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itsaplongjourney · 2 years
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AL MANSOURA, DOHA: A little throwback during the height of the pandemic. Back when quarantine was a luxury. #37 #cdoboy #throwback #quarantinedays #whenindoha #pandemic #photooftheday #covid19era #blackandwhitephotography #selfie #memoriesthroughlenses #placesthroughlenses #plongventures #welcometomylife #itsaplongjourney #estilomasculino #modamasculina #menfashion #menwithclass #homens #sartorialist #ootdmen #fashionista #fashiongram #menwithstyle #gentlemanstyle #manwithtattoos #streetstyle #gentlemansclub #gentlemanfashion (at Doha, State of Qatar) https://www.instagram.com/p/CdI8rF4j5_6/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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xxjessabugxx · 10 months
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#throwbackthursday my birthday back in 2020 during the quarantine days . How much I don’t miss the quarantine days because it was so lonely and boring. Well, at least I had a beach day and Michael Myers cake #life #love #2020 #quarantinedays #michaelmyers #halloween
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nisiverum · 1 year
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Henlo from falls and winters long passed. 🖤🍂🍄 • • #lookslikefilm #vsco #vscocam #vscoedit #vscoedits #moody #scorpiomoon #selfie #selfiemood #itme #portraits #portraitmood #punk #punkrock #rockandroll #pulpfiction #miawallacevibes #selfies #selfiegram #selfiethursday #quarantinedays and #beforetimes #halloweenvibes #halloween #halloweeneveryday #hellislosangeles #emonite #succulents #morningdew #photodump (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkOdf-JJ4uM/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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musicalmagic · 2 years
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Quarantine Days [5]
Summary: Coronavirus has arrived to the BTS members and yourself. Grappling with boredom and the reality that, yeah, you really all were stuck in the same place for a while. Ensure that the shenanigans of your days with BTS are recounted here, and please do remember, stay in contact with those you love.
A/N: Long time, no see! Uni has been kicking my ass for a while now. Finally can write yay!
* Pairing: BTS (OT7) x reader (Idol Au)
* Word Count: 735
* Genre: Fluff
* Warnings: None
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5 days was all it took. Just, five days. And everybody had already submitted at least one song to you to look over. Namjoon and Taehyung were the quickest, which isn’t all that surprising; Yoongi and Hoseok closely tied for second, fast at composition. Jimin was a fitting third, writing lyrics quickly yet purposefully. While Seokjin and Jungkook were both perfectionists and had taken them until the fifth day.
The biggest thing you noticed was the similarities between each of the members’ lyrics, themes, and overall compositional style. All of it was, to say the least, miserable. The only noticeable difference between all seven tracks was Life Goes On. Previous to that though, the boys had been in the studio recording Dynamite, a song you were a little hesitant about, but the boys had reassured you with big smiles and happy grins. To see them happy was all you really needed; all you cared about in honesty.
Thinking back on it, Jungkook was probably the most excited. He had been practicing his English and pronunciation in earnest once he found out the approval from HYBE had gone through. The maknae being in such a cheery mood brought up everyone’s spirits.
One afternoon he was jumping in glee as he declared over and over, “You know, ARMY will be delighted to hear this, right? Right?”
“That recording booth will be mine!” He vowed to the room, and you were slightly terrified at the determination in his bunny hopping eyes.
Jimin was laughing, nearly collapsing off his chair and bumping his head, as Jungkook continued to rattle on about recording. Everybody was more than happy to be in the studio, if meant not being stuck in the same, increasingly cramped spaces, about the dorm.
The miracle of laying down vocals was all that BTS could think about really, as you set up the studio alongside Yoongi. Plugging in the XLR cables, booting up your preferred DAW — pro tools, adjusting pop filters; anything to keep your hands busy and your mind at bay. Yoongi was just about finished with straightening a sound proof panel that had fallen off when Taehyung, Jimin, and Jungkook ambushed the poor man in the vocal booth, surprisingly startling him (a rare, and a miraculous feat in of itself). You just chuckled when you heard the muttering from Yoongi as he trudged into the main studio, him slowly closing the heavy door to prevent the annoying high-pitched sound from pressure that you and all BTS producers complain about dealing with.
Now, the space was set and ready for the obnoxious maknae-line to record their parts. This being the chorus sections. Pressing play, the three quickly laid down a demo, figuring out the timing and whatnot. Taehyung kept giggling in between, causing you and Yoongi to both sigh and shout to the receiver “restart”.
