#castle imagine

[specialagentlokitty]

Beckett x reader - cold love

Staring at the small group in front of you, you laughed slightly, shaking your head.

“Oh hell no.��

“(Y/N) please you’re the only one who fits this guys type.” Beckett said.

“No.”

“Seriously? Not even for free concert tickets?” Castle grinned a little.

“I have money castle I can buy my own no issue.”

Gates sighed and they all turned to her.

“Detective (L/N) you may be the only person who can get close enough to our suspect. We may only have one shot at this.”

You looked at your captain and nodded your head, knowing that this wasn’t a request for you to think about it.

She was telling you that you needed to go undercover.

You were angry about it of course, but you knew there was no arguing in a situation like this.

So, you just went to go and get ready for uncover.

“Can you even dance?” Ryan asked.

“Yeah, I’ve seen you dancing, you’re not good at it.”

You glared at the two men, sticking up your middle finger at them.

“Yes, I can dance. Okay?” You snapped.

You adjusted your blazer and walked into the conference room to adjust your tie and such, and the door was opened and closed.

“We’ll have eyes on you at all times and if anything happens we’ll be right there.” Beckett said.

“That doesn’t make me feel better but thanks I guess.” You grumbled.

Beckett sighed, walking in front of you.

She swatted your hands away from the tie and she began to do it for you.

“I know you don’t like this, but it’s our only hope.”

“Well you better hope he kills me, because I’m so pissed with all of you right now Beckett.”

With that, you snatched the ticket from her hand and marched your way there.

Of course while you were there you spotted everybody immediately, Castle, Beckett, Esposito, Ryan, and a few plain clothed officers scattered around the room.

You were stood where your ticket told you to stand, and you waited patiently.

Of course, as a masked event this would make everything harder, and the dancers couldn’t talk to one another to remain anonymous to everybody.

It was all about swapping dance partners until you found your suspect, and alerting your team.

Every five minutes, a bell would sound, and you swapped to the right.

Beckett was stood at the bar, narrowing her eyes a little as you swapped partners again.

“I really didn’t think (Y/N) could dance.” Castle whispered.

Beckett carefully watched you.

“There’s something about it…”

“What do you mean?” Castle asked.

Beckett glanced at him before she turned her attention back to you.

“Familiar… I’m sure it’s nothing.”

Beckett saw the slight movement of your hand, and nodded her head to castle.

“We’ve got our guy, let’s go before (Y/N) gets hurt.”

Cops slowly to surround you, and before you could do anything there was a knife to your throat.

People ran screaming, and everything seemed to become slow motion and all so fast at the same time.

Shouting.

Guns.

A pain.

Suddenly you were on the floor, gasping for air as you stared up at ceiling, you reached out, grabbing somebody who came over and you pinned them to the ground.

Sitting on them, you stared down, blood hitting their skin.

“You’re okay..” Beckett whispered.

You clenched your jaw a bit.

“I told you I didn’t want to do this.” You hissed.

Slamming her into the ground you stood up, pushing anybody away who tried to help you and you headed to your car.

You drove back to your apartment and went to the bathroom, looking in the mirror.

The wound wasn’t back, it was a cut but nothing serious enough to need hospital attention, you just put a bandaid over it and went to get changed.

You were furious with them for making you go undercover.

They knew why you didn’t want to, but yet you still had no choice, so for days you refused to go into the office.

But you eventually you got bored of being holed up in your apartment and you went to the only place you could think.

The air inside was cold, but it was refreshing for you, it was nice.

Your foot stepped on the ice, and you walked out, taking a deep breath.

“I knew there was a reason your dancing was so familiar.”

You glanced to the edge of the rink.

You pulled the headphones out of your pocket and put them on.

“(Y/N) come on.” Beckett sighed.

She watched as you secured your phone in your pocket and she sighed creating on the edge of the rink.

She was right.

The reason why you seemed so familiar when facing it was because it was.

She had seen you dance before, but she just never realised it was you.

But every single move you made she knew it, she would know what your next move was going to be.

She was in awe as she watched you move with such each, fluid motions.

Beckett smiled a little bit, resting her chin on her arms as she watched you.

When you stopped, she saw you looked at her and she gestured for you to take your headphones off.

You pulled them down and skated over.

