c: joffrey baratheon

Crowns: 1. Robert Baratheon  2. Joffrey Baratheon and Tommen Baratheon 3. Renly Baratheon  4. Margaery Tyrell  5. Cersei Lannister  6. Joffrey Baratheon   7. Driftwood Crown Euron Greyjoy  8. Cersei Lannister

Let’s hold the phone and recall that

In season 1, Sansa:

  • Younger brother Bran was thrown off a tower and left crippled for life. 
  • Had to deal with the death of her Direwolf by the hands of the people she loved and admired so. 
  • Engaged in a bitter feud with Arya over the above. 
  • Witnessed a man dying in the Hand’s tourney. 
  • Dismissed by Joffrey throughout the year until suddenly he decided to play the gentleman. 
  • Had to deal with her father being arrested and her sister up and disappearing. 
  • Forced to beg for her father’s life and was promised he was allowed to live by her future husband only for her so called love of her life to order his execution right in front of her. 
  • Dealing with daily tortures and beatings from Joffrey. 
  • Forced to watch her father’s head and everybody else from Winterfell who came with them rot in spikes. 
  • Told Joffrey Robb would fucking destroy him. 
  • Considered going over the edge with Joffrey a great sane idea.

In season2, Sansa:

  • So frightened out of her mind by Joffrey that one wrong word would be the beating of her but still managed to trick his arse to save Ser Dontos. 
  • Continued to put up with daily beatings everytime Robb won a victory. 
  • Managed to make a friend in Shae. 
  • Dealt with Cersei’s constant digs just as much as Joffrey’s beatings. 
  • Nearly raped by a mob of folk and left to her fate by Joffrey, only just being saved by the hound. 
  • So terrified of Joffrey finding out she was “fit” to have his children that she tried to burn evidence of her having her period. 
  • Continued to put on a brave face and saying she is loyal to her beloved Joffrey despite everything. 
  • Had to deal with Cersei’s drunken ass and the idea of being raped, not saved as Stannis’ army approached. 
  • Also dealt with the hound in her own room and bravely made the smart decision in staying behind. 
  • Faced the idea of being Joffrey’s chew boy with even less value after he shoved her aside for Margaery.

In season3, Sansa:

  • Made some powerful allies with Olenna, Margaery and Loras and entertained the idea of actually marrying Loras so she could finally be free in Highgarden and away from the hell that is Kings Landing. 
  • So worried about Margaery’s safety that she told the truth about Joffrey. 
  • Actually gave her potential marriage with Loras a HUGE shot. 
  • So much so that she refuses Littlefinger’s idea to escape. 
  • But the troubling news of Tyrion marrying her instead hits her like a ton of bricks. 
  • And Littlefinger’s opportunity to escape is no longer open. 
  • Faces the possibility of losing her virginity to a man not suitable for her. 
  • Pretty much marries Tyrion and is humiliated throughout the day by what is happening but continues to soldier on. 
  • Tells a cold truth to Tyrion that she may never want him in her bed even though he could rape her if he wanted to. 
  • But despite that does try to make things pleasant with him. Best out of a bad bunch and all that. 
  • News of Catelyn and Robb’s death hits her. She has no true chance of escaping Kings Landing that she knows of now.

In season4, Sansa:

  • Mourned the deaths of her entire family and sunk in so much depression. 
  • No longer even finding comfort in prayers. 
  • Continued to deal with the likes of Joffrey mocking Robb’s death. 
  • Fished out of Kings Landing in a way that makes her look completely guilty in killing Joffrey. 
  • Shae also betrays her and drags her name through the mud. 
  • And Ser Dontos wasn’t even in it to save her because she saved him; only for the money. 
  • Taken to the Vale where her crazy aunt Lysa is completely and utterly jealous of her relationship with Littlefinger. 
  • Deals with Robin who is completely disrespectful and fucks up her escape from reality via the snow castle of Winterfell. 
  • Is constantly abused by Lysa. 
  • And Littlefinger continues to make creepy advances towards her. 
  • Which eventually causes Lysa to snap and try to kill her, only to be killed by Petyr. 
  • Sansa then has to cover up the murder so she can have some agency through Petyr as the father figure of the Lord of the vale and not face the Unknown.

