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Introducing LUKE C. H. WEISS. Word on the street is they are a C.E.O, PODCASTER, INFLUENCER, having been around for 10 YEARS . Despite an otherwise clear record, sometimes they are known to engage with SYNDICATE ( CON ARTIST ) ’s affairs. Though they are UNPREDICTABLE and CLUMSY , they can also be CREATIVE and INTELLIGENT. In the chaos of New York City, they’re sure to fit right in.

#wb.intro

katyaskardova

FOR: open to all. WHEN: 1st of September, 2025. WHERE: Upper East Side, Bemelmans Bar. ($$$) WEATHER: Rainy, windy, thunderstorms.

Katya was lucky to have scored a seat at the bar tonight, but a regular wasn't even half of it. Most of the higher members of staff found themselves here night in and night out, and it'd paid off for her in the grand scheme of things. Bemelmans was one of her favorite haunts, especially as the live pianist tattled away in the corner. It was atmospheric, to say the least, and something she found she enjoyed. There was a half chance she'd buy a bottle after this drink and head off to the rooftop, like she did when she had some free time.

The people around her were ever changing, seats occupied for ten minutes, sometimes an hour — she'd stopped looking at the people who occupied the space to her left and right. And yet, when she heard the scrapping of the chair legs against the floor, and something told her to look up.

Her phone was far more interesting, she told herself.

She wasn't sure why that little voice had told her to do so, because her face paled for just a second as the words. "Oh, it's you." slipped from her mouth.

lukechweiss

❛ Hm. Last I checked, I wasn’t a ghost. ❜ His voice carried the easy cadence of someone used to microphones, velvet smooth with just enough bite to draw attention. He leaned his tall frame onto the barstool, rain still dripping from the edge of his coat, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. ❛ Though you make it sound like I should apologize for existing. ❜

He ordered a drink with a flick of his hand, then turned his gaze back toward her. ❛ Didn’t expect to run into you here, of all places. ❜

#katyaskardova #( — katya scardova. )

alexcalder

━━━"if it's worth keeping, I'll keep it." he responded in a matter of fact tone. perhaps they weren’t that close, but he knew him enough to figure he wouldn't ask something like this unless it was serious. there was a short pause, thinking about his question —there was no point in talking about his day, nothing he wished to share or Luke would like to know anyway ( and he doesn’t like talking about himself anyway ). "he is alright. he's a fighter,” his tone slightly softer now as he spoke of his son. they had both been strong, even when the odds were against them. a short moment passed in silence. "so, what do you need to talk about?" he asked, gaze steady as he met his younger brother’s eyes.

lukechweiss

Luke let out a dramatic sigh, his fingers drumming against his knee as he contemplated for a brief second how to deliver the news. They didn’t have much of a bond anymore, not the way he wished they did. His jaw tightened, and finally, the words slipped out. ❛ Vivienne is dead. ❜ He said flatly, his gaze flickering over to his brother to watch his reaction. ❛ I may or may not have had something to do with it. She wasted my patience, and eventually everything reached its limit. ❜

His tone was calm, almost too calm, as if he had rehearsed the confession in his head before daring to speak it aloud. Luke prided himself on patience, in some ways far more than Alexander, but this time his restraint had cracked. Now he wasn’t sure if his brother would see it as a confession, a warning, or just another one of his twisted half-truths. He leaned back in his chair, eyes steady, silently daring Alexander to break the silence first.

#alexcalder #death mention tw #( — alexander calder. )

astraearinehart

──she offered a coy, coquettish smile as she met his gaze. Luke should have been off limits for her from the start, however, it had been instant attraction; perhaps if circumstances were different, she would have want to be with him. he was handsome, that was painfully obvious, but he was also smart and funny and interesting —she could have fallen in love with him, if she hadn’t always been in love with Claude, even when she had hated him for making her live in poverty for years. “I was only busy with work,” she responded, a half-truth, but she didn’t want to focus on the negative tonight. a lot of things had happened, but she kept them to herself, trying to find a way around because she was determined not to find herself in shortage of her luxuries and expenses. “I also started a side hustle,” she admitted with a light laugh, the smile lingered on her lips as he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “so, you know who to call if you need someone to plan and organize your next event or party,” she winked at him.

lukechweiss

Luke shifted his gaze toward Stella, taking a moment to study her in silence, a gentle smile plastered across his face. Maybe, just maybe, he could let things move further between them if it weren’t for one detail ; her daughter was his best friend, practically family, and that line should never be crossed. Still, Stella wasn’t like most women. She was determined, charming, spoke like the devil, and carried herself with the kind of confidence that made his chest tighten. Few women ever made him feel anything, but she was exhilarating.

