hello there !! my name is alice lexi and i'm the mun ( user ) behind this blog. if you'd like to get to know me, please don't hesitate to send me messages, as i'm super friendly if you approach me in a friendly manner !! the little i can tell you about myself is that even though my name is entirely feminine, i prefer they - them - their pronouns, as i'm genderfluid. i live in america, my timezone is pacific and this is the rules of my trash blog.

credit. not everything on this blog isn't always credited to this blog. various content belong to their rightful owner that has either given permission for me ( or others ) to use or was exclusively made for me. as such, those shown with my url or tagged with my url was not meant for public usage unless specifically stated. the credit on the html goes to omnipotenceisoverrated whereas the icons, graphics ( promos ) and writing belong to me.

disclaimer. as you've guessed or have been notified, this blog is an independent jonathan murphy from cw's the 100, specifically more television based than the books ( as i have yet to read them ). i'm not affiliated with the cw, richard harmon, or any involved with the two and more.

selectivity. while this is not meant to be a direct line of rudeness, it does need to be stated. i've grown considerably picky on who i follow back, as i've taken the interest in keeping my dashboard clean. nonetheless, my selectivity is mostly in regards to this and not who i interact with. our chances of interactions can be quite endless.

exclusivity. i am open to being exclusives with another muse ! although, exclusivity for me does result in me not interacting with duplicates of that muse ( an example being if i were to be exclusive with an octavia blake blog, i'd only interact with said octavia blake and no other ) with the expectation that i receive the same treatment. this does also apply for ships !

instant messages. tumblr's new update has given us the option to have an instant messaging system, which in my opinion, is a fun and nice way to get to know the other person outside of sending numerous asks. you are open to sending me however many you'd like for me to see, even if we don't follow each other ( and yes, this can be a sure way for me to notice your blog ). my only request being that it is used for out of character usage.

replies. writing can ( and will be ) a hit and miss. i'd like for it to be stated that even if my muse is there, writers block can disable my chances of replying, or i may just not be in the mood to write. almost daily do i try to reply and post when i'm able or resort to throwing them into a queue. please note that some days i can active every second whereas some days i wont be active between an hour if not more.

duplicate muses. i've had problems prior when it came to duplicate muses -- i don't enjoy following duplicate muses ( in other words ; duplicate john murphy's ) because it begins to weigh down my self conscious and make me feel rather insecure. although, you are still open to messaging me out of character and get to know me ! chances of me following you after having known you may be lifted.

nsfw content. take into consideration that this blog will have various triggering content. while i do attempt to tag accordingly, i'm forgetful with add and tend to slip up, or there may be something specific for you to tag, which you are able to ( politely ) ask for me to tag whatever it is you need for me to tag. when it comes to smutting -- i'm a minor, and even if i wasn't, i would prefer not to partake in that type of content. as a request for those mutually following, i wish for you to tag the following ( although this not a request )

insects.

entomophobia.

bellarke.

rape.

multiverse. this blog is heavily shown to have many verses to fall back on. some can either fit into your character's fandom ( if they have one ) whereas you are open to requesting a specific one. that being stated, the most used verse shall be set season two of the 100 otherwise.

multiship. this blog shall be shown various relationships that you may encounter when scrolling through, though not all romantic. while some ships may have been placed in the same verse, don't make assumption that murphy is cheating, unless it has been specficially stated or tagged otherwise. that being stated, please don't assume that i'll ship with anyone and everyone, as it's dependent on chemistry. murphy is rather hard to open up to and therefore, it may be hard to form any relationship with him until time progresses.

hold up !! the following popup that you were trying to reach is noted for being triggering, are you sure you want to go through with it ? if you're unsure, here are a list of triggers you'll encounter

sickness.

depression.

murder.

death.

attempted murder.

assault.

blood.

excessively drinking.

vomiting.

