#lasats are cats

[marvin-needs-love]

Zeb: So you like cats?

Kallus: Yeah...?

Zeb: tries to impress him by slowly pushing a glass off the table

[kalluzeb4later]

What if he’s doing this as revenge for all the cat comments.

Kallus finally says he sorry when Zeb jumps onto his work station and starts stomping on the keyboard before crouching down to put his ass in Kal’s face

🤣🤣🤣

What if we would start assigning more cat traits to Lasats 👀

And by that I mean Kallus walking in on Zeb sitting folded up in an empty storage crate for no reason at all

Or Zeb just pushing Kallus's mug of caf off the desk if he thinks Kallus has had enough

Kallus just sighs and continues with his life, he's long since gotten used to his partner's antics

[loth-creatures]

Sometimes I get emotional about the fact that it was Kanan who recruited the other spectres.

Ezra was more of a joint decision between Hera and Kanan but it's explicitly stated that Kanan was the one to recruit Zeb and Sabine (legends of the lasat, sabine's sketchbook et al).

Like. He started out just wanting to follow Hera for the sake of the ride and her beautiful voice while she was the one with a mission and wanting to recruit. But then he finds Zeb and later Sabine and probably sees so much of himself in them and he's the one to bring them together.

Like I bet he wasn't that enthusiastic about the idea of recruiting others onto the Ghost. A New Dawn Kanan is still a loner, still hiding. He really likes Hera and feels a connection with her and she already knows he's a Jedi so there's nothing left to risk with her. But putting together a crew would be a Bit Much for him I think. Solid chance he was planning on leaving as soon as that idea ever came to fruition, as he still doesn't want to get too close to anyone and doesn't want to risk Hera's life if he were outed as a Jedi while living in tight quarters with strangers.

That is until he meets Zeb and Sabine and is instantly determined to keep them. Just knows that they are the right people and that he is the right person to help them. And it's after that that he knows he's found where's he's supposed to be and is never leaving the Ghost.

To make it funnier its also like he starts bringing new crew members back to Hera like a cat bringing in dead animals lolol

It just goes to show how much growth he went through between A New Dawn and Rebels that we never even witness bc there is zero material on it disney are you listening to me I want a media about this 5 years ago 👁👁

[1-have-no-idea]

Playground love

‘Young love, or a small teen / preteen crush, only in a less mushy word or phrase like "puppy love."’

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Authors note: Reader is a teenager so it’s not weird

Character(s): Ezra, reader, brief interactions with Kanan, Zeb, and Hera

Genre: Fluff, romance

Overview: You and Ezra are best friends, and ever since you both joined the Ghost Crew, Ezra has had heart-eyes for the Mandalorian Sabine. You had always been his number one supporter, and as best friends you guys were close. Extremely close. So it wasn’t weird to hold your best friend’s hand, right? And definitely not weird to sometimes wanna kiss them, right? Definitely not… you guys have always felt this way for each other, after all! It’s just how best friends felt for each other. That’s… how it is, right?

Warning(s): Extremely awkward teenagers, second-hand embarrassment, insecurity, Ezra is so oblivious (to be fair, so are you-), Ezra’s a nervous sweat-er, this is literally just fluff with awkward teenagers-

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Scene one, sharing a bed: the closer the better!

“Did you see her-? She was so cool–”

“Yeah– I know, I saw, you were all puppy-eyed-”

“No! No, I wasn’t– really-? I was-? No, I wasn’t- do you think she’s into me?”

You and Ezra were both in his new bunk, which happened to be a bit musky due to his large roommate, but it was fine. You’ve smelled worse. (Try sharing a ‘bed’ with the shaggy haired teenager after he came back from a run which included him stealing food.) It was fine though– it was expected. Currently, both you and him had just recently been recruited into the Ghost Crew, and Ezra was in training to be Kanan’s padawan. It wasn’t going well. You know what was going well, though? Him and Sabine’s impending relationship. At least that’s what he referred to it as. In reality, he had no chance with her, but hey. You both were delusional teenagers. It was the blind leading the blind.

“Maybe. I think so. I think.” You responded, shrugging your shoulders while flopping down onto the bed. Ezra following your actions, falling down by your side and pressing his side against yours, a lazy lip trill leaving him. “I think so, too. I think.” He echoed, tilting his head so his face was facing yours, a silly smile perking up on his face. You felt your own pull up just from seeing that boyish smile, before changing the subject. “How was your training today?” Ezra immediately groaned and turned his face away from yours, shaking his head. “A stupid loth cat attacked me when I tried to ‘bond’ with it.” You snorted at that, a laugh escaping you as you sat up, looking down at him. “A tooka?” You repeated, and he huffed, shifting so his head was resting on one of your thighs. “Don’t laugh. I was about to get a lightsaber. Bond with it–”

“Ezra!” You gasped out incredulously, and he scoffed. “Annoying furball was asking for it!” He defended, and you could only sigh at that. You were about to say more, before the door slid open, and a familiar Lasat stepped in, rolling his eyes at the sight of you two. “Get out, you lovebirds. I’m trying to get a nap in, so get out.” Zeb demanded, not even waiting for a response before he grabbed you two by the scruff of your shirt necks and tossed you out of the room.

