#silverfox!alpha!Ari Levinson x reader

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Here’s Your Perfect: Part 2

The lord’s manor was alight with buzzing gossip from ladies in waiting, the few that had been far friendlier to you than most.

Your father had been commissioned to create a few gifts for a visiting Lord of the north and his mate, the two alphas’ journey to the south wasn’t just meant to be a social visit. The Lord was making an appearance in the south to refortify some business contracts and negotiations.

At the news of their arrival, your father, mother, brother and yourself were invited to stay in the Lord’s manor alongside a few chosen guests. The chosen few to stay were on the cusp of being part of the nobility, albeit the lower ranks, and their appearance would have looked good for the Lord of the south.

In preparation for staying at the manor and attending the balls that were being held for Lord Levinson and Knight Barnes, your mother had given your brother and yourself intense lectures about acting accordingly.

Your brother was meant to secure a strong match with one of the noble daughters, a guarantee that your parents would scratch and crawl their way up the social ladder. Your brother had enough charm and charisma to gain the high class and unattached ladies, and he certainly had experience fooling around behind your parent’s backs.

If the maids that worked in the tavern had been any indication then your brother had quite the reputation for being a man of ill-morals.

Still, it was all fine for your brother to bed as many low-class women as he wanted as long as he still managed to marry a fine woman.

“As for you,” your mother had chided you, scornfully studying you with distaste, “I think you should find yourself sparse. No noblemen would be encouraged to be wed to an omega like you lest he be under the guise of alcohol.”

The sharp tongue and blistering insult had once upon a time rendered you a sullen mess while you struggled to gain your mother’s affection, your father’s devotion or your brother’s care.

You had learned to resign yourself to being the blackened stain upon your family’s legacy, the future of being a drunkard’s wife or a common whore was almost a guarantee for yourself. Unless your mother and father could find a man and alpha willing to take you upon themselves as nothing more than a tool for their pleasure, you would become any man’s toy.

“Don’t think I’ve forgotten mother, fade into the background and pretend I’m no more important than a phantom.” You had long since come to accept your place as the lingering letdown of your family.

You had given your mother exactly what you wanted once it was announced that tea was going to be served in the sitting room, the first event to welcome the Lord and mercenary, or Knight depending on who you spoke to, to the manor. You had departed like your mother wished, armed with a book and a small satchel of fruit you had left the manor to seek your escape into the garden.

The skirts of your dress trailed with you as you took the path from the back entrance to the endearing peacefulness of the florals and fauna. You had come upon a stone bench set between a wooden arch decorated with fauna and greenery, the delicate nature of the growing vines providing as much comfort as the quietude had.

You had unfolded your book and sank to the bench with the book held in your hands, your eyes reading the ink upon the book as you entered your world and forgot what was happening around you.

Your only distraction had come an hour later when the scent of alpha had permeated the hedges to settle upon your senses. You had found yourself less interested in the book as you were in the lingering alpha nearby, finding that his scent was far less egregious than others you had come across.

“I thought everyone was invited to the party, and here you’re hiding out.” The voice was husky and deep, almost as rich as pure honey as he crooned with natural seduction.

He was standing on the other side of the living wall, the towering hedges that had acted as a topiary maze, and from your secondhand experience had been a good place for couples to hide away for sensual and private moments.

You paused mid-sentence and bit down on the inside of your cheek, humming under your breath as the scent had become thicker, radiating as if the alpha speaking from the other side of the living wall was projecting his natural pheromones as some kind of calling card.

It was a direct response to you as an omega, an alpha who was in the presence of an unmarked omega. You knew you could have felt some integral glimmer of anticipation and fear at the prospect of being so close to a mated alpha, however between his scent and the sound of his voice you were rather curious.

“I’m not one for these kinds of parties.” You snapped the book shut with a click, beginning to rise to your feet when another scent encroached upon you. “It’s the same people and the same conversations, a kind of pissing contest to see whose ego is bigger.”

