a juju watkins x manon fanfic | ▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||။၊| dark red steve l.
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ꕀ contains juju!actor!fem. mature language. dark romance. age gap. way way longer fic. smut. fingering. mommy kink??? juju once again as joe.
in which , at 15 juju watkins's obsession begins for famous actor evania roux, the obsession runs even deeper when they finally meet. juju goes at any rates to have the 29 year old all to herself.
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JUJU WATKINS didnt know how this obsession began. actually she did. — she was 15 and her and her siblings were in the living room watching tv.
juju wasn't really paying attention. she was laying on her stomach resting pn her arm petting her only two month old pitbull stroking his chin — he was white and adorably cute.
mali and dami were arguing while mar shook her head just staring at the tv hoping something would come on — "cmon dami dont nobody wanna watch wrestling!" the woman hissed jumping up to grab the lg remote as dami held it above her.
mar sighed they been at this shit for five minutes now — "man just give her the remote." the 18 year old annoylingly groaned.
dami squinted and his arm dipped for a second causing mali to do one high jump and snatch it from his hand dami slapped his hand on his forehead.
mali squeaked — "yes now we can watch the human channel!"
juju raised an eyebrow head slightly lifting — "the what?" she repeated her voice mumbled in her arm.
dami plopped onto the couch with a frown — "what the hell is that?" the 16 year old confunisingly asked with a squint.
mali rolled her eyes joining juju on the carpet rolling over laying on her back and holding the remote up. "it's literally just… people. like regular people but it’s actually interesting."
ju gave her a look. "we are people."
"not like this,” the 17 year old said quick, shaking her head. "like..okay, imagine watching somebody’s whole life, right? not the fake love island stuff no shade. like real arguments real drama real embarrassing moments—everything."
dami snorted. "so… stalking?"
"no" mali shot back, sitting up a little. "its different. it's like… you don’t know what’s gonna happen next. like one second everything’s normal and then boom—some crazy stuff happens."
she kept flipping through channels on the show series , clearly determined.
"and sometimes it’s boring," she added, shrugging. "but that’s what makes it good. ‘cause when something does happen, it’s actually crazy."
ju slowly raised an eyebrow. "youre so weird."
mali grinned — " you niggas don't know ball " she mumbled.
she paused on a channel, staring at the screen like she found gold.
"…see! we are gonna watch episode july 15 2005 ju's birthday!."
juju was unamused at first she was two seconds away from pulling out her phone probably to text mackenley.
but then this girl ran into frame her heels clacking as she panted. in the show they were in the neighborhood and people were watering plants kids turning around and the womans curls cascaded down her back she dressed like an average 70s wife.
and when her hair finally flipped out her face as she turned into the camera? juju blinked faintly as she looked up from he phone — her lips were beautifully plump and pink. her bone structure? so so unique.
"w..who is that?" ju asked eyes glued to the screen submerging her bottom lip.
mali made a face at juju but nonetheless shook her head. "thats wanda.. shes mostly a side character until channel 3.." the girl shrugged.
"and who plays her?" juju whispered leaning in comfortably on her sister.
"évania roux" the 15 year old horribly pronounced, "she's full black but grew up in france her english i heard isn't that good.. but she tries."
the way her name was pronounced juju basically would let it roll of the tounge.
eee—van—ee—uh.. mm.. row— ss
dami bit his lips crossing his toned arms over his body. "yall finna have a sister in law real soon." he snickered.
mali scrunched her face. "ewuhh."
it was all zoned out in juju's head though. she stared at the screen watching the way her hair covered her face, her lips beautifully glossed.. and a weird kink juju had? she was completely hairless.
dami was still talking. mali laughed at something. the dog barked. mar complained for the 5926462829 time of the night.
juju barely heard any of it.
even her name sounded expensive.
from that day on? the infatuation began.
juju looked her up on social media that night — she was on facetime with mackenly and they both debriefed on her.
evania didnt have instagram tiktok.. nothing.. or maybe she was really good at hiding it but she did have a small article by her about her and how she got big on acting.
evania wasnt from america. she was born in france and emigrated to america when she was twelve. had an abusive boyfriend who cheated on her and when she was 16? he was 20.
evania's case went massive. some say she didn't know better.. others claim she shouldn't have came onto the guy.
she beat the case and got a restraining order on him.
the internet was cruel to her. but luckily she wasnt chronically online..
at 18 , she attended harvard and got a degree in bio science. she worked at biome around 23 and helped work on bringing back extinct animals around soon though she realized this wasn't her passion.. she was just good at it.
she always would watch tv — she loved euphoria. something about the show always kept her interested and it wasn't about the sex or the drugs or the violence it was about that feeling it gave her.. that excitement of what was coming next.
she realized she wanted to act. her mother dissaproved of her dreams worried about how she was once treated.. by the public eye or how amazing she was at bioscience but ania? didnt care. so her mother? at the hopes at doing anything to help her succeed what she wanted.. so she made a few calls.
