《ɴᴇᴄᴋʟᴀᴄᴇ | ᴠ.ʜᴀᴄᴋᴇʀ》‧₊˚. act four: scene one .˚₊‧
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HAPPY MF BIRTHDAY MRS. IRIS CORONEL (hacker) ILY LIL SIS
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STOP JACK ILYMOREEE
↳ impossible
AHHH MY FAV FRIENDSHIP FR
happs iris!!
smooth w the last name tbh....
↳ in your dreams buddy
↳ my reality too tbh
THAT'S MY CROWN?????? and my sister ig
↳ thanks mace
↳ np!
SHE'S LEGAL IN CANADA NOW
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happiest 18th ever to my literal sister i have no idea what i would do without you I LOVE YOU IRIS CORONEL
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i'm not crying you are
↳ both crying tbh
I LOVE YOU LILIA BUCKINGHAM
i want both of them
this is the kind of friendship i want
WHERE IS MY PIC CREDS I TOOK THIS
sisters (literally)
↳ is this a soft launch????
↳ your dick is a soft launch
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to the woman who's been an absolute blessing since the moment she walked into my life, happy birthday my pretty girl
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speechless, crying, and blushing
↳ you're laying on top of me sweetheart i know
highway sleepover who's coming!?!!
↳ bringing the blankets!!!
THE WAY HE LOOKS AT HER SHUT UP
↳ shut up.
my boys in deepppppp
HAPPY BIRTHDAY IRIS SEE YOU SOON
↳ HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRLY WE'RE LEAVING RN
↳ THANK YOU BOTH SM I'LL SEE YOU GUYS THERE
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as she awoke on the morning of her birthday, iris already knew this one was going to be different from the all the others. firstly, she had a pair of strong dead weight arms wrapped around her pressing her into a firm chest. secondly, there were soft kisses peppering her hairline and forehead slowly making their way down to her own lips. lastly, as the two lips met, in hid gravely horce morning voice vinnie had wished "his beautiful, beautiful, sweetheart" a happy birthday. that, that was how iris knew today would be different.
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her morning was spent being showered in love and wishes from her closest friends and family. all of whom arrived early that morning and arranged breakfast while vinnie kept her entertained in her, their, room. finding into the afternoon, people began leaving in order to prepare for iris' birthday party that evening.
not being one who enjoyed massive crowds of people and attention, her party was a small intimate gathering of a handful of friends both old and new.
never before had iris felt so loved, sure her friends were always there for her in the past. mace had made sure she never spent it alone even if he was filming he was either flying out or flying her out so they could spend the day together.
they talked, laughed, and danced the night away. the teens and twenty-something year olds had created memories to last them a lifetime. when the light dimmed, and iris and vinnie found themselves being the only ones left, they shared a longing kiss. one that had been brewing the whole night.
under the moonlight as his body sway slowly against hers to the old jazz music playing in the background, vinnie made iris a promise. "baby i promise you now, no games, no ulterior motives, you're it for me. there's no one else i want to spend forever with." her eyes began to fill with tears. tear of happiness, tears of joy, tears or relief.
"comon now, now crying princess it's your birthday"
"they're happy tears, i promise. i' so grateful for you vin, i hope you know that" iris wished so badly that her words could convey the emotions she was feeling. yet, there were only 3 words she could think of that would.
those same 3 words were resting upon vinnie's lips.
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the next morning the two left for what iris thought was vinnie's birthday gift. a 2 week trip spending one week in pairs and the other in moanco. this was where everything was going to change between the two. however, whether it was for better or for worse was uncertain.
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(location: Paris,France) best b-day gift ever
story replise
perks of having a sugar daddy boyfriend
THEY LOOK SO HOT
pick up your dress strap
IS HE NAKED???
so you really are just using him huh?
ULTIMATE SLAY
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rushed this sorry guys i'll come back later and edit/make changes.
IMAGINE THAT MACE AND THEM ALL POSTED ABT HER BDAY TOO OKAY???
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