here are the stats and here is the biography. ( please note that everything in regards to his biography are headcanon based whereas some stats are as well. not everything is canon and not claiming to be canon either. )

parents were gifted a son they loved with every fiber of their being. their son was nothing less or more that they wanted -- he was their pride and joy, he was every bit of perfect in their eyes. energetic, enjoyable, nice. nothing prepared him for the future.

when the child fell ill, the father grew nothing but pessimistic thoughts on regards of his child not making it. he wanted his child to prolonge life, to live enough to outlast both parents. how it was supposed to be. he decided to do something reckless.

his plan is messy, everywhere. when he's caught, he doesn't run or hide. there is no where for him to run, or to hide, or to escape. they'd find him. admitting defeat, he's taken to a pod where the chancellor waits for him in a patient manner. they wait, and wait until wife and child are brought into the room.

the child still evidently sick with his mother clinging onto his hand. he makes a comment but takes notice of her tears so his hand clings back to her. father inside of the pod, evidently trying not to cry while the child is unable to react, unable to figure out what exactly is going on while the chancellor speaks out crimes that his father committed.

everything is muffled, he vaguely hears his mother pleading for her husband's life. the chancellor ignores these pleas and the child is forced to watch the pod open with his father disappearing from sight. he's confused, but there's a wave of sadness rushing over him with tears staining his cheeks.

mother hitting the floor with pleas still chanting from her lips. he's confused, unable to react, continuously tugging at his mother's sleeve with questions as to where his father went. she's inconsolable, unable to answer and all he can do is let out a stiffled cry.

the course of the days prove hardships for the young child. his mother taking a liking to alcoholic beverages to the point where she's unable to stand, talk or do anything but lay against the cold surface of their boxed home. fellow families take notice that the child isn't coping well, but they still look out for him.

the death of his father comes into mind, slowly easing into realization when he takes notice of his father not being in sight at usual places. when he asks of him, people murmur and change the subject. he's smart, able to piece everything together. people believe him to be too young to know what's happened but he does know.

his mother decides to take it out on him. spouting off insults and facts, as she'd call them, that his father was gone because he fell ill. if only they had waited a couple days to find his condition gaining a better view. his mother mouths off that it's his fault, that he was who killed his father and that she didn't deserve any of what she got.

he starts believing that he did kill his father.

the insults, comments, facts -- all of it ceases when he finds himself returning home to their small boxed home with his mother faced down after throwing up the contents of her stomach onto the floor. she's unresponsive, doesn't reply or even let out a grumbled noise when he attempts to move her. his stomach drops while he rushes to someone in medical.

his mother is declared deceasd.

blood staining pale slender digits on improper holding of a weapon -- a knife -- when he makes to the chancellor's chambers. the chancellor invites him in with a smile, allows the small child to make himself at home only for him to start going off about how it was only partially his fault that his parents died.

he launches an attack on the chancellor, easily overpowered and hits the ground with sobs ripping through him. guards are called to pull the child away, the chancellor working to cleaning up the minor injury he suffered. the child is pulled away, dragged to the sky box with families gasping and begin making rumors to what he might've done.

it's a miracle as to what a few months can do to a person.

layer one. basics.

full name. - jonathan murphy.
nicknames. - john, asshole.
aliases. - prefers murphy.
age. - eighteen.
gender. - cis male.
pronouns. - he, him, his.

orientation. - demiromantic, demisexual. one who has to have an emotional bond with the other in order to gain romantic or sexual desire.
nationality. - german descendent.
birth date. - august eighteenth.
current residence. - anywhere on earth. previously from space. | verse dependent.
languages known. - english, small portion of german.

layer two. outside.

height. - 5' 9".
weight. - 120 lbs, if not less.
eyes. - birth revealed light blue. an almost identical coloring to the earth's water they orbited. over the course of years, soft grey color manifested over the prior color without means of snuffing it out. on occasion and dependent on light, it does appear blue - grey, whereas other times it may be viewed as grey or blue.

