4kozy

[4kozy]

y’all please ttm… i’m bored… send in thoughts please…

[4kozy]

oh wow jay! now i want to get pregnant…

— magnolia ✧ D.A

summary જ⁀➴ after two months of being engaged, there are more unexpected surprises that come in the form of two lines on a pregnancy test

warnings/tags જ⁀➴ fluff, dealer!dani au, f!reader, established relationship, pregnancy announcement

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based on this ask

to say you were panicking would be an understatement, because you were losing your shit, utterly and totally losing it. the past three days you woke up rushing to the bathroom to throw up, and you thought you were just sick. until you realized that you were late for your period. then, the panicking started.

you called megan on the fourth day while dani was out running errands, asking her to come over and make sure dani didn't know. she was confused, but she always listened. so within half an hour, she was sitting outside your bathroom.

when you told megan the reason you wanted her there, and showed the test in your hand, she understood why you were freaking out. it was understandable, it made sense.

she stood outside the bathroom while you did the test. both of you waiting anxiously for the results that would come. and when the results came, your heart dropped.

two lines. you were pregnant.

"meg?" you say loud enough for her to hear through the door, your voice cracking.

megan instantly opens the door, peeking her head through before slowly walking up to you. you don't say anything, instead just holding up the test towards her, and her eyes go wide.

"yn..." is all she can get out.

"what am i going to do?" your lip quivers as tears fill your eyes.

"everything's gonna be fine," megan says quickly. "you're gonna be fine. this is–this is a good thing, right?"

"i-i don't know," you answer honestly. "how am i supposed to tell her?"

"we'll figure it out." megan grabs your hand. "you don't have to tell her right now. just when you're ready."

you slowly nod, a few tears trickling down your cheeks. "i'm scared, megan." you whisper. "i'm so fucking scared."

"i know." megan crouches in front of you, wrapping her arms around you and hugging you. "everything is gonna work out, i swear."

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you were still hesitant on even telling daniela two days after you confirmed you were pregnant. you were terrified of her reaction and how she would go about it. there were hundreds of thoughts running through your head, and you didn't know what to do about it.

sitting on the couch with your hoodie on over your head, a blanket covering you, and multiple tissues around you, you were recovering from crying on the phone with megan. daniela was out on a deal, and you had maybe five more minutes before she would be back.

"it's gonna be fine, yn. seriously."

"i don't know, megan." you say quietly.

daniela unlocks the front door and takes a few steps inside, hearing you talking and assuming you were on the phone. she opens her mouth to say something, but freezes in her place at your next words.

"i mean, what if she doesn't want to keep it?"

daniela swears her heart drops to her stomach, but she tries to play it off. tossing her keys exaggeratedly on the counter and announcing her presence like she didn't hear you. "i'm back!"

you immediately hang up on megan when you hear daniela's voice, putting your phone down as she walks into the living room. she stops abruptly when she sees the state of you along with the tissues scattered around you, her eyebrows furrowed together in concern.

"are you okay?"

you meekly nod your head, fiddling with the sleeve of your hoodie that draped over your hands. daniela walks over and sits down beside you. she can tell you're lying, but she doesn't push it.

"so, what were you talking about me not wanting to keep?" she asks nonchalantly. "you didn't get a dog without asking me, did you?" she jokes.

you don't smile, you're not even looking at her when you quietly say the words. you can see her smile drop the second you say it.

"i'm pregnant."

there's a silence that fills the room. uncomfortable, awkward, the kind that hadn't happened in a while. you contemplate saying something else, play it off as a joke maybe. but daniela speaks first.

"are you serious?" she asks quietly.

you nod, feeling your throat close up. "i-i took a test a few days ago a-and it came out positive." you manage to get out. "i'm sorry for not telling you right away. i-i didn't know what to do."

daniela grabs one of your hands, bringing it up to her lips and pressing small kisses on your knuckles. "this is amazing, mi vida." she says softly. you finally look over at her, and your breath catches in your throat seeing the tears in her eyes. "this is amazing. i can't wait to start a family with you. i love you so much."

"really?" you let out, your voice barely above a whisper.

"of course," daniela says with a nod, grabbing your arm and pulling you onto her lap. she peers up at you with pure adoration and love in her eyes, and it makes tears fill your own. "i'm so happy. this is great. we're gonna have a family, and we're gonna be the best parents ever. i love you so much, so so much. and i'm going to be right here with you every step of the way. i promise." she presses a gentle kiss on your cheek that had a few tears trailing down.

a small smile grows on your face at her words, and you don't know why you were worrying in the first place. "i love you too. you're going to be great." you reply.

