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[pixlerelish]

If you can't beat 'em, join 'em.

[shuknopadma]

Nayanthara in Chaleya from Jawan (2023)

[pixlerelish]

[shahrukhlove]

SHAH RUKH KHAN in Pathaan (2023)

[kkkg]

SRK & Deepika - Screen Awards Rehearsals

[joanna-lannister]

game of thrones modern au: Jaime and Cersei living their best lives in Italy before going back to Paris.

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[hairgrowsback]

Alright I'm done spamming see you in another month/s luvs.

[joanna-lannister]

He grabs the hair at the back of her head and kisses her, the way he kissed her at Casterly Rock twenty years ago.

[alexcabotgf]

                                              those summer nights seem long ago                                                 and so is the girl you used to call                                        the queen of new york city   seven kingdoms

[rhaella]

lannister appreciation week | day 3 | recent generations

three generations of lannister women

[deeptheon]

palette challenge

cersei lannister + make a stand for @ladystarks

[osansas]

@fandomaestheticnet emotion event ➝ 〚 wrath/anger 〛

cersei lannister.

the queen stood. “and what of my wrath, lord stark?” she asked softly.

[joanna-lannister]

#cersei likes to bite #i’m right and i should say it #🦁🦁🦁

[alexcabotgf]

4x03 // 4x10

[alexcabotgf]

                                                                 i’m the bad guy

                                                                        duh.

[yennefers-geralt]

“Westeros has two queens now, and the young one is as beautiful as the old one,” boomed Lyle Crakehall, an oaf of a knight who oft reminded Cersei of her late and unlamented husband. She could have slapped him. …. Cersei glanced past Tommen, to where Margaery sat laughing with her father. She is pretty enough, she had to admit, but most of that is youth. Even peasant girls are pretty at a certain age, when they are still fresh and innocent and unspoiled, and most of them have the same brown hair and brown eyes as she does. Only a fool would ever claim she was more beautiful than I. The world was full of fools, however. So was her son’s court. Her mood was not improved when Mace Tyrell arose to lead the toasts. He raised a golden goblet high, smiling at his pretty little daughter, and in a booming voice said, “To the king and queen!” The other sheep all baaaaaaed along with him. “The king and queen!” they cried, smashing their cups together. “The king and queen!” She had no choice but to drink along with them, all the time wishing that the guests had but a single face, so she could throw her wine into their eyes and remind them that she was the true queen. The only one of Tyrell’s lickspittles who seemed to remember her at all was Paxter Redwyne, who rose to make his own toast, swaying slightly. “To both our queens!” he chirruped. “To the young queen and the old!” – A Feast For Crows

[jonroxton]

hey ya’ll here’s my favorite cersei cap of all time