A November prompt event for fanfiction, fanart, podfic, and all other types of fanworks, centering around fictional non-con. Open to all fandoms and ships.
i know it's still super early so i don't expect them now, but i'm wondering how far in advance you intend to release this years prompts? if the event is going ahead again this year, it's nice to have an event for this
Yes it’s going ahead this year! Unfortunately my dog died recently which kind of threw a loop in my plans, but I aim to post the prompts on July 1. Hopefully that’s enough time for everyone!
Just in case the UI update makes this website unusable (or this account gets shadowbanned somehow because of its content—I don’t think it’s likely but just in case), I did create a subreddit for Nonconvember! I know Reddit sucks, but it’s one of the few places where hosting this event for fictional noncon isn’t against the terms of service.
You can find it at r/Nonconvember. It’s pretty bare-bones right now (there is nothing in it), but I’ll eventually update it with the same information this blog has going forward. (Aka, the rules, FAQ, and prompts.) There’s no need to migrate; I will still be updating here too as long as the website remains functional! This is just another option.
(Ps: prompts for 2026 have been created. I haven’t shared them yet because more than six months in advance feels… excessive, but if you want them so that you can get a head start, just let me know and I’ll send them to you lol. The list will be officially released sometime around May, but I’m 95% sure it won’t change.)
Nonconvember 2025 is officially over, and it’s time to start thinking about 2026.
This was the first year for the event—and my first time running something like this ever—and I would love to hear from you all how it went. I would really appreciate if you could take this anonymous survey to let me know your thoughts. No questions are required, so only answer what you want to.
There is also an option to give suggestions for next year’s prompts, if you have ideas!
I’d love to hear your comments about what worked/didn’t work for this year’s event, and also hear your suggestions for next year’s prompts!
Daily Completionists (aka, a work for every single day!): @ragnarockz and @ghostsandgod
Weekly Completionists (aka, a work for every week of November): @queer-as-in, @og-penningpoppies, @if-you-got-a-heart-at-all, u/cranberryliar (from Reddit), and four anonymous users.
Thanks again to everyone who participated, Completionist or not! Even if all you did was read, I still appreciate you 🩶 See you next year!
Not on this list and think you should be? Let me know; I’ll add you! You’ll also get a graphic made by the wonderful @wobbledogzz. Instructions on what to send here.
i learned this existed when the event was almost over! are you doing it next year? if so, when do you think you'll release the prompts, like next october or earlier? (earlier would be nice but that's just because i'm sad for missing out lol)
I’m absolutely doing this next year too! I plan to release the prompts around mid-September, like I did this year. Possibly earlier (if I have everything picked out and sorted by then 😅).
Also, the prompt collection will stay open until January 1, and you can use the prompts at any time, even after then, if you feel inspired! Don’t worry about finding it late—and I’ll see you next year :D
I would love to reward you for your efforts with 1) a shoutout on a post at the end of the month, and 2) a lovely graphic made by the amazing @wobbledogzz.
All I need from you is for you to DM me with:
if you did daily or weekly
your AO3 username if all the works are not on Tumblr (or the titles + fandoms if they are anonymous)
if you would like to opt out of being mentioned in the shoutout post and keep your participation private (but still receive a graphic)
Please do not send me anonymous asks saying you participated, because I would have no way to send you the reward graphic. If you participated on AO3 and do not have a tumblr, you can send an anonymous ask, but please include an email or other contact instead. If you have no interest in either the graphic or shoutout post, there’s no need to message.
Regardless of if you did Completionist, only wrote for a few days, or just want to read the works, thank you so much for your participation! This event has been amazing so far, and will return next year. And a reminder that the collection will remain open until January 1st—and if you reach Completionist by then, feel free to message me for the graphic, even late. This event couldn’t happen without you 🩶
Summary: A criminal sent to jail by Batman and Robin over a decade ago is released after being sexually assaulted in prison. He goes after Nightwing in revenge.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Keith & Shiro (Voltron), Keith & Foster Father
Characters: Keith (Voltron)
Additional Tags: Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Past Child Abuse, Canonical Child Abuse, Sexual Abuse, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Keith Has Nightmares (Voltron), Keith (Voltron) has PTSD - Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder
Summary:
As Keith is finally safe with his family, memories that he had long repressed resurface and he wishes they had remained faded.
Eurydice did what she had to.
