#bron breakker

[mrawkweird]

Sheamus is here for a job interview at Gold's Gym.

[samijey]

Bron had to pause to do some Steiner maths in his head real quick

[princedevitt]

[jasvvy]

[sydsaint]

My favorite NXT man <3

Summary: The reader and Bron reunite when Breakker shows up to enter the royal rumble. Secrets come out and feelings get confessed.

"I can't believe she tossed you out like that." You stand and talk with Zoey backstage after the women's rumble is over. "You were doing so good against everyone too! And you know I'd of loved getting you at Mania, girl." You joke with her lightheartedly. 

"Ugh, I know!" Zoey groans. "Oh well. Looks like it's back to tagging with Shayna. Not that I don't love her to death." She sighs. 

You nod and pat Zoey's shoulder. "Hey, the draft is coming up soon. Maybe I can see if I can put a good word in with Aldis and get you on Smackdown." You offer a hopeful outlook on everything. 

"That'd be awesome." Zoey cracks a small smile. "Thanks, girl." 

You and Zoey chat some more since you rarely get to chat anymore while you're on opposite shows. Zoey is telling you about her latest escapades with Shayna when someone coming through the door at the far side of the room catches your eye.

"Bron?" You ask aloud, looking over Zoey's shoulder. 

"Bron?" Zoey furrows her brows at you. "Breakker?" She asks and turns around in the direction you're staring. 

Zoey turns around just as Bron fully comes through the door dressed for action. She turns back to you and raises her brows at your blatant staring. "YN! You alright?" Zoey asks you. 

"Hmm?" You blink a few times before turning your attention back to Zoey. "Yeah, I'm fine." You nod. "Just surprised is all." 

"Breakker must have a spot in the men's rumble," Zoey replies. "You should go talk to him." She adds. 

You agree and walk away from your BFF. You weave through various backstage personnel to make it to Bron standing what seems like a world away on the other side of the room. It's been ages since you've seen Breakker. Not since last year when you got called up to Smackdown and Bron got stuck in NXT for another year.

"Bron? Hey, Bron!" You call Breakker once you're about halfway across the room.

You watch Bron perk up when he hears his name. He glances around at everyone working around him for the source of the shout and his gaze lands on you in the middle of the room. "YN?" You hear a faint call back to you.

You manage to break through the sea of people keeping you from greeting your former best friend and travel partner and hurry over to him. "Bron! I knew I recognized that bad tan and broad shoulders." You joke.

"YN!" Bron snorts. "Shit. It's been too long." He leans down for a hug.

"I know!" You agree and gladly allow Bron to wrap those ungodly broad arms around you. "How have you been? Here for the men's rumble, I assume?" You ask him.

Bron lets you go from his warm and inviting hug reluctantly and nods. "Yeah. It's me and Carmelo representing NXT." He explains. "Where you in the women's rumble match?" He asks you. "I didn't catch all of it. But I didn't see you."

"Me? No." You laugh and remove your jacket to reveal the Smackdown women's title hanging from your waist. "Those girls were competing for a chance to get at me. Not the other way around." You brag.

"You're the champ?" Bron eyes the title belt with intrigue and surprise. "Damn, YN. Congratulations. How long have you had it for?" He asks you.

You pat the belt with pride and a wide smile on your face. "I took it off Bianca about three months ago." You explain. "And thanks. I heard that you dropped your title to Carmelo. And then Melo lost it to Ilja?"

"Yeah." Bron nods.

"I've been seeing Melo around backstage on Smackdown these past few weeks." You add. "And I see he's still a cocky flirt." You add. "What about you? Last I heard you were dating Cora Jade. How's that going?"

You notice Bron's jaw clench slightly as he shakes his head. "Cora and I have been over for a while." He explains.

"Oh." You nod. "Well, anywho, what number are you?" You switch back to talking about the Rumble match.

"I'm up next." Bron nods to the tunnel entrance on the other side of the room. "But stick around yeah? I'd love to catch up some more." He asks you.

