#Bron breakker imagine

[mrsarcherofinfamy]

●Bron Breakker x Reader●

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*Y/N's POV*

Ilja Dragunov is having an interview with Kayla Braxton when Ricochet walks up to him talking about how he got the best of him. I walk over to them making my way in-between them.

"Woah woah woah boys. Just remember.... the dog is always lurking."

I start evilly laughing and moving out of the way from them running my hand across Ricochet's chest. Bron runs over and spears Ricochet through one of the production boxes. I keep evilly laughing walking over and leaning on the box looking up at Bron. He looks at me and smirks. He climbs off the box, takes my hand and we walk off as I blow a kiss to the camera.

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*a week later*

"Why are you here?"

"Hello Adam."

I smile walking up next to him infront of the camera.

"Why are you here? I suspended and fined Bron for this week."

"Yes you did. But you suspended him. Not me. I can still be here Pearce."

I run my finger down his chest smirking and he rolls his eyes at me.

"Bron better not be here. And I mean it."

I evilly giggle and walk away as he calls for the security team to make sure Bron isn't here.

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*near the end of Ricochet and Ilja's match*

Ricochet climbs up to the top rope and hits Ilja with a shooting star press. I climb over the barricade from the crowd, climb up on the ring apron and wave at Ricochet distracting him. He looks at me confused when Bron runs into the ring and hits him with a nasty spear. I walk over to the corner when Ilja stands up and starts trying to chop Bron. He absorbs the chops, runs off the ropes and hits Ilja with another spear. I lean on the corner staring at Bron smirking as refs and Pearce coming running out. Pearce gets right in Bron's face and I just stand in the corner watching him. Adam keeps screaming at him as Bron walks away from him and climbs out of the ring. He puts his hand out, I grab it jumping off the apron and we start walking up the ramp.

"He is supposed to be suspended! Means he has to stay at home! You two don't come here and disrupt my show! How about you keep your dog on a leash Y/N!"

Bron and I stop hearing him say that last part, turn and look at him. I hold onto Bron's arm as he stares at Adam and I lean forward looking at Adam.

"I would watch what you say to me. Because I ain't afraid to unleash this dog."

Bron smirks laughing a little and we turn away from him walking to the back as I am still holding onto his arm.

The End! 😁

(Might write a part 2 for this!)

[obl1vionblackhart]

OOOO CAN YOU DO PROMPT TWO WITH BRON PLS🙈🙈🙈

A/n: Gems at it again guys, enjoy.

Grow a few inches

Bron Breakker x Fem!reader

Requested: take a guess

Prompt: ‘it’s not my fault you’re abnormally small’

Warnings: Bron bullying his small partner

“Babe!” You called, letting out a small groan. He’d done it again. Your boyfriend Bron, he loved teasing you for being short than him being over the 6 foot mark whereas you only reached about 5’6. This time, he’d put all the mugs above the cabinets… meaning you had to ask for help.

“Yes Sweetheart?” He leaned against the doorframe with a smirk. You turned around, crossing your arms and giving him a glare.

“Care to explain why all of our coffee mugs are up there?” You tilted your head, watching as he walked over and grabbed a mug with ease.

“What, this? It’s not even so bad… shortstack” he chuckled, handing you a mug. You snatched the mug, flipping him off as you walked to the coffee machine.

“You’re so fucking annoying. Flaunting your height.” You mumbled to yourself, he knew you were joking but he found your height highly Amusing to poke fun of.

“Hey.. it’s not my fault you’re abnormally small.” He smirked again, coming over and hugging you from behind. There it was, the butterflies. You groaned, leaning back into his touch.

“Nope… you’re just tall” you muttered, smiling as he kissed your cheek.

“Whatever you say… short stuff.”

A/N: hope you enjoyed! Requests are still open and feedback is appreciated <3

Tags: @cuttingedge3

[litaskick]

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[abadbitchblogs]

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[multireese]

Dom!BronBreakker x NXT Rookie male reader

Y/n attempted to make a big impact in his debut match against NXT champion Bron Breakker. He started the match getting in a lot of offense. that was until Bron speared him out of nowhere. All wind was knocked out of the rookie’s smaller body. 

