I’m baa-aack!! Yeah, I know I’ve been gone awhile and ya’ll probably thought I had abandoned you but no such luck, you’re stuck with me! ~snort~ I has a reeeaaalllly good reason for being gone so long though! See, I’ve been working my butt off (along with Rita and Mississippbellalis) on finishing both my fan fics. Yes! ” Waiting in the Twilight ” is finally done! And “Songs of Angels” now renamed “Unforgettable” is soon to be (self) published in e-book format and will be available on Amazon and several other e-book sites.
But enough about that, on to the reason we’re here…ROB PORN!! LOL!
Just like you, I’ve been hoarding all the latest and greatest (and not so great) Rob pics from Dior, the airport, out and about, old out takes and, of course, Map to the Stars. Of all the new ones lately, my personal favorite is this outtake from Cannes 2012.
*Le Sigh*
Rob always looks gorgeous when he’s in Cannes!!! But, in the midst of all this, I kept seeing old pics of Rob. So, hop in the Rob Attack WTF Tour Bus with me and I’ll take you back in time with Rob!
Come on in! There’s plenty of room inside! The RA WTF Tour Bus is spatially distorted LMAO! It looks tiny on the outside but inside, it’s the size and comfort of 10 limousines! Now, keep your hands inside the vehicle at all times and strap on your seatbelts made of Shamwows!
Let’s go back to 2006 and visit Rob on a UK TV show called Saturday Showdown for GoF. He was “Pretty,” even then.
Next stop, we see Rob as a teen model, guessing between 2000 and 2004…don’t know which magazine it was for.
Isn’t his buzz cut adorable? It’s obvious this girl is just a kid cuz if I had Rob and whipped cream in the same room, I would do alot more than put it on his nose!!! hehehehe
Now we are jumping forward in time to 2010. A press conference but darned if I know which one. I joined the Rob train a little after this here appearance. I think it’s pretty obvious why, right? LOL!
Man, we shoulda brought a bed for poor Rob! He looks tired back in 2006 at Collectormania 9. Little did he know this was just the beginning of such appearances.
Now normally I’d be like, “Step off my man, blondie!” but since I know this didn’t go anywhere, I’s fine with it! ~snickers~ It may be a blurry shot but isn’t Rob just a cutie pie in this fan pic from the same Collectormania 9 in 2006.
Here he is in the 2009 Twilight promo tour in Japan. And we all know what happens when Rob is in Japan, right? (Now, where’s my Japeen pic?)
Now lets peer in at Rob at the 2005 NYC premiere of HP GOF!
Okay, let’s go forward a bit to the 2007 (outtake) from the Hackett Campaign photo shoot. Rob looks like such a little gentleman here!!
Now on to a wonderful BTS shot from How to Be 2008. Okay, will you all still love me if I admit I have never seen HTB? I never see it on or available anywhere!! ~pouty face~
Rob and his then girlfriend, Nina Schubert, at the Chakravarty Cup in 2006. And just in case you wanted to know, the Chakravarty Cup is an annual polo match created to raise funds and awareness for selected charities. Started in 1997, it has now donated well over £1 million to various charities. Dayum! Our boy was thiiin!!
All these pics are new to me but I lurve this edit from the 2005 photoshoot for Goblet of Fire. Look at that smile and those eyes!!!
And another fan pic from 2006 Collectormania GMEX. Dunno the difference from Collectormania 9, but I hear there is one! Anybody know?
This should bring back some fond memories…anybody else remember the bubble jacket? Gucci Private Dinner 2008. I recognize Ed Westwick but not the girl
Ok this pic bugs me to death!! I srsly think someone needs to fill in with black that little white spot of wall between Rob’s ear and shoulder!!!! If you look at this pic from a distance, or minimize it just a bit, it looks like Rob is wearing a big plastic star earring!! Or is it just me??? Cropped pic of Rob with the little girl who played Bella as a child in Twilight 2008. From the early morning stubble, it looks like he still has to do hair and make-up LOL!
