#walter wwe

[sxvnthcircle]

for the new @ringratradiofm ep we decided to talk about our comfort matches! here are mine in case you want to watch or rewatch if you've seen them before. i've tried my best to link as many as i could hope you like them as much as i do <3 can you see the theme

imperium vs undisputed era @ worlds collide (2020)*

WALTER vs tyler bate @ nxt uk takeover: cardiff (2019)*

timothy thatcher vs minoru suzuki @ over the top wrestling

ilja dragunov vs WALTER II @ nxt takeover 36*

alex shelley vs jay white @ tna sacrifice 2022

alex shelley vs daniel garcia @ beyond wrestling

*available on peacock

[melanincholysworld]

They're so cruel but so sexy

[wwefanfotoss]

[nate-the-content-creator]

It's Walter, not Gunter.

[one-hundred-small-pineapples]

Learning that Walter’s middle name is Günther makes the name change a little better. By like this much 🤏🏻

[fyterfesthq]

Requesting Mark Coffey, or any of our new WWE UK/European imports. For fun and danger!

Guys, do your thing! Feel free to comment below anyone specific you would like to see as well in this genre of roles!

[samijey]

Love my faves Ilja and WALTER/Gunther being heel buddies back in the day (WxW's Shortcut to the Top, 2019)

[r-truth]

Xavier: So, tonight, this is what's gonna happen

[spaceshipsandpurpledrank]

Sami Zayn losing to Gunther while observing Ramadan would be infact Islamophobic

[melanincholysworld]

Imperium is back together......

[jasvvy]

[ur-local-anxious-fiend]

still in my delusional era thinking that Ilja will show up in the Rumble and him and Gunther have a moment in the ring, thus, re-kindling their feud and having Ilja be the man that beats Gunther for the title, also him being the man who will always have Gunther’s number

[adhd-sonic-the-hedgehog]

Tails Prevails ❗❗

(scopy still streaming when i post this)

[sydsaint]

Imperium hottie incoming!!!!!

Summary: The night before the readers debut on Smackdown she goes out for a drink where she meets a charming German pretty boy. Unaware that he's about to become much more than just a random one-night stand.

It's a crisp Thursday night in a new city. You are set to start your new job working for the WWE with your childhood friend, Pete, tomorrow night. So you're out celebrating tonight.

Sat on a barstool and nursing a drink, you survey the pick of single men at your disposal tonight. A couple of them look like they might be interesting to talk too for a bit. But none of them really pique your interest. That is until you spot a fine-looking man sitting at the end of the bar.

'Pretty boy.' Is the first thing to comes to mind when you see him. "Hmm." You hum to yourself and carefully make your way down the bar. "Evening." You initiate conversation with a friendly smile.

Your greeting catches your pretty boys attention and he glances your way. "Evening, love." He replies, accent laid on thick.

The strangers accent throws you for a bit of a loop. 'Very pretty boy.' You think to yourself. "That accent local?" You joke to break the ice further.

"Not exactly." The man chuckles lightly and turns to you. "I'm, Marcel. Can I get you another drink?" He introduces himself and takes notice of your nearly empty glass.

"I'm, Y/N. Pleasure to meet you, Marcel." You grin at him. "And yes, I'd love another drink. Thank you."

Marcel beckons the bartender over and gets another drink for himself as well as you. The two of you chat about the city and you learn that he's also in town for work. Though neither of you bother to ask what the other does for a living.

A few drinks and couple of hours later and you find yourself getting pulled into the back of an Uber by your handsome and charming new friend. The two of you head back to Marcel's hotel, which happens to be across the street from the one that you're staying at. But that coincidence is the furthest thing from your mind at the moment.

The next morning you wake with a yawn and rise to your feet. Marcel stirs in bed next to you, so you tiptoe to the bathroom to freshen up a bit before you leave.

"Morning, Y/N." Marcel trudges into the bathroom after you a few minutes later. "You sleep alright?" He jokes, knowing that neither of you bothered to get much sleep last night.

You giggle and brush through your hair with your fingers to rid it of a few tangles. "Oh, yeah! Lot's of sleep." You roll your eyes playfully.

