#kanera brainrot

[singswan-springswan]

Brainrot.

[psychomusic]

induced to me by my contemporary art exam AND a rewatch of rebels after years that. got me into sabezra unexpectedly AND i updated krita and there were many new brushes i wanted to try

refs (IF U CAN PLS HELP ME FIND THE ORIGINAL COSPLAYERS i can't find anything EDIT: found them!! they're starwars_irl on insta and @rebelartistwren / lionesscosplay on insta. thank you guys <3) and ✨colored version✨ under the cut

i can't find themmmmm I've been looking for 2 days but all i found were uncredited reposts

anyway they look amazing

i really wanted to try greyscaling but I'm not sure it looks good. idk. + while i was making it i was listening to i love you by fontaines d.c. (GREAT SONG FROM A GREAT UNDERRATED BAND) and. the grey fit into that mood much better

also two versions without the sketch lines. where ezra looks happier even if they're uglier

[belong2human-kind]

As much as a sabezra shipper, I could NEVER hate wolfren. And how could I??? When my best friend is simping for those girls so hard she is actually obsessed in love with both Sabine (and Natasha Liu) and Shin, actually specifically Shin (Ivana too)???

@luvshannie love watching my bestie being thirsty trapped by badass woman

[laughingphoenixleader]

@kanerallels our otp :)

ах <3

[ewokmurderbear]

i have reentered my kanera brainrot phase

probably going to do more versions to play around with style more tomorrow

[kanerallels]

Kanera + that circus AU of yours, please?

THANK YOU FOR THIS HAVE A DRABBLE FULL OF BRAINROT

There was very little that Kanan loved more than performing. The rush of adrenaline before he stepped out into the ring, the warmth of the flames swirling around him as he spat flame into the air and made it dance for the entrance audience. It held a magic like almost nothing else.

He loved it. And the one thing he loved more was watching Hera perform.

To be fair, he loved watching Hera even in the most mundane of circumstances— when she was making coffee, or helping him wash up after dinner, or looking after her psychotic horse. Even when they stayed up, late at night, coming up with ideas to save the circus that would never work in a thousand years, he found himself watching her. Her expressions, the way her brow furrowed and her fingers tapped against her coffee mug when she thought. The way her face softened in a very particular way when she talked with Ezra.

But when she performed… it was more than magic. It was transcendent, watching her gallop around the arena, performing tricks on the back of a speeding horse that made his heart skip a beat just to see. But more than anything, it was the smile she wore at the end. Not the one she gave the crowd, the dignified yet warm smile of Hera Syndulla, trick rider extraordinaire.

No, he meant the one that she gave him, the exhilarated grin that she shot his way as she led Chopper back to his stall. The smile that said, Did you see that? I did what no one thought I could do, what is supposed to be impossible.

Kanan had fallen in love with that smile, and he suspected he fell even deeper in love every time he saw it. Which was why he always stayed to watch Hera’s act, no matter what. Even when he couldn’t see any more, he stayed to watch.

Wild horses couldn’t drag him away.

[jessicas-pi]

this AU all started because a mutual started liveblogging lesser-known classic lit.

and then i started reading said classic lit.

and because i have permanent Rebels brainrot, i thought, "hmm. it's giving kanera."

So.

Fair warning, this AU is only like 65% thought out, and I haven't even finished The Shuttle HOWEVER I am very close sooo. I'll just outline the basic character bits and come back and give more details once i have more thoughts.

Also, I just want to add: this is not just a Rebels/The Shuttle crossover AU. This is a Rebels/The Shuttle crossover, BUT with plenty of The Secret Garden mixed in, and maybe a touch of The Little Princess? (Which, btw, were all written by Frances Hodgson Burnett!)

ANYWAY!

Hera as the Betty Vanderpoel (The Shuttle) character, a rich American heiress who is going to England to cause problems for someone. I haven't quite figured out who that someone is, or if the reason she's going to cause problems for them is that they married her sister and then proceeded to emotionally abuse her and separate her from her family, and if so, who the sister would be, but quite frankly that can all be worked out later. Hera Is Here And No One Can Stop Her.

