#bc he reminded me of haganezuka

[oooohno]

you gotta self ship with him now actually

I guess it can’t be helped *sigh*

[knybits]

hi!!! how about a soulmate au with tanjirou where the indicator is related to their hands (red string, marking on the palms, etc... anything is ok, so whatever works best for u! im just a sucker for these aus lol 😭 ty!

yES MY BOY!! MY BABY BOY!! SUNSHINE!!! im so happy you requested this my hands havent flown faster since SEVENTH GRADE LMAOOOOO ugh this was too blissful for me to write :,) my crops are THRIVING youve saved my grades THANK YOUUUUU!! i too am a sucker for these aus and i cant believe youve hit the jackpot. wow. incredible. anyway i hope you enjoy this bc it was so fun to write!! ily!!!!!

SOULMATE!AU TANJIROU X READER

Everyone’s soulmate indicator is different. Nezuko has a timer on the back of her neck, and Tanjirou’s mother had his father’s first thoughts of her written on the bottom of her foot. 

Lucky for Tanjirou, his own mark is on the palm of his right hand. 

It’s a compass, always seeming to point east from his tiny village at the bottom of the mountains. 

Despite being a charcoal seller with dirty hands, Tanjirou always tried his best to keep his hands as clean as possible, although it was always extremely difficult. His clothes were especially dirty due to the countless times he would rub his hands all over them, but as long as he could see his compass, he’s more than happy. 

Nezuko always teased him for constantly thinking about his soulmate. She’d weave tall tales for him, claiming his soulmate lived across the ocean and that he’d probably spend a good portion of his life searching for them with how obsessed he seemed to be when it came to keeping his hands clean. 

But Tanjirou would laugh, wave Nezuko off, and claim that he’s more than happy living with his big family in the mountains, and that he doesn’t need his soulmate to be the happiest person in the world. 

But Nezuko would be unsatisfied with his answer, and wish that he would pursue a different happiness from his constant familial one. 

Tanjirou completely forgot about his soulmate the day Nezuko turned into a demon. 

He’d spend his days at Urokodaki’s house, training and training until his hands split open, only to repeat the next day.

The day he arrived at Urokodaki’s house and began his 2 years of training, it pointed south, but he hadn’t noticed. 

At the final selection test, it pointed south-east, and he still didn’t notice. 

In Tokyo? West, but he was too focused on staying alive to notice then either. 

When he met Zenitsu and Inosuke, it continued to point west. 

Nezuko was the only one to have continued to pay attention to his mark despite Tanjirou forgetting completely. Either that or he’s far too focused on Nezuko to care about his future. 

Nezuko’s heart would drop at the sight of his broken hands, the hands he always worked so hard to maintain to make sure that he could see his compass. It’s buried under calluses and cuts, scratches and dirt littering every line. They’re no longer soft like they used to be, instead thicker and worked to the bone.

In the midst of battle, she saw it waver from north to east before the two were captured and sent straight to the Butterfly estate. 

And now in comes you. 

Another pillar that basically lives at the Butterfly estate.

You were drinking tea out in the backyard patio when the three males (along with Nezuko) were heaved into the estate. 

At the sight of Tanjirou, your hand hurt enough for you to drop your teacup, and Aoi yelled at you for hours on end after, but for once you weren’t bothered by her screams. 

Your compass needle spun wildly the closer you walk up to Tanjirou, and when you flipped his right hand over, palm up, your eyes watered at the sight of how broken it looked. 

You could faintly make out the compass, and too pained to hope and be let down, you turned his hand over once again. 

But now, you can’t seem to erase his kind face from your mind, and your thoughts are littered of the injured demon slayer that resides in the medical ward next to your room. 

The day he finally wakes up, you decide to visit him. 

Upon knocking on the door to the room, you step in, a tentative, “Kamado… Tanjirou, is it?” 

Said male perks up at the sound of your voice, tightly gripping his right hand once seeing you. His nose twitches and his eyes widen; all movements easily seen by you. 

“Good, you seem well now. Care for a walk?” 

He mindlessly nods his head, lost in your eyes while the pain in his hand seems to grow. Nevertheless, he crawls out of bed and follows right behind you, where you lead him to an empty room with optimal privacy. 

“Tea?” You gesture to the pot, and he thanks you. 

You smile, looking down as your fluid motions captivate the male, and your voice snaps him back to reality. 

“You know, I think we’re soulmates. Do you?” 

Tanjirou’s face flushes a deep red, your honesty reminding him of himself. 

“May I see your hand?” 

He’s quick to obey your orders, laying his open palm into yours before grimacing at the sight of his hand. 

It’s recovered a little since his rest, but the sight is still nasty. You continue to smile anyway, tracing the faint compass that seems to be spiraling out of control. Your’s does the same, so you can easily confirm that he is in fact your soulmate. 

Your fingers trace over every bump on his hand, memorizing lines and rubbing circles with your thumb over specific spots. Your eyes are half lidded, focused without a hint of unwavering, but Tanjirou can’t seem to place love in your eyes.

“Sorry my hand is like this… I swear I didn’t mean to show any disrespect towards my soulma-” 

You silence him by bringing his hand to your lips, and he stiffens, face as red as Haganezuka’s mask. 

“You’ve worked so hard to find me… These hands are proof of your sacrifice, and I highly doubt it was the compass that led you to me in the end, Tanjirou.” He can’t help but shiver when his name passes through his lips once more, and his insides are in a violent turmoil. 

Just how much damage can your words do to him?? 

“Believe me when I say this, my love,” he can feel himself melt in your hands (literally). 

“But I’m so extremely happy to have you as my soulmate.” 

He can see the love in your eyes now.