#fridaykiss

[authorkarajorgensen]

A little #FridayKiss from Oliver and Felipe in "An Unexpected Question"

"An Unexpected Question" is a 20k The Reanimator Mysteries novella that will be sent out to newsletter subscribers in late January. It takes place after book two, The Reanimator's Soul.

[druidx]

FridayKiss Tag Game

Thanks for the tag @spacetimewraithwrites-archive!

Tagging back: @aalinaaaaaa @thewriteflame @wildswrites @aquadestinyswriting @artdecosupernova-writing @autumnalwalker @blind-the-winds @eli-writes-sometimes @hannahcbrown @oh-no-another-idea @rhikasa @swordsoulwrites @winglesswriter @andromeda-grace @writingmaidenwarrior @wispstalk @late-to-the-fandom @athenswrites

Rules: post a smooch between your OCs for Friday. It can be as light as a peck or as intense as a makeout. It can be romantic or platonic or familial. As long as a smooch takes place it’s free reign!

Once again, this is going toward the efforts of editing Alexis Dalliance vs the Evil of Titan. Here, the party have been shipwrecked and washed up on a giant, island-sized turtle who's now taking them to Atlantis.

After a sparse breakfast of meat and dry biscuits, Alexis used the sunshine and downtime to take stock of her pack. While she was doing so, Goregut sidled up and cleared his throat. Alexis looked up and murmured inquisitively as she shook her compass to get the water from it. "I noticed last night you were using a rock and your dagger to eat with." "Oh." Alexis looked away. "Yeah. Half my equipment got busted or washed away. Mess kit was one of those." "So. Um. Cuz I noticed, I made you these." From behind his back, Goregut produced a white bowl and spoon with teeth, holding them out to Alexis. With a delighted noise of surprise, Alexis took them. Inside the bowl nestled a string of caved pieces in that same white. "Where did you get the materials for this?" she asked, slipping the necklace on. Goregut gestured to the remains of the roasted animal, still hanging over the fire. "Waste not, want not," he said with a grin. Alexis set aside the bone crockery and threw arms around Goregut as he crouched. "Thank you so much!" she said, kissing his cheek. They parted, and Goregut stood, a light dusting of heat to his cheeks. "It’s my honour."

[awritingcaitlin]

Friday Kiss

After that shot, however, Riela coughed a bit. She smacked at her chest and shook her head before reaching for a fresh glass of water.

“I think I’m done,” she said. “You two aren’t…” She shook her head. “I’m done.”

Adler reached over and grabbed her thigh. She scooted closer to him.

Fifteen shots. Adler was torn between wanting to go upstairs and see Killian and Reyna go at it. Riela ran her fingertips along his thigh.

Sixteen shots. Reyna started shuddering. Adler hardly noticed. Riela had just leaned over and kissed his ear.

[naramoore]

#FridayKiss Mistake

From: For Love of a Konbini Idol I Faced Her Onryo Lover By @NaraMoore Art @mai-arts

It's not mistake:

Quote: Instead of letting me go, she said, “You shouldn’t. That’s a graveyard and she’s dead.”

Everyone said that, but it was a mistake. I had seen Mikawa, and she was definitely alive. Why wouldn’t Ume let me go? All I wanted to do was be with my girlfriend. Did this damn bitch think I would go with her when I had Mika?

“Fuck you,” I said and tried to get away. “She’s waiting. Mika is waiting.”

In serialization at: On WordPress On AO3 On PIXIV

[theroseofthornz]

💋

[ariella-monti]

#FridayKiss: Lover

Only a few more months before y’all finally get to meet these two bisexual disasters.

ROOTS IN INK is a modern fantasy romance coming March 2025.

[michaelwapshot]

[coralie-tate]

A little passage from Liable To Bite for today’s #FridayKiss, where we see the extent of Phil’s commitment to his secret Ren Faire hobby… https://www.instagram.com/p/CrllCeSRy5f/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[artdecosupernova-writing]

#FridayKiss Tag Game I

Rules: post a smooch between your OCs for Friday. It can be as light as a peck or as intense as a makeout. It can be romantic or platonic or familial. As long as a smooch takes place it’s free reign!

tagged by @druidx, thanks! it is not Friday anymore but I've had a hell of a 24 hrs so I'm posting this now as opposed to waiting until next Friday lol. I'm also tagging @drippingmoon, @oh-no-another-idea, @outpost51, and anyone who wants to, under no obligation of course

here have some fucked shit from Aurora lol:

