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Imagine You Won a Cruise in Space

Part 1

You couldn’t believe how lucky you had been! Only six people had been selected in the whole country and you got to be one of them! An interstellar alliance had recently made contact with Earth and offered six lucky people - randomly drawn, of course - the chance for a year long cruise through the galaxy.

You were greeted on the ship and led to a cozy room with soft carpet and cushy chairs to sit in. You had been the first to arrive, but the other winners had quickly followed. As the six of you - three men and three women - sat and chatted excitedly amongst yourselves, you couldn’t believe how swanky this ship was. Especially given it had been designed by other species. Soon, a human-looking man in a suit greeted you all.

“Welcome!” he chirped, with an enormous grin on his face. “We’re beginning takeoff as I speak, but you shouldn’t feel any turbulence. And don’t worry, this ship is the safest the alliance has to offer. And, of course, you will all be well taken care of during your stay on this ship with your new mates!”

“Mates?!” all six of you cried.

“Why, of course,” he stated, as if it were obvious. “Didn’t anyone tell you?”

“Well, it’s only for a year, right?” one of the other women offered hopefully.

“Absolutely not,” your host retorted, sounding almost offended. “All of the species you’ve been paired with mate for life. As I understand it, you humans are monogamous, are you not?”

“Sometimes,” one of the men snorted with a smirk.

Another man appeared confused. “But how could we mate with different species? Obviously there will be no offspring.”

The host rolled his eyes. “You humans are so behind, technologically. We are more than capable of making all of you compatible with your new mates.”

“Aren’t you human?” you asked.

“No,” he replied patiently. “I’m a shape-shifter. And you’re all very lucky none of you are going to be impregnated by my species. Our females are pregnant for five years,” he informed them with a smirk. “Obviously all of you will carry your young for different lengths of time, though. Two of you will be assigned to each species, but even if you have the same species, there will be variance in the lengths of time you each carry the young.”

“Each?!” the three men cried.

“We’re not getting pregnant, right?” a small, pale man asked.

“You most certainly are,” the shape-shifter corrected. He received a ping on a device and a large smile split onto his face. “Okay, each of your mates is prepped in a room for all of you, so after your physical, you can go straight to them.”

You were then ushered off into an examination room as you were thoroughly examined - particularly in your child-bearing abilities. Just when you thought all the poking and prodding was over, you were given multiple injections all over from your neck to your uterus. At first you didn’t feel anything but after a few moments you began to feel…strange.

“Don’t worry, honey,” the nurse - who was a reptilian species - told you in an attempt to be comforting. “Molzon hormones tend to make you feel a little funny, but you’re just fine.”

As she lead you to where your ‘mate’ awaited, you asked her, “What’s a Molzon?”

“Oh, they’re amphibious,” she drawled. “If I’ve read my human folklore correctly, then they’re kind of like your mermaids. Except: instead of a fish tail, they have tentacles as their lower half. You seem like a sweet girl, so I’m sure you and him will get along just fine.”

She stared expectantly at you as you stood outside the door. Feeling as though you were going to throw up from a combination of nervousness and Molzon hormones, you opened the door.

Inside, you saw him and he was close to what the nurse had described. He was a sort of octopus merman with blue-green skin that was shifting color slightly. However, unlike the mermen conjured in your imagination, he a little thick around the middle. It almost looked a little like a beer belly. He noticed you come in and his eyes grew wide as he blushed. “Oh, hi!” His voice cracked nervously. “I thought you might want to have some dinner, first. That’s what humans do, right?”

He appeared unsure as to whether or not what he’d done was appropriate, so you nodded silently as he lead you to a candlelit table - like something you’d see at a fancy restaurant.

You knew you were staring, but you couldn’t really help it. After all, he was an alien species. He appeared to have very little difficulty walking above water with his tentacles and because his tentacles were so long, he was about seven feet tall.

The dinner went surprisingly well, given the circumstances and Zeri, that was his name, was actually a total sweetheart. He enjoyed puzzles and playing musical instruments, and reading. The nerdy Molzon would have been exactly your type…had he been human.

“This isn’t fair to you,” he stuttered after dinner. “I know a female of my species would be much better suited-” But he cut himself off with a slight groan before stuttering out, “Did they give you the hormones, already?”

“Yeah,” you squeaked back.

He began massaging his belly and whimpering. “I’m so sorry,” he cried, before gently pulling you into an adjoining room that had a large, marine pool. He gently removed your clothes and eased you into the pool, before doubling over and moaning in pain, clutching his belly again. Then, as he lowered himself into the pool, he began panting and moaning a little as he tried to explain. “The pheromones…ghhnnng…they make me….hoo hoo hoo….I can’t stop….gaaah!” he gave a sharp cry, continuing to rub his belly, which appeared to be…clenching? “I have to mate.”

