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just gonna drop these here

meow.. (I'll find more eventually)

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“oh rooke u are a bret account why do u post shawn?”

IM IN LOVE WITH A STRIPPPEERRRR

Shawn Michaels on Monday Night Raw, 9/11/95

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his smile is so attractive wtf

MONEY IN THE BANK POST-SHOW (6/7/25)

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yall already know.

Bret Hart vs Razor Ramon Royal Rumble 1993

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me next when? (both of them)

Bret Hart defeats Rowdy Roddy Piper for the Intercontinental Title at Wrestlemania VIII

April 1992

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in ya panties…in ya damn panties.

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The Iron Sheik (RIP)

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CONCENNTRAATIONNN

Oh, Nigel.

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MOVE BILLY THIS DOESNT CONCERN YOU

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Idk who i want to be…

what a good little dog

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ya know what…hell yeah

Do two different people run this account or am I trippin?

Sometimes my brain posts sometimes my pussy

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cooked.

jeff hardy x smashing pumpkins

sc hardyrealss on ig; ac pxnkhalo on tiktok

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“We have only kissed on camera.”

FAKE NEWS YOURE LYING STRAIGHT(ha…) TO MY FACE

seen these on Twitter IT LOOKS EVEN MORE INTIMATE FROM THIS ANGLE WTH

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i have been fed.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 / 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

(gif credit)

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 — bret comes home from his workout and still has some cardio to knock out 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 — p in v, doggy, risk of spilling hot coffee 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 — 817 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 — bret hart x reader 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 — smut 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 — my first wwf x reader fic!! obviously set in the 90s but i was inspired by that post gym adrenaline + i really wanted to switch it up since i always write for punk/cody/drew and bret felt right for this idk

The house was quiet. Still. A slight chill in the air from the morning hour, but nonetheless quiet.

The brightness from the sun dimmed the room from behind the closed curtains, but it was light enough to where you could still make out your surroundings. As you sat up and stretched out the tension from overnight, your eyes adjusted to the opposite side of the bed.

Empty.

‘He’s probably at the gym’ you thought to yourself as you stretched, waking up your body for the day.

You always felt smaller in comparison to the king sized bed when it was just you mixed in the sheets, but you had also grown accustomed to the feeling of being alone with your husband’s line of work.

Bret could be off filming for television and it’d be quiet for a few days; throw some interviews and non-wrestling appearances in there and it’d be quiet for a week or two. It really only felt lonely on the international tours where he’d be gone for a month, almost two. He was finally home after a couple weeks and already back to his routines, the smell of coffee filling the kitchen a key indicator. You smiled to yourself as the scent hit your nostrils, noticing your mug was already set out and filled up next to the still-warm coffee pot.

‘He knows me so well.’ You praised him telepathically as you prepared your drink, the sound of keys and a door unlocking and the smile on your face growing.

“I see you found the coffee.” Your husband’s voice grew louder as he walked into the kitchen, and before you could turn around to greet him he was already hugging you from behind, face nuzzled into your neck.

“I did. You’re the best, you know that right?” You smile to yourself as he hugs you tighter, pressing his lips to your skin. Warmth covers your body and you sigh in content.

“Oh yeah?” He mumbles, smiling against your skin as he kissed up to your jaw. Bret’s hands move to your hips, holding you in place against him as he teases you. “It’s just coffee.”

“I know, but it’s the thought that counts.” You say as you lean forward to grab the creamer, Bret clearing his throat at the action as he pushes his hips against yours, immediately feeling the bulge in his pants, biting your lip as you focus on making your coffee, but at this point you were ready to smack the coffee away and let him take you right there on the counter.

It was the combination of the post gym adrenaline and the sight of you in your pajamas — a tiny matching tank top & short set that hugged in all the right places, covered in one of his merch shirts that fit you like a mini dress — that went straight to his cock. Bret lifted the shirt to expose your bottoms, pulling the shorts between your cheeks to squeeze your ass, earning a whimper from you. His hand slips between you to slowly circle at your clit and gauge your reaction, knees slightly buckling at the feeling.

“You like that?” Bret asks as he moves the coffee mug out of the way, smirking to himself as you bend yourself over the counter and spread your legs wider for him, nodding in response.

He moves your shorts to the side as he pushes his own shorts down, teasing your entrance with the tip of his cock before filling you completely, moans leaving both of your lips as he picked up his pace. Your hands are all over the place as you struggle to hold yourself up, Bret slamming his cock into you as he props your leg onto the counter to fuck you deeper. Bret grabs hold of your hands and holds them in place behind your back, other hand holding your leg in place as you come undone under him, eyes rolling in the back of your head as your pussy burns with pleasure.

“Fuck, baby…feels so good…” You moan.

“Your pussy’s so tight for me…so wet...” He slows his pace, teasing you as he leans to kiss behind your ear, pounding into you agonizingly slow. “Take my cock so well…”

“Gonna come…” You moan out, whimpering against the counter.

“Yeah?” Bret asks, speeding up his pace again as he fucks your sweet spot. “Then come for me baby.”

He’s holding you in place by your hips as you clench around him, reaching back for him as he grabs your arms, pulling you up against his chest as his fingers circle your clit, throwing your head back against his shoulder as you come on his cock, white knuckling the counter as your release washes over you. His lips find your neck as he finds his own orgasm, pulling out and releasing his seed onto your lower back.

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pretty much yeah

Wrestling tumblr is so beautiful bc just like everywhere else on this site everyone has a Pet Guy but instead of being a fictional wizard or something he’s just a regular guy from real life. And they reblog dozens of gifs of him writhing and bleeding out and go “omg he’s so babygirl here”

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Young punk FEEDS me

Looking disrespectfully.