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mancandykings · 24 days
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Logan Marshall-Green || Damnation - A Different Species (1.07)
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losthavenmine · 3 days
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Logan Marshall-Green as Creeley Turner || Damnation - The Emperor of Ice Cream (1.04)
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apenitentialprayer · 11 months
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So the demon is basically someone who was created an angel, who was created good, who chose to refuse God's task — the task that God was asking of him […] now, what's interesting, though, is that they're assigned a task; who a demon is, his personal identity —his very nature, his essence— is his assigned task. So when he refused his assigned task, it was a perfect act of self-hatred. So they hate themselves too. Which is why when I hear people sit here, saying they hate themselves, I'm like, "Don't do that, that's what demons do."
Father Chad Ripperger (What is a Demon?)
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ladyhawke · 4 months
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Killian Scott as Seth Davenport in DAMNATION 1.01 “Sam Riley’s Body”
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ladyxnocturnal · 1 year
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His Sinful Craving
Leon Kennedy X Fem Reader
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You are Bartender, working yourself off day and night. Having to deal with stress and people that were too tipsy at the night club. Every night has been hell for you until you noticed a male that studied you from a far every night he would come in, nothing else but YOU. Until then.. you wondered, what was going through this makes head of his..
Warning: Obsession, Smut, Alcoholism, Dirty Talk, Oral, Unprotected Sex, Slight Angst, Rough Sex, Hair Pulling
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{A/N: Back at it again with another fanfic! I’m sorry if it’s not any good but god all I can think about Damnation Leon in a bar. Like I see it lmao. ENJOY! :D}
MINORS GO AWAY PLEASE
“Don’t you dare to forget to clean up this goddamn place this time when you close, got it there sweetcheeks?” Your very “kind” of a boss demanded you. It’s been a while ever since you stepped your foot into this job. You had no other choice to really sign up for this shit of a job. Who would want to work in such a disgusting place like this? There was too many negative behavior on the daily, drunken brawls that led you up the walls to break apart. Even worse to add on, drunk old men that would come in every late at night to pick their poison to flirt with young women like yourself; disgusting.
Hearing those words of your boss could make your eyes roll but you didn’t dare to cock an attitude, what was even the point anyway? An argument? Getting fired? Seems about right. All you could do is just give in at this point, it would be a waste of breath to stand up.
“Of course, I promise. I’m very sorry about last time, it will never happen again sir.” You could gag for being so positive around your own boss for much of an asshole he can be and lash on other members here for no reason. Working is tiring but was there really a reason to show negative behavior to others? Absolutely not.
“Better not. Or I’ll cut your paycheck like I did before with the rest, so you better not fuck this up. I’ll be on my way now. Do NOT forget.” He scolded you like you was some child, paced right past you in a flash as you were left at the counter. You couldn’t help but shake your head in disbelief from his normal routine of being this rude. If you could just show your true colors by now, he wouldn’t be even able to survive.
You quickly snapped out of this aggravation and didn’t want to waste any time, just an hour then you can close this place for the night. The thought made you excited, already hearing your bed call your name. You put a smile on your face to continue the night, running the damp rag across the marble counter in front of you to clean up the sticky substance of alcohol that stuck to the counter, scrubbing it down to make sure it’s spotless to of course your bosses liking.
The thought of your boss clouded your head again with stress and rage, getting lost into your burdens. You kept overthinking the rudeness, how it was awful to work in such a place like this. Taking all the bullshit from everyone around you, even working for. When you were lost in your little troubled world, you felt a presence from afar like someone was watching every move you make.
All that rage rushed away as your head peeked up to see a male leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, looking right into your direction. You immediately noticed this mysterious male, he would always come in sometimes to catch a drink. But.. he would always watch you? Strange. You couldn’t really comprehend how he looks from how darken the bar was but he seemed tall and fit, as fit like he belonged into the military type of fit. Either way, he seemed to really caught your interest. You felt a quick wave of embarrassment of staring back at this unknown male you haven’t even talked to yet.
