imagine if it was the food delivery person and Ziva just answered the door pointing a fucking gun at their face, they probably would have wet themselves
this is my favorite post that came out of that episode
like Ziva David opens the door with a gun
and you’re bringing Thai food
are you used to it by now?
A quick note to those of you who follow me b/c of my story “The Middle Ground”:
I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN THE STORY. However, I started writing another NCIS story for Nanowrimo, and I’m about 80% done with it, so I’m going to finish what I’m working on before I go back to The Middle Ground.
It will be updated. It will be finished. I’m just soooo much closer to the end of this story than that one, so it’s still on a hiatus. I just don’t want you guys to give up hope.
So hopefully, at the beginning of the new year I’ll be back to writing “The Middle Ground” and revising my new story, “Driftwood” for publication. In case anyone’s curious, here’s the banner I created for it:
flammenherz: when are you going to update the middle ground again? I am desperatly waiting!!!
I’m going to be totally honest and say I don’t know. A lot of stuff has come up in my personal life and writing has kind of gotten shoved to the back burner. However, this does not mean I am giving up. I still think about the story every day, and I have written a little, just not a whole chapters worth. This story WILL be finished, and hopefully once I get back in the groove there won’t be any more long waits. I am so sorry to you and my other loyal readers, and I promise I haven’t forgotten you and this story.
I hate being the third person, awkwardly standing on the side. I hate being invited to something but being totally ignored. I hate it when all of my friends go somewhere and not tell me. I hate not understanding an inside joke. Feeling left out can be one of the worst feelings. It leaves you lonely and empty.
my whole life