Headcanon ficathon!

[reikah]

Well, it's been a while since the Olympics, so I thought I'd throw this here as a fun community event (don't worry, this isn't the summer challenge/contest, I'm still ironing that out).

Welcome to the Kurofai headcanon meme!

What is a headcanon? A headcanon, for those of you not familiar with the terminology, is "An idea, belief, or aspect of a story that is not mentioned in the media itself, but is accepted by either the reader themselves or the fandom in general. If it is confirmed by the author of the story, it becomes canon." (Thanks, urban dictionary!) Examples might include 'Fai has terrible metabolism, his feet get very cold' or 'one of Mokona's 108 techniques is Vibrate Mode' or anything else you feel is true but never confirmed in the text. Not all headcanons are worksafe.

How it works:

You leave a comment with one of your Kurofai headcanons. You can do so signed into a dreamwidth account or anonymously, for those of you without dreamwidth accounts/with embarrassing headcanons.

Someone else will write a short story based around your headcanon, and post it as a reply to you.

In short, it works a lot like clampkink - but for headcanons rather than kinks!

Anonymous commenting is enabled, but you do not need to post headcanons/stories anonymously if you don't want to. I'm also going to go ahead and label this post NOT WORKSAFE preemptively, so please be careful browsing where your computer access is monitored! Stories can be as long and short as you like, and as SFW/NSFW as you feel like, or, if you prefer, you can fill with fanart instead - both are excellent. For our rules on threesomes or moresomes, check the comm rules in our profiles.

That's all the nitty-gritty out of the way - now let's go ahead and share some headcanons!

Filled Headcanons
Fai's hands hurt after the tower - filled by cloverfield
Holitsuba!Fai gives Kurogane finger puppets to help him teach sex ed - filled by Anon
Fai always could use chopsticks - he just pretended not to as part of his harmless idiot act - filled by eijentu
Fai doesn't like to sleep alone - filled by Anon
Tomoyo hand-stitched Fai's furisode herself - filled by ereshkigali
Fai is disappointed to be alive after Outo - filled by farenmaddox
Kurogane is an absolute SAP - filled by zelinxia
When Fai began to suspect what was going on with Ashura, he evacuated the survivors of Ceres to another world, which the travelers then encounter during their journey - filled by Anon
Kurogane forced Fai to feed the first time in Infinity - filled by farenmaddox
Kuro-sama likes being tied up - filled by cloverfield
Yama & Outo - Kurogane realises he's fallen for Fai - filled by rinoa11
Kurogane had a crush on an older ninja who acted like Fai, who died - filled by zelinxia
Kurogane is really bad in bed the first time - filled by tsubasafan
BB!Fai remained friends with the little freckled girl from Ceres - being filled by farenmaddox
Kurogane expresses his love in subtle ways ("the moon is beautiful tonight," touching just the edge of Fay's sleeve, etc) - filled by zelinxia
Post-series, Fai needs to hear Kurogane's heartbeat to reassure himself his happiness isn't a dream - filled by uakari
Fai - real Fai, the one that died - was the older twin - filled by anon
Fai - real Fai, the one that died - was the older twin - filled by farenmaddox
Fai feels guilt over Kurogane's scars, and Kurogane thinks he needs to keep them hidden from Fai - filled by ereshkigali
Kurogane and Fai get married/bonded before the xxxHolic epilogue - filled by caffeine_buzz
Fai starred in a porn film during the group's travels & had fun - filled by misskirichan
Kuro-papa survived minus an arm and has been roaming dimensions looking for his son - filled by anon
Holitsuba - Yuuko & Fay have had sex before - filled by misskirichan
Holitsuba!Kurogane, Fai, and Yuui are all in a mutually satisfying relationship - filled by misskirichan
Holitsuba!Kurogane is the first person who hasn't been jealous of Fai and Yuui's closeness - filled by kittenkin
Kurogane prefers it when Fai tops - filled by xwittychickx
Fai feels guilt over Kurogane's scars, and Kurogane thinks he needs to keep them hidden from Fai - filled by sotongsotong
Kurogane is an absolute SAP - filled by anon
BB!Fai remained friends with the little freckled girl from Ceres - filled by anon
Kurogane forced Fai to feed the first time in Infinity - filled by sotongsotong

