#I was professionally snarky (still polite but with attitude) so it’s okay
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Work you out (M)
Pairing: Jungkook x Reader
Rating: M
Genre: Smut
Word Count: 2.4K
In collaboration with the lovely @alwaysdarkestbeforethedawn94
Disclaimer: if you are under the age of 18 please know that this contains heavy sexual themes and mature language.
Summary: Working for Hybe has been an experience. Being Jungkook’s manager is another story. His sharp eyes, firm jawline and snarky attitude was a deadly combination to begin with. The guy easily found his way to your heart and you simply couldn't take it anymore.
Thinking back to how I managed to land such an unimaginable employment opportunity must have been a miracle. Unquestionably, working for HYBE had so many benefits; I swore to never leave this place. Sure, I was a simple manager's assistant, but I was by the side of one of the managers that handled the most important talent in the stretch of South Korea, the entire globe to be honest, BTS. I was assigned the position of assistant to the manager of one of the guys, none other than Jeon Jungkook. I really couldn’t believe my luck. Not only was I a part of one of the most skyrocketing influential enterprises in the country, but I also had the chance to meet some of the most inspiring people in the whole world! Who would have thought?!
Did I have a crush on the guy by the end of my first month working here? Yes, but who wouldn't? He is the sweetest, always polite and courteous. I've met my share of self-boasting asshats; this industry is flooded with such. This guy is worth billions and he has remained ridiculously humble. Word got around about him being a wonderful young man and I could positively say he is so much more up close. Jungkook is ridiculously handsome that’s a given already, but his personality was the real deal-maker. He reminds me of a dark stormy thundery night where I cover myself with my favourite warm fluffy blanket starring out of the window a rich flavored hot chocolate in hand.
In general, I quite enjoy working at the company’s principled environment. Don’t get me wrong, nothing in this world is rainbows and butterflies, but overall, I can confidently say that it’s been a mainly positive experience. Thankfully, the department I am in is assembled by kind, funny people who like to get things done. There hasn’t been a day were I regretted coming here. As for my daily duties as an assistant, working for Jungkook meant keeping up with his appointments, helping him with anything at anytime, managing his schedule, making sure it matches with the other guys' and so much more. I was required to work around the clock and as a single independent woman in her late twenties who was trying to figure out the world around her that didn’t sound like such a bad idea, though I digress. Essentially, I was one of the employees responsible for pretty much anything and everything he needed. Our department was at his disposal 24/7 running around, living that busy life.
That's until the pandemic struck. That was the first time I thought to myself that this might be nature’s valiant plan to get back what man so forcefully took from her. Suddenly, everything was canceled; life got put on a hold. My dearest supervisor, Jungkook's manager, had to stay at home because he had kids. In fact, a lot of people had to stay at home. Abruptly, days became weeks and weeks became months. The desperation and frustration we were feeling was like nothing else ever experienced. Truthfully, it felt like something had been stolen from us and we could never get it back. In this manner, when the gears finally started grinding again I was assigned to be the on-site manager for Jungkook. That meant being in direct contact with him more so than before and of course, being responsible for a ton of other obligations.
Not going to lie, the first months were slightly awkward for both of us and understandably so. We both were used to very different working arrangements. I might have been working behind the scenes before, but now I had to step into the spotlight becoming his own personal shadow, and I am sure he wasn’t really comfortable with that. Taken into account the current situation everyone looked like a volcano ready to erupt.
Once, I happened to accidentally step in a not so common incident; maybe it was a circumstance I wasn’t supposed to witness. He was on the phone at the time, when I saw him. That’s why I decided it was best if I stayed behind the half closed door of the studio. I couldn’t hear what he was saying and it was none of my business after all, but I could tell by the minute I laid my eyes on him that something was wrong. Something had been bothering him; irritation written all over his face. He was pacing back and forth, phone still on his ear. He was clenching his fist so hard I wondered if his nails cut into his skin. He was breathing heavily, almost as if he would burst and his muscles grew tense.
Then, in an instant, it seemed that the call ended and as he was putting the phone in his pocket he slammed his fists down onto the table a loud bang echoing in the room. After some consideration, I knocked on the door to make my presence known and he sharply looked at me. Without having the chance to say anything to him he let out a loud growl and left the room leaving me dumbfounded and unaware by the door. Soon after that, he apologized for the way he acted confessing that he had an unfortunate falling out with one of his closest friends and at the time he couldn’t process what was happening. I would never forget that day. It was the day I came across a not so familiar side to him.
From that day forward, things miraculously became easier and Jungkook was way more relaxed around my presence, we joked around often and he even texted me to ask about a variety of things outside of regular working hours. We managed to develop a teasing relationship full of endless borderline flirtatious banter. He had this other side to him that only a selected few got the chance to know. Jeon Jungkook was indeed a comforting raging night, but he was also an infuriating playful mischievous brat when he wanted to be. This in all honesty, made him a hundred times more irresistible in my eyes.
Life was going on smoothly until Jungkook decided that taking after midnight trips to the gym was perfectly acceptable, insisting that I escort him instead of his bodyguard. I cursed every single time but I went anyway. Forty-five minutes after midnight he was lifting weights, unbothered. Taking secret short glances towards him I contemplated what I had done in my previous life to deserve this torment. Don’t get me wrong, I couldn’t care less about the late hour, but to have this view in front of my eyes was causing me both mental and physical pain. The guy was clearly sculpted by the gods. With his broad chest, muscular arms and thick thighs he could have anyone he ever wanted. He even sported an hourglass figure; He is insanely unreal. That’s the main reason why I decided to sit there preoccupied with a silly game on my phone to kill time until the suffering ended. I was barely hanging from a string at the verge of blowing off the barrier between my personal and professional life.
