#soft lambies

[littl3d0ll-art]

Yours, always and forever

[lambiebrites]

a new pfp for a new tumblr 🐑💕

edit: ✨ Lambie stickers and prints are available in my shop right now if you’d like to bring this little guy into your home ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡ ✨

[luckylambs]

Im so sleepy... tired sex is honestly all i can fantasize about though!!! Just sleepily mumbling while a cute boy's eating my lambparts out, whiming and squirming with every stimulation, only to be kissed and massaged till i sleep again. Only to wake up with my lambcunt stretched and stuffed with a puppy boys knot🫶🫶🫶Goodness

[gummigvts]

Sterilized white rooms, shipping container like in size. Placed around the perimeter the observation rooms were quiet, merely observing as as the camera displayed the large freak. Since they had been moved into the same park the larger one had become less active, only moving occasionally to fulfill its purpose. The lamb appeared to be stalking it, not with high speed but set on a target, 22 meters, that was the closest it had gotten before the large one moved on to a new resting place.

The slink one was set to be introduced soon, however a date is currently unset. A third creature into the equation, this one friendly in both appearance and behaviour instead of the fear striking ones inputted prior. Currently in captivity inside its own containment room it had proved interesting in reports. 90RT41, nicknamed Atawhai it seems to have portal abilities, having some sort of pouch to store items in; when given items to interact with they seem to sometimes fall through its portals into its storage pouch. Peaceful and docile it seems like it and 9R37 could be a good match, both protective and calm in nature. Observations pending upon the introduction of the two:

Will their combined abilities cause them to fight back against the constant following of 5T41K?

How will 90RT41 interact with 5T41K, will it have the same fear as 9R37?

Will the ecosystem bend due to the introduction of a new superior creature?

[qameronq]

The Lambs of the New Faith. (My lamb and my friends' lambs)

Lamby they/them (Mine): Previously a follower of Bishop Shamura, they use the fleece of the fates and mains the Bane Blade with the curse, Hounds of Fate. Reached their full potential first.

Alice she/her: Previously a follower of Bishop Heket, she is the most vicious lamb out of the four. Using the golden fleece, she is the most dexterous and 2nd strongest. She mains the Godly Sword and is not very into using curses.

Theodore he/him: Previously a follower of Bishop Leshy. The curse specialist out of the four lambs, he mains Death's Attendant and the Zealous Gauntlets. He uses the Fleece of the Glass Cannon, so when he sparred with the other lambs he didn't do much.

Baaal he/them: Previously a follower of Bishop Kallamar and a massive Heket simp. The poor lamb is the strongest out of the four and mains the Merciless axe with the curse Death's Squall. He is such an anxious lamb that they accidentally beat Alice. He will apologize for hitting with the axe three times his size.

[carbonateddelusion]

religious symbolism <3 Edgar's nickname from Isaac, lamby, was actually from the term lamb of God, referring to Jesus, who is known for his sacrifice <3 Noah sees Eddie as an untouchable angel, and Isaac sees Eddie as the Lamb bearing the sins of humankind to free us <3

[thebutchprinxe]

my happy lil crew

[stolencrownsofplenty]

@skyfallstarlights : x

“ Is it? I would think being close to me like this would be uncomfortable ” They weren’t really sure if they were comfortable without their mask. It tended to be his form melting more and being a lot more colder to reflect the space dust/goop that their made from. Pyroite heard that nice and soft is usually it so their a little confused on why its nice to hold onto them. Eventually, there's just a little sigh that escapes the space being. Placing his head on top of their own, making sure not to nudge the crowns, with a soft hum. “ But I’m not complaining. If you enjoy it then it's fine ”

A light, soft purr tickles against the jester’s collarbone, where the little Emperor easily settles a cheek to his chest; eager to keep close to the Pyroite’s shifting, moldable form.  The little bits of their familiar, fluffy warmth slowly saps into the welcoming chills of his cyan vest and shining bowtie.  For as giant as the fellow stretched himself out to be, the godly duo had been relaxing under the dark shadows of the Lamb’s bedchamber roof, their legs hardly tangled for their drastic sizes.  With the bed having some consideration to be accommodating for the other’s size, the ewe lets out a long, happy sigh of contentment.  Their arms already found their places wrapped about their beloved’s middle (or just barely, where their hands could barely contain the other’s slimy mass).

