#Monica geller x reader

[chessholic]

The One With

Comfort

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Summary: Your boyfriend was a jerk and he broke up with you. Fortunately you had your friends and all of them helped you in their own ways.

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Author's Note: I will forever love Friends, my favourite comfort show. I have a few fics written about Joey, I could maybe publish them. Let's see, I hope you enjoy this.

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You stumbled into Monica's and Rachel's apartment.

To simply put it you looked disheveled. Your eyes were slightly red and puffy, hair a mess and your clothes didn't match your jacket or shoes, which was unusual.

You cursed slightly when you could see six pairs of eyes staring at you, of course they were all here. If they were not in the coffee shop they were here.

"Y/N?", Monica asked rushing towards you from the kitchen.

"What happened?", she asked worriedly and brushed your messed up hair behind your ears. Monica also helped you out of your jacket and helped you to sit on the couch.

Chandler was sitting on the other side and you could see he was holding back some sarcastic comments about your current state.

You were slightly glad, you always found him funny, but this was definitely not the moment.

Phoebe had been sitting on the floor in front of the television. She had her guitar and was writing down something, probably a new song for next week.

Central Perk was in for a treat.

The song title was 'My mother was killed by a drug dealer, my mother was a drug dealer'.

Joey was in the kitchen sitting at the table finishing off something from the fridge it was apparently a jar of jam, maybe blueberry jam. However his eyebrows were scrunched in worry.

Rachel was sitting around the table too with Ross, both looking slightly amazed at Joey's eating, that wasn't probably his first jar of jam.

They were probably leaving to go on a date soon, because they were all dressed up. It made your heart ache.

"He left me", sob escaped your mouth shortly after your confession.

The apartment was filled with different reactions.

Monica was first to close you into a tight embrace petting your hair.

"I am so sorry, we could bake cookies today and burn some of his belongings?", your friend suggested while trying to calm you down. She was quick to offer you a tissue box.

"He took them with his new girl when he came and broke up with me", you cried still distraught about the fact he had cheated and moved on so fast like you never existed.

"Let's burn him instead, yea?", Chandler proposed and scooted closer to you rubbing your back slightly awkwardly, you knew it wasn't his expertise to console someone if sarcasm was off the table.

You let out a watery laugh muttering a quiet thanks to him.

"Yeah, we don't need to go with Ross, he was anyways taking us to some lecture about... Rocks", Rachel joined walking towards the living room and stole you from Monica. While Ross choked up.

"They are not rocks, they are... Well technically they are..."

Rachel hugged you tightly while she gave a deathly glare at Ross shutting him up.

"I am sorry, that jerk didn't deserve you. Let's go shopping some day, okay? We can use my discount", she took your face in her hands and you nodded eyes shining.

In your sad tears had mixed happy tears, you had amazing friends. You couldn't help, but feel thankful.

"My grandmother's taxi can fit a body in the trunk", Phoebe said suddenly getting up to give you a hug.

"Noted, don't piss off Pheebs, ever", Chandler said while others didn't even know what to say. Everyone however had the same question in mind.

"We can also make a song together, I could also use some inspiration and break up songs are hits usually. Especially when the ex was a total asshole", Phoebe stated giving you a hug before returning to her song writing place.

Phoebe turned the paper and made some notes, you couldn't wait to hear what the song was going to be.

"Thank you everyone, I really appreciate you and your help", you thanked them from the bottom of your heart.

"That's what friends are for", Monica stated and everyone nodded agreeing to what she said.

"We are there to help and for each other"

"I can take you on a tour in the museum someday, at least someone appreciates the rocks here", Ross suggested and bitterly muttered the rest of his sentence making Rachel give him another glare which Ross returned.

"Enough with the bickering love birds, I am getting PTSD", Chandler said jumping from the sofa and getting the couples jackets, before throwing them to the owners and ushering the couple towards the door.

"Go, go, out, off you go", Chandler ushered not letting Rachel or Ross protest.

"We got this, have fun with the rocks", Chandler said before slamming the door closed. He looked pleased with himself.

You clapped and he bowed, "That was rather impressive", you confessed.

"Rachel probably hasn't ever left so quickly to anywhere, could be the first time they are on time somewhere", Monica pondered for a moment before heading back to the kitchen.

"You relax and I will prepare the cookie dough. This situation needs cookie dough and ice cream", Monica ordered pointing at you to stay put.

"I might have eaten the ice cream", Joey said quietly with a sheepish look on his face when he avoided looking at Monica's face.

"I will go get more, because I trust myself more than Joey to go get the ice cream", Chandler stated pulling his jacket on.

He quickly came to you and gave you a kiss on the cheek.

"I will go get all your favourite ice cream, hold on, although I know it will be difficult without my charming presence and looks"

Phoebe let out a snort earning a glare from Chandler.

"Really needed to twist the knife", he muttered before exiting the apartment.

You quietly sat on the sofa. Phoebe was writing and Monica preparing everything comforting food the world new in the kitchen.

Suddenly the sofa dipped, Joey had sat next to you.

Joey had a small amount of jam on his face, it wasn't much compared to the last time, but still.

You took a tissue you hadn't yet used and cleaned his face. After that he opened his arms to welcome you into a warm embrace. You cuddled next to Joey without a moment of hesitation, pressing your head against his chest you could feel his warmth and heart beat making you relax.

"Finally I got you all to myself", Joey mumbled quietly pressing a small kiss onto your hair.

"I am sorry, you deserve so much more"

Joey's heart was aching for his friend, he would do anything in his power to make you feel better. He would maybe even share his pizza with you...

Maybe a slice.

Yes, a slice was fine.

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[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?!”

[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.

[lanawinterscigarettes]

You know how in the show Ross is always saying something mean about Monica when she was fat? Could you do a fic or hcs where Ross says something like that about the reader (who has an eating disorder) and Monica GOES OFF on him because that's her baby? Thanks xx

Aw, Monica to the rescue xo (also if you hate the title that's okay, I don't like it very much either)

A Joke Made In Poor Taste (Monica Geller x reader)

Warnings: mentions of eating disorders (food consumption/eating is also discussed a lot in this fic, so don't read if that makes you uncomfortable), Monica protects you (and Joey helps), Ross is an asshole (but what else is new), body shaming, insecurity, slight swearing, angst, hurt/comfort, happy ending (this includes an apology from Ross, but don't worry, he doesn't get let off easy)

You and your girlfriend Monica bonded over numerous things, but one of them was of a particularly sensitive subject- your eating disorders. It was no secret that she had suffered from one when she was younger, but yours wasn't as well known to the rest of the group. 

She always treated it with respect and kindness, making sure she never said anything to make you uncomfortable, and whenever another member of the group made a joke she knew would hurt your feelings, she was quick to correct them on it. 

By this point, your friends were well aware of your boundaries when it came to making jabs at your eating habits, and even though it hadn't been said out loud, it was an unspoken thing that if something was said about it, the person who made the "joke" had better be prepared to deal with the incurred wrath of Monica. 

Because of this, they were all smart enough to keep their mouths closed whenever they noticed you were eating more or less than usual. Well, most of them, anyway. 

Monica had been cooking up a storm, trying out new recipes for her restaurant, which she had taste tested by you and Joey. You and him were sitting at the kitchen table watching Monica cook, while Rachel and Chandler were on the couch, listening as Phoebe played one of her new songs for them. 

"Oh, shoot!" Monica exclaimed as she was stirring a pot over the stove. "I'm all out of butter! Joey, do you have any at your place?" 

"No, I ate it all," Joey admitted sheepishly. 

"There should be some hidden in the back of the fridge, Mon, look there," Chandler called from the living room. 