Out of the blue, with a loud grunt, he dropped the weights, drawing me out of my contemplation. He looked annoyed for whatever reason. He tried his best to seem nonchalant but it was obvious, in his beautiful stern eyes. Could he be craving for an audience? Abandoning every rational thought I had, I put my phone away, looked in his direction as I got up to get water. I smirked at his clear annoyance. Surely, we weren't supposed to interact with the artists this way but I am cranky and sleepy, and for the first time ever, he was being kind of an ass to me. Was I perhaps the reason behind his sudden personality change? The thought kept floating at the back of my mind.
This kept going on for about three weeks or so and I gave him nothing. His annoyance prominent in his expression, more and more as the weeks went by. He was hot but I am sure all he had been seeking was an audience given that he missed it, or so I thought. Thursday evening rolls around and I was particularly iffy tonight ‘because I was extremely frustrated, sexually. This one was making my situation worse, sporting a tight black tank top and skinny grey sweatpants which made him look like a treat. He could easily pass for a bodyguard with those broad well-built shoulders. As my eyes scanned his body I realized this was the first time his tatted sleeve was on display. I couldn’t help but let my eyes wander. By the time I was done his eyes were already fixed on mine and I turned away immediately, embarrassment written all over my face.
Seeking solace in the women’s bathroom I tried to extinguish this ravenous yearning. The feeling of cold water did nothing to help the burning desire that was building inside me. Without warning, a knock at the door was heard, his sweet angelic voice following "Are you okay?" he asked, the remnants of a smirk could be heard still. "Jungkook you cannot be here, I am okay. I'll be out in a minute." I exclaimed, as calm as I could. "It's been ten minutes. I can't continue unless you're there." He insisted, I heard him chuckle after that.
With that, it was now or never, I pushed the door’s handle and made my way outside rolling my eyes in the process and he caught that, quickly moving closer, clearly annoyed, jaw clenched, eyes taking in my features, making him look not quite intimidating but definitely interesting. No, it was my mistake. Not just interesting, he looked ravishing. "As I said, I'll be out in a minute. Then you can finish up" I argued. But he didn't budge, moving even closer, if that was even possible, he was almost a breath away. "I don't feel like working out anymore" he declared like a child whose toy was taken away from him. As if I chose to play heads or tails with my career, I poked the beast further, "What is it that you want to do then?" I asked making sure he heard the annoyance in my tone. Coming even closer, to the point where he was completely pressed up against me, "You" he uttered calmly yet authoritatively. Before I could process what he had just said his soft lips crushed mine with a vengeance, thirsty. Pulling my lip with his teeth, he kept planting kisses from my lips to my jaw trailing down to my neck and décolletage; a surprised panting left my lips.
It felt as if I had involuntarily awakened this beastly hunger within him. His kisses insatiable and his touch was possessive, "I've been thinking about this for so long" he confessed as he took my hoodie off. "Sitting there, not giving a word let alone a glimpse. If you think this is off-limits you're wrong" he growled pointing at himself. "I can guarantee that once we're done here you definitely won't be able to look at me, ever." As he said all that, he managed to get me in a compromising position against the sink, his slim waist in between my legs. He kept my gaze as he lowered his head between my thighs. Little shit kept giving me hickeys on the soft flesh of my inner thighs, so close to my now dripping core. He enjoyed tormenting me and it showed. I was helpless but oh, God was all of this hot. He licked a stripe over my soaked panties, "Oh baby, you smell delicious" and with one hand he took off my underwear completely.
He sank in my folds, letting a guttural moan that I felt vibrating through my core. Not being able to think about what was happening I let myself indulge in my carnal desire my hands tangled in between his luscious hair.
He loved food and I've watched him eat before, but this must be one of his favorites ‘cause he was doing his best not to let a drop go to waste; he acted like a man starved. His hands held me in place, thankfully, ‘cause everything was too much; nothing could stop me from shaking, feeling everything deep in my core, he was too much. He just had to be good at everything. He kept a torturous tempo, from sucking my clit to his sinful tongue penetrating me, and as tears gathered around my eyes he decided to add his slender fingers in bringing me closer to heaven than I've ever been. "That's it baby, let go. Let go for me" he exhaled and just like that I had the most intense climax. My limbs felt numb, my whole body felt like rubber.
Before I could register what was happening he was back at it, sucking my over stimulated clit, my thighs unconsciously closing around his head as oversensitivity hit. "One more, please, come on baby, you can do it" he begged. He kept pumping his fingers while sucking my clit, as if it was his only goal in life. My screams muffled through my own hand clamped on my mouth as I reached my high for a second time that night. I felt it take over me with such intensity I didn't register what had happened. He emerged from between my thighs, soaked from me squirting and with a proud look on his face he declared "Now I look like I had the workout of a lifetime".
He helped me get dressed and pulled me close for a soft peck. He must have noticed my concerned look because he wrapped his arms around me in a warm hug and said "Don't be scared about this, we can work it out. I really like you and I'd like you to stick around". Starring into his eyes, I nodded and he pulled me close for the sweetest kiss, trying to tame my bewildered hair. He helped me get dressed and got out the door first to make sure that no one was around. I waited for a moment and then I got a text.
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Restart
Title: Restart
Pairing: James Ashton x Vivian (MC)
Rating: NSFW and stuff...
Word count: 2,507 words
My disclaimer: This character is owned by PB, I just enjoy some elaboration. I really love James Ashton and I love Choices fanfics, especially nasty ass stuff but there isn’t much featuring my original bae, James Ashton from The Freshman series
So, I decided to put my amateur ass talent to work and write with James being the *star of the story*
A/N: * is a separator due to scene change, very very very minor use of Daddy. Super tame.