After the match. Bron cornered y/n in the locker room and pushed his hand into the champs singlet. “This is what a Champs dick feels like,” he said with a laugh. Bron guided y/n’s hand up and down his sweaty shaft, all while mocking him for losing the match. Y/n’s hand was released by Bron but the rookie continued to jerk him off. Bron came into y/n’s hand and watched intensely while y/n cleaned his cum off with his tongue. The experience was equal parts embarrassing and arousing.

Bron forces Y/n to join the Dusty Cup tag team tournament with him. In the first round Bron refuses to tag Y/n into the match even after taking a lot of damage. The duo still manage to win then so Bron does the same in the second round. Y/n originally wore long tights in his matches but Bron liked seeing his thighs and ass. Y/n loved the trunks that matched Bron’s singlet but it didn't fully cover his butt, fans took notice and you trended on twitter every week, even though you were never tagged into your matches.

Bron was infatuated with the rookie since he saw him training in the performance center before he debuted. An eagle eyed viewer would have noticed Bron adjusting his crotch area as Y/n made his entrance for their match. Bron felt horrible trying to end the match so quickly but wrestling with a huge boner is uncomfortable and technically it was y/n’s fault. Breakker actually planned to win the tag team tournament to impress y/n to make up for squashing him.

It isn’t until the final match that Bron reluctantly tags y/n after taking significant damage from your opponents, Los Legados, and their underhanded tactics. Fans popped for y/n with most jumping out their seats to cheer him and Bron. Bron’s training was evident. Y/n easily dominates and wins the match and subsequently the tournament. Bron was so proud he held you up with one arm and the Dusty Cup trophy in the other celebrating with the audience.

[d-lanx]

i just realised i didn't ackowledge punk mentioned in that promo a future match/feud with bron breakker (or did i just go insane and imagine that?????). That man is really desperate to get thrown around by big meaty men

[angie-watches-wrasslin]

y’all imagine a match between braun strowman and bron breakker n braun starts running around the ring chasing breakker with the strowman express n breakker just picks up speed n nails him from the back 💀

just a random thought i had from the sami n bron match i thought it was funny 😭

[sad-dreamer93]

Imagine requests are open!

Send me and ask/message to request

No gay/lesbian imagines, I don't feel comfortable writing them.

If you don't see your superstar on this list, you can ask me if I will write for them.

List of Superstars I will write for:

Raw:

Bron Breakker

Bronson Reed

Brutus Creed

Damian Priest

Dominik Mysterio

Drew McIntyre

Finn Balor

Jey Uso

Julius Creed

Karrion Kross

Ludwig Kaiser

Otis

Pete Dunne

Sami Zayn

Seth Rollins

Tyler Bate

Alba Fyre

Dakota Kai

Isla Dawn

Ivy Nile

Liv Morgan

Lyra Valkyria

Smackdown:

Andrade

Austin Theory

Elton Prince

Johnny Gargano

Kevin Owens

Kit Wilson

LA Knight

Montez Ford

Roman Reigns

Santos Escobar

Solo Sikoa

Tama Tonga

Tonga Loa

Bayley

Bianca Belair

Candice Lerae

Mia Yim

Naomi

Nia Jax

Piper Niven

Teagan Nox

Tiffany Stratton

NXT:

Brooks Jensen

Duke Hudson

Eddy Thorpe

Ethan Page

Je'von Evans

Josh Briggs

Lexis King

Ridge Holland

Shawn Spears

Tony D'Angelo

Trick Williams

Wes Lee

Cora Jade

Fallon Henley

Roxanne Perez

Sol Ruca

Thea Hail

[wweassets]

Just Imagine Gunther and Bron Breakker fucking 😩

or sharing a slut-

[mrsarcherofinfamy]

●Bron Breakker x Reader●

Summary: You are a NXT wrestler. Ava suggests that Bron come talk to you about accompanying him to the ring.