In season5, Sansa:

  • Refuses Brienne’s help because (logically) she saw her bow to Joffrey despite supposably being Catelyn’s knight. 
  • Agrees to go along with marrying the son of a man who killed her brother in order to get her family home back as well as the fact she doesn’t even have a choice in the matter. This IS Littlefinger we are talking about here, the matter was already decided and she knew that. 
  • Has to deal with her childhood home being so corrupted. 
  • Has to deal with ghosts. 
  • Has to deal with a shady ass jealous lover of Ramsay’s following her arse. 
  • Comes face to face with Theon, the man who supposably killed Bran and Rickon. 
  • Deals with Ramsay’s parade of showing Theon about and has to dine with the man who killed her brother and betrayed her mother. 
  • Eventually marries Ramsay at sacred ground and is raped by him in her bedroom. 
  • Locked in that chamber for supposably months if Fat Walda’s pregnancy is to go by being constantly abused and raped by Ramsay. 
  • Chance at breaking out is betrayed by Theon, and as a result the woman who tried to help her also dies. 
  • Breaks out only to see Stannis once again fail to save her. 
  • Is so done with her life that she is ready to accept death at the hands of Myranda. 
  • With no other option, Sansa grabs Theon’s hand and jumps off a FUCKING TOWER with no certainly if they are going to make it as the alternative is just too horrific to imagine.

In season6; Sansa:

  • Survives her fall and is forced to run into the absolute freezing cold. 
  • And even BRAVES her way through a lake.
  • And is nearly dragged back to Winterfell only to be saved by Brienne.
  • But isn’t ready to give up Winterfell just yet as she knows there is nowhere for her or Jon to go without forever having to flee. And they need to set up a sanctuary for Bran, Rickon and Arya to go to if they are still alive. She is already gearing up to face the monster who made her life hell.
  • And that couldn’t be more clearer after he sends Jon the letter demanding he give her over or she will be raped and killed alongside their little brother Rickon. 
  • So vulnerable after everything that she cannot trust Jon enough after placing her trust in so many people to be let down time after time after time.
  • And she doesn’t even have the respect from the Northmen for actions she wasn’t in control of (marrying Tyrion and Ramsay); she’s more free than she has been for a long time but she still doesn’t have agency.
  • Accepts the likely possibility Rickon is going to die and prepares to kill herself if Ramsay wins and Jon dies.
  • So hardened and scarred by everything, that she watches Ramsay die with utter delight at the hands of his own hounds.
  • And even though she got Winterfell back alongside Jon; she isn’t recognised in her struggles and journey to get the home back by the North.

Now tell me this ain’t the most strongest character out there? She keeps on going on after taking hit after hit. I’m not so happy with some of the story deviations they made from the book, but Sansa Stark without a doubt remains the strongest and most fearless character out there after everything she’s been through.

Give the girl a medal. Shit, give her the heads of all her enemies so she can live the rest of her life in peace.

Preference 06: You Get Hurt

Bran Stark:

Originally posted by primogenial

  You were both riding around Winterfell when you had hit a branch and fallen from your horse.

  “She’s awake, my Lord.” The Maester said and Bran nodded to Hodor who picked him up, and carried him into the room.

“Set him on the bed, Hodor.” You spoke weakly, smiling at the two as the giant obeyed, “Thank you.”

  “Hodor.” The man said with a smile as he left and you turned to Bran and grabbed his hand. But before you got the chance to speak, Bran cut up off.

  He squeezed your hand and sighed, his lip trembling slightly as he said, “I’m sorry..”

“Bran you did nothing what are you sorry-”

“I couldn’t do anything but run.” He spoke sadly, “All I could do was run and help, leaving you to get kidnapped or killed or-” You hugged him tightly and shushed him.

“Bran… You couldn’t have done anything else. You saved me.” You kissed his forehead and he moved up so your lips were touching. He smiled against  your lips as you pulled apart.

“I will never let you get hurt again, my darling Y/N. Never.”


  Joffrey Baratheon:

Originally posted by gameoftoasts

“Were in the seven hells is she?!” The King exclaimed as soon as The Maester told him. “How could her guards let this happen?”

“In her room, your grace.” The old man spoke with compassion, “She is recovering and is hardly harm-”

“And the men who tripped her? And broke her? Where are they?”

“In the dungeons.” His mother said, “Awaiting your word.”

“Take me to my lady.” He demanded the Kingsguard who served as his new favorite and the man nodded, leaving without being dismissed from anyone else. He bolted in unannounced and grabbed your hand, kissing it then kissing up your arm. “My lady.” He sighed brushing hair from your face. “Are you terribly hurt?”

“No, your grace.” You smiled gently, squeezing his hand, “Just a broken ankle. I should be up and walking again within a fortnight.”

Joffrey scowled, “How dare those bastards! I’ll have their heads!”

“Joff.” You sighed, taking his hand, “Please tell me you haven’t-”

The boy scoffed, “Not yet.”

  “Please don’t…” She spoke softly, “Let them go. Please.”

