#iiincapacity

[drugrush]

@iiincapacity​ sent: “well, i guess that’s broken.”

          Standing in place with bits of broken glass around his feet, Felix gazed down at the TV that he’d accidentally knocked off of the stand. Shit. He shouldn’t have been roughhousing with his plus one (who had immediately fled), but when did he ever think before acting? Shortly after he’d stood the television upright, revealing the cracked and shattered screen that would cost an arm and a leg to replace, his eyes darted towards a woman standing in the doorway. Her casual way of pointing out that the TV was broken was comical, a faint grin taking shape on his lips.

          ❝ The hell you talkin’ about, broken? It’s nothin’ a little glue can’t fix, ❞ Felix commented, a roll of his eyes indicating that he knew he was fucked—if he stuck around. Even if it was his fault, he had zero intentions of paying for repairs. Whoever was hosting this open-door gathering would probably be able to pay for it without their wallet taking too big of a hit. ❝ Uh...That wasn’t yours, right? ❞ He asked, his gaze looking past her to check to see if anyone else was coming to inspect the loud noise. Maybe the music had been loud enough to cover it up and he wouldn’t have to worry about it. Truthfully, he didn’t even know who was the host here. He’d just dropped by for free drinks after hearing about it through the grapevine. ❝ Cuz if not, you didn’t see shit. ❞

[avoidstiles]

@iiincapacity | continued from x.

❛ Neither, obviously. ❜ Squaring his shoulder’s defensively, Stiles turned towards his girl-...person*. Tracy’s crossed arms and tight-lipped expression clearly communicated her mood for this conversation, as in she was in no mood for it, so he totally moved on. Easy. It’s not like he was obsessed or anything. ❛ He’s a complete scumdrop anyway ❜

Wrapping his arms around Tracy, Stiles slid his body around her tense form to hug her from behind. This shtick usually worked for him, his feigning ignorance and interpreting her vexed posture as her ‘being cold’. He did this a lot, and got away with it most times, especially if he rubbed her cold fingers between his warm hands, as he was doing now. Too bad he was also still staring at Theo in the distance. Blatantly. With his chin resting on the top of Tracy’s head. ❛ How tall do you think he is, though?❜

[butvic]

TRACY | @iiincapacity .

                   “     you’re awfully BITEY today ,  aren’t you ???     ”

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[phonestalked]

𝙾𝙽𝙴  𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙴𝚁  𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁  𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙻 :   @iiincapacity​

“   i’ll  tell  you  what.  you  have  your  opinion  and  i’ll  have  mine  .  .  .  sound  good  ?   ”

[bladedlegacy]

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❛     it’s not    ----- complicated ,    ❜     small aggressions unfurl through a mask of cold indifference  .          she stirs her drink  ,     slow  ---- and slurps loudly to make a point .  ❛     you lied .     i caught you .      see ?     ---- it’s simple .    ❜  

[thumperking]

@iiincapacity liked for a starter

“ what the fuck was that !?” he swore he seen something out of the corner of his eye. maybe the shadows were playing tricks on him, but it’s enough to get his heart beat elevated, thumping out of his chest, his fingers tightening around the gun in his hand.

[sociioparker]

@iiincapacity​ / sc.

     ❝   before  you  go  rushing  off  ,  there’s  something  you  should  probably  know.   ❞   his  voice  is  almost  a  whisper  ,  casually  dropping  it  into  the  conversation  like  an  afterthought.   as  if  he  didn’t  plan  all  of  this  just  to  get  what  he  wants.