ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ɪɴ 4ᴋ — ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏɴᴇ
pairing | juju watkins x jezabelle!reader
genre | slow burn, internet crush, comedy, mutual attraction, wbb, youtuber!reader, streamer!reader, fluff
warnings | marijuana use/references, language, none otherwise
word count | 2.8k
a/n | okayyyy, this is based on one of my fav youtubers, jeZAbelle! i literally recommend all of you guys to watch her, she’s so just so hilarious. reader’s creator name is jezabelle, everybody calls her bzllz, and yes, the capitalized “za” is absolutely intentional because she has a reputation for being high in half her videos. we’re starting this as a slow burn, so we’re letting them actually get to know each other instead of immediately throwing them into a relationship. enjoyyyy <3
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there were a lot of things people knew about jezabelle.
they knew she was a la girlie. they knew she’d been making youtube videos since she was seventeen, back when her camera quality was questionable, her editing was even worse, and most of her videos consisted of her sitting on the floor of her bedroom talking about whatever had been bothering her that week.
they knew she had somehow turned being unserious into a career.
they knew she streamed on twitch several nights a week, usually with a blunt sitting beside her keyboard, music playing quietly through her speakers, and a chat moving so quickly that she could barely read.
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tonight’s stream had started normally.
well… normal for jezabelle.
she was sitting cross-legged in her desk chair wearing an oversized faded black shirt, her hair loosely pulled back while some dreamy synth-pop played quietly through her speakers.
the room was dim except for the warm lamp behind her monitor, giving everything that soft, late-night glow her viewers had become used to.
her eyes moved across the chat.
“okay, wait. slow down,” she said, laughing as the messages continued flying by. “i can only read, like, three things at once. y’all act like i’m supposed to have six pairs of eyes.”
someone immediately asked if she was high.
jezabelle stared at the screen before she leaned closer. “why do y’all keep asking me that?”
she laughed and reached for her drink, shaking her head as she settled back into her chair. “no, seriously. every stream. every video. ‘jez, are you high?’ ‘jez, what did you smoke?’ ‘jez, blink twice if you’re high.’ like, what do you actually want me to do?”
she paused and read another comment l.
“actually, don’t answer that. i already know where this is going.”
she took a sip before setting her drink back down. “anyway, i’m doing a q&a because i have nothing else to talk about tonight, so ask me questions before i get bored and leave.”
that was a mistake that she realized approximately thirty seconds later.
favorite album?
favorite city?
dream vacation?
favorite movie?
worst date?
who would you never date?
who would you date?
jezabelle answered most of them quickly, barely giving herself time to think.
“favorite album? that’s impossible. it depends on the day. right now, probably something synth-heavy. dream vacation would be dubai… hello dubai. favorite movie? entergalatic.”
she laughed and scrolled through the questions.
jezabelle smiled as she looked at the screen. “somebody asked who my celebrity crushes are.”
she leaned back and crossed her arms, “okay. that’s easy. first of all, y’all know i have taste. second of all, don’t judge me.”
she started listing names as she kicked her feet.
“zendaya, clairo, faye webster, paige bueckers, azzi fud—“
her smile grew. “oh, wait, i forgot somebody,” jezabelle started laughing before she’d even said the name. “no, because y’all are going to make this weird.”
she looked back at the question and blurted it out as casually as she could manage, “juju watkins.”
jezabelle’s mouth dropped open as she watched the messages race across her screen.
“what?” she asked, laughing. “why are y’all acting like i committed a crime? she’s pretty!”
jezabelle covered her face with both hands for a second, shaking with laughter before dropping them again.
“okay, wait. let me explain myself before y’all turn this into something it isn’t.”
she leaned closer to the camera. “juju is fine. i’m sorry. she is. i’m not going to sit here and lie to y’all.”
she paused, then laughed at herself.
“and if juju ever sees this, i need her to know that i am being respectful. respectfully.”
jezabelle shook her head, “but girl, you are beautiful.”
she glanced at the chat, then back at the camera.
“and the eyes? don’t even get me started on the eyes. i don’t know what’s going on over there, but respectfully, i’m struggling.”
she laughed and leaned back.
“like, i’m not saying anything crazy. i’m just saying if she ever needs somebody to show her around la, i know places.”
she winked before nodding. “that’s all.” jezabelle looked toward the chat again. “actually, that’s not all.”
she covered her mouth, laughing before she could finish.
“juju, if you’re watching this, hi. i’m jez. call me.”
jezabelle immediately reached for her drink and shook her head. “okay. next question, because i’m not embarrassing myself any further tonight.”
