#ferdibert office au

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Ferdibert Office AU Fic

Office AU -- I imagine their relationship level is ~B Support

18+

What was he here for again? Hubert can't think. It was sticky notes? Or was it another stapler… staples? What is a stapler anyway? He supposes it doesn’t matter. He’ll remember soon enough.

If one thing was certain, he didn’t come into the supplies closet looking for Ferdinand.

--

“Why are you here?” Ferdinand asks.

“Are you dense? I’m looking for supplies.”

Ferdinand rolls his eyes. “You know what I mean, it’s almost 9PM. You should go home so I don’t see you if I don’t need to.”

--

Their other colleagues had left the office at five o’clock. The evening cleaners were gone too. Hubert thought he was alone, hearing nothing but the clicking of his keyboard and the soft patter of the rain outside. Since Ferdinand sat at the opposite end of the office, Hubert didn’t realize he decided to stay late too.

--

“I need to access the shelf behind you, Aegir.”

“Can’t you wait outside? There isn’t enough space in here for two people.”

“Stop being difficult,” Hubert says. “I just need to refill the printer, it’s out of cyan.”

--

His hair is softer than expected. So are his lips -- not that Hubert actually ever thought about kissing Ferdinand, but now that it’s happening he wonders why he never thought of it before. Usually he wanted that mouth to keep shut, but as his hands go from tugging on his ponytail to running down down down Ferdinand’s sides and around to grasp his ass, he’ll mark this down as the first time Hubert is pleased when his mouth opens to moan.

--

“I’m serious,” Ferdinand says. “It’s cramped in here.”

“Just move to the side.”

“Hey, watch out” --Ferdinand must have forgotten they hate each other if he’s thinking about his well-being-- “you’re gonna hurt yourself if you trip over--”

--

Ferdinand flips them around so Hubert’s the one with his back pushed against the shelf. Fingers hook into his belt loops, drags his body closer, and then Ferdinand begins grinding.

This is Ferdinand, Hubert thinks. He’s the one who wouldn’t move out of the way of the toner. He should be home doing whatever he does out of office, making dinner or whatever, not distracting him in the supplies closet so he can’t get any work done. This is Ferdinand, and out of everyone who worked in this building he shouldn’t be the one who makes Hubert’s mind fuzzy and makes his blood rush south and whose body he’s pushing back against, whose little gasps against his neck shouldn’t make heat curl in his gut--

Ferdinand gets on his knees.

It seems they have both lost their minds, Hubert knows this much, especially when Ferdinand begins placing slow, small kisses to the front of Hubert’s pants until he’s hard enough to mouth over the tent, and then his tongue darts out to drag slowly up the fly.

If he doesn’t get on with it, Hubert is sure he’s about to come in his pants from the sight alone. Somehow Ferdinand seems to know because his hands suddenly go to undo his belt, and push his clothing down to bundle around his knees. His cock springs free and -- oh, it slaps against Ferdinand’s cheekbone and he flinches (slightly, only slightly, but enough to notice). Hubert commits the image to memory; it may be the only time he’ll ever get to see it.

Ferdinand licks a strip across his palm and grabs the base of Hubert’s cock. Then he brings his opened mouth to the tip, and when he presses the flat of his tongue against the head, Hubert’s hand shoots to the top of Ferdinand’s head to thread through the base of his ponytail.

If there was a universe where they got along, Hubert thinks when he makes small thrusts into Ferdinand’s mouth to test the limits, they wouldn't need to have quick blow jobs after office hours between dusty reams of paper and broken keyboards. He wouldn’t need to keep half his mind on the sound of the pens rattling in their holders with every thrust, trying not to bump back too hard and have the contents of the shelves spilling over them. He wouldn’t need to be wary of anyone passing by the door (even though he knows they’re the only two left in the building he’s still cautious), but they could be touching each other -- doing more, without rush but with real privacy.

Ferdinand was actually a genius at fixing the printer, maybe if they got along he wouldn’t need to keep cursing the damn machine and could save himself half an hour just by asking for help.

His thrusts become deeper.

“Aegir,” Hubert manages to say, nearly breathless. His fingers tighten in Ferdinand’s hair and he pulls his head down as his hips move up.

Ferdinand’s hand goes from gripping Hubert’s cock to around the front of his thigh. Then he pulls off slightly until just the head is in his mouth and breathes deeply, then pushes forward until he’s taking every inch into his throat and his nose is pressing into the hair there.