Written for Fandom Empire Bingo 2025 - Prompt: (Marigold) Grief
and Sweet and Short November 2025 - Prompt: Railroad
and 100 Fandoms - Prompt 46: work
and @nonconvember 2025 - Day 24 "It could have been worse"/alt prompt: Aftermath
READ ON AO3 (200 words)
Eurydice grieved her own infidelity, but could not let herself feel guilty for it, because even though betrayal churned in her gut, it was nothing compared to the way hunger used to. This was the price of chasing a promise down the railroad: the press of her name in ink against the paper, then the press of intimacy within her, transactional and devoid of feelings on both sides, as the god made use of his new acquisition.
It could’ve been worse. It hadn’t hurt, and she hadn’t needed to do anything but lay there. Hunger and cold were entirely absent now, so she’d gotten what she’d needed out of the deal, hadn’t she? Still, Eurydice’s hands continued to shake as she cleaned herself up and dressed.
But that matter had barely been a footnote in her contract; her real work had yet to begin. There was no time to rest before she was swept out to the factory floor.
Nor, she soon learned, would there ever be.
It could’ve been worse, she thought, desperately, as she realized the truth of the existence she’d sold her body and soul for.
[gestures vaguely] ya know. anyways. written for @nonconvember, prompt was aftermath, no actual rape, just repercussions. just a drabble 'n a half.
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Gabriel still buzzes under his skin sometimes.
He’s long since aged past assuming it has to do with the vessel not fitting perfectly. Sure, it was uncomfortable at first. But being constrained to a body thats so very, very small does that.
He just tries to brush it off so he won’t think about the source.
Michael, or Lucifer, maybe Zachariah did it. Hammered in the final nail. Pushed the yes out of Gabriel’s ‘lungs’ with enough force to leave him hating it. He did say yes though. That’s what matters.
His chest itches below the skin. Right under the first layer of epidermis. It’d be easy enough to claw himself open, to see if it’d get rid of it.
He knows it won’t.
So he toughens up, ignores it, and keeps moving onward.
Lux in Tenebris - Dark AU - Nonconvember 2025 day 30
This is a dark AU that branches off from this Whumptober chapter here… if Azazel and Ezekiel were interested in torturing Dee a very different way. NSFW.
Lux in Tenebris masterlist here
Contents: dark AU, non-canon, rescue, burns, nudity, blood, noncon aftermath, shower, wounds, internal dehumanization, whumpee thinking caretaker is the new whumper, fucky headspace, dubcon, guilt, oral sex, hair pulling, explicit nsfwhump
I know this one is intense, let me know if you want on or off the taglist!
touch/scalding/without consent/exhibitionism | kneeling/collar/made a slave/forced orgasm | anal sex | gangbang | degradation | dubcon | gentle/collared and chained | guilt | justice served | rescue
Lux in Tenebris - Dark AU - Nonconvember 2025 day 29
This is a dark AU that branches off from this Whumptober chapter here… if Azazel and Ezekiel were interested in torturing Dee a very different way. NSFW.
Lux in Tenebris masterlist here
Contents: dark AU, non-canon, angel whumpers, demon whumpee, human whumpee, multiple whumpers, multiple whumpees, betrayal, group sex, foursome, vaginal sex, anal sex, oral sex, torture, knifeplay, rescue, death, explicit nsfwhump
I know this one is intense, let me know if you want on or off the taglist!
touch/scalding/without consent/exhibitionism | kneeling/collar/made a slave/forced orgasm | anal sex | gangbang | degradation | dubcon | gentle/collared and chained | guilt | justice served
👑Prompt Fill, Non-Con, Underage, Dead Dove, Dark Derek, Deputy Hale AU
2025 Suggestion Anon: Sterek with underage boypus Stiles, something like Derek is a deputy friend of the sheriff and he's been lusting after Stiles. One day the sheriff asks Derek to check on Stiles while he works overnight so he does and when he gets there Stiles is wearing short shorts or something and Derek just snaps. If possible rough sex, maybe dubcon, somno, size difference, belly bulge, cream pie, crying, and boypussy.
✍️Posted: Nov. 28 2025
~~*Read On Ao3*~~
Derek clenched his fists tightly, his blood pumping faster through his veins as familiar arousal shot through him. It was something he had grown used to experiencing whenever he was around Stiles Stilinski. It was far worse than Derek’s usual arousal because Stiles was his boss [the town sheriff!] Teenaged son. Yet, he couldn’t help the way he was lusting after the pretty young teen since they first met.