You agree to hang around with a nod and Bron heads off so he doesn't miss his cue. You make your way back over to Zoey who's been hanging around this whole time waiting for you to come back.

"So? How is our large friend?" Zoey jokes when you walk back over to her.

"He seems good." You shrug. "You were right. He's here for the rumble match." You explain. "Hey, did you know that he and Cora broke up? I know that you still talk to her and Roxanne sometimes." You ask her.

Zoey nods and observes the way you intently watch the monitor now that Bron is out in the match. "Yeah, I remember her mentioning it a few months back." She confirms. "Why?"

"No reason." You shrug, eyes still glued to the monitor.

"Right." Zoey nods nonchalantly.

A while later Bron is finally tossed over the top rope and eliminated from the match. You snicker when he takes out JD who's entering the match next. You've never been a fan of McDonagh. Especially back in NXT.

You hang around and wait for Bron to come backstage again from the side entrance of the stage. You spot him a few seconds later and head over to greet him. "Nice work out there, Bron. You looked great!" You compliment him. "And nice touch running over JD on the way out."

"Thanks." Bron chuckles. "I figured that you'd get a kick out of that."

You and Bron walk through the backstage area to some place where fewer people are milling about. The two of you chat about what you've both been up to as of late. Eventually, the conversation manages to wander back to dating.

"Nah, I haven't been with anyone." You wave your hand dismissively when Bron asks. "And hey, I'm sorry about you and Cora. I know you two had a good thing going." You add.

"Ah, it's alright." Bron shrugs. "It was a mutual thing. And for the best." He insists.

Bron's answer piques your interest and you can't help but ask. "Why'd you two split?" You ask him. "If you don't mind me asking?"

"I realized that I was in love with someone else," Bron replies gazing down at you and the oblivious look on your face.

"Yeah?" You laugh. "Who's the lucky girl?" You ask him. "Anyone that I know?"

Bron is the one to laugh this time. "Yeah, I think you know her pretty well." He answers you. "Though I haven't been able to tell her how I feel yet. Hell, I haven't even seen her in like a year." He adds.

"Really?" You reply, still not taking the hint. "Well, you should seize this chance now, Bron!" You encourage him. "She's bound to be here tonight, right? It is a PLE after all."

"She's here." Bron chuckles, loving the oblivious glint in your eye. "Standing right in front of me matter of fact."

"Right in front?" You furrow your brows then realization finally hits you like a truck. "Oh." Your eyes widen and you stare up at Bron. "Oh. Me?" You point to yourself.

Bron grins and nods. "You're the only one here, aren't you?"

"How come you never said anything before, Bron?" You ask him, not sure how to feel just yet.

"It took me some time to realize it," Bron explains. "You know I always loved hanging out and having you around back in NXT. But it wasn't until you were gone that I realized just how much I missed having you around. And why that was. So...what about you?" He asks you. "I know this is kind of a dick move springing it on you like this." He admits.

You shake your head and take a step forward. "No. It's sweet." You insist. "And there was a reason I was always hanging out with you in NXT, blockhead." You tease him with a small laugh. "I was down bad for you back then. Still am. You just didn't get the hint."

"Looks like we're both oblivious idiots then." Bron laughs.

"Looks like it." You agree. "Now can you lean down here so I can finally get the kiss I've been waiting so long for?" You ask him.

Bron grins with a mischievous shimmer in his eyes. "I've got a better idea." He explains before swiftly picking you up off your feet. You giggle and wrap your arms around his neck before crashing your lips to his.