“Ohhhh…” James can't control his moaning. His dick between her breasts, he stops thrusting to focus on savoring the feel of her lips around the head of his member. She can't stop moaning either, his dick in her mouth as he runs his thumbs repeatedly over her erect nipples. Her moans are becoming louder and lasting longer each time his dick pops in and out of her mouth. Her appetite for him is as insatiable as his for her and she'd suck his dick all night if he never stopped her. Her lips around his dick is a sensation he’s addicted to feeling though his desire to taste her becomes overwhelming and he immediately moves off of her to lower his face between the thighs he loves so much. No words are spoken before his tongue meets the lips of her pussy, delving inside to find the treasure he seeks. “Daddy" she moans in a whisper, hands on the back of his head, resisting the urge to push his face until its smashed against her pussy. She can feel the vibrato of his baritone groans as he feasts on her center, her limbs writhing involuntarily responding to his tongue until he moves up to speak “This pussy is so damn perfect “ he licks her slit, “tastes amazing “ inserting a couple fingers to play a little before pushing himself up to lie on top of her, aligning his hips with hers releasing a loud grunt upon insertion “Its wetter, warmer than ever before" he starts to thrust “Faster Daddy, harder" and he increases the speed of his thrusts. She likes it rough and being pregnant hasn’t changed that. “Harder, baby I can take it.” James is devoted to giving her exactly what she wants. Bracing himself by gripping onto the couch they're lying on, he thrust powerfully into her pussy causing her to scream his name. He loves the sound of her pleasure scream, especially when she’s calling his name and he continues to thrust until her moan sounds like a balloon that's losing air, a decrescendo, a downward whistle. Pleased knowing that he has satisfied Vivian, he quits thrusting though remains on top of her, inside of her.
Vivian only smiles before sitting up to kiss his cheek, letting him know to get up so she can get dressed. It has only been a couple of weeks since they’d agreed on a temporary separation that they didn’t seem to be adhering to considering they're still sleeping together. Once her dress is over her head, “James, tomorrow we have a prenatal appointment. I'll call you.”
“I wish you'd just stay. You're carrying our baby. You should be here with me.”
“It’s too hard to live with you and not be with you. Plus, I call you for every single thing. Appointment. Tomorrow. Okay?”
“Of course. Call me when you get home. Or at least text me that you're safe.”
“Okay James “
Without so much as a farewell kiss, she leaves the apartment that was once home to her and drives minutes away to her new place. James is fully aware that a friend helped her with her place though he is unaware that the friend in question is Shaun. He invites himself over all the time. He’s even got a key meant to be used professionally since he is the maintenance man for this complex as well, but he pops in to visit Vivian regardless of business nature. Shaun is walking the hall when Vivian arrives home.
As confident as ever. “Hey, sexy" he flashes his golden smile that usually flusters her thoughts completely.
“Just left James. We had sex.” Stating facts as coldly as she could, hoping to deter Shaun from any flirtation although she left the door open for him to follow after her. Of course, he does.
“I guess I can get why you wanna sleep with your baby's father that you're separated from. There’s still love there, right?” Surprised that he isn’t calling James “money bags” or making fun of him in any other way, she continues talking about James.
“I love him so much and I wish he'd drop this separation bs. I'm pregnant by him. What does he think I'm going to do?”
“This separation won't last long. He won't wanna be away from you or that baby for too long"
“Thanks for listening, Shaun. I didn’t realize I needed to complain."
“Anytime, sexy" that smile. This time Vivian notices his smile and finds herself stuttering when encouraging him to leave
“Um..se-se-see you tomorrow?”
“No question.” He walks out the door, she shuts it behind him and falls on the couch irritated thinking about calling James when she should be lying in bed beside him, she texts him at his request for safety assurance. He responds to the text by calling her.
“I’m glad you’re home safe. You could have been at home if you continued living here.”
He can’t see her roll her eyes at his words, but he can certainly hear the snarky attitude when she snaps back at him,
“End this dumb separation. Let’s just be together and I’ll come right now.”
Silence. She speaks again,
“Exactly. So, shut up about my living situation and I’ll see you tomorrow. “
“Don’t act so innocent Viv. I have trust issues, yes but I also WANT to be with you. Can you blame me for being scorn? Afraid? Cautious?”
“I’m not trying to act innocent. I just miss your kisses. I miss being wrapped in your arms. I miss lying beside you. I miss everything about us.”
“Let’s keep working on it; on being 'us' again. For starters, we can converse about the happenings in our lives."
She grabs a bag of Chex Mix to start snacking, munching by the handful. Even eating the bagel crisps she usually hates.
"Well, James, next week I'll officially be two months along. We have an appointment tomorrow. There’s nothing else going on in my life.” she speaks in a monotone to accentuate her boredom with daily life sans James.
"Don’t underestimate how largely important that is. What I have to say fails to compare with pregnancy but, it's all I've got."
"I'm all ears"
"My parents are having a soiree honoring a partnership my father has made in business. His business partner Jeff and his wife are relinquishing a good amount of control to my dad. I thought it'd be kind to give them a gift upon arrival. "
"Okay. What'd you have in my mind?"
"They love spending time at the spa. I was thinking of getting them a $1,000 gift card to a spa."
"For $1,000? James. Are you crazy? These people are not special to you. No. That's stupid. "
"It’s polite. Everything costs so much these days. Spa treatments are expensive. A thousand dollars is like dimes and nickels "
"It’s too much. You wanna be polite? 80 bucks. 100 max. 1,000? James, what the hell? When did you become so dense? You’re the first to remind me that we have a baby on the way to take care of, but you're gonna drop a thousand bucks on a gift for your parents’ friends? Use your brain, James. I can't even deal with you right now. I gotta go " she hangs up the phone without waiting for James’ response. While changing into her pajamas she notices her a low on her phone. It's James calling. She can see his face as the phone vibrates, rolling her eyes while ignoring his call, she gets into bed; James calling again, as she drifts into a sweet slumber.