Both you and Ezra sputtered out protests, before plopping down to the floor with an oomf! “What a jerk–” Ezra commented lowly, sending a dirty look to the now shut door, while you snickered. It didn’t even register in your guys' minds what the Lasat called you, but you guys couldn’t really care less.

“...wait, what’d he call us-?”

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Scene two, handholding: every friend does it!

“You two, go to the market. Hera needs some more tools and extra food supplies, but don’t cause any trouble–”

Aaaaaand you two were already rushing out, giggling and stumbling down the ramp in the direction of the market. Kanan sighed, shaking his head and pinching the bridge of his nose, eyes closed and brows furrowed in exhaustion. “Why do I feel like I just made the biggest mistake of my life?” He commented heavily. The previously mentioned Twi’lek only offered him a teasing smile, before nudging him playfully. “You just see yourself in him.” She teased, and Kanan huffed. “I do, yes, but— wait, I—” looking across the vast ecosystem, he spotted you and Ezra’s slowly shrinking figures running hand in hand together.

Oh, that’s what she meant. A strangled, incredulous (and embarrassed) noise left the Jedi Knight, and he whipped towards her. “I do not!” He defended, and she only shrugged, raising a brow at him, an obvious ‘you’re in denial’ look in her eyes.

Meanwhile, you and Ezra were practically vibrating with excitement. “What do we need to get again-?” You asked, peeking over his shoulder to try and see the words written on the piece of paper Kanan had given the two of you. But, instead of Ezra showing it to you, he decided to be a little menace and hold the paper above his head where you couldn’t see it, a cheeky grin growing on his face. “Oh, I don’t know,” he purred playfully, and you groaned, before leaning up and quickly snatching the paper. Ezra yelped and pinched it between his fingers, but your tug was too forceful, thus resulting in the now ripped in half paper. A loud cackle left you as Ezra choked on his air, and you playfully shoved him. “Look what you did! You ripped it!” You shouted, and he protested immediately. “What!? Me?!” He squawked. “What about you? You’re the one who pulled it!” He retorted, and you rolled your eyes. “Only cuz’ you wouldn’t let me see, dummy!” You counterclaimed with a giggle, sticking your tongue out.

Ezra only huffed, before stepping closer to you. “Whatever. But now we’re gonna have to share.” He pointed out, and you shrugged. “Fine by me.” You responded, mimicking him and standing close to him. Both of your hands brushed against eachother, and Ezra took the chance to grab yours, interlacing you fingers together affectionately, and you didn’t even bat an eye. Nothing new. Once again holding hands, the two of you strolled around the market, keeping an eye out for any of the materials or equipment Hera needed.

A vendor behind the two of you sighed happily, shaking their head and smiling fondly. “Ah, young love. I remember that age.” They murmured under their breath, before turning and continuing to sell their products.

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Scene three, kisses: just affectionate presses against flesh

“Mmmmmwah!” A very exaggerated noise left you when you pressed a firm kiss to the soft flesh of Ezra’s cheek, one hand on the side of his head and the other pressed to his other cheek to hold him there. Ezra’s eyes widened, and he stiffened, looking at you in shock as you giggled, your lipstick that you had just applied now smeared slightly. You’d thought nothing of it at first, just an intrusive thought. Honestly, you didn’t even know why. You and Ezra had found Hera’s and Sabine’s lipstick, and thought it’d be funny to swatch it, and you thought that a nice way to swatch it would be just to… well, press your marked lips to his caramel skin. His skin was soft. Squishy. He still had a bit of a baby face. Your lips were warm and sticky from the lipstick, and his cheek was cold. It felt nice. Really nice.

You liked it. You liked kissing him. He liked it, too. Now, a stamp of your lips were marked on his skin, and Ezra grinned, sapphire eyes glittering. “What was that for?” He asked, tilting his head slightly. You shrugged. “I dunno. Intrusive thought.” You muttered, albeit a bit shyly, and Ezra grabbed the other lipstick beside you. “Well, to be fair…” Immediately, you perked up, grabbing the stick next to you and hastily applying it while he applied his own, before peppering kisses all over his face before he could get yours, yelps and embarrassed groans and laughs leaving the two of you. Then, before you could continue, he grabbed your own face in his hands and pressed a big kiss to your own cheek, before your nose, your other cheek, your eyelid… you squealed gleefully, pressing against his chest. “Ezra— noo!” You whined, but he ignored you, before finally pressing his lips to yours in a chaste, shy, and inexperienced peck.

He liked kissing you. He did. And you liked it too.

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Scene four, contemplation: just friends?

“‘Just friends’ don’t kiss.” You finally admitted, hands wringing together nervously as you and Ezra sat outside of the Ghost. Ezra nodded. He knew. He really did. He’s been thinking about this for a couple of weeks ever since he kissed you. Now questions ran through your minds. And you actually started to think about your actions. They weren’t mindless, they weren’t. But you guys were just friends, so why?

“I don’t think ‘just friends’ hold hands either.” Ezra added.

“Or sleep in the same bed and cuddle.” You continued.

It was silent for a couple of seconds, before you blushed, brows furrowing and your heart feeling a tad tight, along with Ezra’s. So would this mean that you and him have to stop? He didn’t want to stop. He really didn’t. Despite being a dork, you were his best friend, and he was yours. And Ezra, well, he loved you. And you loved him. Not romantically– you didn’t think. You just loved each other. Plain and simple.

