#aphroditerps

[aphroditzy]

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧  rebecca davenport + phone (feat. madison and chris) @aphroditerps

“Surprise, surprise. Resident hot mess Rebecca Davenport knows a little bit about interpersonal relationships.”

[march9rps]

Kacha Nontanun Rp Icons

Under the cut you will find #28  rp icons of  Kacha Nontanun  (1990), an actor/solo artist.   Almost all the icons were screencapped  and edited by me . Please do not claim as your own or repost them, and if you are using it would be nice if you could like/reblog!

Notes: Kacha is Thai, please cast him correctly. 

Part 1

Overall Total: 60 rp icons

[beauburnham]

"It wasn’t meant to go this far. I swear." "My mom asked about you again." "Are you really going to just stare at me after I used my best pickup line on you?" [text] I remember grabbing your ass. So firm. So right. I don’t regret it. [text] I dont have to work tomorrow im yelling gibberish at squirrels [text] I just fell off a roof. So I’m kinda chillin for a minute. "You smell nice." "I'm cold. Come closer." "Your ‘miracle hangover cure’ couldn’t possibly beat mine." kara/xander

“It wasn’t meant to go this far. I swear.“ 

“It doesn’t matter!” Kara squealed through her teeth. Her hands gripped Xander’s arms so tight her knuckles were white, but she couldn’t hide her grin no matter how hard she tried. “I thought my closes was haunted for a week, Xander! And it was just a stupid, cheapie walkie-talkie!” As she explained the situation, fits of giggles clung to her words. “I was gonna tell Blair, Xander! Blair!”  

“My mom asked about you again." 

"Oh yeah?” Kara asked softly, a giant grin spreading across her lips. She leaned her head into her propped hand and glanced between Xander and his textbook. She bit down on her bottom lip in an attempt to contain herself. “I don’t, um, really know about the relationship milestone stuff, um…” Kara trailed off and timidly met his gaze. “And I don’t want to be pushy because I know this is relatively new or whatever, but I’m ready to do the family stuff…if you’re ready.” 

"Are you really going to just stare at me after I used my best pickup line on you?”

Kara’s cheeks flushed a bright red and she crossed her arms over her stomach to shrink her body. “Well, um, I don’t -” She cut herself off with an awkward laugh and shook the hair from her eyes. “I don’t know what I should do. No one’s ever used a pickup line on me before.” Pausing, she pressed her lips together and swayed in place. “But you did great!” 

[text] I remember grabbing your ass. So firm. So right. I don’t regret it. 

[text] I think I forgot….maybe you should come do it again to remind me. 

[text] I dont have to work tomorrow im yelling gibberish at squirrels 

[text] okay! have fun be safe [text] tell the squirrels I said hi and that I think they’re cute

[text] I just fell off a roof. So I’m kinda chillin for a minute. 

[text] YOU WHAT??? [text] ARE YOU OKAY???[text] do you want me to come kiss it better? :(

“You smell nice." 

"Thanks, baby!” Kara rocked onto her tiptoes and pressed a quick kiss to Xander’s cheek. “Nellie gave it to me!” 

"I’m cold. Come closer." 

"Of course you are, baby.” Kara inhaled deeply and reached for the blankets at the foot of her bed. Slowly, she crawled on top of him and rested her head in the crook of his neck once she was settled. “You kicked all the blankets off.” 

"Your ‘miracle hangover cure’ couldn’t possibly beat mine.”

Kara tilted her head from side to side. “Well, okay, so I don’t actually, like, have one of my own. So you might have point.” She tucked her loose hair behind her ear and ducked her head and studied him through her lashes. “But I did read something about pickle juice once?” 

[spookybutch]

32, 57, 73 ❤️

CAT!!!!!!!!

32. still hurting from the last five years

57. what can i do (for you) from steven universe

73. don’t cost nothing from steven universe

[beauburnham]

“Have you ever seen this vandal?” “Are my eyes seeing what my brain is telling my eyes that they’re seeing?” “Good luck with the Creepy Arm Grab Awards this year; I think you have a real shot at winning.” “Do your tiny bird arms need any help? You’re not gonna get any, but I thought I’d ask.” “Thank you for being such a light in my evening. Not you. You can rot.” nate/kai

“Have you ever seen this vandal?” 