The remaining Ganymede team leaned out of their shuttle to encourage him forward. Guetry took one look at him and vaulted out of the aircraft, pressing through his weakness to get to Warren. Mercury screamed after him, his desperation drowning in lava and air pressure. In a millisecond Warren saw his entire life in front of him. Going to the park with his parents. Celebrating early birthdays with his siblings. Graduating high school. Graduating college. The day Thrive crashed to Earth, weaving through the trees to reach the lodegan before ETHOS. Zipping through space in the L2. Stepping on an alien world for the first time. He'd lived one hell of an adventure, alright. The crust of Torris burst open beside him, almost searing him with hellfire. He screwed his eyes shut, awaiting the end. Sudden silence. An instant temperature change. He opened his eyes. Guetry stared right back from the floor of the Ganymede bridge. A pause settled before Guetry dragged himself to Warren, and Warren crawled to him, grasping him tightly, the relief sticking to the back of Warren's throat. Guetry breathlessly clutched his armor, his face, kissed the corner of his mouth, his cheek, shivered uncontrollably with the weight of his emotions. He looked into Warren's eyes and Warren realized there had been real fear there, real pain, and for Guetry's sake he pretended not to understand what that meant. Dazia burst onto the bridge and immediately swore upon seeing the two of them alive. "Thank fucking god. Okay, let's get the hell out of here." Warren scrambled to the viewscreen as everyone else began to pour into the room, relieved at him and Guetry being in one piece. "What happened?!" "We don't know!" Emnophene exclaimed. "You were there one minute, then a huge sinkhole opened up and we thought you and Guetry had died!" Mercury surged forward and gathered Guetry in a desperate, tight embrace, planting a solid, lengthy kiss to his mouth that surprised even Warren, who'd accidentally turned at that exact moment. Guetry's wide eyes spoke volumes. "I was leavin' you behind," Mercury breathed through clenched teeth, voice quaking as he gripped Guetry's stunned face in his hands and pressed several more kisses to him. "I had to leave you behind, you stupid man…" Sig's voice came in through the comm. "Are we still detonating or not?" Warren snapped out of his thoughts. "Yeah. Yeah! ——— can handle it—we need to get out of here, 'cause we sure as shit can't!" Varussa slammed the Ganymede into gear. "Getting as far away from Torris as possible."

[late-to-the-fandom]

FridayKiss Tag Game

Thank you @druidx for the tag, I do love a good long, drawn out, over-described kiss scene! This is Renathal and Elisewin's first kiss from An Ember Court to Remember.

The Maw Walker exhaled deeply as if the confession were a weight from which she had been freed. And Renathal could sense it distinctly on her again: the heady perfume of desire. He would know it anywhere, but from her it was flavoured differently.  Whether because of her race or her arcane magic or the fact that it was filtered through her mortal body, he was not sure - but he knew he wanted to drown in it. He leant down until his face was close enough to hers to feel her warm breath. “I also enjoy your company. Immensely. I should … like to enjoy it more.” Renathal spoke as plainly as he could, mirroring the Maw Walker’s forthright approach to truth he so admired. It made her smile. “I would be amenable to that,” she replied. Her eyes flicked to his lips. And she was still smiling when Renathal kissed her for the first time. It occurred to him again after their lips met - tentatively, exploring - that the Maw Walker was not Venthyr. Her lips were soft, her mouth as warm as the rest of her, her taste heady and unfamiliar. Renathal wondered what he felt like to her. He would be so much colder and sharper, he knew. But this wary train of thought evaporated as the Maw Walker’s kiss grew more eager. Her hands crept delicately up his chest, skimming his face, threading their way through his long hair, and he allowed himself to sink into her. Renathal was a master of control, but this was a temptation the likes of which he had never faced. The Maw Walker’s warmth suffused him, starting at his mouth and leaving trails of thrilling energy everywhere she touched. He could not stop his hands clutching at her waist, canting her hips closer to him as she stood on tiptoe, trying instinctively to feel her heat against every part of him. And if he thought he would be content with a dance, a kiss, Renathal had gravely underestimated the depth of his own desire. He needed all of her. Everything.

Rules: I mean, it's pretty self-explanatory. Post a kiss scene. Of any kind, between anyone(s), platonic, accidental, smutty or other.

Tagging: @cljordan-imperium @drbibliophile @pheita @unabashedrebel @junypr-camus @scribble-dee-vee @pancakewithamace @idreamofhamandcheese @wild-daffodils @careful-pyromancer

[serataino]

