#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

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[eringobragh420]

This list is open for ALL the wrestlers on the list of who I write for, which can be found here. If you want someone not listed, go ahead and send an ask because I might have just forgot them. REQUESTS CLOSED. ❎ already requested KINKS UNDER THE CUT

🎀 ANAL 🎀 STRAP ON 🎀 CNC (consensual nonconsensual) 🎀 PREGNANCY 🎀 A/B/O DYNAMICS 🎀 SLAVERY (willing) ❎ DADDY KINK (Bron Breakker x f!Reader) 🎀 COCK WORSHIP 🎀 BITING 🎀 STRIPTEASE ❎ CHEATING (Roman Reigns x f!Reader) 💎 MUSCLE WORSHIP (Gunther x f!Reader 18+) ❎ BEGGING (Jon Moxley x f!Reader) 🎀 SPANKING 🎀 HIGH/DRUNK SEX ❎ DACRYPHILIA (Jon Moxley x f!Reader - author pick) 🎀 CAR SEX 🎀 VIRGINITY 🎀 VOYEURISM 🎀 TATTOOS ❎ BRAT-TAMING (Jey Uso x plus size!f!Reader) 🎀 TIED-UP/RESTRAINED 🎀 POWER IMBALANCE 🎀 DEGRADATION 🎀 SPITTING 🎀 PRAISE 🎀 IMPACT PLAY ❎ DUMBIFICATION (dom!Rhea Ripley x sub!Tiffany Stratton) 🎀 KEEPING QUIET 🎀 CUCKOLDING 🎀 SIZE KINK 🎀 FACE-SITTING 🎀 ON SOMEONE ELSE'S BED 🎀 FINGERING/HANDJOB AT FAMILY GATHERING ❎ CHURCH (Jey Uso x f!Reader) 🎀 BDSM 🎀 SIR KINK 🎀 FACIALS 🎀 FIGHT SEX 🎀 BLACKMAIL 🎀 AGE GAP/PLAY (always over 18, probably over 21) 🎀 HAIR-PULLING ❎ ACAROPHILIA (Seth Rollins x f!Reader) 💎 PANTY-SNIFFING (Dexter Lumis x f!Reader 18+) 🎀 PARTNER SWAP 🎀 VICARPHILIA (arousal from someone else's experience) 🎀 PET PLAY 🎀 TITTY-FUCK 🎀 CORRUPTION ❎ REQUESTER'S CHOICE (brat-taming Damian Priest x f!Reader)

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The Attorney Zilla Fatu x OC

Master Solo Sikoa x OC

Roman Reigns Must Die Roman Reigns x OC

America’s Most Wanted The Bloodline x OC

Puppy Love Sami Zayn x OC

Training Day Bron Breakker x OC

Slide Jey Uso x OC

Be Our Guest Jimmy Uso x Naomi x OC

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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.

[rootedinrevisions]

Hey girl can I request a Jey Uso x wrestler reader fic?

(Just imagine that the title match on RAW actually happened at Bad Blood)

Reader is backstage with Jey's family as they all watch his match against Bron Breakker for the Intercontinental Championship

Can you make it emotional too please.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thanks so much @miss-kuki-nz for requesting this! I hope you enjoy it!

WARNINGS: None. This is just pure FLUFF!

WORD COUNT: 1.2K

The atmosphere backstage was electric, the palpable tension mingling with the buzzing energy of the crowd echoing through the arena. You could hear the roar of the fans, your heart racing alongside the anticipation of Jey Uso’s monumental match.

Tonight was Bad Blood, where Jey was set to face Bron Breakker for the Intercontinental Championship. It was a night that could change everything for him—his first singles title after years of tag team glory with his brother, Jimmy.

You were surrounded by Jey’s family, each of them holding their breath as they watched the match unfold on the monitor. Jimmy stood to your left, a frown etched on his face, while their father, Rikishi, seemed cool and calm.

The energy shifted as the match began, with Jey taking control, rallying the crowd behind him. You leaned forward, eyes glued to the screen, heart pounding as Jey executed his signature moves with precision.

