On AO3, 0.67% of F/F is tagged "Pregnancy." 2.04% of F/M is tagged "Pregnancy." 1.56% of M/M is tagged "Pregnancy."
I'm working on a bunch of stats about how F/F differs from M/M on AO3 -- not the basic amounts or the biggest ships, which I've looked at before (most recently in 2021); this time I'm looking more at differences in ratings, warnings, and other tags. Here's one interesting things I found along the way: F/F is tagged "Pregnancy" far less often than M/M -- in fact, M/M is tagged "Pregnancy" 2.3 times as often as F/F.
I'm unsurprised that F/M is tagged "Pregnancy" the most often, as that's obviously the combo most likely to lead to pregnancy in the real world. But it's interesting how much more common mpreg appears to be than pregnancy within an F/F pair! In fact, M/M is closer to F/M than to F/F.
Stay tuned for more comparisons!
Edit: I forgot to specify something important about my methods! Since F/F ships are so often background ships on AO3, I tried to exclude the fanworks where the F/F ship was possibly a background ship. (And I did similar for F/M and for M/M.) So in the graph above, the categories above are actually:
"F/F" = F/F fanworks, excluding fanworks also tagged M/M, F/M, Multi, and Other (I let Gen stay, because Gen doesn't indicate the possible presence of another ship)
"F/M" = F/M fanworks, excluding F/F, M/M, Multi, and Other
"M/M" = M/M fanworks, excluding F/F, F/M, Multi, and Other
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Silva x M!reader (my first time writing for a male reader).
Warnings: M/M sex, lots of it. Protected anal sex m!receiving. M!receiving oral. Tiny touch of vaginal fingering. A little angsty, some feelings of gay shame (which is bullshit).
Summary: Looking for something you can't get in your small town, you head to the motel, where Silva gives you a life changing experience.
And It Just Keeps Getting Better
Part 3: Opening Up
The location of the motel was only part of the recipe for a successful business. The men had to be handsome and very talented at what they did.
"How will we know if they're any good?" His partner sighed in Max's lap as they sat at his desk looking over the details of some potential employees.
Max swallowed thickly as his cock swelled with the idea he had. "We could hire them. You could test their skills."
"Why would I…? She began to ask as Max shifted and his ram rod hard erection pressed against her. "You'd like to watch?"
Max nodded profusely. "Mmm. Such a dirty boy." She slapped his face lightly before sinking to the floor to give Max some relief.
Max's cock throbbed at the sight of his girlfriend on all fours, her knuckles turning white as she grips the sheets. The unashamed man behind her, completely naked in front of the two of them since he barely walked in the door, slamming into her until her eyes rolled back in her head. Once he'd left her breathless, he turned his attention to Max. Specifically, the bulge in his dress slacks. Max had politely refused at first. Until the man just as politely questioned how Max knew he wouldn't enjoy it if he hadn't tried it before. It didn't take long for Max to spill down the man's throat with a horsed "You're hired."
The gruff looking older guy in the denim shirt clinging to the curves of his bulging arms catches your eye first. Once you were able to tear your eyes away from his broad shoulders you noticed his flower. White. He didn't swing your way. Pity. Scanning the crowd you pick out the men as they mingle. Three of them wearing rainbow flowers look too clean cut for your tastes. Scanning for green carnations you finally spot one. Its owner is far too young for you. Although he is very pretty. When he dances his top rides up to show a flash of his flat stomach framed by his hip bones. An idle fantasy of gripping them as you work yourself into his ass fills your head. Until he laughs and looks even more boyish. As the crowd parts you can see the source of his mirth. His hand rests on the arm of an older man as he laughs at him.
The older man draws you in immediately. He's strikingly handsome. A deep tan in his skin from a life outdoors. His broad shoulders pull his checked shirt tight across his chest. His buttons work at their limits. His hair is greying. His beard is patchy but groomed. His large hands rest on his hips. His thumbs hooked into his belt loops. You think about how good they would feel stretching you out. The thought has you half hard and straining against your jeans. When the man's eyes drag up from your feet you wonder if he can see the bulge from where he is. The smile he gives is knowing as he approaches.
"Silva." The feel of his work worn hand in yours and the sound of his voice halts your search right there.
