#fight! zine

[terrumdurak]

[thatmooncake]

Sea critter hangout 🌊

Axolotl Eclipse: @nikolliver

Sea Slug Sun: @aquacomet

Kelpie Jack o Moon: @bloo-the-dragon

Sunshoe Crab: @biggiesnails

Moonshoe Crab: @thatmooncake AKA moi

Mantis Shrimp Sun: @flinxypie

[fuckingpajamas]

“DON’T JUST DO NOTHING: 20 THINGS YOU CAN DO TO COUNTER FACISM— YES, YOU! YES— NOW!”

A free to print, post and distribute zine for communal goals towards fighting facism.

This is ABSOLUTELY free to READ, PRINT and GIVE AWAY! No permission needed (as stated by the organization)!

You DO NOT need to ask to repost or share this, please, please share this everywhere.

Shared and created by itsgoingdown.org

FIND THE ZINE HERE

[lizzielied]

My piece for the double hearted holiday fanzine ! this project was so fun to be a part of, and I highly encourage people to check it out, because there are some amazing artists and writers who participated. With that, happy holidays!!

[spirk-trek]

Interstat Fanzine | 1982-84

Paramount Pictures Corporation

July 28, 1982

"Dear Teri...

To you, to INTERSTAT, and to all the incredible STAR TREK fans who have been so generous in their praise of our work, my deepest thanks. Your post-opening edition is a collection of opinions I will treasure always. The level of perception of the inner meanings of the picture (sometimes intentional sometimes not) staggers me. What a privilege for a filmmaker to have an audience that pays attention.

I wish I had time to answer each of the hundreds of questions perceptively raised (and also to look stupid on a few questions I don't have the answers for). But if I am to get a script done for STAR TREK III, then I best get on with it.

Please publish this. It will be my way of thanking thousands of people I have been unable to personally reply to. And publish it for another reason; I would like it known to all who read this that it was here, in these pages, a long, lonely tine ago, that a voice of reason first surfaced amid the wailing of the lost tribe, and said; 'Cool it, guys. Let's give the new kid a chance to show what he can do."

I thought, at the time, that that gesture was consistent with what I believed was the integrity of the STAR TREK fan, namely that they would not prejudge anyone by the color of their credits. The support, since that time, of you and of everyone, has brought me closer than I ever could have imagined to you all. Let's do it again.

Fondly,

Harve Bennett"

[katkat030]

Scar sits, balanced on a precipice at the crest of the world, and thinks. If he tilts forward just a degree too far into the sweeping abyss that engulfs the city below, he will fall. It’s a height that very few could survive, and he knows without a shred of doubt that he is not one of them. “Careful,” comes the warning in a tone that, if he closes his eyes, sounds awfully like Cuteguy. But of course, the voice that Scar hears so often through his earpiece is nothing at all like the unmistakable lilt of Pearl’s words. OR Pearl watches Scar leave his apartment in the small hours between dusk and dawn. When she follows to find him dangling his feet off the edge of the tallest building in Hermitopia, she decides to sit by her archnemesis' side, just for one night.

I wrote and posted my first fanfic, a oneshot based on the @hotguycomiczine universe!

[ckret2]

Omg we haven't seen your art or fanfics for a year now! 🥺🥺🥺

Sorry about that 😔 I've spent literally all year working on a zine fic, it's been insane.

[definitelynotshouting]

Through the Looking Glass, Darkly

Summary:

“... Alright!” Impulse’s voice echoes over itself in a multi-layered choir, bouncing off half-ragged walls and burrowing in amongst the sculk. “Well, she could definitely use a bit of an updo, but… yeah! Here it is!” At the center of Forgery's former lair, ravenous fingers have already punched their way into stone, scrawling up the vaulted walls in strange, fungal swoops—letters without language, glyphs without meaning. Hemmed in by something akin to thick, yellow limestone, the malignant mixture in the cistern below them undulates in time with every echo—and when Gem peers into it, locks her gaze with that yearning abyss, her skin begins to crawl. Impulse had called it the Catalyst. Gem calls it for what it really is: Hungry.

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[ MERCH ] [ MISC ]

Hey gang!! Today's posting day for my solo piece for @hotguycomiczine, so here it is!! I hope you guys enjoy it, ive worked super hard not just on the fic but also on the formatting and picture that ive made to go along with it!!! 💀💀💀💀 yeah i uh. i edited and then drew over that to make it look like sculk. yeah i did that all on my phone last night. you can imagine how bad my neck hurts right now

as always, reblogs are deeply appreciated, and comments on ao3 or in the tags will earn you my undying gratitude and also this free sculk sample over here shhhh dont question it just take it<3 i hope you guys like the new formatting style im trying out, and of course the fic itself!! enjoy!!! :DD

[zazrichor]

a little preview of what I’ve been working on for @daflowerzine ! 🌸🌼🌺

[reineydraws]

spot art i did for the @grimmichizine 🥰 i had the pleasure of drawing for @moniesmonsters and the fic is very cute!!! it features a recovering ichigo, and grimmjow's mom shows up to fuss hehe.

read "get well soon" by MissMonie here;

and check out the leftover sales for the grimmichi zine to pick up your own copy of this fic, and more!

if ur not sold on this fic, i want yall to know it also features originally blond grimmjow, and he speaks french!!!!! hell yeah. go read it!

