#hayden christensen rp

[tfmerc]

all these rp accounts for hayden’s characters have me going insane :0

they’re all so freaky

[bersford]

MAFIA X COP

mafia boss!clay beresford x cop!reader

warnings: NSFW / SMUT ; sex tapes ; kidnapping ; (unprotected) PIV sex ; long buildup to the actual sex scene

writers note: this is all fiction and probably won’t happen in real life, im not too educated in the whole mafia stuff so if there are any inconsistencies i am sorry !

You're a detective for the NYPD (new york police department) and you're running an investigation on a robbery - when you realize clay, a very powerful and dangerous man, had done it, you quickly shut down your investigation, not wanting to get involved with him. you're completely oblivious to the fact that clay had already found out every single detail about you the day you joined the force. from your appearance, to your favorite color, to a super top secret sex tape you made in college…

Clay is sitting in his hotel suite, nursing a whiskey as he watches you on top of some scrawny guy. the footage is black and white and shows you bouncing up and down on the boys lap, your back arching at a certain angle that makes your tits look amazing.

Clay sets down his drink once he feels the stirring in his pants. he grabs the phone and dials a number from memory,

“Vinnie, get me y/f/n y/l/n.” he says firmly and quickly. “Get you her…” Vinnie repeats with his thick italian accent,

“how, boss?” He asks, needing more info so he doesn’t screw anything up.

“Just bring her to my suite, as soon as possible. And listen, vinnie… be gentle, yeah?” clay replies, his tone softer than usual.

the next day, as you’re walking briskly to your apartment building, two men emerge from the shadows. one clamps a gloved hand over your mouth, before you can scream, while the other puts a bag over your head.

you get thrown into a van with three other men, the two that had kindapped you and the driver.

The men carefully guide you to sit on the van's bench seat, their grip firm but not painful. One of them speaks in a gruff whisper, “Don't make this harder than it needs to be, Detective. The boss just wants to talk.”

“W-who are you?” you ask, your voice cracking.

“Name’s vinnie, that’s marco and the driver there isn’t important. We’re taking you to clay beresford.” Vinnie grins, as if he had just told you incredible news.

“Beresford…” you repeat, the name familiar on your tongue.

Vinnie chuckles darkly. “That's right, dollface. Beresford. Now, you're gonna come with us nice and quiet, ain't ya? No fuss.”

You sit quietly, leg shaking in … fear? anticipation? just anxiety in general maybe?

They bring you to clays hotel suite discreetly. Vinnie knocks on the door and as expected, clay opens it. “leave us.” he waves off vinnie and marco.

Clay undoes your blindfold and it takes your eyes a moment to adjust to the light, your pupils dilating. “Clay,” you greet him coolly.

“Y/f/n,” he greets with the same cool tone. his gaze travels up and down your body, stopping shortly to take in your heaving chest before continuing down to your hips. “you have no idea how long i’ve been waiting for this.”

“What do you want?” you ask, trying to mask your fear.

Clay steps closer, his hands roaming over your sides “I think you know exactly what i want.” his hand reaches to unbutton the first button on your blouse.

“You want to fuck a detective?” you ask in disbelief.

“It’s more than that, darling.” he murmurs, his finger popping the button open, “I want you to be mine. To be my wife. To carry my name. To bear my children.”

You reach up to redo the button on your blouse. this is crazy. you’re a cop, for gods sake! you can’t just marry a mafia boss. i mean- it goes against everything you believe in! “I can’t do that.”

“Can’t or won’t?” he lets his hands drop to his sides, “last time i checked you weren’t spoken for. No husband, no boyfriend.”

“Just because im single doesn’t mean i can be with you.” You state firmly.

Clay chuckles darkly, “and why not?” He moves closer, slowly sliding his hands around your waist to pull you flush against him. “i can give you everything. money, power, protection, anything you want or need, i have it ready for you.” He murmurs against your lips, leaning in to press his against yours.

You lean up, ready to lose yourself in his lips before backing away. “no, no, i can’t do this.” You rub your temples, frustrated.

“Come on, what’s stopping you?” clay asks, crossing his arms.

“I just can’t.” You furrow your brows, confused as to why this is all happening and how it happened so quickly.

