this is not super perved out but like imagine reader doing pope’s curls for him :((
like maybe reader has curly/wavy hair and pope sees them doing their hair routine and he’s like “what are you doing?” all cute :((
i love this man so much
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oh my god thank you so much, you have literally unlocked a whole can of worms here bc I have curly hair myself and have literally daydreamed of somebody holding my diffuser and styling my hair for me bc my back hurts #unc. anyways here's you doing your curl routine on andrew's hair <33
Imagine you’re still early on in the relationship and he hasn’t really stayed over at your place much but you’ve told him that you need to go shower and it’s gonna take a long time because you need to wash your hair and style it. He’s a bit confused (the poor baby) but he nods, tells you to “take your time”.
You come out of the shower, wearing one of his shirts, and then you open the door because it’s just so humid inside. You’re standing in front of the mirror as you start styling your curls. Wrapping them around a brush, coiling them and scrunching your curls cream in.
Andrew comes and leans against the doorway, staring at you with his mouth pressed together like it often is and his brows furrowed in confusion.
“What are you doin’? What are you puttin’ in your hair?” He asks all cutely.
You smile.
“Oh that’s my curl cream to help my curls not get frizzy, and then this is my mousse that helps the curls stay and give them volume.”
Andrew nods, a bit overwhelmed, but still trying to understand. He comes into the bathroom then, seeing all your products stacked on the counter. He picks one up, examining it, reading the ingredients.
“So you do all this every time you wash your hair?”
You nod, “Yeah.”
“Oh.”
You look up at him then.
“Andrew, you have curly hair, don’t you put anything in it?”
He shakes his head.
“No, I just let it dry after washing it and then it ends up like this.”
He points to his head.
You giggle.
“Next time I come over to yours,” you begin, scrunching more mousse into your hair, “I’m gonna bring some things with me.”
That makes the sides of his mouth tilt up a little as he stares at you.
“Okay.”
Then a week later when you’re staying over at his you keep your promise, bringing all your products and your diffuser even, in a bag.
You make him sit the bathtub, head tilted back as you gently massage his scalp while washing it.
He lets out soft whimpers every time your nails press against his scalp, muttering out a soft “feels good” every now and then.
Then you condition his curls, using the same one you use on your hair.
“Smells like you,” he whispers as he breathes the fruity scent in.
You just let out a soft laugh and continue rubbing it in.
After washing it all off, you softly squeeze the mousse onto his head, the foam piling up. He leans back into you hands as you scrunch it all in gently, cooing at him, telling him how pretty and soft his curls are.
Once that’s done you plug the diffuser and gently hold his head while you run it all over his head, drying it. He closes his eyes when the heat hits him, face scrunching up a little.
“Nearly there honey, is that okay?”
He nods, “S’okay. Feels good.”
Your sweet, sweet boy.
Once it’s all done, you press a kiss on his beautiful fresh curls.
Tilting his face towards you, you cup his cheek.
“Did you like that? Your curls look so pretty, Andrew.”
“Yeah, I- that felt nice,” he says, blushing.
There’s a pause then, as his eyes bore into yours, mouth pursing, searching for the words.
“Can you do that for me again next week?”
Your heart clenches at how softly, how hesitantly he says the words.
“Yes of course, honey.”
You press a kiss to his cheek, then pause.
“Tell you what, you’re not allowed to wash your hair without me anymore.”
He smiles a little at that, eyes fluttering as he leans in to capture your lips with his.
so i wrote this instead of doing laundry but that's just the power he has over me i need this cookie bad
Oh man. Looking at you makes me stupid. I get obsessed with the smallest things. How you look while examining your fingernails. When you stretch, the curve of your neck. The slip of your spine. How wonderful. How enchanting.
You look up. Wrinkle your nose. “Why are you staring?”
I get wordless. All tangled heat and longing. I wanna build a universe where we never get out of bed. I wanna crawl into your arms like ivy, catch your laughter from the air and spin it into a blanket. You make me feel like I’m moss on a tree which is to say you make me feel like I’m home and where I’m supposed to be. Around you I trap sunlight. I want to tell you the inside of the forest you planted in me.
Oh man. Looking at you makes me stupid. I get obsessed with the smallest things. How you look while examining your fingernails. When you stretch, the curve of your neck. The slip of your spine. How wonderful. How enchanting.
You look up. Wrinkle your nose. “Why are you staring?”
