#kamish

[hanakihan]

you know what screw canon I literally want to see Kamish being a legit part of Jinwoo’s army and being annoyed boomer grandpa they need (also mentor figure for Kaisel let’s gooooo)

but plz everyone are so noisy he just naps in jinchul’s shadow without him even knowing so (simply because when kamish was so done jinwoo happened to chat with jinchul whose shadow was closest) and he kinda stayed here

also excuse me kamish can shrink to tiny cuddly thing and I just want tired jinchul come home and turn only to see a mini humanity’s calamity casually napping on his coach poor man legit has to hit his head on door to see if he’s hallucinating or no

also jinchul and kamish friendship lets go

[little-shadow-club]

By SL's logic the strongest hunter out there that isnt a ruler's vessel is... a healer.

(Nameless 5th national hunker i keep thinking about you every day—)

[bookaddictsguide]

Tuesdays with Dorie DC: Kamish

[giusidiks]

Tuesdays with Dorie DC: Kamish

[sayonara363]

Let us all thank the almighty https://www.tumblr.com/notsogoodmentally

For her feeding a starving nation of Liu Zhigang X Sung Jinwoo.

She knows these characters from me because I couldn’t stop talking about them and she sits beside me so.

Yes they are in wedding dresses, yes it is in fact Zhigang and Jinwoo. We don’t have anything to say for ourselves. I paid 6 Euro for her to draw them. I am eternally grateful for your gift ❤️

Let us applaud that she even drew them despite having two pictures of Zhigang.

And also the shadow army had the highest priority in this art. Also terrified Jinho and Jinah are there. And yeah Ashborn is there. And all of them have a red bowties !

Live long the King IForgotHowToDraw, hooray ❤️

[manawari]

Thinking about Ruler!Byung-gyu being able to float in the air once he uses his powers to their full extent. His eyes will glow completely white. In that way, not only he can give everyone cool buffs, he can also make everyone be easily recovered from their wounds. His presence can be still seen, but nothing can penetrate through him because he is invincible.

[animebltches]

title: the shadow that almost was

[image id: Two panels from the Korean manwha “Solo Leveling” of Sung Jin-Woo talking to the death-shadow of the powerful dragon Kamish. Kamish is bowing down to him as Sung Jin-Woo reaches out to touch its head. In the scene Kamish is recognising Sung Jin-Woo as his king and is vowing servitude to be part of Jin-Woo’s army. end id]

[arkhammaid]

Hello there! I would like to ask you a question

I am aware that you have switched accounts but I would like to ask on why you deleted your solo leveling fanfic in which jinwoo is go gunhee’s grandson and is a middle schooler. I wanted to know this because I recently came into the fandom and I saw your memes about that fanfic and I got interested and merely wanted to know why you deleted it.

I apologize if this is an uncomfortable topic for you and you do not have to answer. I was just curious about the fanfic because of how fun and interesting it seemed.

Thank you for listening to me

hi there anon! thank you for reaching out to me :)

i deleted it for mainly three reasons. first, i was no longer satisfied with the story. second, i hit a mayor writing block and never came around to write more chapters. and third, when i first published the fic, the endpairing was already fixed (sung jinwoo x liu zhigang) and the main course of the story set. but there were some changes, changes i didn't properly tag, as this was not only my first fic on ao3 but i also totally forgot about it.

once it came to my attention, i of course changed the tags and put proper warnings on the work. (previously, it was a general fic, but the ratings changed to teens up (some could also see it as mature)) there was nothing explicit in my fic, there has been some stuff hinted, but i never wanted for the story to go in the direction of nsfw. and while i forgot to change the ratings of the fic, i did put proper warnings in the beginning notes. there i also explained my reasoning for the following chapter.

one of my readers commented that this fic feels like "statutory rape", simply because sung jin-woo, a grown man, was in the body of a teenager, close to an adult, and had a crush on liu zhigang (who's in his early-mid twenties here). this comment led to a rather big thread, where other readers chimmed in. in short, it was a big mess and in the end, i deleted these comments.

i won't lie and say it never bothered me, but i did continue the fic. until i decided to take it down, as i no longer liked it and over the course of the year (how fast the time goes!), my writing style changed and i simply didn't like it anymore.

i do have plans to bring the fic back, edited and freshly written, but i don't know when. maybe in the following month, maybe next year, who knows?

and don't worry, it isn't uncomfortable at all for me, i'm very thankful you reached out and asked about it :)

(and i do have to say, this fic has a special place in my heart, since it was the first i posted on ao3 and did quite well. i learned much with it and during the writing process, which i'm very thankful for!!)