20s.. she got rejected alot. her english.. meh.. she couldn't find her style.. and just wasn't what people wanted.. she almost gave up.. but one day it was one audition.. her final try. she auditioned for the side at another friday the 13th movie.. she made it.. they initially liked her accent and they could work on her looks, she played in others small shows that were on abc.. hell even sesame street.
at the age of 25 she got her first main character role.. her show. "please save me" she played alainia leone .. a woman who had come back from the dead to change her life around. the show was a success and got her nominated for two rewards.. she had been on the tonight show, jennifer hudson you name it!! .. did interviews .. it was almost like the once cruel internet stopped following this trend of hating her and began loving her.
shes done shows.. movies.. ad's. her name.. ? really changed for the better.
juju? the once "oh shes pretty "turned into full on obsession.. as she got older.. juju watched her interviews barley even blinking — she would pause the screen examine her body movements juju noticed evania touched her necklace whenever she lied in interviews.
or how she would stumble on words— she enjoyed rewatching her movies.. preferably .. her sex scenes.. her moan was so.. uneven. but the most beautiful thing juju ever heard.
she had no flaws to juju. the woman was perfect..how her teeth were perfectly crooked.. no tattoos on her body. juju.. felt the need to protect her. be there for her. by the time she was 19? juju? could tell you everything about this woman.. even though the french woman knew nothing of juju's existence? juju was still crazy about her.
they have never met.. yet.
JUJU WAS currently in rian's dorm — her bun was starting to get wavy as the night began to settle in , rian was pacing around her room — putting her hair in a low bun.
juju was chewing on a bottle clap her noises muffled as drake blared quietly from rians phone—juju was calmy scrolling on her phone , she was scrolling on tiktok and kept getting scared by her own face.
juju was over here bored. just because she ethier hung out with rian or jazzy and jazzy was coming up the elevator.. rian was chilling at first and then she jumped up and began looking for clothes.
juju wore — her black sunglasses, a essentials black hoodie— black tights, white nike socks (duh) , and some black yeezy slides, but they were on the side of rians bed — neatly placed.
rian made one last loud huff rummaging through her drawers before juju lazily looked up rubbing her socked feet together. "rian seriously what is wrong with you?"
rain came down the windows lightly— rian was throwing a usc sweater over her head her bun spilling out causing her to groan before jazzy came ilooking just as rian, her hair was in her slick ponytail and she had on boyfriend jeans and a white hoodie— white socks and brown birks clearly rushed.
"sorry im late!" jazzy panted placing her bag on the ground before plopping on rians bed her back cold on the sheets.
rian slapped her forehead. "why did i wait so late to do laundry" she sighed , voice laced on tiredness.
juju raised an eyebrow. "ur in on this to?" juju groaned now all her attention gone from her phone as it plopped next to her.
rian ran into the bathroom hopscotching her jeans on. — jazzy rolled over both hands in her face. "you didn't check the groupchat?" davidson asked squinting her eyes.
juju struggles to text her mom back sometimes.. what do you think?
"no.." juju responded lightly itching the back of her neck.
jazzy rolled her eyes— "well the cast of the human channel is here and for me and rians acting class we can ask them questions so we a—" jazzy began to rant before jujus eyes widened.
the human channel?.. everything zoned out to juju. why on this random day at 6pm does juju get to possibly meet the love of her life..? what does she smell like.. what is her real love nois— nevermind.
juju sat up straighter. — rian came out clipping in her earrings. "hey ri.." juju hummed, rian looked back calmer now that she was dressed. juju leaned forward cupping her hands together now sitting up, "think you could sneak me into this class?"
jazzy and ri had a perplexed expression on there face, however the mexican agreed.
