#Marty Grease

[behold-the-brave-battalion-17]

Rizzo: I'm trying to get over my anger problems.

Marty: You just punched Kenickie.

Rizzo: I said I'm TRYING.

[gene-forrester]

Hey, do your folks know I come into your room every night? Over KZAZ, that is.

Grease (1978) dir. Randal Kleiser

[fizziedoodle]

Grease

directed by Randal Klesier

starring Olivia Newton-John, John Travolta, Stockard Channing, Jeff Conaway & Many More!

[moth-lace]

Imagine if Chibi-Usa and the Amazoness Quartet were BIPOC

Thank you so much! It was a lot of fun to draw. :D

You're so welcome! Diversity is beautiful <3 <3

[princesssarisa]

I wonder… What are the Pink Ladies (from Grease) like?

I'm talking about their hairs (👩), their eyes (👀), their bodies and some colors of their skins

By the way Happy New Year! 😘

Happy New Year to you too!

How the Pink Ladies look in the stage musical depends on the production, but for the two filmed versions we can give more concrete descriptions of them.

First the classic 1978 film:

Rizzo is fairly short (5'3'') and slender yet buxom, with an hourglass figure. She has a short, squarish face with round cheeks, peach skin, green eyes, and short, curly, dark brown hair.

Frenchy is the tallest of the girls (5'4 1/2''), and slim, with a "rectangular" figure. She has a long "heart shaped" face, sandy peach skin, and deep brown eyes. Her short hair, which she styles in fluffy curls, is naturally black (as evidenced by her eyebrows), but she dyes it red... or occasionally blonde, or in one accidental case, pink.

Marty is of medium height (5'4'') and slender, with a slight hourglass figure. She has a squarish face, peach skin, brown eyes, and thick, chin-length, light brown hair styled in loose curls.

Jan is also of medium height and has the most pear-shaped figure of the girls, though she loses weight over the course of the film. She has a squarish face, peach skin, blue-gray eyes, and wavy, shoulder length, dark brown hair.

Then there's Grease Live! from 2016:

Rizzo is shorter than in the '78 film (just 5'1'') and more slender, though she still has an hourglass figure. She has golden tan skin and brown eyes, and though she still has short, dark brown hair, it's more wavy than curly.

Frenchy is also short (5'2'') and slender, with a "rectangular" figure. She has a shorter, rounder face than '78 Frenchy, with blue eyes, though still with dusty peach skin. Her hair is naturally dark brown, but again, she dyes it red (or sometimes blonde, or pink) and styles it in a short, loose-curled Marilyn Monroe-style 'do.

Marty is tall (5'6'') and slender, with an hourglass figure, and is given a "race lift" to be African-American in this version. Her skin is a warm light brown, and she has a square face, deep brown eyes, and dark brown hair that, again, she wears in fluffy chin-length curls.

Jan is fairly short (5'3'') and the most heavyset of the girls, with a full hourglass figure. She has a squarish face with soft round cheeks, dusty peach skin, brown eyes, and wavy, shoulder length, dark brown hair that's slightly thinner than '78 Jan's.

[onelegmissing]

"Grease" Backstories

Sandy Olsson/Yung/Dumbrowski

In “Grease Live!” Sandy’s family is from Utah, and her parents are extremely controlling, to the point of not allowing her to attend school dances. It’s believed that in this version, her family are strict Mormons.

This background works for most any time period. But if we want to tie her story closer to the ‘50s, and/or just want her to be from Australia or someplace else, here’s another idea:

Sandy’s father has a prestigious position in….some business or another. The “change of plans” that caused the family to abruptly move to another state/country/side of the globe happened when his longtime business associate was Blacklisted as a Communist. Mr. Olsen/Young/Whoever ended that partnership on the spot and moved his family as far away from that associate as possible.  He is obsessed with his family’s good, upstanding, “family values” reputation.

And Sandy of course just wants to be a teenager.

Danny Zuko:

“You’re lucky to have parents who care so much; mine don’t care about anything.”

~ Danny Zuko, “Grease Live!” (2016)

This single line goes worlds to explaining Danny’s dependence on the T-Birds, and why he’s drawn to a sensitive girl like Sandy.