"you're gonna be even better." she smiles back at you. "i can't wait."

"yeah, me too." you smile, leaning in and kissing her.

[4kozy]

I LOVE THE CHEF SOPH X MODEL MANON plz give me it… begging…..

HELPPP anon ur speaking my language that one is yelling at me… begging me to bring it to life first.. idk we’ll see 🙂‍↕️

[4kozy]

sing a song about me

megan. ( after dark )

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pairing | megan x fem!reader

tw | implied smut, minor language, slight nsfw, idk what else can i add.. men dni, mdni!!

genre + wc | fluff + 903

syn | late nights with your girlfriend, megan skiendiel.

an | can u tell i came up with this last night honeypots?

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You don’t even notice it.

You don’t notice it with the soft glow in the corner of the room, a small plug-in lamp being the only true form of lighting active right now.

It being Megan: topless in your doorway with a pair of purple basketball shorts on that definitely seen better days, holding a glass of water with a lovestruck look in her eyes.

You’re on the bed, scrolling absentmindedly on your phone, humming along with a song that came up on your page, face glowing from the light of the screen and the thin layer of sweat on your body; the bedsheets are scrunched up underneath you, duvet halfway off the bed, hanging for dear life.

But Megan stares at you like you’re a piece of renaissance art, studying you wordlessly, as if she’d never seen you before.

You’re beautiful.

With the marks on body, with hair sticking to your face, with the glassy look in your eyes–all evidence that she was there.

Megan had been inside you, beside you, on top of you, and now she’s left her imprint on you. And nothing felt better than the idea that tomorrow–well, more like later today, people would know that.

People would know that Megan Skiendiel was there.

That she’s the only one you trust with your body.

Her chest explodes with pride. Never in a million years would she expect to get so lucky with somebody like you.

“Baby, I got you some water,” she finally speaks, drawing your attention to her. There’s a sense of awe in her voice as she walks over to you, sliding into the bed with a small thump.

You press a kiss to her jaw, hand grazing hers as you take the glass. “Thanks, Megs. Always so sweet.”

Megan burns. She burns, hot and flustered, stumbling over her words, staring straight ahead. “Uh… You’re welcome.”

You snicker, putting your phone down and bringing your body closer to her, causing her to freeze up with all the grace of a child playing twister. You’re nestled into her side, head on her shoulder, legs resting on top hers; it’s like you were meant to be there all along, bodies fitting not like puzzle pieces, but like clay molded around each other, mixing together where you meet in the middle.

Her jaw clenches, chest tightening up before she panics, stammering like an idiot, ”Hey, wait! You’re still–“

“I see you on stage, Megan,” you roll your eyes in feigned exasperation. “Are you always gonna act awkward like this after we have sex or…?” your voice, once taking on a playfully teasing tone now trails off into laughter.

Megan whips her head down towards you, embarrassment and some other feeling making themselves known on her features.

A beat passes before she speaks again.

“You’re warm,” she murmurs. It’s so quiet that you think it’s a thought that unintentionally found itself outside her head. She glances at you, lovesick look in her eyes, and then double-takes, flustered. “And you’re naked! Get off me..!”

You laugh loudly, scooting just the smallest bit, moving to rest your head against your headboard. “Yeah, I’m naked silly,” you grin, pausing to take a sip. “Remember, Meimei? You’re the one that got me naked… Talking about, ‘oh you got me all hot and bothered, and you need to take responsibility...’ That was you!”

Megan chokes on nothing, face becoming even redder, if that was possible. “Don’t remind me of what I said?!” she hisses, lightly knocking your skulls together.

You lean over to put your cup on the nightstand, movements slow and deliberate, knowing that your girlfriend’s eyes were always on you, regardless of the situation. Megan swallows thickly, eyebrows furrowing with slight irritation and a glint of desire in her eyes.

She just couldn’t stop herself from wanting you all the time, even when you were being annoying on purpose.

“Oh no, Mei. I’m not reminding of what you said. I’m simply… throwing old words in the air,” you say, stretching obnoxiously before crawling over to her.

Megan gapes at you, still staring like a deer caught in headlights. “You’re an asshole,” she pouts. Soft whines of discontent exit her lips at your teasing.

“And you,” you say, pausing your statement with a swing of your leg over her lap, now straddling her. “You’re a dork. My dork.”

She goes quiet, lost in thought for a minute. Her hands find purchase on your waist, her grip so tight that you’re sure marks will form. “Mean it?” she whispers, heart skipping.