In reply, the ram lets out a faint hum, a smile quietly forms upon their features.  “.. I like the general closeness, I think.”  A black coated ear flicks, being only free from restraint unlike its mismatching partner trapped beneath the sheep’s chin.  “I like the coolness you bring.  It can get unbearably hot during our summer’s work, especially if we go without a good proper shave, too.”  And quite more they enjoy hearing the faint rumbles of the other’s form whispering in their one ear, no matter if some of his sticky skin would sometimes cling to its fur.  “It’s like, well…”

They pause for an instant, letting out another hum to themselves, pondering in thought.  Their main eyes drift to the ceiling, given they were stuck on their side laying there with the other upon the comforts of their shared yellow bed.  “.. Hmm, something like Silk Cradle, but without having a spider feasting upon your flesh.”  They giggle as they spoke.  “Something I prefer, a comfortable temperature without having to go through all the hassle of losing my fine coat.  And–,” they attempt a feeble squeeze into the jester’s middle–, “I get to breathe in the luxury of your scent, my love.  A rare comfort for a creature such as myself.”  Their spouses gave them general comfort in all of the isolation, but…

.. It often felt like something was missing.  Something misplaced.  Like they couldn’t quite relax, not when their claws were often drawn to protect a mortal life.

With another breath being drawn in, the Emperor rubs their head into the other’s chin, trying to smear their scent glands in where it mattered, instinctively.  “I wouldn’t have it any other way, too.”  They laugh again.  “Or… would you prefer I’d be outside working instead than in here hogging us all to yourself, Stardust?”

[http-bee]

ughhfbrbr slow progress day

[jellyfishsthings]

Spencer Reid Masterlist:

Guide: Smut ●, Angst ☆, Fluff <3

Kissing in the office <3 by @reidalert

Sleepy Needy Spence ● by @nereidprinc3ss

Work call during the act ● by @nevvdrinksteaa

Pregnancy Announcement (sort of) , vol.2 <3

by @pathologicalreid

"I'm not sleeping with Reid" ● by @incognit0slut

Headcannons <3 by @rafesgfs

Well-kept secret ☆ < 3 by @astrophileous

Work place environment by @nereidprinc3ss

Glasses <3, vol. 2 <3 , vol.3 ● by @luveline, @atlabeth and @raekensluver

Falling asleep on his shoulder, vol.2 <3

by @inkdrinkerworld and @bklynsboys

Please don't have somebody waiting for you <3

by @cerisereids

Being a menace, vol.2 <3 (tho it is suggestive kinda) by @in-another-april and @incognit0slut

Comforting him <3 by @little-miss-dilf-lover

Sleep Deprivation <3 by @faunalune

I love this too much ● by @reiderwriter

Sneaking around ● by @nereidprinc3ss

First Time ● by @luveline

Between the books ● by @reidmotif

Whiny and Spoiled ● by @nereidprinc3ss

Hyper Independent <3 by @inkdrinkerworld

New haircut <3 by @inkdrinkerworld

Waking up with kisses <3 by @secretlovezz

No vacancy <3 @kiss-inthekitchen

Reuniting after prison (Hotch!reader) ☆<3

by @pathologicalreid

Being a munch ● by @lis-likes-fics

Me while watching CM ● by @an1t4k

High Heels <3 by @guiltyasreid

Decoy ● by @violetrainbow412-blog

Tech analyst reader <3 by @moonstruckme

Mixed Messages (series) by @easy-there-leftovers

Addicted to you ● @spencerreidenjoyer

Drunk confessions <3 by @nereidprinc3ss

Proposals <3 by @reidmania

Plastic Hearts (Gideon!reader) ☆ by @atlabeth

I might be in love (Prentiss!reader)

by @januaryembrs

This hurts but in a good way ☆

by @aliteralsemicolon

Heavenly sweet ● by @reidsfilm

His hands, vol.2 ● by @raekensluver and @t1red-twillight

Coming home late <3 by @fairysongs

Soft Intimacy <3 by @t1red-twilight

Missed Lunches (Gideon!reader)☆

by @mindfullycriminal

Grounded (Hotch!reader) <3 by @rreids

His kisses <3 ● by @inkdrinkerworld

50 shades <3 by @rumplereids

Dad!Spence:

Paternity leave <3 by @radiant-reid

Mini Doctor <3 by @reidsdaisies

Hard to say no <3 by @radiant-reid

Lamby goes to work <3 by @cerisereids

Everything in the world <3 by @lis-likes-fics

Daddy's girl <3 by @midniteluv

Toddlerus Interruptus <3 by @reid-fiction

Midnight Scaries <3 by @reid-fiction

Early labor <3 by @rumplereids

Other Masterlists:

Masterlist 1 by @pathologicalreid

Masterlist 2 by @radiant-reid

Masterlist 3 by @slowburningechoes

Note: sorry some of the tags may not work my Tumblr is acting up, also a Spencer Reid fic should be posted sometime soon

[earlofbats]

I've written a few posts now talking about Harry's relationship to his own masculinity and how it relates to his sexuality and privately have been sorta on the cusp around the nebulous idea of Harry's gender identity, but I'm lacking textual evidence which is important to me.

I personally think ultimately Harry's relationship with his gender is broken on a fundamental level the way a lot of men who are subject to the extreme pitfalls of patriarchy often are.

Harry sees and has internalized his gender as being extremely monstrous as well as extremely tactile, his gender mostly exists in or manifests in the meat space that Is Physique.