Ferdinand is so pretty -- the complete opposite of himself. Maybe that's why he dislikes him so much since they seemed too different to ever get along. But looking at him now, on his knees with Hubert's length heavy on his tongue, cheeks hollowed, and his other hand stroking himself, he thinks maybe he should give him a chance. Maybe he’ll buy him lunch one day as a peace offering, then he wouldn’t feel so mad at himself for succumbing to whatever feeling he’s been pushing away.

When he pulls on his hair to take him off from sucking his cock, Ferdinand’s tongue peeks out from between his wet lips to swipe at the air as if wanting him back. When he looks up and their eyes meet, with his cheeks red and hair mussed instead of in its usually neat ponytail, Hubert thinks this is the prettiest he has ever seen him.

His hand starts tugging at the both of them, making Hubert’s hips twitch while Ferdinand thrusts lightly into his own palm. The slick sound of his hand as it works its way up and down his length, and his open mouth waiting for whatever Hubert has to give--

When his grip tightens again in copper hair, Ferdinand sticks his tongue out. Hubert’s hips thrust forward away from the shelf for the last time, and his breath shudders as he comes, spurts of white landing on Ferdinand’s tongue. When he leans back against the shelf, he watches as Ferdinand’s throat bobs when he swallows. Just another image Hubert supposes he will need to commit to memory.

Ferdinand’s cheeks are still flushed. His lips are wet and red. He’s definitely going to need to redo his ponytail before they leave, and Hubert wonders how he’ll accomplish that with his own come sticky between his fingers. All Hubert can think is I did that to him.

"Not a word about this, Vestra."

Ferdinand's voice is rough, but he feels no better -- at least he can still speak while Hubert is slack-jawed and speechless. He nods in agreement, but Hubert is certain he’ll buy Ferdinand lunch one day.

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Contributor Spotlight: Anophiles

Our next artist @anophiles's work has such wonderful shine!

Q: In a modern AU, what jobs do Ferdibert have? A: There are too many good answers to this question but I particularly enjoy the idea of attorney Hubert and prosecutor Ferdinand or them being regular office workers 🥰

[omgkalyppso]

WIP Name Tag Game

Rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then, tag as many people as you have WIPs.

I was tagged by both @sevarix-blogs and @bhaalbaaby, thank you!!

I'll tag @bladesandstars, @lovely-english-rose, @lucius-the-sinful, @boghermit, @iron-bullogna and YOU.

I am WIPs Georg. Have I made any progress in any of my wips since sharing most of them previously? Unlikely. Still, maybe people missed a post. fghdfg

Writing:

brothers

gan

helpo

illusen

the shorts

vampirism

etoile bs

raphadetta wip 2

death note nonsense 1

death note nonsense 2

thorns as deep as a rose companion

single parent au

sylorenz sex workers

mermaid next

Lorgakh Part I

The wind was bitter cold

kinder claude

fantasy au ?

Leorenz 1

Sumia

Nadeth

sleepyclaude

sylvain's birthday

bad halloween

raphadetta

lorenz poetry 2

fairy outline

hubernie week flowers

visual novel au

stables

first kiss

dreamling

desire takes hob

blacklight

inviting the prince

spring solstice

drunk meldiara

student au

5+1 rufus' office

reconciliation with rodrigue

allying with faerghus

come with me

entombed

nightmare rufus

transported

overstim

plea

soulmate convo

spirit

cruel children

reveal

known

group confession

letter to aranea

hope for victory

lorenz unready

tavstarion

feast of the moon 1

feast of the moon 2

turned

zevtoile

mirror scene

modern?

modern date night

szarr family

echo

petnames

gravestone

zevlor

master rolan

spawn gathering

with wyll and zavorys

leaving rolan

assorted smut

soft halsin

broken hearted

recovering

introducing rolan

meabh and enver bedroom

meabh and enver timeline

zevlor x reader

after the contract

wyll x reader

fae confession

Art:

cordelia

ferdibert

zoritza

[ragamuffinsage]

Absolutely obsessed with ferdibert modern AUs that have Ferdinand dressed like he should be at a country club and Hubert dressed like he’s about to be called into the school councilor’s office. Extremely good and correct.

[countvonvestra]

I must talk about something that has been on my mind for months because it will randomly manifest back into my teeny little brain.

This is Ferdibert aligned with how I am speaking on it, but this could just be in general because I think Hubert would do this in all cases. 

