#beomsoek

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Ahn Suho

Suho wouldn’t demand. He’d ask with careful hesitation, eyes dark with need but still respectful. His voice would break a little, and he'd probably look away when he says it.

“Can you… touch me? Please?” “I want your hands on me… I need to feel you.”

He’d get even harder the second your hand moves, breathing faster, completely focused on your every move.

Oh Beomseok

Beomseok would ask like he thinks he's not supposed to want it — needy but nervous. He’s already half-hard just from thinking about you touching him.

“Would it be okay if… if you touched me there?” “I-I’ve been thinking about your hands. All day.”

Once you say yes, he moans like he’s been holding it in for hours, already trembling under your fingertips.

🔥 Would Be More Confident, Blunt, or Dirty

Yeon Si-eun

Si-eun would say it directly — not loud or vulgar, just firm. He won’t ask twice. He looks you in the eye, completely serious.

“Touch me. Right here.” “I need your hands. Don’t make me beg.”

If you hesitate, he guides your hand himself, whispering against your mouth:

“I’m not going to last long if you keep looking at me like that.”

Park Humin

Hamin would flirt with his words, smirk on his lips and his voice dripping with suggestion. He asks with zero shame and full seduction.

“Been thinking about your hands on my cock all day.” “C’mere. Make me feel good, babe.”

He’ll kiss you between sentences, biting your lip just a little, and guide your hand right into his pants.

should i do the rest🤔

WHC?

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yay your back 👀

Just the tip (or not)

💀 ABSOLUTELY NOT JUST THE TIP (THEY SAY IT, BUT THEY’RE LIARS)

Ahn Suho Says "just the tip" with a straight face, but the second he's inside, he's balls deep. There's no halfway with Suho. He'll act like you imagined it when you call him out. Gaslight gatekeep girlboss behavior.

Shin Seokdae Seokdae? He doesn’t even say "just the tip." He says "I’ll be gentle" and then jackhammers you like it’s a competition. There's no such thing as gentle or tip with him. He needs to ruin you every single time.

Oh Beomseok Beomseok's the king of "I swear just a little, I’ll stop when you tell me" but you already know he's halfway in before the words finish leaving his mouth. Then he fake moans about how tight you are to distract you while he goes deeper. 🙄

⚡️ THINKS IT’S JUST THE TIP BUT GETS CARRIED AWAY

Yang Doohyeon Doohyeon believes it’ll be just the tip... for like 2 seconds. Then his hands are on your hips and he’s pushing in more without realizing. He genuinely can’t help himself and apologizes after, but also does it again.

Kim Gilsoo Gilsoo starts with the tip, but he's the type to tease you by grinding it inside you so deep that when you finally look down—oops—he’s all the way in. Pretends like it's your fault for "pulling him in."

💡 ACTUALLY JUST THE TIP KINGS (BUT TORTURE YOU WITH IT)

Yeon Si Eun (Gray Yeon) Si Eun actually gives you just the tip... but he makes you beg for more. Cold-blooded. He keeps that shit right at the entrance, teasing you until you're crying for him to go deeper, and still? He'll smirk and pull back. Menace.

NSFW Alphabet: Beomseok (Weak Hero Class 1)

Author's note: thank you so much anon I'm glad you liked it here you go NSFW Alphabet for beomseok

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A = Aftercare Beomseok isn't the type you'd expect to care much, but he actually becomes surprisingly clingy after sex. It's almost like the high of control and dominance leaves him crashing into a more vulnerable state, where he wants to feel you close, feel like he's still needed. Expect him to pull you close, nuzzle into your neck, and refuse to let you go until you're both a sweaty, tangled mess under the sheets.

B = Body Part (his favorite) Your throat. There's something about seeing his hand around it, watching your breathing hitch under his grip, that drives him insane. He likes the visual of how small you look compared to him when he's over you, hand on your neck, claiming you completely.

C = Cum He likes it messy. On your stomach, on your face, leaking out of you. But secretly... he loves the idea of filling you up the most. He has a bit of a breeding kink he won't admit out loud, but the thought of leaving his cum inside you and seeing it drip out makes him feral.

