#graveyard encounters

[glassfag]

gravedigger harry working a nightshift runs into tom who's spending his summer holidays vandalizing cemeteries and looking for potential inferi

[vickyvicarious]

Will it be no joy to think of hereafter in the silence of the night when sleep is not: 'It was my hand that sent her to the stars; it was the hand of him that loved her best; the hand that of all she would herself have chosen, had it been to her to choose?'

This is an interesting question. We see Arthur respond to it in the moment, of course, by taking the hint and accepting the job. And he is resolute throughout the doing of it, only collapsing in horror when he's done. When he sees how peaceful she looks afterwards, "a glad, strange light broke over his face and dispelled altogether the gloom of horror that lay upon it."

So this seems to suggest that yes, it will be a comforting thought to him in days to come. But at the same time, I can't help but feel it would be nightmare fuel for everyone, all the more for Arthur himself. Dreams of staking her and it not working, of staking her and realizing halfway through that it is her and not her vampiric self that he is staking, and so on... That's fair enough just from it being a deeply traumatic experience. But I also feel like he might feel guilty about leaving her side and 'allowing' her to die, and also feel guilty about 'killing' her tonight. Not in any logical way, of course. But... I dunno. To me at least, it wouldn't feel like any kind of unmitigated comfort when I'm trying to fall asleep. I'd try to think of it that way, and maybe even succeed most of the time, but at others I think it would make everything much worse. And I feel that may be the same for Arthur.

[z0mbiefvcker]

i have a thing for romance movies where a social outcast girl falls for a weird paranormal boy who loved her from the start thats the only way i can describe it

[marlowe-art]

garden statue - but where did the garden go?

[blueberrymess-art]

The Graveyard battlemap is here right in time for a Halloween session🪦

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[lluvguts]

ghost: speak softly, or you'll wake the dead.

soap: ...

ghost: ha! that's just a little "grave" humor.

soap: you really think you're funny, huh?

ghost, deadpan: no. the dead are already awake.

[friendlyforestbeast]

I’m king now 💅

This is so dumb and I’ll never finish it I’m sorry

[thejellyfaerie]

You'd think that the first Shockwave game on the Neopets site would be more well documented but IT'S NOT.

It's not even completely lost to time!! I have the file on my other laptop!

[pocketseizure]

Twilight Princess isn’t technically a horror game, and there’s a certain schmaltziness to its mid-2000s mall goth aesthetic. Still, Twilight Princess was the first video game I encountered that implied the hero is a murderer, and its strange and unsettling cutscenes serve as puzzle pieces that form a fragmented picture of Hyrule’s hidden history of prejudice, war, and genocide.

When Link confronts Ganondorf at the end of the game, Ganondorf meets his challenge with bitter irony and issues a warning – the cycle of bloodshed cannot be ended with violence. Link kills him anyway, and the cruelty of this act convinces Midna that it’s impossible for her to remain in Hyrule as an ethnic minority. 

All of this went over my head when I first played Twilight Princess as a kid, but it really messed me up when I returned to the game as an adult. I’m still haunted by the dread that came from the realization that the fun desert dungeon where Link gets the cool spinner item is a mass graveyard.

[naffeclipse]

it really sucks when you want to look at anything monster boyfriend-related and it's only porn. where are the fun date nights in the woods where the mist can only be pierced by big glowing eyes? where is the hand holding with claws and scales? where are the beds that are actually coffins and falling asleep together after an exhausting night of roaming the graveyard? where's the quiet evening of star-gazing with a being who can tell you about each star they visited? where's the domesticity of cooking in your haunted house with help from disembodied hands? where are the inside jokes about non-superstitious people having encounters and cackling so sinisterly in that inhuman way that you love?

[li-louie]

At the halt, the boys eagerly anticipate the sights they'll encounter on their way to the city. They want to admire the hairy rhinoceroses and get to the Ship Graveyard!

13. Guidebook

[brightatmidnight]

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[iovetecchou]

What’s Your Motive? ⧸ Wriothesley.𖥔 ݁ ˖

Summary: Wriothesley is fed up with you constantly getting arrested for petty crimes. It's like you're trying to get locked up just to annoy him. Perhaps a different form of punishment for your crimes is in order.