“Ezra, I don’t really think we’re ‘just friends.’” You pointed out the obvious. But Ezra nodded. Not giving out a sarcastic reply like how he usually would.

“Then what are we?” He asked, looking at you and trying to decipher your reaction. You were doing the same for him, before averting your eyes, looking a tad insecure and not answering. Ezra didn’t remove his eyes from you, however. “...name, I like holding you.” He suddenly stated. That made you look up at him quizzically, before your features softened. “Me too.”

“I like kissing you.” “Me too.”

“...name, I like you.” He finally confessed. “And I think I always have, now that I think about it.” He muttered shyly, and you observed him with curious and fond eyes. “...I think so too. I like you too.” Both of you just shared a fond glance, shy smiles on your faces, before you scooted closer to each other, leaning your head on his shoulder. He relaxed, and rested his head atop yours, heart banging against his ribcage and his neck and face flushing a soft fuchsia.

…He really hoped you couldn’t smell him. He was sweating again.

[horatio-fig]

is it bad I want to read more about kallus brother? I can't imagine Zeb's reaction to it

Is it bad I love writing awful characters like that 😅

“There's a Twi-lek over there, that one’s for me. Sasha, I know you prefer human women.” Nick said as he looked around the tap-cafe at the poor women who were just trying to enjoy a drink after work. Kallus felt Zeb turn to look at him, and there was an unsaid question on whether Kallus was going to correct his brother. Kallus did nothing, just grew hotter and sweatier as he watched his brother leer at women. “Umm, I can’t see any lasat here? You good with a Wookie instead?” 

“No thanks. I’m into humans.” Zeb said casually and he leaned back in his chair. Kallus felt his mouth go dry at the sight. Zeb was not a very subtle man, even if you didn't work in intelligence. The lasat had many tells and giveaways and it was no surprise he lost at Sabacc as much as he did. One of his tells was leaning back in his chair with a smug grin, a sign he thought he had a winning hand.  

Nick turned his head slowly back to Zeb, his eyebrow raised in surprise and his lips twisted into something that wasn't quite a sneer but could easily become one.

“If you think you can find a human who wants to do that with you, then knock yourself out.” Nick said, a hint of a cruel laugh bubbling beneath the surface and Kallus hoped no one looked at him. If Nick looked at him right now, he was sure he would burst into flames.  

“I already found one thanks.” Zeb grinned and he turned his head to catch Kallus’s eye and for one awful moment Kallus was afraid he was going to wink or put an arm around him or something.  

“Well then she’s into some interesting stuff, that’s all I can say.” Nick said, taking a desperate swig of his drink and looking a little shaken. Kallus was sure there was plenty more Nick would like to say on the matter, but his brother was being uncharacteristically quiet right now.  

“Yeah.” Zeb said, leaning in as he spoke and looking like a predator about the make the final strike. “He is.” 

Nick froze on the spot, some of his drink trickled out of the corner of his mouth as he did, and his eyes went as wide as dinnerplates as Zeb's words sunk in. A small laugh slipped out, likely from the shock and Kallus could see him searching Zeb's face for some sign his was joking.  

“Kal, you’ll be back me up right.” Zeb said, turning to face Kallus and giving him those big loth cat eyes Kallus could never say no too. Kallus sighed in defeat and nodded back, finally accepting his fate.  

He sat up straight in his chair and cleared his throat as though it was some great speech he was about to give. In a way it was, he’d been preparing this speech in his head for a while now. He’d thought of every possible outcome and won all sorts of pretend arguments in the shower.  He could do this.  

So why wasn't he saying anything... 

[mayawakening]

how many nipples do you think zeb has? this keeps me up at night

Biologically speaking, if we go full cat mode, he would have anywhere from 6 to 8.

Its very hard to tell, but it APPEARS one Chava may have only two?

I am a coward, and humanize him just enough that in my personal headcanon he has two.

However, adding nipples to a lasat, like adding cinnamon to coffee, should be measured with the soul and vibes of the chef in question. ❤

Thank you for this ask, it made my day. 😆

[squad-724]

Travel through space is cold. Brother that’s part cat is warm. Even if he snores.

Old artwork for the Au I forgot to share

Hybrid AUm the bad batch are hybrids: Lasat Wrecker | Chiss Tech

[padawansuggest]

Okay but let’s talk about Kh’ymm the sentient owl-

Who also has fur instead of feathers, whiskers and a cat mouth.

I am once more proven right that if a Star Wars sentient species looks like an animal from our planet, it will share characteristics with at least one other animal from our planet.

I mean. Skeleton Crew opened up episode one with a fucking werewolf. Cathar is also similar in the sense that they basically look like a werecat. That’s two earth mammals in each of those species. In that sense they also have harpies (human/bird hybrids) and even plant/human hybrids.

Lasat aren’t just cat like. They are distinctly gecko like with their hands and feet.

Toydarians have a trunk and their skin is very akin to an elephant, but they also have wings. Not just wings but insect-fairy wings.

Talz, the species with a sloth like body and spider eyes??????? That shit is sos cool they got four fucking bug eyes I love this shit.

