#Sterling A Brown

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Our Souls Have Grown Deep Like Rivers - Black Poets Read their work

2 x CD, Compilation, 2000

[leclercari]

i need everyone to hear the story of colman domingo meeting his husband bc it's just the most beautiful thing i've ever heard

[dilfgifs]

Sterling K. Brown | American Fiction (2023)

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At least she’s not white again. Your wife was white. My wife was a beard, beards don’t count. 

STERLING K. BROWN as CLIFF ELLISON AMERICAN FICTION (2023) dir. Cord Jefferson

[laf-outloud]

OMG! Milo and Sterling fanboying over Jared? I love it!

Thanks to Lisa62177 on Twitter for posting this!

[gayzing-away]

Sterling K. Brown in Honk for Jesus. Save Your Soul. (2022)

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Biosphere (2022) dir. by Mel Eslyn

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Sterling K. Brown

[selineram3421]

*😶*

The Night Before

DDCR Headcanons 2

Alastor & Deer Demon Child Reader

Warning! ⚠

⚠ gender neutral child reader, nightmare, cussing and fighting in Bold, Italics= thoughts, hurt/comfort, "singing."-Alastor, song lyrics. ⚠

It was dark.

Walking down the hallway to your parent's room was always scary, but you knew that Moma was at the end of it.

She was safe and warm, and nice.

But the noises you heard as you got closer scared you.

It was like thunder.

There was shouting and crashing noises coming from the other side of the door. You heard Dad saying bad words and more thumps, then Moma tried to speak but he kept talking louder.

"You're a fucking liar!"

"Please listen-"

"Shut the fuck up you good for nothing bitch!"

There was another loud thump, like something was thrown on the floor.

"I can't believe you spent almost all our money on food! What about the stuff I need to buy, huh!?"

"They can't drink beer and smoke!", your Moma yelled back. "We can't live off of that, its unhealthy and it smells! I bought the food for all of us!"

"Shut. The. Fuck. Up."

You were a few steps away from the door now. The only light you saw was from under the crack, the occasional shadow and the familiar sound of your dad's footsteps passed by in front of it.

"Don't tell me what to fucking do with my money!"

Why was he yelling at Moma? Wasn't he happy earlier? We had his favorite for dinner..

"Where's your money? You work more than me but always seem broke by the end of the month!"

"I've been buying-"

"So you are fucking spending!"

The yelling was scary, but you wanted to see your moma.

So you knocked on the door.

The door opened fast and when you looked up, you saw the scary face of a monster.

.

You woke up with a gasp and started crying.

Eyes flicking around the room, you found yourself in the familiar greenery of Alastor's room.

"Hn..", you sniffed and rushed to get out of bed.

Looking around, you didn't find the red deer anywhere in the room and felt a little scared to be alone, then went to the door to go downstairs.

One thing you liked about the hotel was that the hallways were lit. It wasn't too dark and you could see where everything was.

No scary monsters lurked around.

Running down the hallway, you take a few turns before you make it to the lobby staircase, hearing the familiar voices of Husk and Alastor.

"Just do what you are doing now."

"Yeah but what if they-"

Quietly making your way over to the two at the bar, you wipe away a few tears before tugging on Alastor's red coat.

"Alastor?"

The two stop talking and the red deer looks down at you.

"My little fawn? What happened?", he asked as he knelt down, wiping some tears but more kept falling.

"I had a nightmare..", you said shakily and sniffed.

"Let's get you back to the room.", he said before picking you up and turning his head to look at Husk. "We'll continue this conversation later."

You held onto his coat tightly and hid your face, feeling a little better now that he was around.

Alastor was safe.

The sway of his walk made you feel comfortable as he took you back to the hotel room. No more tears came out of your eyes but your nose was still stuffy and made you sniff.

Once inside the room, Alastor tucked you back into bed. Wiped your nose with some tissues, and pat your head.

"Go back to sleep little one."

"No.", you pouted.

"Why not?", he asked.

"I don't wanna hear Moma and Dad fighting again. I don't want to see the monster. Its scary in that dream.", you explained. "Its dark in that hallway."

"It was just a dream."

"I don't wanna go back to sleep.", you whimpered.

Alastor lets out a small sigh and then remembers the music box that the snake demon gave you.

Picking it up from the nightstand, the red deer winds it up before setting it back down.

The little melody soon plays and he hums along with it before singing.

"We may not have sunshine, or starlight, or weather

But we've got each other, and that's even better."

He sang and continued to pat your head, brushing your soft deer ears back as he did so.

"You don't need the sun to keep you warm when you've got arms

Wishes come from you and not a random shooting star."

You saw some fireflies and felt warm.

"We may not have storm clouds, but the sky's always blue."

He chuckled. "It's red but that didn't rhyme with the song.", he said before continuing.

Slowly, you fell asleep. Holding onto the end of his coat as you drifted off.

.

"We've got something special here

And what we have is you

What we have is you."

Then the Radio Demon noticed that you had fallen asleep.

"What we have is you~"

He finished the song and pecked the little deer's forehead.

"Sweet dreams little fawn. I will protect you."

.

.

.

.

.

The next day, Alastor called the Carmine line and left a message.

"Good day! I'm leaving this message to let you know that me and my fawn will not be able to attend tomorrows meeting. They are feeling a bit under the weather and I want to make sure they are taken care of. Don't bother calling back because I won't answer! Have a lovely day."

*stares into the void* I woke up at 6 in the morning.

~Seline, the person.

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ML II Alastor🎙

[cigarrw-s]

"One day, maybe you'll learn that not being able to relate to other people isn't a badge of honor."

American Fiction (2023) dir. Cord Jefferson

[pulsingvoid]

weird gay existential heartfelt genderfucky double feature at my place tonight. everyone come over. i love you

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American Fiction (2023) | dir. Cord Jefferson

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AMERICAN FICTION  2023, dir. Cord Jefferson

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