[ID: Poster for Polyship Week 24, taking place 17–23 November, listing the prompts for each day. /end ID]
The prompts for #PolyshipWeek24 are here! As with last year, the final prompt of each day links to an image — feel free to use the phrase or the image itself for inspiration, and please credit the original creator if you remix their work.
Day One
Team as Polycule
"Is that my hoodie?"
Breakups
Group Hug (smolmoss)
Day Two
"Blorbo Has Two Hands"
Gift-Giving
Thunderstorms
Stair Cuddles (adorkastock)
Day Three
Queerplatonic Partners
Beach
Reverse Tropes
Through the Years (shutterstock)
Day Four
Aro/Ace & Polyam
Promises
Time Travel
Let's Dance (shutterstock)
Day Five
Relationship Anarchy
"You're burning up!"
Arranged Marriage
Only One Bed (House promo image)
Day Six
Queer Disabled Polyam
Parties
Kink Discovery
Tight Squeeze (Sailor Moon, gif by xbuster)
Day Seven
Free Day! Happy Polyamory Day!
Event Guidelines
Works featuring polyamorous characters and relationships of all kind are welcome — any characters, ships, fandoms, and OCs too!
Queerplatonic relationships, as well as asexual and/or aromantic characters are explicitly welcome on ANY day!
Works may be in any medium — fic, art, gifsets, podfic, vids, and more!
Participate in as few or as many days as you like. Choose your favorite prompt each day or mash them up — whatever sparks your imagination!
Please tag us @PolyshipWeek or use the hashtag #PolyshipWeek24 so we can reblog your creations!
Need even more inspo? You can view the entire list of suggested prompts here.
→ Day 4: promises
“I made a promise, too; I promised to keep the pair of you alive. If Moghedien shows up, she’ll go after you two. Now, here.” [Mat] pushed the medallion at her again.
Elayne reached up to pull his hat off and slip the cord over his head. She actually tucked the foxhead into his shirt and patted it before handing him his hat. [...] “You wear it. After all, you can hardly keep your promise if Moghedien kills you.”
A/N: Day five for @polyshipweek using prompt 'only one bed'
“Oh no,” Juvia says and Gray feels an instinctive dread already. “It seems they made a mistake. There’s only one bed.”
“There is?” Lyon says with a huff. Gray doesn’t need to look to know there’s a particular glimmer in his eye. Dammit. Honestly, Gray should’ve known those two getting together would somehow just make them worse. “I know I specifically told them we needed two.”
“Nothing we can do now,” Juvia sighs. She does a lot worse hiding her own glee. One bed was no mistake, Gray knows.
“I’ll take the chair,” Gray says before either of them can suggest sharing. It doesn’t stop them, of course.
“We couldn’t possibly make you sleep on that chair!” Juvia says and Lyon nods, adding, “It wouldn’t be right.”
“You must share the bed with us, Gray, darling,” Juvia says.
Gray groans because, really, he knows they know he won’t want to refuse in the end. To save money, they’d gotten a smaller room, so the chair is a single rather small wooden one in the corner. Of course, Gray’s slept in plenty of uncomfortable spots. Sleeping next to Natsu– the portable space heater– in a wooden stagecoach comes to mind. Whenever Gray can, he prefers to sleep somewhere comfortable. Especially on a job. Like he is now.
“Fine. But I’m not gonna like it,” Gray says, displeased. The other two don’t seem to get the memo that he’s not happy about it, given how they ambush him and drag him toward the bed. He’d fight them on it, but they’d only ignore him, so he only sighs and lets them.
Relationship Anarchy/"You're burning up!"/Arranged Marriage/Only One Bed
"Why the fuck do you guys get to go but we can't?!"
"Dad calm down. I don't like it either but you're a human and I'm an angel. We can't just go to Hell whenever we want. Our bodies probably wouldn't be able to handle it." Vaggie set a hand on her father's shoulder to try and calm him down.
"You think I wanna go?"
Messing with their bowtie, Lucifer couldn't help but feel anxious. This was only the second time that they would be seeing their father. The last time had been when they had accidently time traveled into Hell.
The only reason Lucifer had agreed to go was so that Charlie could meet her grandfather and see the unexpected beauty of Hell like they had.
"You can share my room, Charlie."
"Aww~ thank you, Via."
"Oh, oh! Me too! Me too!"
