#rocket science zine

[flyingtooth]

I really appreciate to work with these talented people, and learn a lot from you

Thanks to all mods, Aifastic, Distasty, TB! and jamel💖 with out you guys it can 't be complete

#tf2 #tf2 engineer #tf2 soldier #helmet party #rocket science #rocket science zine #my art #life could be a dream

[gruvu]

So I have been participating in a couple zines, and this is my piece for The Rocket Science Zine. A tf2 zine for the ship of Engi and Soldier. I had some fun working on this piece, this being the time I was working on new brushes. It turned out pretty good in my opinion! Thank you for letting me being part of the zine and I hope all my tf2 followers try to check it out.

#Rocket Science Zine #Helmet Party Zine #gruvu's art #TF2 #Team Fortress 2 #Helmet party #tf2 soldier #red soldier #blu Engie #blu engi #the engineer

[rshpzine]

Hello everyone! We’re proud to share the fruits of everyone’s hard work for the past eight months and more:

🎉 Rocket Science! A TF2 Helmet Party Zine 🎉 

~ Cover art by @velvvetcat09 !

This is a free, digital, SFW zine of the Soldier x Engineer ship from TF2, and features 46 pages of original art, writing, and digital merch from 28 contributors! You can view and download the zine and merch PDFs via Google Drive, Itch.io and AO3:

[ Google Drive ] [ Itch.io ] [ AO3 ]

A thousand thank you’s to everyone who contributed to the making of the zine: our writers and artists, guests and mods—you all did an excellent work—and of course, to you, the readers. 💖 The zine would be nothing without the support from all of you!

We hope you enjoy the zine as much as we did creating it and putting it together. Please also share it on Twitter and with your friends who love Helmet Party too! 🛠️

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #helmet party #helmet party zine #rocket science zine #tf2 soldier #tf2 engineer #zine #fanzine

[snip-stein]

My piece for the Helmet Party Zine !! It is a free to download digital book, so please support the zine and its talented contributors.

#tf2 #helmet party #rocket science zine #tf2 engineer #tf2 soldier #GO DOWNLOAD IT #LOTS OF HELLA GOOD ART AND STORIES IN IT #really like how it turned out :)) #zine #fanzine #snips tag

[wormscience]

my peice for @rshpzineb !!! the zine turned out sooo beautifully go check it out right now!!!!!!!!

#myart #my art #rocket science zine #helmet party zine #team fortress 2 #tf2 #rocket science #helmet party #tf2 soilder #tf2 engineer

[calamardo-guapo]

So here my jojo reference for the helmet party zine <3

Everyone worked hard so go take a look!

#rocket science zine #Helmet party #jojo the lion

[dirtyriver]

Destiny Science Fiction, King of the Rocket Men cover by Dave Stevens

(According to OP on Twitter, might be his first published cover)

#Movies #Serial #Illustration #Zine #Dave Stevens #King of the Rocket Men #Rocketeer #Destiny Science Fiction

[cherrydott]

Boyd's got some new rocket boosters to test out! They insist that Dr. Gearloose joins em, he reluctantly agrees

(PSSSSTTTT!!! you there. Want to look at other lovely team science fan work? Of course, here's the link to a cool zine, homie)

#dt17 #ducktales 2017 #boyd gearloose #gyro gearloose #lil bulb #gizmoduck

[thegremlindraws]

OOP i forgor to post this, but here's my piece for the Helmet Party Zine!!

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #helmet party #rocket science #tf2 soldier #tf2 engineer #my art

[shhheep]

for rocket science helmet party zine :]

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #helmet party #soldier #engineer #my art

[greenlikethesea]

deeply curious about King Eddie??? if this is eddie as a drag king, i will launch myself out of a rocket at the hare moon loool

omg no that's not what it's about but wouldn't that be an amazing idea, sparkly???

king eddie is this idea that @sparklyslug and i came up with to explore a world in which tropes were reversed. eddie is actually the popular jock who's dating the head cheerleader, chrissy cunningham -- but here's the trick: they're both gay and bearding for each other until they get to college. meanwhile, steve never really got popular on account of his mother divorcing his father and moving them to a much smaller house next door to the hendersons. steve's an a/v nerd who never dated nancy and discovered he was bisexual because he sent away for star trek zines and they had some, uh, enlightening material in them. steve and eddie meet at skull rock one day and a friendship -- and maybe a romance? -- develop.

here's a little snippet for you, Chrissy trying to thwart Steve's affections for Eddie:

“Do you like Eddie?” Chrissy asks. It’s an ambiguous enough question, designed to intrigue. She knows how to play this game.

