#Pov Hayden

[bloodlegacies]

LOOKING | HAYDEN ELKAR

So, I said I would bring it and I did, although a little late, but here it is! Hayden's point of view of that scene. However, I won't be accepting headcanons for a little while longer, then I'll see if I bring some more POVs, depending on what you guys want, of course, and maybe I'll do a poll about it. At the moment, I'll be focusing on writing my other wip because I'll also bring an update for it this month, and then another update for Blood Legacies. Anyway, thank you for your attention and enjoy!

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Looking.

Hayden wasn't anxious, no, not at all. That would be ridiculous, although they were always honest, even with themselves, they were not willing to admit to that. No, not at all, they still had a reputation to uphold.

However, they couldn't help but look around, their blue eyes trying to find someone who was definitely more interesting than the vultures around them. They ignored the meaningless conversations and flirtatious attempts of those around them, and as much as Hayden enjoyed flirting and hooking up with some people, these past few weeks they could only think about one person, and that person hadn't arrived yet. Hayden gave fake smiles to those who tried to talk to them, and it seemed to distract them, and they smiled back and puffed out their chest as if they were proud of it, as if any of them were worthy of their attention.

They were distractions, and nothing more than that, annoying distractions that on other days, Hayden wouldn't hesitate to please, just to have someone to distract their mind from the pressures and suffocating days, just to focus on something, even if only for a moment and only physically. Hayden wasn't a puritan, after all, and it annoyed their father that they weren't virgins anymore, so why not enjoy it? Irritating him has always been one of their favorite pastimes. It was petty, they knew. But their father knew exactly how suffocating he had been, how much pressure had been placed on their shoulders every day.

You hadn't arrived yet, and Hayden tried to think of something else, but with every person that left the castle or the bushes, their eyes always went in that direction, just to have their hope crushed every time. They wondered if you would come, but it doesn't seem like it's going to happen anytime soon. Maybe Hayden can go to you? Their lips curved into a smile at the thought. It would be fun, especially imagining the expression on your face when Hayden appeared in front of your room, or maybe already inside...

Hayden could think of things to do, to try, but they wouldn't dare to be too bold. As stupid as they may be, they didn't want to make you uncomfortable, and they know that some boundaries must be kept, although Hayden wished to break them as soon as possible. There was a wall between you, albeit a small one, Hayden hopes. They want so badly to destroy it, this little barrier, and maybe this fake relationship thing that you proposed (which brings an even bigger smile to their lips, thinking that you chose Hayden for it) is the key to that. They think, many times, about how it would be to hold your hand, how your lips would feel, how it would be to taste them, how it would be if...

Wait, those are...

You were here, you... were holding Cecilia's hand? Hayden furrowed their brow and stared at you. They can't help it. Feeling tense at the sight. You wouldn't... no, that would be silly. You wouldn't regret choosing them, right? You wouldn't change your mind and choose Cecilia instead, would you? Hayden clenched their jaw and couldn't stop a small spark of insecurity from arising within them, okay, maybe a little more than a spark, not that they would admit it out loud. Hayden couldn't help but think that maybe it's not possible anymore, that maybe you don't... They shake their head, no. But it wasn't just that, it was... You, holding Cecilia's hand amidst everyone there, showing everyone that factor, without fear, without hesitation. Hayden would be lying if they said they didn't want to be in Cecilia's place, they would be lying if they said they didn't want you to have that courage with them. They wanted to be the ones whose hand you held, and they weren't. But it was meant to be, you had proposed the idea of a... fake relationship, but still...

They realized moments later that it was jealousy, pure and simple. And this fact almost made them want to melt right there, and for a moment they felt ashamed. They shouldn't feel this way, not about you, not when you weren't officially together, you were free to do whatever you want, with whoever you want, and yet... Hayden knew exactly what they were feeling, and they weren't afraid of it, but maybe you are, and a part of them would love to tell you the truth right in your face and try to make you confront it instead of avoiding it, but it's too early. And they knew that you needed time.

