If you can’t say anything nice about anyone, come sit next to me.
I'm alcalina on ao3 and tumblr
Come find me
"Force," I breathe out when his body is displayed for me.
He stretches, relishing my stare. "And to think I was convinced we would've meditated all the way back."
From last chapter of Mud, an obikin fanfiction.
Friendly reminder that Mud is now complete and waiting for you, just like Anakin is.
(I can't write so I'm drawing these. I'm into perspective these days, can you tell? And into Anakin's armpits, apparently. I know, I should simply sleep more. )