with a challenge, boosts his self-esteem, and then she sits lies back and reaps the reward. Lucky lady (Jessica not Deb) as Art rises magnificently to the occasion IYKWIM!

This hilarious one-shot has pervy old dears, and a hard, frozen penis, but even that’s not enough to stop this Art from being hot!  Now, there is a sentence I never thought I’d write. This Art is definitely more!

*reaches for frozen penis err…fan*



Imprudence and Gratification by Hank’s Lady

Imprudence and Gratification ~ Eric Packer, billionaire financier, is expecting his physician to give him his daily medical exam. Amusement and naughtiness ensues when Dr Black sends his son Jacob to undertake the exam instead. Slash one-shot.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Humor/Romance – Jacob & Eric P. – Words: 3,248 – Reviews: 13 – Favs: 9 – Follows: 4 – Published: 02-05-13 – Status: Complete – id: 8980853

While sitting in a darkened cinema munching on popcorn as I watched Cosmopolis for the first time, there was one question at the forefront of my mind.  No!  It wasn’t: Did Rob really pee in the limo?  Although… *snickers*


The burning question at the forefront of my admittedly, somewhat perverted mind was: How did Eric really feel about his daily rectal examination? …But then that made me wonder: Did he gain more than the satisfaction and relief of knowing his prostrate was normal?

In this hot Cosmopolis/Twilight crossover light-hearted one-shot, the young, gay, newly qualified, Dr. Jacob Black climbs in to the limo to perform the personal procedure as it slowly makes its way across town.

Clearing my throat slightly, I lowered his shorts to uncover firm buttocks, snapped on the gloves quickly and applied lube to the fingers of my right hand. My cock twitched slightly and I grimaced, trying to remember I was a professional and the sexy naked ass in front of me was part of my job.

Raising my left hand, I tentatively spread his buttocks to reveal the tight puckered hole, noting the area leading towards his scrotum was hairless and smooth as if he had carefully shaved it – or paid someone to do it for him. I circled his hole with a lubed finger and noticed him stiffen slightly, thighs tensing.

“Breathe out and relax, Sir, I’ll try to make this as painless as possible,” I said quietly.

‘And as pleasurable as I can manage.’ I squashed the amusing thought and reminded myself again that I was a doctor.

Mmm!  Who can resist a doctor with such a good beside manner? *cough cough*
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If you want to discover how Hank’s Lady’s luscious vision of Eric feels about his err…close encounter with Jacob, hop in the back of the limo to take the ride too – it has blackened out glass, js.



Water for Elephants Oneshot by that kiwi chick

Water for Elephants Oneshot ~ “Water for the elephant, or alcohol?” Jacob asked with a smirk, balancing the bottle in one hand and the water bucket in the other. Rosie did her elephant smile and pointed at the alcohol with her long trunk” Jacob/Marlena, Walter their son & Rosie fluff!

Rated: Fiction K+ – English – Family/Friendship – Jacob & Marlena – Words: 1,182 – Reviews: 12 – Favs: 26 – Follows: 3 – Published: 05-24-11 – Status: Complete – id: 7017584

Have you ever watched that few seconds of home video at the end of the Water for Elephants film and thought Jacob holding Walter was the cutest thing ever?  I know I have.  This sweet and fluffy one-shot showcases a few precious minutes of everyday life for the Jankowski family; it’s just how I imagined it to be.  *Happy sigh!*

“Whoa this is so high!” The small child cried, clapping his hands together and wriggling around on top of the massive animal he was sitting on. “Good girl, Rosie.” He praised, patting her wrinkled grey shoulder.

Marlena smiled and snuggled closer into her husband’s side, feeling the weight of his chin on top of her head and his breath in her hair. He ran his hands down her side, letting them come to rest on her swollen belly. She placed her smaller hand atop his and smiled at the look of awe on his face when the baby kicked at his hand.

Queenie ran in circles around Rosie’s sitting form, trying to grab the attention she wasn’t getting. Jacob and Marlena were too wrapped up in each other and Walter was still babbling on to the huge elephant and hugging her neck.

“Come here, Queenie.” Jacob commanded, chuckling at the sparkle in the old dog’s eye as she leapt into his waiting arms. Her little stub of a tail wiggled back and forth and she nuzzled into her owner’s neck and snuggled into his arms.

*Made by twvezonika*

*Made by twvezonika*

that kiwi chick has captured the warm and fun-loving characters of Jacob, Marlena, and Rosie perfectly.  While it’s lovely to see the obvious deep emotions between all the humans and animals, it’s our beloved Rosie and her antics who steals the scene.  This one-shot is very short at 1,182 words, but that is all it took for that kiwi chick to put a smile upon my face.



Last, but definitely not least, is our beloved Edward, after all…

that’s why we are here.



