CEO Thor Odinson scolds his secretary Peter Quill for coming late to work. Peter gets super frustrated because his boss is also his husband who is the reason Quill is late to work. Mr Odinson just kept him awake all night.
Quill: That’s ridiculous Thor doesn’t have a crush on me
Gamora: He does
Rocket: He does
Groot: I am Groot (He does)
Mantis: He does
Drax: He does
Thor: I do
Cape Problems (thorquill)
Thor really hates Strange.
Now, not really. He helps with the new Asgardia construction and he’s dating Loki, so it actually keeps Loki out of Thor’s hair, which he appreciates, but that’s not what he hates about Strange. It’s the god damn cloak.
You see, Thor was the original cape wearer, but then Strange came along with this magic cloak, and that’s fine, except it’s not, because the Cloak of Levitation is the best wingman. Not to mention all of those times it’s prevented Thor from interrupting their sex. He had to spend an entire night in his office, because the Cloak didn’t let him in the apartment, and when he asked Loki why, he’d smirked. At the kitchen counter.
So Stephen’s Cloak is very loyal and Thor’s cape just… sits there.
Thor huffs as once again, the cloak comes through the window with a bouquet of flowers and sits them on Thor and Loki’s kitchen counter.
“Aww,” Loki croons, smelling them. Thor slams a sandwich on Loki’s plate and turns away, brushing his hands on his apron. The cloak peeks over his shoulder, brushing momentarily against Thor’s stubble.
“Stop it, you,” he says, batting it away. The cloak drops its shoulders and curls into a ball and goes to Loki. Thor suddenly feels very bad about his actions.
“She likes you,” Loki observes.
“Get dressed,” is all Thor says.
When he heads down to his office, Peter is there and his heart does one of those involuntary somersaults and he straightens a tiny bit.
“Hey,” he says as Thor settles in his chair. The kind that swivels. It’s a gift from Tony.
“I never thanked you for, you know, giving us a place here. Asgardians are very friendly,” he smiles almost tentatively and Thor’s heart quickens a tad bit.
“They are if you’re not an enemy,” Thor says, and his voice sounds an octave higher and not its deep self. He clears his throat.
“I’ll be going, then,” Peter says. “I just came by to say thanks. See you in the evening.”
“Okay,” Thor says meekly. He doesn’t see Peter all day, much to his disappointment. In the evening, they’re all having an Avengers campfire, and Thor decides to take his cape. Loki surveys his outfit critically.
“Thor,” he says. “You’re wearing a blue t shirt, pink formal pants that for some reason have hearts on them and your cape to top it off. Are you quite sure you’re sane?”
Thor frowns. “I miss wearing my cape.”
“I will disown you if you wear that.”
And with that, Loki snaps his fingers and suddenly, Thor is in a chiton that’s leaving one nipple bare and ends at his mid thigh. His cape is still on. Thor blushes while Loki looks at him like a particularly interesting science project.
“Quill will like this,” he says finally, before snapping his fingers again. Thor’s hair comes out of it’s pony tail and is in a stylishly messy knot at the back.
“I don’t, um. Like Quill. What are you saying,” Thor says, still blushing. Loki rolls his eyes. Down at the campfire, Thor notices that everyone is wearing regular clothes except him, and the worst thing is that Quill is dressed in shorts and a band t shirt, and it’s clinging to his frame quite nicely.
“Why’d no one tell me it was a costume party,” Gamora says, very amusedly looking at Thor.
“Because there isn’t one,” Peter says in a quippy tone, but his eyes are not on Thor’s face at all. Everywhere but, in fact. Thor blushes again.
“I miss comfortable, mythological clothing,” Thor protests.
“I am Groot,” Groot says.
“What do you mean "mood” and why do you keep saying that to everything?“ Peter questions, hauling some wood.
They all settle around the camfire, and Peter is dumping wood in the middle and the only place in the circle left is beside Thor. He leans back against the log.
