#The meeting Hayden

[darth-jess]

GalaxyCon 2024: Meeting Hayden Christensen

I have never been someone who cares about famous people. To clarify: I care about them as human beings, like in a very general sense, the way I'd care about any other person I've never met before. I also don't really care to know much about the personal lives of my favorite famous people. For me, at least, knowing things about them can change the way I look at the characters they play, the music they write, or the art they make. And personally, I like to view these things in my own context, not within someone else's.

Because of this, I have never really become obsessed with any particular famous person. I've become obsessed with their art– their portrayal of a character, their music, their writing, etc… but never with the actual person. Why would I? I've never met them before, I don't know them, I don't know what they're like as real people.

So I never really understood those fangirls who scream or faint or start sobbing when they get to meet the Jonas Brothers or Taylor Swift. I totally did not get it.

Then, I got to meet Hayden Christensen this past weekend at GalaxyCon.

And let me tell you, emotional fangirls, I get it now.

I have never been to a con before, this was my first one ever and honestly I don't think any future con I go to will top this one.

I knew going into it I was going to be a little nervous. After all, even though (as I stated before) I don't really care about the actors who play my favorite characters, I can absolutely appreciate how much their acting affected me, how much the role they played on screen changed my own life, as well as their skill as an artist.

And because Anakin Skywalker has been my favorite character in all fiction since I was 6 years old– and has not changed since then– I was very excited. The only favorite characters I had before Anakin were Darth Vader (when I found out they were the same my 4-year-old brain nearly exploded) and Ariel from The Little Mermaid. I was 3 when The Phantom Menace came out, give me a break.

Anyway.

Waiting in line for the photo op on Saturday gave me so much excited anxiety, I felt light headed and a little sick to my stomach– and the entire time my husband was kind of making fun of me (not in a mean way, mind you, he was making me laugh). I kept telling him, "I'm too nervous, I want to go home!" – which wasn't true, but for some reason I kept saying it.

The photo op was super quick, I remember Hayden saying something nice, like "Nice to meet you" or something like that (or maybe I said that?). I only had time to hand Hayden the Anakin Skywalker replica lightsaber I'd gotten the day before and ask him to hold it! I think he said something else, but I literally don't remember because I sort of blacked out.

I barely remember taking the picture.

Then, later in the day, we waited in line for two hours (it was worth it) to get his autograph and the entire time I was trying to stay calm because I was worried that when we got to him I would just stare at him blankly, unable to say anything.

The line was soooo long, and he was sort of blocked off behind these curtains– I think the curtains are there as much for him as they are for the fans. I imagine if he could've seen how long the line was, he would've wished for Anakin's robotic arm to do all those autographs. I would have, for sure.

When we were ushered through the curtains I could literally feel every single beat of my heart, I could hear it in my brain. I felt lightheaded again, and I turned to my husband and said, "I think my heart is going to explode."

Something I noticed as we got closer was that even though he looked kind of tired, he was still nice to every single person in line and made every interaction special. I have no idea how many autographs he'd already done that day– hundreds at least– and he was still trying to talk to everyone who'd come to see him.

Finally, we got to Hayden and he looked me right in the eyes (and like holy aslkdfj that gaze is intense– NICE, but intense) and he said something like, "How are you today?"

And I said, "I'm good, how are you? It's so nice to meet you!"

I have no idea what he said after that because my heart was beating SO LOUD, but he said something nice in response.

And then I finally remembered what I wanted to tell him, so I said, "Anakin was always my favorite character."

He smiled real big while he was signing our poster, and he said, "Thank you, that means a lot to me!"

I wanted to say more, like:

"How much of yourself do you feel like you put into Anakin's character?" – This is something I'm always curious about, because as a writer I feel like I put so much of myself into my writing.

Or:

"I hope we get to see you in more Star Wars projects!"

Or even just:

"I'm so happy you're getting the recognition you deserve."

But I was honestly lucky I'd been able to speak at all, and at this point, nothing else was coming out. And I was slightly worried that if I spoke again I'd say something weird or not make any sense at all.

So my husband took over, and he held up the photo we'd taken earlier from the photo op and said, "Thanks for making me look like the third wheel!"

And Hayden laughed– he actually laughed– and made some kind of joking reply but I sort of blacked out there too because I was so embarrassed!

