xxsugarbonesxx
xxsugarbonesxx
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Yesterday I drank a cup of tea called “blueberry cheesecake oolang” and watched the Last Unicorn
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xxsugarbonesxx · 1 month ago
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Dehydrated. Sleep deprived. Sick with Covid. On my period. Ugly. Haven’t eaten anything besides a handful of sour patch kids watermelons. Nose running. Head hurty :(.
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xxsugarbonesxx · 2 months ago
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I think about this picture a lot…
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xxsugarbonesxx · 3 months ago
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reblog to give your headache to elon musk instead
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xxsugarbonesxx · 3 months ago
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A meal fit for a king
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xxsugarbonesxx · 3 months ago
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I’m sorry but this man is SO FINE
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Grey hairs ✅
Dad bod (maybe he looks chubby) ✅
Big nose + facial hair ✅
Super supportive and loves his kids ✅
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xxsugarbonesxx · 4 months ago
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My red dead hot takes:
1) Vandermatthews sucks. Hosea deserves so much better then to be shipped with that car wreck of a human being.
2) Miss Grimshaw fucking sucks. She didn’t hesitate to shoot Molly but hesitated to shoot Micah and Dutch and never did shoot at him. I didn’t feel bad when she died, I’m sorry.
3) If you like Micah, you give me the ick. The man killed a dog, kicked a four year old, is a rapist and racist who kills for fun, and killed Arthur. I don’t care how much you try and defend him, he’s disgusting.
4) Javier is WAY too overglazed. Like, he’s alright. I just don’t see how people flock to him when we have characters like Charles.
5) Yall need to ease up on Pearson btw, I see some mean stuff about him and it makes me sad. I was so happy when I found out he was running the general store in Rhodes, and was married. He seems like such a girl dad, I hope he had kids.
6) Abigail wasn’t the second rat. Get over it. She was child when she was doing sex work, stop calling her a “bop”
7) Y’all are a bit too comfortable with stereotyping Charles, yes his half Native but that’s not all his personality. Did you not pay attention to his character at all?
8) Arthur isn’t a great man. I love him, SO MUCH. But he’s not a good man. He did good things and believed in good things, but still
9) I don’t like it when people ship John with anyone besides Abigail. They are ment to be in my mind, JohnxJavier makes me roll my eyes and JohnxBonnie makes me wanna gag. She’s 27 and he’s in his early to mid forties in rdr1
10) Molly deserved SO MUCH better. My poor darling girl was just in love, not only did Dutch and the majority of the gang not give a fuck about her, but so did the whole fandom. Luckily I’ve found a bunch of people who adore and defend her.
People play the whole game and sweat up and down that Molly really was the rat when Micah and Milton both admit who the rat was. And I KNOW it’s just it’s some back wash drinking misogynistic cretins that hate on Molly for no real reason.
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xxsugarbonesxx · 4 months ago
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I’m starting to think my whole entire life is just one long fetch quest
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xxsugarbonesxx · 4 months ago
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Something something…mid forties Miguel keeping a polaroid of his ex party girl wife in his wallet…THE VOICES-
You and Miguel are roughly the same age, you a little younger by a year or two.
You were a prolific party girl, the kind to get sloppy drunk and take off your top at some sorority party or something. Streaking and skinny dipping were probably a past time as well.
You met Miguel around that time, since then he’s helped you calm WAY down, *cough cough* baby trap-
Now you’re forty three and your husband is forty five. You’ve got two teenage kids, pretween girl, and a baby on the way. Sure Miguel’s older now, but damn he’s got some strong swimmers…
The polaroid in his wallet is from one of the infamous sorority parties. It was taken right after Miguel took a shot out of your bellybutton and right before you gave him head in a closet.
Makeup smeared from drinking and making out, hair all messy, with no top in sight, and a skirt so short it qualified as a belt.
One of his big hands held your tits, your eyes shut as you smiled for the camera.
Miguel has no idea where that camera even is, he stole that momentarily from some rando hipster at the party to take the picture.
But the picture is tucked away behind his cards, where the kids wouldn’t find it. It’s the outlier of the bunch, yours and his wedding pictures, school pictures of each of the kids, a sweet little maternity shot even.
And then there’s the yucky picture you probably forgot about, a cum stain in the corner, the edges slightly torn for being in the wallet for seventeen or so years. She’s seen some wear and tear, but he’s never taking it out.
He loves the picture, almost as much as he loves you. But he also loves when he sees his old friends from college out in the wild.
When he can take out the picture and show them all, bragging about HE tamed the worst party girl the campus had ever seen.
And of course he loves the praise that comes from it as well.
Almost as much as he loves when that old party girl slips out when you’ve had a little too much to drink and drags him into the nearest bathroom or closet to recreate the polaroid.