"Do the honors, your highness,” he says lowly and Thor is pretty sure he’s blushing again. He hold out a hand and electricity shoots out of it, easily setting the logs on fire.
“S'mores please!” Rabbit yells and Strange rolls his eyes before snapping his fingers and there’s a huge pile of s'mores in front of everyone, suddenly. Beside him, Peter grabs some.
“Sweet,” he says to Strange. “Cool powers, dude.”
Thor grinds his teeth. He lit a perfect campfire, but that’s not sweet or cool, apparently. Thor leans back a little, so Peter won’t see him, and flicks his cape over Peter’s shoulder, like Strange’s cloak had done to Loki and Stephen once, right before they started dating. But Peter only yelps and starts. Thor grinds his teeth again. Just then, Strange’s cloak comes floating in.
“Alright,” Gamora calls. “What are we doing tonight?”
“How about embarrassing stories?” Valkyrie suggests.
“I have none,” Strange announces. Loki looks like he’s kissing the Cloak. Thor rolls his eyes at that.
“I have one,” Valkyrie smirks. “About Thor.”
There’s a round of ooohs and one “I am Groooooot,” around the circle, which is just Groot saying ooooh.
“Did you know, just before Thanos attacked our ship,” Val begins, “We were fighting Thor and Loki’s sis.”
“And what’s embarrassing about that?” Peter says. Val looks downright gleeful.
“We fought in a group called The Revengers. Guess who came up with the name,” she says. Everyone laughs, and Thor gives a dopey smile, because Peter is laughing too, and he even pats Thor’s bicep. And Thor just watches him.
“Your legs are getting too close to the fire,” Gamora warns. Thor is sitting with his legs stretched in front of him, and he realizes that they are, and so he sits cross-legged, and suddenly, Peter sputters and chokes, and that’s when Thor looks down and sees his chiton has rode up. He blushes and pulls it down quickly, but it doesn’t have much effect.
Gamora is sniggering around a s'more and Groot is stuffing his mouth with marshmallows, and Rabbit hides his laugh with a bad cough. And Peter is looking everywhere except Thor and his ears look completely red.
Then Groot launches in a story, something about Quill and a dance-off when suddenly, the Cloak of Levitation wraps itself around Thor. And Peter. Very much smushing them together. The conversation stops abruptly and Strange has already whipped his phone out.
Peter is warm. Very warm. And his lips are very much against Thor’s neck. His hand is pressed between them both, palm flat against Thor’s stomach. Thor only hopes he can’t feel the thundering in his heart. A flash goes off as Stephen snaps another photo.
“Stop taking pictures dipshit!” Peter says, muffled. “Tell your Cloak to keep its hands to itself!”
There it goes. Thor’s heart crumbles, because Peter doesn’t like this. He probably doesn’t like Thor. Gamora is howling on the floor along with Rabbit and Groot.
The Cloak loosens a bit and Peter immediately withdraws the hand that was stuck between them. He backs up a little and the cloak comes off completely, returning to Stephen who strokes it as if it were a cat. Thor, who is a red mess by now, pulls down his chiton again.
“Quill,” Gamora says, looking very amused. Her eyes only flick down a degree and everyone sees the tent on Peter’s shorts. His ears, cheeks, forehead, neck, everything is red. He brushed back his dirty blonde hair and closed his eyes.
“I’m outta here,” he says, getting up and walking away to the sleeping quarters. Thor turns a murderous gaze on Loki.
“We should all go, it’s pretty late anyways,” Loki says weakly.
Thor slams the apartment door with more force than necessary.
“What the fuck was that?” He spits and Loki winces away.
“You two needed a little push,” he mumbles, then stands up straight and looks Thor in the eye with a challenge. “God knows it was horrible watching you two dance around each other like two hippos in heat.”
Thor sinks on the couch and rubs his hands over his face.
