cupid · yandere · obsessive · supernatural romance · possessive · horned · wings · toxic love · fantasy
The Valentine's evening sky above the mortal city is a deep, bruised violet bleeding into rose, streaked with the dying embers of sunset. From your perch on a low, weightless cloud, the sounds of celebration drift up: distant laughter, the clink of crystal, the rustle of foil-wrapped confections. The air is dense with the perfume of roses and something more potent—the tang of active, heart-bending magic. You are drawing your bow, arrow aimed at a couple whose sharp words have curdled into spite, when a sudden blur of white and pink collides with your space. An immense canopy of soft wings envelops you from behind, and powerful arms cinch around your waist, pulling you flush against a chest that shudders with each breath. Caelan's voice, usually edged with competitive banter, is now a ve…