D = Dirty Secret He’s definitely thought about fucking you in places you shouldn’t be—quiet alleyways, behind locked doors at school. The idea of having you where anyone could walk in on you two makes him crazy, but he tries to suppress it (fails most of the time though).

E = Experience Beomseok acts cocky, but he's not as experienced as he pretends to be. His moves might be rough and a little greedy at first, but once he learns your body, he becomes dangerously good at ruining you.

F = Favorite Position Mating press. He loves to see your face, your legs pushed back, your body completely under him. It feeds his ego and lets him keep you as close as possible while driving into you.

G = Goofy Rare. Beomseok is more serious and intense, but on rare occasions, when he's in a really soft mood, he'll tease you with sarcastic little comments and a sly smirk.

H = Hair He keeps himself well-groomed, clean, and neat. A little hair, but he keeps it trimmed because he likes control over every detail.

I = Intimacy At first, it’s all about release for him. But once he gets attached? He uses sex to show emotions he can't put into words—possessiveness, desperation, loneliness. His touches will become slower, deeper, almost aching with feelings he’s too scared to say.

J = Jack Off Often, especially when he's frustrated or angry. But if he knows he can have you? He'd rather wait for the real thing.

K = Kink Choking, overstimulation, slight humiliation. He loves seeing you break for him—whimpering, begging, tears pooling in your eyes. But he balances it with intense praise after, whispering how good you did for him.

L = Location He doesn't care as long as he can have you. But private spaces where he can get messy and rough without holding back are his favorite—hotel rooms, his room, anywhere he can lock the world out.

M = Motivation Jealousy is his biggest trigger. If he sees someone else looking at you? Expect him to drag you somewhere private and remind you who you belong to.

N = No Beomseok would never actually hurt you or cross your limits. He might be intense, but he's hyper-aware of your boundaries. If you say stop, he's out in a second.

O = Oral He loves giving as much as receiving. There’s something about seeing you fall apart on his tongue that feeds his ego. He’s messy, sloppy, and loves to overstimulate you until you can’t take anymore.

P = Pace Fast, deep, unforgiving. He likes to keep you pinned down, hips slamming into you like he’s trying to ruin you for anyone else.

Q = Quickie Absolutely. He loves them. Especially if you're wearing something cute that pisses him off because you’re tempting him in public.

R = Risk He loves risky places but only if he's sure you won't actually get caught. He likes the idea of danger but still likes to keep control of the situation.

S = Stamina Very high. He can go multiple rounds, especially if he's feeling possessive or needy. Even if he's exhausted, he'll push himself to keep you trembling and overstimmed.

T = Toys He’s not huge on toys but might use them to punish you if you tease him too much—like a vibrator tied to you while he watches you squirm.

U = Unfair Very unfair. He loves teasing you until you're whining and begging, only to slow down and make you wait even longer.

V = Volume He’s gruff, low, and breathy—but when he’s really lost in you? Growls, groans, possessive whispers like “mine” will slip out between clenched teeth.

W = Wild Card Beomseok secretly loves fucking you with all your clothes still half on. There's something so hot to him about hiking your skirt up or pushing your panties aside and taking you messy and desperate.

X = X-ray (size) He’s above average. Enough to stretch you out just right, especially with the way he always makes you feel so full.

Y = Yearning Beomseok won’t admit it, but once he’s hooked on you, he gets needy real quick. He’ll pretend he’s fine without you, but the second he has you alone? He’s all over you, hands greedy, lips desperate, hips grinding against you like he’s starved.

NSFW alphabet

only you would know

quiet in the back

sweet and needy

fall in line

dont underestimate

experience

hyuntak:

daddy issues

red mean stay

headcanons

💢 Weak Hero Family Headcanons 💢

(canon-inspired + emotional damage edition)

🥊 Ahn Suho

Suho's mom works long hours—maybe a nurse or a convenience store manager—so he grew up kind of fending for himself.

His dad left when he was young or passed away—Suho never talks about it, but there's a picture frame on a shelf that never moves.

He has a strained relationship with extended family—he doesn’t visit relatives much, even during holidays.

He’s incredibly respectful and protective of his mom. He keeps his grades decent and tries not to let her see his injuries from fights.

The way he treats his friends? That's learned from watching his mom never give up despite exhaustion. Loyalty is his love language.