I think Harry's transfeminine nature would be tied more to his desire to be perceived as non hostile, as something soft and worth loving than an internal sense of femininity.

Harry is just super sexist in a very reactionary and trauma filled way.

transfem harry du bois, im the only one who thinks about it so i walk this lonely path with determination and vigor.

[thechadfactory]

MEET SEA LAMBIE!! 🐬☀️⛱️🐠

This is sea lambie ✨🐠🐬☀️⛱️!!! She’s so soft. I really love how she turned out. She’s made from a discontinued fabric, so for now this is the only one of her. Sea lambie is full of beans, she’s got them in her arms, legs, tail, and tummy, giving her a super nice weighted feeling. She’s also stuffed with a mixture of fiberfil and polyfil stuffings! She’s got freckles on her face and blush on her nose and cheeks :) ✨

💙Sea lambie will be available on Aug. 3rd at 5pm EST!!💙

[angelicpoison12]

stuffed ₊˚⊹ᰔ

Logan wants to get you pregnant.. but Wade won't shut up. so he finds a solution <3

tags: threesome, AFAB!reader, gn!reader, top!Logan, powerbottom!Wade, creampie, breeding kink, degradation, oral sex

pronouns used: they/them (reader can be any gender <3)

wordcount: 407 (WOAH SHORT ENOUGH TO BE CONSIDERED A REAL DRABBLE?? NO WAY)

NSFW, 18+ ᰔ

“woah, Peanut, you’ve gotta slow down.. you’re gonna rip the poor baby’s ass apart!”  “shut the fuck up, Wade.”  “ohmygod, nevermind-” 

the constant back and forth between your two lovers was never boring, especially in the bedroom.   Wade and Logan found themselves in a competition, all because Wade had been cocky enough to say that they couldn’t get you pregnant. that made something feral snap in Logan. 

"ah-! Logan.. too much, too much..”  you blubbered, clinging to a pillow as he rammed you from behind. his fingers were digging into the soft flesh of your hips. he was at least two creampies deep at this point, and it was getting a little overwhelming. “you know what to say when it’s too much, darlin’,”  Logan rasped, only to fuck you harder, making the headboard slam against the wall.  “damn, Lo! thank god we don’t live with Blind Al anymore, boy she’d be pissed if she heard us-” 

Logan had just about had enough. 

he pulled out of you abruptly. your cunt oozed with Logan’s cum. you squirmed, whining as you weakly clenched, toes curling as you tried to keep it inside of you.   “put that worthless mouth to use, Bub.”  Logan spat, grabbing him by the back of his neck. Wade yelped, but it was replaced by a purr of obedience and arousal.  “oh ho, fuck yes!”  he giggled. Wade happily nudged himself between your thighs, starting to lap at Logan’s cum dribbling past your folds. 

the sensation was enough to make you gasp and moan, squirming, trying to hold on for dear life.   “mmm.. he tastes so good, especially coming out of you, pumpkin,”  Wade cooed. his tongue dug right inside of you, the pink muscle covered in cream when he pulled it out.   “okay that’s enough..”  Logan grunted.  “ooh, what’re you gonna do now, Wolvie? hm?”  “just keep eating them out, fucker.”  “whatever you sa-ohhhh! god, fuck! yes-!” 

out of curiosity, you turned and craned your neck, now able to look over your shoulder. you blushed, noticing Logan’s bare hips pressing into the skin of Wade’s scarred ass.  “just as tight as always..”  Logan remarked, giving Wade’s left cheek a smack, making him moan right in your pussy.  “make them finish first, then i’ll fill you up. i’m getting both of you pregnant.”  “ohh fuck yeah, knock me up!”  Wade moaned, his arms wrapping around your thighs, pulling you impossibly closer. 

it was a shame that Wade was cis. with you, there was still a chance, I guess.  

₊˚⊹ᰔ

my sweet snowflake buddies!

@6esiree , @cosmiiwrites , @frxstwalker, @ithofficial, @activesplooger, @dolly-lil-lambie

[harrysfolklore]

love on tour memories - blurb

goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. you were bigger than the whole sky 😢 here’s a compilation of love on tour memories, some blurbs are new and some were already posted, i hope you like this trip down memory lane

MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

september 4th, 2021 - las vegas, nevada

Feather boas, pink hats and colorful flags all around could only mean one thing.

Harry Styles was finally back on tour.

After a long two year wait, Love On Tour was finally hitting the road, with the first stop being the iconic Las Vegas, Nevada.

You were beyond ecstatic to say the least, being on the road with Harry was your favorite thing to do, and you knew how much he wanted to finally be doing his favorite thing in the world again.

You were roaming around backstage looking for your boyfriend, already wearing your custom red dress that would match Harry's outfit for the night.