༞ Contains...! smut, hatefucking, use of handcuffs, fucking through the jail cell bars, no prep, degradation, name calling (runt, cumslut), one use of "good girl", reader refers to Wriothesley as 'mister', cumshot, facial, subtle fluff because i am insane

༞ AFAB Reader.

༞ 1.920 words.

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"I told you not to break the law. More than once." 

Wriothesley deadpanned. His grip around your hand was tight as he took your fingerprints. You could tell he was concealing his rage, but the tremors coming from his large palm were a dead giveaway. 

"Aww! Not happy to see me again, mister?" You snickered, purposefully making the process more difficult for Wriothesley. You kept smudging your prints; he had to start over twice already. There was no way in hell he was putting up with your shit tonight. He was stressed, and your constant reappearances here only added to the dogpile of dread. 

"Guards, finish booking this runt. I need to make myself a cup of tea before I lose my mind." That last statement was more of a whisper to himself. But you were amused by it, regardless. 

"Who you callin' a runt, huh?" You gasped in faux disdain, bumping shoulders with him as you feigned offense because of his little nickname for you. Wriothesley's large palm squeezed over yours once more as a warning before he walked off. 

You clicked your tongue as you watched him walk away. You hated to see him go, but you loved to watch him leave. 

Wriothesley wanted to gouge his eyes out as he heard you whistle while he descended the dark hallway. He knew you were directing the catcall at him and him alone. Every time you came to Wriothesley's precinct, you sought him out. He didn't understand your strange requests to be detained by him each time, and quite frankly, he didn't care. 

But you both have been doing this little song and dance for months. You would get arrested for a minor crime, taken into custody for a few days, be released and repeat every few weeks. They were all petty crimes, proof enough to Wriothesley that you were committing them with ulterior motives. 

Wriothesley had the graveyard shift tonight, which meant lots and lots of tea was in order to keep him functioning, especially now that you were back under his watch. 

He was monitoring the security cameras as he sipped his favorite stress relief tea blend, nearly dropping his cup when he noticed you attempting to escape from your cell. Wriothesley sighed deeply, clenching his jaw as he shot up from his desk. Wasting no time, he made quick strides toward your section. 

On his stride there, Wriothesley's anger toward you bubbled up from deep within. Each passing step caused him to become more and more agitated. He recounted all of the encounters you both had over the months. He didn't understand you in the slightest, and that just enraged him even further. What was your motive? 

"Hey, runt. You seriously didn't think this pathetic attempt would work, right?" Your smirk grew tenfold from the sound of his voice. 

"Nope, just needed an excuse to get ya down here!" You giggled, tilting your head up to meet his icy gaze. 

Oh... he looked furious. Good.

He glared at you from beyond the bars, eyebrows ticked up in annoyance as he captured his cuffs. Wriothesley swirled them around his index finger before seizing them tightly. "Turn around and stick your hands out, now." 

"Aww, but you only just got here! I wanted to admire your pretty face for a little lo—"

"Now."

His stern voice sent chills down your spine in the best way possible. You finally got him to break.

You followed his orders. Turning your back toward Wriothesley, leaning your back against the cool metal bars. You extended your arms behind you, letting them slip through the spaces of the metal cell. 

Before you could question him further, Wriothesley cuffed your hands. Trapping you against the metal bars of your enclosure. You tugged against your restraints, tilting your head back and getting a glimpse of Wriothesley. 

"Care to tell me what this is about, mister? Doesn't seem like protocol to me." You quipped, shooting a playful wink at Wriothesley. All of your sass was knocked out of you the moment he slotted himself against the bars. You could faintly feel the warmth radiating from his chest as his hands slipped past the metal poles. 

"Keep fucking quiet, runt. There are other prisoners and guards here, you know. The world does not revolve around you." Wriothesley spat. Wasting no time tugging your flimsy pants and panties down your legs in one harsh tug. 

Heat rushed through your core as the cool air hit your exposed lower half. 

This was really happening? Fucking finally. 

"Oh, I really got your panties in a twist this time huh, mister?" You pressed your ass further into the cell, trying your hardest to feel him closer. Your smirk only grew when you heard Wriothesley fumbling with his belt. 

"I said, be quiet," Wriothesley whispered. You could feel his breath fanning over the tip of your ear as his hand crawled back through to grasp your hip. He hastily pulled his cock out of his confinements, slipping it through the cell bars. You choked on a whine as you felt the blunt head of his cock run through your folds. 