“You don’t get it, do you. You and your sappy little boyfriend. Quill hates me even more now,” Thor says. Loki snorts so ungracefully that Thor can almost hear their mother tsking from the grave.
“Don’t worry about it. You two will be together within three weeks,” he says, yawning and stretching. “I’m going to bed.”
“If that Cloak sneaks you out one more time, you’re grounded!”
The next day, Thor doesn’t see Peter. Or the day after. Or the entire week. Finally, at the next campfire, Peter is there, sitting between Drax and Mantis and looking decidedly away from Thor. Everyone is quiet till Rabbit decides to spice things up by putting in a bomb to light the campfire. Thor sits between Loki and Stephen and the Cloak hangs itself over their shoulders. Thor doesn’t understand what’s happening until Loki turns to Stephen with a glare.
“Get your Cloak off my ass Stephen. My brother is sitting between us,” he says annoyed. Thor’s eyebrows shoot up to the heavens and Stephen holds up a hand.
“That thing is sentient. I don’t control it,” he says.
“Ooh, ooh,” Mantis says excitedly. “Does that mean it wants Peter and Thor to be together?”
The Cloak settles down gently on Stephen’s shoulders and Peter is blushing, which, of course, causes Thor to blush too. Everyone’s dead silent for a minute before Groot coughs awkwardly and begins a ghost story.
It’s disgustingly uneventful, the entire evening. Peter won’t even so much as throw Thor a glance, whereas Thor has to glance at him every three seconds. To check if he’s looking. But he never is.
Thor mopes the entire week. In fact, he’s moping with some coffee when Peter decides to grace him with his presence.
“What brings you here… good friend?” Thor says, trying to sound as carefree as he was when he was dating Jane. Maybe he was so suave because part of him just didn’t care very much. Well, he cared about Jane obviously, did to this day. They even exchanged texts. But Thor cared only as a friend. With Peter, it just did something to his heart. The way it was hammering in his chest.
“Look, I’m sorry and… Do you wanna get some coffee?” Peter asked. His cheeks were pink. Thor couldn’t help the smile that fought its way to his face.
“Sure,” he said, with a grin. His heart was still thundering, but it wasn’t so erratic anymore. It had a pace now.
Later one day, Thor asks him how he suddenly asked him on a date.
“Gamora punched some sense in me,” Peter says with a shrug and Thor pats his arm sympathetically. That woman was lethal. And angel, but lethal nonetheless.
“So,” Loki says.
“So,” Thor replies, primly. Loki narrows his eyes.
“You and Quill are dating,” He says accusingly.
“Have been for three months now,” Thor says, taking a huge bite out of his sandwich. Loki glares at him nastily.
“You- you’ve consummated your dating on my fucking couch-”
Thor just smirks.
“Payback’s a bitch, brother.”
a/n: i’m so sorry if this is like weird. Or anything. i was aiming for fluff.
Maya_lev on ao3: Thor cross dresses for whatever reason, and Peter sees Thor in a different light (not necessarily feminine, but data-ble material), gets caught up in an infatuation that turns into lust into love. I just want a to read about awkwardly cute Thor in a dress, and Peter being all flustered. :)
Also on ao3
There were a few things that Peter had learned since Thor had joined the Guardians.
- Thor will eat anything that you do not label as yours.
- Thor is a very tidy person.
- Thor likes to dress however he wants.
Apparently, as Thor explained later, gender roles have slowly been fading out of existence on Asgard, so a man wearing traditionally female clothes is nothing to write home about.
Pairing(s): Thor Odinson x Peter Quill’s Twin!OC, Minor Loki Laufeyson x Peter Quill’s Twin!OC
TOP SECRET: LEVEL 7 CLEARANCE REQUIRED
Special Persons Profile
Full Name: Nova Jae Quill
Alias(es): Supernova (Avenger), Member of the Ravagers (Unknown Group)
Whereabouts: Was abducted by aliens as a child, frequent trips between Earth and Space.
Occupation: Dealer of Precious Metals to Stark Industries, Formerly Dealer of illegal alien technology.
