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The one where Y/N gets jealous
Pairing: Joey Tribbiani x f!reader
Warnings: none (I think)
Author's note: It was not easy to imagine reader in the "Friends" universe, but .. hey! I tried my best and I do hope you all enjoy it. The lack of fanfiction about this tv show is criminal x
Red.
That is all could see in front of you at this moment. But it was not the type of red that you see when you are in love and the world seems to suddenly become a better place.
Oh no, it was way worse than that. It was the bright crinkly red, which was currently barely covering the tall blonde’s chest from lustful eyes. Or more specifically Joey’s.
“You know”, Chandler’s voice sounded next to you, “If you keep staring at her for 30 more seconds her head may catch fire. Or preferably that tight, low-cut…”
Your head whipped towards him and he quickly raised his hands in defence.
“… shoes!”, he cleared his voice, while pointing aggressively towards the girl’s feet, “These tight, low-cut shoes! Burn them! Burn them!”
Rolling your eyes, you turned your attention back to the bar, where Joey was shamelessly flirting with his ex, Angela. She was a beautiful and lean part-time actress, with an amazing fashion style, and wild blond locks. She was also the only girl who managed to keep Joey in a relationship for more than a few weeks. 3 years, to be exact.
It was not a secret that you did not harbor any warm feelings toward her. Not only did she break your best friend’s heart, but she was also the only one of his girlfriends that managed to catch on to your feelings towards him and use any chance she got to remind you that you will always remain stuck in the friend zone. It was almost as if she enjoyed inflicting pain on people around her and seeing them suffer.
“I can’t believe he is still talking with her”, you groaned, clapping your hands on your tights, “Look at him laughing! What could she say that is so funny?”
You didn’t wait for a response, before turning towards Chandler and pulling the newspaper away from his hands.
“Sure, I was totally done reading that”, he fake-smiled at you while grabbing his cup of coffee. His sarcastic remark went right above your head, as you grabbed his hands and squeezed them in yours.
“Chandler, you are one of the most, most special and valuable people in my life!”
“Well, I do have this effect on people”, he winked at you, while getting himself in a more comfortable position. You smiled with tightly pressed lips, doing your stop any smart remark that was sitting at the end of your tongue.
“And I would do anything… well, almost anything for you. Because I believe that when I need your help, you will do the same for me and-“
“Is it by any chance my birthday today?”, he interrupted you with a suspicious glare and you had to stop yourself from rolling your eyes, “Because the Y/N I know is never, ever so nice, unless he wants something and-“
He paused for a second, his face falling with realization. He quickly pulled his hands away from you and pointed an accusing finger at your face.
“NO! Whatever is going in that pretty head of yours, I am not going to do it.”
Chandler tried to get from his seat, but you were quick to lay down and throw your legs over his, trapping him in his place.
“You didn’t even listen to me!”
“I don’t have to”, his words were mumbled through a fake smile and squinted eyes, “I already know what you are thinking. And I am not going to do it.”
You raised your eyebrow, challenging him:
“What I am thinking? Maybe I just want to show you how much I love you as a friend…”
“And also send me to the bar, so I can eavesdrop on Joey and Angela.”
“Damn, you’re good”, you mumbled under your breath, finally releasing your friend from your leg trap. Your head fell in your hands and you closed your eyes in a weak attempt to stop yourself from thinking about the couple just a few feet away from you.
There was no reason to feel like this. You knew Joey for over 6 years now and you’ve been best friends for just as long. You two became close almost immediately after Chandler introduced you to each other and much to everyone’s surprise, including yours, the actor never showed even a slight romantic interest towards you. On the other hand, you fell head over heels for him from the moment you met him. His charming smile, flirty jokes, and kind soul made you overlook all his bad qualities, and “red flags” Monica and Rachel warned you about. Sure, he did have a bit of a reputation with the ladies, but seeing how loyal was he toward his friends, you knew that he was capable of commitment.
He just needed to find his woman. His one true soulmate, who would love him and cherish him the way he deserves.
What wouldn’t you give to be this one woman?
“Hey”, Chandler tried to catch your attention, while his hands started rubbing small circles on your back, “It’s going to be okay.”
Besides Joey, Chandler was your second closest friend. Before he moved to his current apartment, he was briefly your roommate and with both of you being new to the city, it didn’t take long for you to form a strong bond. From being children of divorced couples to having a career in statistical analysis and not-so-lucky love life, you two lived almost identical lives. It was not a surprise you often found comfort in each other, knowing that there is no other person who can understand you better than him.
Just as you were leaning back towards Chandler’s shoulder, Joey jumped on the sofa next to you with a wide smile on his face.
“You won’t believe who I am having dinner with tonight!”
“Winona Ryder?”, Chandler tried to guess and you bit a smile. Joey on the other hand did not find the remark funny, rolling his eyes instead.
“Remember Angela? My ex-girlfriend? The one that I thought I am going to marry because we were dating for so long?”
“How could we forget her?”, you mumbled under your nose, crossing your arms in front of your chest, “She is very…. memorable.”
Joey eyed you with furrowed brows, his eyes stopping at your shoulder, where Chandler’s hand was still gently massaging you. He let out a scoff, before moving to his favorite chair next to the bar. He knew that you and Angela had a bit of a strained relationship in the past, but he was hoping that you would at least try to act excited for him, instead of being all cozy with his roommate.
“Wow”, he breathed out, “Still jealous, I see.”
His words made you freeze in place, your cup of coffee just millimeters from your lips. Chandler tensed next to you and while you could not see, you were sure he was mouthing something to Joey. You slammed your cup on the table and turned towards the actor, only to find him glaring at you.
“Excuse me?”
“Look, Y/N, I know you girls love to be competitive and compare to each other all the time…”, he stayed silenced for a second, his hands moving in slow circles in front of him as if it was helping him gather his thoughts quicker, “But there is no reason to feel that way towards Angela. You know you will always be my best friend. Nobody will change that.”
You let out a dry laugh, turning towards Chandler, who was watching the happening with wide eyes. He shook his head as a warning for you to not continue this conversation, but he quickly realized your mind was already set when you shook his arms away from you and stood from your place.
“Is this what you think? You think I feel threatened by Angela?”
“Well, I did not use exactly that word…”, Joey mumbled, trying his best to avoid your furious gaze. The regret of saying anything was already clear on his face. If he could turn back time by just a few minutes, he would’ve just kept his mouth shut and enjoyed a nice quiet afternoon with both of his closest friends.
You, on the other hand, were not about to let this go so easily. Jealous? Of Angela? Pffftttt.
Pushing your hair behind your ears, you tried your best to keep your voice low and not startle all of Central Perk’s clients.
“Joey, as your best friend, I can assure you that not even a cell in my body feels threatened by that manipulative and sly snake.”
“Okay, you are just being mean now”, the feeling of regret quickly vanished and his eyes hardened in a glare, “What is your problem?”
Before you can even open your mouth to reply, Chandler jumped between both of you and raised his palms towards both yours and Joey’s mouth, preventing you from saying anything further.
“Ah, this is exactly how my parents were acting just before they got divorced”, he made a disgusted face when the memory flashed in front of his eyes. He turned towards Joey, “We are happy about you, Joey. All of us. But… you know… we all remember what Angela did to you.”
“She’s changed”, Joey whined with a high-pitched voice, earning another mocking laugh from you. This gesture immediately resulted in his features becoming serious once again, “You know what… I don’t care if you approve of Angela or not. I love her and I will not give her up. I know she is the one and we will be together… once she breaks up with Bob.”
“Bob?”, Chandler moved his hands away as if burned, “Who is Bob?”
