#dorta

[devilishtear]

One thing about me is I suffer from depression and when it's dark, I really struggle.

A few months ago I found a spoken word poetry who captured a lot of my feelings in a few of her poems. I ended up buying one of her books that doubled as a self-help journal.

Reading back through some earlier pages now ... I'm feeling very Stolas coded 🤔

[anthonyamadeo]

Gabe Dorta by Anthony Amadeo

[ladysc]

I want someone to chase after me

I want my movie scene in the pouring rain

I want sunflowers because they’re my favourite

I want someone to show up at my house unannounced

I want hands held

I want the love letters

I want poems written about me

I want songs sung together

I want to sit on a beach and watch the sun setting

I want stargazing

I want to be missed when we spend too long apart

I want nights in together

I want nights out together

I want planned futures

I want playful fights over whose eye color our babies will have

I want pictures of us laughing

I want the last slice of toast because it’s always my favourite

I want the right side of the bed

I want ‘I love you’s traced on my back while I’m half asleep

I want someone who can’t take their eyes of me in a crowd

I wanna be made to feel special

And I just want someone to love me

poem by Isabella Dorta

[gebo4482]

Overwatch 2

Artist: Allison Yu / Armando Gonzalez-Dorta

[jjcocker]

pomni wiyh the ko takeuchi sameface eyes

[versacethotty]

miss yanka kinda wiped the floor with kandy during that lip sync no shade

[thelegacylegacy]

MEETING THE LEGACY'S

Eduardo Legacy-Harris

(Human, he/him, heterosexual, deceased)

Alma and Jeb's only child, Eduardo moved in with three girls and had a very chaotic love life. He married Elisa Dorta and they had two children together.

[crazyspookies]

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[itwamtv]

i know a person shouldn’t be

your only source of happiness

but the absence of someone

seems to be my only reason

for unhappiness

[overwatchfanskinarchive]

Ghoul Genji by by Armando Gonzalez-Dorta (caino35)

[radiogornjigrad]

Dorta Jagić: SOPRANI

SOPRANI . U pjesmi svojoj za kraj pita nas, pita te pjesnikinja Mary Oliver najstrože pitanje – Što ćeš sa svojim divljim I dragocjenim životom? Mary, dići ću ga. Ubiti pa dati okolo, tu izmorenu, divlju zebru kad opet oživi. Napraviti od njega kruh i ribe. Pravo je pisanje istina. Znači – dići uvis lako život koji je težak. Podignuti s tla, pokazati svima. a što drugo. Užasna je ona jedina…

[anthonyamadeo]

Gabe Dorta by Anthony Amadeo

[nikkupsticks]

“deluded a guide to situationships”

-isabella dorta

[filmsandbicycles]

I think you hate yourself

For who you are

And who you’re not;

I think you wish

You were everyone else

And no one — Isabella Dorta

[fixing-bad-posts]

from: the letters i will never send (isabella dorta) 

[radioactivepeasant]

Fic Prompts: Free Day Thursday

Featuring: Wind Waker and Gerudo translations from here

*"You...look different, little captain."

Ganondorf couldn't help cringing just a little. The guise of Princess Zelda ill-fitted the pirate.

"I can't see my face, but my arms are the wrong color. How bad is it?" Tetra demanded, "What did that ghost creep do with my sword?"

She truly did not understand who he was, then. What he represented. To her, Ganondorf was merely an antagonist she'd run across, but not a serious nemesis. It would have been insulting if it weren't so amusing.

"He has made you into the likeness of his departed daughter, your ancestor," Ganondorf said bluntly. "Anything that does not fit that role has likely been discarded."

Tetra was furious. "Dorta Hailiya voe!" she shrieked, "Sa'deva!"

In flawless Gerudo.

Ganondorf had not anticipated this. Who had taught the sailor's brat Gerudo? He was the last of his people, was he not? The dark lord drew back a step and pondered this unpleasant surprise. Perhaps the Sheikah still lived. After all the generations of Gerudo they'd killed in the days before his birth, Ganondorf wouldn't have been surprised if some of them picked up the language for espionage. That added insult to injury, then.

Ganondorf drew himself up to his full height and glared down at the would-be princess. "Who taught you those words?"

Still fuming, the child paced back and forth. After a moment, she ripped off the long gloves and threw them down to be trampled. "These are not my clothes," she growled, "this is not my skin. These are not my weapons. A'ni yaigeru'orq!"

I am of the Traveling Women.

Ganondorf knew where those words had come from. Could a descendant of his ancient enemies really share kin with his people? Was it possible that the blood of one of his many daughters flowed through the little pirate's veins? The sorcerer stroked his beard and frowned. Then, he decided that it couldn't hurt anything but the king of Hyrule to see how far the girl's knowledge went.

"A'ni Ganoendorf, de'shert Gerudo," he introduced himself, "I am Ganondorf, of the Desert People of the Spear."

This halted the girl in her tracks. She craned her neck to stare up at him. After a long few seconds, she stammered, "The- the desert? It's been underwater for-"

"Generations," Ganondorf finished. His frown deepened. "I survived. As did others of my clan, obviously, if these yaigeru'orq taught you to speak our words."

Tetra's eyes widened. "Whoa! How old are you?!" She didn't wait for an answer. "You're like, ancient! A vo'baani! Hey, Vo'baani, what's your deal with Link? Sure, he's kind of a goody two-shoes, but he's just a kid!"

She planted her fists on her hips. "You don't have to make things so rough for him all the time! He's got enough trouble with that dumb talking boat Hailiyadorf that keeps dragging him into hero business."

Ganondorf couldn't be certain, but he thought he felt his right eye twitch, just a little.