Anyways. I don’t know if I’m the only one obsessing over Star Wars species hybrids but I am obsessing over them quite regularly.

[illuminatedquill]

Ghost Stories #02

Feat. Garazeb Orrelios + Sabine Wren + Ezra Bridger

Story Context: Zeb catches Sabine doing something embarrassing regarding Ezra. Desperate to keep her secret, Sabine endeavors to secure Zeb's silence at any cost.

Ghost Stories #01

The door to Sabine's room opened with its customary hiss, allowing for Zeb to step inside. In normal circumstances, the first thing he would do is admire all the new artwork covering the walls of her room; Sabine was a top tier artist, and she constantly refreshed and updated the interior with painted visuals of their most recent escapades. It was a fun hobby that allowed distance from the constant grind of waging warfare against the implacable Empire. Everyone on the Ghost crew had something personal to distract themselves from the war - Hera, for example, had her constant maintenance and upkeep of the Ghost.

Kanan, he knew, practiced the Jedi art of meditation and centering oneself within the Force. Ezra had recently taken up cooking as a hobby, to surprisingly delicious results. Even Chopper had a side hustle: scamming low ranking Imperial officers of their ill-gotten credits with threats of blackmail to help pay for supplies (Hera didn't know about this and would strongly disapprove if she did).

Squinting around in Sabine's bedroom, Zeb quickly noted that the atmosphere was different this time around.

For one, he couldn't see a blasted thing. It was pitch dark. The only light source came from a small desk pressed against one of the walls; a bright, glaring lamp that shined down onto the surface to show a wicked looking knife, a whetstone to sharpen said knife, and, on the chair in front of it, a casually dressed Sabine. Her casual wear consisted of simple, comfy athletic shorts and a slightly too large shirt with a loth-cat design printed on the front - a recent addition to her wardrobe from their last visit to Lothal.

He frowned pensively at the loth-cat shirt. Isn't that . . . no, it couldn't be, he thought.

Sabine, her back towards Zeb, picked up the knife and whetstone. With practiced, precise movements, she began to sharpen the knife.

Shink. Shink. Shink.

Zeb's ears pricked up slightly each time the knife was sharpened. It was a somewhat sinister sound, enhanced even more by Sabine's shadowed profile against the lamp light.

I have a bad feeling about this, he thought.

"Zeb. Appreciate you coming here tonight," said Sabine casually.

The big Lasat swallowed nervously. "You, uh, called me here. Wanted to talk about something."

Shink. Shink. Shink. The knife's edge continued to be sharpened, Sabine's hands moving delicately.

"That's right," she replied. "You remember what occurred yesterday?"

Zeb scratched idly at the side of his head. "We picked up some supplies from Capital City, checked on Ryder and his crew, and then just relaxed outside of Ezra's comm tower for a bit before receiving new instructions from Rebel command."

Shink. The knife stopped moving briefly, just hovering over the whetstone. "Anything else happen, Zeb?"

"Is this - is this about your drawing? Of Ezra? Cuddling with those loth cats?"

Sabine finally turned around to look at him. In the light, her knife glinted with a wicked gleam.

"I need you to do me a favor, Zeb."

The Lasat kept his eyes on the knife in her hand. "I'm listening."

Smiling wolfishly, Sabine said, "I need you to hand over that drawing. I know you were going to show it off to him."

"I, uh, wasn't planning on it." That was a bald-faced lie. He'd ripped it out of Sabine's sketchbook when she had left it discarded and had been about to spill it all to Ezra before being interrupted by Sabine's summons.

She cocked her head at him. Her smile dropped. "You're lying to me, Zeb. I can always tell. You've got a lousy sabacc face, and you know it."

Zeb was still watching the knife. "What are you going to do with that knife, Sabine?"

She twirled it expertly between her fingers. "It's all nice and sharp now, Zeb. Guess I have to put it somewhere, right?"

He was breaking into a cold sweat now. "Where are you, uh, going to put it?"

Sabine shrugged. "I haven't decided yet. Depends on your answer."

He backed up against the wall, feeling somewhat desperate. "Look, Sabine. What's the big deal? You draw Ezra all the time! Not just him, too. You've drawn me, Hera, Kanan, even Chopper. I don't see what's so special about this one drawing."

The knife twirled and twirled. Light reflected from the steel surface, right into his face, causing discomfort.

"You know what's special about this particular drawing, Zeb. And I want it back. Ezra can't know."

"What," Zeb shot back, "that you like him now?"

Sabine froze. He was treading on the thin ice now and knew it, but pressed his advantage while she was taken off guard.

"He's not going to understand that from your super special drawing of him, Sabine. Your secret's safe. I promise."

Actually, it was fairly obvious from the drawing. Sabine's prior sketches of Ezra were always just that: sketches. No extra effort put into them, and usually gave the impression that she was just studying his anatomy, using his facial expressions as practice to keep her art sharp.

But, oh, it wasn't like that anymore.

Her newest drawings of Ezra were, indeed, something truly special. She had been paying extra attention to him as of late. Even someone oblivious like Ezra would immediately sense the immense labor of love and affection that went into the art, clear as day.

While she was thinking, the Lasat carefully began to sidle towards the doorway.

Frowning, staring at the floor, Sabine asked, "You really think Ezra won't be able to tell?"

