#took out that last bit bc it was corny but the point still stands

[rainbowshawn]

anyway. i always imagine sneaky sight seeing with shawn. finding the hole in the wall cafes, small bars, walking around in those parks that have the trees on either side creating an aisle and almost a covering. it's his off day and he rlly just wants to spend it with you, so you guys are trying to be lowkey and he's got a tight grip on your hand in case you guys need to make a run for it and just lots of giggles and him tugging on you to keep up with his giraffe legs

(cont) OOH sitting at this french inspired cafe,and he's sitting across from you but he's got a hand holding your hand across the table and his legs outstretched so he can slot yours between his and with your other hand you're stuffing your face with choc croissants and all kinds of pastries, occasionally feeding him bites while he sips his coffee with his other hand. when you go to feed him, he'll playfully nibble on your fingertips or try to be seductive and lick at them and end up bursting w/laughter. his phone ringing while you guys are out and as he reaches for his phone you start pouting at him bc it was meant to be just you guys and no work. you know no one else calls him and as soon as he picks up, he'll probs leave you for a bit. he motions 1 second and he picks it up all whilst you still pout at him. you try to detangle your hand from his but his grip tightens and he gives you his own pout. once he's done with his call, he pulls your hand and your body shifts closer to the edge of your seat and he uses his other hand to tilt your chin to him. his thumb presses into your pout and he leans closer to give you a sweet kiss, "i love you" and as you try to sit properly again, he doesn't let you go, "say it back" he'll whine and keep pressing little kisses all over your face until you let out a laugh in his face, "i love you too" you whisper. and he's satisfied, giving you another big kiss and stealing a piece of your pastries, "hey!" and he kisses u just to shut u up and you can taste the sticky glaze on his lips and there's nothing in the world that felt better than that moment right there. he lets you go and now you're both flushed from the giggles, kisses and the morning sun shining through the cafe. he gets the pastry with the glaze to take home because why not, he remembers the blush on your cheeks after that kiss and it was a damn good pastry. you both leave the cafe and go on a walk about, seeing the different buildings and pointing out the different things you guys see. you take selfies in front of fountains and take note of the places you should stop by when you have more time or on your way back. he's sending some of these to the groupchat he has with his fam and his mum is asking whether you're both warm and how you guys are. not having a photographer follow him around so when he wants a photo of the two of you in front of this beautiful setting with the sun creating the perfect glow, he refuses your offer to take it for him, insisting that you MUST be by his side in it. your suggestion of a selfie goes unheard as he approaches an older couple and asks them to take a pic for him and his girl by the ledge overseeing the water. he walks back with the biggest shit eating grin bc "HA! in your face, we're going to take this couple photo" and he's opening his arms wide to engulf you. he stands by your side holding you sooo tightly to him as the woman takes your photo. he thanks them and he goes through the photos with you. he scrolls a little too far and you see he has a photo of you stuffing your face with a choc croissant from earlier with a bit of choc on your cheek and it isn't cute but he literally melts when he sees it and "my gosh, could you get any fkn cuter" while you're standing there unimpressed, arms crossed bc "wtf that's so embarrassing! you better had not sent this to your mum, shawn or i'll literally kill you!! deleTE IT RN! pls" his phone's back in his pocket and he grabs your face with a hand on either of your cheeks pulling you in for a kiss then squeezing your cheeks. that shut you up alright, second time he's got you a lil speechless. he grins cheekily and slides his hand down to grab your hand and is on his merry way. you walk around and he talks your ear off, occasionally swinging your entwined hands up and giving your knuckles a kiss and he's got heart eyes when you do the same to his.

OH WOW THIS MADE ME S O F T. 

He’d be so preoccupied in making it feel normal for you. If he saw a group of people he thought would try to stop him, he’d drag you by your hand down some alternate path. Your giggles would fill the air as he tugged you along and you’d joyfully follow him anywhere. And sharing your food has just become routine for the two of you. You learned quickly that he was a human garbage disposal and he’d pick off your plate regardless of how much he ate themselves. Your chocolate muffins were anything but safe.

He knew the two of you needed a day to be just you. No distractions and no work. He felt so guilty as he picked up his phone, knowing your squinting look was just covering up your slight tinge of hurt in your chest. But when he pulled you in for a kiss after a call, you didn’t deny him. You never could. 

and that extra pastry he brings home? he’d end up giving it to you when you had cramps the next morning in hopes of cheering you up. The taste of the pastry just made you think of the taste of his lips and that beautiful moment in the quaint, hole in the wall cafe. Your smile wouldn’t fade off your face for the rest of that morning. 

