JohnRoseFef?
That!!!!! Is!!!!! Some!!!! Good!!!!! Shit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
John and Feferi are both really positive and spunky and I would Rose would ACTUALLY DIE at the sight of the two of them in a good old fashioned arm wrestling match. Preferably wearing tank tops. Or other sorts of clothes that do not cover those glorious arms. John would lose lmao he’s not somebody who can withstand the density of swimming around at the bottom of the ocean and I doubt that boy can haul a whale anywhere but god wouldn’t the sight of the two of them arm wrestling just be the most savory thing you ever looked at holy shit. Also please consider: one of them flexing and holding the other two datemates up on their giant arms. That is… so good. And John is so fun and silly and Feferi isn’t the best at telling jokes but she tries her best, bless her heart, and they’re both really good natured and laugh easy and when they laugh the whole world stops and seems brighter a moment and Rose is so drawn to their easy smiles, the excessive, open love they share so willingly and eagerly with her, the majesty that lies in Feferi’s dimples and the beauty of John’s eyes, all squinty and wrinkled up with happiness.
They’re also both MERCILESS teases, though. Feferi and John both enjoy pranks of an ultimately harmless variety, but dear god help Rose if she shows any weakness they’re gonna poke at that endlessly just for shits and giggles. They poke at her endlessly, too, and she fucking HATES how ticklish she is because the two of them are absolute menaces. Lucky for Rose they’re easy to get back because Feferi has super ticklish sides and John’s knees are one-shot KO’s.
Also… please picture Rose cuddled up between the two of them in bed on a rainy day watching movies or smth, tracing starmaps in Feferi’s freckles while John’s the big spoon behind her, his arms so warm and solid and secure around her midsection while her hands wander over Feferi’s skin, so alien and yet, by this point, so very familiar. John’s got one hand twisted up in Feferi’s hair, idly, mindlessly petting at it while Feferi fills the room with a vibrating, clicking, alien purr and slides her webbed fingers through Rose’s hair, equally idle. Rose’s partners are so big and soft and safe and when their cat hops up on the bed to curl up on Rose’s lap and loudly demand pets the whole room just feels like home and it’s so good.
