#Monica geller x reader

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being a girl includes staying up till 3AM bc it’s already past your bedtime to read more “x readers” because you know you’re going to miss your alarm anyway.

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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.

[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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[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.

[rodeo-clowns]

Masterlist

Feel free to request for any of these characters, except for Cassie Howard. 

-Rory Gilmore 

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She's My Witch

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Dream a Little Dream of Me

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Characters I Write For!

This definitely isn't a definitive list, if you've got a request for a character that's not on here, feel free to ask!!

X Reader;

BBC Ghosts; Humphrey Bone, Thomas Thorne, Robin, Kitty

The Band Ghost; Mountain, Dewdrop, Swiss, Cirrus, Cumulus

Criminal Minds; Spencer Reid, Emily Prentiss, Penelope Garcia, Tara Lewis

Law and Order SVU; Olivia Benson, Sonny Carisi, Rafael Barba, Casey Novak

Friends; Chandler Bing, Monica Geller

Harry Potter; George Weasley, Remus Lupin

Senseless; Tim LaFlour

Scream; Stu Macher

IT Crowd; Richmond Avenal

The Mighty Boosh; Vince Noir

911; Hen Wilson

Spiderman; Peter Parker

The Santa Clause; Bernard the Elf

Ghostbusters; Egon Spengler

Star Trek; Spock

Bridgerton; Benedict Bridgerton

Ships;

Howince - Mighty Boosh

Spirk - Star Trek

Buddie - 911

Reddie - IT

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𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭

Hi, yes, hi! You can call me Elle, nice to meet you.

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED.ᐟ

Cancer ♋︎

Pansexual ꕤ She/Her ꕤ Filipino ꕤ Attachment issues with trust issues? F•R•I•E•N•D•S is my safety blanket ꕤ Someone who adores slasher films, any horror films gives me butterflies 𐦍

Scream franchise is one of the OG and the best ‹𝟹

𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞

Hey, how you doin’? I would love to write for all of you.

Currently rewatching Friends for the millionth time and binge watching the Scream franchise again. My old account got deleted for some reasons I can explain, and that’s because I forgot my password.

So many pending and discontinued books of mine are in Wattpad. You can check it out but I’m inactive as of now. But I am here, willing to write for all of you. I love video games, don’t even get me started. Grand Theft Auto is the best, all of them. But V is the goat. Far Cry, Horizon, Call of Duty, Resident Evil, God of War, Assassin’s Creed, even arcade games like Mortal Kombat, Street Fighter, Tekken are my favorite.

Had a few stan accounts but I sort of discontinued them, thought I might be too old or I’m running out of ideas, or that I’m not interested anymore or just too busy to edit and post everyday. I will be active here just to write you sum stuff ✎ᝰ.

Although there are rules ೀ

SFW ONLY.ᐟ

I wouldn’t mind a little lovey lovey but NOT SMUT. I don’t write smut. Except for books that wont work without that part. But for oneshots, I get a little uncomfortable writing smuts. And I’m bad at writing them. I’m mostly good with fluffs and angst.

RESPECT.ᐟ

Please know how to respect each other.

I will not tolerate mean comments. Try me, and I will REPORT you. I wouldn’t mind for you to correct me if I make a mistake, but you don’t have to be mean ˶•⤙•˶

If you did send me a request it doesn’t necessarily mean that I’m obligated to do it. I’m a student with things to do as well.

REQUESTS ARE CURRENTLY CLOSED.ᐟ

You are free to send me requests through my inbox. Anything that comes to mind, but so remember SFW ONLY. I’ll be happy to entertain you and write for you to your liking. But closed requests means CLOSED. I will not be entertaining any requests when my requests are closed.

[lanawinterscigarettes]

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.

End notes: it's kind of embarrassing just how quickly I wrote this

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Can you please write a hurt/comfort monica geller x reader fic? The reader has a stressful day at work so monica comforts the reader. (Also, some small details you can add only if you want is that the reader is a photographer and a film geek.)

Comfort

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Monica Geller x Reader 682 words

a/n - sorry it's so short anon! I hope you enjoy it nonetheless <3

You push open the purple door to the apartment that you now call home, a heavy blue envelopes you, weighing down your usual lightness and you make your way into the unusually empty room. Tightness squeezes at your throat, so much so that you don’t call out your arrival like you usually do.

Somehow, sensing a shift in the air, Monica peeks out from the spare room and slips off her headphones as you fall onto the sofa with closed eyes. Instantly, she’s swiftly moving over to you and taking a seat by your head as you lay across most of the cushions. Her previous jobs, abandoned.

“Work again?” Monica softly asks before she places a hand on your head in a comforting manner. She feels you nod and a frown makes its way onto her lips, “Derek still giving you a hard time?” Your silence answers her question and she moves her hand down to rub at your back. “I’ll go and have a word with him, if you want, you know that I will,” she says earnestly and you believe her. You really do; Monica was and always will be very protective over her loved ones.

“I just- don’t know what to do anymore,” you begin, “he keeps treating me like I have no idea what I’m doing, running through how to work a computer almost every time I need to edit photos or scenes,  picking up on small mistakes I make just so he can belittle me in front of my co-workers as if I didn’t work just as hard to get there,” in the middle of your rant the purple door swings open and Joey and Chandler appear. Monica shoots them a hard look and shoos them away with a wave of her hand. As quietly as possible, the pair rush out of the room and close the door. “-and it doesn’t help that I’m the only girl on his team,” you huff out and bury your face into the sofa. Monica doesn’t stop the patterns that she’s drawing across your back and you can feel your shoulders loosen in response.

“God, he’s still doing that thing with the computers, I thought he would have stopped by now?”

“Yeah, me too!” You scoff out. “He’s really got something against me, I swear it.”

Monica sends you a sad smile and gives you a few soft pats. “You’ll be just fine, Y/n/n, you got through that college programme, you’ll get through this,” she reassures.

“What would I do without you, Mon?” You pout.

“Starve?” She replies all too quickly, earning a gasp from you. You should expect it now, her playful jabs against you’re less than average cooking skills.

“No, really, I mean it, Mon, I’m so glad you’re here.” You’re sitting up now and pulling Monica closer to you so that you can wrap your arms around her. You brush her dark brown hair out of her face and plant a soft kiss just above her brow. 

Monica hides her blushing face in your neck and you can feel her smile against your skin. “Eww you're getting all sappy,” she replies, but she’s holding you closer anyway. “I love you,” she finally mumbles.

“Look who’s getting sappy now?” You hum back with a wide smile on your face.

You feel her pull back quickly and her hands fall on each of your shoulders, “Say it back!” She gapes as she stares at you with her blue eyes before raising an eyebrow at you.

“I looove you,” you whisper and move forward to press a quick kiss on her lips. You feel your eyes become heavy and you let out a small yawn. “Do you want a nap?” Monica’s eyes dart over to the spare room and then to the clock before landing back on you.

“I could do with a nap,” she replies and you pull her up from the sofa and guide her towards your shared room, her hand in yours. 

You fall asleep almost instantly; her body wrapped around yours under the warm duvet.