#shavala

Divergence

100x200x6

Wood, MDF, acrylic

Hmmmmmm

Sex is strange for Guardians...knowing you've probably engaged in intercourse before but not knowing when, with who, or what it was like. This comes up in a conversation between young Zavala and Shaxx.

"What if a person where to be aroused by something..atypical?" Zavala wonders hypothetically.

"Atypical?" Shaxx snorts and gestures to the small camp beneath the Traveler, the sparse huts and ragged people. "What ruling majority is there to decide what is typical or not? More importantly, which acts do you find so strongly intriguing that you have decided they must be shameful?"

"They would be difficult to say" Zavala fidgets, blush creeping up the back of his neck. "But, perhaps, easier to show."

They try all the dirty things in Zavala's mind and spend many years collecting rumoured kinks and testing them out. ;)

Tagged by @crazy-bone-lady !

This is from Faith, a Zavala/Shaxx one shot.

Every night before he slept, when the business of the day was done, Shaxx meditated upon what a future without Zavala would mean for him. Every night, he imagined his anger as a tempered blade, heated by his desire for vengeance and quenched by his grief. When it was strong enough, he swore he would use that blade to slaughter every Cabal he could. One Legionary for every happy memory now soured by loss. One Psion for every night spent alone in a cold bed. One Centurion each for those secret smiles he would never see again. One Primus for every denied embrace. He wasn’t sure if one Dominus would be adequate solatium for the hollow left in his chest by Zavala’s absence. He was determined to find out.

And then the silly bastard turned up alive.

“Flowering geometry”

100x100x4 cm

Wood, acrylic