“Your lips say that, but your body says otherwise.” you’re back in the position you were before, with his arms around your waist and bodies pressed together “Can’t you see it? our bodies fit together perfectly, we’re made for each other.” Clay chuckles, exaggerating his words in a playful manner.

You back away again “i- i took an oath to serve and protect-,”

“Fuck oaths. Y/f/n, im telling you that you can have everything in the world if you just say you’ll be mine and you’re thinking about some oath?”

You stay silent, feeling way too many emotions to say anything.

Clay rubs his temples, unsure of how to convince you. “Look, i know this is a lot to take in, but i’ve been fascinated with you since the day you joined the force. I promise you, if you just say yes, you’ll be the happiest woman alive.”

He leans in close, too close, close enough for his lips to touch yours. To his surprise, you don’t pull away. He smiles softly against your lips as your tongues tangle around each other.

You’re both left breathless and panting when you pull away, “you’re a crime boss..” you whisper against his lips. “I’m a businessman.” he corrects you before claiming your lips again and letting his hands wander all over your body.

Clay lifts your leg up to hook on his hip, sliding his hand down to your ass then lifting you up. “Wrap your legs around me, darling.” He murmurs against your lips and you do as he says without thinking twice.

He carries you to the bedroom and lays you down on the king sized bed, one hand on your waist and the other spreading your legs. He starts unbuttoning your blouse eagerly, his lips still pressed against yours.

His lips wander down to your neck, sucking and biting gently. Your blouse is now half open, your tits almost spilling out of your bra.

“Say you’ll be mine, y/f/n.” he murmurs against your lips as his hands slide down your unzip your skirt. “say it.”

You pause for a moment then murmur “I’ll be yours..” against his lips.

Those three words seem to heighten clays desire, his movements become more hungry and less calculated. He slides your skirt down then takes a moment to admire your naked form.

“Holy…” He breathes then presses a kiss to the center of your chest, then your stomach, then just above the waistline of your panties. “a body like yours deserves to be worshipped.” he murmurs then crawls back up to kiss your lips.

You kiss him back hungrily, now starting to undress him. once his dress shirt is open he shrugs it off and reveals a set of toned abs. his hands swiftly unbuckle his belt and slide his pants off. your gaze drifts down his body in appreciation, stopping at his boxers to appreciate the bulge.

“Like what you see?” he smirks then hooks his fingers in your panties, silently asking for permission to tug them down. you nod and he pulls them down your legs then tosses them on the floor, reaching his hand behind your back to undo your bra.

His gaze zeros on your tits, he leans in and presses a kiss or two on your breast before sucking on your nipple gently. He releases it with a soft pop then hooks your legs over his waist.

Clay aligns himself with your entrance then slowly pushes in “stop me if it’s too much,”

You throw your head back on his pillow and moan at the feeling of his length stretching you out.

Clays eyes are shut and his brows are furrowed as he groans, pushing deeper and deeper until his base disappears inside of you.

“Oh god” he moans, stilling inside you for a moment before he starts thrusting slowly “you’re so fucking tight.”

His hands guide your hips, moving them at the same speed as his thrusts at an angle that hits your perfect spot.

“Right there!” you throw your head back, your back arching slightly, signaling that you’re close.

“That’s it, baby, let go.” he smirks and keeps thrusting, gradually getting faster and harder.

You let out a high pitched moan, your legs twitching beneath him as you find your release.

Clay feels your walls clench around him and the feeling is… incredible. “fuck” he moans, “good girl.”

He holds back, determined to make you come again before he does. his fingers slide down between your thighs, rubbing and teasing your clit as he watches you writhe beneath him.

His thumb presses down and rubs your clit in time with his thrusts. His focus solely on your pleasure. “god, you’re gorgeous” his gaze locked on your face as you moan his name.

Clay lifts your hips higher, hooking your legs on his shoulders and thrusting in again, the new position allowing him to hit that perfect button inside you.

You let out a loud moan, biting your lip afterwards.

“That’s it, let me hear you.” he smiles and kisses your lips gently.

Those words make you break, your body shuddering beneath him, your back arching and your eyes rolled back. clay feels your walls clench around him once more and he lets himself let go. “fuck… fuck, FUCK!”