*Review by Planetblue*

One Night Stand in Locked Down London by BlueIsSoul

*Made by Shahula*

*Made by Shahula*

One Night Stand in Locked Down LondonA disinterested, paranoid girl. A wealthy journalist with only one thing on his mind. Too much alcohol. A serial killer on the loose. Here’s the problem with a one-night stand in locked-down London.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Humor/Romance – Chapters: 4 – Words: 15,126 – Reviews: 215 – Favs: 328 – Follows: 669 – Updated: 06-15-13 – Published: 05-13-13 – id: 9290753

When BlueIsSoul asked me to pre-read her new story, she directed me towards an article that acted as the inspiration and appeared on The piece basically centers on a guy who had the misfortune of finding himself after a one night stand unable to sneak out of the other party’s apartment during the terrifying lock down the recent bombing at the marathon caused. While the story surrounding the event is of course a tragedy, the article showed the odder side of what Boston inhabitants were going through while unable to leave wherever they had found themselves.

This got BlueIsSoul thinking. What if a British, cocky bloke of a fellow got stuck with a girl he thinks might be just this side of crazy, and caught in a similar situation? In this case, it’s an escaped serial killer that’s on the loose and wreaking havoc for the citizens of London, who are out and about, unaware they are about to be trapped.

We’ve read of the player Edward, and the arrogant Edward, but this Edward is in a class all his own. There are rules he feels men should follow, and he’s the best of the best.  He’s completely unaffected by the situation surrounding him and in fact, out drinking with his buddy Emmett when he finds himself in a bit of a predicament.

Edward’s problem is the girl that Emmett’s hook up has left him with; a Bella so paranoid about everything, she’s consumed with the thought that the serial killer is lurking behind every corner, ready to strike.

“Charlie – my dad – tried to take me to the doctor, because he thought it could be a real issue or something. I don’t go though. I mean, I’ll be labeled, and that’s when things become concrete. It’s almost like then I’ll really have something, you know what I mean?”

“Like a diagnosis?”


“…of paranoia?”

She nods. “Yeah.”

I take a sip from my pint. What do you say to someone who’s kind of admitted they choose not to go the doctor because they think they might possibly be crazy?


So I say just that.


“Then I fixate… on things, people,” she says conversationally, “men mainly.”


My psycho-chick-homing-device explodes.


There are alarms blaring and shit.

Get set, Edward. Go.

Run for your life.

I wipe my forehead with my palm. I’m a little sweaty. All of a sudden I think I’m finding it difficult to breathe.

I’m still here though.

He knows he should leave. He knows he should wipe his hands of her and follow Rule #3, the most important of his rules: You shall make sure that she is relatively sane before you take old one eye to the optometrist.

What ensues is some of the most fun, effortless banter I’ve read in a long time. An Edward who is strangely fascinated by a girl who seems so uninterested in him she’s quite disdainful towards the bugger, who she assumes the worst of based on very few facts and appearance alone.

Edward’s fascination grows as the banter turns more…sexual in nature, as Bella and Edward continue to drink long after their friends have left.

“Tell me,” she commands, like it’s her privileged right to know these things.

“It’s something I’ve always thought was real hot you know, kinda like–”

Come on Edward, fucking enlighten me before I fall into a coma. Stop with the pathetic, pussiness.

I catch a hint of a smile before it turns into her usual someone-just-killed-my-cat expression.

She’s teasing now.

“I like a girl with a potty mouth. Keep it coming angel.”


“What about it?” I’m so wity.

After some great back and forth I’ll leave for you to discover, and making her work for it, Edward finally admits to the good stuff.


I shake myself out the pep talk and gaze into her unsteady eyes.

“Okay. Um, so let’s say there are a lot of people who are there, but they don’t necessarily have to you know, participate.”

I watch her reaction, amused. Her eyes are now large saucers. “What do you mean?” It’s a whisper.

“Being watched when having sex.” My voice is gritty. “Rough, hard sex. There’s something illicit, something sexy about it. It turns me on.”


Bella, being Bella, doesn’t give in too easy, but Edward is persistent. The first chapter gives you a glimpse of what kind of a night he’s got in store for him (and a taste of the odd fantasy Bella has) when he pursues the one night stand against his better judgment. You, like me, will be enthralled with the journey and dying for the city to lock down already.

BlueIsSoul’s writing is snappy, fresh, and purposeful. Being from London allows for the fun British tinge she’s given this story, something I’m particularly enjoying. It surrounds everything, and places you directly on that side of the pond. You can practically feel the warm pint on your tongue and smell the fish and chips on the table as Edward and Bella get ready to have a night neither will be able to forget (or leave, as the title suggests).

Even though it’s only going to be a few chapters in length, it promises to pack a punch.


