#baek angst

[trendingdrama]

KIM SOO HYUN as BAEK HYUN WOO in QUEEN OF TEARS 눈물의 여왕 (2024)

[jcpostsobsessions]

No don’t say that. With your short time left you might as well live your life in happiness!

They’re both like gorgeous, I mean with this sunlight, are you kidding me?? I can watch them all day. Hyun woo’s pained face and Haein’s tough expression, but we know she’s breaking on the inside.

[enihk-writes]

[forget-me-not]

pairing: jing yuan x gn!reader

summary: he likes to meditate a lot, to calm himself and keep himself sane from all the sorrows he has been through thus far. and it seems the general has never been one to remember personal tragedies.

word count: 0.89k

author's note: i saw that one tweet about him forgetting snowmoon supposedly if you ask him about it,,, i went crazy and also lost my consciousness. bone apple teeth yall.... this was made in 30 minutes.

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jing yuan has known you since you were both in diapers. studying together, playing together, falling asleep under the tree in his parent's garden, tired from running away from your teachers to skip class together —

anything you could think of, the two children have experienced it together.

so when he announced to his family that he would be joining the cloud knights, and faced the harsh opposition, it only made sense that you would pack your things alongside him and leave with him during the night.

training was harsh and he'd often come back to the small room you both shared tired and exhausted. you were not fit for the military like he was, and frustrated with the circumstances, he had a fight and fell out with you. for the first time in his life thus far, he woke up and you weren't there.

he tells himself that he was fine, that he didn't need you to be him all the time. he wan't a baby anymore, he was a cloud knight! and cloud knights were cool and strong and capable and independent...

he wasn't really fine, spending days that turned to months and then years without you around. with no sight, no sound of you. he was wondering if you were just a figment of his imagination.

but things took a turn when his mentor, jing lu, took him to meet her friends. not really registering what she was saying about the kid her friend had taken in around his age until he was face-to-face with the person he'd thought he'd never see again.

baiheng, who had been eagerly watching this exchange chuckled gleefully, her hand slapping his back to snap him out of his daze.

ah-yuan, do you like the suprise?

he looks at her, stupified.

the foxian flashes him a lopsided grin, mentally cheering at her victory. you see, she had picked a certain lost child roaming on the streets with nothing but the clothes on their back and a small sack across their back, many years ago. the child was crying, still upset over an argument they had earlier with their best friend, and even more distraught over the overwhelming feelings of uselessness they had been feeling for a while.

baiheng's heart had ached for the little one, taking them under her wing and bringing them along her journeys as a nameless. you, who was once this lost child had now seen worlds past your skies and had long outgrown the juvenile skin you used to wear.

you stood before him, with the same face he had always remembered, but now carrying the aura of galaxies beyond his comprehension. despite this, you were still you, after all. and he talked to you like you had never left his side before.

somewhere along the way, your awkward reunion and cracked relationship was mended. the ground stood fertile for something new to bloom between the two of you. and as the vines of this new feeling wrapped around his heart, with tendrils sinking into the soft flesh, he feels that things have changed but stayed the same yet felt uncertain all at once at every turn of his relationship with you.

you looked at him a little differently too these days. and as you two toed the line of what you both were, the unasked question that hung in the air — will we or won't we cross over that line together?

jing yuan wasn't a patient man and was the first to step over the edge, falling into your space, filling your mind with his presence and taking your heart in his hands. he was yours, and maybe that was the fate that was set in stone all along, with you being the first one he chose as a baby as opposed to that sword he always told others he had picked.

your death was as sudden as it could have come. and it hurt more that you died not from age as a short-life species but from a freak accident. something, something about baiheng being turned into some chimera beast and mortally wounding you as you desperately called to whatever remnants of the woman you grew to love like a mother were left in the abomination.

when jing lu came back, a casket in tow, he could not bear to look inside it. a funeral was held for you and baiheng, and he didn't go. no one blamed him, no one looked for him either.

