There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people: psychopaths and mystery writers.
Very much looking forward to a season focused on Castle himself. So much rich depth to be mined.
Fuck Yes, Always Hiatus Challenge #6: Humor → Favourite Blooper (1/?)
Parody Beckett wins.
Parody Caskett is so adorable, I’m sure they must be Milmar playing with us.
10 Weeks Of Hiatus: Season 6 Appreciation Challenge FIVE kisses:
"Now shut up and kiss me."
…and yet, accurate… ;)
It’s quite when he opens the door; much quieter than he’d imagined it being. Ever since Gracie had begun to babble, there’d been an eternal babble of sound in their home. Not that he would ever complain. Coming home to the sounds of his wife and daughter became more and more special to him each time it occurred.
The silence was deafening, however. It was half past nine in the evening and after Black Pawn had cancelled a signing, he’d been on the first place home to his girls. He hadn’t even allowed Gina a moment to think through the decision and try to reschedule it elsewhere. He thought about calling, but then contemplated the fact that Gracie could very well be sleeping and instead quietly toed his shoes off and crept through the loft, leaving his bag at the door.
He started first up the stairs, quietly avoiding the creaks. At the top he listened for some sign of life, but found none. He checked all of the rooms - including the one that would be their daughter’s once he learned how to tell her no when her little eyes watered up. (He had a feeling there’d been many nights spend with their daughter sandwiched between them). Afterwards, he checked his eldest’s room, the bathroom and the room his mother slept in when she was around.
Nothing. He furrowed his eyebrows and sighed.
Moving down the stairs, he checked in his office, checked the bassinet set up at his desk side and then heard it; the soft sound of water moving and his wife’s quiet voice. He found them snuggled in the bath, their daughter drinking from her mother’s breast.
He slipped his phone out and snapped a shot, the slight noise alerting his wife who tilted her head in his direction and shot a dazzling smile in his direction. “Hey, Daddy.”
He was never going to get sick of that.
"Hey, babe." His breath is a whisper as he kneels at the side of the tub, ignoring the aching in his knee. His hand lifts to palm the back of Gracie’s head. The six month old acknowledges him no further than a bat of her eyelashes. She’s falling asleep quickly, he notices, so he doesn’t pry. Instead, he presses a kiss against her temple and turns his attention to his wife. "Has she been doing well?"
"A big cranky," Kate admits softly, removing the toy duck from her daughters grasp as she stands slowly. "Pull the plug, will you?" She asks as she moves to stand, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around her body and Gracie’s. She knows that she will have to wake her snoozing daughter to help her burp and dress her, but she’s all too content to snuggle her a bit longer.
Castle does as he was asked and stands up slowly, hands bracing himself as he moves. When he’s upright, he dips his lips and grazes a kiss against his wife’s temple. “How’s Mommy doing?”
Kate snuggles close, too, their baby carefully resting between them. “She’s doing great now,” she grins.
He can’t help it; he dips his head and removes the distance between them, moving his lips languidly against his wife’s. It’s only been two weeks, but two weeks without them was too weeks too long. When he pulls away only moments later, he places a hand at the small of her back and nudges her closer. “Bed,” he whispers gently. “Time for bed, Mrs. Castle.”
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my heart !! new #castle season 7 promo found on #castle facebook page ahhhhh sept where are you and our poor beckett :(
Stana Katic behind the scenes of RIse (4x01)!!
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