The heights I think Kny characters would be if it was set today
Hashira
Tengen would still be tall asf like idk maybe 6,10 ( I acc always thought he was this height but turns out he’s 6,6)
Mitsuri would be 5,6. Idky- it’s just the vibe I get from her
Shinobu is still short but maybe 4,11 she’s just always gonna be tiny to me I can’t c her any taller than that
Giyuu is 6,2 only cause he has to be taller than Sanemi in my mind like it’s the only thing Thags the same about them and it drives Sanemi insane
Sanemi is 6,2 he just seems tall to me and in the manga he’s 5,10 and my dad is 5,10 and it’s not tall!! And Sanemi is just tall in my mind
Obani is still a short king 5,4.5 and we love that for him
Geomi is 7,4 I think I can’t elaborate that guy is just fucking massive tk me and I think it should stay that way x
Rengoku 6,3? He seems tall to me as well. He’s another I just can’t explain exept the vibe is there
Muichiro 5,4 he’s just a baby to everyone but obani can’t stand the fact there almost the same height and Thags y his .5 of an inch is so important to him
Kamboko squad
Tanjiro has to be 5,11 he doesn’t strike me as tall tall but she doesn’t give the short king vibe
Insoke is like 6,1 to me he’s a tall man and that helps w intimidation
Zenitsu has got to be 5,9.5 it’s an akward height that reflects how awkward he is and also it’s not an ideal and nothing about him is (love him tho)
Aoi is 5,3 cause I’m 5,3 and I love her
Kanao seems 5,5 cause she’s not giving me tall vibe but she’s not giving me short vibes and I think that 5,5 just makes me think of her
Nezeko is probs 5,7 when she’s fully grown cause In the manga she’s only 12 but when she’s a grown up I recon she’s tall
Genya is tall. That’s a given. But I reckon he’s rly rly tall like 6,5 and this is another thing tjay PISSES Sanemi off x but tbh what doesn’t- he’s a hater and we love tjay for him
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Demon Slayer: Oneshot
Private Lessons
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Tanjiro collapsed to his knees and tried to regain his thoughts. He still didn’t have enough stamina to keep a steady flow of Total Concentration Breathing; Constant. “You need more stamina; your lungs are still too weak!” He scolded himself, clambering up.
The whole afternoon, he ran. He ran until his legs wanted to fall off. Sweat covered his forehead and neck as he panted. Inhaling again, he tried to breathe.
It still felt like something was missing. Something important. Before he could ponder it any longer, a sweet scent filled the air.
Lavender and a hint of honey.
Tanjiro whipped his head around to see white hair flowing in the gentle breeze. Penma tilted her head as she gazed at the distraught and slightly embarrassed boy. “Aoi says dinner is ready. Come inside.” She beckoned. Tanjiro gulped before trailing behind her, his eyes glued to the floor beneath him. “I didn’t realize you were here.” Tanjiro admitted, slowly looking up.
“Only for a week. Had an accident with a few rookies who got caught in the crossfire.” Penma explained curtly.
Ah.
Zenitsu and Inosuke barely said a word as they snagged their share of rice and other snacks before bolting back to their room. Aoi scoffed but let them go. Penma stayed with Tanjiro, taking slow bites. The redhead’s attention was taken away from his meal when she blurted.
“I noticed you haven’t mastered your breathing techniques yet.”
Tanjiro flushed but confirmed her observations. “I’m still getting used to breathing like that around the clock.” He sighed, the thought alone wearing him down. The girl hummed. “That’s no good. If you’re going to climb the ranks, you need to get a hold of it swiftly. Do you have anyone teaching you currently?” she inquired, her tone unwavering.
Wine orbs drifted to the side. “No, not at the moment.” Plopping the last bit of rice into his mouth, he placed his chopsticks down on the table.
“Follow me then.”
The order came out of nowhere, and she was already walking away with her plate. Tanjiro scrambled and nearly fell out of his chair to tail her.
After the dishes were taken care of, Penma walked Tanjiro out into an open field. She turned to face him.
“Show me your technique.” She ordered. Tanjiro swallowed a lump down his already dry throat. He took a deep inhale and was immediately met with a punch to his stomach.
Penma frowned, ”Why are you leaving your stomach open? Engage your muscles. Again.”
And so, it went on for who knows how long. Tanjiro taking a hit and a scolding for every mistake he made. Penma refused to move on from his basic technique, claiming that he needed proper foundation if he wished to progress rapidly.