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The night passes and Vivian awakens still feeling annoyed with James for being so careless with his money. The idea of talking to him gives her a headache and thinking about their appointment today makes the headache worse. Walking toward the bathroom she hears the clicking of her front door being unlocked and knows its Shaun. She turns directions back toward the living room to meet him,
"You can at least knock as a warning. What if I were naked?"
Shaun smiles. A smile the seems so golden. Like everything else should instantly be in glee after he smiles. "That's what I'm hoping for."
"Whatever perv." and they stand staring in one another's eyes in silence for seconds that feel like minutes. Usually, Vivian can shake this off but this time, she stumbles. Struggling to find words to change the conversation from this silent flirting. Fixing a piece of hair behind her ear she exclaims, "James!” successfully snapping out of her Shaun induced trance. Shaun's expression of confusion is so pronounced, she would claim she could see the question marks floating around his head until she continues speaking “Um...James kinda irritated me last night."
"What'd he do?"
"He wants to gift his dads’ friend a thousand bucks. I know they’re financially set but doesn’t he know priorities? We’re having a baby and he’s just giving money away. To people he doesn't even know. For his dad!" Her chest bounces and ponytail come a little loose after her animated gesturing when explaining to Shaun
"Damn sexy, why you do your moneybags boyfriend like that?"
"He's supposed to be smart and he’s not my boyfriend. "
It was the first time she denied claim on James and Shaun notices.
"So can you take me to my appointment? I'm going without him. I'll make up an excuse. I don't wanna see him."
"Yes, I'll take you but I'm also staying. You shouldn't be by yourself if you've got someone around during your pregnancy. Deal?"
"Deal. Let's go."
She begins walking out the door when Shaun puts his arm out to stop her
"You're forgetting something, sexy" he looks at her from head to feet.
"Oh yeah. I gotta shower. Come with?"
"Come on, sexy. Why you gotta tease me like that?" She giggles, appreciating his knowledge of her little joke before she walks into the bathroom.
Her phone starts ringing, and she sighs seeing James face on-screen Here we go she thinks as she picks up the phone
"Vivian. I finally got you. So we're on for today, right? I should head over there in about 20 minutes?"
Speaking softly, "No James. I didn't sleep well last night. I rescheduled. "
"Do you need anything?"
"No. I just wanna shower and lie down.”
"Okay, well I--" but she has already hung up
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Meanwhile, at James apartment, he’s stuck constantly wondering if Vivian is telling the truth about needing more sleep. She seemed adamant about the appointment yesterday, she hurried off the phone and let’s be honest, she simply doesn’t have the greatest record of being forthcoming with James. In an effort to change his thoughts, he opens his laptop to purchase the $80 gift card that Vivian angrily suggested while still thinking of his distrust in her. It feels like an out-of-body experience when he looks up at the screen realizing he has searched private investigators. His distrust in Vivian controlling him as he reaches for his phone to dial the number. Feeling a little shy at first but more confident as the phone rings, James explains exactly what he’s looking for, and gives Vivian's address, they hang up so that James can text the investigator a few photos of Vivian as requested. With only a smidge of guilt and much more satisfaction, James sets down the phone trusting the investigator much more than he trusts Vivian.
After completing the transaction with the investigator, James takes the short walk to the library where he sits at his laptop working on his next play.
Beside him is a dark-haired woman on her laptop, reading reviews of Rosethorne Park.
He can't help but to speak to her,
"You saw Rosethorne Park? What did you think?"
He holds out his hand, “I'm James, by the way" she shakes his hand while turning back to her screen "Comfort. I saw the movie, but I’ve heard the movie was loosely based on the play. I also heard that the play is a million times better than the movie. The play is touring small venues in this city only so I'm reading reviews before I buy my ticket."
"I didn't get your name."
"Comfort. I said Comfort."
"Oh, I'm sorry I missed it before. Nice to meet you, Comfort and I'd argue to agree, the play is better than the movie. The movie kinda sucks."
"In comparison, I can imagine that the movie sucks. Original work is usually better."
Comfort's enthusiasm for James work has an effect on James comparable to Cupids arrow. The magnetism between these two is more than James can comprehend. He wants to kiss Comfort and somehow, he knows she wants to be kissed by him. He and Vivian are separated so it's okay, right?
No, no she's having their baby and he wants to work things out. Guess there will be no kissing tonight.
"So, James, when do you plan on telling me that you are the accomplished James Ashton? The playwright? The author? That Rosethorne Park was your first play, and this is your first-time touring?"
He sits shocked that she knows this stuff though his expression gradually becomes a grin showing that he is impressed by her knowledge. And a little turned on. This girl just keeps getting better
"What gave it away? Was I too interested in the play?"
"No, your interest level was perfect. I simply can't forget such a handsome face and I saw your picture in your author bio to your book, Prescribe to love."
"You recognized me from that? The girl I was dating at the time gave me a mini makeover for it. I don't look like that."
Why did he say that!? He just had to make it known that he's technically single right now.
"James, I'm looking at you. Yes, you do look like that. Anyway, are you teaching these days? I'd love to pick your brain."
“I don't teach, but I'd be willing to meet with you."
She closes her laptop,
"Let's set that up."
"You closed your laptop. Are you leaving me already?"
James brand of flirting isn't so obvious, nor is it usual though he can't seem to refrain from flirting with this girl.
"Yes, I promised my grandmother I'd go to T.J Maxx with her. But I won't leave before we make our date." They share the same brand of flirting and she whips out her phone going directly to the calendar.
"Let's not wait long. How about tomorrow?" Even her eagerness is come hither to James.
"Tomorrow is perfect. Here's my phone number. Text me your address. I'll come to get you"
He hands her one of the business cards he had previously printed but has never used.
"Okay, James. What time?"
"Text me and I'll text you back." James smiles feeling suave and mysterious, Vivian not on his mind at all as he watches Comfort walk away.