THE CLASS was full, juju definitely wasn't the only one being snuck in. cars were lined up, the teacher was tired and confused on why she had to be called in this late.. but nonetheless she was here slurping her coffee.
juju walked in behind jazzy who was behind rian and saw the chairs being set up, juju needed the closest seat to eve,rian gently took jujus wrist. "come on jazzy got us some seats in the front!" rian squealed all pearly white 32 showing her excitement lighting up the classroom.
juju pursed her lips. they sat down to the front brian roco his seat on stage — who played stan wanda's overprotective brother.
juju didnt fancy this "stan."
of fucking course, jazzy got these far away ass seats , juju sat down with a yawn, she manspread , she placed her phone and car keys to the side of her— her legs still , hands fidgeting at her white painted nails.
rian though? a nervous reck rummaging through notebook pages , legs bouncing uncontrollably jazzy wasnt no better, but juju eyes locked on wandas black theatre chair the lights dimmed and the asian professor came from behind the black curtain stage.
"good evening!" he greeted smiling , waving out into the full crowd eyes going into beautiful crescents , juju pushed up her sunglasses watching attentively.
as everyone clapped juju looked around and did a lazy hand clap herself, the professor mr.hwang gestured with his hand going up and down to try and silence the crowd.
"alright .. now the cast is very excited to meet you all.. and fill you in with alot and i mean alot of entel." he emphasized.
claps again. jujus ears were starting to hurt.
"well i guess i wont hold much longer may i first introduce...miguel jackson!" his hands gestured out behind the stage. whistles and cheers came out.
miguel was a police officer who helped wanda escape. he played "loki".
rian grabbed jazzy lightly and they began shaking eachother juju raised an eyebrow at this interaction but whatever.
miguel waved and blew kisses before taking a seat.
mr. hwang introduced another mc, played by alyssa hudson. , she played "katie." wandas bestfriend, and zeke coleman who played "ryder" who played alyssas boyfriend brfore the final two who were fan favorites were about to get called out and had ju? and everyone else ready to jump out of there seats. figuratively for juju though. she was way to classy for that.
mr. hwang laughed at the last few cheers for alyssa before flashing his crooked grin. "now.. for this next one.. he's a personal favorite for me as hc fan.."
juju rolled her eyes leaning her head in her hand.
the whole fucking room shook as the crowd jumped and cheered brian came out with a little jog and laugh holding his side, rian and jazzy screamed holding hands.
ju? seriously didn't understand the hype. but she felt warm because a certain someone was next.
her room didn’t really quiet down when the next name was called.
like everybody had been holding their breath without realizing it. mr. hwang checked his notes once, then smiled like he already knew what was about to happen. "and lastly… evania roux."
just her name. juju? felt her panties get more damp. and her leg? was now like rians shaking uncontrollably.and somehow the air changed anyway.
juju didn’t move at first.
her eyes stayed locked on the stage like if she blinked she’d miss something irreversible. people started clapping before she even came out. louder than before. messy, excited, like they’d been waiting all night just to get to this part. then she walked out. not rushed. not trying to be seen. just… present.
black blazer slightly too loose on her shoulders, hair falling the way it wanted instead of the way it was told. she lifted her hand in a small wave, almost unsure, like she still didn’t fully belong to the noise in the room.
and that was the first thing juju noticed.
she didn’t perform like the others.
evania smiled a little, juju sworeee they made eye contact. she glanced around, squinting slightly under the lights, then nodded at mr. hwang like she was trying to remember how this part was supposed to go.
her hand hovered near her lap, useless.
because seeing her in person wasn’t the same as clips
clips didn’t breathe like that.
clips didn’t look like they were real.
and seriously? she was prettier in person. now this? this was someone juju understood the hype about.
when evania sat mr.hwangs eyes followed. that annoyed juju. but..juju forgot what she was mad about once evania got slightly comfortable.
hwang turned back to the crowd , "alright.. now.. this is how this is going to work you guys can ask questions.. keep it appropriate.. obviously —"
juju literally heard blah blah blah proper name police name backstory stuff.
eve? was nervous running her hands down her blouse and her curls were covering most of her face she nervously kept putting them behind her ears.
she was ticking alot but it got better as someone from backstage handed her a microphone, and her eyes lit up. juju smiled faintly at the sight but it faded when brian touched her shoulder and whispered something in her ear causing the french woman to smile covering her teeth with her slim hand.
the first person to get a microphone was a freshman— big ass glasses and weirdly slicked back hair.