“What?”

“This is why you wouldn’t dance, because someone would recognise you right?”

“World famous as a kid, it’s a hard thing to get rid off…” you mumbled.

“Come on, it’s not that back. You were really good you know. i used to want to skate like you do.”

You scoffed a bit.

“It’s not as easy as you think.”

Beckett sighed.

“I’m sorry we made you go undercover, especially after last time. But I want you to know I’ve always got your back.”

“That’s not the point Beckett, I said I didn’t want to! And you still made me!”

You pushed yourself away.

Beckett called out for you and she placed a foot unsurely on the ice.

“Beckett seriously? You’re not even wearing skates.”

Beckett placed another unsure foot on the ice.

“Hey stop before your dumbass falls over.”

Beckett slowly stood up and you realised she was wearing skates, she just couldn’t skate, because you watched her wobble a bit before she fell over.

Sighing, you made your way over and held your hands out to her.

“I’ll be here all night.” She grinned.

She let you help pull her up, and you crossed your arms, skating away from her.

“No! Seriously! Come on!”

“I’m still pissed at you.”

“Don’t leave me stranded I know you love me!”

You made your way back over to her, grabbing her hands and gently pulled her along after you.

“Oh… no.. no.. not away from the sides!”

You laughed a little at Beckett.

“You want a penguin to help you? Maybe a harness?” You taunted.

Beckett slapped your shoulder.

“Just… don’t let me fall over…”

You rolled your eyes a bit.

“No promises.”

Beckett looked at you as you looked behind you to make sure the coast was clear, and she ran her finger along the bandaid in your neck.

“I’m so sorry…” she whispered.

“It’s just a scratch.”

“(Y/N)…”

You turned your eyes to her.

Putting an arm around her waist you moved your other hand to her face, gently running your thumb along her cheek.

“It’s okay…”

“It’s not. You didn’t want to go, we shouldn’t have made you it was wrong, and I’m so sorry.”

Smiling, you placed her head on your shoulder, still skating backwards with her in your arm.

“Kate it’s okay, I’m not angry at you anymore. Gates, sure. But not you.”

Beckett furrowed her brows, lifting her head.

“You’ve been ignoring my calls for days.”

You laughed a little.

“Yeah, I lost my phone somewhere.”

She sighed, shaking her head as little.

“Of course you did.”

Kissing her forehead you smiled softly at her.

“I love you Kate, I couldn’t stay mad at you. But you suck at ice skating.”

“Okay I’m not a world pro like you.” She huffed.

You smiled at her, leaning forward to kiss her before you pulled away.

“I still love you.”

“Good.”

She wrapped her arms around your neck, and you settled yours on her waist.

Beckett smiled softly, placing her forehead on yours.

She knew that you wouldn’t be angry at her for long, but she still felt bad about it, but after everything that had happened between the pair of you she couldn’t bare to even think you would be mad at her even a little bit

[stanathanxoox]

Times Square

linking arms when walking around together - Richard Castle x reader

The two of you are walking through Times square, it was incredibly busy, bustling with tourists and street performers. But as you walked Richard had linked his arms through yours so as not to lose you in the crowd. The reason you had come down here was because his latest book was being advertised on the screens on Time square and he wanted to get a picture of himself and you with it to post on his social media to say that he had spotted it. His manager had told him earlier this morning about the fact that it was happening and so he had waited until you had finished work to drag you out here to do it. You didn’t have to wait long, as the whole of Time square lit up with advertising of the latest Richard Castle book, and reviews. Both you and Richard pull out your phones and angle it right so that you can get the pictures you want, making sure to take a couple before you drop Richard’s arm and take a video of him and the billboards all advertising his book a wide smile on his face and you can’t help but say

“I’m so proud of you baby” and he turns to you and beams at you whispering his thanks.

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[oneshotnewbie]

HI IM A NEW ANON AND I WOULD LIKE TO ASK YOU!!! so, you do kate beckett x reader right....! may i request if possible

kate beckett x fem!reader angst to fluff?

lmk if u want me to be more specific <33

- ❤️‍🩹anon

⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ This one-shot includes the topic of torture, blood, physical violence, cutting & stabbing. The plots are presented. If this triggers you too easily or you just can´t handle the subject, I urge you NOT to read this work. I am NOT embellishing this topic under any circumstance. Read at your own risk.