The alpha had laughed, his voice thick and heady, and you were well aware of his footsteps echoing on the stone path as he started to move. You hadn’t recognized the scent nor the alpha who was speaking, and you had blamed the hedge between you for the boldness in your voice. If he couldn’t see you then he couldn’t determine whose charge you were in.

“A pissing contest?” He was coming close and you’d risen to your feet, still holding the book open to not lose your place, taking two steps for every three of his.

His scent reminded you of the early morning fog that sometimes swept across the ground in early fall, the dense clouds that were nothing more than air slipping through your fingers. This alpha’s scent was being pushed outward toward you and yet it hadn’t carried the overpowering or cringe-inducing pungency like so many other alphas.

This man’s scent was strong, it was an indication of the kind of alpha this man was and the power he heralded but there wasn’t an unlimited ego clinging to the edges.

“I suppose you find it crude.” You turned the corner taking a wide berth around the path you thought he would be taking, further entering the maze. “My mother is always telling me to mind my tongue.”

“I find it amusing.” You faltered, stopping dead when you registered another alphas scent infiltrating your nose, the adjacent power and potency as the second had been as alluring as the first.

They were integrated, engrained indicating that they were mates. The two alphas, both males, had a woven bond that was encased in metal, unbreakable and unwavering.

“I feel outnumbered.” You chimed, still feeling safe enough despite being caught with two alphas somewhere around you.

The two alphas hanging around in the garden hadn’t triggered your fight or flight instincts, their presence hadn’t made you feel as if you were being closed in on. You had almost felt more at ease with their presence here than without, and that security had your hindbrain scrambled. You didn’t know what to expect or anticipate with the two alphas, however, you didn’t immediately think you were in danger.

“Are you frightened?” The second had spoken, the second alpha’s voice as rich and suave as the first.

“Should I be?” You called out to them, their footsteps on stone coming almost in synch with your own as you turned another corner to head back to the entrance of the Lord’s manor. “Are you giving me a reason to be scared?”

The silence was pensive and it was oddly comforting, like being in the presence of an old friend that enjoyed the quietude as much as you had.

“Y/N!” The silence was golden until it was tarnished by the sound of your mother’s voice and the assault of her altered and artificial scent, the pungency irritating your nose. “Come here, now!”

The alphas had silenced themselves, even their footsteps had been stalled, they had resisted moving but you could still pinpoint their scents among the natural essence of the fauna.

“Mother, I was making myself invisible as you wanted. Out of sight and out of the minds of others.” You quipped, scurrying out of the maze-like garden straight to him.

She had put her hands on your arms and shook you once, her cathartic display of irritation with you as she dragged you behind her to the French doors leading to the manor was ritualistic at best. It was a common occurrence for your mother to be annoyed by your presence even if you were doing exactly what she wanted.

“Your brother is contending to court some noblemen’s daughters,” your mother looked upon you with disgust, her eyes narrowed as she studied the plain and simple dress you had worn, the contexture was meant to hide much of your body as possible, “and you…you could have a future as a fisherman’s wife.”

“Or his whore.” Your self-deprecating comment was one that you had heard many times over from your mother, father and brother.

As a woman and omega, who was neither delicate in size nor your composure, there was little hope for your future.

You were an omega who carried more weight than other women, you were an omega who was looked down upon because of your appearance and the manner in which you carried yourself. There were so many more omegas who were far more delicate and elegant than you, so many more omegas who were highly sought after.

“You should be lucky to get a single offer to be married and if you can’t find yourself a husband and mate, then you can consider yourself a common whore for anyone with a cock.” Your mother spoke lewdly, terribly detrimental to you as she yanked you out of the garden back into the manor.

The taste of fruit on your tongue was almost as delectable as the soft stroke of his fingers against your arm as he drew you toward the edge of the stream, the stop coming to a near end.

