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providnce · 5 months
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WAKE UP BITCHES WAKE UP ‼️‼️
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catb-fics · 20 days
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‼️‼️EMERGENCY QUESTION‼️‼️ are there any baby bondy photos
Hello love omg emergency emergency I’m on the case! 🚨🚨🚨
I don’t have any really baby Bondy but I found these for you… feel free to add to this anyone if you have more x
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imwriting0verhere · 3 months
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Masterlist
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Sam Fender x Reader
One-Shots
Absolute Bliss
What's Meant To Be
Birthday Surprise (angst)
Series
“Love Again”
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
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Johnny Bond x Reader/OFC
One-Shots
Festival Reunion (smut)
3 a.m. Cuppas
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annoid · 3 months
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he is such a fun friend in college type of guy
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pacifymebby · 2 months
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Glad the countrys treating you
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hankmoonbeam · 2 months
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I’m so just amazed and perplexed by everything.
Fans love Showtime of course, and critics hate it - which is not surprising since Catfish has never been a critically acclaimed band.
But the critics are hitting on exactly the lackluster part of it that two members left and the sound is hollow, and of course have noticed that it’s just Van and Sardy. All of which seems so predictable to me.
Van’s not dumb - wouldn’t he have known that if he just went it alone like this, critics would say it’s shit because two members left “for more creativity” (literally a quote from a review) and he didn’t bother to (or can’t?) get any other musicians to work with him?
I guess the answer is he just doesn’t give a fuck. He never has I guess. Fuck it if they talk, because he gets to headline Reading and sell albums. And Sardy must not give a fuck either.
Critics have said their music is predictable and mindless in the past, but these reviews feel different…it’s like there was more pressure since he’s been away so long to grow musically, but he hasn’t. And fans don’t mind I suppose, because it’s got a lot of the same elements.
Maybe all this is just me being confused about my own feelings because tbh I’ve had so much anger at Van I wasn’t sure if I wanted the song to be good or not.
Now I realize I did want it to be good but I don’t think it is…and of course that is subjective, like anyone is allowed to love it and I’m happy for them loving it, and I want people to go off and love it.
But I’m sad for them all and what they had…maybe this personal catharsis will be the closure I’ve been searching for.
Don’t mind the muttering of a sad confused weirdo who just has too much invested in this stupid band 🙃🙂😆
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airqlanes · 5 months
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god I honestly can't believe catfish is back in the year of our lord 2023 I haven't stopped screaming ever since they dropped the reading+Leeds headliners i literally feel like this
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theeleventhhour · 9 months
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It’s been Benji’s bday and tomorrow is Van’s so I’ve been listening Catb and and thinking about them and feeling emotional. I realised that now I feel a little bit sad whenever I hear their music. So I decided to start to play their songs again because make music cheers me up.
It’s not that good as I’d like but I’m pretty proud since I’m new on bass and is the first song I play complete and standing, so there it goes my little tribute .
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So I asked Bondy about The Safest Place's influences because I noticed some New Order/Cocteau Twins vibes on Knife-Edge and this is what he answered.
IF there's more like CT I might die as they're one of my fav bands.
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providnce · 2 months
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CATB live @ KROQ Weenie Roast, June 8, 2019
📸: Daniel DeSlover
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catb-fics · 4 months
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The signing for the Ride was in the HMV on Oxford Street in London!
https://www.tumblr.com/thebottlemensource/145255536006/hmv-live-363-oxford-street-signing-527
Thank you anon how could I forget these pics! 🖤
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worldofyasmin · 5 months
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God is good, great, and gave us a band called Catfish and the Bottlemen.
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tractorbeamofwoe · 4 months
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Igloos Together | Blurb #3.1
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Short little wintery Bondy fic to kick off the new year :)
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This was the first Christmas you'd spent with Bondy since moving in with him up north, and the weather was full of surprises. So when you woke up one morning to see your garden covered in a blanket of fresh snow you jumped out of bed and practically threw yourself down the stairs to check it out.
Barefoot and still in your dressing gown, you stepped out onto the lawn, instantly cringing from the cold that shot up through your legs. You didn't hear him come down the stairs, but Bondy chuckled behind you and coaxed you back inside with a gentle hand on your shoulder.
"We can go out there, just promise me you'll wrap up first." He said, playfully flicking your nose with his fingertip.
