#late late night with james corden

[gleesonarchive]

📹 The Late Late Show with James Corden (06.08.2019)

[professionalprocastinater28]

Louis: "all my tattoos are pretty stupid"

Harry: take that dagger and stab it in another rose instead of my heart you 3'5" Lookin ass bitch

[stalebagels]

[mikeysgerard]

Does it ever drive you crazy...

...just how fast the night changes

"I love you brother, I really really do." -James Corden

[superdogbiter]

I actually like Colbert i just put him on the list for choice sake

I miss Craig Ferguson

[coarsesalt]

I hate when a late-night British comedian (there's like, three or four of them now..) thinks that they can comment on American politics as if they have any standing to do so. Go back to your own country. Deadass.

[djkerr]

Late Night with Seth Meyers | December 17, 2014

James Corden and Christine Baranski pranked Anna Kendrick about Meryl Streep getting fired. 😉

James Corden Pranked Meryl Streep on the Into the Woods Set [x]

[helloeverybodyhere]

the gratest gift

summary: something happens during the last day of love on tour

Warnings: cryptic pregnancy

The energy of the final night of Harry's tour filled the air in Emilia Romagna Campovolo, Italy. Fans from all over the world had gathered for this special moment, knowing it would be the last time they would see Harry Styles perform live for a while. Y/N stood with a small group of Harry’s closest family and friends, watching him on stage, her heart swelling with pride as he danced and sang with his usual magnetism. The crowd’s love for him was palpable, their collective voices rising up to meet him, but there was something she couldn’t shake.

The persistent, dull pain in her stomach had started earlier in the day, just after she’d woken up. She’d chalked it up to stress, the excitement of the tour winding down, or maybe even a slight stomach bug. It wasn’t the first time she’d felt a bit under the weather on tour—jet lag and late nights had taken their toll. But as the night wore on, the cramps had only intensified, creeping from an annoying ache to a sharp throb that made her wince. Still, she forced a smile, trying to enjoy the moment.

Standing beside her were Gemma, Harry’s sister, and their mom, Anne, who were both chatting animatedly with Jeff and his wife, Glenne. James Corden was also there, cracking jokes, and the group was trying to maintain a sense of normalcy amidst the overwhelming excitement of the final show.

“Y/N, you alright?” Gemma asked, her eyes narrowing with concern as she noticed Y/N clutching her stomach slightly.

"Yeah, just a little... uncomfortable," Y/N replied, offering a faint smile, but her voice trembled slightly. It was more than discomfort now, though, and the pain was growing more difficult to ignore.

Anne turned, her motherly instinct kicking in. “You don’t look alright, love. Maybe we should get you checked out?”

Y/N hesitated. She didn’t want to be a bother, especially on such a special night. "No, no, I'm fine. Really. I don’t want to ruin anything."

James, ever the comedian, leaned in with a wink. “If you’re fine, then I’m the Queen of England. No offense, but I think Gemma and Anne are right. You’re looking a bit pale there.”

Y/N tried to laugh it off, but the pain in her stomach was no longer something she could brush aside. It was becoming unbearable. As Harry continued to perform on stage, Y/N’s breaths began to grow shallow, her face flushed with discomfort.

"Y/N," Anne said firmly, the concern in her voice now more pronounced, "Let’s just get you checked out, okay? We’re not messing around. This is Harry’s last show; he’ll understand, but you need to be taken care of."

Gemma nodded in agreement. "We’ll go together. It’s not a big deal; we’ll just make sure everything’s okay."

Y/N hesitated for a moment, but the pain flared again, and she finally nodded. "Alright, okay. But I don’t want to ruin anything for him."

Anne smiled gently and took Y/N's arm. "Trust me, love. He’ll want you to be okay more than anything else."

The drive to the hospital was a blur of worry and discomfort. Y/N was trying to breathe through the pain, her hand clutched tightly in Anne's as Gemma kept glancing back at her, checking to see if she was alright. The minutes felt like hours, and by the time they reached the hospital, Y/N was struggling to even stand. She felt like her world was spinning, but she kept thinking about Harry, wishing she could be there with him as the show came to a close.

Anne, ever the rock, led her inside, and soon they were seated in a sterile examination room. A doctor quickly came in, speaking in Italian, but Gemma was quick to translate and explain the situation. The doctor checked Y/N over and then took a step back, her face tight with concern.

“Signora, I’m afraid you’re in labor," the doctor said gently. "You are pregnant."

Y/N blinked in confusion, her mind spinning. "What? I... I’m pregnant? I don’t understand. I’ve never felt pregnant."

The doctor nodded solemnly. “It’s called a cryptic pregnancy. Some women don't realize they're pregnant until very late into the term, sometimes until they go into labor.”

Gemma’s jaw dropped in shock, and Anne's face paled. Y/N’s heart raced as she tried to process the words. Pregnant? But that didn’t make sense. She hadn’t noticed any symptoms—no cravings, no morning sickness, no physical changes that would have pointed to something like this. She was just... Y/N. Just herself.