"Oh? Now you got nothing to say? Who knew all you needed was some dick to put you in line." Wriothesley spat, cursing under his breath as he gathered your slick. "You're so fucking wet, too. What, don't tell me this was your plan all along? Such a filthy fucking runt."

A choked moan slipped past your lips as his cock pushed past the tight ring of your pussy. Wriothesley quickly slipped his other hand through the cell bars, slotting his large palm over your mouth. "Shut the fuck up." He mumbled against the shell of your ear, slamming his cock inside you to the hilt. 

Your eyes rolled back in ecstasy as he filled you to the brim with his length. You could feel his thick cock pulsing inside you, his balls twitching from where they kissed the underside of your pussy. You had dreamt of this moment only a thousand times over, but the real thing exceeded your expectations. 

Wriothesley wasted no time pounding into you relentlessly, barely giving you a moment to adjust. You drooled all over his fingers and gloves as your shameless whimpers and whines slipped out. However, the more you cried out in pleasure, the harder he fucked you. 

"This pussy is so greedy, fuck." Wriothesley cursed, clenching his jaw tightly as he pulled your hips harshly to meet his thrusts. Your arms strained from the uncomfortable position they were in. But you couldn't care less. The feeling of Wriothesley's cock prodding your sweet spot overpowered that dull ache in your cuffed wrists. 

You desperately longed to see the look of pleasure twisted on Wriothesley's face as he fucked you. But his deep grunts and groans of pleasure against your ear were mind-numbing enough. 

You hardly tried to conceal your mewls of pleasure, too cock drunk to care if someone were to overhear. "If you don't shut that dirty fucking mouth of yours, you'll regret it." Wriothesley huffed, clamping his hand even tighter around your mouth. His thrusts were brutal. The sound of skin slapping against skin and the rattling of the steel rods echoed through the dark halls. 

Quite ironic. Considering Wriothesley was the one telling you to be quiet. 

If he wanted you to be quiet, then so be it. Your teeth sunk into the back of his fingertips, pulling a loud hiss from Wriothesley's lips. He chuckled deeply. Breath tickling the side of your face as his pace only quickened. The tip of his cock was nudging your cervix with each deep thrust. 

"Good," He paused, grounding his hips into your ass as deep as he could through the bars. 

"Fucking," Wriothesley pulled his hips back, tip nearly slipping out of your hot wet heat if it wasn't for the tight grip your gummy walls had on him. 

"Girl." He slammed himself all the way back in with a loud, wet squelch. Wriothesley calling you a good girl, paired with the feeling of his cock rubbing against your g-spot was too much to bear. 

You gushed around his cock as the coil within you snapped. Your teeth sunk into the rough material of his gloves as you came. Your pussy clenched and pulsed around his length as you struggled to stay up on your shaky legs. 

Wriothesley cursed under his breath. Quickly, he pulled himself out of your tight, wet heat. He swiftly undid the lock on your cuffs. You collapsed to your knees, instinctively pulling your hands back through the bars. You nursed your wrists, cradling them to your chest as your legs trembled.

"Look at me," Wriothesley demanded breathlessly. You slowly turned on your knees, eyes widening as you faced him. He was fisting his cock furiously, a wild blush coating his cheeks as his icy orbs locked onto you. You felt your pussy throb once more from the sight alone, bringing your hands up through the bars— desperately trying to replace his hand with yours. 

Wriothesley swatted your hand away before ordering, "Stick your tongue out for me, runt." 

Without hesitancy, your jaw fell slack. Your tongue darted out almost instantly as you drank in his blissed-out expression. Without warning, Wriothesley brought his dick only centimeters away from your lips. A deep groan slipped past his mouth as his first ropes of cum shot past his slit. 

You admired his pretty face as Wriothesley came all over yours. You swallowed every last drop of his cum that landed on your tongue, allowing the ropes that missed your mouth to roll down your cheeks. 

Wriothesley grunted as he shot the last of his load onto your face. He admired your filthy state for a few beats more. A smirk cascaded across his face before he let out a whistle of his own, mimicking your actions from earlier. 

"Wow... guess it shouldn't come as a surprise that you're a filthy cumslut on top of all your other crimes." Wriothesley deadpanned, leisurely tucking his now softening cock back into his pants.

"Oh, so now it's a crime to want to fuck you?" You chuckled, swiping some of his cum off your cheek before placing the pad of your thumb in your mouth. Licking it entirely clean. 