[phons0]

For the Darkstalkers Tribute Zine for 2024!

Felicia trying out a new act for her new show with Sasquatch and Anita! Sasquatch looking like he’s having a BALL!

You can find Zine HERE

[artichow]

my second illustration I did for @constellationsbeybladezine!! really proud of this one <3

[3beef]

One of the pieces I did for @constellationsbeybladezine 💫

[ambulancevsambulance]

This is my Essay from the MCR Swarm Zine. I kept hesitating to put it up here, as I feel pretty tender about it. But after everything that happened yesterday, today. I feel like I have to put it out here. It's necessary. Needed. For myself, at the very least.

--

"'Cause you only live forever in the lights you make”

It’s June 2022, and I’m watching My Chemical Romance perform songs of anger, community, and defiance in one of my favorite cities- Prague. 

The city of my father’s family. A city that has repeatedly stared tyranny in the face and decided to rise up despite the odds.  

It’s 1945 and the citizens have rebelled to take back the city from the Nazis, street by street.

It’s the spring of 1968, and citizens fight against another oppressive regime. They are supposed to be crushed in four days. 

They last eight. Months. 

It’s 1989, another uprising, one that comes to be known as the Velvet Revolution. The city is finally free, a culmination of every revolution and rebellion that has come before. 

In each instance citizens clawed towards freedom by any means necessary, fighting in the open to stop jackbooted goons from holding onto power. To save friends, family, and complete strangers from suffering for one more moment. Each time they lost, they made sure to make it hurt, and to make the oppressor remember how hard the fight had been. 

They didn’t always win the battle,

–The good guys die and the bad guys win–

but they won the war. 

These people keenly knew that institutions will not save you. Only your fellow comrades will.

It’s June 2022. My friends and I are facing calls of discrimination, for extermination. It can be a miserable time, but I find strength in watching one of my favorite bands. I join the hundreds on livestream, watching the thousands in the stadium. Our eyes fixed on the five on stage. 

As Gerard starts crooning out the notes of Heaven Help Us for the first time in fourteen years, again I’m reminded:

They will not save you.

What is this song but a scream to be saved by outside forces? That in the midst of a cruel martyrdom, the Heavens will be silent to pleas for help. It’s the punchline to the joke, right? No higher power is coming to save you, no matter how much you cry. 

Best they can offer is to watch you burn. 

Heaven Help Us has never been a hopeful song–and it’s a struggle to feel hopeful, some days. 

But the world is an echo of the past as much as it is a march towards an uncertain future. I feel those ghosts whispering to remember this city’s history while watching MCR on stage. To remember that the only solidarity that can be found is in mutual aid–in the community of our fellow freaks and queers and fags. That without intersectionality between it all we will fucking fail. It’s hard work, and we won’t always win.

That doesn’t mean we– I – should give up. And MCR agrees. In contrast to the despair of Heaven Help Us, there is Danger Days– which speaks more to me now than any other MCR album. Songs of radical love and resistance against fascist conglomerates and an uncaring apocalyptic world…that doesn’t feel as fictional as it did before. 

In Prague, MCR plays six songs from that album (Boy Division counts, damn it). Seeing Gerard, Frank, and Ray all screaming into their microphones about an apocalypse that is crashing down around our ears lights a fire inside of me. Reminding me that changing the world might mean dying, but hell yeah lets try anyways. Your sacrifice might light the path of victory for others. You get to be the fucking detonator–and isn’t that a privlege? To have your acts of resistance inspire the next in line. 

It’s in direct contrast to the lament of Heaven. Stop asking who, what will save us, and realize we have to save ourselves. By any means possible. 

The concert ends with Kids from Yesterday, and I finish the night listening to Gerard sing that the only people we can truly count on are each other. That fighting for your friends is the purest form of love alive. 

So in the face of extermination, say fuck you.

And make damn sure your friends want to leave graffiti on your grave. 

[somnimagus]

Preview of my page for @dungeonzine! I'm so happy I got to draw Senshi and the main party, they're all so dear to me.

You can check out the shop here! Everyone's work is so gorgeous, and all proceeds are going to World Central Kitchen!

[astralwhat]

did you hear about zine bash cowboys