They felt their lips, which were previously closed in a thin line, curve into an involuntary smile. Of course, of course they feel jealous. They wouldn't be afraid to show it, but they fear that maybe their methods of calming this feeling within them would be too much for you. Hayden thought of a few things, they thought of going to you, of placing a hand around your waist, of touching your face, your cheek, your lips... right in front of everyone, just to make it clear that you were with them, to make it clear that they...

Your eyes met theirs, and Hayden held their breath.

Too soon. Too early.

They stare at you from the other side, and you don't look away, remaining unchanged, staring at them as if it were a challenge, but there was a touch of confusion there, a small touch, and then you avert your gaze.

They could wait, Hayden thinks, the heart that raced within them was impatient, but their mind wasn't.

You would leave tomorrow, and Hayden wanted to go as well, with you, to at least ensure that you would be okay, no matter how silly it was to think that way, after all, you knew how to fight and take care of yourself, but a part of them still wanted to protect you from getting hurt and to make sure you would return safely, but they knew their father wouldn't allow it, and undoubtedly there would be guards following Hayden for the entire time you were away, even if their father didn't know about the little arrangement between the two of you, he knew that they might try to anger him and go on the mission without authorization.

He wasn't wrong.

Hayden tried to distract themselves with the trivial conversations the others around them were having, and they didn't dare to look at you for a while, until they felt the eyes on them. Normally, Hayden knew that there would always be eyes on them, after all, they were attractive in many ways, but this gaze was different, and they recognized you the moment you stepped towards them. Hayden feels themselves getting a bit tense, and dismisses the onlookers, waiting until you reach them, and they can't help but say... "You know, when we agreed to have this thing between us, it was supposed to be as a couple, and not you holding hands with someone else." Not them, that's what they really wanted to say. They changed their minds, they don't like feeling jealous, but since when do they hold back from speaking their mind?

Okay, maybe for you, they will. And a tiny bit for their own pride.

Oh, they were so confused.

[crazycoven]

♡ happy valentines day ♡

[lei-lei-artz]

Yababina!! :D (TW: Flashing Lights)

[mindshelter]

remember when jennie dreamt of kyle coming in through her window but specifically while drenched. dripping wet. so wet that it left puddles on the floor. so he could fall into bed with her and they could have nasty wet sex. anyway this is the issue were jennie learns her dad exploded into a ball of fire

[trpiaep19]

thank you yungblud for another Theo Raeken song. god bless you 🙏

[may-the-force-be-gay]

'Cause sometimes I look in her eyes

and that's where I find a glimpse of us,

and I try to fall for her touch but I'm thinking of the way it was..

Said I'm fine, said I moved on, I'm only here passing time in her arms..

Hoping I'll find,

a glimpse of us…

[robertsbarbie]

the two wolves inside of us all thing except the wolves are “prefers first person pov, can’t read third person pov” and “prefers third person pov, can’t read first person pov” and “us all” is just mine and hayden’s friendship

[irrelevantrevolutionary]

No you dont understand how much seratonin I received seeing the anakin flashbacks 

[slut4-haydenchristensen]

mine🫥🫵

[njordr]

you and me could write a bad romance

i was inspired by @/asgrony

[bloodlegacies]

Sure, I'll post it soon, I can't do this right now because I'm taking care of some things here but soon I will bring Hayden's pov from this scene.

And spoiler for the next update about pov…

I intend to bring other pov of the other characters too, soon in the demo itself, and in the new one too.

[buffyspeak]

i really hate having to defend objectively mediocre men but the gilmore girls fandom loves disporpotionate hatred for men they don’t ship the main girlies with.

ANYWAY christopher’s gifts to lorelai for her graduation are hilarious and adorable and that’s all i’ll say on that

[iconicproductionsllc]

Book Title: POV

1

REUNITED

Dallas, TX at The Studio

August 20th, 2019

Kennedy’s POV:

“Hey my name is Cameron.”

