I write Van fiction (including Van's POV and AU's). Est. 2017. REQUESTS CLOSED BLOG INACTIVE. Please check my fic index for all existing stories. Fic index (mobile)
hi! I don't know if this account is still active but I just want to say that your glasgow fanfic is amazing, you captured almost all the story I imagine every time I hear that song haha thanks for that
Hello! I’m sort of active...I check my messages and notifications but haven’t really been writing/posting as I have felt Van fics are not really in demand anymore. CATB tumblr feels a bit like a ghost town these days. So thank you for this message anon! It makes me so happy to know you enjoyed my story and I really appreciate the kind feedback. Hope you’re going well xxx
Van’s undying love for Ewan McGregor. A cute, short fic about movie watching with Van.
Single dad Van falls for his kids’ teacher
Van dating a journalist
You’re dating another of the guys but fall for Van
You and Van are childhood friends. There’s something there but he leaves for tour and you don’t see him for years til he’s back in town
You and Van like each other. You have to date in secret because you’re Bondy’s sister
Van and another guy compete for your affections
Smut with a dominant Van
Van’s POV: Comforting you in the night when you’re stressed
Van and university - an AU. You’re new and Van is your first friend.
You’re a singer. You only ever see Van in passing on stage and at festivals. He’s obsessed with you. It’s nervous and awkward. Both ‘your’ and Van’s POV.
Van’s POV: meets (fan) girl overseas, he goes home and can’t stop thinking about her. He meets her again by chance and they can finally be together.
‘Your’ POV and Van’s POV: You are Van’s neighbour and share a balcony but don’t know and he scares the crap out of you one day
Based off one of Van’s tweets “You should’ve found me! Id’ve f*****d you so hard! Made you moan like mad!”
“Van’s POV literally anything!” - Grumpy Van wants cuddles and needs cheering up
Van’s POV - Running into Van after a breakup and he still loves you
‘OUTSIDE’ song fic - a sequel to #8
Vampire Van AU (for storiesaboutvan and lennonsjohn)
Easter special
Van appreciating curves - can’t keep his hands off his girl
Frat Van - AU
Harry Potter universe + Van/catb - AU
Wedding collab with storiesaboutvan: marrying Van - Van’s POV
Original: Van convinces you to skip class. Cute fluff.
*Two requests as one* - Van’s POV - you see Van in a bar and he tries to be confident and come talk to you then falls over or does something clumsy. ‘Your’ POV - You meet Van in a bar then go separate ways but find each other through one of those missed connections apps.
Original: Van says he likes you for the first time (short fic)
Original: Van’s POV - looking after a sick, grumpy Van (short fic)
Original: Winter with Van (short fic)
Van’s POV: See’s a fan (you) at the show and thinks she’s pretty. Talks to her after and they go back to his.
“Van calling you up drunk cause he got some lies to tell” - ‘Your’ POV, breaking up with Van, going to visit his sad self on tour
Original- Van’s POV: baking!!!
Van’s POV: Van hears of a musician through someone and becomes obsessed with her AND Van see’s you performing at an open mic night and asks you out
PART 2 of #18: Running into Van and he still loves you (Van’s POV) AND “inspired by Wolf Alice’s song Heavenly Creatures"
Smut: Giving Van a lap dance
Cheating Van??
An original - you’re in love with Van and decide to tell him, only to receive a pleasant surprise.
Van and his girl make pasta together. Super fluffy.
Van’s Birthday - a collab with @storiesaboutvan
Sequel to #22 - Vampire AU
Out with your best friend, you’re VERY drunk, Van’s been making eyes. A guy comes onto you when it’s unwanted, Van steps in + takes care of you. Two POVs!!
AU - Prince Van?? (An interpretation) ‘Peasant Van’ Medieval AU. Lol it’s way cuter than it sounds.
Original - fluffy, beach day with Van.
A mini fic about a sleepless night made better by a sleepy Van (for @storiesaboutvan)
PART 2 of #24 - Harry Potter AU
Original AU - Van is your pizza boy and your dog makes a mess.
A Christmas fic
Fighting with Van, making up, cute stargazing date fluff.
Original - Van helping you out with your photography career.
Original - High school, small town gossip, a pregnancy scare and saying ‘I love you’ for the first time.