You had brushed your hand down the front of your dress and then took a step forward, the crunch of stones under your boots was the precursor to the splash of the water. You had stepped into the stream and reached down into the water, closing your hand around a small freshwater minnow, and when you had stood properly, you felt the steady hands of Bucky upon your hips.

“You caught a minnow with your bare hands,” he observed, pressing his chest against your back and dusting his lips against the shell of your ear, “how did you do that?”

“I spent a lot of my childhood, and adulthood, alone. I spent more time reading and running wild in the woods on the back half of the village behind my mother’s back.” You opened your hands watching the minnow in your palms for a moment before you bent back down and let it go free, watching the small fish swim away from you.

“You didn’t deserve any of the treatment inflicted upon you.” Ari had called from the far left, his hands brushing down the horses’ necks as they ate the small bushel of oats set before them. “You will never be treated like that again.”

“Why didn’t you ever find an omega before?” You questioned Ari and Bucky as you stepped out of the stream, shaking the ends of your skirt off, neither caring about the dirt that would cling to the ends or the nature of you willingly getting your hands on a fish in the way you had.

If your mother would have seen you, she would have struck you with her hand for causing you to embarrass yourself and her. She would’ve taken a few weeds to your backside despite being a grown woman, and an omega who could make her own decisions.

“Bucky had been stuck in the arena for longer than he wanted, and when he was out he had become a mercenary for hire earning himself the reputation of The Winter Soldier but with it had come certain hesitating perceptions.” Ari had stepped away from the horses and bent to retrieve the satchels that contained their tools.

“Not many omegas would willingly be happy living in the North with a man who had killed many before with his bare hands.”

“That seems like it would be less of a deterrent,” you hummed under your breath, studying the faint scars upon his hands and forearms, the signs of his successful career as a brute, “and more of an incentive.”

“We are glad we waited.” His hands felt rough and heavy against your cheeks as he cupped your flesh and tilted your head, his blue eyes studying and analyzing you with warmth. “You are the perfect omega.”

“You’re the only offer I would have received.” You stated, pulling away from Bucky when his gaze had become too intense, too captivating for you to hold without having your stomach flip end over end. “No one else was willing to put up with me.”

“Put up with you?” Ari’s gentility had taken a hard edge, his hands stalling during the process of him closing the top of the satchel.

His blue-green eyes were much darker than before, and the flare of his nostrils had you wondering if you had personally crossed a line. It wouldn’t have been the first time that you would have said something that angered those around you, and you were sure it wouldn’t be the last.

You had broken eye contact with Ari before he stood fully, and looked back over your shoulder toward Bucky. His eyes weren’t nearly as dark at the moment as Ari’s were and he hadn’t appeared to have taken such a stark offence to the claim as Ari had.

However, you had seen the subtle shake of his fingers as he continued to tie his hair behind his head, the thin leather strip holding Bucky’s dark brown and silver streaked hair out of his face.

“Put up with you?” Ari questioned again, the physical appearance of him now had sent a shiver, not out of fear but out of appreciation for this massive alpha who was standing straight and tall.

He, like Bucky, hadn’t appeared to hold any kind of disparaging ire toward you although it was clear that Ari in the basest possible manner had taken offence to your statement.

“It’s clear that you weren’t shown your true value and treated as well as you should have been dewdrop.” Ari had exhaled in a huff, his eyes still darkening despite his voice starting t even out and return to the honey-laced words you were getting used to.

His anger, his vehement ire was aimed directly toward everyone who had done you wrong, and Ari had taken offence for you.

“That’s all going to change,” Ari’s tone of voice had produced another shiver, another illusive surge of promise and pleasure to come, “you are ours now. You are our omega and we are going to show you how much you mean to us, how valuable and precious you are.”

Bucky had agreed with Ari, giving him a subtle and soft kiss on the lips before Bucky loaded the satchels and bags again. Bucky had communicated seamlessly with Ari, a synonymous effort to undo all the bitter and unrelenting toxicity that had been inflicted upon you.