Candid of Rob, Tom Sturridge and Nina Schubert…guessing 2006. Rob’s having fun at least LOL!
Candid of Rob and sister Lizzie..again, guessing 2007 or 2008! Great looks and talent run in the family, right?!
I hope you all enjoyed this little time warp down memory lane. Now that we have arrived back at the RA mansion, please exit the vehicle (I GOTTA go find my Japeen pic LOL!!!!)
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.
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.
“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 ~ 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.
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!
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*
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 ~ “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!
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*
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 chickto put a smile upon my face.
One Night Stand in Locked Down London ~ A 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.
When BlueIsSoul asked me to pre-read her new story, she directed me towards an article that acted as the inspiration and appeared on Esquire.com. 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?”
“Yeah.”
“…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?
Nothing.
So I say just that.
Nothing.
“Then I fixate… on things, people,” she says conversationally, “men mainly.”
Err…
My psycho-chick-homing-device explodes.
BOOOM!
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.”
“Dick.”
“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.
“Edward!”
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.”
“Oh.”
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.
Holy Hell Angelz! I haven’t been this excited for awhile now and though I’m still crazy about Rob I was totally at a mind numbing loss for things to post about our boy or even write in my fanfictions. My Rob mojo is strong but my writing mojo was just GONE. I had been trying to work on my fan fiction and wasn’t getting anywhere fast. Then I realized that today is our favorite Vamps one hundred and eleventh Birthday! I just kept thinking what could I say about Edward’s birthday that hasn’t been said 111 times already?
{Or his “Eleventy-first” birthday as Bilbo Baggins would have called it lol}
Well, it might be Edward’s birthday but I’m the one that got a present!
I was working on my fanfic “WIT” and got to thinking about the battle scene Bella was supposed to write. A reader asked me in a review once if I was actually going to write the Non Battle scene that was suppsed to be Bella’s work. I told her that from the on set that had been my intention, either as a chapter or as an outtake {still undecided about where and how I should put that in WIT.} So Breaking Dawn 2 has always been very important to me since the beginning of my Robsession when I first started thinking about writing WIT. I was thinking about things I could write for that scene and I remembered that I hadn’t seen anything lately for BD2. {Yes apparently I do live under a rock in RL! LOL} but at any rate I started looking for a pic to use in chapter 17 when I stumbled onto this…
OMG! Life will never be the same!
Then I saw where it said it was a pic from Breaking Dawn {was it from 1 or 2? I didn’t remember seeing this in BD1 but it got me to thinking, November is not that far off and didn’t someone say there was supposed to be a teaser trailer out this week?} So of course, greedy little Rob fan-girl that I am I wanted MORE!~ So I started searching and I found this~
Lord he just gets more beautiful every time.
Well we all know how addicting Rob is, he’s like a bag of chips, you can’t have just one, so my hungry eyes started searching for more.
“My Familys in danger. I need your help.”
Now I knows this gorgeous pic wasn’t from BD1 so that had to mean it was from BD2 and THAT meant there was MORE!!!! That caption reminded me that there was supposed to be a vid and I started looking. I was thrilled at getting to see these pics but at this point I still wasn’t all that inspired to do a post. {I know, WTF is wrong with me? I’ve been asking myself the same thing for weeks!}
Then, without even looking for it, I found this and I knew that elusive vid was real and it was more than likely on you tube.
Volturi vs. Cullen clan.
and just before I went to look for the Vid I saw this…
You’ll have to go through us to get to Nessie.
Side by side forever.
It was starting to look like BD2 was going to be Epic but having read the books and the Epic “non-battle scene” I still had my doubts. They hadn’t ever strayed too far from SM’s original story line so I was pretty sure that while it would look great on film, it was going to be a huge lead up into a pretty bland face off. So with a lack luster enthusiasm I headed over to You tube to find the Video…
Now first of all let me say… “SQUEEEEEEEEEE! FTMFW!”