Van is lovesick but you think he’s just being friendly…
OVERLAP song fic
Original - taking Van to a student festival/rave
AU - Peasant Van part 2
SIDETRACK song fic
Dating Van in secret + hearing Hourglass for the first time
Original: You’re stressed, Larry calls Van in for back up (cute + platonic)
Just want to say that you are an amazing writer! Coming from a fellow writer, you're definitely one of my inspirations when it comes to writing. I hope that you have a magical day!✌🧡
Hey! I am soooo sorry for responding to this so late. I check my tumblr all the time but for some reason my asks never updated until now suddenly there is like 20 I missed. Thank you so much for much for this lovely compliment! Super kind of you. If you ever wanna talk writing or anything like that, feel free to dm me :) Hope you’re safe and well! E x
Hii! Was just wondering if you got any asks with a request about Van and the reader finding a lost child in the park and helping her find her mum? I know tumblr likes to eat asks lol so I just wanted to see if you got them ? :)
Hello! Yes I did! It's been added to the list :) I just don't publish asks straight away because I use it as my list + order to write requests and publish them once I'm done. Thanks so much for sending it!! Love x
Your Glasgow fic was so so so good!!! I loved it, drunken fun and singing in a bar and stumbling home drunk with Van is just.. all I want in life lol. Great story, and also just wanted to say how happy I am to see you posting new writing!! Can’t wait to read more xx
Oh thank you so so much!! I’m so glad you loved it, especially because I wasn’t super confident about it. And yeah it’s all I want too anon. Ugh. Anyway, I really appreciate you taking the time in to send this message! It’s really nice knowing I’m not just writing and posting to a void. I’m glad that people are getting something out of it haha. I am happy to be back! Now that my exams are done I’m excited to start writing again over the holidays. Love you! xx
could you maybe do a fan fictions based around the song Glasgow? I love your writing! x
This has just been posted! Thank you for requesting and for the compliment! I’m really glad you do! And thanks for waiting so long for me to write this. Love youuu
Hi everyone!! I know the catfish fic scene here is kind of dead but this is for those of you still out there. A short but sweet fic for a short but sweet song! I hope you enjoy it and thank you for reading (and waiting for me to finally post and fill this request!!) E x
Based on the requests:
could you maybe do a fan fictions based around the song Glasgow? I love your writing! x
from @smotherme-inlippy
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Cheating on your boyfriend with Van?
for anonymous.
(Fun fact: I’ve actually been to Sauchiehall Street and went there for a night out! And I totally didn’t imagine that I was going all the same places Van had been....)
You knew you shouldn’t be seeing Van, but you just couldn’t help yourself. There had always been something so magnetic about him. You’d slept together a few times and had a bit of a reputation as a pair. Though despite your nights together, there were never any real feelings. Maybe that’s what drew you to him the most? You could be yourself and not be burdened by the responsibilities, expectations and everything else ‘being in love’ entailed. You could go months without seeing him or talking but always have things fall right back into place. There was no stress or drama or pressure with him like there was with everyone else. You needed fun and chaos and there was no one better for that than Van McCann.
“What time do ya’ call this, y/n?!” Van joked as you slid onto the stool beside him, his face lit up with happiness.
His hair was longer than when you last saw him. The ends flicked up under his ears as if they were desperate to grow into a proper curl.
“Fashionably late,” you winked.
Van just chuckled and ordered you a drink as he had already started.
The bar was lively as always, packed with every type of person you could imagine. It was dimly lit with the walls covered in posters and neon signs, old rock music pulsating all around you. It was your favourite bar on all of Sauchiehall Street. And you’d tried them all to be sure. You loved when Van was touring in Scotland or just had time off to come see you and traipse your way down the strip of bars.
Just as you placed your phone and bag down on the table, a text flashed from Alex; your boyfriend. Kind of boyfriend. It wasn’t something serious with him, but serious enough that you knew you shouldn’t be drinking alone with Van. Though one glance up into his blue eyes swimming with excitement, was all you needed and you put your phone away. You didn’t want to think about Alex tonight, his clinginess suffocated you and his sickly sweetness turned you off.
You and Van caught up on life since you’d last seen each other. He told you about the band and what countries they’d visited as well as all plans for the next album; the usual. As much as you wanted to make fun of him for always going on about Catfish, you just couldn’t bring yourself to. You loved how proud he was of it all.
He asked about you too, so you told him about Alex. Van’s expression remained the same, so you weren’t able to tell if he was disappointed or relieved that you were seeing someone. You also weren’t sure you should have brought it up.
“Have you been seeing anyone?” you asked Van curiously.
“There was one girl for a little while…but it didn’t work and I didn’t really try to be honest. So, no. Single as a flamingo,” he replied, trying hard to rhyme the last part and looking far too pleased with himself.
“What? Single as a…flamingo?” you laughed, raising one eyebrow.
“Somethin’ Bond said,” Van shrugged and you shook your head in amusement.
Soon the conversation fell on how Alex was endlessly worried about Van; to the point he would scroll through your phone while you were in the shower trying to find evidence of betrayal. It bothered him how people would always ask you where Van was, how close you looked in photos or how all your best stories featured Van somewhere in the plot. It was toxic and you knew it, but you didn’t have the energy to fight or leave; Alex was just something to fill the time and fill the space in your bed. He was alright and it wasn’t like you were in love with him anyway.
