#nah because fuck all those bitches who say they love dilfs and show a picture of 25yo christian bale <3

[valleyfae]

also now that i'm here to ramble can we just talk about how insanely good and father he looks like holy fucking shit the fluffy beard and the long hair and the greys... he is so sos so sosos dad holy fucking shit

Twirling my hair and blushing and kicking my feet and HEJAKHDKWJEK— he’s so daddy dilf father dad daddy dada daddy daddy

Oh why is he so handsome and perfect!?!!?! I’m obsessed with this look you don’t understand! I just want to cuddle up in his lap and play with his hair and and AHHHSJSJHSKS

This is actual dilfism.

#fran's mail #nah because fuck all those bitches who say they love dilfs and show a picture of 25yo christian bale <3 #they don’t understand the trials and tribulations of needing this man to mend my daddy issues #also christian bale was mine so long ago the fuck #ugh anyways #why am i not in his arms #i have basically started my own hibernation project at this point #ive been feeling so shitty but i got my precious zee and sebastian has grown his beard

[camillemontespan]

the making of drake walker [interview]

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DRAKE THE DILF!!!

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The Duke of Valtoria gives a deep chuckle as he studies the screen that shows the photographs of him for this interview. He points at the photograph that will become our chosen cover and says with his face blushing, 'My wife will frame that one.'

I look at the photograph and avert my eyes. It's a good picture of the Duke of Valtoria. It's completely different to most stiff upper lipped Dukes who have been our interview subjects before - for one thing, he is standing in a swimming pool with a white t-shirt that has gone see through, showing off his broad chest and muscles. He is the complete opposite of what you imagine a Duke to look like and I have to say that the change is very much welcome.

He's wearing a denim shirt now and his hair has been dried. We sit down at the bar by the hotel pool and he orders two coffees for us.

Drake Walker has been the Duke of Valtoria for five years. In this time, he has married the woman of his dreams, become a father to two children and set up a mental health campaign which has exploded into something much bigger than he anticipated - more on this later. He has had a busy five years and I wonder how he feels.

'I feel really good,' he tells me with a warm smile. 'Genuinely really good. I finally feel comfortable in my own skin which has been a long time coming, believe me.’ 

I’m meeting him today to discuss the expansion of his mental health campaign, Mind over Matter. What started as a small campaign to raise awareness of mental health in men has now switched up a gear and is being made into a registered charity. 

In case you missed it (have you been living under a rock?) Mind over Matter is a mental health campaign which involved Drake, his friends and men in Cordonia going on outdoor activities. What was mocked as simply being a glorified 'boys weekend' was suddenly praised when Drake had the idea to Vlog their activities. As the men trekked up mountains, abseiled, kayaked etc, they opened up and started talking about their worries, fears and hopes. It became a safe space for men who felt like they couldn't share feelings. Maxwell Beaumont admitted that he still thought about his mother who passed away when he was ten years old, but he didn't want to burden his brother. Drake told him to be honest because 'you are brothers, you're blood. Share the load.' As they talked, a charity donation line was set up so viewers could donate money to various mental health charities. It became a huge deal and it was all the brainchild of Drake Walker. Did he see this coming?

'Never in a million years,' he answers honestly. 'But now it's happened? I want to go bigger. I want it to become one of the main charities in Cordonia. If there's a guy out there struggling with depression, anxiety, alcoholism, anything, I want him to know he can contact Mind over Matter so he can speak to a qualified health professional and get the help he needs. I don't want anyone else to feel as alone as I did.'

I ask him to elaborate. He smiles. 'Growing up in court, I felt like an outcast. I hated everyone and they acted like I was the shit on their shoe. I built up walls around myself - no, scratch that, I built a fucking fortress - and I didn't let anyone in. But it all changed when I met Camille.. She basically saved my life.'

I've met Camille a handful of times and she's always been warm and kind. She looks like the type of woman you can share a bottle of wine with and chat about men. Drake let's out a deep laugh. 'Oh my god, she is! If you ask her to do that, she would do it. She's always up to talk.'

I imagine she has played a part in making Drake more vocal about his emotions. He nods eagerly. 'Absolutely. When we first met, I was such a dick to her. Thing was, I always found myself watching her, wanting to be part of her conversations but I stopped myself.'

Why?

He looks at me seriously. 'Because I felt like I wasn't worthy. Trust me, when people treat you like you're the shit on their shoes, you start to believe it. Why would this amazing woman waste her time talking to me? So I tried to hate her but couldn't. She took the time to talk to me, joke around. She broke down those walls I built and I'm forever grateful to her.'