Watching the little girl jump around excitedly, Octavia picked her up with a laugh. "Sure Niffty. You too."
"Girl's night sleepover!"
"Yay!"
"What?! Why does she get to go?!"
"Did you forget that my dear Niffty is half demon?" Taking his little girl, Alastor set her on his head where she usually sat. "Besides, I doubt that you could handle her while I'm gone."
"Can we just get this over with?"
"Come on, Luci darling. At least pretend to be excited. How about showing us that beautiful smile?"
~
"Are you sure this is the room we're supposed to be in?"
"Of course, darling. This is your room after all. Hence the one bed."
Watching the two talk and unpack their bags, Alastor could feel his annoyance growing. This wouldn't be an issue if Stolas stayed in his own room or if Alastor's room hadn't been destroyed by that imbecile Vox in his absence. At least he could take out his frustrations on him later.
"Alastor. Are you going to unpack as well?"
"Uh... Stolas. Alastor isn't going to be all that keen on sharing a bed with the both of us. He isn't that big on touch."
"Oh. Oh dear. What should we do?"
Sighing, Alastor couldn't find it in him to stay upset at the situation. It wasn't their fault. Besides, they could still make this work.
"As long as you do not touch me Stolas, I shall be alright."
"Yay! I get to be in the middle!"
Laughing at his goofy and adorable partner, Stolas guided them to the bathroom with him so that Alastor could have some privacy to get ready for bed.
"Let us get changed so we can turn in for the night."
~
Flopping down in the middle of the bed, Lucifer had to admit that this visit wasn't as bad as they had been dreading. Especially since now, they were gonna be sleeping next to Alastor. It was a rare occasion since he didn't want anyone besides, Lucifer, Niffty, or Adam to touch him while he slept.
As Stolas settled in next to them, they tossed his book away. Lucifer knew that he would stay up all night reading if no one stopped him. Plus, they were feeling a little selfish tonight...
"Could you not throw my book please?" Amused by his partner's childish behavior, Stolas positioned them, so they were laying on their sides with his arms around them. "Better?"
"Much. Now we just need Alastor and we can go to sleep."
"I am just setting up my radio. Or are you going to throw that as well?"
"Oh, ha ha. Hurry up~"
"So demanding. Do not worry your highness I have finished."
Smooth and relaxing jazz music filled the room as Alastor got settled besides Lucifer on their other side. Hooking one of his fingers with Lucifer's, Alastor thought that he could get used to this sort of arrangement.
Sixth and final chapter of my Polyship Week 2024 fic, Shameful Company, is now up!
(Yes, a bit late, but life happened)
Words: 11.9K
Rating: chapter is General, but fic is Explicit
Relationships: James Bond/Q/OMC, Q & Madeleine Swann, James Bond & Madeleine Swann
"James, MI6 did its damnedest to intentionally, systematically strip you of your ability to form lasting attachments to other people. You adapted to the conditioning, which is how you survived. But now, you have to decide if you want to undo that conditioning.”
Pairing: Cassandra/Rapunzel/Eugene
Fandom: Rapunzel's Tangled Adventure
Length: 900 words
Prompt: Day 5 "Only one bed" for @polyshipweek
Zhan Tiri may have blasted a hole through the wall, but Rapunzel’s bed is still intact. Her murals weathered the final battle with minimal damage too.
Most importantly, Cassandra and Eugene emerged from the ordeal unscathed. Rapunzel has not left their sides since Zhan Tiri was defeated and the Sundrop and Moonstone were returned to the heavens.
Night fell fast after the dust settled and everyone was accounted for, and the three of them ended up in Rapunzel’s room. She can’t stop staring at Cassandra’s black hair. Cass looks pale and tired, but her dark eyes are focused and clear.
Eugene has been talking a mile a minute since their victory, trying to defuse any lingering tension, and Cass has told him to shut up three times already, and that’s how Rapunzel knows they’re going to be okay.
“You sure you want to sleep in here, sunshine?” Eugene asks, looking at the debris from the hole in the wall.
“It’s not so bad, Eugene,” she says. “Some fresh air will be nice, and we just spent the afternoon getting the guard back in order, so there’s no danger.”
“Yeah, I mean, what are the odds we get attacked twice in one day?” Eugene agrees.
“Pretty high now that you’ve said it,” Cass puts in.