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Slinging my leather jacket over my shoulder, I walk into my locker room, seeing Bron Breakker standing there talking on the phone. The camera man is standing in the doorway. I set my bag and jacket on the couch. He looks over at me.

"Yeah. She just got here. Yup. See ya later."

I walk up to him looking up at him.

"Who was that and why are you here?"

"It was Ava. She suggested that I come talk to your gorgeous self."

He runs his hand along my jawline and I make a confused face looking at him.

"Why?"

"I need someone to accompany me to the ring tonight against Josh Briggs with Fallon Henley."

I look up at him and smirk.

"I thought you hated me?"

I put my hand on his chest looking up at him smirking.

"Things... change..."

He mumbles trying not to blush. I giggle looking up at him.

"You're cute when you don't want to admit things out loud, you know that? Go on, just say you love me."

He grabs my waist, pulling me into him and his face is inches away from my face.

"Good work guys. That's a wrap."

The camera guy yells but me and Bron stay as we are staring into each other's eyes. The camera guys grab their stuff and leave. I smirk looking up at him and he lets go of my waist still looking into my eyes.

"Was that just for TV or are you really interested in me?"

I cross my arms looking up at him. He smirks, running his fingers along my jawline again.

"I have been interested in you since you first started in NXT."

"Really? What was so interesting?"

"Well, for starters, you are amazing in the ring. We have very similar wrestling styles. Second, you in your leather jacket."

He does a chef's kiss, looking at me. I laugh, blushing looking away from him.

"And third, you work really hard and have a lot of passion for pro wrestling."

"Thank you Bron. That means a lot. Off topic, but can I kick Fallon's ass tonight?"

"Duh babycakes!"

I giggle, looking away feeling my face turning red at the flirty name.

"Let me go get changed."

"Here. Take this."

He throws me a blue "I got that dog in me" shirt. I catch it and shake my head walking into the bathroom. I change into jeans, his shirt which I cut up into a crop top, and some black leather platform boots. I let my hair down out of my ponytail and shake it a little. I walk out of the bathroom seeing Bron sitting on the couch, on his phone.

"How does this look?"

He looks up at me, drops his phone out of his hand, his eyes go wide and his jaw drops.

"You look.... amazing."

"Thank you."

"God damn."

He stands up and walks over to me.

"What?"

"God damn, I am a lucky man."

He pulls me to him by my waist and I giggle putting my hands on his chest. There is a knock on the door than a producer yells that we have 2 minutes. Bron grabs my hand and we walk out of the locker room heading to gorilla. We get there waiting for Josh and Fallon to finish making their entrance. His music hits as we walk out to the ramp and down to the ring.

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*nearing the end of the match*

Bron hits Josh with a nasty spear and goes for the cover. Fallon climbs in the ring, trying to break up the pin but I climb in and hit her with a nasty spear as well. The ref hits the mat three times and Bron gets the win. I walk over to him, grabbing his wrist and holding it up in victory. He looks over at me smirking.

"That spear you just did was so hot. You gotta keep doing it."

I giggle looking up at him. He grabs my face and kisses me infront of everyone. I kiss him back wrapping my arms around his neck as he wraps his arms around my waist. The crowd starts going crazy as the show ends with us kissing in the middle of the ring.

The End 🫶

[obl1vionblackhart]

How is that fair?

Bron Breakker x Fem! Reader

Requested?: yes, by gem ❤️❤️

Warnings: fighting, yelling, slight swearing

Summary: You’re Grayson Waller’s sister, when training at the PC with your (secret) boyfriend Bron, a brawl breaks out between your beloved boyfriend and your brother… and you’re left to pick up the pieces.

(Gif not mine!!)

“Oh come on, you can’t be tired already” your boyfriend, Bron- let out a laugh as you groaned.

“Well I am! I’m smaller than you are.” You huffed, sitting on the floor with a pout. You’d been dating Bron for 4 months now, without your brother’s knowledge. To say he’d be mad was.. an understatement. Your brother, Grayson.. he didn’t get along with many people, as sad as it was you were one of his very few friends.