Drake is keen to stress that he forces himself to be open about his feelings now. 'If I don't, I'm a hypocrite. I am the figurehead of a mental health charity. If I can't discuss how I'm feeling, then how can I preach to everyone else?'

I ask if it takes work. He nods. 'Every day.'

I decide to move the conversation onto something lighter. I want to know about his kids. Are they different?

He grins, happy to be a father. 'Well, Luna is a baby so it's hard to tell, but she is certainly a different baby compared to how Lily was. Luna is so quiet. She observes everything with these big round eyes, like everything is a wonder to her, and I constantly catch myself thinking baby girl, if I could just be in your head for one minute.. '

He goes quiet with a dopey smile on his face. He then shakes his head. 'They both have my smirk though.'

I ask to see the smirk.

He smirks.

Oh my. The Smirk makes me melt (it deserves capital letters).

Drake leans forward and whispers conspiratorially, 'My wife loves my smirk.'

I ask what family life is like. What is a day in the life entail?

'Usually, Lily wake us up when the sun hasn't even risen yet and screams IT'S MORNING TIME! She will usually be carrying her sister. Somehow, Lily's managed to work out how to unhinge the crib which is actually terrifying..'

Secret genius?

Drake chuckles. 'I think she has plans for world domination. She's only five and already, she's got the mind maps and dastardly plots..'

I smile at his easy humour.

'Camille refuses to get a nanny so she will look after Luna while I do the school drop off. I come home, take Luna, Camille goes to her appointments, she comes homes, we switch and I start work.' He stops then looks at me steadily. 'Jesus, this is such a boring article. I'm sorry. I'm a dad now, my life is just nappies, lack of sleep and wondering if my daughter's poo is a natural colour.'

I will be honest here. I've met Drake a few times and he used to be.. Well, he was always friendly, but he was never this forthcoming. Now he opens up more, jokes around, smiles a lot. I ask if Mind over Matter has helped him.

'It has, yes. But also I'm just happy. I feel content, like I'm right where I'm supposed to be, you know? I have an amazing wife, two beautiful daughters and I have a purpose. I'm more sure of myself now.'

Now he seems to have matured, what kind of dad is he? I imagine he's quite serious and overprotective.

He laughs. 'Yes, I'm very overprotective. God, Lily came home the other day and showed me her collection of leaves. Yes, leaves. Apparently, in her class, if a boy has a crush on you, he gifts a girl a leaf and vice versa. Leaves have become a sort of declaration of love. And she has four! FROM THE SAME GUY!'

I tease that Lily has a boyfriend. Drake shudders. 'Don't push me.'

He then grins. 'Clearly, he's got good taste.'

Is he serious then?

'Hell no! I'm honestly a really fun dad. Am I embarrassing? Maybe.. I do Iove a dad joke. But I take part in Lily's tea parties, I wear a plastic crown and everything. Sometimes, if we're pushing the boat out, we pour chocolate milk into the teacups.' He smiles again.' Tea party days are the best days.'

I ask if he can see himself having a son. He bites his lip thoughtfully.

'No.. I used to. When I allowed myself to start dreaming about raising a family, sure I wanted a little Drake Jr. But nah, I like having girls. They're cute and they're miniature versions of their mom. How can I not want that?'

He clearly adores his wife. You see paparazzi pictures of them and they always look so close. Often, Drake would be shielding her from the cameras or taking her hand to help her out of cars. 'I'm a gent,' Drake shrugs. 'I'm also of the opinion happy wife, happy life. She's my priority. Always has been, always will be.'

I ask what's new for the Duchess. She is very engaged with her duties and seems to aways be visiting children's hospitals or promoting charities.

'She fits into her role brilliantly,' Drake tells me. 'Given she was a commoner before, and an American one at that, she's really settled into being a Duchess. I was in awe. She takes the time to get to know her public, she never complains, she cares. I'm so glad that we both got to learn our roles at the same time. She kept me feeling positive.'

Did he ever think negative?

'I always worried I was failing as a Duke,' he admits. 'I thought I wasn't doing anything. I felt like everyone could see right through me.'

Imposter syndrome?

'Yes!' he cries. 'Definitely. It took me a while to find my feet.'

