#Monica Geller x y/n

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His shirt

Chandler Bing x Fem! Reader

The group catches y/n wearing Chandlers shirt, y/n and chandler arent out as a couple yet. (Kinda based off of the “rach can i borrow your eyelash curler i think i lost mine”)

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“Hey Chandler, wheres that white shirt you always wear? I thought you were gonna wear it when we all go to my show.” Joey asked and the rest of the group turned to look at Chandler. Chandler didnt answer for a second, “uh in the washer! I need to run a load soon.” He stuttered through the sentence. Joey thought nothing of it and neither did the others. “Alright well lets go see if y/n is up yet, she needs to get ready too.” Ross said opening the door as everyone walked across the hall to the apartment.

“Y/n! You up yet?” Joey called out. She walked out of her room not paying any attention to what was going on, “give me five minutes to get dressed and i’ll be ready.” Some of the others gasped and Joey just nodded before looking at the others, “what?”

Joey looked back at y/n and eventually noticed her shirt, then gasped as well. Y/n looked confused then looked at the shirt she was wearing, Chandlers shirt. Her eyes widened and she looked up at Chandler who’s eyes were also widened. “In the washer huh Chandler?” Ross asked as the group looked at him. Chandler gave a sarcastic smile before speed walking over to y/n and practically dragging her back to her room.

“Well 1. I definitely need to see you wearing my clothes more often because.. wow.” Chandler started gesturing to her making her smile and blush, “and 2. I guess its time to tell them huh?” Y/n laughed and nodded, “i guess so. I’ll get dressed and then we’ll talk to them okay?” Chandler nodded and sat on her bed as she went and got dressed.

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After she got dressed she walked out of her closet putting on her earrings, “okay ready?” She reached for the door but got pulled back, “one more thing.” Chandler smiled and pulled her to him, he cupped her face with one hand and kissed her. Once they pulled away she wiped the lipstick off his lips but kissed him on the cheek leaving a mark. “Now im ready.” He said smiling wide. She smiled back and nodded as she opened the door.

They were all in the same spot and immediately turned to the door. There was a minute of silence before everyone started talking, many “i knew it!” And “i called it!” And “you owe me that 20 bucks!” Were thrown around and Chandler wrapped an arm around your waist, “as much fun it was being a secret im definitely going to love this even more.” Chandler whispered quietly in her ear. She smiled and looked up at him as the others still argued with each other about their bets, “me too.”

Small one tonight as i finish the other one im working on. i had a dream about this last night actually about chandler and thought it wouldve been a cute prompt so i hope you all think so. Also I might start writing for Joey as well but we’ll see!

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requested by: anonymous, I really hope you like this ✨🌻💛

pairing (platonic): Chandler Bing x reader

prompt used: “I told you that I'd never leave you. I'm not going anywhere”

warnings: none. English is not my first language so there might be some grammatical errors a/n: it has been some time since I have either written or posted anything on this platform. This first year of uni has been quite difficult, but I will try to fulfill all of the requests that I have received throughout all of this summer!

feedbacks are always appreciated!

REQUESTS ARE CURRENTLY OPEN!

You had lost all your trust in people.

Men in particular.

When you realised that your longtime boyfriend had been "having fun" with one of his colleagues (who he’s told you was just a friend) for six months, you tried to find ways to resolve the matter in the most responsible way.

First, you tried to resonate with the guy, who promptly started accusing you of neglecting him and your relationship and justified his cheating in the most absurd ways.

Even though you had started the discussion with somewhat good intentions, the rage and hatred you felt against who you thought you'd spend the rest of your life with won against your better judgement. So you kicked him and his mistress out of the house, then you threw all of his things and everything he had ever gifted you out of the window.

As soon as the whole ordeal came to an end, you fell to the ground and started crying uncontrollably. 

You normally would have called your friends and asked for their comfort. This time, however, you felt the need to be alone and process the whole thing by yourself. 

Even though you received quite a few calls, you let them all go to voicemail and cried yourself to sleep for a few days in a row.

A week after the breakup you heard a knock on your door. The person was rather insistent, because even though you were not answering, they kept going.

“Y/n, it’s me, Chandler. Please, open up” your eyes widened as you realised that your best friend was standing in the hallway.

“Go away!” you shouted, as you sat on your sofa.

“Come on, I bought your favourite food. And some coffee. I figured you might need it”

You sat up, and hesitated if you should either open the door or not. Just as you were about to turn the handle, you heard Chandler’s voice again.

“Ok, let’s put it that way” he said “If you don’t open up now, I will break in. And I know how much you like the new wooden frame that you put on your door”.

Your eyes widened. Chandler wouldn’t do such a thing now, would he?

“Yes, I will actually do it, Y/n”. It seemed like he had read your mind.

Needless to say, you pondered your choices and opted to let your best friend in.

“God… you look- terrible”

“Yeah, I know” you scoffed, as Chandler walked through the door “What do you want?”

“I did actually bring you food, you know? And refreshments, too” he responded, gesturing to the plastic bag that he was holding. He quickly reached into it and pulled out a plastic coffee cup.

You softly smiled, taking it from his hands, then put it down on your counter in order to prevent it from spilling onto your carpet.

“The food’s already cold, so we can wait to eat it if you’d like” Chandler responded, to which you responded with a nod indicating that you preferred to eat later.

The two of you sat down on your couch, facing each other. You knew that there were questions to be answered, so you prepared yourself for your best friend’s interrogation.

“So, you and him-” he began.

“Yes. We broke up”

“Because he-”

“He cheated on me with that colleague of his. The one we all met at that party. Rachel had told me that there was something wrong about her, but I didn’t listen” you paused “You, too, had told me that you didn’t like him as soon as you saw him. And- I am so dumb” 

Just as you were beginning to recount the whole story, you started crying. Obviously, Chandler immediately hugged you as tight as he could in order to show you that you were safe.

“Shh, I know, I know. He’s a scum” he asserted “And he’s stupid for leaving you”

“You’re not leaving me too, are you?” you sobbed. 

You genuinely fear that, eventually, each and every one of your friends was going to leave you because of a particular flaw that you had or because you were too annoying for them. But at the same time, you had known Chandler, Monica and the others for quite some time so if they were truly annoyed by you they would have said so earlier.

“When we graduated college, I told you that I’d never leave you, Y/n” Chandler said, as he held you in his arms and gently stroked your hair “I’m not going anywhere”

“Really?”

“Yeah, of course! You’re stuck with me! Now, let’s celebrate this new era of you and not think about the bad stuff, huh?”

[perrywinkleeeee]

chandler bing x reader (whose in the group)

The One with the Cookie Crumbs

Author’s Note ❥ I know I took too long before I finished this, and I apologize. I’ve been busy for the past days from school works and all. But I really hope this is what you wanted and If I didn’t fulfill your request, I apologize, I would be willing to try again.

paring(s) 𖨆♡𖨆 ⁑ chandler bing x fem!reader

Monica Geller x reader (sister)

warning(s) ᕯ none

Word count ⚘ 2.439k

“Ugh! Living with you is like being seventeen and having to share the same damn room all over again!”

Yelling was heard in apartment 20. The Gellers got into the scariest dispute in the entire building when they started arguing.

“What's so hard about eating your cookie without leaving crumbs everywhere?” The other Geller yelled back, which infuriated the other one. “Monica, I've had enough of this crap! And if I had a place to stay, I would move out!”

“Then go ahead, Y/N!” Monica snapped her head at Y/N, as if she were already kicking her out of their apartment. Y/N was taken aback by Monica’s abrupt outburst and felt a a knot in her throat. She never liked arguing with her sister. Y/N lowered her arms from her chest, her eyes wide open. The entire gang was gathered outside their apartment door, listening in on the heated argument that had been going on for 10 minutes. Just as Ross have had enough of all the yelling, when the apartment fell silent, he went barging through the door, knowing his sisters so well that it was best for them to separate for the time being. Whenever they get into a huge fight, it would take days, weeks, or even months for them to come to terms and be able to talk to each other again. “Y/N, it's fine. Go to your room.” Ross accompanied her to her room before turning back to Monica, whose face was now flushed from anger. Y/N strained her eyes and replied, “Fine.” through gritting her teeth, before walking inside her room.

“Again, Mon. Really?” Ross had his hands on his hips before deciding to approach his sister, whom he believed was constantly overreacting to the smallest details and mistakes Y/N causes. “Why can’t you two get along?” The frustrated eldest couldn't stop his sisters from constantly squabbling. “Hello? I handle the majority of the cleaning here.” Monica scoffed, rolling her eyes at Ross.

“Does everything have to be clean for you?” Ross made it obvious that he doesn’t want them to argue all the time, let alone have them broken up because of the tiniest mistakes. “Do you not know me? I want everything to be neat and ordered, yet she screws everything up.”

Monica rolled her eyes and crossed her arms in front of her chest as Ross said, “I think you two should stay away from each other for a while.” She doesn’t want to be separated from her sister, but the continual arguments is killing all of them. “Yeah, right. How are we supposed to do that?” Monica mockedly stuck her tongue out and turned away from Ross.

“I’ll go.” Y/N suddenly popped out of her room, a bag across her shoulder, and another in hand. With a concerned look on her face, Monica turned her body toward her just to see how serious she was. “I’m moving out.”

“What?” Monica, who genuinely doesn't want her sister to move out, kept a worried tone but tries her best not to break character. “You said I should go ahead, then I’m moving out.”

“But where will you go?” Ross intervened in the middle before Y/N began to walk towards the door. “Anywhere but here.” She looked at the two for a minute, but tears started to blur her eyes. “Y/N, I didn’t mean for you to move out. All I'm saying is that you two should know how to get along when it comes to— you could stay with me for a little while, it’s like you’re taking a cool off of each other. But you don’t want to go apartment hunting again, right?” Even if Ross did his best to come up with something that would entice Y/N to stay, it seems like she had enough of Monica acting in her typical manner.

The door swung open as a few footsteps approached, and without hesitation, Chandler Bing, the one and only sarcastic friend offered, “I’ll take her.” Looking inside the apartment like a lost puppy. “What?” Ross and Monica exclaimed in unison. “That settles it then.” Y/N exited the apartment without saying anything, walking past Chandler to open the door to the other apartment in front of theirs. She only ever did that to see how her sister was going to react. And she was pretty sure she saw how upset she was.

Chandler gazed at Ross and Monica before quietly closing the door. “Are you really gonna take her in?” Joey asked in confusion. “Well, if they’re really in bad terms right now… I think it’s best if she stays with us?” Chandler shrugged his shoulders, unsure now whether Joey approved or not. “It’s not okay with you, is it?”