[ashgptai]

A collection of Sung Jin Woo's daggers.

Knight Slayer

Kamish's Wrath (the cooler one)

Kasaka's Venom Fang

[hanakihan]

@manawari

that post apocalypse AU where Jinchul’s dead zone is where Kamish spawned so through course of years it turned from constant survival against this unpredictable force (Kamish didn’t differentiate between humans and fellow monsters) so eventually it turned into two tired old men club on neutral relationship grounds-sometimes helping each other

jichul casually riding kamish and them being in good relationship and gunhee almost screamed upon them stumbling into kamish’s lair only to have Jinchul peacefully talk to him and even pet him

[mydearestbeloved]

Chapter 16 [Draft]

Sung Jinwoo/Trial Player!Reader

CW:

Inspired by @circeyoru ‘s “Future Power Couple”

[Masterlist🦋✨️]

You needed to rein in your anger for now. Jinwoo needed to defeat Baran as quickly as possible to obtain the ingredients necessary to cure his mother. Even though he might not yet know whether it would work, you did. The future you knew was enough to justify setting aside… whatever this was for the time being.

It was clear that Jinwoo wanted your support; otherwise, he would have already gone to the Demon Castle. You should have convinced him to go solo. According to the story, he’d be fine. Your interference might bring troublesome consequences, yet you wanted to help him—perhaps selfishly this time.

You still blamed yourself for what happened to his mother. You knew her eternal slumber was meant to drive Jinwoo to grow stronger. But you had the power to prevent it, to cure her, and yet—

At one point, you unconsciously began to feel that helping him was a way of making amends—for your helplessness, for things out of your control. Not just his mother [Why do you blame yourself?] but also for not arriving sooner from the garden. For being too late to save his father, even if the system might have stopped you anyway. You could have tried. Yet you were too late [it’s not your fault]. Too late to save his father. Too late to help the people devastated by Kamish.

[It was out of your control.]

---

The garden was as serene as ever, a tranquil oasis filled with blooming flowers and butterflies flitting through the air. The soft hum of nature provided a soothing backdrop, yet the tension inside you was anything but calm. You sat at your usual spot by the gazebo, sipping tea from a delicate cup, waiting for him to arrive via the invitation you’d sent with your butterflies.

When Jinwoo stepped into your domain, the portal sealed behind him.

Was it just you, or did he look more haggard than usual? Was it because of your… disagreement? He shouldn’t care that much about you. You needed to be sure of that. Otherwise… you didn’t know what would happen to this story.

"(Name), I'm sorry—" Jinwoo began, his voice tentative, but you cut him off with a raised hand.

"Sit," you said simply, taking another sip of tea. Your tone was measured, calm, but there was no room for argument.

To his credit—or perhaps his detriment—Jinwoo sat immediately, like an obedient dog, responding to its master’s command.

You laughed, and he flinched, thinking he’d done something wrong again. But you laughed because of the irony. Here sat the soon-to-be strongest man in the world, obeying you like a lost puppy. You didn’t know whether to laugh, cry, feel exhilarated, uneasy, or all of the above.

It was both endearing and unsettling.

You needed to address this situation—quickly.

But for now, Jinwoo needed to focus.

"Let’s set that aside for now," you said, waving off his attempt at an apology. You noticed him opening his mouth again, perhaps to protest, but one sharp look from you silenced him effectively. Lovely.

At least he listens when it matters.

"You need to return to the Demon Castle to gather the final material for crafting the Holy Water of Life, correct?"

"Y-yeah," Jinwoo stammered, caught off guard by your directness.

"Then why are you still here?" Your voice held a firm edge. Why hadn’t he already gone? He didn’t need you for this, not really.

"I—" Jinwoo faltered, the words dying in his throat. He was going to ask you to accompany him, but why? Why didn’t he use this time to leave, to step away from your anger? He couldn’t admit it, not even to himself, but leaving without resolving things with you felt… wrong.

Running away from this felt wrong.

