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theheroalfredjonesâ Follow Forever....thingy.
Fun fact, Iâve never actually done one of these. In the ten years of roleplaying Iâve done, and the hundreds of accounts I have owned, Iâve never done one. So, feel lucky. I just reached 550 followers, and I figured, âSure, why not.â Figured Iâd show appreciation to those I love, and let people that I admire from afar know that I think theyâre pretty damn awesome. Plus that I appreciate you guys that put up with me. SO.
My Precious Cinnamon Rolls (aka, people I talk to on an every day basis practically and that I never want to lose):
aph-englands vanya-and-vodka aph-burgerking the-sorcerous-nation the-canadian-runaway surroundedbybothersomefools united-kingdom-aph jxtxadore absofuckinglutelyinvincible ofichorandruins My Adorable Baby Faces (aka, people Iâve roleplayed with in the past and miss dearly, or people that I roleplay with, just not as frequently): vivian-sweet-cheeks seatofuckingsea blueflowerflorist britons-will-never-be-slaves captainrustedfort koenigvonpreussen strippedrude einsamxnation icecoldmaple welcome-to-france hitandrunduo scottishdrunk prussiathegreat lakestonorthernlights francisleseduisant pianostandardtime francisnicholasbonnefoy
And finally, last but not least!
My Personal Celebrities (aka, people I admire from afar and would love to roleplay with but am too chicken to ask):
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Thank you all so much for the support on this blog, I love each and every one of you, even those I donât talk to! :O
-Alright, so basically one month laterâ I have actually reached 150+ Followers! Originally I planned on doing a Forever Follower at 100, but I was pretty lazy at the time so here I am! I just wanted to say, thanks for everything guys! Ever since I joined the fandom, I had nothing but great and wonderful times. I adore each and every one of my threadsâand formally apologize for being the embodiment of all things slow.
So hey! Without further ado, letâs get this list rolling!Â
â The Stars â Â Â Â Â Â Â -These are the blogs that I am adore immensely, forever grateful to you guys.
â ancientpeoniesâ â chocolatewaffleprincessâ â  floretismsâ â hxnjaâ â multicxlturalismâ â
â  nobxlityâ  â  prussiathegreat  â  romanness  â  rxssiya  â  thegreatbritannia â
⥠The Stripes âĄÂ        - The beautiful blogs that I admire from a far!
 ⥠ albxno  ⥠  an-aei-angel-love  ⥠ bangingbonnefoy  ⥠ belovedbelarus ⥠Â
 ⥠ britons-will-never-be-slaves ⥠ brxizh  ⥠ canehda  ⥠ corruptisolation  ⥠ damxunitx âĄ
 ⥠ delicatejapaneseblossom  ⥠ eisendame  ⥠ geschatzt  ⥠ geweihts  ⥠ jayulobge âĄ
 ⥠ jxtxadore  ⥠ liachtaschta  ⥠ lovelymaddiecanadawilliams  ⥠  nepriklausomybe âĄ
 ⥠ ofichorandruins  ⥠ prussiaiism  ⥠ rp-purposes-only  ⥠ sconesandrosesworld âĄ
 ⥠ silent-pride  ⥠ skociia  ⥠ the-black-eagle  ⥠ the-canadian-runaway âĄ
lovely aph taiwan picture was made by  č˝čąç and the pixiv id is 17558711 , edit made by me
{ when i came off of hiatus, i was greeted with 500+ followers! i truly appreciate each and every one of you and i am thankful that you guys have stuck with me for this long! also, thanks for tolerating all that crappy rping, heh. iâm improving, at least! so, letâs get started, shall we?
my cHIDREN {i love rping w/ you and i want to continue doing so! }
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we need to rp more ily {even if ur not on here ily2 lets rp}
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Well, who was being the childish one now? If Arthur thought that he could ignore the younger Nation for the rest of his existence, than he was dead wrong. He couldnât even if he wanted to. Alfred was a superpower at this point, and most of their bosses insisted they at least try to get on the Americanâs good side, because he had power and wealth and land and armies and things that the other countries needed. There was no way that England could avoid that; especially since being knocked down as an Empire.
