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elisehqs:

though she has seen her fair share of people coming into her office only wearing a silk robe, it wasn’t exactly every day. more often it meant that something urgent happened that they didn’t have time to change into a more appropriate clothing. the expression on the woman’s face alerted her instantly as she rose from her seat to come to her assistance. rushing to their side as she helped them inside, she led them towards the bed located on the other side of the room. the redness and swelling in her ankle wasn’t missed by the nurse and it made her wonder just how she was able to actually go here all by herself. “what happened?” elise questioned her, pulling out a chair to sit in front of the bed so she could examine her swelling ankle.

As soon as the nurse rushed to her assistance and wrapped an arm around her waist to help her support her weight, Iris let out a breath of relief. “Thanks,” she mumbled, eyeing the blonde while wrapping her own arm around her shoulder. Glad she didn’t need the wall as a support anymore, she headed to the bed by jumping on one foot. With the nurse’s help, she took a seat on top of it and rested her head against the wall. “I made a fool of myself, that’s what fucking happened,” she hissed at first, but she soon figured that an actual response would probably be more useful. “I was dancing on stage. The heel slipped and broke. I felt my ankle twist. Please tell me it’s not fucking broken.”

#elisehqs.#chat.

elecnorcook:

Ellie grinded her teeth while channeling her frustration inwardly, fingers flipping through the same half a dozen costumes repeatedly. Her gaze averted toward Iris but never directly focused on her face. She played the day on repeat, memories remarkably fresh in her mind as if it had happened hours prior. “Uh, sorry,” Ellie said belatedly, trying to keep it loose and casual even while her chest tightened from the mere sight of her. “I’m busy and have a lot of projects to do tonight,” she continued, scratching the back of her neck as trickles of sweat began to form on her forehead.

A deep frown settled between Iris’ eyebrows as she watched Eleanor stumble around anxiously, with confusion and worry written all over her face. Tension radiated off of her and pulsed all around the room. The weak excuse she clearly forced out of her mouth made the blonde step inside and shut the door behind her even though Ellie had just refused to help her---which, on its own, wasn’t like her at all; and not just because she essentially refused to do her job. “Ellie,” she calmly called to her. “What’s wrong?” She didn’t bother asking her if she were okay, when she so obviously wasn’t.

#elecnorcook.#chat.

blacknat

irishart

She said it after she watched her fall asleep... @elecnorcook

#reflection.#&&.#&&ellie.#memories.

danielmendcza:

It was rare that he got to spend time with his cousin while she was at work. When Grace was on stage, he made a point to be anywhere but there. He figured she did the same when she was off the stage, but that night they were just enjoying the show. They’d grown up together during the summers since they were kids and had a super close relationship. Plus, being around her was uncomplicated so unlike the rest of his life. He didn’t need to think about feelings or his next fix. She was rattling off something about her girlfriend that he hadn’t been paying attention to because he caught sight of a familiar face on stage. He wanted to leave. Also, he wanted to watch. It was a mess so he just stood there with a goofy grin on his face. He wasn’t about to show anything else. And he had to admit, the woman at his side was funny.

Daniel could still remember the moment he realized his marriage was truly over. There was no coming back. While it would always stir some hurt in him– he knew it was done. His feelings had slowly begun to dissipate. And he’d always love Allison to some degree. They say you don’t forget your first love– he assumed that was even worse when they were your first spouse as well. He’d had a strange connection with Iris when they’d first met. Music had a way of bringing people together. And that’s what it had done for him and the blonde. At this point, he’d made a point not to sleep with the staff, but that didn’t mean they hadn’t gotten handsy. It was nice, but it too was over after she fucked off. It proved another reminder of why letting people in was a bad idea.

When the dance was over, he still should have left. He didn’t want an altercation but Grace had plans to stay and drink. It was the least he could do now that they were finally hanging out. He stiffened when she came near the bar. But he was trying this new thing– manners. “That’s piss water,” he joked, causing Grace to laugh. “– I mean I haven’t seen you in a while.”