*Made by Betti Gefecht*

*Made by Betti Gefecht*

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Countdown to Summer – Part 1

blinkie2Happy Fanfiction Friday, ladies!!

Since summer is just around the corner, we decided to do a series of posts to celebrate “comfort fics.” You know, we all have a few stories that we’ve read more than once or even twice. Stories that are so familiar, that we can just open them up on any chapter and start reading because we know them so well.

Just as summer is easy and laid back, so is reading a comfort fic. There’s no rush to get to the end. Every word can be savored. Every lemon can be Tasted more than once. Even the angst and UST can be cherished because the reader already knows the outcome.

So, let’s start off a glorious summer by showcasing some of our favorite “go to” stories.


*Reviews by Cared*

OME, I have to confess my TBR list is as long as the list of women worldwide who are in love with Edward, yet, there are some fics that I’ve read more than once.  Please, don’t judge me when I tell you there are fics I’ve read more than twice, in fact, there are fics I’ve read…err…I’ll leave it at that before I embarrass myself any further.

As I looked though my list of my comfort stories to decide which to share today, something struck me about my choices and consequently about myself.  I must surely be a hopeful romantic as all of my chosen fics have a special Edward and Bella connection – you know the one that makes your toes curl and if I’m being completely honest with you – makes me want to be that Bella.

Stay by Crimsonmarie


Stay ~ As an actor, Edward Cullen is surrounded by people that he couldn’t really care less about. What happens when he buys a house in the middle of nowhere and meets his new neighbors? AH, AU, ExB, rated M for future chapters and language.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Drama – Bella & Edward – Chapters: 38 – Words: 276,486 – Reviews: 5,413 – Favs: 7,544 – Follows: 2,756 – Updated: 06-27-09 – Published: 12-30-08 – Status: Complete – id: 4756566

I read Stay in 2009, it was the first of many, many Actorwards for me, and you know what they say about never forgetting your first. *Wink* TBH, even if Stay was the 101st Actorward I read, it would still carry the status of a comfort fic as it ticks all my requisite boxes.

Edward is a famous actor who buys a bolthole in Upstate New York’s Lake George.  Bella is the girl next door…all right…to be precise, she is literally the girl across the road, but she is the girl next door in the metaphorical sense.  Bella and her boyfriend Jake do the neighbourly thing and befriend the new kid in town.

The shy, timid girl with vivid brown eyes and flowing brown hair had been the first to approach me when I’d bought this place. I’d been slightly apprehensive about strange girls just waltzing up the porch steps – it hadn’t been the first time that an over obsessed fan had found out where I lived and tried to get into my good graces – and had hesitated to open the door when she’d knocked. Instead of flinging the door open like I should’ve, I mashed my face against the peephole and eyed her.

She was attractive. At least, as much as the skewed vision of the peephole allowed her to be. She’d had a twelve pack of Heineken gripped tightly in one hand as she nervously stole glances across the street and bit her bottom lip. She didn’t have a purse with her and when I lurched up on my toes to get a better glimpse at the small woman waiting for me to answer the door I was pressed against, I saw that she was barefoot.

The last two things were very important factors to me. They meant that she probably lived close by and although she might’ve been a fan of some sort, she obviously wasn’t going to attack me with a camera or demand an autograph.

Plus, she had beer. And I had nothing but a loaf of bread and a few bottles of water from the Cumberland Farms convenient store down the road in my refrigerator.

So I’d opened the door and she quickly introduced herself as Bella Swan, fumbling over her words as she jerkily handed the beer to me, her face beginning to redden.

I invited her in and she refused, which made me grin like an ass at her as her cheeks positively flamed red.

This was the first woman I’d met in the past year and a half that hadn’t wanted to come inside my home to see what it was like, or if I’d make a move on her, or to see what she could stuff in her pocket while I wasn’t looking to either keep for herself or sell on eBay.

I thanked her for the beer, promising to pay her back. She shook her head, her face even redder – if possible – as she crossed her hands in front of her and shyly looked down at her feet as she made an excuse about a ‘Welcome to the Neighborhood’ gift.

So I ended up thanking her again and she darted off the porch after a stuttered response and possibly some excuse about leaving, almost tripping over her own feet as she ran across the road and disappeared into the cabin across the street.

I’d repaid her in kind a few days later by finding a bottle of red wine in the small and cramped local liquor store and marching my ass over to her place to give it to her.

She was slightly more comfortable when it was me standing on her porch, and had invited me in, her smile bright and open as she moved out of the way so that I could step in.

A man fifteen times bigger than she was was sprawled across the long blue couch in the living room I stepped in to, immediately jumping up to introduce himself as her boyfriend, Jacob Black.

They both insisted that I stay over for dinner and the thought of eating one more peanut butter sandwich as one more meal made it easy to accept their offer.