Wriothesley flushed, averting his gaze from your lewd display. He stifled a cough before muttering, "No, but I'm sure you and I just committed about a dozen crimes. Indecent exposure, public indecency, disorderly conduct— shall I continue?" 

"You do realize you just said we right, mister? Meaning you should be in this cell right alongside me. Come on, handsome, why don't you keep me warm tonight? You can come inside me this ti—"

"In your dreams, runt. Consider this your punishment for causing me hell for months. I won't give you what you want just because you're cute."  

Your cheeks flushed as you stood on shaky legs, coming face to face with him. "You think I'm cute?" You asked earnestly, a genuine smile pulling at your lips. 

Wriothesley turned on his heel, trying to conceal his embarrassment from slipping up and calling you cute. He stifled a cough, making slow strides down the hallway. You assumed he was going to keep walking without another word, and just as you began pulling your pants back up your trembling legs, you heard him shout, 

"Yeah, I do, so stop breaking the law. Then maybe I can take you on a proper date."

[kaivenom]

Hi, I was wondering if you could do the One Piece Guys x Reader where, since it is the Fall/Halloween season, there are short stories of romantic scenarios of them and the reader doing Fall/Halloween things?

One Piece men small romantic Halloween season scenarios

Characters: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Trafalgar Law, Eustass Kid, Killer

A/N: This time Halloween caught me surprised and i wasnt planing on doing anything (cause i didnt have time to prepare it) but since two people asked for Halloween themed specials, i post this today 31th and the other one tomorrow 1st. Enjoy this fast done Halloween especial.

Masterlist

Luffy

You came back to the ship and suddently all the floor was full of candy wrappers.

"Luffy, what did you do?" you yelled angryly to see your boyfriend on the floor with mouth full of chocolate like a small monster.

"Nothing."

"You fool, i see the evidence all over your face. Why? We were supposed to keep the candy for the kids to come here trick or treat." you almost thought you were about to cry due to frustation.

"Im sorry."

"i hope you are, halloween it's over." you said and go to sit on the couch, more sad than angry.

A couple of seconds later you felt a pair of arms wrap around your neck and a cheek brushing against yours.

"Please, what can i do to compensate?"

"That is up to you." you were trying to isolate from everything but couldnt keep away the curiosity when he came upstairs.

A couple of minutes later he appeared with improvised costumes, one looked like a witch and another like a ghost.

"We are going trick or treating."

"We are adults."

"I dont care, if we cant take the candy from the houses then we will take it in a more... out of law way."

You couldn't help but laugh due to the silliness of the situation. But you finally accepted and go to town.

Of course, no one of the town gave candy to some adults but there were a marine base so... you stole all the candy they had, and then run all over town with the sacks on your shoulder.

"That was funny."

"It was." you laughed and kissed him, which of course he corresponded.

"Now we have more candy to eat." you pinched his cheek with a devilish smile.

"No, you already ate, now we are going to distribute it with the children." he pouted at this but accepted and you kissed him again, "don't worry, you will have a little trophy tonight."

He smiled and expecting of your night encounter, he didnt separate himself from you the rest of the evening.

Zoro

You both arrived at a town on Halloween exactly and the people there celebrated something were they visited their loved ones graves. All the crew took it as a very weird and macabre thing but Zoro seemed amused so you proposed to take a walk thru the graveyard.

Even in the dark of the night, the oranges of the candles and the flowers make everything so colorful and somehow, recomforting. Zoro took your hand and place it on his biceps, now you both waking like the couples around, connected.

"This is somehow beautiful."

"It is, it makes you value life and honour death, this people are wise and respectul. I like that."

"I percieve it."

He smiled and place a small kiss on your lips, he looked relaxed and gratefull and you loves that.

You discovered a church/temple were the foreigners could put offering to their lost ones. It was a big contrast the tradition for loved ones in the place and the traditions that Zoro had. But still, you tried to accompany him on his offerings and prayers.

"And now what?" you asked on the stairs of the temple while he raised his shoulders in confusion.

"Now you eat, beautiful couple." a men appeared and offered you some food.

You realized that people were sitting on the ground of the graveyard and eating whole meals. So you took a place a little distand (you didnt want to bother anyones graves) and did a little picnic.

"This is a beautiful tradition." you said.