It’d been a few weeks since the last time Iris stood close enough to Daniel, and a couple months since they’d exchanged a word. A while ago, she's sure she caught him glaring at her from afar once or twice, but besides then, he wouldn’t acknowledge her in any way, which was a behavior she could deal with, or at least live with. It was exactly what she did repeatedly, after all. She’d rather keep her distance than having to explain why she’d cut off the only person she’d felt genuine, raw, unexplainably deep connection towards in a very long time.

She thought taking a seat on the bar was a safe choice. She believed he’d ignore her and pay attention to the familiar face on his side. Slowly, she inhaled quietly at the sound of his raspy voice, and the corner of her mouth twitched at the joke that wasn’t meant for her. Or so she thought, until his next phrase reached her ears. Iris gulped right before Daniel turned and finally looked her way.

She’d just performed almost naked in front of many eyes, all of which ate up up hungrily every little motion she gave them, and she didn’t bat an eye. But the second Daniel gave her a look that lacked the anger she’d been so used to seeing, Iris shifted slightly on her seat, suddenly aware of her nakedness. ‘I haven’t seen you in a while’? Was it odd that she never expected to hear something so...casual coming from him? “--- Uh, yeah,” she replied belatedly after clearing her throat. “I don’t hang out where I used to.” She tilted her head, pointing at the door that separated this section of the level from the lounge one, where she used to sing.

#danielmendcza.#chat.

elecnorcook:

Most days had its ebbs and flows. Sometimes it seemed as if there was nothing to do, and sometimes it seemed as if everything came crashing down at her all at once. It was the former. Upon seeing Iris enter the room, Ellie sucked in a deep, shaky breath and pretended to rummage through a rack as if she was looking for something. The sight of her bought emotions she tried to ignore come crashing full force – but she’d still try push them to the wayside and likely not do a very good job of it. “Yes,” she answered curtly with a heavy gulp, rummaging through the rack once again.

Iris inhaled sharply upon spotting Ellie behind the racks. It’d become sort of a habit, them only meeting each other only when she’d designed a new costume for her, or if there was an issue with one of her current ones. Ignoring the racing pulse of her heart, she plastered a faint smile on her face and held up the nylon bag, while she still stood behind the door. “Uh, there’s an issue with the costume and I have a show in a couple hours. Can I come in?”

#elecnorcook.#chat.

miikcyla:

the brunette had been slowly making her way around the club, trying to do as much as she could tonight. she watched the strippers for a little bit, listened to the singer in the lounge, and now she was at the bar taking a sip of her drink. she heard one of her favorite songs start to play on the dance floor. she turned to the person next to her. “this song is so good. will you please come dance with me? i hate dancing by myself.” she asked the person.

One would think that, after three shows, Iris had had enough dancing for one night. But the blonde was excited to get changed after her shift and mingle with the crowd on the dance floor, perhaps have a drink or two without worrying about getting dizzy and twisting an ankle against a poll. So, she headed downstairs after changing into a simple, black mini dress that hugged her curves and complimented her full cleavage, and ordered herself a drink. The blonde only managed to take a sip before the girl next to her asked her to dance. “It’d be my pleasure, beautiful,” she replied whilst flashing her a confident smile. Without so much as another word, she left her drink on the counter, took the other’s hand and gently dragged her to the dancefloor.

#miikcyla.#chat.

clecbrccks:

Cleo sighed as she slumped down at the bar asking for her usual, it had been a very slow day and the two clients she had today had very short sessions. She sighed heavily as she rolled her hair into a bun and sighed again as she realized she didn’t have a hair tie on her. “This is an odd question but…would you happen to have something I could tie my hair up with?”

While Iris put on shows only every other night, she often spent time in Indulgence during her days off as well. At this point, most of her friends worked there, after all. That night, she’d just spent some time with one of them until they had to return to their shift, so she was finishing her drink by herself, until a woman sat beside her and asked for a hair tie. “Not at all.” The corners of her mouth curved upwards as she took off the one on her arm and gave it to her. “Here you go. Keep it.”

