#grey mann

[another-delta-lover]

4 BIG GUYS (gray Mann and cheavy ref)

we really should stop bringing up our inside jokes, darling. here u go!, btw 🤭

[scouttf2sballs]

sorry for dying i have NOT had the motivation to draw anyways tf2 oc

think he’s just a guy. just a fella.

doodles below

[cottagecheese1]

a headcanon where Mob boss lyod hansen meeting stripper reader in a club, who is a secretly an assassin from another mafia group and she is trying to kill him

Secret

Plot: a young assassin gets assigned a new mission, but with one of the most dangerous men in the state, the only solution is to try to fool him at his daily Night club which doesn't end up as planned.

Warnings: non consensual touching, dirty talking, teasing, talks of spanking, a little bit of man handling, smut but not a lot, thigh riding

"I told you I'm not doing it! What part about that do you not understand?!"

I took a deep breath in and Paced around my bedroom. Closing my eyes while rubbing my temple and pausing trying to process the irritated voice on the other side of the phone.

"You will do this misson [name], you will do it or, you can turn in your badge and give all your gear to me. If that's not what you want then I suggest you get it done. I'll send you the information."

He yelled at me frustratingly. his voice getting higher as he yelled through the phone, we've been going at this for about an hour now, and I will not back down.

I mean that's until he basically threatened me with firing me. He told me I need to do this because this guy is important and we need him out of the way or something like that.

What was his name again? Lance?, Landen?, Larry? It's all the same thing anyway. He's probably just a douche bag. I started yelling again.

"Wait n-"

And at that he hung up the phone, and a text popped up on my phone, to see a picture of a guy and a document, great now I don't have a choice.

I groaned and looked down at my phone in annoyance. Lloyd hansen? Wasn't that the guy with Sierra six or someone like that?

A started to read the document, so where would a guy like him be like anyway. Solitary confinement?

But the last thing I expected was a strip club. I know he's a guy and all, but wouldn't he have more important things to do Then watch woman dance in practically nothing?

So I'm going undercover...wait as a stripper? Not even a waitress the one where I have to have the least amount of clothing on?

I paused for a moment until I heard my door bell ring. Who could possibly need me at this time of day?

I opened the door, and looked down to find a package with a note on the front. 'Hope you enjoy your mission' what could that be? I grabbed the box and took it to my room, and opened it.

I pulled out a light pink bra with a white Lacey mini skirt and white knee high socks with a bow placed at the top of each of them.

Um does he expect me to wear this? In front of this pervert? But I mean unless I don't wanna keep my job, I have to do this. It'll probably be over in a minute anyway.

4 hours later

I hug my body as I walk down the crowded street with a thick jacket on. I look up to see a bright pink neon sign with flashing lights that says 'girls, girls, girls' how original. I look over to see a door that says 'employees only' I walk over and try to open the door. It's locked.

I knock on the door and a woman with short brown hair and a nice button up shirt opens it, and they must have recognized me because they didn't check for any ID or qualification. Oh well.

She walks over to me and pulls out a gun handing it to me.

"Here, he's in the VIP section on the couch you'll see him. We reserved a stage for you, you're up in 10 minutes, so get ready."

And at that she walked away. 10 minutes? I should get ready then.

Take off my coat, and brush my hair out. Fixing the lip gloss, and the light mascara slightly smudged against my eye. Easy fix, I look down at my clock and realize I only have 4 minutes left. Shit.

I run out to the back of the stage, and take a deep breath. Wait, I don't know how to pole dance? I quickly take a look at the other girls and see them basically doing the same thing. Ok I guess I'll just slide around, and try to act sexy, or whatever that means.

Walking out on the stage; I take a quick look around. Everyones looking at me. Suddenly the music starts playing. I jump slightly, and make my way over to the shiny pole. It's fine right? I'll just copy what the other girls do.

Glancing over, to the VIP section I see that guy? Lloyd I'm pretty sure. I end up staring at him I mean who wouldn't he looks way better in person then in the pictures.

His porn star mustache, and his broad muscular figure was to suiting for him. I attempt to dance a little more. And the music finally stops, I walk off the stage and try to walk past him.

He grabs my arm and looks me up and down seductively, I can feel him undressing me with his eyes. He's hot though.

"Do you give private dances princess?"

I look down at him at smile Slightly and touched his arm.

"Of course, follow me"

He smiled and grabbed your hand, the size difference was huge; I weirdly felt weak and vulnerable. Now I was really nervous.

Luckily I already knew where the private rooms were, I opened the door, and led him in. I turned around, getting situated.

I heard a door close behind me, and arms wrap around my waist. I could feel his breath against my ear softly chuckling.

"You're not a dancer are you?"