"Love! You look stunning," Lambert's voice made you turn your head, "That dress fits you perfectly just like I knew it would." You blushed as you walked together towards where Harry was getting ready with his bandmates in a few minutes.

"You're too nice, Lamby," you smiled at him, "Is he going shirtless like I asked? I couldn't be with him while he was getting ready."

"He is, darling. He said your wish was his command."

You rolled your eyes with affection; and as if on cue, Harry entered the room exuding an aura of confidence and excitement.

He was dying to get on stage.

"Hey, love," he approached you, wrapping his arms around your shoulders. "Can you believe it? We're finally here."

You looked at him fondly, your eyes giving away how proud and excited you felt at the moment, "We're finally here," you repeated, "This is going to be the best tour ever."

Harry pressed a quick peck to your lips before turning his attention to the rest of his bandmates, who were gathered in the room.

"Alright, everyone," Harry announced, his voice full of enthusiasm. "This is it, the first night of Love On Tour," Jeff, who just entered the room with the rest of Harry's managers, let out a whistle in excitement. "Let's make it one to remember."

The band hugged quickly before walking down the corridor that would take them to the stage.

You walked by Harry's side, holding his hand and realizing how much you missed the tour life.

"Good luck kiss?" Harry turned to you as you reached what would be his 'soft goods' box for the next months.

"Wouldn't turn it down for the world." You smiled and connected your lips, and just like that he was off to the stage inside a storage box.

For the next two hours, Harry and his bandmates poured their hearts on stage for the first time in two years, and by the end of the night, everyone had the same thought in their minds.

This was going to be a tour to remember.

october 30th, 2021 - new york

Outside of Madison Square Garden, fans were lining up dressed in their costumes of all kind, excited to be part of Harry's fancy dress party to celebrate Halloween.

However, backstage at the arena you were was growing increasingly curious and impatient about Harry's costume choice, since everyone refused to tell you about it.

"I can't take it anymore!" You said, your eyes darting between everyone in the room. "Somebody, please tell me what Harry's going dressed as!"

Jeff chuckled, entertained by your growing desperation to know. "Oh, YN, you're in for a treat. Harry's going all out, you're going to be gagged"

"Come on, you have to give me something!" Your eyes traveled to Lambert, hoping he would crack up and tell you what you desperately wanted to know.

"Nope, and don't give me those eyes. Sue strictly told us to keep it as a surprise."

You rolled your eyes before standing up and walking towards the door. "Well, I guess I'll try to bribe him with a blowie again.

Everyone in the room laughed at your words, and before you could even reach Harry's dressing room you were intercepted by Harry's assistant Luis, who told you that he instructed him to keep you out of the room until he was ready.

You got into your own costume for the night, a fairy dress with wings and a crown, you put extra effort in your makeup adding glitter and some gem stones.

You heard two knocks to your door followed by Jeff's voice "YN, you ready? Harry is and he wants to see you."

"God, why is he being so dramatic about his costume," you opened the door as you spoke and once you were met with Jeff and his costume, you couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Who are you supposed to be?"

"Miss Anna Wintour, the Toms are going like this too," he shrugged and walked towards Harry's dressing room, you following behind, "Come on now, your annoying boyfriend is waiting for you."

"You ready love?" you heard Harry's voice from the other side of the door, not opening yet.

"Come on just come out already! I need to see you!"

And after a few more seconds of mystery, he finally opened the door and you were met with his blue dress and bright red shoes.

He was Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz.

"Harry! This is- you look amazing!"

"Really? You like it?" he put his hands on his waist and tilt his head before giving a twirl and making you laugh.

"I love it, but I have one concern, tho."

"And that would be?" he looked at you questioningly.

"That skirt is too short! You're going to flash your bits to everyone!"

"Well, my love," he grabbed the hem of his dress, pulling it up, "That is what the bloomers are for!"

june 18th, 2022 - london, uk

"How do you feel, mate?" Jeff asked Harry as they stood together on the wings of the stage, Mitski was just done with her set and Harry was already on his outfit for the show, minutes away from hitting the stage.

"It's a weird feeling somehow," Harry turned his gaze to his manager and best friend, "I never thought I was going to ever be able to fill this place on my own, you know?"

"And here we are, two sold out shows!" Jeff threw his fist in the air as a sign of celebration and both of them laughed, side hugging as they kept admiring the crowd.

"Are you guys having a sappy sentimental moment without me?" they tuned their heads towards the voice called for them, that belonged to you.

"I was just about to leave, actually, I have to check everything's running smoothly before this one hits the stage," Jeff ruffled Harry's hair for a moment, "You lovebirds enjoy your pre-concert shag, see you out there!"

You and Harry rolled your eyes and shook your heads, all the times you got caught doing your shenanigans before the shows resulting in a constant teasing from your friends.

"So, how do you feel, rockstar?" you asked, getting closer to him and wrapping your arms around his waist.

"You know, Jeff just asked the same thing."

