I hate the word “fate.” Birth, encounters, partings, success and failures, fortune and misfortunes in life. If our lives are already set in stone by fate, then why are we even born? There are those born to wealthy families, those born to beautiful mothers, and those born into the middle of war or poverty. If that’s all caused by fate, then God is incredibly unfair and cruel. Because, ever since that day, none of us had a future and the only certain thing was that we wouldn’t amount to anything…

I don’t know what this means or if it’s even going to be part of the episode like this, but aesthetically it’s probably one of the most beautiful things to have happened to the show. Here we have a representation for two of the men who’ve taught Emma Swan that it’s safe to love again. A sheriff who chose her and a captain who went to the ends of the world and time for her. I don’t think Emma and Graham would’ve ever lasted long, not because either of them would screw up, but because they’d eventually learn they aren’t meant to be. And this may be an unpopular opinion, but I love the shoelace and if Emma does in fact keep his jacket as well, it’s gorgeous in terms of story telling because Graham, like Snow, took chances on Emma, even with her record, he saw how special she was and made her his deputy. He trusted her, let her be her. So in every way, I love that Graham serves as an example that it’s safe to fall again. While she played a more prodigious role in his life, he was a vital, hopeful chapter in hers.  


why don’t you crush what’s left of my soul - 14/25

Freddie & Bel - The Hour


"Marc-André Grondin played a small prank on me before the scene. He was naked and I removed his bathrobe before he goes into the tub, and we’re doing the first take so I took his bathrobe off and there’s a ‘Hi Caro’ written in black on his butt" [x]



Yes. I know it is illogical, and yet… he did the same for me, and at such a terrible cost. How could I not be equal to his sacrifice? Mine was a life of solitude and duty. I have no regrets. But for a time, I was in a unique position, working with comrades of exemplary character. Friends. Treasure these days, Picard, for when they cease, you will not see them again. ( Spock Reflections, IDW. )