Now fully dressed in your coat and boots, knitted jumper tucked into your jeans, you practically dived face first into a pile of snow that had accumulated in the corner of the garden. Bondy was somewhere behind you scraping together bricks of snow. 
Eventually you waddled over to him after flailing around in the snow and coating your clothes and hair in the cold powder. 
"Want a hand?" You offered, curiously leaning over his shoulder and observing the spherical wall he'd begun making.
"Yes please love." He said, taking a few steps back to admire his progress so far. He gave you a few pointers and you got to work, packing the snow into solid rectangles and stacking them delicately on top of each other. 
Eventually you’d developed a sort of system, you scrape snow into fairly even piles for him, Johnny does the more complicated job of making them into bricks before handing them back to you to add to the wall. You added the finishing touches by smoothing out the top and filling in the cracks with more snow to make it more “structurally sound” as Johnny had put it, before crawling inside. You both sat with your legs crossed, knees hugged closely to your chest as you chatted and watched your breath freeze as it left your lips.
“Hey, this isn’t half bad. I’d say we did a pretty good job.” You commented optimistically.
“Mhm and I think we should christen it with a joke”
“Oh god…” You roll your eyes
“How does a penguin build its house?”
You blink at him silently, preparing for the punchline
“Igloos it together” Johnny answers with a smirk
“I saw that one coming from a mile away”
“Did not.” He retorts like a child, playfully nudging you.
“Did too,” You argue back “anyway, ours doesn’t need glue. See? It’s rock solid-”
Just as you said that you knocked on the wall with your first to prove your point, however ended up putting your arm through the snow and causing the whole wall to collapse. Johnny chuckled as you struggled to free your arm from under the snow.
“Careful love, that could’ve been a lawsuit.” 
“Shame it didn’t all come down on top of you, then you wouldn’t be laughing I bet.”
“You’re right I wouldn’t, I’d probably suffocate instead.”
“You wouldn’t suffocate, because unlike you I’d actually be concerned and help you out.” 
When he eventually does rescue your arm from the rubble of your lovingly crafted igloo, he taps on your arm a couple of times.
“Hmm, looks like we’re gonna need an amputation.”
“Which I’ll pay for with the money I win from suing you.” You grinned
Touché
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them❤️
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fineosaur · 2 months
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Cracking up at your tags on that Van quote post 😂 How are you anyway? How are you feeling about the comeback and what did you think of the new single? Xx
HAHA i had to, i can never hold it back, that’s all i think about when i hear those lyrics.
i’m doing good! so awfully busy these days with work and life. how’ve you been doing, E?
i will say the way i found out about catfish returning was through tiktok posts that kept saying stuff and i kept getting annoyed at all these people spreading fake news until i finally searched up randl’s ig and screamed. i’ve been SCREAMING non stop ever since the return.
i’m still in denial that they’re back.. like i’ve been shirposting about catfish on this account since before the balance came out so it feels somewhat jarring to have them back all these years later 😅.
i have to say the best part is that i feel like i’ve somewhat become more active on tumblr since their return cause i just wanna see all you guys’ posts hahahaha i’m OVER. THE. MOON.
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imwriting0verhere · 2 months
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3 a.m. Cuppas
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Johnny just got back from America and this was your first night together again. So he should be in bed next to you. His absence however, is probably what has woken you up just now, at 3:17am. Turning over you groggily sit up on the edge of the mattress and rub the sleep from your face. Your eyes slowly adjusting as you turn on your small bed side lamp in order to make your way out of the room in search of your boyfriend.
Walking down the stairs and into the direction of the living room, you can hear soft notes of his acoustic guitar that get louder the closer you walk towards him. You yawn before a soft smile forms on your face. You round the corner and there he is.
Clad in his boxer shorts and a loose-fitting t-shirt, he sits on the sofa, guitar in hand and strumming along to an invisible beat that only exists in his head. The room is illuminated in soft hues from the floor lamp that stands by the window. The vision of perfect domestic bliss that you almost don’t want to interrupt. But the months apart from each other have you craving to be as close to Johnny as you can.
An invisible magnetic pull making you close the distance and walk right up to him. You know he has heard you as soon as you entered the room because the second you’re by his side, his soft blue irises find your own. And he doesn’t shriek or startle at your sudden presence. He must’ve felt that magnetic pull as well, as soon as you were within reach. As he looks up at you his face is relaxed and adorned by a sweet smile. He’s sweet perfection and you could just stare at his face all day long.