Joey opened his mouth but then closed it again when he didn’t get the courage to say anything. For you, however, it was enough to confirm your suspicion.
“This is ridiculous!”, you groaned, “She has a boyfriend and she is still trying to get in bed with you. She is using you, Joey! I can’t even believe you are agreeing to take her out on dinner!”
“It’s not like I am taking only her. I am taking Bob as well!”
“Oh, that’s great. So all three of you can be one big happy… throuple.”, you grabbed your coffee cup and matched towards the bar, where Gunther was not even trying to hide his interest towards your argument.
“I don’t mean I am going to go out with both of them”, Joey argued, looking at Chandler to check if he agrees, “You don’t think I am trying to get both of them, right?”
Chandler just shrugged his shoulders in response, too scared to get any more involved.
“I am going to ask Monica to come with me, so it’s like a double date. That way I keep Angela for myself and Monica can keep Bob.”
“Monica?”, the name fell as a surprised yell from your lips, “Why not me?”
Joey let out a scoff as if you were asking the stupidest question he ever heard, “Well, you and Angela do not get along well… And also I don’t think Bob is going to be your type.”
The last sentence made you raise your eyebrows and you crossed your arms in front of your chest. A tiny voice inside your head was telling you to not dwell on his remark and leave instead before you do something that can ruin your friendship forever. However, your bruised ego could not handle Joey having the last word in this.
“What do you even know about “my type”? For all you know, Bob may be exactly the man of my dreams.”
“Yeah, right”, he laughed under his nose, directing his attention toward the sandwich Gunther just brought, “The guy is a dog food tester. How can that be your soulmate?”
“Well once I thought my soulmate is always an out-of-job actor”, you stomped towards the coat hanger, grabbing your coat and purse, “So how much worse can a dog tester be?”
Without sparing even a glance towards them, you made your way outside, ignoring Chandler’s calls. You didn’t know where you were going or what were you going to do. All you knew is you just need to be alone.
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A few days passed since your and Joey’s argument and you have not seen each other since. Despite your friends telling you it is valid to feel the way you feel, you couldn’t help but feel guilty about the way you reacted. It was unreasonable to expect that he would not pursue a woman he clearly had feelings for, just because of your opinion of her. You wanted him to be happy, even if it was with someone who was not you.
Still, it hurt. Not only the idea of him being to another woman but also the fact that you certainly ruined your friendship. You did not realize what slipped past your lips before you left the coffee shop that day till Chandler came to your apartment later and informed you of the talk he and Joey just had.
The actor did hear you and did put two and two together “surprisingly quickly”, as Chandler described it, which lead to a big argument between the two. On one hand, Joey thought it was unacceptable that you kept this secret for so long from him, instead of just talking. On the other hand, Chandler thought he was judging you unfairly and was unhappy with the fact that Joey still went ahead with the date with Angela.
It seemed that everyone heard about what happened the same day, as later that night Rachel, Ross, and Phoebe all showed up with some Chinese takeaway and five boxes of ice cream. You appreciate that they all showed up for you, but you could not shake away the tight feeling of anxiousness in your chest. You needed to know how the date went and if Joey and Angela were back together, and the only way to find out was to speak to Monica.
Now, finally being the weekend, both of you were off work and eager to catch up with each other. Sitting on the floor in her living room, you ate homemade biscuit cake and spilled gossip about the events from the past week.
“I would’ve never agreed to go with him if I knew all the details” Monica exclaimed, “He told me they were siblings. And I did believe him, till I saw her tongue in his ear. It was disgusting!”
You choked a laugh and quickly covered your mouth, trying to keep the food inside. Apparently, Joey told Monica Bob was Angela’s brother in order to convince her to go on a double date with them. And while they did manage to break the “happy” couple and keep the pieces to themselves, Monica was far from impressed by Bob’s performance in bed and has decided to not see him anymore. Listening to her detailed story from that night, you could not judge her at all.
You finally swallowed your bite and were about to respond, when the door opened, and the man you least wanted to see came into the kitchen.
“Hey Monica, I know you said to not bother you tonight, but we have no beers left and… Y/N?!”
Joey froze in his place next to the fridge, his eyes dancing between you and the dark-haired woman. Monica has told them to stay away from her flat earlier, but he has just assumed she was having a date over. He definitely did not expect to see you.
“Y/N, um… What are you… uhm.. doing here?”, he shuttered and you had to bite your lip in order to stop a smile from spreading on your face. Flustered Joey was a rare, but cute sight.
You quickly jumped on your feet and grabbed your bag from the sofa, giving an awkward smile.
“I was just about to go, actually”, you turned towards Monica and pulled her into a hug, “I will catch up with you soon. Bye, Mon! Bye, Joey!”
You hurried towards the door without sparing your friends a second glance and were almost down the stairs when you heard heavy steps behind you and felt a hand pulling you back by your wrist. You stumbled back, almost losing your balance, before another hand wrapped around your shoulder in order to stable you.
You looked up only to come face-to-face with Joey, who was staring at you with wide eyes. He was so close his breaths were hitting your face like a warm breeze and almost closed your eyes, trying to save the feeling of closeness in your mind.
“Y/N…”, he whispered, “Listen, I…”
“Yes?”, you tried to push him to finish a sentence, eager to hear what he has to say. There were a million and one things you wanted to tell him, but how could you after you threw away years of friendship in just a few seconds of pure rage? You were simply not ready to talk about it yet.
But did not stop you from trying to hear what he has to say.
“I made a mistake. I should have never gone out with Angela.”
There was a skip of your hearbeat. Were you dreaming? You were sure you did get up from your bed morning, but then again the only times Joet was saying the words 'mistake' and a girl's name in one sentence it was in only in your imagination.
You furrowed your eyebrows and were ready to argue that the only person in this hallway who made a mistake was you, but before you can start talking, he pressed his finger to your lips, shushing you.
“No, let me finish”, he moved his hand away, “I have… I have prepared this speech for a while.”
He got silent for a minute, moving his eyes away from you and focusing on the floor instead.
“I have been in love with you pretty much since the day we met. Your smile, your wit, your beauty… I have never seen another woman like you. And I know you think I didn’t like you, because I’ve never made a move, but I was so scared… You know? And I was trying to forget you by seeking someone else, but I could never do it. All I ever wanted was you. Which hurt, because I knew that I will never be good enough for you and-“
His words were interrupted by your lips on his. A wave of electricity passed through your whole body and you could swear your feet became jelly. His arms circled your waist, pressing you against his hard chest.
It lasted only a few seconds before you both pulled away with wide eyes. With uneven breathing, you pressed your forehead against his, enjoying the warmth of his hands on your lower back. A small smile broke on your lips and Joey mirrored it.
“Wanna do it again?”, he asked, giving you a wink.
“Absolutely”, you whispered before catching his mouth with yours again.
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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.
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Nothing But A Dream (Chandler Bing x reader)
Kinkmas Day 3: wet dream + begging
A/N: day 3! This was such a pleasure for me to write, bottom Chandler means the world to me
Warnings: SMUT, gender neutral reader, top reader, bottom Chandler
As Chandler tossed and turned in his bed, desperate for a good night's sleep, he dreamt of you.
You were riding him, your hand gently pressed against his throat. Your mouth whispered the dirtiest things in his ear between the kisses you were pressing to his jaw.
"Do you like that, baby? Do you like it when I ride you? Hm?"
He looked up at you through hooded lashes, so drunk on all the attention you were giving him he couldn't even form a proper sentence in response.
"Aw, you're so cute."
