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The Essence Of The Radianite (Gekko x Reader)

Hii! I made this cute fanfic for my beautiful boy Gekko! This is an x reader with no confirmed gender so everyone can enjoy! This is a requested fanfic so I hope you enjoy stranger! 18+

"Radianite is the most effective and powerful source of energy known to man, with its strength to give life to even the most complex tech, it's use is quite common in weaponry and technology alike. It has been found that certain individuals possess powers given to them by this energy, turning them into dangerous weapons and protectors of this source. Recently, the attacks on the Alpha Earth caused by the radiants of the Omega Earth have been tripled, resulting in heavy casualties of innocents and devastating damage to property resulting in Alpha Earth losing nearly 85 % of its radianite, making it vulnerable to further attacks from Earth Omega."

"In response to these events, it has been discovered that individuals honing radianite powers of the male gender can produce radianite themselves through their seed. It has not been yet discovered how this reality came to be, but as of now it is the only way for Alpha to deflect any incoming attacks from Omega by handing them the newfound source peacefully themselves."

"I am Y/N. The lead scientist of Kingdom's human resource and radiant research department, in my previous studies on the radiant male, I have found a new, more effective way of extracting his seed. The procedure is simple but heavily intrusive, which means that it must be executed with utmost perfection and focus. The first step is to completely bind the radiant, making sure he has no access to his powers or ways to escape. This can be done in a handful of ways: tying him up, cuffing him, while the removal of limbs is possible and highly effective, it has been forbidden for me to use such a method, and thus I will not use it in further research and testing. Moving on to step two, this is the hardest part: I found out that I can extract more radianite from a male's seed if they're under constant pain. I have not yet found a reason for this strange reality, alas, it does not concern me."

"The method I have used on my last subject is to cut two holes into his scrotum and then lead the naked testicles through them, completely exposing them. I then induced great physical harm upon the testicles by slowly crushing them between two slowly closing pistons until they were completely crushed. Now of course, even I understand that such a horror can never arouse a man, I have thus developed a device to forcefully extract the sperm from the penis itself. The device is a pump that is attached to the base of the penis, once it's activated it stimulates the organ by sliding a thick, textured, rubber tube over the shaft that simulates the motion of swallowing, like of a throat for example. Once the male is brought to an orgasm, two small and thing tubes are inserted into the males urethra, they then travel all the way to the inside of the testicles, each tube into one, and begin sucking out the seed from inside them, this is indicated by a blinking red light that's visible on the outside of the testis. Not only does this operation extract all of the seed necessary for our cause, it also brings even more pain to the subject, doubling the initial volume of radianite."

"The method I have stated is the most effective I have ever seen so far, I will move forward and test it further and upgrade the tech used so that I can bring you satisfying results."

I clear my throat and turn off the recorder, setting it on the table next to me. I take a sip of my coffee, placing it on the furniture and confidently make my way to the testing chamber. I scan the notes given to me by my higher-ups: a fresh subject by the code name "Gekko." A young male of a slim build, from what I've heard it was hard to capture him due to his powers to work with strange creatures of some sort. I've never met our "Gekko" and don't know him enough to understand what it all means, alas, all I need to focus on is my task.

As I walk into the testing chamber, I immediately shift my focus to the man strapped to the operating table in front me. He's fully naked with his limbs spread apart, tied to the harsh sterile metal with leather straps. His eyes dart frightfully over the room, his voice a confused murmur. I take notice of his artistic tattoos, I can swear I saw them glow just a second ago. With a deep breath, I walk forward, making him notice me. At first, he doesn't say anything, his expression is confused and dazed, but once he came to his senses his face twisted with pure fear and agony. "Who the fuck are you? Where am I? Let me go!" he thrashes against the restrains, trying to break them, but to no avail. I remain silent, preferring expertise over small talk and walk towards a small table with various surgical tools scattered around it. As Gekko follows my movement, his reaction becomes more puzzled, allowing me to take the initiative.

With a precise eye I pick a thin, sharp scalpel the size of my pinkie and begin making my way over to Gekko, who careful watches my every step. "Once my buddies find me they'll fuck you up you bastard!" he yells across the room, trying to intimidate me, if only he knew that his "buddies" are the reason he is here today. "We are very, very far away from home, Gekko." I chuckle, standing now directly in front of my patient. He doesn't respond, instead, his gaze turns to my scalpel, he looks me dead in the eyes, afraid to throw out the question.

