Anime Character Glasses Novels & Stories

I slip into a shirt, a cardingan, a pair of well-worn jeans, and a comfortable pair of ankle boots. My hands move with purpose as I reach for a subtle palette of makeup. A touch of earthy eyeshadow and a stroke of mascara frame my eyes, accentuating the sparkle within, while a light pink blush and lipstick gives color to my pale complexion. I then comb my layered bangs and my brown wavy hair with my fingers, allowing some to fall on my shoulders and the rest, to my back. But, my excitement amplifies as I pick up my favorite accessory – my eyeglasses. “I can’t wait!” I giggle as I envision the events that’ll take place in a few moments from now.

His good look’s just a bonus; his love for black clothes, and gothic rings and necklaces which she personally loves. His simple semi-short hair, which he usually styles into half updo with a black hairclip, added more appeal along with his fancy chromatic glasses. Truly, Takumi has an eye condition which limits him from seeing specific colors than those which have normal eyesight—quite rare—something Theresa wanted to learn about. Tomoya dashed towards the see-through door and opened it for his cousin then the both of them directed towards her. “Looking all good, ah?” Tomoya grinned the moment he sat on the other side; specifically in front of Theresa who had all the intentions of ignoring h

It still felt surreal. After drying off, I pulled on a pair of light-wash jeans and my favorite oversized anime T-shirt, its once vibrant design now faded from years of love. The familiar fabric brought a small sense of comfort. To fight off the morning chill, I wrapped myself in my cozy, oversized cardigan before slipping on my well-worn sneakers. Pausing in front of the mirror, I adjusted my thin-rimmed glasses, making sure they sat just right on my nose. Finally satisfied, I grabbed my book bag, its straps slightly worn from overuse, the fabric decorated with enamel pins of my favorite anime and video game characters.

There was no Doraemon in this world, so he didn't care about using this name as his fake name. "Nobita Nobi." Hong nodded and said, "Then let's finish our duel!" He took a deep breath, tightened all the muscles on his body, and was about to strike down Monica, but... "HONG, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" Hong and Monica then turned and they saw a young woman with crazy-looking sanpaku eyes, thin black eyebrows, long black hair that falls down her back and some strands that fall over her face, an ample bosom, full red lips, a toothy grin revealing her shark-like teeth and a pair of rectangular semi-rimmed glasses.

Mu Zi squinted her eyes to take a closer look, and after seeing it clearly, she couldn't help but roll her eyes, because those glasses only had a black frame! "Aigoooo, what are you doing?" Zhuang Jia snatched his eyeglasses frame first and scoffed, "Trying to pretend to be an intellectual?" Prince Long was slightly annoyed and snatched it back, "I'm doing this to fix the shape of my face!" Zhuang Jia smiled and said, "Well, it's not bad, it does look a little bit more handsome after wearing it." Prince Long sniffed, and dejection spread across his face.

She had been wearing the same clothes she had been in before she disappeared when they found her and hadn’t had access to any of her medications either. “I look more like you with my glasses on,” Angel said casually, breaking up the tension from before. “It has the dual benefits of hurting my eyes less and being an effective disguise. I have to say though, I had mostly forgotten how annoying it is fiddling with them all the time.” Lily smiled. The woes of glasses wearers were many. “And trying to watch TV on your side is virtually impossible without them digging into your face.” “Yes! Not to mention how much the parts that rest on your nose and ears can hurt. Honestly, it’s like you have to

"I know you weren't expecting this sort of company and I'm sorry about them." Wait. What? I felt like I was missing something here. Since when does Sky apologize on our behalf just because we were making someone uncomfortable? Something was definitely going in. "It's okay." Her voice came out in a musical whisper. I almost gasped when she raised her head to look at Sky. What unusual eyes! The glasses sat on her nose did nothing to hide her eyes under the somewhat harsh light of the fast food place. On the right, a rich hazel colored eye outshone the sun kissed honey brown eye on the left side.

GLASSES? "Oh no, OB why do you have a smile on your face?", he asked and I grinned. "you need glasses? Like me", I said and he groaned falling into the chair. "anyway I think they are cute on you but I just wanted to ask who the hell Ajani is". He shot up and looked at me biting the side of his lower lip. "Where did you meet Blade?", he said in a harsh whisper. I nearly dropped my can in fear, I had to hold it tight so I won't slip out of my fingers, he removed his glasses as he waited for me to reply to his question.

I shivered, biting my bottom lip straining to focus. So, there is a Darius and a Forrest. What is the third’s name? Was Darius the one homeroom or Gym Class? Too many questions. I glanced over at his notebook. He was following along but was also doodling. I stretched my neck to try and see what he was drawing. I blinked as I saw it was me. But me anime-style dressed in a female version of Sasuke Uchiha’s costume in Shippuden. He’s outstanding! “My breasts aren’t nearly that big,” I whispered. I was going to regret saying it. But the costume Forrest was drawing me in had more cleavage than I’d be able to supply.

“These glasses were a gift from my mom. They shield me from the voices, and the nightmares. Without them, I’m afraid my powers could spiral out of control, and…I don’t even want to imagine what could happen.” “I like your glasses,” Nate complimented. “They suit you.” His words made my lips curl into a wide smile. No one had ever said they liked my glasses. “I thought these glasses would make me less of a freak,” I added. “But whenever people tease me, they somehow always bring up my glasses.” I gave Kylan a side-eye, and his expression softened. He glanced away, as if he couldn’t bear to look at me. I couldn’t help but wonder if the weight of his teasing was finally sinking in. I sure hoped