The kisses Silva gives you are crushing. There's an air of desperation about them that doesn't fit with a man that does this kind of thing for a living. With the desperation comes a roughness that turns you on deeply. Even when he shoves his hands into your jeans to jerk your cock with nothing but his split to aid his movements. There's a slight burn where his hands drag on the skin. A loop of his fist gathered more precum from the tip to make his movements more fluid. His voice is rough as he swallows back some of his arousal.
"Is this what you came here for? To get this pretty cock touched?" His beautiful accent can't hide the dirtiness of his tone. "How would you like me to finish you this time? With my hand? My mouth?"
"Mouth. Your mouth, please." In your quiet little town, with your ex girlfriend just down the street the most you've ever gotten in a quick hand job in a bar parking lot. That was over as quickly as it started with excitement of finally having a man's hands on you.
Silva smiles up from his position on his knees. "First time? Don't worry, I'll be gentle."
"Please, don't." You stutter out.
He treats your cock with the same passion he had treated your mouth. Damn near swallowing you whole. His lips worked your shaft as his throat flexs around your sensitive head. He sucks earnestly as his head bobs up and down. The grey of his hair shimmers between your fingers as you grip it tightly. A new level of pleasure awakes inside of you as you get to be your true self. The strength of your erection only seems to grow. It's not a struggle to keep it up while someone you're not attracted to tries to get you off. Silva somehow manages to take you deeper and you're gone. Something white hot bursts through you as you pump your load down his throat. An apology works through your sobs. You meant to give him some warning before blowing your load.
"No need to apologise. I'm glad you enjoyed yourself." Your cum on his tongue as he kisses you thrills you. "Now, would you like me to show you what else you have been missing?"
Silva's fingers felt nothing like your own as he worked them inside you. "Does that feel alright?"
"Yes." Those brown eyes of his make you feel safe. "I've been preparing myself for this."
Rugged whisks scrap the inside of your knee as he kisses it softly. "Good. I'll get a condom and more lube. Do you know what position you would like?"
That question stumps you. Part of you wants him to fuck you from behind so he can get deep enough for you to feel it for days after. Until it is deeply ingrained in your memory, keeping you going until the next time you're able to have this. Or to keep you hard the next time you get lonely and inevitably have to go back to dating women so your friends don't suspect a thing. Another part of you wants to see his face. You want to see him enjoying your body. You want to watch moans passing those sinfully perfect lips. Then there might be a teeny tiny part of you that wants those brown eyes to reassure you. Nerves swirl in your lower belly.
As if he sees them Silva takes your hand when he kneels back on the bed. He presses kisses to it before he speaks. "I was once like you, hiding who I was from the world. Not allowing myself the pleasures it held. I cut myself from my love too. I went many years without him. Something I deeply regret."
Tears prick the corner of your eyes. "I'm so sorry, Silva. Where is your love now?"
"At home. Waiting for me." Silva's broad smile warms your heart.
"You're not single? Why do you do this of all jobs?"
Silva's smile turns darker. "Because I am very, very good at it. Let me show you."
Both your hands are gripping the headboard above your head. One of Silva's hands cradles you head reassuringly as the other rests over your now fully erect cock.
"Shit. Shit. Silva. Ugh." Your cock swells under his touch as he pushes deeper.
The thick base of him stretching your tight ring of muscle is something else. No toy or your fingers could compare. Then he starts to thrust. His well endowed cock passes over something inside you only a handful of times and you are coming. It feels like nothing you've ever felt before it lights up your whole body. It's transcendent.
"Oh. Fuck. Fuck." You're sobbing as your body is gripped with this new found pleasure. "I'm sorry. So sorry."
"Ssshhh. I've got you. I know." His hands rub your head and the leg thrown over his waist. Leaning in he manages to manoeuvre himself to give you a kiss. "Let's give you one more." His words confuse you for a second until you see that you are still very much hard despite your cum gathered on your stomach.
Silva shifts so he is between your legs. He keeps you full with his hard cock as he does so. "Just relax for me. You look so beautiful when you come. I'd like to see it one more time."
No one had ever called you beautiful before. It touches you more than you thought it could. Silva kisses you one more time before leaning back and holding your knees around his waist. The angle is deeper and when he thrust this time you're sure you'll feel it for weeks. Moaning, you cover his hands on your thighs with your own and grip tightly.
