#kenickie x reader
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tough guy.
notes: someone needs to seriously make an effort to bruise these guys' ego a little. the t-birds in GENERAL need to come with a warning sign saying "Will Not Show Affection in Public".
contains: danny zuko x gender neutral reader , kenickie murdoch x female reader
characters: danny zuko, kenickie murdoch, t-birds and pink ladies (briefly mentioned)
warnings: swearing, suggestive themes and dialouge
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꒰ danny. ꒱
“ 'S cool with me, baby. ” Danny holds a hand around your waist, taking care not to look into your eyes. God, he could stare at them for hours. He'd live a happy life if all he ever saw was those eyes. But he can't look at you. Not now. The T-Birds stare at him, almost as if they were waiting on their leader to slip up and say something cheesy. “ I'll see you after school, beautiful. ”
You press a quick kiss to his lips, before walking off to your next class. You knew his status meant something to him, and weren't trying to put him in an annoying spot with his friends. Danny's shoulders relax as you walk off, eyes trailing after you as if he could keep you next to him with his mind.
Danny is the leader of the T-Birds, so he's held to a somewhat higher standard than the rest of the guys. Out of all of them, he's suppossed to be the most macho, the most hard-headed, and the most gutsy member all into one. In between all the turf wars and fights at school, he's the face of their gang that let's everyone know he means business.
And then you came along. You managed to break through his tough exterior and unlock a sweeter, more sensitive side of him. He couldn't help but feel like a total melvin each time he dressed up nice to bring you flowers, or when he put his best efforts into not getting fresh with you when you invited him to your place to study after school.
To him, it's all worth it. Just seeing that smile on your face is enough to keep him going through the exhaustion he feels trying to keep his pure, romantic advancements under wraps.
꒰ kenickie. ꒱
Kenickie's hand reaches dangerously close to your ass as you sit with him at The Frosty Palace. As the T-Birds and Pink Ladies chat at their shared booth, Kenickie made sure to show off that he was a certified ladies man. And what better way to show that than messing around with his girl while they ate?
“ If these jokers keep this shitty conversation up, i'll just have to take ya' home for some real fun. ” You could tell he was practically working overtime tonight. With all those notes you left in his lunch, you were more than sure he was trying to make up the jokes he was subjected to. It's not that he really cared what the guys would think, they knew he would knock them out before they had the chance to flap their gums for too long, but it was a matter of dignity!
Kenickie Murdouch would rather die than let the guys think he's gone soft. He's a rockin', smooth talkin' rebel who's all bark. At least, until he started going steady with you. He feels all mixed up, wanting to treat you nice while also having to be on the look out for the other T-Birds.
God forbid you ever give him a tender kiss in front of his friends at school, or make him quiet a quick "i love you too" when you part ways in the halls. The guys will rip on him for as long as Kenickie will take it, making obnoxious kissing noises and jokingly threaten to take his second-in-command spot.
If they push him too far, he'll switch right back into greaser mode, and threaten to knock the living daylights out of them. They shut up quickly after that.
There's been at least one instance where you and Kenickie were on a date at The Frosty Palace, sharing a milkshake. As you two are talking, he laughs, slamming his hand on the table, and the milkshake splashes on the tip of his nose. When you go to clean his face for him, the other T-Birds barge in through those glass doors. It almost feels unreal how accurate their timing is. You hear a chorus of "oooo!"s as you clean his face, trying your best to calm your boyfriend down before he loses his cool.
You don't see his walls go down often, even when you're by yourselves. Give him time.
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Graduation Frustrations
Kenickie x Reader: Epilogue 1
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//my original trilogy is near and dear to my heart, and since its been popping off recently i’ve decided to write a few epilogue chapters for it :) i hope you enjoy and feel free to send me more grease requests <3
“I’m sorry kiddo, but it looks like you’re going to have to repeat senior year.”
Kenickie stared back at Mrs. Murdock, mouth slightly agape. The shop teacher awkwardly looked around the classroom as the rest of the class had started to pack up. Graduation was one month away and she knew that boy’s only chance was finals.
“REPEAT WHAT?!” Kenickie had finally processed what she had said.
“Come on, Kenickie. Are you really surprised? You’re passing my class but only because you actually showed up. How many times did you go to history? English?” She threw her hands up, exasperated, and walked over to her desk. Kenickie paused for a beat before following after her.
“What the hell do I do now?” He chewed his bottom lip, a nervous habit he developed years ago.
Mrs. Murdock looked at him and sighed, sitting in her chair.
“Study, kid. Study til you drop.”
At that, Kenickie rushed out the door.
Your head slipped off your hand and smacked against your desk with a loud thud. You groaned lightly as you sat back up. Looking out the window, it was much darker outside than you thought it should be.
A short knock at your door scared you out of your thoughts as you quickly tucked the ring on your necklace under your shirt.
“Come in!”
Your dad’s head poked around the door, an eyebrow raised behind his glasses.
“Shouldn’t you be in bed? I thought you had a big test tomorrow.” His eyes scanned the room carefully as he spoke and you rolled your eyes tiredly.
“Kenickie isn’t here, Dad. I’m studying calculus.” You stretched your arms and stood up from your chair. Glancing at the clock you realized he was right. Two a.m. was way too late.
“I know that.” He huffed lightly.
“I know you do.” You crossed the room to give him a hug before pushing him out of your room. You turned off your light and sat by your window. Hearing your dad shuffle back down the hall, you pulled the ring out.
The engagement ring sparkled in the moonlight making you smile softly. It was beautiful, plain and simple. But would that be enough to ease your parents' worries? You still hadn’t found the right way to tell them Kenickie had proposed. You knew they liked him, but would they approve of him? He was your first relationship, a high school sweetheart. You sighed as you twirled the ring around your finger.
You decided you’d figure it out once finals were done. Right now all you needed to do was sleep.
--
“YOU DID WHAT?”
The T-Birds were utterly gobsmacked as Kenickie smirked proudly. Unlike yourself, he had told anybody who would listen that he had put a ring on your finger. His mom was overjoyed and started ringing all her friends to tell them the good news.
“Kenickie freakin’ Murdoch is getting tied down?”
“A married man?”
“Never to be seen again?”
There was a cacophony of mock groans and weeping as Kenickie rolled his eyes. The only one of them who was quiet was Danny, who simply gave his old friend a genuine smile. He had already asked him to be his best man, the only guy around for the job, and Danny accepted wholeheartedly. Kenickie had waited to tell the rest of them because of this exact reaction.
“Don’t be so dramatic. You know (Y/N) doesn’t mind havin’ you idiots around.” The guys all whooped and high fived.
“Me on the other hand… I don’t know.” Kenickie chuckled as they shot skeptical looks his way. His face turned serious as he remembered why he was telling them all this in the first place.
“Look, we can talk about weddings all day long, but it’s not gonna happen if I don’t graduate. How the hell am I gonna pass five classes before the end of the year?”
The T-Birds grimaced then looked thoughtful as they tried to brainstorm any possible way for Kenickie Murdoch, the king of skipping class, to get passing grades.
“You could threaten all the teachers so they raise your grade,” Doody suggested.
“Yeah,” Sonny chimed in. “Just tell em that they’ll have to have you again next year!” He laughed loudly as the other boys just shook their heads.
“Why don’t you ask (Y/N) to help you cheat? You’ve got a couple classes together,” Putzie said. The T-Birds agreed with shrugs and ‘yeahs’, but Kenickie frowned. He wasn’t sure about getting you involved in his mess, especially if that put your reputation on the line.
“Why don’t you just pay some nerd to tell you what you need to know?” Danny piped up.
Kenickie grinned and slung his arm around his buddy’s shoulder.
“And that’s why you’re my best friggin’ man!”
The gang cheered and walked across campus to find just the right nerd.
As the bell rang on your calculus final, you breathed a sigh of relief. It was out of your hands now and that meant there was no point worrying. You picked up your things then headed back to your locker to find Kenickie waiting for you.
“Hey you,” you said with a smile as he opened your locker for you.
He sent a sheepish smile your way and you instantly narrowed your eyes.
“What is it, Nickie?”
“Do you think you could uh, introduce me to one of your smart friends?” He rubbed the back of his neck as he said this, and looked anywhere but at you. To no one’s surprise but the T-Birds, they didn’t exactly have the best track record with the ‘nerd community’ so finding help had been damn near impossible. You quirked your eyebrow and nudged his foot with yours. His eyes finally met yours and he turned a bit red.
“Do you need help with something?” You made a slight face, a bit hurt he didn’t want your help. He scoffed and waved your comment away.
“No, no, no. Uh, Putzie needs some assistance with a history project.”
You gave him a suspicious look as Kenickie stood there starting to sweat.
“I think Alyssa Monroe has the extra time to help him out.”
Kenickie smiled and quickly kissed your cheek.
“Thanks, babe. He owes you one.”
You waved him off and he headed back down the hallway as you looked after him.
You walked up to your house, wondering about Kenickie the whole way. As you walked past the dining room, you noticed something glittering on the table. You took a couple steps backward to look again and to your horror, it was your engagement ring. Before you could snatch it, your parents came in from the kitchen.
“Hi sweetie, how were your tests?” Your mother sat down next to your father and motioned you to sit as well.
“Good,” you replied as you nervously took a seat.
“I found that on the bathroom counter this morning,” your dad remarked, picking it up. “It's a sparkler that's for sure. Where’d ya steal it from?”
“Dad!”
“I’m only kidding!”
Your mother rolled her eyes at his antics as she took the ring from him and handed it to you.
“You know you can tell us anything, sweetie.”
“Yeah honey. Most of the time we know already.” Your mother elbowed your father in the ribs as you squinted your eyes at them.
“Wait… you already knew? How?” You were utterly confused.
“Kenickie came by two months ago, asking if we’d accept him proposing to you. We said ‘of course’, you know we love that boy.” Your father beamed at you.
“We’ve been waiting for you to tell us,” your mother said, looking at you expectantly.
You hadn’t realized you were crying until you felt the first tear roll down your cheek.
