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Rose Lalonde: Grimdark timeline, killed by Bec Noir, inverted fully into a witch of void in the dreambubbles.
John Egbert: Killed by Bec Noir on quest bed.
Kanaya Maryam: Killed by Eridan.
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Rose Lalonde: Grimdark timeline, killed by Bec Noir, inverted fully into a witch of void in the dreambubbles.
John Egbert: Killed by Bec Noir on quest bed.
Kanaya Maryam: Killed by Eridan.
The OT3
rose and kanaya w/ john. i know you love yan john but him and karkat are clearly the biggest darlings in the HS cast. and jake.
WHEN UR RITE UR RITE!!!!!
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The last thing John remembered was sitting on the couch, snug in between his two best friends in all of Paradox Space. Rose and Kanaya had invited John over to catch up. John had tried to decline (no one really wanted him anymore anyway. They just pitied him. They deserved better than him.), but the couple insisted. They had prepared a special meal just for him, when he arrived. And, John would be lying if he said it didn't make him feel special. Loved.
John had been so alone since they all finally beat the game. Slowly, everyone drifted from him. He was forgotten. John accepted it without a fight. He just wasn't qboe to fit into any of his friends' lives. He understood it. Accepted it. The type of cold, hollow acceptance that flowed through his very being, a constant companion as he hunkered down in his home, prepared to spend the rest of eternity alone.
He was more than prepared to have another birthday come and go, watching snap updates of everyone going to Jane's big birthday bash, not one mention of him. John supposed it was his own fault. His fault that he was alone. His fault that he was forgotten. His fault that he had lost everyone the first time around. His fault…
However, the ringing of his doorbell had caught his attention, jolting him out of his thoughts. He stumbled down to the door. He was surprised to find Rose and Kanaya there, standing expectantly. Though John had tried to politely refused, the couple had insisted - they wanted more than anything to celebrate John's birthday with him.
And there John layed, full from dinner, his body growing heavy with sleep as he strained to keep his eyes open. The glow from the television grew fuzzy as the world around him grew more and more dark…
As John's consciousness slowly arose to the world of the waking, his senses returned to him slowly. He could feel hands carding through his hair. A soft, humming tune lapped at his ears.
John blinked his eyes open.
He lay on a large bed - queen size, he-would guess. Morning sunlight flit through fluttering curtains. To the right of him, Rose sat humming a tune as she knit something purple. John turned his head to the left, recognizing Kanaya as the one who was stroking his hair, her eyes closed peacefully.
Feeling movement, Kanaya peered open one eye, before breaking into a smile.
"Ah, There You Are. We've Been Waiting For You To Awake," Kanaya purred. "Good Morning, John."
Rose set down her needles, using one hand to cup one of John's cheeks. "Good morning. We hope you slept well."
John's head whipped between the two, his foggy mind trying to catch up with what was happening. "Wh- what's going on…?"
"Don't fret, John. It's nothing to concern yourself with." Rose spike softly. "What matters now is that you're safe, and with us now."
"You Need Not Worry About A Thing." Kanaya added.
John squirmed, trying to get up, but found he couldn't - attempting to get up only caused him to get yanked back into the bed. A sharp pain erupted from inside John's head as he hit the bed. John slowly reached up to his beck, feeling something metallic clamped around his neck.
A collar, anchoring him to the bed.
"G- guys?" John suttered, eyes nervously flitting between his friends.
"Oh, sorry about that, John, but we decided to install this as a precautionary measure. I'm sure you understand."
"What?" Blood pounded in John's ears, his head beginning to ache. "I- I can just turn into the wind!"
Kanaya shook her head. "We Thought Of That As Well, Dear. I'm Certain You Must Have Noticed How Tired You Feel."
"We spent quite a sum of boons for it, as well - I'd certainly hope it works." Rose chuckled. Rose's voice was almost drowned out by the painful ache spreading throughout John's head.
John screwed his eyes shut, his head pounding. He curled up between the married couple, shuddering and whimpering in pain. He felt two pairs if lips press against he cheeks.
"Don't worry. You'll have plenty of time to grow accustomed to this, John," Rose softly spoke. "We love you."
"You'll Never Have To Be Alone Again, We Promise." Kanaya said. "We're Doing This Out Of Love… Love For You."
JohnRoseNaya as text posts!
Here is another one: While the three of them are having breakfast, Kanaya reminds Rose that she promised to not psychoanalyze anyone during breakfast. But she is too busy psychoanalyzing herself because she wants to figure out why she called John "Daddy" the previous night.
Kanaya: Rose, What Have I Requested Of You Regarding Your Delvings Of Introspection?
Rose: Yes, but, I never called you Mommy, and I am left wondering why that is.
Rose: I can only summarize that my relationship with my mother left me wanting feminine affection, which is one of the reason why I delved into my relationship with you, but my negative relationship should have soured it in some way. But my lack of a Father figure outside of media such as historical figures and fantastical characters in my life might have left me wanting masculine affection even more due to such a void within my childhood, and upon reaching my sexual maturation, it would have left me craving it to an even greater degree, only its now sexually, in which case my blurting of “Daddy” when John stuck his di-
Kanaya: Rose!
Rose: Kanaya!
John: donkey!
Kanaya: .….
Rose: …..
John: …..
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Occult: I legitimately didn't know which I preferred so I decided to post both.
Occult: I've never really thought about how John would look in his thirties or forties but I think Mr. Egbert is a good reference.
Occult: Part of me wants to believe that despite us being dead, we somehow made it to Earth-C... But the other part of me know realistically that didn't happen.
Rose: Are you nervous, John?
John: kinda, heheh. ://B
Kanaya: Oh, Is This Your First Time?
John: nah, i've been nervous before!
Dave: ah, shit, rose, I have something to tell you, but I don't think you're gonna like it...
Rose: What is it?
Dave: this might be hard to hear...
Rose: ...Yes?
Dave: just, like, don't shoot the messenger, y'know?
Rose: Dave, please, just tell me already!
Dave: ...uh...kanaya...
Rose: What?! What about Kanaya?
Dave: shit....
Dave: i saw her cheating on you! she and john were making out!
Rose: *is in a relationship with both of them*
Rose:
Rose: Okay, so, here's the thing