Second, this looks like it was taken straight outta my mind as the “re-write” Bella was going to write in my fic. This look,
Fucking thrilled me to no end. There is nothing I enjoy more than watching/reading a story where the “helpless, delicate, fragile Girl” Finally gets enough of the bull shit, picks herself up and says “Damn it! You’re not going to fuck me over anymore! You want to go there? Then Bring it bitches.” Then to everyone’s utter amazement she kicks some serious ass!
I hope and pray that someone actually has re-written SM’s ending and the Cullen Clan go head to head with the Volturi and kick their weird asses all over the big screen.
I am more thrilled and anxious than ever to see this movie. So ladies, what do you think?
Hello Ladies, like all of you I have been licking clicking and saving all the Rob ~ Cannes goodness for days…
and I’m still behind…
no, not that behind Rob {snickers} although it ISa great one. When I heard Rob received an eight and a half minute standing ovation I was not only thrilled for him but undescribably proud of him. While searching for the beautiful edits I knew would be on FB and Tumblr I saw this one from Melbie Toast and she managed to elegantly put into words what I was feeling… {I Added some pics between her words}
“My dear friends, I’m still so overwhelmed by the events yesterday…which I shared with my dear friend Jackie, I felt I must write something to all of you about my feelings. The standing ovation Rob received at the premiere of Cosmopolis so moved me, and him… to see Rob FINALLY get the respect and admiration for his acting abilities by the elite…I know it must have been tremendous emotionally… Just incredible…I am so damn happy for him…
As Jackie mentioned to me, “I think we actually think feel his elation and also his relief too. We are his fans and we love him so much but this is finally acceptance from those who matter in his career. It’s just so wonderful. He is blessed with a wonderful life at the moment and long may it last….I want nothing but love and happiness for this wonderful young man. Maybe it is a little strange, the effect he has on us…It’s like we feel what he feels…Well, a little maybe!”
I agree with Jackie; Yes, it is strange, in a way… how we feel about him… so devoted to his success…but we’ve followed his every move for years, rejoicing in his talents, and to finally see him recognized in such a profound way by his peers… this is just so awesome – we can’t help but vicariously enjoy and be moved by his success at Cannes.
I’ve never cared so deeply for a celebrity… it’s just him…he is just so charming, disarming, uninhibited, humble, and filled with so much sweetness and sexiness at the same time and oh so very talented in so many ways…. he has beguiled us… this love and admiration I have for Rob is entirely new to me and I wonder sometimes why I am experiencing something like this so late in my life… maybe it is because I am mature enough to see beyond the shell of celebrity and truly admire the wonderful person that Rob is.
Yes, Rob is a very handsome man, but there are a lot of handsome men out there…it is his personality that has reeled us in and made us love him so much and be devoted to him like no other. He joked in the past that his fans were in love with “the vampire”… and that may have been true years ago…but now…we have gotten to know his true self via hundreds of interviews and appearances and in many of your cases, an actual meeting… and we’ve heard all the stories of how wonderful he is to fans in person from those who have met him…. we have grown to truly love and adore this man for WHO he is…inside.
I just absolutely adore him and I think that is why his success at Cannes has so affected me… I’m just so proud of him and so happy for him, I had to put it in words! I just can’t go to sleep until I had done this…” ~Melbie Toast
Thank you Melbie for saying so beautifully what Icould not… {Bravo BB}
Until Next time ladies, Keep Lickin’ Clickin’ and Savin’!!
All Aboard! All week long we are traveling along with our blogger friends and Wishing Rob a Happy 26th birthday. So climb on board (TWSS) and Enjoy the ride!! WooHoo!!
Happy Birthday You Gorgeous Man!
Today’s blog train topic is all about what we would wish for Rob. Well, what do you wish for the man who has EVERYTHING???