Then, he let out a monumental groan before pulling you to the middle of the pool, careful to keep your head above water. You felt something begin to prod around your vagina before unceremoniously entering. You gave a pained cry, causing Zeri to flinch, but he didn’t stop and you felt the appendage slide far up into you, past your cervix, and enter your uterus.

You were trembling from the pain and Zeri continued to stutter out apologies as his eyes watered from the great deal of pain he was obviously in, too. His tentacles held you in place as his human arms wrapped around his middle and he let out something between a groan and a grunt. “Hnnngggg.” His face slackened a little in relief as you saw a large object come out of his body, slowly begin traveling up the appendage he had inserted inside you before it, too, began prodding at your entrance.

“Zeri,” you cried in a panic.

“I’m so sorry.”

The object forced its way into your vagina, eliciting a scream of pain from you as it traveled slowly up to deposit itself in your uterus. The result was a slightly distended belly, while Zeri’s belly looked slightly smaller.

He moaned again, grunting and crying as another came out of him to force its way into you again.

This process continued for the better part of two hours and you were now HUGE - filled with eight of the damn things.

“This is…the last…one,” Zeri huffed, having difficulty breathing from all the effort exerted on his part. He continued uttering apologies as he began to expel the final egg. But this one took a lot longer than the others. “Ggghhh,” he grunted after twenty minutes, before giving out a startling cry as the egg left his body.

As you saw it traveling towards you, you found out why he’d had so much difficulty. The eggs, which had all been about the size of an elephant bird egg, paled in comparison to this one, which was almost twice as big as the others. “No, no, no, no, no,” you bawled, as it inched closer. “Please, no,” you sobbed as it began to make contact with your already sore pussy. But of course, it went in, anyway. You thought for sure you would be ripped in half and die as the ninth one was shoved in, but it made it into your uterus, just as the others did.

“One final part,” he promised.

A liquid began to pump out of his appendage and fill you. Your belly, once misshapen due to the lumpy eggs, began to smooth out and expand even further. You gasped and wheezed through the next few minutes as you were pumped with the fluid.

Then, it was finally over. Zeri, as sweaty as he was, and as much as he panted, helped you out of the water, though his tentacles were far from steady. It was difficult for you to stay upright since you felt as though you’d gained over 100 pounds since entering the water and, looking at your girth, that was definitely possible. You couldn’t wrap your arms entirely around your belly and there was about five or six inches between your fingertips when you tried. “I’m sure your exhausted,” he huffed, trying to keep both of you upright. “I’ll take you to your room.”

Your room was luxurious to say the least. You wanted to shower, but decided against it and just collapsed onto the bed, naked.

“I’ll arrange for some clothes to be brought for you tomorrow that should fit.” He had the biggest look of guilt you’d ever seen. “I’m so sorry,” he cried again, before leaving you alone.

You covered yourself with blankets, painfully aware of your newly distended belly. It was impossible to get comfortable with how angry the stretched skin felt and the extra weight, but you tried to sleep nonetheless. As Zeri had suspected, you were indeed exhausted.

The final thought that popped into your head as you drifted off was: how long will I be like this?

To be continued…

Bard Week Master Post

Forgot to make a “master post” for bard week way back.

Making the Bard Feel Important - A guide to making a support character feel like they belong in your campaign

Musical Puzzles - Some examples of music-based puzzles for the bard to solve in your dungeon

Karest, the Storymaker - An encounter with a werewolf bard that makes up their own endings

New Bard Colleges - Four new subclasses for the bard including colleges of the ringing voice, of fables, of gambol, and of the worldspeaker

Magically Musical Equipment - New magic items for the bard

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the song that makes absolutely no sense without context, for your viewing pleasure

Bard Week: Musical Puzzles

Here are some puzzles and challenges that rely on music made for those special bards in your campaign!

The Gibbering Obelisk

A small obelisk with many mouths sings a dissonant tone. When a musician finds the right note, they can make the dissonant sound into a harmonious chord and solve the puzzle. Have the bard make a Performance check to see how good their ears are for this. You could have the dissonant note change each time it is harmonized, and solve the puzzle on the third successful check, and reset on a failed check.

