#necia

[foxglove-the-never-fairy]

If Necia has million fans, then I'm one of them. If Necia has one fan, then I'm THAT ONE. If Necia has no fans, that means I'm dead.

[leregirenga]

Necia soy por pensar que todo podría haber sido diferente, por creer que si lo sueñas lo logras, de sentir que mi vida es otra y no la cruel realidad que estoy viviendo.

Me lleno de esperanzas vanas, imaginando un cielo abierto a mis posibilidades y en un volar por rumbos que solo yo dispongo y quiero.

Pero lo real es que mis ilusiones actualmente están rotas, mi mirar se vuelve hacia la nada y mi alma está hueca, vacía, triste, derrotada, muda sin poder hablar o expresar cosa alguna; cuando lo único que quisiera es gritar alto y fuerte de tanta impotencia.

Leregi Renga

[daffy-rimi]

[guessimdumb]

Little Francisco Greaves And The All Stars Combo - Necia de Mi Corazón (1966)

Sweet Doo-wop influenced Soul from Panama. I'm hearing a part of the melody to A Little Bit of Soap.

[solxs]

Las personas como yo; nos quedamos con los recuerdos. De gente que incluso ya no está.

J~hans

[ca-dmv-bot]

Customer: IT MEANS STUBBORN AND THE YEAR I WAS BORN DMV: 88 HITLER REFERENCE Verdict: DENIED

[leregirenga]

Era tan necia extrañándolo y viviendo en una casa que solo me traía sus recuerdos, mi casa era un cementerio. Era donde todos mis sentimientos habían muerto, lo extrañaba en cada rincón. En cada centímetro estaba el con sus peleas, con sus discusiones.

En cada espejo estaba mi reflejo, rogándole, para que se quedará.

Arianna Fuentes

[chai-penguin]

I went to get a cleaning a couple months ago and I told the dental assistant my mom is also a dentist and when they discovered cavities they were like 🤭 don't worry we won't tell your mom

this is what being twenty five is like btw

[carolyn1761smith]

[solxs]

Tal vez ella era muy necia, tal vez ella era muy tonta, tal vez él era muy malo, o muy despistado; y tal vez ella terminó por volverse loca.

Efimera Lunar Intemporal

[leregirenga]

Mis manos preguntan por ti Mis manos necias preguntan por ti, con ganas de tocarte, con tantas ganas de salir a buscarte, son las 3 de la mañana y mi habitación tan sola y vacía, sin forma, opaca, necesita de ti, como yo, como estas manos tan necias que después de 5 años siguen preguntando por ti. Andrés Folk

[pollomindfulness]

Darse un momento para detener todo ayuda a sincronizar nuestra aura y pensamientos. La lucidez del presente permite estar más conectado con la dura realidad y no con necias ilusiones.

Alex RT, Realidad vs Ilusión (2024)

[clubsmarties]

"No one is as interesting as you are," he let out an amused chuckle at that. "Is it really a bother? I see it as a helpful sit and chat, keeps you from boring yourself to death looking at files over and over." He shrugged slightly even though she couldn't see him and smiled. "Yeah, you're right maybe I shouldn't skip leg day so often. But funny coming from the girl who doesn't want to hike up the mountain near my house because of how steep it is." The banter was what kept him entertained and no one did it like Liz did. She kept his mind on its toes and he liked that. "I hate to break it to you again but I'm not interested in meeting someone else. I don't want anyone else. All I want and need is on the other end of this line." He made sure to make it clear otherwise she was liable to think he was talking about someone else. "You think anyone else would match my vibe as well as you do? No ma'am." Wally laughed knowing his slight Louisiana accent came through. "Why are you so insistent on me finding someone else anyway?"

"Still no secret that the CIA and FBI boys don't play well with each other. I'm actually surprised Marson let this happen. He's got FBI in his department. Think he'd be disinfecting that office every time." He laughed and sighed. "Well, if I'm Mulder than you're definitely Sully. So, you'd be getting an invite to your own wedding."