[sikoazayn]

everybody stop we got a solo smile

[r-truth]

[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 🫶

[dynamitekansai]

THE WWE 30-MEN ROYAL RUMBLE 2024

[rheasbrvtality]

LOOK AT THIS GROUP

[abadbitchblogs]

Training Day Snippet

Here's a little snippet of #6 as per @lunar-reigns request

Pairing: Bron Breakker x OC

Warnings: none…yet

Word Count: TBC

Imani’s chest heaved violently as her back hit the mat for the umpteenth time during their intense training session. “Again!” Bron yelled amusedly from his seat on the top turnbuckle as she was getting up too slow for his liking. “Bitch.” She mumbled to herself, sucking in a deep breath before peeling her sweat drenched body from the ring. They had been training for at least two hours and yet she was the only one out of breath from pointless drills that they teach you in recruitment. “You know when I asked you to train WITH me, I thought we would both be putting in work. You haven't done shit, but order me around like a drill sergeant.” Mani snatched a rag from her duffle on the apron to wipe the perspiration from her face annoyed at the time they wasted being unproductive. Bron was a beast in every sense of the word; he was fast, powerful and smart despite his himbo looks. NXT was getting more exposure and she wanted to diversify her moves to keep up with the rising superstars so she asked Bron to teach her more reversals and flashy moves.

“I was just making sure that you were ready for me.” He smirked jumping from the turnbuckle, the mat trembling under his weight as he cracked his knuckles in preparation. “I forgot what a cocky bastard you could be.” Mani snarled whilst lowering into a crouched position to square up with the larger man. If she wanted to win, her only chance was to use her smaller frame to outmaneuver him which would be tricky with someone of his stature. “Come at me.” Attacking him head on wasn't an option so she used his stance to slide under his legs and deliver a kick to the back of his knees which managed to drop him to one knee. Rebounding off the ropes, she used her momentum to deliver a running bulldog. “Come on, big boy. Pop that shit now.” Imani huffed out with a triumphant smile tugging on her lips proud of being able to take him down so quickly. Her victory was short lived when he sprung back up and was rushing at her with pure focus in his eyes.  “Shit.” The woman mumbled then gripped the top rope, pulling her body through the middle and onto the apron to avoid his grasp. Going for a fan kick to the head when he closed in, he caught her ankle midair. “Predictable, sweetheart.”

Instead of dropping her leg, he pulled it to rest on his shoulder, a devilish grin stretching across his lips. “Good, but you can do better. A shoulder block to the stomach into a sunset flip would've incapacitated the opponent then grounded them. I can’t complain about the view though.” Yanking her leg from his grip, she gave him a sarcastic smile before surprising him with a headbutt. Bron let out a loud chuckle at the unexpected offense as reeled back to nurse his forehead. Scrambling to the top rope for a meteora, her smirk dropped as soon as she leapt, noticing he had regained his composure already. He caught her by the thighs upon Imani’s knees coming into contact with his shoulders. “Aht aht aht. You gotta be quicker than that, little girl.” His smugness vexed her to no end, but she was afraid if she mouthed off she'd be met with a powerbomb.

Clutching the back of his neck for leverage, she mustered up the most innocent smile possible and batted her long, wispy lashes at him. “I thought you were supposed to be showing me how to be better.” In their current position his nose was brushing against her navel and his large calloused hands were mere inches away from her ass. “I could show you a number of moves, but then we’d get suspended for public indecency.” His breath fanning over her clothed sex sent a shiver up her spine making her gasp at the sudden sensation and implication. Bron lifted her off his shoulders with ease then set her back on her feet, his eyes dancing with tease. Invading his personal space purposely this time, she pressed her sweat covered body to his sticking them together like glue with a smirk etched on her full lips. “Care to make a little bet then?”

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@empressdede @wrestlingprincess80 @whatdoeseverybodywant

[mrawkweird]

Jade was about to ground everybody for talking loud while she was on the phone.

[samijey]

that poor interviewer doesn't get paid enough to do marriage counselling

[princedevitt]

[jasvvy]

holy shit, dude.

[sydsaint]

Summary: Bron finds himself out a hotel room after a late-night mix-up with the receptionist. Luckily for him, the reader is an old friend who is also getting into town late.

