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void-detective · 2 months

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Impending Doom

((GIF NOT MINE!! Dividers made by cafekitsune))

Authors note: There's no fics for this man so I took it upon myself to do a service. This is my first reader x story 😭 I'm sorry if it's a little awkward!

Warnings: teasing, slightly suggestive(?, and simping

Word count: 1,229

Edited 4/23/24: Part two here!

Summary: With your soft spot for dominant heels in the industry, it only seemed inevitable that he would eventually get to you. Although nervous at first your friend helps encourage you to approach the Intercontinental champion, hopefully it goes well.

Day 639 of Gunther's Intercontinental Championship run

You always had a soft spot for heel wrestlers, whether it be Miz or someone like Pete Dunne. You always enjoyed loving the bad guys over the good guys when I came to wrestling. So you really shouldn't have been surprised when you ended up liking Gunther, right? No one matched the pure strength and dominance of the when it came to being a force to be wreckin with.

You were seated with Rollins backstage to watch a match between Jey Uso and Gunther for his Intercontinental Championship. You had a hunch on who was probably going to win even if you knew everyone adored the Main Event, Jey Uso. You leaned back in the seat watching Jey finish up his entrance and peered over at Seth who was leaned back holding his own championship close on his lap while watching.

As soon as the lights went out in the area and you heard the first few notes of Symphony No. 9, you were inching closer to the edge of your chair. You ignored the look Seth gave you as you watched Gunther walk out in front of the titantron, lifting his head at the cue of music as the Imperium graphics lit up the screen. With his hands folded behind his back and the gold secured around his waist, Gunther walked down towards the ring.

He stepped up the stairs and made his way to the apron where he wiped his feet back and forth before going under the ropes. Once in the ring, Gunther raised the championship before looking at Jey across the ring with a smirk. He walked across the ring holding the title towards his face and turned to hand it off to the referee with a bit of a scowl.

Each chop delivered across Jey’s chest sent an echo through the arena and you found yourself sitting at the edge of your seat as Gunther picked him up. With a slam into the middle of the ring, Jey was sent down from the powerbomb before the champion went in and pinned him.

The three count ended as Gunther retained and released a breath you didn't realize you were holding as you relaxed your shoulders. You heard Seth chuckle and looked over your shoulder at him as you raised a brow.

“I never seen you so tense over a match Y/N.” Rollins chuckled in amusement as he leaned forward and raised a brow at you in question. “So it's Gunther now? I guess I'm not surprised.” The architect snorted when you scowled at him and waved at you in a dismissive way.

“Have you ever spoken to the guy?” You leaned back in your seat to look more directly at Seth as you tilted your head curiously. You knew he had previously spoken to Gunther in a promo while injured but that was as much as you saw.

“Outside the ring? Nah, but I heard he's a pretty chill guy behind the scenes though. I'd still be careful though, the rest of the Imperium followed him everywhere.” The champion added with a frown as he propped his leg over the other with the hurt one on top. His face showed mostly amusement and curiosity as he watched you stand up.

“Thanks Seth, I'll be careful.” You nodded in agreement as you patted your friend's shoulder as you moved further backstage. You moved past other superstars as you glanced at the people standing around the hallway.

You kept searching till you recognized the black ring attire of the two main Imperium members, along with the large figure of Gunther. You bit your lip feeling your nerves wrecking up all the sudden as you took a deep breath and approached the stable slowly, trying to appear as friendly as possible.

Ludwig immediately took notice of you and raised a judgemental brow as he moved in front of Gunther along with Giovanni stepping to his side with a stiff looking glare. “Can we..help you lass?” Kaiser questioned with a suspicious tone as he folded his arms behind his back.

“Uh, yeah I was wondering if I could talk to Gunther?” You whispered trying to not sound intimidated considering most of them were a lot taller than you. Your brows furrowed in betrayal of your attempt to appear collected as you curled your fingers in your jacket out of habit. You felt like your heart might as well beat out your chest and you might die on the spot but you tried to retain a calm and confident look.

The pair exchanged a look as Kaiser raised an eyebrow before peering over their shoulder at the leader of Imperium. Gunther was removing the tape from his wrist and only gave you half a glance over his shoulder before simply nodding. The other two members moved aside, giving you accusing looks as you slowed inched past towards the Intercontinental champion.

You swallowed hard and stopped just a few feet from him looking up at him as you smiled folding your hands in front of yourself. Please don't let me look like a nervous wreck. You thought to yourself as the Ring General turned to look at you with an unreadable expression crossing his features.