“No, no. I’m entirely fine with it. But we only have two bedrooms in there. Where’s she gonna sleep?” Joey raised his eyebrows and asked. Chandler's thoughts told him he needed to talk to Y/N first before anything else.

Before Joey and Chandler entered apartment 19, there was a loud thump, that alerted them, and when they did, Joey and Chandler hurried in to find Y/N on the floor, bawling her eyes out.

Chandler came over to sit with her on the floor to try and comfort her in any ways he can. “I just can’t stand how she bosses me around. But she’s still my sister. And I don’t want to move out of the apartment.” Her bags were flung on the ground, having to consider what she would do now that she had fled Monica’s apartment. “Maybe I just need time from all of the screaming.”

Chandler enveloped her in his arms and looked at Joey, who was standing in front of them. “That’s okay. You can stay here for as long as you need to.” Chandler reassures her quietly before pointing for Joey to retrieve the box of tissues from the tabletop. “It’s just so stupid to fight over the simplest things!”

“You’re gonna be fine. Chandler chuckled. “I could just sleep in the barcalounger.” Y/N withdrew her grip from him and finally raised her puffy eyes to gaze at him. “What? No, no. I don’t want to kick you out of your own room. You know, I could just stay at Ross’ apartment.”

Ross entered the apartment at that very moment, searching for Y/N. When Ross noticed them lying on the ground, he glanced confusedly at Chandler. “Hey, I talked to Monica. She’s said that you should just come back.” Ross announced which caused Y/N to roll her eyes. “I’m staying here. That’s final.” Ignoring the reactions of the other three men, she gathered her belongings back and entered inside Chandler's room.

“Well, guess she’s staying in my room.”

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“Come on, you gotta talk to her.”

Ross had been begging Monica and Y/N for weeks, but it was difficult to get them to communicate. When Y/N eventually gave up and said, "Okay," Ross's eyes lit up. "Next week." Y/N continued to sip her coffee while reclining comfortably on the couch. "C'mon, Y/N. How are you going to make up?"

“I don't know, ask her.”

Chandler sat down next to Y/N as soon as he entered Central Perk. “Besides, Chandler is taking good care of me.” She turned to face Chandler and placed her head on his shoulder. “What will it take for you to forgive her?” Ross was down on one knee, begging Y/N to forgive their sister. “If she was the one asking me right now maybe I would have forgiven her. So stop apologizing for her, Ross. Nothing’s gonna change.”

“What’s not gonna change?” The three of them looked over at Monica, who had just walked into the coffee shop. Y/N grinned as she glanced at Chandler and then at her watch. “Oh, would you look at that! It’s time to go to work.” Y/N gave a mocking smirk before getting up from the couch. “Y/N, you're unemployed.” Ross stated the obvious.

“Working doesn't require having a job.” She grabbed her purse and went out of the coffee shop, knowing Monica was there. Although she didn't want to ignore her sister, but she was too upset to even look at Monica.

“Hey.” Chandler suddenly wrapped an arm around her shoulder, following her outside. “Hey,” she responded as she peered out into the streets of New York. “Do you wanna go back and order pizza? Hang out or something.” Chandler suggested, fiddling with his sleeves. “That’s a great idea right there,” Y/N said, pointing at his head as she dashed away, Chandler by her side.

Back in the apartment, Y/N and Chandler relaxed on the barcalounger with the lights off and the television on while Joey was not around, because of how Joey doesn’t want to share his barcalounger with anyone. They were laughing and eating together, enjoying one other's company. Y/N never looked for Chandler's presence; she was content with being friends and knowing Chandler as her brother's college roommate and best friend. Although now she learned to miss his presence and appreciates how he’ll try to cheer her up the best he could. She thought of when she could just break the partition that was keeping them apart after developing unexpected feelings for him.

Y/N had been staying with Chandler and Joey for about a month because of how her and Monica were still mad at each other. But she thought that maybe she’ll stay in apartment 19 permanently. "Can I ask you a question that will hopefully not make you uncomfortable?" Chandler tossed a chip into his mouth as he turned to face Y/N in the barcalounger. "Yeah, okay." Y/N got the remote, turned down the television so she could hear Chandler. "Are you planning to move out if you and Monica were to make up?” Chandler gazed down at his palm, waiting for her response. "I'm not sure. Well, I do know, and my answer is, no. But if you want me to move out then, so be it.”

"No, no. That's the thing. I don't want you to leave." Y/N, surprised and confused, gave him an uncertain smile. "Really? Why?"

“You know, I love having you here. We've never really had the opportunity to spend time together like this. You’re fun, and we have similar interests." It was as if he could read her mind, assuming that she would be happy to stay. Chandler swallowed a lump in his throat and turned his entire body towards her. “I don’t know, if this is gonna mess up everything we have right now, I only have one shot at this but… I genuinely like you, Y/N. As in, above and above friends. Sometimes I just want to tell you that so bad, maybe not have to put a pillow barrier between us on the bed. I don’t know, I’m sorry. Maybe I should just stop.” Chandler's smile never faded; instead, he avoided eye contact and slumped into the barcalounger. He feared he had made Y/N uncomfortable, who had been unable to speak up until now, she stood up and walked in front of Chandler and smile down at him.

She climbed on top of the barcalounger he was sitting on only to grip his face and close the distance between them. For Chandler, it was a miracle. And this was the moment they had been waiting for. "I would love to stay here with you, Chandler Bing." She took a time to stare at his gorgeous face before closing the gap once again.

“Ahem…”

Chandler choked on his own saliva when he noticed a figure next to them. “What in the world?” Ross exclaimed, causing Y/N to scurry off of Chandler's lap. Monica appeared from behind Ross with a plate of cookies. "Someone's here to talk to you."

“Hi, can we talk?” Monica asked, extending the plate of cookies to Y/N. "Only if Chandler and I can step outside to talk." Ross shot him a death gaze as he led Chandler outside.

Monica set the meal on the table while Y/N settled down. "Okay, so…"

“I understand that you’re upset. And I don’t know if you’re willing to come back to our apartment. But I wanna say I’m sorry. I’m sorry that’s I’m such a pain in the butt whenever you make tiny mistakes and I hated the way I treated you when you make little mistakes. I really didn't like the way I handled it. I'm sorry I screamed at you or even threw you out of the apartment. And I realized that it’s not worth losing a sister because of my obsession with everything being spotless. So, I just want everything to go back as it was. Can you forgive me?” Monica brought Y/N a glass of milk that she magically snatched from thin air.

"Thanks for the freshly baked cookies, Mon." But I don't really need this to forgive you. I forgive you since you have apologized. And I'm sorry, too. I understand that I'm a little—no, really—messy, but I still love you. So I don't want to lose you over cookie crumbs." Y/N put the milkglass down and put her hands together. "You do want to go back, right?” Monica hesitantly asked.

“Yeah, well. If you want me to.”

“I kinda have a visitor.”

“Who?”

“Rachel, Rachel Green?”

“Rachel?!”

“She took over your room.”

Y/N heaved a sigh and smiled. "Well, that's okay. "I'll stay here with Chandler." She stood up from the barcalounger and peered toward the door. "I'll be fine here." The door opened, revealing Ross and Chandler. "Alright, then, I'll see you." Monica and Ross proceeded to the door. "See you, Ross." Y/N waved to him. "Don't!" Ross gestured and shut the door, leaving Y/N and Chandler alone again. "You and Monica made up. But I guess Ross isn't too happy." Chandler wrapped his arms around her and kissed her on the cheek. "He'll get used to it." Y/N moved to face him and kissed his lips. "So, are you going back?"

"No, I'll stay here with you. Without the pillows between." As she clutched onto his neck, the scent of his perfume drew her into his embrace. "Is Monica going to be okay now that the other room is empty?"

"Yeah, someone took over."

"Who?"

"Rachel…"

Chandler looked at her confused before recognizing who she was talking about.

"Rachel Green?!”

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Rachel green x male!reader - perfect together

Hiii, how are you doing? I wanted request a Rachel green x male reader story in which she starts dating Monica's and Ross' younger brother (he'd be the youngest Geller being 21) and Ross is jealous that his ex is dating his little brother. Just write it if you like the idea lol, thanks! - @benjibing 💜

You were still fascinated by the city, even though you had been there for nearly a year, there was still so much you hadn’t seen or done.

You didn’t have much free time to start with, most of it was spent working and trying to get through your course work.

Which was why you spent a lot of your time swapping from staying with your brother to staying with your sister, just couch surfing between their places until you could get a place of your own for a good price.

It was how you met all their friends, got to hang out with them every now and then, and it was how you caught the eye of Rachel.

Normally she would have just looked right past you, saw you as nothing more than a friend, and at first she did, but when she came to you crying her eyes out over everything that had happened between her and Ross, you just held her as she cried.

You didn’t defend your brother, you didn’t offer any sort of advice or force her to talk about it, you just sat her on your couch, holding her and letting her cry into your shoulder.

That’s when she began to see you different, and it just kept going from there, she noticed how polite and respectful you were, you were a proper gentleman around her.

Maybe that’s why she was standing in front of you now, after having a rough date, extremely drunk, a slight grin on her face.

“Rachel, what brings you by?” You asked.

You stepped aside to let her into your apartment, closing the door as she entered.

“I think you should go on a date with me!” She beamed.

You laughed a little bit, placing your hand on her shoulder.

“I think you’ve had a little too much to drink.”

“No! No come on!”

Smiling softly, you placed your hand on her shoulder, guiding her to your room, getting out some spare clothes you set them down on the bed.

“Get changed, I’ll come through soon, then we can talk, yeah?”

Rachel huffed a little bit nodded her head.

You didn’t go back into the room that night, you closed the door and left her in there while you slept on the couch instead.

You woke up early to make breakfast, and set her plate down as you picked up some of your papers while she padded through.

“Water and headache medicine are on the table next to your breakfast, and I washed your jacket because I have no clue what you spilt on it but it was gross.”

“I want to say tequila but at this point I’m not even sure…”

You laughed a little, looking up from your papers.

“Do you remember why you came here?”

Rachel thought for a moment, trying to figure out through her hungover state why she came to her apartment but she shook her head.

You nodded, sitting down at the table with your coffee as you set your papers down.

“Do you know why I came here?” She asked.

“Yup, but I’m not going to tell you. I’m not sure if you want to know why.”

“Oh god… what did I do…?”