He stills.

Clay pulls slowly pulls out, his sheets now soaked in both of your juices and cum leaking out of your pussy.

He takes a couple of deep breaths then gets up, grabbing some paper towels “let me clean you up” he says softly and start wiping.

Once you’re both somewhat clean, he lies down next to you and pulls you close, “Thank you.” he murmurs against your neck, leaving a soft kiss on the back of it.

“For what?” you smile, amused and a bit confused.

“For agreeing to be mine.” he places another kiss to your neck then settles against the pillow, ready to fall asleep with you in his arms.

[flymarlo]

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[james-klly]

You and I when?

[offthethirlwall]

Oh, that's not...

(but why did that kinda...) NAH WHO SAID THAT

[shanardo13]

Obikin College AU - RA/Don!Obi-Wan/First year!Anakin - Part One

I’ve been reading a lot of modern au Obikin fics recently, so one could say I’m on a bit of a kick.

That’s where this idea comes from!! I’m gonna outline it below so I can reference this if I ever decide to write it/for your enjoyment. Also, the pic is what I imagine they look like 😎.

Link to Part Two

Link to Part Three

Anakin and Obi-Wan go to Uni together.

It’s Anakin’s first year, and he moves into residence ready for FROSH week.

Obi-Wan is a RA/ Don for Anakin’s residence building, mainly because it looks good on a résumé and it helps cut living expenses.

Anakin becomes obsessed with him. When he first moved in, he was honestly going to skip all the FROSH stuff, opting to explore the new city on his own. After meeting Obi-Wan he is the first one to show up for all their activities, volunteering to help whenever he can. Anything to be on the older boy’s radar.

They get through FROSH, Anakin flirting desperately through little side comments the entire time. Obi-Wan just believes he’s excited and eager about the events.

During FROSH, Anakin makes friends with other incoming students - Padmé, Rex and Ahsoka. They become a little group. Everyone is quite fed up with Anakin’s Obi-Wan obsession after the week. They pray once the semester starts and they no longer spend every day with Obi-Wan he will shut up. He doesn’t.

“Dude, do us all a favour and actually talk to him.” “Please, Anakin, we really can’t take this anymore.”

“Oh Come on guys, what are friends for if not to listen to each other ramble about highly likely unrequited crushes?”

He does try to talk to Obi-Wan one on one during FROSH. To say it was a little awkward would be an understatement.

“So, what’s your major?”

“English/Literature with a minor in philosophy.”

“That’s nice. I read a book once.”

They kinda just stare at each other and then Anakin rushes back to his little group of friends who all wear mortified expressions.

“Dude…”

“Don’t even! I was nervous!”

After this, they don’t really speak during FROSH, until the last night of events. They are the only two left cleaning up after the evenings activities.

“Thanks for all of your help. I really appreciate it.”

“Oh, no worries!” Please marry me

“Out of curiosity… what is the one book you’ve read?”

“I’ve read more than one book!”

“I sort of figured, considering the University acceptance and all.”

“Yeah… I don’t know why I said that.”

“It’s alright, it was charming. In a himbo sort of way.”

Oh my god, you think I’m charming? Take me right here in the common room, I’ll show you charming.

The semester starts and they don’t see as much of each other anymore.

Part of Obi-Wan’s job as RA/Don is to take shifts working the desk in the lobby of their building. He does this every Friday night.

Anakin discovers this by accident. He and the gang had been at an off-campus party. They’re coming home late one night, all quite drunk.

As they walk through the door and see Obi-Wan everyone starts giggling and poking at Anakin as he flushes.

“Hello folks.” Obi-Wan greets cheerily.

“Hello Obi-Wan.” Ahsoka smirks at Anakin.

“Did you tell him yet?” Rex pushes him forward.

“Tell me what?”

Nothing! It was nice seeing you Obi-Wan!” Anakin ushers them all toward his room, leaving behind a confused Obi-Wan.

Every Friday afterward, Anakin takes advantage of the knowledge that Obi-Wan is working the desk.

He hangs around, striking casual conversation. They talk about anything and everything. School, classes, hobbies, music, other interests. They become well-acquainted.

“You’re telling me you’d pick The Cure over the Smiths?”