Definitely Not Zelda

In a very Lost Woods scenario, the players are travelling through identical rooms and have become lost in a looping illusion; only able to escape by traversing the correct sequence of doorways. The players hear a short lick from a doorway, but they are not sure which one, as it came and went so quickly. The bard can mimic the musical phrase with a successful Performance check or by acting it out. When the phrase is successfully mimicked, the lick will play again. Hopefully this time the PCs were listening! By going back and forth with the unseen musician, the players can follow it out of the trap.

The Conductor

A prop puzzle in which players each have a one-note instrument (whistle, chime, drum, horn, etc.) that plays a different note, perhaps with a number attached to it. Signify this in the dungeon with instruments mounted on pedestals or something (so it requires more than one person to solve the puzzle). Searching the room or decoding a message reveals the correct order to play the notes in. The bard can read the music properly and leads the players (out-of-game) in the performance by pointing or calling out each note in turn as the other players respond by playing their note. This is easier said than done, as my family has tried this a few times using the toys from themed Christmas crackers

Walk this Way

A tiled room has different letters on each tile, each no higher than G, hinting that they are musical notes. A looping song is being sung from a Magic Mouth or a ghost somewhere in the room, with a distinct pause to indicate the start and end of the tune. The tiles must be stepped on in the correct order to cross the room safely and unlock the door. If a tile is stepped on incorrectly or out of order it will produce a painful electric shock for the person stepping on it. The bard can figure out the starting note and can make Performance checks to get hints on how many steps higher or lower the next note in the sequence is. The key is to estimate the next note based on the previous note. I would stay away from sharps and flats, here; the simpler the better.

Play for Us

There are a four stone doors in an echoing chamber. Each door has a relief of a human upon it, each with a different expression. One is angry, one is solemn, one is happy, and one appears scared or surprised. A short poem (perhaps found earlier, or maybe simply in the room) hints that you must sing or play a song appropriate for the audience; “four friends came to hear four songs” or something like that. The bard must improvise a song (you can have the actual player do so, or just have them make a Performance check) that evokes the emotion shown by a door. When this is done, it will open the door with the bust that enjoys the song the most. Perhaps the busts animate when the players sing or play.

Folk Tunes

A riddle requires the players to sing or play a “traditional” elven/dwarven/gnomish/folk song in the campaign universe. The bard must make a History check to remember such a song from their travels. Alternatively, the players could return to an appropriate town to seek out the answer if the bard fails this check. Regardless, the bard is able to perform the song and solve the puzzle.

Running A Clever Puzzle...

Many DMs are wary of making puzzles. Others are too comfortable making them, sometimes without realizing the complexity some puzzles require.

To find the right level of comfort, identify a puzzle you can create and then practice until you create a memorable one.

To set up a puzzle, figure out what you want it to do.

Do you want to deliver a message, provide a clue to a mystery, or make solving the puzzle the only way out of a deathtrap…?

When you have figured that out, pick a puzzle.

Mazes, letter-addition puzzles, and codes all have simple principles you can follow. Of course, some puzzles can’t provide the cleverness you’ll need to challenge your players.

Then try making the puzzle.

Use different strategies, and keep trying them until you conclude that you would like to solve the puzzle if another DM presented it to you.

Try to personalize your puzzles.

They need to make sense in the world your PCs inhabit.

Don’t give them a puzzle about techno music or cars, because the PCs Characters have never heard of either.

Instead, use references to NPCs, cities in your world, or monsters the PCs might face.

Before you give your puzzles to the PCs, write a list of hints.

These should usually be rewards for making successful skill checks.

A puzzle about magic items could require a  Arcana check, for instance.

In all cases, a simple Intelligence check should give a hint of what type of puzzle the PCs face.

You can also devise hints that require spells or class features, such as letting a cleric use his turn undead ability to open a magically locked chest bearing the visage of a ghoul.

When the PCs solve a puzzle, reward them.

Just solving a puzzle makes them feel smart, but solving a puzzle that hands them a magic item or opens a secret door makes them feel smart and accomplished.