Great looks,
A great Body,
Beautiful eyes,
Gorgeous hair…MOST of the time LOL,
A fabulous singing voice,
A Great Pianist,
Fantastic actor,
and he’s even “flexible” LMAO
And He’s got sex appeal rollong off every fiber of his being…
So just what do you wish for the man who has DEFINATELY GOT IT ALL???
There’s only 4 things I can think of:
LOVE
PEACE (freedom from the paps)
JOY
And…
ME!!
LOL
Truy I wish You the Happiest of Birthday’s Rob And a lifetime of Happieness to follow!
Now Get back on board the Rob train and continue the Ride. Next stop,
Howdy! I know this isn’t my normal day and I promised you a Marcus post but don’t worry that will still be coming. He will get the respect he deserves Wednesday. I just thought you all might like to get this breaking news as soon as possible!
Saturday was the second Marcus Foster show at the Hotel Cafe but what is even more cool was that Robert Pattinson, Kristen Stewart and Sam Bradley were there as well. Sam was there Friday also, but more on that later. Here’s how it all went down…
Maggie and I and our friends were just enjoying the evening, listening to music. I was pretty chill since I had done the whole scope out the place yesterday to no avail. I didn’t see anybody with Marcus before he played, which did seem a little odd compared to Friday night but not abnormal. Maggie decides to do a “loop” of the place. I wasn’t that worried about it, I did the same thing the night before to no avail. She comes back (I guess, I never saw her) and my friend is telling me I need to go to the bathroom. I immediately knew why but couldn’t get myself to go. It felt weird, too much an invasion of his privacy. But of course, I went. I didn’t want to kick myself later.
On my way to the back, there was a huge crowd of people. Mind you, I had no idea where he was just somewhere on
Imagine seeing this from the front, side, whatever!
the path to the bathroom. I saw him slumped next to the wall in the hallway wearing the ever popular black and grey plaid flannel.I want to say that we had eye contact at this point. But it’s a hazy experience and I was a bit out of it at the moment. But there’s a really good possibility that we did. (giggles) I kept going towards the bathroom but there was a line so I came back out and found a spot along the hallway wall. A little behind Rob and across from him. It was then that I noticed Kristen standing in front of him.
They were just enjoying the music, no one bothered them. They were just standing near each other. Maggie and our friends came up behind me and started saying something to me. I have no idea what, I shushed them so quick. My heart was racing, and I was just trying to stand there all nonchalant and enjoy the music. I have no idea what Marcus was playing at this point but I could see Rob from my peripheral. It was then that I noticed the black beanie and the beard. It wasn’t out of control, just an average length beard. Kristen was texting someone and her phone was lighting up the darkened hallway.
Another friend of mine comes by and asks why I left. I had tried to tell her before but she just wasn’t getting it, so I left to find Rob myself. It’s every woman for themselves at that point. I’m not standing around trying to get you the info and miss my chance! I told her I had to go to the bathroom and she’s saying, “No, you didn’t”. I quickly pull her out of the hallway. I was so not having that convo right next to Rob!!!! She had no idea he was there and then went back in to see him. Then we sat out in the main entrance room by the “Private” door for the musicians. A couple of minutes later, Rob comes around the corner and into the room a mere foot away from me. He was moving quickly followed by Kristen, Sam and another friend of their’s.
That was it. The encounter was over. They left with what we could only hope would be a hassle-free exit. It wasn’t until I ran into Maggie later that I found out what happened when I left the hallway…
Maggie’s daughter was with us that night. She was brave enough to go up to Kristen and ask her if she could buy her a drink!!!! According to Maggie, her daughter and my friend, Kristen looked at Rob then told her daughter,”No thanks. I’m good.” They all had a giggle after that. Rob, Kristen and company, I mean. I was so sad to have missed The Giggle!!!!! But seeing Rob in motion was enough for me. I was just bummed that it was Kristen that was drinking from a bottle and not Rob!