Silva gives a moan of his own. "You feel so good. Any man would be lucky to have you like this."
With him inside you, you lose track of time. It passes in a chorus of moans and the slick squelch of him thrusting into your lubed up hole. You're sure you last longer this time before you feel the tingle.
Silva feels you tightened around him. "Are you going to come for me again, Hermoso?"
All you can do is nod. With a smile, Silva wraps his hand around your straining cock. His hand works even faster than his hips.
"Silva! Oh, Jesus. Fuck." Now time seems to completely stop.
Cum literally shoots from your cock in an incredible release. The whole thing leaves you boneless. Your body is heavy on the mattress.
"There you go. You did so well. Do you want me to stop?" Silva prepares to pull out.
"Maybe." Your hole is starting to feel it. "But I want to see you come."
"You can." Silva eased his cock out and you feel more empty than you ever have. It tugs at something in your heart.
Pulling the condom off with a snap Silva lubes up his impressive length. His large hand wraps around it. His strokes are fevered as he works himself to completion. "Oh. I'm close. Please tell me this won't be your last time with a man?"
Watching his back arch as he thrusts into his hand you know it can't be. Even if you have to move, you need to take that step, to find who you are. "It won't be."
"Good. Oh, mierda! Ugh!" He slumps over a little as his cum mingles with yours on your body.
It's all too much for your mind and body as you mentally check out. Only vaguely aware of Silva getting you up and showering you until your stomach and ass are clean. Then he slips you back into bed. Consciousness tries to escape from you as you yawn. "I'll let you sleep now. Do you want me to lay with you?"
You do more than anything. You want him to caress you softly as you drift off to dream. "No. You said your love is at home waiting. I want you to go to him."
"As you wish." Silva places a kiss to your temple. The door closing is the last thing you hear as you fall asleep.
Silva heads to the office to tell Max he is done for the night. Thoughts of Jake fill his head until one thought cuts through them. Gregor. Silva has taken the young man under his wing. This is only his third fantasy weekend. Making a turn he decides to go check on him. Maybe he could press his ear to the door and listen in. When he gets to Gregor's room he discovers there is no need for that. Gergor must have got himself someone who is just as much of an exhibitionist as he is. Both his curtains and blinds are wide open. Gregor is biting the pillow below him as a larger, older man thrusts into him hard and fast. His eyes rolling back in ecstasy let Silva know that he is completely fine.
Mrs Lord is waiting behind the front desk. She seems a little distracted by her paperwork as her brows furrow together. When he pushed open the door her head snaps to him.
"I will be leaving now, Señora Lord. I have checked with Gregor. He is fine." Silva smiles as he looked much more than fine.
"I'll sign you out, Silva. Thank you for checking on Gregor." She makes an effort to unfurrow her brows. "Give Jake my love."
"I will. Señora Lord are you alright?" Silva presses.
"She's fine." Max's voice comes from somewhere under the desk.
Silva grins knowingly. "Good night, Senor Lord. Enjoy, Señora Lord." He winks before leaving.
"I will." Mrs Lord assures him. "A little faster, Mr Lord."
Max resumes pumping his fingers in and out of her soaked pussy. Everybody in the motel enjoys Fantasy Weekend.
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Toastystats: F/F, F/M, and M/M on AO3
I'm starting to post my deep dive stats that started out as me looking into "F/F vs. M/M on AO3" -- it has turned out to be really useful and interesting to include F/M in most of these analyses (I'd like to also look more at other categories eventually; see further discussion about nonbinary characters). Here are some of the topics I'll be covering: Length, Ratings & Smut, Dark content, Tags & tropes, Growth rate, and Case studies of parallel-ish ships of different genders.
You can read the intro & fanwork length chapter now, and more will be posted soon! You can also listen to me discuss a bunch of the data on the latest @fansplaining episode, Femstats February.
Below are some excerpts of the fanwork length chapter -- but please click through to AO3 for elaboration/clarification/corrections, as well as for descriptions of the images.
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(Terminology: "F/F-focused" means I filtered out every other relationship category else except "Gen," so as to remove ambiguity, and similar for F/M- and M/M-focused.)
A few observations:
These breakdowns are a lot more similar than I’d expected. There are differences, but they’re not overwhelming. It’s not like F/F is mostly just drabbles.