Bella barbequed out in their large backyard and we sat at a round white picnic table, getting acquainted and laughing over beer and perfectly grilled steak.

Neither of them ever mentioned anything about my career or even knowing who the hell I might’ve been. And when the meal was over, I watched almost gleefully as Bella and Jacob stuck my plates and theirs in the dishwasher, turning it on when it was full.

There had been a few fans that had kept the silverware I’d eaten with, so watching as Bella slammed the dishwasher door and turned the knob to start it was one of the most relieving things that had happened to me in a long while.

And by the end of the night, I was strutting across their yard and back to my own with a mile wide smile on my face.

It had been a very long time since I’d been able to have dinner – or any meal, for that matter – with people that either didn’t know or didn’t care that I was a famous actor. It was glorious.


At first, the three of them are friends, providing Edward with a rare taste of normality, but that leads to Edward and Bella falling in love, and eventually accepting they have fallen, and fallen fast.  Don’t worry, there is no cheating involved, and tbh, by then Jake was on my shizz list, and I just wanted him out of the picture.  There is the familiar Averagella falls for Famousward, she thinks she is not enough for him, while he thinks he is selfish to drag her into his world, but it’s realistic and not unnecessarily prolonged.  Add in their protective friends and loving, interfering families, crazy-ass employees, some obsessed fans, a douche of an ex, paparazzi and you have a dramatic and entertaining story.  The most important element, the one that speaks to me, is despite Edward and Bella having vastly different lifestyles and living in different states, they both recognise the rarity of true love and are willing to fight for it.  They put their love first and foremost, thereby making Stay a sweet tale of old fashioned romance.  Sigh! 


Every Day We Fall In Love by Lalina


Every Day We Fall In Love ~ We wake up every morning as strangers and go to bed as lovers. A story of the survival of love. Even if the mind forgets, the heart will always remember AH

Rated: Fiction T – English – Romance/Drama – Edward & Bella – Chapters: 2 – Words: 10,281 – Reviews: 176 – Favs: 208 – Follows: 78 – Published: 03-26-12 – Status: Complete – id: 7962078

Every Day We Fall In Love could quite correctly be given in a dictionary as a meaning beside the word Poignant.  This story is unbelievably touching, and what makes it particularly so, is Edward’s irrevocable and unconditional love for his Bella.  If you have seen The Notebook, The Vow or even 50 First Dates, you will have an inkling of the premise of this story.  I don’t want to give too much of the plot away, suffice to say this is a true love story or maybe that should be a story of true love.  Either way, this wonderful one shot showcases Edward’s unwavering love, and a love between two people so powerful that it cannot be forgotten, even when so many other things tragically are…

The sun was shining on my face, warmth spreading along my forehead, nose and cheeks. The color orange was all pervasive, and I decided that sunshine seen through closed lids while I basked in its warmth was my favorite color in the world. A smile flitted along my face for the briefest of seconds before it was replaced with a frown when I realized I couldn’t remember what my favorite color had been before this very moment.

The thought stayed with me as I rolled onto my side, eyes opening slowly against the brilliance in the room. The first thing I saw shocked me to full wakefulness. It was a man. In my bed. Then the next revelation…this wasn’t my bed. It wasn’t even my room. After a quick scan of our surroundings my eyes darted back to the person sharing my personal space, and I was dumbfounded.

The sun was shining on his hair, a shock of bronze. A shade I’d never seen before on any human being. It was thick and lustrous, and tousled. I followed the slope of his brow, down a slim nose, which lead to a mouth that was full yet firm looking. His eyes were closed, lashes the same color as his hair fanned along his upper cheeks, and even as long as his eyelashes were, they weren’t able to mask the slight discoloration underneath. The skin looked fragile, almost dark enough to be mistaken for bruised, but not quite.

Had we been up late last night was my errant thought. And why couldn’t I remember whatever had happened between this stranger and myself?

In fact, why couldn’t I remember anything leading up to this moment? No recollection of getting ready to go out, of meeting with friends for drinks, of dancing. Nothing.

Before a sense of fear could engulf me, his eyes opened. A verdant green, lit up from the rays of the sun shining behind me. A smile touched the corners of his mouth, hesitant, yet there, and those same vibrant eyes roved over my face. He showed no surprise to find me there, looked pleased at my presence. I also noted that he didn’t seem hung over. And then realized, neither did I.

“Good morning, Bella,” he said softly, his voice gravelly from misuse during our hours spent sleeping. “Do you know who I am?”

Lalina, author of Let’s Get Physical among other great fics, is an amazing storyteller.  The proof of that statement is in every one of the 10,000 plus words of Every Day We Fall In Love.  This is one of those stories that stayed with me long after reading it the first time, and has called me back again and again.  I’m not ashamed to tell you I was deeply touched by the emotions this beautiful and bittersweet tale displayed and evoked, and I want you to be also.  Go on – share in my wonderful experience – read Every Day We Fall In Love… today!