“Are you sure?” Y/N asked, her voice trembling. “How could I not know?”

The doctor gave a sympathetic smile. “It’s very rare, but it happens. Your body may not have shown typical signs. Some women don’t realize until much later in the pregnancy, sometimes not until the moment they give birth.”

Gemma held Y/N’s hand tightly. “What does this mean? Is everything okay?”

The doctor nodded. “You are full-term, and it’s likely that the pain you’re feeling is because your body is preparing for delivery. We’ll need to monitor you, but everything seems to be in order.”

Anne was quietly taking deep breaths beside Y/N, clearly trying to keep her composure for her daughter. “Well... well, then, let’s get this sorted, eh? Y/N, sweetheart, we’re here with you.”

Y/N nodded, but her mind was still reeling. Pregnant... Full-term... How was that even possible? She could barely process the words, let alone the reality of them. But then she thought about Harry—his smile, his kindness, the way he had held her so close when they were together.

And then, as if on cue, her phone buzzed in her pocket. It was a message from Harry.

"Where are you? I miss you. Are you okay?"

Y/N’s heart ached. She could almost hear his voice through the screen, and she knew he would be devastated if he knew what was happening. She couldn’t tell him, not yet. She needed to be strong for both of them.

Before she could respond, the pain came again—stronger this time, and the doctor moved quickly, motioning for them to prepare for delivery. “It’s time.”

The next few hours were a whirlwind of activity, but Y/N never felt alone. Anne and Gemma stayed by her side, offering comfort and support as the medical team helped her through the labor. The pain was unlike anything she had ever felt, but she held on to the idea that once this was over, she’d have something incredible to show for it. Something she never expected but would love with all her heart.

And then, at the very end, when everything was still and calm, the soft cry of a newborn filled the room.

A baby.

Y/N couldn’t believe it—her baby. Her daughter.

As they placed the tiny, perfect baby girl in her arms, she felt a rush of love like nothing she had ever known. Her heart swelled in a way she never thought possible. This little person, who had been growing inside her all this time, was now here.

And then, as if by magic, her phone buzzed again. It was Harry, texting once more:

"I’m done with the show. I’ll see you soon. I love you."

Anne or Gemma must have told him she was in the hospital. Tears welled in her eyes as she smiled at her baby. This was their future. His future. Their future together.

The door opened, and Gemma peeked her head in. "Y/N, are you...?"

Y/N looked up, her voice shaky but filled with joy. “I’m okay. I’m... I’m a mom.”

Anne stepped in as well, her face softening with tears as she looked at her new granddaughter. "Oh, darling. Harry’s going to be over the moon."

Y/N nodded, her hand gently cradling the baby, the tiny life she had no idea she was carrying. In that moment, it didn’t matter how it had happened. What mattered was the love she felt, and the fact that Harry—her partner, her best friend—was about to become a father.

As she held her baby close, she sent a quick message back to Harry:

"I’m waiting for you. And I love you more than words can say."

And in that moment, as the world outside continued to turn, Y/N knew that no matter what came next, she was ready for this new chapter of her life. With Harry by her side, everything would be The hours after Y/N had given birth were a blur of emotion, exhaustion, and overwhelming love. Her little girl—her beautiful, perfect daughter—was nestled in her arms, fast asleep, her tiny chest rising and falling with each delicate breath. Y/N couldn’t stop staring at the baby, her heart full of a love she had never known was possible.

Anne and Gemma had left to give Y/N some space, giving her time to soak in the new reality. Their faces were tear-streaked and full of joy when they left the room, but they both knew how important this moment was—just Y/N and her daughter, before the world came rushing back.

Y/N sat in the hospital bed, cradling the baby close to her chest, when her phone buzzed again.

"I'm on my way, love. I’m outside the hospital now. I’ll be there in five."

The message was from Harry. His words were so simple, yet they carried so much weight. He had no idea. He was about to walk into the most life-changing moment of his life.

Y/N felt her chest tighten. She had to get ready. How do I tell him? she thought. She wasn’t even sure what she was going to say. She still couldn’t wrap her head around the fact that she had given birth—no warning, no signs, just a beautiful little baby that was hers.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the soft tap on the door.

"Y/N?" It was Gemma’s voice. "Harry’s here."

Y/N swallowed hard, her heart racing. Okay. Here we go.

Anne and Gemma entered, both with huge smiles on their faces. Harry wasn’t with them yet, and Gemma stepped forward, her eyes soft with understanding. "He’s just outside," she said quietly. "Are you ready?"

Y/N nodded, the weight of the moment still heavy on her shoulders. "I think so. But I don’t even know how to tell him."

Anne came over, squeezing her shoulder. "You don’t need to tell him anything. He’ll figure it out when he sees her. You don’t have to say anything right away. Just... be honest with him, Y/N. He’ll be thrilled. He’s going to love her so much."

Y/N smiled at her mom, the warmth of her support helping to steady her nerves. She looked down at the little girl in her arms, who stirred slightly, letting out a soft yawn.

