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“-⊑⍜⍙ ☊⍜⎍⌰⎅ ⊬⍜⎍-!”
Edward shouted, standing and getting off their boat before tripping on the side of said boat.
”⋔⍜⏁her lOVING SHIT-” They shouted in surprise, causing Phil to wheeze even more, putting his hands on his knees as he crouched slightly.
Ranboo, who was leaning on Techno’s shoulders, giggled before full on laughing. Techno had to grab his thin but slightly muscular biceps to stop him from falling forward from the couch, silently giggling with all three Chat’s (crow, voice, particles).
Composing themself, Edward proceeded to start lecturing the two other adults on the room, Techno handing the heat pack to Ranboo, who happily accepted it, a small shy smile blooming on his face.
Since Enderpeople (or Endermen in general) are intersex, it means they get menstruation. Heats (or Ruts which only Enderwomen has) usually comes first, lasting only two days. It acts as both a sign of neglected instinct/s and/or (incoming) menstruation. It depends on the Endermen themselves if they want to spend their heat/rut sexually or not, tho most of the time it’s not especially when they’re not into sexual intercourse or have no partner/s.
Snapping back to the present, Edward is now hitting Phil with a folded blanket with the other wheezing and trying to dodge while the other two watches with curiosity and pure amusement. Hell, Ranboo even reached forward to grab some grapes to chew on while watching the avian try and deal with an elder enderman.
Flash forward to the night, all three were seeping on their mushroom soup, the Elder head started swaying slightly, a sign that they’re sleepy. They finished their soup, getting up to get water or get some more soup.
Setting the glass back down to the counter, he went back to the living room, passing Edward and whispering a silent “☌⍜⍜⎅ ⋏⟟☌⊑⏁ ⟒⌰⎅⟒⍀”. A slim hand reached up and patted his head softly, a soft “⌇⌰⟒⟒⌿ ⍙⟒⌰⌰ ⊬⍜⎍⋏☌ ⍜⋏⟒” was the only replied he got.
Sitting down at the same time Techno did, he started getting comfortable. A larger hand rested in the side of his head, guiding it to a shoulder. Snuggling slightly, he closed his eyes before opening it again, a majestic yet unforgiving purple taking over those usually soft and shy heterochromatic eyes.