theaceastronaut

[theaceastronaut]

Me in a nutshell✨

Today’s gender is- Too little sleep and not enough coffee.

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LOOK AT THIS!!!!💟💟💟✨✨✨

Some sketches of my friend @theaceastronaut !

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Sometimes I forget that this legend is the ONLY reason I’m out of the closet

#double trouble #she ra #shera #shera double trouble #double trouble literally dragged me out of the closet #i was gonna stay there forever #but then i was like #HUH #wait a minute #i wanna be openly like DT #and then poof now im here #nonbinary double trouble

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Do any other nonbinary/trans/or just queer people in general have this experience it can’t just be me & my friend group

Especially in quarantine, you’re on social media so often that you just... forget not everybody is queer? Forget that those characters that you hardcore hc to be nonbinary... aren’t? Forget that you can’t make gay jokes and everyone will understand them?

IT’S JUST SUCH AN ISSUE WHEN IM TALKING TO PEOPLE IN FANDOMS AND I CONTINUALLY USE THEY/THEM PRONOUNS FOR CERTAIN CHARACTERS & THEY GET CONFUSED & I GET CONFUSED UNTIL I REMEMBER IT’S JUST A HEADCANON & NOT REAL :(

#yuh #struggle is real #shout out to my iced coffee #10/10 helped me get through the school day today #nonbinary hcs #nonbinary headcanons #nonbinary struggles

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this^

if i ever misspell something no i didn’t that’s a secret letter i put there just for you and you found it. my gift. i love you

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Hinata & Yamaguchi say Aro solidarity is the way to go

✨💚(Happy Aro Week)💚✨

Take some aro flag edits by yours truly:

#Haikyuu #aromantic #aro week 2021 #aro Yamaguchi #aromantic Yamaguchi #aro Hinata #aromantic Hinata #aro solidarity #look I know we all have our ships #BUT lemme just suggest aro Yams plz #THEY JUST FIT AND I WANT THEM TO BE AN ARO ICON OKIE #aromantic identities #aroace #aroace yamaguchi #alloaro #alloaroyamaguchi #grey aromantic #grey aro #grey aromantic Yamaguchi #lithoromantic #lithromantic Yamaguchi #Quioromantic #Quioromantic Yamaguchi #aroflux #aroflux yamaguchi #frayromantic #frayromantic Yamaguchi #cupioromantic #cupioromantic Yamaguchi #aro week

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Haikyuu characters but as things my friends have said

Bokuto: Excuse you, I am a master at the kazoo

Akaashi: And people say opera can’t be sexy!

Oikawa: Why am I so good? I’m leaving byeeee

Lev: Mom, I’m sorry for eating all of the cookie dough

Daichi: You guys need to talk to at least one person everyday in quarantine to maintain your sanity        Hinata: I talk to myself does that count

Yachi: Isn’t the plural of lesbian Lebanese

Kiyoko: Bruh I was looking for memes not men

#haikyuu #haikyuu rambles #haikyuu memes #my friends are very quote-able #Akaashi likes opera #Bokuto plays the kazoo #Daichi cares for the team but Hinata is stupid #yachi & kiyoko are lesbians #I have more quotes too hehehe a lot of them hace tendou vibes tho #Lev eats all the cookie dough that Yaku made #Oikawa is a narcissist but we still love him

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Haikyuu Rambles (College au? but covid exists)

Forward:

Suga & Daichi are college dorm mates

Their dorm is connected to 2 other suites so they have access to a fridge & utilities to cook

i don’t mention their other suite mates this oneshot focuses on Suga & Daichi

Covid shut down their school

classes are still in session virtually

all students must stay in their dorms unless absolutely necessary (so to go & buy groceries)

Over their years rooming together, Suga has acquired lots of stuff to make coffee

he has a milk frother, french press/ a bunch of stuff

so Suga can make many various caffeinated beverages (he’s like a mini-barista)

Suga drinks coffee. 

Too much, in Daichi’s humble opinion.

He has at least 4 cups everyday. Sometimes more.

CONCERNINGLY MORE.

An iced macchiato for his 7am class. Why did Suga think signing up for this class would be a good idea? He doesn’t know. Suga supposes that if he were in the classroom instead of taking classes out of his dorm room things might be different, but now he wishes past Suga had been kinder to present Suga... because can’t keep his eyes open for Calc class without coffee-in-hand. Thankfully Bokuto is in the class too & asks a question every 5 minutes which keeps the class engaged, but Suga has to wonder how Bokuto can somehow be so loud over Zoom. It’s uncanny.

