Loth-kitten
Фанфики проснулись!!!!! 
After staring at the words for a few moments, Ben discovered that her right palm also bore the words, as did the edge of her robe. Anakin’s toothbrush had been given the same treatment, as had – somehow – his towel.
Now much more alert, Ben cautiously walked into the common area, took in the scene, and groaned. Everything was covered in black ink in some form. From the screen of one of Anakin’s padds, to the blue pot on the kitchen stove – even the box of tea that was humorously labelled ‘this is Ben’s’. A neat circle had also been drawn around one of Qui-Gon’s succulents, and an arrow pointed to the sandy earth within the plant. The sand had been labelled ‘this is nobody’s. Sand is a Sith’.
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Within half an hour of leaving her rooms, Ben wished that she hadn’t. Somehow Anakin and his friends had managed to cover at the very least a full quarter of the Temple. True, the scrawl was sparse or non-existent in some places, but still . And the sсript was almost always a claim of someone’s. Anakin’s was easily the most identifiable, though thankfully it was not his handwriting that marked the backside of a statue of a famous warrior from an earlier age with some...highly inappropriate suggestions.
After staring at the words for a few moments, Ben discovered that her right palm also bore the words, as did the edge of her robe. Anakin’s toothbrush had been given the same treatment, as had – somehow – his towel.
Now much more alert, Ben cautiously walked into the common area, took in the scene, and groaned. Everything was covered in black ink in some form. From the screen of one of Anakin’s padds, to the blue pot on the kitchen stove – even the box of tea that was humorously labelled ‘this is Ben’s’. A neat circle had also been drawn around one of Qui-Gon’s succulents, and an arrow pointed to the sandy earth within the plant. The sand had been labelled ‘this is nobody’s. Sand is a Sith’.
archiveofourown.org/works/12148740?view_adult=t...
Within half an hour of leaving her rooms, Ben wished that she hadn’t. Somehow Anakin and his friends had managed to cover at the very least a full quarter of the Temple. True, the scrawl was sparse or non-existent in some places, but still . And the sсript was almost always a claim of someone’s. Anakin’s was easily the most identifiable, though thankfully it was not his handwriting that marked the backside of a statue of a famous warrior from an earlier age with some...highly inappropriate suggestions.