Tanjiro didn’t dislike her nitpicking. In fact, he found her teaching method very beneficial. Penma was very straightforward and told him exactly what he did wrong so he could focus on it more efficiently.
The next three nights went the exact same. Simple drills and a lot of smacks to the back of his head. “Focus.” She berated as he sat crisscrossed in the dirt. Tanjiro inhaled again, engaging his stomach when she came in for another punch. “That’s it. Keep it up.”
Within the next training sessions with the butterfly girls, he saw major improvement in his performance. He had almost caught Kanao in full body training. Penma watched from the sidelines, examining his movements clearly.
“Tonight, I want you to tackle me.” Penma stated, placing a hand over her chest as a gesture. Tanjiro requested elaboration.
“Simply knock me down. Throw me off balance.” Penma stood her ground, digging her heels into the dirt. The redhead took a deep breath before charging for her. Penma’s fist found his right cheek and his face became well acquainted with the leaves that decorated the forest floor. Groaning he sat up to look at her.
“You must protect the face, unless you want to get knocked out cold.”
Two nights were dedicated solely to the perfection of his attack potency and form. She would strike mercilessly when he approached so his response time had to improve quickly. He grazed the side of her waist as he went to knock her over, but she shifted and stomped him into the cold ground.
Tanjiro panted and shakily went to lift himself onto his arms. Penma kneeled in front of him and used her hand to tilt his head up to meet her gaze.
“Better. You need to work on shifting your weight. Mastering that will strengthen everything else.” She stated. Tanjiro felt his face flush. She let him go and disappeared back into the estate, leaving him in a sweaty and confused state.
Penma felt more than one presence watching her, she stopped in her tracks and focused on her hearing. She felt the vibrations of the floor creaking. The boar and blonde were hiding behind the corner. Sighing, she continued her way back to her room.
“Why is she with Monjiro every freaking night?” Inosuke blurted, earning a shush from Zenitsu. “I think she noticed us.” he said lowly. “They were probably training.” The blonde reasoned. He couldn’t help but worry for his friends’ wellbeing. Zenitsu still wasn’t a hundred percent sure of Penma. She greeted him every now and then but still gave off a cold aura.
Tanjiro grabbed Kanao by the hand during their next training session. He cheered along with the younger butterfly girls with enthusiasm. Kanao watched with slightly parted lips. She didn’t expect him to progress so hastily.
While he made exceptional progress with Kanao and Aoi, he still couldn’t knock Penma down. She was stubborn in her stance. Not moving an inch as her attacker marched forward.
It was the last night that Penma would be in the estate before departing for more missions. He had to make the most of it. Even when Penma was okay with excusing him, he begged for a few more rounds.
“I think I know what to do! I just have to try. One more time, please!” He bowed in a rather exaggerated manner. Penma obliged and readied herself once more.
The redhead charged, but he changed his pattern. He managed to grab hold of her arm and wrestled with her for what felt like an eternity. She still didn’t budge.
Inhaling as much air as his lungs could take, he wrapped his hands around her wrists, catching her off guard. Without a second thought, he yanked her forward and they both fell. Penma landed on his chest, letting out a grunt.
Tanjiro panted and gazed down at her. She lifted her self up enough to look into his eyes. Her mouth agape.
“That sure was…an unorthodox method.” she admitted, huffing. The boy smiled awkwardly and let out a nervous chuckle. “But you completed the task I gave you. You knocked me out of balance. Good work.” Penma nodded in approval as she stood up, holding out a hand for him as well.
He took it happily.
While his outer appearance seemed the same, he was screaming with delight internally. He did it! It was a weird method, but he actually did it!
After Penma had left the next day, Tanjiro made sure to practice what she taught him during his next rehabilitation training session. By the end of the third week of training, he had mastered Total Concentration; Constant.
He made sure to train Zenitsu and Inosuke once they came back to training. While they absolutely despised the technique, they pushed themselves to master it fully as well. Shinobu watched as they hyped each other up, a smile upon her face.
“Penma really is a good teacher! I learned so much from her!” Tanjiro told the insect Hashira as she was giving him his weekly checkup. “I noticed you have grown tremendously in strength.” She said as she wrote in her notebook.
Tanjiro smiled warmly.
“I expect this progress to keep going at a steady pace, Kamado-kun. You have my encouragement.” Shinobu returned the smile.
He would work as hard as needed to. There was no doubt about that.
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