Friday Kiss - 2/10/2023 Delight From - The Best Man's Problem Étienne was not too far spent to admire Rafi’s body, tight and lean with muscle, slim waist and strong legs. He pushed the sluggish remnants of spent pleasure from his body and reached for Rafi, crushing his lips in a kiss, pulling a delightful, needy sound from him. ** Coming 2/21/2023 with @harlequinbooks Special Edition Blurb: He can’t forget the kiss he shared with the best man. But is he the best man for him? His sister’s wedding isn’t the ideal place for Rafael Navarro to reconnect with the man he kissed in a moment of reckless abandon. But it’s impossible to avoid best man Étienne Galois! The gorgeous Haitian photographer hasn’t forgotten the intimate moment they shared, even if Rafi is the most maddening person he’s ever met. Can the two find common ground, proving opposites not only attract—they can become lovers for life? Preorder here: https://books2read.com/u/m0EG1J Add to your Want to Read Shelf on Goodreads here: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/61928703-the-best-man-s-problem #oppositesattract #contemporaryromance #HEA #feelgoodromance #interracialromance #latinxrom #amreadingromance #romancereads #mustread #romancebooks #bookboyfriend #ireadromance #happilyeverafter #diversebooks #diversereads #booklover #bookstagram #oppositesattract #queerromance #gayromance #mmromance #lgbtqromance #harlequin #harlequinspecialedition #harlequinbooks #fridaykiss #delightful #comingsoon https://www.instagram.com/p/Coe6PQnuljw/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[authorkarajorgensen]

Happy Friday, peeps. Here is the first snippet I’m sharing of The Reanimator’s Soul (The Reanimator Mysteries #2), which is coming out October 24th (preorder details will come soon).

[img description: The Reanimator's Soul #fridaykiss Despite Oliver being sweaty and red-cheeked, Felipe found himself very tempted to trace the damp curls clinging to his forehead with kisses. Oliver looked quite dashing in his fencing whites, but what Felipe truly appreciated was that no matter how many times Teresa bested him or Felipe corrected him, he just took the criticism and kept trying.]

[tryingtimi]

Kiss me then | Aka #FridayKiss Tag Game

Thank you for the tag @aninkwellofnectar! ❤️ This seemed like a fun game, so I'll join with a Cronyl and Avelyn first kiss scene, which I wrote quite a long time ago and I'm kind of cringing over it, but oh well. I have only this one and I insist on joining lol. Prepare for the softest, mushiest, victiorian-era couple vibes. I'm not exaggerating.

Rules are that you post a smooch between your OCs for Friday. It can be as light as a peck or intense as a makeout. It can be romantic or platonic or familial. As long as a smooch takes place it’s free reign! Tagging: @writingonesdreams, @bloodlessheirbyjacques, @jess-p-edits (I crave that Krieve x Jaisse moment), @aschlindartroom, @moonscribbler, @friendlyneighborhood-writer, @the-void-writes, @circa-specturgia and everyone who wants to join.

“Well, I’m not sure how to do this right.”

Avelyn thought she was used to Cronyl’s straightforwardness, but she could feel her blush appearing on her face. Her feelings were known and requited. They confessed. Yet, she had not thought through how things would continue on.

Cronyl clearly never had any romantic relationships in the past, however experienced he was in life in general. Even though Avelyn was sure he knew how to, well, do things in it. Still, this was the first time they were completely together since they officially became a couple and he only looked at her patiently with those intense, yet somehow soft eyes…

Oh, Veilnieve. He wants me to tell him specifics?

Avelyn let her feelings soften her gaze and a gentle, genuine smile find her lips.

“A hug is a good start, I think,” she said.

“Right.”

He nodded absent mindedly while he looked around. Searching for something? Avelyn felt confused washing over her as he took her hand, but she let herself be pulled over to the wall anyway. When only a small distance stayed between them and the wall, Cronyl stopped and turned to her. His eyes were piercing with their uniqueness as always, but now hesitance reflected in a ray of light that hit them.

“Could you sit down then?”

She cocked her head to the side. Is a hug not as simple as she thought? Nevertheless, she did as she was asked and sat down, back facing the wall.

Maybe he was frustrated because she didn’t move?

Cronyl walked behind her, so she couldn’t see what he was doing, but a second later two pulled up legs cornered her on each side. Two gentle arms followed them, embracing her carefully while Cronyl’s body pressed to her softly from behind.

Avelyn’s blush deepened into a rich crimson. So this is why he was reluctant. She didn’t understand his intention. Oh, well.

A chuckle bubbled up in her throat when she felt his chin resting on the top of her head. What a strange and still reserved way to hug her? By the sights, Cronyl felt like a different person entirely. She could never imagine him being this gentle with only a hug. She misunderstood him so very much, didn’t she?

Before he could have gotten the wrong idea, she rested her hands on his, caressing the skin softly and leaned more into the embrace. He held her a little tighter, arms interlocking on her stomach. So appropriate.

It felt unreal.

Avelyn imagined something like this, but never this intimate. This idyllic. This natural. She wanted to be closer to him, but there was no chance for that. She could already feel his heartbeat from his chest that pressed to her back. It was calm and content; just like her’s.

“This is nice.”

He pulled his legs higher and somehow Avelyn closer. She could feel him putting his head on her shoulder, the skin of their faces touching.

