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margoton20-blog · 1 day
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“You want to make little Castle babies.” 🤭
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renegadesstuff · 18 days
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“Only to go back and fall in love with you all over again.” 🥹
S8E17, “Death Wish” aired 8 years ago (April 11, 2016) 🤍
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do-it-for-the-fandom · 8 months
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Fic prompt: early season 8, it’s late and Kate misses Rick so she calls him 🥹
"Kate?"
His voice was pervaded by concern and guilt twinged deep in the pit of her stomach.
This was what it had come to: only calling one another when something was wrong. Even before they were together, he always answered her calls with unbridled enthusiasm. Now all she could hear was pain.
Better than resentment, she thought.
"Kate, are you there?"
"Uh, y-yeah," she stuttered over the words as if she was speaking a foreign language. "Sorry, I - uh..."
She... what? Missed him? Wished that she wasn't sitting alone in the cheap rental she refused to call home? Craved the feeling of his arms wrapped around her as she drifted off to sleep? That wasn't his problem, she shouldn't burden him with her sadness.
She tried to swallow past the lump forming in her throat, but couldn't. Tears stung in her eyes and she took a shaky breath.
"Sorry." She cleared her throat, a final attempt to remove some of the emotion from her voice. "I just- I wanted to say goodnight, I guess."
"Goodnight, Kate."
She closed her eyes, could feel the ghost of his lips brush against her forehead like they had a million times before.
"I love you."
The tremble of her bottom lip kept her silent and she pressed her palm over her racing heart.
"Love you too," she quavered.
She ended the call, tossed her phone away from her and ran her hands through her hair as she tried unsuccessfully to keep the tears at bay.
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useragarfield · 7 months
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CASKETT APPRECIATION WEEK 2023: Day Five ↬ Favorite Season: Two
Look...I know that I'm not the easiest person to get to know, and - I don't always let on what's on my mind. But - this past year, working with you... I've had a really good time. Yeah. Me, too.
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8.20 - MUCH ADO ABOUT MURDER
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nikki-rook · 8 months
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There is no way he can solve this case before us
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trixiedeckerstar · 1 year
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CASTLE | May 16, 2023  Castle and Beckett have breakfast with their kids Lily, Jake and Reece
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i-prefer-west-side · 7 months
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https://www.tumblr.com/sauvage5825/728513363566575616/morning?source=share prompt
YOU HAVE NO IDEA
(note: picture rated M)
"Made you a coffee."
Rick grins and sits up, leans against the headboard as his wife hands him a mug and sits at his hip. He takes a sip and hums in pleasure. "So you did," he agrees, his voice thick with sleep.
Kate's cheeks flush and she giggles, her eyes dropping to the mattress between them.
They've had mornings like this countless times over their five years together, but it never gets old. A certain body part agrees, and she glances at his lap, her lips quirking, and he groans when she curls her fingers around him.
A low curse falls from his lips, his head falling back as her strokes quicken. Before long, she throws the blanket back, and he has just enough brainpower to put his coffee on the nightstand before she's straddling him.
She was right, he thinks later, her head on his chest, both of them still trembling with aftershocks. Shortly after they first met, the first time he asked her out and she turned him down, she said he had no idea. Even now, over a decade of knowing her, and every time he thinks he knows how good they are, she just makes them better and better.
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bunysliper · 7 months
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Caskett fic prompt: straddling his hips but *mostly* just to talk
I hope you like this, Anon!
Active Listening
He's not listening.
Oh, he certainly thinks he's listening, and he's nodding and making noises like he's paying attention, but she knows better. He hasn't absorbed a word she's said in the last five minutes, if not longer. The faraway look in his eyes tells her that much.
Plus, there's the open book in his hand, the one he swore he didn't even want to read, three-quarters of the way finished.
"Castle," she says, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Mmm, yeah?" he asks, his eyes flicking upward, looking in what would be her direction if she were standing across the room and about five feet to the left.
"Did you hear me?" she asks. Annoyance makes her voice sharp.
He scoffs like she's insane for even thinking otherwise. "Of course I did."
"Uh huh," she says, moving closer to the couch, closing the distance between them. "What did I say? Tell me the last five words I said before I called your name. Actually no. Just tell me the gist of anything that came out of my mouth in the last ten minutes."
Her husband blinks, glancing down at the book in his hands and then lifting back to her. "Uh… hang on, I-"
Kate sighs, pushing his shoulders until they hit the back of the couch completely. A moment later, she tugs the book out of his hand and marks his place quickly before tossing it aside. Her knee hits the cushion beside him, giving him only a moment's notice before she swings her other leg across his lap and sinks her weight onto his hips.
"Wha-" he sputters.