Rapunzel laughs and sets Pascal on his perch before flopping down on her bed on her back. “This was a good day.”
“Sunshine, we almost got stomped by a giant demon sorcerer lady,” Eugene says.
“The key word is almost,” she says with a sigh. Her body feels liquid against her silk bedding.
“It’s certainly been a day to remember,” Cass says dryly. “I guess I’ll head back to my room. It’s still there, right?”
Rapunzel sits up on her bed. “What? I mean, yeah, it’s still there, but you’re gonna leave? You just got back, Cass.”
“Well, yeah,” she says, but she hesitates.
“Well, I’m not going anywhere,” Eugene says, throwing himself on the bed next to Rapunzel. “Pretty sure Zhan Tiri trashed my room anyway.”
Rapunzel laughs. “You’re welcome here anytime.” She takes his hand, and he squeezes it. “Cass?” Rapunzel says.
Cass huffs as she sits on the edge of the bed. “Someone needs to look after you two.”
“Yay!” Rapunzel squeals. She leans over to kiss Cass on the cheek before she stands up and darts behind her dressing screen to change into her nightclothes.
When she gets back, Eugene has taken off his jacket and boots, and he smiles when he sees her. “I’m gonna have to get used to not calling you blondie anymore.”
“You’ve always been slow on the uptake,” Cass says. She’s still wearing her black and gray bodysuit with the hole where the Moonstone used to be.
Rapunzel digs around in her drawers until she finds what she’s looking for—a white blouse and brown leggings, leftover from a long ago sleepover with Cass. She hands them to her without a word, and if Eugene is surprised that Rapunzel still has some of Cassandra’s clothes in her room, he doesn’t show it.
“Thanks, Raps,” Cass says. She stands and ducks behind the screen.
Rapunzel lays down in bed and rests her head on Eugene’s chest. He plays with the ends of her new haircut.
Cass returns in soft white and brown fabric, and Rapunzel beams at her. She rolls her eyes as she climbs into bed on the other side of Rapunzel.
The princess’s bed is big enough for the three of them, and Rapunzel curls up between Cassandra and Eugene. Eugene drapes an arm over her, and Rapunzel wraps an arm around Cass with a sigh.
“The last time we did this, we were all on the way to the Dark Kingdom,” she says.
“Feels like just yesterday,” Eugene says.
Cass huffs a laugh. “Feels like a lifetime ago to me.”
Internally, Rapunzel agrees with both of them. “Are you still going to leave tomorrow, Cass?’
The former lady-in-waiting is quiet for a moment. “Yes,” she answers. “There’s a big world out there beyond Corona, and we only saw a bit of it.”
“Okay,” Rapunzel says. She knows what Cass means. She knows Cass has to leave for the same reason she did, and for the same reason that she turned down Eugene’s first proposal and floundered at his second. “Will you be coming back?”
“Of course. Just don’t ask me when,” she says.
“We’ll hold you to that,” Eugene says. “So don’t take too long, or Sunshine’ll send the Royal Guard after you.”
“Eugene! I wouldn’t do that!”
“You would,” Cass and Eugene say in unison.
“Only if I was really worried,” she concedes.
The trio falls silent for a moment. Eugene’s arm is warm and comforting around Rapunzel’s waist. She can feel Cass’s steady breathing as her chest rises and falls under Rapunzel’s arm. Eugene lets out a sleepy sigh.
“Will you still be here in the morning?” Rapunzel whispers.
“Yes, Raps,” Cass says, fond and exasperated. “I won’t leave without saying goodbye.”
“Okay.”
“Now get some sleep.”
“Okay. I love you,” Rapunzel says.
She can practically feel Cass rolling her eyes through their connection. “I love you too.”
“That’s great, but can we have this discussion in the morning?” Eugene says with a yawn.
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Diluc/Jean/Kaeya (with background Eula/Jean/Lisa. I'm out here giving my girl a harem) for @polyshipweek's free day. This is a sequel to last year's Group Composition!
When Jean and Kaeya appear battered on his doorstep, Diluc lets them both in out of the cold to rest. Out of the cold, and into his bed, where keeping Jean warm leads him to reminisce about past such slumbers.
Is it cheating to post only for the free day? Probably! But I promised myself a good year ago that I was going to finish this one in time for Polyship Week '24, and I'd like to for once in my fic-posting life hit a deadline. XD
