LATE SUMMER FAIR (NSFW DESSERTS)
Characters: Ensemble cast, any/all characters of Xistentia!
Summary: The slow transition from summer leads to a fair, complete with whacky treats and activities from other holidays and festivals from around the Multiverse.
Date(s): August 26-September 2
Warnings/Notes: None, please mark your subject headers with content.
Welcome to Xistentia's first fair, F.A.T.E.S.' excuse to mingle. The setup appears overnight on the edge of town, a nonsensical mash of themes and places from the multiverse. Haunted house and circus tent, facepainting, ferris wheel and carousel, game stands that seem to self-operate, dozens of empty shopfronts, self-regenerating popcorn stands. Pretty soon, however, the people start to come, bringing their own goods and wares. The population of Xistentia is 333, which is more than enough people to fill a fair.
As far as fair food goes, there are penis-shaped waffles[NSFW] in various flavors, two-sticked popsicles for sharing with a partner, turkey legs, fried dough, cookies as big as your head, fried fish, fried lizards, glutinous fruits, and lembas.
And let's not forget, there is an abundance of alcohol everywhere. Beer, wine, you name it.
But of course, let's not forget the games. Many of them are low-key and prizes vary from the ability to change your daemon's color to any other natural hue, to free food, horrible writing pens, and stuffed animals. Games vary from whack-a-mole to bobbing for apples. Everything is free to eat, drink, and play, barring some excuses for barter with some of your friendly neighborhood natives.
Some games, however, are less casual if not necessarily more costly. The contests of finesse and strength come with special prizes from F.A.T.E.S. and...
Note that the "prizes" do not stack. Runner-up winners will not get multiple of the same type of prize, and those who experience a critical failure won't suffer particularly severe consequences. If your character receives a dream or a "unique item," you will receive a reply to your comment on the mod announcement with more information.
See also detailed dice roll information for: darts, ring toss, arm wrestling, high strike, and archery.
And what would a fair be, without a kissing booth?
Just like the rest of the fair, the odd thing is that there is of course no payment required.
Instead, a large and lovely lantern hangs behind the booth. It seems to glow a little brighter every time a kiss is transacted. It's hard to know exactly what this means, but considering that emotional intimacy lights the streets of the city, one might guess that F.A.T.E.S. is saving up this particular energy for something special.
But until then, it's a good excuse to make out.
Summary: The slow transition from summer leads to a fair, complete with whacky treats and activities from other holidays and festivals from around the Multiverse.
Date(s): August 26-September 2
Warnings/Notes: None, please mark your subject headers with content.
Late Summer Fair
I play my part and you play your game

As far as fair food goes, there are penis-shaped waffles[NSFW] in various flavors, two-sticked popsicles for sharing with a partner, turkey legs, fried dough, cookies as big as your head, fried fish, fried lizards, glutinous fruits, and lembas.

But of course, let's not forget the games. Many of them are low-key and prizes vary from the ability to change your daemon's color to any other natural hue, to free food, horrible writing pens, and stuffed animals. Games vary from whack-a-mole to bobbing for apples. Everything is free to eat, drink, and play, barring some excuses for barter with some of your friendly neighborhood natives.
Some games, however, are less casual if not necessarily more costly. The contests of finesse and strength come with special prizes from F.A.T.E.S. and...
THE WINNERS ARE
Note that the "prizes" do not stack. Runner-up winners will not get multiple of the same type of prize, and those who experience a critical failure won't suffer particularly severe consequences. If your character receives a dream or a "unique item," you will receive a reply to your comment on the mod announcement with more information.
Contests of Finesse
First Place | Vanyel Greyjoy | The ability to "say just the right thing" once this week |
Still Good | Era, Alec, Nico, Vex, Rosie, Aymeric, Jace, Amanda, Zeke, Kavinsky, Janus | Emotional intuition boost |
Yikes | Magnus, Barclay | Daemons totally lose filter and start saying the most awkward shit |
First Place | Jace Wayland and Magnus Lightwood-Bane | The ability to "say just the right thing" once this week |
Still Good | Era, Alec, Nico, Vex, Rosie, Vanyel, Rafaello, Amanda, Zeke, Barclay, and Janus | Emotional intuition boost |
Yikes | Aymeric and Kavinsky | Daemons totally lose filter and start saying the most awkward shit |
First Place | Alec Lightwood-Bane | The ability to "say just the right thing" once this week |
Still Good | Nico, Vex, Aymeric, Zeke, Magnus, Kavinsky, and Janus | Unique items |
Yikes | Rosie and Barclay | Uncooperative powers (very minor, non-dangerous incidents) and accurate memory of silly dreams |
First Place | Kavinsky | The ability to "say just the right thing" once this week |
Still Good | Era, Nico, Vex, Rosie, Aymeric, Rafaello, Zeke, Barclay and Janus | Emotional intuition boost |
Yikes | Alec, Vanyel, Jace, and Magnus | Daemons totally lose filter and start saying the most awkward shit |
Contests of Strength
First Place | Ezekiel | Precognitive dream later that night |
Still Good | Era, Alec, Nico, Rosie, Aymeric, Vanyel, Rafaello, Magnus, Kavinsky and Janus | Unique items |
Yikes | Vex and Jace | Uncooperative powers (very minor, non-dangerous incidents) and accurate memory of silly dreams |
First Place | Era | Precognitive dream later that night |
Still Good | Alec, Nico, Vex, Jace, Zeke, Magnus, Kavinsky and Janus | Unique items |
Yikes | Rosie and Aymeric | Uncooperative powers (very minor, non-dangerous incidents) and accurate memory of silly dreams |
Kissing Booth