Just then, Harry appeared in the doorway, looking slightly out of breath and still in his performance clothes. His face lit up when he saw his family and friends, but as his eyes landed on Y/N, sitting in the bed with the little bundle in her arms, his smile faltered. He took a few hesitant steps toward her, confusion crossing his face.

"Y/N?" His voice was soft, a mixture of worry and tenderness. "What’s going on? Are you okay?"

Y/N felt her breath catch in her throat as she held up the baby, her hands shaking. "Harry," she whispered, her voice cracking, "I’m... I’m okay. And this... this is our daughter."

Harry froze, his mouth opening and closing as if trying to find the right words. His eyes flicked between Y/N’s face and the tiny baby in her arms. His expression was one of disbelief, confusion, and then, slowly, a dawning realization.

"You... What?" Harry whispered, his voice barely audible. "But... but I didn’t—"

"I didn’t know either," Y/N cut him off, her voice gentle but steady. "It’s a cryptic pregnancy. I didn’t know I was pregnant until today. The pain I had, the cramps—it... it was labor."

For a long moment, Harry didn’t move. His entire body seemed frozen, his mind struggling to process the flood of information. But then, something shifted. His eyes softened, his face breaking into a mix of wonder and love.

"She’s... ours?" he asked, his voice thick with emotion, stepping closer.

Y/N nodded, tears welling in her eyes as she reached out to him, the baby still cradled gently in her arms. "Yes. She’s ours, Harry."

Without another word, Harry took a step forward, kneeling beside the bed. His hands were trembling as he looked down at the tiny girl in Y/N’s arms, his eyes wide and full of awe. The reality of the moment hit him all at once, and he reached out slowly, gently, as though afraid he might break the fragile perfection of the moment.

"Hi," Harry whispered to the baby, his voice a soft caress. "I’m your daddy. I’m so sorry I didn’t know... but I promise I’m going to love you more than anything in this world."

The baby stirred in Y/N’s arms, and Harry’s eyes welled with tears as he carefully stroked her tiny hand. "She’s beautiful," he murmured, his voice breaking as he looked up at Y/N. "How... how did this happen? How did we not know?"

Y/N smiled through her tears, feeling her heart swell with love for him, for their daughter, for the family they were about to become. "I don’t know," she said softly. "But here she is. She’s perfect, Harry."

Harry looked up at her, his face filled with an overwhelming mix of emotions—shock, joy, disbelief, and pure, unfiltered love. "You’re perfect, Y/N," he whispered. "And this... she’s perfect. I love you both so much."

Tears began to slip down Y/N’s cheeks as she leaned in closer to him, her heart full. "I love you too," she whispered, feeling the weight of their new life, the life they would now build together. "You’re going to be an amazing dad, Harry."

He smiled at her, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. "I already love her more than anything. I promise you, Y/N, I’m going to do everything I can to make this family everything it can be."

As Harry gently cupped their daughter’s tiny hand in his, he pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. "I can’t believe this. She’s ours."

Y/N nodded, her smile wide and radiant as she looked at Harry. "She’s ours. And we’re going to be okay."

With that, Harry stood up slowly, never taking his eyes off the baby, and turned to Anne and Gemma, who were standing at the foot of the bed. His voice was thick with emotion as he spoke.

"Thank you," he whispered, his voice hoarse. "Thank you for being here. For helping her. For being... for being everything she needs."

Anne smiled warmly, her heart full of pride for her son. "We’re family, Harry. And family takes care of each other."

Gemma stepped forward, smiling through her own tears. "I can’t believe I’m an aunt!" she laughed softly. "She’s going to be the most spoiled little girl in the world."

Harry smiled at them, his heart so full he thought it might burst. And as he looked down at his daughter once more, he couldn’t help but think that maybe the world had a way of surprising you when you least expected it.

This was their new beginning—the beginning of a new chapter. One filled with endless love, laughter, and, most of all, their little girl.

"Hi, baby," Harry whispered, his voice filled with awe and wonder as he bent down to kiss the top of her head. "You’re everything I’ve ever wanted. And I’m so glad you’re here."

And in that moment, with his family gathered around and his daughter in his arms, Harry knew one thing for sure—life had just given him the greatest gift.

[burningred1989]

THE INTERVIEW

A/N: Y/N and Harry attend an interview where James Corden shows pictures of Harry with Kendall Jenner on a yacht from years ago. While Harry nonchalantly recounts stories about the day, Y/N grows visibly uncomfortable, fidgeting and avoiding eye contact. Neither Harry nor anyone else notices her discomfort during the show.

MASTERLIST

<<<<<

It was a late-night talk show, and Harry and Y/N were invited on James Corden’s program for an interview. The energy in the studio was high as fans cheered and clapped. Harry, looking relaxed and in a great mood, sat next to Y/N as they prepared to chat with James about their upcoming projects. The crowd loved them both—Harry for his laid-back charm and Y/N for her infectious laughter and grace.