“Oh, of course. Easily. The Smiths are so depressing.”

“So is The Cure, idiot! At least Morrisey’s hot about it.”

“Are you saying Robert Smith isn’t hot?”

Anakin flirts shamelessly. Oblivious, Obi-Wan doesn’t catch the hints and just thinks Anakin is killing time waiting for his friends. Unbeknownst to him, Anakin bails on his friends every Friday to hang out at the front desk.

“You sure you don’t want to come tonight, Ani?”

“It’s his Obi-Wan night. He won’t come.”

Another part of Obi-Wan’s job is being the “Don on Duty”. This means he responds to any complaints/emergencies the residents have. He carries around a special phone for emergencies. He does this every Saturday night. Again, Anakin discovers this by accident.

A loud knock at his door interrupts Anakin’s dorm room party. He and his friends are wasted, watching movies and screaming about them.

He opens the door to reveal Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan is looking down. “I’ve received several noise complaints about this room. You guys are going to have to - Anakin?” He cuts himself off once he looks up and blue meets blue.

“Obi-Wan! Come drink with us!”

“Anakin, I can’t. I’m on duty.”

“Oh come on, pretty pretty please?”

“I-,”

“Don’t say no! Please”

“Oh fine, but if this phone goes off I have to leave. And we really must be quiet.”

Obi-Wan spends the evening getting drunk with Anakin and his friends. Thankfully the phone doesn’t go off.

They watch films together, everyone growing drowsy. Anakin curls up next to Obi-Wan and rests his head on his shoulder. When Obi-Wan wraps his arm around him and holds him close, it’s merely because he’s drunk and tired.

That night, the two finally exchange phone numbers.

Anakin starts texting Obi-Wan relentlessly. Obi-Wan would call it harassment.

Anakin: do you ever think about the overwhelming and paralyzing passage of time? How you can’t do anything to stop it? (Sent at 3:42 am)

Obi-Wan: no, but I am now. (Sent at 3:44 am)

Anakin: lolz look at this silly kitty pic. He’s u! (Sent at 3:47 am)

Obi-Wan: go to sleep!!!!! (Sent at 3:48 am)

Anakin: jeez ok Mr. Grumpy pants 😡😡 (Sent at 3:50 am, Read at 3:50 am)

Obi-Wan starts getting invited to Anakin’s friend group hang outs. He was charming enough last time. Truthfully, it’s mostly because if he’s there, it saves the others from having to hear Anakin yearn for him all night.

Alright, this is kind of just the general idea/ all I’ve got right now! Lemme know if you guys want to hear more or have any suggestions! My DM’s are always open if anyone wants to brainstorm, or just chat in general!

I’d also be down as heck to rp this if anyone was interested.

Thank you for reading if you’ve gotten this far!!

I’ll update it later when I think of more! (:

EDIT: I've created a second part to this! if you wanna read more, the link to part two can be found at the top of this post!

[katherine-mcnamara]

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[lunarnightt]

I want ride James Kelly like he is a horse-

I MEAN WHAT!?! Who said that?!

[thejumperdavid]

Robbing banks is great guys

[rpfshippingpolls]

⚠️ DON’T START DISCOURSE ABOUT RPF IN THE NOTES!! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED IF YOU DO SO ⚠️

Do you ship it?

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[councilofcastamere]

FORTUNATE

INTRODUCTION

abridgement: in an affluent society, the children of three wealthy families strive to compete, balancing love, hatred, and ambition.

enemies to lovers, friends to lovers, drug addictions, mostly happy moments (?), puppy love, academic rivals, anxiety, eating disorders, intense friendships, homophobia, classism,

A/N: Couldn’t add Percival due to the 10-image rule 💔

CAST

[ HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN AS…

ALISTAIR HAYES CARTWRIGHT]

“The oldest of the Cartwrights. He isn’t around much. He considers us children and himself to be the most mature.”

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[EWAN MITCHELL AS…

ATTICUS LUCIAN CARTWRIGHT]

“The second oldest Cartwright, although there is much more of a fiery rage in him than his older brother.”