In the back of his mind he knew it wasn't real; it couldn't be. There's no way someone as breathtaking and extraordinary as you would ever see him as anything more than just a friend.
But something about the dream felt so real, almost as if you really were on top of him, dragging your hands up and down his chest while you commented on how pretty he was.
Part of his mind was screaming at him for his perverted thoughts (how could he be having a sex dream about one of his best friends and not feel guilty?) while another part was telling him that he should calm down and just enjoy it while it lasts.
After all, there's no possible way for them to find out unless he explicitly tells them, and it's not like that'll ever happen, so what's the harm?
Chandler gave in to his taboo desires, cupping your face with his hands so he could pull you down for a gentle yet passionate kiss.
"Please," he said after the two of you broke apart, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Please what, sweetheart? I'm gonna need you to be a bit more specific than that," you replied, smirking at the way he whined at you.
"Please, please, let me cum," he begged, his hands now at his side, tightly gripping the bedsheets.
"Hmm." You pretended to think about it as you sat back on his cock. "No, I don't think so."
He whined. "But why not?"
"Because only good boys get to cum, and I don't think you've been a good boy, now have you?"
"I have, I promise I have!" He said, trying to convince you, but he could tell by the look in your eyes that it wasn't working.
"Have you, though? I mean, you're literally fantasizing about having sex with me right now. I'd say that qualifies as a bad boy, wouldn't you?"
"No, I- it was an accident, I promise! It'll never happen again!"
By this point he was close to tears. You hadn't stopped moving completely, but it wasn't fast enough to properly satisfy him, and he was getting impatient.
You let out a chuckle. "Okay, as long as you promise."
You began to move quicker, and he threw his head back against the pillows as he let out a moan so loud he was certain it would have woken up the entire apartment building had it been happening in real life.
Leaning closer to him, you kissed his neck before saying one final command.
"Cum for me, baby."
Chandler jolted awake, his boxers feeling damp and sticky. He sighed as he rolled over and tried to fall back asleep. Maybe one day his dreams would become a reality.
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Rachel green x male!reader - perfect together
Hiii, how are you doing? I wanted request a Rachel green x male reader story in which she starts dating Monica's and Ross' younger brother (he'd be the youngest Geller being 21) and Ross is jealous that his ex is dating his little brother. Just write it if you like the idea lol, thanks! - @benjibing 💜
You were still fascinated by the city, even though you had been there for nearly a year, there was still so much you hadn’t seen or done.
You didn’t have much free time to start with, most of it was spent working and trying to get through your course work.
Which was why you spent a lot of your time swapping from staying with your brother to staying with your sister, just couch surfing between their places until you could get a place of your own for a good price.
It was how you met all their friends, got to hang out with them every now and then, and it was how you caught the eye of Rachel.
Normally she would have just looked right past you, saw you as nothing more than a friend, and at first she did, but when she came to you crying her eyes out over everything that had happened between her and Ross, you just held her as she cried.
You didn’t defend your brother, you didn’t offer any sort of advice or force her to talk about it, you just sat her on your couch, holding her and letting her cry into your shoulder.
That’s when she began to see you different, and it just kept going from there, she noticed how polite and respectful you were, you were a proper gentleman around her.
Maybe that’s why she was standing in front of you now, after having a rough date, extremely drunk, a slight grin on her face.
“Rachel, what brings you by?” You asked.
You stepped aside to let her into your apartment, closing the door as she entered.
“I think you should go on a date with me!” She beamed.
You laughed a little bit, placing your hand on her shoulder.
“I think you’ve had a little too much to drink.”
“No! No come on!”
Smiling softly, you placed your hand on her shoulder, guiding her to your room, getting out some spare clothes you set them down on the bed.
“Get changed, I’ll come through soon, then we can talk, yeah?”
Rachel huffed a little bit nodded her head.
You didn’t go back into the room that night, you closed the door and left her in there while you slept on the couch instead.
You woke up early to make breakfast, and set her plate down as you picked up some of your papers while she padded through.
“Water and headache medicine are on the table next to your breakfast, and I washed your jacket because I have no clue what you spilt on it but it was gross.”
“I want to say tequila but at this point I’m not even sure…”
You laughed a little, looking up from your papers.
“Do you remember why you came here?”
Rachel thought for a moment, trying to figure out through her hungover state why she came to her apartment but she shook her head.
You nodded, sitting down at the table with your coffee as you set your papers down.
“Do you know why I came here?” She asked.
“Yup, but I’m not going to tell you. I’m not sure if you want to know why.”
“Oh god… what did I do…?”
“You came in, told me something, then I sent you to bed and that was that.”
Rachel looked up at you.
“What did I say?”
You just grinned a little bit at her, but refused to say anything.
“Keep thinking, maybe it’ll come to you.”
Getting up, you took her empty cup, taking it over to the coffee pot.
“Oh god…”
You looked over to see her looking mortified.
“(Y/N) I am so sorry! I.. I just… oh god.. I’m just going to go…”
Walking over to her, you set her cup down and you took a few steps away from her.
“So you remember?”
She awkwardly nodded her head.
“I’m flattered by your statement, and dont get me wrong Rach, you are absolutely stunning, you’re so beautiful and anybody would be lucky to go on a date with you. But I’m younger than you, you’re my sisters best friend and my brothers ex.”
“No! No I know! Oh my god…”
You smiled softly at her.
“You deserve somebody who will treat you right Rachel, my brother clearly isn’t that guy, but there’s so many other guys out there.”
“I know.. it.. it’s just hard.. you think somebody is the right one and then it all messes up… or.. or they’re just not a good person…”
“You’ll find that person.”
Rachel nodded her head.
She hasn’t ever been turned before, and she had definitely never been turned down in such a polite and respectful way, but she understood.
“If you still want me to go on a date with me, then ask again in a few months, think about this. Because you’re amazing Rachel, I just want you to know if this is what you want or not.”
So she thought about it, for months, sitting in the idea of asking you out on a date.
She was so used to people asking her that she had never considered the possibility of her having to ask somebody.
But here you were, giving her full freedom with it all.
You were leaving ever choice in her hands, letting her decide where all of this was going to go.
Finally she had made up her mind, she made her way back to your apartment and knocked on the door, waiting for you to answer.
“I think we should go on a date.” She said.
You smiled brightly, grabbing your jacket from behind the door and your keys, pulling your door shut behind you.
You swung your jacket on, and you held your arm out to her.
“I know just the place, let’s go.”
“Like right now?”
“Are you busy?”
“Well no… I.. I just thought maybe you needed time to think about this?”
“Nope, no thinking needed. How does Italian sound?”
“You thought about this?”
You led Rachel down the stairs and opened to door for her, then returned your arm to her once you were both out in the street.
“Of course I have, I mean I’d be pretty stupid if I didn’t.”
That’s how you two started seeing each other.
What started as just a few casual dates turned into a blooming relationship that nobody else knew about.
Rachel didn’t want the others to know too soon, she was worried about what they would think, especially Monica and Ross, and you were okay keeping it on the down low.
You just liked being with her, so if she wanted to keep it hidden you were okay with that too.
It just meant most of the days she spent her time at your apartment if she could, usually on a weekday claiming she was working late.
Today was one of those days where she told everybody she was working late, and she walked into your apartment to find you fast asleep on the couch.
Laughing a little, she set her things down, kicked her shoes off and padded over, laying herself down between you and the back of the couch.
“Try again…” you mumbled.
You moved your arm, wrapping it around her, letting her manoeuvre herself so she was laid on your chest instead.
You smiled as you felt her press a kiss to your jaw, and you lifted your head a little, leaning down so you could kiss her properly.