“I was scared you wouldn’t approve. Not of Kenickie exactly, but the fact that we’re so inexperienced. He was my first boyfriend and now we’re getting married.” You let out a shaky breath as you processed what you had said. You two were really going to be together for the rest of your lives.
“Sweetheart, we just want you to be happy. If that boy makes you happy then who are we to say anything? No one is ever really ready.” Your mother grabbed your hand from across the table and your father reached to cover both.
“Thank you,” you said softly, feeling the stress from finals and the engagement finally fading away.
“No, the war of 1812 has nothing to do with the Spanish Inquisition. Are you even listening?” Alyssa Monroe had her head in her hands as Kenickie looked over his notes again.
“Shit, I wrote that on the wrong line,” he groaned as he erased and rewrote.
“I still don’t understand why you didn’t tell (Y/N) that you needed help,” she started. Kenickie shot her a look and she simply huffed before looking around the local library. It was getting dark and people were beginning to gather their things.
“Look, it’s getting late. How bad can your grades really be?”
“Really fucking bad, okay? Bad enough to get dumped. Okay, I’ll work on the history later, let’s go to geometry.” Kenickie pulled out another piece of paper. Alyssa stared at the greaser, wondering if anybody had ever seen him care about school before. She opened the textbook and started going over what he needed to know for the final.
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After studying for days on end, Kenickie was ready to blow his teachers away. He had prepped as much as he could and thanked Alyssa tremendously. He tried to pay her but she declined, stating she’d rather consider it ‘volunteer hours.’
One by one, he blazed through his tests, even finishing early in history. All he had left was geometry. He was about to walk in when you grabbed his hand and tugged him around.
“What’s up, hun?”
You pulled him down to plant a kiss on his lips then pulled away with a smile.
“Good luck, handsome.”
Kenickie flushed as a grin spread across his face. He squeezed your hand then headed into his final, confident as ever.
“A D-?! What the hell?”
You bit your lip, listening outside to Kenickie as his teacher graded his test on the spot. Mr. Roberts simply shrugged, and swiveled his chair away from him to do something else. Kenickie stood there, heartbroken as he looked at his test. He had been so close to just barely skating by. Now it was a wash and he would have to do it all again next year.
“Excuse me,” you piped up. Kenickie snapped his head up to look at you in the doorway. Mr. Roberts smiled as you walked in.
“(Y/N), one of my favorite students! You could learn a lot from this one, Murdoch.” He gushed over you as you looked over Kenickie’s final. Several moments went by until you set the test back on the mathematician’s desk.
“I don’t think you graded this right.”
The two men looked at you and then the test as Mr. Roberts picked it up again. He looked over it briefly before shaking his head.
“You must be mistaken. He missed several.”
You glared at the teacher, walking over to the board and writing all the problems he had marked incorrect. You began solving them and as Kenickie looked on, he realized his test looked like what you were writing.
You turned back to Mr. Roberts as he looked on shamefully.
“You don’t have to like him, but you have to treat and grade him fairly. Kenickie, you got a B-.”
Kenickie was sure he had stopped breathing. Here you were, his shy, sweet, brilliant fiance, telling off a teacher in your own nerdy way. And he was in awe of you.
Mr. Roberts changed his grade as the two of you walked out and headed to his car.
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“Once again, a round of applause for our valedictorian, Patty Simcox. And now to introduce our honors students, our salutatorian, (Y/N) (L/N),” Principal McGee announced as you took to the stage.
Kenickie cheered obnoxiously loud for you, as you stepped up to the mic. You were glowing with pride and all he could do was thank his lucky stars that he was yours. He thought about your year together and all its ups and downs. He thought about how you had changed him for the better in so many ways. And he thought about what you might look like on your wedding day. He hollered for you again as you got your diploma and you sent him an overjoyed smile. He had never been prouder. As the honors students left the stage, he made eye contact with Mr. Roberts and gave him the finger.
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With graduation over and done with, the seniors had one last day of celebration at Rydell. The school had shelled out for a carnival on the field and everywhere you looked people were having a good time. You walked with Jan as she stuffed her face with cotton candy.
“Isn’t this great?” She said with her mouth full. You laughed, nodding as you tore some of her cotton candy off the stick. The two of you walked over to where the T-Birds and the rest of the pink ladies were watching Danny and Kenickie compete at the shooting gallery. Kenickie grumbled as he lost by a few points until you slipped your hand in his. He smiled in that way that he saved just for you and let you drag him away when no one was looking.
“We’ve been so busy I feel like I’ve barely seen you.” Kenickie nodded in agreement as you stopped at a ring toss game. You pulled out a quarter to play while he stood by and watched you.
“Gonna win me somethin’?” He pointed at a long stuffed snake and you knew you just had to get it. A few quarters later, Kenickie had a brightly colored ‘scarf’ around his shoulders. The two of you walked, chatting about everyone else’s plans for after school, when you walked into the line for the ‘Tunnel of Love.’ You sent him a look but he just wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you close to him. As you got up to the operator, Kenickie slipped him a few bucks before you got in one of the cars shaped like a swan.
“What was that about?”
“I just wanna get some extra time for us,” he said as he pulled the bar over you both.
The ride started up and you cuddled into his side. You entered a dark tunnel that suddenly lit up with all sorts of colors and shapes. You looked around at everything, but all Kenickie looked at was you. Your eyes met him and you leaned forward to kiss him. He held you to him as you made out in the middle of the tunnel of love.
Around the corner you could hear the groans of the people in line as the operator lied that it was down for maintenance. You giggled into your kiss and Kenickie pulled away to chuckle too.
“We’re getting married.”
You opened your eyes to find him studying your face.
“I know. How do you feel about it?”
Kenickie thought for a moment as he played with the hair at the nape of your neck.
“I’m the most excited I’ve ever been. I’m happy that you said yes. And I’m hopin’ that I’ll be enough for you, forever.” His eyes flicked away as he finished and you put a hand on his cheek to guide them back to yours.
“I’m a little nervous too. But I know we’ll be okay, because I love you. And we make a great team.” Kenickie kissed your forehead before traveling down to leave hickies on your neck. You moaned softly which only spurred him on as he groped at your hips.
With a jolt the ride started up again, Kenickie letting out a frustrated noise which made you laugh. Blinking at the sudden sunlight, you exited the ride and walked around until the sun started to set. Everyone was standing around Kenickie’s car as the day ended, discussing where to go after.
“You guys have fun, I think I’m gonna head home,” you said with a smile as the other T-Birds begged you not to go. You waved to them and, as you turned to walk home you heard footsteps come up quickly behind you.
“Let me drive you, it’s getting dark,” Kenickie grabbed your hand to twirl you around.
“It’s not that far.” But he had already started leading you back to the car, ranting and raving about how dangerous the neighborhood could be.
Parking in front of your house, Kenickie kissed your hand sweetly. You kissed his cheek and moved to get out, before he tugged you back gently.
“Can I take you to lunch tomorrow?” You pulled an amused face as you nodded. Kenickie smiled and let you go, only driving off once he was sure you were safe inside.
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Lunch had been simple, just a date at Frosty’s. But as he started to drive back to your house, you noticed Kenickie was going a very roundabout way to get there.
“Nickie, what’s up?”
“Huh? What do you mean? Ain’t nothing’s up.” Kenickie was not a very good liar, but there wasn’t much else you could do as he drove you in circles for another twenty minutes. Finally, he pulled into your driveway, getting out quickly to get the door for you. You punched his arm lightly at the gesture, starting to walk up the porch. You looked back to see him peering intently through a window before snapping his attention back to you, an awkward smile on his face. You narrowed your eyes and pushed open the door…
“SURPRISE!”
The lights were thrown on, a bottle of champagne was uncorked and a confetti cannon popped. You gazed around, startled, until you saw your family, friends, and a large banner that read ‘Happy Engagement!’ You started to tear up when the T-Birds brought a cake out of the kitchen.
“Ah shit, did we miss it?” Sonny exclaimed as everyone else just laughed.
You turned to Kenickie, who was standing by your parents, and it all clicked.
“How long have you been planning this?”
“Since he asked if he could propose to you! Isn’t that right, son?”
Kenickie looked at your father, mild shock written all over his face before he quickly nodded. You wrapped your arms around his neck, whispering how much you loved him in his ear. Kenickie grinned as he held your waist, appropriately in front of your parents of course.
As you pulled back to look at him, he looked slightly worried.
“What’s wrong?” You reached up to put a hand on his cheek.
“We still got a whole wedding to plan!”
You chuckled and planted a kiss on his lips.
“Well then, we better get started.”
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Kenickie x Fem!Reader x Danny SFW Hcs (Polycule)
So- I'm obsessed with Grease- Will still post Jojo content, just been so brain rot I had to post this- fjdfkljhdfjkfsd-
Anyway, hope u guys enjoy this :D
Before meeting you, they definitely had something going on. Maybe a bit of a closeted relationship in which only they knew about it and not even the rest of the T-Birds knew they were together. Their eye contact is too intense and the sexual tension is- off the charts all the time.
Pre-Dating
When both of them first saw you they would do random little comments about your figure and personality to each other. Of course, they both were drooling over you.
At first, they definitely fought over you. Not physically, but they definitely competed for your affection. Of course, it wasn't too serious at the beginning.
Danny would try to spoil you rotten, while Kenickie was more of a seducer.
Kenickie invites you over for some drinks with fake IDs and then drove you two to a perfect make-out spot. He's kind of broke because of the car he just bought, so he's definitely stingy about taking you out to eat, and he doesn't feel shame in asking you for money either.
Danny drives you around the city and watches the sunset with you. He's very romantic and extremely sweet with you. Will take you to the malt shop and dance with you until you two get tired. He's very playful with you and will be happy enough to just have some innocent fun with you.
Eventually, you come to love both of them for their assets and flaws. You love Danny for his childish playful nature and Kenickie for his tough front and his shy soft interior. What can you say, their charm is perfect.