Stiles was pretty and supple, his skin dotted with moles that Derek wanted to trace with his tongue. It didn’t help that Stiles wore skimpy clothes, too-tight jeans that clung to his body like a second skin and tank tops that gaped at the sides to give Derek glances of dusky nipples that Derek wanted to pinch and twist. Whiskey eyes were wide and expressive, Derek wanted to see them full of tears as he was split open on Derek’s fingers or his cock.
What drove Derek crazy was the summer when Stiles took to wearing the tiniest shorts Derek had ever seen and how they were all but plastered to the teen’s pussy. Derek wanted to rip those damn shorts off and ruin the teen’s no doubt pink, pretty, untouched pussy.
That was what was running through Derek’s mind at this very moment, Derek had stopped by to check on Stiles at his boss’ request and was greeted with Stiles gardening in the backyard in one of those gaping tank tops and painfully tight shorts that were riding up in the back, clinging lewdly to the teen’s cunt.
“Oh! Deputy Hale!” Stiles squeaked cutely as he finally noticed Derek standing on the back porch, staring at him with barely concealed lust. Stiles sprung to his feet and it made Derek rub his sweaty palms on his uniform pants.
“Stiles,” Derek rumbled as Stiles jogged over to him with a pleased smile.
“Let me get you a drink, it’s so hot out today!” Stiles chirped as he led Derek into the house, hurrying to the pitcher of lemonade he had in the fridge. Derek took the offered glass and gratefully took a sip but his eyes were trained on the few drops of lemonade that slipped out of the corners of Stiles’ plush lips and down his throat.
“You’re doing this on purpose,” Derek snapped when Stiles bent over to put his used glass in the dishwasher, the shorts sliding up further to expose a flash of pink pussy lips. That was the last straw for Derek.
“Huh?” Stiles straightened up and yelped cutely when Derek pinned him roughly to the counter, clothed erection pressing against his ass. Stiles’ mouth opened and his cheeks burned as Derek rubbed his erection against Stiles’ ass. Derek’s large palms curved around Stiles’ thighs and pulled them apart so Stiles’ back was arched and his ass was properly pressed to the Deputy’s crotch.
“Going around in these slutty clothes, bending over to flash your pussy at me. You’re fucking begging for someone to bend you over and fuck you stupid.” Derek grunted as he shoved a hand inside of that gaping tank top and twisted Stiles’ right nipple. Stiles squealed and rose on his tiptoes.
“I didn’t, I’m not!” Stiles denied it, but his pussy throbbed at the feeling of his nipple being twisted and tugged.
“I can feel your pussy getting wet, don’t lie to me.” Derek chuckled darkly, but he was telling the truth. He could feel the front of his pants growing damp and the fabric tugged up against Stiles’ cunt was growing wet as the teen got turned on.
“I’m not lying, oh! Don’t, ah,” Stiles let out a breathy gasp as Derek shoved his free hand into the front of his shorts and rubbed his fingers over Stiles’ wet cunt roughly.
“I knew you were a whore the minute I met you, but I didn’t think you would be this easy.” Derek chuckled as he shoved a finger into the teen’s wet cunt, enjoying how it was swallowed easily and Stiles tried to stifle a moan.
Derek searched with his thumb and grinned when Stiles let out a startled moan as the older man found his clit. Derek rubbed against the nub until he could feel Stiles' arousal dripping out of him and it was easy to add a second finger. Derek grinned as Stiles gasped and clenched around his fingers wantonly.
Derek was hard in his uniform pants and he saw no reason to deny himself anymore, not when he had Stiles whimpering and soaking around his fingers like this.
“Deputy Hale, please,” Stiles gasped out as Derek’s fingers slipped wetly out of him. Stiles' legs were weak as he collapsed over the edge of the kitchen counter, blinking wetly as Derek yanked his shorts down around his knees exposing that Stiles hadn’t been wearing panties that day.
“Slutty little thing,” Derek laughed as he swatted Stiles’ ass just to watch it bounce like Derek always thought it would. Derek unzipped his uniform pants, ignoring Stiles’ plead as he gripped his cock. Derek teased the head of his cock through Stiles’ slick folds, grinning with excitement as he kicked Stiles’ feet apart wider forcing Stiles’ back to dip deeper which in turn had Stiles’ ass prop up higher for him.
