#Jim Beckett

[nikki-rook]

You think you're gonna have all the time in the world... but nobody does - 3x13 (deleted scene) / 4x20 x

[thefifthsister]

Understated

Happy Thanksgiving

She’s in the kitchen, putting leftovers away and watching her husband with their kids making up stories on the sofa, Martha laughing with Lily curled into her side, Jake and Reece making Alexis play action figures while cackling at whatever their father was telling them.

“Do you remember that first Thanksgiving?” Jim asked, standing at her side helping her clear up after dinner.

“When Rick conned me into the outfit and you wondered what I was marrying into?” She jokes.

Jim chuckles, smiling at his daughter. “You just said ‘chaos, Dad’ and smiled.

Kate smiles again, taking in the scene in front of her and turning back to her father. “Oh, what an understatement that was.”

Jim wraps an arm around his daughter, pulls her in for a hug. “Thank you for bringing chaos into our lives.”

Kate leans into him, enjoying some time with her father before he ends up at the mercy of his grandchildren. “I’ll remind you that you said that in an hour when those three have worn you out.”

[do-it-for-the-fandom]

Christmas Decorations

Season 6

Kate stared at the tangled rope of lights in her hands.

It was such a simple task, she hadn't thought twice before taking the lights from Rick's hands when he had asked for her help. But as she zoned out the Christmas-themed chaos around her and focused on the dozens of tiny bulbs in her hands... everything seemed to just hit her.

She had told Castle just last year that when she and her father finally took down the Christmas decorations after her mothers death, it was like some unspoken agreement that they were putting Christmas away forever. She had felt guilty enough last year after joining Castle and his family for dinner. But this? This felt like betrayal, like she was breaking that unspoken promise to her father.

She knew he would never begrudge her for moving on; that wasn't the issue. The issue was that she felt like she was moving on without him, that she was leaving him behind in that dark, cold and lonely cabin while she was immersed in the warmth and light of Castle's child-like wonderment.

That was what had her frozen, staring at the tangled rope of lights in her hands, unable to complete the oh-so-simple task of untangling them.

A knock on the front door yanked her abruptly from her internal spiral. She looked around, searching for Castle among the piles of boxes that contained Christmas decorations.

He popped out from behind the tree, a smile on his face.

"That'll be our special helper," he announced. "Do you mind letting him in?"

Beckett forced a smile, but was grateful for the distraction. "Sure."

She tossed the lights onto the couch, then made her way through the maze of boxes toward the front door. She pulled open the door, eyes narrowed in disbelief.

"Dad?"

Jim stood, just a little uncertain, with a plate of Johanna's famous sugar cookie bars in his hands.

"Hi, Katie," he greeted with a smile. He held the plate up slightly, displaying his efforts to his daughter. "I don't think I did them quite as good as your mother used to," he admitted quietly. "But I thought you might like something a little familiar for your new Christmas tradition."

Kate felt a hand at her lower back, then heard Castle's voice behind her.

"Thanks Jim, these look great." He reached around her and took the plate from her father. "I'll pop them over here."

As soon as her father's hands were free she wrapped her arms around him in a crushing hug. Jim wasn't fazed by her enthusiasm, though, and matched it by squeezing her back just as tight.

"I didn't know you were coming," she said softly as she finally let him go.

"Rick came to me a few days ago," Jim began to explain with a smile. "He told me all about his plan to create new family traditions that included you and that honoured your traditions, too. He wanted to make sure I understood that I am family, too. And that I am always welcome. And that he looked forward to spending time together over the holidays - but only when I was ready."

Kate smiled at her fiancé's thoughtfulness.

"Are you ready?" she asked Jim, knowing that diving back in to a Castle Family Christmas was less like diving into the deep end and more like being pushed in.

"I don't know," Jim admitted, looking around the loft. "All I know is: your mother loved this time of year. She can't be here to celebrate but I can... and I think you and I have both missed out on too much celebration."

"Me too," Kate whispered solemnly.

"So..." Jim tilted his head toward the mess of decorations. "What can I do to help?"

Kate closed the door behind them and led her father further into the loft.

"This is insanity," he commented as they weaved through the boxes.

Kate laughed and shook her head. "This isn't even half of it."