Unfilled Headcanons
Kurogane's father trained him the way Kurogane trained Syaoran.
Kurogane had a case of performance anxiety before he and Fai had sex the first time.
Kurogane is a virgin. Fay is not.
Kurogane takes particular notice of how Fai smells. Fai changes soap and Kurogane has to work up the courage to ask him to change it back.
Fai starts to experience some of Sakura's memories after C!Syaoran stores her feathers in his eye.
Fai and Yuui were born on a national holiday; this is considered an ill omen for Valeria
Kurogane accidentally kills his father during the fall of Suwa
Kurogane & Fai resettle Suwa post-series, and Kurogane grows his hair out like his father
Kurogane has a well-worn notebook filled with terrible poetry. Fai enjoys flipping through the pages and trying to guess which world each was written in.
Holitsuba - Kurogane and Fai keep tracking of whose on top with different coloured condoms. Fai steals Kurogane's in order to top more.
Fai slept around in Ceres (with men and women), but Kurogane is his first steady significant other.
Holitsuba!Kurogane hums to himself when he's in a good mood.
Fai is a creature composed out of magic, rather than human.
Kurogane's conscience sounds A LOT like Tomoyo.
Kurogane was devastated by Fai's 'good morning, Kurogane'.
Post-Clow arc: When Sakura and Syaoran went into the tube o'doom, they left their bodies as empty shells on the floor. Touya found them, and moved them into a long-term care wing at a hospital; waiting for their souls to come home again.
Fai is musically gifted, and every song he plays represents a specific memory/event from his life. Kurogane comes to realize this without Fai knowing it.
Kurogane is the worst boyfriend ever.
The other dimensional versions of Chi, Hideki and the twins live happily.
Fai was a virgin until he met Kurogane because Ashura-ou had some non-fatherly feelings towards him and though he couldn't openly have Fai he could stop others from even thinking of approaching Fai, and none dared to oppose the king.
Fai is uncomfortable with the Japanese way of bathing where everyone just strips naked and soak together.
Fai knew that he would live much longer than Kurogane and while traveling with Tsubasa!Shaoran has been trying to find a way for Kurogane and him to share the same lifespan.
Kurogane is loud in bed.
Kurogane and Fai shared a tent in Yama; Fai felt dirty after being assaulted by soldiers and begged Kurogane to clean him. They had sex regularly after that.

Comments

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ANONYMOUS COS WHY NOT?

Headcanon: Tomoyo handstitched Fai's furisode herself

[ereshkigali]

working on something for this!

[ereshkigali]

[I now have seventeen tabs on furisode open. This was educational.]

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Because she can appreciate the occasional value of subtlety, and because she feels it would be an imposition to map to a man she has never met any pattern of her own choosing, she applies to her choice of the stranger's cloth more than even her customary care.

Its tall weighted tan has lain a long time in the dark beneath beams of cedar. It has spent most of its life packed in close between bolts of rinzu and chirimen, all heavy damasked things written over with stitching like stone by water: but this bolt, when she unrolls it across the lacquered pinewood floors, is blank. She sits a long while taking stock of its weight and give, gauging the grain so as to know just how it will fall and fold once cut. It still smells strongly of camphor, although that will fade soon enough with use. She could have chosen fabric thick with flowering trees or birds in flight, tigers or wheels or stars, fish or dragons, but instead she opts for this: an icy expanse of the very quietest blue, crisp under her fingers as new frost. She has seen, on certain cold infrequent nights, the shadow of that tower, the many madnesses of that king: she knows the endless silence of a dead world.

She measures the migoro with chalk and gooseblooded twine, allowing room for adjustment and fashioning the long sleeves to fall with grace. The kosode she cuts from dark cotton, a softer warmer stuff that she hopes will be kind to the stranger's cold skin. That it is of the same weave as Kurogane's clothes is, she archly informs one curious handmaiden, entirely a coincidence. She speaks through silk, and always has, but is content to allow multiple readings to her work. For the obi she supposes that a soft check will do, favouring simplicity once again - she created for the princess a work of art, intricate and rich, and had enormous fun while doing so. Here, she decides, she can afford to be subtle.

Her sole imposition, in the end, is the careful curved stamp of her office on each shoulder, which small vanity she allows herself by way of a signature. She has loved Kurogane since they were both very small, when he was still half-wild with grief and horror, and has sought endlessly for a way to bring to him a measure of peace, to protect him as he has protected her. In this, she knows already that has failed. She pricks her finger as she embroiders the shoulder of Kurogane’s kimono, but the blood soaks into the red thread and leaves no stain.