The Art Teacher by spanglemaker9

*Made by TallulahBelle*

*Made by TallulahBelle*

The Art Teacher ~ He gave me art and words and passion and life, but all I wanted was him.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Drama – Bella & Edward – Chapters: 16 – Words: 97,635 – Reviews: 6,962 – Favs: 4,679 – Follows: 3,204 – Updated: 08-01-11 – Published: 11-07-10 – Status: Complete – id: 6460434

While love is strongly evident in my other two story choices above, and love is indeed a major component of this fic, passion is what springs to my mind at the mere mention of this story.  The Art Teacher is quite short being complete at 15 chapters, but it is strongly written by spanglemaker9, the author of The Wedding Party, Dog Star, Faking It and many more fabulous fics. It is so immediately enticing that I step right inside from the first chapter every time.

Down to earth Bella Swan is reincarnated as lonely Isabella Dwyer when she is forced by circumstance to live with her mother and stepfather, and then to attend an elite private school in NYC.  Renee, “…a little nobody from the sticks…” now has a stick up her arse, her nose stuck in the air, with delusions of grandeur to match her lofty expectations for her pawn of a daughter.

Renee enrolls eighteen-year-old Isabella in a ten week Art Appreciation class, purely for the sake of appearance and to further her own selfish ends. From chapter 1 it’s painfully obvious, and honestly, it is actually sad, to see what a failure as a mother, Renee is; it’s quite ironic that Renee’s ploy to fit in with the right people is what ultimately leads Isabella to want to break away from them.  Isabella’s seemingly innocuous first look at her art teacher became a life altering moment…

I feel my face flush just looking at him, and something funny happens in my chest. Jane told me he was hot, but that doesn’t even begin to describe him. He is young; not that much older than us. Actually, he can’t be very far out of college—early twenties. He’s tall and a little bit lanky, but well-built. Nice shoulders. Long legs. He has his head down as he comes in. He’s nearly late and he looks preoccupied and a little distracted. Plus he’s carrying a lot of stuff; books and folders full of paper. At first, all I notice is his body and the hair— thick and almost too long; somewhere between auburn and brown and all messy. Not artfully messy, like the boys I go to school with, every angle carefully and expensively razored. Messy, messy. Like he hasn’t had a haircut in too long and he doesn’t own a brush.

He spends a second setting all his stuff down on the desk and I notice all the girls around me have stopped talking and turned to look at him. The boys are still murmuring, but I can hear the dismissive scoffs starting. They’re jealous already, and they should be. The poser rich boys at Spencer can’t hold a candle to this guy, and it’s obvious. Even with all their money, they can’t touch what he has; this natural magnetism that radiates off his skin.

He finally looks up at us with a polite smile already on his face. I can’t breathe for a second. He’s sort of pale, but it looks good on him. And he’s got these crazy cheekbones. His face would almost be pretty, if not for the strong jawline and his thick eyebrows. His eyes are a tiny bit angled; a little exotic. He is, without a doubt, the most amazing man I’ve ever laid eyes on in real life.

“Are you Mr. Cullen?” Jane is, predictably, the first one to speak. She’s leaning forward on her elbows, and if I could see the front of her, I’m sure I’d see that she’s popped open an additional button on her shirt to show off her cleavage.

His polite smile grows wider and genuine. I catch my breath at how it transforms his face. His eyes crinkle up in the corners and his angular face becomes warm and glowing, almost boyish. He lays a hand across his chest in mock-pain.”Please…” he says. “Not Mr. Cullen. I can’t take it. It’s Edward.”

And I’m undone. By all of it. His voice…low and vibrating at a frequency that I can feel in my fingertips; his artless demeanor; his name…Edward. I don’t want to swoon. I can feel every girl in the room already doing it. But I can’t help it. He’s remarkable and every nerve in my body is reaching out towards him.

There is a low, nervous laugh from the girls in the room in response to his words. I’m silent. I can’t laugh. I can’t move. I curl my fingers around the edge of my desk and press my knees together, unable to do more than stare at him and record every tiny detail.

As Bella analyses her reaction to Art and Life, a book distributed by Edward, she considers, “None of it would have meant much to me at all just an hour ago, but Edward holds the keys to this undiscovered world.”   She has no idea of how true that statement will turn out to be.  Her life, her career, her love, her passion…all unlocked in that moment.

When Edward’s work is displayed in an exhibition a couple of weeks later, he asks Bella of what does his painting make her think“Um,” I take a second to consider my words. “It doesn’t actually make me think anything. It makes me feel.” …and there you have it ladies.  The nub of this story – the beauty of it, if you will – is how this story makes me feel.  Passion and love for art, each other, and life; angst and heartache over the impossibility of the situation, bad decisions and egotistical, self-serving characters; emptiness and happiness – I feel it all every single time I read The Art Teacher.

