Fuckhawt Fanfic Monday: Doctor Rob
So, I’m kind’ve a klutz. And by kind’ve, I mean a HUGE klutz. My co-workers just kinda giggle when I walk into things and fall down now. 😦 Anyway, this means that I spend loads of time in emergency rooms. Seriously, I’m practically on a first name basis with the ER doctors at local hospitals. Last winter, I went to the ER yet again, and guess who my attending was? That’s right, Dr. Cullen.
Swear to god, that was the script he wrote me…
Now, as soon as he said his name I snorted and started giggling. When I hear Cullen, I don’t think of Carlisle. Or even of Edward. I think of Rob. Everything makes me think of Rob.
Drunk = Rob
Sex = Rob
Heineken = Rob
Lucky Charms = Rob
Tattoos = Rob
Anything British = Rob
Vodka = Rob
Doctor = Rob
I can’t help it. So when I saw Dr. Cullen at the ER, I started thinking about Dr. Rob.
Mmmmm. Dr. Rob. Now he’s a good guy. He just wants to take care of you. He’s the guy who brings you soup when your sick, looking all fuckhawt in his flannel shirt… sigh. But he can pound a Heineken (and you) with the best of them, too! And when he puts on his scrubs… Holy hell. He REALLY wants to play doctor with you. He can give you a hands-on lesson in everything he learned in his anatomy and ob/gyn classes… Makes me want to introduce him to the joys of the supply closet. And the on-call room. And the lobby.
In the spirit of some hot Dr. Rob lovin’, and to help you with the horrors that are Monday mornings, here are some fuckhawt fanfics that feature this fine man.
Isn’t Dr. Robward a wonderful thing? Stimulating. And so satisfying.