Kanan as the Mount Dunstan (The Shuttle) character, an English nobleman. Due to the actions of his (now dead) father and brother, his reputation is basically worthless. Also, he's raising Ezra, for reasons to be explained. (He's trying his best to Be A Dad but He's Struggling.) Due to Bad Circumstances, Kanan is low on money but refuses to consider marrying a rich American heiress to pay for rebuilding his estate. Side note, he is madly in love with a rich American heiress.

Zeb as Kedgers (The Shuttle)/Ben Weatherstaff (The Secret Garden), a gardener at the English estate that Hera has crashed and is fixing up nicely. He's friendly to her but bristly when it comes to kids.

Okadiah as the Penzance (The Shuttle) character, a mentor and friend of Kanan's and also a total Kanera shipper. Also, the cool grandpa for Ezra and Sabine. And speaking of the kids:

(Here's the part where I gotta explain more because this is where we get into Multiple Crossover Territory.)

Sabine as a Mary Lennox (The Secret Garden)-inspired character, a ten-year-old American girl who is stubborn and rude and never listens to anyone. Her parents decide they have no choice but to send her to an English boarding school to teach her, if not manners, then at least how to not be a feral dirt gremlin. Being old friends of the Syndullas, they entrust her to Hera's care for the oversea voyage. This is a mistake. Sabine wheedles and begs and finally gets Hera to let her skip out on boarding school and come along to the estate.

Ezra is a Colin (The Secret Garden) sort of character, but also Sara Crewe (The Little Princess) too. He's an orphan who went to a boarding school, and lived pretty well, until he was nine and his mysterious benefactor disappeared, at which point he had to work there, and he's sad and miserable. Kanan, looking over his lousy-and-now-dead brother's bookkeeping to figure out just how many debts the guy had, discovered payments to a boarding school, investigated, and found out about Ezra. Given his brother's life, Kanan knows it's not too far fetched to consider that maybe this kid is his nephew, so he takes him in and brings him to his estate, but Ezra (age eleven--he's slightly older than Sabine here, instead of being younger than her) is sickly due to his awful life at the boarding school. He mostly stays inside, and it's only rumored that he even exists; no one sees him. He only goes outside to work in the hidden garden Kanan gave to him. Sabine, who is still very much a feral dirt gremlin, is intrigued by this rumored kid, and because she's bored, she sneaks onto Kanan's estate and finds him and befriends him. (Also, Ezra is also a Dickon (The Secret Garden) character, because he's really good at befriending wild animals.)

I wish I had more to say about Kanan and Hera and their plot, but I think first I have to figure out why she's going to England and I can form her plot around that. Because I need a villain here to really shake things up. Maul is kinda my go-to villain but I don't think he quite has Nigel Anstruther's specific type of rancid vibes. Also, maybe I'm missing someone obvious, but I'm just totally stuck on what SW character Rosalie could be. Suggestions are welcome for any of those things!

That's all for now but it's likely I'll think of more later!

[kanerallels]

Of course, it's my pleasure!!

It wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be, but I am VERY EXCITED to hear there'll be more Kanera art coming!!!

I would like you to know that first of all, I adore your art, your style included. It's so Shaped. Second of all, I'm heading to a family gathering that I'm not really looking forward to, and your Kanera art definitely improved my mood!! So thanks for sharing it!!

aww thank you!!!!! very honoured to hear my art is Shaped i love Very Shaped art <3

and hope the family gathering wasn't too bad!!! but if it was i lowkey have kanera brainrot so there'll probs be more of Them in the coming days loll

[lovegrowswherevermyrosemarygoes]

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[treasuredplanet]

I didn’t see an ask game but I’ll send an ask anyway 😊 What character(s) are most prominent on your mind rn?

