#cherry lipstick

[yeesiine]

kiss me more

[playpercraft]

sweetheart | heart-shaped glasses | cherry lipstick ♪

a presentation term for one who's andrine (&/or boy; guy; man) presentation is connected to, affected by, or just is the lovecore aesthetic!

a presentation term for one who's gynine (&/or girl; gal; woman) presentation is connected to, affected by, or just is the lovecore aesthetic! can also be called “heart glasses”!

a presentation term for one who's xenine (&/or xenogender) presentation is connected to, affected by, or just is the lovecore aesthetic!

tagging @radiomogai!

symbol sources; sweetheart, heart-shaped glasses, & cherry lipstick!

[fictoferret]

Hihi! Your blog and carrd look so cool, just wanted to say it's cool seeing someone else that also has trans f/os, whether headcannoned or not :)!!

Thank you :)

[fictoferret]

Leaving this for Marian when he gets back

[fictoferret]

THE HAPPY SMILER

[salviarejina]

[sweettodeath]

Bonne: "👀 How much do you care about me, sweetheart?"

Maraschino:[Sent: 3:05 AM]“More than anything, my love! I care about you more than I care about breathing. More than I care about food or water. I’d starve for you, darling. I’d walk with pins and needles in the soles of my feet for the rest of my life if it meant that you’d never feel wanting ever again. You’re all that I’ve ever needed and all that I will ever need! I love you, I love you, I love you!!”

[Read: 3:06 AM]

Maraschino:[Sent: 3:08 AM]“I’d do anything for you, okay?! Anything at all! I don’t care how unreasonable or self sacrificing! I’d spend my life being completely broken for you! I’d spend my life living a lie for you! I’d change myself and my history and my personality and my likes and dislikes just to make you happy! I love you and I’ll never care about anything more than I care about you!”

[Read: 3:11 AM]

[sweettodeath]

“Will you help me?”

A cold silvery gaze intently met that of eyes much softer and dewy with the start of tears. “Of course I’ll help you, sweetness.” A voice as smooth and sickly sweet as honey dripped from a lipstick covered smile, pushed by a tongue as silver as the eyes that bore into the soul of the unlucky other. “Come here, come here. I’ll keep you warm and safe. I’ll take care of you.”

He spoke soft comforts and words that he knew the other would like to hear as he wrapped his own coat around their shoulders and wrapped his arms around their waist. “You won’t be in pain any more as long as I’m on your side, alright?” He whispered the veiled threat into their ear before kissing the closest piece of flesh that he could reach.

The whisper grew quieter and breathier. “You’re my sweetheart.”He lifted one hand slowly up to their neck, playfully trailing a finger lightly over their ribcage and chest.“Only my sweetheart.”His grip tightened around their waist, keeping them as close to his body as possible, as the other hand gripped around their throat harshly.“M i n e.”