Read this passionate story and allow spanglemaker9 to reveal what a master artist she is.  Feel her perfect brushstrokes uncover Edward and Bella’s souls while simultaneously covering the canvass to make up the big picture, and remember, don’t just stand back and admire the painting – lose yourself in it!

Fabulous video of “The Art Teacher” by Rufus Wainwright here


*Reviews by AllyVera*

Living in the Southern Hemisphere gives me a different view on our re-read stories.  As the weather here is getting colder, it is the perfect time to snuggle up with one of my most loved stories.

If We Ever Meet Again by pattyrose


banner by piper-lane

If We Ever Meet Again ~ High School for geeky Edward was a nightmare of mistakes, missed opportunities & insecurity issues. Six years later when fate hands him a second chance, will he know how to take it? Or will the insecure boy inside rear his head again? AH, E&B, Canon pairs

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Angst – Edward & Bella – Chapters: 29 – Words: 164,048 – Reviews: 3,297 – Favs: 3,078 – Follows: 1,790 – Updated: 07-10-12 – Published: 04-20-11 – Status: Complete – id: 6922461

I am not ashamed to admit I don’t actually know how many times I have read “If We Ever Meet Again” but it’s a lot… but if I was going to take a stab at the number I reckon it’s around six. Let me explain why this one is so special to me…

First of all, it’s written by pattyrose, and I adore all of her stories, but this one is my personal favourite (although “The Cullen Legacy” is giving it a run for it’s money!).  Secondly, I love how Edward is not perfect (looks-wise) when we meet him and that Bella sees past that and into his soul.  Thirdly… unrequited love.. who doesn’t love a bit of that? 

We meet a very insecure, but oh-so smart and talented Edward in high school.  High school for Edward is torture, being a social pariah – but along comes the lovely Bella who sees him.  Unfortunately, even though it is quite clear to us (the readers) that Bella is as keen on Edward as he is on her, he doesn’t see it and he runs away leaving Forks and Bella behind.

Six and a half years later, neither has forgotten the other – but their lives have changed dramatically. Gone is the awkward teenage boy, Edward has transformed into a stunningly gorgeous businessman who has a bit of a reputation for being an asshole – but never fear readers the asshole has never forgotten the “pretty girl with the long brown hair”.

Here is Edward when he first comes across Bella, all those years later…

“”…sorry to waste…won’t take up…see myself out…”

My heart stopped. All the air left my lungs in one breath.

That voice.

I’d recognize that voice anywhere.

Through the thickest doors.

Under water.

Through the loudest cacophony of blaring music and drunk voices.

Bella Swan.

I froze. Just like the last time I’d seen her, or heard her melodic voice, over six years ago. I couldn’t move one muscle, even as I heard the door to my office open, and the sound of Victoria sharply directing her how to get out of the building, and – oh Jesus – there went her voice again, once more thanking Victoria for her time.


If We Ever Meet again is told entirely in EPOV (apart from a couple of BPOV outtakes at the end). However, even though this story is really Edward’s you fall in love with Bella too.  (Mind you, I think this is commonplace for a pattyrose story, she really does “do” Bella so well!)

These two have a few obstacles to navigate, sadness to overcome, and their true selves to discover – but when it all finally comes together … *sigh* it is so beautiful. A little piece of pattyrose magic!


Realize by Goo82

Realize by Goo82

Realize by Goo82

Realize ~ Edward is a hot up and coming actor and Bella is his ever faithful best friend and personal assistant. Bella’s feeling for Edward have changed, but he is oblivious to her feelings. With the help of her friends, will she get the courage to tell him…

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Friendship – Bella & Edward – Chapters: 21 – Words: 101,506 – Reviews: 5,306 – Favs: 7,323 – Follows: 2,020 – Updated: 02-19-09 – Published: 07-05-08 – Status: Complete – id: 4372344

It isn’t a coincidence that both Cared and I have Actorwards on our re-read list, seeing as they are one of our favourite ‘Wards. When done well, they are SO good!

Realize is probably an unusual choice for a re-read, not because it is an Actorward, but because Goo82 rips your heart out and stomps on it – yes, my lovelies – this story is tagged as romance/friendship, but it should be categorized angst.

Bella is in love with her best friend, up-and-coming actor Edward. They have known each other forever, but Edward is oblivious to Bella’s romantic feelings for him, and therein lies the problem.

As you can surmise, things come to a head after a very big clusterfuck of epic proportions takes place – and coincidentally is also around the time your heart is in serious danger of those stomping boots!

One of the things I admire most about this story is how Bella deals with the fallout. She doesn’t hide under a rock, or drink herself into a stupor (which is what I would probably do if I lost Edward, let’s be honest.. LOL) but she becomes a better person – her own person.

