Petition to rename the Milky Way galaxy something that isn’t SUPER LAME. 

Breaking news: we do NOT live in the Andromeda galaxy. I’m not sure how I came to believe that we did, although I think it may be because I just could not accept that we would actually name our own galaxy The Milky Way galaxy. 

"Hey, Jet? Is it just me? My leg feels heavy, like it—oh, hey."


on one hand Battery Acid features a cute gay romance, on the other hand Battery Acid is violent sci-fi story




a spoopy




Pearl seems to have a hard time physically containing emotions (or controlling them at all). She shakes when she’s angry or really happy, does that spontaneous twirly thing when she’s gushing about the strawberry field. Then there’s the end of “So Many Birthdays” where she can hardly function when distraught.

I love this about Pearl, actually! You can tell she’s trying to be suave, graceful, mature (possibly why she idolizes Garnet a little) but she just can’t contain her emotions to carry that through. You end up with this sort of pedantry which is a little at odds with how graceful her movements are and how peaceful her ideology is.

Also, these gifs are fantastic. 

this is too cute. I love characters’ emotions seeping through their front



Don’t forget we have to wake up Green Day tomorrow.

Ok just a reminder to everyone: If you’re planning on tweeting billie joe armstrong “wake up” or something tomorrow, DON’T. The song is about his father’s death and so it’s really personal and treating it like a joke isn’t the right thing to do. Plus he’s asked so many times for people to stop and no one listens so yeah. Please don’t do that.

handful of stars


it would take a million years to count
the stars in the sky.
scientists say this is a lie,
an untruth.
the universe is infinite,
it would take a million years to count
the scars on your body.
that’s an exaggeration, obviously.
but your body is mercurial,
the scars on your hands,
are infinite.
every day
of the rest of your life
will add scars to your body,
and i would be happy
to linger
to count them.