#(urkynon)

[infiniitefrequency-a]

@urkynon liked for a starter from Lex Luthor

“You know, I was just sitting on my balcony, enjoying a bit of wine and cheese, can’t say I expected a visitor. Especially one who doesn’t use the door.”

[slippinggraces-blog]

@urkynon liked this for a starter.

     “he lives in national city?” her eyebrows raised a bit in surprise. “i -- i mean, i only thought to start investigating here since i’m at NCU, but -- and you know him?” it was all a bit much for amelia to take in, not expecting to find such a connection so easily. “i -- wow...”

[crimefought-blog]

                    ❝it’s good to see you’re doing okay.❞ maggie’s not really sure how to deal with this situation, especially when the cop part of her is telling her to go out there and do her job. ❝we weren’t sure you were going to make it.❞   /   @urkynon​   /   one liners for all!

[ofkryptcn-a]

“ Kal ? That's my name ? “

@urkynon Liked for a quote starter

[leadershiipskills]

@urkynon​ from this .

( ✉ → sms: alex ) you’re eating pizza without me ? rude.

( ✉ → sms: kara ) why would i invite uyo oveyr for bagel bites?

[tiembres]

    It is a bit cowardly, actually, nerves messing up the words, as Eliza reaches out to guide her sister’s hand upon her stomach. ❝ Listen, ❞ she guides softly, can barely keep the radiant smile off her face. 

             ( @urkynon )

[apolloniios-blog]

x || @urkynon cont. (x)

        There’s a smile flickering to life. A twitchy little thing before the corners of a mouth pull and stretch into something loud and vibrant. “Maybe not the entire day,” a pause, to shift, to wriggle in closer, to slide a hand along a jaw opposite of hers, to thread fingers through golden locks. “But maybe for a few more hours? Half a day.” 

        Compromise? 

        Either way. she’s leaning in and pressing a careful, reverent kiss to the corner of the other woman’s mouth.

        Compromise. 

[winndowsvista-blog]

@urkynon liked this for a short starter.

     “so, no pressure to say yes, obviously,” winn began, almost uncharacteristically shy for being in conversation with kara. his smile was sheepish, almost nervous, and his hands were tucked securely in his pants pockets. “but, uh, i just -- i mean, when’s the last time the two of us hung out together alone, right? kinda like old times. anyways -- i’m happy to get whatever food you want and rent whatever movie you want and play whatever games you want, or just -- anything.”