“‘Course I do,” you breathe.

The tension is palpable, air changing between you into something so much more passionate.

But never intense-only familiar.

Unspoken words fill the space; not that they were uncomfortable, but the eye contact between you two was enough. You knew Megan now.

Unlike before with the slightly awkward pre-sex conversation, or fumbled fingers, or surprise when learning new about each other, Megan knew your body like she could draw a map of it from memory, and in vice versa. She knew you.

It was so refreshing–an attentive partner who tried her best to understand you so well that speaking was just unnecessary. All it took was a glance. On stage, on flights, at home. All it took was a lock of eyes.

And the glance now–the stare bouncing back and forth between you was saying the same thing: I want you.

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[4kozy]

OBSESSED WITH VAMP SOPHIA UGH I JUST FINISHED READING IT!!!!

Probs will hit the other monster katz au soon but I'm def waiting for Lara

Love the au's may you never experience writer's block mwah

RAHHHH ‼️ thank you sm :) hopefully i don’t experience writer’s block… but as for lara i’ve been looking for inspo everywhere, so she’s really an amalgam of many different interpretations of reapers in pop culture ( mixed with some of mine ) ! i’m super excited…🙂‍↕️ hoping u guys see the vision

[4kozy]

a while ago i got bullied into writing with caps by my friends who write and i forever wish upon them the worst fate possible ( every time they want to light candles, the lighter will be out of fluid; every time they go swimming, they’ll get devious wedgies that just don’t seem to come loose, even when they shake it )

[4kozy]

it’s okay to be the type of writer with 400 drafts… i understand you. i get you. you just have ideas you need to get out, even if that means you’ll never post them🙏

[4kozy]

when i post and my stuff gets likes i feel like a siren luring you guys into the sea. esp on my ao3… call me kozy the seductress, kozy the vixen, kozy the new-age jezebel, if you will.

[4kozy]

moot… who’s we? like idk nothing about WE..!

WE yes WE all dying bruh 🥀 trump tryna get us killed awllll 😭😭😭😭

[4kozy]

if i were to hypothetically write something for maphinz, which out of these three would u want to see more… y’all idek what i’m doing anymore… somebody stop me.

( or if u had something u wanted to hypothetically see, u can hypothetically drop it in my ask box )

[4kozy]

leaving lipstick stains on megan’s collar shirt… riding her in the office but binding her hands with that damn tie… rubbing but not letting her inside you until she’s begging and teary eyed… making her take care of work while u give her earth-shattering head under the desk… cockwarming her because she wants to be as close to you as she can… her begging to eat you out on her desk, even when she knows you’ll make a mess everywhere… DO YOUR DAMN JOB LADY!

subby losers + office sex 😍 IM THINKING TOO HARD. THIS WONT BE A FIC PROBABLY.

THAT DAMN SUIT😭🙏

[4kozy]

RIP Adriana Smith, and fuck the people who forced her on life support, and fuck Georgia lawmakers while we’re at it

[4kozy]

was writing and i thought it sucked so i went to my wattpad and read my old fanfics! ( they were very very bad ) apple white and darling charming you will forever be famous🙏

[4kozy]

sorry for the beyoncé yall i’m hoping that i can finally get a used official beyoncé self-titled vinyl🙏 will never forgive that creole lady for shelving this one

[4kozy]

beyoncé songs ( from each album, excluding homecoming live and the gift ) the katz give me! ( and no i don’t take criticism )

manon: crazy in love, world wide woman, ego, party, bow down/***flawless/i been on, pray you catch me, summer renaissance, flamenco…

megan: signs, freakum dress, diva, run the world ( girls ), XO, 6 inch, thique, spaghettii …

sophia: baby boy, suga mama, if i were a boy, schoolin life, blow/rocket, daddy lessons, plastic off the sofa, II hands II heaven…

lara: gift from virgo, kitty kat, sweet dreams, i care, jealous, ghost/haunted, sandcastles, alien superstar, ameriican requiem…

daniela: be with you, welcome to hollywood, video phone, best thing i never had, blue, love drought, heated, bodyguard*…

yoonchae: me myself and i, listen, ave maria, countdown, superpower, sorry ( original demo ), i’m that girl, II most wanted…

*very interchangeable with my rose…

don’t look at me yap i’m sorry

[4kozy]

LARA RAJ THE WOMAN THAT YOU AREEEE 😩 BACK TO BACK THESE GAYBOS TELL THEM STOP IM GONNA COMBUSTTT

[4kozy]

oh to be gazed upon by lara