“Come on, Jey!” you whispered, barely able to contain your excitement. His charisma radiated from the screen, and the way he played to the crowd made you feel alive.

But then, the tide began to turn. You watched as Bron’s brute strength overpowered Jey, slamming him to the mat with bone-crushing force. Your stomach dropped.

“No, no, no…” you murmured, hands instinctively moving to cover your mouth as you winced at the impact. Every time Jey grimaced in pain, it felt like a dagger to your heart.

As the match progressed, Bron’s dominance became evident, and frustration boiled within you. You wanted to reach through the screen and shake Jey, tell him to get up, to fight back. The crowd cheered, and your family erupted with shouts of encouragement, but it felt like a distant echo amidst the chaos.

You could feel the heat rising in your cheeks, anger simmering at Bron’s showboating antics.

Just when it seemed like Bron had Jey on the ropes, the tide shifted again. Jey seized a fleeting opportunity, kicking Bron’s head and sending him staggering.

A renewed wave of hope washed over you, adrenaline surging through your veins as Jey charged across the ring, launching Bron over the ropes.

The crowd erupted, and you leaped to your feet, fists pumping in the air, sharing a triumphant glance with Jimmy.

“This is it! Let’s go, Jey!” you shouted, your voice mingling with the deafening roar of the fans. You could see the determination flicker back into Jey’s eyes, feeding off the energy of the crowd.

But just as victory seemed close, Bron retaliated, catching Jey off-guard with a brutal punch. Your heart sank as Bron slammed Jey against the announce table over and over.

The anguish in your chest felt heavy, a tight knot of worry. It was a fight for survival now, a back-and-forth that seemed endless, each near-fall tightening your throat in despair.

Finally, in a moment that felt like it spanned a lifetime, Jey found an opening, landing a devastating spear on Bron. The crowd roared, a wave of euphoria crashing over you. You watched as Jey ascended to the top rope, heart racing. This was it—the Uso Splash.

He soared through the air, crashing down onto Bron, and you held your breath.

One… Two… Just as the referee’s hand hovered above the mat for the third count, Bron kicked out.

The air left your lungs, a mixture of disbelief and despair washing over you as the realization sank in. Around you, Jey’s family mirrored your reaction, hands covering their faces, disbelief etched in every expression.

The match continued each moment a pulse of hope and despair until Jey executed an explosive spear through the barricade. The crowd erupted into a frenzy, your cheers mingling with their chants, your heart soaring with every movement.

As the match drew to a close, Jey delivered the Uso Splash once more. You felt a surge of energy radiate from your core.

The ref’s hand hit the mat once, twice, and then for the final time—three! The bell rang, signaling the victory, and the arena erupted.

Jey Uso was the new Intercontinental Champion!

You could hardly process the overwhelming joy and pride swelling in your chest as you turned to Jimmy, embracing him tightly. Tears prickled at the corners of your eyes, emotions pouring forth as Jey’s family surrounded you in a whirlwind of celebration.

“Let’s go see him!” Jimmy shouted, pulling you along as you followed the family towards the exit. Excitement bubbled inside you; you needed to congratulate Jey, to tell him how proud you were of him.

As you peered through the curtain, the sight before you was heartwarming. Jey was amidst a sea of fans, their energy radiating as they chanted his name. The sheer joy on his face was infectious.

The moment his eyes lock onto yours, everything else fades away. The noise of the crowd dims, the excitement around you blurs, and it feels like it’s just the two of you in that moment. A brilliant smile spreads across his face, lighting up his features, and for a brief second, all the struggles and pain of the match seem to melt away.

Before you even realize it, you’re moving toward him, your heart racing with a mixture of excitement and emotion. Jey closes the distance between you, his long strides quickening as he approaches. In one swift motion, he pulls you into an embrace, his strong arms wrapping tightly around you. You bury your face in his shoulder, inhaling the familiar scent of sweat and adrenaline, mixed with something distinctly Jey.