Finally, my husband said what I'd really wanted to say, "We're just really happy to see you finally getting the recognition you deserve."

And Hayden smiled and nodded, and said, "Really, thank you guys so much, that means a lot."

And then he shook our hands and said it was nice to meet us, and it was time to go. We walked out, and I had tears in my eyes, my heart was still racing, and my whole body was shaking. I turned to my husband as I held onto his arm and I said, "I literally can't feel my legs."

Moral of the story: Hayden Christensen is literally so nice to his fans, so if you ever get the opportunity to meet him, I highly recommend it. He's not going to remember the interaction, but I guarantee you will for the rest of your life.

Also, don't judge fangirls for getting emotional.

[mortalheartache]

I want to put Hayden Christensen in a terrarium and hand feed him lettuce and various nuts and fruits and study him

[padawankestis]

HAPPY MAY THE FOURTH!!!!!!!!!!

[sweets-first-justice-later]

I think Hayden Christensen giving me a hug will heal my soul.

[go-see-a-starwar]

Hayden Christensen at the Hulu on Disney+ Plus launch celebration April 5, 2024 [x]

[xskywalker21]

Not me imaging Cornelius

[anakinsgirlfriendreal]

Parts Of the Truth

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Chapter Eleven

Warnings: mature language, reader had a bit of a tumultuous childhood, reader is actually insane(not at all projecting). I wrote this chapter in light spirits to undo the wrong I did to you all the last time, I'm sorry😔. Also maybe some spelling errors (let's not talk about how I never ever proof read ever, just keep that to yourself)

Growing up you were always loved as a child, between your sister and yourself you weren't afraid to say that you were more favoured. You weren't rich at all but your mother always made sure you had everything you wanted. You'd say your life was perfect up until your father left. He had come home one night, drunk and heated, announcing that he was leaving your mother.

"I met someone else and I love her" he had said. You were young then, but the memory never left you. You remembered how torn up and shattered your mother was. You remembered how your sister lost her way after that, following friends and throwing her life away. How you'd sleep near your mom and listen to her soft crying. You also remembered she had told you to never be the woman to cause another woman such pain because 'you lose 'em how you get 'em.'

You recalled how some woman did to your family exactly what you did to Padme. You remembered how a few years later your mother had seen her in a grocery store, a little girl at her side and the ring your father took from your mother's finger and gave to her, nowhere in sight because he had done it again, he had found someone 'better' and she had lost him just how she got him.

In a way, you found it funny. The way history repeated itself was laughable, if you didn't laugh you'd for sure cry. You sat in the tub, back pressed to his chest as he kissed your shoulders, massaging your sides. You think back to the night he had told you he was leaving his wife. He was leaving her for you, or so he'd had you believe. The way he confessed his love for you and begged to be with you had you convinced even though you rejected him at the time you knew what you wanted. The way he had been focused on being nothing short of an excellent father to Darcy recently, had you believing that he was being honest. You'd convinced yourself- no lied to yourself that he only wanted you, a person simply couldn't make up the things he had told you. And yet as you contemplate the text on his phone you realized that you weren't special, mother of his child or not, you were another notch in his belt. A play thing that he would get tired of and trade for a newer model.

He nudges your shoulder, the water around you splashing slightly, "You okay? You spaced out on me."

You nodded, smiling as he washed the soap from your back.

You laid on your side, ears perked up as you listened to the faint sounds of his movement downstairs. He was making some quick snack, it was apparently a thing for men to get extremely hungry after sex. So once he'd helped you bathe and got you set and comfortable in bed he went to look after his own post-sex needs. As you laid there your mind was quieter than usual, focused on one train of thought instead of the fifty different tracks it normally ran. You couldn't believe your own stupidity, your mother always told you "No matter how many times a man says he will, he probably won't leave his wife and if he does, he'll eventually leave you too, you lose 'em how you get 'em."

You won't say you didn't expect this, subconsciously you probably did you just didn't expect it so soon. I mean literally minutes after you decide to be with him, now without the barriers of his marriage? Why did Padme have to be right.

His ringtone pierces the air and ceases when he answers, you creep closer to the bedroom door, opening it just enough so you can hear what he was saying.

"No she doesn't know" his voice is faint but you can make it out well.

"Kate, would you just trust that I know what I'm doing. I'll see you Friday. I love you too."