“You came in, told me something, then I sent you to bed and that was that.”

Rachel looked up at you.

“What did I say?”

You just grinned a little bit at her, but refused to say anything.

“Keep thinking, maybe it’ll come to you.”

Getting up, you took her empty cup, taking it over to the coffee pot.

“Oh god…”

You looked over to see her looking mortified.

“(Y/N) I am so sorry! I.. I just… oh god.. I’m just going to go…”

Walking over to her, you set her cup down and you took a few steps away from her.

“So you remember?”

She awkwardly nodded her head.

“I’m flattered by your statement, and dont get me wrong Rach, you are absolutely stunning, you’re so beautiful and anybody would be lucky to go on a date with you. But I’m younger than you, you’re my sisters best friend and my brothers ex.”

“No! No I know! Oh my god…”

You smiled softly at her.

“You deserve somebody who will treat you right Rachel, my brother clearly isn’t that guy, but there’s so many other guys out there.”

“I know.. it.. it’s just hard.. you think somebody is the right one and then it all messes up… or.. or they’re just not a good person…”

“You’ll find that person.”

Rachel nodded her head.

She hasn’t ever been turned before, and she had definitely never been turned down in such a polite and respectful way, but she understood.

“If you still want me to go on a date with me, then ask again in a few months, think about this. Because you’re amazing Rachel, I just want you to know if this is what you want or not.”

So she thought about it, for months, sitting in the idea of asking you out on a date.

She was so used to people asking her that she had never considered the possibility of her having to ask somebody.

But here you were, giving her full freedom with it all.

You were leaving ever choice in her hands, letting her decide where all of this was going to go.

Finally she had made up her mind, she made her way back to your apartment and knocked on the door, waiting for you to answer.

“I think we should go on a date.” She said.

You smiled brightly, grabbing your jacket from behind the door and your keys, pulling your door shut behind you.

You swung your jacket on, and you held your arm out to her.

“I know just the place, let’s go.”

“Like right now?”

“Are you busy?”

“Well no… I.. I just thought maybe you needed time to think about this?”

“Nope, no thinking needed. How does Italian sound?”

“You thought about this?”

You led Rachel down the stairs and opened to door for her, then returned your arm to her once you were both out in the street.

“Of course I have, I mean I’d be pretty stupid if I didn’t.”

That’s how you two started seeing each other.

What started as just a few casual dates turned into a blooming relationship that nobody else knew about.

Rachel didn’t want the others to know too soon, she was worried about what they would think, especially Monica and Ross, and you were okay keeping it on the down low.

You just liked being with her, so if she wanted to keep it hidden you were okay with that too.

It just meant most of the days she spent her time at your apartment if she could, usually on a weekday claiming she was working late.

Today was one of those days where she told everybody she was working late, and she walked into your apartment to find you fast asleep on the couch.

Laughing a little, she set her things down, kicked her shoes off and padded over, laying herself down between you and the back of the couch.

“Try again…” you mumbled.

You moved your arm, wrapping it around her, letting her manoeuvre herself so she was laid on your chest instead.

You smiled as you felt her press a kiss to your jaw, and you lifted your head a little, leaning down so you could kiss her properly.

After a moment you pulled away, placing one hand on the small of her back, the other on her head, gently messaging her scalp.

“How was your day?” You whispered.

She let out a noise of annoyance.

“I swear if it could go wrong today it did! I mean it was ridiculous! How hard can it be for somebody to order one specific fabric!”

Rachel began to ramble about her day, and you lay there listening to her.

When she was done, she let out a heavy sigh.

“Sorry…”

“Don’t be sorry, I get it. You had a stressful day, you know? You have to get it all out of your system, rant about it, yell about it, whatever you’d like.”

“God you’re so perfect…”

You laughed a little bit.

“I’m far from perfect Rach, but you on the other hand are absolutely divine.”

Rachel buried her face into your chest, and you snickered a little, pulling the blanket from the back of the couch to cover you both up.

“But, you have tomorrow off, and so do I, so you know what that means?” You asked.

“I have to go home?”

You hummed a little bit.

“Nope, it means that there’s a fair going on that has our names on it, what do you think? We can eat that weird food the sell, and you can watch me fail horribly at winning you prizes and then give me kisses out of pity for my terrible aim.”

This made her laugh a little bit.

“Well, I just can’t say no to watching you embarrass yourself for me.”

You grinned proudly.

“Of course you can’t, I’m adorable!”

“Oh yeah you keep telling yourself that.”

“Ouch, wow. Who thought my girlfriend would be so mean to me.”

Rachel smiled, resting her head on your shoulder instead, and you smiled softly, closing your eyes.

Both of you fell asleep there, neither of you had the effort to get up and move, which was a mistake on both your parts.

You hadn’t heard your door opening, but you did hear the hushed voices, and Rachel whisper yelling at somebody.

“Darling, I feel like whisper yelling isn’t as affective as actual yelling.”

“(Y/N)!”

You opened your eyes and turned your head to see her stood there with your sister.

“Oh…”

“Seriously? My best friend?” Monica asked.

You grinned sheepishly and sat up, watching as Rachel paced back and forth, running a hand down her face.

“I would say sorry but I’d be lying.”

“Is this where she keeps sneaking off to?”

“Oh my god Mon please! Please drop it!” Rachel begged.

“I just found you asleep with my brother! Don’t you remember what the other brother did?!”

“Of course I do Mon! But I.. I mean (Y/N) he’s.. he’s different.. he makes me happy..”

Monica looked between you both.

Rachel walked over, sitting next to you and you wrapped the blanket around her shoulders, letting her lean into your side.

“Like it or not Monica this is happening, I love you, you’re my sister, but you can’t control who I date. I’m going to keep seeing Rachel.”

“I know because you’re as stubborn as anything…”

Monica looked at you both and she grinned a little.

“Tell me everything!”

“Yeah, that’s my cue to leave.”

You stood up, giving Rachel a quickly kiss, and you took Monica’s jacket from her as you left the room.

You didn’t want to be part of whatever gossip they were going to do.

You went for a shower, changed into some clean clothes, made them both breakfast, and began to sort through your work.

“Mon we’re going to the fair! You want to come or can we actually go alone?!” You called.

“No I have work!”

You made your way back into the living room.

“I’ll drop you at your apartment, come on you two gossip birds.”

You took them back to their apartment and sat on the back of the couch while you waited for Rachel.

The door was opened and you grinned a little at your brother.

“Hey big bro, what’s up?”

“I was actually looking for Rachel, is she here?”

You nodded your head, standing up as he walked further in.

“She’s in her room right now.”

“Thanks, why’re you here? No work?”

“Day off actually. I’m dropping Monica off at work first though.”

Ross nodded and you both just stood there chatting away.

Rachel’s door opened and you looked over to see her coming out in a dressing gown, holding up a white and a blue dress.

“Honey, which dress should I wear?” Rachel asked.

“Honey?” Ross asked.

“Ross?!”

“Oh crap…” you whispered.

You quickly walked over to Rachel, and you stood in front of her, your back hiding her form from your brother.

He looked furious.

“Ross…”

“You’re dating Rachel?! My ex?!”

You turned to Rachel.

“The white one looks perfect on your darling, go get dressed, I’ll talk to him…”

She nodded her head, pressing a kiss to your shoulder blade.

“Good luck…”

She went back in her room and closed the door.

“Look Ross, I get it okay, you’re pissed, I’m dating your ex. But I never asked her out, okay? She asked me, I gave her that choice, and you have no right to be pissed at her when you cheated on her.”

“We were on a break!”

You shook your head.

“Nah, you cheated on her, even if it was ages ago, you still did it. You can’t be getting all pissed at her for looking for something new. Come on man, you know I’ll look after her.”

“She’s my ex! You’re my brother!”

“I love her Ross! Okay?! I love her, and I’m going to do right by her unlike you!”

Ross stormed over and he stood right in front of you, fury in his eyes.

“You can’t see her.”

“You don’t control who she or I date Ross. I don’t care if you’re okay with this it’s happening. You want to hit me? Go for it. I don’t care.”

He clenched his jaw, and you heard Rachel’s door open again.

Looking over, you immediately smiled softly at her, eyes lighting up with pure happiness when you saw her step out in the dress you chose.

She looked a little nervous.

“You look so beautiful…” you whispered.

Walking over, you placed your hand on the side of her face, leaning down to kiss her forehead.

“Absolute perfection…”

“Really? It’s not too much for a fair…?”

“No, no it’s perfect.”

She smiled gently at you, rushing over to Monica’s room for something, and you turned to Ross.

He still seemed furious, but his face softened up a little bit.

“Hate it all you want Ross, I’m sorry but this is happening.”

Rachel walked out of your sisters room with her, and you walked to the kitchen to get a bottle of water.

Ross made his way over to Rachel.

“You’re dating my brother?! Seriously?! Just to get back at me?!” He hissed.

“What?! No!”

Rachel stepped back from him.

“Ross how dare you! How could you even think such a thing!”

Rachel began tearing up a little at the accusation.

“I would never use your brother like that! I’m with him because he.. he’s so different from all the other men! He actually cares, and he loves me for me!”

Rachel took a deep breath, wiping a few tears from her face.

“I would never use anybody, how dare you say anything like that.”

Rachel stormed away from him, and she tapped your shoulder.

Turning around, you saw her face and immediately wrapped your arms around her, letting her bury her face into your chest.

You looked over at Ross, narrowing your eyes a little as he stared at you in jealousy.

He was never okay with Rachel dating other people, he thought he still stood a chance, but now he realised he didn’t. He didn’t stand a chance against you, you were everything Rachel deserved and more

[hayleythesugarbowl]

hey so please don’t remove me from the fandom for this but I’d love to get some Ross geller headcanons? 😅 thanks so much if you get to this, i know you were writing for all the friends characters so i thought I’d ask

ross geller x reader headcanons

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ masterlist • f•r•i•e•n•d•s masterlist ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

a/n: hey no shame in liking who you like girly 🤭 this is a safe space for fangirling of all kind and even i can admit i did find professor ross a little hot sometimes. plus there is so little content for him so it seems only fair. enjoy!!

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dating ross would include…

so you and ross met at the museum 

he was working there the same day you were supposed to go there with a date 

a date who just so happened to have stood you up 

he thought you were attractive immediately and offered to give you a tour himself

you agreed — anything to distract you from your ruined date

you guys hit it off immediately 

‘she knew the mesozoic era from the cretaceous era! its a wonder i didn’t marry her right on the spot!’

and he concluded his tour by asking you if next you wanted to explore going out with him 

you agreed and you’ve been going strong ever since 

you get to know his friends really well

monica tells you a bunch of embarrassing stuff from his childhood 

‘ross, why didn’t you tell me you used to wear dresses and have tea parties. that gives me so many ideas for our next date!’