I heard someone say from behind me. I turned around slowly to see a tall and extremely handsome man standing there. “You must be Kennedy. We’ve heard about you” He stated smoothly. Flattery. Well played. I wasn't too proud to take it. “Me?” I asked in surprise, clutching my chest for effect. “Yeah everyone talks about how special of a sound you guys have and that the frontman is the next big thing out there.”

“I don't know about all that, but I certainly hope we sound good” I chuckled. “This is Hope. Basically my other half and best friend for life.” I introduced her as she smiled politely. “I hear we’ve been assigned to be your tourmates come this fall” Cameron announced, making your heart drop to your stomach. “I certainly hope you heard right.” Hope blushed slightly taking in Cameron’s appearance.

“Anybody have any more candy?” I wondered as I snapped out of my memory filled daydream. We sat under the shade outside the studio. It had been almost two hours into our recording session and I was craving something sweet. I didn’t want to say I had inherited the family gene but I had indeed adopted the addictive qualities my dad had. I was completely addicted to sugar, if I went even a day without it, I was already in angry withdrawals. I liked the way it made me feel. The sweetness brought me a happiness I couldn’t describe. Maybe it was because it made me feel closer to my dad. It certainly was my most unhealthy habit, indulging myself on whatever brought me fuzzy feelings. It was either going to rot my teeth out or make me gain weight. Either one at this point I didn’t care. I was handed a fresh bag of my favorite gummy candy unopened. Quickly I dove straight into the chewy sugar and relished its taste. There was something about the pre-show jitters that’s caused my body to crave all sorts of things, things like Cameron. Happily I made my way inside and down the long hallway to the room where I knew Cameron was hiding. I walked cheerfully as I approached the open door. There I found Cameron leaning back on the couch and casually placing three pills on his tongue. My eyebrows crinkled trying to understand. He never told me he was sick or in pain. He noticed me walking up to him and flashed a giant smile. “Kennedy!” He practically yelled as he held his arms out to hug me. A wide smile met my face as well. I couldn’t help it. He was just too perfect and I didn’t want anything else.

Hopes POV:

