Here’s the thing, Enzo is clearly the underdog, and Ilike underdogs. When he tells Bonnie that he waited all his life for someone to care about him the way she did that should have incited something in me, at the very least pity. BUT none of his trauma or pity worthy events in his life can take away from the fact that he is completely useless which is why I don’t give a fuck about him. Most underdogs have at least one redeemable quality that makes them important to the plot, or in Bonnie’s case ALL of the qualities since she was the most important character, but I can’t think of one reason for Enzo. He was there to sit pretty and shut up.
does anyone else have a hard time with writing damon’s voice in fics? why is his voice so oddly specific
Weirdly I don’t have an issue writing him and you think I would given all the flack I give him but it’s for the reason it’s hard for you, his voice is oddly specific.
When writing his dialogue I I always make sure he’s never direct. I do that with most characters because I don’t like dialogue as exposition but with him I have to do it in a special way where to the point that he’s avoiding whatever the topic is altogether because that’s his characterization.
His actions I can make sense of when writing because while his impulsive randomness is apart of his characterization Plec still managed to make that OOC, but I use the same rule as with his dialogue, never direct, does everything to avoid being direct because no matter what it’s never something he wants to do. Which is also a weird facet of his character, with as selfish and self serving as he is he never really does the thing he wants to, everything is an inconvenience.
But probably what you’re having issues with is that though his voice is oddly specific, it’s also all over the place, particularly when Elena is involved. Considering you like this ship to a degree you might get his actions while he’s with her or their about her, but from what I’ve observed they turn his character into what I’m going to call PlecBot which essentially is doing everything Plec wants him to do via fanservice and completely ignoring his characterization.
Like when Elena broke up with him and he starts murdering mindlessly. Now him being a murderer isn’t news or out of the ordinary but his motives were as in he had none. His reasoning for killing has always been off, but there was at least some semblance of logic to it, like he’s hungry, annoyed, hell I’ll even take bored as a reason because that’s right up his alley. But randomly killing people with a guy you feel guilty about because he’s sad??? doesn’t make a lick of sense since that’s not what he does when he’s sad, he wallows, kills people and wallows, but always wallows which none of that happens. In fact I would even say he was sad which brings me back to what are you motives?
And over the course of the show he’s done several things in this vein that makes you ask, “what are you motives?” The answer usually is “to create Delena drama” which is stopped watching in season 5 because they had exhausted that with me, a casual viewer, bu that point. Anyway my point is that he has some very specific and strong characterization that often gets lost in Plec’s Delena fantasy which makes him a hard character to peg down because his identity almost seems like to be that but it’s not. That’s not a character, it’s Enzo (who I’ve often described as pieces of a character) but if he had something distinguishable about him. And there are distinguishable things about him unfortunately they aren’t there much after season 1 maybe 2 and they do sorta come back more frequently in seasons 6-8 but as long as his sole motives are “delena drama” without any basis for it they become lost and that masks his character (pretty well I might add).
Summary: “If it hurts, repeat it.” – Ursula K. LeGuin. BonKaiNora Oneshot
With an inhale, she wakes. It takes her a moment to recalibrate, get settled into her skin. A slender brown arm is tossed over her bare waist and Nora slides her fingers around the attached hand, bringing it to her mouth for an affectionate smooch. Then she eases her way out of the bed, slips her cherry-blossom pink robe over her naked body, and makes her way to her destination down the hall.
Nora plops herself on Kai’s bed and the ripple of her weight through the mattress wakes him. As he sits up, groggy and cantankerous, she primly informs him of something she thinks he desperately needs to know.
“I don’t like men, but I like you. Quite a lot actually.”
Kai stops his grumbling at the sound of her voice and looks at her. The soft dawn light filters through the sheer blue curtains, forms a halo around his tousled hair. Nora thinks he’s rather comely this way and her heart swells. She wants to wrap him up in her arms and shield him from the worst of the world, although she’s come to find that Kai has a harder bite than many of the worst.
