Hey there! :) I was wondering if you or your followers could help me out trying to date the pickled herring scene? Is it Regency Era? I need this to look up references for clothes :) (I kinda remember there even being a post that analysed the outfits they're wearing? Or at least Crowley's...)
Hiya! I'm not sure, from the notes on this post it seems like it could be 1820s-30s :). In another shooting that could or could not be connected to the pickled herring scene there was a mention of the year 1820. :)
four times kate finds anthony at dawn (and one time she almost loses him) by kathonysheart
Summary: Kate always runs into Anthony at dawn. But when the sun rises, they must always part ways. This time, it may be permanent.ORThe one where a gun misfires in the forest, and Anthony gets shot. (2x05 Canon Divergence)
The first time he finds out she has nightmares, she doesn’t know that he hears her whimpering late at night, or that he sneaks up to her closed door and presses his ear against it, listens until she stops.
The second time happens just a few nights later, when he goes upstairs to refresh the towels in the bathroom, and he hears her say his name. It’s so quiet he barely hears, but when he freezes, he hears her whimper again, realizes that she’s having another nightmare.
It takes everything in him not to open the door and gather her in his arms.
The third time is a few nights after she shows up at his door. It’s the first night of her suspension, and she spent hours apologizing for going after Bracken on her own. He assumed she was as tired as him, but he wakes when he hears her whimper, her voice thick.
He props himself up on his elbow so he can see her face, feels his heart break at the tortured scrunch of her eyebrows, the tears leaking out of the corners of her eyes. He cups her shoulder, rubs her arm for comfort.
“Kate,” he whispers.
She shakes her head. “No, Castle,” she murmurs, “don’t. Don’t go there. No-NO!”
She almost shouts the last word, and she sits up, her chest heaving, her eyes wild as they roam across the room.
He sits up with her, his arm on her back, stays silent until she finally turns her gaze to him. “Kate,” he repeats, his voice cracking, unshed tears blurring his vision.
She twists, throwing her arms around him, and he pulls her into his lap, wraps her in his arms. God, if only he could hold her forever, erase everything negative that’s ever happened so she’s never sad again.
But he can’t, so instead, he just holds her, listens when she finally shares her dream, lays them down when she finally falls asleep.
can i just say, i absolutely love that jaskier has been helping smuggle elves to safety. because everyone else is busy Saving The World, fighting the big battles and slaying monsters, doing things which require extraordinary powers and extraordinary abilities.
and jaskier isn't like that. he's not concerned with the big picture. he simply saw ordinary people who needed help, who were being abused and expelled from their homes, and decided he should help them. he doesn't have powers, he can't fight or influence high-level politics. but there is something he can do, and it's to protect regular people who are afraid and in need.
these people might not be "important" in the global plot sense, but they are important to jaskier because every life matters and every single person deserves dignity and safety and a place to call their home. he risks his life to do right by them because he truly is a man of the people.