"Okay, no talking, straight to the pre-concert shag I guess!"

Harry laughed, wrapping his arms around your shoulders as you looked out at the crowd together.

"I feel great," Harry said, turning his face to the side to lock his eyes with yours, "Being here again and having you by my side is something that I thought would only happen in my dreams, so I feel great my dreams came true again."

"This is a time where I actually feel good saying that I told you so," you smiled softly, "I always knew that you were going to be selling out this places on your own, baby. And I'm so proud of you."

"I know," Harry pecked yours lips for a moment, "And that's the reason why I'm here, because you had never allowed me to doubt myself."

"You're here because you've earned it by working hard and pouring your heart out in everything that you do, there's no one who deserves this as much as you do."

Harry's eyes got watery at your words, and he grabbed youe face to connect your lips, expressing everything he felt at the moment with a kiss.

"10 minutes till show time!" One of the crew members announced, making you break apart.

"Go sing about fruit and joke about dads, rockstar. I love you."

"Love you more, lovey."

And with a final kiss to your lips he was off to perform, ready to charm a crowd of 80,000 people on his own, something that he never though he would achieve.

september 21st, 2022 - new york

Emotions were all over the place at Madison Square Garden’s backstage, the clinking of champagne glasses along with congratulatory speeches were heard all around the room as a way to celebrate the 15 sold out shows at the world’s most famous arena.

The grin on Harry’s face was evident as he thanked everyone who approached him to applaud his milestone, from his friends to the arena’s crew, and holding his own glass of champagne and wearing a small smile, his eyes started wandering around for you.

It was when he reached the now empty pit of the arena when he found you, just a few hours prior, the room was filled with feather boas, glittery hats and more than twenty thousand people who came together to celebrate him. Right now, it was just you and him, looking up at the brand new addition to the arena.

“HARRY STYLES. 15 CONSECUTIVE NIGHTS AT THE GARDEN”

Was what the arena’s brand new banner said, a banner that would permanently stay there, as a reminder of what your boyfriend had achieved.

“You know I wouldn’t have done it without you, right?” he said as he approached you, bringing you closer by wrapping both of his arms around your waist, leaning his chin of your shoulder “All these songs are about you, all of this is because of you, my love.”

You smiled, the feeling of elation increasing at the sound of your boyfriend’s voice. Turning around to face him, you placed your hands on his cheeks before you spoke “This is all you, you did this, baby,” you said while looking into his eyes, and the fact that they were glossy and watery told you that he was still very emotional about the night’s events.

“Maybe I inspired you to write the songs, but the words aren’t mine, honey, they’re yours. All the people who filled those seats every night, they were here for you, because you have impacted their lives in ways no one else could. You deserve this, and I’m so proud and happy for you.” You finished, feeling your own eyes getting watery, still holding his face between your hands, and pressing your foreheads together.

“I’m so damn lucky to have you.” Harry chuckles, leaning in to press a kiss to your jaw and then nuzzle your neck, you put your hand on the back of his neck and caress his hair, letting him embrace you and holding him right back.

“I’m the lucky one, I mean, not everyone can say that their boyfriend has a banner permanently hung up high at Madison Square Garden, right?” you joked, feeling his laugh vibrate against your neck before he pulled his face out of it, looking into your eyes.

“I love you so much, YN.” he said looking right into your eyes, and his expressed what he had just said, you could feel the love radiate from him.

He’s walking joy, walking happiness, walking love

november 5th, 2022 - los angeles

From the moment you were woken up by the sound of Harry's dry coughs, you knew it was going to be a hard day.

Harry had been feeling under the weather the last couple of days, and today he was feeling his worst. As a professional, he pushed through, thinking it was just exhaustion from the intense schedule on tour.

However, as the day progressed, Harry couldn't shake the feeling of sickness off his body. His throat was sore, and his head felt heavy and he could barely sing during soundcheck, making his bandmates and managers worry about his health.

"Baby," you called out for him, caressing his hair softly, "Jeff just texted me that the doctor is here, he's going to check up on you."

Harry didn't verbally reply, he just stood up and kissed your forehead softly before leaving the room, you following close behind.

You knew what he was worried about the most: having to cancel the show.

The doctor examined Harry thoroughly and then delivered the unfortunate news, he had a severe throat infection and singing tonight could worsen it, so he had to cancel his upcoming shows.

He didn't speak, but you knew he was devastated.

After he delivered the news to his fans via an Instagram story, you wrapped your arms around him and kissed his cheek softly before speaking, "You did the right thing, Harry. Your fans love you, and they'll understand that your health comes first," you reassured him.

Jeff and Tommy, who were in the room too, nodded in agreement, "We'll handle the rescheduling and all the logistics. You just focus on resting and getting better," Jeff said, placing a hand on Harry's shoulder, "I'm so sorry, mate." and with a final pat to Harry's back, they were out of the room, leaving the two of you alone.