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I Am Grey - Chapter Two
Kylo Ren x Cousin!OC
Characters: Kylo Ren, J. Skywalker/Jay Ren, Kai, Mae, General Hux
Warnings: Cursing
Previous Chapters: Prologue / Prologue Part 2 / Chapter One
A/N: Please give it a chance! Hello! Sorry for the wait! I hope you enjoy, I think it is better than the last one. Please leave comments if you enjoyed! Let me know if you want more!
I'm still not that confident in these, but people seem to like them a bit so here ya go!
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For those next two weeks, J spent a lot of her time preparing and going over the arrangements with the ship's General. General Mali. He was a very tall, older man with greying brown hair and glaring eyes. They didn't always get along, but had a mutual respect of each other.
Currently she was on her way to his office for the last time. A droid had informed her that he requested her presence, but she wasn't sure why. Everything was already set.
She entered the room without knocking, calling out, "Mali! Why'd you wanna see me?" looking around the large area, searching for him.
He entered the room from a far off door. His long face set in it's usual grim expression. "To say a proper goodbye." he stated as if it was obvious. J was taken back a bit, he never seemed to care about her at all, why would a goodbye be necessary?
"Oh Mali, I never knew you cared!" J exclaimed sarcastically, placing a gloved hand over her heart dramatically. The General rolled his eyes, walking closer to the young girl so that they weren't talking to each other from opposite sides of the room.
"Trust me I don't. It'll be a blessing to not hear your snarky voice everyday,"
"Well that was just rude-"
"But...I suppose it'll be boring at meetings without you. The only person with a hint of personality. You'll be...missed." He seemed to be reluctant with his words, like he had to force his feelings out.
"Well don't strain yourself." J rolled her eyes with a smirk. He ignored her comment, grabbing her hand for a firm handshake, "Goodbye Jay."
For once, J's face turned serious and she shook his hand back, "Goodbye General." It was silent for a second, before they both retracted their arms. "Your transport will arrive in a few minutes. I suggest you head there." he stated blandly, walking off to where he entered the room.
J let out a sigh, turning on her heel and shuffling out of the room. The reality of the situation hit her like a ton of bricks. She was going to see her cousin again. Had he changed even more? Would he still look the same? He'd probably look different...older.
She hadn't even noticed when she arrived at the docking bay, not until she heard her name being called by two familiar voices. She shook herself out of her daze, turning her head to the right to see two Stormtroopers waving her over.
She let a small smile return to her face, trying to force her usual personality back over the nervousness that had consumed her. She cleared her throat before calling out, "Hey guys!" and running over. Even with their helmets on she could tell which was which.
They were standing in front of a rather large ship which must have been their transport. "You guys excited?" she asked, smiling brightly and placing her hands on her hips.
"Not really, no." Mae's modified voice answered, and J just knew the sassy expression that was on her face under that bucket. The Stormtrooper next to her, Kai (or KN-6972), nodded in agreement,
"Yeah, this sounds like a mistake." he spoke, crossing his arms.
"Hey! At least we're together. I could be going alone, and then who would you two spend all your free time with!?" J asked, fake frowning at the two.
"Each other?" Kai chuckled.
"But you'd miss me!"
"Would I?"
J let out an offended gasp, punching his armored shoulder which hurt her more than him, "You ass!" Kai just laughed, finding this amusing.
"Okay, that's enough. We gotta get on." Mae interrupted, once again being the responsible one in their little group. They nodded, following her up the ramp and onto the dull and professional looking ship.
Mae sat herself down in the co-pilot seat, while Kai took the pilot's spot. J plopped down onto the metal bench in the back. Hanging on to a bar beside her, keeping her in place when the ship jolted into space. "Is there a bathroom on this ship?" J asked, looking over at her friends.
"Yeah, it's the door closest to the right wall." Mae responded. J nodded in thanks, and walked over to the simple metal door. Inside was a black tiled room with a sink, a mirror, and a toilet.
She walked over to the mirror, taking in her attire. Snoke had basically ordered her to wear her "professional attire". For once, she actually listened. It was a pair of black pants and a shirt, with a textured black robe that ended around the middle of her thigh, held in place with a belt. Gloves were also part of the outfit. Was offered a helmet, said fuck no.
However, of course she couldn't completely comply, and on her feet she wore her old tan boots. She had dug them out of her bag and decided to wear them with confidence in front of Ben.
Her eyes scanned back up to her messy dirty blonde hair. It looked pretty shitty, and usually she wouldn't care, but for some reason...today was different. She pulled a piece of black fabric out of her pocket and began to braid her hair, using the fabric to tie the end of it.
When she deemed herself decent again, she actually used the restroom for what it was meant for before walking out. Kai looked back at her when she stepped out, "Wow you actually did something with that rats nest." he murmured before turning around. J stuck her tongue out at him, sitting down once more.
"How long till we arrive?" she asked, preparing to lay down on the metal bench. Mae said it would be a few hours and J took that as an invitation to nap. Slowly drifting to sleep.
"We're here! Wake up blondie!" Kai nudged J with his knee. She began to stir, groaning in annoyance. She reluctantly sat up and rubbed her eyes, "Hit me with your knee again and I'll detach it from your body." she mumbled, stretching.
He simply chuckled and walked away towards the ramp where Mae was waiting impatiently. J stood up, suddenly very awake...and very nervous. They were here. This was it.
She took a deep breath and tried to put on her confident mask, "Let's do this shit." she was embarrassed at how her voice slightly shook, put she put a smile on her face nonetheless.
The troopers could see right through her act, but said nothing. Mae put in the code and the ramp began to lower, slowly. Her worries got worse the longer she waited.