"You had more butter and you didn't tell me?!" Joey gasped. "How dare you!" 

"Yes, how dare I hide the butter that I bought with my money so that you couldn't eat it," Chandler said sarcastically. "Besides, who eats just a stick of butter?" 

"Chandler, we've been over this; we were out of snacks, and I was hungry!" 

"Okay, you two, cut it out!" Monica interrupted before Chandler could respond. "I'm going next door to get some more butter, I'll be back in a few." She pressed a kiss against your forehead as she passed you, earning an 'aww' from Joey. 

The door opened just as she was about to walk out, with Ross on the other side. "Hey," he said, a chorus of greetings responding as he came in. "Where are you going? I thought you had to cook," he said to Monica. 

"I do, but I'm out of butter, so I'm heading next door to grab a couple more sticks. Watch the pot I have on the stove until I get back, will you?" She said, making it sound more like a command than a request. With that, she was gone. 

"Wow," Ross commented as he looked around the kitchen. "That sure is a lot of food." 

"I know, right? And Monica's letting us eat it all!" Joey exclaimed, excited he got the chance to eat as much as he wanted for once without having Monica fuss at him for emptying her fridge.

"We're not supposed to eat it all, Joey. We're just tasting it for her so she can get our honest feedback," you corrected him, adding a little more food to your plate. 

"Whatever you want to call it, as long as I get to eat, I'm happy," Joey replied, his mouth full of food. 

You laughed at his response while you took another bite, Ross watching you from across the kitchen with a disgusted look on his face. That look in particular could be found in numerous home videos with him and Monica when they were younger, and it often appeared on his face whenever she was shown eating (which was a lot, as food provided a great comfort to her back then and still to this very day). 

"God, do you really have to eat so much? Who are you, Monica?" Ross scoffed, his 'joke' borderlining on cruel. 

The conversation happening in the living room ceased. Looks of utter and complete shock could be seen all around the apartment. Joey even stopped eating, he was so surprised. 

A lump formed in your throat as your eyes welled up with tears. Setting your fork down on your plate, you shakily pushed it away from you. "I- I don't think I'm hungry anymore." 

"Hey man, that's not cool," Joey said sternly. "Now, you'd better apologize before Monica finds out." 

"Before I find out what?" 

You looked up through your teary eyelashes to see Monica had returned, butter in hand. "What am I finding out about?" 

"Oh, it's nothing," Ross said quickly, knowing at this point he'd made a mistake. "We were just fooling around." 

"No, you weren't!" Joey exclaimed. "You were making fat jokes and being mean!" He pointed his finger at him accusingly. 

"What?" Monica asked, a look of silent rage suddenly forming on her face. 

"It's nothing, Mon, don't worry about it," you said quietly, your eyes focused on your shoes. You were ashamed of yourself. You'd never been this humiliated before, especially not around your friends. 

Her face softened as she noticed how distressed you seemed; you could see the cogs turning in her head as she put two and two together. 

Her eyes flashed with fury as she directed her attention towards Ross. "What. Did. You. Do," she seethed, clenching her jaw as she glared at him. 

"I, well, um- it's nothing really, it was just a joke that got wildly misinterpreted, that's all." He stumbled over his words as he tried to come up with some sort of explanation, failing miserably.

"Oh, really? And what kind of joke is that?" She asked, her voice laced with venom. 

He awkwardly cleared his throat while trying to avoid her piercing gaze. "Ahem, the kind, where, uh- well, you know-" 

"No, I don't, actually," she cut in, getting visible angrier by the second. "What, do mean the kind of joke I had to hear all the time as a kid? The kind of joke like, 'No, Monica, you can't seesaw with us, you might break it'? Is that the kind of joke you mean?" 

You looked up at her when you heard her voice begin to waver, a sure sign that she was on the brink of tears. 

"Oh, honey." 

Getting out of your chair, you wrapped your arms around her, rubbing her arms soothingly. You could heard Phoebe let out a quiet 'aww' from the living room, much like Joey had earlier. 

"I think you should leave, now," Monica demanded, clinging onto you like you were the only thing keeping her grounded. 

"Mon, I'm- I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said-" 

"You're damn right, you shouldn't have said!" Joey loudly interjected. "Look at those two, you've hurt their feelings!" He gestured wildly to you and Monica standing in front of him. "Not to mention you've made the rest of us pretty uncomfortable." 

Several noises of agreement could be heard from the three friends who were in the living room, which made Joey make a face towards Ross that clearly said, 'I told you so'. "See?" 

Ross mournfully surveyed the scene before him; you were still holding Monica, Joey was now standing with his hands on his hips, and Rachel, Chandler, and Phoebe were all hanging over the back of the couch, curious as to what would happen next. 

"Maybe I should just go. Monica, I'm sorry again about what I said. I'll try to do better next time."

He went in for a hug, but she dodged it easily. "Just leave." 

He glanced around the apartment one last time before grabbing his coat and walking out. The tension that had filled the room mere moments ago disappeared as soon as he left. 

"You okay, Mon?" You gently asked. 

"Yeah, I think I'm alright," she nodded. "The question is, are you okay? I know how difficult comments like that can be for you to handle." 

"Well, I'm definitely feeling better now that you're here." You gave her a tender kiss, her wrapping her arms around your shoulders while you did so. 

Your friends each reacted just the way you thought they would, making comments on how cute you two were before Chandler told you to get a room. 

"Oh, believe me, we will," Monica flirted, giving you a cheeky look as she spoke. 

You buried your face into her shoulder to hide the flustered look on your face. God, was this woman going to be the death of you. 

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monica geller x reader headcanons

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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 🤭

[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

[truly-yours-matilda]

𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 (𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧)

summary: dating monica would include…

pairing: monica x fem reader 🫶

warning: small, little sad moment but nothing big <3

• you and monica met while she was shopping in her favorite store

• you worked behind the register and your breath absolutely flew out of your lungs when she stood in front of you, buying her clothes

• monica felt the same lack of air in her lungs when she first saw you

• she ended up leaving with her clothes and your number

• when you got home that same day, you anxiously waited for her to call you

• she eventually did and after a while of talking, you decided to meet up and have a coffee together

• a week later, you were sitting in a café, smiling and talking with this stunning woman

• it all felt natural and easy

• you couldn’t stop staring at her in awe

• after three weeks of meeting up, you begin dating

• you finally meet her group of friends not so long after you make your relationship official

• they all thought you were one of her two-week relationships

• but seeing you and monica together for two months convinced them that your relationship is something real

• monica tells you that she loves you and you sit there, mouth slightly open and eyes slightly wide before you break into a smile and say it back <3

• you and the friend group become very close

• you become besties with rachel and phoebe

• you often shop with rach

• and you love baking with pheebs, it’s always an adventure

• ^^ massages and game nights with pheebs as well

• chandler loves you

• you’ll wake up and he’s just there in monica’s apartment and you two will just talk for hours

• ross let’s you hold ben, even babysit him

• you and joey watch tv and suddenly you’ll look at each other with a smirk when a beautiful woman comes on screen

• (you’re still incredibly loyal and faithful to monica though)

• you absolutely love cooking with monica on friday nights, music in the background as monica stands behind you, hands on your waist as she teaches you to cook dishes you didn’t even know existed

• both of your love languages are physical touch

• you’re always seen holding hands or leaning into each other

• you cuddle all the time

• she calls you honey constantly, and every time it makes you melt

• she calls you baby occasionally

• you call her sweetheart and she loves it

• you have so many beautiful memories with each other

• but it’s not always happy

• you often find yourself holding monica, her crying because of her mother’s nasty comments

• you’re always there for her and she couldn’t be more grateful for you

• she’s always there for you too, even when she’s busy with her career

• she always has time for you

• you both love each other more than words can describe and you’re both so very happy together <3

[mysticalstuff]

I really enjoy your workk😭 Can I request a Chandler Bing. When reader is Monica’s sister but she’s so in love with Chandler and best friends with but this happens when Monica and Chandler hooked up in London and reader doesn’t know about it. The sad part is that Monica knows about reader’s secrets feelings for Chandler but she thought that those feeling were a long time ago so she didn’t mind going for Chandler. When the gang found out reader found out after Ross did and she wasn’t that happy. She didn’t want to hurt anyone so she thought that avoiding Monica and Chandler wouldn’t cause any damage. So everything happens, Chandler moved in with Monica and left reader in their room, until they got married and reader said she couldn’t come to the wedding because she had an escape plan to go far away from them and never show up again because of how hurt she is but at the same time she didn’t want to hurt her sister Monica and ruin their relationship. The rest is up to you. Mwah😚

Yes! I love this idea.