“Fuck. Don’t poke around the job Y/N. Not too long now.”
You cursed to yourself, going back to work. Organizing bottles to the right places, replacing empty ones with new ones that came in stock. The extra training worked like a charm after all thanks to a fellow member that worked here longer than you, taking the advice pretty well for such a job like this. It was like you were an expert after all, too much easy for you.
“See Y/N? Everything is going so amazing! Everything is going to be just fine..” you sighed in relief, trying to hold your head from all this stress over your shoulders.
“You seem tense there sweetheart.” A male tone came out of no where behind you, making you quickly turn around to see the male that always stood from afar that finally came out of hiding.
You finally got a better close look of this unknown man. He had dirty blonde hair but looked brown in some of the darkness of the bar, with some fringes on each side of his toned face following with those greenish blue eyes that lit up in the light above the marble counter. You felt yourself in awe for how handsome he really is, your eyes scanning his features but quickly snapped back to reality. But did he really call you sweetheart? You felt butterflies in your stomach from that, the actual first time you didn’t get disgusted by a man ever here.
“Well, I’ll just say working here isn’t the best when people want to treat you like a dog really.” You responded with a drained tone in your voice, shaking your head as you placed the rag to the side.
The male that caught interest in you took in your stress. “I see. People like that just doesn’t deserve your worth.” His tone was softened along with his gaze on you.
You even noticed how understanding and truthful he was, making your eyes light up. Sighing, you made your way next to him to sit on the stool, placing your elbow on the marble surface to take your cheek into your hand.
“You really think so? I mean, this is all I have right now. But I’m used to it anyways. Not fun exactly.”
You felt kind of strange to randomly vent to someone you barely knew but something about this man made you feel eased to talk to, it was nice to talk to someone every once in a while if they actually cared anyway.
“I know so. And it seems like you’re not having fun, I’ve noticed it every time I come here. I wouldn’t put up with peoples bullshit if I were you. By the way.. The names Leon. What’s your name sweetheart?” His tone was so soft, keeping his contact on you.
Leon? You made sure to take mental note to remember this unknown male. Again with that ‘sweetheart’ was enough to make your face lightly heat up. “Y/N.” You responded a bit hesitant, noticing everyone beginning to leave the bar. Some struggling to walk out from how tipsy and drunk they were. It was a daily routine to see for you, you were very used to it at this point.
It was finally time to close the bar which made you sigh in relief, turning back to Leon. “Thank you for listening to me Leon, it was very nice of you. I’ll remember your advice, it means a lot. But now, I have to close and it’s not going to be fun either for such a clean up to do.” You groaned with stress, putting your head down from so much mental energy draining you.
Leon placed his hand on your shoulder to lightly massage to comfort you.
“Hey, it will be okay. Here, I’ll help you out okay? So it can make things faster here yeah?” He made sure to make you feel better, Leon wanted to help after all from seeing how much stress you had already that bothered you. You peeked your head up to meet his gaze, surprised for such an offer.
“You really don’t have to do such a thing-“
“You have no other choice. Look, you’re not getting away from me that easy.”
The words were really taken out of your mouth. You smiled gratefully for the less stress. You could thank any god right now for Leon at this point. “Okay Okay. I owe you one. Thank you so much Leon.”
Leon didn’t waste any time on helping you out with your struggles. The both of you picked up trash around the tables, sweeping underneath tables, wiping down table tops to make sure nothing was sticking to the surfaces. Leon mostly helped by picking up trash and straightening up chairs. You were mostly the one that loves the sweeping and wiping off tables.
Leon managed to do his part, leaning against the wall like before to crossing his arms. His eyes wondered around the place but immediately stopped when you were in the picture in his eyes. The way you were cleaning the tables, slightly bent in an angle to show your perfection, that apron hugging around your waist that made him start to think of so many places in that wicked mind of his that toyed his thoughts. It was like he was craving..craving you to be exact. It drove his mind wild to think such of thing by your existence, just doing what you had to do. He knew this had to be wrong of him but ever since he came to this bar and saw you working hard, it made an inner feeling of his release in him. He craved you. He wanted you. But you were stressed which made him feel so much sympathy over your struggles. So much stress filled you but, he knew another little stress relief too but he just couldn’t do it, it would be very wrong of him.
