This blog is an independent, aph America from Hetlia, Roleplay blog. I personally have a bit strained relationship with Alfred due to past experiences. I love him to death but when it comes to roleplaing him I become insecure, this simply mean I may not always be willing to rp Alfred.
Alfred is the personification of America and may have experienced a lot of things during his lifetime. To him, many of these things may be normal so he may not always hold back with whom and what he talks about. Keep this in mind if talking about darker topics.
With that said, Alfred is my own interpretation/canon divergent, meaning he’ll be massive headcanon based. If there’re some things you don’t agree with, I’m sorry, but that’s just how it is. If it angers you, put you off, you’re more than welcome to unfollow, I won’t hold any grudge :)
Before interacting I suggest you read my headcanon/about page so you get a feel of my muse.
★ Posts/threads
I’m a multi-para whore, and I will always prioritize those over one-liners and single-para threads. I tend to have the most muse for longer threads. I try to get to them as quick as possible, though everything really depends on how well it has been plotted, my muse, and of course the length of the thread. Threads with single-para or one-liners will be replied to fast because they’re short, but I often lose muse for these quickly. I try to get to my replies as often as possible, trying not letting them sit in my draft for longer than a week.
I am all for turning ask memes into threads but PLEASE make a new post for your reply or ask me to move my response to a new post.
When it comes to icons/formatting: I format my posts but do not use icons, but that doesn’t mean you have to do the same. All in all, I don’t have any problem roleplaying with you if you don’t format or if you use icons.
★ Follows
This is a mutual only blog. I am selective which means I will not follow back automatically. Keep in mind I have other things to attend to, so just because I don't follow back immediately does not mean I don't want to RP, chances are I haven't gotten around to check your blog. If you're a relatively new blog, and I don't know mundane chances for a follow back is small. Don't take this to the offense I just want to know who I'm going to interact with, and see what your muse is like.
If I follow you, I have read your rules, and your bio! I cannot and will not send in passwords, just take my word that I have read the rules. I do always re-read the rules before starting a thread, just in case I missed something the first time. If you do not like the sound of this, I'm sorry, but that's just how it is.
If we are mutuals, you are free to interact with me in any way you would like. This can be through ask memes, greeters, liking a starter post of mine or send me random starters! You are also more than welcome to message me through IM so that we can talk OOC. When I follow you, it means I'm interested in you and your muse!
If we are not mutuals, saying you are following me, and I might not follow you back, you are still more than welcome to send in ask memes, or like starter calls directed to everyone (mutuals and non-mutuals.)
★ Shipping
I know how important shipping can be to some people. It’s fun, and I love to ship.
Alfred is also SINGLE-SHIP. Meaning he'll only be in one relationship per verse, and these ships will be considered carefully. Don't expect me to just jump right into any form of relationship. Not even if we know one another well ooc. I want this to be chemistry based, and this can only be achieved through roleplays, NOT plotting.
With that said, I am open to other forms of relationship, friendship, enemies, etc. He does have a few pre-established ones, and that’s the only ones.
I do not agree with hate ships. Whereas they hate one another but they still love one another. If Alfred hate, he hate.
★ Tagging
Tagging is a serious topic for a lot of people. Mundane, however, doesn't have any triggers and might not always get things tagged the way it should. I will try to do my best, but I can't promise anything. I won't tag things that I do not deem worthy. Things that's explicit and in general not safe for work will be tagged accordingly.
Whenever I tag a trigger, it will just be the trigger itself, e.g., "blood."
★ Exclusitivity
I do practise both exclusitivity and Mains.
Being exclusive means that I won't roleplay with others of the same muse, meaning if your muse is an England I won't roleplay with other England blogs, at all. In return I expect the same from you with America. We'll be building our relationship up from the bottom and most which happen will be considered "canon" in our roleplays. For me to consider you exclusive we HAVE to know each other ooc and our character have to at least interacted for a few months.
Being mains means that you'll be main blog. Our roleplays will be considered more canon than other's. I'll be replying to you the most, however, I'll still be able to interact with others of your muse. The same for you, of course.
To be considered mains, I either need to know you well ooc, or have at least been roleplaying with you for some time.
D O S S I E R
Official Name: The United States of America
Human Name: Alfred F. Jones
Birthday: Celebrate the 4th of July
Age: Appear 19 years of age.
Occupation: Government and casually a college student.
England: Alfred have had a pretty close relationship with the Brit ever since he was a young kid. Growing up as one of his colonies, Alfred and Arthur have had their ups and down, resulting in a rather strained relationship in modern times. They can bicker a lot, which could be because of their different types of personality, or their history together. In general, Alfred enjoy the other's presence, despite the man being annoying from time to another.
Canada: Growing up together, the two sees one another as brothers, especially Alfred. As adults Matthew is often overshadowed by his brother, though Alfred do admire the fact Matthew can get along with practically everyone.
France: To Alfred, Francis is nothing but a good friend. Despite the other wanting, from Alfred's understanding, to be refered as 'big brother' though, Alfred have never done so.
Italy: Feliciano is a good buddy to Alfred, someone to have fun with, and someone he can dick around with as well. Sometimes they can around trying to 'read the atmosphere' together.
Japan: In the beginning their relationship with a bit strained, with Alfred forcing the other other nation to open up their borders. Though, in modern times Alfred consider them good friends, and loves to learn and share technology with Kiku.
Russia: The pair have been through a lot, in modern times their relationship can be described as passive agressive.
Mains
Exclusives
No one yet.