You sighed, leaning back in your chair. The tea in your cup swirled as you tilted it slightly, your thoughts as restless as the liquid. "I’ll help you," you said at last, the words measured but sincere. "Though I’m not sure how much help I’ll actually be. Just give me time to prepare.”

He clearly hadn’t expected that. “You don’t have to—”

"I don’t," you interjected, cutting him off once more. Your gaze softened as you set the teacup down and folded your hands on the table. "But I want to. Let’s just leave it at that."

Oh.

Jinwoo felt an odd sense of déjà vu. It reminded him of the past, back when he was weakest. When he didn’t know anything about his mysterious benefactor. When he didn’t know you.

Thank you. He wanted to say it, but it didn’t feel like enough. It never did.

You took his silence as agreement, your lips curving into a faint smile despite yourself.

---

The silence stretched on, the air heavy with unspoken tension. Jinwoo fidgeted slightly.

“I—” Jinwoo hesitated. Should he bring up that dinner? No. It wasn’t the right time, not when you were setting your fight aside for his sake.

“Hm?” you prompted.

“…Can you train Tusk?” Jinwoo blurted out, summoning the High Orc Shaman before he could stop himself. The towering figure of Tusk knelt immediately, his glowing eyes filled with both reverence and curiosity as he regarded you, and… confused by his nervous master.

You arched a brow, eyeing the orc, setting down your teacup with a soft clink.

Jinwoo scratched the back of his neck. “He’s good at casting spells—” He winced at his poor wording. “I… I thought he could learn a thing or two from you—”

You moved, and Jinwoo stiffened. Standing from your seat, you approached the kneeling Tusk, your footsteps soft against the gazebo’s stone floor. Tusk, to his credit, remained perfectly still, though his glowing eyes followed your every move.

Reaching out, you placed a hand gently atop his head, patting him lightly.

The orc blinked. Jinwoo blinked.

"Alright," you said simply.

You smiled—a genuine smile that Jinwoo hadn’t seen in days.

It was meant for Tusk, sure, but his shadows were an extension of himself. And Jinwoo… Jinwoo clung to that small glimmer of hope.

---

“Enchanting equipment?” you asked, your voice cool and composed.

“Yes.” Jinwoo nodded, carefully pulling two items from his inventory. “A few days ago, I bought some gear in preparation to return to the Demon Castle.” He handed you the wind-attribute robe and the nameless ring imbued with a water-attribute.

You regarded the items with a practiced eye, fingers grazing the surface of the robe before both pieces floated midair, enveloped in your signature silver aura. Jinwoo watched as your shoulders relaxed, your eyes fluttering closed.

His gaze remained fixed as your butterflies began to swirl, seamlessly merging with your aura as they danced around the equipment. Your hair swayed gently with the magical currents, and for a moment, Jinwoo was captivated.

The light flared momentarily before dispersing, the butterflies scattering back into the garden. The robe and ring floated down gently into your open hand. Without a word, you handed them back to Jinwoo.

Out of curiosity, he activated the system to inspect their stats, and his eyes widened in shock. The equipment’s overall defense had tripled. Not doubled—tripled!

The robe’s magic resistance and affinity were leagues beyond its original state, and the ring now pulsed with latent power, its water attribute refined into something far more potent. Even the overall quality of the items had improved dramatically.

“You’re… you’re really amazing,” Jinwoo said, awe dripping from his tone as he examined the equipment.

You hummed in acknowledgment, though your focus had already shifted to your butterflies, idly letting them land on your fingers and shoulders.

You still weren’t looking at him.

Oh right. Jinwoo’s expression faltered as the realization hit. You were still giving him the silent treatment.

From the corner of your eye, you could see Jinwoo’s reaction—his head tilted down, his shoulders slightly slumped, his lips pressed into a tight line. He looked like a dejected puppy, an image made even more comical by his flickering gaze, which kept darting to you as if waiting for some kind of acknowledgment.

Your butterflies noticed, fluttering inquisitively toward Jinwoo before retreating back to you. Jinwoo’s shadows, peeking through the faint dark mist at his feet, mimicked the butterflies with exaggerated shrugs, clearly as lost as he was about what to do.

You didn’t react.

---

Yeesh.

Jinho shifted uncomfortably in the driver’s seat, glancing between the two of you as the car sped down the road. The silence inside was suffocating—not quite as unbearable as the last time he’d seen the two of you together, but still tense enough to make him itch for some form of normalcy.