Wiping the tabletop, you hummed to yourself to keep focused but noticed that familiar gaze from afar just exact like the beginning. You knew he was staring at you from behind, making a pit in your stomach that made your face flushed but took the hint. This was wrong, you couldn’t just feel this way for such a make you barely knew but he was too understanding and sweet. That’s what you really cared about but, the way he kept his eyes on you, scanning your perfect features, made the butterflies in your stomach grow stronger. You liked it and was very curious. With that being said, you ‘accidentally’ made your angle that you was in slightly move even more bent to show off yourself more. You felt foolish for doing this but you didn’t want to seem crazy, you felt his gaze all on you.
Leon immediately felt his eyes darken from your body bending even more down on that table top. His mind was racing, imaging himself over there making you a mess. He wondered what you felt around him, grunting slightly from that thought. But he quickly felt his mind lightly disappear when he started to get erected in his jeans. There was no turning back now.
“What do you think you’re doing sweetheart?”
‘Sweetheart’, the way he says that was enough to make your face flush even more. Looking to the side to meet that wicked gaze of his. “What do you think YOU’RE doing looking at me like that for handsome.” You gave him back how exactly you felt when he calls you ‘sweetheart’.
And oh boy did it work. Leon’s wicked behavior battled him more. The male couldn’t hold back any longer, making his way towards you to turn to look him right into his eyes like a challenge, his hand placed on your jaw to force eye contact from you.
“You really want to know why I’m always looking at you?” He chuckled, his thumb slowly swiping across your bottom lip. “I can’t help that you’re the only woman I crave for. I mean look at you, you’re gorgeous and I can’t help but want to make you mine. Only for me hon.” He voice lowered an octave as he spoke.
Your face was nothing but a huge shade of red, taking in every word of his that made your mind going into other places; desire.
“Really now? How exactly do you want me to be yours then?” You teased, your eyes locking up at the male so ‘innocently’.
Leon could read you like a book, he figured you were teasing him which made this more fun for him. “How about, I show you then rather tell yeah?” He smirked with a light chuckle.
Before you could say anything, his lips connected to yours with passion, not even hesitating to match with his kiss. With this passionate kiss, the male wrapped your legs around his waist to boost you up to take you onto the marble counter to untie your apron around your neck to fall smoothly off your body. Your hands ruffled into his messy hair, combing his fringes back with your fingers. Leon broke the kiss a brief moment to take off your shirt, you helping him out of his black jacket to clatter to the ground. Leon started the kiss back again, craving more of your lips moving against his.
This was an amazing feeling to you, I mean you pretty much did ‘owe him one’ but not only for his satisfaction, it was for you and his satisfaction. You both craved each other. This whole knew feeling was making you hungry for more desire, your hands running down his shoulders to his chest to his belt to unbuckle quickly to pull from his loops to fall to ground. Leon couldn’t help but to chuckle in the kiss, pulling away to take an amazing sight of you in your bra. “You’re so beautiful.” His voice was soft, his hands unclipping the back of your bra to reveal your breasts.
His voice felt like music to your hears, bringing him closer to give him a kiss onto his lips. Leon made his hands fondle your breasts, his thumbs softly grazing onto your nipples that ran shivers down your spine. “What’s wrong? You’re already sensitive sweetheart?” He teased, lowering his mouth to suck onto your nipped that made you gasp in awe. “Fuck- Leon-“
Hearing his name come out your mouth like this was making his craving even more worse. He was growing impatient. He brought his lips to your neck to leave slow trails of kisses to find your good spot to mark just right. You whimpered, the anticipation was killing you. It was strange how this male suddenly took a big toll on you, catching big interest in you and now here you both are, having a sinful craving together.