Avelyn hummed a response because that was the only thing she could squeeze out of herself. Her blush burnt into her cheeks as she realized she wanted more.

Cronyl obviously wanted to do everything at her pace, and that just made Avelyn fell harder. Her heart overflowed with such an intense love that she never imagined. He trusted her so deeply, he gave her the ultimate control over this.

No-one ever trusted her this much.

Silent minutes passed, when she felt him grow tense a bit for some reason she didn’t know. However, when she turned her head to face him, Cronyl hesitantly looked away.

“You told me before that, if I can’t tell, then show you how I feel���” He paused for a moment. “And I never did.”

She turned a little with her body, forcing him to separate his hands around her. It already felt wrong not to be fully embraced by him.

“You’re showing me now.”

She wanted to look into his eyes – those magnificent eyes –, but he did not lift his gaze at her yet. His face did not show embarrassment or nervousness. He seemed only someone who is deep in thought.

“I’m not sure I do. It’s an unspeakable feeling to hold you in my arms. Yet… Somehow what I feel for you is so much more.”

Avelyn was sure she would have cried already if she heard this months ago. Her chest felt full of a myriad of feathered winged butterflies, her mind carved this moment into her memory.

She knew now he felt the exact same as her. He told her.

Oh, how things changed in the matter of time?

“Kiss me then.” she breathed quitely, a tiny, gentle smile finding her lips.

Cronyl looked at her. Intense gaze never leaving her eyes again. His face loosened up, tenderness conquering his whole body. There was no hesitation anymore.

He leaned in, and Avelyn’s breath caught up in her throat while she did the same. When their lips met, everything just fell into place. Cronyl brought up a hand to place on her cheek, gently, lovingly. Their kiss wasn’t particularly short and as much as it was full of passion, Avelyn couldn’t hold back a little smile how reserved he was the whole time. Yes, it wasn’t a short kiss, but she felt it that way, even though she was a little out of breath when they parted.

As her eyelids opened, she could see Cronyl’s always serious eyes watching her. With a still strangely calm, yet full heart, she leaned in the touch of his hand.

And Cronyl smiled then. A tiny, half-smile, that showed everything.

[awritingcaitlin]

Friday Kiss

He reached over and stroked her cheek. “You are beautiful and very talented.”

“Thank you. You’re also talented,” she told him. “More so than you give yourself credit for.”

He shrugged. “I guess. Do you think I should sign myself up to be a combat caster full-time?”

She reached up and kissed his nose. “Only if that’s what you want to do,” she told him. “Do what you want, not what other people tell you to do. That’s the best advice I’ve ever gotten.”

Julian nodded and started unpinning the photo. “Seems to have done you well.”

Rinnie laughed. “Come on, shall we nap more? You and I probably both need the sleep.”

[kdcaseywrites]

“It was uncomfortable: Unfamiliar synagogue, everyone was looking at me.”

“I guess it’s hard to be inconspicuous—” Eli makes a hand gesture that encompasses giant. “Anyone ever tell you you’re too tall?”

A crease forms between Asher’s eyebrows. “Too tall for what?”

For me to kiss flat-footed.

[broodparasitism]

#fridaykiss Tag Game

I was tagged by @aninkwellofnectar - thank you! I went with the first on page kiss in Wormwood, which is (mostly) platonic. It is from the earlier scenes so I winced about because...it does read like an early draft to me. CW for discussion of suicide.

I guide a gently singing Tamsin towards Mary Magdalene house, her switching to a new song every few seconds. At the doorway, she takes a deep breath and puts her hands on my shoulders. “I have to tell you.” She says. “Tell me what?” “I saw [REDACTED].” That she slurs through her words just makes it all the more chilling. “When?” “The night before we got the ship home, I saw someone on the cliffs, walk over the edge. I needed to tell you, but you can’t tell anyone else.” “Tamsin, what do you…” “I saw her from the woods. You just can’t let people know I was in the woods, okay? I was…I had been with a boy. I don’t want Elinor…looking down on me for it.” “You went with a boy in the woods?” “He’s called Brian. An island local.” She smirks. “No, I mean…in the woods? Does he not have a house?” “His car in the woods, I was walking back, when I…” Tamsin says. “But that doesn’t matter, because I don’t think you’re the type to judge me, Noel. And I had to tell you, because I know what you must be thinking.” “I don’t know what I must be thinking.” “I saw her walk off…nobody pushed her.” Tamsin looks at me earnestly. “I didn’t know her name at the time, and I was running to pull her back, but I saw her too late. She was gone. And. I know what Portia and Janine did last term. I don’t blame you for whatever you might think, because I’d think so too. If you think Portia Fitzroy is a monster, you’d be right. But she didn’t push [REDACTED]. She’s not guilty this time.” Tamsin gives me a kiss on the cheek and staggers through the doors.