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LUNA | Van McCann - COMPLETED

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Parts 47
Time 5h 12m

Reads 35,975
Votes 948
Parts 47
Time 5h 12m

browneyedhippie

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A little flirting never hurt nobody, right? 

Living in the small town of Llandudno, Luna and her best mate Lucy decide to go see Lucy's favourite band Catfish And The Bottlemen. After the gig, Luna goes out the back and ends up meeting the lead singer Van McCann. They have chemistry from their past and Luna soon finds out why Van wrote The Balcony..

Taken inspiration from their song 7
-sexual content/explicit languageAll Rights Reserved

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You Give Me Problems (Van McCann) by Indecent-Inspiration

Whoever you're mixing your drinks with, is dying to, go to town on you... ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ He was wearing his usual uniform of black skinny jeans and a sweater, although the sweater he was wearing now was especially significant. It was the one I fell asleep on a few nights after we'd met. "Hi Van." ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Carmen meets Ryan "Call me Van, it's more class" McCann at some seedy bar she gets dragged to by a new friend. To say things move fast is an understatement. But as fast as they move, as painfully slow they end. While Van and his mates get the band rising quicker and quicker, Carmen can't help her feelings as she sees her striped sweater wearing messy haired cockish boy become the rockstar he swore he would.

Oxygen (Catfish And The Bottlemen/1975) by Pacifierbby

"Youre worse than our Van you are, bet you don't even have lungs..." "Yeah well, oxygens over rated, I don't need to breath..." So this is like a double ff cause its gonna have catfish and 1975 and possibly some others in it too. Haven't entirely decided yet. *also feel like I should state that this story has very heavy drug use in it and like just because they might seem cool, theyre not cool, and if you think they are cool, read the works of irvine welsh and william burroughs, got that kids, drugs are bad!!*

Leeds part two - van McCann by vanmccannstagram

Summer's A Knife by steppedoffaflight

"You know, if they're really buggin' you..." Van's voice is quiet, but it cuts through the soft background noise of the street. He gives another one of his shrugs, as if what he's about to say next isn't important. "We could head back up to my room," He finishes. or Your annual birthday trip with your best friend to San Diego ends in a chance encounter with Van McCann. A/N: New chapter every Wednesday! I am always on tumblr at steppedoffaflight if you'd like to talk about this universe with me!

Love & Exorcisms | 18+ | COMPLETE | by HarleyLaroux

| 18+ | Damian looked so different with his shirt off and a crop in his hand. He felt more real: no longer wearing the mask of the good doctor, he was the Exorcist, the master over my wildest fears, the stones on the shore over which my ocean of madness could crash without fear. He trailed the crop over my throat, down my chest. "Your demons have not been playing nicely," he said, a warning in his tone. Goosebumps prickled up my arms as the smooth leather teased over my navel. "No, sir. They haven't. They don't much like you." He grinned, and it was such a wicked sight that my stomach clenched up with desire. I desperately wanted to feel those teeth, the softness of those lips. Patience was nearly impossible. "I must admit I don't much like them either," he growled. "Turn around. Hands on the wall. Spread your legs." I obeyed, my breath catching in my throat. I felt him lean close, his breath hot on my neck as he left kisses along my hairline. "But they don't own your body, do they, darling? Who owns this body?" "I do, sir." My breathing shuddered. The crop tapped between my thighs. "That's right. And who have you chosen to give your body to?" "To you, sir." × × × 18 year old Samara Garfield is on the run - from her past, from her desires, from the wicked voices in her head. Everything seems to be catching up with her when she meets Damian Hearst, a doctor with perverted desires of his own. With a legion of demonic beings eager to overtake her, the good doctor may indeed be the only one who can save her. But as their dark pasts become ever more entangled and hope for salvation begins to fade, can love grow in the face of death? × Highest Rankings × #1 in Steampunk #1 in Kinky #40 in Horror

Catfish and the Bottlemen Imagines by Divine_Ribs

Just some imagines of the guys, some are requests taken from my Tumblr account: @catb-fics (link in my bio) These stories will mainly be fluff but there's sexual content in some stories (I know not everyone likes the smutty stuff I write so I'll put warnings at the top of each if you don't want to read that kinda thing!)

the devil needed a ride (completed) (revising and editing) by Average96Girl

"Oh luke!" i moaned out clutching his shoulder blades in my nails drawling a bit of blood. he growled out a grunt as he thrust harder and faster into me. the experience was mind blowing... him the devil was making me feel so good! "Faster!" i moaned wrapping my legs tighter around him. his hands that were besides me grew nails and dug into my blanket leaving holes but i didnt care at this point. i felt like a balloon that was ready to pop and with each hard thrust he gave brought me closer to the edge, one that i would gladly fall off of. in a way it was so wrong but it felt so right. "Go on fire!" i growled out holding him closer to me. without a passing second he erupted into flames and the red and orange flames surrounded us like a blanket. it licked across my skin but didnt hurt me, thanks to the mark. i could feel the blankets and pillow turn to ash but couldnt find the effort to care. soon i cried out his name as my orgasm hit. it was like nothing he has ever done to me before. he gritted his teeth together as he continued on keeping me on this high. i could tell he was long over due but he was holding back so i could enjoy this. finally he exploded into me and we panted relaxing. his fire went out along with the pillow and blankets. he sucked on my neck as my eyes slid shut. ____________________________________________ i didnt mean to save him, i didnt mean for the things to turn out how they did but they did. when i first saved him i was only doing a good deed but that deed also banished me from ever going to heaven. i was welcomed to hell becuase the man i saved was the devil in cat form, and i just gave him a ride.

Forbidden (Catfish and the Bottlemen AU) by Divine_Ribs

Catfish and the Bottlemen AU fanfiction. "Well... I couldn't just leave it ignored. You'd need to be punished of course." His words light a fire between your legs as a dark part of you stirs and comes to life. Your pulse races and your breathing deepens. "Van..." you begin, but your words don't come. They catch in your throat as he leans in, one hand flat on the wall and the other rising up, two of his fingers trailing gently down your jaw. You swallow deeply, anticipation thick in the air as his fingers come to rest on your chin, tipping your head back so you have no choice but to look up at him. "It's not Van to you, it's Sir... You got that?" MATURE SEXUAL CONTENT 18+

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the devil needed a ride (completed) (revising and editing) cover

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You Give Me Problems (Van McCann)

Whoever you're mixing your drinks with, is dying to, go to town on you... ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ He was wearing his usual uniform of black skinny jeans and a sweater, although the sweater he was wearing now was especially significant. It was the one I fell asleep on a few nights after we'd met. "Hi Van." ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Carmen meets Ryan "Call me Van, it's more class" McCann at some seedy bar she gets dragged to by a new friend. To say things move fast is an understatement. But as fast as they move, as painfully slow they end. While Van and his mates get the band rising quicker and quicker, Carmen can't help her feelings as she sees her striped sweater wearing messy haired cockish boy become the rockstar he swore he would.