He leaned in slightly, his grin widening, playful mischief lighting up his eyes. ❛ What do you mean by ‘side hustle’? Aren’t you supposed to be the powerful woman in Australia? ❜ His brows waggled as he flashed her a toothy smile, teasing her. He leaned closer, testing the electricity between them.

❛ Are you a hooker too? Like daughter, like mother. Does Lux even know this? ❜ He added, his tone deliberately playful, though his words carried a dangerous edge of provocation. He chuckled under his breath, half-expecting her to swat his arm for the jab, but his eyes never left hers, caught in the way her smile lingered as if she were daring him to push the boundary further.

#( — astraea stella rinehart. )#astraearinehart #i'm dead

biscuitsofsorcery

AARON TAYLOR-JOHNSON | Saint Laurent - Men's Winter 25

#body image tw #⎯ 𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ✧ visage.

buckypascal

Aaron Taylor-Johnson as Sergei Kravinoff -> Kraven the Hunter (Part 8)

#⎯ 𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ✧ visage.

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AARON TAYLOR-JOHNSON for Calvin Klein Underwear (Spring 2023)

#⎯ 𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ✧ visage.#tw: long post #body image tw #tw: flashing gif

astraearinehart

──a coquettish smile curled on her lips and she gave a small twirl at his compliment; hair in an up-do, her fitted black dress showing off her curves, being equal parts sexy and elegant. “a feast for your eyes, sir,” a teasing drawl as she winked at him. she wasn’t supposed to flirt with Luke, she knew, but she is a woman with eyes and how can she not when he sits there, looking like the embodiment of a Greek God eyeing her like that, too? she sat down beside him, just close enough but not too close to cross the line of them being friends now. “I might have missed you a little,” her tone playful as he blue eyes met his. “you’ve been away for too long…”

lukechweiss

𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞, her style, the way she smiles, even how she looks like the person is her prey, ready to attack any time, much like a feline in the wilderness. He chuckled at her words, shaking his head with a face a tad crimson from shyness. He did not mind her closeness when she sat next to him. They are friends, right? He hated that he was still attracted to her, although the circumstances were what made him stop. ❛ Ohh, did you? ❜ He says, pulling a strand of her hair behind her. ❛ I wasn't out for that long, if I'm honest, sweets. I noticed you were off the radar. What have you been up to, bellissima? ❜ He hopes she is enjoying this restaurant, one more night, Rinehart will pay the bills, per usual.

#( — astraea stella rinehart. )#astraearinehart #🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣#as if u r poor luke

𝐈𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 was Olivia. She wasn't even the first lady, nor had she met with her actual husband, if he could recall. At this time, Luke already knew the time the museum wasn't so crowded, it was unusual to have a lot of people at that hour he was. The tall male smiled and approached the 'first lady'. Did he need to address her as such? ❛ Olivia Oyl! ❜ He says humorous tone in an attempt to get her attention. ❛ Long time and no see. ❜ Oh! He lied about his age to her a long time ago.

@oliviaberkeley

#oliviaberkeley #( — olivia berkeley. )

dilfgifs

HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN celebrates the 20th anniversary of Star Wars: Episode III - Revenge of the Sith

#⎯ 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ✧ isms.#hahaha this is so him.

rpmemes-galore

Hozier : Hozier album ... sentence starters pt. 2

tw: allusions to drugs / death / abuse throughout. change pronouns as needed

"You know better, babe."

"Honey, make this easy."

"All you have is your fire."

"I need you to run to me."

"It looks ugly, but it's clean."

"And it's worth it, it's divine."

"Calls of guilty thrown at me."

"Always a well-dressed fraud."

"Honey, please, try to love me."

"The purest expression of grief..."

"Jesus Christ, don't be kind to it."

"Rare is this love, keep it covered."

"I know who I am when I'm alone."

"In some sad way, I already know."

"I prayed my mind be good to me."

"Jesus Christ, don't be kind to me."

"Don't give it a hand, offer it a soul."

"That's a kindness you can't afford."

"My dearest love, I'm not done, yet."

"She loves like sleep to the freezing."

"Oh, but she burns like rum on a fire."

"Oh, please, give me mercy no more."

