#jeoffrey lannister is an asshole

[alder-saan]

Why hello it’s me again…I absolutely adored the last writing you did for me I was wondering if I could request another… or course as a Cersei simp maybe a Cersei x FemMaiden/Nanny for her children ? Where Cersei is frustrated and lashes out on her secret girlfriend and for once feels horrible about it ?

If that’s confusing I apologize!

Much love ❤️

I believe you

Okay okay, I went somehow a bit far with this one. That's why I need to say something : VIOLENCE ISN'T OKAY. This is a fiction. I wrote it trying not to romantize it too much. If your partner (or just a friend, or a relative) hit you, that's a real problem, and don't hesitate to ask for help. I made an open ending, if reader forgive or not, that's up to you. And sorry, it's a bit shorter that the usual, but I didn't want to write many description (bcz of artistic reasons?)

Cersei Lannister x Reader

TW : physical violence, torture (on animals), Jeoffrey Lannister

Words count : ~ 1300

“No Jeoffrey, your mother told you to stay in your room.”

“You’ll have to make me, worthless servant!”

You held back from slapping him. He was still a boy, but already unbearable. You were usually taking care of Myrcella, but today, Jeoffrey’s nanny was sick, and Cersei had asked you to watch him, while she found a replacement. But this situation made you nervous. You didn’t like him. He was unbearable. And Myrcella  told you about him, about the way he acted. He was pure evil.

“Now, find something to do in your room.”

You really missed Myrcella, right now. Calm, daydreaming almost all day…

“Come with me then. You wouldn’t want someone to attack me, would you? Or maybe you are a traitor, and my mother will hear about it.”

You sighed.

“Yes, I will come with you.”

You led the way to his room. You really didn’t like it. It was always full of agonising insects, to which he removed the legs and wings “for fun”. Once, you saw him playing with the body of a half dead cat, and almost threw up. This child was really scary.

But how could you refuse anything from Cersei, your Cersei… Especially when she asked you something in the morning, while you were waking up naked in her bed. The thoughts of your last night spent in her sheets made you shudder. That was a few days ago. You missed her. She has been busy these days, and has had no time for you. But that was okay, you knew once everything was done, it would be nice again.

You entered his room, shivering. Now you just had to watch him until evening. You sat on a chair and opened the book you brought to pass time. 

Soon you heard a strange, almost plaintive squeaking sound.

“What are you doing, Jeoffrey?”

“I’m dismembering a beetle! It’s fun, it’s screaming!”

“Stop hurting animals.”

“It’s just a beetle!”

“And yet it can feel pain. If not, it wouldn’t scream like this.”

“You’re not funny.”

You didn’t answer and continued reading your book.

When Jeoffrey approached you, you ignored him. He made you feel really uncomfortable, and so you didn’t want to speak to him or to do something with him.

Then you felt him prick your hand which was under the book with a needle. 

“Do you feel pain?” he asked.

Your body reacts by itself and you hit him with your book.

“You son of a b-” You stopped before insulting your lover.

While he was crying on the floor, because you hit him, you felt a bit guilty. But you couldn’t move to help him and comfort him. He was a horrible child who loved torturing animals. You were not sure he deserved your helm.

“My mother will hear about this!”

“Yeah, go tell your mother.”

You trusted her. She would believe you, you knew it. And as Jeoffrey ran out of his room, you opened your book again and continued reading, for a few minutes. You enjoyed the stillness of the room, without him in it.

Soon you heard the door slamming open.

“Y/N!”

You turned your head towards Cersei, who was yelling your name, Jeoffrey in her arms.

“You had ONE job! Watching Jeoffrey! First you let him escape from his room, without monitoring, and now I learnt you beat Jeoffrey?”

“I didn’t-”

“Shut up, I’m talking. I like you, Y/N, but you know full well there are three people in the world you can’t hurt if you want to keep me by your side, right? Jeoffrey is one of them.” 

Okay, she was really mad. She was looking at you with such anger in her eyes. That was terrifying. She was unrecognisable, Cersei had never been so rude with you. You stood up and walked towards her.