So why don’t his parents care about anything?

Danny is the result of a shotgun wedding. Dad the veteran unknowingly knocked up Danny’s mom just before shipping out to Japan. Mr. Zuko returned from the War with untreated PTSD, and a son he didn’t plan on. Because of the time period, Danny’s parents were pressured to get married. They don’t exactly fight, they just exist in a loveless marriage, begrudgingly raising their kids in a house full of untreated PTSD and substance abuse.

Kenickie:

Note: I have absolutely no clue where the Grease Wiki gets the “Kenickie Murdock” from. The name “Murdock” is not given to Kenickie in either the movie or the TV version, and I can find no evidence of it being in the stage version either. The only “Murdock” in the play/movie is Mrs. Murdock the shop teacher, and there’s no indication of any relationship to Kenickie, bar maybe the car connection. In any case, Kenickie itself is a last name.

Kenickie’s “Mom” tattoo is pretty damn corny, but if you can get past that, it’s a detail that drops a bombshell of backstory hints.

For all his edgelord behavior, Kenickie is stunningly chivalrous when he learns Rizzo may be pregnant. Even nowadays, a true asshole would run out on her. Here it’s the ‘50s, he wants to be there for her and his hypothetical unplanned kid.  Rizzo knows what a hardass Kenickie is, yet thinks crying in front of him is “the worst thing I could do”--worse than dating his enemy and telling him “it’s someone else’s kid.”

Here’s my spin: Kenickie’s mom died from some disease like Cancer or radium poisoning. It was slow and emotionally scarring, and Rizzo knows about it. She knows seeing a woman he cares about in emotional distress again would break him.

His father is alive, but absent, if not literally then at least emotionally. Kenickie was apparently gone the entire summer, none of the other T-Birds knew where he was for three months. The Bargain City he was lugging boxes at was apparently out of town. Who was he living with for the summer? His grandparents? A friend of the family? Who knows.

Betty Rizzo:

She’s “the school tramp” (“Grease Live!”) and the neighborhood thinks she’s trashy. Yet she doesn’t seem to live in a ghetto or anything, if the opening cartoon is anything to go by. She’s from a working-class family that just has a bad reputation, probably for incredibly stupid reasons given that it’s the ‘50s.

Betty’s mom had her out of wedlock and didn’t bother to hide it. She did eventually get married—to the neighborhood gambling addict. The last person to find out that this guy wasn’t Betty’s rea father was Betty. Since having that bomb dropped on her, Betty’s one scruple is that she doesn’t lie.

Frenchie:

Has a relatively normal family. She’s Jewish (because Didi Cohn). No one in her nuclear family has any numbers tattooed on their arms though; they’ve been in the States since the Twenties. Why does she have her own TV in her room in the ‘50s? She doesn’t; the Pink Ladies just commandeered the family set for the night.

What do her parents think of her academic decisions? They’re a bit exasperated by her dropping out, pursuing that beauty-school pipe-dream, and having to stay in high school a bit longer to make up for it. But it’s not of the world. Frenchie has a relatively normal, if sit-commy family.

Jan:

The only thing really making her an outcast is that she eats a lot and she’s quirky. Mom frequently gives her grief for her unhealthy eating habits and sketchy friends, but on the whole Jan has a pretty normal life. Or maybe not-so-normal by ‘50s standards. Nothing gets Jan down. Not being called “fat,” not being compared to a cartoon beaver, nothing. Her family doesn’t adhere to the ridged rules of ‘50s society. Her parents are beanik-y artists.

Doody:

His skittish personality runs in the family.  His father is hyper-paranoid that the Russians will nuke us any day now, and upkeeps the family bomb shelter obsessively. Dad has so much unnecessary crap hoarded up for the supposed Armageddon that Doody has no trouble finding parts for Greased Lightning right at home.

Sonny Latierri:

…has been flukning school a lot. It’s implied in the TV version, and goes universes to explaining why he particularly looks so old in the movie even compared to the other “teenagers.”