years pass, and more tragedies struck what was once the proud heroes of the high cloud quintet, from five to four to two and finally, it was just him that was left behind, yet again.

he's taken up to meditation, choosing to focus on better memories no matter how mundane so as to rest his heart from all that it's been through. every year as the memories mold and morph into each other, he picks out the bad ones like black spots in a bin of rice, and casts them out of his mind.

these days, there is a rumor of the general's old flame. someone found pages of a tattered exchange diary with the man in question and a nameless. though when march and the trailblazer asks him about it, he only hums and shrugs. not really knowing what they mean.

[yutassweetangel]

Hurt Dohwa x Reader? like in that one scene- tw: topless? not smut just spice💍. If you are alr with iittt?🙏

AHHHHHH I'LL WRITE IT RN I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS IN MA HEAD I hope you mean that scene where su-ae helps dohwa get up and shi-

Another song becuz why not

Warnings: A little spice not smut, curse words,angst?, fluff, 13+, brother's best friend trope (ik it's cliché leave me alone)

Characters included: Dohwa baek, (name) /y!n

It's been two weeks since you last saw or even heard of dohwa. Was he ok? How long could he be sick for? You came to the conclusion that he was sick, but it didn't seem like it.

One day, the teacher tells you to help give him his homework, since you were the last person in the class to do so. You walk into a shabby looking apartment and the only thing in your head was: did dohwa really live here? You head from some people that he lived in some fancy apartment residence, and this was far from the theory that your classmates and other students had.

You climbed the stairs of the apartment complex, walking to the given number which was most likely dohwa's apartment before you felt a warm hand on your shoulder-despite the thick uniform, you could still feel his warmth. You turn around to be faced with none other than dohwa baek. "Dohwa?" You called out to him, you his face in which he relaxed at your touch, placing his hand on top yours on. He had multiple injuries on his face, who hurt him? You realise his legs were wobbling and before you knew it, he fell done on top of you. "Oh god..."

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Eventually, you make it to his room and place his body on his bed. You fleet his forehead, only to find out he was burning hot, so you rushed to make some of your mom's signatures chicken soup.

Whilst you did so, Dohwa woke up and sat up and looked at you from across the kitchen and came back and immediately told him to rest back.

"Nuh uh. Go back to resting."

You kind of scolded and he chuckles, before doing so.

"Arent you going to feed me though?"

He asked, causing you to blush. You didn't know if he wasn't being for real or if it was just to tease you.

"Why would I do that? What ideas do you-"

You get interrupted by dohwa chuckling lightly. "I can barely move silly."

SILLY? You'd try to calm yourself down in this type of situation normally, but this was dohwa freaking baek! I mean you didn't like him. He was just your brother's best friend, but it didn't help that he was so attractive.

"Ah- i.. Didn't know. I'll get you some more pillows-"

Before you could get up, dohwa pulls you back into a hug.

"Dohwa what are you-"

"Shh.. I'm cold."

It didn't feel like it though. Right now, he was pipping hot. If he wanted he could challenge a volcano if he wanted.

"Stop playing around-"

"But I'm not." He whinces before speaking up again.

"[name], I like you... And I... Don't know if this is the best way to say I, but.."

He pauses for a moment almost to wait for you to take it all in. Whether it was the sickness speaking or genuinely just him, it didn't stop your heart from fluttering.

"I.. Like you too.. Dohwa."

Dohwa tries to sit up again, this time with you on his lap and pulls you in for a kiss. At first, this surprised you, but you accepted it and made the kiss deeper. More passionate. More meaningful. It all fel unreal, but the kiss was. It felt like you were burning with passion and love. Your tongues met each other and intertwined like two ropes that were separated. It's like you two were two puzzles meant to be pieced together. You held dohwa's cheeks as he slid his arms around your back. You two were already so close, but it felt like you could get closer. Soon, you both let go to gasp for some air.