Kai chuckled uncomfortably and nodded at Nate. “Yeah, that’s funny ‘cause that’s my - that’s my instagram.” He scratched his neck and cleared his throat. “You got me!” he shouted halfheartedly, internally cringing at his own words. Though he hated every word that came out of his mouth, he couldn’t seem to stop. “I guess you’ll have to take me in now.” 

“Are my eyes seeing what my brain is telling my eyes that they’re seeing?” 

"What?” Kai chuckled, looking from the blunt in his hands to Nate. “Tara’s driving so, like, fuck it, right? I can party, too.” He held out the blunt for Nate to take and nodded his head to the side. “Plus it helps me sleep.” 

“Good luck with the Creepy Arm Grab Awards this year; I think you have a real shot at winning.” 

"Yeah,” Kai chuckled and pulled away from Kai. “You know me; only shooting for awards I know I can win. Don’t like taking any wrists.” He paused and nodded after a long beat of awkward silence. “Yeah, I’ll go. Good seeing you, buddy. Say hi to Carter for me.” 

“Do your tiny bird arms need any help? You’re not gonna get any, but I thought I’d ask.” 

Kai gazed at Nate from over the chair he was moving for Tara and tilted his head. “Uh - no, no I’m good,” he said as he placed the chair down in its designated corner. He clapped his hands together and rested them on his hips. “Hey, Nate, you don’t have to stay if you don’t want to, buddy.” He nodded toward the kitchen, where the girls packed dishes into boxes, and took a deep breath. “We got this.” 

“Thank you for being such a light in my evening. Not you. You can rot.”

"Yup!” Kai quickly replied, lifting his hand to wave. “Yeah. Get home safe, guys! Tonight was fun!” 

[beauburnham]

"I waxed the floors, grab your fluffy socks." "You can put your cold feet on me." "I beat you at Mario Kart and now you're banishing me to the couch for the night?” “Don’t give me that look! It wasn’t my fault!” “They always make shower sex sound so appealing, but honestly, this is getting dangerous.” ❝ I didn’t think the sink had this much water inside of it. ❞ “I never said I wanted to murder you! This is a hypothetical situation!” “i didn’t mean to push you away.” danny/sapphire

“I waxed the floors, grab your fluffy socks.“ 

Sapphire immediately tossed her textbook onto the coffee table and shot out of her chair. “Did you move all the furniture this time?” she called over her shoulder as she carefully rushed to her sock drawer. “I’m not exactly in the mood to make another trip to urgent care.” 

“You can put your cold feet on me.“ 

Turning her head, Sapphire carefully studied Danny, eyebrows knitted together. After a moment, she resisted the urge to question him and relaxed her features. “Okay...” She untangled her feet from the blanket between them and edged closer to Danny. Tucking her feet under his thighs, she redirected her attention to the tv. “Thanks,” Sapphire squeaked with a small smile, only looking his way when he rested his arm across her knees. 

“I beat you at Mario Kart and now you’re banishing me to the couch for the night?” 

"No. Incorrect,” Sapphire spoke over the end of Danny’s sentence. She weakly tossed his pillow in his direction and planted her feet in the middle of their doorway. “I’m banishing you to the couch because you cheated. Let this be a lesson, Fantome.” 

“Don’t give me that look! It wasn’t my fault!” 

Tilting her head, Sapphire raised her eyebrows. “You know, Fantome, all I’m hearing are excuses.” She sighed playfully, dangling a tote bag just out of Danny’s limited reach from behind the coffee counter. “And not a single thanks for traveling all the way over before class to return your phone charger and sweatshirt. I even sweat over the peanut butter and jelly I placed ever so gently on top.” Sapphire shifted her weight and shook her head. “I know I can be incredibly distracting Danny, but there’s no need to blame it all on me.” 

“They always make shower sex sound so appealing, but honestly, this is getting dangerous.” 

Sapphire laughed quietly and pressed her forehead against Danny’s arm. “Well, perhaps if you weren’t a skyscraper disguised as a person,” she teased, “this wouldn’t be so hard.” Pressing a soft kiss to his arm, she corrected her posture and lightly pushed on his chest. “Now scoot over; I’m freezing.” 

❝ I didn’t think the sink had this much water inside of it. ❞ 

Sapphire bit the inside of her cheek in order to maintain her very serious, disappointed look. It shouldn’t have been so difficult, considering her wet socks. But when her boyfriend stood sopping wet and covered in suds after a cat bath attempt, Sapphire wanted to laugh more than she liked to admit. “We had this conversation last month, Danny! The last time you attempted to give Mittens a bath!” 