Putzie:

Even with your slash-goggles off, his character screams “in the closet” pretty hard. He takes ogling girls to extremes, and “jokingly” feels up Kenickie during “Summer Nights” in the movie. The only indication that he might be into girls for real is his admittedly adorable flirtation with Jan, and even could just have been playground-romance. Or he could be bi.

Marty:

Having boy-toys all over the world means that Marty probably has some familiarity with the different subcultures overseas. She has a feu greasers here in the States and one in Canada; a Teddy Boy in England; a drag-racing Raggare in Sweden; a Bōsōzoku in Japan; and a wildly-dressed Halbstarke in Germany, who sends her the weirdest gifts.  

Crater-Face:

…is not the token racist, because that’s just lazy writing.  

Aside from that, I don’t know that I can give him a serious backstory, because his movie-counterpart is just so distractingly old for the part. I jokingly head-canon that he’s a conman in his 40s hiding from both the mafia and the law, trying unconvincingly to live the false identity of a high school student.  

Or maybe he’s a cop on assignment to infiltrate teenage drag-racing gangs.

Principal McGee:

The tight-laced principal doesn’t want any of her students to know that when she was in high school, in the Roaring Twenties, she was the wildest flapper in California.

Mrs. Murdock

As a young woman in the ‘30s, she was part of a small gang of robbers akin to Bonnie and Clyde or the Dillinger gang. This is what led to her prison time. She got a shortened sentence for her work as a wrench-wench during the War. She misses the old times, which is why she assists the T-Birds in their illicit vehicular activities.

[beautyarchive]

Marty wants to get on TV and she knows how to make it happen.

Dinah Manoff in Grease (1978).

[chantalstacys]

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[livvyofthelake]

julianne hough is soooo babygirl tbh… no one is talking about this….

[behold-the-brave-battalion-17]

Marty: You know what girls talk about when they get together?

Sonny: Um, sugar and spice and everything nice?

Marty: That's what we're made of, you dumbass.

[reflection-s-of-stars]

NO I HAVE NO RECOLLECTION OF THIS!!! Frenchy/Sandy/Rizzo is a god tier ship though, screw Danny they’re gay now

Dio are you watching Grease fanfiction. Cause if you are I might have to unfollow you (KIDDING KIDDING my personal vendetta against Grease will not interfere with our mutualship)

SOPH DO YOU NOT REMEMBER THE TIME I WENT UNHINGED ON HERE ABOUT WRITING GREASE FAN FIC? I WAS GOING CRAZY OVER FRENCHIE/SANDY/RIZZO! Of course I’m watching Grease fan fic with non-binary lesbians. Who do you think I am?

[small-sinclair]

Could you write Bo x insecure S/O (but like super duper extra fluffy). Idk why but Soft Bo is legit the best and not enough ppl write him like that.

Headcanons or dabbles - anything would be great, I trust that you know best. Anyways, thank you xoxo

Hewos! Hope you like vampires🩵

Bo x plus size fem!y/n

Contains: blood, biting, killing, she/her pronouns used, body shaming (not from Bo), not sure if I like the ending

Welcomed readers: @fluffy-little-demon, @sketchy-rosewitch, @lovely-cryptid

Bo POV:

Bo watched carefully as the new group in town moved through the streets. They were calling out for someone, but wax doesn’t talk back… it never has talked back unless you listen carefully. Still, Bo watched from the shadows in his black suit and tie, his fingers fidgeting with his father’s sun ring. He was busy thinking who was dead, who was art, and who was food.

Then Bo saw her in knee-high jean shorts, bright yellow t-shirt with cute butterflies on it, and a ball cap over her hair. The breeze carried her scent, and it sent shivers down his spine; he found her.

He found his wife.

Reader POV:

As soon as you and your friends entered the House of Wax, a smile crossed formed. Not was the air conditioner running at high to beat the heat, but there was a stair case made out of wax. The art was beautiful and bright, and it was paused in the 70s style.

“Y/n, wait!” You turned your head at Liza. “Look! It’s you!” She and her boyfriend started snickering as she pointed at a pig’s head on the table. “They knew you were coming!”

You hugged yourself as you shifted uncomfortably. “Yeah, funny, Liza.” You move farther into the museum and looked at the waxed bookcase. “All of this is made with wax,” you whispered to yourself.