The ramp hit the ground with a thump and Kai nudged her forward. J was hesitant, her smile faltering. She walked down, a bit slower than usual, eyes glued to the ground until she felt all the eyes on her. She glanced up, her eyes locking with a familiar black visor.
She immediately paused, her whole act came crashing down. No sassy smile, no mischievous glint in her blue eyes. She seemed to forget how to move, frozen in the middle of the ramp.
She jumped when a hand was placed on her shoulder. She looked behind her right shoulder at Kai, who gave her shoulder a comforting squeeze, he hadn't seen her like this since she was 10. "It's okay J." he whispered, giving her a slight nod. J took a deep breath and nodded back, he was right.
He let his arm drop as J turned forward again. With another deep breath and some blossoming courage from her friends, she tilted her head slightly to the side and let a small smile creep onto her face. "H-hey cousin!" she stuttered a bit and gave a little sarcastic wave.
She walked the rest of the way down the ramp and up to him, "Long time no see." she crossed her arms, eyes glued to where his eyes should be. Most of her act was supported by the fact that she hated when her friends saw her in that previous state. It was motivating.
He seemed to ignore what she said, instead deciding to immediately go into why she was really sent here, "The Supreme Leader has informed me of your mutiny." J rolled her eyes at this part, "I will inform you now that that will not pass here."
He sounded so sure of himself, it made J almost mad. Those sentences encouraged her even more and her eyes lit up once again and a cocky smirk immediately replaced her shy smile, "We'll see about that."
The people around them who had been listening to the conversation seemed to tense, but Kai and Mae both smiled under their helmets.
"Is that a challenge?" Kylo asked, tilting his head to the side ever so slightly. J just shrugged, eyes glimmering with amusement and mischievousness, "Maybe." On the inside, she was screaming at herself to stop making the situation worse.
"You think me incompetent?"
"No. I just don't think you'll be able to stop me."
Kylo's fists clenched into balls, already annoyed with her attitude. "You've changed." he observed. The last time he saw her, she was a scared and shy little girl.
This irked J and her smirk faltered for a second, her eyes showing a mixture of accusation and anger, "Yeah...clearly. That kind of happens when you're left alone at age 10 to be forced into a life you don't want."
Kylo was about to respond when Mae took a step forward towards the both, "Okay! With all due respect, I think J should be shown to her room, it's been a long trip." she 'suggested'.
Mae had seen how J acts when talking about how he let them be separated, this wouldn't end well if she didn't change the subject.
Ren snapped his head over to the Stormtrooper, and J looked over at her friend. "That's-" Kylo began but J also cut him off,
"Oh leave her alone Kylo. She's just trying to help." she let out an inaudible sigh before turning back to her cousin, "On that note, how about in general you leave these two alone."
"Are you trying to give me an order?"
"No, I'm politely asking you." she sarcastically remarked.
"J."
"Ren."
Kylo's annoyance meter had blown, he reached out and grabbed J's arm, pulling her to him. Kai and Mae had to keep themselves from pulling her away from him. She held her breath and glared up at him as he leaned his head down, whispering menacingly, "You're lucky I'm supposed to meet with Snoke in a few minutes time. Don't expect this attitude of yours to pass if you continue."
He pushed her back, causing her to stumble. Kai and Mae immediately reached out to help steady her. Inwardly, Kylo didn't like doing this, but it was an order. He was supposed to teach her to listen. So he buried down those feelings and tried to replace them with the ones he felt for the everyday soldiers.
Ren turned on his heels, his robes dramatically swinging as he, in J's words, strutted away.
"Fucking prick." J muttered under her breath, "I don't even know where my room is."
As she spoke those words, another man approached her. He was also tall, which made J wonder why these men were so fucking tall, and he had neatly combed ginger hair.
"Jay Ren." he stated and from only two words, J knew this guy was an asshole. She looked down at the mans outfit, immediately noticing a familiar patch.
"You're General Hux, aren't you?" she asked. General Mali had mentioned him a few times. The man nodded and held up a datapad, which displayed where her room would be, "You will be staying in the same living quarters as Commander Ren. Once you walk into the room, there will be a door to the right, that belongs to him, your door will be farther up and to the left."
Damn it, it'd be harder to sneak her sweaters. "Ah, thanks General....but that sounds like a horrible arrangement." His expression became one of amusement,
"I would think so." he said in the snobbiest voice possible.
"Great fuck everyone aboard this ship is a dick." she rolled her eyes as she walked past him, purposely bumping into his arm. Kai and Mae followed behind her. Once they were far enough away, Kai let out a laugh, "Jesus kid, put a filter on it."
Mae reached over and slapped Kai on the back of the head, "Stop laughing, that wasn't funny. J could have been in danger." J let out an exhausted sigh,
"I can take care of myself, plus I doubt he would've actually done something there." she reached up to her braid and undid it, ruffling her hair, "Or he would have, but it's not like he'll kill me."
"Still. It was irresponsible." Mae scolded.
"Okay, chill it Mom." J laughed, nudging Mae with her elbow. She was trying to remember what she saw on the datapad, turning corners and walking down long black tiled hallways.
It took a few minutes, maybe a half-hour, before they reached the door with the correct number. "Guess this is my stop." she shrugged, turning to her friends.
Kai nodded, smiling lightly under his helmet. He ruffled her hair, "Bye kiddo. We'll see you tomorrow." J smiled, and the two trooper walked back the way they came.
J's smile dropped, turning towards the door. It was then when she realized that she didn't know the code. A sigh left her lips, and instead of going to find Kylo and ask for the code, she just lazily held her hand out. The door shot open a little too fast, but J didn't really care. She walked in, and shut the door behind her.
As Hux had said, there was a door to the right, and a far off one to the left. She shuffled her way to 'her room'. Inside the door was a bland black room with a door to a bathroom (probably) and something that resembled a closet. In the middle of the wall in front of her was a plain black bed. On the bed were her bags.