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xxsugarbonesxx · 4 months ago
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Me leaving my room to watch some basketball game with my loving family in the living room after talking to sugar mommies all day
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xxsugarbonesxx · 4 months ago
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Just made a dating profileeee
Kinda neevoussss
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xxsugarbonesxx · 4 months ago
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Miguel O'Hara has basically turned into an oc at this point, if ya haven't noticed I LOVE pudgy, hairy men. So I will always (with exceptions) write my Miguel to be pudgy and hairy.
liiiike, babe, "y'know you should probably take your sweater off before you take a shower" type of hairy.
It's literal heart eyes emoji for me.
Seriously, if you are built like that, or Sevika from Arcane........hit me up.
(Unrelated butttt-)
(Sevika is literally so gorg too, big ass woman with resting bitch face, giant arms, and big nose??? Big noses too, I LOVE big noses)
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xxsugarbonesxx · 4 months ago
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Lil somethin somethin for y’all ♥️
Bite sized!! Pathetic!MiguelxSweetheart!Reader
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
Happy Valentine’s Day!
(Slight boob worship/dryhumping)
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Valentine’s Day always sucked when you were growing up. Like, it was bad…
One time, a guy gave you a can of oven ready cookie dough (which you were to make BY YOURSELF) as an apology for not being able to hang out.
Your mom would always get you a little chocolate heart from Walmart since you were a kid and still did to this day however!
That was about it you were expecting as you got ready for a night in when your friend, Penny, promised to turn this Valentine’s Day around for you.
You reluctantly agreed to her offer, you had nothing better to do anyways. So what harm could a blind date actually do?
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Here you are, sat across from a…very large…man.
He was massive. Tall, like, crazy tall. With big hands the size of the dinner plates in the restaurant. He seemed a bit nervous himself, probably because he was a bit late.
He introduced himself as Miguel O’Hara. He was a geneticist at a prestigious lab, a single dad, he liked spending his evenings reading and soccer.
His nerves weren’t something you were expecting. He was a hulking man of muscle, since when did gym rats get nervous?
The way he rattled on between mindless topics and showing you countless photos of his kid, the way he stuttered, he was more anxious than you!
“-and if you luck out in the DNA department you c-can develop a super immunity, well, not really. It’s just sickle cells, it’s a form of hemoglobin. That’s a funny word, no-?” He blabbered on, his sharp canine teeth making him lisp.
It. Was. Adorable.
“No way,” you mumbled through the rim of your glass of wine.
His topic was interesting, of course. But you weren’t a geneticist, and you were learning all these new words from him. It was hard to keep up with him.
But he thought he was being annoying.
“I’m boring you, huh? S-sorry, I haven’t been on a date in a while. My last date was with my ex-wife.” He rattled on, not reading the room in the slightest.
“What…?” You asked, your eyebrows raising at this new information.
Miguel’s eyes widened once he realized what he said.
“My wife’s dead.” He blurted. “So you’re fine-“
You choke on your wine, spilling red drops all over the white tablecloth and the front of your dress.
“Oh my god- no, no, no, she’s not dead. I don’t know why I said that! Oh my, I’m real sorry-“ Miguel choked out. Slapping his hands over his mouth to stop himself.
“It’s okay, I’m alright-“ You try to reassure him as he grabs his napkin and begins to furiously rub at the wine stains on the front of your dress. Oblivious to how awkward things had gotten.
Your face burnt red as the other restaurant patrons looked their way and began to whisper.
“I’ll do it.” You tell him bluntly, putting your hand over his to stop him.
Miguel nodded quickly and sat back, coughing awkwardly and buried his face into hands.
“Oooh, I knew this was a bad idea…I’m so sorry about this. I don’t know why Penny set us up…” Miguel mumbles hoarsely as you begin to gently dab at the wine stains on your dress with a cloth. “You’re very nice, I’m sorry for acting like an idiot.”
“No, no, it’s okay. I’m a little rusty too,” you admit sheepishly as you set the cloth down.
He didn’t look up from his palms, making you chew on your bottom lip. He seemed really sweet, so you reached out and gently pulled his hands off his cheeks.
“Hey, seriously, it’s okay,” you promised him, offering him a shy smile as you held his big hands in yours.
His cheeks burnt redder than ripe cherries, he nearly choked right then and there.
“You're very sweet…” Miguel said, sounding winded.
“So are you.”
“…okay.” Miguel whimpered, looking away from you like a bad dog, his glasses slipping down the slope of his nose. It made you chuckle.
“Hey, you’re just a bit nervous. How about I help you out? Help you relax a bit, I mean.” You offered, gently dragging the tip of your fingernail over the lines on his palm.
“Really? That’d be really nice actually-“ Miguel agreed immediately, nodding his head like a bobble head.
You speak before he could ask you any more questions.
“Perfect, follow me.” You instructed, sitting up and making your way to the ladies room.
He sat there a second long, weighing his options. Without hesitation, he got up and followed you like a puppy.