Summary: When the young NYPD detective is captured along with her partner, the culprit takes a liking on you. The aftermath of this mission had certainly been the worst she had ever experienced with you, but she had to admit that there was also a good side to it.

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Kate and you were brutally tied up and hung with your arms over your head from a steel beam in a basement. Deep cuts adorned your body and the spot on your stomach was spattered with copious amounts of blood that still seemed to ooze slightly from your injury.

Kate had small scrapes and scratches all over; a laceration on her left temple, the contents of which had already spilled down the side of her head and was slowly drying up.

On a mission to capture a serial killer, Kate and you split up teams with Esposito and Ryan to catch him faster. Unfortunately for both of you, after a good half hour in the forest, the enemy cornered you with heavy weapons and his followers before he tortured you and hanged you like cattle for slaughter.

Both side by side.

The detective lifted her head slightly and turned it wearily to check on your well-being. She knew she had to act as soon as possible to get you out of here and have your wounds tended to. Kate had learned so much from you over the last few years, completed a little emergency aid training and knew that she would be able to provide you with emergency support on the way back.

All she had to do was free you both.

"Y/n? I will get us out of here. You just need to hold on for me, please," the brown-haired one whispered, but you were about to lose unconsciousness and her words only came to you in a blur. The loss of your blood was immense.

"Oh, how sweet. I am about to cry. Two detectives in one go, one more valuable than the other," spoke a dark voice from the blackness of the shadows, which watched both with a wide grin. "After so much trouble with you two and the danger I put myself in abducting the two most notable homicide detectives, I deserve a reward. Don´t you think so?"

The grin on his face widened as he got closer to you; he pulled something sharp out of his pocket. You had your eyes slightly open and were struggling not to pass out. "Let´s see.. how about your partner´s life, Kate?"

Panicking, the addressed looked at you with a shocked look before her gaze turned malicious and glared back at him. Kate hoped that Javier and Kevin would find you both as soon as possible, otherwise things looked really bad for you.

"Do not dare to touch her or.." he had the dagger, streaked with your blood, dangerously close to your drooping head, the blade grazing your cheek but not cutting it. "Anything else to say? You are both hanging here, what do you want to do?"

His expression darkened at your partners contradictions.

The brunette knew her team was racing towards her. All she had to do was keep in touch and chatter with him long enough for him not to hurt you. Desperate, she watched what was happening, the perpetrator had completely turned to your weak figure. She knew that she was the only one who could prevent his plan.

Kate could not leave you to your fate, but her hands were tied. If she could not do it with her hands, she had to use her feet. "Leave her alone you fucking asshole!" with a quick swipe, she slipped her left foot between his legs, and when the unsub lost control of his body, she slapped him in the face with her right heel, shattering his nose with a deep crack and leaving a massive laceration at his eye.

Pure anger was reflected in the man´s face. He scrambled to his feet and was level with your partner again. "If I had more time, I would torture you until you beg me to kill you," the pointed instrument meant to take your life, stabbed into her thigh; her eyes widened and she cried out in pain.

A nasty grin and a devilish laugh sounded like an echo through the basement. He was bubbling with lust for revenge, after all, Kate had violated his masculinity. "If you think that is all, you are wrong. Kate, you just unlocked the ticket to death for your little friend."

With all your might, you tried to look up and understand what was happening. Your best friend had wanted to protect you and got herself in trouble in the process. You had heard everything, but in your situation could not do anything about it; you were to weak. You tried to pull yourself together, but only a faint whisper of her name left your lips.

"You my dear, you are having a really shitty day today," he roughly pinched your chin between index finger and thumb and yanked it up with a sharp jerk.

Painful eyes looked at him. With one quick movement, he had hit between your ribs, which burst with a loud crack in your body. An agonizing and loud scream erupted from your mouth, joined by Kate´s as she watched you being tortured.

The offender pulled your hair, some of it fell out of your bun and slammed it heavily against the wall behind you. The pain raging in your body made you lose consciousness. You stopped noticing how Kate kept saying your name and how your team found her and you a few seconds later.

