What was the best compliment you've ever received on your fanfic? When you write a story, do you ever skip ahead/write some parts before the others or do you always write the scenes in order? What are your favorite domestic fluff headcanons for Valoris?
Thank you for the lovely ask my dearest Tovarishch. 😘💕💐🦀🌻🦠
I admit I have been lucky enough to recieve some absolutely lovely compliments on my fanfiction over the years. It's hard to narrow down a favourite! Having someone draw artwork specifically for a fic, like the lovely @vandrawsing did for 'The Fitzier of It' is pretty incredible and takes some beating. People saying a story has made them laugh, or that they reread it multiple times, or that they thought about it in their daily life, is always an amazing compliment. People finding something raw and emotional to connect with in my stories, which are usually quite silly on the surface but with occaisional hidden depths, is always very gratifying. I like when readers respond to the very sudden tonal shifts I sometimes throw in. Really, any time a reader wants to talk to me at all about any aspect of something I've written is the best feeling in the world. I am all about the engagement and the discussion. 💕 As you know, Tovarishch. 😘 I cannot even respond to an ask without rambling!
Yes, I skip ahead and write some parts of the story before I have finished other bits. I try not to, but sometimes inspiration just strikes for a later scene or bit of dialogue, and I just have to get it out while the idea is fresh and in the forefront of my mind. Then it can be hard to go back and fill in the gaps if I don't have any specific ideas for them. My ideal writing state is when my head is so full of ideas that I just continuously handwrite 10,000 words without realising it and can't seem to get the words down fast enough, as happens from time to time.
Domestic fluff headcanons for Valoris... Hhmmmm... 🤔 As you know, Comrade, I am usually all about the Valoris smut, so that is indeed an intriguing question...
I like the idea of Boris drying Valery's red hair with a towel after he's gotten out of the bath or shower. Don't know why, just like it. I like the idea of Boris snatching the perma-cigarette out of the corner of Valery's mouth in order to put some aspirin or some water in there, then slipping the still-lit cigarette back in afterwards as Valery continues feverishly working on something at the kitchen table. I generally love the idea of Boris's aggressive care-giving, as we have talked about so many times before, that seems so true to his character in the show. I guess I headcanon Boris being very handy around the place, taking on both traditionally masculine and traditionally feminine household roles, cooking and dishwashing, sewing, dusting, doing little repairs and DIY, generally being a very handy and organised and well-domesticated person who probably would wear an apron of some sort when in the kitchen, all whilst Valery listens to records at loud volumes, chain smokes, writes and marks scientific papers and is generally pretty chaotic at everything apart from watering his plants and feeding his beloved cat. I guess that Boris would wonder at least once a day how Valery ever survived without his presence. I think Boris would secretly love doing these sorts of simple and mundane daily tasks because he had been too busy to do little things like that for himself during most of his career and he finds them oddly satisfying. And Valery would just sort of quietly bask in all the love and care and attention (while pouting and pretending to be annoyed by it). Like one of his plants, he would grow towards the sun (Boris).
This is more of a plot bunny than a headcanon, but in the early days of my Valoris obsession, I had an idea for a Valoris AU set somewhere peaceful and innocuous in modern day Eastern Europe, that was quite domestic in plot and scope.
Boris's adult daughter was newly divorced and working full time, and Boris was retired so he moved to town so he could babysit her small children for her. He moves into a small bungalow next door to lonely, frumpy, uppity, late-middle aged professor Valery. Boris's grandkids spend most of their time with him, running him ragged.
Valery is extremely put out by these rowdy children who have suddenly appeared next door and are causing so much noise and destruction. One day one of Boris's rambunctious grandkids scrambles through a gap in Valery's garden fence, and right, that's it, Valery's had just about enough of this! He takes the child next door, only for Boris to answer the door with another grandkid in his arms, frantic, wearing shorts, tanned legs wet from the kid's paddling pool, looking dishevelled yet silver and distinguished and like the world's hottest grandad. And Valery is just... Gone. The world's sappiest romcom ensues, and Boris's grandkids are instrumental in bringing Boris and Valery together. 😋☺️😂
Thanks again for the ask, my darling Tovarishch. xXx 🦈.