An americano at 11am for la clase de español. Sitting in a bean-chair near the window for some natural light, Suga sips from his cup & listens as la profesora talks. They’re going into breakout zooms to discuss their opinions on what happened in the last episode of “Gran Hotel” they had to watch for homework, & he sadly puts the americano down to unmute. Akaashi is randomly assigned his partner today, so the two hablan sobre las problemas de Julio y Alicia. 

A cold brew at 2pm for Literature. At this point, all the earlier caffeine has worn off, so Suga needs something strong to keep him going. This class is both a blessing & a curse; they only meet once a week, but their sessions are 2 & half hours long. They’re dreadful. At least Daichi takes the class as well, so they can share a monitor and sit under a warm blanket together during class, but not even cuddles can make the class end sooner. After a while of listening to the professor lecture about the peculiarities of the syntax of some Shakespeare poem, Suga feels like his brain has turned to mush, and sips of the cold brew force his internal systems to remain awake, just for a little longer.

A few shots of straight expresso at 4pm to study. On days like today, all of Suga’s classes finish in the morning, so getting work done as soon as possible means he can go to bed as soon as possible. A while ago Suga tried one of those bang energy drinks Noya had told him about, but it was too sugary. Suga likes his coffee plain, which surprised a lot of his friends, but he just can’t handle that much sweetness in a beverage. He’d rather eat something sweet alongside his coffee to balance out the bitterness. But with the bean juice flowing through his veins, he feels motivated to tackle his assignments and aggressively gets to work.

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Daichi is concerned. 

As Suga’s roommate, he feels like it’s partially his responsibility if Suga gets a heart attack from too much coffee, but google says that a lethal amount of caffeine is around 30 cups of coffee... It would be pretty difficult to drink that much coffee in one sitting (right? right?!?!?!?), but still, Daichi is worried.

Seeing Suga spend hours up each night working so diligently on his homework so he can succeed makes him feel proud, yet at the same time increasingly frustrated that Suga’s dream degree seems to be slowly eating away at his health.

Watching Suga start to shake on the daily due to caffeine is not something he wants to get used to, but hopefully the habit will die off as the quarter ends (soon! thank goodness).

Daichi sits on his bed, pondering different ways he can help Suga ease his workload, when a loud slam pulls him from his thoughts. Suga has fallen asleep on his textbook. 

Suga would want to be woken up, but seeing how easily Suga can fall asleep even after a consuming a double(?) expresso is quite concerning. He must be beyond exhausted. Still, knowing that he would get an earful for not waking him up earlier, Daichi sets an hour timer on his phone. He’ll wake up Suga then. 

And while he’s not one to enable Suga’s bad habits, maybe in the meantime he’ll try to make Suga some coffee. But preferably one with a lower caffeine concentration. 

Walking to their suite’s kitchen area and getting out the milk frother & coffee beans, Daichi wonders if he could possibly pass off hot chocolate as coffee. He doesn’t think Suga would buy it, but it’s worth a shot. 

#haikyuu #sugawara #suga #suga fanfic #sugawara fic #daichi #look y'all i wrote this #coffee #caffeine #daisuga #daisuga roomates #haikyuu college au #school is stressful #suga drinks too much coffee #can you tell how much coffee i've drank over quarantine #haikyuu rambles #haikyuu drabbles #daisuga dorm mates

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So uh, I painted Crona! Nehehe I’m rewatching Soul Eater & I love themmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Makes me wanna dye my hair pink or something.

#crona #souleater #soul eater crona #soul eater fanart #enby crona #i love this show too much #i painted this with watercolor #watercolor #yeet

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✨A poem✨

Child of the Stars

Your Shine is too bright

The Worms of the Dirt

Are filled with such fright

So hide your gleam

Your fluorescent glow

Preserve your Fate

And no one shall know

Hahwhahahah I wrote this during one of my opens & it’s really psychological??? Coolio. Interpret it however you please!💫

#original poem #astronomy #astronomyposts #bad poetry #poetry #how do i even tag this #interpret this as you will

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Hehehe my astronomy class last week covered black holes and the textbook was really aggressive too😂

is it just me or is NASA weirdly aggressive in their article about black holes?

can a black hole destroy the earth?

no, you idiot.

black holes aren’t planet gluttons, you bitch.

and the earth isn’t some weak-ass planet that would just fall in to a black hole like a sucker.

and that dumbass sun that we’ve got isn’t big enough to make a black hole like other stars.

you fool.

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I am affected.