Hope you all enjoyed that little glimpse into the evening! Sorry there are no pics from this night. But I really feel it’s inappropriate and rude to take pics of someone enjoying the night on their personal time. Besides, it was so dark a flash would have blinded us all! We all let them continue enjoying their night even though I’m sure they knew why a whole slew of people kept walking past! It’s just being considerate and I’m sure they greatly appreciate that.
UPDATE: there were a few pics from that night. Apparently, it wasn’t as pap-free as we hoped. This pic was from Robsessed.
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And don’t forget to come back Wednesday to show Marcus some love!
Bel Ami showed on Sunday night at the Jameson Dublin International Film Festival and lucky me was there to see it.
I’m trying hard to remember the details so I can share an in-depth response with you all but I can tell you this, my overwhelming feeling as the film ended was that I loved it. I would have very happily sat through it again as I’m sure I didn’t fully appreciate the attention paid to the historical accuracy of the lavish sets or the beautiful detailing of the period costumes for both the men and women. I remember thinking that the score fit perfectly with the film although I cannot recall the detail of it now.
There was just so much happening on screen vying for my attention, not least of which was an extremely handsome leading man. And that’s what he was – a man – all man. He strode around with a confidence that put me in mind of Clark Gable or Cary Grant. It was so nice to see that Robert Pattinson was given the freedom, and I suspect the encouragement, to actually act – not just produce a performance to a given formula.
After hearing from the dynamic duo of Declan Donnellan and Nick Ormerod before the film, I’m not surprised at the passion that everyone involved obviously poured into the production. They said it was a labour of love. The actors took cut price salaries, but there is nothing cut price about their performances. The directors have a very impressive history in the theatre that adds a certain element to the film. I can’t quite put my finger on what it is; perhaps it is that some of the scenes could play perfectly on a stage without adaptation. It had a lovely feel to it.
Despite a strong dislike for Guy de Maupassant left over from my school days, as an adult, I read the book Bel Ami with an open mind. It just proved to me that although times may change and centuries may pass, human beings will always be the same. This book could have been written and set in modern times in terms of lust, greed, hunger for power, power games, political intrigue, international relations, corrupt media and plain old love, betrayal and forgiveness. While I’m aware that much of the politics from the book are merely alluded to in the film, it keeps the film from being heavy allows it move along at a nice pace.
I was given a hard time (TWSS) for focussing on the sex scenes when I gave my initial thoughts on the film on Sunday night. All I can say is: let she among you cast the first stone and all that LOL. Since I believe inquiring minds want to know – I will share. Stop reading now if you don’t want to know about them. First of all there are a lot of sex scenes, but let me tell you, they do not become boring; they are never the same. That’s not just because Georges changes his lovers more often than he changes the sheets on the bed! It was quite amusing to watch him hurry one lover out the door as he had an unplanned post coital nap and it was time for his next lover to arrive. You know you should want him to be caught and face the consequences, but he smiles that devilish smile and you are glad that he is not.
The first sex scene is the famous – or is it the infamous – nekkid arse thrusting scene between Georges and the prostitute. I don’t want to spoil the anticipation for you by giving too much detail; I know I am evil. It was quick, not that I’m implying Georges was quick even though the scene was. My DH takes great delight in the fact that Viggo Mortenson, another favourite actor of mine, has a skinny arse (it’s an undeniable fact). I took great pleasure in sharing the perfectness of Rob’s nekkid arse with DH on my return home; again, I know I am evil. There is lust fuelled sex, sex purely for gain, sex that is making love and sex between Georges and his wife that is quite disturbing. It is a tribute to the quality of the acting from Rob and the leading ladies that the difference is obvious each time.
I particularly liked the performance from Christina Ricci as she played Clotilde de Marelle as though she was born in that era. I’ve always liked Holiday Grainger since I saw her in A Bad Mother’s Handbook years ago and thought her a skilled actress. As Suzanne Rousset, she only has a relatively small part to play in the film but she plays it perfectly. She looks so happy and innocent walking down the aisle on her husband’s arm; I wonder does she have any understanding of the kind of marriage she has ahead of her or is she actually another player? Colm Meaney played the pompous Rousset magnificently and Philip Glenister played the unfortunate Foriestier very convincingly.