There came a time when they both argued about which one of them you truly loved and they went to you to have it all cleared up. And well... truth be told, you didn't wanna choose one of them.
So when the boys went, "So do you like, him or me?" you simply responded with, "I like both of you. No, I love both of you. I wish I could be... both of you's girl."
At first, they're shocked and even a bit undignified by your response, until Kenickie goes, "Wait Zuke, we could... uhh... y'know... share her... We could... y'know... let her in the uh... our thing...." Of course, referring to their little secret relationship (which you'd likely picked up on already. Of course, they never told you about it because they didn't wanna out themselves like that).
Danny looks at him, he was about to say something but then he started to actually think about his request. "Well... if you wanna we could but, y'know... there's a risk you know..." He mumbled back.
Before Kenickie even had time to respond, you instantly agreed. Telling them that you'd join their relationship.
They looked a bit confused at first about you quickly accepting, which is when you told them you knew about them. You told them you didn't mind, that you'd known for some time now and that you'd gladly be their girl.
of course, they were overjoyed, this was new for the three of you, but it was definitely going to be an experience!
While dating
At first, it's a tiny bit awkward for them. They're not really used to "sharing a chick", as they call it, but it comes with its advantages.
You spoil them rotten with affection. To the point where Danny is red in the face and Kenickie is embarrassed.
They both definitely hold your hand between theirs.
They drive you around together in Greased Lightning and take you out to the malt shop to dance and enjoy some food.
The boys definitely know they're sharing you and are even shocked at the fact that it's happening, but they respect it either way.
The other T-birds see you as the girl of the gang. Kenickie and Danny are the leaders of the gang and you're like their mom friend. You treat them with love as if they were your own best friends.
Danny (beautifully) sings for both you and Kenickie, and you three dance together at the Malt shop's dance nights.
You bring them lunch and even made little accessories like ties and handkerchiefs for formal occasions.
You three definitely have little matching necklaces.
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More Kenickie Murdoch content?
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I'll do my best ( tonight ) because it's really hard to find Grease fanfictions out there but I'll try 💚💙
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Take It Out On Me Part 23 (Steddie X Plus Size Reader)
A/N: I ended it with angsty fluff instead of angsty angst lol You're welcome!
Happy Halloween🎃
Warnings: Daddy Steve/ Sir Eddie and Sub Fem Plus Size Reader, SMUT, dirty talk, tearing of the clothing <3, and everything else that comes along with these three. FLUFF, they love each other, ANGST, They go to a Halloween Dance and Steve helps Masie with a pushy dude (very brief), at the end the boys talk about something they want but can't have and Y/N contemplates on what they say.
Word Count: 2671
“Your hair looks so cute like this.”, Masie smiles as she finishes the last curl.
Tonight was the Halloween dance at your college and since you were able to quit your job, you felt more energized to go out. Next weekend was the big move to the house the guys got you so you wanted everyone to really let loose and have fun. Masie suggested since you four were going together, you should all have costumes that matched.
Currently, Maze was working her magic making you look like Sandy at the end of Grease while she was dressed as Frenchie; pink wig and all.
“I think you look cute.”, you giggle. “The guys are going to flip when they see me in this leather.”
“In a good way or a bad way?”
“A good way for sure especially for Steve. I’m not sure why but he goes crazy when I where anything like this or lingerie.”
“Really, Y/N? You aren’t sure why?”, your friend teases. “Look at you, babe. You are so fucking hot.”
“Thank you.”, you beam up at her as she finishes. “Now you may have to keep me in line because if they are dressed how I think they’ll be, I can’t promise my brain won’t scramble.”
“No worries. I got you.”
After handing you your pink ladies jacket, the two of you walk out into the living room of the apartment where the boys were waiting.
“Ladies.”, Eddie grins as your mouth salivates and your eyes glaze over.
The metalhead had his hair pulled back with a white shirt tight against his chest under his regular leather jacket. Honestly, it didn’t take much of a wardrobe change for Eddie to pull off Kenickie. His blue jeans and boots were all his just adding to your want of throwing him against the sofa and fucking him senseless.
Now Steve on the other hand, had to go shopping with his friend to get the wardrobe he needed. His hair was slicked back but dangled just so in front of his face that drove you insane. His leather pants and black shirt accentuated his muscles perfectly with the leather T-Birds jacket just adding an extra layer of sexiness.
“Ok, I see what you mean now. Come back, Sandra Dee.”, Masie scolds as she snaps her fingers in front of your face.
“You look beautiful, Maze. I like the pink hair.”
“Why thank you, Steve Harrington.”
“You to, baby girl.”
Your face turns bright red as you blush and he winks. Glancing towards Eddie, you watch as he sticks a cigarette between his lips and tilts his head to the side as he lights it with his lighter, smirking as he closes it shut. Oh, tonight was going to be harder than you thought.
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You struggle to keep your hands off them the entire time at the dance, always caressing a leg or an arm. Eddie as always finds it fascinating as he watches and feels you struggle beside him.
“Sweetheart, you need to calm down. You’re not being subtle.”
“Not trying to be.”, you murmur as your palm glides up his thigh before he stops you.
“Obviously, but…”, he chuckles. “You have to be patient.” Ignoring him, your other hand runs along his chest but he firmly grabs it, pushing it into your lap as his intense eyes meet yours. “Behave, little girl. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, Sir.”, you whine and he grins as before kissing your forehead.
Steve hadn’t been listening, keeping a close eye on Masie as she went to grab a drink. He noticed a guy follow her and was now currently exchanging words. Without saying anything, he rose from his seat and headed her way.
“Hey baby. Everything alright? You’ve been gone awhile.”
Maze’s thankful gaze met his as she wrapped an arm around his waist and he did the same over her shoulder protectively.
“Hey, yeah. This guy was, um, asking me some questions about my classes.”
“Oh? What kind of questions? I have the same classes she does. What can I say. I’m kind of an overprotective boyfriend.”
“Um, sorry. I didn’t realize she…I can ask someone else. No big deal…”, the man mumbles before quickly scurrying away.
“Fuck me, Steven. Thank you so, so much. He wouldn’t leave me alone.”
“Not a problem. Do you want to dance to sell the illusion a bit more?”
She grins as she nods and they head both head to the dance floor, slowly swaying from side to side. You take note and yank on Eddie’s hand, wrapping your arms around his neck as you two begin to dance as well.
“Can I tell you a secret, Steve Harrington?”
“Of course, Masie Collins.”
“Sometimes…I get jealous of Y/N and her relationship with you two. I don’t know how much she’s told you but I’ve never had any luck with guys. Neither has she but somehow she found you guys. I just want someone to love me the way you guys love her.”
“I can understand that. I’d be lying if I said I knew how we found each other either. I mean she was a quiet mouse remember? Yet somehow landed her cute butt in detention.”, he laughs at the memory. “If that hadn’t of happened, I’m not sure how we would have ended up together if at all.”
Steve’s eyes flick towards you, smiling when he sees you hugging yourself tightly to Eddie’s chest.
“Maze, you’ll find your person. I’ve seen how you are with Y/N and any person would be lucky to have you as their girlfriend.”
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As Steve drove the three of you back to the apartment, your doe eyes never left his face as you beamed in his direction.
“Can I help you, Sandra Dee?”
“No, Danny Zuko. Kenickie said I had to wait till we get home.” Eddie chuckled in the back seat as he blew smoke out the window. “Thank you…for what you did for Masie.”
Steve smiles as he reaches to hold your hand.
“Of course. She’s our friend to. I’m not going to let some asshole make her uncomfortable. You BOTH are safe with us, honey.”
Kissing the back of his hand, you wait patiently through the short drive back home. As soon as you walk through the door, however, you’re on them, jumping into Eddie’s arms as you impatiently kiss his lips.
“So fucking…needy tonight…”, he smiles through each breath.
“You just look…so good…I can’t help…it.”
Hastily, you unbuckle his belt and fall to your knees, wrapping your mouth around his cock as he groans. Ringed fingers tangle in your hair as he subtly guides your movements, holding you tightly as he hits the back of your throat.
“Fuck, princess, that’s it. H-Hey, Steve, how are we supposed to—shit—to get her out of these clothes? They are just hugging this sexy fucking body.”
“Hm. We can always tear them off or we could cut a hole in her pants. That’s all we really need right?” Their smiles grow when you whimper around Eddie at their words as Steve kneels to balance on his heels till he’s right next to you face. “You like that, don’t you, baby? Us using you for our pleasure?”
Drool dangles from your mouth as you pull yourself back to look at the boy beside you.
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Yes, Daddy, what?”
“Mmm—Yes, Daddy, I like when you and Master use me. I like making you feel good.”, you whine.
Eddie growls as he lifts you into his arms and carries you to the bedroom, tossing you on to the mattress. With amazing strength you’ve always marveled at, he ripped open your shirt and latched his lips around one of your nipples eliciting a loud moan from you as he grinds his hips between your legs.
The bed dips beside you and Steve taps his friend’s shoulder, handing him a pair of scissors that the boy promptly takes.
“Don’t move, sweetheart. Wouldn’t want to cut anything you need.”
Gripping the fabric, he cuts small hole before tearing it open his fingers. Tossing the tool out of the way, he climbs up your body, dragging his tongue along your skin as he does.
“Jesus fucking Christ, you’re so fucking wet.”, Eddie mewls as he drags the head of his cock between your folds. “Do these costumes turn you on that much, babe?”
“W-What…What can I say. Bad boys turn me on.”, you giggle, biting your bottom lip.
“Oh yeah?”, he coos as he leans down to kiss your lips. “Because you like being used?”
You both moan loudly as he slides his length into your core.
“You’re such a bad girl, Y/N. You—fuck—you act so innocent out there but we know what you really are.”
“What am I, Sir?”
Leaning his forehead against your own, his hips slowly begin to pump into you as his cock drags against your walls.
“Ours.”, he pants. “Our dirty, naughty little angel. W-We didn’t corrupt you did we, baby?”
“No.”
Eddie delivers a particularly hard thrust that had your fingers digging into his shoulders.
