These writers and their goddamn cliffhangers and mocking title cards. I love them. I’m going to miss them. I can’t believe we only have two episodes left.
Tag: where the wild things were
I have a strength and a purpose that I never had before. I know you’re here because you loved me once, and you feel responsible for the bad things that have happened. But you can’t change any of it. And I can’t change any of it. And if you could would you really want to go back to the way things were just to be happy? Happy doesn’t interest me anymore, Nick, it just gets in the way.
Excuse me while I take a moment to unabashedly ship Silverhardt.
God, that speech was killing me. The way they’re standing so close to each other and LOOKING at each other is killing me. The way NICK IS LOOKING AT HER and BEGGING HER WITH HIS EYES to stop, stop breaking his heart one word at a time.
When she says “you loved me once,” his expression. It hurts. Because he still loves you. He is not done loving you. Things may have changed for both of you but he’s not just here out of a sense of responsibility.
GOOD GOD. No matter what happens–and I’m pretty sure that was the writers’ way of killing any hope of endgame Silverhardt for good–this will always be the Grimm ship for me. I love Monrosalee. I love all the slash ships. But this ship…their whole arc as individuals and the arc of their relationship to one another. It just kills. It’s so layered and painful and beautiful and real. And I love it. I love it so much and I will ship it forever, even if the writers don’t write them a happy ending.
A lot of bad things happened to me when all of this started. I didn’t understand it. I was scared, and angry, and I did a lot of terrible things. Things I can never forgive Juliette for. But I am not Juliette anymore, Nick. She’s gone. There may be a part of me that is like her, but it’s not who I am now, and it’s not who I’m gonna be again. I don’t blame you. When we were together, I only knew a part of who you were. YOU only knew a part of who you were.
Team Grimm is on it, Diana. You are not being anyone’s child bride. Not today.
So Diana is supposed to be the child bride to some kind of Satan allegory? That is creepy as fuck. No thank you. Keep that hell-faced Skeletor asshole away from Diana!
So Nick and Eve are off trying to kill the devil.
Can you imagine how terrifying this must be for Eve, though? It can’t possibly not remind her of another time she was transformed into a hexenbiest in a way that was beyond her control.
See, Sean? See how much cool shit you miss when you decide to go all evil and betray your friends?
Nick, how the hell have you been a Grimm for six years, six years, and not learned more German than this? I mean it never occurred to you that it might come in handy?
But of course Juliette learned German. Because Juliette is a boss and always fucking prepared.