And that picture!!! He’d even ask the lady to take a couple for you guys so it could be just right. She’d just chuckle lightly, telling you guys that you were ‘the definition of love’ while she snapped a few more of you and your cheeks would turn bright red, prompting him to press sweet little kisses to them. 

Once he got his phone back his eyes would settle on that very picture; your arms wrapped around his waist as his hands hold your face to his lips. You’re giggling wildly in the photo, nose scrunched up and cheeks bright and rosy, and he couldn’t love you anymore. The golden sun lit the photo perfect, mimicking the warmth the two of you shared for each other. He’d be speechless for a moment as you looked at the photo, needing a moment to catch his breath. 

“I cannot believe how lucky I got with you,” he’d huff, blinking his eyes in disbelief, “you make my heart stop, lovey.”

He’d kiss your head and you’d giggle as you watch his long fingers press a couple of buttons, setting the photo as his wallpaper. 

“Mmm somebody is smitten,” you’d joke.

“Can’t help myself with a girl like you,”

And you were just as smitten with him. That is until you saw that godforsaken candid photo from the cafe. A groan would immediately tumble out of your mouth and your face would contort dramatically as you beg him to delete it. He’d just giggle and pull you in for another breathtaking kiss after whispering “you’re so beautiful and you don’t even know it” against your lips.

You two would continue on with your peaceful day, making the most of your version of “normal”. He’d be telling you all these stories, showing you all these different landmarks in the city he’d been to a million times, and crack his corny jokes and you’d just listen in amazement, beaming the whole time. You’d walked for a while, eventually ending up on a park bench together. You would be people watching in silence until you feel your phone vibrate in your pocket.

@shawnmendes tagged you in a photo.

Your eyes would flicker over to him, shooting him a confused look. Your face would light up as you see the picture the older woman took of you two earlier. You didn’t think your smile could get any bigger until you read the caption,

If this lasts forever I’ll be just fine.

You’d grab his face up and pull him in for a kiss so quickly, he’d flinch at the action. He’d relax into the kiss, immediately melting into your affection. Your lips would dance with his in another kiss that left him absolutely speechless. 

“I love you,” you say, pressing little pecks to his lips. 

His lips would be stuck in a loving, crooked smile and he’d just stare at you in wonder, eyes drooping from being love drunk. He’d be rendered speechless as he took your beauty in, feeling like his heart may burst at any moment. 

You’d kiss his smiling lips with a bit more force, making a loud humming smooch against them, “say it back.”

He’d giggle at your mockery, snapping out of his daze and pulling you by your waist into his lap.

“I love you too. So much.”

[cabinofimagines]

Just a nightmare (Luke Castellan x reader) -Part one.

A/N: Hey there lovelies, I told you I was going to write some angst for the boy and I’m a Dove of word, so enjoy or not… also, “Y/M/P” is your mortal parent, obviously.

Words: 1,409

Warnings: Angst, but I’m not good at making people suffer that much so is just sad??

People lie when they say that love is hard.

Love is simple, it’s chemistry and actions, words and fond eyes; love is the action, so it’s the easy part.

What’s hard and difficult are people. They lie and hurt when they’re scared or don’t feel confident. It’s easy for people to just make others feel bad about themselves and that’s why you should be very careful when choosing your friends, more importantly when you choose to spend your life with someone.

That’s exactly why you chose Luke. Well, you didn’t exactly choose him, that’s not how love works; it was more like you fell in love with him and then proceeded to accept it as a fact. Luke was a nice guy, he was really close to you after all so there was nothing stopping you from liking him.

Sometimes, when everyone’s asleep and your mind is full of thoughts, the only thing that calms you down is to think about the day you and Luke got together, one of your favorite memories…

You were sword training, had been for days now, all because of the nightmares you were having:

“Y/N, you have to be careful” Y/M/P’s voice whispered, you tried to find the source but everything was dark like you were locked in a room. “someone will betray those you love, they’ll try to convince you to join them, you can’t let them win”

The same thing happened for several days, you were unable to have a good night’s sleep because you were now scared of what would you dream next and it got you a little frustrated to think about the part of “someone” betraying you, how exactly? there was no one in camp who could do something like that, especially when Luke had your back all the time. That cute and sneaky boy.

“It’s a little early for training don’t you think?”