Recording was both fun and stressful because of the maknae-line.
The hyung­-line was just as bad, mainly because Namjoon in between his takes would sing the chorus purposefully off key, which made Hoseok snort and Seokjin to laugh most of the time. Yoongi with a small smile on his face.
You throughout the entire process rolled your eyes, at this point your eyes were becoming squares, as you stared at the waveforms of each members’ various takes, cleaning them up and making it a usable demo as possible to send to HYBE for approval.
The real fun (or hell for you), was when they all came in to do the last part of the song, and, well, it was loud. These seven men were just about to tear you a new ear hole with how many decibels they were subjecting you too.
You had enough at one point and just, “Hey! Guys, I need you all to quiet down for this yeah?”
Success.
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Starfish. Somebody in the group had come up with a brilliant new way of calming everyone down, which honestly you were out of the loop on who. Regardless, all of BTS and you lied down in a circle, recording finished and everybody exhausted, and you all spread out like a starfish.
Namjoon said something along the lines of “creating a synchronised dance”, or, similar to that.
You huffed amused with that statement, but went along with it.
People do weird things when they’re bored, you noted.
The question now becomes, what will they look forward to now?
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così.
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“welcome in the chaos” inside a book from the 80s
May 2020
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robinpearls · 3 years
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herphotographyblog · 4 years
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Sunrise in Helsinki 
December, 2017
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vintageholicblog · 3 years
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Για κάποιο λόγο όσα χρόνια θυμάμαι τον εαυτό μου, δεν αγαπούσα τα jeans. Κάπως δεν ταίριαζαν με το στιλ μου, κάπως προτιμούσα πιο άνετα υφάσματα, γενικώς τα απέφευγα γιατί δεν ένιωθα καλά μέσα σε αυτά. Φέτος όμως αυτό άλλαξε, όπως και πολλοί άλλοι προσωπικοί μου "κανόνες" στιλ και ομορφιάς που τροποποιήθηκαν χάρη σε νέες πηγές έμπνευσης και ερεθίσματα. Βρήκα τρόπο να φέρνω στα μέτρα μου διάφορα looks που πίστευα πως δε θα μου ταίριαζαν ποτέ, και ειδικά αυτή την τόσο μονότονη περίοδο που διανύουμε, η ανανέωση, ακόμα κι αν είναι μόνο στιλιστική, είναι απαραίτητη. Να μαι λοιπόν με το πρώτο μου jean, σε ένα από τα αγαπημένα μου ανοιξιάτικα looks. 💖 #ootd #whatiwore #mangojeans #ootdgreece #styleblogger #ootdsocialclub #lookoftheday #mirrorselfie #vanitymirror #quarantinedays #peachdecor #frenchstyle https://www.instagram.com/p/CNAbFDplKli/?igshid=1wqplbu67rzsh
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Athens, 2020
via Ηλιας Σαντανς
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kstsworld · 4 years
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turanveboya · 3 years
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herhangi bir elin eskizi. 5x5 cm #art #artoftheday #artphotography #hand #charcoaldrawing #sketch #quarantinedays #pathetic https://www.instagram.com/p/CKrp2YLAfd8/?igshid=1nv15mrprmt6m
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psychochhori · 4 years
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Lob mehh thoda!😂😂
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musicalmagic · 3 years
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Quarantine Days [4]
Summary: Coronavirus has arrived to the BTS members and yourself. Grappling with boredom and the reality that, yeah, you really all were stuck in the same place for a while. Ensure that the shenanigans of your days with BTS are recounted here, and please do remember, stay in contact with those you love.
A/N: Hello. I bring you more angst because I’m sad today ://. Happy PTD and Butter!!! Hehehhh
* Pairing: BTS (OT7) x reader (Idol Au)
* Word Count: 814
* Genre: Angst, Fluff
* Warnings: Coronavirus
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You were, suffice to say, confused with what was happening before you. Yoongi was arguing with Namjoon; in the loudest voice he could muster. Now, Yoongi rarely shows his anger, always a genuine person in his reactions, if he was annoyed, he showed it, if he was bored, it was present. Happiness would radiate. Anger and frustration would then be booming. Today, was not a good day. After the announcement by HYBE that the tour was to be postponed, and the concept of cancelled begun to weave through the boys’ head. Their performances they had been practicing was starting to look like it was all for nothing, really dug into all.