“Oh come on, try.” He chuckled, holding his hand out to you. You stared at him for a second, before taking his hand and pulling yourself up. He gave you a goofy grin, causing you to laugh softly as he kissed your head.

“I’m gonna go say hi to Monika, don’t miss me to much” you mumbled to him, before walking over to Monika. The two of you talked for a bit, trading tips and training for a while. You were both snapped out of conversation as a commotion gathered, you turned your head and your mouth dropped open in horror. Your brother and Your boyfriend… beating the living hell out of each other.

“Shit..” you mumbled, sprinting over to get in between them. “Come on Bron!” Your brother yelled, going to punch the side of his face. “Both of you!!! Stop!” You shrieked, pushing them apart as you faced Bron.

“He started it! He came in here yelling!” Bron tried to defend himself, only for you to shush him and pull him away. Your brother watched you with a frown, throwing his arms up. ‘Hold on’ you mouthed to him, leading Bron to the other side of the ring.

“Calm down.. I don’t care who started it, are you okay?” You spoke softly, holding the side of his face. He nodded, melting into your touch “I’m fine.. are you?” You waved him off with a chuckle “of course I am”

“Okay..” he mumbled with a smile. “Okay” you whispered back, kissing him softly. He kissed back, before you were suddenly jerked to the side and bron fell to the floor. You looked up in shock, your shock turning to anger as you spotted the face of your big brother.

“Stay the hell away from my sister you bitch!” He yelled, pulling you up by the arm. You pulled your arm away, giving him a firm slap on the face before helping your boyfriend up.

“I’m a grown ass woman! Don’t you dare lay a hand on my boyfriend again.” “Boyfriend?! Y/N!-“ Grayson starter, his hand gestures all over the place. He couldn’t believe his ears, of all people, you were with him???

“No Grayson. Stay the hell away from him” you snapped, leading bron out of the PC and into the parking lot. You sighed, running a hand through your hair. You looked up at Bron, to see a smirk on his lips. “What?” You chuckled, as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders

“You’re hot when you’re mad” he said, his eyes scanning the parking lot. You scoffed playfully, shaking your head “was I not hot before?”

“You’re always hot baby, but that was a new level” his smirk returned, pulling you into a steamy kiss.

Watching from a distance, was Grayson. There was no way in hell this was going to continue… not if he has something to do with it.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed!! (Especially you Gem 🤭) requests are open, knock yourselves out!!

Tags: @cuttingedge3

[itjazzbicch]

Champion Versus Champion

Pairing: Bron Breakker x Fem Reader

Summary: The reader is the best NXT womens champion and she is cocky about it, interrupting Bron and Cameron Grimes, shutting them both down with words and when she hears backstage that Bron’s upset, she confronts him and “fight” over who’s the better champion…

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY!)(Swearing, degradation, oral M receiving, masturbation, fingering, foreplay, rough sex, choking, unprotected sex)

(First time writing for Bron and wanted it to be KINKY so I hope I did good!)

Requested by: No One (But I hope you all enjoy it!)

Word Count: 1.9k

Tag List: @demonqueen29 @peachy-satan00 @new-zealand-chic @crowleysqueenofhell @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @thatpanpal @damnnhausen @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @linziland13 @xxx-jazz-xxx @writtingrose @cuzimacomedian @april-jeanette-wagner @starwithaheart

I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:

"Alright, alright, stop. Please!"

Bron and Cameron were surprised to see me making my way out to the ring, fixing my sunglasses down, strutting in heels to the ring, making sure my NXT women's championship shined brightly.

"You two literally make me cringe," I shook while getting in the ring, "And I really love to burst your bubbles, but you want to know why people watch NXT?"

Unstrapping my title, I raised up high, smiling:

"ME!"

I was the longest women's NXT champion now, the best champion on the roster, and I wasn't afraid to speak my mind.

