#oblivious!peter

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Are you still doing fic searches? If so, I’m looking for one that popped in my head a while ago where Stiles licks things he claims. Like, the childish kind: that’s my donut *licks*. But he does it to everything. A lot. And one day at (I think) a pack meeting, something happens to cause Stiles to possessively lick Derek. I’m almost positive it’s Derek. Which is why I came to you.

Please help? Trying to search this is a nightmare full of smut when I’m really wanting cute and fluffy right now. (Even though I now have a good collection of smut marked down in my tbr list.)

Hi @tagsonourtoes! @kiki44430 says it's not sterek but there is licking!

Cause I Want You (all to myself) by LadySlytherin

(1/1 I 6,357 I Teen I Steter)

Stiles has an odd habit of licking Peter, seemingly at random and without much thought. Peter takes a lot longer than he should to figure out why.

or

Six Times Stiles Stilinski Licked Peter Hale...and one time Peter licked Stiles instead.

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

i have a Scene - a Plot if you will - that backs this as context. y'all are gonna have to trust me on this one <3 or read the tags...

[irradiatedsnakes]

this is the impression im getting

[silverameco]

Remus is the most pragmatic and sensible out of the marauders, except when Sirius bats his eyelashes at him saying whatever he'd be like "yes😍sure😍whatever you say😍"

his mind is like no thoughts just pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty

Sirius is well aware and regularly says confidentely that he can get Remus to do anything.

James and Peter want to hit their heads on the nearest surface at least 5 times a day, they're like "there is no way they don't know they're in love"

and yet.

[obamerzslop]

Playin Pocky. Also first kiss, it happened guys!

[nothingtoseeherebyeexx]

that one scene from stranger things but it’s wolfstar

peter had enough. and rightfully so.

(james is in the back filming everything for the girls, he pulled out the phone as soon as peter got up from the seat)

[rudamaruda520]

James: Pads, what are you planning for your anniversary?

Lily: I know Remus is not a romantic type, but I hope you have something special in mind...

Sirius: I have anniversary with Remus?

Peter: Didn't you start dating almost a year ago?

Sirius: YOU WANT TO TELL ME I WAS IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH REMUS FOR THE PAST YEAR AND NO ONE TOLD ME?!

[webslingingslasher]

https://x.com/astralbaes/status/1771601120026079297?s=20

this is cherry when she unlocks makeouts and isn’t scared of peter anymore fnnfnfnd

peter wobbles when you wrap your arms around his neck, appearing from nowhere and hanging off him. he's in the middle of talking to a brother, but still holds an arm around your back to steady the both of you.

'right, right, uh huh. it's like- wait, did he fucking tell you about,' peter's brain lags slightly when a wet kiss is placed at the base of his neck. '- the car? not only did he dent the fucking bumper but then he tried to tell...' his voice cracks at the end, peter was unprepared for the light nibble you'd give him.

peter clears his throat and continues, he tightens his grip around your waist. he's telling you to calm down without words. '-tell ryan it was there when he took the car that morning.'

conversations over. you waste no time and bounce up on your toes to meet his mouth, peter's caught off guard but he shouldn't have been, kissing him has been your new favorite thing. especially because he gets so pliant when you're the one initiating.

'hey, c'mon, you had him all week. let me get ten minutes with parker.' peter thinks that's fair, you've been all over him recently and he’s had zero complaints. his brothers on the other hand... are starting to notice his absence from the group.

peter pushes at your hips, he's pushing you away, he's revoking his kisses. it won't do, you turn to glare at his brother, you keep peter tight against you.

'he's mine.' you hiss out the words and peter almost drops to the ground because he's never had a girl so possessive over him and having it be you was the hottest thing he's ever witnessed.

'there's enough of me to go arou-'

'no.' it's just as cold as your earlier statement, no one is going to take your favorite thing away from you. peter flashes his brother a weak smile and holds his finger up, then he brings his head down to whisper in your ear.

