BTS and chill; just ARMYing ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ always screaming, sorry :)) she/her 🔞 annoying & loud user ahead; mute/sb if uncomfy‼️(tweets personal shitz) •~•
🐱: In 2019, we did a concert in this exact same venue. Is there anyone here who came back then?
🐱: That was before COVID and back then we performed with about half the audience size compared to today. But today, there are 88,000 people here
🐱: Out of all the shows left on our tour, this is the biggest audience, and I think today is going to be a very passionate, hot energy
🐱: Thank you so much to everyone who came today, and thank you so much for jumping along with us. Today was really great. Thank you
🐥 Suga hyung, isn't this your song too?
🐱 What?
🐥 I asked if this isn't your song.
🐱 Oh, I made that... Hearing the sound makes me so embarrassed that I can't even lift my head
Yoonmin😭😭
Normal tells its story in three acts.
It begins with celebration.
The rooms are overflowing with people, music, laughter, dancing, birthday cake, and conversation. Every frame feels alive. They're completely immersed in the moment, celebrating the simple joy of existing together. It's messy, loud, and wonderfully imperfect—the kind of night where time dissolves because you're surrounded by the people who make you feel at home.
But every celebration has a morning after.
The next time we see them, everything has changed.
The noise has disappeared. The room is almost silent. They're scattered throughout the space, each sitting alone despite occupying the same room. No one is performing anymore. The adrenaline has faded, leaving behind nothing but exhaustion.
Taehyung's bruises become impossible to ignore. Whether they're literal or symbolic almost doesn't matter. They tell us the same thing: the night left its mark. Every member looks worn down, carrying traces of something the audience never fully witnessed. The joy was real, but so was the cost of living through it.
And yet, the story refuses to end there.
In the final act, they're transformed once again.
They're dressed in immaculate black suits, standing shoulder to shoulder for what appears to be a formal portrait. Their posture is composed. Their expressions are calm. Beside them stand dogs, introducing an unexpected sense of warmth and quiet after everything that came before.
That's why I think the ending is the emotional core of the video. It doesn't erase the celebration, nor does it deny the exhaustion. Instead, it acknowledges both before showing us what comes next.
Because life doesn't stop after the party ends. You wake up tired. You carry the bruises no one else notices. You straighten your jacket. You stand in front of the camera.
You smile.
The photograph becomes the memory everyone else keeps but only the people inside that photograph know everything that happened before the shutter clicked.
Maybe that's the irony behind Normal. We often think of "normal" as a single emotional state—as happiness or sadness, celebration or grief, success or exhaustion. But this music video suggests that normal has never been one thing. It's the entire cycle. The highs. The lows. The silence after the music ends. The resilience required to get dressed the next morning and face the world again.
After thirteen years, perhaps that's what BTS are trying to say.
Life isn't defined solely by standing ovations, nor by the bruises left behind once the crowd goes home. It's defined by the willingness to experience both—to embrace the joy, endure the aftermath, and still find the strength to stand beside the people you love when the camera starts rolling again.
Maybe that is what it truly means to be normal.
The imagery of wealth, old-money nobility, and bizarre pet photoshoots in the NORMAL music video acts as a layered satirical critique of ultra-celebrity culture, highlights how public perception strips away an individual's humanity, replacing it with an untouchable, historical caricature.
There is performance of Excess here: Eating in this setting is not for survival or nourishment; it is an elaborate, highly visible performance. by staging a wildly excessive banquet overflowing with wine glasses and gourmet food, BTS is commenting on the perceived privilege of superstardom.
There is Aftermath too: In the narrative arc of the MV, these grand, chaotic celebrations quickly cut to the quiet, messy morning-after. This contrast emphasizes that behind the untouchable royal facade lies a group of ordinary people dealing with isolation once the cameras shut of.
The dog photoshoots are a direct nod to European aristocracy and early photography trends, where the ultra-wealthy commissioned formal portraits of their hounds to signal immense status. Just like the monarchs of 'the days back in the day', modern global idols are effectively trapped within their own golden cages. They are forced to perform elite, curated versions of domesticity for an audience
The bathroom is the equalizer: all individuals are human at the end of the day and have to do this mundane humanly task.
Royalty represents the ultimate historical paradox: absolute power combined with zero personal freedom. The MV was shot at Quinta da Francelha estate.
this video is painfully beautiful, how they’re happy and pretending in front of people and the smiles in front of the camera and during the aftermath they’re lost and broken, which has become their normal in their everyday life bc fame is not always glitter and glams