hair. - dark brown. similiar attribute with eye color, dependent on lighting may show it to be lighter or darker than it is. kept at lower neck level, intentions of staying at that level. appears unkept, messy, greasy and often times slicked back to be out of eyesight. on occasion, braids make an appearance.

body. - painfully more skinnier than should be. pale skinned, riddled with scars ( specifically torso, abdomen, back and hands ) with vague well endowment located in bicep, abdomen. faint bruising around neck from a broken blood vessel. appears slouched on occasion, wears clothes more than needed to conceal or add definition to body.

layer three. mental.

positive. - selfless, caring, determined.
negative. - stubborn, aggressive, rude.

mental disorders. - anxiety, depression, dyslexia, intermittent explosive disorder.
physical disorders. - none known or diagnosed, possible unnoticeable scoliosis.

jung. - infp.

idealistic, loyal to their values and to people who are important to them. want an external life that is congruent with their values. curious, quick to see possibilities, can be catalysts for implementing ideas. seek to understand people and to help them fulfill their potential. adaptable, flexible, and accepting unless a value is threatened.

moral alignment. - chaotic neutral.

he is an individual first and last. he values his own liberty, but doesn't strive to protect others. he avoid authority, resents restrictions and challenges traditions. a chaotic neutral character does not intentionally disrupt organizations as part of a campaign of anarchy. to do so, he would have been motivated either by good (and a desire to liberate others) or evil (and a desire to make those different from him suffer). a chaotic neautral character may be unpredictable, but his behavior is not totally random. he is not as likely to jump off a bridge as to cross it.

enneagram. - the investigator.

five's are alert, insightful, and curious. they are able to concentrate and focus on developing complex ideas and skills. independent, innovative, and inventive, they can also become preoccupied with their thoughts and imaginary constructs. they become detached, yet high-strung and intense. they typically have problems with eccentricity, nihilism, and isolation. at their best ; visionary pioneers, often ahead of their times, and able to see the world in an entirely new way.

layer four. familial.

father. - alexander murphy ( deceased ).
mother - adaline murphy ( deceased ).
siblings. - none biological ( canon ). | malia murphy ( twin sister ), kiesler roebling ( considered sister ).
children. - none ( canon ). | ares and artemis murphy ( twin son and daughter ) with octavia blake.
others. - none ( canon ).

main. eighteen years of age was to arrive for him. the day was to go out smoothly -- given his last meals, he would say goodbye to whatever friends he made and be killed. he didn't blame them, nor attacked, or try to weasel his way out of it, because truth be told, he counted down the days for it. only, the day never arrived. or, it did, but he wasn't on the ark. he was given another chance not to fuck up by getting sent to earth.

season one. | season two. | season three. | undecided.

fandom based.

teen wolf. his father was alex murphy. an alpha who just couldn't be killed, an alpha who was relatively known and everything in between supernatural and human wanted to kill him. a lucky dim witted hunter managed to stumble across alex murphy and kill him, alongside his mate. the offspring was lucky to be spared by not being home, but he didn't recover from it. looking for revenge, he was drawn to california. ( post 3a. )

the originals. curiosity was never his strongest suit. it always showed on his features and got him into trouble, that's why he never liked living in new orleans. he always thought they held some form of secret that he was not in on, that he needed to know. it only progressed more with snooping around and figuring everything out when his father turns up missing. he needs to know the secrets inside of new orleans.

the walking dead. everything went by normal, enough to bore him to death. only, everything seemed to stop and be quiet -- he didn't know why and the curiosity was itching him. soon enough, he finds himself running for his life with no sense of direction in the world, unaware if even his parents are still alive, let alone his friends. there is only one thing that manages to run through his mind: he's not dying today, tomorrow, or ever.

supernatural. hunting happened to be in his blood long before his own birth. he wasn't given a choice in the matter, he wasn't even able to say no, had he wanted to. the supernatural terrified him and he wanted them gone. most children of hunters were to be trained the moment walking and talking transpired, but his parents were opposed on the idea and didn't begin until late childhood. that training could've help him get revenge on whoever killed his parents months prior.