glass that gets me hard

Iggy's stolen specs pt. 1
Final Fantasy XV
Iggy's stolen specs pt. 1

CAN WE TALK ABOUT THE VERY FIRST SOUND THAT IGNIS MAKES?

Ignis: *muffled grunt* Noct!! 

Noctis: What’s wrong? You okay?  Σ(・Д・)

Ignis: *heaves* It’s not me! It’s my spectacles!  (3` Д 3´)

Noctis: Your glasses? Well, how come they’re not on your face? (・д・`o)

Ignis: I was making ready to leave camp, when a black chocobo saddled up, snatched my specs from over my nose, and bolted.  (33´)

Noctis: *laughs* Awww man. That’s hilarious! (ᗒᗨᗕ)

Ignis: This is no laughing matter. We must retrieve them at once!  (3`Д 3´)

Noctis: “At once”? Like right now?  (゚ー゚;)

Guardians of Notra pt. 1
  • Random New Blood, sets their hand on Cal's: If I touch someone, I can feel their feelings.
  • Cal: that's nice.
  • Random New Blood: You feel love.
  • Cal: yeah, I guess yeah, I feel a general unselfish love for just about everybody-
  • Random New Blood: No... sexual love...
  • Cal: No, no I dont-
  • Random New Blood, points to Mare: FOR HER!
  • Cal: NO!
  • Kilorn, busts out laughing: SHE JUST TOLD EVERYONE YOUR DEEPEST DARKEST SECRET!
  • Cal: Dude come on, I think you're overreacting a little bit.
  • Kilorn: YOU MUST BE SO EMBARRASSED!
  • Mare: blushing a lot
  • Kilorn, bouncing up and down and grabbing the New Blood's hand: DO ME! DO ME! DO ME!
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idk what it is about glasses but they get me so hard lol (even tho I know first hand what a freaking hassle they really are ugh) and now I want fic where Steve is all “yes please grabby hands” about Bucky with glasses while Bucky has to deal with every inconvenience like fogging up at the slightest temperature change, the constant slipping down your nose, being sweaty with glasses, swimming, SEX, sunglasses, etc

aw man i fight with all of these things so i should totally throw this in a fic of mine just

bucky’s cold so he puts on a jersey and warms up then goes outside and then foggy glasses. Hot drink? foggy glasses. imprints on the bridge of his nose from the prongs. them sliding down and him pushing them up again with the perfected two finger slide. he’d probably have contacts but you can’t wear contacts when swimming so he just goes in without being able to see further than about a metre in front of his face clearly. sunglasses are a nightmare, or were until steve got him prescription ones as a gift. sex… he just takes them off once they get in the way of the kissing (and boy do they get in the way, yikes) and goes for gold really.

steve really likes the glasses though

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Perseverance, a naruto fanfic | FanFiction
A celebration is held at Konoha for the heroes of the shinobi war. Temari struggles to reconcile her feelings for Shikamaru. With the help of Tenten, a trio of girls, and Shiho, she comes to a decision. Inspired by a quote and a prompt from anamicenas.

This story was formed because of the prompt that @anamicenas offered to me. She has been wonderful to me and all of the Shikatema fandom. She is one of the first readers who has been very consistent in encouraging me and all Shikatema writers and artists. I’m sure the fandom won’t be the same without her. So of course I couldn’t deny her request. :D

The village of Konoha held a welcome party for the heroes of shinobi war. The atmosphere was vibrant as the festivities went on. Hordes of villagers crowded about trying to get a glimpse of their heroes who saved the world from tragic disaster. Children sat on top of adults’ shoulders, waving and clapping their hands in excitement. Balloons, banners and other colourful decors were strewn about the village. Handmade horns blasted in a tone of joy and vitality.

In the middle of the open plaza, there was a low stage wherein the heroes were seated in display for all to see. That would be all the ninjas of Konoha but they were not remiss in inviting the other ninjas from other villages who participated in the war as well.

After the formalities of speeches from the council of Konoha concluded, villagers were invited to come up to the heroes of Konoha to shake hands and express their gratitude. But to prevent a stampede, they instructed every team of Konoha ninjas to come up one by one. Villagers lined up so they could be directed one by one as well. They were also encouraged to dance with the heroes if they so wished.

And it began. It was obvious that team 7 would have the most fans considering Naruto was the biggest hero of the war. Naruto had dance after dance. But with his abundance of energy, it was not a problem. Sakura also had her fair share of admirers.

Somewhere on the side of the stage, Kankuro muttered to his siblings, “Why are we here again?”

Temari elbowed him instantly. “Quiet. At least contain yourself until after the party.”

Gaara looked at them, the slight twitch of lips indicating amusement. Kankuro sighed. “Can’t I at least go up to the pretty ladies?”

“Not now,” Temari warned. “You’re going to give Suna a bad reputation. Just grab a drink from the refreshment table.”

Kankuro grimaced and whined, “Not thirsty.”

“Well I am.” With that, Temari stood and strode towards the table which was at the other end of the plaza. She quickly picked up a drink and found a large post where she could hide herself away from the public eye. It was a good vantage point too since it gave her a clear view of the man who had been unable to leave her mind since during the war.