‘MONICA!’

he already has your lives together  planned out and you guys talk about the future a lot

you watch movies together 

and ross always picks something historical and points out the inaccuracies through the whole thing 

‘i’m just saying, this movie takes place in 1865 and the vacuum cleaner wasn’t invented until 1868. it has no place in a civil war setting—it’s absurd!’

‘ross just shut up and kiss me’

he gives you the most thoughtful gifts

and remembers that one thing you said eight months ago at 4:52 pm on August 8th

he plans the most romantic dates for you guys 

i’m talking apartment full of roses 

kisses the top of your head

ben loves you 

‘god (y/n), you’re so sexy.’

‘really? even though i don’t have space buns?’

‘ok who told you that!’

you play scrabble with him over breakfast, per his idea 

and you make up all of these random words to tease him 

‘armchermanslaf is not a word!’

he always has a hand on your back or your waist 

he is actually obsessed with you 

and he loves you almost as much as dinosaurs 🤭

(that’s what chandler says, at least)

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ hope you guys enjoyed this and stay tuned for phoebe hcs xx

[whowantslovergirl]

Two nerds in a pod

Ross Geller x reader (reader is female with she/her pronouns)

warnings: just pure fluff, y/n is a doctor yall aka paleontologist, but that’s it 🥳 friends masterlist

Summary: The one where Ross met someone just like him and fell in love

posted: May 10, 2024

“And that’s why the Salin theory is pure bullshit!” Ross was going on and on about some paleontology theory. You overheard and walked over to the couch in the coffee shop. “Hi sorry I couldn’t help but over hear but are you a paleontologist by any chance?”

“Yes, yes I am.” You immediately got happy and squealed and his two friends jumped. “I am too!”

“Oh my god?! You are?!” You nodded. “Yes I love dinosaurs.”

“Oh my god there’s two of them.” His friend said you didn’t say anything cause you can tell he was joking. “Sorry for him that’s Chandler.”

“I’m Y/n. But ima go but here’s my number you should call me sometime and we can talk about how the Salin theory is indeed not bullshit.” You left your money at the coffee table and left. Ross had a dreamy look on his face.

“Wow! I never met another paleontologist?!” Ross said while looking at the card. They all just looked at him. “She’s just like you Ross.”

“I know!”

______

Ross never called. But that didn’t matter because you called him.

“Um hello.” He tried to sound cool. You laughed. “Hey mystery man. You know I never got your name.”

“Oh it’s Ross, Dr.Geller.”

“Oh we’re being formal? Well I’m Dr. L/n”

You guys got to talking and you kept trying to hint that you wanted to go on a date but he just wouldn’t get it.

“So what’s your dream date Ross?”

“Um probably something with astrology.”

“Oh my god! Ross I’m asking you on a date wanna go?” You took his silence as a yes. “Ok pick me up at 7:30.”

Oh he’s in for it.

______

You guys went on exactly ten dates. You were finally going to meet his friends and sister. You were nervous but excited. He just walked in and everything looked at you. That made you even more nervous.

“Everyone this is Y/n. Y/n this is Joey, Chandler, Phoebe, Rachel, and Monica.”

“Hi Y//n.” They all said. You just waved then the questions started. “So what do you do?” The blonde one with the unique style said.

“Oh I am a paleontologist.” They all groaned and you instantly felt insecure.

“Hey! Hey! Don’t be rude.” Ross said and they all fixed their attitude. He turned to you. “They’re just scared they’re going to hear about dinosaurs.”

“Oh I try not to bore people with my job.” They all smiled and went to hug you.

“We love Y/n!”

______

You guys were all at the coffee shop just talking. Then you found out something that you didn’t know about Ross.

“You were married three times?!” He looked at Joey who brought it up.

“Thank you Joe.”

“You only told me about the lesbian.” You turned to Ross in amusement. “What’s the story with the other two?” At the mention of the other two divorces everyone just walked away but stayed close. He grabbed your hands. “Well the second time I kinda said the wrong name.”

“Whose name did you say?”

“Yea Ross whose name did you say?” Phoebe added.

“Um well it was Rachel’s and before you say anything that was when I was in love with her.” You just nodded.

“And the third time?”

“Married Rachel is Vegas.”

“Wait after you said her name at the last wedding?!” Is he still in love her? Are you just a rebound? All the thoughts running through your mind. I mean you can be that girlfriend that completely takes him away for his friends.

“Well are you still in love with Rachel?”

“No no no. I don’t think about her anymore. Like ew Rachel.” He chuckled nervously.

“I’m right here Ross.” Rachel said.

“Rachel not the time!” Ross exclaimed. You are a little suspicious. I mean who wouldn’t be?!

“I promise Y/n. I am not in love with Rachel.” You just nodded.

Let’s hope this wasn’t a mistake.

______

“Come in!” I walked into Ross’s apartment. “Hey babe.” You gave him a peck on the lips. You came over so he can show you his fossil collection. You already showed yours and he swears he has a batter collection.

“These are 58 fossils ok?”

“Yeah Ross I can count.” He just shushed me dramatically and you giggled. You really like how funny he is especially when he doesn’t try. He began to show all them off and explain as if you guys aren’t in the same career path. But you let him geek out anyway. You got a little turned on by how excited he was and one thing led to another.

He should talk about fossils more often.

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You and Ross were at the coffee house with all his friends and you guys were talking about the Salin Theory. He said it doesn’t make sense and you say that it was a groundbreaking discovery. Obviously his friends were not fond of this conversation.

Chandler groaned. “I cant take it anymore!” You both just look at him. “Leave them alone Chandler I think it’s cute.” Phoebe said.

“Thanks Phoebe.” You and Ross said.

“Yea they’re like two nerds in a pod.” At this you both made a face and left. Now that you think about they’re really not all that different.

And you love that.

An: hope you enjoy my lovers 🤍🤍🤍

[the-fandom-abyss]

Little Crush

Monica Geller x Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff ♡

Word Count: 583 words

Monica busied herself in the kitchen, scrubbing the dishes and placing them on the drying rack. She tried to ignore the butterflies that fly ramped in her stomach, threatening to spill at any moment. This was all because you were on the couch, mingling with her friends who just seemed to adore you.

"I like her" Rachel’s voice cut through Monica’s thoughts, pulling her attention from the task at hand.

"You do?" A question that Monica wasn’t really interested in hearing the answer to, she was just being polite.

"Of course! When are you going to tell her you like her?" This caused Monica to fumble a plate, one that bounced in the sink causing a sharp noise. The group all turned their heads at the sudden sound, Monica shrunk underneath their gaze. Rachel shooed them with a wave of her hands which is what they needed to go back to their discussion.

"What?" Monica questioned, wiping her hands with the tea towel, slowly turning to face Rachel.

"Oh come on Mon, anyone with half a brain could see that you have the hots for her"

"Rachel" she hushed, almost placing her hand on the smaller woman’s mouth. A small smirk graced Rachel’s lips, knowing that she was right was just the satisfaction she needed.

"If it wasn't true, you wouldn't be afraid for her to hear" Rachel sang in a teasing tune, observing how Monica sighed in recognition

"Sometimes you surprise me with how observant you are"

"It's one of my many qualities" Monica rolled her eyes at the comment, while Rachel greeted her with an award winning smile. "Now go and tell her"

"Oh hell no" Monica was quick to shut that down, looking over her friends shoulder to check that you weren’t listening. Thankfully you were too engrossed in Phoebe’s conversation to show any interest in her back and forth with Rachel.

"Stop being a baby"

"I'm not a baby"

"Then prove it" Monica huffed, pushing her way past Rachel and made a beeline for you. Rachel lent back on the countertop, watching her plan unfold. If there was one way to get Monica to do something, that was to make her prove something.

Monica reached the back of the couch and did not hesitate to interrupt the conversation. Without a minute to lose, she blurted out her next sentence. "Y/N would you like to come over for dinner tomorrow night?" A familiar sense of embarrassment washed over her while her adrenaline kept her upright.

"I would love to" her heart skipped a beat at the instant answer. There was no room for hesitation, no space for doubt, it was a no brainer answer. If you were honest, you were wondering how long it would take for her to build the courage to ask.

"As a date" she stated, wanting to clarify her intentions. She didn’t want you to get the wrong impression when she so obviously wanted something different.

"I would hope so, it's about time Geller" you sent her a flirty wink, leaving her to stare at the back of your head as you turned your attention back to the group. She blinked a few times, unsure of where to go from here. All she knew was that you said yes and now she needed to whip up a meal that she knew you’d like. This was all thanks to Rachel which Monica would never admit, in fear that it would give her friend a bigger head.

[lokisprettygirl]

Under his influence (Post Avengers! Loki x female reader)

Read chapter 33 here/ Series Masterlist

Chapter 34

Summary : You go back to Minesotta to see Mrs Geller, You meet an actual Mark Johnson and all the weirdness leads Loki to believe that perhaps there's something going on in this timeline as well.

Warning: 18+, filthy smut , cunnilingus, HUGE Canon divergence (Just me making shit up), Dalia, Reader needs to seek professional help for her trust issues, topics dealing with cheating and falling out of love,

You were in the hospital at the moment, biting on your fingernails and waiting for the news regarding Mrs Geller, her condition hasn't improved and you were starting to lose hope, you should have been here, maybe she wouldn't have gotten hurt if you were here. You couldn't help but wonder if you caused all of this by messing with your timelines and changing fate.

Your phone started ringing so you sighed and picked it up,

"Darling are you alright?" He asked you softly and you couldn't help but smile at the sound of his voice. He wanted to be here with you, he really did and he was ready to risk it all but you convinced him not to do anything that would jeopardize things between him and other Avengers, and it would have been hella suspicious for him to come all the way here for his…Assistant.

"Yeahhh I'm just worried, I think should got to my apartment and come back again after i have slept" you took a deep breath as you said that.

"You did not go there first?"

"No I came here right from the airport" he sighed.

"You need to go get some sleep alright?" He said softly. Last night after he proposed to you and you said yes, just a few minutes later you got a call from your mom that Mrs Geller was in the hospital and your heart almost stopped beating for a second. It's been more than a month since you had seen her last and you missed her terribly, she had been like a motherly figure to you from the past few years.

