all i’m saying is if an all-girls school crashed on the island in lord of the flies then they would’ve been off the island in a week
How cool would that be!
Watson and Holmes consult at the 11th precinct.
Beckett and Castle work at the 12th precinct.
I’m sorry, but I can’t be the only one absolutely dying for a crossover here?!
Yes please yessss!
I thought it was a great way to end Ziva’s story. Apart from her being killed, this made the absolute most sense and I think it fitted well within the range of in-character choices that could have been written. Ziva is a kickass, independant bamf and she’s had tragedy after tragedy.
It doesn’t mean she doesn’t love Tony, or Gibss and the team, or that she doesn’t value NCIS or the family she found but her roots; in Israel, in Mossad and with her biological family, have always been a major part of who she is.
Working out who she wants to be, in the aftermath of all the events of the previous years makes sense, and Tiva fans being hurt and angry because Tony didn’t end up being her saving grace who cancels all that out— that’s not NCIS, it’s not real life and it’s not fair to Ziva or the ship.
It’s impossible to take from that episode that they didn’t love each other and I thought it was incredibly mature the way it was handled.
Ziva could always come back, the ship certainly didn’t sink and there is a lot of room for interpretation.
So get over yourselves guys, stop hating on the writers, on CBS, on Gary Glasburg, on Cote herself.
You couldn’t have done much better.
I thought I was the only one thinking like that… Thank you :)
look william shakespeare was a glovemaker’s son without any kind of education beyond the basic level who basically ran away from his wife and daughters bc he was sort of a jerk
and he acted a bit and wrote a bit and probably didn’t take his playwriting nearly as seriously as his sonnets bc plays weren’t nearly as big a deal as poetry in 1597 or w/e, but playwriting paid the bills, so
he stole almost every single one of his plots; he set an extraordinary amount of plays in places he had never been and unapologetically got the details completely wrong; he wrote a fuckload of dick jokes
and he got drunk a lot and probably slept with a good number of prostitutes and he couldn’t even spell his own name
and, look— basically what i’m saying here is fuck stephen king, fuck jonathan franzen, fuck kurt vonnegut, fuck chuck fucking palahniuk
you don’t have to be special or magical or take yourself incredibly seriously or be incredibly original or throw yourself headfirst passionately into your work to be a writer
all you have to do is write shit and keep writing shit and sometimes it’s pericles but y’know what sometimes it’s hamlet
and sometimes it’s sonnet 135 which should really be enough for anybody