I imagine Hubert didn’t want the Vestra name to be known in history. He works to erase House Vestra and himself from history the best he can. It’s never been a priority for him to be remembered - all that matters to him is that Edelgard’s legacy lives on until the end of time. He will also make sure all the BESF is remembered for their part in the war, he will do everything to immortalize everyone so they will never be forgotten. I imagine they don’t know of Hubert’s efforts to erase him and his lineage from history. When he gets married to Ferdinand he immediately changes his last name to von Aegir, and he folds House Vestra into Ferdinand’s house just known as House Aegir. (I do love when people use Aegir-Vestra or vice versa, btw, this is just my personal opinion.) 

Despite Hubert being okay with being forgotten, Ferdinand is not one to just let Hubert do that. He gets many paintings commissioned of Hubert and hangs them all over the Aegir manor. His favorite painting of Hubert stays in his office, and it stays there for centuries until one of their ancestors gives it to a museum, along with other paintings of the pair. Despite Hubert’s name and house being wiped from history, he is still there. Though his name isn’t clear, he is just remembered purely as Her Majesty Edelgard von Hresvelg’s vassal and Duke Ferdinand von Aegir’s loving husband. Many theories are there about who Hubert was, and some theories are correct. It’s said he is one with the shadows, a mysterious presence that can come and go as he pleases. But the thing they know for sure is that he is a loving being who cares so much. (He is motivated by love after all.) Maybe as time goes on, more gets discovered of him. Maybe they find his name, figure out of the hold noble house of Vestra, find love letters sent between him and Ferdinand. I’d like to think none of it is a coincidence, as Ferdinand wanted Hubert to be remembered. They are the Twin Jewels of the Empire, and Ferdinand wants everyone to remember his jewel. 

I think this also could tie very well into a reincarnation AU. But that could be another post for another time. 

[lucrezia-dormentaire]

Hi I made a r-18 office au ferdibert comic here!! Please check it out if you have time~

[pavlikbuonarroti]

theoretically i would look for ferdibert office au fic but i don't trust you people i know for a fact 90% of it will essentially be name swapped 50 shades and not the harsh reality of hubert cackling menacingly to himself while filling in a budgeting spreadsheet (he deeply enjoys using microsoft excel)

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What Your Favorite Fire Emblem Ship Says About You

Big thanks to DivineNoodles for writing this one for me

Transcription below the cut

Sylvix (Sylvain/Felix): You used to be really into Voltron 

Chrolivia (Chrom/Olivia): You believe that with one lap dance you can get a man to marry you five minutes after you’ve met him.

Chrobin (M) (Chrom/M!Robin): Your ideal relationship dynamic is verified himbo/certified morosexual.

Leoniles (Leo/Niles): Your ideal relationship dynamic is sitcom boss/sitcom employee.

Casphardt (Caspar/Linhardt): Your ideal relationship dynamic is that meme that’s like 'where do you work out?' 'The library'

Robcina (Robin/Lucina): Your love for Lucina outweighs your commitment to the Bro Code.

Tharbin (Tharja/Robin): You just want a big tiddie goth gf OR you want to date Yuno Gasai.

Claudeleth (M) (Claude/M!Byleth): You spend your afternoons posted up outside the IntSys office panhandling for canon gay men

Chrobin (F) (Chrom/F!Robin): Your ideal date involves getting carried off into the sunset by a buff man who drinks nothing but respect women juice

Lissabelle (Lissa/Maribelle): Your ideal date is a sapphic tea party

Lucisev (Lucina/Severa): Your ideal date involves living vicariously through your children

Kamuzero (M!Corrin/Niles): Your ideal date involves cock and ball torture

Xanlow (Xander/Laslow): You just want good things for Laslow. And really, who wouldn’t?

Ryoumarx (Ryoma/Xander): You like older brothers so much that one day you were like “hey, you know what’s better than one onii-san? two onii-sans!”

Azurrin (Azura/Corrin): You either completely ignored the Revelation route or overfocused on it to the point of obsession. 

Corriander (F!Corrin/Xander): You’re so enamored by the fact that Xander has it all - charms, looks, strength, dignity - that you can overlook the whole… uh… [what are you DOING stepBRO?]

Cormilla (Corrin/Camilla): You loved Tharja, but then you were like “Hey, you know what would make this better, if she was my sister”

Dimileth (F) (Dimitri/F-Byleth): You're always a slut for angsty boys who have trouble talking about their trauma... probably because you think you can "fix" them

Dimileth (M) (Dimitri/M-Byleth): You’re always a slut for angsty boys who have trouble talking about their trauma… probably because you want them to rail you

Claudeleth (F) (Claude/F!Byleth): You’re always a slut for MEN GETTING PEGGED

Chromia (Chrom/Sumia): You have gotten into at least three heated internet arguments over whether this ship is canon or not

Edeleth (Edelgard/F!Byleth): You have gotten into at least five heated internet arguments with people who think Edelgard is a fascist

Ferdibert (Ferdinand/Hubert): You have written at least five Victorian Vampire AUs, at least one of which was for a series starring Tom Hiddleston.