“Y/N!” he exclaims, his voice muffled against your hair. “I did it! I really did it!”

Tears prick at your eyes as the weight of the moment hits you. You pull back slightly to look at him, taking in the sparkle in his eyes—the victory, the joy, the sheer disbelief that he finally achieved this dream. “I’m so proud of you, Jey,” you say, your voice trembling with emotion. “You worked so hard for this. You deserve every bit of it.”

He shakes his head, a grin still plastered across his face. “Couldn’t have done it without you guys cheering me on,” he replies, his hand finding the back of your head. He holds you close again, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head. You can feel the warmth of his body, the steady beat of his heart against your chest, and it grounds you in this whirlwind of emotions.

For a moment, you both linger in this embrace, surrounded by the chaos of his family and the fans outside, but none of that matters. In this bubble, it’s just the two of you—two wrestlers bound by shared passion, dreams, and the undeniable bond you’ve forged through the ups and downs of this crazy life.

When he finally pulls back, he keeps one arm securely around your waist, an anchor amid the excitement. You can see the glint of the championship belt catching the light, a reminder of the battle he fought, but more importantly, the victory he earned. As he turns to greet his family, you can’t help but feel that this moment—the pride, the joy, the love—is just the beginning of something even more special between you two.

[thlayli-ra]

Can i request whump ficlet prompt ‘missing’ with CM Punk, Baron Corbin, and Bo Dallas set in Valetverse please? The idea is that Punk confronts Baron after finding out that Bo’s been missing for awhile and thinks he did something to him only to change his mind when he sees how depressed Baron is about the whole thing

Always happy to accept a Valetverse request from you 😁

And this is also the final request I'm doing for Thlayli's Trick or Treat! It's back to business as usual now (and yes, don't panic, I'm still doing a follow up for that Experiment AU fic). Love ya! 😘

Trick - 'Missing'

Characters - Baron Corbin, CM Punk, Bo Dallas (mentioned), Bron Breakker, Wolfgang Corbin (OC)

Rating - Teen and Up

Warning Tags - Mentions of previous domestic abuse

Grabbing up his bags and the keys to his rental, Baron Corbin got ready to leave the venue. Bidding a quick goodbye to the other wrestlers in the dominant's locker room, he left through the door and made his way through the corridors until he found the back exit to the building that lead to the secure parking lot.

Night had well and truly fallen. He zipped up his jacket to fend off the chill in the air and ventured out into the lot to find his rental. There weren't many lights in this area and, in his typical fashion, he had parked right at the edge of the lot where there were none at all so he had to fish out his phone and switch on the torch to light the way. Passing by each car in turn, he finally found the one he was searching for and almost jumped clean out of his boots.

There was a figure waiting, leaning against the side of his rental with his hands in his pockets and a bright red cap drawn low over his face. Corbin immediately realised who it was, knew it as soon as he spotted the familiar Blackhawks logo on the front of the cap.

'Calaway?' he asked aloud, stopping several feet away from the other man and refusing to take another step.

The head lifted and the shadows dispersed revealing the valet's face. Phil was growing gracefully into middle age, with the deeper lines in his face and patches of distinguished grey in his beard. But age had done nothing to dampen the fire in his sharp hazel eyes. Even through the gloom, Corbin trembled at the sight.

'Corbin,' Phil replied, his voice rumbling into the pit of Corbin's stomach like an omen of doom.

'I heard you were back.'

'Yeah. I am.'

The dominant nodded his head awkwardly. 'H-how have you been?' Corbin tried to keep his voice light but his nerves were showing through. After all, this man had once barricaded them both into a storage closet and beaten him so bad he'd spent several weeks in the hospital. Of course it could be argued that Corbin deserved it. Phil had only acted that way after he'd found out about-

'A lot of things have changed around here,' Phil noted, looking out across the dark, empty parking lot. 'Vince and Bischoff are gone, Hunter's now in charge, Reigns and Rollins both lead the locker rooms...'

Corbin stayed still, considering turning tail and running back to the safety of the building but stayed put, rooted to the spot.