It was hours later and I sat in the studio reminiscing about our summer we spent doing small shows around the state. It was probably the best time of my life. But now I am on the verge of something big. Kennedy tapped on her notepad nervously as she tried to think of lyrics. “This isn’t working” she groaned, throwing her head back. I couldn’t help but chuckle. We were in a rut for sure. “I’m going to take a walk, maybe that’ll help.” I suggested getting up and taking a long stretch. I opened the door to our room and ventured into the hall, finding it empty. I could hear voices in the distance but couldn’t see anyone. I kept walking trying to explore the state of the art building. “Oomph!” I grunted as I ran hard into someone. “I’m so sorry. I’m such a clutz.” I apologized profusely. “Dinna worry lass.” He responded as I took the moment to look up at the tall man above me. He had a warm smile and insanely inviting green eyes. “You have an accent” I pointed out stupidly. He chuckled and shook his hair casually. “Yeah I do. That’s what happens when you’re born in Scotland.” He joked. He held such a good air to him. “So what are you doing here? I feel like I would’ve noticed you by now.” He stated with a cocky smile. I tried to pull myself together. I was literally freezing up. “Umm yea-well I uh, I do music.” I said, nodding my head like it was some big accomplishment. “You do music. I should write that on my business card.” He laughed. I loved the sound of his laugh. It came naturally. “I’m Dylan by the way” he finally said, introducing himself and breaking my embarrassment. “Hope.” I decided fewer words would work better for me. “I'm here working on an album.” I finally was able to say, “Me too.” He stated lightly. “Hey, why don’t you come meet Kennedy. She’s the singer and her boyfriend is there too.” I offered and he smiled even bigger, showing off his stark white teeth. It made my heart nearly stop. I guided him back down the hallway to room B with a seriously concerning heart rate. My heart was racing faster than I thought possible without collapsing. I opened the door to see Kennedy on her feet trying to walk the lyrics out. She was pacing in a large circle trying to free up creative space in her mind. I giggled, announcing my presence. She looked up and tried to collect herself. “Oh hey Hope. Who’s this?” She asked, flashing a smile trying, but failing to hide her embarrassment. “This is Dylan. Dylan, this is Kennedy.” I motioned to everyone and Kennedy gave a slight curtsy at the mention of her name. “And on the couch is Cameron.” I motioned. Cameron was laying on his back completely lost in a song that was playing over his headphones. He was staring at the ceiling in deep thought. His last blunt really hit him like a truck. He had been on the couch for an hour now not moving. It had become his usual occurrence to smoke throughout the day. It was something I didn’t care about but he seemed to be making a habit of it. “Cam!” Dylan yelled happily. Cameron snapped out of his trance. “Dylan! What the fuck man! What are you doing here?” Cameron asked with a great smile on his face. He stood up quickly and hugged him before releasing. Kennedy and I stood there looking completely confused. And to be honest we were. “Cameron and I go way back.” Dylan tried to explain but left out key details I would have to get later. “Hey I’m going out on tour with Kenny, they’re looking for an opener. They just fell through. You should come!” Cameron said, wiggling his eyebrows at Kennedy but I caught it. “That sounds tempting. I don’t think we have anything on our calendar yet.” Dylan agreed, “When do you need me to be ready?” He wondered. “Six weeks.” Kennedy squeaked, knowing it was a tight turnaround. “I can do that.” Dylan smirked. “Really? That would be great!” I enthused, turning to face him. I was trying to face my own anxiety over his beautiful face. “Sure. If you’re there, I’m there.” He nearly whispered in my ear. I could’ve fallen over right then and there. I only knew one thing. He was trouble. But somehow I didn’t care.

Dylan’s POV:

“I bet you that I can finish my pint before you.” I challenged Cameron as we sat at the table waiting for the appetizers to be delivered to our table. Kennedy sat next to Cameron who was across from me. Hope was to my right. Somehow we had ended up at this sports bar after reuniting at the studio. If there was one thing you could count on Cameron for, it was a good time. Somehow you never ended up doing what you originally set out to do. “You’re going to lose..but ok fuck it let’s do it!” He agreed cockily. Kennedy rolled her eyes playfully as she sipped her margarita. “Alright you two. On three!” She instructed as Hope grabbed her phone to video the event with a wide smile. “One…two…three!” Kennedy counted us in. I began to drink the ice cold bubbly beverage careful not to choke on any of the carbonation. Gulp after gulp I had thought I was keeping a good pace but I was going up against a legendary champ. Cameron wasn’t to be messed with when it came to partying. I slammed my glass down only to realize Cameron sat waiting for me to finish. “It’s too easy!” He celebrated. Suddenly he leaned over. “Ugh” Cameron groaned, grabbing his shoulder. His eyes closed tightly as he winced in pain. “Oh shit dude are you ok?” I wondered, concern dripped from my voice. “Yeah yeah. I'm just hurting man…from carrying the team on my back!“ he bragged. “Babe you weren’t on a team. This was a solo race.” Kennedy laughed. “Did you take that pint to the head already?” She joked. “Alright, alright. What’s my punishment Cam?” I asked willingly, ready to accept it. “You have to buy my wings. And I gotta tell you bud im fucking hungry.” He joked before raising his hand and asking for another round. “Fuck at this rate I’m going to need a couch to crash on.” I admitted. We had pregamed at the studio with some shots and I was beginning to feel it all. “Well our couch is always free.” Hope offered with an undertone suggesting that I could do more than stay on the couch. I raised my eyebrows. I mean I was already thinking about it but I didn’t know if I was vibing the wrong way. “I might have to take advantage of that.” I smiled back. There was a slight blush on her cheeks that made her eyes stand out even more. They were beautiful. She was beautiful. I couldn’t help but think about it. “So what’s been going on Cam?” I asked, opening up conversation. He finished a large gulp of his next beer. “Well man I finished up at The Academy. You know I went back for a specialization credit in engineering. And that’s where I met this one. We’ve been together ever since. I’ve just been playing shows and staying busy. What about you?” He countered. “I’ve been a studio rat. We’ve been working on our next album and it’s been taking longer than expected. I need to be inspired.” I explained, emphasizing the word ‘inspired’ as I looked at Hope. She met my eyes with a look of wonder as she sized me up. I loved how innocent she appeared to be but I knew there was a naughty girl waiting inside. You could tell she was dying to burst forward. My eyes roamed over her body and paid attention to every curve. Slowly my eyes wandered across the table and took a full look at Kennedy. She leaned in watching every move Cameron’s lips moved as if she was ready to take him right here in the restaurant. Her blonde hair and grey eyes were shining bright under the colored lights. It was nice to see him with someone who was all in with him. He deserved someone by his side. Cameron had roamed by himself for a while now.