You turned around smiling, almost stabbing Luke with your sword “Hey, watch where you point that thing!”

“Sorry!” you smiled apologetically “Yeah, uh, let’s say I’m preparing for any inconvenience”

“What do you mean?” Luke frowned “are you still having those nightmares?”

Luke knew about the nightmares, of course, he was kind of like your best friend, or at least the closest thing to it, you trust the guy with your life so why wouldn’t you tell him about some silly dreams?

“Yes,” you sighed tiredly, dropping your sword and sitting on the ground “I keep thinking that maybe they’re not just dreams, maybe they’re something more” patting the spot next to you, you motioned for him to sit, he did, smiling slightly.

 “Do you have any good reasons to think it might be true?”

“Not really, it’s just… I have this feeling, it gets bigger with each passing night and makes me feel sick like I’m about to throw up at any moment”

It didn’t seem important at the time, but now that you think about that distant morning you remember how tense Luke seemed every time you mentioned your nightmares.

“You know what?” He stood up, offering his hand for you to stand “Let me distract you” standing up, you walked closer to him.

“How?” you asked, tilting your head to the side.

“Let’s go for a walk after tonight’s dinner, maybe that’d clear your mind a little, and hopefully, you’ll sleep better as well” His smile was sincere, Luke cared deeply about you, he wanted to make you feel safe.

“Are you asking me out, Luke?” 

“Uh, yes?, I don’t know- you can call it whatever you want!” Luke’s cheeks turned red after his rambling, causing you to let out a small giggle.

“Fine, it’s a date then” you leaned and kissed the corner of his lips, a shiver running down your spine when you did “thank you for the support”

“Anytime…”

You were a nervous as hell at Y/G/P’s table that night, biting your nails and not touching your food in the slightest, you were making all your siblings anxious as well.

“Oh my god, Y/N!” one of your sisters exclaim “Can you stop? If it stresses you this much then just canceled the date, is not a big deal.”

“I don’t want to do that!” you replied “is… am I supposed to act differently? I don’t want things to get awkward or anything, I just want to forget my nightmares for a while…”

“Then don’t,” Mike, one of your older brothers said “act like it’s a normal night -which is true so I don’t really know why you’re acting like a lunatic- be chill, and He will be too”

“Alright” you took a deep breath, getting up from your seat “I can’t eat, I’ll go back to the cabin so I can grab a jacket before Luke’s done with his food”

“Okay,” Mike mumbled, his eyes already on his plate again.

Feeling the need to take all the time in the world to get to your cabin you walked slowly, feeling the cold breeze through your hair and the faint smell of sea and strawberries; you entered your cabin and two minutes after, someone knocked on the door.

“Coming!” you grabbed your favorite sweatshirt and quickly walked to the door, when you opened it, a smile appeared on your lips “Luke, I thought you were still having dinner”

“I was waiting for you, actually” He stepped back a little so you could get out of the cabin “then you stood up without saying a word and for a moment it seemed like you were trying to hide from me”

“I’d never hide from you,” you said sincerely, Luke smile a bit wider and reached out to gently grab your hand, something you were totally not expecting “Oh my- uh, should we go now?”

“Sure”

He was acting strange, in a good way though, He made jokes and kept you close to him, flirting shamelessly.

Surprisingly, you were comfortable with the actions, like it was meant to be.

“I have to ask” you suddenly interrupted turning to look at him “Why now?”

“Why now what?” He questioned, confused.

“It’s been years since we met, why are you asking me on a date just now?”

He seemed defeated, something was bugging him and you wanted to know what it was.

“Those nightmares you’re having… makes me think we might have less time than expected” 

“What do you mean?”

“All my life I’ve been protecting the people I love, Annie, Thalia… but I couldn’t protect them how I wanted to, especially Thalia” He sighed, holding your other hand in his, “I care about you a lot, if I could make your nightmares disappear I’d do it without thinking about it twice, but it doesn’t matter how much I do, the gods always find a way to make us miserable”

“Don’t talk like that” you tried to cheer him up “not everything is bad, yes we have a shitty fate being half-bloods, some of us are meant to live like that, but we have each other, that should be enough”

“I wish I had your optimism” He chuckled bitterly “it’s okay, Y/N, I’ve learned to live with it”

“Is not about resignation” you insisted “it’s about seeing the good parts of life, even if they’re small”

“Alright, you win” He raised his hands in defeat, laughing “You’re always right, you know”

“Of course” you smirked, you were going to start walking again when Luke spoke once more.