"I will not ask and neither should you."

"You soon find you have few choices."

"I called your name till the fever broke."

"She tells me I'm hers and she is mine."

"Honey, don't feed it, it will come back."

"We should just kiss like real people do."

"Run until you feel your lungs bleeding."

"Honey, don't feed me, I will come back."

"I will not ask you where you came from."

"Don't let it in with no intention to keep it."

"Leave it to the land, this is what it knows."

"I've known the warmth of your doorways."

"You'll hear me howling outside your door."

"I turned and ran to save a life I didn't have."

"I heard a scream in the woods somewhere."

"Why were you digging? What did you bury?"

"I knew that look, dear, eyes always seeking."

"I found something in the woods somewhere."

"You've done me wrong. For a long, long time."

"So, I will not ask you why you were creeping..."

"You don't understand, you should never know."

"What caused the wound? How large the teeth?"

"You know better, babe, than to look at it like that."

"Don't let me in with with no intention to keep me."

"You should never know how easy you are to need."

"I've no language left to say it, but all I do is quake to her."

"Her eyes look sharp and steady into the empty parts of me."

"Something in it had a power... could barely tear my eyes away."

"But my peace has always depended on all the ashes in my wake."

"Still, my heart is heavy with the hate of some other man's beliefs."

"What did you bury Before those hands pulled me from the earth?"

"All that I've been taught, and every word I've got, is foreign to me."

"I know who I am when I'm alone. I'm something else when I see you."

"Don't you ever tame your demons, but always keep them on a leash."

"I will not ask you where you came from... I will not ask and neither should you."

"When I was a child, I heard voices. Some would sing and some would scream."

"I've known the warmth of your doorways. Through the cold, I'll find my way back to you."

Luke was catching up with Stella. It hadn't seen her in a while, but that wasn't on purpose; he had a lot of travels to do, and as usual, he visited Egypt. he is fascinated by the things there, and wanted to know about some art dealing over there. Also, he was running a business too, a little worried about packages to be lost that belonged to the Syndicate, but was using as disguise the name of his company. Fortunately, everything worked smoothly. ❛ Darlin' you look ravishing. ❜

location: Bangkok Supper Club + @astraearinehart

#( — astraea stella rinehart. )#astraearinehart #if you click on the name of restaurant you'll see how it looks and all

❛ If I tell you a secret, will you keep it? ❜ Luke invited Alex to go to his penthouse. There is something he hadn't opened up to anyone, but he thinks Alexander wouldn't judge him. His brother is so stoic, hard to read. But he had some sentiment, otherwise he wouldn't have fallen in love with his best friend, and built a family with her. ❛ How's your day going, Dad of the year? Is the boy okay? ❜ He saw how fragile the boys were; he didn't think they would last that long, but he was glad they were two little fighters to keep it going.

@alexcalder

#( — alexander calder. )#alexcalder

echosnoir

to: luke ( @lukechweiss ) location: a random cafe

elias was once more out on a coffee run, with a long list on his phone. cold brews, black hot coffee, lattes, macchiatos, and a singular iced matcha vanilla with three bumps of the sweetener in it. he had to carry the orders in two cup holders and he always hated when he was stuck with the big orders. for one everyone always threw him their order so fast he barely had a chance to jot it down and for another he panicked that the hot coffee wouldn’t be as hot as it should be and the iced beverages would be watered down by the time he got back to the news station. and again he had to question, what did this have to do with learning how to report the news? he just kept telling himself that there was a reason to every ting even if he did not understand it.

he had just gotten the trays to balance perfectly on each other and he was ready to head back to the news station. all he had to do was get there and deliver the order now. simple enough, right? wrong. as elias turned around he was greeted by a door being flung open, hitting him, making him lose balance while he tried balancing the trays. he ends up stumbling into another person and dropping the tops layer of drinks. "i'm so sorry! are you okay? please tell me you're okay!"

lukechweiss

Luke had an important meeting at the station, where he had to decide when his interview would be done there and which topics to discuss. He was about to speak about the economy and entrepreneurship, he was a cover young millionaire under 30 twice in Times magazine. Once the meeting was done, hands shaken, he was heading out of the station and decided to grab a cup of tea or coffee, whatever was nearest.