Cameron’s POV:

I laid in Kennedy's lap as she twirled a loose strand of my hair in her fingers. Her touch began to pacify me slowly with all the alcohol I consumed. I was with Hope and Kennedy as we lounged in the late summer air in the backyard with my eyes closed. The crickets chirped loudly providing more ambiance. “Can we talk about you and Dylan please?” She excitedly squealed. “Kenny. Cameron is right there.” She complained. I tried my best not to make any reaction but I wanted to laugh. “He’s asleep babe it’s fine. You know he won’t hear a thing.” Kennedy brushed off as she kissed the top of my head. That was the hardest challenge yet, not reacting to her sweet, sweet kisses but I had every intention of hearing this conversation. “You obviously have a thing for him.” She egged on. “Kenz I have more than a thing for him. I want to jump his bones right now!” Hope admitted making me smirk softly. “Isn’t it so convenient that he’s crashing here tonight.” Kennedy teased her. I could tell she was smiling. I heard it in her voice. I loved when she sounded happy and carefree. I had to fight with all my might not to smile. “Well whatever you did worked.” Kenny joked. I was floating in and out of consciousness now. There was a light I could see from behind my eyelids. She must be showing her a phone. “Ok a text from Riley.” Hope said as she began to read the message, “Good news Kenny! I found you a replacement opener. Apparently he knows Cameron so he’s agreed to sign on to us on such short notice. Be ready for rehearsals tomorrow morning. Sleep tight.” Hope finished reading the message. My slumbering best friend was lying on our couch completely unaware of the feelings developing inside Hope. She wanted him just as much. If I can remember this in the morning, I’m telling Dylan.

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[apollo-cackling]

that book was so fucking misogynist and infantalising jesus christ

[heinzezsquirt]

man I love mileven <333

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mlleven looks real in love here <3

[todayontumblr]

Thursday, September 14.

A love letter to Hayden Christensen. *Ahsoka spoilers*

Be still, beating heart.

Be still, beating heart, because pov: you are but a wee youngling at the Jedi Temple on Coruscant, and Hayden Christensen is stalking the Temple hallways, lightsaber in tow. For reasons unbeknownst to you, he is *pissed*. The slightest sound, like that of, say, a beating heart, could attract unwanted attention.

And to be fair, #hayden christensen has had more reason to be pissed than most: vilified for playing a villain, for his portrayal of Anakin Skywalker in the Star Wars prequels, and the receiver of a particularly cruel kicking from the internet in the years that followed. Time, however, has been kind to Christensen—and in more ways than one. He and his Anakin Skywalker have come to be beloved across the web, and the world wider #star wars fandom. Naturally, of course, Tumblr's fandom community love him to bits. And quite rightly.

Now, it is genuinely heart-warming to see the regard in which he is held by Star Wars fans for his iconic take on the tormented young man who came to be Vader. 

Be still, because lovely things can happen to anyone. Even Sith Lords x