"Yeah, of course," Zeb lied. "He's denser than durasteel, that boy."

Sabine snorted. "You're probably right."

He almost cried out in relief. "Good to hear - "

The knife embedded itself into the wall, right next to his ear. He froze, knees shaking like jelly.

Sabine's eyes glinted evilly in the dark. "I'm still going to need that drawing back, Zeb. Before you leave."

He quickly reached into his pocket and offered it to her. She snatched it from his hand.

"Are we done here?" Zeb squeaked.

She grinned malevolently at him. "We are. Thanks, Zeb."

Pausing at the door, he mustered his remaining courage and said, "Sabine, at some point Ezra is going to find out. You can't keep it a secret forever."

After a long moment, he heard her quiet reply. "I know. It's just . . . it's not the right time. I'll tell him on my own terms."

Zeb turned around. The look on her face was a little sad.

"You know," he said, thinking out loud, "Ezra might know already."

Sabine's eyes went wide with shock and apprehension. "What? How?"

"Because every time you look at him, your face looks like this." And he gave Sabine the most dopey, idiotic, love-sick smile as a hideous impression of her.

Uttering a curse, Sabine leapt up from her seat. Zeb scampered out the door, almost colliding with Ezra.

Grinning at him as he ran past, Zeb teased, "Ah, mate. You've got quite the handful of work ahead of you."

Blinking in confusion, Ezra said, "Huh?"

"Garazeb Orrelios," came Sabine's furious yell as she tore after the big Lasat. "Come back here!"

Making a beeline to the Phantom II (so he could lock himself safely within), Zeb almost missed an exchange between Ezra and Sabine:

"What's going on - wait. Is that my loth-cat shirt?" asked Ezra.

Skidding to a halt, Zeb risked a peek around the corner. I knew I recognized that shirt, he thought.

Sabine almost tripped in shock. "Uh - n-no?" she stammered in response. A flush was already spreading on her cheeks.

Ezra peered at her closely. "Pretty sure it is," he said. "Why do you have it? I've been looking for it everywhere."

Zeb broke out into a cold sweat again as he watched. Think before you speak, Sabine, he warned silently, trying to reach out telepathically. Use that brain of yours!

"It, uh, it smells nice," she blurted out. "Like you."

There was a sickening pause.

Sabine's hands clapped over her mouth in instinctive horror.

Ezra went slack-jawed in surprise. "You think I smell nice?"

Redder than a blaster bolt, Sabine sprinted back into her room. A couple seconds later, Zeb and Ezra heard the sound of muffled screaming.

Ezra stood there for a moment, silent, and then said, in a loud tone meant to come off as super casual, "You can have it! I'm glad you like it! I'll just get another one, it's fine!"

The screaming got louder.

Zeb's hands pressed against his mouth, trying desperately to hold in the laughter threatening to burst out.

Oh, Sabine. You have it bad for this goober.

*Author's Note: Hello! So, this is the continuation of a series that was previously called 'Sabezra Seed'. I re-named it because 'Ghost Stories' felt more apt (and also sounds way cooler), considering that it's a series of short fics featuring the Ghost crew.

There's no special reason for this short story. I just wanted to see Sabine and Ezra act goofy and just be teenagers. We really don't get many instances of them acting their age during Rebels, due to the war and the pressures of their circumstances forcing them to grow up quickly. Zeb, being the typical older brother of the Ghost crew, is an instigator here and almost ends up paying with his life, ha ha.

Life aboard the Ghost, when they're not flying missions of galactic importance, probably resembles a sit-com, honestly.

[iftheresaproblem-whatever]

STAR WARS DOESN’T LIKE LGBTQ+ MEN?

(A SHORT FAN ESSAY)

First and foremost. I’m REALLY enjoying the ‘Ahsoka’ series and I can’t wait to see how episode 8 plays out.

I’ve really enjoyed seeing some of my favourite characters, old and new, translated so beautifully to live action.

Almost…all of them.

As of today, there is 1 episode left. 1 episode left of ‘Ahsoka’. Otherwise known as the “sequel” to the Animated series ‘Star Wars Rebels’.

Yet, 2 crucial characters from the aforementioned series, are nowhere to be seen in this series.

We have been very fortunate to see the Ghost Crew, consisting of Hera Syndulla, her son Jacen, Chopper, Sabine Wren and Ezra Bridger make appearances in the series.

We were doubly fortunate to see Anakin Skywalker again in his true form, appearing in a greater capacity than I could have predicted, which was amazing.

Grand Admiral Thrawn has also returned in glorious fashion, portrayed by the very actor who provided the voice for him in ‘Rebels.’

We’ve seen countless appearances from characters from Loth cats to C3PO in our most recent viewing excursion.

However, the only characters missing from the series are Captian Garazeb ‘Zeb’ Orrelios, and (Agent) Alexsandr Kallus.

For those who might not know, Zeb is the ‘muscle’ of the Ghost Crew, who sadly had his planet and people destroyed by the Galactic Emprie. He believed to be the last of his species, until he discovered the secret home world of Lira San, where an entire planet of his kind live and thrive.

Agent (Alexsandr) Kallus is an ISB agent who aided the Empire in the destruction of Zeb’s home world and people. Not only that, it is revealed that he has trauma and survivors guilt because of a rouge Lasat mercenary that worked for Saw Garrera, resulting in the death of his friends on his first unit and the hardening of his heart.