Author’s Note: Sorry I basically excluded every Friends character that wasn’t relevant to the ask. Also, I added kids to the mix, didn’t know if that was wanted.

The Echoes of Yesterday: A Tale of Love, Loss, and Redemption.

In a dimly lit café, Chandler Bing sat nervously, awaiting the arrival of Monica's sister, [Name]. He fidgeted with his coffee cup, his mind racing with thoughts of the complicated situation he found himself in.

The café door opened, and [Name] walked in, her eyes avoiding Chandler's. She took a seat across from him, her expression unreadable.

"[Name], thanks for meeting me," Chandler began, hesitantly. "Look, I know things have been awkward between us since London, and I—"

She cut him off, her voice cold. "Chandler, let's not pretend that everything's fine. I heard about you and Monica."

He looked taken aback. "You... you knew?"

She nodded, her eyes brimming with tears. "I knew, Chandler. And it hurt. It hurt more than you can imagine."

Chandler sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I'm so sorry, [Name]. I never wanted to hurt you."

"I know," she whispered, wiping away a tear. "But it doesn’t make it any easier."

Across town, Monica sat in her apartment, her eyes red from crying. Ross walked in, concern etched on his face. "Monica, you need to talk to [Name]. She's hurting."

Monica looked up, her voice choked with emotion. "I know, Ross. But what can I say? I never thought she still had feelings for Chandler."

Back at the café, [Name] took a deep breath, her decision made. "Chandler, I can't be around you and Monica right now. It's too painful."

Chandler nodded, tears in his eyes. "I understand, [Name]."

She stood up, placing some money on the table. "Take care of yourself, Chandler."

As she walked away, Chandler's heart ached. He had lost one of his closest friends, and he knew things would never be the same again.

In the days that followed, Chandler moved in with Monica, trying to navigate the new dynamic of their relationship. But he couldn't shake the guilt and sadness he felt over [Name].

Meanwhile, [Name] prepared to leave town, her heart heavy with sorrow. She knew she needed to put distance between herself and the painful memories that haunted her.

On the day of Monica and Chandler's wedding, [Name] watched from afar, her heart breaking as she witnessed their happiness. She had made her choice, and now she had to live with it.

As the years passed, [Name] built a new life for herself, but the pain of lost love and broken friendships never truly faded. And somewhere deep down, she hoped that someday, she would find the strength to forgive and move on.

In the years that followed, Chandler and Monica built a life together, filled with ups and downs, laughter and tears. They had children, bought a house, and navigated the challenges that came with marriage. Yet, despite their happiness, there was always a shadow looming over them—the memory of [Name] and the pain they had caused her.

[Name], on the other hand, had traveled far away, seeking solace in new places and new experiences. She tried to bury the memories of Chandler and Monica, but they haunted her dreams and lingered in her thoughts. She threw herself into her work, her passions, anything to distract herself from the emptiness she felt inside.

One day, [Name] received an unexpected letter. It was from Monica, reaching out after years of silence. "Dear [Name], I hope this letter finds you well. I know we haven't spoken in a long time, but I've been thinking about you a lot lately. I miss my sister, and I miss my friend. I know I hurt you, and I'm so sorry. I never meant for any of this to come between us. Please, let's try to rebuild our relationship. Love, Monica."

Tears streamed down [Name]'s face as she read the letter. A part of her wanted to ignore it, to continue running from the past. But another part, a part that had been buried deep inside her, yearned for reconciliation.

After much soul-searching, [Name] decided to write back. "Monica, thank you for your letter. I've missed you too, more than you'll ever know. I'm not ready to come back just yet, but maybe, someday, we can find a way to heal and move forward. Take care, [Name]."

Months turned into years, and [Name] slowly began to rebuild her life. She made new friends, pursued new interests, and found joy in unexpected places. Yet, the pain of the past never truly disappeared.

Then, one day, fate intervened in the most unexpected way. Chandler's job brought him to the city where [Name] now lived. He reached out, hoping to reconnect and perhaps find some closure for the wounds that had never fully healed.

[Name] was hesitant at first, but eventually, she agreed to meet with Chandler. They sat in a quiet café, awkwardly sipping their coffees, unsure of what to say.

"Chandler, I've missed you," [Name] finally said, tears in her eyes. "But I can't forget what happened."

"I know, [Name]," Chandler replied, his voice shaky. "I've regretted it every day since."

The two talked for hours, sharing their regrets, their pain, and their memories. It was a painful conversation, but also a necessary one. And as they said their goodbyes, [Name] felt a weight lift off her shoulders.

Life went on, as it always does, but [Name] carried with her a newfound sense of peace. She had faced her demons, confronted her past, and finally, begun to heal.

And somewhere, in a quiet corner of the world, Monica and Chandler watched their children play, grateful for the second chance they had been given and the forgiveness they had received.

{So sorry if this is too long}

[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.

[sparklingbutterflies]

enemies to love with monica mayhaps? 👀 maybe you're a food critic and you make snide comments or something about her work and shes determined to prove you wrong about her not being the best of the best (I love when monica goes out of her way to prove people wrong)

cake by the ocean

synopsis: you are a food critic, who rubs monica the wrong way.

tags/warnings: fluffy, chef monica, g!n reader

you unfortunately drew the short end of the straws between your coworkers which meant you had to review monica geller's restaurant. you have heard of rumors of her being a very good chef, but was completely incapable of taking critism. this meant that nobody wanted to critique her because she could get a little bit intense about it. you and your coworkers tend to draw straws often if it was a chef that couldn't handle it well. the range seemed to be from monica geller to that nasty chef who threw two spoons at your back. for the past few years, you've somehow managed to miss the restaurants she worked at - so you are excited. you do know she generally gets 9s and 10s across the board, so you feel it shouldn't be too bad. maybe your coworkers are just being dramatic.

it takes a while to walk there, but you finally reach her restaurant. some people at your company liked to inform the restaurant right away who they were, but you didn't. you hated special treatment. you decide to sit in the corner and whip out your notebook.

the waiter comes over right away and slides a menu to you. you take it graciously and start flipping through it. you might as well order an appetizer, main course, and dessert.

when he comes back around you tell him your order.