“No, what?”
“Ahhh. No, Sir.”
“God, this pussy feels so fucking good.”, he grunts as his head falls between your neck and shoulder as his pace quickens.
“Harder, please.”
He doesn’t acknowledge your request but he does roll his hips roughly into yours, abusing your g-spot with his cock over and over as the coil in your belly steadily winds.
“I love you, Eddie. Please, Sir. Make me cum. I need it so bad.”
Lifting up his head, his lips connect with yours as your tongues mingle together. Your eyes lock with his as your body trembles and you cum hard around him.
“Fuck. Good girl. Good fucking girl.”, he moans as he fucks into you fast chasing his own release. Groaning, he slams into you a couple more times before you feel him fill you up with his spend. “Fuck…I love you to, Y/N. My beautiful, sexy, naughty girl.”, he pants breathlessly as he playfully spanks you making you giggle.
Turning your head, you find Steve beside you with a gorgeous smile on his face as he patiently waits for you to be ready.
“Daddy.”, you mewl as you reach out to caress his cheek. “Please.”
“Come here, pretty girl.”
Eddie falls away beside you as Steve flips you over onto your stomach and fully kicks his pants onto the floor before laying his whole weight on top of your back.
“I’m not hurting you am I?”
“No, Daddy.”
“Good.” Pushing up on one his elbows, he peels your shirt away and tosses it to the ground, placing tender kisses along your shoulder as he lines himself up with your sex. His warm breath hits your skin as he pushes his cock into heat and lays himself against you again, reaching up to thread his fingers between yours. “Fuck, baby girl. You’re so fucking tight. I love you so much, honey.”
“Mmm—I love you to, Steve. Fuck, you’re so deep.”
“Yeah? You like that, pretty girl? You like how deep Daddy’s fucking you?” Rolling his hips in circular motions, your eyes rolled back, practically drooling at how good he felt. “Answer me, Y/N.”
“Y-Yes…Daddy…feel—mmm—feels so good.”
Thrusting into you now at a steady pace, his head fell near your shoulder allowing you to hear his beautiful moans and grunts clearly.
“You’re ours, baby. Fuck, I can’t wait for us t-to move into this house. We’re gonna take such good care of you, honey.” Steve groans as he feels you clench around him at the notion. “Yeah? Shit, Y/N, I’m gonna cum. Cum with Daddy, baby girl.”
Tears fell from your eyes as you came and as your cunt quivered around him he thrust his release deep within you.
Steve grinned when he felt your fingers reach behind you to run through his hair before a giddy giggle escaped your lips.
“What?”
“Your hair is still so greasy. How much gel did you put in there?”
“Enough to get you going.”, he jokes as he falls to your other side.
Extending your arm, your palm gently runs along Eddie’s jaw line. “I like your hair pulled back like this though. I like being able to see your handsome face.”
Scooting closer to you, he places his hand over your own before softly running his digits along your skin.
“You really are beautiful, you know that?”, he hummed in a low, raspy voice that had you smiling. “I wish we could give you a wedding, sweetheart.”
Blinking, you pushed up on your elbows to meet his gaze, completely taken off guard.
“Where did that come from?”
“I think about it a lot especially after getting the house. Steve and I can take care of you and give you everything but the one thing I feel like you really deserve…the one thing we want to… We can’t give you.”
Glancing at Steve, his head was resting on his bicep as his free hand continued rubbing your back. As he gently smiled in your direction, you knew he felt the same.
“Baby, a piece of paper isn’t going to change how I feel about you two. You both got me this ring and the ones you wear to. I don’t need a whole ceremony to show off or anything. I just want you both.”
“Every girl deserves a white dress and bouquet.”, Steve murmurs.
“To have her dad walk her down the aisle and a badass honeymoon somewhere fun.”, Eddie adds. “Come on, princess. Let’s get you cleaned up.”
That night after they fell asleep, you laid awake thinking about what they had told you. You meant what you said about not needing a wedding or anything like that. Honestly, just the fact that they even wanted that with you at all had your heart soaring.
As you played with Eddie’s hair while his head rested on your chest, you thought about the boy you met 5 years ago. He was loud, intimidating, and slightly scary but he always had a soft heart. You watched him with the Hellfire Kids and he always seemed to care about them like siblings. That night when Tommy poured beer all over you, he didn’t think twice as he put his jacket over her shoulders and led you inside. Through the years, his eyes were always scanning you, checking, making sure you ok and happy.
“I never thought I would have a girl fall in love me…”
Glancing at Steve, he had fallen asleep on his side with his hand holding yours. He used to be so angry and those first few months you never understand why. Over the years, he had softened immensely. He still had his moments of being defensive but he would catch himself and apologize. More than anything, you realized his heart was huge and he had so much to give but was afraid of being rejected. His parents did it numerous times as well as people in the town, dismissing him as some dumb jock. Even the day you met him in detention, he told Eddie he left a note for Nancy who (lucky for you) didn’t show up. He was always so protective of you and even Eddie these past few years. More than anything, he made you feel safe and loved.
“It’s not so much what you’re doing with me but why did you even give me a chance…”
They didn’t just want a wedding for you but for themselves as well. Even as singular entities they never expected to have one, let alone a happy, healthy relationship for so long. They didn’t just want you have that experience but they wanted to experience it with you.
The next morning before they woke up, you called your best friend with an idea but you needed help expanding and initiating it.
“You called the right person, honey. Come over and we can figure some things out.”
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hopelessly devoted
Summary: Danny had been crushing on Y/n since they started high school, when he finally told her, he was over the moon when she agreed to a date.
Warnings: swearing, NSFW, adult themes, based of GREASE (1978), p n v, Oral female reeving,
Pairing: Danny Zuko x Fem! Reader
Y/n is no girl Danny's ever seen before, she's absolutely different compared to the rest of the girls that went to Randell High School. She didn't care about skirts or frilly dresses; she got her hands dirty while looking gorgeous at that. Danny was head over heels.
He was at lunch with Kenickie, Soony, Doody, and Putzie.
"Guys, she's just, ugh!" Danny said, trying to get them to understand where he was coming from. "She just effortlessly gorgeous," he finished.
"Man, really sounds like you're in love with this girl," Kenickie commented, smothering his cigarette against his boot.
"Hey, hey, maybe you should get her to, ya know..." Danny glared at Soony,
"Is that really all you think about?"
"You bet!" Kenickie shoved him away before turned back towards Danny,
"Look, here she comes!"
"Stupid skirts," Y/n groaned, Frenchie wasn't too far.
"Well, my suggestion is to wear shorts under your shirts so don't feel so exposed," she explained.
"You think that's a good idea?"
"Uh-huh, Rizzo did it all the time when were in the 7th grade, I did it too when I was younger. My daddy always told me to because boys were gross," she explained.
"Heh, they are," Y/n agreed. There was one boy that she could never think that about and that was Danny Zuko, he was something she couldn't explain.
"Hey, Y/n are you all right?" Frenchie asked, noticing Y/n dozing off into space.
"Uh, oh yeah, Frenchie, I'm fine."
"Are you sure? You were all up in the clouds," she explained. Y/n only nodded before glancing at the bleachers where Danny was staring at her. She gave him a wave and soft smile before continuing down the path with Frenchie.
Danny watched until they were out of view, "She's just...too good for me."
"Huh?" Kenickie, Doody, Soony, and Putzie exclaimed.
"What do you mean she's too good for ya?" Doody asked confused.
"Y/n is...Y/n and I'm...me, she's too good for me."
"That's why you make her worse!" Soony concluded.
"No," Kenickie shoved him slightly. "Danny, you and I have been friends for a long time. Y/n, she's the best for you, believe me!"
"I do, I really do but she'll never say yes to a date with me."
"Well, you never know until you ask her," Putzie pointed out. Danny glanced back in the direction where Y/n and Frenchie had left,
"You know what, you're right!" he smiled, "I got this!'
"Yeah, you do!" Kenickie encouraged as Danny headed down the bleachers. There is one spot where they would be and that's with the other Pinks. He came up to them,
"Hey, ladies," he said as nonchalantly as he could. Stuffing his hands in his pockets; Y/n glanced up a smiled,
"Hey, Danny, what's up?" Marty asked, Danny shrugged.
"Nothing much; hey, Y/n, can I talk to you?"
"Sure, what about?"
"Um...it's more of a just you and me conversation, if that's alright," she nodded and followed him away from the lunch tables. Danny spun around to face her,
"Is everything okay?"
"Yeah, yeah. I uh...wanted to ask if you would like to go and get a bite with me tonight?"
"Like a date?"
"If that's what you want then sure, why not?" Y/n paused for a moment; Danny felt like he was sweating buckets.
"Sure," she smiled. Danny almost let out a sigh of relief when Y/n put her hand up, "You have to meet my parents first, is that okay?" Danny glanced over and saw that no one was watching so he nodded,
"Yeah, that's okay. I pick you up at five?"
"See you," she began to walk away.
"See ya," he whispered under his breath. When she was out of ear shot, he screamed to the sky. Kenickie, Doody, Soony, and Putzie emerged from their hiding places. Kenickie slightly lifted Danny off his feet.
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Danny stood outside Y/n's house; he knocked a few times before the door opened. A woman that looked a lot like Y/n but older opened the door, "You must be Danny, come in," she greeted. The woman let Danny in the house as he looked around, "Y/n, your date is here!"
"One moment!" Y/n called from upstairs, Danny turned and was now facing her father.
Alright, Danny don't mess this up.
"Hi, Mr. L/n, I'm Danny Zuko."
"I've heard about you, you're taking my daughter out, where?"
"Well, I was hoping that we could go to the diner in town and catch a movie at the drive-in." The older man nodded before speaking,
"Bring her home no later than midnight, understand?"
"Yes, sir."
"No funny business!"
"Yes, sir."
Y/n emerged from upstairs, "Dad, stop scaring him." Danny turned around and he felt his jaw drop, Y/n was wearing jeans with a long-sleeved blouse.