★ Mundane
My name is Nathaniel, but you can call me Nathan or Nat. I can also go by the names of Shia, Rey or Esodra. Anything works for me, actually.
I’m from Denmark, lived here my whole life.
My pronouns are he/him.
My sexual and romantic preference is quoiromantic, and either bi- or pan-sexual.
I’m 18 years old.
So I’m currently at College, where I just try to get by. This doesn’t mean too much to you guys; it’s just like; sometimes I’m busy and might not have the time to roleplay, because like.. I have school work. Don’t worry, though, if things get hectic IRL; I try to post a heads up and try to get things done so I can get back to you.
I have not been roleplaying on Tumblr for a long time (a year, tops?), but about 4-5 years with friends on skype, email, Omegle, and forums.
If you want my Skype, and we’re mutuals just ask, and I’ll give it to you.
I use foul language sometimes, both in my replies and IM. If you’re uncomfortable with the language I use when talking to you privately, please say and I’ll refrain from using foul language
I have social anxiety, and might not always be able to send in a meme, write that starter or contact you first. I do apologize for this, and please don’t take it as a sign that I don’t want to roleplay with you guys because I really do. It’s just really difficult for me, and I try to get past the anxiety.
I currently have three other blogs, that I have to attend to. Fjones, the personification of America and Canadia, the personification of Canada, from Hetalia && Talon,
Independent, selective, Canon divergent Alfred F. Jones, loosely based off of Hetalia.
OC and crossover friendly.
Credit page for the art used on this blog can be found HERE
Tagging #Vallcyboy
This blog will contain graphic material, both in the form of written and visual. Such content can be; Strong language, politics, blood, mental illness, NSFW materials.
These topics will be discussed/explored, but taken very seriously.
“I mean, it makes sense with my diet of takeout and cheap meals. I am going to go buy a head of lettuce though. Wait, did you say severe?”
❝ Yeaaap! Severe. I even read that it sometimes means you have cancer! I don’t think it’s true and considering you are a nation you have nothing to fear! ❞ Alfred laughed at what he said himself. He found the whole ordeal rather fun, to see his sister crave lettuce for no apparent reason.
At this point, Sadik was beginning to wonder who American’s felt just calling each other by their first name. Maybe he was simply old fashioned in that way alone, but it felt fairly uncomfortable for the other nations to use his first name, especially ones that he didn’t know him very well even though they had to interact with each other at certain points in their long lives.
“Yer welcome, America, and honestly, it’s no problem, but I’ll have to ask that you call me call ‘Turkey’,” he replied with a small smile. “That may make me old fashioned to today’s youth here, but using my first name like that makes me uncomfortable.”
All Alfred could do was to respect the man’s wishes, at least that was what he was supposed to do. Not only was Turkey older, but he was at his home as well, it was all but good courtesy. Alfred just hated to use their nation names. It just reminded him of the job lived. ❝ Whatever you wish, dude! ❞ Was he supposed to say, dude? No, it would probably be just as bad as calling Turkey by his first name, but Alfred wanted to find any excuse not to use country names. Turkey especially, mainly because it just reminded him of food.
Annie smiles, retracting their hand a bit. Second meetings with the heiress were almost always turned down – they hated dragging others into their strange, drama filled life. Today, however, Annie was suffering from the same ailment he was. There was a warmth in his smile and youth to his spirit that made him terribly hard to forget.
“ I suppose we could delay our final goodbye an hour or two. ”
Annie didn’t want to be the one to suggest they exchange numbers or meet up tomorrow – it was too embarrassing. But perhaps this would be a fine compromise. At the end, maybe they’d work up the courage to plan another meetup.
Alfred’s smile widened when the woman agreed to delay the goodbye for a few more hours, it would give him some time to get to know her, and maybe even exchange numbers. He thought about it, but considering his ––– work, he had to be careful about the humans he surrounded himself with. Countries were always easier because they would meet and be forced to interact at some point in time, but humans were frail. They had other things to attend to, they were on borrowed time and not everyone knew of the existence of countries.
❝ I know this really cool café if you want to grab a cup of coffee with me? Maybe get something to eat as well. My treat. ❞
The flames licked around the buildings, the yellow glow shone brightly in the early night, causing a panic at the soldiers but at the same time a sense of comfort. A comfort Alfred couldn’t explain, but watching the flames eat away the buildings had a calming effect on the man. Shouting could be heard nearby, drawing attention back from the flames, Alfred once more found himself in the middle of the burning city. He wasn’t here for no reason. He wasn’t here to admire the fire. He was here to find the man whom could possibly stop this war.
His own soldiers ran around in a confusion, trying to save anything they could use, some keeping guard while the rest looked for either survivors or the man Alfred wanted to find. Winston. The very man who represented the Confederate States. It was a civil war, something Alfred had hoped never would come, but here he was.
As if the heavens shined down at him, Alfred saw the nation he had been searching for, he was walking, on his own, in-between some builds. Not wasting his time Alfred ran toward the man, gun held close to his body as he practically ran into Winston, trying to tumble him over so he could get control of the situation. Winston couldn’t get away now, and Alfred stood above the fallen with a smug grin on his face. A grin that only ever showed itself when he knew he was superior, a grin that showed a general pleasure in what was going on. Pointing his gun at the other Alfred spoke up. ❝ Nowhere to run now, Winston. ❞
❝ You say it like it’s a bad thing?❞ Alfred crossed his arms in defense at the other’s words. It was stupid to actually take offense to what the other had said, probably a harmless joke, but it still wronged Alfred the wrong way. Something the English isles could do really well for some reason.