The interview is beginning to wrap up. Since the past five years have been a whirlwind, is he expecting the same to happen for the next five? He is launching Mind Over Matter as a charity after all. He gives me a warm smile. 'Honestly? Once it's launched, I'm taking it easy. I'm taking my family camping for a weekend. I've got it all planned. I know I go camping a lot for Mind Over Matter so you'd think I'd be sick of it but honestly, I don't. I love being outside and if it means I get to have fun with my children, teach them new things and spend time with my wife, I'm happy. But the next five years? You can't plan it. Everything that's happened to me in my life so far, I never imagined ever happening to me. But I'm excited. So fucking excited.'

I can tell you this, reader. Drake has found himself on steady ground. Long may it continue.

#drake walker #trr fanfic

[noexit-ff]

48. Part 2

Scrolling down my Instagram timeline, it’s filled with Robyn’ booty. She looks so good with Maurice, Robyn looks so happy too and her body is everything but why is she showing the whole world the booty that is mine. Paparazzi are a bitch, how close are they. Scrolling down to the next picture and my smile grew, Maurice’ smile, the excitement in his eyes. I am really missing out on this, the whole family look so happy. Looking up from my phone, placing my blunt between my lips resting my head back. I am feeling jealous as fuck, pulling back the blunt as I blew out the smoke from my lips. Bringing my head forward, I am feeling it. Shit is hard, I couldn’t stay in that home it’s lonely and I don’t like that. As soon as the cleaner came and went and Robyn was apparently too busy I flew out to London, there was really no reason behind it, I just wanted to be out of the place. I got my people together and flew out, looking back down my phone and continuing to scroll down. Paparazzi may be annoying as fuck but the pictures at times that they do get can be so nice, liking the picture of Robyn and Maurice in the water. I want this picture, the way they both just staring at each other, that’s love. This is what my stubborn ass gets, this.

I ain’t slept for shit, I am just wondering what the fuck we going to do today even though it’s like seven am and most are asleep “you still awake nigga? I thought you would have at least gone to your bedroom?” shaking my head sitting back “I gave up my bedroom, I am ok awake. I don’t trust hoes” Lo pulled a face at me “you gave your room up for the girls? I mean there is a lock in the room” I shrugged “I only bought them for y’all” Lo sat next to me “so they are all sleeping in one bed, there is four of them?” leaning forward and picking my red cup up from the floor, sitting back “hoes are hoes, I was like look. Y’all ain’t sitting with me here, y’all go in the bedroom. I ain’t fell asleep since, I just been chilling here” Lo is looking at me like I am crazy “you should have told them to come to my bed? You stupid” Lo pointed at me laughing “maybe I am” Lo looked over into my cup “you been drinking that since we came, you ain’t had lean since you got married” not like I care, one of the females walked by Lo and me in a bikini “you do know we in London, it’s cold?” Lo said half laughing, she looked behind at us “I like the cold” of course she does “what ever you like Mulan Rouge, I don’t mind seeing nipples” sipping my drink looking away.

Fresh walked out of the living area leaving me with all four girls, scratching the side of my face being quiet as ever. I called Robyn earlier but she ain’t pick up, she might ring back soon “your wife looked so good in those beach pictures” one of the girls said, nodding my head “she is good, she is beautiful” looking over at all four girls sitting together “you really didn’t have to give up your bed for us, we could have slept on the couches” Mulan said, she is the one that always tries to speak to me “unless you wanted to sleep with Hood? Clearly none of you do” They have all been running away from Hood all day “I guess, you’re such a DILF now” I chuckled “is that what they call it now? DILF? Those days are long gone now ladies, I am a faithful man to my wife” they are all beautiful but I am not risking my marriage for anyone “you just need to find the right lady, which industry nigga is faithful? Come on, not even Jay Z was faithful and you trying to tell me you want to be faithful, you must have cheated once” getting up from the couch “never have” let me leave these girl on their own, I need to get changed anyways.