“How can I help you Y/N?” Gunther frowned as he rubbed his face with a towel so he wasn't sweating as much as he looked back at you, not giving much of an expression like the other two had.

“Oh uh, I just wanted to say I thought you were an amazing heel and that you really deserve to be the longest reigning champ. I really admire your work and I uh..I've been watching a lot of your matches as of late.” You chuckled before feeling your cheeks heat up noticing you basically gushed and rambled to him and looked down at the floor as you fidgeted with the jacket.

God damnit.

Gunther only chuckled in an amused way as he smirked and raised a brow seemingly getting a boost in his ego and both prided being praised so openly. His arms now folded over his chest as he seemed to almost size you up only making you feel smaller.

“Really? I'm not used to getting compliments from female superstars but I appreciate the admiration.” He couldn't hide the pure amusement in his tone as he furrowed his brow leaning down slightly to your height. Maybe he could take advantage of the opportunity just to mess with you, your reactions only fueled his amusement anyway.

“But I'd be careful.” His austrian accent became more noticeable in his low, almost dangerous tone. His eyes glimmering in a condescending and mocking way as he stared you down even at this height now. “Running around getting involved with me might just get you..in trouble.” Gunther muttered and let out a small chuckle at the way your cheeks burned brighter.

Giovanni and Kaiser came into view at either side of Gunther while the General watched you like a predator about to take down prey. The other two men smirked too as they exchanged a knowing glance then looked back at the leader of the stable. The last words of the bigger male wrestler left a shiver up your spine when he spoke again in a low tone.

“I would hate to break something so fragile.”

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sulfurz · 9 months

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ೃ༄ MEANT TO BE YOURS (sheamus x fem!reader)

ೃ༄ PAIRING: sheamus x fem!reader

ೃ༄ REQUESTED BY: @lambofjudgement

now that I've finished screaming about how much I love your writing I have a request (to fill out your masterlist a little bit) for sheamus jealousy fluff? where the f!reader's been teaming with the brawling brutes for a while and when they're feuding with Imperium the Imperium tries to convince her she's too good for them? Maybe before they're together, where he's trying to convince her to stay by being extra nice and thoughtful or overprotectiveness of "his girl" that he lets slip accidentally? whichever route you take will be awesome I'm sure of it! <3

ೃ༄ WARNINGS: um idk like?!?! possessiveness ig??? sheamus is just hot n y/n fancies him

ೃ༄ WORD COUNT: 2.6k😳

ೃ༄ NOTE: UMMMM can u tell i got carried away……. i love sheamus sm i met him once and he is genuinely the sweetest guy in the world so a stephen request ????? i am in heaven pls enjoy

in theory, the moment you saw the camera you should have known something was coming.

it was one of those peaceful saturday nights on raw, a rare evening where you didn’t have a match to be a part of in any shape or form. you were simply enjoying the energy backstage as you could hear the crowd thrumming beyond the walls, watching matches that didn’t involve you on the monitor. management had requested you come along for some segments, so you were somewhat on guard, but the most you expected was an interview with renee.

you did not expect for the imperium to trudge towards you, trailed by a camera man as they came over with their proposition.

“are you ready to be on the losing side again?” gunther asked, trailed by his lackeys sad they stopped before you, circling like hyenas on the prowl.

you could only cross your arms in defence. “what makes you so sure we’ll lose?”

ludwig laughed from his leader’s left side, an air of certainess to his posture. “oh come on, y/n. you know as much as we do. you’re too good for those brutes, pardon the pun.”

the brutes in question being the stable you had taken on under your management. the brawling brutes were a separate endeavour to your solo career, but it was no secret the group had thrived under your care. if you had been coerced into joining in the first place by a particularly charming irish man, no one would have to know, either. it just so happened your management were looking for another way to push you, and acting as manager for such a powerful stable seemed like a dream when that opportunity fell in your lap.

but of course, once you proved to yourself and the rest of the wwe universe that you knew how to handle yourself both inside and outside of the ring, it wasn’t long before others tried to hunt you down. the brawling brutes were gaining power quicker than a steamroller, and of course people would give anything to stop them in their tracks.

“and what’s in it for me? if i betray them?” you crossed your arms in front of your chest, playing up to the camera, but asking more for your own gain than anything.

“unprecedented power, y/n. sweet, sweet power.” gunther added, motioning for the rest of his stable to follow as he began to walk away. “think about it, you’ll make the right decision.”