“You gotta break up with him y/n, can’t be with someone who don’t trust ya.”
Not letting slip that you hadn’t told Alex you were here and that he had every reason not to trust you, you just groaned and gulped down your second drink.
“Let’s get shots!” you decided, breaking the awkward silence.
You and Van counted down each time you took a shot, always laughing at each other’s twisted facial expressions from the taste of the liquor and the inevitable throat burn. Van’s proper smile, the one he always tried to hide, all wonky teeth and smile lines made you smile even wider.
“I’m glad that you’re home,” you admitted.
You forgot for a moment that this wasn’t Van’s home, but that’s not really what you meant anyway. You meant you were glad he was back here with you.
“Getting’ sappy are we y/n?” he teased.
You play elbowed him then with a laugh, Van stood and held his hand out to you.
“Wanna dance?”
You grinned and nodded then let him twirl you over to the makeshift dancefloor. Standing upright made you realise just how drunk you were. The room was spinning, time was moving fast yet slow and you were convinced it was only you and Van left in the whole wide world and that was completely okay with you.
The music wasn’t the best rhythm for dancing to but that didn’t stop you. Van wiggled his hips out of beat and waved his arms around, making you giggle and try to move along with his timing. Soon your hands found the front of his soft velvet jacket. You ran your fingers over the fabric and pulled gently. Van’s hands moved to your waist and you shut your eyes.
It felt like when you opened your eyes again, you were sat back on the bar stool beside Van, singing a loud and drunken duet to no one in particular. You couldn’t remember where time had gone or what had happened in between the dancing and now. A sign of too much alcohol, though you didn’t stop to worry.
You stopped singing and glanced over at Van who was belting out words and had his arms lifted up into the air. You burst out laughing, realising that the bar was in fact empty except for the few staff members cleaning up. They’d locked up but let you stay, probably thoroughly entertained. This was not the first time it had happened either and you had a suspicion that they must have known who Van was.
Once you had downed some water, said your thanks and goodbyes, you pulled Van out the door and into the night down Sauchiehall Street. He draped his jacket over you and slung an arm around your shoulders. You wriggled your arms into the jacket, grateful for the warmth and shoved your hands into the pockets, shielding them from the cold.
The usually loud and bustling street filled with clubs and bars and takeaway shops was now eerily quiet. Quiet except for Van’s slurred singing and the clacks of your shoes on the concrete.
You stopped walking and took off your heels with a small yelp as your bare feet touched the cold ground.
“Here…” Van mumbled and picked you up bridal style with a bit of a groan.
“Getting old,” you teased and clung to his neck, your shoes in your hand hanging over his shoulder.
“I’m gonna be the coolest old man,” Van smiled, unafraid of ageing like most people you knew.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. Gonna do music til I’m well old like my Grandad and all my grandkids are gonna be dead excited to come visit me all the time,” he replied, looking out into the night.
You laughed to yourself and rested your head against him.
Halfway up Sauchiehall Street, you told Van to put you down and have a break. He leant against a wall and had a smoke while you talked to him about anything and everything. You sat down cross legged on the pavement with your back against the bricks by his feet. When Van was finished smoking, he collapsed down beside you looking a little cold and worse for wear. You tried to give him back his jacket but he wouldn’t take it. Instead, he folded over and rested his head in your lap. You stroked his hair and kept talking.
“I love this,” you said, referring to your drunken nights with Van talking shit and being ridiculous.
“I think I’ve fallen in love with Glasgow,” Van replied dreamily.
Though what he really meant was that he’d fallen in love with you.
“Why?” you asked, naïve or rather willingly oblivious, to Van’s hidden admission.
“It’s beautiful and it’s fun and nowhere else is as good. I keep looking for better and I can’t find it.”
“But you’ve been all over the world?”
“Exactly.”
After a long silence, Van tried to sit up, his head clearly spinning. You took some of his weight and propped him up straight against the wall. He rubbed his eyes and sighed.
“Y/n…” he said with a strange tone that made your heart lurch, “I think I’m in love with you.”
Van’s eyes met yours.
“No, you’re not Van,” you sighed.
“I am y/n. I can’t get you out of my head, you’re all I think about,” he pushed, reaching out to take your hands.
You folded your arms to your chest.
“Don’t say that Van, don’t ruin this.”
“What? Ruin what?”
“Everything! Our friendship, our fun…we can hang out and forget everything else and just be us. I don’t want it to become complicated and weird,” you tried to explain, a little exasperated.
“It won’t ruin things,” Van replied.
