March 24th, 2013

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March 1st, 2013

starstrucksarah:

“If you know me, and you guys - you know me, you know that I don’t like to learn anything. But despite my best efforts, I have learned in 100 episodes how much I rely - on how heavily I rely - on all of you. When people tell me, and they do, that they love this show I don’t think of the polished piece that we see on TV, I think about the hours we pull, the freezing outside, the laughs, hanging out, and being here. And I appreciate you all, and I look forward to coming to work and being with you all, all the time. Thank you very much.”

- Nathan Fillion to the cast and crew of Castle during the 100th episode celebration. (x)

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February 28th, 2013

100 episodes!!

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January 18th, 2013

Castle appreciation.

wickedlychenzel:

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She has converse on!!! With no heels!
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Before it was canon…

I remember making this a year ago!

(Source: epitomeofafangirl)

January 12th, 2013
December 7th, 2012

mahlibombing:

Minecraft Pickaxe Bottle Opener

Available for $19.99 from ThinkGeek

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May 27th, 2012

Does anyone else have any Caskett/Stanathan captions to post?

They don’t have to be long
They don’t have to be stories

They just have to be relevant!  

February 3rd, 2012
Esposito’s thoughts.It’s one of Castle’s book parties, we’re all dressed respectably (the women especially), and all anyone can whisper about is what has changed between Beckett and Castle. After Beckett had recovered from her gunshot wound, she and Castle had reconciled their friendship somewhat, but now they were closer, like something had happened that the outside world had missed. Both Ryan and I had asked Castle, and Lanie had bugged Beckett, but they’re telling the same rehearsed story; “Nothing is going on, guys.”  I’m not usually one for large crowds but there was free food, a tab, and Lanie, so I gave up (without much of an argument) and here I am. Looking around the room whilst Ryan talks with some writers that he assumes I know, I spot Castle hiding in an alcove type-thing in the wall, his eyes on Beckett. He must have sensed my eyes on him, because within seconds his gaze fell on me and he brought his finger up to his lips in an attempt to keep me quiet. I shrug; it’s not my place, man.  Beckett’s attention is on Lanie, who is telling some obviously hilarious story that has them both doubling over. I watch as after a few moments, they straighten up and try to compose themselves. My eyes flick back to Castle, and he is about to make his move – whatever that is going to be. Considering it is his party, he has a remarkable lack of people around him.  Ryan catches my attention my saying my name, and I turn back to him. As he starts to speak, I hear a small shriek. My partner and I both turn around to see Castle, who had just startled Beckett, whispering in the detective’s ear. If Lanie didn’t get info on what was going on, I’m going to have to try different measures. The rest of the night was spent with me eating, drinking, and occasionally holding a conversation with someone I had never heard of whilst watching Lanie’s interactions. The night wasn’t a total waste.

Esposito’s thoughts.

It’s one of Castle’s book parties, we’re all dressed respectably (the women especially), and all anyone can whisper about is what has changed between Beckett and Castle. After Beckett had recovered from her gunshot wound, she and Castle had reconciled their friendship somewhat, but now they were closer, like something had happened that the outside world had missed. Both Ryan and I had asked Castle, and Lanie had bugged Beckett, but they’re telling the same rehearsed story; “Nothing is going on, guys.”

I’m not usually one for large crowds but there was free food, a tab, and Lanie, so I gave up (without much of an argument) and here I am. Looking around the room whilst Ryan talks with some writers that he assumes I know, I spot Castle hiding in an alcove type-thing in the wall, his eyes on Beckett. He must have sensed my eyes on him, because within seconds his gaze fell on me and he brought his finger up to his lips in an attempt to keep me quiet. I shrug; it’s not my place, man.

Beckett’s attention is on Lanie, who is telling some obviously hilarious story that has them both doubling over. I watch as after a few moments, they straighten up and try to compose themselves. My eyes flick back to Castle, and he is about to make his move – whatever that is going to be. Considering it is his party, he has a remarkable lack of people around him.

Ryan catches my attention my saying my name, and I turn back to him. As he starts to speak, I hear a small shriek. My partner and I both turn around to see Castle, who had just startled Beckett, whispering in the detective’s ear. If Lanie didn’t get info on what was going on, I’m going to have to try different measures.

The rest of the night was spent with me eating, drinking, and occasionally holding a conversation with someone I had never heard of whilst watching Lanie’s interactions. The night wasn’t a total waste.

February 1st, 2012

G’day, my lovely Casketteers and/or Stanathians!
I’m so sorry that I keep forgetting about this page! I’m going to write a/some new photo captions tomorrow (I would do it tonight, but I’m going out on a date - Ice Skating!) I promise!
In the mean time, send me in some photos that you want captioned, and stay safe!
Hooroo.