"Are you ready?" Danny asked, feeling the glares of her father behind his back.
"Uh-huh," she followed him out the house.
"Use protection!" her mother yelled, causing Y/n to blush in embarrassment.
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Danny and Y/n were at the movies; the diner was a bit packed but nice since Danny and Y/n were up at the top and no one else was.
Danny had his arm wrapped around Y/n's shoulders; she leaned her head against his shoulder. "Danny," she whispered. "I had a lot of fun tonight," he smiled.
"I did too, baby," he turned towards her. He paused glancing down, her breast right at the best angle. Danny soon felt his jacket being tugged on as his lips were met with Y/n's. "Fuck, Y/n."
"Danny," she whispered.
Y/n tugged on Danny's shirt; he quickly tore it off his body throwing it in the back. He ran his hand down her chest to the rim of her shirt, pulling it over her head.
"Do you have a condom?"
"Uh-huh," his voice muffled against her mouth as he continued to pull at her clothes. "Baby, let me see," he groaned. He pulled away, her hair was disheveled; he glanced down pulling at her bra, managing to unclasp the back and pull it off her.
"Danny," she whispered. He glanced up, seeing the nervousness across her face.
"Don't worry, Baby, nothing is going to happen, promise," he kissed her cheek.
He tugged on his jeans while simultaneously kicking off his shoes. Danny lifted her hips, so he rubbed against her, she moaned, gripping his shoulders as her nails dug into them.
"Baby, you're driving me crazy," he moaned as he slipped the condom on and shoved himself into her.
"Danny!"
"Fuck, fuck," he hit her neck trying to silence himself which caused her to moan more. He thrusts began to pick up as Y/n wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him back into a harsh kiss. "you're so beautiful," he moaned. "Fuck, Y/n, I love you."
"I love you too, Danny," he looked up at her. He smirked leaning his head against her shoulder and continued to thrust into her. "I need you," she whispered.
"You can have me, have all of me."
"Y/n," he groaned as seed filled the condom. She whined as he pulled out, "Let me help." She nodded as he tossed the condom out the window and lifted Y/n's legs, so her vagina met his face. "You sure you want to do this?"
"Yes," she agreed.
"Okay, if it gets too much just say stop, okay?" she nodded. Danny shoved himself in, Y/n screamed in delight as his lips met her. His tongue did its magic, swirling and teasing her until she came undone,
"Danny I... I can't," she moaned. He continued faster and harder until she came against his face. He whipped it away with a napkin before pressing his lips against hers.
"Baby, you're one of a kind," he chuckled.
Y/n glanced at the clock on the dashboard, "Danny, I have to get home, it's getting late."
"Sure, baby, sure," he shoved his clothes back on and helped her back into hers before starting the car and heading out of the drive-in. "I had a really nice time tonight," he confessed.
"I did too," Y/n paused as Danny pulled into her driveway. " She glanced back at him before placing a kiss on his cheek, "Bye."
"Bye, see you."
"See you."
Y/n quickly rushed back into the house as Danny drove out of the driveway with a big smile on his face.
#x reader#reader insert#fanfic#grease#danny zuko#john travolta#1970s#1970s movies#fanfiction#movies#love this movie
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Fall & Halloween With The Bradshaws
Pairing: Rooster x Wife!Reader
Author’s Note: Happy Early Halloween! These are just some headcanons I wanted to put together about how the Bradshaw family celebrates the season!
Warnings: Nothing but warm family fluff.
- Fall is always a big time of year in yours and Bradley’s household. It’s your favorite season, as evidenced by the way you decorate the house from top to bottom and cram as many fall-themed activities into your family’s schedule as possible during the months of September, October, and November.
- Though the temperature in San Diego rarely dips below 60 degrees during the autumn months, that doesn’t stop you from lighting as many pumpkin and apple scented candles as humanly possible, and snuggling up under cozy throw blankets with fuzzy socks and warm mugs of hot apple cider in hand. Bradley often teases you that San Diego could be experiencing a heat wave, but you’d still stick to your thick scarves and cable knit sweaters if the calendar says it’s fall.
- From the time you were dating, going apple and pumpkin picking and visiting as many fall festivals as you can find within a fifty-mile radius have been major traditions for you and Bradley. He loves how happy just the sight of a haystack or a pumpkin patch can make you.
- Once the kids come along, trips to local orchards and farms become all-day family affairs. Goose, Lydia, and James love running around, trying to see which one of them can collect the most apples, and choosing the best looking pumpkins to take home and carve. The kettle corn, pumpkin donuts, and other sweet treats you allow them to indulge in don’t hurt either.
- Speaking of sweet treats, baking in your house gets taken to a whole new level during the fall. While you love baking all year long, your recipe book for autumnal treats in particular is thick and extensive. Some of your family’s favorites include your cinnamon crinkle cookies (Bradley loves them with extra cinnamon), warm apple crisps, pumpkin chocolate chip muffins, chocolate pecan pie, pumpkin tarts, and homemade apple cider.
- On the weekends, or whenever the kids are home from school, they love being able to help you in the kitchen, measuring out the ingredients and blending them all together with your gentle guidance. It usually means a much larger mess in the kitchen, but it’s a price you’re gladly willing to pay to see how much joy it brings them.
- Bradley often tells you that one of his favorite sights is when he comes home from work to find you and the kids in the kitchen, laughing and singing and covered in flour from head to toe. “It reminds me that I’m the luckiest man in the world,” he whispers to you, his kiss letting you know just how much he means it.
- Each fall, you and Bradley make it a priority to take the kids for a visit to his hometown in Virginia, where they get to spend time with Bradley’s family and where you get to visit Goose’s and Carole’s graves as a family. The weather is always so beautiful in Virginia at that time of year, and you know how much it means to Bradley to get to visit and spend time with his parents in such a peaceful place.
- Halloween movie nights are something that you and Bradley have been doing since the very beginning of your relationship, and it’s something you continue with your children. You were never a big fan of horror movies, so you usually stick to the more wholesome, family-friendly classics. Halloween isn’t allowed to come and go without you all having watched Hocus Pocus, Halloweentown, Casper, Double, Double Toil and Trouble, Scooby Doo! and the Witch’s Ghost, Under Wraps, and other beloved movies from yours and Bradley’s childhoods.
- When it comes to Halloween costumes, you and Bradley always dress up together. Some of your favorite couple’s costumes have included Rick and Evy from The Mummy, Squints and Wendy from The Sandlot, and Kenickie and Rizzo from Grease. Before the kids were born, the two of you would usually attend Halloween parties at The Hard Deck, where you once even won for Most Creative Couple’s Costume.
- Dressing up for Halloween becomes even more fun once Goose, Lydia, and James are born. You put a great deal of time and effort into picking out the perfect costumes for them when they’re babies, even making some of their costumes yourself.
- Each one of your children dresses up as a little rooster for their first Halloween in honor of Daddy’s call sign, sharing the same costume among the three of them with minor tweaks for sizing purposes. They’ve also each had a year where they dressed up in a tiny flight suit and baby Aviators, which Bradley always finds hilarious. You have plenty of photos of him holding each of your children, the two of them clad in matching flight suits.
- As the kids start to get a little bit older, you’re able to plan some fun family costumes to wear together. Some of your favorites over the years have included The Addams Family (before James was born, so you and Bradley were Morticia and Gomez, and Goose and Lydia were Pugsley and Wednesday), 101 Dalmatians (you and Bradley were Perdita and Pongo, and the kids dressed up as the puppies), and The Incredibles.
- Once all the Dagger Squad members start having families of their own, Halloween becomes a major spectacle. All of you get together to take the kids trick-or-treating, and then head back to Mav and Penny’s place for a little end-of-evening party. The kids get a massive sugar rush from all the candy, then end up crashing all over the couches and floor, while the adults get to enjoy some spiked apple cider and time to just relax.
- Whatever activities you and your family are doing, you always make sure to take lots of pictures and organize them into photo albums so that all of you will be able to look back on the fun memories you’ve made together as a family. You know how special the pictures are to Bradley, in particular, who always carries them with him when he has to travel for work.
- Despite how much you try to plan and do, you can honestly say that your favorite fall memories are the small ones—the sound of your children’s laughter as they help you bake cookies in the kitchen, their squeals of delight as Bradley lifts them onto his shoulders to help them reach for an apple dangling from one of the tall branches in the orchard, the feel of your husband’s strong arms wrapping around your waist as you stand at the sink in the kitchen after baking some small treat, the smell of cinnamon that somehow manages to cling to the air in your home all season long.
- While you claim that fall is your favorite season, the truth is that any season is your favorite, so long as you get to spend it with your favorite people by your side.
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☆ Grease Masterlist ☆
♡ Frenchy Facciano
♡ Betty Rizzo
♡ Sandy Olsson
♡ Marty Maraschino
♡ Jan
♡ Kenickie Murdoch
♡ Danny Zuko
♡ Sonny
♡ Doody
☆ Doody x Male! Reader - 782 Word Count - Male! Reader
♡ Roger
♡ Leo Balmudo
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wip title tag game !!
tagged by @interwebseriesfan24 thank you for the tag, this was so fun!!
Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs
Putting a read more because there’s 36… 🥹
Knowing Me, Knowing You (Charlie Dalton SMAU)
Love-struck | Billy Batson
Gerard Pitts is the type of boyfriend who…
October/Halloween ooey gooey fluff with Billy Batson
Flirty awkwardness | Peter Pevensie
Salty Reunion | Edmund Pevensie
Sodapop/Reader, Kenickie x reader
Foolish One | Billy Batson
Common Sense | Billy Batson
Billy Batson | Former foster kids, reunite, flashback to time together as foster kids
Some taylor swift song title | quill kipps
*gulps* writing for Fred makes me nervous but I’ll do my best for you <3
sweet nothings | quill kipps
Paper Rings | Ethan Landry
Foe or Friend or… Lover? | George Karim
Late Night Giggles | George Karim
Francesco Pazzi x Medici!Reader
You’re an idiot (it stands for I love you) Charlie Dalton
Secrets & Confessions | Ben Gross
Harry Potter Characters as fanfic tropes
Satellite | Harry Potter
Being besties with the golden trio and also bullying Harry who dishes it back until one day you realize you have actual feelings for him LOL
All You Had to Do Was Stay | Knowing Me, Knowing You prologue!!!