He shook his head and cleared his throat. "No need to thank me. It was easiest the best decision I've made. She likes you and that is more than enough for me to let you dogsit. She's a good judge of character," hearing her low bark made him chuckle telling her what a good girl she was. "She may be a great tour guide. I should look into that. Did she do that nose thing when you guys were out on a walk? When she stands on her hind legs and starts sticking her nose up in the air. That's her trying her tracking skills out. She has only done that twice with me and once with my sisters. Wonder if she did it with you."

The condom method had him in a quick laughing fit as he couldn't get a word out for a second. After that he caught his breath and couldn't help but smile affectionately at her words. "Wise words there. I guess when you put it that way, makes sense. Also makes you sound like a girl scout. Don't tell me you were one before?" He was but it was for a very brief time in his life. It was also where his agent call sign came from. "Hey, but really. I wouldn't let you down. I give you my word if you trust me, no harm will come to you or your legs on adventure week." He wanted to say he was always thinking about her but refrained. "Of course. I mean it is an important case for you so why wouldn't I keep a lookout for anything that could help you."

When she switched to video the last thing he ever expected was to see her in his hoodie. All cozy like. That was a sight that would surely give him nice little dreams. She looked exceptionally beautiful and he had no words to express that. His smile though, did give him away since his eyes gave her the shimmer they did when she amused him. He'd recognize his furball against the sleeve of his hoodie. It had been his favorite one because it gave warmth but now it became his favorite because she wore it.

Locking eyes was like two stars collided with each other and a clusterfuck of lights surrounded them. He smiled softly as he saw her face that he had missed for a few days now. "I agree but I also have to say that her murder is still a novelty to every agency. That and the Black Dahlia. She was a sex symbol and no one wants to let her rest. Most people don't know she was more than the ditzy bombshell she played on screen. But that conversation a lot are not ready for." Hearing her take on ghosts was refreshing, it felt like he was actually getting a look inside her mind. He hummed to show her he was listening and arranged his bottom half to fit under the covers better.

"That's an interesting take. I mean, I know I miss nana so sometimes I can see her in dreams. Sometimes I can hear her laugh in the hallway. No one laughed like she did." Nana wasn't his grandmother, he didn't share any blood with her but she had seen him grow up. Diana's mother was Nana to him and forever would be. He had told Liz about Nana when she had passed so he didn't need to explain it further than that, she'd know who he was talking about. "I believe merpeople exist. Fairies too. It would take someone who has zero creativity to not believe that we weren't the only entities around. Just because you can't see them doesn't mean they aren't here. Yeah," he nodded and sighed. "I do believe in ghosts. I don't want to see one but I do believe in them. It'd be hard not to since I know people who have certain gifts. Not a psychic, they're not always real but I do. Just like people out here get jobs to help others. I believe there are a few who are born to help ghosts find their way." His mind going back to Jax and Matt. What Wally believed easily, wasn't the case for his dear friend and brother.

His eyes held the same curiosity they always did when something caught him off guard. Her request wasn't outlandish at all but it still made him chuckle and happily abided. His hand popped up from under the covers and fixed his bang. He tucked it behind his ear and the other side framed his face a little better. "Better?" His hand made a show of his face and smiled showing off his dimple on his cheek. "Might it have something to do with the hair obstructing my eyes?"

He scrolled up on his phone to show his calendar and read through his schedule. "Traveling to Forest City. Sierra County folks are always so welcoming but I'll have to leave the suit behind. I'll get to look like smokey the bear out there. I'm just shadowing tomorrow it seems but still walking a whole hell of a lot. I'm kind of excited to see the giant trees and see what the small town has to offer. May buy the second gift I've gotten for you. Souvenirs and the like. I've seen ten penny makers on my journey so you know Annie is going to be a happy little camper. Got a cool little handkerchief for Dolly. And for you, well that is what you'll see when I get back. What's on the agenda tomorrow for you two girls?" When he looked down he saw Dolly's head resting on her chest and that sight had him silently take a picture.