Shaking my head at Fresh and Hood, there is rich white folk around and they are both throwing food at each other “get the fuck out!” Mulan screamed out, Hood purposely threw something at her “you ain’t want to suck this dick, now you speaking up” placing my hand over my face trying to not laugh “tell him off Chris” Mulan said to me “do it yourself” I retorted “I am not captain save a hoe” she glared at me in annoyance “just chill, the white people are looking” they are being too damn loud for no reason, sitting back in my chair. Mulan shifted in her chair facing away from the rest to face me “is my hair a mess? He did throw bread at me?” shaking my head “it’s ok” from the corner of my eye I see two guys walking over, this has to be hotel staff coming to us “sir” the dude said to me, looking up at him “hi, Mr Brown. If you can please tell your table to not use foul language, there is other customers around, and please to not throw food around and be loud. If you can’t comply with hotel rules then we will have to take further action” nodding my head “loud and clear sir, by the way. My breakfast came out cold, tell your kitchen staff they need to do better” getting up from the chair, the second guy stepped forward like I was going to do something “my man, you feeling ok? Why you stepping to me?” I am taller than this security guy “you bring security to talk to me? Is it because we are a bunch of black guys? I am getting up to leave this joint and you stepping to me, you better move your ass back!” I half shouted, the security guy did step back “you assumed I was going to do what exactly? Nah, fuck y’all. I am out this place anyways” I’ll go to another damn hotel, fuck them.

“Yo, Ant just find me another hotel. I ain’t ask for much from you, telling me off like you my dad and I hate that nigga so stop acting like him” why is he on my case for “I asked you what you did? You the one mad at me, fine I will get you another hotel” Ant disconnected the call on me, next time I will do the damn same with him. Grabbing my bag from the bed, the bed sheets are full of foundation, these females ain’t real. I mean they ain’t as real my wife, she is special. Frowning as I looked away from the bed, did that Mulan chick really try to say I should be like Jay Z, why would I want to be like that. Walking out of the bedroom and seeing the whole living area just trashed “seriously!?” I spat “man, fuck those. They racist as fuck” they trashed the room that is on my name “I am going to get charged for this, I am taking the money from y’all. Let’s just get of here ok, stupid niggas. They are right, you are all stupid” there was no need to even trash the place.

I booked myself a separate room, it’s small but I am better off this way because I don’t want trouble. Hearing my phone ring in the room, I was quick to run out of the bathroom and run to the bed. Picking up the phone with a quickness but didn’t even look at the caller ID “Robyn?” I said even though I don’t know who it is “you sound out of breath” Robyn said down the phone, I breathed a sigh of relief “I was in the bathroom, I have been waiting for you to call me” sitting on the edge of the bed “I know, I was asleep. It’s the longest I have actually slept, I wake up early for Junior but he slept for longer. Seeing as Junior liked to move a lot now I just keep in the crib, you should honestly see his face when he rolls onto his stomach, it’s like someone trapped him but he keeps on doing it. He gets his stupidness from you” I chuckled, there is always something new my son is doing “it sounds like some shit I would do, so he moved a lot now?” soon he will be crawling “he does, he head butts you now and then expects a kiss. That is cute, but yeah. He is ok, missing his dad. Your song came on Noella’ shuffle and he lifted his head up looking around but you wasn’t around she he rested his head back down, we both miss you. You know I hate falling out with you Chris, I am proud you didn’t react to the picture” I feel so sad.

“I am sorry” I blurted out “for what? There is nothing to be sorry about, I am always here for you. I get I got busy for you. But you going to London was random, you know” sighing out “I got bored, I been hanging with Tim. He said when you come back he wants to start the work you” I ain’t really been doing shit here “you could have called him to tell him that, I am being calm with you Chris but I found out from Jen. My husband is overseas, the man I am married too, the father of my child is in London, not home like I thought he was. Jet wasn’t empty was it? And you had the nerve to question why I used the jet on my family, so you want to explain why you have females with you? It’s funny how you haven’t told me this?” I didn’t think Robyn would have “it’s not me, they are here for the boys. I am just here, don’t you trust me?” I asked, Robyn snorted laughing “trust? Next you going to call me saying some bitch fell on your lap, you know what Chris I don’t want to know. But please don’t bother coming Barbados, I don’t want you to ruin my vibe. Those friends are not married, you’re acting like a single man, like we are boyfriend and girlfriend. You’re actually stressing me out” blowing out “get out of bed, we have things to do lazy bitch” I think that was Sonita in the background “why did you just walk in? That is rude but I am getting out of bed, is Junior ok with my mom? He’s not crying?” Robyn said “he’s fine, just get dressed” I wonder where they are going “remember these words, do not call me to tell me anything happened because on god I won’t forgive you or believe you. You don’t really think of me either, how this makes me look, you wonder why I hate leaving you home alone. Bye Chris” she put the phone down on me, people love putting the phone down on me today.