James, always known for his cheeky sense of humor, had an idea for a bit to add some levity to the interview. After talking about music, fashion, and random bits of gossip, James pulled up a set of pictures on the screen. He held up one image in particular, one that instantly made Harry freeze for a split second.

The picture showed Harry and Kendall Jenner on a yacht, laughing, with Harry tugging at Kendall’s foot and her hugging him affectionately. The shot was a few years old, taken during a high-profile trip that had made headlines, with paparazzi capturing nearly every moment of their time together. The image was all over tabloids at the time, and the media had made a spectacle of it, turning it into something more than it ever was.

James, with his usual playful grin, teased, "Remember when you shook the world with these, Harry?"

Harry laughed, brushing it off with his usual charm. “Ah, yeah, that was a fun day,” he said casually, leaning back in his seat. “Kendall and I had a great time on that yacht. It was just one of those spontaneous moments, you know?” He went on to tell a story about how the day had gone, laughing about the playful moments with Kendall and the unexpected waves they had encountered.

Y/N, however, wasn’t laughing. She sat still beside him, a faint unease settling in her chest. She tried her best to keep her composure, but her fingers began to fidget with the fabric of her pants. Her knees bounced up and down nervously, and a cold feeling crept over her. She didn’t look directly at Harry as he spoke, keeping her eyes fixed ahead as though she was focusing on something in the distance. Her mind was racing, but she didn’t want to interrupt the flow of the conversation.

Nobody noticed her discomfort—not James, who was absorbed in the conversation, nor Harry, who was still animated and laughing about the day on the yacht.

It wasn’t until later, when they were back in the car on the way to their hotel, that Harry noticed a sudden shift in Y/N’s behavior. She was unusually quiet, staring out of the window with a faraway look in her eyes. Harry tried to spark a conversation, asking her how the interview went, but she only replied with a soft, "I'm just tired, Harry. It's been a long day."

His brow furrowed in concern, but he didn’t push her further, figuring she might just need some space. They arrived at the hotel, and Y/N went straight to the bathroom without saying much. When she returned, she climbed into bed, facing away from him. Harry, still not fully aware of the weight she was carrying from the interview, settled into bed beside her, trying to fall asleep. But his mind wouldn’t rest.

<<<<<

The next morning, Harry woke up early, his usual habit of checking his phone first thing kicking in. He scrolled through TikTok, lazily watching random videos while yawning. Suddenly, he came across a video of the interview from the night before—fans had already begun uploading their reactions. He tapped on the clip, expecting to see the usual praise for Y/N’s stunning outfit and his charming demeanor.

But instead, the comments were focused on something different. They weren’t discussing Harry’s story about the yacht. They were talking about Y/N’s discomfort.

The video showed her visibly fidgeting, her fingers twisting and her knees bouncing as Harry laughed and joked about his time with Kendall. There were multiple comments pointing out how obvious it was that Y/N wasn’t comfortable during that part of the interview.

"Did anyone else notice how Y/N was looking down the entire time they talked about that yacht trip? 😬"

"Her body language is so off—what’s going on, Harry?"

"I can feel the tension through the screen, poor Y/N... 😢"

“Did Harry not notice? She’s clearly uncomfortable…”

Harry’s stomach sank as he read through the comments, feeling a lump form in his throat. His gaze shifted to the next clip, which was a fan reaction video. This one was more analytical, showing a side-by-side of Y/N’s reactions to the yacht pictures and the moments when Harry was openly laughing about the past relationship with Kendall. Y/N’s discomfort was undeniable, and the video highlighted how it shifted from slight nervousness to visible unease.

His heart twisted, guilt washing over him. He should have noticed. He should have recognized the signs. But he hadn’t. And now it was too late.

<<<<<

Harry put his phone down, pacing the room for a moment as he tried to process everything. He needed to make things right. He knew he’d messed up, but he wasn’t sure how to fix it. All he could think of was the pain he might have caused Y/N, and how he’d been oblivious to her feelings.

When Y/N finally woke up, Harry was already out of bed, sitting at the edge of the room, his hands clasped together. She rubbed her eyes and yawned, trying to shake off the sleepiness. But as soon as she saw Harry, she knew something was wrong.

“Hey…” she said softly, her voice barely a whisper.

Harry looked up at her, his expression full of regret. “Y/N, I—I saw the videos,” he started, his voice thick with emotion. “I saw how uncomfortable you were last night, and I… I feel awful. I should have noticed. I should’ve been there for you.”

Y/N sat up, glancing at him. Her face was still soft, but there was a trace of sadness in her eyes. “It’s not your fault, Harry. I should’ve said something during the interview.”

Harry shook his head, standing up and moving toward her. “No, Y/N. You shouldn’t have had to say anything. I should’ve been more aware. I’m so sorry for making you feel like that.”

Y/N reached out for his hand, squeezing it gently. “It’s okay, Harry. It was just…” She paused, trying to collect her thoughts. “I don’t like seeing you talk about your past, especially not with her. It just… it made me feel like I wasn’t enough.”

