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I have so many thoughts about Kent Parson and William Poindexter basically being the same person except completely different. Dex and Kent are so much alike when you think about it. The repressed emotions. The forced heterosexuality (Dex to his family, Kent to literally everyone). The inability to form genuine relationships with other people. The voice inside their heads that say no one really wants to be their friend, they’re just using them (Kent for his money/fame, Dex for his handyman skills or something like that). The channeling of their bottled up emotions into their hockey because it’s the only way they know how to cope. The insurmountable pressure they have weighing down their shoulders (Kent as the youngest captain in NHL history and Dex as the first person in his family to go to college). The way they wear their emotions on their sleeves, but only the ones that won’t make them seem weak and vulnerable. Don’t even get me started on their mutual attraction to kind-hearted, soft-spoken boys.

If you have free time, read the Seerah of the Prophet ﷺ. Know who your messenger is, try to live the life he lived and grow to love him just as he loved you.

anonymous asked:

Ohgosh okay, but would Kylo worry about being a father? Like, feeling like he won't be good enough, that he won't ever understand them (at least the fox pups) as well as Hux does? And would Hux reassure him otherwise?

He’d be so scared that he’s not going to be good enough for them. Because Hux just seems to have these natural instincts with their children, he’s softer with them, they seem to run to Hux when they’re scared or sad rather than to Kylo.

And Kylo thinks he’s doing something terribly wrong. Maybe it’s because he had a rough family, he hates his own father, so maybe Kylo is destined to become a bad father too.

“Papa?”

Kylo looks up, seeing Leon, the smallest pup of all of the litter, standing in front of him and sucking his thumb. Kylo fidgets, sitting cross-legged on the floor in the middle of the living room.

“You should be in bed, kiddo,” Kylo says, sniffling.

“Papa, please don’t be sad,” Leon asks, climbing into Kylo’s lap, and Kylo feels the tips of his son’s fox ears brushing against the underneath of his chin. “I don’t like it when you’re sad. Mother said that your hugs make everything better, ‘specially when he’s sad. So it’s my turn to hug you better.”

His son hugs him tightly, and Kylo looks to the doorway to see Hux smiling down at them.