“being aromantic doesn’t affect you”

I’m in elementary school. I’m an avid reader, always have been and always will be. My favorite books are the ones with lots of action, and fantasy, and different worlds full of different lives and different people. Whenever the characters fall in love I roll my eyes and turn the page. I don’t understand how they have time to fall in love when there’s a war going on.

I only like the historical and realistic fiction books without any romantic based plot. I love the Little House on the Prairie books, even if Laura does get married later. I care more about the lifestyle than anything, about learning how the prairie children live.

I finally get permission to read teenager books. They seem so mature and amazing and developed compared to the children books, but they have so much romance in them. What happened to preserving family bonds and forging strong friendships? I roll my eyes through slow kisses and huff at the silent pining for someone they can’t have. It seems so ridiculous.

My favorite pairs are shipped, but I never see how they could be in love. I never really have an OTP, but I treasure my BROTP’s and collect their friendships and sibling bonds quietly. I try and explain how I feel about the shipping to my friends, but they don’t seem to understand, so I give up and quietly listen to their talk of how much the characters love one another, defeated by the overpowering majority who scream about romantic love.

I don’t hate the ships, I just like the friendships better. I seem to be the only one who feels this way. I am isolated. 

“being aromantic doesn’t affect you”

I’m in elementary school. I really want to be friends with this boy. He is smart, he is funny, he plays sports, and we seem like we would be good friends. Most of all, he reminds me of my last best friend, before I had to move. But I am awkward, and easily influenced. My friends tell me I must like him. I don’t know how to deny it, so I agree and follow their advice.

I think it’s stupid, but maybe I do like him. Maybe that’s how all this works.

Our friendship is ruined. He doesn’t like me anymore, friend or otherwise.

“being aromantic doesn’t affect you”

I’m in middle school. Everyone around me talks about who they like, and why they like them. I think that I also like people - surely, liking someone means you really want to be friends, right? I ask. I’m laughed at. I choose a boy in my grade to like.

When I get older, I’ll like people, I decide. I’m just not old enough. For now, I’ll hide behind being unable to date until I’m older, and for now I’ll choose someone who checks all the boxes my friends seem to talk about. To me, it just sounds like what people want in a best friend, except they’re supposed to be cute.

I make a list of qualities, find a new boy every year in my classes. I choose someone I probably won’t see the next year, and am never very disappointed when I don’t have a class with them the next school year. I wonder if everyone does this.

The ‘crush’ of the year tells me he’s moving states after I tell him I like him. I’m relieved, instead of sad. All my friends comfort me, but I don’t really care. They find this odd, so I don’t talk too much about it. I hate feeling isolated.

“being aromantic doesn’t affect you”

I’m in high school. I’ve been a silent observer of the LGBTQ+ community since elementary school. For a long time, I wonder if I’m anything besides what society considers ‘normal’, if any of the identities apply to me. I wonder if how I feel is how everyone feels. No matter what I do, I feel different than everyone else about love, because I’m so indifferent to it.

I discover the asexual community first, and then I find the aromantic community. I’m surprised by how much I relate to it, but I’m also scared. This can’t be me, because then I wouldn’t be able to have the life I’ve always wanted.

Perfect family. Perfect husband. Perfect job. Perfect life.

I deny it. I tell myself I don’t actually relate, I just want to be different. I’m just caught up in a trend. I can’t aromantic, no matter how much I relate. I hate how I feel. I just want to be like everyone else. Why can’t I be like everyone else?

“being aromantic doesn’t affect you”

I’m in high school. All my friends are in relationships. I don’t really understand, but I try my best to be supportive. At the beginning of my sophomore year, my best friend tells me he likes me, and has liked me for awhile. I ask my big sister what I should do. Do I like him back? For the first time, I ask what romance feels like.

She tells me it’s like being best friends, but there’s just a little more. I wonder what that little more feels like.

We begin to date, and I’m uncomfortable. He’s my best friend. Nothing is different, except we hold hands, yet the concept of dating someone… it feels wrong.

I finally accept it. I’m aromantic, and that’s okay. We break up. We’re still best friends, and he still likes me. I am okay.

“being aromantic doesn’t affect you”

I’m in high school. I tell my friends that I’m aromantic. Each time I come out, it’s a new vocabulary lesson. It’s exhausting to find metaphors and explanations and definitions that they understand.

One of my friends told me she thinks it’s sad that I don’t feel romantic love. I’m too shocked to respond. She doesn’t even try to understand, and I’m hurt by her words. I am perfectly fine without romance - why can’t she see that?