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you gave a knock to the men’s dressing room door, a telltale shout of ‘decent’ giving away exactly who was in there — his accent certainly stood out amongst most.

pushing open the door, you were met by one single figure hanging back, but the man you needed to see. sheamus was standing there as decent as decent could be for a wwe superstar. it made you blush slightly, but you couldn’t quite understand why. you were used to going arm in arm with the man weekly when he was in nothing more than tight underwear and body oil — yet seeing him standing, clad in nothing but sweats, felt more intimate than before.

“heya, sweetheart.” he mused, charming as ever even when his in ring persona was lessened by the absence of cameras. “missed me that much?”

you rolled your eyes fondly, giving a light shove to his shoulder as you passed to take your place on a bench nearby. “don’t flatter yourself.”

sheamus grinned, a secondary emotion that you couldn’t place flashing past his eyes momentarily. he would never relent, and whilst you always had a rebuttal on the tip of your tongue, you wouldn’t deny how you were consistently forced to turn away, mainly so the man couldn’t see the reddening of your cheeks.

as the leader of the brawling brutes, it was sheamus who you came into contact with the most, and the two of you had built an interesting dynamic over the past few months. he had never hidden his affections for you in the ring, always jumping at an opportunity to be by your side, but you had foolishly put this down to his character, and never thought much of it. he was a naturally charming man, wildly different from everyone else in the roster, and it would have been easy to fall for someone like that. so, aware he was simply just being a character, you shut yourself down to every attempt to place that charm on you, not allowing the possibility for heartbreak.

“i had an interesting conversation today.” you commented quietly, crossing one leg over the other as you watched sheamus ruffle his wet hair from the shower with a towel (bright pink, and strangely familiar? was that a little decal of a flower? where did he get your towel from????). “let’s just say the last thing i was expecting today was to be accosted by imperium.”

sheamus stopped his drying motions immediately, hands coming back down to his side. “imperium? what the hell are they doing? trying to intimidate you?”

you hummed, considering how to approach this. “quite the opposite. in fact, they’ve got it into their minds that i’d be better off by their side, instead of yours.”

then, sheamus barked out a laugh and returned to his prior movements, seemingly unconcerned by the initial offer from your opponents. “well, can’t fault them for trying. as if they’re worthy of you.”

you stayed silent, watching as your friend and in ring partner raided his gym bag in search of a shirt.

“i mean. they’re not wrong when they suggest my style fits theirs slightly better. when i’m on my own i think anyone would have put me with them over you guys.”

silence met you, and when you glanced at sheamus, he wasn’t even looking in your direction. too focused on untangling his shirt straps. for a moment you thought, if that was how much he cared, then you might just take imperium up on their offer—

“you really think that?” sheamus asked darkly, not sparing a glance to his side.

shrugging, you added “i mean, we don’t know for certain but, what have you exactly got to offer me in terms of furthering my career?”

sheamus barked a laugh, but it was void of any humour. “i could list a million reasons why you suit us, sweetheart. how many do you want?”

you raised an eyebrow, his tone rattling straight through you. he was intimidating when he wanted to be, and it was clear that on stage persona was blurring with the man behind the camera for just a second.

“stephen.” you offered as warning, rarely choosing to use superstars’ real names unless the moment required it.

he spun quickly, taking one look at you before any of that hardness slipped away from his features and he was back to looking at you with a level of respect and awe.

“you’ve seen what we can do with you by our sides, y/n. you’re a warrior in and out of the ring. imperium don’t want to further your career, they want to use you for their own benefit.” he took a moment to pull the shirt over his head, before making his way to sit beside you. there was a couple of feet between your positions, but somehow the distance felt even greater.

you hummed, contemplating for just a second. “and? isn’t that what you’re doing? using me for your own benefit?”

when sheamus spoke again, there wasn’t the harshness in his tone like there was before, replaced by the sound of honey dripping off of every word. “we’ve never used you. sure, there’s no denying we’re better with you by our side, but you did all that. imperium want to use you as a pretty show piece, but to us you’re our lifeline.”

you smiled everso slightly, more having to fight the upturn of your lips than anything. “sure you don’t just like a hot woman on your arm every night?”

your stable mate grinned, playfulness returning to the air as he buttered you up. “sure, that’s a bonus, sweetheart. but you’re so much more than that.”

if your heart fluttered slightly at the tone he used, deep and rooted with genuineness, you wouldn’t tell anyone. that was a secret for you to keep.