I slowly bend over him and give him a small comforting smile. "Don't worry, little mouse, soon you'll become a part of something greater, something better." As I reach for my subjects testicles he begins throwing his body back and forth, panicking. "What the fuck are you doing? Don't you fucking touch me! Who the fuck do you think you are?" he screams at the top of his lungs to no avail. I don't respond, I bring my scalpel to his scrotum, Gekko tries to close his legs but the restrains refrain him from doing so. I can hear him start sobbing, his body is now shaking violently and I can see his hands tightly grabbing the restraints. "No wait! Please, please don't hurt me! I'll do anything! Please stop this. No! No!! Wait!" Ignoring his screams, I bury the tip of the tool into his scrotum, and slowly drag it all the way from the top to the bottom, making him release agonizing screams. Blood gushes fiercely out of the wound and drips onto the floor below him, I can hear him crying now, he wiggles back and forth, desperately trying to shield his penis. "This will only hurt more if you move around." I exclaim monotonously.

Without another warning, I lift the scalpel and bring it to the other side of the scrotum, repeating my movement. Gekko's screams double, the mix of his voice and sobs pierce my ears violently. Without wasting any time, I hold down his scrotum with my thumbs and with my index fingers push the testicles out of the holes, making them dangle off the sack. "Perfect." I sigh with relief and stand up, checking on my suffering patient. His body is covered in sweat and I see bruises forming around his restrains. His face is red and covered in tears, his eyes are helplessly focused to the ceiling as if he's trying to forget my heinous act. I walk back to the small table and pick up a small metal box with an opening on top and a red button on it's side. Along with it I grab a thick tube to extract my subjects semen.

As I walk back to my patient, I notice that he has come back to his senses. He is closely examining the tools in my hand, his face painted with anger and his chest violently rising and lowering. "What is that?" he grunts. "The second phase." I respond and crouch in front of him. "Take this as an apology from me." I grab his shaft and straighten it, I then slide my hand down, making him groan. "W-What the fuck.." I don't let him finish, I pull his foreskin back, making him uncomfortably twist upwards. With a quick motion, I slide the tube over his shaft and activate it with a press of a button. The tool begins to stimulate my patient, slowly bringing him to an orgasm. "You're a fucking monster, first you rip out my balls and now you're raping me? You're going to burn in fucking hell for this!" Despite his protests, I easily spot Gekko's attempts at hiding his pleasure, it fills me with pity knowing what I have to do.

As the masturbator accelerates in speed, Gekko begins to shed tears again, "Reyna, please help me, oh my god someone please help me." he whimpers, looking down in shame. I take advantage of the opportunity and grab his exposed testicles, making him scream in pain. I force the testicles into the small box and press the button, making the two pistons inside it slowly move towards each other. Horrified, Gekko musters up all of his remaining strenght and attempts to shake, move, twist, anything, but the feeling of pleasure from the sucking of the tube and the pain from the sensitive testicles hitting the cold, metal walls of the box paints him completely helpless. Despite everything, Gekko's body betrays him and soon his eyes roll to the back of his head before releasing long ropes of seed into the collection chamber installed at the top of the fleshjack, filling it almost to the brim.

In a matter of seconds, two thin tubes visibly slide into his urethra, enlarging it. Gekko doesn't react and only hisses due to his orgasm. As the tubes travel deeper inside his penis, he begins to thrust his hips upward, trying to get rid of the uncomfortable sensation. Once the tubes are neatly placed inside his testicles they automatically start siphoning Gekko's sperm from them, making him choke back a scream. The collection chamber begins overflowing, making some of Gekko's seed drip onto his stomach.

His pleasure is short lived, the pistons are now closing in on his testicles, making Gekko look at me with pleading eyes. I refrain from reacting, instead, I watch intensly as the pistons press the exposed balls of flesh excruciatingly close to eachother, making my subject hyperventilate. Blood squirts onto my mouth when one of the testicles pop in half, Gekko's screams can be probably heard throughout the entire lab, the pistons finally close in on eachother, finishing off with a satisfying crunch. My subject gurgles and shortly after pukes himself, he then faints, his eyes hollow and haunted, his body frail and weak, his mind broken. I've ruined his life in the name of progress. No matter how much he'll try to forget, he will always remember this hell, my hands that tortured him, my tools that broke him, and my face that stared at him while he was suffering.

