#Animation immaculate as usual but like hm thoughts indeed

[i-lost-my-last-blog]

Ok so you mean to tell me that Jayce and Viktor singlehandedly caused everything bad that's ever happened ,doomed themselves and everyone else in every timeline and then had a gay astral projection moment to undo all of their fuckups and save the world and moved on to what I'm assuming is the next timeline where they have to do this all over again....Mel sweetie you deserve none of this I'm glad you have the chance (in this au at least) to find someone that is gonna be devoted to you and not that trainwreck of a man and his no homo bro😭 . Mel went through it this whole season she doesn't need this

Anyway wtf was this season no comment on anything else except these three disasters I don't know how to cope ???

[bailey-reaper]

Let me just start by saying that I love your writings so much! They're so cute, and I love how Barok doesn't appear too ooc in them.

I don't know if this one has been done yet, but what about Iris and Barok having a tea party with all of Iris' stuffed animals? It kinda sounded cute in my head, so I would love to see your take on it (it's fine if you don't want to!)

Tea for Two (& Several Teddies)

Notes: Hello! Thank you very much, I'm so happy to hear that you enjoy my writing and that my portrayal is okay! 💜 That's such a cute image!! I hope what I've written below is alright.

Content Warnings: fluff; lots of fluff

"Hurley is out," Iris said as she closed the door behind her guest, "So I thought we could take tea in my room. Does that sound alright to you, Mr. Reaper?"

Barok took off his cloak and hat to hang on a rack by the door, "Um, yes, that's fine with me," it was still a little... strange to be frequenting the apartment of the 'great detective', but Iris had insisted and he found himself unable to refuse. However, it was a relief to know the man wasn't here today. Perhaps he could relax a little more than usual.

Whenever Sholmes was around, he invariably had to keep his guard up. Who knew what nonsense the eccentric detective might come up with or perform? It was a very real and constant threat whenever one was in his presence. It was exhausting.

"Wonderful!" Iris said cheerfully, "I've already set up our afternoon tea in there, come along Mr. Reaper!" she grabbed his hand and led him through the dichotomy of the main seating area, where chaos and order clashed in the form of kitsch trinkets and gaudy curios, to a room that was of similar furnishing to the right-hand side of the sitting room. And very, very pink.

"... Excuse me," Barok said, politely, as he entered the room, then he looked around but couldn't see a seating area for them to take tea–– until Iris trotted over to a small table and chairs where several stuffed animals were seated in attendance. The chairs looked rather... small. Child-sized, in fact. Something about this set up felt rather nostalgic to him as he recalled Klint sitting with his knees practically against his chest at a small table he'd set up. How amusing that history would repeat itself. He took an available seat, "... The tea smells very good," it always did.

"Why thank you!" she replied, delighted, "I made an extra-special blend to celebrate my first tea part in my room!"

Barok looked around, "It's... a very pleasant room," much too pink for his tastes, but he could appreciate the dedication to aesthetics nonetheless.

"Oh I'm so glad you think so," Iris said as she poured the tea, "I do like things to look nice," then she shrugged and frowned, "Sadly Hurley doesn't have much of a sense of style... he just throws lots of different things together."

".... Yes, that doesn't surprise me," It seemed in keeping with the general mayhem that surrounded that man wherever he went.

She smiled, "Oh well, I suppose its charming in its own way. Now! What would you like to go with your tea?" Iris gestured to a small cake stand with a number of things on it, "I made cucumber sandwiches, seed cake, violet creme cake and some lavender biscuits."

"Well," Barok said, while appraising the offerings, "It seems only proper to start with the sandwiches, doesn't it?"

"I quite agree!"

Once the sandwiches were distributed, they took polite bites, chewed and swallowed before any further conversation would commence.

"I must say," Iris said after taking a sip of tea, "It's very nice to have polite company over for afternoon tea... Hurley usually inhales everything while talking about some case or idea that's come to mind...."

Again, Barok wasn't surprised, "Hm... well, I suppose I've had a lot of experience of conducting myself in this manner..." etiquette was so important among the circles he'd been forced to frequent that such behaviour was ingrained into him, "Oh... by the way," he dabbed his mouth with a napkin, "Who are your other... guests."

"Ah yes! Introductions are in order," Iris gestured to the teddy bears who were sat in the other seats around the table that Barok was pretty much squatting at with his legs unable to fit under the table, "This is Mr. Bearsley," she pointed to a threadbare old creature with several patches of fur missing, "He's an old man now, but he still always makes time for tea..."

"I see," Barok concluded that the bear must have been with the young girl since she was a baby, he certainly seemed to have all the trademark 'scars' of being manhandled by a young child.

"And this is Ms. Furdina the 4th," a pristine teddy in a very neatly tailored dress was sat next to Mr. Bearsley, making him look all the more shabby for how immaculate she appeared, "I made her dress myself!"

"It's a very lovely piece of attire," the Reaper remarked after taking a sip of tea.

"Oh thank you!" Iris beamed, "And finally, this is Master Bearlarus," the teddy was small, but dressed in a great deal of finery: his coat appeared to have many shiny buttons, broaches and other trinkets sewn on.

"A most resplendent coat indeed, royalty I presume?" Barok inquired.

"That's right! You have a most discerning eye, Mr. Reaper!" the young lady looked utterly delighted at having the chance to introduce her plush companions, and having such introductions taken seriously.

In fact, Barok would have to say it was probably the most enjoyable tea party (and company) he'd had the pleasure of attending in a long while...