Some early descriptions of Eros (the Greek analogue to the roman Cupid) make reference not to the arrows of Eros, but to the darts of Eros.
The image of Eros as a dart-player is funny enough, but it gets even funnier when you realise that, at the time, the term didn’t refer to playing darts, but to their military precursor: a sort of small javelin, typically 2-4 feet in length, with a heavy lead-weighted head to allow it to pierce armour and foul shields.
Basically, forget the arrows – picture Cupid howling like a maniac as he takes a running start and hurls a javelin into some poor sucker’s chest.
You have many of the abilities of a Disney princess. You can talk to animals, people burst into song around you, and it seems every other day a “Prince Charming” type falls madly in love with you. As one of the most feared mafia enforcers in New York, it’s tough, but you make it work.
“How did you know?!” He squeals, on his knees and shaking.