'..and that's not all,' Phil went on, ''cause I got word that apparently Bo Dallas hasn't been seen in months, considered 'missing'.' He pushed himself off the car onto his feet. Corbin took note of his left hand which he kept hidden behind him, possibly concealing a weapon. 'Imagine my complete lack of surprise.'

'Look, I know what you're thinking, Punk,' Corbin dropped his bags in order to put his hands up, backing away.

'That's 'Mr Punk' to you.'

'Ok, M-Mr Punk. Please believe me, I had nothing to do with-'

'Now, see,' Phil raised his chin, catching a manic glint in his eye, 'why don't I believe you.'

'I swear! It's the truth! The cops even-'

'The cops?' Phil snorted ruefully. 'Cops don't give a shit about valets, Corbin! They don't even see us as people. We're just possessions that belong to our dominants, and they can do whatever they want with us. That's the law. But then, you knew that already, didn't you, Corbin?'

'Please, Punk - I mean, Mr Punk, I-'

Phil took another step closer, his hand still hidden behind him.

'I saw what you did to that poor kid,' the valet's voice went raspy with threat. 'I remember all the bruises on his face and how his own guts just about fell out of him, all because of you.'

Corbin felt sick to his stomach, remembering back to that time when he had been so cold and cruel. 'I'm a changed man-'

'Dominants like you never change!' Phil snarled. 'I don't care what the cops, the press, what anybody else says, I know you had something to do with Bo's disappearance and I want answers.' Finally he pulled his left hand forward and Corbin gulped, his fear spiking when he saw the implement in the valet's fist. 'And you're gonna give me them,' Phil brandished the crowbar menacingly.

'P-please don't hurt me...'

'Oh, I'm not gonna hurt you, Corbin,' Phil sneered, testing the weight of the crowbar in his other palm. Both of his fists were taped, just like they had been that fateful day. Ready for a fight. 'After what happened at AEW, I've been well warned by the powers-that-be here at WWE. I'm on my last chance, one wrong move and I'll be kicked out the door before you could say 'cry me a river'.'

Nervously, Corbin glanced down at the crowbar, wondering what he intended to do if not assault him with it. The sweat beading on his forehead was sliding down his face now, in spite of the cold.

'See, everybody believed all that shit they spouted online,' Phil continued his monologue, the crowbar an ever-present threat in his hands. 'Thinking I got upset over a little broken glass? Fucking lies. It wasn't the glass I was worried about (although it's a fucking stupid way of messing up your body for life).' He paused to rest a hand on the roof of Corbin's car. 'It was the fact the car they wanted to use for the spot was a rental.

'AEW was a company founded by valets. Most of the roster were valets, the majority of which were just starting out. I mean, only about five of us had our own bank accounts. The rest of them had fucking nothing, not two cents to rub together. And if those bozos went and trashed a rental car, what did they think would happen? I'll tell ya! The rental companies would get wind of it and when they see any wrestlers - valet wrestlers especially - come knocking they'll either hike up the prices to a premium or flat out refuse them. This was people's livelihoods we were talking about! These kids were trying to save up enough money to be able to have some independence from dominants. How was it fair to fuck that up for everybody?'

Phil sighed, thumping his fist against the roof of the car.

'Yet somehow, again, I come off as the bad guy.'

Corbin didn't understand. To him, this was all the frantic ramblings of a desperate, insane man and he felt even more terrified than ever.

'But your rental on the other hand,' Phil went on, his voice so low it sounded like a growl in his throat. 'Dominants like you don't need to worry about all that shit, do they? Especially not you WWE dominants with your massive pay checks and a boss that protects you for every shitty thing you do to us!'

It all happened so quickly! In a flash, Punk took a step back, raised his arm and swung the crowbar down with a thunderous whack. Corbin let out a yell as the side-mirror of his rental was torn off and smashed against the ground.

'Oops, that'll cost you a pretty penny,' Phil smirked viciously. 'What should I go for next? The window?'

'No! Wait!'

