#lakieth stanfield

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Wanna wife him

[omgthatdress]

Lakieth Stanfield showing us all how to wear a long white coat!

[criticalglitch]

LaKieth Stanfield hitting us with the "I'm not going to bother you" line had me REELING. Boots Riley is a god.

[moorheadthanyoucanhandle]

BURDEN OF ROOF

Opening this weekend:

Roofman--The story of Jeff Manchester, known as "Roofman," sounds like a tall tale. After serving in the U.S. Army, the California native robbed dozens of McDonalds restaurants, among other businesses, usually by cutting through the roof before opening time, politely and apologetically sticking up the arriving employees at gunpoint, locking them in the freezer, and looting the registers.

He was caught in North Carolina in 2000 and sentenced to 45 years in prison--his gentleman bandit routine cut no ice with the judge--but escaped in 2004. He then hid out inside a Toys "R" Us in Charlotte, subsisting on Peanut M&Ms and baby food, for around half a year.

But even that isn't the most astounding part of the story. During his Toys "R" Us residency Manchester, calling himself "John Zorn," slipped out into the community. He started attending a Presbyterian Church, dating a local single mother with two daughters, and generally acting like he was putting down roots.

The title role in this new film about Manchester's exploits seems tailor made for Channing Tatum. At one point in this film a cop remarks that Manchester is extremely smart, probably genius level, but "also an idiot." Few contemporary stars seem better equipped to get across that combination of resourceful ingenuity with extravagantly imbecilic recklessness, or of sweet, guileless, well-intentioned decency with dangerous obtuseness.

Most of Tatum's costars seem shrewdly cast to come across as sharp and intelligent by contrast to Manchester: Kirsten Dunst as Leigh, the Toys "R" Us employee to whom he takes a shine; Peter Dinklage as Mitch, the store's snide, toxic manager; LaKeith Stanfield as Manchester's shady old army buddy and Lily Collias as Leigh's elder daughter all seem, if they don't always act, dauntingly smart and perceptive. The faithful, led by Ben Mendelsohn as the pastor and Uzo Aduba as his wife, amusingly show us the seductive aggression with which a new face in church, especially a young single man, may be greeted. 

Directed by Derek Cianfrance from a script he wrote with Kirt Gunn, the movie unfolds in an America in which many of us live--fast food restaurants and chain stores and apartment buildings--but which we only occasionally see convincingly depicted. It's skillfully crafted, but it depends for its light tone on us finding Roofman lovable. Because no irrevocable tragedy resulted from Manchester's crimes, but perhaps even more importantly because he's played by Channing Tatum, we can.

[noirsfantasy]

On the second day of Christmas…

𝔖𝔭𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔡 𝔇𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔰

𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 ➛ Lakeith Stanfield x Black!Fem Reader

type ➛ Fluff

𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱 ➛ 901

𝔰𝔶𝔫𝔬𝔭𝔰𝔦𝔰 ➛ You’re at your favorite café, drinking your favorite drink, during your favorite season. It can’t get any better than that, can it? The answer is yes, it can. You spot an handsome man sitting near you and, deciding to try your luck, approach. Unfortunately, before you can even get a word out, you spill your drink on him. Although, instead of him getting mad, it gives you both the opportunity to get to know each other!

𝔞/𝔫 ➛ I love cute little short stories like this. I might add another part sometime, but idk yet. But until then, enjoy!

12 Days of Christmas Masterlist

Cozy Christmas tunes play softly in the background as I sit at a small table by the window at my favorite café, sipping on a steaming cup of hot chocolate. The air outside is crisp with a light dusting of snow, and the café is adorned with twinkling lights and festive decorations.

My fingers trace the rim of my cup as I notice a handsome man sitting at the table across from me. Something about him catches my attention, he has a mysterious aura that I'm drawn to. Although, I don't make a move. I just keep to myself, sipping gingerly from my mug. The man is staring out the window, absorbed by the winter scene outside. He's got a cup of his own, untouched as if he'd forgotten about it.

I don't realize that I've been staring until our eyes meet and I quickly look away, glancing around the cafe in search of something else to look at. However, I find my eyes wandering back to his.

As if there were some gravitational pull between us, I muster up the courage to walk up to his table and strike up a conversation. But it seems that fate has other plans.

"Hey, I-" Before I can even get the words out of my mouth, I clumsily fall foward, spilling his drink and mine. The man jumps up out of his seat as the hot liquid spills onto his sweater and pants.

"Oh my God! I am so sorry! I really didn't mean to," I stammer, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment as I rush to get napkins. He doesn't seem to have that much of a reaction, but I keep apologizing.

"I'll pay for the dry cleaning. I'm really sorry!" I hand him the napkins and he cracks a smile. He then breaks into a warm chuckle, genuinely amused by the entire situation.

"It's fine, really," He assures me with a warm smile. "Accidents happen and I've had worse days." He says as he attempts to dry his clothes with the napkins. I bite my lip, still heavily embarrassed by my actions.

"Well, at least let me get you a new drink." My request is met with the man shaking his head once more.

"No, I insist, let me get you a drink, miss..." He pauses, not knowing what to call me.

"Oh, where are my manners. My name is Y/N." I introduce myself, holding my hand out. He puts the wet napkins onto the table and wipes his hand before shaking mine.

"Lakeith," He flashes me another smile. "Wait here, I'll be right back." He doesn't wait for my response before heading to order us new drinks. I take that time to grab a couple more napkins and wipe the rest of the mess off of the table he was sitting at.

When Lakeith comes back to the table after ordering, a wave of relief washes over me. He laughs as I apologize once more, his reassurance and easygoing nature making me chuckle as well. We sit across from each other, the initial awkwardness now replaced with shared laughter. It's not long before our fresh cups of hot chocolate are brought to our table.

"I'll make sure these ones come with extra caution," he says with a playful grin on his face. I giggle at the remark.

"Maybe I should drink mine with a lid to be safe," I reply as I gently take a sip from my mug.

"So, Y/N, you come here often?" He questions, causing me to choke back a laugh at the corny line. I place my mug back on the coaster and reply.

"I come here every once in a while. It's really nice this time of the year, yknow? A nice cup of hot coco on a snowy day like this." Lakeith's gaze shifts to the snowy scene outside.

"I can agree. Honestly, I like to sit here and observe people. It's nice to see the city come alive with the holidays." His eyes light up as he speaks. I nod in agreement.

"Absolutely, it's a beautiful sight. I feel like magical things happen this time of year." I admit, blushing softly. Lakeith gazes at me, a warm smile on his face. He looks down at his mug and lifts it up, holding it out towards me.

"To unexpected encounters... and the magic of the season."

I smile, clinking my cup against his, "To spilled drinks and cute strangers." My response has a bit of a flirty undertone and we both share a grin as we sip from our cups. The conversation flows effortlessly as we learn more about each other. It seems as if Lakeith and I are the only ones in the room right now. It's refreshing to be able to connect with someone who I just met and I'm eager to know more.

As we continue talking, the ambiance of the café seems to fade into the background, leaving just Lakeith and me in our little bubble of warmth and laughter. The hum of Christmas tunes and chatter dampens around us as our conversation deepens. I was right in my earlier statement. The magic of Christmas wraps around us like a comforting embrace, and in this fleeting moment, I realize that sometimes, spilled drinks and chance encounters can lead to something far more enchanting than we could have ever imagined.

[peppermint-toads]

good GOD

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Lakeith Stanfield for Flaunt Magazine