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Kate slowly opened her eyes and had to take a deep breath. The cold, disinfectant-scented air crept up her nostrils, causing small wrinkles to form over her nose, making her feel like she was suffocating.

Careful and still a bit shaken, she let her eyes pan around the room and did not have to think twice about where was was. The pinching bandages around her wrists indicated that she was in the hospital.

The sunset flooded the room with a bright but glaring pink light and as she sat up, she felt the strong and largest bandage on her thigh and remembered- both of you were held captive and badly injured.

Slightly panicked, she looked next to her and saw you laying in the second hospital bed that stood in the bare and hardly furnished room. So lifeless and only covered up to your belly button. Your upper body was wrapped in large bandages and there were butterfly plasters and stitches on your head and face.

Your hair lay open on the white bed linen of the pillow and almost completely covered it, your chest rose and fell evenly and firmly.

A pang ran through her stomach and it felt like her throat was being constricted. Kate felt guilty- because of her wrong decision to separate the team, you had taken bad injuries.

The detectives cries of your name still echoed through her mind and she remembered the breaking of your tender ribs. Her hand clenched into a fist; if she ever caught that bastard, she do get back at him and get revenge for you.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she caught uncontrolled breathing and a gasp of pain. The brunette looked over her shoulder at you. Your whole body was tense, your fists gripped the sheets and your eyes were squeezed tight. "Y/n?"

Kate pulled the covers off and walked over to you. Her hand gently grabbed your shoulder and made you flinch abruptly. You jumped quickly, opened your eyes and raised your eyebrows sharply. "Kate.. are you alright? Are you okay?"

The addressee hastily shook her head at your question. How could you care for her well-being now when you were in pain yourself, even worse than her? "Yeah, but not you," she leaned down and cupped your face in her hands. "You are not allowed to move much, okay? Your injuries are massive."

The young brunette threw the blankets a little further away from your body, sat down on the spot on your bed and just looked at you. Just like before, she felt angry and guilty again. She gently brushed your hair aside to get a better look at your battered face. Her hands went to your cheek and her fingertips graced the corners of your cracked and dry lips, which were slightly parted.

"You tried to protect me. He could have killed you and there was nothing I could do for you," you coughed and tried to sit up when a sharp pain ignited in your chest and caused you to fall back onto the bed. With your eyes narrowed, you held your hand to your ribs while the other rested on your stomach.

Kate´s eyes turned sad and moved closer to you. She raised her hands again and covered yours with hers. Her heart started beating faster and she tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. "I could not have just let him hurt you."

"Next time I will protect you,"

The detective laughed out loud and got up from her seat. She stood by your bed and gave you a piercing look, her worried eyes boring into yours. A big grin spread across her face and her body started going crazy. It began to flutter inside her; the feeling you triggered in her, dulled all her senses and she had to pull herself together to let something rational come out of her mouth. "Until then, you can close your eyes and rest, how about that? Can you move over just a bit?"

You did as you were asked and gave her a small space to squeeze into. Thrown the blanket jerkily over both of your bodies, she watched as your body seemed like it was about to collapse. You cuddled into her and nuzzled your face into her chest, listening to her rapid heartbeat while her fingertips traced your waist, drawing slow circles over your hipbone.

Kate did not know what was wrong with her, but for several months, a strong warmth spread through her body every time she was near you; enveloping her heart. Year by year with you as her teammate, she grew fonder of you and could not see you suffer like that for a second.

She wanted to protect you and this field duty had made her painfully aware that you meant more to her than she had ever imagined. She wanted to be closer to you than just your partner. Before she, too, went through the infinite tiredness, she gently stretched her head forward to your sleeping figure and planted a precise but gentle kiss on your forehead.

[the-fandom-abyss]

Okay so I’m currently watching Castle and the love I have for Kate Beckett has been reignited.

I have been trying to come up with wips for this woman but I have drawn a blank.

So I would love for as many ideas/requests as possible for this lovely character so I can write for her!

Pretty please 🥰

[fandomnerd9602]

Hi, could you do an Alexis castle x male reader? the reader is a junior detective and is Ryan's younger brother he meets Alexis after she saved his life from her and they fall in love

Okay so maybe tracking down a dangerous criminal wasn't exactly the best move a young junior detective like myself could've made. But hey when my nose catches a whiff of a case, I (Y/N)(L/N) am on the case.