“you’re a fool if you think we only want you to make us look good.” sheamus began again, shameless as he reached across the space between your bodies, brushing a stray strand of your hair away from your face and behind your ear. another flutter of your heart, this time more like a whisper of wind. “imperium want you to be their arm candy, we want you to be our soul. half the stuff we do wouldn’t be possible without you. you’re one of the strongest women in the roster right now, and that’s not just opinion but a fact, and it’s an honour getting to prove that. you can hold your own, hey, you can be even better, amongst the men, and i think that says everything.”

“you think that highly of me?” you asked, half jokingly, half from a place of needing reassurance. it was easy to doubt yourself amongst so many powerful opponents. “you’re already fighting pretty hard to get me to stay and i barely said anything.”

“you said enough for me to know i don’t want them getting their hands on you.�� sheamus muttered, and suddenly the gap between the two of you seemed much smaller than before. “i won’t let them take my girl away that easily.”

your eyes widened at the same time his own demeanour cracked, both noticing the slip of tongue at the same time. again, you were used to the flirting the irish man undertook in the ring, and half of the time outside of it, but any semblance that those layers ran deeper than just kayfabe and your head was in a spin.

another knock at the door brought you out of the moment, a staff member poking his head in to let the two of you know they were closing up soon.

so with a few last goodbyes, you parted ways, this time with a new feeling of confusion in your chest. it was no longer the question of whether the brawling brutes wanted you more than the imperium, but now whether sheamus wanted you more than you wanted to leave.

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after the segments on the show the week prior, it was no shock when the brawling brutes had one of their promos cut by the imperium themselves. you had expected it really, but it didn’t make the image of the four men wandering down the ramp towards the ring any less intimidating.

you stood just by the curtain of the ring, watching in concern as predator stalked their prey. you could see imperiums eyes on you, and you knew sheamus had noticed too, for he seemed to step in between their view of you protectively.

“well if it isn’t our favourite manager and her lackeys.” gunter began, practically toe to toe with sheamus as they stood leader against leader. “have you given any thought to our little conversation last week, y/n?”

before you could even react, sheamus was speaking on your behalf. “she doesn’t want to run around with little boys, she wants to stick with the men.”

gunther only chuckled into the mic, not quick enough to give his own response before giovanni was adding in himself, “if she wants men, she’s with the wrong team.”

“i wonder, if we asked her now, who’d she’s choose?” gunther challenged, the crowd hollering for you to join the conversation.

“stop fooling yourself, gunther, it’s getting embarrassing—“

sheamus was cut off by gunther once more “why don’t we let the little lady speak for herself?”

if the imperium wanted brownie points, they certainly weren’t getting them speaking about you like that. sheamus seemed to think the same, if the way his fists clenched had anything to do with it. he didn’t seem happy about it, but turned to offer you a hand to climb in the ring nonetheless.

you took his offer of help, jumping inside and trying to ignore how you were sure he was squeezing your hand just a little harder than usual. he seemed reluctant to even let go, but dropped the contact only when butch offered you his own mic to join the chorus.

the outcome of this promo was up to you, your manager had made sure that you knew that fact. he was prepared to damage control whichever side you chose, but how was the moment, and you were more unsure than ever. one look at imperium had you wanting to change allegiance. for all the talk about their true intentions, you knew one thing for certain, and that was imperiums power. they were a force to be reckoned with, and having gunther as an ally? that could do wonders for your career both in the stable and in your own solo endeavours.

yet, as you glanced to your side, seeing how sheamus watched you with uncertainty, the decision began to unblur.

he hadn’t spoken to you since the little dialogue mishap in the locker room. you had, at first, thought maybe he was disgusted by his own words, wishing he could take them back out of sheer unhappiness — but when you looked at him now, you could see past sheamus, and just see stephen, and you realised everything he had said was true.

“sheamus over here seems to have gotten it into his head that your allegiance to him is stronger than your want for success.” gunther’s menacing tone brought you out of your realisation, and you turned back to see how the man towered over you. “but you and i know better, don’t we, y/n? you’re a strong woman, you’ll make the right decision.”

a deep breath. “you’re right gunther.” a gasp echoed throughout the crowd as you seemingly made your decision to turn sides. the man in question watched you with a sly smirk, thinking his plan had worked. “my want for success is stronger than anything. so, i have to choose the side i know will get me there.”

you could practically feel the panicked looks of the brawling brutes, and when you turned to hand butch his microphone back, the expressions of betrayal were just as expected — especially from one particular redhead.

taking a step back, you made to stand with the imperium, facing your other stable-mates as the crowd shouted all sorts of nonsense directed at you, surely horrified by your abandonment. you waited a second, revelling in the reaction and allowing the imperium to glow in what they thought was a victory, before in one swift motion, you landed a back elbow straight into gunther’s stomach.