"Hey," you grabbed his chin, making him look at you, "Talk to me, love. What are you thinking?"

"I feel terrible, I hate disappointing the fans and I feel like I let everyone down."

You pressed a tender kiss to his temple again before speaking, "Your fans understand that you're human, just like everyone else. You're allowed to prioritize your well-being, and the fans will always be there for you, cheering you on, no matter what."

Harry gave you a tired smile and laid your head against your shoulder, and you felt proud of everything he does, even giving himself a break.

december 4th, 2022 - buenos aires, argentina

“Holy shit! Look at how packed that pit is already.” Harry said as he got a peek of the stadium, it was still early but fans were already inside and waiting for him.

“You know how much your fans here love you, baby. Tonight’s show is going to be crazy.” You rested your chin on his shoulder, looking at the crowd with him.

“It’s going to be one of the best, I can’t fucking wait.” Excitement was evident on his voice and you couldn’t help but melt a bit, the man you love was happy and that made you the happiest as well.

“They scored!” Anthony Pham’s voice made you turn your heads, a bunch of the crew members were watching the Argentina vs Australia match on a small tv, and the screams from the crowd just confirmed that their country had just scored.

“Wait, put the match on the big screens, let’s watch it together with the crowd.” Harry said and guys from the tech crew quickly put the match on the stadium screens, making fans grow excited.

By the end of the match and by a close call, Argentina won and the crowd erupted in cheers and screams, the entire staff celebrating too and hyping the crowd.

“Go celebrate with them baby! Go on!” you urged Harry to go on stage, “You know what? Fuck it!” and he ran to the stage and hyped the crowd, celebrating the victory with them

Argentina gave him one of his best tour memories already and the shows were still yet to happen.

february 20th, 2023 - perth, australia

“How are we feeling in here tonight Perth?” Harry said into the mic, looking out at the crowd cheering and screaming for him, “It’s been about 5 years almost since I last performed in Australia, feels so good to be back.”

The crowd erupted in cheers and screams, and you watched fondly as he moved around the stage.

“YN, my girlfriend, she loves to research each country we visit before the show," Harry pointed out to you and the nerves instantly hit you, despite being with him years, you still weren’t used to the spotlight and the attention. "She told me about some… peculiar traditions you guys do over here, like drinking out of a shoe.” Harry said and the audience went wild along with you, you knew his fans had been trying to get him to do a shoey since the last time he performed in the country and you insisted that he needed to finally do it.

“This is one of the most disgusting traditions I’ve ever heard of,” he paused to shake his head, “Fuck it,” and he proceeded to take his shoe off, making the entire audience roar in cheers.

“Can you do a Shoey with water or is that against the rules? YN?” the camera zoomed into you, putting your face in the big screens across the stadium, you couldn’t help but laugh and yell your responde, “She says no! Okay let’s just get this over with.”

And next thing you knew, Harry was drinking out of his shoe and the entire stadium was erupting in screams.

“I feel like a different person…I feel ashamed of myself. It feels so personal! Such an intimate moment to be shared with so many people!” at this point your belly hurt from how much you were laughing, and Harry couldn’t help but laugh as well, “I’ll be discussing this with my therapist at length…at length! And YN, you’re a terrible girlfriend for making me do this!”

Even though you were aware of the cameras catching your every reaction, you rolled your eyes with affection and jokingly flipped him off, making him blow an obnoxious kiss your way.

“Now, who’s ready for more music?”

march 26th, 2023 - tokyo, japan

“Everyone who knows me, knows how incredibly special this country is to me. I came here a few years ago for 5 days, and stayed a LOT longer than 5 days. It was one of the best things that ever happened to me in my whole life.” Harry said, looking out at the crowd in complete awe, “I’ve always felt that my time in here in Japan was incredibly special to me & I would not be able to make those 2 albums if it wasn’t for that time. So thank you the people of Japan for whatever it was that you gave to me. I will love you for it forever”

You couldn't help but shed a few tears, adoration running through your veins for the man who was currently closing up one of the most special legs of his world tour.

"However, unlike the last time I came here, I'm not on my own this time, I'm here with this incredible band who gives me the honor to play with them every night, the amazing crew who makes every show possible, and most importantly," he put a hand to his heart before continuing, "I'm here with the gorgeous woman I get to call my girlfriend, and I feel like the luckiest man in the world for that."

It was safe to say that you were full on crying by now, aware of fans and cameras catching your every move but not ashamed to be vulnerable because of the man you loved.

Harry turned to look at you on the side of the stage before speaking again, "I love you so much, baby, thank you for being my muse and my best friend, none of this would be possible without you."

And as if it was the first sentence you ever learned, you instantly mouthed and "I love you to Harry, making him grin and blush before speaking into the mic again.