"I... " You try to make words, but you couldn't. No words could describe what just happened.

"Your so ethereal you know?" Dohwa said as he brushed a stand of your hair away from your face.

"What-"

"I didn't mean to kiss you... Now you'll get sick because of me." You saddened at his words. You weren't happy with the fact that he felt that.

"I don't care if I do. That kiss was worth a million life times." Dohwa's eyes widened at your word and a tear went down his face.

"Thank you.."

"Dohwa.. How did you..." You touched his face with his injuries and bruises. He took your hand and held it, squeezing it before looking at you with hurt eyes.

"Oh. If your comfortable with telling me-"

"No, no. You deserve to know. It's... Just a little complicated."

He looked away from your eyes and you knew it was going to be hard for him to open up. You cupped his face wit both your hands to allow him to look you in the eye again.

"When things are less complicated or when you want to tell me. I'll always be here. Waiting. Because that's what love is about."

Dohwa's eyes widen again before he pulled you in for a quick peck on your lips, but it sent shivers down your spine.

"I... I can't describe how much I love you."

"Drink your soup before it gets cold stupid." He chuckled at your words before you grabbed the spoon and said "ahh" which he shook his head to, but opened his mouth anyways.

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You two cuddled up in his single bed when your phone started to ring. You rubbed your eyes before picking it up.

"[Name] where the hell are you?!" The persons voice rose from the end of the line.

"Huh what- oh shit!" You quickly sat up and started to pack your bags and listen to your mother's rant about how she was worried sick, but before you left you kissed dohwa on his forehead before closing the door, looking at him lovingly.

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I wanted to write some cringey end note but refrained from doing so XD I hope you enjoyed regardless. I don't know if this is counted as spicy, but I think it is. I don't know how I had motivation to write this and not the hurt volleyball one XD I still need ideas

[baekgo]

Just a cute idea . . .

Wild idea, what if the love triangle was between Ra-im, Eunhyeok, and Dohwa??

HEAR ME OUT.

⚠️ : THIS POST WAS NOT MADE TO HATE ON THE WEBTOON SERIES: OPERATION: TRUE LOVE

This is like if Ra-im woke up in a different world, her mother would be there, but her father would still be gone. Her mother would constantly be absent due to the amount of work she has to keep up with the growing economy so Ra-im tries her best to get a scholarship.

The people around them would still be the same, and there would only be a slight change in personality and perspective.

Ra-im and Eunhyeok would still meet through the piano competition thing, and their interaction up until Su-ae became relevant to their relationship will remain. It’s a world where Su-ae doesn’t exist and Ra-im becomes the main character.

I’ve just had this idea because I cannot, for the love of god, get Ra-im out of my head and her past with Eunhyeok. It pains me to think about, and I need to yap about it through a fic that I believe would have a more mature plot than the original.

Walk with me through the plot . . . (just more yapping)

I believe Ra-im’s mother would be struggling to keep a stable household, but Ra-im isn’t forced to work since she has a scholarship. Her mother finds a way to make ends meet so she’s able to live a life away from poverty, but not far from it. This brings up her sometimes cold attitude, but from it also sprung her fake charismatic side.

She would still meet Eunhyeok in the competition that he won, where he would later give her the trophy and the prize since he found out why she joined the competition (to help her mother). Her attitude towards Eunhyeok remains the same, still a bit cold in the beginning.

In this world, Dohwa would be given a “fair chance” since he would meet Ra-im while she has this cold attitude towards Eunhyeok. Although, her attitude doesn’t change towards Dohwa, it piques his interest. Slowly, Ra-im would learn to accept the two in her life.

She gains (I’m not sure if that’s the word to use) the “jealousy” and her personality from OTL through her classmates, who she knows have much more lavish lives. She’s kind of like Dohwa here, but she develops a lot of negative feelings and it would revolve around her relationship with herself and others. No jelly phone, no love points, just Yu Ra-im trying to navigate her way into life.