#clecbrccks.#chat.#ignore the mark on her face pls

iscbellc:

isabella was sitting at the indoor pool with her song journal in her lap. the redhead was trying her best to try to finish writing her newest song. the girl knew that while she was taking some time off to be able to enjoy life, she still needed to slowly work on her songs. that way she didn’t feel rushed once she had a deadline to finish writing her songs before having to record them. she also was trying to convince her record label to let her record her newest album in their new new york studio once all her songs were done. she looked up when she heard a person’s voice. “what did you say?” she asked.

Iris knew that most of Indulgence’s clients came from a wealthy background. Still, she never expected to spot one of American Idol’s winners sitting on the edge of the indoor pool. The blonde’s mouth gaped open and a grin spread against her mouth. “You’re shitting me!” she exclaimed---a cheer that came out way too loud and distracted Isabella from her work. “Uhh---I just think it’s awesome that you’re here, that’s all,” she explained with a shrug of her shoulders. “I really love your music.”

#iscbellc.#chat

elisehqs:

rarely did elise drink while she was currently working, but the events that happened the night before called for alcohol. the door to her office was closed, not really expecting anyone since it has been a pretty slow night. her laptop was open with some movie playing in the background that she wasn’t really paying attention to as she took another sip from her drink. setting it back down on her table, the knocking on the door startled her slowly as she quickly tried to hide the bottle in her drawer. buttoning up her coat, she cleared her throat as she called out to the other person, “come in–”

Frustration mixed with pain had taken its place on Iris’ features as she limped her way to the nurse’s office. She’d been a stripper in this club for almost six months and before that, she used to sing here for a year and a half. Not once had she tripped, or slipped, or injured herself in any way. She’d never made a fool out of herself. But, that night, her nightmare came to life and her thin heel didn’t support her weight. The stripper literally finished her last show of the night by twisting her ankle and falling on her ass, right in the middle of the stage. Many people offered to help her, but instead she threw in a silk robe, took off her heels and went there by herself. She knocked on the door and pushed it open after getting the nurse’s permission. “---Hey,” she greeted through her teeth.

#elisehqs.#chat.

( ft. @elecnorcook )

Dressed in jean shorts and a tank top, Iris made her way to the wardrobe room, holding a nylon bag in her hand. Luckily she noticed the issue way before the show started, yet she still rushed to find Eleanor in hopes she wouldn’t be dealing with an even more pressing task already. The blonde stripper found the closed door and knocked on it lightly, before opening it and poking her head inside. “Ellie? Are you busy?”

#closed.#elecnorcook.#chat.

( ft. @danielmendcza )

Iris had never viewed herself as someone who could spot a person she knew across a room, all by themselves, and actively go out of her way to avoid them however she could; not until she pushed Daniel away and acted like a child about it. She still remembered spotting him among the crowd during one of her first shows, back in the day when she worked as a lounge singer in Indulgence. Stupidly, in a moment of weakness, she caved and seeked for him afterwards; but he was nowhere to be found. Maybe he’d hated her show as much as he probably hated her, but she never saw him again. She’d wondered if he left Indulgence altogether from time to time, or if he actively put effort into avoiding her as well.

Until, one night, she saw him again. Laughing. Happy. With a beautiful woman attached to his arm.

Iris never made an attempt to talk to him since that night. She barely even spotted him around. Certainly never during one of her strip shows after her promotion.

Which was why her eyes momentarily widened when she spotted him sitting at the bar while she danced against the poll, finishing her second show for the night. The only thing she had on at this point were heart-shaped nipple tassles and a matching thong. Iris blinked the surprise away and went on with her show to its end. Incoherent clapping almost covered the sound of her heart pounding in her chest. The blonde jumped down from the stage then and headed straight to the bar, as if she didn’t notice the guy who tried to take her hand and ask for a private dance in between. The bartender was already opening up her beer by the time she got there, and the stripper took a large sip. She licked the remainings off with her tongue, set the bottle back down, and...caved. Her bright, warm blue eyes shifted over to Daniel’s direction, grabbing the opportunity to stare at him before he could notice.