"Yeahh are you busy?" You asked him so he was quiet for a moment before he answered.

"We are going for a convention darling..i wish you were here, I miss you already" he said softly so you smiled.

"I miss you too baby"

"I'll see you soon. Will convince Thor to take me there after dark, would you want that or you need your space my love?" Your eyes teared up as he said that,

"Why are you like this?"

"Like what?"

"So considerate all the time"

"Because I love you my sweet princess, you're mine to treat this way aren't you?" Your heart fluttered as he said that.

"I am yours" you said sheepishly and somehow he could picture your face being all warm and giddy, if he was there he'd have kissed the tip of your nose and continued to make you flush that way with his words and kisses.

"Be careful on the way home, alright?" He said to you so you hummed. Once he hung up, you got up to leave but you saw the doctor coming out of Mrs Geller's room so you decided to talk to him.

"Excuse me, how's she doing?" You asked him as he reached closer, he had dark brown hair, he was tall, almost 6 feet but shorter than Loki.

"Are you her daughter? Monica?" He asked you. British accent.

"Uhhh no i am y/n…her neighbor" he finally looked up at you from his clipboard as you said that.

"I'm Doctor Mark Johnson, I performed the surgery on her after–"

You chuckled so he stopped mid sentence and gave you a glare "What amused you?" You looked at him and stopped smiling as he questioned.

"Not just your..Wait, that's your actual name? For real"

"You think you're the first person to mock me for my name?" He said to you sternly, he seemed offended and rightly so.

"Oh Nooo I'm sorry I wasn't mocking you ..it's just..it sounds made up…never mind I'm sorry, what were you saying?" You asked him so he shook his head,

"She's in a coma for now and I can't say for certain whether her condition will improve or not"

Your eyes teared up as he revealed that information and his expressions softened a little because of your reaction.

"You should call her daughter "

"She'll be here soon" you said to him so he nodded.

"Is there any chance she'll be okay?" You asked him so he nodded again,

"Miracles happen all the time, just hope for that" you nodded, a miracle had to happen, you couldn't lose her, not like this, she didn't deserve that.

"Thank you for…uhhh..I'm sorry for the .. chuckling.. I didn't mean to..I was leaving anyways.. byeee" you turned around and bolted out of there before you'd embarrass yourself further in front of him.

How could his name be Mark Johnson? It's true that there were several people on earth with that name but what were the odds that he was someone you would meet?

As you walked inside your apartment you couldn't help but cry from all emotions you were feeling at the moment..you really needed to cry and cry as much as possible because everything that has been happening since you shifted your reality was starting to overwhelm you.

After taking a shower, you made a cup of tea and sat down on the couch, you couldn't deny how good it felt to have your privacy back. You just wished Loki was there with you as well.

After falling asleep on the couch when you woke up it was already 7 pm so you decided to go see Mrs Geller again. As you entered her room you saw Mark so you gave him a smile but he stared at you and went back to fiddling with his clipboard, you still couldn't wrap your head around his name but decided to not dwell on it for now.

Mrs Geller's daughter Monica was there too and as soon as you saw her she walked towards you and hugged you, you two weren't close but everytime she visited her mother all of you hung out together.

"I'm so sorry" you whispered softly as she cried and soon after she pulled away,

"I should have been here, she's getting older and i just –"

"Don't blame yourself, it could have happened anywhere, stop blaming yourself okay? She'll be okay I just know she'll pull through, she's just strong like that" You told her so she nodded.

The fact was, not Monica but perhaps you needed to be here as you were supposed to be, you couldn't help but wonder that if you were here, maybe just maybe her fate would have been different.

"Get some coffee" Mark said to Monica so she nodded and excused herself, you noticed how he was looking at her as she walked out.

"She's single" you bit on your tongue as soon as the words left your mouth.

"I'm sure i didn't ask" he said nonchalantly.

"Rightt" you mumbled in your mouth after digging a huge hole for yourself, all over again "Is she any better?" You asked to change the topic and avoid any further embarrassment.

"Can't say..were you two close? Don't often see neighbors visiting their neighbors like this"

"Yeah we are close..she's like a mother to me" your eyes teared up as you looked at her, you just wanted her to wake up and live the rest of her life, even after everything she had been through when she lost her husband she was still optimistic about life and she always looked out for you.

After visiting her you and Monica went for dinner to a nearby diner, as much as you missed Loki right now and god you missed him alot, it's barely been a day, but you had also missed doing all this normal people stuff, nobody was staring at you and looking for flaws to put you down here.

"Engaged?" Monica asked so you quickly took off the ring Loki had given you after he proposed and put it inside the pocket of your jeans.

"No it's just a ring" you chuckled nervously, you didn't know what to say to her. Did you say yes to getting married? You knew you wanted it with him but this isn't how you expected it to happen, you didn't want him to propose to you just because you felt insecure about yourself.

"Mom is always worried about you" she smiled as she said that you nodded.

"Well there's someone but we are not..engaged...yet"

You didn't even get a chance to tell Mrs Geller about Loki in this timeline, you remembered how happy she was when she met Loki and he gave her the sweater, but that didn't even happen, everything you had been through in the previous timeline never even happened.

When you made your way back to the apartment you called Loki but he was probably busy so you texted him but he didn't respond to that either.

What was he doing? Who was he with? You started to feel awful again as you thought about him being with a woman or Dalia, that man just proposed to you last night and you still doubted that he wanted to be yours forever.

Taking a deep breath to calm your nerves you then laid down on the couch and dozed off again, it felt good to have the freedom to sleep whenever you wanted. The more serious your relationship got the more insecure you became because your mind couldn't stop asking that one question. When will he finally be done with you?

Around 12 am you heard knocks on your window so you immediately sat up and smiled as you saw Loki on the other side, you ran towards your window and opened it immediately to get him inside, he hugged you as tightly as he could before he cupped your cheeks and kissed you.

"What are you doing here? I thought you were busy" you giggled so he kissed you again, he conjured a bouquet of your favorite flowers and it made you gasp and then he conjured something else, It was a box of cake,

"You don't remember, do you?" He grabbed your hand and walked towards the kitchen counter to put the cake down. It was your birthday, he remembered it even if you didn't.

You kissed him as lovingly as you could at the gesture and after you both were done celebrating you laid down with him on the bed, it reminded you of the old times

"This is the first time I'm celebrating my birthday twice in a year" he chuckled as you said that, he got on top of you and looked in your eyes before he kissed you sweetly.

"How are you feeling?" He asked as he caressed your hair with his fingers. He knew how much she meant to you and he was worried about Mrs Geller as well, she was a kind lady and didn't deserve this at all.

"I just want her to wake up and talk to me again, i didn't call her even once in the last month, she must have thought I forgot all about her as soon as I moved away" your eyes teared up so he smiled and caressed your cheek with the pad of his thumb,

"She'd never think of you like that Princess, you didn't have time to even breathe and I know she would understand if she knew. She will wake up and you will talk to her again I promise" you nodded as he said that, you needed assurance even if it wasn't really the truth.

"Lately all I have been doing is complaining about myself, tell me your thoughts, your feelings, I need to know please" he smiled and kissed you again as you said that

"I am alright as long as I have my princess, I don't think I would have been so eager to redeem myself if I didn't have you by my side" your eyes welled up even more so you kissed him passionately, his fingers linked with yours and as soon as he rubbed his thumb over your ring finger you knew the question would follow,

"Took the ring off I see?" He looked confused and slightly worried as he brought your hand up to inspect.

"I want to marry you lo ..i really do, I don't think I would want anything more than that, I never thought I'd ever want to get married because I was pretty sure I'd never fall so deeply in love, with you however I'd do it in a heartbeat But–" you hesitated to speak so he caressed your cheekbones with his fingers

"But?"

"I don't want you to marry me because you think you have to prove your trust or your loyalty to me"

"That's not why I wanted to marry you–"

"I know lo, i know your intentions are always so pure when it comes to me..but I want to let go of my issues and not think of you like that in my worst moments.. I need time for that and I know I'm not there just yet"

He cupped your cheeks as you said that and kissed you, he wanted nothing more than for you to heal from the traumas of your past, he wanted you to put your faith in him completely but he knew a thing or two about traumas, he knew it was never easy and as someone who understood how painful it was for your mind to be suffering that way he knew he'd be patient with you, he knew he would never be annoyed by your suffering because that's just what you'd do for him him as well.

"Alright I understand my little darling, what can I do for you today hmm? It's your birthday, what do you want us to do, though it's happening under unwanted circumstances but we are away from the tower like you had wanted" you smiled as he said that

"I just want to stay here baby ..just me and you like old times" a small smile crept on his lips as you said that, he snuggled his face between your neck and cuddled you like a baby. It's been several nights since you two had gotten the opportunity to be with each other like this, and it couldn't have been better than this, he dreamt of this place often, your tiny apartment and him cuddling with you on this tiny bed.

"I forgot to mention, the guy treating Mrs Geller, you won't believe what his name is" he chuckled as you said that.

"What is it?"

"Mark Johnson, do you remember that name?" He looked at you as you said that.

"That is ..weird i assume"

"Yeahhh I mean in the original timeline we weren't supposed to meet each other until later, do you think we are messing with the time right now and Mark Johnson is like a warning or something?" You asked him and he sighed deeply,

"I don't know darling, if it was supposed to be like that then why did we remember each other? Perhaps Strange messed with the spell but Our lives could have only gone as destined if we had forgotten each other completely but we didn't, i couldn't have left for Asgard leaving you all alone here, you couldn't have married Strange knowing you are in love with me"

"I know but it's just so weird, I felt weird seeing him, do you think the only reason I used that name for you in the previous timeline is because I was supposed to meet him for real in this one?"

"I don't understand what you mean"

"I know it doesn't make sense baby, but what if that is exactly what was supposed to happen to us, like in movies, there's always a time loop right? So what if in this timeline timeline we had done what was meant to happen, like you got back to Asgard, I found Strange and married him, But what if the marriage didn't work out because deep down I was always in love with you even though I didn't remember you? Like a timeloop, and maybe that's the reason why we got married in six months of knowing each other was because the connection between us was undeniable. I know I'm not making sense but I'm trying so hard to explain it" .

"You're trying to tell me that it's a constant loop? That we were supposed to meet years later and aren't supposed to be together right now?"

"Yes ..part of what I'm trying to say..may be we were never supposed to remember each other but we do somehow and that scares me. What if he comes back again and tries to take it all away from us again?" you sighed deeply and he looked as if he was thinking about it too now.