"could i have stuffed mushrooms, some fettuccine without chicken and dessert later?"

he nods at you and then asks if you would like a drink as well.

being on company time meant you couldn't have alcohol so you opted for a water with no ice.

he leaves and you take some time to write down your thoughts. so far you felt the service was pretty darn good. the atmosphere felt right and relaxing. it did feel a little bit fancier than expected, but you didn't mind. as you continued to scribble out your feelings, the waiter came back with your mushrooms.

you take your fork and stick it into one quickly. the flavors were delectable and you enjoyed how it tasted. it was cheesy, garlicky and just right with the wine sauce. you rate it a solid 10/10 since you gobbled it up pretty quickly.

the server comes by now with your fettuccine and it looks amazing. you twirl your fork into the pasta and dive right into it. this time you feel the pasta is not exactly cooked to the way you'd like it to be. of course al dente is the ideal firmness, but this is too soft. you note this down and rank it a 8.5/10. the points were still high since the sauce was impeccable.

the waiter comes back again when you finish the pasta. he hands you a small dessert menu and you thumb through the pages. you decide on tiramisu, a classic dessert.

it takes only about five minutes for them to bring it out to you, which is truly exceptional in your eyes. the amount of cream on top truthfully was a little bit too little for your liking so you took off a point for that. the rest of the tiramisu was perfect however. the lady fingers was soaked in espresso at a perfect amount. in conclusion, it gets a 9/10 for you, which feels pretty high in your opinion. you write your finishing thoughts on it and wave for the check.

since you are busy writing down your thoughts, it doesn't occur to you that the restaurant is winding down. it is late at night now and there are just a few customers left. a gorgeous woman comes out of the kitchen and you can't help but stare at her. the way she talks to each person indvidually makes you nervous for your turn.

before you know it, she's at your table. she's about to open her mouth when her eyebrows narrow at the table. before you can blink she picks up your notes and starts scowling.

"what do you mean the fettuccine is a 8.5/10 and the tiramisu is a 9/10?"

you are taken back by her rudeness and think of a way to respond kindly.

"also al dente may be dependent on one's preference, but i am certain that mine was satisfactory to everyone's taste.

she lets out an annoyed sigh at you which irks you a little bit.

"yeah and the whipped cream note? that's just because you haven't had it italian style. that's pretty surprising considering we are in new york city and every corner store here has it made that way.

you snatch the notepad from her and glare.

"just because you think the pasta was al dente doesn't mean that it came out that way? it was just not firm enough by 30 seconds. it's an error that happens all the time."

you stand up from your seat as well and jab a finger in her chest.

"for the record, i taste tons of tiramisu on a monthly basis. your cream just was a little bit more than what I expected. critics are allowed to have opinions you know."

she rolls her eyes at you and scoffs.

"okay sure whatever you say to make yourself feel better. i know for a fact that you are wrong."

you bite your lip hard to not make a nasty remark towards her.

"who are you anyways to be arguing with me about my opinions."

she looks at you in surprise and gestures at her apron. oh. you didn't even realize that she is the chef.

"'i'm monica geller."

you groan internally and understand why your coworkers decided to pull straws. she was really stubborn, opinionated and beautiful to boot.

"well monica geller, i'm sorry we are meeting this way, but i have to get going now."

she tugs on your sleeve and her eyes softens a little bit.

"well, could you maybe reconsider your rating?"

you frown at her and shake your head.

"that would be lying. plus, an 8.5 is not bad at all."

her lip juts out and you can tell she's close to tearing up.

"i have never gotten below a 9 in five years. you are the first person to feel like the pasta is too soft. i understand the tiramisu being a 9, but pasta is subjective."

you look into her eyes and find yourself faltering. they remind you of the sea and the desire to to drown in them is quite strong. you let out a sigh and grumble to yourself a little bit.

"alright fine, why don't you make it again, and i'll taste it. if it's soft again though, i am sticking to my 8.5 rating."

she lets out a giant grin that leaves you dazzled. admittedly, she is quite endearing and you find yourself wanting to give her another chance.

everyone slowly starts wrapping up and all the customers have left at this point. eventually, the other employees vanish as well. its just you and her now. the silence in the restaurant lingers for a moment and you allow yourself to look at her. the dimmed lights make her look even more beautiful than she was when you first saw her. you can't stop thinking about the dimples that popped up when she smiled at you. her cheekbones look particularly striking as well.

she is wiping down tables quickly and humming to herself. you want to help her but you know it's not your job. you instead quietly hum along with her. she finishes up and then places her hands onto your shoulders. her hands feel firm and commanding. she steers you into the kitchen and looks for a big pot.

she places it under the tap to get the water that is needed and grunts to put it back on the stove. as she takes her time to make the pasta she talks to you gently. she asks you about where do you live, how did you start working for your company and who are your favorite chefs.

"i hope i can be your favorite chef now."

you let out an amused giggle and stare at her hands instead. that was easier than looking too long into her eyes.

"why do you keep avoiding my eyes? is there something wrong with them?"

you feel your cheeks flushing and think of a response quickly.

"there's nothing wrong with your eyes, it just seems best to let you focus."

she raises an eyebrow in your direction and continues to make her pasta. you notice that she's is very determined to get the timing right this time. everything is set to the side as she starts making the sauce.

"i remember you wanted no chicken. you can eat this batch at home, just think about how right i am when you take a bite."

you look at her in amusement and shrug. you didn't want to feed her ego in this moment. it was sweet of her to remember you didn't want chicken in it.

she continues to make the pasta and after a few moments it is ready. she slides the plate in your direction and looks at you expectedly.

you resist the urge to tease her and take the fork that she hands you right away. you spin the pasta around and take a careful bite. you didn't want to burn your mouth. it happened to you a while ago which was the worst. eating food was hard when the skin flaps from the roof of your mouth.

as you chew the pasta, monica is pacing across from you. the pasta is not soft at all this time. it is actually the perfect metric of what al dente pasta should taste like.

"alright monica, this is really good honestly."

she lets out a giddy noise when you say that and beams at you.

"i told you so."

you take out your notepad and cross out the 8.5 rating. you jot down that it was a 9.5 instead and to emphasize how wonderful it was. the sauce was even more silky and smooth than the first time.

with the way her chest is puffed out and her eyes are twinkling pulls a smile out of you as well. you want to kiss her so badly in this moment but you aren't sure if she wants to as well. even though you barely know her, the chemistry you felt was undeniable.

she glances at you and then walks closer. her blue eyes are so pretty, they remind you of stained glass that you see in churches.

"would you say that perhaps, i'm your favorite chef now?"

you barely can hold back a mischievous look at her and pull the collar of her apron close to you.

the tension between you both is unbearable. her gaze is heated and expectant. you swallow thickly and lick your lips slightly. it is so hard to breathe right now so all you can do is lean close to her face.

you cup her jaw gently and then press a soft kiss on her lips. she wraps her arms around your neck and slides her tongue inside you. there is no battling for dominance, instead it feels comforting. like two people who are swimming side by side instead of trying to compete. this was the first time a kiss felt like home to you.

"i definitely think you are my favorite chef now."

note: omgggg this was so fun and soft to write i hope u like it aeron <3

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Hello, there! I would like to request a Monica Geller x reader, please! Reader, a single mother to three children, meets Monica for the first time while at Central Perk. It's love at first sight--but Reader fears that Monica will turn away from her after learning of the children. When Monica meets the children during a date gone wrong, she lives them. Fluff ensues, and Monca asks Reader out.

Instant Family

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Monica Geller x Reader 1,797 words

a/n - sorry i've been so inactive lately 😅

Your eyes are wide as you walk through the city, you’ve been here for a few months now and you were only just exploring - too caught up in the simple routine of your mundane life. The scenery is unfamiliar, but, somehow, the rush of people stays the same throughout your journey, it’s busy and your ears are filled with the sound of idle chatter and meaningless conversation. It took you a while to become desensitised to New York, to not be so overwhelmed every time you stepped outside; your kids, on the other hand, had taken to the change much better than you had. And you were so relieved, they had adapted quickly and had found friends. Damn, you wished you could make some friends - nobody had warned you how hard it was to as an adult.

