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The most important thing about zeb is that he can never be too fluffy
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[comes out of my mutuals blog breathless and blood stained] didnt even fidn the . fucking post
I just need to get these thoughts out so Iām throwing this ramble here:
Now, this may totally just be me thinking too much (fork found in kitchen) but I feel like when it comes to how we tend to think about Kallusā characterization, the implications of Kallusā experience on Onderon are very overlooked.Ā
So he goes to Onderon with āthe boysā-- which, the term āthe boysā has its own set of implications about how Kallus must have really cared for those troopers under his command but I digressā and on a patrol theyāre attacked, yada yada, we all know the story.Ā
But Kallus becomes fully paralyzed. He doesnāt describe the extent of his paralyzation but given that he had to watch as his squad was āfinished off one by oneā itās pretty fair to assume that he could not move whatsoever. The fear that any person would experience in that situation is completely indescribable, that is genuinely some shit straight out of a night terror.Ā
He isā as we knowā spared (albeit we donāt get exact details (did the merc try to kill him but reinforcements arrived before he could? Did the merc think that Kallus was already dead? Secret 3rd option?)) and he makes a full physical recovery, but there is no way in hell that he is not coming out of that encounter with some crazy PTSD.Ā
Thereās not a whole lot of info on Imperial mental health services but I donāt think itās a longshot to assume that they are probably close to nonexistent.
So the empire now has⦠an ISB agent with field experience⦠with untreated PTSD⦠where said PTSDs inciting incident pertained to a Lasat⦠and theyāre looking to make an example out of Lasanā¦ā¦ā¦.. Are you picking up what I'm putting down hereā¦...?
If you arenāt; it is BY NO MEANS a wild assumption to say that the Empireā essentiallyā weaponized Kallusā PTSD, given that he would be less likely to question the moral atrocities happening on Lasan since he was already biased against Lasat as a whole.Ā
Now, we donāt really have a solid grasp on what Kallusā exact role in Lasan was since heāsĀ kiiiiinnnd of an unreliable narratorā I mean weāre given the line in Droids in Distress where he takes credit for giving orders during the siege, but Kallus routinely just runs his mf mouth whenever heās throwing hands so itās likeā¦Ā that could either be the truth or a crazy exaggeration, we as viewers have literally no idea whatās going on thereā but it goes without saying that Kallus is obviously not excused from his participation just because of (likely) untreated mental illness, but that is literally like the whole point of his character so like we all knew that
Now, after Lasan, Kallus does something really bizarre for an imperial to do; he accepts the borifle given to him through the Boosan Keerah, and even though he doesnāt know about the cultural significance of that, he still takes it upon himself to learn how to use this weapon. I think that literally any other imperial would have tossed that shit out on sight, so I think it does kind of imply that Kallus did have a good deal of respect for Lasat culture.
Now we can all recall how Kallus is so annoying and also batshit insane whenever he fights Zeb for the first season and a half of rebels, and ME THINKS that this is because he wants to prove to himself that if he were not paralyzed on Onderon, he could have saved the members of his squad. He had to sit by and watch them die, and I think that he just wants the vindication; now you may be thinking, But Emma, he beat the Lasat who gave him his borifle, why would he still be obsessing over thisā say it with me nowā he is mentally ill. No victory will ever be enough to prove this to himself. Point blank period.Ā
(edit:) He is for sure operating from a place of extreme predjudice and bias but I think it's worth noting that heās not operating under the usual xenophobic imperial mindset that other species are automaticaly lesser than. (end edit) This weird obsession that he has in seasons 1 and 2 deels like it's mostly there because he wants to outwit and outfight Zeb (and the rest of the Ghost crew⦠but especially Zeb) (edit: Though it is 100% influenced by Xenophobia-- his mental illness and xenopobia DO coexist!!)
And after the Honorable Ones???? Itās literally never brought up again. He chills tf out so hard after that it is high key uncanny. And like, yes duh that is becauseā for writing purposesā thatās the beginning of his redemption and they want viewers to root for him as fulcrum, but it also implies that after finding common ground with Zeb, and understanding where heās coming from and who Zeb is as a person, he realizes that heās been CRASHING TF OUT for basically no reason.Ā
And he is SO QUICK to switch sides?? Like, he is fulcrum at least a decent time before the beginning of season three. The whole point is that the second he asks questions and delves deeper into what the Empires motivations are he is disgusted enough that he doesnāt just drop everything and disappear, no, he became a spy for the rebels because he wants to help. I feel like that just goes to show that, at his core, Kallus is a good person. A deeply confused, and hurt, and misguided person, but a good one.Ā
I dunno, this is just a really long winded way of saying that Kallus is the perfect example of an imperial pawn. Like the Empire is an incredibly effecient indoctrination machine that exploits people at every turn, especially their own soldiers, and I think that Kallusā relationship with that indoctrination along with his own motivations is just super super interesting and I think about it literally all the time
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For the wip meme, can i have a hint of "Gorgeous" and a dash of eepy Kallus pretty please?
Both of these are crack fics lmao. For Gorgeous, Sabine wins a bet with Kallus and makes him shave his beard, leading to chaos on base when everyone realizes that clean-shaven Kallus is a fucking knock-out
Offering Ezra fifty million credits would have earned the same incredulous expression. āYou got Kallus to shave?!ā Ezra gaped. āForce, Sabine, you're practically erasing his whole identity.ā āI can hear you,ā Kallus called, his voice muffled through the door. The razor had stopped buzzing. āRest assured Jabba, the loss of some hair will not drastically change the course of my life.ā There was some rattling behind the door, probably Kallus tidying up the āfresher. Sabine tried not to bounce on her toes in glee. The anticipation was almost too much to bear. āI bet he doesnāt even have a jawline underneath all of that,ā Sabine whispered conspiratorially. āPeople with weird beards are always compensating for something.ā āI can still hear you,ā Kallus sighed. The door cracked open. āI truly think this is more important to you than you think it is to me.āĀ āDonāt be shy,ā Ezra crowed. A grin that matched Sabineās had slipped into his expression. āWe have to get the full picture.ā
for What Do You Do With an Eeepy Kallus, for some reason I started a fic where Kallus just falls asleep random places because he never gets enough sleep??? And I have no memory or writing any of it
Kananās theory was that Kallus had missed out on so much sleep as an ISB agent that his body was making up for it in the here and now. Sabineās theory was some form of extreme sleep apnea. Ezra would always chime in with the ever-stupid theory that he had been cursed by a Sith Lord in his youth; eye rolling always followed that proclamation. Cassian Andor had no such imaginings: in his opinion, it was just the plain old honest-to-Force brand of insanity that only occurred around one Alexsandr Kallus. Which is how he found himself hauling a very unconscious ex-ISB agent by his ankle down one of Yavinās many dirt paths. It wasnāt the first time Kallus had fallen asleep at his desk, but it was the first time that Zeb wasnāt around to strong-arm his boyfriend out of Intelligence. No one else had volunteered for the job, which had left one beleaguered Cassian Jeron Andor to try and figure out some way to drag 195 centimeters of dead weight all the way to the barracks. Suffice to say, he was not thrilled.
also fuck it, i got laid off, im claiming the kalluzeb easter egg in veilguard as mine
i drew the art, and the wonderful and dearly missed susan hyx I added as the author
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