The case didn't go over well. The criminal's goon sent me flying onto a pool table and next thing I knew this rookie cop burst through the door and saved my hide. Explosive charges she used to breach the door sent the shrapnel flying but all I saw was her perfect features.

Beautiful red hair, perfect blue eyes which hid a steely gaze and a soul window that I knew I had to get through to. She was absolutely stunning. Perfect precision aiming, a steely resolve. I knew that this was the girl for me.

After every mob member and enforcer was either arrested or being hauled off on a gurney to the emergency room, she walked up to me. She offered a hand to hoist me up.

"Are you okay?" her angelic voice asked me.

"I am now." I found myself stuttering. Strange. I don't normally stutter.

"Well detective it appears you were in the wrong place"

"But it was the right time. (Y/N)"

"Alexis Castle. Wanna go grab a coffee?"

How could I say no?

[ficmesideways]

Request for Anonymous Gif Source: Ryan / Reader (Unknown)

Vampire!AU: Imagine being a cop and always working the night shift and you end up so hungry one night that you go out and feed on a known killer not knowing he is under surveillance and your crush Ryan catches you.

------- Imagine -------

“It’s ok Ryan.” You said looking up at him knowing what he was seeing. Kowing the blood that soaked your front, your hair and makeup a mess from the fight you didn’t know had been coming. What you thought would be an easy dinner on a very evil man turned into a brawl with several of his, well, henchmen you suppose. The arrival of the cops hadn’t helped. You had to take careful means not to permanently hurt any of them while keeping you face as hidden as possible. You thought you had gotten away with it too, making you way down near the docks when you heard the gun click. Turning you saw the man that made you feel like you heart was beating again. So of course, he was pointing a gun at you.

“What…what are you?” he asked. You could tell it hurt him to do so, the tears in his eyes welling from anger and pain and maybe even…concern?

“I can’t get into all that now Kevin, but know he was a bad man who would have kept hurting people. All your friends, all my colleagues, are fine. They are safe and… if you’ll let me I’ll just walk away.” His head shook then but his gun wavered. “It’s ok, I’ll make sure you’ll never see me aga…”

“No!” His interruption was fast, his eyes stern as his gun lowered ever so slightly to point at your chest instead of your face. “I may not know what he hell I saw but your my friend, and I am going to give you a chance to explain. No running…no leaving.” He said pointedly, and all you could do was nod in agreement.

[wasabi-gumdrop]

Kabru has a secret admirer in the castle!

[thetimelordbatgirl]

The police in Scotland have the chance to do the most funniest thing right now.

[lxvvie]

Your fave who uses you to edge himself.

He's close. So. fucking. close. Damn near came he's so drunk off of you, but no, not yet―

Not when he needs you to cum for him again.

And so he continues, finds pleasure in the tight coil within that's fucking screaming for release, gets off to your moans, your screams, the way your body quivers because it's overstimulated, and the way you say his name...

He's close, so. fucking. close.

Fuck, baby. Bring it home for him.

Just one more time, yeah?

[ryllen]

comrades over small talks & afternoon tea

[wxnheart]

He's missing you, missing his baby, and he can't help it. Can't help but think of your touch, your scent, and the way you say his name. The way you love him. Can't help but think of the way you plead for more as he fucks you, as your legs wrapped around his waist trembles with each thrust and he knows he's bringing it home.

Shit.

And so he calls you. Wants to hear your voice, wants to hear you want him the way he wants you. Wants to hear you tell him you love him. He calls you and makes you touch yourself for him, makes you tell him who you belong to. And fuck if the way you say his name isn't heaven to his ears.

He doesn't touch himself. Doesn't want to even though he's rock fucking hard. Just wants to bask in your pleasure and so he does, closing his eyes and listening to the music of your moans, biting back a groan of his own as you cum and he ruins his pants with the intensity of his own orgasm. Damn. He likes this pair, too.

But it doesn't matter, not when he's thinking of how fucking beautiful you always look after you've cum, when you're both basking in the afterglow and your love is once again reaffirmed. And he can't wait to get home. Can't wait to get to you. Can't wait to feel you under him and hear heaven once again.

Can't wait to hear you want him the way he wants you.

