#snl harry

[kiwiisuugar]

this mf got me on my knees..

#harry styles #harry edward styles #hs3 #harry’s home #Harry’s house #solo harry #hs2 #fine line #hs1 #dwd #dont worry darling #snl harry #my policeman #cinema #keep driving #Matilda #daydreaming #little freak

[dailysudeikis]

The cast of Ted Lasso at SNL - December 16, 2023.

#jason sudeikis #hannah waddingham #billy harris #toheeb jimoh #james lance #jeremy swift #phil dunster #brendan hunt #brett goldstein #kola bokinni #ted lasso #events #snl #16/12/2023

[hldailyupdate]

Unseen photo of Mermaidrry. (16 November 2019) 🧜

#harry styles #harry update #harry unseen #snl #photo #november 2019

[manchesterau]

xfactor usa - story of my life

#trackinghome #tracksintheam #1dsource #harry styles #louis tomlinson #liam payne #niall horan #zayn malik #one direction #i went through like 50 different gif ideas before just doing this dsfdghdsfdg also @ anon ive seen ur message about the vid you want gif-ed #.gifs #my edit #mine #the boys #1d gifs #i was going to do a snl week of gifs butttt idk anymore sfdgdfdg

[iconicharry]

wanna remind you of this cunty video

#snl #harry styles

[peleksstuff]

fluorescent ll. l harry styles x bassist!reader

*gifs not mine*

fluorescent l

Summary: Months into the tour, the relationship between (y/n) and Harry becomes strained, marked by growing distance and scarce conversations. Despite the predictable routine of soundchecks, performances, and afterparties, an invisible barrier separates them. After a concert in New York, an afterparty ensues, where a forced small talk reveals the complexities of unspoken dynamics.

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Months passed, and the tour started. The distance between you and Harry grew larger with each city, the silence between you both speaking louder than any words could. The once vibrant camaraderie on stage now felt like a well-choreographed act, the music bridging the gap that had formed between you.

During the tour, the routine became predictable. Soundchecks, performances, and the occasional afterparty. But the conversations between you and Harry remained scarce. It was as if an invisible barrier had formed, keeping you at a distance.

After a concert in New York, an afterparty was inevitable. The show was electric, the crowd's energy palpable.

The dim lights, pulsating music, and lively chatter formed the backdrop of the night. You found yourself standing alone momentarily, nursing a drink and trying to lose yourself in the music reverberating through the venue.

As you sipped your drink in a corner, avoiding the crowd, Harry approached. The fluorescent lights above flickered, casting a surreal glow on the scene.

"Mind if I join you?" he asked, his tone uncertain.

The uncertainty in his eyes mirrored the complexities of the unspoken dynamics between you two. You shrugged, unable to summon the energy for a protest. The small talk was forced, the weight of unspoken words hanging heavily in the air.

The fluorescent lights of the venue cast an artificial glow on both of you. The noise of the party drowned in the background as a heavy silence settled between you, a familiar ghost of the past.

Harry took a sip of his drink, his eyes wandering around the room before settling back on you. The silence hung between you, heavy with unspoken words.

"The crowd was amazing tonight," he finally broke the silence, the music pulsating through the floor beneath your feet.

"Yeah, they were," you replied, your voice carrying a hint of nostalgia for the times when the music had been the only language you needed to communicate.

The silence stretched between you for a moment before Harry spoke again, his eyes betraying a hint of vulnerability. "How I missed this."

A genuine laugh escaped your lips, surprised by the unexpected comment. "Missed what? The afterparties or the awkward conversations?"

He chuckled, the tension between you momentarily lifting. "Maybe a bit of both."

And then, as if to twist the knife already embedded in your heart, he added, "You know, my girlfriend back home would love these parties. She's been wanting to join me on tour, but it's complicated."

You forced a smile, masking the sting of his words, the mention of his girlfriend adding an extra layer of discomfort to the already strained atmosphere.

"Complicated seems to be a theme lately," you replied, taking another sip of your drink.

Harry's gaze held a mixture of regret and understanding. He sighed, seemingly grappling with his own internal conflicts. The noise of the party continued around you, the music pulsating through the air like a heartbeat, drowning out the unsaid words.

"I never wanted things to turn out like this."

The vulnerability in his eyes mirrored your own, but it offered little solace. The noise of the party continued around you, the music pulsating through the air like a heartbeat, a stark contrast to the heavy silence that enveloped your conversation.

You met his gaze, the flickering fluorescent lights above casting shadows on both your faces. "None of us did," you replied, your voice softening with resignation and lingering hurt.

Harry sighed, his shoulders slumping as if carrying the weight of the world. "I shouldn't have kissed you that night," he confessed, his words hanging in the air, pregnant with remorse.

The memories of that night flooded back— the warmth of his touch, the intensity of the moment, and the subsequent distance that had grown ever since. It felt like a wound ripped open anew, and the pain was raw.

The admission hit you like a sudden gust of wind, stealing the breath from your lungs. His gaze bore into yours, searching for a reaction, an understanding that could somehow lessen the burden of his revelation. The fluorescent lights above flickered again, casting intermittent shadows on his face, emphasizing the gravity of his words.