After a moment you pulled away, placing one hand on the small of her back, the other on her head, gently messaging her scalp.
“How was your day?” You whispered.
She let out a noise of annoyance.
“I swear if it could go wrong today it did! I mean it was ridiculous! How hard can it be for somebody to order one specific fabric!”
Rachel began to ramble about her day, and you lay there listening to her.
When she was done, she let out a heavy sigh.
“Sorry…”
“Don’t be sorry, I get it. You had a stressful day, you know? You have to get it all out of your system, rant about it, yell about it, whatever you’d like.”
“God you’re so perfect…”
You laughed a little bit.
“I’m far from perfect Rach, but you on the other hand are absolutely divine.”
Rachel buried her face into your chest, and you snickered a little, pulling the blanket from the back of the couch to cover you both up.
“But, you have tomorrow off, and so do I, so you know what that means?” You asked.
“I have to go home?”
You hummed a little bit.
“Nope, it means that there’s a fair going on that has our names on it, what do you think? We can eat that weird food the sell, and you can watch me fail horribly at winning you prizes and then give me kisses out of pity for my terrible aim.”
This made her laugh a little bit.
“Well, I just can’t say no to watching you embarrass yourself for me.”
You grinned proudly.
“Of course you can’t, I’m adorable!”
“Oh yeah you keep telling yourself that.”
“Ouch, wow. Who thought my girlfriend would be so mean to me.”
Rachel smiled, resting her head on your shoulder instead, and you smiled softly, closing your eyes.
Both of you fell asleep there, neither of you had the effort to get up and move, which was a mistake on both your parts.
You hadn’t heard your door opening, but you did hear the hushed voices, and Rachel whisper yelling at somebody.
“Darling, I feel like whisper yelling isn’t as affective as actual yelling.”
“(Y/N)!”
You opened your eyes and turned your head to see her stood there with your sister.
“Oh…”
“Seriously? My best friend?” Monica asked.
You grinned sheepishly and sat up, watching as Rachel paced back and forth, running a hand down her face.
“I would say sorry but I’d be lying.”
“Is this where she keeps sneaking off to?”
“Oh my god Mon please! Please drop it!” Rachel begged.
“I just found you asleep with my brother! Don’t you remember what the other brother did?!”
“Of course I do Mon! But I.. I mean (Y/N) he’s.. he’s different.. he makes me happy..”
Monica looked between you both.
Rachel walked over, sitting next to you and you wrapped the blanket around her shoulders, letting her lean into your side.
“Like it or not Monica this is happening, I love you, you’re my sister, but you can’t control who I date. I’m going to keep seeing Rachel.”
“I know because you’re as stubborn as anything…”
Monica looked at you both and she grinned a little.
“Tell me everything!”
“Yeah, that’s my cue to leave.”
You stood up, giving Rachel a quickly kiss, and you took Monica’s jacket from her as you left the room.
You didn’t want to be part of whatever gossip they were going to do.
You went for a shower, changed into some clean clothes, made them both breakfast, and began to sort through your work.
“Mon we’re going to the fair! You want to come or can we actually go alone?!” You called.
“No I have work!”
You made your way back into the living room.
“I’ll drop you at your apartment, come on you two gossip birds.”
You took them back to their apartment and sat on the back of the couch while you waited for Rachel.
The door was opened and you grinned a little at your brother.
“Hey big bro, what’s up?”
“I was actually looking for Rachel, is she here?”
You nodded your head, standing up as he walked further in.
“She’s in her room right now.”
“Thanks, why’re you here? No work?”
“Day off actually. I’m dropping Monica off at work first though.”
Ross nodded and you both just stood there chatting away.
Rachel’s door opened and you looked over to see her coming out in a dressing gown, holding up a white and a blue dress.
“Honey, which dress should I wear?” Rachel asked.
“Honey?” Ross asked.
“Ross?!”
“Oh crap…” you whispered.
You quickly walked over to Rachel, and you stood in front of her, your back hiding her form from your brother.
He looked furious.
“Ross…”
“You’re dating Rachel?! My ex?!”
You turned to Rachel.
“The white one looks perfect on your darling, go get dressed, I’ll talk to him…”
She nodded her head, pressing a kiss to your shoulder blade.
“Good luck…”
She went back in her room and closed the door.
“Look Ross, I get it okay, you’re pissed, I’m dating your ex. But I never asked her out, okay? She asked me, I gave her that choice, and you have no right to be pissed at her when you cheated on her.”
“We were on a break!”
You shook your head.
“Nah, you cheated on her, even if it was ages ago, you still did it. You can’t be getting all pissed at her for looking for something new. Come on man, you know I’ll look after her.”
“She’s my ex! You’re my brother!”
“I love her Ross! Okay?! I love her, and I’m going to do right by her unlike you!”
Ross stormed over and he stood right in front of you, fury in his eyes.
“You can’t see her.”
“You don’t control who she or I date Ross. I don’t care if you’re okay with this it’s happening. You want to hit me? Go for it. I don’t care.”
He clenched his jaw, and you heard Rachel’s door open again.
Looking over, you immediately smiled softly at her, eyes lighting up with pure happiness when you saw her step out in the dress you chose.
She looked a little nervous.
“You look so beautiful…” you whispered.
Walking over, you placed your hand on the side of her face, leaning down to kiss her forehead.
“Absolute perfection…”
“Really? It’s not too much for a fair…?”
“No, no it’s perfect.”
She smiled gently at you, rushing over to Monica’s room for something, and you turned to Ross.
He still seemed furious, but his face softened up a little bit.
“Hate it all you want Ross, I’m sorry but this is happening.”
Rachel walked out of your sisters room with her, and you walked to the kitchen to get a bottle of water.
Ross made his way over to Rachel.
“You’re dating my brother?! Seriously?! Just to get back at me?!” He hissed.
“What?! No!”
Rachel stepped back from him.
“Ross how dare you! How could you even think such a thing!”
Rachel began tearing up a little at the accusation.
“I would never use your brother like that! I’m with him because he.. he’s so different from all the other men! He actually cares, and he loves me for me!”
Rachel took a deep breath, wiping a few tears from her face.
“I would never use anybody, how dare you say anything like that.”
Rachel stormed away from him, and she tapped your shoulder.
Turning around, you saw her face and immediately wrapped your arms around her, letting her bury her face into your chest.
You looked over at Ross, narrowing your eyes a little as he stared at you in jealousy.
He was never okay with Rachel dating other people, he thought he still stood a chance, but now he realised he didn’t. He didn’t stand a chance against you, you were everything Rachel deserved and more
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18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI
warnings: swearing
Yawning, I shuffled into the kitchen. I ran a hand through my hair and ruffled it, hoping it looked better than it felt. The sound of a door closing had me spinning around slowly.
“Morning.” Chandler smiled at me and walked over to hug me quickly before grabbing the cereal. “Sleep well?” I let out another yawn as I sat down at the counter.
“Yeah. I always sleep better when I’m here.” I propped my head in my hand and watched him get us breakfast. “It’s like when I use you as a pillow my insomnia goes away completely.” I gave him a tired smile as a bowl was put in front of me.
“Well I’m glad to hear that.” He leaned against the counter and we ate in a comfortable silence. When I finished up, I got up and started doing the dishes. “You don’t have to do that. Joey or I will get them later.” I laughed as chandler put his bowl in the sink and wrapped his arms around me, chin propped on my shoulder.
“We both know you wouldn’t.” Chandler scoffed in my ear. “You two will leave this here until Monica comes over and let her do all the dishes that have piled up over the week.” I leaned back briefly in his embrace before putting the dishes out to dry.