During the series, the two share an episode where they crash land on the ice moon of Bahryn, where they work together to survive and learn a bit more about each other. In the fandom, the entire experience, atmosphere, the relationship between the two men and the episode, as a whole, is regarded as very homo erotic.

As the series progressed, because of his experience with Zeb, Kallus quietly changes his heart and allegiance to the Rebels and acts as a double agent under the code name ‘Fulcrum’. Eventually, escaping the Empire, he joins the Rebellion and fights alongside the ghost crew to liberate Lothal.

During the epilogue of the series, it is revealed, that after the war, Zeb had brought Kallus to live with him and his people on the hidden Lasat home world of Lira San. Zeb reveals that Kallus hadn’t destroyed his people. His people even accept Kallus as one of their own kind, in an astonishing act of forgiveness, despite his transgressions against their species.

In doing so, Zeb gives his mind, soul and heart peace.

Despite how very homo erotic the overall storyline seems, it ultimately started off unintentionally.

Fans expectations of wanting to see the two get together grew more and more in popularity during the course of the shows run. At fan conventions, voice actor Steve Blum, who provided the voice for Zeb, was also very much inclined to agree with the fans that the relationship between the two characters was indeed romantic in nature. He often advocates, to this day, for the two to get together openly, much to the delight of the fans.

Despite the accidental roots of what the fandom refers to as “Kalluzeb”, The shows creator, Dave Filoni, has stated that he is okay with fans shipping the two characters and revealed that the ending for Zeb and Kallus (which was partly the result of Steve Blum’s wishful thinking at ‘Star Wars Celebration 2017’), was left open ended for viewers to decide wether or not the two were a romantic couple or not.

For the next 5 years, that would be enough.

That is until, the announcement of the ‘Ahsoka’ series, and fans were excited to see their favourite rebels on screen once again.

Before the series started, however, Zeb Orrelios made a surprise, 30 second, live action cameo in the 3rd season of “The Mandalorian”. Zeb was seemingly working as a pilot for the Rebellion, donning a blue pilot suit. This lead to fans excitedly speculate that they would see him again in the “Ahsoka” series. This also had them asking the question: Why wasn’t he with Kallus on Lira San?

Over the course of the next few months, trailers would be released for the ‘Ahsoka’ series as well as character announcements at “Star Wars Celebration” in London. In all of these trailers, the only ‘Rebels’ characters missing were Zeb (and Kallus by extension.)

Upon the release of ‘Ahsoka’, as weeks and episodes have gone by, Zeb and Kallus still have not appeared in the series, nor were they even mentioned (until Zeb was mentioned by name in Episode 7). All the while, various characters from ‘Rebels’, ‘Clone Wars’, and even the film series made cameos and took supporting roles in the story, all the while, leaving Zeb and Kallus unaccounted for. Which is unusual, considering that Zeb and Kallus’ story was one of the most crucial plot points in the ‘Rebels’ story, and yet, here they were being left out of the “Rebels sequel”.

At the same time, it’s typical of Star Wars to do exactly this.

In the original run of ‘Rebels’, Zeb, as a character, was often overlooked and underdeveloped in terms of plot and character development. Originally intended as the comedic relief, it’s safe to say, in Season 1, not much was planned for the character. Season 2 however, is where Zeb truly has his chance to shine. From Saving Ezra and Sabine from Inquisitiors, to finding his secret home planet of Lira San, discovering he’s part of a prophecy and surviving and understanding his worst enemy turned ally, Kallus. It truly is his best season in the shows run.

In seasons 3 and 4, Zeb’s storyline was left pretty much underdeveloped and overshadowed by other plots such as the Jedi storylines, the Maul arc, Hera’s ascension through the ranks of the Rebellion, Sabine’s family conflict on Mandalore and the Liberation of Ezra’s home planet of Lothal. Zeb’s only notable story after season 2, was in the episode “WarHead” in which he was left alone to guard the base with Chopper and AP5, while the others leave to do exercises with recruits in space, almost demonstrating my point exaclty; Zeb gets left behind a lot. The episode made little to no impact on the overall narrative of the story. The only significance being that Thrawn gains a slightly better knowledge of where the Rebel base might be.

If anything, Agent Kallus’ storyline acts as a Zeb storyline extension as it was his kindness that inclines Kallus to change allegiances throughout the course of season 3.

Due to a shorter episode count in season 4, little time was spent on either Zeb or Kallus as the story had to reach its conclusion in a short matter of time. The one saving grace, is that both Zeb and Kallus had several great moments in the finale episode, resulting in their “open to interpretation”LGBTQ ending.

With the previous points in question, it has lead me to believe, that Star Wars might be trying to retcon their “maybe they are, many they’re not”LGBTQ ending and eradicate the possibility of Zeb and Kallus being in a same sex relationship in favour of “straight washing” them.

It wouldn’t be the first time it has happened.

