The Babys Coming!!!

The Baby’s Coming!!!

Request by anonymous pt. 1

As the day of their son's birth arrived, Y/n felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness. But they were grateful for one thing - the unwavering support of their loving partner, Bret. He had been by/n's side throughout their entire pregnancy, attending doctor's appointments, birthing classes, and providing constant encouragement.

As Y/n's contractions intensified, Bret took charge, ensuring that the hospital bag was ready and everything was in order. He held Y/n's hand tightly, offering words of reassurance and love. The room became a sanctuary of calm amidst the whirlwind of emotions.

Y/n clung to Bret's presence, finding solace in his steady demeanor. He anticipated their needs before they could even voice them. Whether it was a comforting touch on their back or a cold compress on their forehead, Bret was always one step ahead, providing the perfect support at all times.

As the labor progressed, Y/n's pain grew more intense, but Bret never faltered. He remained a pillar of strength, offering soothing words during each contraction. His voice encouraged Y/n to breathe through the pain, reminding them of the beautiful outcome waiting at the end.

When the time came for Y/n to push, Bret was right there, holding Y/n's hand firmly, never letting go. With every push, his unwavering support gave Y/n the strength to continue, reminding them of their incredible journey together.

And then, finally, their son entered the world, a tiny bundle of joy. As the cries filled the room, tears of joy streamed down Y/n's face. Bret leaned in, placing a gentle kiss on Y/n's forehead, his heart filled with overwhelming love and pride.

In that moment, Y/n realized how lucky they were to have Bret as their partner. He had been their rock, supporting them every step of the way, and now, he was holding their precious son in his arms.

As they gazed down at their child, Y/n felt a rush of gratitude for having such an incredible partner. Together, they had welcomed their son into the world, and they knew that their journey as parents would be filled with love, laughter, and the unwavering support of each other.

I’m Not The Only One

Imagine leaving Bret knowing that you don’t have his heart and crying in the hotel on your way back to the states…

“You claim to love me but I know I don’t have a place in your heart Bret.”

“You do Y/n I-“

“It’s over Bret because I’m not the only woman who loves you and I’m not competing or being in pain and fighting for your love.”

“Please don’t leave, I love you.”

“It’s over Bret.”

Surprise!

I couldn't contain my excitement as I sat in the audience, waiting for Bret's match to start at the WWF show in LA. You see, I had planned a surprise for him tonight. Bret was my favorite wrestler, and I had admired him from afar for so long.

As the lights dimmed and the music blared through the arena, my heart started racing. The energy in the crowd was electric as Bret's iconic theme song played. My eyes were fixated on the ring, eagerly waiting for him to make his entrance.

But little did Bret know, I was about to turn his world upside down. As he stepped into the ring, his eyes scanned the audience, unaware of what was about to happen. That's when I made my move. I had managed to secure a front-row seat near the aisle, strategically positioned for my surprise.

With butterflies in my stomach, I stood up and held up a handmade sign that read, "Bret, you're my hero!" His gaze met mine, and his expression shifted from confusion to pure astonishment. A smile spread across his face as he recognized the familiar words on the sign.

The match continued, but I could feel Bret's eyes on me throughout. There was an undeniable connection between us, fueled by the surprise and admiration we shared. It felt like time stood still as our eyes locked, the electricity between us pulsating with each passing moment.

Finally, the match came to an end, and Bret emerged victorious. The crowd erupted in cheers, but my attention was solely focused on him. I made my way backstage, nerves and excitement bubbling inside me like a cauldron.

As I reached Bret's locker room door, I took a deep breath and knocked. The door swung open, revealing Bret standing there, still sweaty from the intense match. His eyes widened with surprise as he saw me standing before him.

Without a word, he pulled me into his arms, wrapping me in an embrace that felt like home. His touch was electrifying, and I could feel the passion and gratitude radiating from him. In that moment, all the barriers between us disappeared, and we knew there was something special between us.

With the sound of cheers and the echo of the crowd still ringing in our ears, we found ourselves in a hotel room, lost in each other's embrace. Our lips met in a passionate kiss, our bodies longing for closeness.

Time seemed to stand still as we explored the depths of our connection, fueled by the mutual admiration and surprise that brought us together. Every touch, every caress spoke volumes, conveying the unspoken words of longing and desire.