His Unnie sat by the window, her head resting lightly against the glass, staring at the passing scenery. She hadn’t said a word since they left. His Hyung, seated in the opposite side of the passenger seat from her, occasionally flicked his gaze toward her, his brow furrowing ever so slightly before his focus returned to the road.

The tension was palpable.

Jinwoo cleared his throat, breaking the silence. “Were you able to sleep well?” he asked, addressing Jinho.

“Yes, Hyung-nim. Unnie is really a great host!” Jinho replied, his tone overly chipper as he tried to ease the atmosphere.

For the briefest of moments, he caught the smallest of smiles gracing your lips. It was faint and fleeting, but it was there. Before he could even process it, your expression returned to its usual steady, composed look.

The silence resumed.

This time, it was Jinho who cleared his throat awkwardly. “By the way, what business do you two have at the World Tower this early?”

“We’ll be going,” Jinwoo answered curtly.

Your gaze flickered to Jinho, and you added, “Take care of my shop in my absence, okay, Jinho?”

“Wait, what—?” Before Jinho could even finish his sentence, both of you were gone.

Jinho blinked, staring at the now-empty car. “Huh?” he muttered to himself, still processing the abrupt departure.

He sighed, leaning back in the seat. “Well… at least the tension’s gone now…”

---

“As we practiced, Tusk!” Your voice carried across the battlefield, clear and commanding.

Jinwoo stood at a safe distance, watching as the shadow of the high orc shaman obeyed your order, prepared to unleash a spell. Tusk raised the Orb of Avarice high, the artifact shimmering as it expanded to match his increased size.

“Fire!”

The command was punctuated by a deafening explosion of power. The beam tore through the battlefield, obliterating every demon in its path, only leaving a charred crater. The heat from the explosion rippled outward, stirring dust and debris, carrying with it the echoes of decimation.

Jinwoo whistled in appreciation, folding his arms as he observed the carnage. Behind him, his shadows shifted, and your butterflies fluttered in synchronized patterns, as if admiring the display.

Meanwhile, you floated upward, your butterflies swirling protectively around you. Once you reached Tusk’s massive head, you landed lightly, patting the shaman’s forehead.

“Well done!” you praised, your voice warm. A neon blue butterfly followed your gesture, landing on Tusk’s—well, tusk.

The shadow rumbled in satisfaction, his massive shoulders relaxing as he basked in the praise. Jinwoo couldn’t help but chuckle

Yeah, he thought, a small smirk tugging at his lips, leaving Tusk’s training to her was definitely the right call.

---

“Say, can your butterflies level up?” Jinwoo began as his dagger sliced cleanly through a demon, sending the dark creature crumpling to the ground. “Like my shadows?”

You were a short distance away, directing a volley of butterflies toward a cluster of demons. The faint hum of system constant notifications rang in Jinwoo’s mind as both your forces and his defeated demons across the floor in the coordinated teams.

“Yes, they can,” you replied, casting a spell that sent silvery light streaking toward Jinwoo. His health bar filled rapidly, minor scratches on his arms close up. A boost in mana regeneration and overall speed left him feeling reinvigorated as he flexed his fingers.

“They gain power differently, though,” you continued, spinning your scepter once to clear some demons encroaching on your position. “Instead of receiving direct experience points from defeating enemies, they grow stronger by feeding on lifeforce. It’s a continuous process, and it takes significantly more time.”

Jinwoo hummed, parrying a claw strike from a nearby demon. He glanced back at you as you effortlessly destroyed another group with a volley of silver projectiles.

You nodded. “They also have ranks similar to your shadows, but the system referred to them as stages of metamorphosis. Egg, Larva, Pupa, and Adult. Their forms change at each stage. Sometimes they grow larger, sometimes their colors or wing patterns shift, and so on. The last time I maxed them out, though, the ‘Adult’ stage was locked, so my strongest children remained in the ‘Pupa’ stage.”

Jinwoo tilted his head slightly, avoiding a beam of light that zipped past where his head had been moments before. The shot hit its mark, incinerating a line of demons behind him. He didn’t bother turning to check the scorched corpses. His focus stayed on you.

Your scepter glimmered in your hand, its tip still smoking faintly from the spell. You ran a hand down its length, your expression calm and calculated as more demons circled you and him.