I can’t tell one of my friends. I think he likes me and I don’t think he would understand, because he says things that feel wrong. I find out he’s a Trump supporter and quietly break off our friendship. I can never be too careful.

One of my friends says that I’ll find someone who makes me love. He thinks it’s just a joke, but I am hurt. None of my friends understand why I am mad. He means well, but it’s like he’s forgotten who I am.

I can’t tell my family, except for my big sister, but she’s far away right now. They wouldn’t understand, they would tell me I don’t know what I’m feeling. My little sister would try and remind me of every fake crush I had. My parents would tell me I haven’t found the right person yet.

“BEING AROMANTIC DOESN’T AFFECT YOU”

I’m in high school. I finally get to tell my big sister that I’m aromantic. I wanted to do it in person, and I’m not worried that she won’t accept me. After all, she’s LGBTQ+ too and the only ally I can have in my house, because I can’t trust anyone else not to shame me.

I tell her everything. She’s pokerfaced. Later that night, I hear her laughing through my bedroom walls. When I pass her door I hear what she is saying to her friend on call. She is making fun of me. 

She doesn’t think I can be aromantic, since I’m so young.

She thinks it’s an excuse, since I don’t want to date my best friend.

She says she felt the same way, and that I’ll find someone like her.

She’s laughing at my identity.

I’m heartbroken, betrayed, anguished. In my bedroom that night, I sob for an hour, spiraling, hating myself more and more. She was supposed to be my ally in the house, she was supposed to support me, but instead she laughed behind my back.

The next day, I can’t look her in the eye.

“BEING AROMANTIC DOESN’T AFFECT YOU”

I’m in high school. My best friend still likes me, and we’re still only best friends, because he knows that we can never be together. Sometimes it can be awkward, but mostly we avoid the topic. A month after we break up, he tells me we can’t be best friends anymore, because he needs to get over his feelings for me.

I go to my queer friend group and cry for ten minutes before my two hardest finals, because they’re the only ones who might understand. This is worse than when we broke up, because then it was mutual and now it is another rug swept from under my feet, another friend lost because of my identity.

He doesn’t understand why I am hurt, and I am too exhausted to put it into words. My friendships matter so much to me, but my friends don’t seem to always understand. 

I tell him to leave me alone. I need to process this by myself. He tells me that we can still be friends. I tell him to leave me alone. He finally understands how much I’m hurt, after I try to explain. I tell him to leave me alone. He tries to comfort me, and I ignore him. After all, he isn’t my best friend anymore, because he likes me and I can’t like him back, and this is just another friendship ruined.

I am affected.

I was in elementary school. I was a kid. I didn’t understand. I felt isolated and different because because nobody understood I didn’t have a crush. 

I was in middle school. I was a tween. I didn’t understand. I felt isolated and lost and confused because nobody seemed to feel the same way as I did.

I’m in high school. I’m a teenager. I don’t understand. I feel isolated and different and lost and confused and angry and hurt because nobody gives me representation and I’ve lost so many friendships because I finally have an identity I’m at peace with.

I’m going to be in college. I’m going to be an adult. I don’t think I will understand. I don’t know how I will feel because the future is uncertain and maybe one day nobody will need a vocabulary lesson every time I say I’m aromantic.

I hate the world for erasing who I am, for enforcing a narrative where I don’t exist. I hate that people tell me that since I can pass for straight, being aromantic doesn’t matter. I hate that people tell me they pity me because I can’t feel romantic love. I hate that I’m never represented. I hate that my potential representation only becomes discourse.

I hope for a future where romantic love is not the only narrative. I hope for a future where my affection with my friends is not seen as inherently romantic. I hope for a future where society acknowledges I exist and doesn’t ridicule my feelings and identity. I hope for a future where I can find canon representation and not have to guess. I hope for a future where I am accepted by those not exactly like me.

I hope I don’t hope for too much.

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Reblog if you're aromantic, support aromantics, or think aromantic is a valid identity

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ace? lovely!!

aro? amazing!!

aroace? stunning!

anything on the ace spectrum? gorgeous!!

anything on the aro spectrum? perfect!!

Aspec people are LGBTQ+, too.

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Ash, Eiji and Shorter going to the movies 

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Akira: Okumura-san, why don't you have a wife?

Eiji: Because I'm gay.

Akira: What does that mean?

Eiji: It means I like boys, not girls.

Akira: Then why don't you have a husband?

Eiji, staring at Ash: I don't know. Why DON'T I have a husband, ASH?

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❝ Therefore, there’s no sorrow. ❞