If you go to this film hoping to see the perfect man you will be sorely disappointed. Georges Duroy is more than easy on the eyes, the colours and cut of clothes suit his body shape and long legs very well. Look behind the facade though and you will find a very flawed character. He has come from a background of poverty and deprivation. He had a taste of wealth and the good life while in the army and upon his return to civilian life has once again to face the harsh reality of being poor. He believes he has the right to a better life and is driven by greed and ambition to use his good looks to further his aim. Without shame, he is manipulative and thoughtless as he uses and then discards those who can be of benefit to him. Somehow, underneath it all, you can see the poor boy who is desperate to never be hungry again, who loves a woman he can never fully have and who himself – in turn – is used and manipulated by others and even cheated upon. On paper Georges is a despicable cad; I don’t know how Rob did it, but on screen he managed to display Georges not just with all his faults, but also in his loneliness and desperation. He made me feel sorry for him; he made me wish love and happiness for him whether he deserved it or not.
There is no denying Bel Ami has strong dark themes. It is intense and dramatic, with outbursts of anger and violence, some sizzling sex scenes, but there are also moments of humour and love. It is beautifully set, nicely filmed and features some wonderful performances. There is something for everyone. I happily admit to being a fan of both Robert Pattinson and period films but really you don’t need to be either to enjoy this film. IMHO overall it’s a good entertaining story well told.
Yes, you read that right. It’s news time here at RA with your Wandering Reporter, RFM. I’m kinda like a roving reporter, just much more laid back! And I’m sure you know the only thing happening in Robland this past week is Bel Ami. So let’s do this news quickie style. I know, that’s blasphemous when it comes to Rob. I promise next time we’ll do it nice and slow. 😉
The news first started last week when Rob emerged from hiding at LAX on his way to Berlin. And almost more newsworthy was his buttonless shirt!
I just want to rip ALL the buttons off! UNF
Rob landed in Berlin to do the Bel Ami Press Conference where he tells us that Declan Donellan told him not to have a six-pack for this movie. Shouldn’t that be Rob’s dream job come true? But he sounds kind of self conscience about it.
No worries, baby! Look how far you've come (twss)
Next, Rob was onto the Red Carpet. He posed with his costars and checked out their um, assets.
Every time, Rob. Every. Time.
Spent time signing autographs and taking pictures with his adoring fans,
Rob, it's a camera. You can do it! You used mine!
And even flashed the paparazzi.
Rob!!!! We want to SEE!!!
Okay, so maybe that’s not exactly what he was doing! Then he signed this awesome pic and went in to enjoy the movie with his family. AWKWARD, anyone?
Then the reviews started coming and most of them weren’t very nice. Some bad words kept slipping through.
Yep, that’s right. Those words were Twilight, Edward Cullen and Twihards. They even started Christina Ricci calling us that. Luckily, the reviews started to get better and the fan reviews are even more awesome!
After that whirlwind weekend, Rob headed home with some pants that are MOST newsworthy.
So that’s the low down in Robland. Not sure when our next newscast will be. It depends on how deep in hiding Rob goes and if anyone can find a new story. And yes, I know about other Rob pictures that emerged this week. But we don’t need to know where Rob lives or what he does in his down time.
Update:
Thanks to Maggie, for reminding me about this! Please help the US/Canada areas see this movie. Even if you’re not from those areas please like this page. The more noise we make about this, the better all of our chances are to see this movie!
The objective is simple: We WANT Bel Ami in the US!!
If a grassroots campaign to get Betty White on SNL via Facebook worked for them, we’re hoping it will work for us.