Leon wasted no time to pull your pants down along with your underwear, lowering himself on his knees. His arms pulled you close to him by your legs to hook his arms around your thighs. “Fuck, you’re so fucking breathtaking.” He cooed, his eyes staring right up at you.
You locked eyes with him, watching himself inch his mouth close to your flower. His mouth connecting perfectly to your bundle of nerves. Your eyes closed to take in this pleasure the male was giving you, one of your hands gripping into his hair to bring him closer, the other gripping into the the counter. “Fuck! Oh my god Leon..-“ you moaned out in satisfaction.
Leon loved hearing you moan for him, feeling very confident with his actions to making you feel this good. He gently sucked onto your clit, receiving pleasured moans to escape your mouth. Your body slightly jerked from being sensitive but pleasure overflowing you all over.
He loved how you taste; lust and like candy to him. You were going crazy from this pleasure high. Wanting even more of Leon. “L-Leon!- Please..!” You whined with hitched breaths. He stopped his actions, his thumb rubbing your bundle of nerves slowly in a circular motion to look up at you with a grin. “Please what baby?”
“Please!- Please fuck me already!.” You begged, making you slightly embarrassed to beg in a state like this. Seeing this whole side of you made Leon surprised, he wasn’t complaining one bit though. Begging was enough to make his confidence boost up from getting to you so easily.
“You’re so adorable, begging already for me to make you a mess? You’re naughty after all.” He chuckled, making himself get up to make you bend against the counter. Making the tip of his cock teasingly rub between your folds that made his cock wet. “Just to let you know sweetheart, you’re not gonna be able to walk for a week.” He quickly added, immediately slamming himself inside you to make you squeal.
You were taken back from how fast he slammed inside you that easily, gripping into the marbled counter. “Le-! Ah!-“ your breath hitched, his hips moving in a fast pace in no time to make you speechless but making you a moaning and screaming mess.
Leon groaned from how amazing you felt around his cock, catching brief sight of seeing himself move in and out of you so perfectly along with your wetness. “Fu-Fuck you feel so fucking amazing.” He growled under his breath, his hand gripping into your hip, the other pulling your hair to make your head go back.
You couldn’t speak from how much he was abusing your good spot, your body trembling in so much pleasure. Tears formed into your eyes in ecstasy. It was crazy for how Leon was going so fast and rough with you. His grip tightened more into your hair, pulling you back more to make sure your body was angled just right to make his cock hit asking your good spot each time he thrusted inside you.
“L-Look at you, taking my fucking cock so perfectly. This cunt is all fucking mine.” He growled between each thrust, drilling into more with all his energy.
The pit of your abdomen started to build up with your climax, trying to hold back to not cum just yet but was failing so miserably. “Leon!!- I’m- I’m-!”
“What? Are you going to cum? Do it. Cum all over my fucking cock.” He chuckled, his breathing getting more heavy as his thrusts were more sloppy and full of the rest of his energy. The more he thrusted, the more he was going to release his climax as well.
With that being said, you didn’t hesitate to release your climax. Your body feeling weak from all the aggressive sex Leon was giving you.
Leon quickly pulled out to pump himself a couple of times to release his seed onto your ass, grunting to himself as he felt the aftershock messing with him. “Fuckkk…”
You panted, managing to hold yourself against the counter weakly, looking behind you to see the messy male. “S-So, I’m all yours now huh?” You chuckled playfully, causing him to laugh.
“You got that right sweetheart.” His gaze softened, grabbing a rag to wipe away the mess he made on you. “There we go. How about we get the hell out of here and go to my place?”
You couldn’t help but smile, trying to get the strength to bend to get your clothes to place back on piece by piece. “I’d love that.”
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adawongfiles · 11 months
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✧ resident evil: damnation — concept art (2012).
