#uzin

[windyboi101]

I will not judge one’s own interests nor their freedom to write what they want, but when I’m looking for something ‘cute’ and simple for Nuzi, and I’m faced with this

I need to take a moment to recollect myself

[nurizziee]

Here's some Nuzi/Biscuitbites.

Hope you like em!

[ytcat123]

First time posting an edit again :3

[justablkkid]

pinkkkkkk

[filmforager]

Scrapper: Review

The Kid is (not) Alright

In last year’s Aftersun, the tender relationship between a young father and his daughter was played out against the backdrop of a memorable summer holiday. Swapping sunny Turkey for not-so-sunny East London, Scrapper explores similar themes, but is somehow 10 times as vibrant. Seen through the eyes of a 12-year-old girl, this is a bouncy and colourful film with a touching story just below the surface.

Our protagonist is Georgie (a stunning debut performance from Lola Campbell), a spirited young girl who steps up to look after herself after her mum passes away. Together with best friend Ali (a scene-stealing Alin Uzin), Georgie steals bikes to sell for parts, and evades social workers who believe she’s in the care of an ‘Uncle Winston Churchill’. However, Georgie’s world is disrupted when her long absent father (Harris Dickinson), mysteriously reappears to look after her.

As you might expect, this doesn’t go down too well, as Georgie gives a cold shoulder to the man who left her and mum high and dry. From writer-director Charlotte Regan, this explores what would happen when two people not so good at expressing their feelings are forced to co-exist. While he never speaks about his reasons for returning from his new life in Ibiza, she keeps her grieving bottled up so the world can’t see it.

Like its main character, this hides a well of emotions behind a bubbly exterior. This isn’t just a typical story where two people realize that, hey, they might be more similar than they originally thought (although there is a bit of that). Instead, it’s punctuated by dreamlike narrative flourishes and moments of magical realism, including a dazzling moment where Georgie and Ali imagine what her father does for a living, or a trippy sequence involving talking spiders. It’s all visually stunning, with a pastel color palette and a striking variety of shots that manages to turn a disused warehouse into a fairytale setting.

Not all of its ideas work - a few whimsical mock interviews involving Georgie’s schoolmates and teachers are amusing to begin with, but don’t really add anything to the plot. But Scrapper is powered by such fun and wacky energy that you’ll barely have time to realize. It helps that the cast is a joy to be around, with chemistry that feels like dynamite - just watch that hilarious scene where Dickinson and Campbell narrate the lives of two complete strangers. Dickinson is brilliant as a wacky dad who Georgie notes is more childlike than she is, with a natural charisma that slowly works away at her defenses. But the standout performer is Campbell, a naturally funny ball of energy who carries the film’s more vulnerable moments on her capable shoulders. 

Featuring sparky debuts from Campbell and Regan, Scrapper is an inventive, funny and moving story about love and loss, told with all the exuberance of childhood. 

★★★★

[noonaishere]

Music of the Heart [J.YH] - seventy-four | the great (less confined) indoors

You walked into the dance studio, where the girls of the team were dancing a routine. Mingi turned upon hearing the door open and smiled and waved you over. You walked over to where he stood at the stereo console and he gave you a big hug.

“What are they practicing for? They seem super serious.”

“Online competition.”

“Oh…” you nodded. “They look good.”

“Yeah, I think they’ll win.” He smiled at you.

You crossed your fingers and held them up for him to see. “Here’s hoping.”

You turned back to the group and they ended in their ending pose. Mingi stopped the song and clicked around as he looked for the next song.

Just as they had, the door opened and Yunho walked in. Your eyebrows ticked up in surprise, but you adjusted, and pretended like you hadn’t noticed.

He clapped for the girls and most of them ran over and said hi to him, giggling like schoolgirls.

“There’s our other guest of honor!” Mingi said after laughing at Yunho being mobbed by the girls.

Yunho said goodbye to them and walked over, seemingly surprised that you were also there.

“T/n… I didn’t know you were coming to the dance studio.”

“Mingi invited me.”

“T/n is my pet project. She needs to have someone make her leave her apartment or she never will.” Mingi volunteered.

You shot him a look of fake displeasure.

Yunho chuckled. “Hard at work?”

“Generally.” You answered. “Music doesn’t make itself.”