You took a steadying breath, trying to mask the hurt that threatened to surface. "Yeah, well, it happened."

"I wish we could go back," Harry whispered, his voice barely audible over the party's clamor.

"I wish a lot of things, too," you whispered, your gaze fixed on the dance floor. The weight of the past pressed down on you, the memories of a time when everything felt simpler and less complicated.

The night wore on, the pulsating music becoming a relentless reminder of the irreversible changes. Harry's presence, once a source of comfort and camaraderie, now carried a weight that neither of you could shake off.

"I need some air," you said, excusing yourself from the remnants of the conversation.

Stepping outside, the cool night air offered a temporary reprieve from the suffocating atmosphere within. You leaned against the railing, the distant sounds of the city blending with the muffled beats from the party behind you. The sky above was a canvas of city lights, each one telling a story of a life, a moment, a fleeting connection.

As the night faded into the early hours, the tour bus waited to transport you to the next city, and the unspoken understanding lingered. The road ahead was uncertain, and as you boarded the bus, you couldn't help but glance back at the city lights.

#harry styles x snl!reader #harry styles #harry styles angst #harry styles blurb #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles fic #harry styles imagine #harry styles writing #harry styles x reader #harry styles x y/n #imagines harry styles

[emilys-house]

Types of Harry replying to…“I’m pregnant” ✰

AN: Please reblog if you enjoy ✌️

Contains: Talks of pregnancy, Talks of sex (sort of)

{Sorry for any grammar, punctuation or spelling mistakes, I failed all of my English exams 😂}

Masterlist ✰

Fetus Harry:

Fratboy Harry:

Prince Hair Harry:

Long Hair Harry:

Dunkirk/HS1 Harry:

Fine line Harry:

Current Harry:

Magnus (SNL childbirth class skit character):

#harry styles #harry styles x reader #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles smut #harry styles fluff #harry styles texts #texting harry styles #fetus!harry #fratboy!harry #phh!harry #lhh!harry #dunkirk!harry #fineline!harry #harryshouse!harry #snl

[smilingformoney]

nah but why Bill Hader kinda fine as Snape tho

#severus snape #bill hader #snl #saturday night live #harry potter

[swiftietartt]

#one of the last times we are all together?? #JEREMY YOURE FEEDING MY DELUSIONS #hannah waddingham #james lance #billy harris #kola bokinni #toheeb jimoh #jeremy swift #jason sudeikis #brendan hunt #phil dunster #brett goldstein #ted lasso #snl #100

[forever-blondie]

Debbie Harry, 1981

#debbie harry #blondie #snl

[oldshowbiz]

1984.

The Michael McKean episode of Saturday Night Live features Larry David as a heckler during the opening monologue and a sketch featuring the characters from A Mighty Wind... nineteen years before that film was made.

#harry shearer #larry david #michael mckean #snl #christopher guest

[sexatoxbridge]

Don't try and square up with Harry, he'll just give you a lil chest bump and you'll have no choice but to treasure him for the rest of your life (a novel by Will Ferrell)

#harry styles #will ferrell #sao harry #late late show #snl

[theiconicmeghanmarkle]

SNL take on the Wales Christmas card

#meghan markle #duchess of sussex #duchess meghan #meghan duchess of sussex #harry and meghan #the duchess of sussex #prince harry #the duke and duchess of sussex #brf #uk royal family #british royals #british royal family #snl #saturday night live

[manchesterau]

we will find a way through the dark

#tracksintheam #1dsource #trackinghome #one direction #harry styles #louis tomlinson #liam payne #niall horan #zayn malik #snl #through the dark #i spent so long trying to look for a good quality version of this performance and i found it thank god #.gifs #my edit #mine #1d gifs #the boys

[twopoppies]

https://x.com/llovetour/status/1709630387465433140?s=20

if this pic had came out in 2023 nobody would've believed it was not AI ahahah

Hahaha! That’s so true. Honestly my brain exploded from that whole segment. Everything about it was so beyond what I ever expected to hear coming out of his mouth. 😆

x

#sara lee #Harry on snl #ugh that Jade cross #I wonder what they were going to do with that #he wore it a few times and then it went away #thank god #I always hate when he shows up with a new accessory #It generally means some woman is going to be seen with it

[peleksstuff]

goodbye ll. l harry styles x snl!reader

*gifs not mine*

part l of goodbye

Summary: Y/N, a seasoned staff member, navigates the labyrinth of memories as Harry Styles returns to the show. Once romantically involved, they had gracefully parted ways. Tonight, as Harry prepares for his performance, the air is filled with nostalgia. During a chance encounter, they share updates on their lives, bridging the gap of time.

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The backstage of Saturday Night Live was buzzing with energy as the show's iconic theme music echoed through the halls. The atmosphere was electric, and among the bustling crew was Y/N, a seasoned staff member responsible for ensuring everything ran smoothly behind the scenes. Tonight was special because Harry Styles was back, and there was an undeniable excitement in the air.

As Y/N hurriedly navigated through the labyrinth of corridors, clipboard in hand, she couldn't help but reminisce about the past. Years ago, she and Harry had been in a relationship. It was a love that had blossomed beautifully but had eventually taken a back seat to their respective busy lives. Both had understood the need for separation and had parted ways amicably, carrying the sweet memories of their time together.