"Who in the hell do you think-" Bron spoke, just for me to bud in:

“I am Y/N! YOUR NXT women's champion!"

I walked right up to him, putting the title in his face, shooting:

"You may be the men's NXT champ but let's face it. This show is MINE! I'm the one who puts asses in seats, makes the ratings, and puts on the five-star matches. You're only here because of your daddy!"

It looked like he wanted to tear me a part, but I had a smile on my face the whole time, only adding to the burn:

"You never had to work as hard as me in this industry and you standing here and taking it proves every word I just said, is the truth! Now, get your fruit loop looking ass out of my ring. The REAL champ has business to take care of." I made sure Cameron wasn't left out either, jabbing at him, "You too, jobber! You're nowhere near my level. Get the hell out."

They did what was best, getting out of the ring no matter how much it pained them, taking the time I had to address the women's division and when each one of them came out, surrounding the ring, I burned them with the truth just as bad, to the point where I walked out untouched, strutting my ass and showing off my title as the top wrestler in NXT.

"Woo, would I hate to be you right now," I heard a snicker in the back when I got to the back, turning to see Sikoa in the corner, "Bron's going to get a girl after you or something after that."

That thought made me laugh, looking to him, "Yeah who? Because I'm undefeated and just addressed every bitch in this place and not one of em stepped up."

He had nothing to say to that, flipping my hair and heading to the locker rooms, all eyes were on me and in the hall, I heard Bron's voice:

"When you see that bitch, tell her to come here!"

"Who are you calling a bitch?!" I said quickly, storming my way over to his locker room, saying to the crew member, "You're no longer relevant."

I went right into the locker room with intentions of putting him in his place, AGAIN, but when I slammed the locker room door shut, I turned to see him in nothing but a towel, still wet from his shower.

Why was I frozen?

"I was talking about you!" He snapped, still pissed off, "I won't even lie to you, you are a good wrestler! You are a good champ! But you need to watch your mouth!"

"Let me tell you something baby boy," I stepped up, "If you can't handle some criticism, you'll never be champ for long, a wrestler for long as a matter of fact. I could've said worse if we're being honest."

"Oh, I can handle it, but you're a special case. You have more ego than you do brains," He huffed, watching his chest heave, big and broad, water droplets running down it, "Now, here you are, not even listening to me."

I was zoned out, not able to keep my eyes off his body, saying without thinking:

"I like you more when you just stand there and look pretty."

"Excuse me?" He laughed softly, then got serious, having me against the wall, towering over me with another pissed off look, "I could say the same to you, but guess what? You pissed me off and that's the last thing you should do to me. I'm NXT champion for a reason and you can find out."

"Champion versus champion?" I giggled softly, wiping his chest that was steaming hot, looking up into his eyes, "I'm undefeated. So, good luck with that."

I never knew how fast he truly was till he snatched away my sunglasses in a flash, hand able to take my whole throat, growling with a kiss:

"That streak's going to end and when I'm done, you're going to stop being such a bitch."

I loved that he thought calling me a bitch would get under my skin, having him squeeze my throat harder and blocking air when I whispered:

"You can never change a bad bitch."

"That right?" He already noticed that I was checking him out, which was a weakness that he had advantage of, throwing off his towel and laughing at how quickly my eyes shot up open to observe.

And God, that body almost turned me into his biggest fan, big from head to toe and with that bit of water still on him? It almost had me drooling.

"Oh, you like what you see?" He looked down along with me, his grip so tight that I grew a little lightheaded, "What happened to me looking like fruit loops?"

"Shut up before I suck your soul out through your dick," I smiled, breathing when he loosened up:

"With that big ass ego, I already know you think you're the shit. You'll suck my soul out? Try it."

He let me go with a slight push and without any words, I dropped straight to my knees, accepting the challenge and smiling up to him:

"Going to give you the match of your life."

I was always a showoff, kissing the tip softly before taking it in, bobbing my head and deep throating his cock in one go, and one go was all he needed to feel.