[justellie-b]

The Becketts reaction to Martha's coffee 😂🤍

5x08 // 6x04

[alwayswritewithcoffee]

If it had been Jim who had been murdered and not Johanna, in what ways do you think Beckett's life would have changed? (I'm assuming that, professionally, she would have become a detective anyway, of course)

Oooooh, that's a good question, Anon. I'm going to assume -- but please chime in if I'm wrong -- that everything else stays the same. The murder is unsolved, the cops don't really seem that fussed about finding out who did it, etc. So one of the most interesting things to me about Beckett is that she doesn't seem to gravitate to one parent over the other in the show. Yeah, some of that is definitely because Johanna is dead and that hobbles any interaction/development and, you know, her memories of her mom are colored by the fact she's no longer around. But generally speaking, Beckett's relationship with Johanna seems less fraught with squabbles than with her dad. It truly seems like Johanna was at least understanding of some of her daughter's wilder tendencies, and was often the one trying to rein in Jim's overprotective streak. I think, over time, she and Johanna would become quite close if Jim had died. She still becomes a cop, because she won't stand for not having the murder solved or for other people being treated as they were, and Johanna is her number one cheerleader as she goes through the Academy. Where Jim and KB kind of fractured for a while due to his drinking and their grief, I think Johanna and KB would have done the opposite and drawn closer together. So you'd see Johanna involved in her life a lot more than Jim arguably is. Like to the point Johanna would be a recurring character (ala Martha) in this tv version of Castle. She'd know what Kate was working on, she'd known who she's dating, and offer her sage advice about all of it. And, yeah, I think once Kate is in the NYPD, she and Johanna generally piece together what they know about Jim's case. Johanna's a lawyer, and while I can buy that she's a bit broken and stunted by his death, she never strikes me in the show as the type of person in life to just let things lie. Johanna, like Kate, would push and push and push to try and find out what happened. In my mind, they work it together and eventually concede that they need to step back and give themselves some time before trying again. That's about the time she meets Castle and, you know, it's like a moth to a flame. I think it'd be a change in Kate's personality, too. I don't think she'd be quite as broken or as haunted as she is when the show begins. I think she'd probably have a few more friends because Johanna would push her not to lose herself in her work and to live her life. Probably would have dated a bit more, and maybe had a few serious relationships. The walls she put up wouldn't be quite so high or indestructible, and I don't think she would resist her connection with Castle quite so much, either. Not with her mother and Martha (who clearly would team up and become best friends) around to cajole and poke and steer them together. I guess the easiest way to describe it -- think of Beckett and Castle meeting when Kate's in her late season two headspace of being more open to living her life. She's still got that innate passion and sense of justice, she still gives everything to her job, but she's got a better balance of the job vs. her life. That's where I see her.

[grvstnaya-svka]

Post season 8 Castle Headcanons

Castle picking up the kids from school bringing them to the precinct to visit mommy, Captain Kate Beckett-Castle. Sometimes they get to hang out with Aunt Lanie, & Uncles Ryan and Esposito too. Castle often brings dinner for his wife. She sometimes forgets to eat, seeing as she’s not on the streets nearly as much. Not as many opportunities to go out and pick up some food on the case. Though, the boys do offer sometimes.

Castle buys Lanie very nice Spa certificates, jewelry, etc and new equipment for the morgue. And a cappuccino machine.

Kate always bringing Lanie coffee, treats, etc. when she’s called to a crime scene.

Castle surprising Kate with a puppy for their 5th anniversary. At first, she’s convinced it was to entertain their kids but he reminds her of their time taking care of Royal, the dog show judge’s own golden retriever companion. Kate had mentioned that she’d been wanting to get a dog then. In fact, they both did. Now was the perfect time. (s4, e13)

Big “Sissy” Alexis and Gram babysitting/ absolutely spoiling the kiddos during “Caskett” date nights or late nights at the office/precinct.