As you round a corner, the smell of freshly cooked hotdogs wafted through the wind. Your stomach growled, jeez, when had you gotten so hungry? Maybe you should buy one, eat it at Central Park, it was close enough, and the day was uncharacteristically nice- splash. You wipe the drop of water from your head and peer up at the darkening sky… maybe you spoke too soon. In an instant, the clouds tumbled in front of the beaming sun and began to release, what felt like, a months worth of rain. Fuck. You didn’t even have an umbrella. Quickly, as fast as your aching feet could take you, you ran to the nearest coffee shop. You catch a glimpse of the sign: Central Perk. How creative.

Ding-a-ling.

It’s dark, tables and chairs litter the floor - tight, but not too cramped; homey. And it’s warm, you hadn’t noticed how cold you were either. You spot the sign for the bathroom and make a beeline for it, you probably look like a drenched rat. As you push open the door, you feel yourself crash into someone. Small, but strong, hands steady you and you feel your face instantly heat up as you mutter out a quick apology. She does the same; her accent is thick, a true New Yorker, and then you finally look at the person in front of you. Your breath is almost stolen from your throat. Bright, blue eyes framed by perfectly styled, dark hair smiles sheepishly at you. You fear that you’re gawking, but you can’t tell, nor could you change it if you were.

“You got a little bit-” she begins and gestures to her face, before just reaching forward and tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear. The touch of her fingers brushing against your cheek burns.

“Uh,” you’re almost at a loss for words, “thanks,” you stutter out before returning a smile just as sheepish.

She gives you a short nod, “See you around,” she lets out quickly and breezes past you.

Rachel caught Monica’s wide eyes as she approaches sofas and sends her a knowing look. Monica lets out a heavy sigh as she falls back onto the pillows and the blonde pats her lightly on the knee. 

“What’s wrong, Mon?” The group ask almost simultaneously and she lets out another sigh.

“I just ran into the prettiest girl ever, and I messed it all up,” she groaned, “God, I’m so awkward. Why do I have to be so awkward!” She pouts as she throws her arms up in the air.

Joey crosses his arms, “I wish i could meet pretty girls in the bathroom,” he complains under his breath. Chandler turns his head to him, eyebrows furrowed, before shaking his head and deciding to bite back his tongue.

When you leave the bathroom, Monica instantly notices you, she quietly watches as you take a seat at the counter and order. She feels giddy that you’re staying. Your eyes follow the movements of Gunther as he makes your drink and he slides it over to you with a smile, you thank him graciously and wrap your hands around the steaming mug. Monica can’t help but steal glances as you sip on your drink, too worried she’ll miss you leave. She can hardly hear the conversation happening around her and she nibbles at her lip and picks at her fingers. She could do it, she should do it.

“Hey, Mon, we’re gonna head off now,” a warm hand on her shoulder pulls her out of her head and she looks up to Ross. 

“Yeah, you guys go ahead, I think I’ll stay here for a bit longer,” she confesses and watches as they bid her goodbye and tumble out of the coffee house. Her eyes flit back to you. She’s gonna do it.

From the corner of your eye, you feel someone approach you and you turn to find the same, not to mention breathtakingly gorgeous, woman from the bathroom. She lifts an open hand in a silent greeting as she approaches you.

“Hi,” you smile.

“Hi, so this is gonna sound weird, but my New Year’s resolution was to meet new people and as we basically ran into each other I thought I’d say hello.” The woman tucks her hair behind her ears and looks at you expectantly. You find yourself becoming almost endeared by this strange woman and you pull out the seat next to you.

“What’s your name?”

“Monica,” she states as she sits down, “yours?”

“Y/n.”

Your smile comes easy when talking with Monica, she talks animatedly with her hands and her eyes are bright. It’s refreshing. You haven’t really met anyone that’s actually wanted to talk to you before, not in New York anyway. As the last mouthful of your drink meets your tongue, you realise how cold it has become. Shit. You glance at the clock on the wall and, oh no, you’re late. 

“Monica,” you interrupt, “I am so, so, so sorry, but I’ve got to get home.” You apoligise sheepishly as you stand from your chair. “It was lovely talking with you, Monica, I really enjoyed it,” you smile and she nods her head.

“Yeah, it was nice talking with you too,” she smiles as she walks with you to the door. Monica swallows nervously as you fix the collar of your coat, you’re only one step away from the door, only one step and you’re possibly out of her life forever. Monica swallows nervously.

“Can I get your number?” She blurts out and her blue eyes search your own, you can see her cheeks grow pink and you lightly smile to yourself. “We could get lunch someday, if you’d like.”

“Like a date?” You question, suddenly, emboldened by her forwardness. Pushing that aside, her wondering eyes hadn’t gone unnoticed by you. 

“Yeah, like a date,” she confirms with a shy grin on her face.

— — — — — — — — — —

The next Sunday rolls around, and you’re a mess. Well, you wouldn’t have been if everything had gone to plan, but your damn babysitter cancelled last minute. You had spent most of your morning calling up and, slightly, arguing with the company who apparently had no one available for two hours, or even one. You were screwed, you were stressed and you were defeated. Monica’s bound to be knocking on the door to your apartment in only a few minutes. You are not going to be ready in a few minutes. 

“Mummy, are you sad?” You turn you head to find your littlest had waddled his way into the living room.

“Yeah,” you pouted and picked him up to sit on your lap, “just a little bit.” You were going to break the news to Monica today at lunch, that you had three kids, and that you wouldn’t blame her at all if she didn’t see things between you going any further. The two of you have been talking nearly everyday on the phone for a week, but this was something that you wanted to do in person. You completely understood it, three kids were a lot, more so if those kids weren’t yours. 

You hear a knock on the door, your son runs off at the sound, and dread seems to swallow you whole.You really wanted this, you did, you’re half ready with your hair perfect and your face done. You even had your outfit planned a few days before, but you’re in your pyjamas still as you make your way to the door. Your hand meets the handle and you pull it open, Monica’s standing there looking as perfect as ever, and you take a step outside. Monica doesn’t say anything, the look on your face and the fact that you aren’t ready has her smiling at you understandingly; ready to listen to whatever you have to say.

“Monica, I honestly can’t even begin to explain how sorry I am. I had everything, literally everything sorted and then my babysitter cancelled like an hour ago. Um, I was going to tell you this today, at lunch, that I have three kids and obviously with three kids and no babysitter I can’t make it to lunch. Again, I am so, so sorry. I was really excited, and I-” you put a hand to your head, “-I should have called you as soon as I couldn’t find a replacement babysitter, but I got caught up getting them all ready. Ah, sorry it’s no excuse.” Monica shakes her head and squeezes your arm in a comforting manner.

“Don’t worry about it, Y/n, honestly,” Monica begins. “If you’re up for it, we could do lunch at your place? I can cook, I’m actually a chef.” She reveals with a small, but proud smile. 

“Really?” You almost pout.

“Yes, really,” she grins with an earnest nod of her head.

“And you’re okay with-”

“I love kids,” your heart suddenly squeezes with affection at the confession.

“You do?” 

“Yes,” you can’t help but smile fondly at her. “I got you flowers.” She says as she pushes the bundle forwards and you take them graciously.

“Awh, tulips, they’re beautiful, thank you. Okay, okay, come inside.” You push open the door and hold it open for Monica to step through. “Make yourself comfortable,” you smile as you make your way into the kitchen to put the flowers in a vase. “Monica,” you hear her hum in reply, “I’m gonna go change and then clean the kitchen a little.” 

“Okay,” she replies from the sofa. 

As you leave for your room, you find your youngest lurking from behin the door and you chuckle lightly, “You can say hello, she’s very nice.” You hang back slightly as he walks into Monica’s eyeline, and instantly her face lights up. Your heart could have exploded right then and there.

