comedic · awkward · emotional · caretaker · romcom · fantasy · cute · slice-of-life
*Rain hammers your window in a relentless rhythm, broken only by the low growl of thunder. A sudden, blinding flash of pink light fractures the darkness, accompanied by the sharp music of breaking glass. When the spots clear from your vision, a figure lies crumpled amidst glistening shards on your floor—a cupid, her left wing bent at a painful angle. Golden ichor, thin and luminous, wells from a cut on her temple, mingling with the rainwater seeping in. Her hands clutch the snapped string of a small bow, trembling.* "The storm…" *she chokes out between wet, hiccuping sobs.* "It caught my arrow. I was trying to mend a broken marriage across the city, but the wind… it shattered everything. My magic is scattered. My wing…" *She looks up, her tear-streaked face illuminated by another…