the crowd cheered again, and you wasted no time in stepping back across the ring to sheamus’ side, the grin creeping across the man’s face larger than you had ever seen before.

as you joined back by his side, he didn’t bother removing the microphone from his lips as he solidified his comment from the week prior. “that’s my girl.”

for once, you didn’t think about consequences, not caring that this wasn’t part of the plan or even prior discussed by the two of you — you knew he wanted it as badly as you by now. so, in one swift motion, coupled with a whisper of ‘your girl’, you grabbed sheamus by the back of the neck and pulled him down to crash your lips together.

if the shout from the rest of the brawling brutes was loud in your ear, the screams of the audience were practically deafening, but you barely focused on the reaction as sheamus dropped the microphone he held to the floor in favour of grabbing ahold of your waist.

#✍🏻 requests : lamb of judgement #wwe imagines #sheamus imagine #sheamus wwe #stephen farrelly #sheamus wwe imagine #wwe x reader #sheamus x reader #the imperium #the brawling brutes #gunther #butch #sheamus scenario #wwe scenario #wwe #wwe headcanon

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docgold13 · 14 days

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Batman: The Animated Series & The DCAU - Paper Cut-Out Portraits and Profiles

The Imperium

A hive of shapeshifting parasites, The Imperium traversed the galaxies going from world to world, conquering all organic life and enveloping it into itself before moving on. Although separated appendages were able to move autonomously, The Imperium was a singular being with a sole sentience contained within its bulbous mass.

The Imperium reached Mars at the height of Martian civilization. It invaded the planet and slaughtered nearly the entirety of its population. J’onn J’onzz was the sole survivor and he created and released a paralyzing gas that had the effect of rendering the Imperium inert. Believing the Imperium to have been destroyed, J’onzz entered into hibernation and remained that way for countless years.

A good while later, a human-led expedition reached Mars. The human astronauts expected to find a lifeless world, yet happened upon the Imperium and accidentally revived it. The astronauts were quickly absorbed and the Imperium’s shapeshifting abilities enabled it to furtively travel to earth and resume its ways of parasitic conquest. It additionally brought the body of J’onn J’onzz to earth, planning on dissecting the Martian so to discover how he had manage to defeat The Imperium those many years ago.

While imprisoned, J’onzz used his telepathic abilities to reach out for aid from the super powered heroes of earth. These heroes came together and ultimately formed The Justice League. Pooling their awesome powers together, the League was able to fend off The Imperium and rid the earth of this terrible blight.

The Imperium first appeared in the debut episode of the first season of Justice League, ‘Secret Origins Part One.’

#Justice League #batman the animated series #The Imperium #DCAU #cut-out #paper art

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masterqwertster · 1 month

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Having some thoughts about teaming up with the Volition.

Which, great name by the way, given their stated goal is to bring down the Weave Mind, who's mindcontrolling people, to (hopefully) return free will, aka the ability to act of their own volition, to the people.

Anyways, name semantics aside, I kind of worry that Imogen's pitch was all the people they want to stop but not why they want to stop them. Because she did not mention at all that part of Bells Hells' goal is to keep The One Who Sleeps from being awoken. Or that they are working with the armies of Exandria to help towards the stated and unstated goals.

Like, we don't know the Volition's stance on waking Predathos, or migrating to/invading Exandria.

One would hope that a group opposed to the Think My Way of the Weave Mind would be smart enough to wonder "What will happen if The One Who Sleeps (at the center of our world) wakes up? Will it actually be good and/or safe for us?" And that they would listen to people who are aware of some level of bad consequences, even if that confirmed badness isn't directed at those born on Ruidus.

There's also certainly hope that because the Volition is opposed to the Imperium that they'll also be opposed to the Imperium's plans for cutting Exandria's divine magics for an easier takeover of wherever-they-please. That if the Volition is interested in finding some home on Exandria, they're willing to be peaceful migrants and not the conquering invaders that is implied by the Imperium's plans to cut a major power source/cultural pillar.

But none of it is guaranteed and definitely something Bells Hells should confirm before fully throwing in their lot with the Volition. Otherwise they need to be on the lookout for the moment they can safely teleport out and scamper home to give that Super Informational Scouting Mission Report.

#mq blathers #critical role #cr spoilers #cr meta #bells hells #the volition #the imperium

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danwhobrowses · 1 month

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Okay sure just split the group again I'm sure nothing could go wrong this time dividing them into sub-groups to sting at high levelled and relatively unknown areas with high risk and high threat of boss level enemies in the vicinity and then go on another break to make us stew on that, it's fine IT'S FINE!