You were no longer going to be treated like you were a problem. You were going to be treated like you were the missing piece in their universe, the one they knew they always needed.

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Higher love Ari taking his ice princess to buy new fabric for her costumes and then to a home decor shop for their home. However he’s feeling every comforter and pillow imaging them fucking on it.

He caught your scent before he saw you, he felt your hands upon his eyes before he felt the pressure of your chest against his back. He felt your lips graze his ear and the following oohs and awws of his hockey boys as they took in your presence.

“Keep distracting him, Ice Princess! We might get to go home early!” Johnny hollered from the ice, banging his stick against the boards.

“You earned another lap, Storm!” Ari yelled the order, then tilt his head and kissed the inside of your wrist, his teeth nipping your vein. “What’re you doing, baby?”

“Are you busy later?” You came to sit next to him on the bench, chirping when he draped his arm around your shoulders and tucked you into his side.

“Something you need?” Ari’s chest rumbled against your ear as he spoke, and his warmth staved the chill of the arena.

“I was going to choose some fabric for my costumes, and I’ve started selling designs-“

“You sold some?” A smile broke on his face, pride swelling in his chest.

“I sold four!” You beamed, chirping again as he kissed you, swept you into a hug.

“I’m so proud of you, Y/N!” His hand rubbed your back, softly caressing you. “Honey, you did so good!”

“Thank you!” You pulled away and exhaled short. “So…would you like to come with me? To pick out fabric and choose some blankets for our nest at home?”

“I’d love to, baby.”

“Levvy and Tinkerbell sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!” Johnny chanted again, raising his stick above his head like a trophy, skating around in circles as a mock pirouette.

“Can I kill him?”

“No,” Ari shook his head and squeezed your waist, “I don’t want you going to prison.”

“You take the fun out of it-

“-laxatives on the other hand…” Ari grinned and leaned in, bumping his nose against yours.

“I’ll see you later,” you kissed him quickly and rose to your feet, escaping the coaching bench before Johnny could say more.

** **

“See anything you like?” You spin halfway in the aisle, practicing a move without the ice, and stop when you notice Ari feeling a blanket between his thumb and forefinger, a heavy look of contemplation on his face.

“Ari? Everything okay?”

“Omega,” there’s a heaviness to his voice, a tone that makes you shiver, “I’m thinking…”

“Thinking…?” You saunter back to him, looking over his arm to the blanket he’s feeling. “Thinking about what?”

“About you,” Ari’s voice hitched, and you caught onto his desire, “and how this would feel against your bare skin as I fuck you.”

You squeaked in the middle of the aisle, the sound sharp and unhindered. Ari had snapped his head in your direction, an alpha on the predatory side of his senses. He had watched you with a heavy gaze, the corner of his lips twitching.

“Omega,” he repeated your designation, a lusty purr on his lips, “oh sweet girl…”

“A-Ari…”

“This one,” he spoke of the one he was touching, “would be pleasant on your flesh. A little texture for rougher fucking.”

“Oh my-“

“But this…” Ari moved on to a softer blanket, humming. “This would the blanket I would use when I breed you.”

Your silence was telling, as was your heart thrashing.

“Oh yes, you need something soft to be bred on. It goes back to the instincts that first rose in alphas. The men who would skin animals to provide furs for their omegas…it was all about providing a warm nest for their omegas to be bred in.”

“Ari…” you whimpered, your legs shaking, “Ari, I can’t-“

“Both do you think? Or more? I think I need to buy one in every colour. To create a proper breeding den for you, sweet one.” He grabbed them all, one in every colour and dropped them into the cart, his intense gaze settling upon you.

“Now…we should head to the pillows, this breeding den has to be perfect.”