Joffrey sighed angrily, standing and giving an unheard order to the guards and then sat back besides his lover. “If it pleases my lady, it shall be done.”


Jamie Lannister:

Originally posted by gifthetv

He ran to you as soon as you fell, pulling you to your feet, this caused you to giggle a bit.

“It is just a tiny cut on my leg Jamie.” You sighed, looking into his beautiful Lannister green eyes, “You do not need to panic.”

“A tiny cut on your leg that rendered you unconscious for two days.” He scoffed, “I still don’t understand why think you should go into battle.”

You sighed, not sure how to reply. Yes, your leg hurt bad but you knew you couldn’t stress him more than he already was. Not caring how Jamie would reply, you went with the truth.

“I couldn’t sit by and do nothing.” You sighed softly, “I couldn’t sit by and let you die. Even if that meant a sword slicing my leg. Even if that means death.”

Jamie smiled slightly and picked you up, causing you to laugh as he peppered your face in kisses.

“I don’t think I am going to let you down.” He sighed when he stopped, his forehead touching yours as he whispered on your lips, “Regardless of if you are going to battle or if you are going to braid your lady’s hair.”


Jorah Mormont:

Originally posted by jornerys

“By the seven-!” You whined as the skin blistered and fizzed.

Daenerys had left you in charged of her three baby dragons and naturally, while you were petting one, the big, black one spat fire at you in jealousy. Jorah, upon hearing your screams of pain ran into the room and demanded the dragons be put back in their cages and fed.

Jorah looked you up down, taking his hand bellow your chin to meet his eyes as he began to tend your burn.

He started by pouring alcohol on it, this burned and caused you to cry out and Jorah shhhed you, putting the ointment onto the burn which soothed your cries and wrapping it up an leaf bandage. Then he engulfed you in the tightest embrace you could imagine.

“I’m sorry to worry you.” You sighed, kissing his chest, “It didn’t hurt that bad.”

“That was the worse burn I have ever seen. I haven’t seen flame caused the skin to bubble and fizz like that before. You had a reason to cry out.”

You nodded and placed your arms on his shoulders, “I know. I just hate seeing you all worked up and panicked.”

He smiled and ran his hands through your hair and smiled, making vows to never leave you with the Queen’s dragons again.


Jojen Reed:

Originally posted by valyrios

  “Let her be.” You spat at the men. “She is nothing. A peasant compared to what I am.”

“Aye?” The man stroking Meera’s cheek asked, “And who are you girl, a highborn bastard?”

  “I am Y/N Bolten. The last true born daughter of Roose Bolten. I am unmarried and remain a virgin. Still I am more than you will ever be and see… At the moment.” You spoke numbly as the men stared at you in shock, “This is Meera and Jojen Reed. The cripple is Bran Stark. I am more than they will ever be. I’m the Princess of the North. Tell me, what would my father do should you return me, the Stark boy, and the Reed children to him?” He raised his eyebrows, “They would bind you to me.”

Slowly, they walked to you and undid your binds while another let Meera down and threw her to her brother. Then he struck you so hard you fell to the ground. You winced as you heard a cry of panic from all your friends (A “HODOR” from Hodor) even from Bran to your surprise.

  “Do you honestly think I care about who-”

You spat in his face, “We flay people. That’s what we are known for. Bring me home and my father will-” He struck you again, this time causing you to cough blood as he drew a dagger and pushed you to the ground dragging it against your skin. But you did not cry. “Is that supposed to hurt?” You laughed, blood spilling from your busted lip “I’ve done worse to men like you and they cried for their mothers.”

With an angered sigh, he tore your shoulder furs off and threw them to Bran. Then he dove the knife into the pads of your shoulders, slowly removing a chunk of your skin as you cried out in pain. He then continued with the other blade as silence fell. That was until Jojen laughed.

“Whatcha laughing at boy?” He said, moving his leg off you, “You want me to hurt her more?”

“You are going to die tonight.” Jojen laughed. “Your body will burn. And she will live. And remain an unmarried virgin until I ask her.”

  The man echoed his laughter, “And how do you know this?”

  You heard screaming outside but blacked out before you got sense of what’s going on.

“She’s waking up now.”

  “Damn. I was hoping that she would be out for this.”

A burning sensation spread through your body and you gasped in pain, sitting up. “No, my love.” Jojen came into view, pushing you back into the snow, “Squeeze my hand.” You obeyed as Meera closed the wounds on your shoulder with flame.

You didn’t cry or even tear up. You just smiled at Jojen and looked into his eyes.

“You are doing well.” He smiled at you, “One more…. One more and I promise that I will not let anyone tough you again


Jon Snow:

Originally posted by fuckyeahhousestark

"Okay I’m going to to pull it out are you ready?”