Just like the rest of the fair, the odd thing is that there is of course no payment required.
Instead, a large and lovely lantern hangs behind the booth. It seems to glow a little brighter every time a kiss is transacted. It's hard to know exactly what this means, but considering that emotional intimacy lights the streets of the city, one might guess that F.A.T.E.S. is saving up this particular energy for something special.
But until then, it's a good excuse to make out.
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So, after waiting patiently in line, because of course there was a line for that cutie, he stepped up to grin down at the cheerful looking fellow. He set down his ticket for payment. ]
If I give you more tickets does that mean I get a longer kiss?
[ He teased goodnaturedly. ]
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One hand rose to gently set against the back of his head, large fingers curling slightly in that soft hair while their lips moved together. After a few lingering moments he began to push his tongue into his mouth.
He sensed his interest so he figured he might as well go for it!
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With their mouths dancing, molding together, hot from friction and slick with saliva, Zeke gripped his soft blonde hair and allowed his power to seep through. Heat would blossom through Will's body, though Zeke kept it above the waist so the tingling was focused mainly on his nipples, neck and mouth. It was slow, gentle, and Will would find that it would stop the moment he wanted it to.
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cw: sexual content
He allowed the heat to spread lower, and it 'licked' at Will's cock to tease him, and also crept between the cheeks of his backside to vibrate his tight hole gently. He tucked his hands beneath Will's arms so he could lift him out of the booth and into his arms, holding him tightly to his torso in a position that encouraged Will to wrap his legs around his waist.
When the kiss stopped it was only so Zeke could whisper, low and husky for Will's ears only. "How many tickets do I need to fuck your sexy ass?" Not that he believed that Will's body was on sale for more than kisses, but it was a way to let him know what he wanted to do to him.
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When the guy asked how many tickets he'd need to fuck him, Will let out what he felt was a pretty pathetic and desperate whine, pulling the guy back in for another kiss. "I'll settle... for just... knowing your name..." he said, in between frantic kisses. Never ever before had Will just... immediately leaped into sleeping with someone, not even his own boyfriend, but gods, this guy was so hot and sexy and Will was probably crazy but he was too far aroused to reign himself back.
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"It means I'm gonna fuck every drop of cum out of you," his promise was absolutely filthy, and he was shameless about it. He dropped his hand so he could flip the 'open' sign in front of the booth to 'closed'. "Ezekiel, but you can call me Zeke," he muttered as he continued to kiss him just as hungrily. God that whine was cute.
He walked them around to the back of the booth into what was meant to be a 'break area', covered by curtains and containing a simple chair and small table. The table wasn't sturdy enough to hold any weight, but Zeke pulled the chair out so he could sit down with Will straddling his lap. It wasn't the most private area, but it was the best he could manage in the middle of a busy fair.
Now he nearly tore Will's shirt off his torso and began to kiss down his neck as he rocked up to grind his stiff cock against him. "Shit, you make me so hard..."
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When Zeke sat down in the chair, Will arched his body to expose more of it to the incubus, wasting no time in grinding back against him. He let out a breathless laugh at that last comment, smiling lightly in response as he rocked his hips insistently. He would have a really hard time stopping if he suddenly had to. He was so keyed up, he probably would have even let Zeke fuck him in front of the tent in full view of everyone just so long as he still did it. "Yeah? You're definitely not the only one who's hard... I don't... I don't have any supplies on me right now..."