#iris threads

[legxllyblxndc]

@foreverwednesday​

“can you believe that my mum is getting married in a couple days?!” iris chuckled as she continued with the place cards that she and arlo were making. she didn’t think that she had ever been this happy before. a little while ago, iris didn’t even know who her dad was and now? now her mum and dad were getting married! that was something that kids dreamed off. she didn’t think that she had stopped smiling since her parents had given her the news. “and mum seems really good, you know? she’s happy. she’s sober again, which you know is a good thing.” iris had been really worried about bridie when she had found out about noah being elias’ son. it definitely seemed like she was turning the corner to good again.  

[swcctmagix]

@night-light-sky from

     🌺𝐼𝑟𝑖𝑠;;– Naturally, the younger Amicitia would relish in any moments she could get with Noctis-- Not being able to see him often what with each of them having their own respective responsibilities. Though she didn’t think she’d get a shot like this, as far as a small makeover was concerned. It wasn’t like it was anything big, even if the way Noctis sounded almost said otherwise.

     ‘ Relax, Noct. ‘ She snickered into the back of her hand as she went in with the makeup pad again. ‘ It’s just a little bit of touching up to make you look like you’re glowing. You’ll look like a model when I’m done, seriously. ‘

[legxllyblxndc]

@foreverwednesday​

Iris had been looking forward to spending the evening with her mum - that was until she had realised that it was a trap, an ambush. She hadn’t wanted to spend time with her at all, she just wanted to do something to try and get her and Arlo to talk and Iris wasn’t happy about it in the slightest. “I’m going to go to Johnnys. You two have the house to yourselves tonight.” Iris’ eyes went wide as she heard that. She could hardly believe her mothers audacity. “Mum.” Iris muttered as she saw her heading to the door. “Mother!” She shouted once the door was closed. She couldn’t believe that she would do this. That she would leave her with Arlo. She knew that she couldn’t leave, that he could just follow her around the house if he wanted too. She rolled her eyes and went to sit on the sofa - the same place that he had broken her heart. “What do you want Arlo? I’m assuming she filled you in on her master idea? So say what you came to say then you can leave.” 

[legxllyblxndc]

@foreverwednesday​

“Wake up!” Iris laughed as she moved into her mums room, where Arlo had been sleeping. She wasn’t even sure when the two of them had gone to sleep but she knew that it was late. It was almost two in the afternoon now and Nancy had already gone home. Iris was just glad that her mum hadn’t decided to come home early, though she assumed that she’d not be too much longer. Iris wasn’t as hungover as she had thought she had been, though she didn’t know if that was the case for Arlo. “I’ll fucking make you breakfast if you get up.” 

[axtolatry]

She hadn’t actually intended to buy anyone on that day, but when the pretty little blonde thing had been pulled up on stage, with only the barest amount of training, ready to have it finished by anyone who wanted a slave trained to their exact specifications - well. Iris had never really learned how to deny herself what she wanted. So she’d bid, and bid, and bid, until she won - and then it was time to pick up her new purchase. As the girl was presented, she ran a critical eye over her frame, one hand reaching out to grasp her chin consideringly. “Well, you’ll do, I suppose. You’ll need work in, of course, but Rome wasn’t built in a day. With some effort and decent training, you’ll be just perfect” she purred, mind already spinning with what the girl would need to meet her desire. // @twilightzcne​

[axtolatry]

On good days, she enjoyed her job - it was delightful in some cases, walking into court and being able to absolutely rip into someone, tearing their case apart and getting paid for the pleasure of leaving them near tears in her wake. But today had not been one of those days. It had been a day filled with meetings she hadn’t actually been needed at, clients who thought they knew the law better than her, and an absolutely incompetent intern who hadn’t even made it through two hours with her before she’d run off begging for another assignment. Arriving home - an hour after she usually did, just another thing to annoy her - Iris all but kicked off her heels, striding towards the bedroom, fully intending to use her toy to relax after the frustrations of the day. // @indismxt​