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highball66 · 8 months
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A comment rubyredstarbolt made on another post in conjunction with my recent rewatch of Damnation really got me thinking about a few different scenes in the movie and how that ties into the rest of the franchise. I’ve been on a bit of a “it finally look like they’re going somewhere with Leon being the government’s bitch” kick lately, and my analysis-post sense were tingling: Damnation is arguably one of it not the best written CGI film for the RE franchise. There’s a lot to talk about there between the depiction of Leon’s trauma and the arcs of the characters, but I think they way they slowly built up to the reveal of what the government was doing behind the scenes was my favorite.
When Leon first arrives at the ESR, we’re informed that the country is currently experiencing a civil war (using BOWs, meaning that innocent people are going to die and this will wind up being far more than only a civil war), Leon had been pulled off furlough* to run this mission, and that immediately once he is deployed and on the ground, the US “backs out” of the situation due to political reasons. Despite Hunngian’s warnings, Leon is determined to run the mission with or without the approval of the government because he knows they are using BOWs and how catastrophic that will be, especially for innocent civilians.
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 By the time the battle starts to come to an end, Leon looks up to see American fighter jets flying overhead, performing aerial strikes. Along with the audience, Leon comes to the realization that the government had been watching him all along, meaning they didn’t actually intend to withdraw from the ESR, rather they wanted to make it look like they had. 
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In true US fashion, they swoop in and start blowing shit up, and Leon is left to watch alongside one of the people he rescued (Buddy) as the government decimates everything without care-- including the potential innocent people who were still in the city.
The US government had never intended to actually withdraw from the country, rather they were using Leon as a disposable one-man army to get rid of the BOWs before they sent in their soldiers, having join forces with the Russians so they could overtake the ESR. That is why Leon is so pissed at the end of the movie-- he realizes that once again, he was nothing more than a pawn. He was on furlough, meaning he’d sorta “temporarily laid off” but still tied to the government, and they put him back in the field to clean up the mess. The entire plan was pretty much reliant on the fact that Leon would go against orders and take out the BOWs anyway, allowing American and Russian soldiers to swoop in and overtake the country.
And Leon is understandably pissed about it. He sits there in his hotel, watching the news reports painting America as the hero, knowing damn well that not only did they use him, but they killed people in the process. “The report from ‘Scarecrow’ tipped them off, that Svetlana was in possession of BOWs from the beginning. That’s why they pulled out and ran like hell to join forces with the Russians. To protect themselves, right?”
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I can’t even begin to explain how fucked up it was, or how sad it was to see Leon come to the realization that “nothing has really changed.” No matter what good he tries to do, the government has a way of fucking it all up in the end, and they have no qualms about using his humanity against him, about treating him like a weapon meant to be expendable if it came down to it.
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fangledeities · 5 months
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Monica Bellucci
The Damned Being Cast Into Hell (detail), circa 1605-1610. Frans Francken the Younger (Southern Netherlandish, 1581-1642). The Residenzgalerie, Salzburg, Austria.
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denvilleneuve · 10 months
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Killian Scott as Seth Davenport DAMNATION (2017–2018)
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momamama · 6 months
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Time for my daily watch of damnation cause these two are so fucking horny for each other what the fuck
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poesie-abstraite · 11 days
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Damnation 1988
Bela Tarr
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whump-they-it-is · 5 months
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AI-less Whumptober
No.29) Prison (Alt Prompt)
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Law & Order 4x25
The o.c 2x19
Damnation 1x6
Big Sky 2x18
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ir3nic-sluvv · 10 months
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Has someone made a character AI for Leon Kennedy Damnation? Like if you know can you post the link for it? Or maybe create one?
Credits to: Hiragiishinji
This is the only bot I could find so far.
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no-thanks-bro · 6 months
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how can his SILHOUETTE look that good
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linjingshu · 6 months
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What do we say if someone comes by here? Goldenrod, for our winter garden. Unexpected beauty pleases the Lord. You're actually starting to sound like a man of God. Good... Because I sure as hell don't feel like one.
— DAMNATION (2017)
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