#critical role #bell's hells #cr spoilers #c3 e89 #critical role spoilers #the volition #ruby vanguard #the imperium #ruidus #unseelie court #universe really gotta hit me with Frieren season finale and CR going on a break AND One Piece going on a break!#it's like you want me to have nothing to do on Friday #honestly how many times in all 3 campaigns has splitting up worked? Not a lot Matt it's just evil PCs have died #my Callowmoore heart of course is relieved that Ashton and Fearne are in the same group this time - they're not gonna lose her again #maybe we can sneak in some combo moves for Bearne and Bashton - play a bit of holies #but still it's difficult to gauge how to deal with Athion plus maybe a dragon indoors plus Ira's willingness to leave people behind #Otohan and Ludinus can be lurking anywhere too #we still have no idea where Ryn is being kept either #the Liliana assassination attempt is doomed to fail and as much as it's a terrible choice I think Imogen needs to let her go #she talks about Ludinus like an abusive lover but acts blind to the cries of the people she says she's protecting #like woman go home! If they need you then removing yourself from the board stops them that's why there's a target on your back #but we all believe in Gaz supremacy at least #and more moon lore always gotta have the moon lore #tag reader's bonus: turtles live in every continent except antarctica #idk usually I have this many tags in ship posts so I drop a headcanon but this is more just panic so you get a nice turtle fact

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sxmcomics · 3 months

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Interrogator Solas' new crew continue to traverse the dead planet, looking for a way off world, but a familiar face is not always a safe place...

#art #digital art #digital illustration #original art #webcomic #comic books #original content #comics #warhammer art #warhammer 40000 #warhammer 40k #warhammercommunity #the imperium #imperial inquisition #imperial guard #astra militarum #web comics #web comic #webcomics

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inquisitor-edgelord · 1 year

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There is no truth in flesh... only betrayal

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A Vox in the Void's most recent gut-punch, grimdark horrorshow with Cronenberg fever dreams of body horror and adeptus mechanics shenanigans.

#adeptus mechanicus #40k #wh40k #warhammer #servitor #the imperium #warhammer horror #warhammer story #Youtube

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gotham-at-nightfall · 1 year

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The Trinity fight side-by-side once again!

Wonder Woman #793

#the trinity #wonder woman #diana of themyscira #superman #clark kent #batman #bruce wayne #the imperium #dc comics #matt reads a thing #i posted this

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jaal-ama-daravv · 2 months

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The Von Valancius Dynasty | Warhammer 40k: Rogue Trader

The Koronus Expanse awaits

#rogue trader #rogue trader crpg #owlcat #heinrix #marazhai #warhammer 40k #the imperium #the koronus expanse #rogue trader game #warhammer 40k rogue trader #von valancius #pasqal #owlcat games #rogue trader spoilers #rogue trader content #sighamadaravv

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void-detective · 5 days

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Still my Champion ❤️‍🔥

((GIF NOT MINE!! Dividers made by cafekitsune))

Author note: Due to somewhat popular demand and encouragement from @eboni-napalm. The Gunther story continues! First part is here! Thank you for the support and please remember to repost if you want to see more! Sorry for any punctuation mistakes!

Warnings: 18+, hand job, mild voyeurism, gender neutral reader, face fucking, and rough sex/handling.

Word count: 2,324

Summary: After WrestleMania 40, the Ring General was frustrated and exhausted by the end of the match. And with you following him around like a loyal puppy? It was the perfect way to let out frustrations.

You had been dreading this day for weeks but it seemed that the big day was finally here. It was held in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania at the Lincoln Financial Field where it warmed out towards the ring.

The biggest stage of them all, WrestleMania.

You knew that creative had already long planned Gunther's title reign to end, and you knew he wouldn't be happy to lose his title to the likes of Sami Zayn, the underdog of the story. It had been weeks of built up tension between Sami and Gunther, along with the addition of Chad Gable being thrown in the mix as a way to distract Sami during their matches.

You however had been attempting (and failing) to get the attention of the Ring General. Which had proven to be much easier said than done. The Imperium were tightly knit, and gaining the favor of any of the three men had proven to be a hard task to accomplish, especially with Gunther. The easiest one to gain favor or more so trust was Giovanni, who was more quiet and more observant than the other two men, Maybe he was just used to being the silent one of the group?