Kate meets up with victims’ relatives on occasion to comfort them when they need it. Usually from Joanne Delgado, whose mother was stuffed in her safe during a home invasion/robbery. (s1, e7)

Detective Karpowski coming back to the 12th on a case of her own to get a consult. When her case is solved they all take her out for a celebratory beer. They reminisce about her time at the 12th, and of course, the Bet ™. (s2, e2)

Jeremy preswick and Emma Carnes run into castle and Beckett one day at the park while walking their dog, Lucy. They chat for a bit. Both Emma and Jeremy are excited because it seems that Jeremy was starting to gain some of his memories back from before the shooting at the art gallery. They’re still living together. Rebuilding what they once had as much as possible with Jeremy’s memory lapse. But that’s ok with Emma. They both seem very happy to have each other. (s2, e11)

Castle decides to do his PI work from home. Alexis helps man the office with Hayley. Rick plays more of a consultant role at this point, seeing as he has three youngsters to watch. The cases he helps with are rather sparse and small but it keeps him occupied and happy. He never fails to get super excited/giddy when he gets a case that somehow intercepts with an investigation from the 12th. Of course, the Castles now have a deadbolt on the apartment door. Given the wild shit they’ve dealt with before, both of them being in the same dangerous line of work, their children’s safety was a bit more of a concern.

Jenny, Kate, Hayley, Lanie, Alexis, and Martha having a girls’ day every so often. Brunch and spa days, mani/pedis, etc. Kate even convinces the hubby to let them use the vacation house in the Hamptons sometimes for a weekend.

The poker games continue! Both the bestsellers crew, and Rick’s “Gotham City” crew, plus Kate. The Castles’ are no longer shy about kicking each other’s asses. Kate wins a good 55% of the time. Out of all of them. Montgomery’s chair is honored with the same rule as with the best sellers crew. Nobody sits there. Sometimes, former captain Gates joins them. She enjoys watching Kate whooping Castle’s ass. Very much.

Annual New Year’s party at the Castles’ place. Jenny & Ryan, little Sarah Grace and Nicholas Javier, Lanie, Esposito, Hayley, Vicram, Alexis, Martha, Jim (Beckett) and of course the Castles’; Rick, Kate and little Lily, Jake and Reece. Sometimes Gates makes a special appearance. The grownups play some of poker once the kids are asleep.

The boys going to games together. Sometimes clubs. Castle lists Javi on his insurance for the Ferrari. Javi likes to try to pick up chicks if he can with the fancy car.

Castle finding out Kate and Jim’s favorite baseball team(s) and getting them all the tickets he can get his hands on. The best seats. Close enough for a chance to catch a flyaway ball… just for Kate. They usually bring the kids. And sometimes Castle.

The whole 12th gang getting tickets/invites to the next broadway play featuring The Martha Rodgers.

Mia “The Nose” Lazlo (s8, e5) sends Kate special order perfumes that she’s helped test. Mia and Castle exchange emails every now and then. Castle always makes sure to send her tickets to his mother’s shows.

Kate and Jim have a tradition to visit the late Johanna Beckett’s grave on her birthday. Sometimes Castle comes along. Sometimes they bring the kids, if they’re up for it. They always bring flowers. Kate, Jim, and the kids like to give her little updates on the things happening in their lives.

The 12th detectives , Lanie and Castle visit Captain Montgomery’s grave, when they can. They keep in touch with his family. Make sure they’re doing ok.

The team going to each other’s kids dance recitals, science fairs, etc. They have play dates with each other.

Summer cook outs/ memorial weekend/ July 4th at the Hamptons with he whole crew! (Or whoever’s available.)

On particularly difficult cases, castle hosts Blue Nights at The Haunt. Cops get drinks free. Though, the 12th crew always get some sort of friends & family discount. There is also a small shrine to Roy behind the bar. Every time any of them visit, they have a drink in his honor.

Dinner dates at Q3. Being good friends with the owner and the new chef really makes the whole experience that much better. Beckett and Madison get to catch up every now and then. And castle gets to try Chef Wong’s oven roasted pork belly glaze that she’d made on Kitchen Wars. (e2, e22)

[pollylynn]

Title: Misdeem WC: 950

“I don’t see it going anywhere.” —Richard Castle, Food to Die For (2 x 22)

There are times when he’d like to be a liar. This probably does not exactly set him apart from the masses. Who is out there walking around, drawing breath and sighing it back out again who hasn’t wished they’d been a liar at one time or another? Who hasn’t had a friend solicit reactions a truly hideous new outfit and desperately tried to sell a sincere It’s fantastic! only to have their own stupid, truth-telling face nuke the little white lie from orbit?  Doesn’t he—day in and day out—sit across the table from self-tattling morons who’d like nothing more than to lie their way right out of the interrogation room? He might be—he clearly is—in bad company, but he would very much like to be a liar right now. 

