#minty au

[mintyfrosty]

OH YEAH LADS!!! WE GOT THE LADS UPDATED DESIGNS

Felt like giving some of these lads a bit of fresh paint (ALL REJOICE FOR PRINCEY HAVE A DARKER COLOUR PALETTE WOO!!)

Jailbreak co-owned by @/the-shark-well as ya’ll know ^^

[fleimkepajohnmurphy]

For all of its faults, Earth really is beautiful

An Instagram au

John Murphy Instagram ft. Bellamy Blake

Bellamy Blake Instagram ft. John Murphy

Jasper Jordan ft. Binding, Monty Green, Raven Reyes and Clarke Griffin.

Monty Green Instagram ft. Nathan Miller pre-date, and a sleeping Nathan Miller, Bellamy Blake and Jasper Jordan.

Raven Reyes Instagram ft. Echo

Octavia Blake Instagram ft. Her and Her Boyfriend Lincoln, and Her Brother's Boyfriend, John Murphy.

Lexa Wood Instagram ft. Clarke Griffin

Clarke Griffin Instagram ft. Her Girlfriend Lexa, and Her Best "Couple Friends" John Murphy and Bellamy Blake

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The 100 Ships + Text:

Clexa:

{ Clarke as Grey and Lexa as Blue }

Murphamy:

{ Murphy as grey and Bellamy as blue }

Minty:

{ Miller as Grey and Monty as Blue }

Octaven:

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miller

This was so long ago, I’m sorry! I’ve been busy with school stuff! 

nathan miller headcanons: 

Miller is the captain daddy of ‘Hi, I Love My Boyfriend’ ships to sail

He’s one of those gay guys that doesn’t get RuPaul but also stans Queer Eye

He will only drunkenly admit that Alec Lightwood was his first gay crush - when he watches Shadowhunters, he’s happier with the adaptation than the book (me too) 

He loves to read a lot 

He’d often steal books on the Ark - or food for less fortune kids (This is how he meets both John Murphy and Raven Reyes) 

When he gets to the Ground and in the second episode, when you need to take off the bracelet for food, Miller takes off his bracelet and gets one for himself and then discreetly pulls Murphy aside, mentions all the times he would get food for Murphy to get the boy to give him another piece. Murphy does - Miller brings it up to the busy working boy on the second floor of the dropship. Monty Green is grateful and Miller is falling - 

Contrast: Miller with Murphy = sarcastic asshole / Miller with Monty = loving soft dom. 

He’s best with a gun but his knife-fighting skills are fine. 

No one can make him feel worse for something dickish than Monty. 

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Pure Thought of The Day: Minty Edition

Monty getting hurt (on a mission, by a grounder, by accidental friendly fire idk) and Miller not only slowly mending his wounds with gauze but also pressing little kisses to them after finishing and caring Monty into their room~

[readingficthings]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Monty accepts a temporary job in DC. Nate and Monty have to handle the challenge of living across the country from one another. Will they make it?

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Miller's been afraid of soulmates for as long as he can remember. It's why he introduces himself as Miller rather than give strangers his first name, after all. Because if he was to hear it, his name in his soulmate's mouth, then he would know. And that would be terrifying.

[kay-emm-gee]

“mY CHIPS WOULDN’T COME OUT THE VENDING MACHINE AND I GOT MAD AND TRIED TO GRAB IT BUT NOW MY HAND’S STUCK AND PLS STOP LAUGHING AT ME THIS IS V SERIOUS IM GOIG TO CRy” au for minty w/ miller being the one laughing

study buddies

Nathan rubbed his eyes. It was a little after midnight and he still had three more pages to write tonight. Finals blew, especially when he had one on the last day and the rest of his friends didn’t. Most of them were already gone for the summer, except Harper, who had given up on studying an hour ago, and Monty.

Glancing at the door, Nate frowned. He had written two paragraphs since Monty had left to go get a snack. It was taking him an awfully long time, and he was starting to be concerned he had fallen asleep in the hallway. Monty had been working way too hard studying for his organic chemistry final, in his own opinion. Standing, he decided to go find him if only to prove a point that it was time to break for the night.

The nearest vending machine was just around the corner, and when Nate rounded it, he burst out laughing.

Monty was sitting on the floor with his back to the machine, legs outstretched, expression defeated, and arm stuck in the dispenser compartment. As soon as he heard him, he snapped his head up and scrunched his nose.

“It’s not funny!” He protested. “I’m fucking hungry, Nate!”

Nathan glanced up at the cheetos bag stuck halfway down the glass and just laughed harder. He clutched his stomach as Monty’s expression turned petulant.

“Holy shit,” he wheezed as his laughter died down. “God, I needed that. Thank you.”

“I do what I can to amuse,” Monty deadpanned. “Now help get me out?”

Nathan took one more look at him, expecting his stomach to flip with amusement again. As he looked at the disgruntled guy in front of him, his heart flipped over instead. The last piece of the puzzle he had been trying to solve all semester–why he wanted Monty to laugh at his sarcastic comments, why he wanted to come to the spring drama exhibition, why he liked it best when it was just him and Monty walking home together from the bar after a night out with their friends–fell into place and oh hell.

“You going to just stand there staring at me all night or are you going to free me from this satanic contraption?” Monty finally said.

Taking a deep breath, Nathan refocused. “I thought I was the drama major,” he snarked as he bent down to help.

It took a bit of awkward finagling, which put Monty’s face way, way, way too close to his (not that he was complaining, really, especially when he noticed that maybe Monty was blushing just a little bit), but finally he was able to wrench his hand free. Monty sighed in relief, and Nathan’s heart flipped over again at the soft grin on his face.

“Thanks,” he said, turning closer to him. That would’ve been that, except then Monty squeezed his upper arm too, his hand a warm, gentle pressure. It was so late, and Nathan was so tired and flattened by his realization that he really, really wanted to take Monty home with him that he just turned and kissed him.

Monty didn’t move for a moment, shocked no doubt, and Nathan closed his eyes in regret because oh god oh fuck what did he just do. Then, though, after a little quiet intake of breath, Monty tipped his head to deepen the kiss. Something warm flooded through Nathan, and when they broke off–so very much later–he was smiling.

“Guess it was a good thing I didn’t get those cheetos after all,” Monty murmured. “Nobody wants to kiss someone with cheeto breath.”

Nathan cracked up again, and Monty laughed softly too. With an amused shake of his head, Nate slipped his hand into Monty’s and tugged him back towards the room.

“So I guess we’re done for tonight?” Monty asked.

“With studying yeah,” Nathan replied with a cheeky grin.

Monty smiled back, eyes glinting, and said, “Awesome. Best finals week ever.”

Packing up his stuff, Nathan smiled even wider because he really couldn’t disagree.