Despite her bags spread over the bed, J allowed herself the practically fall onto it, only wanting to rest.
This was going to be interesting.
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A Tribute to Naya Rivera
If you haven’t heard, the ultra talented and insanely beautiful actor Naya Rivera has tragically passed away from a drowning accident after saving her young son. She died a hero to her son, and her legacy on Glee will be eternal. I have never had a celebrity’s death stay with me for so long. I feel so awful about this tragedy. So I decided to write about what her legacy meant to me.
Naya played my favorite character on Glee, Santana Lopez. Naya’s performance was always so fun to watch. She was a true scene stealer. You never knew what was going to come out of her mouth. or what she would do next. She was classy, devilish, funny, confident, and graceful. And Naya played it with such care, charisma, humanity, vulnerability, and poise. She got every color of the character. Without her, Santana’s hilarious rants to her snarky confrontations to her vulnerable moments wouldn’t be the same. She in my opinion, was the best character on the show. Naya’s performance as an actor was unforgettable. She also had one of the most powerful voices on the show. It could be both diva and delicate, powerful and emotional, and sparkly and sincere. Her nuanced, complex, and layered performance as an actor and singer was breathtaking.
I have always preferred the meaner, sassy, no nonsense female characters in TV shows and movies. I always felt more connected and intrigued by characters like Sharpay Evans, Kathryn Mertuil, and Blair Waldorf. Santana Lopez is one of all time favorites. She was extremely outspoken, brutally honest, often times to a fault, and completely and totally unapologetic.
Many Glee viewers idolized Naya and Santana for being great representation for the LGBTQ+ community, the Latinx community, and the Afro-latinx community. While I agree with all of that, I can’t relate to it. I’m not Black. I’m not Latinx. And I don’t identify as Queer. However, there is something something that I relate to when it comes to both Naya and Santana. Being a girl.
For a college assignment this past year, I had to write a rhetorical analysis on any article of my choosing. I chose Glamour’s Christopher Rosa’s 2018 article titled ‘The Enduring Allure of the Rich Bitch’ (link to article at the bottom). The article talked about characters like Blair Waldorf and Chanel Oberlin and why viewers love them. Santana Lopez, while not mentioned in the article, also is beloved for the same reasons. While Santana wasn’t a ‘Rich Bitch’ (being extremely loaded, snobby and cold), she sure acted like one and therefore was at least an archetypal ‘Bitch’. In the article, it stated that these mean girl archetypes are so beloved because they are females acting like males.
Stereotypically, feminine qualities include being quiet, submissive, polite, nice, apologetic, sensitive, and nurturing. However, characters like Santana, while they have nice and sensitive moments, are usually none of those things. Santana is assertive, loud, fierce, outspoken, ambitious, dominant, strong, powerful, confrontational, fearless, unapologetic and sometimes rude, which are all stereotypically masculine qualities.
As a young girl watching Glee, while it taught me to accept people no matter what race, religion, sexuality, or background they have, it also taught me what it means to be a strong girl. That I don’t have to take people’s crap, be a people pleaser, or even be nice in order to get what I want. I’m not saying being mean is okay. It’s not. But it is okay for girls to go after what they want. It’s okay to be outspoken and assertive, and you don’t have to apologize for it.
Naya was also just as inspiring to me as her character on screen. Naya inspired people to never belittle themselves and always be as authentic as you can. She encouraged inner beauty, acceptance, uniqueness, authenticity, and confidence. I have watched many interviews with her online. Particularly, when she was promoting her tell-all book ‘Sorry Not Sorry’. In the interviews and in her book, she opened up about having an abortion, the cast of Glee hooking up with each other, her difficult relationship with Lea Michele, and her boob job. Her confident, authentic, and unapologetic ability to be so open, honest and outspoken was so refreshing. From the way she talked about it, she didn’t feel regretful. She was informal, sensitive, and even sometimes humorous about it. I was particularly inspired by the way she talked about almost being fired from Glee.
Naya has been working since she was a child on shows like The Royal Family, Family Matters, and The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. She knew how sets should be run and how to be professional. One day when an actor was throwing a fit on set and a producer wasn't doing anything about it, Naya spoke up to the producer and asked him to do something. When he threw a fit and blamed her for calling him out saying that he has been running the show for six years, she responded by saying “Yes, poorly”. While she admitted she was wrong by saying that because she didn’t get asked back the next day, she still spoke up for herself and what she believed in. As a young woman and an aspiring actor, that’s a cautionary tale, but mostly incredibly inspiring.
While Santana and Naya’s openness and honesty often went hand-in-hand, they are two separate beings, one fictional and one very much real. However both inspired me greatly. Her loss still doesn’t feel real. It’s absolutely devastating in every way.
As a tribute to her legacy and talent, I have chosen a list of some of her most iconic and impressive performances on Glee.
RIP Naya Rivera <3
Here are 25 of Naya Rivera’s most memorable performances as Santana Lopez on Glee:
1. Rumor Has It/Someone Like You | 3x06
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d3BjcKq5w2A
This whole video. The breakdown over the campaign ad. The glances throughout the routine. The passion throughout the song. The anger and then the slap. I still get chills when Santana belts out ‘Don’t forget me, I beg’. It was all beautifully performed.
2. If I Die Young | 5x03
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q3m9mBMNXzg
Another amazing and powerful performance. And the lyrics are hit way too close to home and it’s just so heart-wrenching to listen to now after her death. It’s tear-jerking even more so now than then, if that’s even possible. Her performance is also so emotional, beautiful, powerful, vulnerable, and real. The scream and the crying. You can feel every emotion. It’s even more powerful when you think about how her body was found on the anniversary of Cory Monteith’s death and she sang this song in his tribute episode.