You shut your eyes and groaned, pissed off. Why did he have to do this? You didn’t know what to say so you stood, put your shoes back on and took off Van’s jacket then threw it in his lap. He looked a little taken aback but said nothing.
“Let’s just go home. I’m too drunk to talk about this.”
You didn’t want to hurt him any more than you probably had, and you didn’t want to have a conversation that required thought when you were likely to not remember it tomorrow. You weren’t in love with Van. Part of you wished you were just to be able to make him feel better. Another part wished it because you knew you’d never find a better man. But you couldn’t make yourself feel it and you weren’t sure you wanted to.
Van walked by your side all the way back to your little house, both of you silent except for the sounds of Van’s lighter and deep breaths puffing on another cigarette.
By the time you arrived home, your frustration at Van had disappeared. You opened the gate careful not to make too much noise and unlocked the door just as quietly. Before you could step inside, Van reached out and stopped you.
“I’m sorry y/n,” Van said quietly.
“You don’t need to be sorry Van. I’m just…I guess I’m sorry too. I wish I could feel what you want me to.”
Van shook his head and pulled you into him. He held you tight and rocked side to side.
“I shouldn’t have said anything. I know what we have together, and I should have thought about it. Guess I was just really drunk.”
What Van said didn’t really sit right with you, though you decided to keep your mouth shut.
When you pulled away from Van’s grip, you looked into his face. Maybe it was the alcohol still floating around in your system, maybe it wasn’t, but you thought he looked kind of beautiful. For a moment, you were both still and just staring at one another. You knew then exactly how this was going to go.
Van’s lips crashed into yours with force and you melted under his touch. You let him scoop you up in his arms once again and carry you through the front door, kicking it shut behind him.
Once in the bedroom he placed you down and you threw off your shoes, wrapping your arms around his neck as you kissed him.
“I shouldn’t do this,” Van breathed into your neck.
You knew that Van, while being one for fun and promiscuity, wasn’t a homewrecker and still had strong morals. He was probably thinking about Alex, or the feelings he had for you, knowing that both of those would only cause you both more pain when the sun came up. You pushed those thoughts out of your mind too; you would work all that out tomorrow.
You kissed him again, showing him that you didn’t mind, that you wanted him. You could feel how much he wanted you too.
His hands reached under your top and pulled it off over your head. You undid his belt and trousers. Each action exciting you more until there was nothing left to take off. Van stopped for a moment and brushed some hair out of your face.
“You have me wrapped right round your finger, don’t you?” he chuckled, his voice breathy and rasping.
You weren’t sure what to respond with so began to kiss his neck. You ran your hands up and down his body and all thoughts of anything except the here and now, escaped your mind.
Hey! I've just found Van's tweets about "you shouldve found me, I'd've fucked you so hard!!! Made you moan like mad!x" And "get in my bed". He was flirting with fans at that time? I'm confused
Hiya! To be honest I am not sure of the context or what was going on as I wasn’t a fan at the time and I think the tweet he was replying to has been deleted. But knowing Van it was something not very well thought out and maybe an attempt to be funny? He was a mess hahaha. But fun fact: I have written a fic about that very tweet so check it out here if you want! Loveee.
Hiiii I just wanna say that your writing is fantastic (or VANtastic lmao) and I was wondering if you’re still writing (because I’ve read your entire masterlist and like NEED more haha) and also wanted to know if you’re still taking requests? :)
Thank you so much! And omg Vantastic I love that hahaha. And yes I am still writing and requests are open! I haven't posted in a hot minute because firstly my laptop broke and needed a keyboard replacement which I couldn't afford for ages and now I'm in the middle of exams so need to focus on that the next few weeks. Though I will be back!! I have some stories in the works and a pretty long list of requests but they're coming!! Lots of love xxx
Hiii, I recently found your blog and have binged your entire masterlist lol, and just wanted to say how much I love your writing !!!! It’s so good and I just love reading everything you write! Thank you for putting out such awesome stories, hope you have a great day love !! xx
Aw hello! Thank you so much for taking the time to send this!! It makes me really happy to know my stories/time/effort is appreciated and enjoyed. I’m really glad you have liked them! Sorry for all the typos in my older stories though lol I promise I will get around to fixing those one day. I hope you have a great day too lovely anon, thanks for the support and kind words xxxx
Do we think van actually has a gf or are you saying we should protect hypothetical future girlfriends? Have I missed something? Ps. Love your fics so much x
This is something I don’t want to talk about publicly online, it’s not my/our place. So I won’t be answering any messages about this after this one. I think Van and those in his life all keep their private lives extremely private for a reason and we should respect that. I don't want to speculate or spread false rumours. I don't know anything about his relationship status anyway. I just hope he is happy and healthy and loved, regardless 😊 and thank you so much! Xx