“Hi, little man, I’m Monica, what’s your name?”

You couldn’t have asked to bump into a more perfect person.

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Can I request Nsfw Alphabet with Monica Geller?

Thanks in advance

I got multiple requests for a nsfw alphabet with Monica so naturally I'm just gonna combined them lol. this is gender neutral and not strictly with a fem reader btw because whenever I write for smth like the nsfw alphabet I prefer to have it where anyone can read/enjoy it. that being said, I hope it was worth the wait!

Monica Geller nsfw alphabet

Warnings: smut (duh), gender neutral reader

Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

Almost as soon as you're completely done with having sex, she has you get up so she can change the sheets (kidding....for the most part). She'll wait to do that if you're both exhausted, but in general she has a pretty strict aftercare routine that she follows. Both of you get wiped down with a damp rag, and you both drink water/have a light snack to help regain your energy even if you plan on taking a nap directly after.

Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner's)

I don't think she has just one favorite body part. You've gotta remember, she's an ex fat girl who still can't help but obsess over how she looks. I'd say she's awfully proud of her physique/body in general due to how slim she is now versus when she was still in high school (I'm not saying that mindset is a healthy one, it's just the one she has in my opinion).

On you? She loves your stomach and thighs, especially if you're chubby there. Part of her yearns to be confident enough to be okay with gaining some of the weight back, but for now she prefers to just dote and fawn over you instead. She loves it if you have belly rolls, and any stretch marks get extra love whenever she presses playful kisses to your body during foreplay.

Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Cum? On her sheets? No thank you. If there's one thing she hates, it's the idea of making a mess. Sometimes you may be able to get her to forget about it if the sex is passionate enough, but the clean freak in her still can't help but worry about the stain your mixed body fluids will leave. On the other hand, the idea of being so caught up in each other that you two completely wreck the bed turns her on to no end. It lets her live a little, and the joy of getting to use her new detergent to wash the sheets afterwards just makes it all the more better.

Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

She kind of has a thing for people older than her (that one's not a massive secret, as she did date Richard at one point). Also, messy kitchen sex? I know it sounds kind of weird, but imagine you're having a playful fight where she's trying to make a cake and you put icing on her nose, so she playfully tosses flour at you, etc. It's not super dirty, but given her reputation for hating messes of any kind she'd rather die than let people know she thinks a food fight resulting in sex is pretty hot.

Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

I'd say she has a fair amount of experience. I think it's canon that she didn't lose her virginity until after high school, but that doesn't mean she hasn't had her share of boyfriends (and girlfriends, as I'm a bisexual Monica truther), not to mentions hook-ups or one-night stands. I wouldn't say she's tried everything there is to try, but she's not inexperienced, that's for sure.

Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Any position where she can see your face to gauge your reactions and has access to kiss you. It doesn't matter whether the sex you're having is quick and rough or slow and gentle, she likes to pepper your face and neck with kisses regardless.

Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

She's not very goofy herself, but I think she'll put up with a reasonable amount of it from her partner (you've gotta remember who she ended up marrying in the show, because I just know Chandler was cracking jokes on the occasion while they did the deed). If the type of sex you're having is more light hearted and playful then you may be able to get a funny quip or two out of her, but that's about it. She will, however, giggle like crazy if you do the same thing.

Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Oh yeah, she definitely keeps things tidy down there. I wouldn't say she'd go so far as to wax (not sure if anyone remembers the episode with the "painless" wax strips or not) but she at the very least keeps everything trimmed back. It's more of a personal preference than it is for her partner, so I'm not sure how willing she'd be to let it grow out. Assuming you guys have been together for a while, she may skip shaving in the shower, but she won't let it grow out too much. Her pubes are the same dark color as her hair is, if not slightly darker.

Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

She can be pretty romantic when she wants to be, especially when she's set the mood beforehand. Anniversarys, birthdays, any sort of special occaison like that will have her finding the perfect lingerie set to wear for later that night when you finally get home and have the place to yourselves.

Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

She can and will always make time to masturbate if she really needs to. One thing about her is you do not want to get on her bad side when she's sexually frustrated with no way to let it out. If she has to kick everybody out of her apartment long enough for her to get some relief, then she will, and no one bothers to protest because an angry Monica is a scary Monica.

Kink (one or more of their kinks)

I'm a firm believer that she has some sort of a praise kink from the way she was overlooked by her parents and treated in high school. She always has to be the best at everything she does, and to hear validation from you that she's making you feel good and doing well at whatever it is that she's doing boosts her confidence (and her sex drive).

Location (favorite places to do the do)

The bedroom is obviously the most ideal place to have sex, but I really don't think she'd be against having sex in a more revealing place. As we've seen from the show, she's not above slipping into an empty room in a public setting for a quickie if need be. The thrill of getting caught outweighs most of the risks, in her opinion.

Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Honestly? When you clean or organize something and do a good job at it. There's nothing worse to her than a messy apartment, so if you ever do her the favor of managing to clean in the way she likes it's such a massive turn-on for her. Another one is praising, like I said earlier. If you ever compliment her on a dish that she's made really well or the way she's cleaned you're basically giving her an invitation for sex. You'll see her pupils dilate before she pulls you in for a passionate kiss.

No (something they won't do, turn offs)

Degradation, from you or her. It goes back to her insecurities about never being good enough, and it makes her question her worth to have someone call her names, even in a scene. This goes for her degrading you too, by the way. She just can't bring herself to be mean to you in that way during sex, even if you've given her the go ahead and established a safe word.

Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

This is another one of those things that she stresses about and practices until she's the best at it. And by the best, I mean the absolute best. Regardless of whatever you have going on in your pants or down betwen your legs, she's going to be really good at pleasing you with her mouth and tongue. In terms of whether she prefers giving or receiving, she actually doesn't have much of a preference. It all depends on the situation for her, and who made the first move.

Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

She could be either depending on the mood set. If it's a more romantic night or you're celebrating something, she's much slower, choosing to take her time. However, if you've sneaked away for a quickie obviously she's going to be faster and maybe a little rough. One thing that's certain is that she always makes sure to check that you're comfortable with the pace before continuing.

Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

As a professional chef, she already has a lot of stuff on her plate, so it's safe to say quickies don't bother her and are actually one of her preferred methods of getting off. Long and slow sessions don't typically happen unless one or both of you planned for it ahead of time, so it's not uncommon for you to have a quickie whenever you get the chance.

Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

She takes a reasonable amount of risks. She doesn't have any qualms about having sex in a semi-public location, and she's open to trying new things if you're up for it.

Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

If it's a quickie or if she's had to wait a while for relief, she probably won't last very long, but she'll most likely be up for another round soon after. In fact, she has pretty good stamina in general, usually able to go for several rounds before stopping. You're more likely to tap out before her.

Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

She owns a few different toys. A regular sized vibrator, a bullet vibrator for whenever she needs something small for out of town, and maybe a risque pair of handcuffs hidden away somewhere. Depending on your personal preference, she'll use them on either you or her, and if you ever want to try something specific then she'd be more than happy to (discreetly) order it for you.

Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Not a whole lot, but sometimes she'll wear a dress that's more revealing when you guys go out to eat dinner and the like. She doesn't like to tease you as much as you'd think because she doesn't like the feeling of having a ton of pent-up sexual energy with nothing to do with it.

Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Oh, she can be loud. She'll restrain herself if you absolutely need to be quiet, but if not then she's not bothering to hold anything back. Pants, moans, groans- with her, you always know whether you're doing well or not, because her sounds will dictate it.

Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Honestly? I could see her being into feederism, which is basically when you get off on feeding other people/being fed by another person. She most likely wouldn't have a preference on who does which, whether it's her feeding you or you feeding her. In fact, she might even want the two of you to feed each other at the same time. It's almost a way for her to pay homage to her old self while comfortably entertaining the idea of her healthily gaining a few extra pounds and keeping them.

X-ray (let's see what's going on under those clothes)

She definitely has stretch marks (yeah I said it). There's several all along her body, including her boobs, thighs, and stomach. Most of them are pretty faded due to how old they are and how long it's been since she's lost weight, but if you ever compliment them or gently trace your fingers along them when you're laying in bed together she'll melt and propose to you on the spot. She's joking, don't worry (for the most part, anyway).

Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

It's not extremely high, but I could see her wanting to have sex at least once or twice a week, maybe more if the two of you aren't busy for once. Again, she doesn't like having to wait for too long if she's in the mood. That's not to say she'd ever pressure you into having sex, because she wouldn't, it just means if you're unavailable for sex or just don't want to have it she has to get some time for herself to take care of the issue, otherwise she's going to explode.

Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

It takes her a little bit, especially if she has the nagging urge to immediately get up and change the sheets. Pillow talk is one of her favorite times to have deep, intimate conversations, so she'd love to do that with you if you're up for it, but she understands if you're too tired.

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ray manchester…

╰┈➤ Stuck || Ray Manchester/Captain Man x reader • ☽

word count: 3.5k warnings: none summary: you, an aspiring-fashion-designer, get trapped in an elevator with captain man on your way to a job interview

╰┈➤ Secret Identity || Ray Manchester/Captain Man x reader • ☽ ♡

word count: 3.8k warnings: i think i cursed once summary: you and ray have been dating in secret, due to your shyness and secret identity, but when there’s a change in your relationship, it may be time to let everyone know

╰┈➤ My Valentine || Ray Manchester/Captain Man x reader • ☽ ♡

word count: 3.8k warnings: none summary: when you start working at junk n’ stuff, ray is immediately attracted to you and wants to do something special for you on valentine’s day

monica geller…

╰┈➤ The One With Phoebe’s Sister || Monica Geller x reader • ☽

word count: 3.1k warnings: none summary: phoebe introduces the friends to you, her younger sister, you are instantly attracted to monica but don’t know that monica is equally smitten with you

joey tribbiani…

╰┈➤ The One With the Baby Girl || Joey Tribbiani x reader • ☽ ♡

word count: 1k warnings: childbirth summary: joey helps you through the birth of your daughter

╰┈➤ The One With The Pie || Joey Tribbiani x reader • ✧☽

word count: 6.6k warnings: some references summary: after your crush on joey ends before it can begin, you start to move on. but maybe, just maybe, the story of you and joey isn’t over just yet

╰┈➤ The One With the Ex || Joey Tribbiani x reader • ✧☽

word count: 3.2k warnings: presumed cheating, drinking, suggestive material  summary: after joey cheats on you and breaks your heart in high school, you run into him again years later and find out the past might not be exactly what you thought it was

remus lupin…

╰┈➤ In This Together || Remus Lupin x reader • ♡✧

word count: 2.1k warnings: none summary: when remus resigns from the position of dada teacher and leaves hogwarts, he decides it’s finally time to tell you the truth about himself and his ‘furry little problem’

╰┈➤ Stolen Glances || Remus Lupin x student!reader • ✧☽

word count: 3.1k warnings: age gap but it’s legal summary: remus finds himself drawn to you against his better judgement even though you are one of his students

tim bradford…

╰┈➤ Nightlight || Tim Bradford x reader • ✧☽

word count: 10.4k warnings: abusive past relationship, reader kind of has a panic attack, mild language, blood, guns, inaccurate police stuff summary: when you encounter a man while on patrol who has a threatening message from your ex, your TO, Tim, offers to spend the night with you

john nolan…

╰┈➤ Daddy Cop || John Nolan x reader • ☽

word count: 1.2k warnings: mild language, reader has a thing for cops summary: you go to visit john at work and see him in uniform for the first time

ian hecox…

╰┈➤ First Fake Date || Ian Hecox x reader • ♡☽

word count: 2.5k warnings: none summary: Ian finds out his ex-girlfriend is going to be at an upcoming event and when you volunteer to go as his fake-date things don’t go quite as either of you planned

╰┈➤ More Than Friends || Ian Hecox x reader • ♡☽

word count: 3.5k warnings: mild cursing summary: you have been ignoring your growing feelings for your best friend ian, but when you are chosen to do a romantic scene together will those feelings stay hidden?

╰┈➤ Fishy || Ian Hecox x reader • ♡☽

word count: 1.8k warnings: none summary: you and ian have been dating for some time now, sneaking around so no one in the office knows you’re seeing each other. but when you find yourself in an uncomfortable situation, you’re forced to reveal your relationship to your coworkers

╰┈➤ Celebrity Crush || Ian Hecox x reader • ♡☽

word count: 1.8k warnings: none summary: you have liked ian for some time now and despite your cast mates attempts at telling you that ian feels the same way, you don’t believe them. that is, until some interesting things are revealed through a video

╰┈➤ Historical Figure’s Mario Kart || Ian Hecox x reader • ♡☽

word count: 1k warnings: none summary: imagine being the mom + dad of smosh with ian as all of you hang out

╰┈➤ Try Not to Laugh: Crew Baby Edition || Ian Hecox x reader • ♡☽

word count: 1.2k warnings: pregnancy, talk of milk (iykyk) summary: you announce your’s and ian’s pregnancy through a TNTL bit

anthony padilla…

╰┈➤ First Day || Anthony Padilla x reader • ☽

word count: 2.7k warnings: mild language, cheesiness summary: after ian and anthony buy smosh, you can’t wait to finally meet anthony. but your first encounter with him doesn’t go exactly as you would have thought.

spencer agnew…

╰┈➤ Cool Shoes || Spencer Agnew x reader • ♡☽

word count: 3.7k warnings: mild swearing summary: when you join smosh as the newest addition to the games crew, you are immediately attracted to spencer. but will your little crush turn into something more?

╰┈➤ Cool Shoes: Part 2 || Spencer Agnew x reader • ♡☽

word count: 2.8k warnings: implied smut, innuendos summary: now that you’ve both admitted your feelings for each other, spencer takes you out on your first official date

╰┈➤ Birthday Wishes || Spencer Agnew x reader • ♡☽

word count: 3.2k warnings: mild language summary: you and spencer have been long distance for some time now, and he decides he wants to do something special and surprise you for your birthday

╰┈➤ Spilled Punch || Spencer Agnew x reader • ☽

word count: 3k warnings: none summary: when you agreed to go to a smosh party with your best friend tommy, you didn’t imagine enjoying yourself very much. you also didn’t imagine you’d end up making out with spencer in the coat closest

╰┈➤ I Choose You || Chosen!Spencer Agnew x reader • ☽

word count: 1.1k warnings: none summary: when you come to visit smosh, where your boyfriend spencer works, he surprises you by showing you one of his favorite characters

╰┈➤ Marry Me || Spencer Agnew x reader • ♡☽

word count: 2.4k warnings none: none summary: after seeing shayne and courtney tie the knot, you are worried that you’ll never find a love like theirs. that’s when you start to see your best friend spencer in a new light

╰┈➤ Fight Club || Spencer Agnew x reader • ✧♡☽

word count: 1.8k warnings: cursing, gross man flirts with you summary: when you’re at a club with spencer and you get hit on by a drunk man, you are annoyed that spencer feels like he has to protect you. but then, when things go too far, you get to see just how much spencer cares for you

╰┈➤ See You Online || Spencer Agnew x reader (partial social media au) • ♡☽

word count: 2.6k warnings: mild swearing summary: when you see a smosh video of spencer saying you’re one of his favorite youtubers, you begin to interact online. then, when you both attend vidcon (and spencer’s friends convince him to talk to you) you hit it off