Hi tysm for sending an ask!! The answer is: SO MANY, ALWAYS, but I tried to pare things down a little here 😭

I pretty much have permanent MHA brainrot at this point, so characters like Aizawa, Mic, and Shinsou live rent free in my brain 24/7, but recently I’ve been back on my Hawks nonsense (that’s my secret: I’m always on my Hawks nonsense), and also having a lot of Midnight & Shirakumo feelings 💙

Some others!! I’ve been thinking about Kanan and Hera (and Kanera lol) from Star Wars Rebels a lot recently; Zoro & Sanji (One Piece) are everything to me, forever; I just caught up on Demon Slayer and Tengen was a truly unexpected favorite, although I am endlessly charmed by literally every character in that show; and I was reminded that Steph & Jason of batfam fame are my favorite underrated DC duo by a really cute post. Their dynamic truly has so much potential.

[singswan-springswan]

Me rambling for that one brainrot I had of a Little Mermaid Kanera AU *sobs*

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Hera was usually not so uncertain about announcing herself. But then, having a voice was something she’d taken for granted, it seemed. Would it be rude to knock? Would it be ruder still to not knock at all, to simply stroll in uninvited with the hope that the sound of her footsteps might alert him to her presence?

Hera frowned and slid a gentle hand against the solid wood. She didn’t want to disturb him. Knocking might have that effect. The idea that he might not appreciate her visit at all never crossed her mind. His wishes at the moment were irrelevant, and Kanan should not be alone now. He’d almost drowned again. 

Eventually, she decided against knocking. It was too quiet in this hall to knock, to disturb the silence for such a trivial gesture, especially when she was not asking permission. Maybe the sound of the door swinging open would be enough.

It was suitably assertive for Hera’s standards, but when she pushed into the room and saw what Kanan was up to, she had her doubts. 

The vast space was ordered neatly and sparsely occupied. Few accessories or decorations adorned the furniture, which Hera found curious considering the rest of the castle’s opulence. Enough had been accumulated to befit a prince, but Kanan—it seemed—was sparse in his personal quarters. It made a bit of sense. He was always out and active, rarely spending lengths of time cooped up indoors at all. Only a few corners of the large room appeared to be properly lived-in. Some of the others were even collecting dust.

It was in one of these frequented places that Hera saw Kanan. A clear space on the floor by the window was set up like a lounge of sorts, arranged with a worn, braided rug, and beautiful embroidered cushions. Kanan had one tucked beneath his knees, back facing her, head bowed.

Hera nudged the door closed with a soft click, then moved towards him with quiet purpose. He gave no indication he knew she was there. When she rounded his side, she found his hands resting stiffly on his thighs. There was an uncomfortable frown impressed upon his handsome features, as if he’d begun with a neutral expression and slowly soured over time. Tears streamed freely from both his closed eyes.

She wanted so badly to speak to him, sing to him, to feel the sound of his name in her throat. But she’d gambled her voice away, so there was nothing to say now. Hera toed off her slippers and sank to the floor. She waited.

Kanan sighed before blinking slowly, having waited and soured for a few minutes longer. “I know you’re there.” He murmured in a soft tone, fingers twitching on his legs.

Hera shifted. Kriff legs and sitting and such. She missed her tail. How could he sit like that for so long and not fall over? Her legs were getting tingly.

“You don’t need to check on me.”

Hera wished she could speak. She didn’t know what to say, but she wanted to say something so strongly, and the music in her heart was trapped without a song to fly out on. It fluttered around the inside of her chest, banging on her ribs with an indignation she’d never had to suffer with before. He was clearly hurting. She wanted to help, hated to see him in pain for a moment, and the best way she knew to soothe a soul was through song—but again, her voice was gone.

Kanan opened his eyes (his beautiful vibrant tired eyes) and looked at her sitting across from him, awkward and stiff. When he flashed a fleeting smile at the sight, his cheeks stretched and the tears there caught light. “You can use a pillow, you know.”

The permission was a small relief, if not largely helpful. Hera wasn’t sure she’d ever be comfortable on legs, but his offer was nice. She ignored it, however, in favor of frowning. She was concerned for him. Besides that, he was trying to deflect from the whale in the room, and it wasn’t amusing in the slightest.

His smile dropped, and his chin went with it. “Hera,” He sighed softly. “I’m fine.”

She nudged his knee with her toe. Then why are you crying? She signed, which was a tricky business when her arms held her legs in place.