Beckett didn’t seem to mind.

His mother thinks he’s lying. His daughter probably would think he was lying if she had any attention to spare. And it’s not even that he wants to be lying. It should be a lie. That’s the agony of it. 

She should mind. That’s the way of things. This whole Richard Castle: Moral Support for Hire gambit should be one in a long line of his fool-proof plans to get her goat—to make her mind. 

But she doesn’t mind. It’s not a problem. He’s telling the truth, and he’s not even getting credit for it. Not from his mother, who is pursing her lips and shaking her head as she sourly reminds him that he should be getting ready for his date.

He doesn’t want credit, though, not in this instance, and certainly not for this truth. He wants to be the rogue his mother thinks he is—the one his daughter would think he is, if she weren’t, herself, so torn between duty and desire. He wants to be the Hamptons, the seductive allure of fun in the sun that makes Beckett forget all about the microscope-requiring AP exam that is Tom Demming. But he’s not the Hamptons. Or Beckett is not tempted by the beach. Or something. 

It’s a cavalcade of lousy metaphors, so he doffs his gloves and goggles. He extracts a spare watch from somewhere and he picks out a shirt in a color that she likes on him. Or a week ago he’d have said it was a color she liked on him, but apparently he’s no judge at all of what Kate Beckett likes or doesn’t like. That is the only explanation for the fact that she’ll be toting her microscope and slides all over town tonight, completely unperturbed by the thought that he will be out on the town, raconteuring his way through the celebrity chef world with one of her high school gang.  

There’s a moment when she bursts on the five-star dinner scene that he thinks she’s come to make a liar out of him. He very nearly chokes on whatever it is he’s eating at the moment and weakly, hopefully demands to know: Beckett, what are you doing here? 

He has the answer. He’d happily write it for her. He’d set her up with anything from cue cards to index cards to a state-of-the-art teleprompter, if she’d only read the lines with conviction: I’m here for you. I’m here because I couldn’t stand the thought of this. I’m here because it is a problem, and I do mind. 

But that isn’t the answer, of course. She is not interested in cue cards, index cards, or his writing services in any medium. She is not there for him or because she minds or it’s a problem. She’s there for case-related purposes, because the only struggle for her is the one between duty and more duty. 

He tries to work himself up to play the part everyone expects—the one she expects. He makes a respectable showing of it. He whines at length about the food of which she has cruelly deprived him and her good friend Madison. He accuses her of being uncivilized. He has another nanosecond’s worth of a thrill when she bans him from the interrogation. He parses the words giggling over the risotto with our suspect up, down, and sideways, searching for vindication—for the indisputable evidence that he’s been a liar after all, but it isn’t there. 

She’s hissing, red-faced, and thoroughly embarrassed by Madison’s Castle baby fantasy, but it’s . . . generic embarrassment. Or worse, it’s embarrassment for his sake—that he’d play a role in such an outlandish fantasy, or maybe that he’ll get the wrong idea? She’s avoidant when he tries to get her goat with a reprise of the Castle baby fantasy, but it’s . . . impersonal. She wants to get on with the case and back to her date with duty. There isn’t a shred of evidence that she hopped in the Fun Police Wagon and  drove it down to Rocco DiSpirito’s place because she’s bothered by the fact that he was out with Madison. 

He wonders how it’s come to this. He wonders when, because he could have sworn that she minded when he had his ten-second fling with Ellie Monroe, when he was on the radar of Bachelorette Number 3. He would have laid money on it being a problem when Rina scrawled her digits across his palm, when Lee Waxman wanted to trade favors, and when Meredith and the Crazy-Sex Train blew through town. He’s positive that she has minded virtually every woman who has so much as given him a second glance over the last year or so. 

But Madison? She doesn’t mind. It’s not a problem, because she, herself, has ‘Something’. 

That’s the truth and he’d so much  rather be a liar. 