Harry’s heart broke as he heard the hurt in her voice. He cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs brushing the tears that had started to fall. “You’re more than enough, Y/N. You mean everything to me. I never want you to feel like that again.”

Y/N nodded, her lips trembling slightly. “I know you didn’t mean it, Harry. I just needed some time to process it all.”

Harry leaned in, resting his forehead against hers. “Take all the time you need. I’ll be right here. And I’ll make sure I’m always aware of how you feel. I promise.”

The silence between them felt comforting, a quiet understanding passing between them. Harry held her close, his arms wrapped around her as they sat there, letting the weight of the moment settle. It wasn’t about the yacht, or the pictures, or any of the past—it was about the now, and the love they had for each other.

PART 2

[dd-is-my-guiltypleasure]

[rickchung]

The Late Late Show with James Corden x “Haley Lu Richardson Meets Her Childhood Crush Nick Jonas on FaceTime”.

Richardson shares how she’s been a lifelong Jonas Brothers fan and how she once met them at a meet-and-greet but wasn’t allowed to give them a gift she had made for them. [...] James surprises Haley by calling Nick Jonas on FaceTime, which is basically the best moment of her life.

[wheel-of-fish]

The Phantom of the Opera on TV (and streaming)!

I've been sitting on this list for two years in hopes of making it complete, but I realized if I wait that long I'll never post it. Let me know what I've missed!

Please note that I haven't watched all of these in their entirety and can't attest to their quality/content.

Adaptations

1983 - The Phantom of the Opera (TV movie starring Maximilian Schell, Jane Seymour)

1990 - The Phantom of the Opera (TV miniseries starring Charles Dance, Teri Polo)

Parodies

1961 - The Woody Woodpecker Show, S4. E13, "Phantom of the Horse Opera"

1962 - Beany and Cecil, S1 E12, "Phantom of the Horse Opera"

1966 - That Girl, S1 E14, "Phantom of the Horse Opera"

1968 - The Pink Panther, S1 E17, "Cherche le Phantom"

1971 - Night Gallery, S2 E4, "Phantom of What Opera?"

1974 - The Phantom of Hollywood (TV movie)

1987 - Hello Kitty's Furry Tale Theater, "The Phantom of the Theater"

1989 - Julie & Carol: Together Again, "Phantom of the Opry" sketch (TV special starring Carol Burnett, Julie Andrews)

1989 - Babar, S1 E13, "The Phantom"

1989 - Count Duckula, S1 E21, "Fright at the Opera"

1991 - Night Court, S9 E1 & E2, "A Guy Named Phantom" (clip)

1993 - Doug, S3 E5, "Doug's Huge Zit"

1994 - Lamb Chop in the Haunted Studio (TV movie starring Shari Lewis)

1995 - Goosebumps, S1 E7, "Phantom of the Auditorium"

1995 - Wishbone, S1 E37, "Pantin' at the Opera" (part 1 | part 2)

1998 - Anatole, S1 E9, "The Phantom of the Cheese"

1999 - The Triplets, S5 E9, "The Phantom of the Opera"

2000 - Are You Afraid of the Dark?, S7 E10, "The Tale of the Last Dance"

2000 - SpongeBob SquarePants, S2 E22, "Something Smells" (clip)

2010 - Scooby-Doo! Mystery Incorporated, S1 E7, "In Fear of the Phantom"

2015 - All Hail King Julien, S2 E15, "The Phantom of Club Moist"

2019 - If You Give a Mouse a Cookie, S2 E6, "If You Give a Mouse a Pumpkin"

2019 - The Tom and Jerry Show, S3 E76, "PhanTom of the Oompah"

Character appearances

1981 - The Munsters' Revenge, TV movie (clip)

1984 - Diff'rent Strokes, S6 E16, "Hooray for Hollywood - Part 1"

1997 - "Everybody (Backstreet's Back)" music video (HD version)

2009 - Saturday Night Live, "Save Broadway" sketch

2010 - It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, S6 E7, "Who Got Dee Pregnant?" (clip)

2010 - Ghouls, multiple episodes (clip)

2020 - Saturday Night Live, "Airport Sushi" sketch

ALW musical references

2006 - Family Guy, S4 E23, "Deep Throats" (clip)

2012 - Glee, S3 E18, "Choke" (clip)

2015 - The Late Late Show, Sept. 10: "James Corden joins the cast of The Phantom of the Opera"

2015 - The Late Late Show, Sept. 23: "Crosswalk the Musical: The Phantom of the Opera"

2016 - The Goldbergs, S4 E8, "The Greatest Musical Ever Written" (clip)

2018 - Jeopardy!, Feb. 15 show (clip)

2018 - The Late Late Show, June 18: "Crosswalk the Musical: Andrew Lloyd Webber classics"

2019 - The Umbrella Academy, S1 E1, "We Only See Each Other at Weddings and Funerals" (audio)

2020 - Dash & Lily, S1 E4, "Cinderella"

2020 - The Crown, S4 E9, "Avalanche" (clip)

2022 - The Masked Singer, S8 E4, "Andrew Lloyd Webber Night"

Other

1991 - David Copperfield: Secret of the Phantom of the Opera (TV special)

[stalebagels]

Oh no guys; since the rat is back that means he's going to be making the late night rounds. He's gonna be on Seth's show on the 30th, and I imagine that means he'll be fucking everywhere after that. Be wary, dear viewer, lest you be forced to look upon the Crosswalk Cretin.