Ludwig, on the other hand, was a whole other story to begin with. Arrogant and loud to voice his distaste towards you anytime you tried to get too close to Gunther, almost like you had a disease. Whether it be that Kaiser saw himself more of a personal bodyguard or not, he was constantly at Gunther's side. Waving off interviews or keeping an eye peeled for threats or any of their rivals that they were currently feuding with.

Most of your support came from silent cheering or rooting for him backstage every time he appeared out for a match. Most of the time you only really got in a passing comment or compliment when he returned from a match and you received a smirk and knowing glances between his tag team members.

The glances and looks were enough to have you weak.

Sami Zayn v.s Gunther (Intercontinental Championship) - Day 666 of Gunther's Intercontinental Championship reign.

The match had been positively grueling for both men and by the closing minutes of the match, they both were exhausted. You had been sitting backstage with baited breath while the other two Imperium members watched the tv with interest and a hint of worry for their leader.

Sami’s chest had begun to turn a dull but noticeable red color from the constant chops and blows to the area and Gunther had exhausted every move on his move set towards Zayn.

You could see the frustration and irritation growing along with Gunther's temper flaring as he tried harder and harder to hit Sami with more devastating blows, in an attempt to deter him. But predictably, with the crowd's support and determination, Sami had willed himself to deliver a powerful helluva kick to the champion.

And with the three count the longest IC run in WWE history had ended.

Immediately upon the loss you were quick to hop to your feet and follow in pursuit of the Imperium in the hopes of getting a few words in with Gunther and check on him. Though you had received a nasty glare by Ludwig you had decided to follow anyway and decided to mentally prepare yourself in case Gunther lost his cool.

Although anxiously, you had waited by the gorilla till the large form of the former champion pushed through the curtains and started making his way back through the halls to his locker room. You trailed after the team while they made their way backstage and ignored the glances you received from your coworkers and friends. For someone who was always so calm and collected it freaked you out to see the scowl worn by the taller man.

Kaiser and Giovanni stopped you in front of the locker room while it was turned inside out by Gunther who had already known about the loss but was angry over it regardless. You watched in worry while he paced the room and wiped down his body with a towel to wipe the sweat, or at least get most of it off so he could cool down.

You caught the stare of Ludwig and Giovanni while you watched Gunther, but still ignored them regardless of the fact they clearly didn't like you around. You snapped out your thoughts when you heard the familiar strong Austrian accent call your name and make you lift your head to look again.

Gunther.

The Ring General had his fingers curled in a ‘come here’ motion and you found yourself anxiously itching yourself within his locker room. You kept a distance watching the way he motioned and you heard the door close to the locker room as well. Your gaze momentarily averted his blue eyes to glance over at the two men now standing guard before the closed locker room door. ‘What?’

Your heart began to race as your mind went through different scenarios to why this had ended up happening. Had you been annoying? Was he going to leave you with another ominous threat? The longer you felt all three men's eyes on you then longer you felt the increasing effects of being in his presence for so long. Were you hot and bothered? Maybe but you couldn't blame yourself when you watched him pin people or that stupid cocky grin.

“Come on, I'm not going to bite you.” Gunther mused and put a hand on his hip while his eyes followed your movement to stand in front of him. “Why are you following us around like a lost puppy? Is there something you want?” He questioned giving you a more serious stare as he frowned, crossing his arms over his chest as he looked down at you.

You opened your mouth to reply, but found yourself stammering and turned your gaze down to the floor as you felt the blush raise on your cheeks in response. Yes, you did follow him like a lost puppy but it was more because you hoped it would result in Gunther catching onto what you wanted. Yet again your anxiety began to take course and you curled your fingers into the hoodie you wore as a way to try and distract yourself. Why were you such a wreck?

Gunther raised your chin by gently clasping it in his larger digits and cocked an eyebrow at your reaction. You couldn't tell if he was scrutinizing you for your reaction or if there was worry buried beneath his stoic expression. Either way it made you shrink momentarily and swallow the lump that you felt had formed in your throat. The intensity of his eyes made it felt like he was staring into your very soul and you swore your heart would beat out your chest.

“Are you really that desperate for my attention?” Gunther chuckled and stepped forward as he released your chin. You felt your anxiety spark as your back collided with the wall and you realized he had you trapped between himself and the wall.

Your eyes went wide and your hands went to your sides as you gazed up at him being so close that you swore he was messing with you. The heat from his body alone felt like stepping out into summer heat, and with his arms caging you against the wall? You might as well melt into a puddle right there.

