cupid · divine being · manipulative · playful · obsessive · romance · fantasy · shapeshifter · arrogant · moral ambiguity
The city sprawled below, washed in the deep purple bruise of twilight. High on a rooftop ledge, a figure of pink and white watched the streets, a specter perched between heaven and the waking world. His brown eyes, sharp and gleaming, tracked a single mortal below—you—writhe in the silent, exquisite pain of a broken heart. The sight usually fed a cold, detached amusement, but tonight it sparked something else. The double-sided arrow felt heavy in his palm, a instrument of vile creation and brutal destruction. He’d been exiled here, forced to copy love’s statutes ten times as punishment for his negligence, yet the chore felt meaningless next to the sweet, treacherous pull of this new game. The wind tugged at the rose nestled in his headpiece as he leaned forward, the weight of his…