“I’ve been wanting to do this for a while,” Derek admitted gruffly as he pinned Stiles’ hips to the edge of the counter. Stiles twisted in the hold, but Derek kept him in place with ease. Derek pushed the entire length of his cock into Stiles’ tight cunt in one swift move. Stiles squealed and went still in shock as Derek tossed his head back with a long moan of pure bliss.
It was everything Derek knew it would be, tight and hot and perfect around his cock. Stiles’ cunt was a perfect fit for his cock and Derek knew that would be the case, Stiles had been all but plucked from his fantasies and brought to life.
Derek drew back and thrust back into Stiles’ perfect, welcoming cunt with a grunt and loved the weak mewl Stiles gave at the action.
“Your whore cunt is just swallowing my cock up, I knew it would. You were made to be split open on my cock.” Derek praised darkly as he began to pound into Stiles properly, unleashing all the pent-up frustration he had since he met Stiles all that time ago. Stiles was gasping wetly and shaking as he clung to the counter while his cunt was split open over and over, forcibly spread wide around the Deputy’s thick cock.
“Fuck yeah, take it, ah fuck, that’s a good slut.” Derek grunted, sounding incredibly pleased with himself as he pressed himself against Stiles’ back, mouthing at Stiles’ neck as he adjusted the angle of his hips and Stiles let out a shocked cry as pleasure shot through him.
Derek grinned sharply as he hammered his cock against Stiles’ sweet spot, drawing more and more pleasured sounds from Stiles as he started to writhe against the older and taller man.
Derek easily held him in place as he rutted his cock into the tight clutch of Stiles’ cunt. Derek curved a hand around Stiles’ stomach and moaned as he felt Stiles’ stomach bulging and shifting from the size and shape of his cock inside of Stiles. It was one of the hottest things Derek had ever encountered.
“Come on Stiles, be a good little cock whore and come on my cock.” Derek reached around and rubbed at Stiles' clit with hard, rough strokes. Stiles let out a cry, body arching and cunt convulsing around Derek’s cock as his orgasm was ripped from him.
Derek groaned at the way Stiles’ cunt got even tighter around his cock, but it wasn’t enough, not yet. Derek let Stiles’ head fall back against his shoulder and let out a pleased moan as he spotted Stiles’ whiskey eyes glassy with tears that spilled down his flushed cheeks.
“Fuck that’s it,” Derek grunted, it had been what he had wanted and it sent him into his orgasm. Derek held Stiles close as his cock throbbed as he shot his load into the teen’s cunt, finally fulfilling Derek’s darkest desire.
Derek pulled out a moment later and licked his lips at the sight of Stiles slumped over the kitchen counter, limbs shaky and pussy gaping open as it dripped thick white cum. Derek tucked his cock back into uniform pants only to pull his phone out, he took a few photos of Stiles’ messy cunt and then flipped the teen around to take a full-body photo including the tears which made Derek’s cock jerk in arousal again.
“If you ever try to tell anyone about this, these photos will spread and everyone will know what a dirty cock whore you are.” Derek threatened with a pleased smirk and Stiles blinked wetly at him as his hand went between his thighs to touch the mess of cum the Deputy had left behind.
“Be a good whore and thank me,” Derek pressed and when Stiles didn’t speak, he landed a hard smack on Stiles’ pussy making Stiles squeal and shake.
“T-Thank you, Deputy Hale!” Stiles stammered out and Derek grinned as he gripped Stiles’ chin and pulled him in for a messy kiss that left Stiles gasping for air.
“When I text you, I expect you to show up and spread your legs for me like the good little whore you are. Understood?” Derek decided he may have had his fill for the day, but he wanted more.
“U-Understood Deputy Hale,” Stiles nodded dazed and flustered.
“What a smart little whore,” Derek crooned mockingly as he patted Stiles’ wet cheek before he strode out of the house, whistling a cheery tune.
Summary: Furina tries to warn her past self about her... encounter with Arlecchino. When she thinks she hasn't made the point clear enough, she decides to prepare Past-her instead.
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using self-cest to externalize horrendous amounts of self-loathing and internalized victim-blaming
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Summary: A female elf accidentally trespasses into orcs land. Caught by two orc scouts, she has no other option but to adhere to their laws if she wants to return home.
Challenges: @nonconvember Day 11: Forced masturbation.