[specialagentlokitty]

Beckett x teen!reader - makeshift family

Beckett x teen reader is her next door neighbor prompt 12 - @witchreporter 💜

12: “I got you something.” “Really?!”

You heard the sound of your apartment door open and you grabbed your baseball bat, slowly setting your console controller down.

“Don’t even think about it.”

You tossed it aside and grinned, jumping around and faced the entrance to your living room.

“Detective!”

Beckett laughed a little, walking over to you.

“Hey, I heard you left school early so I came to pick you up come let’s go.”

“Where we going?” You asked.

“Well, I have to finish some paperwork, and while I’m doing that we’re going to talk about why you left school early, then go and get something to eat.”

“I’m not getting out of this am I?”

Beckett shook her head, gesturing towards the door.

“Nope, let’s go kid.”

“Ugh!”

You got up, turning your tv and everything else off, making your way to the door.

“Detective?”

“Yes?”

She stopped in the doorway to look at you.

“I have a parents evening next week, will you go?” You asked.

Beckett nodded her head.

“Yeah, sure. If you want me to.”

You nodded a little.

“Yeah, I’ve never been to one and I kinda wanna go. And I wanna see what my teachers have to say about me.”

Beckett laughed slightly, placing a hand on your head to guide you out of the apartment so she could lock the door for you before handing you your keys.

You ran down the steps, jumping down a few of them.

“Hey! I’m not taking you to the hospital if you get hurt!”

“You’re my legal guardian you have to!”

“I’m your non legal guardian!” She called back.

You grinned, running to her car, jumping in the front and Beckett shook her head as she got into the drivers side.

“Behave at the precinct.”

“I’ll be as good as gold.” You grinned.

“That means no pranks, you leave the guys alone and no running away like last time, I really don’t want to deal with Gates on my ass about you running riot all over the precinct.”

You pouted a little, slumping in your chair.

“Okay…”

Beckett smiled, patting your shoulder.

“Sorry kid.”

Getting to the precinct, you jumped into the elevator, jumping slightly while it was moving.

“(Y/N).” Beckett warned.

You grinned a little, going to run out of the elevator when Beckett grabbed the back of your jacket, holding you in place.

She began to walk, still holding into your jacket while you walked in front of her.

“I’m going to get a set of toddler reins for you.” She said.

Beckett walked over to her desk, sitting you down in a chair and she handed you some papers.

“One of your teachers dropped these off for you.”

“I don’t like homework.”

“Yet you’re going to sit there and do it, otherwise I’m taking your Xbox again.”

“No! Come on!” You whined.

“Tough love kid.”

You pouted, leaning over her desk as you began to work on your homework.

“I need to go out, but Ryan and Esposito will be here.”

“That’s cool.”

Beckett set a cup down in front of you, and she ruffled your hair a little bit.

“No trouble, okay?”

You looked at her.

“Promise.”

“I’m trusting you!”

With that Beckett left, and you picked up your homework, wondering over to another desk and setting it down.

“Ryan!” You yelled.

The man jumped, nearly dropping his cup.

“Jeez (Y/N), I thought Beckett said no trouble.”

“That’s not trouble, I need help.”

“With what?”

You gestured to your homework and he picked it up.

“Sorry kiddo, I don’t know Spanish, Espo is your best shot.”

“Where is he?”

“Try the break room.”

You nodded, taking the papers over the the break room, rolling them up along the way and you smacked the detective in the back.

“Dude seriously?”

Esposito turned around and you grinned a little at him holding the papers up.

“Spanish? Thought you dropped that class last year.”

“Yeah they won’t let me, will you help me?”

“Yeah, sit down.”

You sat down and Esposito went through your homework with you, explain the words, how to say them and what they meant.

While you were doing that, Castle walked in.

Of course your recognised him but you hadn’t fully met him yet, it wasn’t often you were taken to the precinct, so you had no way of meeting him.

“You never said you had a kid!” Castle gasped.

“Not my kid.” Esposito said.

“Ryan? He seems a bit young to have a teenager.”

“And I don’t?”

You snickered a little, checking over your homework.

“(Y/N)!”

“Crap..”

You picked up your papers and grinned at Esposito.

“Thanks!”

With that you wondered away, heading over to Beckett with your homework.

