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
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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.
The young American blinked as he stood in front of the smaller woman. His face met the other with a friendly and welcoming smile, but he was really hesitant about this woman. Eastern Berlin. She had been through a lot, and defiantly needed his help, but how willing would she accept it?❝ You must be–– East Berlin if I’m not mistaken? ❞
Arthur was surprised as he was approached in his office by his butler. As he lived in a rather large home that he had since he left the palace after the Virgin Queen died, he did in fact have servants that helped run the place and keep it clean. Which would make sense. Of course his staff here was small. Only three gardeners took care of the large expanse of land– of course none of them ever helped with tending to the gardens or greenhouse as Arthur specifically requested they leave that to him as he had a green thumb. He had one stable boy which took care of his many odd pets that he had acquired over the years and his three horses, as in his older days he was quite fond of horseback riding and the like.
He had two maids, they handled cleaning and organizing so that the house was always in it’s prime condition, as it was old and it needed tedious care. And lastly he had one butler and one footman. The butler mainly helped guide the servants and would also fulfill basic orders and form a type of companionship with Arthur, he would often times be a place of advice and wisdom, while aiding him in more complicated manners like finances or appointments. Not to mention remind him of upcoming events. Then there was the footman who did anything that had to do with leaving the manor during the times when Arthur was too busy to. He was a country after all… He hardly had any time to take care of himself.
When his butler approached he looked up from his work. “Sir, there is a visitor.” Tilting his head, the Brit didn’t know what to say, it was unusual to have visitors without plans but he shrugged it off and got up. “Any idea who it is?” The country asked. “It is mister America.” The butler responded, he was an older man with graying hair, but despite this he had this short of ‘young’ feel to him as if his body was in just as good condition as when he was in his twenties. “Alfred? No wonder I got no call.”
On that note the blond began to head out of his office which was on the second floor in the left wing. Coming down the stairs he saw the American in the entrance way still. “You can never call can you?”
Alfred didn’t plan for a visit to Arthur’s place, quite the opposite. It would be expected when your “family” lived in a different country that you would come visit once you were in that country or at least close. Though the life of a nation wasn’t always the same as the life of humans, and most, if not all, nations were tired of one another by now. Having lived together for centuries, getting one another’s nerves. Grown together, fought together, and in the American’s case, gotten their independence. It got a toll on one another.
However, if you had this kind of view toward anyone whom you considered a fellow nation, or once called family, the world would be a dark place. There would be no one to trust and life itself would be depressing and isolated. A life the young boy refused to live, so he took everything with a smile, even when people showed annoyance to his presence. What else could he possibly do?
Alfred had to wait in the entrance, a place he had been many times before; he could remember the place as he could his back pocket. Tripping up and down the hall, Alfred was getting impatient, waiting wasn’t his strongest side, and a part of him just hoped he wasn’t intruding on personal matters, now that would just be awkward. The waiting would be cut short, as the Briton’s voice rang in his ears. A scolding. Why was Alfred even surprised?
The youngers larger frame turned toward the older nation, as his arms opened wide like you would do if you expected a hug. Alfred wasn’t stupid, he knew well that he wasn’t getting any comfort, not unless he proceeded to hug Arthur first, though it still showed the boys enthusiasm. His smile was broad and welcoming.❝ Artie!❞It’s been some time since the two last had a simple conversation between them, and Alfred had therefore chosen to take his visit to England as an opportunity for just that.❝No, I didn’t, I was close by anyway, so there shouldn’t be a reason to call. I wanted to surprise you! ❞Not entirely false. Not true either, but whatever, Arthur didn’t know the truth and now that he was here, what did it matter anyway?
There was a groan as Robert rolled over on the couch, the sound prompting both Britannia and Ronan to jump down from where they cuddled against him to guard the door with ferocious barking. With a weary eye the Scot glared at the door as though he could somehow silence it and go back to sleep. He’d just wanted to take a nap, that was all.
Still, the door called.
Yawning he dragged himself from the couch, shushing the dogs on the way to open the door. Standing there trying to sort out his hair and only widening his eyes in surprise to see Alfredfilling the doorway. Now he wished he at least was wearing something better than a worn knitted jumper and joggers.
❝ …Alfred, what brings you here? ❞
❝ Hello, Robert! And nothing, in particular, I was just in the area and thought I would stop by. I hope it’s not a bad time?❞ Looking at the others outfit, Alfred tried to ignore the tired gaze the man portrayed, hopefully, the nation was just tired and not sick. Still, a canceled surprise visit wouldn’t be the worst.
Robert was one of these nations Alfred knew, well, but rarely ever spoke to, at least in present days. Having the other nation greatly inspiring him in the past. pushing those thoughts to the back of his mind, the younger nation looked around, eyes darting around the room, and landed on the other’s dogs before back at the man.
❝ Thank you for showing me around, Sadık, I don’t think I would ever have been able to find the hotel on my own accord. ❞Alfred wasn’t the best at navigation, something he knew very well, at least when it came to other places than his own home it was never all that good, easily got lost. Not something the boy would admit often, but it happened. Luckily the older nation had promised to help to show him around, at least to his hotel.