My back smack the door with a hard thrust of his hips, pushing his cock even further down my throat, taking a tight handful of my hair and pulling softly.

"Took that like a slut," He looked down at me, smirking and kept thrusting, growing faster but had to watch me smile and bob my head right along still, even with a sore throat, taking a handful of his balls too with saliva all down my chin.

He wasn't winning just yet; I managed to hold him still, sucking harder and moving faster, making sure I still he was throat deep, then tapped his ass to let him fuck my throat some more.

"Better watch it," He swatted my hand away, gripping my hair with both hands and fucking my throat till I couldn't breathe anymore, coming to slow stop when he saw that I was a bit dazed.

"I'll admit," I breathed deep, wiping my chin, "You know how to work it."

He just smirked confidently, flexing and showing how he was rock solid in every part of his body from his arms to abs to his legs, and when he looked down, between my skirt, he observed:

"Can't even wear panties?"

"What?" I shrugged, placing my hands between my thighs, "Not like anyone's seeing or getting it."

That made him cock his eyebrow and I decided to tease him more, rubbing myself knowing he couldn't see, laughing:

"Besides, no one here could get me off anyway."

Making him mad and working him up was the funniest thing to me, moving my hand faster as he watched, letting him see as I pulled my skirt up, spreading my knees further, rubbing my clit fast and looking up:

"Think you can, hm?"

When my fingers dipped down, fingering myself softly, he was so close to snapping and before I could get out another word, he took my other hand, standing me up against the door, fingering me with two already, having me squirm at the sudden stretch, growling:

"I know I can."

"I let you have your fun," I looked with puppy dog eyes, grinding down into his hand, and stroking his cock at the same time, "I say I deserve a little treat and you're still ready to go."

"Always ready to go," He stopped everything he was doing, picking me up in one arm and going to the table, shoving everything off it and throwing me on my stomach, spreading my legs, "Come on, I know you're flexible."

"Someone pays close attention to my matches," I smiled back, fixing myself into a split and watching him positioning himself, smacking the table hard.

"Can't take it?" He had the laugh when I turned, not letting him see my face after pushing all his cock in.

He was a lot to take, so worked up and his girth really gave me a stretch, gripping onto the edge of the table as he smacked his hips into my ass hard, about putting his cock in my stomach.

"The bitch finally stopped yapping," He laughed, smacking my ass and going off, thinking he had me, but I turned my head, snapping:

"You still gotta get me off, baby boy. So, don't think I'm down just yet."

"Then why are you so quiet?" He brought up, leaning to hold me by the throat again, growing rougher with his whispers, "Because my dick's good and you don't want to admit it?"

It felt like my head was about to explode from not moaning, snapping and finally breaking:

"I already told you! You know how to work it! Now, just keep fucking me, Bron! F-Fuck!"

"Don't worry, I'm going to do more than just get you off," He huffed, holding my hips and about pulling the table with him, but listened and didn't slow down for even a second.

For a moment, I was worried the table might snap in half from how strong he was, the force coming down into me and into the table.

I could care less about all of the shot we were taking at one another, feeling how tight my core was with heat, the pleasure making me lightheaded again and not even realizing how loud I was moaning, soon screaming out his name, knuckles white from gripping the table so hard.

"This pussy is nice and tight," He huffed at how hard I was squeezing him, "Been waiting for someone as good as me."

My frantic nods made him smile, throwing my head back with a cry:

"Come on, Bron. I'm so close to cuming!"

"Starting to think no one has ever got you off," He kept hitting the right spot that was bringing my orgasm closer, "Never think I've seen you praise someone."

"Be grateful it's you," I breathed, holding his hand tight, crying more, "It's right there! Bron, please!"

"I ain't stopping you," He held, spanking my ass hard and we both groaned at my hips jerking upward, walls pushing and wetness gushing without any warning, having my face drop to the table, smiling tiredly at his groan, "Jesus fuck, Y/N.”

“They call you Bron Breakker for a reason, huh?” I whispered, making us both laugh, but he took it so seriously, asking:

“So, you going to respect YOUR NXT champion now?”