The more he listened to what the older was saying, the more and more his own anger fueled up. He could practically feel his face burning at this point, and he was quickly standing, not even realizing how hard he had hit the meeting room table - hard enough for his hands to go through it as if it were tissue paper. âI am fucking serious. All the damn time. You know, half the time I actually come up with pretty good ideas, but you all just think Iâm a damn idiot so you donât even care to think it through.âÂ
He was definitely yelling at this point, and he wouldnât be surprised if the Nations that had left could hear it. âAnd youâd think that youâd stand up for me, for fucking once, Artie! Youâd think that maybe, for half a second in your life, you could be proud of what I have accomplished as a country in so little time! But no, you have this stick up your ass and this notion that if I had stayed under your rule, I would have turned out so much better.â He snorted at this, turning to leave before glaring back at the other from behind his glasses.
Though, it was obvious this was upsetting him. His blue eyes were glistening with angry tears, and he huffed, nearly yanking the door off its hinges as he opened it. âBut I never want to be like you. Because I hate you.â He was out the door in a second, slamming it so loud it almost cracked it half as he shoved his hands into the pockets of his bomber, heading back to his hotel room. He didnât mean it. He didnât hate England. But holy Christopher Columbus, did that guy piss him off sometimes.
While his shoulders hadnât jumped in surprised, Arthur had tensed up. His eyes fixated on Alfredâs furious expression as his lips tightened into a straight line. "And the other half are plans so ridiculous the most simple men could not fathom to comprehend it!â Words spewed from emotion rather than truth; Arthur did not mean it. His intentions were to hurt the American, to win the argument. Alfred was far from an idiot to Arthur, as much as he teased him about it. Even his most odd ideas, managed to catch him off guard by how well they worked in action.
Arthur fell silent and looked away as Alfred continued, wanting to tell him how wrong he was. With each passing second his desire to shut him up and tell him the truth grew. But how could he tell him he was proud? How could he confess that he was better off without him? They both needed to separate for them to prosper; Alfred with his country and Arthur with his Empire. No, he couldnât tell him that.
Only when he looked back up and saw the tears in his eyes did he decide to change his mind.
âAlfred,â Arthur started gently, waves of shame passing through his body. The words lined with spikes had pricked his nerves. He remained frozen, unable to move or speak as he watched him get up and walk out of the room. A fight, he reminded himself, this is only a fight. He...doesnât mean it.Â
Yet, he could not resist doubting himself. His legs resisted to walk, the air replaced by an fixed medium. Seconds passed until he finally pushed forward and headed out the door. He should not be chasing after him when he had said he wanted nothing more than to ignore his existence, but he could not leave things as they were. He could not leave him believing that.
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âIâmma stand in that corner of the joint and pretend I donât know ya, nowâŚâ
âOh, come now! It wasnât that bad.â
// I have this awful habit of forgetting about this indie goD And i love Arthur so much. Tho, I did have graduation and parties and my new party host job that literally takes up my whole day. Today Iâm working from 11am-8:30pm So i wonât be on for long 8( But after Iâll make sure to get to replies.
Also! Iâve gained more concrete headcanons cos I have an amazing Fem!England and America Iâm rping with that are just motivating me with these awesome headcanons so at least Iâm still building up England! Canât wait to apply those headcanons here and reveal them!! Thanks so much for putting up with my horrible infrequent activity. Iâm trying to pick it up.
âWhen I look into all of your stupid facesâ
       I think how fun it will be to pound them into dust.â
Of course Alfred had naturally stayed in the meeting room. He was a stubborn boy, the teenager that he was, and he wasnât going to be the first to back down in a fight. If anything, he had been expecting Arthur to apologize. After all, he had been the one to start it. America had simply gone up to give his presentation - which of course had almost nothing to do with what their meeting was about - but he had made very valid points! And all Arthur had done was roll his eyes and tell him to use his brain for once.
Which, of course, had quickly started an argument. He didnât understand why the ex-Empire was always so quick to shut down his ideas, when he really did put thought and effort into them and was actually quite proud of them most of the time. But every damn time they were in a meeting, England made him out to be an idiot. Honestly, if that guy was still better about the Revolution, he ought to get over it. It had been more than two hundred years.