Shikamaru Nara. The boy who beat her during her first chuunin exams. The boy she saved from that insane flute-wielding ninja. The boy who escorted her about Konoha. The man who was a prominent leader during the shinobi war. The man whom she thought had the capacity to become Hokage.

The man whom she slowly developed a friendship with. The man whom she trusted. The man she enjoyed crossing words with. The man with whom silence was calming. The man whom she…

She slammed her head back against the post and cursed. Her thoughts strayed too far one too many times since the war ended. How could it not? After this party, she was not sure she would be able to see him again. She was not even sure why she needed to see him again. It was not like it would kill her to never see him again. How melodramatic could she get.

This was truly not like her. How could a single man lord over her thoughts in such a way? It was despicable to her woman’s sensibilities. Completely unacceptable.

It was time to quench such thoughts once and for all. After all, there was no possible road for them. Intervillage fraternization? This welcome party was just a flimsy excuse of a get together. Yes, for now, it was peace. They beat the one enemy together. The ninjas may feel a sense of camaraderie but the councils would not. Politics would not die. For the sake of growth and getting ahead, these councils would do anything to have an advantage over the other villages. One prime example of this was the chuunin exams. It was well explained to them years ago.

Looking at him now, there was a strange ache that crept into her chest but she ignored it.

Then she heard it. The sound of three females gushing.

“Shikamaru-sama is so handsome!” Her eye twitched.

“I wanna go up to him and hold onto his hand and never let go!” She gritted her teeth.

“I wonder if he will dance with me?” She gripped her glass hard.

“Don’t get your hopes up. He hasn’t danced a single dance yet.” Her grip loosened.

“Aww I wonder why?”

“Doesn’t he have a girlfriend?” She leaned closer, her ear straining.

“You mean that blonde from Suna? No way!” She let out a growl.

“I know right? She’s too unfeminine, cruel, bossy from what I heard.”

She was just about to charge towards them when a strong hand prevented her from moving forward. Turning sharply, instinctively moving into a fighting stance, she looked into the face of a smirking Tenten.

“You’re really going to let some common girls get on your nerves just because they’re crushing on Shikamaru?” Tenten asked with a raised brow.

“That’s not why I’m charging them. It’s because they have such nerve to talk about me that way!”

“Please. You know what they said is true. Why don’t you just admit you like Shikamaru? It’s pretty obvious, you know.”

“I do not like him… what do you mean it’s obvious?”

Tenten shrugged. “Everyone can tell.”

“Well, everyone’s wrong.”

“I didn’t think you’d act so childish, Temari. Grow up. There’s nothing wrong with liking him.”

“Yes, there is,” she said curtly. Then she sighed and hesitated. “Being the sister of the kazekage has major downsides. Intervillage politics will make sure we will never have a chance to be together.”

Tenten paused and looked at Temari pensively. “That may be. But I don’t even see you putting up a fight. The Temari I know will fight tooth and nail to get what she wants. This Temari is pathetic.”

Temari gritted her teeth and her hands fisted but she could not find it in herself to fight back. Yet she tried. “You don’t get it! This goes beyond me and Shikamaru!”

Tenten shook her head. “Do you know how rare it is to find someone you can connect with on that level? Some of us don’t even have that someone anymore. Lots of us lost their loved one in the war. Some never even find one in all their lives! Yet here you are moaning about your problem when you aren’t even doing a thing about it!” Tenten cried out, tears filling her eyes.

Temari knew about the Hyuuga and Tenten’s bond. Her eyes softened. “I’m sorry about…”

“Don’t. Just do us a favour and start acting like yourself again. Or do you really want one of those girls to win Shikamaru over?”

Just as she said that, they saw the girls approach Shikamaru. The girls shook his hand excitedly. But later on, they slumped away in a defeated stance. Not even one of them was able to procure a dance from the pony-tailed ninja.

“Shikamaru sure is loyal to you. It’s too bad you’ve let him go. Maybe others will have a chance at him when he figures it out. Maybe not those girls. But perhaps Ino? Sakura? Shiho?” Tenten glanced at the suddenly rigid Temari. She turned to look at Shikamaru’s way.

Astonished, she saw the same Shiho she was just talking about nervously come up to Shikamaru. Surprise turned to shock when Shikamaru cracked a tiny smile at the mousy woman who offered him a small gift. He took it without hesitance. Tenten was sufficiently satisfied to see a hardened look on Temari’s face.

“Hold this.” Temari shoved the glass to Tenten as she made her way towards Shikamaru and Shiho. Raising the glass to her mouth, Tenten watched in glee as the drama unfolded.

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i can’t believe this, the sjws have gone too far this time. this is just diversity for diversity’s sake and it makes me sick. politics has no place in gaming, we don’t have to force representation for people with glasses. if people with glasses really wanted to be represented so bad, they would suck it up and work as hard and people without glasses. and don’t even get me started on these different kinds of beards, its not a competition to include every kind of beard, you know! the sjws are at it again. ugh