Your heart drops, jumping back into bed when you hear his footsteps ascend the stairs. Damn Kate, who is this Kate anyway, was he cheating on both you and Padme with Kate before, and now he's just cheating on you? Who the fuck is Kate?

You picked your own brain for answers, nobody at the company went by Kate that you knew, there were some Katherine's but they went by Kat you were pretty sure. He had no business associates nor business associates' wives who went by Kate, so who the hell is Kate? Where did she come from, and why was she ruining a relationship that you decided to properly commence an hour ago. You were so deep in thought now you hadn't even realized he was talking to you.

"Y/n? Seriously what's going on" he sat up, "Are you having second thoughts about this?"

Maybe, who's Kate?

"Look I know Friday's-"

Your brows furrow, Friday? As in 'our getaway' Friday?

"Did you say something about Friday?" You ask, lost.

He looked at you confused now, "Yes. Did you hear anything I just said?"

When he's met with silence he sighs, "what's the matter with you?"

"Why don't you ask Kate?" You roll over, turning your back to him.

"What?" He turns you over to face him again, and you just get out of bed.

"Did you forget? Should I jog your memory? 'Got Friday off, extra day for our getaway' winky face" you closed an eye and then scowled again.

"oh, I can explain that-"

"I'm sure you can, because you always have an explanation for everything. How do you keep up with your lies oh my God" you begin to rummage through your closet, putting on jeans, why you were preparing to leave your own house? You had no idea but you were too heated right now.

"Kate's my-"

You cut him off before he has time to lie again, "Your what? Your second side chick or is it third, I lost count since you sleep with half the fucking city! Oh don't tell me she has a kid for you too, you really just sow your royal oats anywhere, you bastard. You know Padme really dodged a bullet, cause you're such an ass. She's lucky she couldn't have kids because I can't believe that I have to know you FOREVER" your voice raised, you zipped your boots and pulled on your coat prepared to slam the door in his face but he stops you by holding you still.

"sister" he says.

"what?"

"Kate. She's my sister" he says again.

You feel so embarrassed, you had over thought yourself into pure insanity, it's official. You think for a moment, which you probably shouldn't be allowed to do ever again.

"You're lying. What sister texts her brother in that tone?"

"Tone? Texts have tones?" He laughs at you, "You're insane."

"I am not insane. Sisters don't text their brothers with that winky face emoji okay. That's what I text you when I send a pic of my lingerie or when we're gonna have sex later or something so I am not crazy. You're just a liar"

He sighs, he unlocks his phone, going into Kate's chat and handing it to you. You moved over to sit on the bed, scrolling as far back as you were able to.

"She's not my 'side chick' she's my sister" he says.

You scroll through the texts, your jaw hung slightly loose as you read through them. "Oh, someone really needs to teach this girl how to text, 'Dad's been riding her' winky face. Who even says that?"

He sits next you on the bed, "She's...odd."

You look at him, and you have to laugh at yourself, "Ani, I'm so sorry" you hugged him, "What's Friday?"

"Well, Thanksgiving's on Thursday but we're all working people, so everyone decided that we'd go up to my family's lake house for the weekend and celebrate then, and I thought it would be a good time for you to meet them."

You felt terrible, count on yourself to jump to conclusions.

"I thought since you and I were actually gonna do this thing for real, you know without me being married to someone else and all, it was time for you and Darcy to meet them. My mom's been going insane about having a grandchild and never meeting her" he continues.

"That's so sweet, well now I feel terrible. It's just, Padme said that if you cheated on her then you'll cheat on me too because it's a hard habit to break, and I just felt so stupid, when I saw that text I didn't think- I'm sorry."

He brushes stray hair from your face, "That marriage was a mistake. I told you that. Look I hate what I did to Padme...all those times but, she wasn't the one I wanted, you are. I remember when you first started working for me, and you sat in on one of my meetings. You were wearing slacks and a knitted sweater cause you said it went best with your shoes, and you called an engineer pretentious and asked if a kid drew his plan-"

"Oh Aaron, he fucking hates me" you chuckle.

"Yeah, he still asks if I'm gonna fire you soon. I remember because I knew in that moment, that you were who I wanted" he finished.

"what? You decided in that moment? When I wearing a sweater my mom made with her cat on it and slacks?" You laugh.