Namjoon commented that it wasn’t over yet, but Yoongi’s bitterness towards everything got the best of him. Where he tried to hold it in, but when Namjoon remarked, “Just wait,” he exploded.
Beforehand, you questioned if any of the boys would become irritated at the news, when Bang PD had messaged you privately, 10 minutes before the announcement. He knew, in a way, that someone would react in this way. So you also texted Namjoon to break the news with ease, briefing him with the situation.
But, when it came to ARMY, the boys were distraught, to say the least. Yoongi was one of the saddest. Frankly you yourself was tearing up when you read it earlier. All of the boys were crying, hiccupping and piling on top of each other for comfort.
Bated breath and shaky hands, Jimin tore Namjoon and Yoongi a-part. If Namjoon couldn’t think well, he could at least.
“STOP!” He screamed, “What would yelling at each other do?”
Yoongi fell to the ground in a heap. Wrapping his arms around his legs and curling in himself. Quivering as he sobbed. Your world cracked seeing him cry this way. Namjoon was no better, who was on the verge of breaking too.
“Will it get better?” A teary Jungkook asked.
“Possibly,” Seokjin replied, red in the ears and wiping his tears away.
Hoseok, oh the usually sunshine man, was similar to Yoongi. But was in the foetal position, turning away from the rest of the group. Hiccupping into his elbows.
Nobody wanted to practice today.
And for the first time in years, the BTS dorm was completely quiet. Save for the bump of chairs, the tripping on carpet (an exclaim of fucks in the air, which most had fallen getting up off the floor), and the sad slams of doors. Nothing at all.
You sat in the living room, and mindlessly scrolled through your phone. Glassy, like looking through a foggy window, and you could barely make out the words you were reading. Every blink rolled tears down your cheeks. Wet with the promise of more to come.
This, was the normal now.
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BTS had finally gathered courage to enter the living room, fixing the large space for practice, after about a week and a bit. Hoseok looked like he hadn’t slept in days, Jimin was a little sensitive, a hangover you suspected, Taehyung and Namjoon were tied in dirty stains on their shirts, Seokjin and Yoongi looked hopped up on caffeine, and Jungkook just, looked lifeless.
You sighed, as they started playing ON, stretching as they listened. Remembering. No one spoke to each other as they relaxed their muscles. In sync though. You sighed once more, and Hoseok turned his head around, giving a gentle yet tight smile, you returned it.
They got into position a little while after, syncing up their title track ON with a metronome, out of practice. While COVID had sucked them of motivation, they still kept up the movements. Fluid, sharp, rolling, relaxed, sweat beading down temples, and the voices of seven strained men.
All of them released pent up energy in this mock performance, treating it as such, their muscles ached, and you sat in one corner of the room, mesmerised. Once it was over, you rushed to the kitchen for the cooled drink bottles, as well as music, you could do your best to support them. So, that’s what you did. Encouraging them as you handed over their labelled drinks, “proud of you”, was your most used phrase these days.
Each thanked you, but wordlessly drank. Everyone was standing around blankly staring at each other. Seokjin had the bright idea to play Zero O’clock, and, well, everyone begun to cry again.
It was relentless afterwards, their dancing got steadily more and more intense. The burn of their muscles, the burn of their anger, their sadness, seeping, rushing into their throbbing bodies.
They ending once all songs were exhausted from MOTS: 7. Every single one done, thoroughly. The practice began in the morning. It was now well into the evening.
Without a word, the boys cleaned up, and went to the showers.
This was going to get worse before it got better.
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divyanir · 4 years
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Play A Role..!!!
Someone close to my heart and mind brought this to my attention in a very effective way that when we are born, we play a role first as a daughter, sister, friend, girlfriend, wife, mother and sooo on. It’s a role. It’s just a role!
Societal pressure says you are incomplete if you skip a role. If you skip a role of a wife and a mother and soo on then you are incomplete.. you are complete as a person as a whole. It’s just a role..! A relation cannot define kinda a person you are. You play that character, learn from it. Either you turn out to be a pathetic actor or you play it with utter grace. And when the time comes, you simply take a bow and move ahead to experience another role.
The best you can do is just be simply you and give it your all in those roles.
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Pavlos Fissas lives, fuck the nazis
Street market in Kipseli, Athens
January 2020
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