Celebrating 8 Years of Excellence and Innovation - IIRIS Consulting
Celebrating 8 Years of Excellence and Innovation - with infinite dreams in our eyes 📷📷
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*casually slides into the inbox* but is there a Fae Soap?
There is but I haven't formed his Darling completely yet. He's probably the most "traditional" fae of the bunch. He plays a lot of tricks and gains a lot of favors, very skilled at twisting words and exploiting rule loopholes. He feels very summer court to me, probably gets on with Ghost's darling like a house on fire, much to Ghost's annoyance.
"You need any help there, bonnie?" His voice surprises you. You glance over your shoulder, arms still reached towards the highest shelf in the market. Normally you're a do it yourself sort of person, but something in his raised brow and crooked smile makes you nod.
"Yeah, that'd be great." You step to the side, watching him reach up and pull the heavy box down without any effort. You do not oogle the way his biceps flex and stretch the sleeves of his fitted tee.
"This all yer gettin'?" He asks, keeping the box held between you two. You nod again, he follows the movement of it with a laugh. "Lemme hold it for ya, Stoater like you shoul'nae be carryin' heavy shite like this."
"Oh," you can't help the way he makes you blush, "that's really kind of you, thanks."
Two tiny gold hooks embed in you, unseen except by him. "Yeah? Maybe you buy me a bev and we call it even."
You don't know why, but something pulls at you, encouraging you to smile and tell him, "I could probably do that."
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Charlie: Is there anyone here who’s actually straight?
Neil: *raises hand*
Todd: *puts his hand down*
Cameron: You need a hobby.
Neil: I have a hobby!
Cameron: Fawning over Todd isn’t a hobby.
*Charlie dies in a game with ships*
Knox: This ship is no longer a ship of love, it's a ship of vengeance, a gavel of justice against all that is wrong in the world, showing no mercy, as no mercy was shown to us.
Knox: The spark of love will now fuel the fires of destructive glory as I wage my war across the world with righteous fury.
Neil : Legend has it that Charlie still haunts the ship, stealing my fucking drinks.
Charlie: Of course I do.
Pitts : WHO ATE MY BREAD?!
Pitts : I'M GOING TO FUCKING K-
Meeks: I did?
Pitts : Kiss you and buy some more, you haven't been eating anything today Meeks.
Pitts : *walks away*
Meeks:
Meeks: They're gone Knox.
Knox, coming out the closet with bread stuffed in his mouth: Twankh uh!
*In the chip aisle at Walmart, doing a late-night grocery run.*
Todd: *Minding their own business, looking for tortilla chips.*
Todd: *Finds tortilla chips.*
Cameron , to Charlie: See, they know what they're here for. They know what they're doing. Be more like them. Make a decision, Charlie!
Cameron: Todd, gather the others. We need to have another Charlie-is-doing-something-stupid-again-and-we-have-to-stop-them-before-they-hurt-someone convention.
Meeks, pointing to the wall: What color is this?
Todd: Grey.
Knox: Grey.
Meeks, turning to Charlie: Now tell them what color you think it is.
Charlie: Dark white.
Meeks: I have a question.
Cameron: Shoot.
Meeks: Is the S or C in scent silent?
Neil: Fuck you, I’m going to be thinking about this all day.
Cameron: Okay well, cent is pronounced the same way as scent so I’m gonna say the S is silent.
Meeks: Okay, but sent is also spelled the same way.
Neil: Google says that the C was added in the late seventeenth century, so I guess the S is silent.
Charlie: Plot twist, both the S and the C are silent and the E actually makes the sss sound.
Neil: Charlie is not allowed to talk anymore.
Knox: You know you can die from that, right?
Todd: *smoking a cigarette* That’s the point.
Neil: *drinking alcohol* We’re trying to speed this up.
Pitts: *Eating raw cookie dough and nodding*
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Cuno wears a union banner cuz the union didn't have any merch (yet) so Evart was like "Fuck it, Leo, get the boy a cape!"
Titus keeps the Kid in check and off drugs.
Eugene is teaching him all the Union hymes.
Elizabeth is teaching Cuno to read and write and Cuno is teaching Cunoesse in turn.
Cunos 'job' is to spy for Evart and annoy the shit out of Scabs.
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I had my "carpe diem make your life extraordinary" moment today.
It wasn't anything grand, I cried so hard that I got a migraine and then puked all over my floor first thing in the morning because I thought my cat who was heavily pregnant died while giving birth (she's alive guys dw her first two kitties died but the last one was a survivor). I then said fuck it and canceled the registration for my entrance test for which I took a year break and have been preparing since last year (I never wanted to do that but my parents insisted I do it and I could not disobey them) and then I went mountain climbing, got dizzy and tasted blood in my mouth, met an old lady on my way back she was nice.
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Kiss him because he's an alien, because he's strange and other. Kiss him when his breath is cold and his eyes aren't human at all, kiss him because in admitting that he is a person, you have to admit that you're a person too. And if you're a person, you can fall in love.
Fall in love with him for his broad hands and can-do attitude. Fall in love with him for the way he smiles and the way he trusts. Fall in love with him over and over every time he says your name, softly now, but you know he's saying it with lips forged in faraway stars; you know his eyes can see galaxies you couldn't dream of, but they light up brightest when he's looking at you.
Neither of you are human. Both of you are human. The lines blur and fall away, leaving fingertips and sunlight and trust so strong it hurts.
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