She has dreamed enough of the pale stranger to think that she will love him, too, and happily, on meeting him, she finds that she does, although he is somewhat quieter than she had suspected: his cheeks are hollow and his face is grey, his voice very hoarse. The kind boy with the sad eyes embraces him once and gently before leaving him to himself, which only seems to make him want to cry again. Tomoyo, for her part, wraps the kosode warmly around his sharp-boned shoulders and layers the furisode atop it with great care, fusses around him and pokes him unrepentently with pins in an effort to tease some life into him. It works, in a way: his eyes soften gradually, and by the time she chivvies him around so that she can tie his obi, there is some colour in his cheeks.

‘Thank you,’ he says, when she is done: takes the end of one long sleeve into his lap and presses it between finger and thumb as though marveling. ‘It’s very beautiful. It must have taken a lot of a work.’

‘Sewing for friends is one of the world’s great pleasures,’ she informs him briskly, and reaches up to push his long hair from his eyes: smiles at him when he smiles, hesitantly, at her. ‘And we are friends, you know. I won’t take no for an answer.’

‘I’ll just have to be your unwilling hostage-friend, then,’ he says, in a weak voice, and makes a valiant effort at a laugh. ‘What a terrible fate.’

‘You’ll never escape my clutches,’ she warns him, tucking his hair behind his ears.

He laughs again, then lets his smile drop as though exhausted by the effort. His single visible eye is still deeply shadowed in the misty evening twilight that spills in through the paper screens. She does not push him any further, but pulls a scrap of red lace from her lacquered box of oddments and removes a small sandalwood comb from her sleeve.

‘Kurogane should be awake before very long,’ she says, as she moves behind him and begins to comb out his hair, noting how he flinches at the name. ‘Tomorrow morning at the outside, but I think it will be tonight. Will you come with me, and speak to him?’

He takes a long time to answer. She waits patiently, combing his hair in the way that her sister did for her, once: fixes the ribbon in place and admires the effect of it against the stark pale silk of the furisode. What significance there is to the long sleeves and trailing hem is subtle, and he will not see it. Kurogane might. She hopes he will.

‘It’s your choice,’ she adds, into the stillness. ‘I can’t tell you to smile if you don’t want to smile. I can’t make you talk if you don’t want to talk. Everything in its time.’

But, ‘No,’ he says, and then has to clear his throat twice, before continuing, ‘No, I - I should - talk to him. I should see him.’ He pauses a moment, then says, frankly, and in a far stronger voice: ‘I want to see him.’

She has given them each a blank page. She hopes that this time, they will have the sense not to write in blood.

[reikah]

oh wow, this is amazing. Tomoyo is so selfless here, so devoted - and so wise! her care and compassion for Kurogane are adorable ;_;

[zelinxia]

Oh Tomoyo, you wonderful, understanding, compassionate person. I love the care she took in making Fai's furisode. ;___________;

[badluck_koi]

I think I have been yearning for this fic. Tomoyo is beautiful in this. She is such an artist and friend. I can tell that you researched this in the beginning. You put a lot of care into this fic.

[cloverfield]

This was gorgeous and I may be tearing up a little. And I love that you did all the research ever, because it just bleeds through your words in subtle ways and really you've put as much care into this as the scene you've painted of Tomoyo taking care of those she loves. Ahhh, this was the furisode fic I didn't know I needed but I do and it's just filled this little space. Perfection!

[farenmaddox]

I have endlessly changed my mind about how the first meeting between Tomoyo and Fai might have gone, and how she might have convinced him to wear the furisode... and now you have written this, and I'm calling this my headcanon, because it's perfect and the narrative is crafted with just as much obvious care as the furisode, and I'm literally near tears with the way you portrayed Tomoyo. Her feelings working themselves into the things she makes just... aghhh. *sits on you and loves you aggressively*

[renlylittlerose]

This is so pretty, so well written! I've been wanting some fic with Tomoyo and Fai before Kurogane wakes up and this was just so perfect. Tomoyo is so lovely in here <3 And all the details are precious!

[uakari]

Your writing is so pretty. ;A;

Although honestly I am having trouble deciding whether I like your prose or the very gentle interaction between Fai and Tomoyo best. Maybe I don't have to choose...

/loves aggressively on both

♥