|30|they/them|black|monster shipping/fucker enjoyer|
creator of a bunch of beetlejuice/beetlelands au's including the sugar daddy one|lover of au's in general lol
mutlifandom side blog for horny stuff this used to be for a specific beetlejuice au now its just nsfw fandom and art stuff i enjoy including alot ofbeetlejuice or whatever im hyperfixiating on lol
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Thinking about this one fic and this old post and the fact that Hannibal's employee's seem to have his insignia/kaiju symbol tattooed somewhere on them.
So uh in some kind of au where Newt works for Hannibal eventually hooking up and getting together with him, obviously getting the tattoo, but he gets it on his lower stomach so essentially a "womb tattoo" (yes like those succubus ones) just below his own kaiju tattoos. It makes it so much hotter when they do it and Newt gets a stomach bulge from Hannibal's shlong.
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dailybridgerton
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