3x14, the little black dress.

Just a (not so) little expansion on everyone's favorite Cophine scene in 1x08.

Beckett decides that Castle has been so good at following the 'no-PDA' rules of their relationship at the precinct, she decided he really deserved some kind of reward. Established relationship, smut, pure smut. Follow-up to 'For What It's Worth'.

Short-ish fic to bridge the Cophine gap between 2x01 and 2x02.

Seriously, this just isn't fair. She so rarely has a day off in the middle of the week, and instead of spending it lounging in bed with her, all her delicious nakedness aligned with his, he has to sit through Black Pawn meetings. Happy Birthday, AC!

It's only the second time he's seen her legs and he's absolutely certain he wants to see more of them. Season 1.

Spring, summer, autumn, winter; Castle and Beckett's story through the seasons. COMPLETE.

Of course he believes it's real. He's - well, he's him. Magic and curses and zombie apocalypses are right up his alley. *An insert of sorts for 5x17, vague spoilers* Now a two shot. Complete.

He wanted to be there. Wants to be there, so badly. Follows The Vigil in the Sweetheart series. In progress.

But now, watching her slumped against the wide door, her eyes closed and a trembling hand held to her lips - Now she sees. Understands. Martha is just as human, just as breakable, as the rest of them. *Post ep for Hunt*

"I need you to take me with you so I don't have to keep kicking myself for waiting so long to tell you how much I love you." He holds her tighter at the sound of the crack in her voice. "I knew, Kate," he reassures her. "Your eyes give you away, you know." He smiles. "So if you wanted to keep it a secret, you weren't doing a very good job." Post-Ep for 'Hunt'.

He knows this game she's playing, and she wants him eager. Wants him clumsy over his drink, wants his lame pick up line so she can laugh before she slips him her hotel key.

She'd almost run out and bought him something on at least three separate occasions. She's so glad she didn't. **Post ep for 5x14. One shot. Complete.**

Castle and Beckett defined. (Inspired by the book of the same name).

The thumping pulse of the music vibrates through her body. Her bones sing with it, a high pitched resonation that rings in her ears and echoes inside her chest. She lets her spine sway and her hips roll, losing herself in the movement, the freedom that comes when she shuts off her brain and just feels. **An ode of sorts to 5x12* One shot. Complete.

"He narrows his eyes at Kate's back, frowning, a tinge of challenge still running through his veins, defiance clearly evident in his glare. She's obviously upset with him, but she's also being completely unfair. He's not the one who accused her of jeopardizing their relationship after all." Set somewhere starting S05.

Anxiety knots in her stomach as she fills the sink with warm water, touches her fingertips to the assortment of items she needs for this. Her body aches with the weight of the week and she wants nothing more than to crawl into bed next to him, to feel the solid presence of his body against hers as she tries to sleep. One shot. Complete.

The moonlight casts a silver glow across the walls, a shimmering haze that draws her attention, the edges waving as the clouds roll past. She can feel the remnants of the champagne working through her body, the little bubbles hitching a ride in her blood, making her head float and her skin tingle. *One Shot. Complete*

Post-ep for Secret Santa. It's Christmas morning, and our favourite crime fighting duo are starting a couple of new Christmas traditions of their own.

The rain has lessened, she thinks inanely, clinging to the random scraps of reality that she can process as they zip and crisscross through her brain. Much less than the downpour that stranded them here, on the side of some highway in the middle of New Jersey. A season four story, set after 'Cuffed.' One-shot. NOT a Christmas story. :)

She grins and rolls her eyes but lets him keep a hold on her foot as she turns back to her book. His book. **vague Frozen Heat spoilers** One shot. Complete.

So...it wasn't only his fault. - oneshot, set anytime during S5.

It's you. It's you. It's all for you. COMPLETE.

It occurs to Castle that he might not survive this.

An epilogue to the epilogue found in Unvanquished. One year later.

For months she's been gone. Months in which Castle's been forced to believe that Kate Beckett was dead. Eight full months in which he's missed her, craved her, mourned her. Now she's standing on his doorstep, two coffees in slightly shaking hands and Castle's world collapses. Direct spoilers for 4x23 Always, but most probably AU from there.

"You can't expect me to believe that this was never suggested. That it never crossed your mind." One Shot. Complete. PWP.