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[SASHA PIETERSE AS…

ATHENA ROSE CARTWRIGHT]

“The All-Praised. You could call her the Patron Saint of house Cartwright. Kind, generous, but fierce. She was sunshine, Iris was midnight rain.”

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[TOM BLYTH AS…

AURELIUS PIERCE CARTWRIGHT]

“As ambitious as Atticus, but more extroverted. Perhaps Atticus' shadow is all he will be.”

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[ADRIANA LIMA AS…

IRIS VIVENNE HARLOW]

“Ambitious, anti-social, but polite. Cut from the same cloth as Atticus, but more gentle. She has that same fiery rage, but only on the rink. All-Praised just like Athena, but in a different way. If Athena is science and maths, Iris is Latin and history."

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[GAVIN CASALEGNO AS…

SILAS HUGO HARLOW]

“Reckless, playful, humour-able. The golden retriever of the Harlow family. Straight a’s, if it weren’t for him getting sent out every lesson. He loses a lot of points on attitude.”

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[ANGELINA JOLIE AS…

SIRI HELENNE HARLOW]

“The sweetest girl. I think no matter the family, they all agree on something. Protecting precious Siri. Best friend to Aurelius, Percival and Georgina. Ambition to become a doctor, and her favourite character is Primrose Everdeen.”

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[CHICO LACHOWSKI AS…

CORNELIUS ASTOR HENDRICKX]

“Handsome, rich, smart. Goes both ways. Closest companion to Iris and most hated companion to Alistair.”

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[INDIA EISLEY AS…

GEORGINA ESTELLE HENDRICKX]

“Best friend to Siri. Aurelius merely tolerates her because Siri likes her. Loves history, latin, and sports. A perfect friend to Siri since those three things are what House Harlow stands for.”

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[de-vine-sources]

Hayden Christensen avatars

Do not steal and claim as yours. Like of reblog if you use.

[swiftly-skywalker]

i love writing with you too 🫶

also. y’all. this lovely human is such a sweet person and amazing writer. all of my Hayden girlies-follow both her blogs. recognize one of my favorite besties!!

//I finally decided to make a role play account for Clay Beresford. Honestly I have been wanting to rp his character so bad and give him a happy ending he deserves. If anyone wants to write with me, let me know and I look forward to bringing him to life ☺️

A few reminders to consider

Please be respectful and kind on here

Note this is an 18+ account , but I still prefer to keep things still clean. I am open to some adult romance scenes if it's planned and follows with the storyline.

Please do not share with me any spam and inappropriate photos and content.

Note: I am also not here to look for a relationship with anyone in RL. I am married and have a life outside of RP and just simply here to just enjoy writing my character so please no asking for personal information, unless I get to know you for a while and feel comfortable. Also please no asking weird or creepy questions. You will be immediately blocked!

That's everything I need to say for now. My future posts will be me posting as Clay. If you have any questions about my character and role play feel free to DM me and we can discuss. I look forward to writing on here soon. I also have a main account here too @clayberesford-anakinskywalkerfan

Note: credits of these gifts belong to their creators, just simply using for my rp character only.

[forgotten4ngel]

— ELENA SINCERITY WINDU.

TIMELINE ;; 21 BBY.

20 of age, 5’0. brown hair, fair maroon eyes. slender physique. fruity scent. light jedi robes. single, maybe not interested. extremely force-sensitive. green lightsaber. she/her. pansexual. dominant with girls, submissive with men. several kinks, discover them. ;)

born on coruscant, then raised on the streets before mace windu found her and saw the strong force within her. he took her as his, but always keeping his stern distance. from ever since she could remember, elena never had a father-daughter relationship with him — it had always been more or a master-apprentice. now, she is one of the most skilled padawans of the temple, and generals of the clone wars.

NSFW !! 18+ ONLY.

STAR WARS UNIVERSE / OC.

feel free to text me! i am always open for roleplay.

it’s my first time roleplaying on tumblr, i would love someone helping me out!

semi-literate to literate. <3

[offthethirlwall]

who had the TERRIBLE idea to turn all of hayden's characters (rp) into faggots, I hate you btw 🫶🏻

I keep scrolling and they keep flirting with each other, not fun anymore😔 let the rp die guys (it died when y'all started adding the side characters lmao)

[shanardo13]

Obikin College au - RA/Don! Obi-Wan/First Year! Anakin - Part Two

Okay guys, I already thought of more because I’m unhinged and insane and this has been on my brain all day 👹

Link to Part One

Link to Part Three

Whenever they party together, Anakin makes Obi-Wan go shot for shot with him. He wants to get him drunk because Obi-Wan is an affectionate cuddly drunk and Anakin wants those cuddles.