3. Smooth Criminal | 3x11
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kZyLmn2moMM
The emotion, intensity, and passion are undeniable. And their voices blend so well. Also the dueling cellos just make the whole number incredible.
4. Valerie | 2x09
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0UVQpihaNYg
Iconic. This is the number fans think of when they think of Santana Lopez. Her voice is made to cover Amy Winehouse. and her attitude, charisma, and sass make the performance so fun to watch.
5. River Deep, Mountain High | 2x04
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=82lYMlXB-fI
Mercedes and Santana’s voice blend so well. They have the same confidence, attitude, and sass, and the fun charisma they both bring to this number make this one of the most memorable duets of the show.
6. Girl On Fire | 4x13
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mtQOVWEeWQw
This moment was so amazing to see. Her character is leaving the past (high school) behind and going to achieve her dreams in New York. Its empowering and inspiring and the song fits so well. As someone who has that same goal, this is a performance that is unforgettable for me. Not to mention all the emotions she shows throughout her performance. Sorrow. Fear. Uncertainty. Determination. Excitement. Happiness. Empowerment.
7. The Boy Is Mine | 1x18
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_JMQhM6xzzc
This was one of the first time Santana was fully showcased. Everyone knew Naya had insane talent and the passion, tension and attitude in this performance was incredible.
8. Back To Black | 2x21
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Btjdpj_Vr1s
Another song proving how Naya’s voice is made to cover Amy Winehouse. I love this song regardless, but her cover of it was amazing.
9. Cold Hearted | 4x16
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=40J42Lk3WFI
Santana always sang songs with some sexual appeal, and this song is the perfect example. The music video influence and choreography was phenomenal. Her voice and dancing only elevated the song. It’s nothing less than a stand out performance.
10. Songbird | 2x19
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CJUgLEtA-74
The vulnerability is this song is so beautiful. Her voice conveys each emotion so well. You can feel all the care, nerves and love she is feeling throughout the entire song.
11. Nutbush City Limits | 4x13
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qf64s42Da68
Her Diva moment! The attitude in this number is unbelievable. Naya has said herself that this was one of her favorite numbers on the show. You can tell how much fun she was having.
12. Survivor/I Will Survive | 3x08
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WZ2CjN2e1ug
This was a perfect mashup for The Troubletones to do. It’s the ultimate girl power mashup. It also includes another amazing duet between Mercedes and Santana.
13. Constant Craving | 3x07
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ggKx5QGwlVs
This song appears in the episode right after Santana is forced out of the closet. The whole episode, her Glee club members try to cheer her up by showing how much they love and accept her. She sings this song at the very end to show how happy she feels to finally be out. It’s a beautiful episode and beautiful song to conclude it.
14. Shake It Out | 3x18
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hwhQKhpD0kA
This moment is so beautiful. They are comforting Coach Beiste, who is dealing with an abusive relationship. The sincerity, emotion, care, delicacy and vulnerability that each girl, especially Santana, shows in this moment is amazing. It’s also very cool to see all the girls come together in support of another.
15. Me Against the Music | 2x02
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FpUxsq6RnkU
This is an AMAZING performance. The acting. The dancing. The singing. The attitude. The recreations. It’s all amazing, and both Naya and Heather are phenomenal in it. It’s also the first powerhouse performance from the two. It’s from the second episode of the second season, which is when both girls were promoted to series regulars and started to be featured more prominently. And boy, did they start out on a high note.
16. Don’t Rain on My Parade | 5x09
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VHDtJmmPcCM
Everything about this performance is amazing, but it’s star power, snark, undeniable confidence is what makes it. She is particularly slapping Rachel across the face throughout this performance. It’s powerful, spiteful, specific, and spectacular.
17. La Isla Bonita | 3x12
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BtqKGHNzUy4&t=114s
This was a performance that celebrated both Naya and Santana’s Latin culture. It was vibrant, lively and fun. Naya also sang in Spanish beautifully.
18. Mine | 4x04
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2o1W_bvpE8U
This is one of the best episodes of the entire series. This song was so powerful and memorable because of Naya’s acting throughout the song. You can see her truly feeling every emotion throughout the song. This one is tearjerker.
19. Landslide | 2x15
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4RITRibEht4
Her vulnerability throughout the song is truly beautiful to watch. Another iconic and emotional performance.
20. Doo Wop (That Thing) | 5x18
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E3TK_U2Nbqw
Naya was an amazing rapper and this song, with their vocals, was an amazing showcase of that.
21. Here Comes The Sun | 5x02
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=COZyxdTnby4
This song is so simple. It is so delicately performed and is one of Santana’s more calm, effortless, and pure performances. Her voice also blended so well with Demi Lovato.
22. I Want To Dance With Somebody | 3x17
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YoMa8WVzlYA
SHE DID THE WHITNEY LAUGH! And she did it amazingly. That laugh is hard because it’s specific and to the beat, but it sounds so natural. Naya did it amazingly.
23. Problem | 6x02
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F9BYBusznII
This had everything that made Santana great as a performer. Powerful vocals. Great dancing. Impressive rapping. Sex appeal. The Unholy Trinity. Britney S. Pierce. It was also so fun to watch.
24. Alfie | 6x06
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RYIgv8kxJ1w
This was when Britney brought Santana’s grandma to watch her perform and ask her to come to her wedding, which she disapproves of because it’s a lesbian marriage. Naya performed the song with such intensity, passion, and meaning. It was quite beautiful.
25. Trouty Mouth | 2x16
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_zEd9Zioo2U
The most classy sounding song with the most absurd lyrics in the world. The fact that Naya was able to perform it without laughing is truly impressive in itself. She had so much confidence, soul, and commitment during her performance of this totally wild song.
ARTICLE:
‘The Enduring Allure of The Rich Bitch’ by Christopher Rosa:
https://www.glamour.com/story/the-enduring-allure-of-the-rich-bitch
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