Kanaya Rose, moirail

The two were often confused for lovers; it didn't surprise them. They were closer to one another than they had ever felt to another person before; so perfectly alike and so similar at the same time. It was as if fate predestined their shining white and pale peach fingers entwining with one another in the moonlight.

"There is no doubt in my mind that I'll never meet someone quite like you," the troll said, and the human stroked the back of her hand with a long index finger.

"Nor I you, my dear," she said, gazing up into the moon.

Gamzee Vriska, matesprit

She had always scared him, yes, but it was honestly far more than mere fear for the sake of his life. The clown faced boy was hideously, hopelessly in love with the spider girl. He feared rejection. He feared what Tavros may say.

It was so much easier just to indulge in his slime and let the world drift by in a cloud of dreams. It would be some sort of miracle if she would feel flushed back for him, but that wasn't going to happen.

But hey, no sense getting down over it.

Just slam a Faygo and dream.

Equius Gamzee, matesprit

Gamzee had the the terrible habit of...well, he had many terrible habits, but this was the worst. He simply was never strict enough in his orders. Equius longed for nothing more than to serve his indigo blooded master, and yet Gamzee always wanted the blue blood to just chill and have fun.

Didn't he know that it did no harm to order him about? If anything, Gamzee's attitude of not wanting to squash another's enjoyment did exactly that.

Was it too much to ask, next time they were alone, he'd be commanded to give the highblood a kiss?

For once?

Eridan Eridan, matesprit

The strangely familiar girl stroked his face, and Eridan looked at her with a mix of interest and horror.

"Come on, honey, don't giwe me that scared look," she cooed from lips that looked just like his own. The same zigzag horns, the same purple streak, the same cool grey skin and fluttering face fins. How the hell was she real.

And why was she on him?

Not that he particularly minded. She was really adorable and…ah, that was so wrong, wasn't it.

As if reading his thoughts, she leaned in and gave him a kiss.

"No, it's so right."

Tavros John, matesprit

There were some who called the two innocent. Children, they said, little more than over-sized children. That's what made them perfect for one another.

Bright, pure hearts like theirs were meant to find one another, and no one could deny the obvious love they shared. Their heads bumping together, giggling over awkward horns and glasses as they exchanged quick chaste kisses, it was impossible to think they were not made for each other.

Their silly, goofy smiles really did say it all. The troll and the human were so awkwardly perfect for one another, beyond a shadow of a doubt.

Equius Rose, kismesis

Rose tugged the man's hair violently.

"For the last time, no," she snarled at the sweaty beast. There were a lot of lines she was willing to cross with the man; he was smart and proper, even if he left a terrible taste in her mouth whenever they interacted. She thought maybe she could learn to love the loathing she felt congealing in her chest when she saw him.

But some things were just. Far. Too. Much.

"There is absolutely no way in hell I will allow you to make my Maplehoof into a life sized My Little Pony doll."

Kanaya Eridan, moirail

Kanaya and Eridan had taken to lying together in the wand pile from time to time. It was a pokey, uncomfortable thing, and yet somehow it was just so peaceful and calm for them to lounge together. Somehow it seemed the two could always manage to get the best feeling jams rolling.

Such was the friendship between the broken hearted.

"Sometimes I just don't knoww, Kan. Wwhy the fuck wwould Fef leawe me for him?

"Oh darling," Kanaya said, petting his hair and looking to the ceiling wistfully, "we all wonder that sort of question more than you could imagine."

Terezi Gamzee, matesprit

"Shit, motherfucker, aren't the rainbows beautiful?"

The two trolls sat staring at Gamzee's open sylladex, watching the colours flash all kinds of miracles around the room.

"Yeah, and delicious!"

"Fuck, are they now? Damn, wish I could taste the motherfucking colours."

"Yeah! There's delicious candy red and pineapple yellow and the blue raspberries and the—"

"So tell me sister, what does indigo taste like?" Gamzee asked, pulling the girl into a kiss. A few happy sounds emerged from their throats before the two of them parted lips, the blind girl grinning manically and giggling.

"Plums. With marshmallow makeup topping."

Dave Tavros, moirail

Being dead was hella boring.

But while his bubblemate originally just made the afterlife all the more tedious, when the two of them started to spin sick remixes and write the flyest raps, he found himself growing closer and closer to the weird grey bastard.

Hell, he was a pretty good friend. Certainly the best he'd hope to get in this afterlife. Rankin' pretty good pre-death even.

His flow was hot and his beats were cool and damn, there were far worse ways a guy could spend his afterlife than with this somehow badass little dorkwad.

Far, far worse ways.

Aradia Karkat, kismesis

Aradia grinned at the bright red droplets dripping down her hand. Such a rich, vibrant hue… and, somehow, even lower on the caste system than her own.

She really did spend too much time with Equius.

No matter; the matter at hand was the…lowblood at her feet. It was strange to think of it that way; something deep inside her cherished that feeling, the fact that somehow she was made to rank higher than someone else. She never thought she would care about such things, but… she was… ok with this.

"Karkat, what a bright, terrible secret," she said, smiling.