It's well past midnight when Bron's Uber from the airport finally pulls into the hotel parking lot. "Thanks, man." Bron mumbles a quick thanks to his driver before collecting his bags and heading inside the lobby.

Dragging his bags behind him, Bron heads for the check-in desk where there is a blonde woman watching something on her phone to occupy her time.

"Evening, sir." The woman perks up when Bron approaches the desk. "What can I do for you?" She asks him with a polite smile.

"Yeah, room reserved for Bronson Steiner?" Bron answers the blonde.

The blonde nods and starts typing at the keyboard in front of her. Bron watches her eyebrows furrow in confusion for a brief moment before goes back to her keyboard.

"Is there a problem?" Bron speaks up after a few moment of silence.

"Yes, I'm afraid so." The blonde frowns and mumbles something under her breath. "Mr. Steiner, I'm afraid that there was an issue with our booking system. We gave your room away earlier today." She bites the inside of her cheek, embarrassed by the mix-up.

Bron frowns but tries not to take his frustration out on the poor receptionist in front of him. "Are there any other rooms available? Even just for the night?" He asks her.

"No, I'm sorry." The blonde shakes her head sheepishly. "We're booked up fully for that Wrestling show going on in the arena across the way." She explains.

"Damn." Bron grits his teeth. "Okay, do you know if anyone else around has a room available?" He tries his best to remain calm and civil about the whole situation.

The receptionist clicks her mouse a few times in silence and Bron watches her in silence.

Out in the parking lot, you finally arrive at the hotel after a painstaking flight. You collect your bags from the back of your Uber and thank him before heading inside. When you step into the quiet hotel lobby, you spot Bron talking with the receptionist at the front desk.

"Bron!" You walk over to Breakker with a smile.

The two of you knew each other in NXT and were friends. You got moved up to Smackdown about a year ago and lost touch with Bron due to always being on the road. But recently Bron has joined the Smackdown roster. So the two of you have been catching up.

"I thought I was the only one crazy enough to be getting in this late." You joke with a laugh and walk over to Bron at the front desk.

"YN, hey." Bron turns toward you with a surprised but friendly smile. But you can tell something is bothering him.

You glance at the receptionist who is feverishly clicking away at her computer then turn back to Bron. "What's going on? Sign in not working or something?" You ask Bron.

"They accidently gave my room away earlier today." Bron explains. "And now they're all booked up for the show. So she's trying to find me a new hotel." He gestures to the receptionist.

"Oh, I hate when that happens." You frown. "When the show was in Ontario a few months ago they accidently gave my room away. I ended up having to share a room with Waller since we had that storyline going." You explain. "And my god can that man snore. Ugh, it was hell."

The receptionist continues trying to fix Bron's problem when an idea pops into your head. You turn toward her with a friendly smile. "Miss? Can I get checked in real fast?" You ask her. "It's a room for YN LN?"

The receptionist nods and quickly checks you in with no problems. You take your keycard and turn toward Bron. "You can bunk with me for the night, Bron." You offer. "Then you can see about getting a different room tomorrow when it's not like 2am and more places are open." You suggest.

"Oh, I don't want to intrude, YN." Bron shakes his head.

"You aren't!" You insist. "Come on. I've got a room with a king bed, Plenty of room for you and those broad shoulders for the night." You tease with a small laugh. "Really, it's no trouble."

Bron reluctantly nods and you ask the receptionist for a spare keycard. She hands one over to Bron and the two of you head up to your room.

You reach your floor and head for your room. You unlock the door and head inside. The room is nothing special. Just a standard room with a tv, table, two chairs, and a king bed.

"Alright, well I'm going to grab a shower before I head to sleep." You set your bags down and dig around for your sleep-wear. "Make yourself at home."

Bron nods and watches you disappear into the bathroom. He sits down at the edge of the bed and sets his head in his hands followed by a deep sigh.

"What the hell am I doing?" Bron groans to himself once he hears the shower turn on in the bathroom.