“Will you stop beating my detectives?”

“Nah.”

You handed her your papers and she handed you a shopping bag.

Sitting at her desk, you put the snacks and drinks on the desk and began to eat.

“Good job. I’ll let your teachers know tomorrow you’ve done them, but next week we’re having a meeting with them about this behaviour of yours.”

You nodded a little bit.

“Beckett has a kid!”

“I don’t have a kid!” Beckett yelled back.

You looked up to see Castle, Ryan and Esposito walking over.

“Then who’s that, because that’s a kid.”

“This is a kid who’s gonna throw a pen at your bigass forehead if you call me a kid again.”

“(Y/N)!”

“Sorry detective…”

She smirked a little bit, and sat down on a chair next to you, taking one of your snacks for herself.

“This is (Y/N), my neighbour, (Y/N), this is Richard Castle, you’re not going to throw anything at him.”

“So, you stole your neighbours kid?” Castle asked.

“No.” Beckett sighed.

“So… do their parents know you’ve stolen their kid? Do I need to call the police?”

You glared at him a little, and you got up, grabbing some snacks and a can of pop and made your way out of the room.

“(Y/N) don’t go!” Beckett called.

“Castle you’re an idiot!” Esposito hissed.

“What?! What did I do?!”

Beckett sighed, running a hand down her face.

“Castle family is a touchy subject for (Y/N), they’ve been living on their own for years in that apartment. I just look after them, get shopping for them that kind of stuff.”

“Oh…”

Beckett gave him a look and she packed everything back into the plastic bag and stood up.

“I know you didn’t mean it, I’ll go talk to them.”

Beckett made her way back into your apartment, and you were sitting on the couch playing games again, this time with headphones on.

Beckett set the bag in the kitchen and went back to her own apartment next door before coming back over.

Grabbing the nerf gun by the door, she fired it at you, watching as the rubber bullet bounced off the back of your head.

“Damnit detective.”

You pulled your headphones down, and she grinned as she walked over.

Beckett sat in the table in front of you.

“I want you to know Castle didn’t mean what he said.”

“It’s fine, he didn’t know. It’s just.. a touchy subject…”

“I know kiddo, I know. I also know it’s hard on you.”

“I’m fine by myself, plus I’ve got you. It doesn’t really matter does it? I know you care about me, that’s all that matters.” You grinned.

Beckett laughed a little bit.

“Course I care about you, I’ve watch you grow from just some kid living alone to a near adult navigating life.”

You smiled at her, and she muted your tv.

“I got you something.”

You sat forward with with an excited look on your face.

“Really?!”

Beckett pulled a neatly wrapped box from behind her back.

You looked at her and the box and she gently nodded her head.

“Go ahead, it’s for you.”

You took it, trying to figuring out how to unwrap it, and after a few minutes of struggling you held it out to her.

“Sorry, I forgot you hate wrapping paper.” She laughed.

Beckett tore the paper for you and handed it back, and you saw a photo frame of you and her from a trip you took to the mountains a few months before.

Under it was a game you had been wanting for weeks.

“Woah…”

You set the game, looking to at the photo.

“I thought it was lost…”

“No, we managed to recover it.”

Setting the photo down you leant forward and you hugged her tightly.

Beckett smiled a bit, hugging you back gently.

“Thanks Beckett..”

“Of course, I know it’s not much.”

“No! It’s perfect!”

Beckett smiled, watching you set the photo on the table and you put the game into the console, handing her an extra controller.

Did she know how to play games? No. But even if she sucked at it was worth it to spend some time with you and help you forget how much you hated spending the holidays alone

[stanathanxoox]

My Sweet Baby Girl

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Thank you to @creativepromptsforwriting for these prompts; Twenty-Fourth Day of Gift-Giving: Twenty-Four Touches. There will be more of these fics to come as they are a work in progress but I hope you like what I have so far

Stanathanxoox

Pressing their face into the other’s neck, hiding from the world – Richard Castle x reader

It had been a long time since you had found yourself needing the comfort of your father’s embrace, but here you were. You had been at work when you had received the call that your fiance had been killed in the line of duty. You’d quickly grabbed your jacket, purse, phone and keys, left a message with your bosses receptionist that you would need to take emergency family leave and you would call when you knew more details, before driving straight to the one place and person you knew would always make you feel safe no matter the circumstances or what was happening around you. You’d raced through the lobby up to the penthouse and knocked urgently on the door, forgoing your keys. As soon as your father had opened the door and seen the look on your face you had lost all control of your composure and you had fallen into his arms, as he dragged you into the penthouse.