“Bet you wished it was made outta chocolate!” Marty, Liza’s boyfriend, laughed, his friends joining you.

You bit back your tongue and kept looking at the art and pieces. Under you, the floor creaked and cracked.

“Hear that?” One of his friends whispered, making you pause. “Oh, it’s not an earthquake— it’s just y/n walking around!”

Guess we know what broke the camel’s back.

You spun on your heels and hurried towards the door to find that mechanic—

When you opened the door, you bumped into a strong chest and stumbled back. You looked up to see a man dressed all in black with smoothed back from grease, and you could smell smoke and oil over his clothing, but it had a old country boy feeling to it.

He was startled that you were running out as soon as he was about to lay out his words for you in sugar, that was until Liza shouted, “Look out for Rhino!” Then they laughed you out, pushing past him and took off to the car shop.

He looks between your run and at the group. As much as he wanted to rip out all of their throats with his teeth, he decided against it. Instead, he put his fingers in his mouth. His whistle echoed throughout the building, and it silenced the laughter. Their eyes looked at him as he loosened his tie and pulled down his cuffs. His ocean blue eyes shimmered as they faded to a burning fire red, eyes twitching in anger. How dare they say that about you…

His boots echoed as he walked into the room. He turns, closes the door, and locks it. “Vincent!” Bo snapped, jolting the group’s shoulders. He takes off his jacket and throws his tie. His red eyes burned brighter, a snarl leaving him as he watched the group coward away.

As soon as he saw Vincent, he felt his fangs showing. “Now, we don’ take kindly t’folks like yourself.” As he talked, his boots echoed as he walked towards the group. They looked like cowardly sheep by the way the moved closer together. Bo could’ve laughed at the way the bigger one was trying to protect Liza. “Be a shame, though. To waste good food lik’ yer-selfs.”

“You’re-you’re a—“

“Aw, sweetheart,” Bo hummed, his drawl heavy as he and his brother corner the group. “Vampires lik’ us are rare. So… consider you lucky to see us.”

Vincent placed a hand over the mouth of one three men and lifted his mask. Long, pearly fangs showed before his bit down hard on his neck. Bo smiled as their screams echoed.

Let the games begin.

***************

You were crying in the church next to the waxed statues in the pews. You found out that they were bodies real fast, but you didn’t seem to care much as your cries echoed around the church. You didn’t know how long were you crying in a ball behind the casket. You heard the whispers and murmurs on the tape reply twice already.

Then you hear the door open and boots clicking towards the casket. “Darlin’?” The man called. “Darlin’? Ya in here?” He didn’t wait for you to answer as he rounds the coffin and finds you curled into your lap crying. He frowns and sits next to you. “Now, why is a beautiful creature like you cryin’?”

“I’m-I’m not beautiful,” you cried. “I’m fat and ugly and-and—“

“An’ t’right size to show some lovin’,” he interrupted, saying those words like it’s a fact.

“You’re just saying that to-to be nice,” you sniffled. “You don’t mean it.”

He chuckles and leans back on his mother’s coffin. “Nah, honey. Can’t lie in front of my mama.” You glanced at him, and your eyes grow wide as you saw his hands and neck covered in dried blood. “Mama didn’t raise a liar,” he drawls. “I swear to ya, honeybee,” he glanced at you and flashed you a smile. His white canine s longer than normal… but you weren’t afraid. “I think ya t’prettiest thin’ I’ve ever seen. Shit, ya put ol’ Ms. Ambrose to shame.”

You laughed at his comment and shook your head. “Bet you charm all the ladies.”

“Yeah, I do,” he answers, “but I reckon I found myself an angel righ’ here.”

You look at him up and down. “Are you… flirting?”

“Am I doin’ good?” He leans forward and looks up at the altar. “I hope ‘m doin’ good.” He looks around and sighs softly. “I bet you saw the people…”

“The waxed graves?” You wiped your eyes. “Yeah. But it doesn’t scare me. I just… just needed to cry. Besides,” you lowered your eyes, “I’m a rhino.” Then you rolled your eyes. “And a southern vampire is going to kill me.”