You hugged the tree and nodded as his hands met the arrow that had plunged through your stomach and nodded.

  “Alright.” He spoke calmly, “One. Two-”

“Damn just do it already!” You cursed and suddenly felt an ache being removed from your chest and a hole inside your body as Jon quickly began to wrap your center up while you cursed. Jon imeadiatly shhed you as your curses sailed loud. “Hurry I want milk of the poppy.”

Jon smiled lightly and picked you up in your arms, “You cursed like a Greyjoy, you do know that right?” Hiting him gently before leaning into the warmth of his furs, you allowed him to cradle you like a child as you muttered curses against his skin.

“It’s not funny.” You whimpered, “You take an arrow. See how it feels.”

“I did.” He smirked. “Three and I am still alive.”

“Oh shut up.” You glared and he laughed. “I love you Jon Snow.” You sighed in defeat.

“Aye. I do love you as well. And I promise not to let you get hurt on a hunt again… Or maybe your hunting days are at an end…”

“Jon Snow..” You glared, “If you dare threaten to take away my hunts you’ll be the next one taking an arrow through your gut.”


Tommen Baratheon:

Originally posted by young-owlet

Tommen winced and cried as they plucked pieces of glass from your leg.

“Tommy.” You sighed gently, stroking his face and running his around, “I am alright. They are almost done.”

He nodded, thanking the Maesters for their help as he turned away, stiches being sewn up your leg and Tommen squeezed your hand fiercely as he whined again. He closed his eyes and brought your other hand to his palm as he attempted to breathe in attempts to calm your sobbing.

When the door closed you moved him to the bed, slowly and brought his ear to your lips. “They are gone my love. You may open your eyes.”

He did not hesitate to hug you tight. So much it made you wince. You chuckled.

“Careful now. We don’t want to tear the stiches.” Tommen sighed in agreement and let go and he looked at you, running his hands through your hair which learned had calmed him down. “Why are you angry my love?”

He bit his lip and shook his head, “I am pissed that the servant couldn’t even bother to look where they were-”

You kissed his lips softly and he responded with his anger, hands trailing down to your waist.

“That wasn’t you Tommy.” You sighed, hugging him as you stroked his back, “You aren’t him Joff.”

Nodding he kissed your neck, his face laying on his lower neck. Then a chuckled and smile spread across his lips.

“I guess it means that I can’t let you leave my side again.”

You smirked and laid on top of his head, “If it pleases his grace, it will be done.”

Theon Greyjoy:

Originally posted by sleepingwiththe-light-on

You gasped for air as you were yet again plunged down into the waves.

The people on the deck screamed and hollered in shock as you looked for the Greyjoy’s or the Queen.

Never thought this was how I would die. You sighed as you were forced gasp of air as the sweet sea began to fill your lungs. Caving into your inevitable death you closed your eyes and embraced the darkness. Let it be quick and merciful please.

But deep down you wouldn’t be as you could feel yourself choking on the water as it slowly itched the breath and life out of you, making you cold and going insane in the water.

I am sorry Theon. I hope you can forgive me.

Bright light shined into the pupils of your eyes causing you to begin to cough up water, fading in and out of consciousness as Theon pressed his lips to yours, breathing oxygen into your lungs as the darkness took over you.

“C'mon Y/N!” The weak and breathless voice of Theon spoke, “Please… Please..”

You gasped and coughed as Theon sighed happily and brought you into his arms as you began to sob.

“I won’t let you go. Not like that… Not on my watch..”


Tyrion Lannister:

Originally posted by netflixruinedmylifeimagines

“Are you in a lot of pain my lady?”

You looked up at him, a small smile on your face and shook your head no. Sighing, you grabbed his hand and brought it to your lips.

“What even happened? The Maester would not tell me.” Tyrion asked, concern filling his eyes, “I am sorry for prying. I know I shouldn’t I just-”

Kissing his hand again you chuckled, “You have a right to know and pry my love. And you must promise should I tell you that you will not go and take rash actions.”

Chuckling at this, he grabbed your hand than already wasn’t holding yours and stroked your knuckled, “Rash, my love? I would never.” You echoed the laughter and squeezed his hand.

“It was Joffrey, my love.” You sighed, your face falling, “Bashed me against a wall. But I am going to be okay… I promise. I haven’t gotten a concussion or anything yet. I even slapped him.. I think…”

Tyrion scoffed but forced a smile, “So you wish me not to strike him to Esos, so I shalln’t. I am just happy that you are ok-Wait you hit him?!”

Joffrey x Sister Reader

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Imagine Joffrey falling in love with your beauty and soul despite the fact you are his sister.

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