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the clip was online before her stream had even ended.
somebody had screen-recorded the entire segment, cut it down to thirty-seven seconds, added captions, and posted it.
jezabelle shooting her shot at juju watkins on twitch is killing me 😭
within an hour, it had thousands of views.
then tens of thousands, then hundreds of thousands. by the time jezabelle woke up the next morning, her phone was practically unusable.
she lay in bed, squinting at the brightness of her screen while notification after notification appeared.
“oh, shit.”
she opened tiktok to hear herself blaring through the speakers, “juju, if you’re watching this, hi. i’m jez. call me.”
jezabelle stared at the screen for several seconds before slowly lowering her phone onto her chest.
“oh, i’m cooked.”
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across town, juju was sitting in the living room with a few of her teammates when kennedy suddenly started laughing.
“ju, you need to see this.”
juju looked up from her phone with a confused expression. “what happened?”
kennedy was already walking over, phone in hand. “nothing happened. that’s why it’s funny. just watch.”
juju reluctantly took the phone.
she watched jezabelle list her other celebrity crushes before she heard her own name.
kennedy was already laughing beside her but then came the part about her eyes.
kennedy practically folded over. “oh, she’s down bad,” she said between laughs.
juju tried to keep a straight face, but the corners of her mouth betrayed her. “who even is she?”
“jezabelle,” jazzy answered from across the room without looking up. she’d apparently already searched her. “she’s a youtuber and streamer.”
londynn glanced over from her phone. “i’ve seen her videos before. she’s funny.”
juju laughed and handed the phone back. “okay. that’s funny.”
kennedy stared at her. “that’s all you’re going to say?”
“what else am i supposed to say?”
“i don’t know. maybe acknowledge that somebody just publicly declared you fine.”
juju shook her head, smiling. “people say stuff like that all the time.”
“not like that.”
“how was it different?”
kennedy immediately started imitating jezabelle’s voice. “‘juju, if you’re watching this, hi. i’m jez. call me.’”
juju covered her face with one hand as everyone started laughing. “please stop.”
jazzy grinned. “i’m just saying, she has confidence.”
“she definitely does.”
kennedy looked at juju for a moment before her expression turned mischievous. “you should follow her.”
juju immediately shook her head. “why would i do that?”
“because she thinks you’re pretty.”
“a lot of people think i’m pretty.”
kennedy’s mouth fell open. “oh, she got confidence today.”
juju laughed. “i’m just saying.”
jazzy pulled out her phone and held it up. “you want me to send you her instagram?”
juju didn’t even look at her. “no.”
jazzy nodded innocently and lowered the phone. “okay.”
a few seconds passed and juju glanced over, “…what’s her instagram?”
jazzy was already typing. “sending it now.”
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jezabelle had no idea any of that had happened, she was too busy trying to survive the internet.
she had already posted a story saying:
i was joking btw 😭
which only made people more convinced she was not joking.
then, approximately four minutes later, she’d posted:
actually never mind i meant it
which made everything considerably worse. her comment sections were filled with people tagging juju.
her twitch chat was now obsessed with the situation.
and every time she opened tiktok, another version of the clip was sitting on her for you page.
eventually, she gave up.
“i’m never talking about another woman again,” she announced during her next stream.
chat immediately started laughing.
“no, i’m serious,” jezabelle insisted, pointing toward her monitor. “i’m going to start answering every question with ‘i don’t know.’ y’all have ruined q&as for me.”
someone in chat asked if she had seen that juju might have watched the clip.
jezabelle froze. “what y’all talking bout?”
SHE SAW IT
HER TEAMMATES SAW IT
JUJU KNOWS
jezabelle stared at the screen before someone sent a screenshot.
her mouth fell open. “oh my god.”
she leaned back in her chair. “okay. everybody shut up.” jezabelle covered her face.
“i’m actually never leaving my house again.”
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after steam, jezabelle was scrolling through instagram when she noticed something.
jujubballin started following you.
jezabelle stared at the screen. for once in her life, she had absolutely nothing to say.
“no way,” jezabelle slowly placed her phone on her desk as though it might explode. she leaned back in her chair and stared at the ceiling.
“oh, i’m in trouble.”
she lasted approximately twelve seconds before picking her phone back up.
she followed juju back, “okay… that’s normal, completely normal.”
which is what she thought… before another notification appeared.
jujuwatkins liked your post.
jezabelle’s eyes widened. “oh, hell.” she dropped her phone onto the desk again and covered her face.
there was no way she was surviving this.