[luv4georgie]

requesting a q&a interview for lando norris x reader !

perhaps being asked about her on graham norton or both of them being on jimmy fallon/james corden

any plot!! i love your writing <33

back to the basics.

Lando Norris x fem!reader

in which formula one star, Lando Norris, gets asked about his girlfriend, Y/n L/n, on the Late Night Jimmy Fallon show!

warnings: none! a load of fluff!!!

prompt list

“us against the world just me and you!!”

“welcome back to the Late Night show everybody!” sounded Jimmy Fallon’s voice on your TV. you smiled shoving a few crisps into your mouth. “today special guest is, formula one driver, Lando Norris!” everyone clapped, along with you, who was on the other side of the world behind a screen. you watched as your fiancé walked onto stage, smiling and waving like always. Jimmy introduced Lando and they talked about what he did and how it was like being a driver. then after a few minutes they started to play a game called “explain the picture”.

the game started off with a-few silly pictures of Lando and some of his past teammates while he explained them laughing along with Jimmy during every picture. then on about the 6th picture Jimmy pulled out a card that had a picture from your instagram on it. it was a picture from when Lando first proposed almost a year ago. “what about this one?” Jimmy questioned, cocking his eyebrow. Lando giggled “that’s a picture from my fiancé’s instagram??” he said. “well obviously, but what’s happening?” Jimmy asked again. “well it’s from just under a year ago when i asked her to be my wife, she thought i was joking and thought it was just a box with a key in because i told her we might be getting a new apartment” everyone laughed. “but when she saw it was a ring, she said she was nearly sick! to be honest i was offended at first but then she said ‘it’s good sick’?? which i didn’t understand at all” Lando continued to talk about you for the next 5 minutes, practically gushing over you.

Jimmy gave a look to the camera, telling them how much Lando loves her. Lando just couldn’t stop himself, until eventually he did to carry on with the interview because they were on a time limit. but at that point everyone in that Late Night studio knew how much Lando absolutely loved his almost-wife, as he likes to call it. someone shouted “when’s the wedding!” and Lando answered saying it was in the summer, while he was on summer break. from the moment Lando proposed to you in the Silverstone paddock, you knew you were keeping him forever, and he knew he was keeping you forever.

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AUTHORS NOTE: sorry its so short :( thank you for the request though!! ❤️❤️

[watermelonsugacry]

James corden and harry and yn pleeeeeeeaasee

The Final Late Late Show

A/N: how are you lovies?! its been a minute since I've posted but i just HAD to write about this as soon as I saw it! 💚

SUMMARY: For the final Late Late Show, YN and Harry are two of the three final guests. Here are some snippets from the final episode! (2.5k)

GENRE: 1dbandmember!yn, married!ynrry, famous!reader

SINCE 2010 masterlist

“Joining us also, he’s the biggest superstar in the world. He’s a three-time Grammy winner. He’s your friend, he’s my friend. Harry Styles is here tonight!”

Harry’s dimple smile appears from the small window on the door. “Hi, mate! Man, terrible timing with this door thing, eh?...Cause it’s yeh last show.”

“Yeah, yeah. I know,” James dramatically sighs in frustration.

“I mean what are the chances, you know? Absolute disaster,” Harry humorously rolls his eyes with a smile. “...cause it’s yeh last show.”

“Yeah, I’m well aware that it’s my last show, Harry, thank you very much! I don’t need anybody to tell me that. Nobody knows that more than me. This is a disaster!” 

“James! James!” YN steps in next to her husband and peaks through the tiny window through the door. 

“YN! Oh, thank God!” The talk show host sighs in relief. “Also joining us tonight is the multi-talented mega star of the century. She’s another dear friend of mine and married to this guy right here. Everybody give it up for YN YLN-Styles!”

She gives a small wave before turning her attention back to the host. “Don't worry, James. V’got everything under control,” YN says with a confident nods of her head.

“Oh, that’s great to hear. So you’ve called security to get the doors unlocked then?”

“Umm...no.” Fans can see Harry’s lips tucked in frown, shaking his head along to his wife’s words. “But I’ve got this fire extinguisher that m’gonna use to bash in the window.”

The audience members yell and cheer excitedly as they see YN hold up the red object and ask everyone to stand back. But before she can take a swing, the voice on the intercom lets them know that the door issue has been resolved.

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“Everyone, please give it up for the one and only, Mrs. YN YLN-Styles!”

When the curtains zip open, YN has her back to the crowd. She comically looks over her shoulder and playfully acts surprised at the screaming crowd. As she walks down the stairs, everyone is able to see her full outfit for the night. Her white skirt and top combo hug her curves in just the right places but her (and Harry’s) favorite part has to be the white stain roses that hold the slide slit of her dress in place.