Leokumi (Leo/Takumi): Your new favorite meme is that exchange that’s like “Go fuck yourself.” “Fuck me yourself you coward”

Dimilix (Dimitri/Felix): You believe there’s nothing hotter than thinly veiled hostility and resentment.

Claumitri (Claude/Dimitri): You love angsty boys so much that one day you were like “hey, you know what’s better than one angsty boy? Two angsty boys.”

Hildanne (Hilda/Marianne): You thought the only thing that could have made Beauty and the Beast better is if they were lesbians

Dimidue (Dimitri/Dedue): You just want good things for Dedue, also, you probably have like a 24 page thesis on the racial politics of Three Houses

[askhubertvonvestra]

😭 Ferdinand or Edelgard

Lone Moon, 1185

Linhardt has suggested keeping a log of my reflections, since I “stubbornly refuse” to speak of the events at the bridge. If it will keep him quiet, it’s worth the potential security risk. I’m confident I can secure a book, even if I cannot protect Her Majesty’s generals.

Loss is inevitable in warfare. I’m well aware of the stakes. Countless agents and soldiers have gone to their deaths on my orders. It would be deceitful to say none of them ever weighed on me. Over time, the pain of it lessens. Grief or regret can be directed toward purpose, whether honoring their sacrifice or to spite their killers.

But this one in particular refuses to mend. There is simply a chasm there. One day, he was present. And then he was gone. Where the temporary loss of Edelgard was maddening in its agony, causing an immediate surge of thoughtless panic... I cannot muster anything but rote behavior. I perform my duties as always. I provide reports to Her Majesty without fail. I have even assumed a measure of Ferdinand’s responsibilities in his stead. I would even go so far to say that I’m more efficient and productive than ever. His passing is something of an inspiration, it seems. That’s only logical, considering how he carried himself in life.

Instead of an all-encompassing dread, there is only his quiet absence looming over nearly every act. I keep the corner of my desk where he liked to sit clear. The reading chair he sometimes retreated to in my office remains just as it was. I attend our afternoon tea and pour two cups, yet I sit alone. The only time I was roused to expressing any sentiment on the matter was in my refusal to have his chair removed from the war table. If the staff attempting to do so continued, it is entirely possible I would have done anything to make them stop.

I am trapped in this area between grief and a pathetic attempt at denial. He would want me to move forward. And still, I remain.

How foolish... To fall prey to the same mistake twice. I was insufficiently prepared for the calamity at the Great Bridge of Myrddin, and it was someone I held close that paid the price for my 

[The entry was left unfinished.]

// I opted for Ferdinand since I’ve got an ongoing Ferdibert fic on how he reacts to Edelgard dying in a Blue Lions AU. This way, everyone gets the angst they’re after??

[adrestianshadow]

I’m so weak for office AU FerdiBert

Please just imagine boss Hubert trying his best to crush Ferdinand’s spirits and positive work ethic, but being unable to do so. Ferdinand is just as determined to prove his worth and get Hubert to like him no matter what! As they continue this little game, Hubert starts to realize what a true hard worker Ferdinand is. 

Hubert is impressed and even starts to lessen some of his strict orders and busy work. Instead, he gives Ferdinand a promotion to test him further. This new task has the two of them working together day after day. During this time, Ferdinand also comes to realize what a dedicated boss Hubert is and all the sacrifices he makes for his job.

 At the end of the project, the two decide to go out to celebrate with dinner. This dinner has both frazzled, as they are unsure if this is merely a business meal or a date. Ferdinand can’t stop making a fool of himself with his constant nervous laughter and anxious compliments to Hubert all evening. While Hubert only can stare longingly and offer small talk with small flirtatious smiles and sighs all evening. 

By the end of the night, both are slightly intoxicated and take a taxi together back to drop Ferdinand off at his apartment. When they are awkwardly saying goodbye, Ferdinand goes in for a kiss. It’s quick and a little messy, but it leaves Hubert starry eyed as he watches Ferdinand disappear in the distance while his taxi drives off back to his own place.  

[chupiicho]

Ferdibert Office AU.

The first time he sees Ferdinand with his hair down.

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AU crossover

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words of wisdom

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