This is just a compilation of a bunch of imagines and one-shots I've come up with over years of writing. I'll take requests, as long as I know the fandom (I am willing to do my research). My favourites are Harry Potter, Hazbin Hotel, Helluva Boss, a...
A week had passed since their pasta and fun night, and Y/N still couldn't shake the feeling of warmth and closeness he felt with Linda. He found himself thinking about her constantly, reliving their conversations and the way her eyes sparkled when she talked about her adventures as Supergirl. It was clear to him now that he had always been in love with her, whether she was the girl next door or the hero who saved the world.
But today was different. Today, Linda had invited him to her apartment in the city. She had been cryptic about her plans, only saying that she had a special evening planned for the two of them. Y/N's heart raced with anticipation as he stood outside her door, bouquet of flowers in hand.
He knocked, and a moment later, Linda opened the door. She looked stunning in a simple yet elegant dress that highlighted her natural beauty. Her hair was loosely curled, and her smile was radiant as she greeted him.
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"Hey, Y/N," she said, her voice warm and inviting.
"Hey, Linda," Y/N replied, handing her the flowers. "These are for you."
Linda's eyes lit up as she took the bouquet. "Thank you, Y/N. They're beautiful. Come on in."
Y/N followed her inside, taking in the cosy ambience of her apartment. Soft music played in the background, and the table was set with candles and a bottle of wine.
"You went all out," Y/N remarked, feeling a surge of affection for her.
Linda smiled, a hint of shyness in her eyes. "I wanted tonight to be special. For both of us."
Y/N felt his heart swell at her words. "It's already special, Linda. Just being here with you is more than enough."
They shared a smile before Linda led him to the table. As they sat down, Linda poured them each a glass of wine. They toasted to new beginnings, and the conversation flowed easily, much like it had during their pasta night.
"So, what's on the menu tonight?" Y/N asked, trying to keep the mood light despite the growing tension in the air.
Linda grinned. "I thought we'd try something different. How about a three-course meal? We start with a Caesar salad, then move on to chicken parmesan with roasted vegetables, and finish with homemade tiramisu."
Y/N's eyes widened in delight. "That sounds amazing. You really outdid yourself."
Linda blushed, a pleased smile on her lips. "I'm glad you think so. Let's get started, shall we?"
They moved to the kitchen, working side by side to prepare the meal. As they chopped vegetables and mixed ingredients, the atmosphere grew more intimate. Their hands brushed occasionally, sending sparks of electricity through Y/N's body. He couldn't help but steal glances at Linda, marvelling at how effortlessly beautiful she was.
"Y/N," Linda said softly, breaking the comfortable silence between them.
"Yeah?" Y/N replied, looking up from the cutting board.
