I’m so sick of seeing the trainees being bashed for simple mistakes. Some trainees didn’t even do anything wrong but still get bashed because some people hate on everything unless their fave is doing well and even then they still do it.
Scandals started even before the first episode aired, Maroo Entertainment’s Han Jongyeon got shit on for his past actions. I honestly didn’t have a problem with him leaving the competition because he deserved consequences for what he did, but what we forget sometimes is that it’s not our place to judge or say anything on the matter. Whether he did something or not we don’t know the full story so why stick your nose in a place where it doesn’t belong. I’m not saying you can’t have an opinion but don’t “take matters I to your own hands” and hate on a trainee when all the information you know came out of an allkpop article. It is not your business, you aren’t involved in anyway, so why are you over there making a fool out of yourself by cussing out a trainee that might never see your comments.
Kang Daniel got shit on for his actions, I understand that he did make a terrible decision and should have thought it through but it’s a simple mistake. He apologized and got dealt with by the Produce 101 staff so why do you think that your two cents are needed? The kid gets hated on and will continue to get hated on regardless of what he chooses to do because of a simple mistake. Get off your high horse, realize that you too have made mistakes and leave him alone. What do you get out of hating on a 22 year old that is just trying to make his dreams come true? at the end of the day he’s doing something with his life and you’re sitting at home using foul language because you lack the intelligence to voice your opinion in a civilized manner.
Lee Daehwi, better known as “the kid that did absolutely nothing to you”. What did he do exactly? “He’s arrogant” acknowledging your skills and having your best be enough to be one of the best is arrogance? He got hated on for being the center because apparently you can be an absolute mess on stage and be worshipped as long as you’re handsome. Beauty is subjective so I’m not going to fight you on your opinion, even if I’m my eyes Daehwi has a cute lil face that is idol worthy, but you know to each their own. The hate that he gets got so bad that he felt that he couldn’t be disappointed for being ranked lower than he had hoped for, it got so bad that he didn’t volunteer to be center for playing with fire, it got so bad that he felt that he had to say “I know I’m ugly but please vote for me” during his “it’s meringue time” video. Daehwi is beyond talented, I do believe that he is a force to be reckoned with and so do you because if you didn’t you wouldn’t bash him to make your faves look better.
Im Youngmin has to be the most heartbreaking for me. How would you feel if you got hated on because you were with someone you love? I don’t expect you to think about that why would you? You’ve proven that you’re about as selfish and petty as it can get, so why would you put yourself in somebody else’s place? All of those comments scolding him for dating someone are completely unnecessary, frustrating, and well stupid. It’s not his or his girlfriend’s fault that you feel entitled to a 22 year old just because he’s on the path of becoming a public figure. Princess he’s not yours to do with as you please, he’s not here to do as you say, he’s human and him and every idol out there should be treated as such. Idols, soon to be idols, and/or trainees do not give up their humanity when they decide on this lifestyle. YOU DO NOT GET TO TELL THEM WHAT TO DO. YOU DO NOT GET TO DESTROY THEIR FRIENDSHIPS OR RELATIONSHIPS BECAUSE YOU ARE DELUSIONAL. But you do, you do it anyways, you hurt the people you say you love because you are a spoiled brat that can’t handle not getting what they want. I hope Youngmin and his girlfriend get through this and live happily ever after just to spite you all. I hope that they shove their relationship down your throat so we can see you foaming at the mouth in the corner, but that’s the thing. You see you don’t really care, it’s all temporary. One day you love this celebrity and say that you’ll be in love forever and the next you find somebody new to obsess over (god help them). For you it’s temporary, for them it’s there forever, that situation is a part of their life. Maybe you ruined a relationship that meant the world to them, maybe you ruined their chances of being successful, maybe you damaged their mental health. You’re not paying for your actions, they are, but you don’t care. If your fave isn’t in love with you then he can’t be in love with anybody? Please rethink your psychotic mentality and stop being a waste of oxygen for the rest of us.
I’m so sick and tired of trainees/idols being bashed for nothing. They deserve to be happy just like you and me. You say you love them, how about you stop saying it and start showing it?
It was only a couple stops
in on his renewed tour that Steve (with Pepper’s know-how) switched tactics (a
little) and shifted to promote wellness activities for the elderly instead of
just ways to help them vote and access local civic services.
The man he’d met (Arthur,
he’d learned) that was in the very first photo that went viral had said
something that had stuck with Steve – the seniors had to find a way to get to
the services they needed, rather than the other way around, or even meeting halfway.
He’d been doing some
research between tour locations and a number of places around the world had
started to combine senior housing with student housing or senior centers with
preschools. Steve loved the idea and was
determined to raise enough funding and public interest to get several similarly
structured locations off the ground in New York.
With every then-and-now
photo that was published and every visit he made covered by some sort of media,
he inched closer to his goal and in his spare time he arranged calls or (when
possible) meetings with city planners and developers and educational
administrators and care providers.
It was little more than a year
later when a preschool-senior center opened up in Queens. Steve was there for the grand opening, and to
watch Arthur and a little girl with pigtails do a puzzle together.
But Eve! Why would we want to run when you're so pretty?
“Well you’re no fun!” the Primarina grunts, her face displaying a look of disgust and disappointment. “But, you’re already here, so I see no point in letting you go. Considering the fact you probably wouldn’t leave anyway!” She complains to themselves as she attempts to figure out what to do. “oh well” She sighs, reluctantly moving over to their victim. “I’m not one to be merciful. whether you struggle or not, the end result will be your death.” She leans in close to their victims ear and softly sings a short melody. Then almost instantly they collapsed. Eve looked down at the now lifeless body, “What a boring person” she sighed as she hopped away. “hopefully the next one actually puts up a fight”
Verse Headcanon: Though I hesitate to use the comparison, Haxus is almost like a giant typical cat in that he’ll only interact with you out of necessity until HE gets the impression that you’re OK to spend extended time around (see: not stressful or annoying to spend time around), in which case he’ll probably grace you with his presence in the form of flopping across your lap if he’s not having a particularly good day, or even if he simply feels like it. (Bonus fact: if he tolerates the person enough to be doing this, then he’ll generally accept any curious ear/head scratches they feel like giving.)
The blunt blow strikes on his already aching side and Illya is too tired to fight back anymore. Too many hits from too many people. Now the hits only come from one man, but it’s all too much. The sharp kick knocks the feet from under him, and he collapses on the dusty concrete floor. Illya hits his head, temple scrapes on the coarse floor, his blood stains it. The next kick hits his torso, makes him slump onto his broken ribs. Every panting breath of the dusty air is like inhaling fire. He can taste the blood and his tongue can feel the split lip. Vision blurs when he still tries to get up. A new kick makes his body scream in panic when the pain rushes through his bruised flesh. The pain is sharp, cuts him, feels more like knives than kicks.
The sound of the gunshot is relieving. Soon it’ll be over and the pain will stop. Illya lets himself slump back to the dust and dirt and rocks on the floor. He can’t see the man anymore but he can hear footsteps. His eyes try to focus when someone comes closer. He only recognizes Gaby when he already moves his sore arm to cover himself. Her small hands touch him, softly guides his arm back down, when there is no reason to cover from her.
The pale light from the windows of the abandoned warehouse building makes the dust in the air glow around Gaby, and for a moment she looks like an angel who is there to collect him. Her voice trembles when she asks is he okay, when she tells that help is coming and he is going to be fine. It takes a moment for Illya to realize that Gaby’s bullet hit the other man instead of him. Her hand wipes blood from his chin and it’s so soft when everything surrounding him is hard.