That earned a well-deserved eye roll but it was quickly gone with a chuckle as she heard his laugh. Listening, she could see the park before her, and gave occasional little sounds of confirmation to let him know that she was paying attention. "Sounds like you've been skipping leg day at the gym. You should start taking longer walks with Dolly. Might meet some more interesting people than me to bother on your days off." It was a small implanted suggestion that she hoped he would take into consideration.

"I know all you boys have your secrets. I know the CIA's and the Air forces in Nevada and I know you boys have your small subsection as well." Her time in Vegas came to mind and the finger one of the agents, a regular at the club she was dancing at, twitched at the memory of it. Though it had healed well, it still bothered her when the weather was cold and she couldn't fold it completely when making a fist. "If you do you might be partnered up with your Scully. If you are, I will need an invite to the wedding, after all, it was my idea that led you there, so you're welcome future Wally."

At hearing Wally, Dolly nuzzled against Elizabeth's chin wanting to listen in and let out a small ruff at the words he said. With a giggle, she put it on speaker mode so the pup could hear him clearer. "I should be thanking her for the company. And you for letting me watch her. The days seem to be flying by with her around. and she gives me an excuse to finally go exploring around the island like I wanted to." There was something to be said about the way that he was willing to talk about anything else than what she knew would be the biggest thorn in her side while trying to get the office ready for her to leave. So she let herself be distracted by him talking about his day. Letting a groan out at the simple mistakes some people made.

"I'm always preparing, there's a difference. It's like the condom motto, it's better to have one and not need it than to need it and not have it." Cuddling against Dolly she added. "Dolly's different and you know it." Rolling her eyes she added. "Yes, I know they jump, but its better than being kicked by hind legs of a powerful animal or be thrown from one."

Oh, now that was promising. “Well it’s been a while since I’ve been out there, this sounds like the perfect excuse to travel for a bit.” Settling into a kore comfortable position, she sighed. As much as she poked fun at him for being tired, the recent uptake on hikes and walks with Dolly around was tiring her too. “Thanks for that. Can’t believe you were thinking about my case while working on yours.”

Hearing the all-familiar tone of a video call, she shifted around so she was still cuddling Dolly but she had become all too conscious about the fact that she was wearing his sweater. Hoped the fact that she was holding the phone out so Dolly was in front of her would help hide it. Knowing him, he would see it and use it as an excuse to tease her about possibly missing him, which she didn't. She only wore it because it was the coziest thing she had at the moment, he hadn't lied when he talked about how soft it was. It felt like a lot like a hug.

After settling into a position, she let it switch over and it took a moment to adjust seeing how much darker it was on his end. His green eyes shone like twinkling emerald stars, taking her off guard for a second. "The Roosevelt, she only lived there for a very short period of time. If anything she'd be at the Brentwood estate she was found at. I don't know why people can't let that poor woman be. She suffered enough when she was alive." Magnus was an old Hollywood lover and would waste no moment to show her the old movies or tell her what he knew about them. Most of her aliases came from those old movies. The laugh was a small one, it wasn't at him but at the idea of that hallway having a poltergeist. "If that were the case we would all already have one attached to each of us, this planet has been spinning for so long that if everyone became ghosts, by now we would all have one."

It felt like the lighthouse all over again, questions she thought she would be asked or had ever thought about before, that somehow only felt like a Wally thing. Whether it be the agent training or the curiosity he seemed to have, she would indulge for now, he had after all let his dog stay with her. Pondering the question over a moment, she thought about all the times that she thought she saw her dad in places over the years in her travels. When visiting parks that they had visited, mostly in California which he always loved. She remembered Jennifer telling him once that he might be John Muir reincarnated. With a sigh, she replied. "I read once that ghosts are a lot things to people. That sometimes they are a daydream or guilt or anger or even a memory. I think sometimes people wish for someone to be around so much that they can conjure their own ghosts. But," she laughed. "I also come from people who believe in fairies and merpeople and trolls, and ghosts too. So I think it would be silly for me to say that they don't exist in a way. And I guess you obviously do or else we wouldn't be having this conversation, right?"