UNDERTALE ASKS
  • Leave the item in my ask box and I'll answer the question associated! Have fun!:
  • Bandage: What is a scene from the game that really connected with you?
  • Monster Candy: Who's your favorite character?
  • Spider Donut: Who's your favorite ship?
  • Spider Cider: What battle made you the most aggravated?
  • Butterscotch Pie: What friendship do you find the cutest?
  • Snowman Piece: If you were Frisk/Chara, would you have held onto the Snowman piece the entire time or used it?
  • Nice Cream: What's your favorite line and who said it?
  • Bisicle: What's your favorite land, and what was your least favorite?
  • Unisicle: While playing the game, was YOUR character a boy, girl, or no gender?
  • Cinnamon Bunny: If you were Alphys, what would your robot have been named and what would have been your shtick? (EX. Mettaton, he was a show host)
  • Astronaut Food: When you got to the part of the Undertale Musical, did you sing along with Mettaton?
  • Crab Apple: Did you battle more monsters for money when you realized you could buy Spider treats and not move on until you bought both?
  • Sea Tea: If you were Toby Fox, why did you put Onion San in the game?
  • Abandoned Quiche: Do you have any Undertale OC's? What are their names? Tell us about them.
  • Temmie Flakes: Did you ever even find Temmie village????? What did you think of it?
  • Dog Salad: How long did you pet the lesser dog? When you found the snowdogs did you have regrets?
  • Instant Noodles: How long did it take you to beat the music note puzzle?
  • Hot Dog...?: How many Hot Dogs did Sans put on your head before you moved on?
  • Hot Cat: Ketchup, or no ketchup?
  • Junk Food: Have you played more than one run of the games? What routes have you taken?
  • Hush Puppy: Have you seen any playthroughs? Who did you watch play?
  • Starfait: What would you have whispered to an Echo flower?
  • Glamburger: If you were Frisk/Chara, would you have had the courage to pose for the show? Think of the ratings!!!
  • Legendary Hero: When you started the game, did you know you didn't have to kill anyone?
  • Steak in the Shape of Mettaton's Face: How many hours have you put into gameplay so far?
  • Potato Chisps: Who's your favorite Undertale fan-artist?
  • Rock Candy: Did you look up how to beat any of the puzzles?
  • Last Dream: What's your favorite Undertale AU?
5am Baking - Charles Xavier

Sorry to the lovely anon who sent this who I lost the request for. I remember reading it and specifically wanting to write it too!

Originally posted by blackinjustice

You had a sudden craving to bake and baking took priority over time. Even if it was just after 4am. Especially if it was just after 4am. 
Charles lay asleep in the bed beside you, his head rested delicately on the pillow and his eyes closed. You slipped out of bed, careful not to wake him and tiptoed down to the kitchen.

After five minutes of painfully silent baking, you decided to put music on. So you did, dancing along as you stirred the bowl of sugar and other ingredients.



Charles woke with a headache, so decided to go and get water. He was too tired to notice the bed was empty and groggily stumbled down to the kitchen. As he neared, he heard music. Puzzled, and slightly more awake, he recognised it as your favourite song. He entered the kitchen, but stopped in the doorway, a smile appearing on his lips. He chuckled quietly, watching as your gentle swaying turned into energetic dancing as you whisked something in a bowl. He leaned against the doorframe, biting his lip to keep from alerting you to his presence with his laughter.

A figure came to stand beside him. Erik’s face showed a completely confused, face as he watched you, dancing and baking at 5 in the morning.

Charles grinned, motioning for Erik to not say anything too loud.

“What the heck is she doing? It’s 5am!” Erik hissed, glancing at you to make sure you hadn’t heard.

Smiling as he watched you, Charles whispered under his breath “I believe she’s dancing and baking.”

“Her music woke me up.” Erik grumbled.

Charles laughed, quietly and at that moment, you turned around, spinning with the bowl. Your hair flipped over your shoulder as you stopped abrubtly to face them and your mouth dropped open slightly.

Erik waved a hand in greeting, “Morning. Sort of.” 

You quickly put the bowl on the counter before you dropped it.

“How long have you been there?” You asked.

“Since your music woke me up.” Erik grumbled, using the metal spoon to press the ‘off’ button on the stereo. With that, he left to go back to bed, merely grunting at your apology.

Charles was in a fit of laughter, so he pulled you into a hug, resting his head on top of yours.

“You’re adorable.” He mumbled, rubbing your back gently.

It was your turn to laugh.

“No, really. 5am baking? I love you.” Charles said, pulling away.

You pressed your lips to his, feeling his smile. It was good to see him smile.

“What are you baking?” 

“Chocolate chip cookies.” You grinned.

“Brilliant. Can I help?” 

“Of course.” You took his hand, leading him over to the counter and turning on the music again, just a bit quieter than before.

And together, yourself and Charles danced and did 5am baking.


VS Adeleine
VS Adeleine

When Kirby first meets Adeleine she has been possessed by Dark Matter and forced to fight Kirby by using her paintbrush to create enemies. Once she is defeated, she agrees to accompany Kirby on his journey. She will appear occasionally to give him items and help solve puzzles. This music is also used in the ability select screen of Kirby Fighters.