“I’m not saying you’re right but…” chandler teased. I laughed as I turned around in his arms. “Alright alright. You’re right.”
“There we go.” I joked as I kissed his cheek. Chandlers eyes closed and a smile grew on his face. “Any plans tonight?”
“Yeah. If you’re up for it, we could always…” chandler leaned forward and put his forehead against mine. “Move you in here?” My eyes widened in shock.
“Really?” I asked. Chandler nodded. “Even after you chased Janice down the street trying to get her to agree to a drawer in your dresser?” He nodded again. “You’re serious about this. Oh crap. You’re really serious about this.” Chandler smiled at me as I broke away from him and started to pace around the apartment.
“(Y/N) I’m dead serious about this. You spend all your time here anyway. Joey adores you. I love you.” Chandler walked over and gently rubbed his hands down my arms. “You sleep better here and that may change once you actually move in here but all I’m hearing are reasons why this would work.” I looked into his eyes and let out a deep breath.
“Let’s do it.” I breathed out. I gripped onto chandlers arms and nodded. “I’ll move in.” He kissed my cheek and pulled me into his room so we could get ready to box up my apartment.
#Chandler bing#chandler bing fanfic#chandler imagine#chandler bing imagine#chandler bing x reader#chandler bing fanfiction#matthew perry imagine#matthew perry x reader#matthew perry fanfic#matthew perry fanfiction#matthew perry#friends#friends fanfic#friends fanfiction#friends imagine#friends x reader
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Bing Bong Bing;
So I’ve seen a bunch of friends fics being written and I thought I’d give it a go so voila enjoy x
Summary - awaking in the middle of the night draws a fear to you, only for your best friend to find out your well kept secret
Pairing - Chandler Bing x Monica’s roommate!Reader
Warnings - dangerous use of frying pans, secret relationships
A racket reverberated from the kitchen, echoing through the hall and there was no doubt someone outside. You couldn’t help but walk out of your room which was next to Monica’s and plod through the living space through the dead of night, all to witness your roommate holding a frying pan suspiciously and Chandler cradling the crown of his head.
“What is going on here?” You groggily asked, screwing your eyebrows up at the situation, not knowing all too well how to intake the scene given the fact that you were still half asleep and wishing to god that all things remained sealed by any lips present. “Don’t tell me you hit Chandler with the pan Mon!”
“No I’m just holding my head for an entirely different reason and Monica hit somebody else on the head with it.” Monica had her arms crossed as she looked between the pair of you, her senses picking up on evidence of panic that was slowly growing from you as you awoke to an understanding state.
“Anything you wanna tell me y/n?” She asked, tucking her weapon of choice behind her elbow as she quirked a brow at you and crossed her arms. You could only imagine how her cooks responded to her but you weren’t ready to give in so easily, she’d have to cook you a little longer.
“I mean if it were Joey at least he wouldn’t be able to lose any more brain cells.” You offered with a sly smile, earning a eye roll from the younger Geller sibling. Chandler huffed, asking if anybody was going to fetch him something to ice his injury with before he walked to the freezer himself.
“About why Chandler was sneaking in at this time y/n? Got any ideas on that?” You bit your bottom lip for a second as you thought before the perfect excuse rang through your brain that hadn’t been rattled by a metal utensil or at least yet. You’d have to remember to leave your key at home if you went over to Chandler and Joeys otherwise you’d be caught red handed all again.
“Um I reckon he snuck in to steal food like he always does.” You shrugged causing Monica to silently turn to your male friend in question to see if that was really the reason.
“I’ve stolen food now to ice the lump that is gonna expand from my scalp.” He gestured to the bag of peas that he was holding to his head. “But yes I came here to get food because I love food, food is beautiful and I never want to spend a second away from food. I can’t sleep without food beside me because I worry about food and if I were in the same apartment as food I’d do the same thing to protect food if someone was trying to break in as Monica just did!” He exasperated breathing heavy from the metaphorical rant that he had just spoken.
“Food loves you too Chan.” You spoke, understanding all that he was putting across and as you had said that a weight was lifted from his very chest. “And food is sorry that Monica hit you with the frying pan.”
“Something tells me we’re not talking about food. I’m a chef and even I’m not this attached to it, I get it. You love him you love her, and you didn’t want anyone to know about this little affair behind closed doors, not even me…”
“Mon come on, it’s not like I didn’t want you to know, your my best friend of course I wanted you to. But-“
“Enjoy your food, I’ll see you guys in the morning.” She put the frying pan on the side and walked to her room leaving you and Chandler alone after the two of you had confessed your love for each other.
“Maybe next time I’ll get a takeaway at my place.” He suggested causing you to laugh as he walked closed and as he did so you grabbed the bag of peas and held them in place for him. “You know she’ll forgive you she’s just mad you didn’t tell her, all with pass and you’ll be as tight as magnets again.”
“Or as close as that frying pan was on your head.”
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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
#monica geller#rachel green#phoebe buffay#ross geller#chandler bing#joey tribbiani#headcanon#fanfiction#friends tv show#friends imagine#monica geller x fem reader#monica geller x reader#wlw#wlw fanfiction
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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.
#monica geller#monica geller imagine#monica geller x reader#friends#friends imagine#friends x reader
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Taylor Swift Prompt List
Hello all! I have been severely lacking inspiration, but after listening to Taylor Swift for a while, I wanted to create a prompt list with some Taylor Swift songs.
So please request away! And if there are other taylor swift songs that are not on this list please feel free!
Debut
Tim McGraw: "When you think Tim McGraw I hope you think of me"
Picture To Burn: "As far as I'm concerned, you're just another picture to burn"
Should've Said No: "You should've said no, you should've gone home
You should've thought twice 'fore you let it all go
You should've known that word
'Bout what you did with her'd get back to me (Get back to me)"
Fearless
Fearless: " You take my hand and drag me head first, fearless
And I don't know why but with you, I'd dance
In a storm in my best dress, fearless"
Love Story: "Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone
I'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess
It's a love story, baby, just say, "Yes""
Hey Stephen: "Cause I can't help it if you look like an angel
Can't help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain so
Come feel this magic I've been feeling since I met you
Can't help it if there's no one else
Mmm, I can't help myself"
You Belong with Me: "If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along, so why can't you see?
You belong with me, you belong with me"
Speak Now
Mine: "You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter
You are the best thing that's ever been mine"
Back To December: "So this is me swallowing my pride
Standin' in front of you sayin', "I'm sorry for that night""
The Story Of Us: " Now, I'm standin' alone in a crowded room
And we're not speakin'
And I'm dyin' to know
Is it killin' you like it's killin' me?"
Red
I Knew You Were Trouble: "Cause I knew you werе trouble when you walked in
So shamе on me now"
All Too Well: "And you call me up again
Just to break me like a promise
So casually cruel in the name of being honest"
We Are Never Getting Back Together: "We are never, evеr, ever gettin' back togеther"
I Bet You Think About Me: "I bet you couldn't believe
When you realized I'm harder to forget than I was to leave
And I bet you think about me"
1989
Style: "Say you'll remember me
Standin' in a nice dress
Starin' at the sunset, babe
Red lips and rosy cheeks
Say you'll see me again
Even if it's just in your
Wildest dreams"
Now That We Don't Talk: "I call my mom, she said that it was for the best
Remind myself, the morе I gave, you'd want me less
I cannot bе your friend, so I pay the price of what I lost
And what it cost, now that we don't talk"
reputation
End Game: "I wanna be your end game (End game)
I wanna be your first string (First string)
I wanna be your A-Team (A-Team)
I wanna be your end game, end game"
Don't Blame Me: "Don't blame me, love made me crazy
If it doesn't, you ain't doin' it right"
Delicate: "My reputation's never been worse, so
You must like me for me
(Yeah, I want you) We can't make
Any promises now, can we, babe?