In that hotel room, we let go of the outside world, allowing ourselves to be immersed in the magic of the moment. It was a night filled with passion, excitement, and a connection that surpassed all expectations.

As we lay there in each other's arms, basking in the afterglow of our encounter, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the surprise that brought us together. This unexpected rendezvous would forever be etched in both our hearts, a reminder of the power of surprises and the strength of our connection.

Send requests!!!

Only why I’m not uploading more Bret Hart Imagines because I actually want people to send me suggestions of what to write. Not just me just writing and now writing random imagines. So if anyone has something for me to write just send me a request.

Requests

Hello and welcome to the Bret Hart Imagines

You can request of y’all want me to write down in the comments or in the dms.

What I will write

Smut

Fluff

Sad

Angst

Platonic

Romantic

Family

Gore

Yandere

What I will not write

R*pe

Hard core abuse

Incest

Pedophilia

Non-con

Also this is black reader/Oc/Celebrity because there are barely Black reader anything. Another thing I would not use his REAL children or wife’s!!!

Missing You So Much

Request by @starobsidianruby

Brown Reader!!!

Suddenly, I heard the front door creak open, and my heart skipped a beat. Could it be Bret? I stood up eagerly, my eyes fixed on the entrance. And there he was, standing in the doorway a wide grin on his face.

"Bret!" I exclaimed, tears already welling up in my eyes. I rushed towards him, unable to contain my emotions any longer. He opened his arms, and I threw myself into his embrace, burying my face in his chest.

I could feel his arms wrap around me, holding me tight. "I missed you so much," I whispered, my voice choked with tears. "It's been so hard without you."

His grip on me tightened, as if he never wanted to let go. "I missed you too, brownY/n," he murmured, his voice filled with sincerity. "I promise, from now on, I'll take more breaks and spend more time with you. We'll make sure to be together, no matter what."

Tears streamed down my face as I looked up at him, my heart overflowing with love. "Thank you," I managed to say, my voice filled with gratitude. "I love you so much, Bret."

He wiped away my tears gently with his thumb, his eyes filled with tenderness. "I love you too, brownY/n," he whispered. "And I'll do everything in my power to make sure you never have to feel this lonely again."

In that moment, as we held each other tightly, I knew that our love was strong enough to withstand any distance or challenge. And with Bret's promise to prioritize our time together, I felt a renewed sense of hope and happiness.

Blind Rage

Requests by anonymous pt 2

As Bret's rival landed a brutal blow on Y/n everything seemed to blur in vision. The world around him faded into the background as a fiery rage consumed him. Adrenaline surged through his veins, heightening his senses and sharpening each of his reactions.

In that moment, Bret's focus zeroed in on Y/n, lying wounded on the ground. His heart raced, his chest tightened, and an overwhelming protectiveness took hold of him. The sight of Y/n in pain ignited a fierce anger within him, burning bright like a wildfire.

Bret's vision turned red as he confronted the rival who had dared to harm the person he cared for. Every ounce of rationality vanished as the blinding rage consumed him. Thoughts became secondary, replaced by an overwhelming need for vengeance, justice, and to ensure Y/n's safety.

With swift, calculated movements, Bret lunged at his rival, channeling his fury into each punch, kick, and strike. The sound of bones cracking and the thud of impact filled the air, drowned out by the roaring anger pulsating through him. He fought with a ferocity that he had never felt before, fueled by his love for Y/n and the deep-rooted need to protect them at all costs.

Nothing else mattered in that moment. All that existed was the thirst for retribution, the desire to make his rival pay for daring to harm Y/n. Every blow that landed spoke volumes, telling the story of Bret's unwavering devotion and loyalty. The raw power behind his punches mirrored his determination to defend Y/n, even if it meant sacrificing himself in the process.

As Bret relentlessly fought, his vision remained clouded by fury, his mind consumed by an unyielding need to bring justice to his fallen love. The world seemed to shrink, leaving only Y/n's wellbeing as his sole purpose. No matter the cost, no matter the pain, Bret would ensure that his rival faced the consequences for their actions.

In the midst of the chaos and violence, Bret's love for Y/n burned brighter than ever. Blinded by rage, he fought with a singular focus, a determination that knew no limits. And when the dust settled, and he stood victorious over his rival, it was not only a testament to his strength but also a declaration of his unconditional love for Y/n.