He smiled. “You always were a hard worker.”

Your eyes widened. You never told Mingi you and Yunho knew each other. Did Yunho tell him? You looked at Mingi, who looked from one of you to the other, confused.

“I mean--” Yunho backtracked “--Jongho told me that Hongjoong and Maddox said you are. And you make so many mashups, like you said.”

You nodded slowly. “I mean… there isn’t much else to do.”

This seemed to satisfy Mingi’s suspicions and he went back to the computer.

You nodded. 

“Umm… You could text me if you want. You know, if you’re bored. We could get to know each other better.”

You knew he was saying that for Mingi, to further create the illusion that the two of you had only met recently, but it had an added effect in your mind: you both had changed so much that you supposed it really was like you were just getting to know one another, all over again. A fresh start.

You nodded. “I do have your number now.”

He nodded, but was almost thrown by one of the dancers jumping on him. Confused, he turned, “Uzin! Hey man, what’s going on?”

They hugged.

“Long time no fucking see, man! Are you here to dance?”

“I am, actually.”

“Uh oh,” Mingi said. “Do you want your old song?”

Yunho thought for a second and his gaze settled on you for a few moments. He looked back over to Mingi with a smile, “Yeah, sure.”

Yunho put his stuff down near the mirror and stood in the center of the room, practicing a couple little moves as Mingi pulled up the song.

“‘Old song’?” You asked Mingi.

“Mhm. The song he’d always perform at busks. He’d make a ton of money.”

You chuckled. “Is it sexy?”

Mingi laughed and pressed play.

It wasn’t sexy.

Unless you were the type of person to find extremely clean and technical moves sexy. Well, you supposed there was a certain type of sexiness in someone being really good at what they do… like, really good. The way he moved was incredible: his waves were so smooth, his isolations made him look like a robot and not a human, he wasn’t offbeat for a singular second, and his feet were so fast he almost looked like he was floating. No wonder he helped to found a dance team; he was a dancer’s dancer.

He was so powerful and still so precise with his movements… It wasn’t really that he was moving to the music, it was more like the music was moving him. It was like his body was just innately responding to what it was hearing. It was kind of cool to see.

You had only seen him dance a little bit before the falling out. He had been in every school musical as an ensemble dancer, but your parents didn’t allow you to go to any. Instead, you saw him practice if you had managed to catch him during the school day, and you remembered him being good. But his lead role in a musical came after you had stopped being friends. You remember looking at the poster in the hallway, still mad at him but wondering how he was going to sound on stage; you’d only ever heard him singing in his room, after all. You couldn’t even remember what musical it was, just that his name was on the poster and that, at that point, you couldn’t even see it if you wanted to.

You supposed that the dance crew was what he did after, since he didn’t have you as a friend anymore. You couldn’t figure out if you were sad about that or not.

When the song stopped he stopped, and the dancers applauded as he bowed. He came back over to you and Mingi.

“Very nice.” Mingi nodded with a smile.

Yunho smiled. He looked at you. “Did you like it?”

“Yeah--”

“Do you guys want to sit at the mirror?” Mingi interrupted. “We have more practicing to do.”

“Oh, yeah, sorry.” You said, and you and Yunho sat on the floor with the mirror at your backs.

“You were telling me how great I was?” He said jokingly.

You chuckled. “Is that what I was doing?”

He smiled.

“You were really cool. I had no idea you could dance like that.”

He nodded. “It’s something I got into more when I moved out here… if you want to hear about it.”

“Go ahead.”

“Well, Mingi’s actually from our town and he even went to the same school as us.”

“Oh, really?”

“Mhm.”

“I don’t remember him at all.”

“When you stopped talking to me, he came over and sat with me at lunch since his own friends abandoned him for eating too slow and I was alone.”

You nodded.

“He was in a small dance team, and they normally were part of the ensemble dance cast-- that’s how they all met.”

You nodded again.

“So we got to talking during lunch in senior year and we both wanted to move to Seoul, so I joined the dance crew and we came out here and started going to outdoor dance events. People just get together and play music and dance, do dance battles, that kind of stuff.”

“Mhm.”

“We befriended a lot of the dancers-- we were actually working at a convenience store most of them would go to, and… we decided to ask a bunch of them if they wanted to form a new group in Seoul and they did.” He smiled and shrugged.