He moves his guitar onto the empty sofa cushion and tugs on your sleep shirt so you’d sit down next to him on the arm of the sofa. He instantly cuddles into your side and places a hand onto your naked thigh. Your hand moves into his hair almost automatically and you’re so grateful to have this wonderful man back with you.
The two of you are very physical and touchy people, and not waking up or going to bed together, not having that good morning kiss or quick cuddle before you leave for work always hits hard when Johnny’s away.
So now you can enjoy this moment in the early morning hours even more.
“Couldn’t sleep?” you say softly into the room, afraid to disturb this serene and peaceful atmosphere.   
“Nah, stupid jetlag like. Divn’t want to wake you though” he presses a soft kiss onto your shirt clad hip as his fingers start trailing patters on the skin of your thigh. You press a kiss into his hair, taking a moment to enjoy this.
“S’alright. Guess I just couldn’t sleep without yer any longer, after just getting you back today.” You tease and start nuzzling your nose against his stubbled cheek.
“Yer want some tea? Stay up a little longer together?”
He puts his arm around your waist and with one swift motion pulls you into his lap. You instinctively wrap your arms around his neck
“I’d love that”. Leaving one last searing kiss on his soft face you reluctantly get up from his lap to walk the short distance into the kitchen.
Flicking on the light you fill up the kettle with water and turn it on, before making your way over to the cabinet to pull out two mugs as well as two of your favourite tea bags.
It doesn’t take Johnny long to join you. Ever so gently he leans his chest against your back and slings his arms around your waist. Leaving a trail of kisses from your shoulder to your exposed neck. Time seems to be passing so much slower and everything feels to slow down to match both of your content heartbeats. The late night hour making it seem as if there’s only the two of you in the world. And nothing else matters. You could just stay here like this with Johnny and be very content.
He ,on the other hand, gently turns you around so that he’s facing you and takes one of your hands into his. The other one moves onto your hip and that’s when he gently starts swaying the both of you. For a moment there is no sound or music, but eventually Johnny starts humming an imaginary melody that he leads you to.
Swaying around the kitchen in Johnny’s arms makes you sleepy again, but you can tell that he is fully regaining his energy back and before you know it he starts a dance routine as if you two are competing on Strictly and this is the most important routine of his life. He also starts to sing a loud and pretty terrible rendition of Fly Me To The Moon and he gets so invested in it that by the end of it, he’s on one knee with his arms wide out looking like it’s the biggest declaration of love to you.
And you can’t help but giggle at his silly antics. This is one of your favourite things about Johnny. His ability to make you laugh in any moment whatsoever, which always makes you fall in love with him even more. You shake your head fondly at him and turn back to your task at hand to prepare your tea.
Filling both mugs with the hot water and leaving it to steep gives you another few minutes with your boyfriend. And as you turn around a new wave of laughter erupts as you notice that Johnny took vacancy on your kitchen floor and is watching you fondly from his position. Seemingly too tired to hold his dramatic end pose or to simply just get up. You reach your hand out to him and he just looks at you with the biggest grin, making him look like a mischievous child, before grabbing your hand and pulling himself up with your help. He kisses the back of it and starts trailing sloppy kisses up your arm, just to make you laugh again.
That’s one of Johnny’s favourite things about you.
He reaches your neck again and blows a raspberry right into the space where your neck meets your shoulder and as you continue to giggle he secures his hands on the small of your back and just looks at you, studying and re-familiarising himself with your features.
Before you can fully catch your breath, he leans towards you and presses his lips onto yours. You quickly melt into it and urgently kiss him back. After a few moments the two of you gently break apart, the most content smiles on both of your faces “I love yer so much” he rasps and just looks at you for another moment. You can’t help but blush and hide your face by turning away from him and grabbing your two steaming mugs. Handing one over to him “Thanks love” he replies and accepts the beverage from you.
Smiling at him you grab his unoccupied hand and lead him back into the living room, back to the sofa where you make him sit down and nestle yourself back into his lap. You’re both careful with the steaming mugs and as you nuzzle into him and get comfortable you quietly tell him “I love you so much. I’m so glad you’re home B” as you press another loving kiss onto his soft lips.  
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