Steve nods. “Yeah, he’s really cool. Uh, we’re into a lot of the same books and movies. I couldn’t believe it when he threw out that Star Trek reference –”

“Not that kind of like,” Chrissy says. Play coy, Christine. You’re good at this. You didn’t get your social standing by being so goddamn obvious like Harrington over here. “Of course you like him as a friend. I mean, like a crush.”

“No,” Steve says, too quickly, too definitely. Gotcha. 

Chrissy knows that Steve used to have a crush on her. Not in the way that every guy at Hawkins High has wanted a piece of her, no. In that puppy dog way, that innocent, sweet manner of liking someone that only happens when you’re still a virgin. She was “dating” Eddie by the time he came into her periphery, taking photos for the school newspaper with Jonathan Byers at every game. That was safe. She could coolly reject him then, because duh, she had a boyfriend, and she wouldn’t be seen with the head of the A/V club. Social suicide. But this is…different. She and Eddie have their Chicago trips, their flings, but Eddie’s never liked anyone long enough to jeopardize their relationship. And Steve never liked Chrissy as much as he definitely likes Eddie.

They’re so close, both going to the same college. She’s so close to leaving this town behind and being who she really wants to be. And she can’t let Steve ruin that for her, someone who probably hasn’t even had his first kiss. 

Fuck. This sucks. But it has to be done.   

“I won’t tell anyone if you do,” Chrissy says, widening her eyes, batting her eyelashes a little. “I promise. 

Steve looks away, then looks back at her, lips pursed in uncertainty. “Promise?”

Chrissy knows her smile looks serene, has spent hours perfecting it in bathroom mirrors. “You can trust me.”

--

and here's a little snippet that my dear sparkly wrote, because I love it so much:

“Can’t deduce for my own species my ass, Henderson,” Steve crows (quietly, since the hawk could be around anywhere). 

“Oh yeah?” A voice sounds from above him, and Steve whirls around, startled. “And what deductions are those, Holmes?”

For a second, Steve is pretty sure he’s flat-out seeing things. He’s a science guy, is all about facts and proofs, has found them engaging and soothing from the second he accidentally found his way into Mr. Clarks A/V Club the first day of sixth grade. But he’s automatically reaching for the fantastical right now, because what else could explain this figure, stretched out regal and comfortable on the top of Skull Rock like he’s lounging on a thrown, the setting sun throwing golden light through his dark curls and the depths of his famous brown eyes, draped in gold from his perfect skin to his letterman’s jacket? 

What else could explain Eddie Munson, King of Hawkins High, regarding Steve with open curiosity and humor? Right now, when Steve is fairly sure he hadn’t caught Eddie’s notice more than five times in the entire time they’ve been classmates?

“Holmes, or–” Eddie cocks his head to the side, hair sending off more golden sparks. “Harrington. Right?”

So much for not being noticed by the guy. Steve, to his horror, feels himself blush. 

#asks #thank you for asking!!

[0amburgh0]

I FORGOT TO POST THIS LAMOAKAOK it was for the rocket science zine!!! Super happy to be a part of something so great ^_^ definitely joining another one if I see one in the future!!!

#art #doodle #team fortress 2 #tf2 #fanart #tf2 engineer #tf2 soldier #helmet party #rocket science #digital art #Polaroid #Gay

[lordsooga]

My piece for the Lost Bots Zine! I of course had to do some Science Alliance shenanigans, they’re my favorites

[ID: A wide shot of a kid's science store, showing the Science Alliance and Lost Bots hanging out. The bots look on in a mix of excitement and confusion, looking along a trail of smoke that loops around the characters, leading to a model rocket that had been launched off, flying past them in the background. And on top of the rocket is Burgertron, grinning and riding the rocket like a surfboard. \end ID]

#botbots #transformers #lost bots zine #science alliance #lost bots #i am not tagging all those characters XD #my art #also my first zine ever!!! yay!!!