Bo shook his head and moved to be kneeling in front of you. He took both your hands and said, “Darlin’, what do you want?”

“What—?”

“What do I need to give ya?” Bo asked again. “The stars? Moon? Shit, ‘ll give ya my dead-beating heart! Anythin’ just to see ya smile.”

“How about your name?” You asked, feeling how sticky his hands were from blood.

“Bo,” he said, bringing up your hand and kissed it. “Bo Sinclair.”

“Y/n,” you said, smiling. “I’m y/n.” Then your smile fell. “You going to kill me now?”

He shakes his head. “Be a shame if I did.” He stands and offered you help. “Wanna take you home, sugar. Wanna show you off to every person an’ my brothers. You’re just so damn cute an’ beautiful.”

You looked at him and the blood on his chin. “Promise?”

“Cross my heart,” he whispered. You didn’t hesitate as you took his hand. “I’ll treat you so right everyday.”

“Everyday?”

Your hopeful eyes, your voice… Bo is falling apart for you so fast. “I swear to ya, y/n. Now, come on— Vince’s wanna t’meet ya.”

[garden-0f-ed3n]

Morning angel :3 I have a question: When did you get interested in the theater and singing, and why?

-Fizzgig sends hugs.

Good morning, fizzgig. Thank you for this question.. I actually really appreciate it. I need something like this to distract me. The first show that I ever watched was A Christmas Carol at my cousins high school. It honestly changed my life. I loved the lighting and seeing a show performed live right in front of me. But I’ve always kinda felt like I wasn’t good enough for it, so I just stayed away. Then in 8th grade, I did crew for my first show and I realized how much I loved it! Then going into highschool, I kept doing theatre, but staying on the crew side of things. I have been singing since I was just a little girl, there are actually videos of me online at karaoke places singing when im only about 8 or 9 years old. But again, no confidence. Then, my sophomore year, I joined choir for the first time and I realized how much I loved it. At this same time, I started taking singing lessons. Reading music came easy for me because I had been playing instruments my whole life, and I had always loved singing so it felt amazing to be able to regularly do it instead of just singing in the shower. But, my sophomore year I didn’t have many friends. I was severely depressed, and very lonely. I decided to try out for some shows for the first time. I didn’t get in, in fact I failed many times. The first show I got into was a show for a theatre camp that I had already paid for, so I felt like I was sort of cheating. I got named ensemble, and it made me realize how much I love being in shows. I kept on with choir as well, got into state honors choirs and my schools best choirs as well. Then this year, I got my first real role, and my first LEAD!! That was Marty, from Grease. Which has actually been a dream role of mine. Playing Marty truly made me realize that this is what makes me happy. Singing and acting and dancing, putting on a show for people. It’s what I love. I’ve failed so many times, and I will continue to not get casted in shows im sure. But im gonna keep working, because this really truly is my passion. Also, I don’t talk about this a lot, but I also have performed with live bands a couple of times now! Thank you for your question. I’ve had a rough morning, so I really appreciate this. <3

[them-bo-dacious]

Me: You haven't finished your fics in progress and you haven't started the ones you've had in mind for months.

Also me, after re-watching Grease: NEED. WRITE. FEMSLASH

[cherrysfanfics-ily]