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Here’s Your Perfect

Prologue Part 1 Part 2

Summary: With a history of being passed over and unwanted, you find yourself with no prospects for marriage. Seemingly doomed to be a woman of ill-repute when your mother and father ultimately get tired of you being around, you expect the upcoming social season to be your last before you’re cast out.

You are not the lithe and delicate woman most men have come to desire. You are a plus-sized woman in a society with men that crave and desire women with gentle curves. Not like what afflicts you.

In your forced quietude and demure state, you find solace in the study surrounded by books. Never the first choice, hardly the third or fourth.

With the only prospects available to you seem to be the drunken merchants by the docks, your future seems bleak. Until your mother and father inform you that they have received a dowry of sorts for your hand in marriage, an offer from two older men who have found themselves lacking a wife.

The conditions are set, the men have come to retrieve their bride and you are stalwartly surprised to find yourself at the centre of two powerful men’s desires. Your future husbands bear a great reputation and they will seek nothing less than your unreserved happiness.

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Alpha!silverfox!Steve Rogers

Asylum!Steve Rogers and nurse!Reader

Brave New World

Breathe You In

Curtis & Mousey

Jake Jensen & Pretty Girl

Jake Jensen & Princess

Lloyd & Pumpkin

Lycan!Steve Rogers & barista!Reader

Photo ask game drabbles

Silverfox!professor!Ari Levinson & his librarian

Silverfox!Bucky & Sweet Girl

Silverfox!Johnny Storm & Little flame

Silverfox!mechanic!Steve Rogers x nurse!Reader

Silverfox!paramedic!Bucky Barnes & Bambi

Werewolf!Ari Levinson & Sweetpea

Wildest Dreams

Six sentence smut — thick thighs, Stucky x reader

Johnny & Jake & plus-sized reader

Sugar & Spice welcome home Wednesday

Thick thighs save lives take out Tuesday

Mob!Andy & mob!Lloyd

Three reasons why…YAY Steve

Three reasons why…BB&B

Jefferson gets angry and runs off his cat familiar

Colin Shea hockey

Werewolf!Ari sleepy Sunday

Monster match-up orc!Curtis Everett

White werewolf!Bucky Barnes

Lycan!skinny!Steve Rogers

Lucas Lee university soulmate

Bucky and his ex wife (Bucky is an asshole)

Bucky loses Reader (Once Bitten, Twice Shy)

Steve x reader x Natasha (bisexual!reader)

Fae!Stucky find cat!shifter!Reader

Silverfox!Ransom Drysdale meets reader’s child

Silverfox!Nick Fowler

BT Ransom takes his omegas shopping

Chubby!Bucky takes care of Becca while reader’s gone

Demon!Curtis Everett x human!Reader

Death!Bucky Barnes x life!Reader

Demon!Curtis confronts readers ex

Pipsqueak makes a good tray for Nick and the team

Fae!Jefferson and his reader go to a festival

Construction!alpha!Curtis Everett

Nick introduces pipsqueak to his teammates

Silverfox!Nick Fowler

Kitty!Reader is saved and housed by fae!Curtis, her defender when Jefferson comes to collect her

Ceo!Ari meets plus-sized!Reader at her bakery

Alpha!biker!Steve and alpha!biker!Ari meet pregnant!omega!Reader

Chris Evans (rpf) x pregnant!one night stand!Reader

Demon!Curtis teases reader

Here’s Your Perfect (drabble)

Ari is in a rut, Ice Princess has to help him out

Werewolf!Curtis Everett meets his luna!Reader at his work

Soft!dark!Steve Rogers and his wife

Soft!dark!mob!Steve Rogers and his wife

Jake Seresin gets protective

Silverfox!biker!Steve meets Ladybug

Silverfox!cowboy!Curtis meets his bride at the airport

Silverfox!cowboy!Curtis & reader sleep together for the first time

Bucky meets Steve’s assistant (HFY)