[rshpzine]

Hello, everyone!

We’re super happy to announce that our Contributor Applications are open! If you’re interested, please fill the following form before August 7th at 23:59 GMT-3:

https://forms.gle/rE7jLf7F4n39xGjz9

We made some adjustments to the rules of the zine; please read the form and our Carrd for more information! If you have any doubts, please don’t hesitate to contact us. Thank you very much for your time! 

~Mod Aifas

#rocket science zine #team fortress 2 #tf2 #helmet party #fanzine #contributor apps

[oathkeeper-of-tarth]

Fic preview: “Something Old, Something New, Something Borrowed, Something True“

Since the lovely project that is the @hundredsofpearls-zine is reaching completion and has opened preorders (get it before the end of July!), it’s time to preview the work I did for it.

My fic features two pairs of Pearl OCs finding their way on Earth: Wine and Blush created by @huecy and Sandy and Lavender by @outerspace-iiinnerspace. Here’s a little excerpt, featuring a Pearl picking a name, and Little Homeworld’s Pearl School, Which Is For Pearls.

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“Oh no! I am so sorry, how clumsy of me! Here, let me just--”

She wants to shout that it’s fine, get away-- as the other Pearl dabs at her front with a handkerchief produced not from her gem but from the little bag at her side. Instead she blurts out a very undignified “What is this?” in a voice that has never been meant for anything but perfect dignity.

This makes the other Pearl - Sandy, her tag proclaims her - stop, almost frozen, until she launches into a ramble. “The humans call it wine! They make it themselves. It’s a fascinating process, really, and the stages and byproducts are wildly diverse--”

She tunes out the rest fairly quickly when her gaze drops down to the blank nametag on her own front. 

Unlike her, dear Blush got a nickname fairly quickly upon coming to Earth - a sweet disposition coupled with appealing colouration seems to have made it easy, somehow. But she herself has no idea how to approach this, not after centuries of self-effacement and obliteration of any sign of anything outside of what She wanted, what She needed. Her voice coming out of Pearl's throat because that is how She made her…

Pearl shudders, and very deliberately pushes the thoughts aside.

Her nametag is glaringly empty, deep purple-red stains aside, a strange bother even with all the assurances that there’s no rush whatsoever, that it’s fine to wait and put something meaningful there, that there is no pressure and, oh, should she want to change whatever she picked, that is of course perfectly normal and fine--

She glances down at her arm, the now barely discernible stain the colour of the gem at the small of her back, then at all the Pearls milling about - not a blank nametag to be seen.

Colour-based names are a very popular choice--

Earth phenomena you will become familiar with during your stay--

It doesn’t have to mean anything, whatever strikes your fancy--

She grabs the pen she was given together with the tag and scrawls-- well, being a fine Pearl, even her scrawl is elegant cursive:

Wine

A small bubble of some giddy feeling rises in her, and the thought: I need to show Blush. She pushes forward with all the others, the entire group suddenly moving towards the classroom, noticing their teacher has arrived. And as if on cue, Blush is at her side. Quiet but warm. A familiar, comforting presence as they navigate yet another new Earth experience together, and move to find a seat in the auditorium.

The crowd is nothing if not spontaneously organised, Pearls lining up in a very orderly fashion. Wine, with Blush in tow, ends up next to the two from outside - Sandy, still bearing some traces of spilled wine on her skirt, and - Wine squints - Lavender. But before she can say a word and bring up the oddly significant incident from moments before, Blush takes her hand, and turns her attention to the improvised podium, where a very recognisable Pearl stands ready to speak.

“Welcome, everyone, to this year's Pearl Orientation class!” The Renegade is not terrifying at all, except perhaps in subtle, mere suggestions of things. The look of her entire, unique and somehow untouchable, bearing a strange sort of promise. It’s not the first time they’ve all seen her - she was there, handing out the nametags and offering helpful and not-so-helpful advice, and a chaotic selection of earthly writing implements. 

She waves her hands around happily as she talks, then clasps them in front of herself. “Now, I do not intend for this to be an ex-cathedra type of class. Past experience has led to some, in my opinion, excellent methodology… very collaborative and horizontal! So while I am more than happy to provide advice and pointers and guidance, I in no way wish to present any kind of strict authority. However...”