There was that bit of hair that seemed to always be in his face when he let his hair down. She wanted to reach out and tuck behind his ear as she had before he left but couldn't. "Hey," there was something about not being able to look into his eyes unobstructed that seemed to bother her at the moment. "Sorry, but ," she pointed towards her face as if to mimic the tucking motion. "Can you... I don't know why but it's bugging me." It was then that she realized, as the memory of the last time he was there came back that not only was she sleeping in his hoodie, he had slept in her bed and she was cozying up to his dog while on the phone with him. Something strange stirred in her, but she ignored it chalking it up to just being tired. He'd fall asleep before she did though if she kept him talking. "So what's on the agenda for tomorrow?"

[fousrires]

Self portrait by Necia Navine

[danielaochoa44]

Malos hábitos, tatuajes por doquier, los cuales me llevaron hacia ti en un arranque de predilección. Gracias a ti, he llegado a la conclusión de que me enloquecen los tatuajes, gracias a ti, me he convertido en una fiel y necia creyente de que a través de esas huellas que se encuentran en ti, se cruza una persona cuyas razones tiene para hacerse un recuerdo el cual lo tatué para siempre, las cuales quiero descifrar, quiero descifrarte a ti, ¿se puede?

Quizá he llegado a pensar en que tu corazón puede llegar a ser un poco afín al mío, un corazón sabio e inteligente, el cual sabemos que debemos cuidar ¿quién diría lo contrario si puedo ver todas las señales?

Podrías llegar a ser tan detallista como yo, de tal manera que yo podría dejar huella en tu corazón, y podrías tatuar mi nombre en ti, para siempre, si así lo quieres, incluso aunque nuestra historia llegara a ser pasajera, piénsalo por tan solo un momento.

Malos hábitos, el humo sobre mi como si fuera un destello de luz el cual brinda ternura y calor en tan solo un parpadeo, y todo esto, mientras fumas nicotina que sale de tu cigarro, la cual se ha vuelto mi adicción, una de la cual no quisiera salir nunca, y con tan solo decirte que ni siquiera me atrevería a fumar cigarro, puedo decirte todo; pero se que puedo usarlo como metáfora mientras escribo este pequeño relato sobre ti.

Conozco tu pasado, y sé que te aferras tanto a él que ni siquiera quieres recordarlo, pero ¿y que si lo recordamos juntos? Yo créeme y estoy dispuesta a conocer tus lados más oscuros, así como los más brillantes, que estoy segura y puedo contar con la certeza de que tienes más luz en tu vida que incluso puedo decir que brillas, tú personalidad irradia paz y tranquilidad, y quiero conocerte, quiero saber todo de ti, y no me importa lo que haya pasado en tu anterior vida, porque sé que un largo camino te trajo hasta mi, y se que lo descubriré, pero a la vez mi corazón me dice que no estoy sola en el, tú estás ahí para acompañarme en ese camino, solo sé que ese día, pude sentir una sensación extraña en mi, la cual ya había sentido antes, pero esta vez pude ver algo mas allá, y logré ver un futuro incierto pero no imposible, de manera que tú me acompañabas de la mano, y si tan solo supieras que lo único que quería hacer ese día era tomar tu mano, entrelazadas, la tuya, la mía, el uno con el otro porque cuando estás cerca de mi, no puedo evitarlo, solo espero el momento de verte, o estar cerca de ti y tan solo sentir tu roce. Y si… puede que esto sea pronto, pero ¿y que si lo es? El tiempo es inválido para mi, no me importa, solo sé que podríamos detener el tiempo con el simple hecho de sentir tu mano en la mía, mi mano fría, tú mano tibia, la cual me brinda ternura y calma… tal cual como tu y tus malos hábitos,¿O no es así? ¿Lo has pensado alguna vez?

-Dani