“To ascend to the next stage, each butterfly requires specific ascension materials. The materials differ depending on the field I want them to excel in—whether it’s devouring, illusions, healing, or something else entirely,” you continued. Your voice was steady, even as you broke into a sprint straight toward him.

Jinwoo remained perfectly composed, lowering one hand, bracing himself. Without hesitation, you plant your foot in his palm, and he used his strength to propel you into the air. The dagger held in his other hand slashed cleanly through the demon hot on your heels.

Midair, you spun gracefully, casting multiple magic circles that hovered around you like constellations. Beams of concentrated light erupted from them, carving through the horde of demons surrounding Jinwoo with pinpoint accuracy. The spells struck true, decimating the creatures while leaving Jinwoo untouched in the center.

You landed gracefully, the silver aura around you dispersing as your butterflies fluttered back to various parts of the battlefield, supporting Jinwoo’s soldiers.

“It was something I gave the system feedback about. It’s why your shadows only need your permission to rank up.” You brushed a stray strand of hair from your face.

“A single Larva-stage butterfly is more than equal to an entire kaleidoscope of its siblings still in the Egg stage. And that comparison holds for the higher stages as well.”

Jinwoo’s eyes followed the graceful movements of your butterflies, a thoughtful look crossing his face. “So… when do you get to name them?” he asked casually, flicking the blood from his blade.

You turned to him sharply, your expression almost scandalized. “My children are living, sentient beings, Jinwoo. I name them as I see fit.”

Jinwoo smirked. “You’re telling me you memorize all their names? From the look of it, you’ve got hundreds—no, thousands of them.” He chuckled, expecting you to roll your eyes or laugh.

Instead, you looked at him blankly, reply just as flat, “Yes.”

Jinwoo opened his mouth to respond, but no words came out. After a second, he closed it again and shook his head with a soft chuckle. “Of course, you do,” he murmured, bemused. Honestly, he should’ve expected that. It was just so you.

A voice echoed in your mind, soft and respectful.

My Lady, Sir Jinwoo’s shadows have located the entry permit. We can now ascend to the next floor.

“Red informed me that Igris’ team found the entry permit,” you relayed to Jinwoo.

He raised a brow. “Red?”

“The child who always hovers to my right,” you said, and as if on cue, Red fluttered down to your shoulder. You patted her wings lightly, murmuring, “Well done.”

Igris materialized behind Jinwoo, confirming the butterfly’s report with a respectful nod.

Jinwoo made a mental note to ask you more about your telepathic connection and the mechanics of how your butterflies were born. For now, it was time to ascend.

“Let’s move.”

Together, you ascended to the 80th floor.

End Note:

Unfinished Draft of [18/11/2024] -

[inconsistentrambles]

swapped! SL au

When the giant raises its spear to stab Jin-Woo, he’s aware of his own demise. However, when he awakens in a world that views him as a dangerous Nation-level hunter he’s not quite sure if he should be horrified or happy.

In which E-Rank Jin-Woo is transported to a world where he had participated in the Kamish Raid and all the unusual hijinks that come with that.

S!Rank Jin-Woo is notorious for being mysterious and antisocial. He has a cult-like fanbase of fans but due to his apathetic persona many people find him difficult and unsettling.

Hwang Dong-Su stayed with Korea due to S!Jin-Woo. When he first awakened he challenged S!Jin-Woo but was beaten very easily. Despite this Hwang Dong-Su found himself admiring S!Jin-Woo’s strength and uncaring personality. He secretly runs many S!Jin-Woo fan sites and groups but when with Jin-Woo in person he act obtuse and arrogant- he’s a tsundere. When he meets E! Jin-Woo he acts the same but E! Jin-Woo takes note in the change of country.

Go Gun-Hee understands S! Jin-Woo intimately like a father. Due to overseeing him during his youth he feels responsible for him and pity for his lost childhood. He coodles E! Jin-Woo

Liu Zhigang likes Jin-Woo. During the Kamish raid they found themselves unconsciously pairing together due to them both being the youngest and having similar personalities. He views S!Jin-Woo as an anti-Social little brother and often teases him or tries to spar with him. He takes advantage of E!Jin-Woo’s obliviousness and convinces him that S! Jin-Woo called him big brother. He is the first overseas hunter to come check on Jin-Woo

E! Jin-Woo is shocked that Liu Zhigang is so friendly with him as he admired him for his personality and strength in his og universe.