"uhm my question is for evania.. what was it like working like with.. an english speaking cast and you arent much fluent?" her hands gestured, as she swallowed.
evania looked away for a second, thinking her own thoughts she clicked her teeth bringing the mic to her mouth. "working.. with the cast.. uh.. brian was fluent.. and he help me with alot of words." she smiled , her accent thick and wrapping around all the syllables.
juju felt her stomach flutter in the best way. hearing her raspy voice.. in person? omg the cameras never did her justice.
rian tapped juju. "her english is getting so much better." rian whispered leaning into juju resting on her shoulder, juju rested her head on rians not saying much still focused.
AN HOUR and a half later? the cast stood up and bowed receiving claps. , okay.. juju needed a plan, she cant let this moment slip out.
she sat for three seconds as she watched evania talk with alyssa. she looked confused and adorably cuteas they made there way backstage with a few final waves.
rian and jazzy got up , reviewing there notes. ju got up then juju turned to them pulling up her tights. "hey.. i gotta go pee.. dont wait up for me." juju instructed.
jazzy made a perplexed expression. "y..you want us to leave you? we can wai—" jazzy pointed back, but juju put her hand out. "jasmine..go."
rian frowned faintly. "you sure?"
juju nodded opening her hands pulling her freshie and sophomore in with a quick bag rub.
once they left juju looked around behind the stage — she bit her lip and slowly made her way to the back stage but a bodygaurd who tried to intimidate juju with his height spoke. "no ones back here." he countered , crossing her arms over his chest.
juju pushed her glasses above her head so they could make eye contact, she looked down at her name tag, she clicked her mouth.
"samuel." she clasped her hands together. "i need to get back here."
samuel raised an eyebrow.. but once her got a good look? they softened "wait.. i know you.." he smiled. "juju watkins?!" he lifted up his sunglasses eyes wide. juju smiled faintly. "hi." she tiredly greeted.
"holy shit big fan— i love the ucla rivarly—" he began to talk jujus ear off. juju nodded hands on her hips giving a fake ass mhm every few seconds as she was listening.
juju lowkgenuienly wanted this to end
"oh my gosh and the way you and kiki handled lauren and kiki—" his hands gestured every which way.
juju nodded slowly, the way people do when they’re technically participating in a conversation but spiritually somewhere else.
"yeah— and your game last season—"
her eyes drifted past him while he spoke, already mapping the space behind him.
where the stage access would be.
where evania would eventually exit
eventually the door behind samuel cracked open.
juju looked up lazily at first.
then her entire body went still.
not paused mid-interview.
not edited with soft lighting and background music.
.. she looked unsure — "samuel." her voice said softly, the tall 6'4 man turned, "evania this is not the right door!" he scolded gently trying to shoo her back in , juju swallowed unable to form words.
evania was now arguing with samuel. juju had so much she wanted to say but now juju was close enough to smell her cherry perfume? which people who met her lied and said she smells like mangos but anywho ..! juju couldn't think. her stomach began to curdle and her knees got wobbly holy fuck.
evanias eyes glanced at her, as samuel began to pick up evanias thick ass tote bags from her slim hands.
"hi." her voice tiredly greeted with a small faint smile , girl if you could see jujus eyes underneath those sunglasses youd wheeze.
juju was grateful for the sunglasses.
her eyes had probably betrayed her already.
her head tilted, " evania..hi.."
juju looked like a dear in headlights, evania giggled. "thank you for telling me my name,” evania smiled faintly. “but now i feel bad. i don’t know yours.."she smirked, juju stammered. "i.. i mean juju.. my names juju." the woman breathed out.
samuel groaned. "evania seriously what do you pack in here?" he complained, evania rolled her eyes, "oh samuel..you complain to much"
samuel turned to juju, eyes weak. "i know this is unprofessional but can you help?" he asked embarrassed, holding one hand out holding evanias lunchbox.
evania immediately frowned. "samuel, she looks exhausted too, leave her al-"
juju grabbed the bag before she could finish.
"i can help," she said too quickly.
samuel looked relieved instantly.
"excuse me," juju murmured quietly, slipping between them before either could argue again.
and then she crossed the doorway.
something in her stomach tightened.
the backstage hallway smelled different from outside. colder. artificial. wires, makeup, coffee that had been sitting too long.
evania shook her head watching the 6,2 woman slip past her and hit samuels shoulder causing him to wince, as she stormed inside pointing a drmaatic finger at him. samuel cuffed his bottom lip in his mouth.
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