'give me a few minutes with my friend. i'll come find you in a second.' you tug at his shirt, 'no.' peter kisses your temple and gently brings his hand around his back to try and gently pry you off.

'c'mon, cherry. your friends are here, go say hi for a minute.' you latch down when peter tries to grab your wrist, you've got a vice grip. 'no! i wanna kiss you.'

peter's brother is watching him fall right into your hands, he channels some of that frat boy edge from last year and breaks your hold. it's like he just committed a cardinal sin. 'we're in public. no more kisses, go find your friends.'

you turn into a grumpy mess and cross your arms over your chest. 'you never wanna do things when i want! it's always you and what you want and your rules and your game and... and... you suck! find someone else to kiss tonight!'

you stomp off, then turn right back around and point at him. 'that's me being upset. if you kiss someone else tonight i will fucking kill you. but- go kiss someone else cause it won't be me!'

peter watches you leave his eyesight and closes his eyes when his friend snorts at him. 'well, you know what? i've never seen a girl so desperate to makeout with you.' he punches peter’s shoulder as he jokes around. 'i thought you were better than a 'put something in her drink' type of guy.'

peter rolls his eyes. 'yeah, yeah, yeah. like you wouldn't be first in the lineup if you woke up with tits.' his brother raises his hands up, 'i dunno, man. that 'he's mine' comment has me second guessing it.'

'fuck, i know. where the fuck did that come from?'

'no idea. it was kind of hot though.'

'okay.' peter's done with this part of the conversation and what his brother finds hot about you. peter moved right back in on the semi- car thief and was filled in on what he missed out on while he was mia. peter doesn't think he missed much, you were much more entertaining than an arm wrestling competition.

ten minutes later and his brother nods towards the party behind them. 'go find your girl, i'm gonna go try to find my own possessive princess.'

you're still upset when peter approaches, he aims for a kiss on the cheek, it's a bad move and you're swatting at him to back up. 'oh no, not happening, no sir. you told me no more kisses and i said it's always up to you when it's convenient and you let me walk away.'

peter frowns, 'did you want me to run after you?'

'yes! i wanted you to tell me that wasn't true and you respect what i want too.' peter cups your cheeks to force you to keep your eyes on his.

'i respect what you want. and i'm sorry, cherry, but i'm not going to run after you. part of a relationship is communication, when you walk away from me i assume you want space, not that you want to be followed. if you have an issue you need to hash it out with me, not expect me to fill in the blanks.'

'so you don't care?'

'i do care. i care a lot, cherry. but i also have other friends and obligations and i can't always drop them for you. but that doesn't mean you have to stomp off and expect to get your way.'

you look to the side, you're bad at this relationship stuff and you're glad you have peter here to guide you. it doesn't mean you always like it. 'but you're mine.'

you have no idea how that makes him feel. 'i am?' he's craving more of your possession, he wants to know just how much you need him. 'of course you are! you're mine and i'm yours and when i want a kiss i want you to kiss me, it's very simple.'

peter perks up, 'is it?' you huff up at him, your hands wrap around his wrists. 'yes.' peter would be very, very dumb to disagree. but he also has some boundaries.

'alright, i hear you and i'm glad you're communicating with me. personally, i'm not a huge fan of pda, but you are. if you want a kiss, i'll give you a kiss. but no makeouts or groping, can we agree on that?'

you almost blind peter with your smile, you nod quick and fast. 'yes, yes, yes! look at me go, petey! communicating and compromising! i'm gonna freaking rock this girlfriend stuff.' you brush a hand over his shirt, smoothing out a small wrinkle.

'all thanks to my practice boyfriend.'

peter feels numb. 'practice boyfriend?' you grin, 'yeah. you're the pop quiz before the test, so, thank you.' peter drops his hold, you frown and reach for his hands but peter crosses them over his chest so you can't.

'i'm not doing this to pass you off to another guy, cherry.'

you raise an eyebrow, 'then who are you passing me off to?' peter's not the best at communication either because he still can't get the 'i'm in love with you' off his tongue.