Phil raised his arm again, holding it on the brink of the next blow. 'Then tell me what happened to Bo.'

'I don't know! He just vanished and-'

Phil unleashed his arm, the crowbar smacking against the driver's side window. A huge spiral of cracks like a spiderweb stretched out across the glass. 'The truth, Corbin!'

'I swear! I've been trying to find him too!'

Smash! The second blow destroyed the window entirely and it crumpled into a thousand shards at Phil's feet. Corbin grabbed at his head in anguish. 'I'm gonna cave in your windscreen next,' Phil warned, twirling the crowbar like a baton in his fist. 'Unless you tell me what you did to your husband.'

In reply, Corbin sunk to his knees, tears blurring his vision. 'Please, Punk, I'm telling you the truth. Please believe me that I have no idea where-'

'STOP FUCKING LYING TO-'

'Dad?'

The two men froze at the sound of a young voice through the gloom. Corbin let out a stuttered gasp and even Phil stepped back, dropping the crowbar to his waist as a boy walked towards them with another dominant at his side.

'Hey,' the large-set dominant pushed the kid back by a palm at his chest and took a careful step towards the carnage, 'what the hell is going on?'

Corbin quickly wiped his face with his sleeve, hiding his distraught from the newcomers. 'Nothing, Bron. Everything's alright.'

'Your car's all smashed up,' Bron Breakker noted, arching a brow at the wreck then at Phil, who had hidden the crowbar behind his back.

'Uh yeah, some vandals got into the parking lot,' Corbin uttered, stumbling up to his feet. 'Punk here came and told me.'

'Huh,' Bron eyed Phil warily, clearly not believing his friend's tale. 'Sorry to barge in. When you didn't come round the front to pick us up, I was worried something had happened.'

'Well, yeah, you were right,' Corbin gave a pathetic laugh, trying to cover up the adrenaline rushing through his veins. 'I'll need to make a few phone calls, maybe organise another rental or a hotel room for tonight or something. Can you do me a favour and take Wolfgang back inside?'

'Aww, Dad,' the kid whined. 'I'm not a fucking baby.'

'Hey!' Bron warned him. 'Mind the language.'

'It's ok, Bron,' Corbin reassured him, his voice softer. 'I know you're not, Wolfie, I just need to sort out a couple things then I'll be right in. You could play your new game if you want?'

'The wi-fi in there is shit!' Wolfgang complained.

'Language!' Bron barked again.

'I'm sorry...' Corbin couldn't offer anything else and just stood there, lost, until Bron lead the kid away to the back exit of the building. As they left, both Corbin and Phil clearly heard Wolfgang say 'I hate being on the road. I wanna go home.'

The pair went inside, slamming the door shut and the silence suddenly became very loud. Neither Phil or Corbin moved a muscle, awkwardly fumbling with what to do next.

'You have a kid?' It was Phil who took the lead.

'Yeah. Mine and Bo's.'

'How old is he?'

'Twelve, coming into the tricky years now,' Corbin scrubbed his hands over his face.

'My son's nine,' Phil said.

'Oh, I didn't know you and Taker had a son,' Corbin replied. Phil pursed his lips tightly and briefly looked away. 'What's his name?'

'Frankie,' Phil answered.

Corbin nodded his head. 'They change everything, don't they?'

'Biggest mind-fuck in the world,' Phil agreed.

'But worth it,' Corbin piped up. 'I don't know what I would do without Wolfie - although he hates it when I call him that!' Corbin lowered his head. 'He misses his Mom.' Phil lifted his gaze, eyeing the dominant, guiltily. 'He's been acting out every since he disappeared. Getting into fights at school, the attitude... he blames me for his Mom going missing too.'

Phil began to shuffle his feet, tapping the crowbar against his leg. 'I'm... sorry...'

Corbin gave a sniff and wiped at his eye quickly. 'I get it. I would have come to the same conclusion as you too. After the way I treated Bo in the beginning. I started him down that path, I pushed him into the darkness.'

'You don't have any idea where he could be?' Phil tried one last time.