But you can make me a drink"
Gorgeous: "You're so gorgeous
I can't say anything to your face
'Cause look at your face (Gorgeous)
And I'm so furious
At you for makin' me feel this way
But what can I say? You're gorgeous"
Dress: "Only bought this dress so you could take it off"
New Year's Day: "Don’t read the last page
But I stay when it's hard or it's wrong or we're makin’ mistakes
I want your midnights
But I'll be cleanin' up bottles with you on New Year's Day"
Lover
I Forgot That You Existed: "I forgot that you existed
And I thought that it would kill me, but it didn't"
Lover: "I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover
My heart's been borrowed and yours has been blue
All's well that ends well to end up with you
Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover"
Paper Rings: "I like shiny things, but I'd marry you with paper rings"
Cornelia Street: "And I hope I never lose you, hope it never ends
I'd never walk Cornelia Street again
That's the kinda heartbreak time could never mend
I'd never walk Cornelia Street again"
Daylight: "I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you
I don't wanna think of anything else now that I thought of you
I've been sleepin' so long in a twenty-year dark night
And now I see daylight, I only see daylight"
Folklore
The 1: "But it would've been fun
If you would've been the one"
Peace: "All these people think love's for show
But I would die for you in secret
The devil's in the details, but you got a friend in me
Would it be enough if I could never give you peace?"
Evermore
Tolerate It: "If it's all in my head, tell me now
Tell me I've got it wrong somehow
I know my love should be celebrated
But you tolerate it"
Happiness: "There'll be happiness after you
But there was happiness because of you
Both of these things can be true
There is happiness"
Midnights
Midnight Rain: "He wanted it comfortable, I wanted that pain
He wanted a bride, I was making my own name
Chasing that fame, he stayed the same
All of me changed like midnight"
Bejeweled: "Best believe I'm still bejeweled
When I walk in the room
I can still make the whole place shimmer"
Mastermind: "What if I told you none of it was accidental?
And the first night that you saw me
Nothing was gonna stop me"
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Dating Chandler Bing Would Include
You’d know Chandler from when you were little.
And he would definitely have a crush on you.
But he was awkward and nerdy and he never dreamed that you would like him.
And you’d bump into each other years later.
And he’d be a nervous wreck.
‘So, I mean, do you….I mean..do you drink coffee?’ ‘Chandler are you asking me out?’ ‘Well if I mean.’ ‘Yes.’
Your first date would be coffee.
With the whole gang watching on.
You’d kiss him first.
Leaving him flustered.
You’d call him first because he’s got some stupid ideas about ‘the rules of dating’.
So you’d have to take charge.
Dates would include restaurant dinners and museum days out.
He’s so cute when you’re alone. He loves holding your hand or having you sit on his lap.
He loves cuddling you in bed in the morning.
And he’s good in bed but he constantly needs reassurance.
He’s definitely into being praised.
But he hates when you coddle him in public
‘Thanks baby.’ ‘Funny I thought I was an adult man.’ ‘Well, you weren’t acting like an adult last night when-‘ ‘Ohhhkay.’
Around other people, his walls go up.
And after a while, that would grate on you.
Your first big fight would be a doozy.
And he’d be terrified you’d dump him.
But you tell him you love him too much.
And that he needs to be a little more open.
He'd try because he loves you.
The gang would love you.
And they’d love that you could match him toe to toe with sarcasm.
You’d be together a long while before you’d decide to move in together.
He’s definitely a good boyfriend.
He’s neat and tidy.
You never have to grumble at him (but that’s because he’s been looking after himself and Joey for so long).
And he’d worry about leaving Joey.
So you’d make sure he was always looked after.
Frozen meals in his freezer.
Setting up all his direct payments so he’d never have to worry.
And you would remind him that around you he didn’t have to be the one in charge of everything.
And bit by bit he’d open up.
Without the joking and sarcasm.
You already knew Nora & Charles so you had a better insight than most.
And you’d encourage him to try and speak to them a bit more.
Which would make him realise you were his family.
And he wanted to marry you.
Asking you to marry you would have him anxious as hell.
He’d pick the perfect ring.
But like with asking you out he’d trip over himself.
‘What I’m trying to say. I mean.’ ‘Yes.’
And every big event would cause him to panic. Every relationship milestone the tension would build until he erupted.
But you can always talk him down.
Because you make the perfect team.
THIS IS PART OF MY CHRISTMAS CHALLENGE. I’LL BE POSTING AN IMAGINE EVERDAY FROM 1ST - 25TH DECEMBER. THIS AND ALL IMAGINES WILL BE UPLOADED IN THE LINK POSTED DAY BY DAY.
ADVENT CALENDAR OF IMAGINES
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The one where Chandler & Y/N end up having a fake baby
Pairing: Chandler Bing x f!reader
Warnings: reader is a little bit of a bi*ch in the beginning, but other than that no <3
Author's note: loosely based on “The One With The East German Laundry Detergent” (only in the beginning); also I know I have been a little bit inactive here, but requests are open.
"So, Saturday night, the big night, date night, Saturday night, Sat-ur-day night!"
Chandler's excited voice sounded behind you, before he jumped next to the sofa, almost tripping while doing his little dance. You, Phoebe, Ross, Joey and Monica looked at him from your place around the sofa, before exchanging a knowing look between yourselves. As always, the weekend got Chandler way too excited to not do anything and spend his entire day hanging out at the coffee house, before he gets home so he can watch "Baywatch".
"No plans, huh?", Joey asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Not a one", Bing sighed, taking a seat at the empty chair next to the bar. A sudden thought entered your mind and you bit your lip, trying to suppress your smirk.
"Not even, say, breaking up with Janice?", you asked innocently, before bringing the cup of already cold cappuccino to your lips. He gave you annoyed look and you bashed your lashes at him, trying to ignore Ross' snickering next you.
"Oh right... right...", the brunette man murmured under his breath, his finger moving up and down, as if he was mentally calculating the priority of the said task in his imaginary "to-do list". Suddenly his eyes widened, before he jumped on his chair and extended his arms towards you.
"Shut up" he almost yelled through a wide smile, before slumping back to his original position with a scowl on his face.
It was not a secret that while they have been dating for months, Chandler and Janice's relationship was questionable... to everyone. What was supposed to be a one night stand ended in a rapidly progressing relationship, in which Chandler has been trying to break things off almost every week, so far unsuccessfully (apart from that one weekend a few months ago). While all of his friends were showing sympathy at the beginning, you couldn't help but feel bad for Janice too. Sure, she was loud and annoying, and overly excited about everything, but she was also clearly in love with your best friend.
"Chandler, nobody likes breaking up with someone", Monica tried to reason, putting her coffee down on the table, "You just gotta do it."
The man rolled his eyes, before opening and closing his mouth a few times, trying to find the best words to describe his reasons for trying to avoid meeting with Janice today.
"No, I know, but it's just so hard, you know? I mean, you're sitting there with her, she has no idea what's happening, and then you finally get up the courage to do it, and there's the horrible awkward moment when you've handed her the note."
You almost spit your coffee at his last words, and you had to get a few back rubs from Joey in order to be able to get a gulp of fresh air. Crossing your arms in front of your chest, you eyed Chandler with suspicion.
