You were a huge fan of writing.
You'd write,read,anything really. Mostly fan fiction.
And when you met the Autobots you'd wrote about them doing crazy funny shit they'd probably actually do. Like Ratchet shouting at Bulkhead for buying clothes at the soup store. Maybe not for the exact same thing but hey.
Then you started falling for the leader.
Dear fuck.
He was just...perfect. His fucking voice practically caused a orgasm if he really tried. Or even without trying. It's just that fucking amazing. His body was fucking amazing and don't get me started on those fucking hips holy shit.
You of course kept your stories to yourself and your best friend Miko. You'd even show her your Optimus stories. The stories never got...kinky,per say. Sure it got a bit frisky but not like full on screwin'.
Today you had your laptop,writing another story based on a dream you had of you and,you fucking guessed it,Optimus. You liked writing in the corner of the loft with Miko by your side,giggling a lot as you sometimes made shit posts or bad jokes in the most serious stories.
And this day was no different, you had Miko to advise and point out mistakes in your haste to write the idea down. This was a cheesy one,but Miko was excited to help anyway. Plus,you've made worse.
"Oh! Here make him a total dork here!" Miko exclaimed,not to loud but a bit loud,loud enough Optimus and Ratchet looked over. It was just you,the other humans,Optimus and Ratchet at the base. Raf and Jack played a racing game while Optimus and Ratchet talked about what seemed to be important and privet as they were quiet and sorta away from the loft of humans.
You giggled,"Alright alright. Geez like I haven't done that enough. "You shake your head,writing quickly.
Optimus cleared his throat lines and rubbed the back of his neck with his left servo as the human looked up at him in confusion. "What I am trying to say is...as you humans seem to put it...you are quite...hot?"
Miko burst out laughing,clutching onto you as you rolled your eyes. Optimus walked over and leaned down to the corner you were in,you slowly shut your laptop and smiled up at him nervously. "What seems to be so amusing?" Optimus asked. "Funny you should ask,seeing as Primes don't seem to care for humor." You said with a smirk,he seemed to freeze up at that,then he straightened up,"I can't be curious about what you two do over here?"He questions.
"No. No you can't."
"Aw c'mon,you don't have to tell him every detail." Miko giggled as you groaned,rubbing your face while Optimus watched intently,all eyes/optics on you. "I'm writing shot fictional stories about you guys. Skits and stuff like that. Basically on the side of my other probably even worse than my (fandom) stories." You shrugged.
"...Can I see one?" Optimus asked. You looked from him to Miko,"It's your choice. "Miko said softly as she could tell you were freaking out.
"M-maybe later..."
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It was perhaps an hour after the humans left. The oldest of them,Y/n,drove herself home seeing as she is an adult,just with teen friends.
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Fanfictioneyyy swearing is gonna happen bitches This will contain some gay shit XReaders requests Smut Ships alllllllll that gay shit(SMOTHER ME IN GAY-) And male XReaders here and there,especially if its requested. its not that i hate writing reader as male ...