I get wordless. All tangled heat and longing. I wanna build a universe where we never get out of bed. I wanna crawl into your arms like ivy, catch your laughter from the air and spin it into a blanket. You make me feel like I’m moss on a tree which is to say you make me feel like I’m home and where I’m supposed to be. Around you I trap sunlight. I want to tell you the inside of the forest you planted in me.
PLEASE more aemond PLS i am on my knees begging for scraps. ur one of the only writers who actually GETS him
Thank you so much!! One of the main reasons why I started this blog is because I couldn’t find much content of Aemond and how I picture him so this means a lot!! I have a few little ideas that aren’t really long enough for full imagines that I’m just gonna babble on about here for more sub!Aemond content :)) also, you guys are more than welcome to send more requests and to send more specific requests!! Anyway, here’s some random disjointed sub!Aemond babble
I didn’t intend for this to all be SFW thoughts it kinda just happened?? Honestly I have no idea how but yeah this is all SFW, I am happy to write more NSFW though! So if you have any ideas for NSFW sub!aemond then let me know :))
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The first time you ever give Aemond anything resembling an order is at your first dinner after your wedding. Aemond is stiff and formal, barely entertaining conversation, you get the impression that he wishes he were anywhere else.
There’s a pitcher of wine next to Aemond, and you ask to have more wine. You say this out loud, and as expected a servant immediately takes the wine pitcher and fills your glass. You thank them, but then to your surprise when you look back at Aemond he looks angry, and maybe even tells the servant to get lost?
So now obviously you’re beyond confused and you ask him what’s wrong. Which leads him to blush. BLUSH?? And he softly mumbles something that sounds an awful lot like “you asked me to do it and they did”
You press him and eventually realise that for whatever reason, Aemond thought you were asking him to refill your glass and he’s upset that a servant did it before he could. Which… you’ve never been so confused in your life because you what?? He’s barely even speaking to you and then he’s upset he couldn’t fill your glass?? He’s upset he couldn’t do that has always been the servants job?
So without thinking you get up, put your now full wine glass on the cabinet and grab an empty one. You sit back down and ask Aemond to fill your wine glass. You expect him to roll his eyes but he immediately takes the wine pitcher and fills your glass and then gets up and carries the glass to your side of the table, putting it down for you.
You thank him, and to your shock he… smiles?? So then you decide to lay it on thick and say “thank you very much Aemond, I appreciate it” and then he just… actually starts a proper conversation with you and seems very pleased with himself??
So after that you start experimenting, asking Aemond to do things for you, thanking him when he does and praising him and well, he now follows you around everywhere you go and will fire any servants who dare to try and do whatever you’ve asked him to do.
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When Allicent first met you, she was beyond relieved because she very quickly realised how much influence you have over Aemond. She thinks that she’s finally found a way she can control Aemond and ensure he behaves and does what she wants.
Unfortunately she very quickly realises how wrong she was when she tries to form some sort of pact with you and you shoot her down immediately. You tell her that you have absolutely no interest in being a tool for her to use to control Aemond.
And well, now allicent is in even worse a position because before Aemond would at least mostly listen to her and now? Now Aemond doesn’t even look at her, nevermind speak or listen to her.
Aemond gets all the love and affection and guidance he could ever need from you. Allicent could be on fire next to him and he wouldn’t even notice.
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The first time you suggest kneeling for Aemond, he’s mildly offended. He thought you understood how much he needed to be cared for and loved and never degraded and now you want him to kneel for you?
But, Aemond trusts you and he knows you always know what’s best for him so he agrees to try it once. You put a pillow down on the floor in front of a chair by the fire in his chambers. You sit down on the chair with a book, and have Aemond kneel on the pillow. You let him rest his head on his inner thigh.
Within 2 minutes Aemond is obsessed. He just…. He feels so safe?? You’ve got your hand in his hair, the fire is providing warmth, and it’s just the two of you. Very quickly he closes his eyes and just lets himself drift, the sounds of the fire and of you turning pages lulls him into this calm, almost half asleep state.
So obviously from there kneeling for you becomes common place. And maybe he even starts to tell you things while he kneels? It’s like once he’s there, his head on your thigh, all nice and safe, he’s able to just vent and complain and tell you everything that’s been on his mind.
As much as Aemond loves hearing your counsel and always asks what you think of things, you don’t give him any advice while he kneels for you. That’s not the time, he only wants to be allowed to vent and feel safe when he kneels.
And then maybe you also start reading to him? And god Aemond is just in heaven, not a single one thought in his head. He vents to you, gets all his frustrations out and then gets to just close his eyes and listen to your voice until he’s about to fall asleep right there. Then you help him up and crawl into bed with him, he’s asleep before you can even blow out the candles.
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