“I never said I wanted to murder you! This is a hypothetical situation!” 

Sapphire lifted herself onto her forearms to look Danny in the eye. Her jaw unhinged but a smile still pulled at its corners. “You said you knew where to find arsenic. Danny, that’s - that’s how most spouses kill each other! It’s in every crime documentary we’ve ever watched!” Sapphire shook her head and  raised her eyebrows. “Why else would you know where to get arsenic?” 

“i didn’t mean to push you away.”

Sapphire shoved her her hair behind her ear and crossed her arms. Pushing herself from the frame of her apartment door, she glanced up at Danny. “Yeah, well -” She shifted her weight from one leg to the next and uncrossed her arms, shoving her hands into her back pockets. “You did. So -” She met Danny’s gaze and swallowed hard. “So now what?”

[beauburnham]

“I got drunk and now I’m sitting on the ground.” “I want to be tall.” “It’s easier to talk if I have some background music.” “Me? Jealous? That would imply I cared. I thought we’d already established that I don’t.” this but not like mean just like visibly trying very hard to be Casual Nellie Casual Bly. anyway graham/nellie

“I got drunk and now I’m sitting on the ground.” 

"Uh-huh,” Graham nodded. Looking over both his shoulders, he cleared the space next to Nellie with his foot and sat down on an exhale. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you so...anything that you had to sit down,” he explained slowly. Running his hands through his hair, Graham tilted his head to study Nellie carefully. “You okay?” 

“I want to be tall.” 

"Overrated.” Graham smirked down at Nellie. “Only matters when you’re dating someone shorter than you and can put things on the top shelf. Besides,” he leaned down to ruffle Nellie’s hair. “I think it’s cute that you’re short.” 

“It’s easier to talk if I have some background music.” 

Graham glanced at Nellie as he drove, eyebrows furrowing together. “Um - okay, yeah.” Centering one hand on the steering wheel, he fished through his pocket for his phone. Unlocking it, he hit pause and handed it over to Nellie. Once she took it, he settled back into his seat and fiddled with the clutch. “Just no Ed Sheeran, alright? Bastard makes me wanna cut off my own ears.” 

“Me? Jealous? That would imply I cared. I thought we’d already established that I don’t.”

"Uh, yeah, right.” Graham cleared his throat and fluffed his hair, feeling the buzz in his fingers dissipate. Sticking his hands in his jacket pockets, he redirected his gaze to the cement of his driveway. He could feel the bass of the music coming from the house in his chest and focused on that rather than his heart pounding. “Right, yeah but, uh - fuck.” Squeezing one eye shut, he peeked at Nellie through the other eye. He panicked. “Cool. Well, I’m gonna head back. Make sure Vince hasn’t smashed any glasses or anything.” He pulled a hand from his jacket and rubbed his face. “See you around, Nel.” 

[beauburnham]

“We have the house all to ourselves for a whole weekend and you wanna talk politics?” “Well, that’s the problem. Not all of us are okay with pretending.” “You changed my life, you know that? You completely turned it around.” “You know this’ll never not be weird.” juliette/stan

“We have the house all to ourselves for a whole weekend and you wanna talk politics?” 

“We have the whole weekend, Kelley,” Juliette teased, covering her cheeks to hide their color. “It seemed pertinent! You said something, so I said something, and, yeah, maybe we shouldn’t be saying anything, but you totally started it.” Taking a step closer to Stan, Juliette bit her lip. “Plus I was listening to NPR on the way over and I got excited. Sue me.” 

“Well, that’s the problem. Not all of us are okay with pretending.” 

“Oh, I’m pretending now?” Juliette laughed, shoving her hands into her back pockets. “I have a way better imagination than this, believe me.”

“You changed my life, you know that? You completely turned it around.” 

Juliette shrugged, her shoulders reaching her ears. Her face grew warm as she studied her hands in her lap. “Nah,” she said softly, looking up at Stan through her lashes. “I think you were doing pretty okay before I showed up.” She tilted her head and picked at her jeans. “Me, on the other hand. I’ve got a lot to thank you for.”

“You know this’ll never not be weird.”

"Well you could - and this is just a suggestion - you could just stop eating here.” Juliette looked up from her pad of paper at her boyfriend. She swung in place, smiling brightly. “I know we have good fries, but there are other places you can go so your girlfriend doesn’t have to bring you those fries.”