"I won't let it happen darling, this is the correct timeline, it won't make any sense, what would he try to prevent this time?"

"I am so confused, I wish we could have just talked to him but he's not even the witch doctor just yet, is he?"

He shook his head as you said that but he knew where he had to go to find some answers. Doctor Strange would become sorcerer supreme later but there must be one who already exists before him. He had to find the Sorcerer Supreme to find answers.

"I'll try to dig deeper but for now I need you to calm down, can you do that for me?" He asked softly so you snuggled into him. You didn't want to waste this night away thinking about your messed up life.

Your hands snuck inside his shirt and he hummed in response,

"What are you doing?" He asked, there was a sense of mischief in his tone,

"Enjoying my birthday gift" you whispered softly as you unbuttoned his pants and trailed your hand inside to grab his cock, he moaned in your ears before he proceeded to place wet kisses on your neck, his hand snuck inside your pajamas as well and he rubbed his fingers over the fabric of your underwear, he could feel it getting drenched more and more as he continued to touch you intimately.

"Fuck me baby please" you whispered in his ears and he chuckled in a condescending manner.

"Such an impatient little darling" you bit on your lips as he pulled your pants down and underwear at the same time, he grabbed your hands and placed them over your head, his black shirt was unbuttoned but you didn't take it off, he didn't remove your t-shirt either, his mouth latched onto your erect nipples and he gave it a few kitten licks over the fabric itself.

You couldn't stop moaning, everytime you tried to wrap your arms around his neck he grabbed your hands and placed them over your head again.

"Don't make me tie you up sweetheart" a gasp escaped your mouth as he said that

He got on his knees and lowered down his pants, you looked down as he stroked himself slowly with one hand while the other one pushed his hair behind so they were not obscuring his view, there was something about your man just pleasing himself that always made you want to lose all decency. If you had any with him.

Loki moaned at the sight of your open legs and the view of your soaked cunt in front of him.

He brought his other hand down to touch your lips before his fingers found your clit, your back arched at the sensation, it felt too much, he was so sexy you couldn't even believe he was all yours at times.

"So fucking beautiful you are love, look at you..spread them legs wider for me, will you?" his voice came out raspy as he praised you and then commanded you to do something in the same sentence. You felt so shy but it was thrilling as you exposed yourself more to him.

"That's my girl, so submissive" he grabbed your thighs and leaned between your legs,

"Lokiii–" before you could finish your words he already had his mouth on your cunt. Licking, sucking and nipping on your flesh as if you were his last meal. The vulgar sounds that escaped his mouth made you lose all your inhibitions, you grabbed onto the headboard to keep your hands under control because he wanted you on his mercy, he didn't want you to touch him just yet.

He spread your lips wide with his fingers before he licked over and over again, his tongue finally made its way inside your entrance and you couldn't control the sounds that left your throat at the moment, you were so loud but you didn't want to stop.

His tongue moved in and out of your cunt slowly and he couldn't help but keep his eyes on your form. Your back was arched, eyes rolling into your head, your hands clutched the top of the headboard so harshly that he was afraid you were hurting yourself. Best of all, you couldn't stop chanting his name like a prayer, he pressed his nose deeper into your clit to provide more stimulation as his tongue continued to fuck you slowly. He could tell just from your quivering body that you were close but he didn't want you to cum just yet, he wanted you to shatter completely tonight, so he got back on his knees, pulled a condom on and slowly thrusted inside your wet sloppy cunt.

He leaned over you and grabbed your hands to wrap them around his neck as he began to fuck you slowly, you finally opened your eyes and looked at him, his mouth was soaked from your juices so you brought your fingers up and wiped it before you pressed your finger inside his mouth, he sucked on it slowly and moaned at the sweet taste before he kissed you deeply, his tongue played with yours and you could hear the sounds of his balls smacking against your cunt as he fucked you hard and fast but at the same time he was as tender as he could be.

"You have no idea how beautiful you are, do you?" You smiled as he murmured against your mouth

"So are you my pretty baby..I'm so sorry for hurting you like that all the time" your eyes teared up, you felt overwhelmed, his fingers gripped your hair and he kissed you again before he spoke,

"You hurt yourself more than you hurt me with those thoughts, I just need you to remember how much I love you whenever you are having such horrible thoughts about us"

You nodded as he said that but he wasn't done just yet, he thrusted in and out of you quickly as he continued to speak to you.

"Where else would I find a girl like you, my love? You were made just for me, your heart so kind and accepting to take me with all my flaws, your body is heavenly underneath me and on top of me, your cunt wraps around me perfectly, always so tight and eager for my cock. Your whole existence makes my own existence worth it, it makes me believe in fate and now I know that it wasn't all for nothing, I know every decision I made led me to you and I'd do it all over again, over and over again I'd choose only you because you make my life worth living"

Tears rolled down your eyes as he said that, you pulled him as close as you could without suffocating him and as his cock twitched and he let go, you squeezed your walls around him, the stimulation was all you needed to push over the edge.

Both of your breaths were heavy and bodies sweaty from the mind numbing pleasure, you needed more than a few minutes to recover from this. This is one of the best nights you had with him in the past few weeks and you truly, desperately needed it. He was all you needed and you fell asleep in his arms just like that with his cock still inside you.

However, what you had said though was troubling him a little. Did you two mess with the timeline when you both decided to change the path? He knew you were meant to end up with him, but had you two hurried the process and ruined a few things? What if you were right? What if it's because of that decision Mrs Geller was hurt right now?

What if more such instances will occur in future?

He knew had to find the answers before something worse would happen. That is why he seeked the Sorcerer Supreme to learn more about their situation, however he had a feeling he wouldn't enjoy whatever he was going to find out from her.

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Note : Definitely casting young Courtney Cox as Monica (because duh it's Mrs Geller's daughter 😂)

And I found Mark Johnson as well

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[trishlia]

Coffee Crush.

characters: chandler bing, monica geller, rachel green. (chandler x yn)

context??: one shot, cute adorable stuff idk.

words: 594 (its so short I'm sorry)

a/n: sorry for not posting or being online!! I've been busy for the past few days. qwq please enjoy this and give me some ideas to write more!! ty for the likes from my previous chandler one shot! (I read it and I cringed so bad qwq)

*** y/n pov first person.

I walked across the streets and enter inside a coffee house, Central Perk. I'm a usual customer there, I buy myself a cup of coffee and head to work. I don't go there just for a coffee though.. A person. A tall man, a tall brunette who sits on the orange sofa at the end of the coffee house. Who make sarcastic jokes to his group of friends. Its just a coffee crush though, it's not like I get to be with him. It looks like his close with the black haired girl. I'm pretty sure her name is Monica.

As I order my latte, I sat beside the window, near the coat hook and read the daily news. I'm usually early and wait for the man, but its mostly because I'm always running late. The waitress came to serve my coffee, its one of the brunette's friend, Rachel's her name. As she place my coffee on the table I checked to see if it were the correct order. Gladly it was.

The man I've waited walks in the coffee house with his friends, they all sat down at their usual spots. The brunette sat close with the black haired girl, I'm not gonna lie, I'm jealous but at the same time I'm happy he has someone. I continue to read my paper as I take a sip of my coffee, I was pretending to mind my business when I'm actually just listening to the man's voice. He did a sarcastic joke which made me laugh behind the paper.

After a couple of minutes, I glance at my watch. I should be heading out finding a cab before traffic gets worse. I finish my latte, fold the newspaper and place it on the table. I stood up from my seat and pay the cashier. I was about to head out as I wore my coat when suddenly somebody touched my shoulder, 'Uh, hi.' he said.

I turn to see who it was, a tall brunette, the brunette who I listen to everyday in the coffee shop, the brunette I wait every single day just to see him from a far. 'Oh- h-hi.' I stuttered. It's not normal for a girl to get interrupted by a man they've been spying.. or stalking.

'Hi, hi. Uhm, Chandler. Chandler is my name, uhm. Hi!' He also stuttered which made me force to hold a weird smile that is creaking from my face. 'Nice to meet you, Chandler.' I greet him, funny how I knew his name before I even get to meet him properly, 'Y/N, if you're wondering. How can I help?' I asks the taller man, I said way to fancy for a guy like him. God, why am I so awkward?'

'Y/N.. It's uh very nice name. Well, I thought I could uhm, ask you out? Like a date. If you can, of course.' He said, clapping his hands and rubbing them together. I stared at him like it was a dream come true, 'Sure!' I replied, 'What time?' His nervous emotions turns into something positive than before, 'What about 5 pm, today? Dinner's on me.'

'That'll be great.' I said, 'Wanna meet up here?' I point my hands to the ground. 'Yeah, see you, Y/N.' He walked away and did a hand motion dance to his friends. I smiled widely and walked out of the coffee house fixing myself into my jacket as I try to find a cab. I guess I have some luck in life after all.

[kingofthelizardpeople]

Could you pls write yandere! Monica Geller X G!N!Reader?

Monica: A-And see? I've sorted all the ropes based on how comfortable they would be for you

Y/N stares blankly at her, tied to a chair in Monicas quest room

Y/N: What?

Monica: I know! And I've got gags, even though I'm sure they won't be necessary. Soon it's dinner time and we can all talk this over

Y/N: Can I go now?

Monica: Don't ask questions like that, you love me and don't want to leave

(Looook how prettyyy)

[panbitch-com]

Hey so I know that I already sent an ask for a Chandler’s sister!reader but I was wondering if I could send another one? If not that’s fine!!

But if it is, then could you write some headcanons or an imagine about the reader being Chandler Bing’s sister and embarrassing him by telling a bunch of silly stories from their childhood?

I'd love to, thank you for requesting :))

I'm so sorry it just is here now. I've had this in my drafts for so long but didn't finish it until now. And I hate that it is that short but I still hope you enjoy it :)

it all started one day when Rachel asked you how Chandler really was as a child

Chandler also being in the room immediantly screaming and shouting nonesense

"WE TALKED ABOUT THIS" "We didn't, just your brain decided it was okay without asking me it was okay!!!" "I THINK IT IS OKAY TO NOW WANT TO HEAR STORIES ABOUT ME" "Well then i will kindly ask you to leave this room, sir. There is the door. Should I help you or are you capable of doing it yourself."

Chandler huffing but still staying in Monica's apartment

"You know Chandler is not here, so drop the stories." ~ Monica

"Okay, so one time our father made Chandler dress up as a prety princess and made him -"

"I heard you talkin' shit about me, missy, yeah I'm talking to you SISTER!"