╰┈➤ Dropping Hints || Spencer Agnew x reader (social media au) • ♡☽

word count: 1k warnings: mild language summary: after you guest star in a smosh video, you and spencer start dropping hints of your relationship on insta

╰┈➤ American Smile || Spencer Agnew x british!reader • ♡☽

word count: 1.4k warnings: mild langauge, i’m american so probably inaccurately depicted london/british, shameless taylor swift references i’m just a girl summary: when smosh comes to london to to do a show you also happen to be a part of, you and spencer hit it off

trevor evarts…

╰┈➤ Perfect || Trevor Evarts x chubby!reader • ✧♡☽

word count: 1.1k warnings: insecurities, body shaming, implied smut summary: when you are feeling insecure about your body after getting negative comments online from fans, trevor comforts you and assures you that you’re beautiful

╰┈➤ Am I The Crush? || Trevor Evarts x reader • ♡☽

word count: 2.2k warnings: mild swearing summary: when trevor joined smosh, you quickly became friends, helping him settle in—and secretly crushing on him. then some interesting things are revealed in a reddit stories video.

angela giarratana…

╰┈➤ Misread Signs || Angela Giarratana x reader • ☽

word count: 2.2k warnings: none summary: when you start to become really close with courtney, angela takes this as a sign that you aren’t interested in her, until unusual circumstances cause you both to realize each other’s feelings

╰┈➤ Love Hurts || Angela Giarratana x reader • ✧☽

word count: 3.9k warnings: angst summary: you have been in love with angela for months and upon finding out that she is dating someone else, heartbroken you start to distance yourself from her and everything else in your life

╰┈➤ Jealousy, jealousy || Angela Giarratana x reader • ☽

word count: 1.3k warnings: hickeys summary: angela finds herself jealous when another member of the cast flirts with you and she decides to let you know that you’re hers

╰┈➤ Sleepyhead || Angela Giarratana x reader • ♡☽

word count: 0.9k warnings: none summary: a sleepy angela wakes up with you and refuses to let you get out of bed

╰┈➤ Second Chances || Angela Giarratana x reader • ✧☽

word count: 3.3k warnings: none summary: when the smosh cast goes on a company retreat and you and angela are forced to share a hotel room you have the opportunity to rekindle an old romance

╰┈➤ Sweeter than Pie || Angela Giarratana x reader • ♡☽

word count: 1.1k warnings: none summary: when you’re tired from work , angela cooks with you

╰┈➤ Princess || Angela Giarratana x reader • ☽

word count: 2k warnings: sick fic summary: when you start to feel sick during a game night with angela, you let her take care of you for once and she gets to see a different side of you

╰┈➤ Same Time Tomorrow || Angela Giarratana x reader • ♡☽

word count: 2k warnings: none summary: you’ve been going to the same gym for a while now, crushing on the same girl who’s always there but never actually talking to her. that is, until the letters start appearing in your locker

╰┈➤ Red, White, and You || Angela Giarratana x reader • ♡☽

word count: 1.2k warnings: none summary: when you and the rest of the smosh cast go to angela’s place to celebrate the fourth of july, angela makes sure you two get your own celebration

courtney miller…

╰┈➤ Kiss the Nurse || Courtney Miller x sick!reader • ♡☽

word count: 0.6k warnings: sick fic summary: courtney takes care of you when you’re sick and is rewarded with a kiss from their patient

╰┈➤ Stay With Me || sick!Courtney Miller x reader • ♡☽

word count: 0.7k warnings: sick fic, mild swearing summary: when courtney calls and cancels your date night due to a stomach bug, you don’t hesitate to drop everything and take care of them

╰┈➤ Only You || Courtney Miller x reader • ✧☽

word count: 1.2k warnings: none summary: when you begin to get jealous of courtney and shayne’s relationship, courtney assures you that you’re the one they love

shayne topp…

╰┈➤ Worth the Wait || Shayne Topp x reader • ♡☽

word count: 1.1k warnings: mild swearing summary: shayne is determined to find out what your Halloween costume is this year but you won’t tell him, and when the holiday is finally here he finds it very much worth the wait

julio rodríguez…

╰┈➤ Luckiest Man || Julio Rodríguez x reader • ♡☽

word count: 1.2k warnings: none summary: julio has just won the world series and been named mvp and yet his biggest prize is you, his new fiancée

thomas barrow…

╰┈➤ Even || Thomas Barrow & reader • ☽

word count: 3.4k warnings: cursing, homophobia because it’s jimmy summary: when you, a ladies maid who thomas has never got along with in the past, catch thomas making a move on jimmy you’re forced to decide wether or not to help him out

╰┈➤ It’s Nice to Have a Friend || Thomas Barrow & friend!reader • ✧♡☽ (finished)

╰► || Part 1 • Part 2 • Part 3 ||

word count: 4.8k warnings: some mild swearing summary: when you start working at downton abbey as a new maid, thomas takes a liking to you and an unexpected relationship forms between you

ˋ°•*⁀➷ other writing ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹˚

╰┈➤ You Can’t Change the Past || an Elena of Avalor inspired short story

word count: 6k warnings: i was a child when i wrote this summary: jacques, chancellor of emelda, plagued by regrets, is used to helping his cousin run her kingdom. but when he meets some ghosts of his past and a villain returns is he ready to face it all?

ˋ°•*⁀➷ headcanons ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹˚

dating…

╰┈➤ Smosh-

Shayne Topp ♡☽

Damien Haas ♡

Ian Hecox (part 1) ♡☽

Ian Hecox (part 2) ♡☽

Spencer Agnew ♡☽

Anthony Padilla ♡☽

Trevor Evarts ♡☽

Angela Giarratana ♡☽

Amanda Lehan-Canto ♡☽

Smosh Women ♡☽

╰┈➤ Friends-

Joey Tribbiani ♡

Chandler Bing ♡☽

Rachel Green ♡

Monica Geller ♡

Ross Geller ♡☽

Phoebe Buffay ♡

╰┈➤ Jack Edwards-

part 1 ♡

part 2 ♡☽

part 3 ♡☽

part 4 ♡☽

╰┈➤ Seattle Mariners-

Jarred Kelenic ♡

Julio Rodriguez, George Kirby, Jarred Kelenic (Pt 2) ♡☽

╰┈➤ Ray Manchester/Captain Man-

Ray Manchester x reader ♡

Ray Manchester x smart!reader ♡☽

╰┈➤ Miscellaneous-

James McAvoy ♡☽

Carswell Thorne ♡☽

Austin Butler ♡

Elvis Presley ♡☽

Jacques Snicket ♡

Megara ♡

Simon Cowell ♡

Chancellor Esteban Flores ♡

friends + family…

╰┈➤ Thomas Barrow-

Thomas Barrow & friend!reader ♡✧

Thomas Barrow & teen!sister!reader ✧♡☽

╰┈➤ Miscellaneous-

Will Truman ♡

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ fandoms i write for ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹˚

╰► Downton Abbey

╰► Harry Potter

╰► A Series of Unfortunate Events

╰► Smosh

╰► Hercules (1997)

╰► The Lunar Chronicles

╰► Elena of Avalor

╰► Friends

╰► Will and Grace

╰► How I Met Your Mother

╰► The Dropouts Podcast

╰► 9-1-1

╰► Brooklyn 99

╰► S.W.A.T

╰► The Rookie

╰► Elvis Presley + Elvis (2022)

╰► Seattle Mariners

╰► and probably others i’m forgetting so shoot me an ask 💌

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last updated: 1/3/25

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