I paused and stood still

"Um I don't know what you mean sir, I-"

"Don't lie to me sunshine, I know you're a good girl, so act like it would you?"

Shit. Maybe I can still play it off.

"I really don't know what you're talking about sir, I-I don't know what you want from me."

He tucked my hair behind my hair, and looked down at my with a smug look on his face.

"Don't play dumb sweetheart, I know your lying to me, except I don't know why, so be a good girl, and just confess to me hm?"

Well my covers blown now. Pulled a gun out of the top of my skirt, kicked him in the stomach, and pointed it at him.

He chuckled, and started to circle me

"Thought you were a good girl princess, I think you deserve a spanking don't you think?"

What the fuck was this guy on? I need him alive, but I couldn't focus with the warmth in between my legs spreading throughout my entire body. I squished my thighs together, which apparently did not go unnoticed.

"Aw honey I know you're dressed like a slut, but I didn't know you actually were one"

He grabbed me by the waist, and yanked the gun from my hand. He was way bigger, and stronger then me; no way I could fight him off, but I tried.

After trying to kick him multiple times, and wrench my body out of his grip, he threw me to the ground, he smacked my head against the wall, and then eventually. I gave up.

I sunk Into his body, and let him throw me on the couch, I was to tired to fight back.

"I know you're tired princess, and I hate to hurt you pretty girl, but you need to learn your place don't you baby?"

I leaned back, but still after all that; I could feel the warmth in between my legs growing.

He grinned and sat down on the couch next to me stroking my leg he put me in his lap and kissed me softly. He pulled away and started to play with my hair.

"And I'll even forgive you..But for all the trouble you caused me, you have to cum for me right now.

My eyes widened, he chuckled, and grabbed my waist putting me on his thigh.

"What? You thought I didn't see you squeezing your pretty thighs together like a whore?"

I felt his thigh flex against me, I let out a tiny moan. I unconsciously started grinding against his muscular thigh. It felt so good; I couldn't stop even I'd I tried.

"Mm that's it pretty girl grind against me, you're so good for me aren't you?"

At this point I was desperate for a release, I moaned louder and tried to push myself into him more.

"I know, I know, keep going you're being such a good girl, I'm so proud of you princess"

He stroked my face, and pushed his fingers past my lips. And started sucking on my tits. I instantly wrapped my lips around his fingers, and sucked on them. Grinding harder onto his thigh While hanging onto his broad shoulders.

"That's it keep sucking, you have such pretty lips princess"

I felt a warmth in my stomach building up slowly, I moaned around his fingers, and dug my hips in his thigh.

"M gon cum"

My voice was muffled by his fingers in my mouth

"Go ahead sunshine"

He rubbed my waist up and down, I felt a tight warmth in my lower stomach building up, and then released.

He stroked my head, and kissed my forehead smiling.

"you did so good princess, I know naive little girls like you have a hard time knowing what there place is, but it's ok I'll always be here to remind you baby doll"

He laid me down on the couch, and gave me a soft kiss on the lips.

"I gotta go honey, but I mean you did make a mess on me, so I have business, and get a new pair of pants, I'll see you later [name] maybe I'll visit you again hm?

I laid down on my side, and curled up when a thought interrupted me. Wait? I never told him my name? Now that I think about it. I've seen him a lot of places I've just never gave him a second glance. Has lloyd been stalking me?

A/n:Hope you liked that guy's, I'm trying to post as much as I can, but I've been busy, so please bare with me!

Masterlist

[stangeranfanficion]

@dinoburger really inspired me with their grey mann designs and headcanons that made me like open my eyes to Grey as a character. I might make my own headcanons on the old rich tf2 people later so take this small render for right now.

[techmomma]

things that haunt me:

knowing that we will probably never know how this horrible little goblin man

made this horrible little goblin girl

do i think she’s a clone or a robot or just adopted? yes

can we ever conclusively rule out that Grey Mann didn’t boink someone to make her?

no

this is the part that haunts me.

[jevilowo]

Mattpat wishes he was me rn no one is doing it like I am

(This is following the "Elizabeth is Mysterious Stranger and Administrator" theory, and the "Bette Mann neè Darling and Barnabus Hale had an affair" theory btw. Too many theories.)

[volno-pesh]

that fuckinf mann co propaganda in my phone again bro ToT

[fastwriterreallylazy]

"A Mission you'll never forget, Part 2"

Miss Pauling: Sniper? Sniper?

Sniper: Miss pauling, he's dead.

Miss Pauling: No..

Sniper looks at his body, kneels down and screams out

"WHYY!!!"

His voice eventually fades until it sounds like it's coming from a speaker.

?? : So, are the targets neutralized?

???: Yes, Grey Mann. However, one remains.

Grey Mann: Good. That's one less loose end we have to deal with. Just deal with the other during their next mission. There is no effect on our plans.