"Thank you, Japan! I love you."

june 10th, 2023 - slane, ireland

Today was a day for the history books. Harry was going to make history as the first artist to ever perform in the iconic Slane Castle as a main performer for his own tour since 1985.

He brought up that he was offered the chance while you were snuggled in bed, listening to soft music that played from Harry’s record player.

“They offered me to perform at Slane Castle. You know, that venue where the only way to perform is if you get invited by Lord Henry.” Harry said casually as he ran his fingers through your hair.

“Baby! That’s amazing!” you said in a cheerful tone, but the way Harry pursed his lips made you guess what was going on in his mind, “Don’t tell me you’re second guessing this, it’s a great opportunity.”

“I know, I know,” he said, pecking your forehead softly before continuing, “But everything’s pretty intimidating, there’s a lot to live up to.”

“And you will absolutely crush it. So call Jeffrey right now and tell him to book the gig.”

And so he did. And now, you were leaning on his dressing room’s vanity table, watching as he got ready for one of the biggest nights of this career.

“How do you feel?” you asked softly, you knew that his nerves always kicked in during this time.

“Nervous, happy, excited,” he turned to you, giving you a soft smile and tender eyes, “I just want this to be a memorable show, I don’t want anyone to leave the venue feeling like the show wasn’t good enough.”

“Everything’s going to be fine, gorgeous,” he smiled at the pet name, one of his favorites that you use for him, “Every single show that you’ve done ever since you were sixteen has been absolutely incredible, this one won’t be the exception.”

And instead of giving you a verbal reply, he crashed his lips into yours, pouring all of his feelings in a kiss.

“Hershel, time to hit the stage!” you were interrupted by Jeff knocking on the door.

“Oh cut it out, Jeffrey. We’re in the middle of my pre show shag.” Harry joked, making you throw your head back in laughter.

“You have two minutes, you menaces.” Jeff timed his eyes, already used to your shenanigans.

Your laughs died down and you looked directly into his eyes, caressing the hair at the base of his neck before speaking, “You’re going to deliver an amazing show, okay?” Harry only nodded, letting you continue, “You don’t have to meet anyone’s expectations, you just need to be your loving carefree self and everyone will have the best night of their lives.”

He pecked your lips before speaking, “Thank your for that, and for just being you, honestly,” he shook his head for a moment, “I wouldn’t have the courage to go out on stage every night if it wasn’t for you.”

“You would. Because you were born for this. Now go make me proud, rockstar.”

And with a final kiss to your lips, he was off with his band, ready to hit the stage of one of the most important nights of his career.

july 22nd, 2023 - reggio emilia, italy

The time had come to say goodbye to Love On Tour.

Surrounded by Harry's family and friends, you stood in the VIP area of the field watching Harry perform the last show of his biggest tour.

The night had been incredible so far, Harry pour his heart out performing just like he had been doing for the last two years, making the show extra special by adding new songs to the setlist and letting the crowd know how thankful he has for everything given to him.

"I will remember this evening and all of this for the rest of my life. Thank you for letting me be a part of this, thank you for dedicating your time to me, thank you for listening to me. Thank you for being amazing. Thank you for everything." Harry said into the mic, beginning with his final speech, one you knew would make you tear up.

"I have people here tonight who have supported me in so many ways over the past 13 years in which you can only imagine. I would not be on this stage without them and their love and support. My family are here tonight, my friends are here tonight," Harry's voice cracked up and his eyes got teary, making everyone in the crowd tear up along with him, "I was doing so well! Thank you for the support, thank you loving me for the way that you have. My friends are here tonight, thank you for having my back, always. I love you all so much. Thank you. I have a lot of things to feel incredibly lucky for in life but i feel the luckiest with my friends support. It allows me to do this. I am so full right now, I've never been happier in my entire life."

You held Anne's hand as you listened to his speech, both of you growing emotional at his words, just as the nearly 100,000 fans in the crowd.

"My girlfriend and life partner is here tonight, just like she was for all 169 previous nights, and all the most important moments of the last 13 years," eyes turned to you, but your attention was only on the man on stage, the one you loved, "I've said it countless of times before, but none of this would be possible without you. You're my best friend, my muse and my biggest supporter. Thank you for loving me, and giving me a love to write about. I love you."

You mouthed an "I love you" back to him, wiping some tears that kept falling from your eyes.

"Secondly, to you all," he turned to face his band, "Thank you so much for doing this with me, that you trust me, thank you for giving your time, your energy. This show is what it is because of everything you've done every night."

He continued his speech, thanking the fans for the same space they created over the years, and giving him the opportunity to be on stage every night doing what he loves the most.

After a 10 minute ballad written specially for the night, Love On Tour was officially over. But the memories created around it would last a lifetime.

