#arkau

by gingermaggie

Ark AU. Clarke Griffin is the best wingman ever, okay? Wells is crushing hard on the youngest zero-G mechanic on the Ark in 52 years, and Clarke’s parents have basically adopted her. Clarke will get Wells to speak to her in full sentences if it kills her. Monty is half in love with the Shakespeare-spewing Guard cadet who tried to steal his moonshine and who happens to be Clarke’s next door neighbor. Clarke’s gonna make that happen. If Raven and Miller both happen to be connected to infuriating, infuriatingly attractive Bellamy Blake, well…Obviously that has nothing to do with Clarke’s motivation. She’s just a really good friend.

Words: 9787

Chapters: 1/1

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Fandoms: The 100

Relationships: Bellamy Blake/Clarke Griffin, Monty Green/Nathan Miller, Wells Jaha/Raven Reyes

Additional tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Ark AU

“This is a bad idea, Clarke,” Monty hisses. Clarke’s eyebrows pull low over her eyes, fixed on a pair of uniformed figures standing by a door down the corridor. One of them says something to the other with a sarcastic grin, and the second guy rolls his eyes. “This is the best idea ever,” she says. “Clarke—” Monty tries again. “Let’s go,” she interrupts, striding purposefully down the hall. Monty has no choice but to follow. As they approach the guards, Clarke turns to Monty and speaks as if she’s continuing an ongoing conversation. “I’m sorry, Monty, but I’m an artist and a doctor’s apprentice. Literature is not my strong suit. I’d be happy to tutor you in math—” “Hey, I’m great at math,” Monty interjects, in equal parts to defend his honor and because it was in the script Clarke forced him to memorize. (Monty has to admit, the girl never does anything half-assed.) “I know, I know. But we’re both shit at Shakespeare, which is just as well, because Shakespeare is shit.” She glances over at the wall and lets out a laugh that’s almost passably genuine. Almost. “Whoops, better be careful who I say that in front of—hey, Nathan.” To Monty’s ears, the whole scenario probably couldn’t have sounded faker if Clarke had looked the boy in the eye and said, “Hey, I’m going to try to get you to tutor my friend Monty because he has a crush on you.” Nathan Miller, for his part, just raises his eyebrows at his neighbor. “Hi, Clarke. Are you hoping to antagonize me into using a shock baton against you? I like Shakespeare, but probably not that much.”

Nathan Miller had always existed somewhere in the periphery of Monty’s consciousness. He was only a year older than Monty, so they’d had some shared classes before Miller graduated and went into Guard training. Plus, Miller had directed the upper school play last year, while Monty and Jasper had done tech. Miller was terrifyingly stoic when he wanted to be, and near violently sarcastic the rest of the time. He was a ruthless dictator when it came to theater, and all of these were somehow qualities that matched Monty’s taste in guys.

Not that he—Monty was absolutely not smitten with Miller back then, because Miller had been dating Bryan Taylor pretty seriously, and Monty had been stumbling through a vaguely awkward attempt at flirting and casual dates with Harper that had fizzled back into friendship just about as soon as it started. And then Miller and Bryan broke up, later.

After Miller left school, he essentially exited Monty’s life without any fanfare. It wasn’t like they were exactly friends, or anything. They were casual acquaintances and then they weren’t, really.

Ok ok. Finally getting to these because I have Brainrot and finally wrote some shit

This is about Hadias and Nephthys, my OCs from ArkAU

Hadias is much older, he fought in the first tribe war alongside Nephth's father, upon whose death Nephth took over leadership of the Sand tribe and stayed in close relations with the Darkness tribe

Their tribes have been allies for generations, and they technically first met during the inauguration of the new high priest of the Sand tribe when Nephth was in his early 20s. Hadias and his closest advisors were honorary guests, and Nephthys immediately fell for Hadias' (fake) charm, even more so because he already admired him for everything he'd done for Nephth's tribe, and as an accomplished warlord in general

They got closer when Nephth took the throne, and he got to meet Hadias as both the brilliant strategist he'd already assumed him to be, as well as a man dreaming (more like obsessing) about unifying the tribes under his rule

Ofc everything didn't happen as bluntly as I'm writing it out now, Hadias might be insane but he's not stupid. He let Nephth get to know him, bit by bit, trusting him with details of his personal past and present struggles, and Nephthys in turn voiced his doubts and worries about running a tribe. Hadias offered to help him, a guiding hand in the form of unsigned letters and secret visits to the desert under the cover of the night

Eventually, the letters got more scarce and at one point stopped entirely, because they turned into Hadias just straight up showing up at Nephth's doorstep whenever he requested assistance

After a while, Nephthys found himself thinking about Hadias a lot more than "only a protégé" should've

And at the same time, Hadias took quite a liking to the inexperienced little king he had eating out of his hand

Their secret meetings took a much more personal turn after that

Nothing was spoken out loud, but a touch here, a lingering gaze there, and Hadias had Nephthys melting into him

But as an over a century old man, his want and need for the touch of another had long since died out. If it ever existed to begin with

Nephthys was very attractive, he admitted that, so it wasn't hard for him to indulge the man with sweet words and lips pressed to his skin. But he never went further than that. Not out of any moral reservations, he just found it a waste of time

Nephthys, on the other hand, was down fucking bad

Everything Hadias refrained from doing to him, he did to himself, imagining it was Hadias (yes this means exactly what you think it does)

He was the one that developed the not-immediately-lethal injection of Element for Hadias to use in battle (that, sidenote, ended up not only being used in battle because Hadias is pretty much relying on it to live at this point)

He also vowed to support the Darkness tribe with any means necessary, be it monetary, provisional, or military, while keeping Hadias informed of any and every change within the Sand tribe "because he was more experienced and knew what to do"

In other words, he willingly became a puppet ruler without even realizing it