So, he had stayed behind. Once all the other Nations had cleared out, Al noticed the other rummaging through his suitcase and snorted, shaking his head. âYou canât ignore me forever you know. You did spend half my life raising me.â He snorted, leaning back in his chair and kicking his boots up onto the long meeting table, staring at the ceiling with a pouted lower lip. âWhy do you always do that to me? You always make me look stupid in front of the others, and treat me like Iâm below you. Why? You would think youâd view us as equals now, not that Iâm just someâŚ.child to you.âÂ
âAnd the other half ignoring you.â Arthur thought, mindfully biting his tongue to keep another fight from initiating. âWatch me. Iâm very good at it.â He simply said, loudly shutting his briefcase once all his papers were safely stacked inside. As much as he tried, he couldnât keep from listening to Alfredâs argument. Maybe because he was the only other nation in the room. Maybe because he couldnât keep himself from hearing him out.
Either way, he heard and he couldnât keep himself from reacting. Directing his glare at Alfred, he straightened himself up and gritted his teeth. âYou think Iâm purposely degrading you? Alfred, your proposals are childish. If you were serious for once, I wouldnât be so harsh. I feel like your parent!â
He didnât want to fight with Alfred like this. Not now. Contrary to popular belief, Arthur didnât like to fight with Alfred, not these fights anyway. Next time, heâd make sure heâd be the first one out.
Character Flaws && Strengths | 001
âł Bold what applies to your muse!
âł Flaws
moody | short-tempered | emotionally unstable | whiny
controlling | conceited | possessive | paranoid | lies
impatient | cowardly | bitter | selfish | power-hungry
greedy | lazy | judgmental | forgetful | impulsive
spiteful | stubborn | sadistic | petty | unlucky
â Strengths
honest | trustworthy | thoughtful | caring | brave
patient  | selfless | ambitious | tolerant | lucky
intelligent | confident | focused | humble | generous
merciful | observant | wise | clever | charming
cheerful | optimistic | decisive | adaptive | calm
â ~ [Give us dessert!]
As always, Arthur thought to set an example and pass on the dessert in favor of eating healthier. And as always, once the dessert came, he immediately regretted it. Watching as Alfred enjoyed his piece of cheesecake, Arthur attempted to look as uninterested as possible and continue on with their conversation. Until he was offered a piece.Â
âOnly if you insist. I suppose eating half would be better than you eating this whole sugar stuffed treat.â
ofichorandruins
x . brown orbs slowly glides towards the corners of his eyes, glancing at his former sovereignty as they sat in the room of the world meeting. as it is still unforgivably early, only the two of them are present. perhaps it is an ideal opportunity to inquire the dilemma in his mind? though he feels as though there is only a few that he can confide in.
âsay, england⌠have you been married to someone before? â
Neatly pressed papers creased under his thumb. His reading glasses lay perched on his nose as his eyes skimmed each well thought out line. He paid no mind to the republic, too busy with committing each word to memory. That is until the other called for his attention. His eyes raised to him and his eyebrows knitted together. He expected a polite question inquiring how he was doing, not this.
âNot exactly. No. Iâve had to live under someone's rules before but nothing like Hungary with Austria...why?â
nonsexual acts of intimacy - select from the following for my muse to respond to:
â : Finding your muse wearing their clothes
â: Holding hands
â: Having their hair washed by your muse
â: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.
â: Cuddling in a blanket fort
â: Sharing a bed
â: Head scratches
â: Sharing a dessert
â: Shoulder rubs
â: Reading a book together
â: Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)
â: Patching up a wound
â¤: Taking a bath together
â§: Your muse playing with their hair
âĄ: Accidentally falling asleep together
â˘: Forehead or cheek kisses
â : Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.
âŁ: Back scratches
âĽ: Your muse crying about something
âŚ: Slow dancing
ofichorandruins came for a visit.
âMr. England? NĂn hÇo. Sensei isnât here right now but if you could refrain from telling him that you saw me here, it would be a lot of help to me.â Sheâs moved most of the furniture in the room over by three inches in an attempt to trip China when he comes back home and is currently trying to move a coffee table.
âHello, Miss Taiwan...â He pauses, attempting to figure out exactly what she was doing on his own. âAre you straightening up for him? How sweet of you. Would you like any help?â
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    âWell arenât you a rare sight. What? Did my sister leave the fax machine turned off again?â
âNo, I came out of my own volition. Alhough, getting anything faxed here has become a problem.â
â Iâd rather not die today or any day for that matter and those stones you call scones are the fastest way to infierno. But you could improve if you didnât burn them or put in strange things. â
âI do not put anything strange in them. And I do not burn it! You obviously are more into raw food. Anytime I eat fish in one of your restaurants, the inside is completely raw. Next time I make scones Iâll forget to put them in the oven for you.â