Previously, the characters Poe Dameron and Finn from the Star Wars Sequel Series were supposed to be in a romantic relationship, but Disney never went ahead with it due to fear of loss of box office financial success from less open minded countries. (Which personally, I think is a stupid ass reason, but I digress.) In the past, any LGBTQ characters in Star Wars were often background extras that were on screen for 3 seconds or goofy comedic side characters. Only recently did the franchise include a lesbian couple in the series “Andor”, but all the same, we have yet to see two men in a same sex relationship that are leading characters and not being played for laughs. Lesser minded “fans” also often try discourage any LGBTQ content of any kind in Star Wars and will argue that Zeb and Kallus are just “best buddies”. (Because it’s totally straight to bring your “best buddy” to live with you on your highly secret home planet where your species accepts a human as one of their own kind…Yeah. TOTALLY straight.) To which I say, we’ve seen PLENTY of male friendships in Star Wars and LGBTQ people are not going anywhere, so I strongly suggest those “fans” and their fragile insecurities cop on and cop on FAST.

Only time will tell what happens to Zeb and Kallus as we head in to the final episode of ‘Ahsoka’, but my gut instincts say that we might be seeing history repeat itself. However, with the time passed since 2018, the change in LGBTQ visibility in media over the last half a decade, and the fact that ‘Ashoka’ is not constrained to the barrier of “children’s cartoon” as ‘Rebels’ was, I also chose to remain somewhat optimistic that the canonisation of my favourite Star Wars couple comes to be.

AUTHORS NOTE:

In a surprising twist, whilst writing this essay, the official Star Wars account mentioned the term “Kalluzeb” by name in a promotional video, seemingly giving validation to the canonisation of Zeb and Kallus as a romantic couple. Whilst this is very exciting for the fandom, we must also be sure to hold Star Wars to the mark that they deliver on this name drop.

Putting it simply; No take backs.

FanEdit95.

[foxxxtransformer123]

Hey guys, it's headcanon time! Mostly Kalluzeb.

1. I love how we just sort of agreed as a Fandom that Lasat's purr. That will forever be my favorite headcanon. Anyway, Kallus was surprised when he first found out that Zeb does that, but it very quickly became like a lullaby for him. He can't sleep too well without it now, and Zeb purrs pretty much constantly when Kallus is nearby (he loves his husband so much).

2. Kallus and Zeb sleep pretty much right on top of each other. This is most likely a byproduct of mostly sleeping in small bunks, but even after getting a larger bed and having it for years, they just do. It's mostly Zeb laying as much on top of Kallus as possible like a giant cat, and Kallus likes using Zeb as a pillow.

3. Kallus is obsessed with Zeb's ears and will pet them at any opportunity. Zeb likes this and will start purring.

4. Zeb quite likes to be pet like a cat sometimes, and Kallus doesn't mind doing that as Zeb is very soft. So, half naked Zeb being pet and scratched by Kallus while the humans just trying to work.

5. Zeb will crawl half on top of Kallus if he thinks Kal's working too hard or he just wants physical attention. So, yeah, Zeb will be purring and stretching out and wiggling like a cat while Kallus pets him like one. Kallus thinks it's the cutest thing.

(Please start assigning more cat traits to Lasat)

That's all for now, people. I'll post more later.

[ahsoka-its-all-of-us]

Time for Zeb headcanons!

He is terrible at estimating human age. He’s easily off by decades in either direction, leading him to treat people very differently from how they should be treated (he thought Sabine was ten when she joined their crew, and that Kanan was older than him).

The fur on his belly and chest is longer and more sensitive than on the rest of him. He loves being ruffled there, but, like a cat, he’ll instinctively lash out when you do it wrong or he doesn’t trust you.

During his time with the Spectres he’s had some one night stands and even some flings with fellow rebels or people he meets during missions (Hera covers for him towards the kids), but nothing long-lasting. This is in part because with the rarity of Lasats throughout the galaxy, he often finds himself the subject of a kink or conquest. He pretends otherwise, but sometimes it hurts him.

His number one reason to join Hera and Kanan’s rebel cell was simply to get revenge on the Empire. Only when working with them for a while did he start to realise that there was a bigger goal to work towards, that defeating the Empire wasn’t just about vengeance, and he started fighting because it was the right thing to do.

Having been away from Lasan for so long, its culture and traditions are starting to slip his mind, and sometimes he wonders whether he would even want to return to his old life, if he could. He feels rather guilty about this.

As someone who tends to act before he thinks, he is generally perceived as not very bright, and he thinks the same of himself, especially when working with wickedly intelligent and calculating Kallus. Kallus, however, knows exactly just how smart he can be, as Zeb is the one looking through him, always knowing the right thing to say.

The entire Rebellion figures out his crush on Kallus pretty quickly, and there are ongoing betting pools on when he’s gonna tell him, how he’s gonna do it, and what the outcome will be. Zeb is kept rigorously in the dark about this practice, as is Kallus, as the only person who doesn’t know about Zeb’s feelings.

He regards the rest of the Ghost crew his siblings. No matter the age difference.

Droids weren’t common on Lasan, and Zeb has never really grasped how to interact with them — as sentients? As servants? —, which still reflects in his ongoing struggles with Chopper. He has come to appreciate Chopper as part of the crew, but he still doesn’t always know how to address him.

