@camillemontespan / camillemontespan.tumblr.com
Coffee Shop Trilogy AU:
2. Williamsburg
3. Stars
Her One Constant [AU Series] [Drake the Bodyguard]
The History of Us [AU series] [and my personal favourite]
Doing separate master lists for all my stuff. I’m not putting it all on one post for fear that tumblr will flag my master list again and not allow me to appeal it.
Warnings: NSFW, angst.
A lot of these one shots are from when I first joined the fandom.
#the most relatable
Drake went home to his apartment in town. It was small and bare, purely functional. He rented it because it was cheap and it meant he had his own life away from the ranch.
If that life involved drinking nightly at the bar and eating instant noodles in his crappy kitchen.
But they’re so cute though 🥹
@choices-myworld aww thank you ☺️
TIM & LYLA — 3x01: I Knew You When
Maybe you need to get a workout before breakfast.
I wrote this a while ago and forgot about it until I was looking through my drafts :) some early, angsty pre-Cake (drake x camille= cake)
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Camille sipped her champagne as she partly listened to Madeleine and Olivia exchange barbed insults. Another evening, another ball, another test in patience as she spent time with these ladies.
Hana and Kiara were talking about films they had recently seen, a much nicer conversation, yet Camille couldn’t focus on any of it.
She was watching Drake Walker.
What was it about this man that caught her attention?
He was always in the corner of the room, never taking part. He would sip his whiskey, ignore the other courtiers and never dressed up in a suit.
Despite all of that, Camille found him refreshing. She thought it took courage to be able to go against the grain. He was certainly different.
Liam wandered over to their table and gave them all warm smiles. ‘Ladies,’ he greeted them. 'Who shall join me for the first dance?’
Camille averted her eyes. Don’t pick me, don’t pick me.
So it's been a long time since I wrote more of this! I went on hiatus just before the finale and now I'm writing more of this again. Apologies if this isn't very good, I'm a bit rusty!
This was originally going to be the final chapter but I have more to write so this is the first part of the finale!
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The dawn light filtered through the window, waking Camille. Blinking, her eyes adjusted and she found that she was lying on her side facing Drake.
They were sharing Lou's narrow sofa. Drake's back was pressed up against the back of the sofa and his arm was protectively curled under Camille, keeping her from falling off. Even in sleep, he kept her safe.
Camille's eyes scanned Drake. His dark hair was tousled and his face needed a shave but to Camille, he looked perfect. Everything about him was perfect.
His body was hard and muscled against her. Softly, Camille reached out to stroke his broad shoulders before sliding her fingers down his arms that were corded with veins. She focused on the bullet wound that was covered with a bandage and she felt her heart tug with guilt.
Missed them so much. Yea for them
Thank you @kingliam2019 ❤️
So it's been a long time since I wrote more of this! I went on hiatus just before the finale and now I'm writing more of this again. Apologies if this isn't very good, I'm a bit rusty!
This was originally going to be the final chapter but I have more to write so this is the first part of the finale!
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The dawn light filtered through the window, waking Camille. Blinking, her eyes adjusted and she found that she was lying on her side facing Drake.
They were sharing Lou's narrow sofa. Drake's back was pressed up against the back of the sofa and his arm was protectively curled under Camille, keeping her from falling off. Even in sleep, he kept her safe.
Camille's eyes scanned Drake. His dark hair was tousled and his face needed a shave but to Camille, he looked perfect. Everything about him was perfect.
His body was hard and muscled against her. Softly, Camille reached out to stroke his broad shoulders before sliding her fingers down his arms that were corded with veins. She focused on the bullet wound that was covered with a bandage and she felt her heart tug with guilt.
Hi! Can you find Chapter 13 of History of Us? There's a Keep Reading link on that one that doesn't work, either.
sidney ellwood being inducted into my comfort character list
Day 2 - Happy Birthday Dean Week - Favorite Comedic Moment.
Warnings: NSFW, alcohol abuse/addiction. Only read if you are 18+.
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@knaussal because you asked for the rest of the series 😊
NEW SERIES!! BUZZING!
Thank you so much to @fromthedeskofpaisleybleakmore for talking me through how Americans celebrate 4th July (y’all are crazy fun). I want to celebrate 4th July now.
The start is the teaser I posted a few days ago, but if you keep reading, you’ll read more new content :)
Warnings: NSFW.
Tagging: @jovialyouthmusic @sirbeepsalot @pug-bitch @fromthedeskofpaisleybleakmore @moonlightgem7 @dcbbw @emceesynonymroll @of-course-i-went-to-hartfeld @gardeningourmet @i-bloody-love-drake-walker @burnsoslow @sawyeroakleyscowboyhat @notoriouscs @symonde @rainbowsinthestorm @drakesensworld @polishchoicesfan @drakewalkerisreal @iplaydrake @katedrakeohd @be-still-my-aching-heart @viktoriapetit
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Drake woke up bleary eyed and aching all over. Groaning, he shifted his body so he was now sat up and he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He could feel the pain in his head and the room was moving. His mouth was dry.
He found that he was on the sofa which meant he must have fallen asleep in the living room last night. The curtains were shut but he could hear the sound of rain hammering the ground outside.
Drake heard the sound of heels echoing along the hallway before stopping at the door to the living room. Slowly lifting his head, he squinted at the doorway and could see Camille standing at the threshold with her arms crossed.
‘You’re awake,’ she greeted him. Her voice was remote, cut off from him. Drake ran a hand through his hair and cleared his throat. ‘Yeah. I need water.’
‘Not surprised.’
He blinked at the bluntness of her voice. As his eyes adjusted, he took her in; she was wearing a purple coat, her black fedora hat and her black suede thigh high boots, which he knew she lovingly called her ‘power boots’ whenever she needed a confidence boost.
Why did she need a confidence boost?
‘Are you going out?’ he asked her, his voice croaking. Camille stared at him, her jaw set.
‘Do you seriously not remember last night?’ she asked in disbelief.
Drake frowned. ‘No.. what happened?’
Her eyes narrowed. ‘You are fucking unbelievable.’
Is the first chapter of A History of Us located somewhere else? I clicked on the Keep Reading link, but the page doesn't exist.
Hey lovely! So when I changed my URL a few years ago, I didn't realise that the links to my fics would disappear because I'm an idiot 🙈 Over time, I've tried my best to locate all my old fics and chapters and fix them but some chapters I just can't find. I'll try to find the first chapter for you and tag you, sorry it's not available at the moment!
I wrote this after making the edit above. I was inspired!
Has this idea been done before? I have no idea.
No warnings!
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The car drove silently through the city streets, the glimmering lights of the skyscrapers above shining down through the tinted windows, casting the vehicle’s occupants in a silver glow. The streets were full of people, especially in this area, as the biggest event of the year was happening tonight.
Camille Montespan adjusted her bracelet as she looked out of the window, trying her best to fight the anxiety building in her stomach. She wasn’t keen on flashy events even though her job insisted that she enjoy being in the public eye. According to her advisors, she had to get used to the paparazzi, the constant flashbulbs and the attention.
She cleared her throat nervously.
Beside her, Drake looked at her from the corner of his eye. ‘You alright, Duchess?’ he asked.
Camille nodded. ‘Sure,’ she said. ‘If feeling like you’re going to throw up and faint is alright, then yeah, I feel fantastic.’
@dutifullynuttywitch I love tags like this, thank you so much!
I made this into a series (it's taken me about a year to start writing the final chapter after a lonnnng hiatus), I'm really pleased you enjoyed this first chapter!