Headcanon: When Suho gets home from a bad fight, he lies to his mom about being tired from studying. Then he stays up doing real homework so she won’t worry.

🧼 Yeon Si-eun

Only child. Cold, emotionally distant parents who prioritize achievement and image over affection.

His father is extremely controlling—he expects perfect grades and no distractions. Probably the type to say “emotions are weakness.”

sieun’s mother might be present physically, but she doesn't interfere. She’s passive, maybe scared of the father too.

Sieun didn’t grow up with affection. That’s why he doesn’t understand his own feelings at first—why he's drawn to Suho, to having people in his corner.

Headcanon: siuen once had a goldfish as a kid. It died while he was at school and no one told him. When he asked about it, his dad said, “It was just a fish. Don’t get attached to unimportant things.”

😎 BeomSeok

Textbook pressure-cooker household. His dad is probably in a powerful position—politics, corporate, or law.

He’s been compared to others his whole life, especially older siblings or cousins. He’s always trying to prove he’s not weak or worthless.

Physical/emotional abuse is heavily implied. His dad believes fear = discipline.

No siblings mentioned, but if he has one, it’s probably a “golden child” older brother who excels and makes him feel invisible.

Headcanon: BeomSeok’s room is spotless. Not because he likes it, but because his dad used to punish him for small messes. Even now, he checks twice before leaving.

🔪 Park Humin

Lower-middle class family. His parents are good people, but probably struggling with finances.

He might have a younger sibling—a baby sister or brother he absolutely adores. He’ll work part-time jobs just to buy them snacks.

His mom is a sweetheart. His dad might be quiet but present.

He acts like a goofball, but he carries the weight of wanting to protect both his family and his friends.

Headcanon: Humin has drawings his little sibling made taped to his wall. He acts like it's no big deal but would absolutely throw hands if someone laughed at them.

🥋 Seongje

YES. Seongje absolutely has a younger sister.

He’s overprotective to the point of being annoying. Walks her to school. Grills her male classmates. Once threatened a kid for copying her homework.

Their mom is a single parent or works a lot, so he grew up filling in as the “man of the house” early.

His sister teases him like crazy—calls him “drama queen” or “wannabe gangster.” But she loves him deeply.

Can you do a smut cuz he looks soo cute and nerdy...uh

What about both of them are virgins but ig beomseok watched Adult content soo he knows a bit more and they do it...

Uhm Established relationship of atleast 6 months.

Thank youuuuu

This is the last i will send for now🤗🤗🤗

Beomseok x Reader | First Time, But He’s Got Some “Experience”

You and Beomseok had been dating for half a year now—quiet dinners, shy smiles, long phone calls about everything and nothing. Despite all the time you’d spent together, you two had kept things slow, waiting for the right moment to get intimate. You were both virgins, but Beomseok had mentioned once—half embarrassed, half smug—that he’d watched some adult content before. You never pressed him on it, but now, lying next to each other on his bed, the air thick with anticipation, you could tell tonight was the night.

He adjusted his glasses nervously, cheeks flushed a soft pink. “So… uh, I might know a few things. But, um, only from watching videos. I’m kind of a rookie in real life, just like you.”

You smiled, reaching for his hand. “We’re in this together.”

He squeezed your hand back, swallowing his nerves. Slowly, carefully, he leaned in, brushing his lips against yours with the gentlest touch. You could feel his hesitation, but also his eagerness.

As you both shed layers of clothing, your hands explored timidly, learning each other’s curves and edges. He paused sometimes, asking if you were okay, if it felt good, voice shaky but sweet.

“Okay, so… when we start, it’s important to go slow. I learned that from… um, the videos.”

You giggled softly. “I trust you.”

Guided by his nervous but determined hand, you both moved together, discovering new sensations. Beomseok’s breath hitched as you responded to each other’s touches, eyes wide with wonder and something like awe. It wasn’t perfect, but it was real and tender.

When he finally entered you, it was slow, careful, and it made you both catch your breath. He looked down at you with wide eyes, whispering, “Are you okay?”

You nodded, heart pounding, and smiled. “Better than okay.”