'i don't know. what was all of that about i'm yours and you're mine?' you 'ooh' at him and do a little spin, peter feels his heart thump three times as hard.

'not ready to give me up yet, parker?'

you don't have to ask for a kiss, peter's already doing it for you. you're breathless when he pulls away.

'never.' 

[someawkwardnerd]

late night studying <3

[yourgalgremlin]

James + Pete use a TikTok sound to get Sirius to kiss Remus

JAMES: “4 BEST FRIENDS IN A ROOM—2 MIGHT KISS!” 🎶

PETE: “Yes they will!”🎶 *Hands phone to Sirius*

SIRIUS: Me? Ok Prongs, smooch me!

REMUS: …THIS is my villain origin story.

[erinwantstowrite]

I think the Batfam meeting MJ in the future would be a funny thing. Idk what sort of personality or attitude she’s going to have but I see her being really sarcastic and possibly being Peter’s voice of reason (like telling him the truth or just being completely honest with him, even if it’s not the thing he wants to hear)

that's 100000% the plan for her. i wanted to take inspo from some different Mary Jane's... except the Toby McGuire version. I dunno what it is and I don't speak ill about women characters because i will defend her with my life however i just can not like her. but anyway!! she's going to be leaning into a bit of alternative styles (i have yet to figure out her niche so don't @ me on this yet folks I haven't even gotten to write her), she wants to be a movie star, she's really into advocating for the earth and for people's rights (she's very active in these circles), she's taking self defense classes, etc. she's definitely not afraid to speak her mind but not in a "oh i'm brutally honest" way but in a "i genuinely think we need to have a talk" way. she is not a fan of authority figures unless they can prove themselves to her, and she is incredibly loyal to her friends. i wish i could write more about how she'll be in their dynamic but it would be spoilers so i'll force myself to zip it but know that i am SO excited to write her

[siriuslylu]

pretty - wolfstar microfic - word count: 376

“Moony?”

“Hmm?”

“How do you know you like someone?”

That made him look up from his book and right to his friend, he was sitting by a tree, and Sirius just laying down beside him, while Peter and James were playing a one-to-one football match.

“What do you mean ‘how do you know’? You’ve never liked anyone?”

Sirius stared at the sky for a moment and then looked back at Remus

“I don’t think so, no”

Unbelievable, the Sirius Black. He had his own fandom at school, how come he never liked any girl?

“Well” he wet his lips “umm, you… I guess, first of all, you find them pretty, like really pretty, and you feel weird when you look at them, like all nervous, you don’t really know what to say, afraid of messing it up, get all red from embarrassment; you wanna see them all the time, wanna tell them everything first, look for excuses to talk to them or hang out”

Sirius nodded lost in thought for a moment

“You’ve never felt that way for anyone?”

He saw his friend frowning before looking back at him and shake his head

“No, I mean, following that list, the first person I come to when I have a problem, when I’m happy about something or when I have news is you, even before James now” he snorted “and I do find you very pretty, but I don’t feel embarrassed or afraid to tell you something, it’s… actually very calm being with you, also I don’t need a reason to hang out with you, I just do, so…” he shrugged gazing at him and made a funny face smirking and quirking an brow “well, talking about getting all red, Moony you look like an apple, so what? You like me?” and burst out laughing before turning around as Peter called them. “Anyway, forget I asked, I was just curious, but thanks though, I’ll keep your list in mind”

He stood up, shrugged the grass from his knees and turned towards Peter and James

“Wait up! I’m in!”, shouted back before jogging away

And Remus could only look his way with a burning face and mouth agape, because Sirius Black had just said he was pretty

“Oh, fuck”

[levforfakes]

you mean literally just remus

[engie-ivy]

@wolfstarmicrofic 11th: Sweater

470 words

But Why That Sweater?

James closes his eyes with a sigh as he lets the taste of fried eggs with melted cheddar wash over him.