Tonight was different, though. Y/N was no longer the person she was back then. She had moved on, found someone else, and built a life beyond what she and Harry had shared. While Harry navigated his own journey in the limelight.

The backstage area was abuzz with anticipation as Harry prepared for his performance. As he caught sight of Y/N, a flood of memories came rushing back. He couldn't help but smile at the sight of her, looking radiant and confident.

Y/N noticed Harry's presence, and their eyes locked. There was a shared understanding of their history together, the chapter they had closed gracefully. He looked as charming as ever, his dimples flashing as he interacted with the cast and crew. There was a different energy in the air, and you couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia.

Later in the evening, during the live show, you worked backstage near Harry's dressing room. As you walked down the hallway, you heard your name being called. Turning around, you were met with those familiar green eyes and that genuine smile that had once been yours.

"Hey," Harry greeted, his voice carrying a mixture of surprise and warmth.

"Hey, Harry," you replied, a slight nervousness in your tone. "It's been a while."

"Yeah, it has," he acknowledged, a hint of sentiment in his gaze. "You look great."

"Thanks," you said, a small smile forming. "You too."

Harry's eyes flickered with a mixture of nostalgia and something you couldn't quite decipher. "I've been keeping up with your work here," he admitted. "You've done some amazing things."

You chuckled, feeling a bit more at ease. "Well, it's been a journey. SNL life, you know?"

"Yeah," Harry agreed, a wistful smile on his lips. "I miss being a part of this sometimes. The energy, the camaraderie."

"You were always a natural on the stage," you complimented, genuine admiration in your eyes. "Tonight's performance was fantastic."

Harry's cheeks tinged with a faint blush, appreciating the compliment. "Thank you. It's a different kind of adrenaline being back here."

As the conversation continued, the camaraderie between you and Harry felt surprisingly easy, as if no time had passed. The unspoken tension from earlier dissipated, replaced by a comfortable familiarity.

"So, how have you been?" Harry asked, a genuine curiosity in his voice.

You shared snippets of your life—work, travels, and the people who had become important to you. He listened attentively, his eyes never leaving yours, as if trying to capture every detail of the person you had become.

"And you?" you inquired, genuinely interested in his journey.

Harry took a moment, his gaze lingering on yours. "It's been a ride, you know? Music, tours, and lately, I've been dipping my toes into acting."

"Acting? That's exciting," you exclaimed, genuine interest sparkling in your eyes.

Harry nodded, a proud smile playing on his lips. "Yeah, I've been filming a movie recently. It's a whole new challenge, but I'm enjoying it."

"That's incredible, Harry. I can't wait to see it," you replied, smiling sincerely.

A moment of silence hung between you, filled with unspoken emotions. The air seemed charged, and neither could you ignore the lingering palpable connection.

"I heard you're seeing someone," Harry mentioned, his words careful.

A shadow of discomfort passed over your face as you confirmed, "Yeah, I am. It's been a while now."

Harry nodded, his expression unreadable for a moment. "I'm happy for you," he said, though a subtle sadness betrayed his words.

"Thanks, Harry," you replied, the weight of the conversation settling in. "It's been good. Different, but good."

There was a pause, the unspoken questions hanging in the air. What could have been, what might still linger between you two, was a palpable undercurrent.

"And you, Harry?" you asked, tilting your head slightly. "Any special someone in your life right now?"

Harry hesitated momentarily, his gaze shifting away briefly before returning to yours. "Not at the moment," he admitted, a tinge of vulnerability in his eyes. "It's a bit tricky with the constant travel and everything."

You nodded understandingly, the air thickening with the unsaid. The shared history, the memories, and the unspoken emotions created a complex tapestry between you. It was a delicate dance between acknowledging the past and respecting the present.

"I should get back to the crew," you said, breaking the silence and glancing toward the bustling activity behind you.

"Yeah, of course," Harry replied, his gaze lingering for a moment longer. "It was really good catching up, Y/N."

"Likewise, Harry," you said, a bittersweet smile on your lips. "Break a leg with the rest of your endeavors."

"Thanks. And you, take care," he replied, a sincerity in his voice that echoed with the weight of unspoken sentiments.

As you walked away, the hallway seemed longer than before, each step echoing the quiet tumult within. The unspoken words hung heavy in the air, a poignant reminder of paths taken and diverged. The backstage of Saturday Night Live, once a shared space of laughter and camaraderie, now held the echoes of a connection that time had both preserved and altered.

Back in the crew, clipboard in hand, you resumed your duties, the distant sounds of Harry's performance providing a backdrop to the internal turmoil. The night would continue, the show would continue, and life would move forward. But somewhere in the quiet corners of the backstage, a subtle ache lingered—the quiet angst of two souls who had once danced in harmony but had chosen separate rhythms in the grand symphony of life.

#harry styles x snl!reader #harry styles #harry styles angst #harry styles blurb #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles fic #harry styles imagine #harry styles writing #harry styles x reader #harry styles x y/n #imagines harry styles