“Maybe if you just got him to loosen up a little, he’d have a better time…” was your thought process as you locked the door behind you. Miguel stood there awkwardly on the tile in the empty restroom.
You walk towards him, making him back up onto the coral colored couch tucked against the wall. His hands twitched nervously, his Adams apple bobbed as he looked up at you, his eyes widened innocently.
Keeping eye contact, you peeled off your dress. No matter how nervous he was, he was still a man at the end of the day. And men liked to ogle at pretty titties. Which you just so happened to own.
“Oh, uhm, wow…” He whispered as you unhooked your lacy bra. He fixed his glasses as you straddle him, your arms hooking around his neck.
“You, uh, I hope you don’t feel obligated-“ he trailed off, gently cupping your boobs in his big hands. He held them like they were god’s gift to Earth.
Gently squeezing them, swiping the pad of his thumb over your pebbling nipples.
“They’re lovely. Very nice,” he mumbled, his eyes glued to them.
“Thanks, champ.” You snicker, while he is preoccupied by gently pinching and squishing your tits together, you toy with his curls and slowly drag your hips up and down his lap.
A slight, high pitched whine escapes his throat. His fingers digging into the flesh of your breasts as you hump him.
“O-oh, this is a bit sudden-“
“Should I stop?”
“God no. Never stop, please, not ever-“ he pleaded, his hands moving from your chest to snake around your waist.
Pulling you closer to his body, he continued on with his pathetic, dog-like whining as he buried his face into the crook of your neck.
“This is so stupid, I barely even know you…” He whispered into the shell of your ear, squeezing you tighter against his body as his chest heaved. His hot breath warms your bare back.
“Oh, wait, fu-fuck-“ he chokes on his own words as you hump his clothed cock faster now. At this point, your pussy is throbbing, but you need to make him calm down first. So you have to wait.
You hiss under your breath as your fingers roll through his thick curls, gritting your teeth slightly at the stimulation as his whines grew higher and higher like a bitch in heat.
“P-please, oh, oh shock-“
You look down, what you see makes you wanna laugh or ride him. You still haven’t decided.
Thick, gooey cum dribbled through the crotch of his slacks. He was panting heavily, his forehead hot with sweat, and his face red.
His hands squished the fat of your hips as he came down from his orgasm.
He even bucked his hips into you a few times!
God, he was so fucking desperate and pathetic…
He whined sorry after sorry as he buried his face into your titties. Sucking on your pretty nipples as an apology and motorboating his face into them as if he could just live there.
While the staff were getting ready to lock up for the night, you were already planning your future wedding to a certain pathetic scientist…
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xxsugarbonesxx · 4 months ago
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Miguel fucks with fat girls you cannot tell me other wise. He’s a big ass man, bro is six feet nine inches tall with hands the size of a piece of paper.
He FUCKS.
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xxsugarbonesxx · 5 months ago
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165 FOLLOWERS!?
OMFG??
I had no idea how to check followers and I just randomly see 165 in settings!?
Thank yall sm it means so much to me to see that 💖💖
Have a picture of Boog as a thank you
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She’s getting so big!!! She’s not a little rat baby anymore 😭
Anyway I hope to get back into the groove of writing more soon. Booger and this new horse I’m fostering as well as just figuring some other stuff out has been a bit taxing but I’ve been cooking up some ideas~
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xxsugarbonesxx · 5 months ago
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(Not proofread)
Oh to be Miguel’s housewife…
I’d love to make him all sorts of extravagant breakfasts before he’s even awake.
Have his babies, go grocery shopping with him in the evenings and making dinner together.
Wearing cute little aprons while cooking, to kiss him goodbye and take his coat once he’s back from work. Putting little notes in his lunches. Or even just rubbing his shoulders before going to bed…
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Imagine Miguel being your househusband though…
Imagine being that much as a boss ass babe your husband, who once used to have a much higher paying job, approaches you and suggests HE stays home to take care of the children and house.
Imagine how lovely he’d look, his tummy and pelvis pudgy, face slightly hairy from forgetting to shave the past couple of days.
Imagine him making you a drink after a long day working. Him wearing an apron splattered with kids snail trails, yesterday’s dinner ingredients, paint and crayola markers.
So, so tired from taking care of yours and his babies, but always happy to greet you and help you out of your heels and tell you when dinners gonna be ready.
Watching him tuck the babies in, reading them stories and doing silly voices to make them giggle.
He’d groan like a bear just waking up from hibernation when he’s finally crawling into bed. Sure he’s exhausted, but he’s got enough energy to scoop you up by your waist and pull you to his side to fall asleep curled up against you.
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xxsugarbonesxx · 5 months ago
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Red dead 2 and Parks and Rec 😭
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xxsugarbonesxx · 5 months ago
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“I’ve never seen a pretty tr*mp supporter”
“Now you have:”
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