Texting Ant back, he text me saying did I get to be hotel. He another nigga annoying me, wiping the sweat from my forehead and press sent to the message. Staring at my hotel room door as a light knock came from it, I ain’t expect nobody but I knew we supposed to be going to the club soon. Jumping off my bed and walking over to the door slowly, the person knocked on the door again. Looking through the keyhole and then dragged the door open “what do you want?” I spat “well, we were waiting for downstairs in the lobby and you haven’t turned up. The rest went ahead, Frank is waiting” I swear they said in half hour “you serious?” I questioned “yeah, you can call Lo. They said meet you outside the club, and also” Mulan bought a bottle of Codeine forward “heard you ran out” nodding my head “wait out here” letting the door to close, I ain’t about to invite her in my bedroom. She dressed in barely nothing, only thing she needs is a breeze to go by her and I will see titties. I don’t understand why they left me.

Climbing into the back of the car and so did Mulan “you know what, I always wanted to ask. Why Mulan? Did your family run out of names?” she sat right next to me in the back that I couldn’t have my legs open wide, I closed them to not touch her “I asked the same thing to my mom, she said she loves the name. Don’t you like it?” I shrugged smiling “it’s alright but it’s funny” looking out of the car window “you know I am not like those other girls, I wouldn’t ever tell. I know you like what you see, you keep looking away from me because every time you look at me you like it” feeling her hand on my knee, I was quick to swat her hand away “seriously, don’t touch me. I ain’t about that cheating life” it’s like she doesn’t believe me “mhmm well I got you a bottle of Sprite” looking away from her, she is driving me crazy. She is right, there is a lot of females around but no. I fought so long for Robyn that I ain’t about to fuck that up.

Putting a finger up at Lo as he walked up to the VIP section “where the hell was you!?” he half shouted “I am asking you the same shit, you left me with your pussy!?” Lo looked at me all dumbfounded “no, I said half hour because I was going in the shower. We just come now” did she just play me “nah, Mulan said you went? That is some shit y’all would do” Lo shook his head “you sent me that text cussing me out saying you gone, I was confused and left it to that. Mulan wants some Chris Brown dick, you failing at this shit bruh. Your lying hoe raider ain’t working but fuck it, let’s get lit” glaring over at the bitch, she lied to me and then made out they went but I was dumb enough to believe her. She wanted me alone like I was going to do anything with her.

Drinking the Lean, I have only been here for an hour and I am ready to go. I don’t feel too good either, I ain’t sleept “Chris!! Welcome back to London! Not even said a word” Yinka came rushing into VIP, that is just great “hey, you good” I said not getting up to hug her, rubbing my face feeling annoyed “fine, I didn’t know you was here until the DJ shouted it out. Sneaky little visit” nodding my head “I am going now anyways but good to see you” she knows I am not in the mood at all, I am agitated about things “who was that?” Mulan came and sat with me, I get rid of one bitch and another one comes along “a female, thirsty like you” I said, hopefully she stops and leaves me alone “what the fuck is even your problem, we get it your bitch is perfect” before I could even think my hand gripped her face, just under her jaw “what you say? Who’s bitch!?” Mulan’ eyes widened “watch your fucking mouth you dumb hoe” pushing her head back with my hand “woah, Chris. What the hell!?” Fresh spat “I am out” getting up from the couch “these bitches can get off my dick now, what?” I said to all four girls just staring at me.

I am happy being in my hotel room, I just realised. I think I am better off at home now, I actually don’t feel lonely I just needed to chill “what if she press charges on you? There was cameras? Why did you do it? You ain’t said shit” Fresh been asking me that question for a while now “she called my wife a bitch, just because I wouldn’t let her suck my dick. Bitches huh. She can press charges, I will tell them why” Fresh is so unimpressed “just sleep it off, no more lean for you. Lo can hopefully do damage control, Lean is making you reckless. Go back to clean married man mode, I ain’t having you telling me you about to get divorced again” I think it’s time for me to go back home now “well, what do you want me to say. Robyn is mad because there is females with me, my dad is telling me he don’t have long to live and I am killing him off quicker, my mom is dumb. Then I got someone just making me express my feelings, you know but he good. Shit is just something deep and hidden, people want you to let it go but I ain’t ever going to be mentally right” I don’t even know why I am even speaking to Freah like this “but you need to be, you got a son. Why ain’t you letting him create you some happiness?” shaking my head “I annoy people, I am an annoyance. I just can’t speak to people, Robyn included because she just is busy for me” I need to sleep.

#Chrianna FF #Fanficiton #Chrianna