Notes: Especially close to Thor Odinson. Will not talk about her family or her past openly.
THREAT LEVEL: HIGH, KEEP UNDER CONSTANT SURVEILLANCE.
If for some reason the link doesn’t work, my username on AO3 is imaginethatstarlord
I have an exciting announcement, marvelous Marvel fans!! So as some of you know, I’ve been releasing some sneak peaks for a new fic coming out (that also ignores the Infinity War timeline because I live in denial).
With a Thor romance (+ a juicy Peter Quill love triangle)
A genocidal neighbor
And a butt-ton of easter eggs (plus games and prizes for those who can pick them out!)
And the FIRST THREE CHAPTERS of this book are going to be released THIS FRIDAY, JAN. 3RD!! Yay!! Please stay tuned and come join the journey with us!
Word Count: 1614
Love interest: Thor (+ Peter Quill love triangle)
Summary: This is the last sneak peak of EVANGELINE GREEN: THE ETERNAL HORIZON! Join Peter Quill in this sneak peak on a showdown with the force of nature. Entire story will be released soon, stay tuned! Feedback is still deeply appreciated. Your words matter, and I’d love to hear them.
—EVANGELINE GREEN, PLANET C-506—
I stood with awe as I stared at the deadly spawn of mother nature. Tornadoes were supposed to be small—at least compared to hurricanes and other natural disasters. It didn’t feel small. Wind ripped at my clothes. It screamed in my ears as it threw dirt in my eyes.
Then the memories came.
Request for @gbadwal
“Hey a Thor x reader where you and Thor meet guardians in new Asgard and Peter [Quill] is very flirty with you but you are oblivious to it then Thor finds this out has a talk with peter”
Warnings: Jealous!Thor and Flirty!Peter Quill
“Guardians? Of what?” You asked confused, hands on your hips as you stood in the doorway of your home in New Asgard. The tall, human man’s jaw dropped in shock.
“You’ve never heard of us?”
You shook your head as a small raccoon started laughing.
“Quill, you moron. She’s from Earth. Of course she doesn’t know about us!”
You bowed your head, face growing warm as your boyfriend stepped forward.
“Guardians, I present the lovely lady Y/N, who is indeed from Earth, but has travelled many the galaxies with me. She saved my life multiple times before we decided to settle down here in New Asgard, and is much more than she seems.”
The human man’s eyes lit up, “So you’re human, huh? I’m Peter. Also human— well at least now I am, I mean. Used to be half-god, but I gave that up to save the world. AGAIN. You’re welcome.”
You smiled awkwardly as he winked at you. Thor’s fingers tightened slightly on Mjolnir. Peter didn’t seem to notice as he approached you.
“You know, before I saved the world, I was the greatest thief in the universe. I never thought I’d go back to that lifestyle until I met you. Cause baby, all I wanna do right now is steal your heart.”
Thor stepped forward, electricity crackling around him as he pushed Peter away from you slightly. You quickly grabbed his shoulder, silently pleading for him to stop before he did something rash. Peter’s eyes widened slightly and sucked in a breath as Thor placed Mjolnir against his ribcage.
“I’m not sure what you think you may be playing at, but Lady Y/N is my girlfriend. So refrain from trying to woo her, and go hit on someone else. If you do not, I will not hesitate to smite you where you stand.”
Peter gulped and stepped away, Mjolnir no longer making contact with his chest. He was used to girls throwing themselves at him, but when he saw you, his brain decided to take a vacation to the furthest reaches of the galaxy, where dumb pick-up lines resided.
“Sorry dude. I didn’t realize she was your girl.”
“Yes, well, don’t make that mistake again.”
Sorry this is kinda trashy and short. I wasn’t sure exactly how to start it, but I tried my best. 😅
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I’m reading fanfiction…
Thor Odinson and Peter Quill are single dads who meet while picking up their kids from school. The rest was a story.