The Very First Night | Johnny Cade
Put A Little Love on Me | Gerard Pitts
Betty | Steven Meeks
Percy Weasley song prompt
Monster Song | Gerard Pitts {Supernatural AU}
August | Harry Potter
The flaws of the Pevensies in a relationship
Chew on my Heart | Edmund x Reader, Eventual!Peter x Reader
Lovesick | Zuko
Speechless | Sokka
You’re Still the One | Sokka
Ironically a draft of fic ideas (not listed here😭) that are going to haunt me until I write them
Grilled Cheese | Gerard Pitts
GOODBYE THIS IS SO HUMBLING!!!! These vary from one paragraph to several PAGES of paragraphs.
Please send in asks about these! I would love to post about them and give previews! It might even motivate me to finish one ;)) xx
Tagging anyone who would like to do this!! I dont know 36 blogs to tag
#can you guess who my comfort character is based on the amount of wips? 😭#I knew I had a lot but OVER 30 is crazy 😭😭😭#cam rambles#tag game
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Im watching Grease rn and somethin about Rizzo & Kenickie’s relationship has me desperate for a fic of eddie x reader with the same toxic dynamic, specifically that scene in the diner where she throws the milkshake in his face after he tries to end things with her, only for him to chase after her 💀🫠💓
Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu........ yes....yes... i see the vision, stay tuned 👀
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to the person who requested kenickie x theatre kid! reader. i LOVE the way you think. <- actress
#UGH big tough guy oaf who tries theatre to get with the person he likes is such a top teir trope#kenickie murdoch x reader#grease x reader
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Sunday Secrets: Sequel to One Locker Down
Kenickie Murdoch x Reader
//I was honestly shocked when a sequel request popped up for One Locker Down but I’m so happy it did! I really like how this one turned out so I hope you enjoy Anon
You smiled up at Kenickie as you leaned against his car before school. He stopped combing his hair to pull out a cigarette when he caught your eye. He flashed you a toothy grin as he lit his cig. You stretched up to give him a kiss on the cheek but he pulled away.
“Come on, (Y/N). Not here,” he said looking around. You shrugged and gave him a little wave as you walked towards your first class. Kenickie smiled to himself as he watched you go into the building, unaware of someone sneaking up behind him.
“HEY NICKIE!” Putzie shouted as he jumped on the trunk of his car. Kenickie nearly jumped out of his skin, ripping off his sunglasses and glaring daggers at the knucklehead in front of him.
“What do you think you’re doing?! Get off the ride, punk!” Kenickie yelled as the other T-Birds walked up laughing.
“Why so uptight Kenickie?” Doody asked, pulling his squirt gun out and pretending to shoot at him. Kenickie just rolled his eyes.
“If any of yous had a car, then you’d know why you gotta treat it right,” he huffed. The T-Birds all looked as Danny Zuko walked up. A chorus of ‘Danny’ erupted as he swaggered over to the group and took a cigarette from behind his ear. Kenickie tossed him his lighter, and Danny used it to light up and take a few puffs before addressing the other boys.
“What’s going on?” he said casually, his eyes following the girls walking past them and into the school.
“Kenickie’s nagging us like my mother,” Sonny said exasperated. Kenickie waved a threatening fist at him and Sonny stuck out his tongue. Danny laughed and shook his head.
“So what are we doing this weekend?” he asked.
“You don’t got a date this weekend Zuko?” Putzie asked.
“I’m tired of these Rydell chicks and Sandy is… Well she’s Sandy. I figured this weekend I could kick it with you bums.” He laughed again after he said it and the other T-Birds began bowing and thanking Danny for spending some of his precious time with them. When they were finished they looked expectantly at Kenickie who simply rubbed the back of his neck.
“Sorry man, I already got plans this weekend,” he said as he combed his hair to avoid making eye contact.
A series of protests began to spill from the T-Birds mouths, but Danny silenced them with the wave of a hand.
“What are you doing that's so important Murdoch?” he said, his eyes squinting slightly as they all stared at him.
“I just uh, I promised my ma I’d help her out around the house,” he said, hoping they’d just accept the lie. The bell rang and Kenickie started making his way towards the school.
“Where you going, Nickie?” Doody called after him. “It’s not like you got anywhere to be!”
“I got a girl with some jugs in biology that I wanna make an appointment with,” he called back smirking. He really just wanted any excuse to get outta there. The answer seemed to satisfy his friends as they lingered behind. He breathed a small sigh of relief but groaned when he realized that his lie meant he had to go to class.
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“Well I don’t buy that,” said Sonny. “What about you guys?”
“No way!” Doody said quickly. “He’s been acting weird for months now!”
“It’s weird but what are we gonna do?” Putzie said, watching Kenickie as he speed walked, not-so-casually, away. The T-Birds were quiet, maybe for the first time ever, before Danny spoke up.
“I know what we’re gonna do this weekend.”
--
“Are you sure?” you asked over the phone. You absentmindedly twirled the cord in your finger as you waited for an answer from the other line.
“Yeah, I mean if you really wanna bring me home for Sunday dinner.” Kenickie mumbled awkwardly. You laughed lightly and held the phone tighter to your ear.
“Of course I do! You’re important to me and I want my family to meet you. We’ve been going steady for how long now?”
“Six months. I just don’t know what your parents are gonna think...” he trailed off.
“They’re gonna love you! Just don’t curse too much and don’t smoke inside.” You smiled when you heard him chuckle.
“Alright doll, I’ll do my best. Are we still good for our drive tomorrow?”
“Yep! I’ll pack the lunch,” you started.
“I’ll get the gas,” he finished.
“I’ll see you then, Nickie. Sweet dreams!”
“They’ll be more than sweet if you’re there.” You could hear the smirk in his voice and you fought the heat rising to your cheeks.
“Goodnight,” you said and hung up, bounding up the stairs so you could wake up quicker for tomorrow.
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The next day was wonderful. Kenickie and you had driven up towards Northern California to see the Redwood Forest. You had left very early to get ahead of the traffic on the eleven hour drive. But it was one of Kenickie’s favorite places in Cali and since you had never been, he took it upon himself to be your personal tour guide. After a day of sightseeing, eating and lots of driving, Kenickie pulled up to your house late that night. You pulled him into a sweet kiss and told him to be careful getting home.
“I’ll be fine, babe,” he mumbled, sleepily.
“Just make it home before you close your eyes goof,” you said as you gave him another kiss and squeezed his upper thigh. You felt him sigh and he grabbed the back of your neck as you continued to rub his leg, dangerously close to another appendage. After a few moments, you pulled away, much to Kenickie’s dismay.
“There,” you said, smirking. “That should keep you up.”
Kenickie groaned loudly. “How long are you gonna make me wait, (Y/N)?”
You thought for a moment before saying, “Make it through tomorrow, and we’ll discuss it, handsome. ” You got out of the car, missing the terrified and excited expression on poor Kenickie’s face.
--
Danny and the other T-Birds had gone to Kenickie’s house on Saturday but he wasn’t there. They waited for about forty five minutes before giving up and going to the movies. They came back several hours later and his car was still gone.
When they knocked on his door, Ms. Murdoch came out and greeted the gang, confused.
“He said he was out with you boys all day. Guess I must’ve misheard him.”
They thanked her and headed down the street.
“We’ll come back tomorrow and see which friends he’s been hanging out with,” Danny said as the T-Birds high fived and went on their way.
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Sunday came all too soon for Kenickie.
The poor boy looked at himself one more time in his side mirror.
I don’t even recognize myself. Is (Y/N) gonna let me in looking so ridiculous?
Kenickie stepped out of his car, combing his hair back with one hand and gripping two bouquets of flowers in the other. He looked down at his khaki slacks and his short sleeve, white button up shirt. He ran a hand down his face in an attempt to wipe the grimace from it as he walked up to your door. With a slightly shaky hand, he ran the bell.
He heard footsteps on the other side and you opened the door, looking as cute as ever. Kenickie felt himself flush at the sight of you as you smiled at him.
“You look nice. Definitely different, but nice” you said sweetly. Kenickie turned beet red and you stifled a giggle.
“Are these for me?” you asked as you reached for them. He quickly shook himself out of his embarrassed state and handed you the bouquet with your favorite flowers. You smelled them and smiled brightly at him.
“Are you nervous?”
He tried to shrug nonchalantly but you saw right through his facade. You grabbed his hand and squeezed it gently.
“It’ll be great,” you said, tugging him inside.
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“No friggin’ way!” Sonny said as he suddenly stood up from behind the bushes the T-Birds were hiding behind.
“Get down you idiot!” Doody pulled him back down.
The T-Birds looked through the dining room window as Kenickie awkwardly handed flowers to (Y/N)’s mother.
“I can’t believe Kenickie is dating (Y/F/N),” a shocked Putzie exclaimed.
They watched him have dinner with your family for a little longer before making their way towards the Frosty Palace.
“What are we gonna do, Danny?” Sonny asked.
Danny grinned and waved his hands casually.
“What all friends do. We’re gonna ask about his new babe.”
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Kenickie stood in his usual spot next to his car, thinking about the Sunday dinner. (Y/N) had told him that their parents loved him and he wondered if it was a joke or not.
“Hey Murdoch! We got a bone to pick with you!” Doody shouted from across the parking lot. He had been waiting for the gang since school started and now first period was almost over.
Kenickie looked up from lighting his cigarette to see the T-Birds strolling over to him.
“What do you goons want?” he said as he took a long drag.
“How was the weekend with your mother?” Sonny asked with a smug look on his face. Kenickie was starting to get suspicious.
“It was alright. I did a bunch of yard work,” he said cautiously.
“Oh really? That’s not what she said,” Putzie chimed in.