You nodded again. “Mhm. Dei and Mingi told me about the, uh… bloodless coup? When To The Beat became Wonderland’s permanent dancers.”

He laughed. “That was a little after I had left to pursue acting more seriously.”

“Why didn’t you just stay a dancer?”

He shrugged. “I like acting more, I guess. You know I loved being in plays in school… I want to be on people’s screens.”

You nodded. “I’m surprised you didn’t want to be the lead in the musicals more when we were in school, instead of just dancing.”

“What, singing?”

“Yeah. You were in one after-- in senior year, right?”

He perked up. “Did you see it?”

“You know I wasn’t allowed to go to any,” you laughed awkwardly.

“Oh.” He nodded.

“Also, uh,” you lowered your voice, “we weren’t friends anymore by then.”

He nodded again. 

You nodded back and the two of you sat in silence for a few moments as you watch Mingi and everyone else dance.

“I, um…” he started. 

You looked at him.

“I didn’t really want to be the lead in that musical.”

“No? Why? You were always a good singer. You’re a real live triple threat.”

He chuckled awkwardly. 

“Why didn’t you want to be in it?”

“Um… I never really liked singing in front of others…”

You laughed blithely. “You sang in front of me tons of times.”

“...Yeah.”

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[voidzphere]

I JUZT NOTICED MY RENTRY IMAGEZ AREN'T POPPIN UP CUZ UZIN DIZCORD AS THE HOST DOEZNT WORK ANYMORE.

WHY DIDNT U GUYZ SAY SOMETHINGGGG

UGH i'll fix it later im too busy drinkin chocolate milk

[minitt-personal]

If uzi x n was called uzin, it would save me a lot of time wasted by secondary glances when I see the other name.

[importantduckllama]

UziN is cannon cannon now N x V shippers can cry and complain all they like but that wont change anything

[callmehluzara]

HIHIHIIHIHIIII I JUST HAD A QUESTION, COULD I ADD U ON ROBLOX??? :333 (it okay if not >~<)

HEHEHEHHEHEHEJEHEH YAZ!!!! :333

Juz reply w/ ur nick cuz roblox don't work in mah skool (they limit our acess 2 our own appz uzin a network thingy dat idk what is O-o) sooo i'll add u when i get home!!! :>

[little-prince-atlas]

uzd mai crutch again!!! so hapy :3

feelz so much betta uzin it, I canz walk proprly :3

hope evry1 havin a goodz day/night!!! hehe

gona go hom nd wach x men!!!!!!

[melissa-titanium]

Is there a ship name for N x Uzi x V x Doll

AH... not that i know of :)

maybe vollzin ? voll = v x doll , dollzi = doll x uzi , uzin = uzi x n, boom big old pot. i don't know, i don't care for ships involving both doll and uzi for obvious reasons pertaining to my headcanons but. i think vollzin could be cool

[ytcat123]

“We’ll figure it out, together” is by far my favorite phrase in the English language. Bonus points if it’s said in a gentle manner and in a hurt/comfort situation. Yes, I’m talking about Murder Drones. Yes, I mean *that* scene in episode 4.

[funtime-studio]

What do you ship (Excluding oc's)

I ship

UziN

VUzi (mainly the fanart)

NV as Ex's

Dizzy

Vizzy I guess?

Khori

And maybe J x Phoebe

But it feels weird to ship myself with her.

(Ace, M, and Thad) I don't ship with anyone.

[justablkkid]

Love yourself to the fullest / +* 💕🦋🌨️

[tangylemonade]

I could tell San choreographed this right away!

I’m so impressed because as far as I’ve know we haven’t seen much of his choreography but I could still tell it was him right away from his style and delivery. That’s how memorable Sans dancing is.

This performance and video really is so beautifully and amazingly done. And the fact that Uzin is the performance director and like omg he’s like his mentor 😭 I’m just so moved as a Atiny who’s been here since the beginning.

Watching San grow as a performer and seeing him become the masterpiece he is today just feels so surreal. I love him. He’s so talented. This probably makes no sense 😆 but the voice of his body is so powerful. It draws you in and all you can do is be in awe of how masterful he is.

Watch this if you haven’t, you won’t regret it 😊