"Almost as beautiful as you." kissed your forehead, "somehow its very spiritual, we can come back the next year."

"I like that." he gave you again more peppering kisses.

Somehow that night made him extra lovely and devoted to you.

Sanji

He had been planing it for weeks, Halloween its a special occasion for doing special themed dishes so... he had enough food to survive 100 years and he planned to do every dish he wanted.

"Sanji, what is this?" you entered the kitchen earlier than he expected.

"Umm, i was planning on doing a special halloween dinner... like a surprise."

"Oohh, i can help?"

He didnt planned on letting you help, you were his godness, you cant make your hands dirty, but seeing you with that ilusion on your eyes, make him weak. Accepted and invite you to start organizicing ingredients.

Really aesthetic everything, he helped you knead things by putting himself behind you and interconecting your hands, small kisses every now and then, you throwing flour at him jockingly.

The night came and the only thing left were some cookies on the hoven so you both started somehow slow dancing on the kitchen.

"I didnt expect that cooking with you would be so nice, i expected you to be like one of those judges of the cuisine shows."

"How can i judge my precious woman."

"With a positive review." you smiled and kissed his cheek while he spinned you around and now your back is on his chest.

"And i am so used to working alone on the kitchen that i didn't expect to have such a good time but as always, doing things with you is the best of the day."

Trafalgar Law

Even thought you didn't expect It, Law Its a fanatic of Halloween... More like a fanatic of Halloween themed movies such as slashers or thrillers, specially psicological ones. So, when you discovered, you had to plan something out for the day.

"Law, handsome, since you like that type of movies so much and we are on spooky season, would you like to bingewatch?"

"And you think you are capable of keeping It straight with the fear?" He said, clearly judging and challenging you.

"I would."

"Then i accept."

Half a movie later you were terrified but you didn't want him to know, and that lasted for like 2 movies. He was really intrigated on the plot to see your little shaking, or thats what you thought.

"Just said that you are scared and we can go seeing the old ones, with the bad cuality effects, It wont be that bad."

You shook you head, you wont admit that you are scared to him. Then, when a movie with jumpscares started, you couldnt keep It straight anymore.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" You yelled while pressing Trafalgar's head against your chest, full of fear. "I am dying of terror since two movies ago, i cant to this anymore."

"Thanks for finally admiting." He said calmly.

"Idiot, i wanted to try to be as strong as you, how can you see this and dont faint."

"Cause i am a surgeon." He simply said and you had to stop shaking him.

"Fair point. I should go to bed."

"In that state? No, you will stay here and we Will put some of that cheesy Halloween Romance movie you like, then if you like i can play a slashers old movie."

You nodded and placed your head on his neck, he laughed a little at your action but you couldn't be more in love with him on that moment, cause you know how much he hates romance movies

That night you were sleeping really close to him, almost suffocating him with your arms. Normally he would yell but today, he just hugged you back really strong and kissed you.

Eustass Kidd

Big dates usually comes with great parties, being Halloween the BEST of the year. Thats why kid thought and since he is the captain, everyone was obliged to go party with him when the crew sailed on the 31st.

The club was noisy and you were dressed Up like a witch while he was like a zombie, well, everyone on the crew dressed as zombies. But he was your dead men.

You danced, laughed, drinked and even singed. Especially when kid decided to go on stage, sing a little and then dedicate you the dong, really embarrasing.

Now you were outside, midnight and taking some fresh air.

"Here she is, my magical girl." Kid apareaded on the street with a cup on his hand and a cheeky smile.

"You are really drunk" you chanted a little.

"Its that the spell you put on me? Because It Is working really well." You laughed.

"You are silly."

"And you are looking gorgeous. I know that all the crew was invited but right now, It IS our special moment just..."

"Just you and your Hot baddass goth wife that you will do everything she says."

"You caught the words out of my mind and yes, i Will do everything you want."

He kissed you, passionaly, on the dark part of the street, for a long time. Long enough that some members of the crew began to start searching for you both.

But kid couldn't care less, when they found you, he kicked them out and a couple of minutes later you entered again on the club.

Dancing more, laughing more, drinking more and kissing more.

Killer

You were gathering some supplies for the ship and suddently Killer stopped in front of a big banner saying "Pumpkin carving contest". He tried to make you think that he didnt care but in reality it was obvious that he wanted to enter the salon and compete. He is good with knifes and you are good helping him so.