Kenickie glared at the boys, taking another quick drag.
“So, when were you gonna tell us about your nerdy, little secret?” Danny said with a chuckle. The rest of the boys joined in as Kenickie began to fume.
“Come on Nickie. Cat got your tongue?” Sonny howled with laughter as the gang continued to goof around.
“I can’t believe you guys followed me around! What’s wrong with you?!” Kenickie yelled.
“Relax man. We won’t tell anybody. We all gotta get our kicks from somewhere,” Danny said, combing his hair and releasing the last of his chuckles.
“Yeah we just didn’t expect (Y/N) to put out so easy!” Doody shouted as he high fived Sonny and Putzie, doing their stooge routine.
Kenickie was starting to see red. Just because you were smart and a bit of a goodie-goodie didn’t mean they could bad mouth you. Especially not in front of him. How could he be embarrassed of you? He was the screw-up. The terrible student with no future. For a moment he stood there, thinking about beating them all to a pulp.
“Kenickie? Earth to Murdoch? We asked if (Y/N) and you were together?” Danny said. The T-Birds were all looking at him concerned. He put his cigarette out on his shoe, turned and walked towards the school. They called after him but he ignored them. He marched down the hall as the bell rang and waited by your locker.
You gave him a confused face when you caught his eye. Usually you saw him at lunch since he skipped most of his classes. But what shocked you most was that as soon as you got close enough, he gently grabbed your arm. You looked at him and immediately could tell something was off.
“Cut class with me?” he asked you quietly.
Normally you’d say no. You’d tell him all the reasons you needed to be in class and sometimes you’d tell him why he should be in class too. But today was off and you couldn’t find it in you to say no to him. You put your books away and shut your locker. Kenickie quickly grabbed your hand and strode out of the school, ignoring any weird looks or comments people threw your way.
When you got to his car, he opened your door then got in on his side. The car roared to life and Kenickie took off down the road, speeding towards make-out point. You didn’t say anything, waiting for him to bring up what was bothering him. He seemed ticked off and the last thing you wanted to do was exacerbate it.
Make-out point was completely deserted. In the daylight it was just a cliff above the town. Kenickie parked and shut the car off. You reached for his hand and took it, rubbing your thumb over his knuckles.
After a few minutes of silence, he finally looked at you. You gave him a soft smile.
“The boys found out about us.”
You scooted closer towards him asking, “How does that make you feel?”
Kenickie grumbled, “I don’t know, (Y/N). They followed me to your house. They made fun of you. Of you! And that got me pissed.”
You nodded as you listened, continuing to scoot closer to him until your legs were touching. You knew how much the opinion of the guys meant to him and you were crushed to see him so upset.
“They think you’re a nerd. But they’ve got it all wrong (Y/N). You’re the only one at Rydell worth chasin’. You should be ashamed of being with me. I can’t do anything right. I haven’t even fixed up this damn car,” he said and you pulled his head into your chest. You ran your hand through his hair and kissed his forehead. Big, tough Kenickie would’ve never let you baby him like this if this was any other day. But he didn’t protest, simply letting out a breath he’d been holding in.
“Nickie, you know I’m not embarrassed to be with you, right?”
He looked up at you and you continued.
“When you suggested we be a secret, I just figured you wanted to keep your tough guy reputation untarnished. Dating Rizzo fits in with that idea. Dating me does not,” you chuckled.
“You took a real wild left turn going out with me, Murdoch. Give them some time and let them get to know me. If I can charm you, I bet the other boys will be even easier.” You gave him a little wink and he sat up, taking your face in his hands.
“What would I do without you, (Y/N),” he said, looking deep into your eyes.
You felt your face heat up and you leaned forward to capture his lips.
--
After making plans to go to the drive-in with the T-Birds next weekend, the two of you headed back towards Rydell. You could miss a day of school but not a debate club meeting. You enjoyed spending time with Kenickie, but you weren’t gonna let his slacker habits infect you.
As you pulled up to Rydell, you saw the T-Birds talking to the Pink Ladies in front of the school. They all looked up as Kenickie threw the car in park. He followed where you were looking and saw his friends staring hard, waiting to see him. He slumped a bit lower in his seat.
Suddenly, a sneaky thought crossed your mind. Sure, you were hoping his friends would eventually approve of you, but you couldn’t make them do all the work. So you decided to meet them halfway.
You hopped out of the car and crossed to Kenickie’s side. He looked at you, his eyes conveying how unsure he felt.
You quickly grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him towards you, planting a hot, steamy kiss on his lips. He sat there shocked for a moment then his hand snaked up to grasp the back of your neck. You pulled back after a few moments and grinned at him.
“Don’t you ever doubt that I love you Kenickie Murdoch.”
You walked back into the school, passing his friends who all had their mouths agape and you felt a twinge of satisfaction that stayed with you the rest of the day.
And starstruck Kenickie couldn’t believe you had said you loved him as his friends ran over, jumping and whooping for him.
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Meeting and Dating Kenickie Murdoch
(Not my gif)(Requested by anonymous)
- You never really cared about social classes or what people chose to wear. In theory, you didn’t mind greasers; you’d actually been quite fond of them at your old school. You just didn’t like the greasers at Rydell.
- Your family moved houses during your senior year and since Rydell was much closer than the school you’d been going to for the past three years, your parents chose to enroll you there instead.
- Fast forward to your first day at school. Coincidentally, you ended up on the same bus as Patty Simcox, who enthusiastically took it upon herself to become your tour guide.
- The minute you stepped foot into the schools parking lot, her eyes zeroed in on a group of boys who were stood near the front of the school. You glanced over and asked if something was wrong. Her response was to warn you about “the T-Birds” and the other greaser/delinquent groups in the school.
- You stopped yourself from rolling your eyes and assured her you would, mainly to change the subject. You hadn’t really intended to avoid the kids, well, up until you got your first real look at them.
- Greasers started trouble at your old school, but it was always with people who either deserved it or were willing to fight back. This; you watched as the group of boys teased “Eugene”, wasn’t the same. You shook your head and made your way to your first period class, realizing that it was probably good to stay away from these delinquents.
- But alas, that would prove to be quite difficult. Kenickie was in; at least, one of your classes; he could have been in more considering you were sure he cut half of them that day. And he seemed to take a liking to you the moment he walked in; late, to class.
- You could feel him burning holes into the side of your head and when you finally glanced towards him, he gave you a small crooked grin. You rolled your eyes and turned away, intent on ignoring him for the rest of the period. He didn’t like that.
- Throughout the period, which was filled with first day “fun” activities, he became increasingly bothersome with his attempts to garner your attention. Tapping his fingers, tapping his foot, dropping a textbook “on accident”, making loud jokes. You accidentally chuckled at one of them and were immediately met with a grin and wink once you snuck a glance at him.
- The bell chimed and you picked up your things, making your way out of class quickly, hoping to leave him in the dust. You had no such luck as he seemed to be hot on your tail, matching your pace as he uttered his first words to you.
“Haven’t seen you around here.”
“Maybe you haven’t looked hard enough.”
“Believe me, I’d remember a face like yours.”
“Well maybe you should try and forget it.” You told him just as you entered your next class, leaving him standing in the doorway; a determined look plastered across his face. This wouldn’t be the end of it.
- For the next few months, Kenickie would do everything he could to get you to acknowledge him. Teasing, flirting, complimenting, peacocking, playing it cool; you name it.
- Going to hang out somewhere? He always just happens to be there, catching your eye as he enters the room. If you go to walk past him, he’ll block you with his legs, making you stop and speak to him; if only to say an exasperated excuse me, as you wait.
- Waiting outside for someone? Well so is he. Hey, it isn’t his fault that you’re stood in a popular place that his friends always meet at …but while you’re here, why doesn’t he buy you a coke or something?
- It’s not that you hated him. Sure, he annoyed you and could be a real jerk when he wanted to be but you didn’t hate him. A part of you even liked him and his attention, but you also knew that it probably wasn’t in your best interest to be interested in him.
- Ever since you came to the school, all you ever heard about was how him and his friends did this or how him and his friends did that. Watch out for Kenickie. Oh can you guess who Kenickie parked with last night. Some of it seemed exciting and he was certainly handsome, but he was also trouble and that was the last thing you needed, wasn’t it?
- Unfortunately for you, Kenickie wasn’t keen on giving up and your resolve was beginning to break. His flirtation took a less obnoxious turn, it even started sounding sweet and soon enough you had to admit that he’d wormed his way into your heart.
- It was after school one day, you were sat in the nearly empty courtyard, reading a book and enjoying the sun. After a while, you heard boots scraping slightly on the concrete behind you, the noise getting closer and closer until you heard your name. You immediately knew who it was.
“Kenickie?” You asked, turning to look at him.
- He locked eyes with you for a moment, looking as though he really wanted to say something before he glanced up. His eyes scanned over the five people who were sat in the courtyard around you, his teeth nibbling anxiously at his bottom lip.
“C’mon, I gotta talk to you.” He said, taking you by the arm and pulling you out of your seat, dragging you behind him as he walked to a totally deserted area behind the school.
- The two of you stopped short and you watched him as he turned towards you. He was acting …strangely. Was he sick? Was he on something? You were about to say something when he finally spoke.
“Y/n? You know how I’m always messin with ya?” He tugged at his collar, his eyes darting around, moving from the ground to your face and back to the ground again. “And how I- How I’ve, well, you know. How I’ve been messin with ya.
- Listening to him ramble, it took you a minute but you finally realized what was going on. The Kenickie Murdoch …was nervous.
- The thought flattered you more than anything. The tough greaser of your school was getting genuinely flustered and it was because of you.
- His eyes landed on you for a long moment, his words coming to a stop as he seemed to mull over what he should say. Finally, he looked to his feet and spoke, his voice so low that you almost didn’t hear what he said.
“Well, I like you and I wanted to know if you, maybe, liked me too.” He gazed into your eyes once he’d finished, an uncharacteristic vulnerability lingering inside his baby blues.