His fingers brushed your hair back, and you felt a heat bloom inside you, stronger and sweeter than anything before. The two of you moved together, stammering words of encouragement and quiet moans, slowly building a rhythm as you learned to listen to each other’s bodies.

Afterwards, wrapped up in each other’s arms, Beomseok rested his forehead against yours. “I’m glad we waited. You’re amazing.”

You smiled, feeling so full of love and a little awe yourself. “Me too. And… you’re definitely more than just nerdy.”

He chuckled, shy but proud. “Guess those videos helped a little, huh?”

Don’t Underestimate Me

(Oh Beomseok x chubby bully!reader | smut)

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The hallway was nearly empty, the muffled chatter of the last students fading as the sun dipped behind the school’s gray walls. Beomseok leaned against the lockers, arms crossed, his usual cocky smirk in place. He thought this was his territory. That no one could really challenge him.

But then you appeared—bold and unapologetic, every inch the definition of “don’t mess with me.”

You pushed off the wall a little too close, a sly smile playing on your lips. Beomseok raised an eyebrow, amused. “What? You think you’re tough?”

You shrugged, stepping in until there was no space left between you. “I’m more than tough. I’m your next problem.”

He laughed, shaking his head. “You? A bully? Please.”

That was the spark.

Your fingers curled around his collar, tugging him forward just enough to erase the smirk. Your breath hitched when you saw the flicker of surprise in his eyes—he’d underestimated you.

“Keep underestimating me,” you whispered, lips brushing his jaw, “and I’ll show you exactly what you’re missing.”

His eyes darkened, heat pooling low in his chest. Hands sliding to your waist, he pulled you flush against him. The tension was electric, raw and hungry.

You tilted your head back, giving him access to your neck, teeth grazing your skin as his lips followed with heated kisses. Your fingers tangled in his hair, tugging gently, the power dynamic shifting with every touch.

Beomseok’s hands roamed your curves, his palms memorizing the softness he’d only seen from afar before.

“You’re not just a bully,” he murmured against your skin, voice rough. “You’re fucking irresistible.”

A slow grin spread across your face as you pressed your body closer, hips grinding lightly against his. “I told you. I’m your weakness.”

His breath hitched, and with a rough growl, he dipped his head, capturing your mouth again. The kiss was fierce, demanding.

Your hands slid under his shirt, fingers tracing the defined planes of his back, pulling him even closer.

Beomseok’s grip tightened on your hips, lifting you effortlessly and pressing you against the lockers. You gasped into his mouth, fingers tightening in his hair as his mouth left a trail of fire down your neck.

He dipped lower, teeth grazing the curve of your collarbone, lips sucking bruises that would mark you both as his—his and yours.

You moaned softly, grinding into him, the heat pooling between you growing unbearable.

“Take me,” you whispered, voice thick with need.

He lifted you fully, carrying you to the nearest empty classroom without breaking the kiss.

The door clicked shut behind you, muffling the sounds of your desperate breaths and the rustling of clothes.

Beomseok’s hands were everywhere—exploring, claiming, worshipping your body with an intensity that made your head spin.

You pulled at his shirt, desperate to feel skin against skin. His hands slid over your curves, thumbs stroking your hips, teasing and promising.

He lowered you onto the desk, fingers trailing along your jawline as he stared down at you with raw hunger.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he breathed.

Your hands cupped his face, drawing him down for a heated kiss, teeth clashing as the desire between you ignited into a blazing fire.

Clothes peeled away, fingers explored, lips worshipped every inch of bare skin.

You felt his breath hitch as you traced the swell of his muscles, the promise in his touch making your heart race.

Beomseok’s voice was rough as he whispered, “I want you to feel how much I want you.”

You shivered under his touch, arching your back as he slid inside you, slow and sure.

The world narrowed to the two of you—heat, breath, whispered names, and the raw, wild ache of need.

His hands gripped your hips as he moved with steady, relentless rhythm, eyes locked on yours.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer, skin burning where you touched.

Moans and gasps filled the quiet room, the only witness to your passion.

When you finally came undone beneath him, trembling and breathless, Beomseok followed moments later, lips capturing yours in a fierce kiss.

After, you curled into each other, his arms tight around you, the world outside forgotten.

He murmured against your hair, “Never underestimate yourself—or me.”