Should I write it? If so, where should I?

[xiaoguiii]

“i envy him…

you’ll never forget him…

the best and de worst for you… i wish it was me”

[hopepaigeturner]

Silver Baek, world-renowned chart-topping, record-breaking, platinum selling superstar is living the dream. From a small town girl sneaking secret song-writing sessions after school to sold out shows singing in tandem with legions of her fans. But behind closed doors and with her two year worldwide tour slowly drawing to a close, the cracks start to appear and sometimes she is desperate, desperate to go back to a time when she was just called Sophie. Benedict Bridgerton is stuck in a hometown that holds as many scars as it does roses, desperately trying to convince himself that he is no longer that 17 year old boy who could only cry as a pair of silver boots stomped over his heart and strutted away from him. Healing from the past is never easy, but can a meddlesome Bridgerton, an impromptu charity concert, and aching hearts sing their way to a happily ever after?

In honour of Benophie week part 2 welcome a new little fic that was inspired by @orangepeelshortbreadcookies months ago in the Benophie discord that then turned into a gremlin at 3am on Monday.

Read Silver now on AO3

Benophie Week Day 2: Silver

Quote: "They say that a smart person learns from their mistakes, but a truly smart person learns from other people's mistakes."

[ktanissevrdeen]

Bridgerton Fic: Poor Puzzled Moon

A story of fear, loss, friendship, family, and love during the second World War.

Chapter 9: A Perfect Gentleman

“Let me go, Benedict.” Colin gripes once Alfred turns the corner, twisting his shoulders aggressively, freeing his jacket from the grasp his brother apparently had on it.

“I thought you were going to lunge at him.” Benedict grumbles. “You look wild.” 

Colin shoots him an agitated look. His eyes and energy are mad, unbalanced. Ready to come undone.

Anthony smacks him upside the head.

“Ow! What the fuck, Anthony?” He yelps.

“Yes, Colin. What the fuck?” Anthony seethes, grasping his shoulder to lead him down the hallway.

[cinnam0roll143]

♡Operation: True Love Masterlist♡

This is my first time writing fanfics at all so if you're here to read them I am very sorry for grammar mistakes and other stuff blah blah blah~ (Also I did this because I really wanted to have fanfics about these people)

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Shim Su-ae

(None Yet)

Go Eunhyuk

Go Eunhyeok Relationship Headcanons!✿

Jealous!Go Eunhyeok Headcanons!

Thunderstorms and Cuddles Unknown Feelings

Baek Dohwa

Jealous!Baek Dohwa Headcanons!

Baek Dohwa Relationship Headcanons!

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Alsoo! Feel free to request any other characters since I also want to know your guys' type and suggestions. And sometimes I don't know what to write at all. That's it! Thank you!!

[tennypress]

Please write a fic or drabble of Hangyeol teasing the nurse reader for eyeing his abs when he was changing for surgery where she accidentally walked in on him

Certainly! And keep the requests coming my favorite bumblebees

minors dni

WARNING: abs(idk), smallish? age gap( hb - 28, r - 20), angst, gender neutral reader

“Cause I'm too wicked, I want to take all of your heart, don't you worry, maybe you'll have this whole world”

“Sir your 5’o clock appointment is here” you said as you tell through the telecom connected on your office desk.

“I’ll be down y/n, for now tell them that it’ll be a 10 - 20 minute wait.” He said, you thought you heard grunting from the other side of the intercom.

“Of course” you replied back. “Miss Yuna Nam, it’ll be another wait, so please wait” you said to her. She only nodded back while going back to her phone.

Half an hour later and your boss still hasn’t replied. Strange, let’s try the intercom again. You spoked again and he still hasn’t replied. Weird

You decided to take your stuff and walk up to his office through the elevator.

You waited and you arrived. You walked up to his office and knocked. It appears the door was open. You slowly opened his door and saw him changing.