- You felt yourself begin to smile, butterflies fluttering inside your stomach as you tried to think of how to respond. Simple seemed like the way to go.
“Yeah,” You said softly, smiling up at him. “Yeah, I like you.”
- A big grin spread across his face, his nerves leaving him in an excited chuckle as he gripped your bicep and gave it a gentle push. Biting his lip as he smiled, his hand moved at his side as though he were banging it against something, before realizing he probably looked like a big goof.
“Great,” He cleared his throat. “Good. I’ll pick you up at seven.”
- Your first date was at the drive-in theater. You don’t know how hard it was for him to not make a move on you. If you ever noticed him suddenly stiffen, it was because he was willing himself not to reach down and touch your boob or lunge across his center console and kiss you until you couldn’t breathe. You’re a lady, he can’t do that! Bad Kenickie! Bad!
- Knowing his reputation, you chose to make him wait a little and anticipate your first kiss. So the two of you kissed for the first time on your fourth date. But believe me, he tried to smooch you before then.
- The two of you had gone to Frosty’s palace for a shake and after you were finished, he drove the two of you to “makeout point”. He tried to act innocent when you gave him a look but he wasn’t fooling anyone. You rolled your eyes as he drummed his fingers along the steering wheel, uttering out a “come on” and smiling as he dove to connect your lips.
- Well, now that you have him, you won’t be able to get rid of him anytime soon. Not that you want to.
- Pda? All the time baby. You’re his girl and he’s gotta show it …just no goo goo ga ga stuff. He’s got a tough greaser reputation to keep up, ya know?
- His arm is wrapped around your shoulders 90% of the time.
- He likes gripping your chin and tilting you into a kiss. That lovey dovey look in your eyes as your gazing up at him gets him every time.
- Sitting between his legs and leaning back against his chest. He’s a serial lounger so it’s either that or he’ll just drape himself across you.
- He uses a lot of nicknames with you. Most of them are used in a sarcastic tone, unless they’re generic or the two of you are alone.
- Playful threats, sarcasm, and snide remarks.
- He will nap on you, laying his head in your lap and crossing his arms over his chest. Hope you don't mind the grease too much.
- He’ll deny it until his very last breath, but he’s a snuggler and is definitely the one to initiate cuddles 90% of the time. He complains and practically pouts whenever you pull away from him.
- The two of you usually cuddle facing each other, your arms wrapped snug around each other and your legs tangled together. He can’t help but smile whenever you sleepily tell him he smells good; which he always does.
- He insists on walking you to class, not caring about when he manages to get to his own. He’s late everyday anyway.
- Sneaking out to go see him. There’s always a smile on his face as he watches you make your way outside, though he’ll; weakly, scold you if you do anything dangerous. You just tell him that he could always stop coming to see you. He never takes you up on that offer.
- Late night drives.
- Parking in dark areas.
- Desperate makeouts. He always trails after your lips every time you pull away, moaning your name like the two of you were doing a whole lot more than kissing.
- One word: insatiable. His hormones are racing. Testosterone is pumping through his body. His pelvis is leading the way wherever he goes. He can force himself to wait until you want to do something but boy is it hard when you look so good.
- The more heated things get, the sloppier his kisses become; though you’re usually too far gone to really care.
- “Sneaky butt grabs” and blatant grinding against you.
- He definitely air humps your backside and makes grabbing hands at your butt/chest when you aren’t facing him, pretending like he wasn't doing anything when you turn to look at him.
- Hickeys.
- Soft pushes when he makes wisecracks. He’ll knock shoulders with you and smirk or waggle his eyebrows, until you smile and roll your eyes.
- Anytime he does something; especially something big, he’ll ask what you think or look towards you for your reaction. He seeks your praise. Your opinion means a lot to him, even if he doesn’t outright say it.
- He probably got your name tattooed on him at some point. I wouldn't put it past the sucker.
- Not so deep down, he’s a softie and a pushover; especially for you. Try not to give him too much lip when he gets all goo goo eyed with you.
- As suave as he may seem. He hasn’t made it with all that many girls; at least not all the way. Sometimes, you’re gonna be genuinely shocked with some of the confessions that he makes to you because they all just make him seem so much more …cute.
- Momma’s boy. You think it’s sweet when you go over to his house and she dotes on him, usually prompting him to give an embarrassed “ma” with a mouthful of sandwich and/or reddening cheeks.
- He doesn't have a whole lot of spending money so; generally, the two of you go on fairly cheap dates, and usually go Dutch when buying things.
- Sock hops.
- Sharing and stealing food. If you can’t finish something and ask if he wants it, be prepared for him to grab it before you can even finish your sentence.
- He’s always got a beer for you if you’re into that sorta thing. He was probably the person to give you your first, amongst other firsts....
- Double; and more, dates with the couples in his gang.
- Your boyfriend is also Danny Zuko's boyfriend so expect to see the greaser a lot. He’s pretty fond of you and much sweeter than you anticipated.
- You’re only allowed to wear the jacket when it’s late at night and he catches you shivering; or when you’re completely alone. He won’t let any of the other guys see you wearing it, they can’t know that he’s gone soft.
- He’s not the best at comforting you but he’s pretty good at cheering you up and distracting you from what’s bothering you.
- Dangerous displays and daredevil antics. Whether he does them to impress or spook you is still up for debate.
- Harmless pranks, usually when you’re alone because he’d have to kick someone’s ass if they laughed you. He’s the only one allowed to tease you.
- He likes looking through your things. Your purse, your shelves, your locker; he’s a curious boy and his questions must be answered through scientific observation. He’s also looking for your compact mirror half the time so maybe just take your bag back and get it for him.
- Sometimes, a womans gotta stand her ground and you’ll have to every now and again to make sure he doesn't walk all over you. He loves you but he can also be a jerk so give him a little hell when he’s giving you trouble. He learns that you aren’t to be toyed with or disrespected pretty quickly, and to be honest, you putting him in his place kinda turns him on.
- You once went to see a movie with him and offhandedly mentioned that one of the actors was handsome. He spent the whole night criticizing the movie and glancing at you when the actor was on screen to see your reaction. He was also extra handsy and kept trying to make a move, which prompted you to shrug him off. He was genuinely offended that you’d rather watch the guy then fool around with him.
- He can; obviously, be quite the jealous man. The only problem is that when he’s jealous, he usually tries to make you jealous too; especially if you’re fighting. It usually culminates in him failing to keep himself under control, finally just snapping and trying to beat the other guy bloody which is pretty much how all of his bouts of jealousy turn out.
- He’s protective as all hell in all meanings of the word. He doesn’t want you getting hurt feelings, a hurt body, sick; nothing. He always jumps to your defense, immediately telling people to shut up if they even try to insult or hint at something unsatisfactory about you. Believe me, anybody who messes with you is cruisin’ for a bruisin’.
- The two of you probably argue quite a bit but you don’t always have full blown fights. He’s usually a pretty blunt and sarcastic boy and doesn’t mince his words very often; especially when he’s angry, so things can get pretty heated whenever you do have a fight.
- If you storm out on him, he’ll follow, even if he knows you’re about ready to kill him. He’ll take all the abuse you want to throw at him but you’re going to settle and square it right then and there, dammit!
- If you don’t wind up resolving things immediately after, then he’ll linger where he knows you’ll pass, hoping you’ll come up to him and forget everything that happened. He’s shy when apologizing but he does give you one when he’s in the wrong.
- He shyly mumbles out a “love you” after you say it, especially when it’s in front of the guys. He’ll knock their blocks off if they even so much as smile at his expense.
- He proposes to you straight out of highschool. Some may call him crazy but he knows that you’re the one and he’s ready to spend the rest of his life with you.
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🚗 𝔾ℝ𝔼𝔸𝕊𝔼 𝟙 & 𝟚 𝕀𝕄𝔸𝔾𝕀ℕ𝔼𝕊 🏍
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(1) Kenickie x female reader
(1) Danny x female reader
(1) Sonny x female reader
(1) Doody x female reader
(1) Putzie x female reader
(1) Any female character x female reader (friends)
(2) Johny x female reader
(2) Michael x female reader
(2) Goose x female reader
(2) Louis x female reader
(2) Davey x female reader
(2) Any female character x female reader (friends)
There may be coming more than these guys but until now these are the ones I will accept for request❤️
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Hola! Do you think you could do Grease Headcanons for Kenickie with a shy S/o? Please and thanks! :)
Sure, thank you for requesting! 😊 Sorry that it’s a bit short XD
Kenickie:
For the most part, Kenickie is really sweet towards you
Playful and cocky, but still very sweet
Always letting you know that he adores you in his own Kenickie way
Sometimes, however, he takes advantage that you’re shy
Mostly teasing you because you get flustered so easily
He will definitely say… inappropiate things to embarrass you
Bonus points if you’re in public and you can’t even call him out on it
Healso jokingly complains about how you’re so shy and there’s no need
“I didn’t do anything, Y/N! You’re making me feel bad”
He can be such a jerk, even if he’s just joking around
Of course, he will always pretend to be all innocent
Like he never did anything wrong
And pretend like he doesn’t get why you’re blushing
“You’re an ass, Kenickie” You always reply, and he just laughs
Kenickie always tickle you when you get all pouty
Teasing you even further and ultimately making you laugh
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Kisses and tickles with kenickie! Luv ya
“Don’t you dare!” You shriek jerking away from Kenickie when you feel his fingers on your waist. “Don’t you fucking dare, Kenickie, I swear to god,” you warn but he laughs and tackles you down onto the couch.
“What was that, babe?” He asks sarcastically as he starts to tickle you and you can’t breathe enough to repeat yourself. You thrash in his grip and laugh but he’s got the upper hand and he knows it. “Gimme a kiss and maybe I’ll stop,” he teases, not expecting you to throw your arm around his neck and yank him down to crash his lips against yours. The sudden move knocks him off balance and the pair of you roll dangerously close to falling off the bed, but you catch yourself just in time and this time when his hands settle on your waist they’re to pull you closer.
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