[jedi-nurse]

This is an incredibly sad little drabble that my sad little brain gave me this morning. Essentially Sabine finds Ezra's old tooka doll when she is settling into the tower. Story under the cut :)

For reference:

Sabine was glad that Zeb had stuck around for a while longer before going back to Yavin 4. Moving all of her things out of the Ghost would have been a chore without the Lasat’s help. Kallus had also returned to Lothal to drop off Ezra’s kom’rk, which he had renamed the Starbird. Most of Ezra’s belongings had already been moved there by him before they had left Yavin for Lothal all that time ago. Hera had not wanted to let Sabine move the rest of Ezra’s things from the Ghost, but Sabine insisted that when he came back that it would be to Lothal first and then the two would use the Starbird as their ship and join up with the Rebellion. Little did the two women know just how long that waiting period would be.

After Jacen was born Hera had stayed on Lothal for a while to get the hang of caring for a newborn and to help Sabine navigate the grief over Ezra. But unfortunately the duties of a General became more pressing and Hera, Jacen, and Chopper had to return to Yavin. This left Sabine alone on Lothal. She moved into Ezra’s tower and had been working to renovate and update it so it would be the perfect place for Ezra to call home. Without even thinking she had also been making it into a place she would want to live.

Sabine had been working on organizing Ezra’s various odds and ends he had throughout the tower when she stumbled upon something that broke her heart even more, if that was possible. It was a worn down tooka doll, something that was a popular children’s stuffie on many planets. Holding the clearly well loved doll Sabine began to weep. She was weeping for young Ezra, who had been all alone for seven years, for the Ezra she knew and loved, and for the grief she felt over his disappearance. The loth-cat that had decided to attach itself to Sabine came over to try and offer what little comfort it could. Sabine slowly got up off the floor and moved to the tiny bed that was on one of the tower walls. She curled up into herself, still holding the tooka while tears continued to fall. Her loth-cat hopped up beside her and curled itself up by her. Eventually the tears ran out and Sabine had fallen asleep. Sleeping with the doll had become a comfort to Sabine. It was a little piece of Ezra she could always keep close, at least until he was there with her again.

[i-creatied-au]

Soooo... has anyone been thinking about Lasat children? I did

I mean, are they born one at a time? one little fluffy ball? or several, like in cats, 4-5, maybe less?

I'm asking for a friend... (maybe his name is Kal, so what)

[jedimandalorian]

Awkward

(Inspired by Eman Esfandi’s Instagram Story of 11/25/23)

Early one morning Sabine heard the door to Ezra and Zeb’s room slide open and the sound of the big Lasat’s heavy footsteps in the hallway. Sabine could hear the sound of Ezra’s voice reverberating in the corridor. He was excitedly conversing with someone unseen. Curious, Sabine opened the door to her room to investigate.

Across the hall Ezra was standing in front of his mirror in his bright orange Loth-cat boxers, admiring his messy hair and flexing his little muscles while sipping from a goblet of water. He seemed oblivious to the fact that Zeb had left the door to their quarters open.

“Dayum! I was just going to check my hair in the mirror, but dayum! I look like a Lothal prince!” he said to the mirror with a wink and a click of his tongue. He turned this way and that, admiring the hint of stubble on his chin and the few hairs that had recently appeared on his skinny chest. “Dayum!” He clinked his water glass against the mirror “Cheers, dude!”

“Should I be jealous that you finally found someone to flirt with besides me?” Sabine said loudly from across the hall.

Gasping at the sound of her voice, Ezra spun around so quickly that he spilled a little of his water. He had the wide-eyed look of a nerf staring at the headlights of an oncoming speeder right before a deadly collision. “Hi!” he said awkwardly, fumbling for the controls of the cabin door that didn’t seem to want to close. After pushing the wrong button several times, Ezra gave up, folded his arms, and leaned on the doorframe, casually holding the half-empty water goblet as if it were a glass of some expensive adult beverage that he shouldn’t be drinking. So, ah—“ he cleared his throat. “Uh, good morning,” Ezra said in a voice that was much deeper than his usual speaking voice. He waggled his eyebrows, sucked in his cheeks, and gave Sabine what was his best attempt at a smoldering glance.

Sabine laughed hysterically.

“Sabine!” Hera called from the galley. “Weren’t you supposed to help me make breakfast this morning?”

“I’ll be right there!” Sabine replied, wiping tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes.

Kanan appeared in the hallway just as Zeb came out of the ‘fresher.

The big Lasat frowned. “Kanan, why isn’t your apprentice wearing any pants?” Zeb asked.

Kanan saw a red-faced Ezra leaning on the doorframe of his quarters wearing nothing but his basics and grinning awkwardly at Sabine, who rolled her eyes and sauntered towards the galley.

“I don’t want to know,” replied Kanan, who shut the door to his room again.

[solsilverpine]

Wip Title Game

rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and tag as many people as you have wips.

Tagged by @mystical-salamander @hayesflint and @lost-in-derry

Writing wise we have:

Rebels

Warrior and the Lasat Chapter 5

Bayrhyn Extended cut

Retirement fic

Fulcrum trio

Fate uh finds a way

Life changing fieldtrip

What happens in Space Vagas...

Venom

The last dance fix it fic

autistic headcannons

5+1 ~spicey~

Art

Kalluzeb inktober 3, 4

Zeb inspired by cats

Sybrock sketch

TLD no context spoiler

feel free to do this if anyone wants to but if not no pressure have a good day/night