Thomas Andre is very soft on Jin-Woo. He didn’t like the inclusion of him during the Kamish raid due to his young age. After S! Jin-Woo survived he acknowledged his strength and attempted to get S!Jin-Woo to join his guild. Despite being rejected he still pampers him, viewing S!Jin-Woo as ‘one of his’ and someone apart of his ‘family’ due to his young age. S! Jin-Woo exploits this to get weapon and items out of him which Thomas easily gives up. E! Jin-Woo is scared of Thomas and can’t look him in the eyes. Thomas tries buying him expensive things to get him to like him.

S! Jin-Woo actually has an estranged relationship with his family. Due to his job he could not hang out with Jin-ah often and she was mainly raised by his summons and expensive tutors he hired. She goes to an expensive private school and her identity is hidden from the public. She acts cold and awkward towards E! Jin-Woo when he tries talking to her.

Kyung-Hye passed away due exposure to S!Jin-Woo’s mana for too long which worsened her symptoms and mutated her illness into a fatal condition. S! Jin-Woo feels immense guilt for this.

[trashideas]

Jin-woo is bad with names.

Really, really bad.

“You named… you named the giants you resurrected during the Japanese dungeon break… you named them 1-10?” Jin-ho stares at him like he’s grown a second pair of eyes.

Well he has two hearts. He lifts a hand to subtly tossle his hair. No new eyes. “Yes? What else was I supposed to name them?”

“Okay so you know you're bound to resurrect many monsters.”

Jin-woo nods, still very, very confused as to why they were having this conversation in the first place.

“So why don't you- I don't know- make a list?”

“A list of what?”

“Names!”

…..

Jin-woo stares at the empty note in his phone app. The document is titled [NAMES] but it is completely empty.

Jin-ah is seated next to him, scrolling through some video app. He can't remember the name of it.

Maybe she’d be better with names?

….

Jin-woo stares at the massive, massive dragon before him. The dragon’s name was well-known across the globe, but Jin-ah had begged him to name his next soldier….

[NAME: ???]

“Fried Chicken.”

….

It turned out Jin-ah was just as bad with names, but she always had food on the mind.

….

“Kamish! The dragon that nearly wiped out the Americas- you named- you named him- Fried Chicken?”

“You said no more numbers.”

“I’ll make a list.”

[sayonara363]

Sung Jinwoo / Liu Zhigang Headcanons!

- Zhigang is very clingy. If Jinwoo goes to another room he goes with him. If Jinwoo goes on a morning run he goes with him. If Jinwoo cooks he stands besides him doing nothing but look how his boyfriend makes food.

- Between the two Zhigang is a yapper and Jinwoo a listener.

- Zhigang teases Jinwoo on a daily basis.

- Zhigang is the main one who initiates physical contact. Cuddles, hugs, kisses etc.

- Jinwoo expresses his love through words but from time to time also initiates physical contact even if not as much as Zhigang.

- Surprisingly Jinwoo is the one who gifts a lot of flowers to Zhigang.

- Zhigang likes to bad mouth other national rank hunters while Jinwoo stays neutral.

- They do have matching bracelets made by Jinah.

-Zhigang doesn’t mind when Jinwoo styles his hair a different styles every day.

-Jinwoo calls Zhigang a cockroach because of his hair.

-Zhigang also calls Jinwoo a cockroach because he survives through everything like a cockroach .

-Zhigang was actually the one who didn’t knew that Jinwoo survived (or was resurrected) after the battle with three monarchs. He turned down TV when saw how claws of beast monarch pierced through Jinwoo’s body.

-Was the one who with all his might tried to hold Jinwoo back from fighting the Monarch of Destruction alone.

- Didn’t helped that Jinwoo was planning to buy as much time as possible even if it ment sacrificing his live.

- Jinwoo didn’t try to sugarcoat it and said straight forward to Zhigang that he was going to die.

- Zhigang was also apposed of the idea of turning back time.

- While fighting Zhigang tried his best not to look at the side where Jinwoo and Antares fought.

- Jinwoo was forever sorry to put such a burden on Zhigang.

- As much as Zhigang was happy that Jinwoo survived he was not as clingy as before.