"I don't suppose that I could interest you in a shower and some breakfast?" Marcel offers in an attempt to get you to stay a bit longer.

You frown, remembering that you promised to meet Pete for breakfast. "Damn, I'd love to Marcel. But I can't miss breakfast with my brother." You explain.

"That's too bad." Marcel sighs but understands your excuse. "I was really hoping to hold on to you for a little bit longer." He grins at you.

You share Marcel's desire not to part ways just yet and glance at the clock in the other room "You know what? I think that I might be able to squeeze in a shower." You inform him with a grin.

"Oh?" Marcel quirks a brow at you. "Well then, I think I'll have breakfast in the shower today then." He teases you suggestively.

Two hours later you scramble across the street to your hotel and pray that your brother isn't looking for you. You manage to make it to the floor that your room is on but find Pete in the hall about to knock on your door.

"Shit." You mumble to yourself and sigh. "Pete! I'm over here!" You call out to him.

Pete turns around with a confused look as you walk over to him. "Y/N? Why are you out here? And why've you got a wrinkled dress on?" He asks you, clearly puzzled by your current state.

"I went out last night for a couple of drinks." You explain quickly and unlock your room door. "And I guess that one could say that I met someone while I was out." You add.

Pete follows you into your room and shuts the door behind you. "So you slept with someone last night, then?" He asks you.

"Yeah." You nod and walk to the bathroom. "He was this super charming, pretty boy, at the bar." You explain further. "Super hot accent, German I think."

Pete shakes his head and sits down on your bed. "Are you showering?" He asks when he hears running water.

"Yeah." You call back from the other side of the semi-closed door. "Why?"

"Your hair is still wet." Pete replies. "Haven't you already showered at your pretty boy's place?" He asks you.

You laugh as you once again strip off your dress. "Let's just say that neither of us got very clean in that shower."

"Y/N!" Pete scrunches his nose.

"What?" You laugh again. "You asked."

You take a quick shower then head out to breakfast with Pete like you promised. He goes over a few pointers for your first night on Smackdown to make sure that you're ready.

Later that night Pete introduces you to your new teammates, Sheamus and Ridge. The four of you chat for a bit to get acquainted before it's show time. Everyone heads out to the ring so Ridge can have his match against some guy named Giovanni Vinci.

"Oh my god." Your mouth hangs open when you see Vinci and his pals from Imperium come down to the ring. "Pete! Pete!" You smack his arm.

"What?" Pete looks down at you with worry. "What's wrong?" He asks you.

Sheepishly you point to the other side of the ring as Imperium come down the ramp. "Remember my cute German guy from last night?" You ask. "That's him on the right." You point across the ring.

Pete follows your prompt over to where Marcel is now standing next to Gunter. He looks back at you and puts his palm to his forehead.

"Y/N!" He scolds you. "You slept with Marcel Barthel last night?" He questions you.

"It looks like it, yeah." You nod. "And he's staring at me right now." You add.

Pete glances across the ring and sure enough, Marcel is attempting to catch your attention. "Oh I'm going to beat his ass." Pete scowls and pushes up his sleeves.

"Pete!" You grab him by the arm and stop him. "Don't you dare!" You warn him. "I'll handle it."

Pete tries to protest but you shut him up and march over to the other side of the ring. Marcel waits for you leaning casually against one of the ring posts.

"Well then, back for more already?" He asks you with a chuckle.

You laugh with him but keep to the task at hand. "Oh but we're enemies now, Marcel." You remind him.

"Well you know what they say, love." Marcel replies and pushes off the ring post. "Enemies always do make the best lovers." He leans in close.

Before either of you can close the gap for a kiss, Pete barrels around the corner and shoves Marcel out of the way and to the floor.

"Y/N! Fight now, flirt later!" He reminds you with a glare.

"Right!" You snap back to reality. "Damn, this job just got so much more fun!" You laugh as Marcel picks himself off the floor.

"You got that right." Marcel agrees. "I look forward to converting you to Imperium then, love."

A grin plays on your face. "I'd like to see you try, pretty boy." You challenge him.

[wrestlingsavedmylife]

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