"Hey, you gonna tell us later, right?", Pheobe whispers to you

you just wink and show her thumbs up "Of course."

when you finally got to tell the story to them they started laughing and made a few hints to Chandler about it

Once he finally catched up on it he looked at you as if you had betrayed him

Let's just say he didn't talk to you for one week and at the end of it the group also knew one or two stories about you

[fictionalwh0ree]

pointers- monica geller

summary: you got a job at a restaurant looking for experience, not expecting to fall for the head chef

word count: 1.3k

warnings: none

you had landed a job at a fancy restaurant as a waitress. after working there a couple months, you had worked out the power dynamic of the staff, the chefs were at the top, you barely had any interaction with them. waiters were towards the bottom, just above dishwashers and janitors. you didn’t love how it worked, but there wasn’t really anything you could do about it.

you wanted to be a chef in the future, and were currently studying to become one. you were hoping that working in a restaurant would get you some experience in the kitchen, but the only time you went in was to pick up dishes and then you were back out. it was quite frustrating, to be frank.

one day, your boss offered you some time in the kitchen, as long as you weren’t disruptive and just observed the chefs. of course, you said yes. you were ecstatic. after months of only seeing glimpses of the chefs and the kitchen, you’d finally be able to see how they made the food and what it was like to be a chef.

what you weren’t expecting, however, was that you would fall for one of them. as your time instagram he kitchen passed, you found yourself admiring her, monica. she had dark hair, light eyes and a smile that could light up a room. sure she was a little bit of a neat freak and seemed to enjoy bossing people around, but that’s part of what made her such a good chef.

at first, you were convinced you just looked up to her, like a mentor… even though you two never spoke. but as the weeks passed, you began to realize that your focus was less on the food and more on, well, monica.

your coworkers and friends teased you endlessly, joking about how you would stare at her and how you were in love with someone you’d never talked to, someone who probably doesn’t know you exist. you’d always dismiss them, telling them you were focused on how she cooked, not that they believed you.

one day, after finally having had enough, you decided to take matters into your own hands. you spent all night thinking and planning how you would get monica's attention.

when the next day came around, you almost chickened out. you got to work, following the same schedule you usually do. when the restaurant closed, you finished your duties picking up the last plates and dishes, returning them to the kitchen. you had nothing to do, i guess you hadn't really worked this out in your plan.

as you looked around the restaurant, you spotted a plant.

plants need watering, right?

you walked into the kitchen, finding a watering can-like cooking tool, and filled it up with water. you walked back to the main dining hall and began to water the plant very slowly. right above the plant was a small mirror. you began to fix your appearance, using your nail to try and remove any dried mascara and fixing your hair. as you were doing so, you heard a door push open and quickly turned your attention back to the plant.

you heard someone clear their throat, so you turned around. there stood monica, chef hat in hand as she stared at you.

"you've been watering a fake plant for how long now?" she asked, a small smile she was trying to contain gracing her face.

"this is a fake plant?" you said in a high-pitched voice, your face quickly turning red under your makeup. you looked back down at the plant, noticing how it was almost overflowing with water. you quickly lifted the "watering can" and held it down by your legs.

"oops," you muttered, to which monica laughed.

"so, do you wanna tell me why you're still here. i mean, there's no dishes or anything left," she said.

"in all honesty, i was hoping to talk to you," you confessed.

"oh, why?" she asked.

"well, i wanna be a chef, i'm studying to be one. but, you're so good at your job i was wondering if you had any pointers or tips or anything," you said, walking towards her.

"oh, sure!" she said enthusiastically.

you walked into the kitchen and she followed, sharing tips and tricks that you were mentally taking note of. she kept talking as you both threw on your coats to leave for home.

you thanked her for her tips and opened up the staff door to reveal the back alley. it was raining hard and you were surprised you hadn’t heard the sound of the raindrops banging on the metal of the dumpsters.

“oh shoot!” you heard monica say as she rummaged through her bag.

“what’s wrong?” you asked.

“i forgot my umbrella,” she answered, feeling defeated. she reluctantly looked up at the rain, hoping it was all some figment of her imagination but groaned when she saw the wet floor, raindrops still falling and causing ripples in the puddles.

“i can walk you home,” you suggested.

“oh, i wouldn’t want to impose,” she objected.

“it’s not an imposition. i really don’t mind,” you reassured.

“okay,” she agreed, sending you a smile.

you opened your umbrella and stepped forward, monica joining you. you two made small talk as you slowly learnt more and more about each other.

as you walked, she linked your arms, causing butterflies to erupt in your stomach and a blush to rise to your cheeks. you were so flustered that when she asked you a question, you could barely string together a sentence to answer.

your brain was moving a million miles a minute as you tried to update your beginning plan. you did not think you’d get to talking this much.

“we’re here,” she giggled, stopping your walk and you couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed.

you stepped towards the entrance with her, closing your umbrella and shaking it off a little. because of the limited space, the two of you were only inches apart and because of the cool new york air, you were not only able to see her breath, but feel its warmth against your skin.

"thanks for walking me home," she said shyly.

"it's no biggie," you responded.

"seriously, i really appreciate it. you saved me from having to walk home soaking wet," she said, letting out a small laugh at the end of her sentence.

"i'm happy to walk a pretty girl home any day," you whispered.

her eyes lifted to look at yours, and you both seemed to be searching for something in them. finally, her gaze dropped to your lips.

"can i?" she asked softly, already leaning in so your mouths were centimetres away.

you nodded lightly and she joined your lips in a gentle kiss that you wished you could live in forever. you savoured the moment, taking in her soft lips on yours, the sound of the rain hitting the ground, and the sounds of the cars driving past in the city that never sleeps.

when you pulled apart, you noticed a blush on monica's face, though you couldn't quite tell if it was from the cold or your kiss. you hoped it was the latter.

"i better get going," you muttered, your foreheads touching and smiles plastered across your faces.

"okay, i'll see you at work tomorrow then?" she answered.

"yeah," you answered, pulling away.

you opened your umbrella and stepped back out into the rain.

"wait," she called, grabbing your wrist.

when you turned to face her, she pulled you towards her and kissed you once again. your arm holding the umbrella hung out the side of the covered doorway. this kiss was quick, but just as passionate and emotion filled as the first.

"okay, bye," she said after you pulled away.

"bye, monica," you repeated, waiting for her to enter the building before beginning your walk home.

[writerdream22]

requested by: anonymous, I really hope you like this ✨🌻💛

pairing: Chandler Bing x reader, Joey Tribbiani x reader (platonic), Monica Geller x reader (platonic), Rachel Green x reader (platonic), etc.

prompts used: “Have you ever seen anything prettier than this?” “Yeah, you”

warnings: mentions of smoking. English is not my first language so there might be some grammatical errors

feedbacks are always appreciated!

REQUESTS ARE CURRENTLY OPEN!

You did not like parties. At all.

It just was not your thing, and everyone knew that. That was the main reason why you had decided to stay home and relax rather than attend a Thanksgiving party with your best friends.

You did not understand why they were so attached to the tradition, anyways. The fact that you didn't grow up in an American household didn't help with that. Nonetheless, you weren't the only one who didn't always celebrate the festivity

“Do you have them?” Chandler Bing barged into your apartment. He held a couple of beers in one hand, and a bag in the other where there seemed to be some food.

“Yes.” you responded, sitting up from your sofa “I only had one quilted blanket, because Monica somehow couldn't tell me where she'd put the others. As for the pillows— well, I have two”. Chandler shrugged, then motioned for you to get going. You exited your apartment closing the door behind you, while silently hoping that none of your roommates came back while you weren't home.

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There was a full moon. The city was still buzzing, it was amazing how its lights were never turned off. You loved it. And the company just added to your enjoyment of the night.

You'd laughed at Chandler's never-ending jokes for so long that your cheeks hurt, and you'd eaten so much that you swore you would never open a packet of chips again.

“Have you ever seen something prettier than this?” you questioned, looking up at the sky in awe .

Chandler stayed silent for a few, awkward moments, before responding. “Yeah” he said “you”.

What the hell?

“Are you... are you drunk? I can make you that strange smoothie that we always had in college, if you want—”

“— no, y/n” he interrupted you, rolling his eyes.

You were more confused than ever, so you asked Chandler what he meant by that. “I'll cut to the chase” he began “I love you, y/n. Everything makes me think about you: even when I just stare at the wall or drink a coffee, you're what's on my mind. And look, if you don't reciprocate my feelings, I totally get it.”

You couldn't find the words to answer coherently. Those damned feelings.

“Are you for real?” you questioned, to which Chandler responded “Yes. I know it's shocking, but I'm being serious this time”. He took a deep breath before adding that he was going to pass out if you didn't say anything.

“Oh, I'm sorry!” you exclaimed “Well, uhm... I love you too, Chandler. I have loved you since we first met... Since Ross and Monica introduced the two of us”.

He was clearly trying to hold back a smile, but he failed miserably at doing so when you nudged him and remarked that you had to throw out those “best friends” mugs that you'd bought as a joke a few years prior.

“Yeah... We should.”

You didn't think you could be happier on Thanksgiving Day.

[specialagentlokitty]

Monica x Male!reader - just a little younger

Hi! I wanted to request a Monica Geller x male reader story in which the reader is one of Ross' students and he meets Monica because he works part time at her restaurant. They start dating and the whole group makes jokes about it because the reader is much younger than Monica - @benjibing 💜

Jogging into work, you quickly threw your stuff where it was supposed to go and changed into your work uniform.

You made your way into the kitchen, clashing into somebody.

Grabbing their arms, you steadied them.

“Sorry! Sorry.”

You looked at who you had collided with and you grinned a little bit, leaning down you pressed a kiss to her cheek.

“Hey.”

“I would say hey but you’re late.”

You nodded, making your way to your station, taking over from the woman who was temporarily in your place.

“I know, your bother held us all back to go through some things, can’t remember what, too busy thinking about your pretty face.”

Monica laughed, shaking her head at you.

“Flattery gets you nowhere.”

“Oh but it gets me everywhere Mon, anyway get out of here in here now.”

She rolled her eyes, giving you a warm smile as she went about running the place.

You knew the others hated you for being so close to her, they hated the fact that you were dating the boss, but you didn’t care.

She was amazing, admittedly older, but you didn’t care about that at all, you just loved her for her, for who she was.

Monica couldn’t stop looking at you throughout the night, just admiring the way you worked so effortlessly, so efficiently.

