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no-mercy-bby · 3 years
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Take A Chance On Me
Warren Lipka x Reader
This is brought to you by my love of Warren😊 also Take A Chance On Me by ABBA is such a good song.
Summary: Warren catches you thinking too much and distracts you.
[This is very self indulgent, it's just fluff and flirting—kissing😳]
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You quickly twist the shower water off before stepping out of the shower, wrapping your towel around yourself, as you hear your phone's ringtone echoing in the humid bathroom.
"What do you want, Warren?" You question immediately after answering and quickly click the button for speaker. You knew only one person who would call this late at night.
"Well, preferably you, I was wondering if you're up for a little adventure." You could practically hear the grin on his face.
"Warren, it's almost two in the morning."
"It's not like you're doing anything- you weren't sleeping, were you?"
"No, I was in the shower-"
"-Without me? C'mon baby." Warren groans playfully, making you laugh, as you pull on a t-shirt and some sweatpants.
"I've never taken a shower with you, why would I start now?" You retort back before picking up your phone, and going to your bedroom.
"I think the better question is why wouldn't you shower with me?" Warren questions in return and you feel your face heat up.
"Oh shut up," You mutter as you tug on your sneakers. "What kind of adventure, Warren?"
"Who knows. I'm waiting at your door by the way." Warren informs you before abruptly hanging up.
You try not to smile as you shrug on your jacket. You quickly shove your phone into your pocket, as well as your apartment key.
Upon opening the door you're met with an excited grin from Warren, who is leaning against your door frame.
"There's my girl." He teases lightheartedly, stepping aside, as you lock your door behind yourself.
"Your girl? Since when?" You scoff sarcastically, although you can feel the heat on your flustered face. Warren had effected you in a way no one else had.
Well, maybe one other person, but Warren was still here for you.
"Since forever, now c'mon baby, let's go." Warren continues to grin, offering his hand out to you, which you accept and he tangles your fingers together.
"So are you going to tell me where we're going?" You ask as you click the passenger selt belt into place.
"Why does it matter? Why don't you just live a little, baby?" Warren questions rapidly before reaching over and playfully slapping his hand on your thigh.
"You asshole," You huff fondly as you punch at his arm from across the center console.
"Bitch." Warren returns, smirking slightly while easily shoving your punch away with one hand, as his other steers the car down the vacant streets.
You grow silent in appreciation of the dim streetlights, flickering store signs, and the calm that came when you were with Warren. Oddly enough, under the surface level of his chaos, there was peace. Whether it be drives to no where or studying with him in the library-
"-what are you doing?" Warren questions and effectively breaks you from your thoughts.
"Just thinking." You mumble, turning to look out your side window.
"About?" Warren prompted, glancing over at you and you shrug in reply.
"Everything..."
"Bullshit, what is it?"
"Nothing, don't worry about it." You lie quickly.
"Well if you're worried about it, I'm gonna be worried about it. So what it is?"
"Warren-"
"-Y/n."
"I'm so stressed and I feel like I'm doing everything wrong. Nothing seems right anymore and," You sigh heavily, leaning your head back again against the seat," I just feel like I don't fit in, Warren, and I'm so sick of it."
The car stops as Warren parks it in the empty parking lot.
"Why would you want to fit in??" Warren asks as if it was a crazy thing of you to say, turning to face you, watching you closely.
"Because then maybe I would have a boyfriend or at least some more friends." You explain sadly before laughing quietly at how depressing you were. "Sorry for bringing the mood down."
"Am I not a boy? Or your friend?" Warren gasps, gesturing towards himself, "If you feel like you need to fit in to get a guy then, he's not the one for you!" He states lividly.
"Oh really? Then just how do you suggest I get a guy Warren?" You ask him sarcastically.
"Well, I don't think you need one with an attitude like that." Warren chuckles with a teasing grin and you glare at him.
"So you're just comfortable being alone all the time?"
"I'm not alone all the time, I've talked to Spence-"
"-Spencer isn't your boyfriend. You're in a similar place to where I am if you want to admit it or not." You tell him, causing Warren to stare at you with an unusual emotion on his face.
"Maybe you're right. But it wouldn't make a difference if I tried to fit in or not, she'd never look at me that way."
"Who?!" You gasp excitedly as you click to undo your seatbelt, tucking your legs to the side as you turn to face Warren.
Did it hurt to hear your best friend liked another girl? Sure. Would you supprt him? Sure.
"I actually don't think you would know her..." Warren states almost sheepishly, glancing away from you.
"You don't know that for sure.. Tell me? Please?"
Warren silently shakes his head, seemingly deep in thought, before turning the radio volume up.
"Let's dance, baby!" He exclaims, then hops out of the car, standing in the headlights.
"Warren? What are you doing?" You ask while trying not to smile as you step out of the car, and walk over to join him in the bright headlights of his car.
"Honey, I'm still free, take a chance on me~" Warren sings along to the radio, grinning at you as his hands wander to hold your hips.
You laugh quietly as he playfully tugs you close, your hands coming to rest against his chest, as you quickly sway together to the upbeat song.
"When I dream I'm alone with you, it's maaagic," Warren continues to sing along as he dips you back, causing you to laugh happily as he tugs you back up.
"You want me to leave it there, afraid of a love affair, but I think you know that I can't let go..." Warren sings hushedly, eyeing your lips as his hands move up to hold your waist.
In an instant, Warren's lips were crushed to yours in a heated kiss, his lips moving passionately against yours. You quickly return his kiss and wrap your arms tight around his neck as Warren's arms embrace you waist.
Dancing was forgotten in favor of taking a chance on Warren himself.
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huitality-archived · 6 years
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some self indulgent selt portraits lol
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variia · 7 years
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Self-Rec Time
It’s fanfic author self-rec time! Recommend 3 of your favourite fics that you’ve written. Then ask at least 3 other writers to do the same! ( ◠‿◠ )~☆
I was tagged by @leonisdraw​
I only have two published fic at the moment so, I’ll put up one I’m working on
1) Courage Doesn't Always Roar
September 1, 2017 is a important date. For Harry Potter, it's the day his second child starts at Hogwarts. For fans, it's the last scene in the books.
A two-shot I wrote with @twitter-hikari that started as her birthday present and for the 19 years later. I’m very much in love with it, there’s not a lot of fic that celebrates Hufflepuff. 
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2) You Either Bare Your Fangs or Your Throat
Realizing you've been reincarnated is terrifying. So is learning you've been reincarnated into your favorite book series. Learning you've ended up in a crossover? Now that's just unfair.
A WIP that’s only 1 chapter at the moment and I have a feeling it’s gonna be large. It’s a Self-Insert Crossover fic that I always wanted to see but never have so I had to write it myself. It’s a Harry Potter/Katekyo Hitman Reborn crossover. It's also very self-indulgent. I never expected it to get the response it has.
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3) untitled 
AKA the bitter as fuck AU.  
It’s another Selt-Insert, this time in Naruto. It mostly takes the idea of which Clan would you least like to be in and runs with it. Not only that it doesn’t follow the reincarnation method. The SI wakes up as a Uchiha Clan member in Minato’s generation and is very bitter about everything and doesn’t want to be in the same village as Danzo, let alone the same country.
Fuck, I don’t know who to tag. Well, whoever wants to do it, consider themselves tagged.
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