Cop!Andy Barber x arrested!Reader — how they meet

A/b/o angst

Silverfox!lawyer!Andy Barber

Silverfox!mob!Steve Rogers

Werepanther!Andy Barber gets set up with human!Reader

Merman!Curtis Everett x nurse!Reader

Silverfox!Steve Rogers x Ladybug

Werewolf!Curtis Everett x human!Reader

Fae!Ransom Drysdale x human!Reader

Silverfox!cowboy!Curtis gives reader a sad goodbye

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Countdown To Halloween — masterlist

Day 1 — plan your Halloween costume

Jake & Princess werewolf!Ari & Sweetpea (luna)

LMF pack discuss their costumes

asylum!Steve Rogers x nurse!Reader

Day 2 — Boo or Booze your neighbour

Silverfox!Bucky Barnes & younger (lab tech) reader

Day 3 — Decorate your house

Teacher!Andy Barber x plus-sized!Reader x teacher!Curtis Everett asylum!Steve Rogers x nurse!Reader

Day 4 — Make a Halloween themed treat

werewolf!Ari Levinson x luna!Reader (sweetpea)

werewolf!Ari Levinson x luna!Reader (Sweetpea) drabble #2

Day 5 — Visit a haunted house

Ari and ice princess visit a haunted house

Day 6 — plan a trip to the pumpkin patch

Ransom and Marshmallow pick pumpkins

Lloyd & pumpkin

Day 7 — paint your pumpkin

Steve and Bucky show off their painted pumpkins (wildest dreams)

Silverfox!biker!Steve Rogers helps paint pumpkins with reader’s kindergarten class

Day 8 — carve a Jack O’Lantern

Winter and reader carve pumpkins

Day 9 — Make a pumpkin flavoured treat

Honeybee and Ari invite fae!bucky and his mate over

Day 10 — host a Halloween themed brunch

Steve/Thor/Bucky/Logan find reader at a diner hosting a Halloween themed day

Day 11 — Play a Halloween themed game

Andy and Curtis join reader and her third grade class for games

Day 12 — Read a Halloween book

Steve comfort Bucky and omega bean after they read a scary book

Day 13 — Host a Halloween movie night

Sweetpea and a friend watch scary movies

Day 14 — watch Hocus Pocus

LOTB Reader and alphas watch Hocus Pocus with their pups

Day 15 — make a delicious Halloween themed breakfast

Wyoming and Noah make breakfast for Steve

Day 16 — attend a Halloween festival

Jefferson and his familiar

Day 17 — Make a Halloween snack board

Pipsqueak makes a snack board for Nick’s team

Day 18 — make a Halloween cocktail

Jake and Pretty Girl go to a private cocktail tasting with themed drinks

Day 19 — Go trunk or treating

Ari and the hockey boys host trunk or treating

Steve and Bucky and omega bean go trunk and treating

Day 20 — Listen to a Halloween playlist

Jake and baby bear listen to a Halloween playlist

Day 21 — Create a Halloween Craft

Kitty!Reader makes Curtis & Jefferson flower crowns

Day 22 — Walk around your neighbourhood looking for decorations

Alpha!Ari & alpha!Steve go on a walk with reader and their pups

Day 23 — Make candy apples

Reader helps biker!Curtis’ kids make candy apples

Day 24 — make a gingerbread haunted house

Steve and Bucky buy reader a gingerbread house to decorate

Day 25 — tell spooky stories

Nanny!Reader defends Theo and James when someone tries to scare them

Steve and Bucky scare omega bean with scary stories

Day 26 — have a Halloween photo shoot

Sweetpea surprises Ari with a Halloween pregnancy announcement

Reader and Becca take a photoshoot of Becca in her Winter Soldier costume

Day 27 — attend a costume parade

Steve and reader help Noelle get ready for her pre-school costume parade

Day 28 — Attend a Halloween party

Plus-size!Reader is stopped from going to a party when her boyfriend sees her costume