My job here is done. I carefully take off the masturbator off Gekko's flaccid penis, making it drop on his messy stomach. I detach the collection chamber, writing the words "Radianite" on the glass. With one last turn, I look at my subject, whether he survives is now up to the ones above me. I don't feel guilt nor empathy for I know that my job is saving our humanity.

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KAIDAN ALENKO MASS EFFECT 1 CLERIC'S BOMBER JACKETS II

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Sooo...what's up?

Okay so now that I am back I would like to introduce my ao3, I will be posting my fanfictions both here on TUMBLR and on AO3. I will also be making a masterlist for characters and fandoms I'll be writing for (this masterlist can change ofc so more fandoms will appear.) I will also be opening up my asks which means that you can request a fanfiction to be written by me (pls do), please note that I will only be accepting asks with MALE READER and not FEMALE or GN!!! This is a mlm only fanfic zone so please respect this.

Last but not least, I will be writing fanfictions, imagines and short stories alike, updates might come out a little late because my school is starting tommorow and I do not know how much time I will have to write.

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I'm back hoes

Okay so like, I'm back??? I haven't posted in like a year or two which is absolutely crazy. Anyways, you can expect some yummy fanfics on the way cause sweethearts I HAVE PLENTY.

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The wounds that will never heal

You finally meet him again, except this time there's a weapon in your hand, and a mission to complete.

word count: 748 warnings: violence and also a lil' bit of angst.

Standing on one side of the massive room, holding a sword and a tough expression on your face, you would have never guessed your opponent would be the one person you looked up to: Jack Morrison. You don't move, you only watch his movements as he aims his gun at you, you notice that his mask is broken, the glass on his visor cracked and the red light emitting from it is now blinking, revealing his eyes for a second. You smile, proud of the damage you've caused, "Seems like you've gotten rusty Jack!" you yell out towards him in a mocking tone, grinning like a cat. He doesn't respond, his gaze is still fixed on you, his gun ready to fire, you would have found this determination amusing, but now? You shake your head and tighten your grip on the sword, it's blue bolts surrounding it. Your weapon is very special, it's filled with electricity that you can freely control however you want, It's perfect for dealing heavy blows, and also looks really badass while in use. "For years we have been trying to find you, and now that we finally did, you fuck up and almost get everyone killed." You hiss, filling yourself with anger, "They tried to give you a second chance, Jack, but you fucked it up."

Deciding that enough is enough, you look at him and then, out of nowhere, you leap towards him with a quick jump and raise your weapon. Jack dodges your attack last second, making your sword clash with the ground, the electricity sparking from the point of impact. Jack aims at you again, and pulls the trigger, firing hundreds of shots at you. You dodge as best as you can, hoping he'll need to reload soon, but your carelessness got the better of you, and a bullet hits you straight in the arm. Luckily, it wasn't your dominant one, and despite the pain, you keep on trying to land hits. The room lights up again and again when your sword hits the floor and the walls, it's almost as if Jack knows your every single move. You feel irritated and so, decide to pull off your trump card: You stab the ground and turn the handle, releasing a strong electric charge through the floor right at Jack. With nowhere to run, Jack shields himself with his arms, but to no avail: the charge strikes him right in the legs, moving onto his chest and then his arms. You wanna keep going, get the electricity into his brain and fry it, killing him instantly, but you have a mission to do, and you won't let your greed and personal issues get the best of you. You let go of the handle, stopping the charge and making Jack fall right on the floor, unable to move.

"This is what happens when you let anger and thirst for revenge get the best of you." you sigh and walk towards him, you kick away his gun and kneel in front of him, checking his pulse. When you feel it, you let go and bring your arms to your knees. "Was it really worth it? Constantly searching for Gabriel, trying to kill him, failing? Failing again and again until you got everyone killed?" You speak with ease, the aftermath of the fight tiring you out, you're silently hoping for an answer, but the soldier doesn't say anything. "You're not the Jack I know." You shake your head and stand up, stretching. You walk up to your sword and pull it out from the ground, you then slide it into your sheathe. You look at your bloodied wound and hiss when you finally start feeling the pain: a sign of adrenaline wearing down. You cover it with your hand and press it, trying to ease the pain. Turning back to Jack, you tap your communicator located around your ear, "I've got him, he's knocked out but alive, get someone here before he wakes up." You sigh and sit down next to the soldier, feeling a slight bit of pity for him, "If you wouldn't have been my husband I would have killed you, you dumbass." You huff and lean your head on the wall, closing your eyes. Despite telling yourself that you can do it, each time you look at him, it seems like your feelings have never left.