“Hmm,” I debated, turning my head to looks up into his eyes and smile, “I’d say we’re equals now.”

[legit9thlunaticwarrior]

sfw alphabet for bron with letters a, b, g, o, & x please?

brain go brrr i love him

|remember to leave feedback and i love all you heathens|

~SFW Alphabet : A,B,G,O,X~ Bron Breakker x fem!reader

*inevitable size shite bc i can and letter g got somewhat lewd. donna does a lil projecting and takes matters into her own hands for letter x*

A ~ Affection (how affectionate are they? how do they show it? how do they respond to it?) Bronson is the type of boyfriend that’s just a teddy bear. Like, he would just come up behind you and wrap his arms around you. In the beginning of your relationship, he would keep a lower profile with PDA. Simple things like just holding your hand or putting his arm around your shoulders. When you went more public, mans had no fear kissing you in the middle of a store or calling you sweet nicknames. His response to affection is adorable; he’ll still get all flustered around you sometimes. 

B ~ Best Friend (what would they be like as a best friend? how would the friendship start?) You and Bronson met after his debut. He basically treats you like his little sister. Messing with you, busting your ass at the gym, and training together. The two of you refuse to do in-ring training with anyone else. 

G - Gentle (how gentle are they physically and emotionally?) Previously stated: teddy bear. He’s bigger than you so he obviously uses that to his advantage, treating you like a doll. The first time you did the deed, he was scared of hurting you but you reassured him that he won’t hurt you. Emotionally, you both understood the concept of kayfabe and both of you are wrestlers so getting hurt comes with the territory; but that never stopped the other from worrying. His current feud with Joe Gacy made you shudder a lot but when you both sat down and talked about, he couldn’t have been more understanding. He listened to every single feeling and thought you had. 

O - Open (when did they start revealing things about themselves? all at once or a little at a time?) You were already friends so you knew a lot about each other. As your relationship grew, you noticed his little habits. Fidgeting or how he picks at his cuticles when he’s under a lot of stress. He didn’t have to tell you a lot, you noticed. When it came to how much he got in his head, he opened up about not living up to the legacy of his father or uncle; that was about 3 months into your relationship.

X - Xtra (random headcanon) Nervous was an understatement to describe when you met his family the first time. You had been dating for two months and the guy was head over heels for you, so why not introduce the love of his life to his family? “I’m under dressed aren’t I? I knew I should have worn the dress.” You had settled on a black romper with sunflowers on it after going back and forth with what to wear. You two had finally made it to his parents’ house. Bronson knew you were anxious, he put his hand on your bouncing thigh to calm you “You look perfect princess.” “But what if they don’t like me?” His hand went up to stroke your cheek with his thumb, “They’re going to love you. How can they not?”  He was right, they loved you. His mother was so happy to have a daughter, his dad and uncle greatly admired your in-ring skills and the way you can match Bron’s work ethic, and his brothers were happy to finally meet the girl their brother adored. 

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[stressedemoblackbratz]

the only exception

pairing: bron breakker x fem!reader

warnings: swearing and violence.

request: can we get a fic for bron breakker where he has a crush on reader? tysm!!

a/n: i hope i did well and you enjoy this sweetheart!

words: 808 + not proofread

you are the only exception.

“to be honest..” you spoke into your mic. you were standing in the ring with Electra Lopez doing a promo for your match next week against two people you both couldn’t stand, Tiffany Straton and Mandy Rose.

“this is getting boring. you two flaunt the fact you have money, Tiffany more than Mandy. you both think the entire locker room should bow down to you, and that’s damn sure ain’t about to happen when it comes to the two of us.” you said pointing a manicured finger between you and Electra.

you both had similar outfits on. you both wearing white open toed platform heels, her with a white bandeau top, blazer, and shorts set while you opted for a white cami dress and cardigan.

Electra moved closer to you and stared deep into the camera. “daddy should’ve told you not to mess with us.” she said at Tiffany.

