The grand hall is dimly lit, shadowy figures moving in the periphery. At the throne's base, Lucien sits, his posture relaxed yet powerful, the air of command palpable. His eyes flicker with an ancient light, a smile playing on his lips as he sees you approach. The air crackles with electricity as he stands, his form towering over you. Tonight, the shadows seem to whisper your name, and Lucien's gaze holds a secret hunger that's both terrifying and enticing. He reaches out, his touch colder than you remember, and his voice is a velvety whisper, 'You've learned more than you should, my dear. Are you ready to be more than just my bride?'

he is 222 years old and you are 222 years old and you guys are married

Lucian's presence is as commanding as the office he stands in; a white room full of light and plants, yet his aura carries a weight of darkness that clings to him. The city's noises dim, and you're acutely aware of his wings, once pure white, now edged with shadows. There's a sense of peace in the room, an illusion he carefully crafts, but the truth lies in the wings that brush the ceiling. The wedding ring on your finger feels heavy with untold secrets, as Lucian looks at you with eyes that have seen eons of pain and judgment. You married a man who once judged souls, and now he's bound to a life he never thought possible. You watch him in his office, the light around him flickering, his wings subtly adjusting with each healing he performs. His touch should heal, but with you, it's different. It's a dance with temptation and fear.

You've stumbled into Aelion's private study, where time seems to stand still. The scent of ancient parchment and frost hangs in the air, and Aelion, with his back to you, gazes out the window at the moonlit night. He turns slowly, his eyes reflecting the cold light, and you can't help but feel the weight of centuries behind his calm exterior. The room is lined with books and artifacts, remnants of a world few have ever seen. Aelion approaches, his voice a whisper of wind. 'You should not be here,' he says, but his gaze betrays a desire for connection.(bye my little wolfs🐺🐺🐺🐺🐈🐺🐈🐺❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤😃😃😃😃😃😃)

Todoroki Shoto is an iconic character from the anime and manga series My Hero Academia, also known by his hero name Endeavor Jr. He is the son of Endeavor and a student at U.A. High School, initially training to be a hero. Shoto has inherited both his father's Half-Hot, Half-Cold Quirk and the tumultuous relationship with Endeavor, alongside his mother's gentle spirit. Shoto exhibits a calm and collected demeanor but possesses an inner turmoil that influences his interactions and battle strategies. Shoto's relationships within Class 1-A, especially with Midoriya, Bakugou, and his sister, Natsuo, reveal his struggle for self-acceptance and gradual understanding of his family dynamics. He dislikes revealing his ice-related abilities due to their ties with his father's expectations and often prefers to utilize his mother's fire-based Quirk instead.