↬ What and Who I Write for ↫

��� Grease: The Rise of the Pink Ladies

♡ Jane Facciano

♡ Oliva Valdovinos

♡ Nancy Nakagawa

♡ Cynthia Zdunowski

♡ Richie Valdovinos

♡ Shy Guy

♡ Potato

♡ Gil

♡ Susan

♡ Dot

♡ Rosemary

♡ Wally

♡ Hazel

♡ Buddy Aldridge

♡ Frenchy Facciano

☆ Grease

♡ Frenchy Facciano

♡ Betty Rizzo

♡ Sandy Olsson

♡ Marty Maraschino

♡ Jan

♡ Kenickie Murdoch

♡ Danny Zuko

♡ Sonny

♡ Doody

♡ Roger

♡ Leo Balmudo

☆ Grease 2

♡ Paulette Rebchuck

♡ Frenchy Facciano

♡ Micheal Carrington

♡ Goose McKenzie

♡ Stephanie Zinone

♡ Johnny Nogerelli

♡ Louis DiMucci

♡ Sharon Cooper

♡ Rhonda Ritter

☆ Criminal Minds

♡ Spencer Reid

♡ Aaron Hotchner

♡ Emily Prentiss

♡ Derek Morgan

♡ Jennifer Jareau

♡ Elle Greenway

♡ Penelope Garcia

☆ Twilight

♡ Jasper Hale

♡ Alice Cullen

♡ Rosalie Hale

♡ Emmett Cullen

♡ Edward Cullen

♡ Carlisle Cullen

♡ Esme Cullen

♡ Bella Swan

♡ Sam Uley

♡ Paul Lahote

♡ Leah Clearwater

♡ Seth Clearwater

♡ Jacob Black

♡ Alec Volturi

♡ Cauis Volturi

☆ Miss Peregrines Home for Peculiar Children

♡ Enoch O’ Connnor

♡ Emma Bloom

♡ Jacob Portman 

♡ Millard Nullings

♡ Bronwyn

♡ Victor

♡ Horace

♡ Olive

♡ Hugh

♡ Fiona

☆ Glee

♡ Rachel Berry

♡ Finn Hudson

♡ Kurt Hummel

♡ Artie Abrams

♡ Santana Lopez

♡ Tina Cohen-Chang

♡ Mercedes Jones

♡ Brittany S. Pierce

♡ Noah Puckerman 

♡ Sam Evans

♡ Blaine Anderson

♡ Mike Chang

♡ Quinn Fabray

♡ Jesse St. James

♡ Sebastian Smythe

☆ Pitch Perfect

♡ Donald Walsh

♡ Jesse Swanson

♡ Beca Mitchell

♡ Aubrey Posen

♡ Chloe Beale

♡ Stacie Conrad

♡ Cynthia Rose Adams

♡ Unicycle

☆ Pitch Perfect 2

♡ Jesse Swanson

♡ Beca Mitchell

♡ Aubrey Posen

♡ Chloe Beale

♡ Stacie Conrad

♡ Cynthia Rose Adams

♡ Emily Junk

♡ Flo

♡ Pietrar 

♡ Kommissar

☆ Pitch Perfect 3

♡ Beca Mitchell

♡ Aubrey Posen

♡ Chloe Beale

♡ Stacie Conrad

♡ Cynthia Rose Adams

♡ Emily Junk

♡ Flo

♡ Calamity

♡ Serenity

♡ Charity

♡ Veracity

♡ Chicago

☆ Ride the Cyclone

♡ Mischa

♡ Noel

♡ Ricky

♡ Constance

♡ Jane Doe

♡ Ocean

☆ Mamma Mia

♡ Sophie Sheridan

♡ Sky

♡ Donna Sheridan

♡ Sam Carmicheal

♡ Harry Bright

♡ Bill Austin

♡ Pepper

☆ School Spirits

♡ Maddie Nears

♡ Simon Elroy

♡ Wally Clark

♡ Xavier Baxter

♡ Rhonda

♡ Charley

♡ Dawn

☆ Nerdy Prudes Must Die

♡ Stephanie Lauter

♡ Peter Spankoffski

♡ Richie Lipschitz

♡ Ruth Fleming

♡ Grace Chasity

♡ Max Jagerman

♡ Lords in Black

☆ Movie! Five Nights at Freddy's

♡ Micheal Schmidt

♡ Vanessa Afton

♡ Platonic! Abby Schmidt

☆ Fruits Basket

♡ Tohru Honda

♡ Yuki Sohma

♡ Kyo Sohma

♡ Hatsuharu Sohma

♡ Momiji Sohma

♡ Shigure Sohma

♡ Hatori Sohma

☆ My Babysitters a Vampire

♡ Ethan Morgan

♡ Benny

♡ Rory

♡ Sarah

♡ Erica

♡ Jesse

☆ Starlight Express

♡ Greaseball

♡ Dinah

♡ Rusty

♡ Pearl

♡ Electra (May add Wrench and all later)

♡ Tassita

♡ Hydra

♡ Freights (Timber, Porter, Slick)

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