"Killer, if you want, we can..."

"We are adults, we are on our twenties, i am a big feared pirate and..." you looked at him, dead seriously, "i would really like it, if you dont mind and if we can still asign."

You smiled and followed him to the inside. You both signed and he was nervous cause he is big and all of that but inside there are people of all kinds.

He got his knifes, the responsables gsve you a pumpkin and you started thinking on the design, to help him go faster.

The clock marked the end of the contest and the judges passed thru the tables. Some people didn't finish the desings but killer and you being the coordinated couple you are... There was no problem.

You dont know if It was due to the terryfing look of the pumpkin of the intimating look of your boyfriend, but when the judges passed by, they started shaking.

"And the winner is Killer and partner."

You both jumped excited to get the prize, a dinner in a restaurant. In fact you dont really care about the dinner, just that Killer left out his bad boy rude men facade to do something funny and childish.

"That was amazing, we can go to the restaurant now if you want" thats what you said while exiting the salon.

"Yeah, we can do that." He lifted you Up on his shoulder and gave you a loveful spank.

[marigoldendragon]

Thinking of how the Twst boys would go trying to take a bra off their partner for the first time. Mild spice

Riddle - He'd struggle. He's too emotionally constipated for intimacy at first.

Cater - Easy enough. Man was SMOTHERED by his sisters growing up. He'd be desensitised to all things feminine, it's just another piece of clothing to him.

Trey - It wouldn't be smooth sailing, but he'd just casually laugh at himself and continue what he was doing.

Ace - He'd be nervous but otherwise it'd go smoothly. He thanks his past self for learning all that slight of hand. Dexterity +1

Deuce - He'd be red faced and taking it so seriously. He'd blue screen once he finally gets it off and sees whats underneath.

Leona - Man's ripping that thing off with his teeth. R.I.P bra.

Ruggie - Mr pickpocket would have *zero* problems getting it off you. Dexterity +5

Jack - He'd struggle so much. Not only would his nerves get the better of him but his giant hands are not used to such delicate tasks.

Azul - Another one where his emotional state would impair his hand eye coordination. Don't laugh at him he'd never recover.

Jade - If he knew there was a possibility of such an event happening he would come prepared. Has no difficulties with the task.

Floyd - Man's ripping that thing off with his teeth 2.0. R.I.P another bra.

Kalim - He'd struggle with it, but you guys would have fun laughing about the situation anyway.

Jamil - He's probably helped Kalim get dressed in fancy clothes a lot. Dealt with plenty of fiddly buttons, clasps, toggles etc in the past. Smooth sailing for him.

Vil - Mr world famous model, actor, fashion expert? The most gender non conforming person in the whole school? (except for maybe Lilia). Not only would taking a bra off you be easy you'd probably leave with a better quality one than you came with. (He'd magically make it your size. Great sevens you've never had a bra ft so well)

Rook - He'd take forever with it. Not because of a skill issue, he'd just want to savour the moment.

Epel - Would have practiced/watched tutorials beforehand. Wants to be a smooth operator when the time comes. Be impressed by his manly skill.

Idia - Man would be having massive performance anxiety issues. Please be gentle with him. (He'd be bragging about his skills later online though)

I feel weird including Ortho in this. Skip!

Malleus - There's a possibility of him getting in his own head about having to deal with unknown 'human' clothing. Wouldn't be an issue though, he'd just magic it off you.

Silver - He's calm and steady. Even if he's got butterflies in his stomach he takes it slow and has no problems.

Sebek - Yet another emotionally constipated one who's head gets in the way of their hands. Takes him a minute. Probably blushes and averts his gaze like a scandalised housewife when he finally sees the tiddy.

Lilia - hahahaha Man has that thing off you before you even realise he's reached for the clasp. Dexterity +100

.... you know what I might include the staff this time. Although they're all adults who have presumably encountered bras before XD

Crowley - Mans won't shut up. Keeps droning on and you wonder if he's ever going to make his move only for you to discover your not wearing a bra anymore. When did he do that?

Crewel - If he's taking it off you it's likely just so he can put some other fancy lingerie back on you.

Vargas - Hands too big and muscular. Accidentally breaks it in the process. Another for the bra graveyard.

Trein - He's had a wife. Man knows what he's doing.

Sam - Quick and deft with it. This man FUCKS