Last night started in the pub and ended in the club, and in between were many, many beers. As per Marauder tradition, a night of heavy partying is always followed by Sunday Hangover Brunch at Scallywag’s. Well, for James, Sirius and Peter it is. Remus needs to keep a minimum of 5 meters distance between himself and food of any type until at least 4 p.m. after a night of drinking, so he had excused himself from this particular tradition.

“What do you make of that?” Peter nods over to where Sirius is making his way over to the barista to get another coffee after having drained his first cup.

“Make of what?” James asks, reaching for the hollandaise sauce.

“Well,” Peter says. “He's obviously wearing the same trousers he wore last night-” It's easy to notice, as they're Sirius’ infamous ‘Make my Arse look Devine’-Jeans, which he only wears when he really wants to impress, and which have, according to him, never failed to deliver. “But he's wearing them with that sweater. So what does that mean?”

James arches an eyebrow. “That even Sirius Black knows a skintight, see-through t-shirt is highly inappropriate for Sunday brunch?”

Peter shakes his head. “No, I mean, showing up at brunch wearing last night's trousers and doing a very poor job at hiding those hickeys in his neck, normally it'd be a no-brainer what that means.” He rolls his eyes. “Sirius pulled a bird last night and did not sleep in his own bed. But that sweater is clearly Moony’s, so what does that mean?”

James finishes chewing his toast, calmly puts down his cutlery, daps his mouth with his napkin and places it back next to his plate, before folding his hands under his head, leaning on the table looking at Peter. “What do you think that means?” He asks gently, and it reminds Peter of the way his teachers used to look at him when he asked a question about the material, but they were certain that if he thought about it just a bit harder, he'll figure it out on his own.

Peter frowns as he thinks it through, then his eyes widen and he gasps. “Oh my god.” He leans in closer and lowers his voice. “Do you think Sirius wore those trousers on purpose and faked the hickeys to make us think he hooked up with some girl, while he actually just crashed at Remus’?”

The look of disappointment on James’ face is one Peter also knows very well from his previous teachers. He gives Peter a pitying smile as he reaches out to pat his hand. “Keep trying, Pete. I'm sure you'll get there eventually.”

[soupyloopyx]

hiking (marauders' version) - part 1

Sirius, looking ahead: this view is beautiful. i think it's the most beautiful thing i've ever seen

Remus, looking at Sirius: no, i'm looking at the most beautiful thing right now

Sirius, blushing: awwwww, remus! you're-

Remus: that lake behind you is MAJESTIC

[lulublack90]

Prompt 26 - Ribbon

@jegulus-microfic September 26, Word count 285

The welcome-back feast was everything James had been looking forward to. All his Hogwarts favourites were there. Roast chicken, Yorkshire puddings, treacle tart and chocolate éclairs. By the end, all four of them were stuffed, so full even Remus had slowed down to just licking cream off his fingers. James was amused when he saw Sirius staring unabashedly at Remus’s mouth when he sucked on a digit. If those two didn’t figure it out by Christmas, he was going to have to do something about it. His eyes flickered to the Slytherin table, zeroing in on the person he was looking for. 

Regulus was surrounded by his friends, finishing off their puddings. His hair was longer this year, Walburga must not have insisted that he cut it. James looked closer as Regulus turned to scoop another spoonful of trifle into his bowl, and that’s when he saw it. 

It was almost invisible in his dark hair. Regulus had gathered his hair up to keep it out of his face while he ate and tied it up with a black velvet ribbon. From what James could see, it had a silver design woven into it, but he couldn’t quite make it out from where he sat.

He could feel the flush creeping up his face when he thought about how lovely that ribbon would look around Regulus’s wrists later if he could convince the boy to give it to him. He shook his head to rid it of the lewd images forming behind his eyes and threw a profiterole at Sirius, breaking his trance and earning him a handful of sugared almonds to the face. This year was going to be excellent. He just knew it.