A little over a month ago when Bron joined Smackdown you were the first person to congratulate him on his promotion. It had been almost a year since you and Bron had last seen each other, but you acted like no time had passed. And that exact moment was when Bron realized that he doesn't just want to be your friend anymore. No. The man has a hopeless crush on you. And now he's about to sleep in the same bed as you.

Around half and hour later you emerge from the bathroom dressed in nothing but a t-shirt and underwear while toweling your hair off. Bron chokes on air from his spot on the edge of the bed as you approach him.

"That the side you want, Bron?" You ask absentmindedly and walk around to the other side of the bed.

"Y-yeah." Bron nods, gaze following you all the way around the bed.

You toss your damp towel toward the bathroom door and hop up onto the bed. "Cool with me." You settle into the mattress and reach for your phone to plug it in. "I'll see you in the morning, Bron." You switch your side-table lamp off and snuggle into your pillow.

Bron remains in a sitting position for a while, his nerves paralyzing him. But after a while he finally calms himself enough to strip his shirt off and lay down.

You lay on the other side of the bed fast asleep on your back with your head turned toward Bron. Breakker lays in silence and watches the rise and fall of your chest, silently scoffing at the Tony D'Angelo shirt you're wearing.

Eventually Breakker does manage to fall asleep for a while. He's woken up a couple hours later when he suddenly feels a weight shift in the bed followed by a warm body right up against him. Bron's eyes shoot open and he finds you snuggled up into his side and still sleeping like a baby.

"Shit." Bron mumbles to himself as he stares down at your sleeping form.

Light is starting to stream in through the window, so it's got to be at least six by now. A part of Bron wants to flee back down to the lobby and get his room situation figured out. And he probably would if you weren't using him as a body pillow right now.

Bron's heart thumps in his chest and the noise is enough to make you stir in your sleep. "God you're warm." You sigh half-asleep and adjust your body a bit before snuggling back into Bron. "And cuddly, Bron." You add with a yawn.

Bron lays awake for around another hour before you eventually roll off of him and fully wake up for the morning.

"Morning, Bron." You yawn and sit up in bed.

"Morning." Bron replies and does the same.

You take a moment to stretch your arms over your head before you let yourself fall back down into bed. "Sleep well?" You ask Bron.

"Yeah, fine." Bron nods.

"Liar." You reply with a sly grin. "You slept for like two hours max last night." You laugh. "You were to busy having a crisis over being in the same bed as me, dork." You giggle and poke Bron in the back.

Your claim makes Bron turn around to face you. "How'd you know that?" He asks you.

"I'm a pretty light sleeper." You shrug. "Plus when I rolled over to your side of the bed I could her your heart about to burst out of your chest." You giggle and poke Bron's bare chest. "So. How long were you planning on pining over me like a lost puppy?" You ask him.

"I-I-I was not pining." Bron huffs in embarrassment.

You smirk and rise into a sitting position again. "Sure you weren't." You tease him. "That's why you're blushing right now. Because you aren't dying to see me naked." You wink at Bron.

Bron runs a frustrated hand over his face and you giggle at him. "What's so funny?" Bron asks you, clearly about to die from embarrassment.

"You are." You continue with your fit of giggles and sit back up in bed. "And criminally adorable when you're all flustered and embarrassed." You add. "So. Whadduya say, Bronson? You ready to admit you've got a thing for me? Or do I have to go shower alone?"

You watch Bron's eyes widen in surprise and you can't help but laugh again at his flustered expression. "So adorable." You tease. "Come on, big boy. Don't get all choir-boy-eques on me now." You scoot to the edge of the bed and grab Bron's hand.

"Well I'd be stupid to say no." Bron finally replies after a few seconds of contemplation.

"Atta boy!" You grin and continue on your journey to the bathroom, Bron trailing close behind you.

You are going to eat this poor awkward man alive. And you can't wait to see what he's got in store for you.