You saw how his abs were glistening in the natural sun. How his hair shocked as he put on his medical suit. And his eyes were full of determination.

You just stood there like a deer frozen in headlights. As he was about to turn his head, you were immediately gone. But he already got a glimpse of you. He just finished changing smirking to himself.

As he was about to head to surgery you guys both crossed paths, he stopped to talk to you.

“So y/n, you liked what you saw, so needy to see your boss already huh?” He whispered

“It wasn’t like that sir, I was only trying to get you to get ready for your surgery” you said avoiding eye contact.

He only just laughed it off and the both of you guys headed to the surgery.

The next thing you know, well maybe that’s for part 2

[jcpostsobsessions]

I’m super conflicted about this.

On one hand- I hear Hyun woo, he just needs her to stay alive, regardless of her memories. His hopes are that he will share hers and their memories with her as if to replant what she’s lost. But for Haein- he’s asking her to live as a blank canvas, to simply live, but if I’m going to live and not remember any version of who I am, those I love, is that truly living?

The way Haein looks so him when he asks her to live. You can see she’s simply shocked he could even ask her to simply give up all their memories.

[wannaeatramyeon]

Hey, Absolutely love your work, your the reason for my insomnia. (im blaming you yes)

Can you make a baek seongjun scenario where jinho lee is introducing us to him as his new 'assistant' (like the first meeting)? Maybe over dinner lol idek.

Ty for your time tho :)

Hi Anon! Please get some sleep if you can! Although my sleep pattern has been shot to shit since I've started all this wordvom a couple months ago. Interesting what sleep deprivation does to a person, look at all this shit streaming out of me.

Thank you so much for reading and for requesting! I've gone for a little bit more... bittersweet.

Baek Seongjun x Reader: Cooking on the boat

Takes place on Jinho's boat during Seongjun's backstory. You're the cook.

"This is my assistant, Seongjun. Now he's your assistant too."

Being stuck on a boat out at sea, serving food to criminals, wasn't what most kids dream of when they're 6 years old and writing out their ideal job, but if it meant evading the authorities and jail then that's fine by you.

Jinho kept you around because you knew your way around a knife, and you definitely didn't mind getting your hands messy.

Obedient, you sometimes heard him sneer. Like a sheep. Well, fuck him.

You eye up this Seongjun guy. Looks like him and Jinho are cut from the same cloth.

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.

Seongjun thinks you're quiet, a bit too quiet for his liking.

Taking to your duties and tasks with tunnel vision and a ruthless tenacity. He doesn't know what to make of you.

"You're handling the fish wrong," are your first words to him, a few days after he incessantly buzzed around your dinky little makeshift kitchen.

Your hand grazed his when you grabbed the fish and hip-checked him to move aside.

It's been so long since Seongjun felt a touch that wasn't intended to hurt, that the question mark over you grows bigger.

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You show Seongjun how to rinse the rice properly, he wasn't even aware that there was a wrong way.

How to season food appropriately, and that peppermint leaves rubbed under the nose comes in handy to keep the stench of all the seafood away.

With practiced hands, how to clean the scales, the fin and fillet the fish. Removing most of the bones in one piece, making the most of the meat.

When Seongjun first does it and butchers the attempt, you give him a light slap on the arm and a huff.

He gives you a smile in return.

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Seongjun watches you move around in the kitchen.

Your ease and flow in the kitchen gives him some semblance of peace.

It reminds him a little of his mom and his heart aches.

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.

Little anecdotes of Seongjun's life in Japan slips through. He focuses on the good things, as few as there was.

He tells you a little of his judo when you poke fun at his cauliflower ears.

You tell him how important it is to not waste any food when prepping, and he in returns shares how his mother always makes the most amazing meals out of next to nothing.

One day, Seongjun mentions that if things worked out, he would have liked to have opened up a soba noodle shop with his mom.

You ask him if he could make you some noodles. Give you a little taste of what that life could have been like.