#chat.#closed.#danielmendcza.#// so i figured she spotted him somewhere with another woman #she could be poe or his wife before she left!

unrealisticstory

You’re scared of the way I make you feel because you don’t want to feel anything.

Maya Banks, Sweet Temptation (via unrealisticstory)

#musings.#the person who doesn't want to feel anything would actually be iris #but still

thcodoras:

teddy walked towards the bar with a perplexed look in her gaze. hazel eyes focused ahead of her as she wandered towards an empty seat, sitting down with her elbows leaned on top of the bar. turning to the individual in the seat next to hers, blonde hair tied into a high pony flipping behind her, “i have a question for you, just something i’ve been thinking on, definitely not anything that would be a million dollar question on who wants to be a millionaire,” she spoke animatedly, “do you think there’s a quota for how many times a night someone can grab my ass, or is it just a free for all? because i think i might have the right to know which it is, just in case.”

Iris was having a short break after finishing her second show for the night. She’d ordered herself a beer, since it wasn’t wise for her to have a drink that contained a high amount of alcohol. The blonde was in the mid of swallowing a large sip, when Teddy jumped on the stool next to hers and started ranting with sarcasm dripping from her voice. The stripper stared at her before finally swallowing. Truth be told, her initial reaction was to laugh with the way the other blonde presented her struggle, but she kept it inside. “Uh, I think there’s an equation that answers that. Creep factor added to the nights the grabber hasn’t gotten laid, multiplied by each drink he’s had,” she responded just as sarcastically.

#thcodoras.#chat.

|| Hiiiiiiii guys!! :D I’m so happy to be back with a sliightly revamped version of Iris basically now she’s a stripper because the singer spots are taken! To those of you who don’t know me, I’m Sky and I’d love to plot with all of you so please leave a heart on this post and I’ll jump in your IMs!

I think I like being around IRIS HART because she looks like ELIZA TAYLOR. It also helps that she works as a 26 year old STRIPPER at Indulgence. SHE is BISEXUAL with a particular fondness for TEASING, MULTIPLE ORGASMS, but doesn’t like FISTING, DADDY/MOMMY KINK. She’s known as being SMART. PLAYFUL but then again also known as being HOTHEADED, IMPULSIVE. She seems to really enjoy Indulgence.

irishart

@elecnorcook

#reflection.#&&.#{ &&eleonor. }

danielmendcza:

“Weirdest shit you let someone do to you,” he asked the other, cradling his drink. Frankly, he was high off his ass– which wasn’t anything new. It went without saying that he didn’t a give a shit in that instance. ”Or you did to someone else?”

Iris had done her best to avoid Daniel. Whenever she spotted him across a room, she’d turn the other way. She hadn’t spotted him once among the audience whenever she sang either, which made her wonder if he’d deliberately stayed away, too. Said thought created an annoying sting in her chest, one that she fought back and ignored no matter what. That night things changed, for better or worse, because she entered the lounge with plans to prepare the stage for her show that night and spotted a hammered Daniel leaning over the counter, asking the bartender some personal questions. The singer froze at the spot for a long second. What was he doing there? She collected herself instantly though, cleared her throat and headed to the bar as well, plastering a confident smile on before greeting the bartender. “Hey babe! You’ll have my drink ready for the stage, yeah?” Her slender fingertips tapped against the wooden counter, planning on childishly avoiding him, but her eyes gave her away. Before she knew it, Iris was studying his unfairly attractive features. “Hey.. No time no see,” her mouth muttered casually, making her want to facepalm herself. Idiot.

#{ danielmendcza. }#{ interactions. }#// soooo i did the thing #// don't worry about matching length though ok?

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