A little glimpse of B x E’s relationship from Chapter One…

““We had been through everything in our lives up until now together. Through the death of our grandparents, to school and dances. We shared every detail of our lives with each other and we were the only ones who truly knew the other one inside and out.

He watched me go on many dates that left me without anyone that interested me. He would tell me, “Don’t worry Bella, your prince charming is out there. Just you wait and see.”

Too bad I had already found that man. Unfortunately, Edward was wrong because this man didn’t notice I was alive.

Well, not true. He knew I was alive, alright. I just happened to be alive in his eyes as his dorky, best friend/personal assistant.””

You know that old saying “Only the one that hurts you can take away the pain?” Well, no truer words were spoken, particularly when it relates to this story, and I can guarantee you will be smiling by the end!


Hit by Destiny by ocdmess

Hit by Destiny by ocdmess

Hit by Destiny by ocdmess

Hit by Destiny ~ Bella wants to die, and almost gets her wish fulfilled when she gets hit by a shiny Volvo. She is left with serious injuries, and the only thing keeping her from dying is the person who hit her. All Human, Rated M for language, dark themes & violence.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Angst/Hurt/Comfort – Bella & Edward – Chapters: 59 – Words: 463,685 – Reviews: 19,537 – Favs: 10,641 – Follows: 6,681 – Updated: 11-29-12 – Published: 10-24-09 – Status: Complete – id: 5463682

I mentioned earlier that Actorward is one of my favourite genres – but my favourite genre of all?  Redemptionward!

Quite possibly the best Redemptionward story is Hit by Destiny.  This story had me very concerned as for quite a while I believed it just wasn’t possible for HbD’s Edward to be redeemed.  He is without a doubt the King of the Jerks.

You are probably wondering now  – “WTH Ally? Why would you re-read this story?” – well the answer is simple, dear readers, because the complete one-eighty this Edward makes is nothing short of miraculous.  He changes his life, but he also saves Bella’s life too – all by hitting her with his car!

One of the other reasons I hold HbD in such high regard is it’s unique premise – the plot is honestly like nothing I would have ever imagined in even my strangest dreams.  When we meet Bella we have no idea of the horrors she has had to endure, and when her whole story comes to light, you can’t help but sympathise with her – she really has been given the crappy end of the stick.  A pyscho mother, an emotionally absent father and quite frankly disturbing Jacob and Billy.

On top of all that Bella is an outcast at her school, cruelly taunted and treated badly, but her treatment at the hands of Edward will make you cringe…

From chapter 10 (BPOV)

“”I’m… I’m sorry,” I stuttered, “I was lost in thought.”

He stood up, groaning as he looked down at the mud caking on his clothes. He tried to dust it off with his hands, but instead he ended up smearing it even more. He clenched his fists, and his breathing was deep and labored, like he was fighting some inner demon. Then ever so slowly, he turned his glare down at me. He was even more terrifying while standing up, since he was now towering over me like a giant – even if he was only a head taller than me. His emerald eyes were shooting fire and I felt my breath hitch. His eyes are beautiful.

“Yeah, obviously,” he spat. “Were you musing over how pathetic you are? And how tragic it is that you have no fucking friends and that a guy would never even touch you with a fucking stick? And that you will most likely die a painful death… alone?”

“Ed, c’mon… it’s not like she meant to push you,” Emmett said, trying to calm his brother down.

“Are you fucking kidding me? These jeans were brand fucking new!” Edward yelled, infuriated.

“I’m sorry! I’ll pay for the dry cleaning, I swear!” I said quickly, feeling my throat close up.

Please, no tears in front of Edward. Please. Please. Please.

“Dry cleaning?” he snorted. “No dry cleaning in the world could get this shit out from these pants. And like you could ever afford it anyway,” he shook his head. “These pants are worth ten times more than what your car was worth when it was new!”

“C’mon, Ed,” Emmett sighed and gave Edward a tired look.

But Edward didn’t listen; instead he took a step towards me, now standing so close that I could feel his hot breath in my face. It smelled like a mixture of smoke, mint and… something simply mouthwatering. Not the time, Bella, so not the time for this…

“You’re fucking dead, Goose,” he hissed at me. “I will kill you. Trust me when I fucking say that I will destroy every little part of your pathetic little existence.””

Oh dear – he spoke too soon.  Little does he know, but in a few short hours he very nearly keeps his promise. Then so begins the story of Edward and his Sparrow.

Hit by Destiny is one of the most difficult stories to read, but one of the most worthwhile.