He checked the hour on his Rolex, making a mental calculation of what time he had free before filming his podcast, and checking if his special guest was coming. Before he could think in anything else, he felt a body colliding with him, a male of 2,06m / 6 ft 9" height looked down, and felt the cold liquid hit his perfect Armani. ❛ Bloody hell! This Armani is brand new!❜

❛ And my Gucci's… ❜ He looked down at his varnished shoes, raising his feet, groaning an ughh.

#elipark #( ⎯ elias park. )#i'm sorry about him im cacklin'

megcooper-deactivated20260127

Meg shifted between bodies, twisting to avoid the milling crowd of shoulders and elbows. Some announcer's voice echoed background noise from the spattered and synced TVs, recapping the score between basketball teams from college towns she'd never lived in. Meg leaned onto the bar to order a Jack and Coke before she settled into one of the few empty seats, tethering her purse and camera bag around her leg in one fluid motion— keeping them secure without having to hold them. "Oh, shit," she glanced over, catching the eye of the person next to her. Gesturing to her bar seat, she continued, "You weren't saving this for someone, were you?"

lukechweiss

After a dull day, Luke decided to hop at any random bar.. he hadn't paid attention to the game, but he wore an Armani tuxedo, a golden Rolex and ring, and a discreet golden necklace; his hair was tidy. He noticed the familiar blonde and smiled at her. ❛ Hey Meg, long time no see. ❜ There was a few group of people staring at him, and giggling as if they were discussing who would have the courage of talked it up to him. Besides, he was a public figure. " I do not, if you don't have any date, would you be my companion tonight? I kind of pretend I have a meeting with manager or something, so people can leave me alone."

#megcooper #( — meg cooper. )

hstarke

It's almost cinematic — the way two men skip their penthouses in lieu of some Manhattan bar instead, killing time on a Friday night.

To Hans, there's just something thrilling about a room full of strangers — and all possibilities each body carries with them. Though, he's typically the first one to approach.

"Hey," he plays into it — taking up the stool next to the man, and motioning to the bartender that he'd be at that very spot. "Good night or bad night?"

lukechweiss

He looked at Hans, with a drink in hand. ❛ Both. Work? Things is working smoothly. Private life, chaos. ❜ He is never lucky in private life, he always feels lonely, and there was a lot to process, finding his biological mother, and meeting his biological brother that apparently does not give two fucks about him, and then he accidentally ruined a bit his relationship with his best friend, but at the least in the end of the day, he still making money flowing. Either way, he does not plan to vent for a person he hardly knows. ❛ Good night? Or bad night for you? ❜

#hstarke #( — hans starke. )

astraearinehart

──Stella laughed a little and gave him a mock scolding look. truth is she could never be this cruel with Luke and joke about something that had happened to him. perhaps she has not known him for long, but either way, she is very fond of him, has a soft spot for him and she doesn’t think this will change as their circumstances do. she is glad he agreed to keep talking to her, even if nothing more is ever going to happen between them, ever again —and not just because of Claude and his outburst, but mainly for Liz and how bad she took it upon finding out.

as the topic shifted to Claude, Stella was evidently slightly uncomfortable with the discussion. it was not just because of what she and Luke had, but mainly because deep down she knew that the younger man had a point; there were years of unresolved issues between her and her French husband, whether she would like to admit it or not. but being her it is hard to talk about any of it, or Claude being who he is, really; they are both terrible at receiving any type of criticism and they usually end up arguing about who is the lesser evil between them, so to speak. “how was your trip?” she inquired, her tone more upbeat and light, making no effort to seamlessly alter their topic of discussion. “tell me of your news, Luke, enough of the grim talk,” she smiled, coyly, waving a hand dismissively.

lukechweiss

Luke does not regret the little rendezvous between them before they both know their actual connection with Elizabeth. On the other hand, the Beaufort's are complicated. He knew how much his best friend suffered. ⎯ Either way, for the little he knew of Claude, and now talking to his ex-wife or wife? It is confusing for Luke, they have to solve whatever it is that they haven't chatted about. Once the topic shifted for him. ❛ My trip was good. ❜ It nearly feels like automatic words, in the way it is. The trip about his family was not a topic he likes to talk. He has a very complicated relationship with his father. As for his mother she is alright.

He would much rather talk about his work trips, which will be the topic for now. It was possible to see by his expression he hated to talk about his family. He chuckled at her last words, adjusting his mustache. ❛ I was visiting some places, and I got a new piece for my collection. I collect some art stuff, y'know? I have dinosaur bones at my place. ❜

#( — astraea stella rinehart. )#astraearinehart #violence mentions tw

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