this blog has been inactive for a very long time because sometimes our not-a-hobby things like to get in the way of our hobby-things, or sometimes our hobbies change!
I still love books and reading. very much so. I don’t know if I will ever come back to this blog, but in the meantime I will be nerding about book stuff via twitter @raya_reads. I won’t delete this blog, as I have had it for so long now. it grew alongside my reading preferences, and the idea of deleting it is a little painful. I decided to keep the twitter account, too, because reading is, and always will be, something I come back to, and I love to have my own little corner of the internet to shout out my enthusiasms or occasional horrors into.
happy reading! ❤️
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The Black Family + Constellations
Bellatrix (Gamma Orionis) is the third brightest star in the constellation Orion, named after the Greek myth of Orion the hunter. Bellatrix means “female warrior”.
Andromeda is a constellation named after the Greek myth of Andromeda, daughter of Aethiopian king Cepheus and his wife Cassiopeia. Andromeda means “ruler of men”.
Sirius is the brightest star system in Earth’s night sky, located in the constellation Canis Majoris. Sirius means “glowing”.
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The Fjerdan Drüskelle & the Grisha Heartrender
In all his dreams, he hunted her, sometimes through the new green meadows of spring, but usually through the ice fields, dodging boulders and crevasses with unerring steps. Always he chased, and always he caught her. In the good dreams, he slammed her to the ground and throttled her, watching the life drain from her eyes, heart full of vengeance—finally, finally. In the bad dreams, he kissed her
In these dreams, she didn’t fight him. She laughed as if the chase was nothing but a game, as if she’d known he would catch her, as if she’d wanted him to and there was no place she’d rather be than beneath him. She was welcoming and perfect in his arms. He kissed her, buried his face in the sweet hollow of her neck. Her curls brushed his cheeks, and he felt that if he could just hold her a little longer, every wound, every hurt, every bad thing would melt away.
- Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo
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Rat Queens: Betty
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harry potter characters [grunge] ↠ bellatrix lestrange (née black)
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les soeurs delacour [x x x]
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Rat Queens: Dee
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“The thought filled me with grief, grief for the dreams we’d shared, for the love I’d felt, for the hopeful girl I would never be again.”
That grief flooded through me, dissolving a knot that I hadn’t even known was there. I closed my eyes, feeling tears slide down my cheeks, and I reached out to the thing within me that I’d kept hidden for so long. I’m sorry, I whispered to it.
I’m sorry I left you so long in the dark.
-Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone
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I drew Solanin when I was 24 years old. I had just graduated from college and was feeling a bit insecure about my ability to succeed as a manga artist and whether I would be able to continue to draw manga that were true to myself. In my anxiety and impatience, I felt that all I could do in my manga was try to get a true depiction of the times as experienced by my generation.
Lovers, friends, money, jobs, a society with an unclear future, one’s own pride…Writhing in these multiple, entangling factors, perhaps they are unable to draw any conclusions. Perhaps this instant now is part of their futile, daily lives. The only thing that is certain is that they can not return to days gone by.
There is nothing cool about these characters. They’re just your average 20-somethings who blend into the backdrop of the city. But the most important messages in our lives don’t come from musicians on stage or stars on television. They come from the average people all around you, the ones who are just feet from where you stand. That is what I believe.
Inio Asano (2008)
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30-day Book Challenge; Day 9: A book you thought you wouldn't like but ended up loving
→ Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson
“I have survived. I am here. Confused, screwed up, but here. So, how can I find my way? Is there a chain saw of the soul, an ax I can take to my memories or fears?”
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