Corbin bent down to pick up his bags. 'I'll tell you the same thing I told the cops,' he turned towards Phil, valet and dominant locking eyes. 'Bo's been acting funny every since his brother came back.'

'Bray Wyatt?' Phil narrowed his eyes. 'But isn't he-?'

'He used to come by and pick Bo up and take him out places,' Corbin explained. 'Far as I knew they were just reconnecting after all those years apart. I never thought there was anything sinister in it but then Bo started acting... weird...'

'Weird, how?'

'Just... getting distant,' Corbin continued, his face turning somber. 'From me, but also from Wolfgang which is why I found it strange. Bo loved his son so much, but it was like he was, I don't know, drifting apart from him. Like he was closing in on himself. Once or twice, right before he disappeared, he got really aggressive with me. One time, he pulled a knife on me and threatened to stab my eyes out.'

Punk paled. 'That doesn't sound like Bo!' The kid he'd known back then was all wide-eyed innocence and sweetness. But then, Seth had been that way once too. Time, and the many terrible things it inflicts, can change a person.

'It wasn't. Not at the end.' Corbin shouldered his bag and went to fish his phone out of his pocket. 'I've tried to find him. I want to help him. But now I think I'm realising that he doesn't want to be helped.'

'We can't stop trying though,' Phil protested.

Corbin lifted his head, catching the valet's eye. There was a glimmer of hope in them, tiny, but there all the same. 'I hope not,' Corbin gave a weak smile. 'Look, Mr Punk, I really need to make some phone calls.'

'Yeah, I get it,' Punk waved the dominant off. 'And hey, just send me the bill for this, will you?'

Corbin looked over the wreckage with a sigh. 'No,' he shook his head. 'I'll take the hit and we'll call this even?' He took a timid step towards the valet and stretched out his hand. Phil studied it suspiciously.

'Even,' he said, finally accepting Corbin's hand and they shook. 'Hope things get better between you and Wolfgang.'

'Heh, we'll see,' Corbin shrugged his shoulders. 'I've heard horror stories from other parents about their kids becoming teenagers.'

Punk huffed a laugh. 'I feel like I'm already there with Frankie. Kid's nine going on fifteen! Stubborn as hell; he never, ever backs down from a fight.'

Corbin smiled warmly. 'Sounds like his Mom.'

'Yeah, well,' Phil said, scratching the back of his neck. 'Maybe we are a bit alike. Don't know if that's a good thing.'

'He'll grow up tough,' Corbin stated. 'Take no crap from anybody. I think that's important for a valet these days.'

'Wish it didn't have to be,' Phil sighed.

'I'm sure one day it won't,' Corbin said with encouragement. 'Just keep fighting the good fight.'

'Sure. Night Corbin.'

'Good night, Mr Punk.'

Phil rolled his eyes and gave another small laugh. Looking back at the damage he inflicted on the rental car, he heaved a sigh and took off his cap to ruffle a hand through his short, greying hair. 'Fuck...,' he muttered to himself.

Fighting the good fight was a nice sentiment and all, but Phil feared he was fighting the wrong one.

[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

[bloodlinesbabe93]

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

[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 😭

[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.

_________________________________________

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.

_________________________________________

*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

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WWE 🎟️ Damian Priest 🎟️ Seth Rollins 🎟️ Roman Reigns 🎟️ Jey Uso 🎟️ Jimmy Uso 🎟️ Solo Sikoa 🎟️ Cody Rhodes 🎟️ Randy Orton 🎟️ Gunther 🎟️ CM Punk 🎟️ Bron Breakker 🎟️ Rhea Ripley 🎟️ Liv Morgan 🎟️ Finn Balor 🎟️ Dean Ambrose/Jon Moxley 🎟️ Pat McAfee 🎟️ Tiffany Stratton 🎟️ Bo Dallas/Uncle Howdy 🎟️ Dexter Lumis/Mercy 🎟️ Ilja Dragunov 🎟️ Karrion Kross 🎟️ Ludwig Kaiser

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[abadbitchblogs]

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