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(I got mediocre writing again so here y’all go, song here btw)

Writing

The violent storm raged outside for hours, bringing torrential rain and howling winds. The Lamb had instructed everyone to remain huddled in their tents until the storm subsided. Up on the temple's upper floor, Lamb and Xibalba found themselves alone. In the hushed atmosphere, Xibalba sharpened the blade of his axe on the bed, the rhythmic sound of the sharpening filling the air. Meanwhile, Lamb immersed themselves into the ancient history of the gods, studying the books they had salvaged from Shamuras's library at their desk.

In a moment of frustration, Lamb groaned loudly, breaking the silence as they put their hands to their face. They could barely understand anything in the books. It was all like a riddle or a puzzle, with every point leading to a dead end of even more questions and fewer answers. How would they ever get the hang of their new responsibilities if they couldn’t even make sense of them?

Xibalba glanced at Lamb, setting his axe aside before asking, "You okay over there, Lamby?" with a touch-tone of worry in his voice. Lamb glanced over at him, letting out a soft sigh before answering the Goat.

“ Yes, well- no.. not really. It’s just, these stupid books! “ the Lamb began, removing their hands from their face. “ Nothing makes sense, if it’s not one dead end it’s two, not only that but many of these books are in an entirely different language! How the hell am I supposed to read these, plus the only people who know how to read this text won’t even help-“ The lamb ranted before abruptly being lifted from their chair and held under the goat's arm.

Lamb, caught off guard, squirmed and shouted trying to get free. “ What- Hey! Xibalba, Xibalba put me down! “ the lamb kicked their feet whilst Xibalba hushed them, walking over to the radio and hitting the play button, letting the melody of music fill the room. Despite the Lambs struggling, Xibalba was able to get them to stay still for a moment, starting to dance with them, beginning to sing along with the song.

“ Yo tengo claro todo lo que siento,

que pa' dudarlo no me queda tiempo

Baby, yo me muero, no te supero,

Loco por verte de nuevo~ ”

As the goat sang, he twirled and dipped the Lamb, who couldn't help but burst into laughter, feeling their frustration melting away. As the music reached its end, the two came to a stop, both laughing, before silence filled the room once again.

“ Thank you, I... I really needed that “ the lamb spoke, clearing their throat while looking down at the floor. It had been a long time since they let loose and had some fun. They had been restricting themselves from having any until they could make progress with the books. Xibalba smiled, letting go before patting them on the head.

" Of course, what are friends for? Besides, you need to relax or you'll get burnt out, " he replied, crossing his arms before speaking again. " How about this? I'll help you figure out the books if you start taking proper breaks. Capiche?"

"Really?" the lamb said, excitement written all over their face, their tail wagging slightly.

"Really, I promise."

"Hah! In that case, count me in!

[joelsbeard]

Pre-outbreak!joel with his babies 🥺 part 1

I need more baby ellie and ellie and sarah as biological sisters fics 🙃

joel is absolutely the type of dad to get into the crib with his babies so they'll stop crying. One day he gets up at night to go put sarah back to sleep when she wakes up crying but then he never comes back to bed, and you wake up wondering where he is so you wander around until you go to sarah's room and see that she's fast asleep on top of joel in her crib 🥺 legs sticking out and everything. Ofc he does the same with ellie, who ends up being even more of a daddy's girl so it becomes more of a common thing with her than it was for sarah.

They love doing kangaroo care with joel and sleeping on his bare chest 🥺 you have a bunch of pictures on your phone from when you'd catch ellie or sarah in their diapers and sleeping on top of joel while he's asleep and snoring too lol

ellie's favorite stuffed animal as a baby was either her giraffe, elephant, or lamb ( yes I couldn't pick one I'm sorry). She'd call her cute little lamb "lamby" 🥺. Ofc she had to have an elephant, ellie and her lil elephant 🥺. When joel would give ellie a kiss sometimes she'd hold her stuffed animals up to his face so they could get kisses from daddy too lol.

You and joel love sticking your faces into ellie and sarah's adorable little chunky cheeks that are so soft, especially when they're babies. You can 't help but press your lips into their chubby little cheeks and watching them squish, and inhaling their baby scent, joel always holds them tight and gives them a bunch of smooches on their cute little faces until they're red in the face from laughing so much, and you love hearing their baby giggles.

Their favorite thing is when you and joel go on either side of their faces and give big smooches on their cheeks at the same time, all the baby fat just squishes and they look like this 😚 since you and joel love pressing your lips so hard to their faces lol.

You love squishing your little squishy babies, they're so soft and cute. Whenever you and joel point their rolls out or their adorable baby fat when you're giving them a bath or changing them you always like to coo at them and go "oh my goodness! look at those little rolls, that's where all the milk goes, all right there🥰😭" and give them a little tickle

You and joel think you make the cutest babies (you do 😉 and a lot of people agree) with their big doe eyes and soft little cheeks and adorable pouty lips. He loves calling them his little baby dolls bc they look like absolute dolls. When people on the street or in the grocery store see them they always tell you "oh my god she looks like a little doll, your baby is adorable 🥺"