“You’re also right about having each other” Luke stepped closer to you “but you’re wrong about one thing… it’s not ‘just enough’, it’s all I ever wanted, pretty sure that it’s all I’ll ever need”

“Gods, that sounded so corny” you joked, trying to hide how much his words were affecting you

“Shut up Y/N, I’m trying not to faint” the boy laughed.

“I’ll be quiet now, I promise” you whispered, fighting the need to smile like an idiot “you were saying?”

“I was saying” He continued “You are the coolest girl in the world, and I like you, a lot.”

“Is this some kind of joke?, I swear if you-”

“Can you just shut up and say you like me back?” Luke interrupted.

“Which one? I can’t do both” you snickered.

“Shut up” He shook his head, leaning in and kissing you lovingly.

And that was all it took.

You spent the happiest year of your life laughing, training and loving each other deeply, you thought it would last forever.

Until Percy Jackson came to camp.

I EDITED THIS SHIT FOUR TIMES BC IT KEPT ERASING THE LAST PART WTF

hope you like it, it’ll be more parts so be ready.

-Danny :D

[isotuan]

Nutrition (Yoongi x Reader Fluff/Crack)

Genre: Fluff/Crack

Word: 1,634

Summary: Are you a fruit? ‘Cause honeydew you know how fine you look right now?

Note: This is set in Stupid!universe where Y/N and Yoongi are best friends that annoy the fuck out of each other. It was mentioned in the fic how Yoongi had to drag her to the grocery store at some point, and I got INSPIRED. Also, I’m not that witty, these pick up lines and jokes are from the internet, with a bit of iteration to fit the story line. Other than that, I really like this one. Maybe it’s bc I’m equally of a lazyass as Y/N? The banter is really my style... SO GET READY FOR SOME HELLA CRINGE LMAO.

CHECK OUT STUPID (YOONGI X READER FLUFF) HERE

“Can I ride the cart at least?”

“Jesus fuck. For the third time, Y/N.—

—No.”

Y/N grumbled loudly, kicking at the tiny rocks under her her shoes. Yoongi pulled a large cart out of the store’s several rows, figuring that this grocery run would turn out to be quite a big one. 

After countless attempts of convincing Y/N that PostMates and UberEats of grease-drenched Chinese food were not exactly the healthiest option, he had finally dragged her to the local supermarket. That was, after telling her that they were going for frozen yogurt and had ‘accidentally’ made a wrong turn to the store, “so we might as well, right?”

“This is no fun,” Y/N bemoaned as they made their way through the second set of sliding doors.

“When was the last time you’ve step foot in a grocery store?” 

Y/N shrugged, “Last year maybe?”

“Jesus,” he huffed. “I should’ve guessed by that leftover salad rotting in your fridge.”

“It was a good salad, I was saving it for later.”

Yoongi tilted his head, “For six months?”

Y/N puffed out her cheeks and shifted from one foot to the other, avoiding the question. Yoongi knew that Y/N knew herself how bad her eating habit was. She was just too stubborn to admit it, Yoongi would know after all these years. And of course, he was very much expert now at dealing with her stubborn ass. He snorted, “Just stay by the cart, I’ll do the shopping.”

They made their way over to the produce section, but not after Y/N insisting that they should make a pit stop at the snack aisle first. To which Yoongi quickly denied and pulled her away with a tug of her wrist.

Yoongi began strolling around the section. The vibrant colors made each fruit look as if they were little gems and each vegetable look as delectable as ever, Yoongi grabbed a strip of plastic bags and began shopping.

“No, no, no. Not tomatoes!” Y/N ran up behind Yoongi as picked up the bright red fruit. “I hate tomatoes.”

“Well that’s too bad,” Yoongi placed it into a bag along with another. 

“Dickhead,” she hissed.

In defeat, Y/N groaned and dragged her feet off to somewhere else. Yoongi watched her and made sure he could still see her out of his peripheral vision before returning to picking out more fresh produce.  

She likes avocados, he thought to himself. But not too ripe. He took his time picking out the perfect avocado out of the large pile.  

She can’t have mushrooms. Once he ordered had ordered her a stuffed Portabello at dinner which resulted in a night beside the toilet bowl. So he passed them without hesitation.

