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sǝʇǝןpǝp ([personal profile] depletes) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2017-03-20 01:36 pm
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Got them wrapped around your finger

wrapped around your finger
selectively sweet shipping meme
You might be the biggest curmudgeon in the known universe, just as prickly as a porcupine. Perhaps you're on the other end of the spectrum, cool like a cucumber and never letting anyone get to you. They're not worthy of your time. Still, despite what the case may be, you have one little weak spot. The person you love gets all the sweetness and kindness you have, which admittedly may not be too much, and in your rare moments together, many would be shocked at how you behave. In fact, your special person might not even know that you can be grumpy outside of your encounters!

Well, goes to show that everyone doen't know everything about you, do they?

  • This meme is pretty shamelessly for fluff, opening up, dokis, and also more dokis.
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ward meachum / marvel's iron fist

[personal profile] embezzle 2017-03-20 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
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[personal profile] meachumheiress 2017-03-21 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
((Ward <3 ... minus the shipping part, of course?))
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[personal profile] embezzle 2017-03-22 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ sure thing! i'm easy either way. ]
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[personal profile] meachumheiress 2017-03-22 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
((I'm also easy, so I guess we'll just go with the flow))

[When was the last time they did anything together, honestly. Anything that isn't work related, anyway, because Joy's starting to think she sees less and less of her brother, more and more of the steadfast businessman. How she got him to agree to breakfast on a weekend, at her place, she'll never know, but she'll take it.

She sets a plate of quiche in front of Ward (she didn't make it, sure, but she'd gone to pick it up from a specialty store a few blocks over), and tops off his coffee. The weather's nice enough that they can sit on the roof and look Manhattan around them.

Is there anything else you want?
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[personal profile] embezzle 2017-03-23 02:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ They don't really spend that much time together out of the office. In fairness, they don't really leave the office all that often, either, so it's less a matter of choosing to spend time apart than it is a byproduct of running Rand. But that doesn't account for all of it— Ward's always run a bit hot and cold, but never to the point of alienation from his own sister. (Joy is and always has been something of a true north for him; he just doesn't know how to reconcile that with the elephant in the room that she can't see — namely, that their father isn't six feet under.)

She suggests breakfast during the middle of the week. He agrees to it without really thinking about it, only to have it start hanging over him as the week draws to a close. It's been long enough since they discussed anything but business that he almost feels nervous about it, like making normal conversation is something to be eased back into rather than an innate ability. At the least, though, the weather's nice.

Nah. Come on, sit down. You're making me look bad. [ He smiles — a little wanly, but sincerely enough — as he straightens up in his seat, reaching out to tap her place setting. ] I'm not gonna eat by myself.
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[personal profile] meachumheiress 2017-03-23 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Sorry for trying to be a good hostess.

[Joy smiles as she sits, mostly pleased to see Ward smile. As much as Ward ever smiles, anyway. He grows more distant as the days pass and Joy's been realizing that she might be acting on it too late. They shouldn't let work govern their lives entirely - though there are days where she feels she owes it to their father and the Rands to put in the long hours - and they ought to know better than most that family can be fleeting.

She stirs some cream and sugar into her own coffee. Both hands cup the mug as she raises it for a sip, eyes glancing to a bird that stops for a moment on the ledge before taking off again. Under the table, Joy nudges her foot against Ward's, playful and a bit teasing.

You can relax. It's not as if I set this up as an elaborate way to spring something on you.
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[personal profile] embezzle 2017-03-24 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, now I'm suspicious.

[ He says it archly enough to make it clear he's joking, looking away briefly to cut into the quiche. He glances up again when her foot nudges his, his expression trying for annoyance but landing somewhere closer to amusement. ]

I'm relaxed, I promise. [ As if rattling off a laundry list: ] I'm having a meal with my sister, it's the weekend, and my phone hasn't gone off yet; I'm practically zen.

[ His heel taps against hers, a diminished version of the kind of teasing they indulged in as children (though, granted, his target had usually been Danny, and the subject of a little more malice). It hasn't escaped his notice that they've started to drift when it comes to their lives outside the company, so he's glad for the time, even if it isn't immediately evident. ]

You gonna have anything to eat?
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[personal profile] meachumheiress 2017-03-25 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
Now that you mention it, I do have this friend you might like ...

[It's obvious by the quirk of her lips that she's joking. Joy would probably call Ward married to his work, and she's not sure most people would be willing to deal with his aggressive Type A personality. Though maybe he just hasn't found the right person to keep him line, and, if she had the time, she might consider setting him up.

At his question, she snorts, plucking a strawberry from a nearby dish. She gives her brother a pointed like while she eats it.

What do you do on weekends? [It's embarrassing that she's never actually asked him before. Joy helps herself to her own serving of quiche, giving Ward an expectant look while she eats a bite.]