"I can't believe you!", you exclaimed, lifting your hands in front of your face, "Are you not feeling at least a little bit bad for her? You've been stringing her along for months. She deserves to know the truth."
"Stringing her along?", he bit back, looking at you in disbelief, "She has been holding me hostage for months. There is a slight difference there, Y/N."
You opened your mouth to reply but the words stopped in your mouth once you felt Ross's warm hand on yours. He shook his head in a "no" motion, silently telling you that no matter what you say, you won't be able to reason with your friend.
From all of the people in the group, you knew Ross and Chandler the longest. Ross was one of your best friends during college and Chandler was... well, Chandler. He was a good and funny guy, yet your friendship never really evolved in anything past the stage of acquaintances. While you spend time together with everyone else, you never hang out alone and you if by any chance you meet on the street or in the coffee house, you have nothing more than a short casual chat about the weather or today's news.
It was not that you did not like Chandler. He was kind, good-looking, smart and with an amazing sense of humor. You even had a crush on him for a whole year after you met him, despite his weirdly styled hair. However, his commitment issues and inability to stay serious in any type of situation quickly made you realize that there is zero chance for something to happen between you and you are better off as just friends. Chandler has also never really showed any interest in you, other than jokingly flirting with you every now and then, but he did that with everyone so you never read into it too much.
Sensing the awkward silence, Joey was the first to break it by giving his typical advice.
"Why do you have to break up with her?", he raised his shoulders and looked between all of you, as if searching for your support, "Be a man, just stop calling."
You, Phoebe and Monica let out a groan in unison, rolling your eyes at him. While comments like this did stop bothering you a long time ago, you were feeling obliged to show your dissatisfaction at some of his relationship opinions.
Chandler looked at him for a few seconds, his mind deep in thought, but then shook his head, before looking at the rest of the group for help.
"Oh, I know, I know!", Phoebe jumped up and down of the sofa, while clapping her hands, "Y/N can join you."
Your eyes widened and you turned towards her, ready to protest, but were interrupted by Chandler, who looked more annoyed than shocked.
"Oh, thanks, but I think she'd feel like we're gangin' up on her."
"Plus", you added, "I wouldn't want to risk ending up in a poly relationship. I mean Janice is fine, but Chandler..."
"Hey!", he pointed at you, "I am a great lover."
"And almost 6 years of friendship, we are still waiting for a reliable source to testify to that statement", you looked towards the ceiling, while tapping your index finger on your chin, "Oh wait... there is none."
The moment you said these words, you felt the feeling of regret washing over you. The comment sounded way funnier in your head, but it came out way harsher than you intended it to be. And judging by the look on Chandler's face, he also didn't find any humor in it.
"Chandler, I..."
"No, no, you're right."
With these words, he stood up and headed towards the door, before slamming it behind him. You felt of the group's eyes on you and for the first time in your life, you wished there will be a sudden earthquake which will open the deepest crack in the floor, where you can spend your remaining days drowning in guilt and misery.
"Wow", Ross muttered, sneakily looking towards Monica, who silently mouthed "I know" at him.
"I don't know why I said that...", you buried your head in your hands and exhaled deeply, "Can this day get any worse than that? I am so sorry guys."
The friends looked at each other and soon they all sat around you on the sofa, embracing your slumped body in their arms. You stayed like that for a few minutes, before you murmured you had to get home. It seems your Saturday was already doomed.
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No matter how hard you tried to take your mind off Chandler, he was the only thing you could think about. The harshness of your words kept ringing inside your head, filling you with guilt.
Why did you even said that? It seems the words escaped your lips, before you even had the chance to think them over. And the worst part was you had no idea how you can make things right. Would he ever speak to you again? Would he even give you the chance to listen to you?
Frustrated with all the questions in your head, you turned off the TV and quickly grabbed your bag and coat. You needed to get out of your apartment and get somewhere where you could have some time to think. Maybe even speak to someone... and what better place to do this than "Central Perk"?
10 minutes later and a hot cup of pumpkin latte, you quickly regretted your decision once Chandler barged through the door. In a minute of panic you quickly ducked at the front of the sofa, hoping that he has not seen you.
"Y/N?"
You cursed under your breath, before lifting your head. Chandler was sitting on the edge of the sofa, looking at you with a slight smirk on his lips.
"Chandler!", you sat on your knees, while brushing your hair on the side, "I did not see you there."
"Strange", he smiled sarcastically, cocking his head to the side, "I wonder if it has something to do with the fact that your head was buried into the carpet."
You let out an awkward chuckle, lifting yourself onto the couch. You licked your lips, trying to gather at least one reasonable excuse for the position he found you in.
"Ha-ha, you see....", you paused, letting out another chuckle, "I was actually... checking for bugs."
"Bugs?", Chandler raised his eyebrows.
"Yes!", you exclaimed, almost too excitedly, "You see I thought something bit me earlier, so I decided to investigate what it was."
The man looked at you for a minute, carefully studying your face in silence. You met his gaze, but soon felt a drop of sweat slowly sliding down your forehead. The intensity of his stare made you shift uncomfortably in your place and you let another awkward chuckle, gathering the courage to speak about what happened earlier.
"Look, Chandler..."
He lifted his palm towards you, stopping your sentence:
"Look, I am not mad. You are right, I do not have great record with women and I know that it is because of me that most of my relationships don't work."
You closed your eyes, letting out a small sign. Without much hesitation, you reached towards one of his hands, wrapping your fingers around it.
"You are an amazing, amazing man, Chandler Bing", you opened your eyelids again, only to find him already staring at you. The sudden eye contact caused a warm feeling to wash over your whole body and you bit your lips in order to stop any inappropriate thought slipping out.
"You are smart, funny, kind and an amazing friend. And while you may not have found your soulmate yet, I know she is one very, very lucky lady. Because I know I would be, if I end up with someone like you."
His fingers squeezed your hand and his body shifted towards you, without breaking eye contact. You gulped, feeling the blood rushing towards your cheeks. You have not seen Chandler like this for years, yet the feeling of his warm skin on yours and his musky perfume made your old feelings rush like a waterfall on you.
"Oh. My. God."
The sudden sound of Janice's voice made you jump apart, resulting with Chandler being on the floor.
"Chandler", Janice exclaimed, looking between both of you, "What is the meaning of this?"
He opened his mouth, but could get nothing more than a groan, so he quickly closed it again. Lifting himself, he opened his arms to his girlfriend, letting out a fake laugh.
"Janice, I am so glad you are here!", he cried, before turning towards the bar, "Can I get an espresso and two lattes over here, please?"
He pushed the dark haired woman towards the sofa, pushing her to sit next to you. You smiled awkwardly at her, putting your bag on your shoulder.
"Nice to see you, Janice! I was just going. Hope you two have a nice.... date?"
You made an attempt to get up, but felt a hand harshly pulling you back down. Looking down, Janice's red nails were firmly wrapped around your wrist, keeping you in place.
"Nuh-uh, missy. I want to know what is going on between you and Chandler."
"Me and Chandler?", you chocked, putting a hand on your chest, "There is nothing going on between us. I don't understand... We are just friends."
She finally let go of your hand, only to cross her arms in front of her chest and squint her eyes at you.
"Really?", her voice suddenly got higher and louder, making you wince, "So you just tell al your friends you would feel lucky if you ended up with them."
"Where is the coffee? Where is the coffee?", Chandler shook on his chair next to you.
You on the other hand could not form even one sentence. Like a mouse trapped in a trap, you could do nothing more than to stare back at her with wide eyes and flushed face. Were you that into Chandler, that you could not see his girlfriend right behind you?