"I'm sure somewhere in this great big city of ours, some poor unfortunate soul has lost their life but today you're going to let the justice seeking be someone else's job. Today, you're going to take a little trip with me." - Scavenger hunt, Castle style. ***co-authored with sparklemouse***

It can never be enough, making up for all the time they've missed. She laughs, full and rich, shaking with it and it's infectious. He grins, pressing his forehead against hers as he watches the light fill her face. He lets the backs of his fingers graze her cheek, overwhelmed by her, by this, them-Everything. COMPLETE.

When Castle and Beckett are sent to chase down a lead out of town and have to spend a few days staying in the same hotel room, things get a little... interesting. Smut-warning applies. Now complete.

A series of bedroom - and maybe a bathroom and deck and other locations near a bedroom- conversations between Beckett and Castle in the first year or so of their relationship.

The title says it all. Co-authored by Sandiane Carter and chezchuckles. Spoilers for season four, but as you will see, quite a lot of it is. . .missing.

"Did you ever think about us here?" - Post Finale, Castle and Beckett stop by her apartment for the first time since she showed up at his door.

His chest heaves beneath her, staccato gasps echoing in the darkness of his room. Post-Always. Complete.

She is too heavy, her own flesh unable to hold her now. This is how weighted she has become. Post 'Always' one shot. Spoilers. COMPLETE

The story of each and every one of those one hundred coffees that Kate owes Rick. Castle/Beckett. Now COMPLETE. Spoilers now include "Undead Again" in the EPILOGUE/START OF SEQUEL, which is what I just added. Fluff, angst, reality.

Post-ep for Headhunters. Beckett stops by Castle's loft to fix some things, both skin deep and otherwise.

It might have been the bravest thing she ever did. Post-Headhunters, oneshot.

Post-ep for 47 Seconds. I totally wasn't going to do this...But then I had to.

"I'm not going anywhere until I get some answers as to why you're evidently injured and not in a hospital." Minor,synopsis mainly,SPOILERS for "Headhunters" 4x21. *Chapter 5 up now. COMPLETE

Speculations for the 4x19: 47 seconds promo. Castle's thoughts on the whole Beckett season 4 secrets mess, with a pinch of his mother's input on the matter and a text message that might offer a solution. CHAPTER 3 with the conclussion has been added.

He's hurt; she thinks she can help. Takes place some time during S4, after Cuffed. Happy unbirthday, Laura! I love you.

After the events of Go Out Fighting 2: Serendipity, Castle and Beckett attempt to resolve her mother's case while recovering from their wounds.

co-authored by Sandiane Carter and chezchuckles. Beckett and Castle are assigned to work a case undercover.

Watching too much Setup/Countdown produces fic like this. Castle and Beckett encounter something that just might act as a wrecking ball.

Kate stumbles across a secret - no wonder he'd been so angry at her after she'd avoided him all summer - and reason comes from an unlikely source. Complete.

CASKETT. Castle educates Beckett on the benefits of communication.

"You asked me to come over here so you could handcuff me to a bed?" "Well – yes, but it sounds creepy when you say it like that." Caskett.

A letter in the night, that could not be ignored...R/R?

After a rough case, Kate comes to the realisation that waiting isn't always the answer, and perhaps having a certain author close to those walls might not be such a bad idea. Written for Manuxinhace's challenge /s/7382548/1/Challenge

Rick and Kate make a bet of a pretty ...interesting nature. WARNING: SMUT! Established Caskett. Multi-chapter, because I like to torture you. Enjoy!

Castle and Beckett, a collection of oneshots and story arcs inspired by Carmina Burana.

Rick Castle, who kept her from freezing to death and held her hand in front of a bomb, prepared to die with her, wasn't who she was going home with. Kate's night after the end of Countdown.

Someone once said that in times of grief, people turned to each other for comfort. ***SPOILERS for season three finally***

He had flown too near the sun. His wax had melted, his wings had failed him, and he had fallen. But Icarus was not failing as he fell, just coming to the end of his triumph.

"I'm tired of pretending, Kate. Aren't you tired?" Not meant to be an LA fic, but you can take it that way if you want. Originally just Kate's kitchen after a tough case

Once you read something, it can't be unread. Caskett.

After a nasty argument, Castle returns home in a blizzard to see Beckett.