He gathered stuff he knew well Y/N could eat and stuff he thought she’d be able to tolerate. The produce in the cart quickly piled up with much consideration for each item and researches of recipes Yoongi could (with his utmost culinary skills of boiling an egg) attempt in order to have Y/N at least try something new. He made himself two mental notes: one, when he makes these, have 911 on speed dial (just in case), and two, to search up how the fuck to pronounce “açaí?”

Yoongi was choosing a bunch of spinach with ease when suddenly something popped up in front of him. And just a couple of inches away from hIs nose was a—

A pineapple?

“Hey, baby. Are you a pineapple? ‘Cause you’re one fine-apple.”

“What the hell are you doing?”

Y/N stood next to Yoongi and, still, with a pineapple held to his face, she answered, “I’m picking you up, gorgeous.” 

Yoongi rolled his eyes and swatted the yellow fruit away, “Fuck off.”

“Come on,” Y/N followed Yoongi as he stuffed the bag with spinach and made way back to the cart. “They might be corny, but I think they’re a-maize-ing!”

“I said fuck off,” Yoongi spoke. He pushed the cart over to the dairy section, where he grabbed a carton of milk and scanned the variety of cheese for a possibly healthy option—

“Hey, I know I may be cheesy. But I know you’d want a pizza this,” she gestured to herself. “Or do you prefer the whole pie?”

“Oh, fuck you for that,” Yoongi’s face twisted with distaste before pushing the cart away fast, letting Y/N shuffling behind him to catch up.

“Hey, at least take me on a date first,” Y/N pointed at the shelve of raisins and— Dammit. “But don’t worry I’ll go out with a cute-cumber like you.”

“I hate you,” he grumbled a tried focusing on the recipe he had pulled up on his phone, even he wasn’t processing a single word in front of him. 

“Oh, donut be like that,” she nudged his side. “Anyone would be glazed to hear these.”

“Look, if you want to eat decent food for once,” He turned to face Y/N who trailed behind him. “I have to follow this recipe, so shut—”

“Oh, what’s on the menu, sweetheart?” Y/N tilted her head and pointed back and forth between her and Yoongi. “Is it me-n-u?”

“For fuck’s sake,” he groaned.  

“Because I’ll have whatever you’re having if it means getting those sweet buns of yours.”

Giving up entirely, Yoongi rushed out of the aisle with a hurry, plus, the old couple beside them weren’t giving the two the kindest of looks. He sped towards an open checkout and began loading the conveyor belt Even if he hadn’t gotten all of the things he intended to buy, this was good enough if it meant leaving this shitshow of a stand-up. 

“Can we go to McDonald's after this?” Y/N came up beside Yoongi.

“No—”

“Oh, nevermind. I forgot I already have a McGorgeous right here,” and she poked his side, making him bend the slightest bit. Fuck being ticklish.  

“Yah—”

From the other side of the register, the cashier chuckled and Yoongi snapped his head over to the young lady saying, “You guys are a really cute couple.”

Yoongi’s jaw dropped and he could feel the warmth creeping up at his cheeks, but before he could deny her—

Yoongi felt arms wrap around his torso while he stood frozen with kale in one hand and a bag of oranges in another. Y/N spoke as she hugged Yoongi with a wide grin, “Thank you, at least someone appreciates my jokes.”

She looked up at Yoongi with a snarl. 

Yoongi wondered if she saw his face turn a blush color in the split of a second he took to pry off her embrace with much embarrassment. He also wondered if she heard how fast his heart pounded when she had her face that close to her head. 

He hoped her stupid ass didn’t. 

God, he hoped.

“Why the hell did you do that?” 

“Do what?”

“Run off your smart ass mouth,” Yoongi continued his path towards his car still keeping the space between himself and—

“Oh, I know you were McLovin’ it.”

“Shut up, you fucker.”

After they loaded his trunk, the two got into the car without a second loss of Yoongi's continuous nagging of how publically humiliating the grocery trip that was. 

“I’m never taking you anywhere ever again, you know that right?”

“Yeah, whatever,” Y/N drummed her finger against the dashboard with a lack of interest in what Yoongi had to say. “It’s not like I go out much often anyway.”

It was silent for a while, Yoongi thought about what Y/N had just said and, hell, it was true. You could practically mistake her for a hermit crab. She wouldn’t get out of the house, that was if it wasn’t for Yoongi and school. And he would try his best to visit her often, being the wonderful best friend he was.

“You have to get out more,” Yoongi spoke. 

“I don't see why when I can just sit in the comfort of my bed and watch ‘How I Met Your Mother’ for the fourth time.”  