She smiles and gives high fives to the audience members as she passes them by. When she gets to James’s parents in the audience, she gives them kisses on both of their cheeks. And once she’s reached the stage, she happily takes her husband’s outreached hand as he helps her up the short steps.

When the third guest of the night makes his way onto the stage, Harry puts a hand on YN’s back and shuffles them over to the corner at what’s to come. They watch as Will takes swing after swing at James’s desk with a sledgehammer, destroying it into pieces. While Harry’s face expresses one of remorse over the obliterated scene, YN puts a fist over her smile as she laughs.

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“Then you and your former bandmate turned wife—” James presents the couple sitting next to each other on the couch with a grand hand swing of his hands as he looks out to the screaming audience. “—came on the show a few years ago as a band. Then again when Harry hosted for the first time where you, YN, were one of the featured guests for that night. And you guys even played a game of Spill Your Guts Or Fill Your Guts.”

With the mention of the atrocious food game, James mentions how Will Ferrell loves the game so much that he specifically requested for them to play it one more time. Each guest is given their own cards with their questions on them and an obscene food concoction to eat if they do not want to answer their question. 

Soon after, YN claps along with everyone else but her jaw is on the floor at the hefty scoop and bite Will takes from his nasty food arrangement despite not having to do so. 

“Yeh really enjoyed that didn’t yeh?” She teases.

“It’s like Thanksgiving,” Will responds around a mouth full of bug trifles. “Alright, your turn YN.”

“Okay, mine says...” She says as she slowly gets the card out. Harry leans over to her to get a peek at the question and immediately lets out a chuckle, trying to cover it up with a cough to his fist but fails. “Uh oh. When and where did you and Harry have your first kiss together?”

The crowd goes into a frantic frenzy at the possibility of getting official confirmation of the heavily researched and hypothesized answer. She wiggles her brows in a playful manner towards her husband and it only makes him laugh harder. 

She contemplates on revealing the answer, it is the last show after all...but where’s the fun in that?

“Umm...” She hides her smile behind the purple card before shrugging her shoulders. “Guess m’taking a bite out of a grasshopper.”

“I’ll do one with you,” Will generously offers, already reaching for one of the little bugs in the small bowl. They clink their grasshoppers together before plopping them past their lips. While Will happily reaches for seconds, YN puts on a strained, pained smile as she chews. 

“Mmm, yummy,” She sarcastically says, making James let out one of his high-pitched laughs. She gladly takes the mug from Harry’s giving hands to rinse her mouth of the odd taste.

When Harry reads his question asking if there will be a One Direction reunion, the crowd erupts in screams once again. The couple gives each other a humorous look, absolutely eating up the way the audience goes crazy at the mention of their band.

“I think if there was a time where we all felt that that was something we wanted to do—” Harry’s interrupted by Will mocking the crowd awing and cooing at the mention of their old band. It has the two former band members giggling before he continues. “Then I don’t see why we wouldn’t.”

“YN, this question kind of goes to you as well,” James offers.

“Yeah, I mean. I totally agree with everything he said. We’re definitely not opposed to it. If it happens, it happens.”

“I’ll take that as a yes!” James exclaims. “I mean, we already have a permanent, mini reunion with the two of you being married.”

“Wait, you guys are married?” Will dramatically questions with faux confusion that makes everyone in the room laugh. 

“Wait, wait, can we please get a close up of this really quick,” James frantically moves his hands as the couple holds up their hands to show their wedding rings. It’s in this moment that fans realize that the two of them aren’t wearing any of their regular set of rings across their fingers, solely the ones that signify their promise to love one another forevermore. 

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“Who’s more talented? Will Farrell, YN YLN-Styles or Harry Styles?”

There’s no forethought or second guessing with the couple’s response to immediately vouch for Will. 

“Sustainable talent,” Harry points out with a sweep of his hand.

“There’s literally nothing this man can’t do,” YN compliments.

The couple breaks out in bright smiles when Will begins to sing a solemn version of As It Was. But what has YN turning into a fit of giggles, her head leaning back as she hovers her hands over her mouth is when the famous comedian begins to sing 34+35 with a strong vibrato. 

It’s then Will’s turn to let out a string of giddy chuckles when James then asks the married couple to do an impression of the comedic actor.

“Ladies first,” Harry quickly says with a tap on his wife’s hand.

“Hmm...Oh okay, ‘ve out it.” YN comically clears her throat and readjusts herself on the couch. “Yeh ready for this? I’m singing. I’m in a store and I’m singing. I’m in a store, and I’m singing!” 

Will doubles over in laughter, applauding along with everyone else at her spot-on impression. As The Roots plays a snippet of celebration music, YN stands from her seat and takes a grand bow. 

“Actually, I’ve been meaning to ask you, YN,” Will turns his attention to the pop star next to him. When she gives an encouraging nod of her head, he continues with a professionally acted sense of genuine curiosity, “What exactly does 34+35 mean?” 

