#i. development

[benjaminquigg]

❝ i do not look exactly like my father, but open me up and you will notice without a second look that his blood runs inside of me

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just testing !!

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other random things that is nothing to see.

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                               Δ FAMILY PORTRAIT ;;

ALEXANDER FREDRICK MURPHY ;; FATHER ; DECEASED. Dreamy eyed stare, wonder of everything all around him. Alexander was a widely curious person who had to know about everything and everyone. He had a fierce believe in the possibilities for things and could see the good in nearly any situation. He had faith and hope nearly at all times and was a nearly unshakeable kind of person. He was raised to be strong but to be kind, to know his place and to not make a fuss. Every person was important in their lot in life and could make a difference even in the smallest of ways. He wasn't a person to really get a lot of focus and attention but it was mostly okay with him. Alex was fine with helping and being the one to support others on their way to bigger and better things. It made him happy to be there for others. His most defining quality being the enormity of his heart and the unwavering need to try and help everyone. Often running himself ragged trying to do everything himself and keeping up with everything. And it was there, his moods would shift and a darker aspect would creep over him. If everyone else was going to use him, well, then, there were some things he could do too. Being someone who WATCHED and noticed things, the unassuming were always the most dangerous. Luckily for everyone else, his mood drops never lasted long and he was back to being the thankless helper. Being needed and being wanted were what he desired most. Being important to someone was all he could really ask for. To be NOTICED and smiled at.

EDEN (NEE YEATS) MURPHY ;; MOTHER ; DECEASED. Eden in the sky with diamonds and she wanted to have each and every one in her possession. She often dreamed of grandeur, more than she would ever hope to actually obtain in her lifetime. She grew up in the poor sector of the ark, longing for the privileged life and growing bitter at never being able to become apart of it. Why could they have everything and she couldn't even have a little bit? She believed power, influence and inspiring fear were the keys to most things. Those who kept power were those who were the snakes. Her mind picking apart people and situations to find the best course of manipulation to obtain what she wanted to have. She wasn't necessarily a cruel person but she was a fiercely determined one to get what she wanted to have. If it meant being a little harsh at times so be it. Her quick wit and sarcastic attitude just added to the mix and what she believed was an allure. She didn't take any kind of mess from anyone, no matter who they were. Stubborn to a fault, her fiery temper only made her more of a force to be reckoned with. But it was her passionate intensity that really defined her as a person, her fierce need to protect those who mattered most to her. It was often a short list but it only allowed her to love them harder. 

A LOVE CONNECTION. They met by chance - Eden trying to sneak into one of the privileged galas while Alexander was keeping things neat and tidy for everyone. Being a janitor wasn't the greatest job possible but it was only temporary as a means to help his ailing father who he was trying to get some medical help for. She was radiate and Alexander was nearly struck speechless by her while Eden didn't really notice him at all until they bumped into each other. His smile and his eyes were what drew her in first and even knowing he wasn't apart of her plan, she couldn't help but to blush and shyly smile at his bumbling words. He wasn't like the others she tried to associate with - he was sweet and kind. Forgetting about the party, they talked all night long and before long, Eden was becoming apart of the Murphy family, trying to help Alex with his father and sneak things from the supply closets and clinic sections. She was a very beautiful girl and a pretty smile could go a long way with some people. They were married not too long after their first encounter and despite how young they still were. Eden letting some of her fantasies slip away as reality settled in around her. She could be someone's equal or she could be someone's possession. The two often butted heads, both far too passionate for their own good and for very different reasons. But their intensity seeped into their love too and a year after their wedding, Eden found herself pregnant. She was terrified about it, resolute she wouldn't be a good mother but Alex was overjoyed by the news. A baby - they were having a baby. The birth was marred by tragedy, though, Alex's father losing his battle days after John was born. They clung to the baby, spoiling him as much as they could, hardly putting him down since one of them was constantly holding him and singing rather tragically to him. Alexander read him fairy tales, mythology and whispered to him about the stars outside of their tiny window. While Eden sang to him and whispered to him about how to survive. She told him how to be strong and how to not bend to anyone or anything. John grew up as loved as any person possibly could be. His parents trying to shelter him for as long as they could from the harsh reality of what they lived in. Their little boy was curious and wide eyed, always a dozen questions, trailing after both of them trying to figure everything out. He giggled often, coming up with all kinds of stories of his own, often among the stars he could make out. But when he started school, things began to change. He was a tiny little thing and more than a little odd, which made him a prime target for bullies and things like that. He wasn't special - he wasn't anything, they told him. He was just another gutter rat like the rest of them. No one cared about their sector, not really, and they were mostly left to fend for themselves. It was then he became more of his mother's son that his father's - it was the way to endure - the way to survive. It was the beginning of the end and the wide eyed boy would eventually become the one silently screaming.  

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Okay so not input but ... how would you like to share with us some Murphy headcanons about his hair? Eating habits?

H A I R HEADCANONS.

okay, i had to think long and hard about this. i was trying tofigure out WHY he would start doing the braids when he doesn'tlike the grounders. they tortured him, used him as a humanweapon and then pushed at him. why would he want to adoptanything from them?

THEN it hit me. at least, what I CONSIDER why he did it.

the grounders are proud, strong and have a unity with oneanother. murphy's biggest motivation is to BELONG somewhere.he desires it above anything else - moreso than power, influenceor notoriety.

so, he took one aspect of their traditions to try and get someof those principles for himself. fake strong until you are strong,you know? and in the last episode we saw him finally steppingup and having SOME sort of belief in himself. doing the braidswas the first step and now he is trying to be m o r e of a grounderin that he is trying to lead, he is trying to be brave and strong.a parallel kind of thing to what is going on with octavia. she wasknocked down a lot and started adopting grounder principlesand now look at the little warrior queen.

plus, he likes it is easier to maintain and he believes at leastit makes him fierce.

E A T I N G HEADCANONS.

i seriously need to rewatch all the episodes because i can'tremember murphy eating? so i'm just going to develop allof this by my own thoughts!

from what we know of his past, i would think murphy is thetype when there is food, he eats his share very quickly. hejust inhales it and couldn't always tell someone what it tastedlike. he is used to NOT having food. but he's not greedy withit and as we saw with the water sharing, he would share hisportion if someone else didn't have anything.

HE knows better than most how it feels to not have anything.

he loves food, though and that could seriously be a way tohis heart. give him food and he'd be heart eyeing and fumblingshyly all over the place.

he isn't an overly messy eater despite eating quickly,though. he just doesn't take a lot of time but if heDID have time to eat slowly, he'd be that person thatis making happy eating noises. or you know soundingdownright pornographic.