“That’s not even that great of a TV show.”

“You’re point?” 

“My point is...” Yoongi turned on to the main street. The car came to a stop at a red light, the engine hummed lowly and the radio tunes sounded gently in the background. The sun was about to set and he watched its final golden rays bounce off the hood of his car. The weather was cooling and he could feel the soft breeze entering the car with the windows rolled down. Yoongi glanced over at Y/N in the passenger seat with her legs tucked against her chest, how she always sat. She was busy giggling at whatever was on her phone screen that she hadn't noticed the way the corners of Yoongi lips curved up just the slightest bit. But, that was how it had always been. 

And Yoongi hoped it would stay that way. 

"My point is," Yoongi finally continued, eyes returning back to the road. "Instead of making shitty puns. Don't you want to, I don't know, explore the world or something?"

That same way.

“Do you want to see a picture of the world?”

“What—” Yoongi turned once more although what greeted him was not Y/N but Y/N's phone. The screen illuminated brightly, it was on selfie mode and it was a display of—

“Get it?—"

—’Cause you’re my world?”

That same old stupid, stupid way.

[littlebitofbass]

Maybe Ed doesnt care but I dont think Kevin should tell his business like that bc now people will ask for money

I see your point. But I also think that if someone is the kind of person who would ask Ed for money, then they probably would do it whether or not they knew he’d helped out someone else. You know?

I love that this is the sort of thing Ed does for his friends, though. Even if it was just the once. (Of course, for all we know, he’s done it tons of times for different people. In fact, I’m sure he has.) But it reminds me of… when I was a kid, my dad used to own a small business. It was a video rental place - like a Blockbuster or something - except this was before DVDs were a thing so it was all VHS tapes and video game cartridges that you could rent. My siblings and I used to go to the store every day after school because both our parents worked there, and we’d do our homework there and then sit and watch tapes until closing time, which is why I have an unreasonable amount of trivia in my head about corny oldschool movies that no one has heard of. (We also had a popcorn machine like they have at theaters, and I got so sick of popcorn that I stopped eating it when I was seven and didn’t even give it another try until I was well into college.) 

Anyway, this place called Action Video moved in right next door and put us out of business. 

So, everything was repossessed by the bank. We literally had to pack up all the movies in boxes and take them to the bank. We lost the business itself, and our house, and both cars. I remember standing at the bus stop after school one day and seeing our cars being towed by and not really understanding where they were going. We waved at the towtrucks and the drivers waved back. My family moved into a house that was much too small for all of us and my dad took the first job he could find (selling insurance door to door - it was awful) and we ate spaghetti-Os for supper every night and shopped at Salvation Army and honestly I still had no idea we were poor, because my mom is actually the best mom ever and she was always coming up with games for us to play, so this whole time my parents were sinking further and further into debt, I was happily oblivious. 

It was only after I was already in my 20′s that my mom told me we almost lost that house as well, except that this man who went to church with my family (he was a dentist) heard about our situation and came over one evening with a check for my dad. It was two thousand dollars, which is a lot for someone to just give you and was even more back then. He said he just wanted to help, and that he never wanted us to pay him back, even when we got back on our feet and could pay him back. My dad’s not the kind of guy who asks other people for help, especially people who are not family, but he couldn’t not take the money because he didn’t want his kids sleeping in the street. So that money was enough to keep us afloat for another little bit, and then he found a better job in a different town and of course now everything is fine and has been for a good long while. 

I asked if daddy ever paid the guy back, and my mom said he didn’t because he was told not to. But now my dad is the manager of a department store, and around December every year there are always families coming in struggling to pay off their layaways for Christmas so their kids can have presents, and my dad always picks a few different families and helps them out with their last payments to make it easier. And my mom said it’s because of what our old dentist did for him back in the day. It’s his way of paying him back, and he does it every year even though by now he has paid back way more than what was given to him to begin with.

I think helping other people who need it is the best thing you can do as a human being. And you never know how many different lives you could touch just by helping one person when you have the opportunity. Knowing that Ed is the kind of person who does this makes me admire him even more. That guy has such a good heart! And I don’t know, maybe Kevin just told the story about Ed helping him because he wanted everyone to know what a great person Ed is. That’s why I talk about him, too. It wouldn’t be to encourage other people to pester him for money, but to prove that there are wonderful people in the world, and that even when a situation seems dire, it’s still possible for everything to work out in the end. :)