Bakugo With Glasses Novels & Stories

“She might not have the body that you do, but she’s not a slut. She still has track of her body count, unlike you.” “Please leave.” “What the fuck!” I snapped. “You know what? If you don’t want me, I’d get her to leave you,” I sneered. “Look there.” I glanced towards the door. “You see it, huh?” I said, letting a sly grin spread across my face. “Yes, I got all this on recording, and these glasses aren’t ordinary,” I whispered, removing the glasses. “See, it has a camera. It’s a meta glass, sweetheart .”

He quickly got comfortable by the side of the gym, then tuned in to the sensations of his body, searching for the feeling that Naoko described. Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Naoko, BaoBao was in the virtual world tracing the source of the glitch. He zoomed past spaces between the ever moving neon blue codes and digits in the black empty space. [Aimi's communicative device? How does she know how to create a bug? Oh well.] BaoBao stretched a little and cracked his knuckles. [This is for messing with Naoko.] Suddenly, a large firewall appeared before him. Before he could do something to it, a terribly familiar tiny figure appeared before the firewall. Its body was made of the same dense condensatio

Megan saw his reaction and started to tear up too, she couldn't make out the people in the distance but she knew there was only one person in this world who could cause her husband to have such a reaction. She took an item from her storage ring and put it on her face. It was a pair of glasses with white frames that were filled with runes. Inside the frame was mana glass with even more runes around the edges. These were the new version of the zoom goggles that Xasha created, they were much more compact and stylish and worked better than the previous version.

He was a poker face as he controlled himself not to wheeze. “Thank you, sir, nice wig and costume. Are you roleplaying Kaneki Ken? Or the vampire Zero? Those contact lenses of yours were really cool. Did you buy them from Lenscon? That was a professional contact lese designer, that’s where we buy ours!” the one in green and from head to toe asked him. He just nodded and smiled awkwardly. They really thought that he was just cosplaying. “By the way, speaking of Lenscon, do you−“

' Lilith fainted at the thought. "Sasuke what are you waiting for, get us to the hospital!" Auntie Arale was in a hurry "Oh ---- oh" Sasuke replied subconsciously before quickly picking up Lilith on his back and dashing towards the hospital! And then the maids realized that the teenager named Sasuke was a congenital myopic! Although he was nearsighted, he had a strong aversion to wearing eyeglasses, an addiction that caused tonight's tragedy! And what's even better is that he's also a lolicon, when they heard this news, the maids didn't worry about Lilith's injury ------

And later returning with the same large bag hanging from his left shoulder. I slowly leaned forward in my chair. “Pause it there.” Bane froze the frame. I stared hard at the bag before zooming in. The image became grainy but the shape remained visible. “What the hell was he carrying in that bag?” I muttered. Aric folded his arms slowly beside me. “I can’t tell either.” His eyes narrowed slightly at the screen. “The sackcloth hides the shape too well.” I stared at the frozen image. An awful feeling crept slowly into my chest.

By then it was too late and the calligraphy sensei, an old man who looked like the mythical tortoise Genbu, which had been around since the creation of the world, glared at her from above the thick frame of his rivet spectacles. The glasses were basically magnifying lenses riveted together (hence the name) and were better-suited for scrutinizing the faint underwriting on the pages of dusty tomes in the Imperial Library. Supposedly they made the wearer over-dependent and as helpless as a mole without them, but the eyes of the sensei still looked like those of a hawk and felt like they could probe right into Aki’s sinful soul and then banish her to the netherworld.

At my feet, it broke into a thousand glass fragments. The scene changed again as the katana exploded out of my grasp and landed back in its sheath on the ground. I was by myself now, standing in front of one huge mirror. With my heart still racing, I went up to it. I glanced back at my reflection, but there was a problem. I didn't have my typical shade in my eyes. They were made of silver. Even my hair shone like the moon. My reflection was surrounded by a halo of golden and white light.

She spilled cola on Kenichi's guitar when he didn't return her interest. Agawa- From Iceland and a college student, his ash blonde hair is natural. He plays bass, doesn't like listening to those he doesn't respect. Only respects people who have decent skill in music. Is popular among the ladies and has a fan club. Hagihara- A bald and tall young man who wears tinted glasses, is he a fan of Satoshi or he simply just shy? He tends to wear all black and his deep voice can unnerve many but unlike his appearance, he's actually a kind fellow and is often cleaning up Akemi's messes and misunderstandings. A mediator.

Sighing, he plucked the contact from his other eye and quickly slipped on his thick lensed glasses He tucked the silver masquerade mask carefully into his bag that Skylar had brought for him “Seriously… what would I do without him?”