Why you didn’t want to pursue a carrier in the industry was beyond her, you were a natural, but it wasn’t the life you wanted.

But that still didn’t mean she couldn’t admire you as you happily cooked away.

During work there wasn’t much time to talk, which was why when the store closed you always stayed later, you always hung around to help her with whatever she wanted.

“Here.”

You set a plate down in front of her and she looked up from her work to see your smiling face beaming down at her.

“What’s this?”

“You haven’t eaten, so, eat.”

You leant forward, placing a finger on her forehead and you took the pen from her grasp, swapping her paperwork for the dinner.

“I’ve called Racheal, told her you may be late. But I’ll take you home when you’ve finished that.”

“(Y/N), you don’t have to do that. You know they’re going to poke fun at you again.”

You smiled a little, sitting in the edge of the table she was sat at.

“Yeah, but they’re just jealous.”

This made Monica laugh a little bit, and she picked up the fork you had set down next to her.

You gathered up the paperwork.

“You can finish this later.”

“No, come on, I really need to finish that.”

You looked at her, shaking your head.

“Nope, you’ve worked hard enough darling, you need a break. You’ve got tomorrow off, you’re back in a few days, you can finish it then.”

“(Y/N).”

You flicked through the papers, checking to make sure they weren’t something that desperately needed to be done.

“Nope, they’re not that important, just a few menu changes, that can wait.”

You wondered away to put the papers back in the office, and you came back with both your stuff, setting them down in front of the table.

You stood next to Monica, a hand on her shoulder and she rested her head on your side as she finished her dinner.

You could tell she was stressed, and you didn’t want to add anymore stress to that.

When she was finished you took the plate, washing everything up before going to grab your stuff.

Monica was trying to sneak back towards the office and you wrapped an arm around her waist to stop her.

“Nope, let’s go hotshot, you’re going home.”

You turned her around and back towards the door, grabbing your bag along the way.

You made sure she locked the restaurant up, pointing towards your car that was the only one that was still there.

“Come on, it’s not even late!”

“Monica darling, you’re half asleep and you’re stressed.”

You helped her into the car, and on the way back she fell asleep, but you weren’t expecting anything less.

She always did.

You carried her up to her apartment on your back, and you knocked on the door a few times.

It was opened, and you smiled at Phoebe who grinned brightly at you, stepping aside so that you could walk in.

“Chandler, Joey, a little help maybe?” You asked.

“Aw have your big boy muscles not come in yet?” Chandler asked.

You rolled your eyes, turning around so they could help you lower her on to the couch.

“Isn’t it a school night?” Racheal smirked.

“I don’t know, maybe we should ask Ross, doesn’t he have a bedtime?” You retorted.

He narrowed his eyes at you and you smirked, crossing your arms.

“Shouldn’t your mom be tucking you in?” He asked.

“No, but maybe I should ask your sister.”

He jumped up, and Joey held him back.

“Hey!”

You laughed, and you set Monica’s bag down on the table, turning your Rachel.

“Will you let her know I’ve gone home?”

“Yeah, of course. I’ll tell her you had to read yourself a bedtime story.”

You grinned a little, shaking your head at her and you walked over to Monica.

Crouching down in front of her you placed your hand on her shoulder, leaning forward to kiss her forehead before you stood up.

“See you guys!”

“Remember to brush your teeth!” Joey called.

You walked out, middle finger in the air over your shoulder.

You knew no matter how you you would date Monica for they were never going to let you live it down that you were younger.

Even if you were only a few years younger it didn’t matter to them, you were still younger.

You knew they didn’t hate you though, in fact they couldn’t imagine their friend dating any better guy than you

[hayleythesugarbowl]

monica geller x reader headcanons

⋆୨୧˚ masterlist • f•r•i•e•n•d•s masterlist • monica fic ⋆୨୧˚

a/n: ahh i love monica sm!! hope someone out there enjoys these 🎀

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dating monica would include…

so you and monica knew each other way back in high school  

you weren’t exactly friends but you had a lot of the same classes

but when she ran into you in her years later 

she recognized you immediately as the person she had a huge crush on back in the day 

‘hi, uh, it’s (y/n) right? you probably don’t remember me. but we used to—‘

‘moncia? wow, you look great!’

to which she said

‘i know, you probably remember me as the girl that won four consecutive pie eating contests’

and you said 

‘no, i was going to say i remember you as this cute, intelligent, funny girl who i had a major crush on junior year.’

‘no way! i was, like, obsessed with you in high school! wait, not obsessed. that sounds creepy. i meant—‘

but you just laughed and interrupted her by asking her to dinner 

and you’ve been dating ever since 

she is the most protective gf fr

if anyone so much as almost insults you she has a riot

you guys make bets on the people around you and what their drink order is 

she cooks for you and gets really nervous after you try it

until you assure her it’s delicious as always

you and her and ross have game nights 

and you get just as competitive as them

and she tries to be happy for you when you beat her, which according to her, hardly happens

and the way she looks at you 😭✋

it’s adorable the way she looks up into your eyes

you tease her by leaving your shoes in the middle of the floor or your coat on the couch 

‘(y/n)? um, i love you, but for the love of god use a coaster’

you and rachel and phoebe become besties

and you talk about monica, much to her frustration 

‘you know i can hear you guys! and i definitely did not say that! and if i did, i would’ve had good reason!’

she loves playing with your hair

you begged her to get a pet once

and she objected because ‘i don’t want my carpets to get filthy! we already have joey.’

but you put together a power point presentation about why you guys should get a dog or a cat

and finally she caved but only if it could stay at your place

you eat free at her restaurant always

she’s so good at taking care of you when you’re sick or hurt 

and she goes a little overboard because she loves you

you call her ‘mom’ to make her mad

you guys can talk for hours on end about anything on your minds

forehead kisses 

her friends love you 

joey tried to hit on you first

and they all agree that you bring out the best in her and make her less like a psychopath 

that last part was chandler 

you talk about your plans for the future and having a family often 

her world revolves around you and you couldn’t be happier together 

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ hope y’all enjoyed this. ross & phoebe to come soon 🤭

[whowantslovergirl]

Hiii, do you take requests? If you do, please do a Chandler one where Chandler has heart problems and needed a transplant. So then reader who is in love with him gave her heart up for him when she had a car accident because she requested that if something bad happened to her, her heart goes to Chandler. So she’s also a Geller, and begs her siblings to give her heart to Chandler. And before they got the chance to confess to each other she will have a car accident and before that she made a video for Chandler to let him know how she feels and she willingly gave her heart to him. I love you smsmsm🫶

An: MY GOD THIS LOWKEY MADE ME TEAR UP but let’s get onto the angst guys!!

I give my heart to you

Chandler Bing x Geller! reader (reader is female with she/her pronouns

warnings:ANGSTTTTTT, health problems, car accidents, will you cry?? debatable, but enjoy my lovers 🤍 friends masterlist

Summary: The one where Chandler needs a new heart so Y/n gives him what he needs

posted: February 1,2024

Everyone knew Chandler had heart problems. All because of smoking from a young age. You can’t blame him though his parents divorced because his father was gay. I mean anyone would go to smoking.

It was surgery after surgery and the only way he can survive is with a whole new heart.

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“The only way you can live a long life is with a heart transplant.” When the doctor said those words everyone in the room started breaking down. Joey had to walk out. His parents just held each other. Everyone else was holding and comforting each other.

And you were holding his hand.

“Don’t worry Chan. You’re going to be fine.” You said smiling through the tears. Obviously you didn’t know if that was true but you wanted it to be so so soo badly. You would do absolutely anything for Chandler. You went to all his appointments, you got him anything he needed, because you were in love with him.

And love makes you do crazy things.

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Two days after the news you went to the hospital for one reason only.

“Hi I am here to sign some papers for heart transplants.”

The front desk lady just looked at you.

“Are you in needing of a heart-.”

“No I want to give my heart to someone if something happens to me.” The lady’s eyes widened.

“Honey that’s a big decision.” I just nodded.

“I know but it’s for my husband Chandler Bing.” Obviously he’s not your husband yet, but she doesn’t know that.

“Alrighty just sign these consent forms that says you agree with giving your heart away.”

“Thank you.”

“And you are a wonderful person for doing that. You will get your reward don’t worry sweetheart.” You smiled and went to sign the papers.

He’s going to be okay.

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“I want to give my heart to Chandler.” You and your siblings were in Monica’s apartment and when you told them that their jaw’s absolutely dropped.

“No! No! You are not doing that.” Ross being the big brother he is, wanted nothing to do with that.

“But he’s dying Ross! He needs a heart and he needs one now! And I am going to be the one to give it to him!”

“Monica you can’t think this is okay do you?” Ross turned to her and she gave you an apologetic look. “I’m sorry Y/n but I agree with Ross. This is crazy.”

“But what if it’s too late! I can’t let him die so if something happens to me I am giving him my heart.”

You just walked out and left them there and got in your car drove wayyy over the speed limit due to anger.

You didn’t see the light turn red.

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Chandler was eating his nasty dinner in the hospital when he got a call from Monica. When he answered she was crying. He asked her what happened and

his old heart dropped.

“Y/n got in a car accident!”

It killed him that he couldn’t be there so he just paced around, saying over and over that you’re okay and nothing serious happened to you.

He was very wrong about that.

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A few hours later the doctor walked in with some news.

“Congratulations Chandler! You got a new heart. You’re going into surgery immediately.”

How in the hell?

Who gave him a heart?

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After the surgery went well he was just laying his bed when Monica and Ross walked in with a videotape.

“Um Y- Y/n wanted you to um watch this.” Ross said handed him the tape and immediately walked out and Monica followed.

He put in the tv and was met with your face.

“Hey Chan Chan! If you’re watching this I’m probably dead.” You let out a laugh. “Probably not want you wanted to hear but yup I’m dead! And I just wanted you to know that I gave you my heart.”

He gasped and widened his eyes.

“Um yea and you’re probably wondering why I did it, it was because I- because I-.” You were tearing up.

“Because I am in love with you. And I signed forms saying I am completely okay with you taking my heart.”

“I just wanted you safe and to live a long happy and healthy life. Don’t feel bad in any way okay? I did this not you.”

“But yea that is all I wanted to tell you and I hope you enjoy your new heart!” You’re smiling as you ended the video.

He immediately started bawling. He was gonna confess but you did first but not in way he imagined.

You gave his heart to him and in a way he gave his heart to you.

An: AHHHHHHH hope you enjoyed my lovers 🤍