“and the WWE Universe should’ve told you that belt is going home with me at New Years Evil.” you spoke to Mandy, the crowd cheering the two of you on.

you knew there was only a matter of time before the two of you were interrupted by them. turning to Electra you nodded at the ramp as a signal to leave before suddenly toxic attractions music hit, both Tiffany and Mandy appearing.

they both looked you two over before laughing.

“my daddy said you’re both just jealous.” she smirked. Mandy giggled at her before addressing you.

“y/n, i think her dads right.” she spoke before stepping closer to the ring. “you’d never have my title.” she said raising it into the air.

you brought your own mic up to speak before Grayson Waller’s music hit.

“well this is getting messy.” Wade announced to those at home.

you looked at him with a raised brow before looking at Electra, her face mimicking your own while the crowd boo’ed at his presence.

“ladies ladies!” he called. he did a double take at the two offending girls before walking to the ring and eyeing you two.

he was so weird.

“there’s enough of me to go around.” he spoke into the mic as he smiled opening his cheetah print button down.

Electra laughed at him and sighed.

“boy nobody wants you. you’re not Xyonn.” she told him.

Mandy laughed too before looking him up and down. “definitely not Otis.”

“and my daddy said I don’t need to waste my time on boys like you!” Tiffany quickly said while swinging her purse.

Grayson’s face fell before he turned to you.

you definitely didn’t like him. you had been eyeing Bron since you debuted.

“well y/n…” he smirked before walking up and getting into your face. you backed up each time he moved forward, only stopping when your back hit the ropes.

his face was way too close.

“can someone come get him?” Vic mumbled at the announce table.

“what do you sa-“ his started before his voice was drowned out by the sound of Bron Breakker’s music.

great.

you were supposed to put Mandy and Tiffany on notice.

not call out the whole damn roster.

Bron ran out with his usual attire, his muscles showing and he showed pure aggression with his own mic in his hands.

“she said back the hell up Waller.” Bron said climbing onto the ring also. Electra had backed up with the extra body’s added into the ring and stood in a corner while Bron got into Grayson’s face.

Grayson’s blue eyes widened as he backed up from you. the stronger and taller male in front of him was freaking him out.

“he-hey Bron.” he stuttered out, licking his lips and looking between the both of you.

“i-i didn’t know she was yours.” he said holding his palms out and upward to Bron.

Bron turned and looked at you in the corner of his eye before cutting his eyes back at Grayson.

“after what you pulled with Johnny i should beat your ass.” Bron told him, Waller rolling his eyes at the mention of the beloved man.

“but this?” Bron asked. “you know i have a thing for her and you come out here and out your grimy hands on hers and invade her space.”

“invade mine!” Bron yelled before throwing his mic down with a harsh thump and bumping his chest hard into Grayson’s, the hit making him stumble back.

Electra made the move to grab your arm and drag you by the announce table while the two of them tussled on the mat.

it was hitting you.

Bron, someone you had been eyeing since your first day had been eyeing you too.

he came out to save you.

you hated the idea of a work relationship, but for him? you’d allow him to be the only exception.

you liked him back.

[abadbitchblogs]

Bron Breakker makes my kitty purr, finna add him to my roster 🥰

[dalekofchaos]

Stable idea. The Birthright

So I was watching this fantasy booking of Cody in WWE

The stable idea is great.

Imagine. The Birthright. 

But it’s more than just Cody and Charlotte.

It would feature

Cody Rhodes

Bron Breakker(Now Bronson Steiner)

And if you want to sign a tag team to the mix? Sign Marshall and Ross Von Erich

Charlotte Flair

Simone Johnson

Teal Piper(sign her away from WOW, it’s a sinking ship with she who must not be named involved)

Their goal is to take what they feel is their birthright(heh) and rule WWE and take all the gold. Bonus points they feud with the Bloodline and we get to see The Birthright and The Bloodline in WAR GAMES(Add Solo Sikoa, Jacob Fatu, Naomi, Tamina and Dakota Kai)