I will confess to being a prolific re-reader of stories.  Sometimes after one of *those* days (you know the ones..  we all have them) all I want is something much loved and familiar like slipping into that favourite much loved piece of clothing (Stolli shirt anyone?).  I just wanted to share a couple more of my faves with you that I (or one of the other FicSix ladies) have previously reviewed on FFF ~ AV (here goes – in no particular order…)

Unplanned Perfection by littlecat358 ~ previous rec here

Last Tango in Forks by AwesomeSauce76 ~ previous rec here

Perfectly Imperfect by lindsay520 ~ previous rec here

Bella Swan: Kidnapper by Kambria Rain ~ previous rec here

Proud: Fictionista Witfit Prompts Winter 2011:2012 by jennde ~ previous rec here

Ride by Kris Salvador ~ previous rec here


Come on now ladies, we cannot be the only ones who read their favourite fics more than once.  It’s confession time, we are in no position to judge, so please spill your secrets in the comments.

The FicSix


Filed under Bella Swan/Cullen, Edward A M Cullen, Fan Fiction Friday, Fan Fiction Recs, FFF Posts, Little Ashes, Rob Pattinson, Writing

Sensual Sunday ~ Happy Birthday, Rob!


Well, ladies!

I don’t think it’s escaped our attention that today is Rob’s 26th birthday!

Wouldn’t it be fun to wish him a wonderful birthday in the languages related to his films, the countries he’s visited during his promotional tours and, of course, his many fans?

Our sweet Cared from Ireland says…

Breithlá shona duit, Roibeárd!

That man seriously needs to get his butt to Ireland so she can fangirl all over his gorgeous ass!

Wszystkiego najlepszego z okazji urodzin

Rob spoke Polish to Tai/Rosie in Water for Elephants, so I hope Google translated this correctly.  It’s supposed to be “All the Best on Your Birthday” LOL!

Buon compleanno

As much as Melbie loves Rome Rob, we have to say Happy Birthday in Italian, right? {buono means good, not happy but it’s the way they say it}

Tanjoubi omedetou! 誕生日おめでとう。

Awww, Rob was only 19 at the Goblet of Fire Tokyo press conference in 2005.  What a cute puppy!

Joyeux anniversaire!

{Mydenofsin is French…this one’s for you BB!}  New Moon premier in Paris, Novemer 2009.  A little more mature at 23, don’t you think?

Grattis på födelsedagen!

Photocall in Stockholm, October 2011 for Breaking Dawn, Part 1! {Rob’s Swedish fans were VERY enthusiastic that he came to their city LOL!}

Feliz Cumpleaños!

Little Ashes took place in Spain and I absolutely ADORE this photo of Rob as Dali.  {Knowing Exaltada, I’ll bet she’d like to add: “Besos y abrazos de Exaltada!” -> Hugs and kisses from Exaltada!  Me too, darlin’!  Preferably in person LOL!}

Boldog szuletesnapot!

Yes, I know Bel Ami takes place in Paris, BUT it was filmed in Budapest, Hungary! {Love the top hat…LOVE that smile!}

Feliz aniversário!

BWAHAHAHA!  Suuure, I was gonna forget the BEST Rob photo to come out of filming Breaking Dawn in Brazil!

eid mīlad sa’aīd عيد ميلاد سعيد

The official language of Iraq is Modern Arabic, although there are many other dialects.  This is in honor of Rob’s new project!

Gelukkige verjaardag!

Last, but not least, cause I’m American, but live in Holland…Happy Birthday in Dutch and English!

Hope I didn’t forget anyone’s native language…didn’t mean to!

Happy Sunday, ya’ll!



Filed under Bel Ami, Breaking Dawn, Little Ashes, New Moon, Rob Pattinson, Sensual Sunday, WFE

Tonguing It Tuesday Robporn: I KNEEd you now!

Hello ladies! I hope you’re surviving this slight shower that’s been coming our way! And with all this yummy Rob goodness of WFE gifs (hawt), Rob with a goatee (what?!) and knowing that we’re going to be seeing a lot more of him….I NEED HIM NOW!!!!  I know, it’s asking a lot when the man’s schedule is super busy. So I guess I’ll settle with some Kneeporn today. Enjoy!

Let’s start off in Tokyo with some smouldering, shall we?

Black and white is always nice…

So serious. God, I flove ripped jeans!

And it never hurts to see it twice!

Why, hello there!

Okay, enough with the teasing. Let’s see some NAKED KNEES!!

Love a man that can row, even in that outfit! My what a LONG oar you have there Rob! 😉

But let’s make this a little more modern…

Aww, he looks so content.

Maybe we should *ZOOM* in on that sexy Kneeporn…

Just in case you forgot where our focus was today….

Wait! What was the focus?!

And who wants some Knee Movement?

And finally, a little tongue gif(t)!

So glad the drought is OVER!!! Happy Tuesday, ladies!

Rob Fan~tasy


Filed under Little Ashes, Remember Me, Rob Pattinson