Bonnie might have saved Kai because it was the right thing to do, but Nora had reasons of her own when she decided to help her girlfriend: something about the siphon unlocked a sense of kinship and a desire to protect. Nora rarely cared for anyone beyond herself and her ilk – she wouldn’t piss on stranger if they were on fire simply because it inconvenienced her, but she would be the one in flames for someone she loved. The moment she saw Kai, something in her shifted and seeing Bonnie’s intentions written on her face, Nora knew immediately what she was going to do. Even if she couldn’t bring herself to be attracted to him quite like that, she thinks this tenderness, this desire to protect and please, was enough love for them both that her lack of attraction didn’t matter.
“What?” she questions. Kai had spoken while she mused.
“Why are you telling me this?” he repeats, voice gravelly and a few octaves lower than his usual tone. It reminds her of things like intimacy and playfulness, and Nora wants to snuggle in him like bedding. Instead, she levels him with a chastising look.
“You had sex with my girlfriend,” she scolds him. Kai tenses at her inflection, but his brow crumples.
“Was I…not supposed to?” On anyone else it would be the kind of sass that Nora would gleefully beat out of them. On Kai, it’s genuine confusion.
“It’s a generally frowned upon exercise.”
“I’m sorry,” he replies.
“Are you?” she leans back on one arm and cocks her head at him.
It’s her best angle and she knows how the lighting must be hitting her. The top of her silken pink robe parts subtly. Her eyes track the bob of Kai’s larynx as he swallows. She watches the pupils in his grey-blue eyes grow larger and she bites back her smirk. Nora’s beauty is her favorite armament.
The lusts of men had always amused her. She’s a lesbian, but she didn’t look like what they often expected a gay girl to look like, and she took malicious pleasure in turning them into simpering idiots with a few smoldering gazes and licked lips; she could even sympathize with their plight. Being at the whims of a pretty girl who knew her own sensuality was rough business. Bonnie had her at her beck and call.
But poor Kai, falling victim to two such women at the same time
My wife and I were were talking the other day and, I don’t remember what we were even talking about, but the idea came up that we would need an oreo for. I joked about getting one from my secret stash. This is where she made her mistake. She said “oh right, like you could have an Oreo stash without me knowing about it.”
I’m sorry?
That’s a challenge.
Oreos aquired.
I’m going to hide them in a super simple place at first
But be sure to follow this post while I chronicle all the ways and places I hide them and also how I plan on taunting her with cookies while she can’t find the package
She is out of the house for a moment so it’s time to enjoy a few cookies
And find a new hiding spot
Hehehe
They up there
Normally I’m a Oreos with milk kinda guy, but I’ll take coffee if coffee is available
Now to hide them right under her nose
She never looks under the TV for anything. Tonight when we are watching Halloween Wars I’ll have a big dopey grin on my face
Time to up the stakes. It was fun having em here and hiding them around her while she didn’t know what was happening. Bit now it’s time for her to be in on the game she is playing
Four cookies packed in her lunch. Game on
I’ve been cleaning house today and feeling like I’ve done a pretty good job. Time to reward myself with some delicious Oreos
Aaaaand put them where she would never find them in a million years
🙂
Got up early this morning and helped pack everyone’s lunch. Pulling a damn Oprah over here
You get some cookies! You get some cookies! Everyone gets cookies!
Then a devious idea struck me…
I put the remaining Oreos in a baggie to hide by themselves. Now to “hide” the package where it will probably be found…
And pin the actual stash to the inside of the closet wall
If you two weren’t already married I’d beg you to marry her because you two are obviously perfect for each other and I love this post with all my heart
This guy’s dopey grin at his success at hiding oreos is exactly what I’m here for
You like that eh? Well you are going to love today’s installment
Look at that. So sad. So few Oreos left
Guess I’ll just pin em right to the middle of the wall in the middle of the living room. She’ll never find em there
Oh, guess I should put this back up
Bwa ha ha ha! You guys! You guys don’t understand! I was planning on doing this and when I got home and looked at it I was like “aww, it’s too thin. They won’t fit.” I even TOLD my wife this and how I was disappointed that I wouldn’t be able to hide them back there.
But then I looked again. They dooooo
Thank you all so much for the love. I knew y’all would like this, but I had no idea you would like it THIS MUCH. People calling us “goals” and stuff… Man…. It’s kinda hard to take in ya know? Anyways: if this post gets Over 9000™ before I get off work today I will pick up Halloween Oreos on my way home and this will not stop
POC of TVD 