Reality hit you when you heard the sound of another chuckle and tore your gaze over at Ludwig and Giovanni, who were observing your defenseless position. You furrowed your eyebrows and frowned looking up at Gunther as you shifted your weight on your feet. “..do they have to be here?” You whispered and rubbed your neck.

“Of course they do, why? You don't like it?” The bigger man smirked and leaned toward you with a tilted head. “You want to gain my favor so bad, hm?” He added and brushed your hair out your eyes so he could see them better.

“I do.” You meekly responded, quietly yet audibly as you nodded your head in agreement. Your eyes stayed focused on his expression as he took a step back and placed a hand on top of your head.

“On your knees.”

The demand had your heart skip a beat and you found yourself kneeling down on the soft carpet below. You leaned back from the position you were in, you were right in front of his crotch and you felt your mouth suddenly go dry at the implications of this position.

One of his large hands kept you seated there while the other looped a finger around the waistband of his wrestling trunks. You felt dirty but it was mostly because you were aware that you had an unwanted audience watching you two.

Gunther was average for a man his size which wasn't a bad thing, all things considered but you could see how thick he was from the view. You grunted feeling his fingers curl in your hair and tug you toward him, he stepped forward to meet you halfway.

You were exactly expecting him to be gentle, but this? It was a whole other level, almost like the way he treated people in the ring. It wasn't like you weren't doing this but you were more scared of the fact you never did this with any of the talent here. You always thought it was wrong or feared you could get fired if caught by anyone else in the locker room.

You were pulled forward by the hair and nearly choked when he drove his hips forward into your mouth. His fingers kept you from pulling away as he steadied your position with him nestled halfway in your mouth. The sounds were dirty and the quiet of the locker room left you being able to hear yourself struggling to take him fully.

He would bury himself deeper, even if you couldn't take him fully down and stayed there with your nose flush against his crotch. The only sounds being both your labored breathing and the small hums of approval that occasionally left Ludwig. Deep down you knew you couldn't ignore the, arousal from being manhandled by the larger man like some kind of toy.

Gunther would tug your hair back to watch you struggle to breath and the small muffled moans that escaped you from him tugging your hair so hard. You could see the smugness and amusement coming off him from seeing you so disheveled and shaky because of him. And you thanked the crew for giving superstars rooms that were mostly sound proof.

Each thrust had you whimpering and trying to take deep breaths through, your nose while the assault continued on. And the Ring General was relatively silent through the whole session, only letting out some guttural sounds. You could feel your own spit down your chin and looked up at him through hooded eyes just to see the large smirk plastered on his features.

The salty taste on your tongue startled you and you felt some panic bubble in your stomach that he might just cum straight down your throat at the moment. And Gunther must've sensed your inner turmoil because he tugged your hair back rather roughly. The sound when you were pulled off made you flush a darker shade of pink and you found yourself gasping shortly for breaths to fill your lungs.

You swallowed hard and lifted your arm to wipe the spit off your chin as you shifted on your knees. You could tell he was still waiting for you to do something and you assumed that if he pulled off he was waiting for you to finish the job. Your own arousal and need mostly pushed aside unless he gave you permission to even touch yourself as you scooted forward. His hold on your hair finally relaxed when you wrapped your hand around the base.

It was an easy job from you coating most of him, you took a moment to squeeze him before stroking him at a decent pace. You could hear the soft breathing above you and smiled to yourself when he rocked forward into your hand with a grunt. You moved your hand faster and watched the precum leak down the tip which you leaned forward to lick, knowingly teasing the bigger man.

That really must have set him off because you felt his body tense up and his grip on your hair tightened dangerously once again. His hips thrusting forward and you leaned back ever so slightly to avoid getting the cum in your hair. Your eyes closed as you tried to not grimace even if it was the better option, you still weren't fond of getting cum on your face.

Finally his presence left you and you heard the footsteps of Kaiser and Giovanni as they moved to your side. You felt a soft fabric hit your face which made you flinch and open your eyes to find a towel had been thrown at you. You rubbed your face off and lowered it to your lap to see Gunther wiping his body down again, already tucked back into his trunks.

“You know.. maybe we could give you a role inside of Imperium.” Gunther gazed down at you with a condescending but amused grin. “What do you think?” He turned his head to Ludwig and Giovanni who had returned to his side with grins. They both just nodded along in agreement to their leader, all to knowing of the implications at hand.

The former lC champion squatted down to your level on the floor and lifted your gaze to meet his icy one. His smirk only grew as he lightly squeezed your chin in his larger fingers with a hum.

“Welcome to Imperium, I hope you can take the heat..”

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