F/F does have the highest proportion of short fic, followed by F/M, and then M/M...
But the long fic end of the scale isn’t what I expected at all! M/M is the least likely to have works over 50K words (this graph doesn't actually show the decimal points due to lack of space, but M/M only has 2.0% of its works above 50K words, while F/F has 2.4% over 50K). And F/M is the most likely to have [works over 50K words]!
....Next, I wanted to look at reader response to long fic.... First, let's look at the word count breakdown for the works with the most kudos...:
We can see that, probably unsurprisingly, many of the works that receive the most kudos are long -- but I was surprised how strong that bias is. Nearly half of these popular works in the F/F and F/M categories are over 50K+ words (I -- or someone else -- should follow up by further subdividing the "over 50K" category, but I haven't done so yet; for now I only used the same word count buckets that I used previously.). Surprising to me is that M/M has a lot more shorter works that get a lot of kudos; only around 1/3 of the M/M works with the most kudos have over 50K words. I'd be curious to hear any theories about why this is.
....Okay, so lots of popular fic is long -- not too surprising. But now let's flip things around. instead of looking at how long popular fic is, let's look at how much reader feedback long fic gets, and see if any category clearly gets the most or least feedback.
For this, I took a very specific slide of [long fic]: works 100K words to 101K words long. I did that because I wanted to compare long fic of the same length across the different categories. But these specific numbers are therefore not accurate for most definitions of "long fic," and should not be taken too seriously -- hence the asterisks on the following slides (Edit to clarify: I did also look at a couple other long slices to check that these general patterns seem to hold... but I haven't confirmed it for all long fic). I did this just to try to get a rough sense of the ranking or the categories. Let's take a look:
Wow! I was surprised to see that F/F averages the most kudos! And that F/M gets the least of all these types of feedback by quite a lot!
Is this because readers don't seek out F/M as much as the other works? Or is it because F/M readers don't tend to leave as much feedback after they read something? To answer this, we need to look at the number of hits (views) that each category gets:
Fascinating! F/F long fic gets the largest number of hits on average. (Maybe this is because F/F works are the rarest, so more people seeking out long F/F fic view each fanwork, on average, as compared to the other categories?) And we can see that F/M long fic gets the fewest hits per fanwork. (Again, maybe this is because there are a lot of long F/M fics out there, so there's less scarcity, and fewer people view each one?)
Okay, so to follow up on the question of whether F/M readers are less likely to leave feedback after viewing a work -- we can compare rates of feedback. For each work I calculated kudos/hits (I actually looked at kudos per 1000 hits to make the numbers easier to think about), and then I took the median of all those numbers to find average feedback rate. I did the same for comments and bookmarks:
The main takeaway here is that the reader feedback rates are remarkably similar. (Again, this is based on one narrow slice of long fic, so I wouldn't take the small differences here seriously.) More people view F/F long fic on average, and fewer people view F/M long fic -- but the rate at which they leave feedback appears to be roughly the same across all categories.
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Read more on AO3 (including analyses of drabbles and one shots)
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Writing Original Characters is just not the same...
The heartache of knowing that nobody cares about your OCs that you crafted and love more than life itself 😭Trust me: NOBODY. CARES.
Nobody cares that Verne is a super big, burly, grumpy, and slightly chauvinistic survivalist alpha werewolf
Nobody cares that Lucas is a creative sweetheart who's taking care of Verne (and trying to convince him to not kill Bo)
Nobody cares that Bo is being held hostage in their cabin until she stops lying that she's not a werewolf
And nobody understands them, goddammit! They don't know how unique and special and perfect and imperfect they are.
They don't know about Verne's trauma growing up on a Louisiana rez,
Or Bo's failed attempts to live that influencer life,
Or the really great and totally original plotline you've thought up,
Or the super hot gay lumberjack werewolf sex Lucas and his husband are always getting up to!
They don't know all the little details and headcanons and meta you've worked out in your head at 3AM on the bedroom ceiling.
They don't get it, that these are the bestest characters ever and the best worldbuilding and the best e-book written that's still not for sale but will totally be for sale in October 2024.
Love them! Please! Love them like I love them! 😩😩😩
*Keeps writing Stucky fanfic to fulfill the urgent and unrelenting need for praise*
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