He nods, "I just knew. I knew everyday for a year until I asked you out and then you finally said yes" he takes your hand, "You're stubborn and headstrong, you jump to conclusions better than an Olympic athlete, you're dramatic and I want it all. You, your fifty personalities and our Darcy."

You shove his shoulder, trying to contain your blush, you were a grown woman and he had you blushing like a school girl. "It's actually fifty-one"

"But you know, uh given all the things you said earlier, I'm kinda having some doubts" he looks at you with a serious and unreadable expression.

Your face drops, until he breaks into a smile, "Maybe you can change my mind again if you get out of all these clothes" he gestures to your fully dressed figure. You totally forgot you were gonna storm out of your own place earlier just to make a point.

"Oh? Perhaps Mr. Skywalker would like a dance?" You stand pushing him back onto the bed.

"I'll make it rain baby" he kisses your lips.

Let's pretend he has living family members, because anything can happen in fanfiction!!😘

[anakindoodles]

Half Light

Alternate colour palettes bc I couldn't decide which one i liked better

[eyesofshan-if]

pengu you have a new if?????

yes!! i haven't really posted about it here since i haven't uploaded a demo for it yet, but much planning is going on behind the scenes for it!!

[rosehathawhey]

Scott Foley & Melissa Benoist in THE GIRLS ON THE BUS | 1x01

[lacebird]

So, I took my photo with Hayden about an hour and a half ago… I saw some curls peaking from under the baseball cap. 🥹 Also, he knows my name now. 🥹 Also, he’s so much prettier irl. 😭 I can’t look at my picture without feeling this sense of… omg, I just love him so much! 😭😭😭😭😭😭

ahhhh omg thank you for sending me this!!!! i'm so happy for you girl!!!! i bet you looked beautiful!

Did he say anything to you? Did he HUG YOU cuz god i've heard so many things about the way he hugs (and also the way he will maintain eye contact with you 🥺)

Ah, he's just soooooo 💜

[palfriendpatine66]

Meeting Ewan and Hayden (part 2)

Today as I went up for my photo with Ewan and Hayden “Don’t Stop Believing” started playing. I don’t know about you, but that song is a must sing. I was starting to low key rock it while we waited for the couple people in front of me when a staff member started singing too. They pointed at me from across the booth and said “yeah she’s got it!” and we had a moment singing together.

At which point I was told to go to Ewan. I really kind of hoped he’d join in, but - tragically - he did not. Instead I said “sorry just having a singing moment over here” and he nodded and was like “oh yeah, sure.” My husband was greeting Hayden, so I asked Ewan, “could I get a hug?” He said yes, and I checked “that’s alright with you?” and he smiled a little more and said “thank you.”

His turtleneck was very soft, and once again I was struck that he’s so little. It felt like it wouldn’t take much to manhandle him a little bit is all I’m saying.

For the record, I didn’t even think to consciously smell him.

We posed and the event staff started yelling at us to move. As he said goodbye it hit me again how soft his voice is. I heard Hayden say “oh yeah, I like power washing too,” to my husband - who had learned at the panel the night before how much Hayden likes to snow blow and drive his bobcat, so when he stepped forward to say bye to me I said “oh yeah we’ve got a ton of jobs to do so you can come on over with your tools anytime,” and he chuckled but I didn’t get a chance to go for a hug because then the event people were really yelling about moving on.

Edited to add: husband says they didn’t smell like body odor yet today - earlier in the day - and had maybe a “lightly fresh” scent if anything

[angee1011]

Ahhh went to Galaxycon in Columbus yesterday and got to meet Hayden Christensen and Zach Aguilar!

Hayden was so nice! He shook my hand and I was like “omg” and got a lovely photo with him 💜

Zach was equally as nice! He was a blast to meet and interact with, he even did a couple lines from Genshin for me 🤣 it was surreal

I had a better time at this year’s galaxycon but the lines were killer lol

[skitskatdacat63]

This is my personal crossover event of the century

[gladiatorcunt]

🧸 - me rn

[hayden-christensen]

No wonder why Manny Jacinto wants to meet Hayden Christensen.

"The man behind the mask" indeed

THAT CLIP IS SO FUNNY especially the ‘hopefully I’ll be able to continue the canadian tradition’ of being a sith lord being the unsaid part 😂