It’s all RFM’s FAULT!!!! She did it! She got me going and now I’m off on a tear! Ya just had to do it, didn’t you girl? I had this vague idea for a post and there was this one little gif that I couldn’t get outta my head. Then RFM went and posted about musical Rob, and those magnificently talented fingers of his, and now I’m all wound up about them ~ AGAIN (or should I just say S’MORE?)
And so, my friends, we are here for ONE reason today.
THIS….
Rob's hands and those long, elegant and gifted fingers!
You see, when I think of Rob and music, it makes me think of things like this…
Rob's fingers IN the guitar!! *UNF*
And the shape of the microphone does NOTHING to get me outta the RobGutter *snickers!*
You DO notice the microphone, don’t you? Rita didn’t…her eyes were locked onto his hands LOL!
Can you handle this, ladies?
“There’s no way”
Rob, I totes agree with you! They won’t be able to handle that. Seriously? FingerPorn AND your Stoli T?
Complete overload…especially when I insert (Gah! I love that word!) this Melbie vid, just to be evil *witchy cackle.*
Those hands get to touch his shoulders…
his face…
his body!!!
Those fingers get to touch his lips...I wanna touch those lips! Oh, what he could do with those hands, those fingers....Too hot to handle! I am DIED!!
I know where I'd like those fingers to be pressing *shiver!*
Good Morning Ladies, I nearly forgot it was Thursday!! *WHEW* What busy time! I don’t know if any of you have noticed but the tag line for RA is “Beacause he gives us a reason to smile.” When I came up with the name for RA and the Tag line I had every intention of Changing it. (I still think about it sometimes but oh boy! What a headache that would be.) It was just one of those things that was just until I got the site built. I never thought I’d have a hundred members Long before I considered the site done! LOL But at the time It was all I could think of cause every time I looked at Rob I smiled. Of course that’s easy to do when your always Laughing and perving. And Honestly, Who wouldn’t/couldn’t grin over this…
And well, This too…
IDEK What this face is for but it makes me giggle
It didn’t take me Long to pick up the term “Adorkable” either…
And there is Tybert. With all his inner turmoil and pain he made me smile…
But I’m not referring Only to funny pics of Rob. There are even some dramatic ones that make me smile or giggle. For instance…
And it wasn’t long before I found the Jumping Meme Rob to make me laugh!
And of Course there are manips, funny ones and Hawt ones that always bring a smile to my face…
And Did I mention Hawt Manips That make me smile…
The Power this man has to make me smile…
Just Rob being his normal sexy self makes me grin like an idiot. Now, you look at this pic and tell me you’re not grinning from ear to ear…
Definately nothing funny about that pic or this one….
But I never realized just how powerful this Beautiful man was until about a week ago. I was out Christmas shopping with my mom. The store was packed. It had been a long day of searching for certain items and not finding them, being trampled on, yelled at, pushed aside, waiting in line, honked at, freezing, pushing a wheel chair with one hand and dragging a cart behind me. I was tired and irritable I had a miserable headache, my feet, back and legs were killing me and I just wanted to go home!!!! I finally got in line to check out and it was the last stop for the day, when I realized I forgot something I needed. I left mom at the registers and made a bee line for the back of the store. I took a short cut through stationary and lo and behold, the poster display was open to none other than this pic…
And as I passed by it I was grinning like and idiot! But why? he’s not smiling, he’s not being adrkable, BD isn’t exactly a comedy but still I was grinning and damn it I was blushing too! I could feel it! And the worst part was, I couldn’t stop!! Yet how do I explain the fact that I was grinning when I was miserable and about to pop a cap in someones add a few moments before????? But what can I say? How do you Not Love and smile over a man who Wears your initials in a heart on his chest???
That’s ok Rob, I wear MY heart on my sleeve and it’s got your Name all over it Baby! Now, Ya’all knows I coulda went on forever with all the pics of Rob that makes us smile so post yours in the comments or I’ll come back and post more!!! Just do what I do…
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