OaklerSkies

~OaklerSkies~ ~~~~~~~~~~ "Alright, zhis meeting has officially started! Rollcall! _______!" You raised your hand, shouting, "Here!" "Gilbert!" "Kesesese, ja I'm here, bruder!" "Italy!" "Ve~" "Japan!" "Ohayo, Doitsu-san." "Romano!" "Don't fucking yell at me, bastard!" "Spain!" "Hola, amigo~" "England!" "Cheerio." "What, you have Cheerios, dude?" "AMERICA SHUT UP! I know you're here now.. Russia and China!" "Privyet, Germany, da~.." "Nihao." "France!!" ........ "France!" Germany yelled, looking around the room for said man. You looked up and noticed that the blonde French man wasn't in his official seat, which was odd. He'

~OaklerSkies~ It was a Saturday afternoon and currently, your boyfriend, Antonio, was still in bed. Asleep, of course. You groaned out loud. Sleeping was all he ever did. Every day he took siestas but he decided that one of the few free days of the week ya'll had, he used to spend on catching up on sleep. So.. You decided to have a little fun. "Kesesesese~ This is gonna be so awesome, guys..!" A German accent laughed, holding a bucket in his arms. "Gilbert, would you quiet down, I am trying to keep zhe water from spilling!" Francis said as he used a water hose to fill the bucket up. "He's all the way inside, it's fine!" The white-haired m

~OaklerSkies~ "Ma chérie, I think you've slept enough today. It's time to get up~.." You heard a low, sultry voice whisper from beside you. You groaned, snuggling into the comfortable bed sheets around you, putting a pillow over your head. "Francis, leave me alone.." You mumbled through the soft object. "I'm tired..." The man sitting up on the bed beside you chuckled, moving the pillow away from you body before stroking your hair lovingly. "Was last night really zhat exhausting, _______?" "Shut up..!" You said, pulling the sheets completely over your body. "Don't remind me!" You furrowed your brows as as small blush spread across you

~OaklerSkies~ Kesese~! _______, do you wanna come over to my house to chill with me and the boys after school?" Your best friend, Gilbert, asked as he sat beside you in History class. Currently, he was copying your notes and you were drawing random things in your journal. You looked up from your 'art' to see the albino grinning at you with that shit-eating grin on his face. As usual. You pursed your lips in thought, looking back at the journal resting in front of you. You contemplated whether or not he was asking you to come over so he and his weird friends could play a prank on you. "I dunno, Gilbert~" You said. "You're gonna probably gonn

~OaklerSkies~ It really sucked seeing the one you loved and longed for with someone else, you know..? You know what's even worse than that? Watching the one you love, have her heart broken because of the one SHE loved.. "Geez, frau, if you like zhat Frenchie so bad zhen just tell him already." Gilbert said, rolling his ruby eyes. He was currently sitting in the living of the house that the two shared (roomies~), on the couch beside you. You lowered your gaze solemnly, staring at the floor. "I can't.." You mumbled. "He's with Arthur. You know that.." "And you know it, too. So you should get over him and move on. Honestly why would you want

Meant To Be ~Oaklerskies~ ((Warning: It's a pretty long story, so if you're impatient, don't bother reading.)) You were around 8 years old when your parents had split up. You were born out of wedlock, and your father, being the bastard he was, had made you and your mother's life, hell. He was a drunk, beat your mother frequently, was a convict, was a heroin addict and all the more you could imagine. Your mother had tried staying with him for your sake, seeing as she thought a child should always have both parents, and to your 'luck', your father didn't lay a hand on you. Though he did yell at you often. He didn't socialize with you much at a

 Rolling boy is always far away In his dream world he longs to stay So much noise buzzing round in his head All the worries never end All the worries never end "No, I'm fine" While breathing out a sigh You know those words are gone with the wind So he fell short, more and more After searching for the odd one in the crowd, He starts spinning again One more time; one more time "I think I will keep on rolling on today too" And so he says, so he says Making sure the meaning of his words are undercover "Are you okay?" "No, I'm in a daze" Trying to escape but I just don't see the point Maybe I should just stop.. breathing Rolling boy has given