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Seongjun places the noodles in front of you, served in a mess-tin. The boat had little room and the men had little appreciation for luxuries such as crockery.

You take a mouthful-

And find it absolutely revolting.

Seongjun watches you as you school your face and swallow it down with a struggle.

"Is it good?"

"... Not bad." You grit out your little white lie, thinking about his soba shop dream. You could at least give him this mercy.

It's unexpected when he laughs. Is this the first time you have seen and heard this? His face looks years younger, and the sound surprisingly care-free. You didn't think people like you and him were still capable of such joy.

"Sorry. I actually messed it up."

"Baek Seongjun! And you still fed me this shit?"

Wiping tears of mirth from his eyes, he tells you "Yes."

You're in half a mind to pour the rest of this disgusting meal all over him. But seeing him like this, it's contagious.

The sound of your laughter soon joins his.

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Years from now, when Seongjun is building his life in South Korea, he still remembers you giggling alongside him.

It reminds him that some things in life are priceless.

[chwelvr]

someone pls make a prompt of dohwa and yn breaking up way before dohwa and su-ae met, they broke up bc of dohwa checking most categories of being a shit bf. anyways after a while of dohwa meeting su-ae and realizing he had feelings for her, eventually making moves towards her and doing little things just for su-ae which unbeknownst to him, yn being aware of all this bc for whatever reason fate keeps reuniting them to be in one place after each other. after seeing how dohwa is to su-ae she then wonders why he never took care of her like that nor payed much attention to the things she liked. wondering what was wrong with her that didn't make him act like that towards her, or was she just not worth his time or something?

(can be an AI bot in either cha.ai/jan.ai, sorry if this doesn't make much sense I literally js thought of this at 1 in the morning idek)

[tmdthumbler]

Reposting this after some improvements.

I'm so bad. I'm a fan of Dreaming Freedom, and after looking at images of Siyun like these, I suddenly wondered, what if he was huge? Can you imagine how much fun he would have teasing Jeongmin if she was tiny? So here's a quick little prompt that came to mind:

Waking up, somewhat confused, you feel strange, like you're too small for your body. You want to stretch, and badly.

Suddenly realizing the only person you care about is quickly getting smaller and smaller...or are you growing bigger and bigger?!

Oh. Of course, you're dreaming. Jeongmin is still asleep, but now she fits in the palm of your hand! She's always been cute, but now she's even cuter!

You can't help but want to tease her a little. You stroke her back with your pinky finger to wake her up. Won't she be surprised?

"BOO."

"MINE." Your face completely envelops her vision, even as your fingers completely surround her tiny body. All she sees is you. All she knows is you. There's nowhere to run or hide. Her trembling figure just excites you even more. She's such a precious little thing!

Her little cries are just. So. Stinkin'. CUTE. Just like a hummingbird. She attempts to escape, but you immediately tighten your long fingers around her wriggling form. Adorable. Just adorable. You want to play with her more!

Suddenly, she vanishes, and you feel yourself being shaken awake. You'd both fallen asleep on the couch again. She's not happy.

"No more monster movies for you!" she said. "Don't you ever do that again!"

Aww...it's over already? You can't help but feel disappointed.

You hug to reassure her, knowing full well you can't wait to try again soon...that was fun!

[9-93]

finding out his lover is to be executed

[hopepaigeturner]

UPDATE

Chapter 4

Sophie and Ben reunite to talk--both in present and the past.

NOTE: Updated rating due to topics discussed in this chapter. Please read tags and notes.

Read on AO3 here.

And she was Silver, the silver-tongued songstress. So, she knew how to spin words that were only a couple shades darker than the truth even to the boy whose blue eyes used to be able to read her heart like a book.  “No, I’m not content—not fully.” Something shifted in Benedict’s eyes, but she didn’t dare investigate further. “Really?” She shrugged coquettishly. “Well, I wore this dress tonight with the intent of someone taking it off.”