A/N: Oof. This was ornery; and I didn't think this was the lie that would drive the story. Blegh.

images via homeofthenutty

[partnersincrime]

[beaulesbian]

I can't stop thinking about the Lower Decks 2x5 episode, where mariner and boimler find a bar in which kirk and spock used to hang out and drink,

and how the new snw crossover episode would be even more chaotic if they met both of them in live action.

but even without that i feel there's some things that boimler managed to put into their heads that not everything is as it should be, yet..

(cough, some break ups and new relationships maybe? yes this is about spirk)

[mwah-so-kissed]

SMILING CHRIS COMPILATION [5 | 5]

[laney-rockin]

I was rewatching Lower Decks and omfg I totally forgot about the episode where Mariner and Boimler find a bar where Kirk and Spock were at like a century before.

Also the bar scene where they find the engraving of Kirk and Spock's names?? That was so cool.

Personally, I would love to know what exactly Kirk and Spock were talking about during their own scene at the bar. Like what lead them to carve their names into that table?

OH! And the carved names are doubly cute when one of the main reasons that people carve two names together is to symbolize their love and a permanence of that love.

Anyways! I just wanted to rant about this adorable little tidbit in LWD. I'm a romantic that way.

[thefifthsister]

Number 8 Lake please! I’m glad you’re back!

Thoughts Post Series

He could easily see why she liked to disappear up here. The solitude. The quiet. Certainly they needed those. But the beauty. The sheer beauty of the lake, the trees, the reminder that there is magic in the world, wonder in the world. He sits by the water, imagines family trips here with tiny Castle babies, taking their mothers hand and walking to the waters edge, in awe of the magic in front of them.

"I hate to interrupt a man when he's thinking," he hears beside him, can't help but chuckle at the cadence, the slight tease and he sees more and more where his wife gets her sense of humour.

"Not deep thoughts this time Jim," Castle breaths deep, the clean air, the stillness.

"If my daughter were awake, she'd have something to say about that," Jim chuckles.

"Believe me, I know," Castle grins.

"I'm going to take a stroll along the water if you feel like keeping me company," Jim offers.

Castle takes in the man beside him. Much like his daughter, he finds the man a mystery at times, his father-in-law a man of few words but meaningful gestures.

"I feel like this is the 'father talk?" Castle jokes and he watches Jim smirk.

"You already raised a wonderful daughter. Alexis is a testament. And if you can handle my daughter, you don't need the other talk," Jim laughs. "However, you have not raised a Beckett before. I'm happy to offer some tips if you need them."

Castle smiles. "I might take you up on that. Kate will not elaborate on her teenage years."

Jim checks around him before pointing to the path at his right. "If we take that route, I might have enough time to catch you up before Katie's up from her nap and wants to make dinner."

Castle nods. A walk would do him good.

[do-it-for-the-fandom]

Sugar Cookies.

Season 6

A short follow up to Christmas Decorations.

It had been 15 years, but it felt like just yesterday.

Home from school for the holidays, spending as much time as possible with her parents. Rebel-Becks would have been mortified to witness the scene - the three of them in the kitchen, her and her mother singing and dancing along to Christmas carols as her father recorded the performance on his new camcorder - but living-so-far-away-from-home-Becks had a new appreciation for her family, a new appreciation for the time they spent together.

They made the same recipe every year. As a kid she loved to help, but she stopped once she was older and 'too cool' for that. She knew that her mother was disappointed the first year, but she had never been made to feel bad about it. She was just glad that she had that final year together, that all three of them had made those memories.

And as she and her dad managed to steal a quiet moment together, she was glad that they both had that memory to hold on to, to reminisce together.

"Feliz Navidad," Jim quietly cheered as he held his sugar cookie bar up between them.

Kate smiled, tapped the corner of her bar to his as if cheering a toast.

"Merry Christmas, Dad."

They both took their first bites of the treat at the same time, sharing in the experience that she could only describe as coming home.

"Just like mum's," Kate praised.

Jim nodded. "Maybe next year we can make them together," he said, hopeful.

"I'd love that."

[justellie-b]

A new article about Castle and what changes the fans would like to see in the series.. 

Out of all that is listed, I actually would love to see a moment between Kate and her dad, where she tells him that she finally arrested Bracken and the significance of those elephants. How her mum helped her in that moment 🤍

[jt1674]

[adder24]

Why you gotta Freeze my babies like that?

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