“I’m sorry that was a… It was a reflex, I didn't do it on purpose”

“A reflex? Beating my child? A REFLEX?”

“No, I-”

SMACK

You held your breath. A burn was beginning to invade your cheek. You put your hand on it. It was hot. What had just happened?

“That was a reflex, Y/N. Now out.”

You choked back a sob and swallowed your tears. You didn’t want her to see you crying. And while you were walking out of the room, Jeoffrey gave you a big winning smile. You had lost.

You spent the rest of the day in your little room. Lying in bed, snuggled up in the covers, you were crying. You didn't really know why. Were you crying because she had hit you? Was it because you had disappointed her? Was it because Jeoffrey had won? Maybe the three of them. You left your hand on your cheek, even though you were no longer in pain. Why? Why did she do that? Why did she have this look? Why didn’t she believe you? Didn’t she trust you?

Someone knocked upon your door.

You ignored them and tried not to make a sound.

“Y/N, I know you’re here. Open the door.”

You couldn’t reprime a sob when you heard Cersei’s voice.

Silence.

“Open this door, please. I want to talk to you”

You stood up and wiped your tears. Your eyes were still red and puffy. “I look terrible,” you thought as you were seeing them in the small mirror on your wall. You opened the door. She entered and closed it behind her. You couldn’t look her in the eye. When she approached her hand, you took a step back.

“Y/N… I… I’m so sorry. It was mean of me, I have no excuse. But I wanted to apologise to you.”

“That’s okay, your Highness. I’m okay”

“You’re not. That’s not. I hurt you. Physically and mentally.”

You couldn’t speak. Maybe because you didn’t want to.

“Jeoffrey told me you had been violent with him, he told me you kicked him… At first I didn’t believe him, but when I saw his red cheek… Please, tell me what happened.”

“While I was reading, he stuck a needle in my hand. I swear I didn’t want to hit him, but my hand moved anyway and… And I hit him, yes.”

“You didn’t kick him? You didn’t beat him?”

“I didn’t. That was an accident. I’m so sorry.”

“I believe you. That’s not the first time he lies.”

You nodded. She took your hand. You wanted to escape, but you couldn’t move.

“Please, give me another chance. One. Just one chance. I don’t want to lose you. Not like that.”

“I’m afraid…” you whispered “You looked so angry at me… I couldn’t recognize you. As if I didn’t know you.”

“I’m sorry, this week was exhausting, I… I’m tired, I’m stressed out, I’m overworked, and I miss you. I overreacted. I shouldn’t have, I know. That’s not your fault. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

Some tears rolled on your cheeks, and she cupped your face and wiped them.

“I’m so sorry, darling. Believe me.” 

You sobbed, and she held you tight. You snuggled into her arms, your head resting on her shoulder. As you were crying, she kissed your forehead and your hair.

“If you need time, I understand. I would wait a thousand years for you.”

“I’m so sorry…”

“Don’t. Don’t be sorry. I told you none of this is your fault.”

You nodded, she kissed your head again and again.

“I have to go, love, I have another meeting. But I’ll return to you right after. Okay?”

“Okay, Cersei.”

She was slowly removing her arms from your back, when you stopped her.

“Before you go, can you… kiss me?” you asked

“You want me to kiss you?”

“Yes, please.”

She pressed her lips against yours. That wasn’t what you were used to. Usually, she would kiss you as if it was the last time, as if she wanted to eat you entirely. Now, it was soft, it was gentle. As if the kiss was whispering “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry”.

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Again, violence isn't okay.

[returnofahsoka]

when tywin started talking to tyrion about having to make sacrifices for your family and he went "i wanted to kill you but i raised you as my son" that just made me SO angry like excuse me sir but in which universe does 'not killing your son' counts as a huge and terrible sacrifice that you have to make for your family ASSHOLE

[returnofahsoka]

jeoffrey is dead (FINALLY) which is good because if he humilitad my boy tyrion one more time, i would have probably snapped and killed him myself