I like how he still hesitates a tad, but she goes up to him reaffirming that she wants this
"These people end up becoming like a family, you know? Got a good group here they’re really wholesome and they’re… kind and they’re sweet. And so, I’m glad to be able to come to work with a lot of them." - Stana Katic
I’m going to be honest, and say that I honestly thought she was about to flip off the camera here. Lol
SORRY FOR MY FOLLOWERS… I WILL ALWAYS REBLOG THIS SCENE IN EVERY FORMAT EXISTS!
We needed to find something that would make sense for the character, that was believable as her mother’s dress. It had to be romantic, it had to be elegant, and classic in a way. I like all of that. I love the dress.
'In the Belly of the Beast' Deleted Scene (x)
The Wild Rover
ugh the way he rolls her over leave me here to die
I’m spending far too much time thinking about them spending most of the night on that couch, sharing secrets between kisses, taking turns opening up to one another and proving to each other there’s nothing either of them could say that would make them less loved.
Love this headcanon.
can someone please write a ff about it?
What The Couch Hears
She nearly ends up on her ass twice.
This end of the couch isn’t exactly made for two people to roll together the way they attempt to. It’s only their combined quick reflexes that save her from tumbling onto the floor. It’s funny, though; the laughter that spills from their lips makes the next kiss sweeter anyway.
Finally, they manage to get themselves situated; his back firmly pressed into the cushions, one arm locked around her waist to keep her in place. To be safe, she’s tossed the throw pillows onto the carpet between the couch and the coffee table. They’ll break her fall if something goes awry.
She strokes his ear gently, cataloging the way his eyes flutter shut at the caress. Clearly, he relishes the contact, turning into her fingers with a hum. His relief is almost overwhelming. He’d really been worried, hadn’t he? She kisses his forehead, soothing him even further.
“My turn,” she murmurs when he opens his eyes.
“Your turn?” He looks confused.
“Yeah. You shared, now I’ll share.”
“Kate, you don’t have to.”
She silences him with her lips. “Yes, Castle, I know. I want to.” She squeezes his hand lightly, promising, “I want to.”
He nods, eyes telling her silently to start her story whenever she’s ready. She’s only told one other person in her life, and as far as she knows Maddie’s never told a soul. In the long run it really doesn’t matter, not anymore. But just like his story, it’s something that’s often on her mind.
Meet the faces of the “I’m Sorry” campaign, a group of Christians who go to Chicago’s pride celebrations every year to apologize for their past hateful actions against LGBT people. The group started in 2010 and has since moved to other cities across the world. This is what love looks like. (via the Advocate)
#when she found him bruised and weak on the basement floor #it was all light touches #the team surrounding the two of them #her hands sweeping across his face #grasping randomly at him when thoughts that this was just a dream forged its way to the front of her mind #no words were said #but so much was said #short glances #her eyes taking in every inch of him #he watched as each flash of emotion played across her face #and how each would quickly disappear to only be replaced with another #barely in control #it was not till later #after all was said and done #that he found her crouched over in a hospital chair #hands in her hair #elbows resting on her knees #her tired body finally allowed to be tired #he took in every inch of her #wanting nothing more than to have her in his arms #so he pulled her onto her feet and crushed her body to his #her head tucked into his neck #her soft curls lightly grazing his cheek #he felt her let go #her silent tears and tight hold on him #he took a deep breath in and then let it all out #let his body shake #let his grasp on her bring her closer #he let himself cry #as she whispered ‘i love you’s’ into his ear
”You think im afraid of some ole’ camp fire story?”
Never. Not. Funny.
Tell me something.
When was the last time you opened up your browser and saw a beautiful image of a body shape that looked just like yours?
When was the last time you saw an image of skin markings that looked just like yours?
When was the last time you saw an image of breasts that looked just like yours? An ass that looked just like yours? Scars that looked just like yours? A belly that looked just like yours?
The season started and ended with her nightmare.
So I know 2000 followers isn’t that huge, but I wanted to say thank you to you all for being such lovely followers and supporting this blog and being patient with me. So I thought I’d do a giveaway! Prizes and rules as follows:
There will be two winners, each getting identical prize packs. These will consist of:
- 1x Castle Coffee Travel Mug (the one they use on the show)
- 1x copy of Raging Heat (didn’t anticipate reaching the milestone this early, but by the time the comp ends and I get everything ready, it should be out by then)
- Also if you like I will immediately make a list of fics of your choosing. Or you can select from a list of requests I’ve received.
I realise some people may already own these, but I tried to pick items that maybe not everyone will have :)
- Must be following this blog. (Just because I would like the winners to be someone who supports this blog)
- Like once and/or reblog once to enter (total of 2 entries max) - you can reblog more than once but your name will only be counted twice.
- I will be using a random selector, so there will be no preferential selection of winners
- You must have your ask box open so I can contact you! If I don’t receive a reply within 48hrs I will have to select a new winner
- I will ship to anywhere in the world! So you must be ok with giving me your address :)
Thank you all so much! If you have any questions feel free to ask!