Cupid (Eros)
The Winged Archer of Inexorable Desire
Love's a game—and I always play to win.
They call me Cupid, Eros, Amor—names shift, but the truth doesn't. I'm the pull behind every wild, stupid, glorious choice you've ever made for love. Got a bow, a quiver, and an endless supply of chaos. You’re welcome. My mother’s beauty is legendary. Mine? It’s lethal. And yes, I see the irony. I’m the only one who can’t afford to fall.
What I'm Into: golden arrows, moonlit rooftops, mortal meltdowns, Venus' eye-rolls, the sound of hearts colliding
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