Kanan grimaced with teeth. The way he turned his face away almost presented as embarrassed. “It’s nothing.” But his eyes were still shining and the skin at the corners there was pinched, tense. He looked so sad and unsure of himself. Not at all the picture perfect prince at court. “It was—it happened a while ago.” He huffed, now frustrated as well. “It was months ago. It shouldn’t still bother me. It doesn’t.”

Was he talking about what she thought he was talking about?

Hera shuffled a pillow beneath her many skirts. The sudden thought of that song sent her ribcage alight with motion, trapped and building pressure. She’d never heard of anyone plagued by their own siren call before, but then there was always an outlet. Always someone who could listen to the melody: an audience, a recipient. She’d forgotten the way it took humans.

When all she did was stare at him in open expectancy, Kanan slumped, defeated, twisting his legs around to cross them in front of himself. He wrapped his arms around his knees. He looked smaller like that.

“I shipwrecked before you came to us.” He said lowly. “We were coming home from a peace conference, a day off the coast. Then a storm came up from the east and… it was bad. Our vessel was left in splinters, ruptured from a lightning blast and powder. The only thing I recall after that is not recalling anything, then finding myself miraculously washed up on shore and…”

Hera had heard others dismiss the rest of his testimony. This far removed from the incident, wild gossip had reached even the farthest corners of the castle. Some embellishments had made her laugh. Others were the product of too many drinks too late at night. But at the end of it all, no one believed him. No one believed in this mystery savior but Kanan, and Kanan with all his heart. Hera was to blame for that. She did sing to him.

I heard. Hera signed. She kept her expression neutral, but Kanan still deflated sadly.

“Then you know how ridiculous it is—”

No. She gestured with a firm hand, and shook her head for emphasis. No.

He let his gaze flicker across her face, searching for meaning without hope of validation. Hera didn’t know what to offer then except her support. What could she do when he cried still, haunted by the lingering echo of the song she used to save him? It plagued him. She’d enchanted him that morning on the shoreline, brought back from the precipice of death, endowed with the magical music of the sea. It made a home in his mind and waited for her—but she couldn’t sing it free because her voice was gone, so Kanan’s tears fell freely still.

She wished she could explain herself, her adamance. But even if she had the strength, she had no words. For now, they’d have to do without them. Hera reached across the space between pillows and touched Kanan’s wrist. The song in her chest raced down to hum at her fingertips, almost almost home, and the song in his head raced down to meet it, separated by skin and circumstance alone. 

At the very least, it brought him a moment of respite. He sighed a shuddering breath. His eyes fluttered shut, and more tears slipped away.

[sarcasticbeanie]

Star Wars kisses

[peridotite]

sweet talk by saint motel is kanera in a new dawn

[spectresrisea]

truly the best het ships are like

woman: i’ll do anything for the cause man: i’ll do anything for her

[mel-street]

I see the kanan hera brainrot is hitting you hard this fine day

indeed it is

[alexeithegoat]

Could you do the ship bingo for Kanera and Chirrut x Baze? I'm currently obsessing with both (sorry not sorry)

Sure thing! (you and I both)

Kanera:

This, this is peak romance in a nutshell. They’re great parents who put their job before their relationship for the good of the people, but I’ll be damned if I don’t say that they are my favourites. Hera and Kanan are amazing together and their story is so tragic. I will always write these two together, they make my heart swell and yearn for what they have. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, my biggest inspiration is Kanan, so to say Kanera is my otp is very like me. Thank you for asking about these two, I am brainrot for them. 💙💚

Now, Chirrut and Baze!:

They are old husbands living life on some planet away from chaos (but are you ever too far away from chaos when Chirrut’s picking fights?). They are exactly relationship goals and I love reading them and watching them! However, the something special it’s missing is maybe just me, maybe we need more content of them. Like a TV show/movie/book whatever comes their way, I would gladly read it! They are amazing together and it doesn’t help that Baze is my favourite Rogue One character. ❤️

Thank you for the lovely ask, my friend! And May the Fourth be with you. 💜

from this ask game!