- Jinwoo actually left his matching bracelet with Zhigang. It would have been destroyed if he fought with it.

- After the battle things have settled down with rulers helping to kill off the rest of magic beasts. Zhigang wasn’t happy to face the one who gave him his powers.

- Zhigang hates and I mean HATES Ashborn. Even more he hates Architect.

- Jinwoo tried to defend Ashborn but in the end gave up.

- Zhigang feels neutral about Rulers. He is grateful for them for saving the Earth but that ends there.

- Knowing that your partner is no longer a human changed Zhigang a lot.

- He still loves Jinwoo a lot. Nothing can change that.

- Jinwoo did tried to apologise but Zhigang shut him before he could have said anything.

- They both became quieter. It was kind of uncomfortable period in their relationship.

- They did tried to dance with each other but neither Jinwoo nor Zhigang knew how so they just had fun.

- Zhigang loves Jinwoo in any version. Would that be his E-rank form or S-rank, they are the same person.

- Jinwoo cuddles way more when he is in his E-rank body.

- Zhigang doesn’t mind neither of them.

- Zhigang bites.

- Jinwoo growls.

- Jinwoo takes most of the space on the bed.

- They both have pretty bad nightmares and both comfort each other.

- Zhigang is an unpaid psychologist for Jin-Ah because she refuses to speak to the real doctor and there are no other option besides Zhigang.

- Zhigang is just happy to help. Even though he isn’t sure how. He just tries his best to encourage her to open up to her physician.

- Zhigang did tried to force Jinwoo to get professional help but did not succeeded. Jinwoo just teleported away from the conversation.

- Zhigang gets cock blocked by Jinwoo’s shadow soldiers. Especially by Beru.

- Zhigang actually likes Beru a lot. An enormous ant that he can teas? Best thing ever.

- Three dragons that Jinwoo has are actually really interested in Zhigang. But in theirs mind Kamish died not because national hunters were stronger than him but because Kamish underestimated them.

- Jinwoo once said to Zhigang that he needs to be on a look out for another dragon that want all national hunters dead.

- Jinwoo never said who that dragon was but that dragon was very offended by National hunters. (That dragon was Ennio from solo leveling Arise)

- Jinwoo likes sweets a lot and even if he doesn’t say it out loud Zhigang just spoils him with all sorts of treats. He knows that Jinwoo could buy them himself but knowing him he just ain’t going to have time for that.

- Jinwoo is actually work alcoholic. Zhigang is ready to force him to sleep by any means. Would that be seductive or begging at his knees.

- Jinwoo is cold, and Zhigang likes cold. Partially because of the trauma he got from fighting Kamish. The other part is just because.

- Theirs dates are as chaotic as they could be. Would that be a nearby Dungeon Break or something else, their dates could never end up with a good note.

- Jinwoo tries to make at least an effort to sleep and eat like a normal person despite not needing it.

- Zhigang still feels weird when placing his head above Jinwoo’s heart and not hearing it beating. He wakes up in the middle of the night to freak out that his bf is dead but then remember that he is not technically dead.

- Only few reporters got a few photos of Jinwoo and Zhigang together. Would that be Jinwoo’s sneaky personality or a Chinese government doing it job good.

- When first meeting with Jinwoo’s mum Zhigang felt like he was going to get executed by her. “Honey, is he really the one who you want to spend your life with?”. But in the end they kinda got along.

- But Jinwoo’s father was a different story. Automatically achieving a few scores from him because he was a cup of a ruler and really powerful at that. So Zhigang didn’t had much problems with him.

- Jinah follows a lot of Zhigang’s can accounts and then sends him those videos. They laugh together.

-Zhigang was the first one to suggest starting dating.

… That is about everything I got on them. I was starved not having content about them so I went and created it myself. I felt like that sound “SOMEBODY SEDATE ME!!!” So yeah. I love those two dumbos so much. Also I did went berserk with those headcanons and I do not feel ashamed. I also have a tons of different Au’s and the problem is that I can’t even properly explain any of them. Maybe one day. And I kinda think I made Jinwoo a bit too much different from his original self and the same goes for Zhigang.

[sungjinwhump]

please him is so smol 🥺🥺 teeny bby traumatised monarch

also rip kamish he's such a good boi

[animebltches]

the dragon kamish held in the hand of its rightful owner