While everyone else in the room breaks out into laughter, YN lifts her gaze to the ceiling as she contemplates how to explain the sexual song. She tries to hide her smile by tucking in her lips but it's really hard to keep it professional when there’s an iconic actor asking that type of question. Even Harry has his face in his hands, his shoulder bouncing as he laughs.

She clears her throat as she adjusts her skirt and places her clasped hands over her crossed legs. She goes to open her mouth to answer but instead leans over to whisper the answer in the actor’s ear with a cupped hand instead.

“So it’s not about solving a math problem?!” Will dramatically exclaims.

“Harry, what’s your impression of Will?” YN says through a laugh, playfully attempting to change the subject. 

Without saying a word, Harry gets up from his seat, grabs the sledgehammer, and smashes what’s left of James’s desk. YN puts her fingers in the corner of her mouth and blows a loud whistle at the sight before them as everyone else applauds with a mixture of cheering.

When it’s time for James to answer his question, he says, “So, we’ve known each other for quite some time, haven’t we? I would even go as far as to consider you both as family.” The married couple nods their heads in agreement. “But A, I watch Elf every year on Christmas. And B, I didn’t get an invitation to your wedding so,” James gives a shrug of his shoulders as the audience goes crazy.

...

In between a commercial break, fans and crew members record the interactions happening on the main stage. While James goes over to talk with Will, everybody else focuses on the married couple.

A cheeky sound technician plays Late Night Talking as background music. They watch as the two of them mouth along to the words and cheekily dance in their seats as they get lost in their own little world.

The fans watch them with hearts in their eyes. On some parts of the song, the couple will do the same little dance moves together, speculating that they do this behind closed doors as well: rolling their arms like they’re going to hit the woah, hands up and slicing the air in front of them as they move their upper bodies, and dramatically swiveling their heads to the funky beat—every move has them end up laughing quietly to one another. 

It reminds the OG fans of how the two would be on their third world tour with the band. They’re easily reminded of when the two of them would sit next to each other on the raised platforms on the humongous catwalk and get distracted from singing. They would lean into each other, talking in one another’s ears, and squeeze their eyes shut as laughter overtook them. Almost a decade later and the two still act like a couple of love-sick teenagers.

There’s even a part during the chorus where Harry gets up from his seat to move his hips with a swing of his elbow; YN does the same movements but from her sitting down position. 

When the couple turns their attention to the cheering crowd, Harry points to his wife and mouths, “She produced the song!” 

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“And to add onto that,” YN places a hand on Harry’s arm after he complimented James. “I think I can speak for both of us in that we’re so grateful to have met yeh. You’ve been such a great friend to the both of us and I’m just super excited for what’s ahead of yeh.”

James pulls the both of them into a group hug from their spots on the couch and the audience laughs when Will scoots up to join the hug as well. YN can’t hold back the laugh that tumbles past her lips as the comedian reaches over her and her husband to pat James on the back.

When Will begins his mini speech to compliment the host on his hard work in the late night talk show industry, in the process he calls England a “shithole of a country.” While everyone knows he means it in a playful way and while the comment has James laughing, the married couple raise their eyebrows, purse their lips, and nod their head as they take the diss. 

And while Will tries to continue what he has to say, it's not long before Harry gets up from his seat and grabs the sledgehammer.

“Hold him down, lovie,” He tells his wife who's already playfully reaching her angry fingers toward Will. 

...

The Late Late music provided by The Roots mixes with the ear-piercing screams from the audience as they watch what’s happening backstage. Harry’s already sat in the photobooth’s seat and gently tugs his wife into his lap. She wraps an arm around the tops of his shoulders as they get ready for their picture to be taken. She tilts her head to touch his as he fully wraps his arms around her middle. 

Right before the countdown reaches its end, his fingers dig into the ticklish part in her side and she jolts up in a laugh. Just in time, the picture captures YN’s bright, open-mouthed smile, her eyes squeezed shut and her nose cutely scrunched up; her husband’s expression matches similarly to her own. 

In the end, the picture ends up in the middle of three pictures on the collaged wall: one of the band during their last Late Late interview as a four piece. YN is sitting in the middle of the group with a sly smile on her face as her long haired band mate has a hand on her shoulder. On the other side, one of Harry’s solo shots of when he first came on the show as a solo artist, and beside that one is one of YN when she came on the show when Harry hosted. At the time, her hair was barely below her ears, her naturally curly hair looked like a cloud on her head. She has one eye squinted shut, her tongue peaking out from between her teeth as she holds up a peace sign. 

Looking at the pictures in front of them, they reminisce on their shared history of being on this show. The Late Late studio has seen these two back when they were merely bandmates, secretly pining over one another with so many barriers in their way. It’s seen how they came back on the show as solo artists a few years later. It was a perfectly timed occasion for the both of them as they hid their secret relationship away from the public eye with a live audience and cameras in their faces. 

And now, as the last guests on the show, the studio sees the pair happily married and more in love with one another than they’ve ever been before.

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