“Oh my sweet baby girl, my sweet Y/N” he whispers over and over again. Eventually you tell him what had happened, tell him about the phone call and he offers to escort you to his parent’s place to be with them in your time of grieving, you had shaken your head saying that right now all you needed was your daddy and he had squeezed you just that little bit tighter, and so you had tucked your face into your dad’s shoulder and hid yourself from the world as tears continued to roll down your face.

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frank having a wet dream (i’m not a native speaker i’m not sure if it’s called this, i’m sorry) about reader and when it’s just about to endddd….reader wakes him up cos obviously he was grunting, sweating and moving a lot in his sleep so she thought he was having a nightmare and she’s worried about him…(my horny brain just died here so i’m leaving the rest of it to you)

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“Frank? Baby, wake up,” your sprawled-out fingers gently swept over his broad shoulder, “it’s okay, it’s just a nightmare.”

On a sharp intake of oxygen, Frank stirred from his slumber. Blinking open his dark eyes to see you staring back at him, your cheek smooshed against your pillow, only a second passed before his touch slid up to the sides of your face as he longingly let his forehead melt against your own. 

“Wow,” you uttered softly as he crawled closer, “are you okay?” 

“Mhm,” he hummed gravelly before crashing his lips against yours. 

Out of pure surprise, a palm came up to press against his chest as you grasped the first sliver of a break to tilt your head back enough to search his eyes in the low moonlight, “Frank?”

“It wasn’t a nightmare,” his thumb brushed across your cheekbone as his gaze all but ate you up. 

“Frank, you don’t have to act all tough around me, you know that–,” but the rest of your sentence fell from your lips as he rolled on top of you and the palpable tent in his boxers pressed against your thigh, “oh…” heat swiftly began to rise in your cheeks, “not a nightmare, got it,” a small chuckle bubbled out of you, “I guess I’m sorry then for waking you up.”

“It’s alright,” he dipped down to press a kiss to your jaw, “dreams are fun and all,” his pecks slowly began to migrate further south, “but I’d much rather have the real deal,” holding onto the covers that draped over you both, he flashed you a small smirk before his head disappeared beneath it.

“Frank…” you let out a laugh as he moved down your body, caressing your curves before his head settled between your soft thighs, “was it about me?” you held the top of the duvet up for you to see him, “did you have a sex dream about me?”

Cocking his head, he said, “why do you sound so surprised?” and pressed a hot kiss to the very top of your inner thigh, “they’re always about you.”

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[the-fandom-abyss]

Prompt: here

First Sentence Prompt

The floorboards creaked under the weight of Kate’s pacing. Her hands were firmly placed in her pockets, eyes drawn to the floor. The team gathered at a safe distance, observing how quick the anger inside Kate was escalating.

Castle was the only one with enough bravery, to rival Kate in this state. “We’ll find them” he gently added to the sounds of her boots hitting the floor. Her pacing stopped, her head shooting up to stare at the man who dared to interject. Castle froze, instantly regretting his actions.

“And what if we don’t? I promised they’d be safe.” The crack in her voice was unavoidable, she was moments away from an outburst. Her mind swirling with promises that she failed to keep, this was all her fault and she needed to fix it.

A buzz in her pocket began to demand her attention, an unknown number illuminating the screen. The butterflies in her stomach flew ramped, knocking against the walls of the organ. “Beckett” she answered, allowing the call to reach the team on loud speaker.

“Detective, it must be frustrating not knowing where we are. Don’t worry, we are taking good care of our new pet” their voice modulated in hopes to hide their identity. Faint screams can be heard in the background, Kate knew they belonged to you. Her grip on the phone tightened as she prepared her next words carefully.

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another fun part about hmc is he could combine clothes from whatever time period and it could pass as weird wizard fashion

him being from modern times and liking to change his appearance is such a gift to me as a fanartist i have so much fun drawing his clothes and different hair colors and styles

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