???: Shall I contact her?

Grey Mann: Sure, we could use the intel on where he's going next.

The camera pans back to sniper, kneeling at scout's dead body.

Sniper: Miss Pauling, we cant leave him dead like this, we have to give him a proper ceremony.

Miss Pauling: I'll inform the rest of the team. I still cant believe this is real.

Sniper: I will prepare his body for transport, permission to terminate this mission?

Miss Pauling: Go ahead.

Sniper: Okay.

Sniper carries Scout's body to the jeep's back seats. He turns off the radio and goes back on the road leading to 2Fort.

While on the road, sniper cries profusely, staring both at the road, and at scout's body. He considers driving into a power pole and ending it there, but he gets to base beforehand.

When he finally arrives at 2Fort, the RED team is at the loading dock, prepared with a casket. Miss Pauling is there. They carry scout's body to the casket and say their final remarks.

Heavy: Today is sad day. I will miss tiny baby man.

Medic: Even if I could, I couldn't revive scout. The field around zis base cannot reach outside these valls. Mein herzliches Beileid, Sniper.

Pyro: mffm mfffm mfffm fmmmfm.

Soldier: You were real good son, real good, maybe even the best.

Demoman: Aye, we're gonna need lots of drinks after this.

Demoman hands sniper a candle.

Engineer has a visible sad expression on his face, and doesnt speak. He takes off his welding goggles and cries, softly to himself.

The spy has a visible face of regret. He takes off his mask and cries, he seems more disturbed than the rest, even more than engineer, for some reason. (If you know TF2 lore, you know what I'm talking about,)

Miss Pauling has a somber expression, and keeps to herself. The mercs all lift the coffin and bring it to the second floor. There are chairs, flowers, and a picture of scout. They rest scout's coffin on a special pillar made of marble, and sit in silence. There is no eulogy, no message.

There is no one to comfort them.

In their hearts, they are all deeply broken from this tragedy.

The camera then fades to a table being illuminated by a seemingly circular light. There is an open folder on the table, with documents, and this photo in it.

[musicalmeowsandcandiedlemons]

I made a cardigan for Grey Mann! He has a bit longer arms than Ken. I still have another roll of this thrifted yarn as it was originally intended to be two socks. The color combos are...hm. Retro.

[mortallyatomicmoon]

So. We all know Grey Mann's daughter Olivia correct? Who is the mother you ask? Well my friend I've thought about that and I believe I've figured it out. The mother is Administrator. Let me explain. Administrator and Olivia both have black hair. Administrator's main color is purple. Olivia's is green. Green and purple are both secondary colors. Also they are both girls. So there you have it. Un disputable proof. The Administrator and Grey Mann got together and had Olivia.

[another-delta-lover]

Gray mann and cheavy….🥺 (you know who this is)

I KNOW EXACTLY WHO YOU ARE. IF I LOSE EVEN 1 FOLLOWER BECAUSE OF THIS IM GOING TO DESTROY YOU.

cw: RARE PAIR SHIP.

I'M GOING TO DIE.... AAAHAHAH i'll put as much tags as i can so i face what i deserve. I SWEAR I DONT SHIP THIS-

[mannco-official]

TO GO WITH MY LAST POST, HERE ARE SOME ASEXUAL SPECTRUM MANN CO LOGOS!!! THE ASEXUAL ONE WAS IN MY INITIAL POST BUT IT FELT RIGHT TO POST IT AGAIN ALONGSIDE DEMISEXUAL, GREYASEXUAL, AND AEGOSEXUAL!

[coolhorse]

[burningexeter]

I have an entire fully fleshed out idea for a second Ben 10 reboot that is not only done in the same visual styles of the first three shows but also is a female-led TRILOGY of shows focusing on Gwen, Charmcaster, Sandra etc.

It's called the "Where The Magic Happens" Trilogy.

[365filmsbyauroranocte]

Strangers in the Night (Anthony Mann, 1944)

[sins-of-the-sea]

//Funnily enough, you can have the Crew dress as TF2 mercs for Halloween (which I might do this year):

Frascona: Soldier (as he came from a family of knights)

Abena: Demoman (black works with chemicals, lovers best friends with Soldier)

Rashid: Heavy (duh)

Ruixiong: Scout (also duh)

Guy: Pyro (duh x3)

Phoebus: Medic (duh x 4)

Giovanni: Engineer (a hard one between him and Spy (because LMAO) but going with Engie because Engie works with metals and can restore health to a minor degree (clearly with food)).

inb4 Ulan is around as Miss Pauling (as that is somewhat her role to the Master prior to being shoved in a compass).

Sadly I got no one for Sniper. Maybe all of the Barracuda can be Sniper. And that tells you how terrible a team they would be in an actual session.