"I'm talking, Castle," she says. Still, she does lean in to brush her mouth over his quickly. After all, she is right there.
A grin spreads across his lips but he tamps it down as she feigns stern.
"By all means Beckett," he says with mock seriousness. "Talk away."
"Uh huh." She kisses him again. "Listen now."
Of course, with his full attention on her, she finds the topic she'd been trying to discuss has slipped her mind almost completely. What had she been saying?
"Kate?" Castle's hand slips down her back, sneaking beneath the hem of her shirt and pressing against her skin. "I wasn't listening to you the way I should've been before, I admit it. But I am now. What were you trying to tell me?"
Fighting a shiver at his touch, she drops her head to his shoulder. "I forgot, damn you."
She feels his lips brush her head. "Sorry."
Kate sighs, sliding her hands up his chest to loop around his neck. "Well, I can think of a few ways you can make it up to me. If you're not too preoccupied right now, of course."
Her husband chuckles, drawing her closer. "Believe me, you have my full and undivided attention."
His chin lifts in invitation, and she ducks her head to kiss the smugness from his mouth.
She remembers what she'd been talking about, but it isn't until much, much later.
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bleh1bleh2 · 7 months
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I was thinking about voltron so much today that during class I took more notes about voltron than actual notes </3
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b99andsoc · 12 days
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Not me crying over Castle at 11pm in the dark!!
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renegadesstuff · 25 days
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“To you, my love, my heart, my bride. Welcome back to our home.”
“Oh, that is so sweet, Castle.” 🥹😍
S8E16, “Heartbreaker” aired 8 years ago (April 4, 2016) ❤️
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mysteriousboo · 16 days
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Boop!
Do you have a piece of comfort media?
Mine are Derry Girls, Howl's Moving Castle, Ao Haru Ride and Maid-sama! (both manga and anime), Tell Me Three Things by Julie Buxbaum, Loveless and Solitaire by Alice Oseman ~☆
And many others that rotate but can't recall rn :3
Boop!!
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I love all your answers, omg!! My comfort media is prolly young royals(atm), house md, mdzs(it's a work by mxtx), my neighbor totoro, from up on poppy hilll, all the pitch perfect movies, rwrb(both movie and the book), and hazbin hotel!!
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I have a pic/gif prompt but idk if it’s like too much so just lmk haha but here it is
https://at.tumblr.com/power-and-glory/710063167244500993/8w4lj3bu7m6s
So… I do angst better than the NSFW stuff 🙈
This might not be what you had in mind, but here you go.
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Set early season 8
He knew what she was doing as soon as her coat dropped to the floor. The black silk slip she wore underneath was his favourite.
She left him, gave him no reasons, just apologies that meant nothing until she would come back to him. And yet, here she was, standing in his dimly lit PI office, expecting something from him.
And he hated that he was going to give her exactly what she wanted.
He crowded her, pushing her backward until she collided with his desk. The force was enough to tip his pen holder over, pens and pencils scattering across the wooden surface, but she didn't flinch, didn't break eye contact.
The smell of her perfume filled his nostrils, fogged his judgement. His mouth captured hers, claiming and possessive, as his hands tangled in her hair.
It shouldn't be like this. He had dreamt of this moment since the night she walked out, but this was nothing like those dreams. In his dreams, it was beautiful; an emotional reunion that was slow, intimate, loving. This was something else, entirely.
He gripped the backs of her thighs, hoisting her onto the desk and standing between her legs as she busied herself with his belt.
"I've missed this," she whispered in his ear, biting into the fleshy lobe.
But she had no right, not when it was her fault. He was hers, undeniably, and she didn't want him. The rejection stung.
He pressed his palm to her lower back, arching her body into his as he slid his hand upward and wrapping her hair around his fist.
She gasped as he tugged, just the right amount of pain shooting through her scalp as she looked into his eyes.
He could see they were clouded with tears and for a brief moment he thought he had taken it too far, thought he had hurt her. But the way she looked at him, the sorrow behind the clouds, he knew the hurt wasn't physical.
She was just as broken as he was.
He dropped his hands - from her hair, from her body - and stepped away.
"You should go."
He picked up her coat from where she had left it, held it out for her to slip into.
She slipped off of his desk. "Castle..."
"I love you, Kate," he reassured her. "But this isn't fair. It isn't helping either one of us."
She knew he was right, but that didn't make leaving any easier.
"I'm sorry," she whispered as he helped her into her coat.
The pain in her voice shattered his heart, but it did nothing to soften his anger. He was tired of apologies, tired of having to be the understanding one. But his pain couldn't change who he was as a person.
He brushed her hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear, and pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth.
"Goodnight, Kate."
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nikki-rook · 9 months
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4x20 / 8x22
for the lovely @justellie-b
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