Before you could form any words into your defense, Chandler spoke:
"We are dating. Y/N and I are dating."
Both you and Janice both turned your heads towards him at the same time.
"What?", you said in unison.
"That's right", he nodded, quickly wiping the sweat of his forehead with his shirt sleeve, "We have been dating for six months now."
Janice stared at him in shock for few minutes, before bursting into laughter.
"My little Bing-a-ling!", she grabbed a handful of his cheek, pulling him towards her, "I get it now! This is one of your silly little jokes! You almost got me there!"
He continued laughing, while Chandler's face twisted in pain. His eyes met yours and he mouthed "Help me", while trying to pull away from the woman's grip. You spend a second, considering if that is a good time to leave, but against your better judgement you decide to play along.
"Janice", you grabbed her hand away from Chandler's cheek, turning her towards you, "It is true. Me and Chandler are together."
"But how?", her eyes started to fill with tears, before she turned towards him, "Are you cheating on me?"
"What? NO!"
You quickly glared at Chandler, making him only shake his shoulders in response.
"Then how is this possible?", Janice kept looking between both of you, trying to make sense of the situation.
"She is keeping me hostage", your friend suddenly said, making you roll your eyes. You were trying to go along with his little story but he was making it really, really difficult. You started to wonder if you didn't do a mistake by staying here.
"Hostage?", Janice yelled, getting the attention of a few customers around you. You smiled awkwardly at them, before squeezing her hand once again and giving a warning look to Chandler to keep his mouth shut.
"No, I am not keeping anyone hostage", you assured her, "And we have not told you the full truth."
You took a moment of silence and looked at Chandler for help, but he had his nose buried in his third cup of espresso. Letting out a small sign, you've pulled Janice's hand till it rested on your stomach:
"The truth is... I am pregnant... with Chandler's child."
Your words made him choke on his drink and some of the liquid started dripping out of his nose. Janice looked at you with an open mouth, barely blinking.
"Pregnant?... What... How?"
"Well... You and Chandler were broken up a few months ago and I felt so lonely that I invited him for a movie... Then one thing led to another, and... Boom! I am pregnant."
Finally getting himself together, Chandler took a seat next to Janice and rubbed comforting circles on her shoulder.
"Janice, I am really, really sorry!"
Both of her looked at her shocked form, waiting for her to burst into tears, but surprisingly that never happened. You and your friend exchanged worrying looks, before you cautiously asked:
"Janice, are you okay?"
Shaking her head she gave a thin lipped smile, before turning to Chandler:
"Listen, Bing... I really like you and you are very nice guy, but I don't think it could work out between us. I mean you are going to have a baby with Y/N and I am not ready to be a step-mom. I really hope you understand and I do wish you the best."
She turned towards you:
"To both of you."
With these words she stood up and grabbed her coat, leaving you and Chandler frozen on the sofa. Only once she was out of the door, you relaxed back and let out the breath, which you didn't even know you were holding.
"A baby?", Chandler asked with furrowed eyebrows.
"A hostage?", you asked back, raising yours. Seeing your logic, he nodded his head, before letting out a quiet chuckle: "Oh, freedom does taste niiiceeee."
You let out a laugh, gently packing him on the back. But before you could congratulate him on his new status as a single man, Ross, Monica, Joey, Phoebe and Rachel ran through the door, almost jumping on top of both of you:
"You two are going to have a baby?"
Oh crap.
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requested by: @serenefreakgeek , I sincerely hope you like this ✨🌻💛
pairings: Chandler Bing x reader, Monica Geller x reader (platonic), Joey Tribbiani x reader (platonic), Phoebe Buffay x reader (platonic) etc.
warnings: none
feedbacks are always appreciated!
“So yeah, I think that chocolate chip cookies are the best thing ever” Phoebe said, concluding her speech and taking a bite of the cookie she was eating. It had been a topic of great interest for your friends, deciding which dessert was better than the rest, and you hadn't come to a conclusion yet.
At the moment, you and your friends were at Monica and Rachel's apartment; some sat on the couch, while others had chosen to sit at the kitchen table. You, Chandler and Joey had chosen to sit on the couch, as you found it way more comfortable and relaxing than a wooden chair.
While your friends argued over the dessert thing, you read one of your favourite books at the moment, The picture of Dorian Gray .
“That's not true, Pheebs” Chandler stated, disagreeing with your blonde-haired friend “I mean, shortbread cookies are the best. Even though they taste of pure butter and nothing else, they're better than chocolate chips”. You nodded along to what he was saying, and your friend widened his eyes in surprise.
“What?” you questioned, noticing that silence had fallen.
“Y/n, did you just... agree with me?” Chandler asked, quite evidently surprised. In that exact moment you realized that it was one of those rare times in which you and your friend agreed over culinary matters, and even Joey was shocked. “Oh. I wish I could take—” you weren't able to finish your sentence, as Chandler cut you off by exclaiming “Nope! You said it! No take-backs!”.
You rubbed your temples with the hand that wasn't holding the book, while chuckling at the same time. Weirdly enough, you found your friend's reaction quite amusing and sweet.
“I mean, yeah, shortbread cookies are good and all, but cheesecake? It's the very best!” Rachel interjected, to which Chandler nodded.
“Oh! You betrayed me, Bing!” you then exclaimed, faking great disappointment “I thought we were friends, but you're a foe!”.
“As far as cookies go, shortbread cookies are the best; whereas cheesecake is the best cake there is out there. I'm not betraying you, y/n, I would never!”
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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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I had a thought. What love languages do you think the characters you write for would have? 🤔🤔
This is a great question!
Spencer Reid; I know infodumping isn’t a love language but it’s his. He feels comfortable enough with you to just talk and know that you’ll listen and there’s no chance of you making fun of him. I guess maybe it would fall under quality time, but I do think he’d love physical touch, I feel like the poor baby is so touched starved.
Olivia Benson; Quality time for sure. She’s a busy lady, so any time she can find uninterrupted with you, she’s going to get. She’s not so much worried about what you’re doing if you’re together. A fancy dinner or a pretzel from a street cart, she doesn’t care as long as she’s getting it with you.
Tim Laflour; I think quality time for him too, he just wants to be with you whenever possible. Reading together, going to get matching piercings, teaching you how to skate; if you’re together he’s happy.
Stu Macher; Physical! Touch! Stu is gonna be touching you alllll the time. Seriously 24/7 if you let him, that boy is gonna be on you in some way, shape, or form. He’d prefer fully cuddling at all times, but if not he’s gonna have his arm draped around you or at least holding your hand.
Chandler Bing; Loves gift giving (that rare book he got for Kathy? I mean c’mon) he loves knowing that whatever he got you is going to make you happy. It doesn’t have to be expensive gifts, he loves showering you in little presents. Anytime he goes somewhere for work he’ll bring you a souvenir, or if he just goes to the corner store he’ll bring you back your favorite snack. It shows he’s always thinking of you when he picks up a little something or other wherever he’s been.
Monica Geller; Acts of Service, she loves doing things for you, but she always really appreciates you taking the time to do things for her too. Sure she’s a chef, but she’s so happy when you cook for so she doesn’t have to cook again. You both know what things the other doesn’t like (she does the dishes so you don’t have to, you do the laundry). As often as you offer to help with the other chores, Monica usually waves you off, but you make up for it by remembering the little things like always picking up her dry cleaning, or remembering that one thing she needed at the store.
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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
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Hello everyone
Just wanted to say that I’m taking F.R.I.E.N.D.S requests now for Rachel, Monica and Chandler.
So pleaseeee send in requests :))))
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