“Have I ever told you how good of a friend you are Anakin? I’m glad you spent your Friday’s bullying me in the lobby” Obi-Wan murmurs, arms around Anakin, nuzzling into his neck.

Anakin, playing with his hair. “Me too, Obi-Wan. Me too”

They all play drinking games together.

Never have I ever:

“Never have I ever done anything sexual in a public place.” Padmé offers and Obi-Wan takes a shot.

“OBI, YOU DOG!!!” Anakin shrieks. I’m not thinking about it, I’m not thinking about it.

“Never have I ever had a crush on somebody in the room.” Ahsoka glares challengingly at Anakin.

Anakin turns to the side and quickly does a shot. Thankfully Obi-Wan isn’t paying attention.

Truth or Dare:

“Anakin, Truth or Dare?”

“Truth.”

“What’s your ideal partner?” Curse his blasted friends, they knew what they were doing.

He basically describes Obi-Wan. Still oblivious, Obi-Wan doesn’t catch on.

“They sound like a dream!” Obi-Wan giggles and raises his cup as a toast.

“Oh, they are.” Anakin stares at him.

“Truth or Dare, Obi-Wan?”

“Dare.”

“Give the most attractive person in the room a kiss on the cheek.” 

No hesitation, Obi-Wan plants a sloppy and drunken kiss to Anakin’s cheek.

Anakin flushes a deep red. I’m okay. I’m not screaming. Everything is normal. Nothing to see here. Don’t even worry. I’m not sweating. Are you sweating? 

Spin the bottle:

Rex spins the bottle and it lands on Obi-Wan. Traitor! Traitor! Don’t even think about it!! Anakin’s mind screams.

But it’s part of the game, and so the two crawl forward to the centre of the circle and share a quick peck.

Anakin sits, pouting and glaring at Rex with his arms crossed over his chest. When the two pull away, Anakin makes eye contact with Rex and drags his index finger over his throat to mimic a beheading.

Padmé, watching Anakin nervously. “Okay, how about we play a different game?”

These events usually take place in Anakin’s room. Afterwards, Obi-Wan usually spends the night. The first time it happened, everyone had fallen asleep in his room, scattered in various positions on the floor while Obi-Wan and Anakin cozied up together on the bed.

After this, Anakin had a chat with his friends.

“Okay guys, next time we hang out, you have to leave at the end.”

“Why? You want to be alone with lover boy?” 

“As a matter of fact, yes.”

So this becomes the norm. One by one, his friends filter out after their hangouts, leaving Obi-Wan and Anakin alone.

“I can leave too, y’know?”

“No! It’s okay! I don’t mind if you stay!” For the love of God, please don’t go, I want desperately for you to do the spooning thing, I need it, please.

“Okay.”

More texts are shared:

Anakin: what r u doing?

Obi-Wan: just finishing a class hbu?

Anakin: oooh fun, learn anything good?

Anakin: I’m just studying in the library rn.

He doesn’t get a text back right away and it puts him on edge - it makes him worry Obi-Wan is upset with him.

But no less than ten minutes later, Obi-Wan shows up at the library with a coffee just how Anakin likes it and a strawberry danish - his favourite. Anakin is amazed, seeing as he only mentioned this once in a passing conversation. 

His group of friends often spend afternoons together, getting lunch after classes. Obi-Wan is invited and makes it when he can, but his schedule usually doesn’t align.

“When are you going to say something to him?”

“I don’t know guys, he doesn’t even like me. I’d rather keep going the way things are than face rejection. Ignorance is bliss and all that.” 

They all stare at him dumbfounded.

“What??”

“Anakin, anyone with eyes can see that he likes you.” 

“No he doesn’t! Stop!”

Okay, this is my update for now!! Again, I will update later! 

Lemme know if you have any thoughts! Thank you for reading