#buzzanswers

[the-buzzard23]

Wow, you're cool, genuinely. Most people won't let me just lick the blood from them- their skin I mean- like directly- anyways, uhh,, and the leather smell lingers from your gloves. Which is nice. It's not new leather but it's worn and well, actually, not important- sorry.

Can I bother you? Further I mean. I kinda want to know what your whole deal is. What you have going on in general? I think you're the most outwardly threatening thing in this town, appearance wise. And that's kinda interesting to me.

The man flexes his stiff hands out before he begins crudely signing; it's apparent he learned his ASL late in his life for whatever reason because it is on a juvenile level.

'You can; yes. Though I'm not the best choice in comp..' it looks like he forgot the sign for whatever he was going to say

.. 'Bad friend.' he settles for the dumber phrasing and you see his shoulders fall in a sigh.

[the-buzzard23]

Tell me.. what do you want to do to me? You've been so patient with me. To me. I've finally come.

So.. tell me your desires. I'll listen. Be as ahem.. freaky as you want.

- 🔪💖

I would take the mask off for you, my vocal cords don't work right but I would let you hear the choked grunts and sighs I make while forcing myself on you

Sorry my hands are scarred, that must feel weird, getting your clothes shoved off by a guy with stitches in his palms. It must feel weirder getting your bare chest cupped from behind by them.

My belt was already undone, my boxers get pushed down haphazardly just so I can grind against your back, ass, cunt; if it slides in then it slides in but I just needed to be close. Needed you to feel the desperation in my touch.

Oh lucky me, it did slide in. You hear me sigh in relief before the room fills with the sound of my balls slapping your cunt when I bottom out again and again, like you're a well loved toy.

For once, I'm grateful I can't speak.. I'd probably say something I don't really mean.

[the-buzzard23]

I hate how constantly you are on my mind still. I thought these thoughts would go away as soon as I got a taste of you, but they didn't. They got even more intense. I crave you so bad now. You plague my thoughts. Do you still think of me? Give me a crumb, I'm begging you.

- you know who.

I think of you often. Father keeps me so busy tending to the underbelly of his sin that I forget to catch up and slow down.

It's dishonest living, but I earn my keep.

Sometimes I drive by your apartment on my way out of town at night, after my shift at the butcher shop.. (yeah, that's what I do. My own shop.. he paid for it.)

Anyways.. I drive by and I wonder if you're even there, or if you're in his bed. That man has a way of owning us like property doesn't he?

I wonder if you'd enjoy mine the same way.

[the-buzzard23]

I'm so happy you'd remove your mask for me- I'd love to hear the sounds you'd make. I'd like for you to move it for me more, if you want. I'd love to kiss you.. make out with you with tongues and teeth.

It won't feel weird, I promise it won't. I don't mind the roughness, the stitches. I want to feel your rough hands on my tits, squeezing them. Want to feel your rough hands pushing my clothes aside.

You are that desperate for me? I'm so sorry I haven't came sooner to you. But now that I know? I'm so desperate for you too. I'd grind into as you hold me and grope me, hoping you'd slip in. And when you do I'll let out the most pathetic sounds ever.

You better not go when you have me. I think I'd hunt you down if you do. Do you know how obsessed I am over you? I do hope this is okay to say.

- 🔪💖

It's ok. More than ok, I enjoy the distance you give me.

I'm going to fuck my cum into you over and over, just to make sure I've claimed your body right.. sorry about my kisses being biting, I forgot to eat again.. I swear I'm not always this ghoulish when I couple with people.

You just feel so good, so fucking good... I love how you squirm on it.

[the-buzzard23]

I'm at that point of brainrot where just seeing cherries reminds me of you. Hope that strokes your ego, bro..

- 🔪💖

We barely speak (pun intended.) and you can't get me off your mind. What a loser(/affectionate)

[the-buzzard23]

It's weird how every time I reblog a post about a big brother, it's about you. Every time you see it, I feel my shame being laid out bare before you. Or is it the shame of the fact that I think of you every time? About how much I truly crave you and how much you've already plagued my mind?

I want to come to you more but I think... Something is holding me back. I know it is. I would say my pride but... That died years ago (do I act like someone who has any pride?). Or maybe... Ah. I know what it is. You wouldn't mind if I came back more to you? I need permission too. Plus knowing you wanting to do those things to me helps a lot. (Whatever you desire, really. After all it's me)

This is too long for an ask like this.

- 🔪💖

Sure dude, you're always welcome to hang around me.

I'm sorry I don't talk much. It's hard, i'm not the talking type on account of the whole.. mask.. deal.. i'm not gonna get into it. I can show you how to shotgun a monster and how to use the tag system on booru sites, does that sound cool? You ever use a bong before?

...Sorry. my idea of hanging out is getting trashed and causing trouble.

[the-buzzard23]

I'll have to buy some wax, it should help with the stiffness. You just dip your hands in and let it set for a bit, really relaxing actually if you can stand the texture.

Okay I should have everything in this kit- it's always in my car, I'm actually not explaining why- sorry it's a whole thing. Also I mean I think stranger danger works both ways? You did just kind of let me approach you unprompted and be a little freak. What if I was like weirder? That's not a threat, don't take that as a threat. I'm a big nerd if you couldn't tell by the fallout merch in my trunk. Practically harmless- also don't question the dog mask back there too. We should just not look in my trunk actually.

I could be in worse situations than talking to a stranger. I think you're fine, besides regret is always an option if it comes down to it. Plus you didn't immediately like hit me or something so you're cool.

Annndd there. You should be all patched up, just be careful when putting back on the gloves. Where are we going now?

Buzzard tilts his head while looking inside of the trunk, he recognizes the merchandise and the pup hood. If he could he would give you this big reassuring pep talk that sometimes we need masks to wind down and relax; like his own. Instead he waits patiently for you to finish and pulls his leather gloves back on.

'Thank you.' He signs it first before he answers your question

'I was going to visit a friend and drop off some not so legal things. Not so sure you should be hanging around me for that..' he pauses and holds up a finger, then takes out his flip phone.

The masked stranger is asking you for your number so you both can meet up later and he doesn't put you in any of his suspicious business.

[the-buzzard23]

Oh! You know ASL, no wonder you haven't said anything. I know very little, took it before I dropped out of college. I'll have to brush up on the basics again for you, especially if that's how you prefer to communicate.

And that's okay, I'm a bad friend too I think, I tend to disappear.. And I don't really think that's something you can decide for yourself, you know? Think you have to be like yelp reviewed or something.. Look, I'm not expecting you to be anything, just tagging along with you would be nice. I don't know what you were doing today but is it okay if I come with?

And we should probably actually bandage your hands, what I did was not sanitary at all. I have saline in my car and a small medkit... Does it hurt- your hands- like outside or the obvious wounds? You move them funny, stiff. Not an insult, just I think dipping your hands in wax would really help you, coming from someone who has issues with their hands too.

Buzzard shrugs as he follows you to the car, then jerkily signs 'Just stiff; Does not hurt anymore.' So it used to.

His errands aren't exactly legal.. He has to deliver some chloroform to his 'work buddy' and visit Father for his paycheck. Being the priest's bloody errand boy isn't without its benefits after all..

You talk so much. He wishes he could keep up and talk back because he does have a lot to say!- But he signed that ability away for inhuman advantages over the common man.

He wishes he had read the fine print.. now he is a souless bitch for the Ba'al and his cult.

As you get the first aid out he signs one last thing before you keep his hands busy 'You don't know me. Stranger danger?'