The pause is brief but the excitement oddly real, and Wine feels herself want to lean forward in anticipation.

“I do have homework for you to start us off! That is, a small task for you to try to complete - not for anyone's benefit but your own. Your task is to go forth…” the Renegade's voice lowers dramatically, “...and deliberately break a rule! Tomorrow evening I would like to hear each of you give a report on your experiences doing this: consider your motivations and reasoning, and why you picked whatever you end up picking.”

A lavender hand shoots up next to Wine’s head with almost frightening speed. “Excuse me!”

“Yes, uh,” the Renegade’s eyes flick down to the nametag quickly, “Lavender?”

“I am completing the task. By refusing to do the home work.” Lavender states very matter-of-factly, unblinking gaze fixed on their instructor.

“I… that is-- well, quite creative, to be sure! Of course something like this crops up every so often - Pearls and the creative misinterpretation of orders, name a more iconic duo, ahaha!” She pauses at the blank stares. “It's, oh, just something Steven showed me. Never you mind. I think Lavender here has quite a grasp of things already, and I am excited to hear her contributions to the discussion tomorrow. Now, off you all go! Feel free to consult with myself or my assistant Volleyball here,” a pale pink Pearl turns to wave at them all from the front row, “if you have any concerns or questions at all.”

They file out - and Wine is certain it isn’t just her imagination - a little less orderly than before.

#hundreds of pearls zine #fanfiction #steven universe #my fic #zine #fanzine #steven universe future #oathkeeper writes things #pearlsonas #i love pearls just... bury me in a big pile of pearls honestly #i've seen so many awesome contributions to the zine i'm really excited to see it all come together! #pearl solidarity #i don't understand why the simplest of posts have to be SUCH A STRUGGLE with the new tumblr interface #i really don't #this took like 5 tries #copying any kind of formatting from anywhere is suddenly rocket science #this is pearlphobia

[ckret2]

A Dib-centric father-son relationship fic featuring Professor Membrane & Agent Darkbootie

Professor Membrane is pleased when Dib wants to visit NASAPlace with him—even if it’s a ruse to get past a restraining order—although he’s a bit puzzled that Dib wants to hang out with the janitor.

This one of two fics I wrote for @invaderzine​, an Invader Zim zine. I’ll post the second one, starring the Tallest, sometime soon.

###

"You want to come with me to work?"

Professor Membrane tried not to get his hopes up. This wouldn't be the first time Dib had expressed some slight fleeting interest in real science; and every time before, he'd lapsed back into horrible madness. How did Membrane know this time wouldn't be any different?

"Y... Yeah! Totally!" Dib gave him an eager grin. (Almost too eager. Whatever Dib might think, Membrane wasn't completely oblivious when Dib was up to something secret.) "You're going to NASAPlace tomorrow, right?"

Aha. Dib had a goal. Membrane would like to think it was a budding interest in astronomy—or maybe he was looking for an opportunity to advance his already impressive knowledge of rocket science—but he feared there was some ulterior motive Dib wasn't sharing. Knowing his son like he did, there was as good a chance as not that this sudden interest in NASAPlace was going to have something to do with aliens.

But what kind of a father would he be if he didn't keep trying to guide his son's impressionable, malleable young mind toward the hard sciences? And how much material could Dib really find to support his crazy fantasies of vampires and werewolves at a reputable institution like NASAPlace? Why, a stronger bastion of pure, undiluted facts had never been constructed! Dib would spend the day surrounded by astronauts, physicists, engineers, and a bunch of security guards and cafeteria workers who'd wanted to be astronauts but had thrown up in the astronaut spinny thing. Membrane had even heard apocryphal rumors that some employees at NASAPlace had been inspired as children by science fiction to become involved in science fact. They could only be a positive influence on Dib!

"Son," Membrane knelt and placed a hand on Dib's shoulder, "you don't know how thrilled I am that you want to spend the day engaged in real science with your father. Of course you can come along!"

Dib's somewhat strained smile immediately relaxed. "Thanks, Dad!"

((Read the rest on AO3!))

((And if you enjoy, a comment or reblog would be highly appreciated!))

#invader zim #dib #professor membrane #agent darkbootie #fanfic #my writing