Glada Vappen!
Apr. 30th, 2021 07:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
suomi_thunderAarne hadn't celebrated holidays properly in over a year which left him feeling disconnected. Giant bonfires in the streets and rampant reindeer were frowned upon in most civilized cities, unless of course the punks were involved, then that was arson not celebrations.. ok, well for the punks it was a celebration but not for a Saami.
In the Nexus though, oh here he could do whatever he wanted, or that was what he had learned in his few visits. He had been planning and cooking and collecting. The gods probably don't even know where he stirred up reindeer from in the Nexus but he has and Mouka was happy to have a job keeping them corralled. His usual rock gear is augmented with his family necklace and oddly doesn't look too out of place with rest of his wildness.
He didn't have a lot but parties always started this way. The host had some things and then people came and brought more booze and food, ordering all kinds of things. Aarne did bring Mead, alcoholic and non-alcoholic, and a a bunch of lemon tippaleipä batter. He had cooked some but this was something he could show visitors how to make on their own. The honey mead based sugar in a large bowl. Strips of dried reindeer meat and juustoleipä, a Finnish reindeer milk cheese, are out on the table too. There are fruits; strawberries, apples, and nuts which were common as well as a cream from reindeer milk traditional to the culture and nearly like unfermented yogurt.
That all done he looked to the huge pile of logs that he had gotten from various people around the Nexus. The Sami added leaves to it to create smoke at first to attract others. Before lighting it he put up a banner of hide dedicated to the Akka, the female fertility spirits, decorated with the same imagery as his traditional drum. It was sentimental, the first drum he ever learned to play.
Drum in hand he poured kerosene on the log pile and lit it. The reindeer spooked at the sudden fire but soon calmed, especially when the tall Fin went among them.
In the Nexus though, oh here he could do whatever he wanted, or that was what he had learned in his few visits. He had been planning and cooking and collecting. The gods probably don't even know where he stirred up reindeer from in the Nexus but he has and Mouka was happy to have a job keeping them corralled. His usual rock gear is augmented with his family necklace and oddly doesn't look too out of place with rest of his wildness.
He didn't have a lot but parties always started this way. The host had some things and then people came and brought more booze and food, ordering all kinds of things. Aarne did bring Mead, alcoholic and non-alcoholic, and a a bunch of lemon tippaleipä batter. He had cooked some but this was something he could show visitors how to make on their own. The honey mead based sugar in a large bowl. Strips of dried reindeer meat and juustoleipä, a Finnish reindeer milk cheese, are out on the table too. There are fruits; strawberries, apples, and nuts which were common as well as a cream from reindeer milk traditional to the culture and nearly like unfermented yogurt.
That all done he looked to the huge pile of logs that he had gotten from various people around the Nexus. The Sami added leaves to it to create smoke at first to attract others. Before lighting it he put up a banner of hide dedicated to the Akka, the female fertility spirits, decorated with the same imagery as his traditional drum. It was sentimental, the first drum he ever learned to play.
Drum in hand he poured kerosene on the log pile and lit it. The reindeer spooked at the sudden fire but soon calmed, especially when the tall Fin went among them.
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on 2021-05-04 11:15 pm (UTC)Soundwave doesn't say anything because he's afraid if he thinks about how weird and new and good it is to have nothing but love left in the raw places between him and Megatron, he will almost certainly weep, and he'd rather not; but the message is there in his field to be read. Megatron is the only person other than Ravage he's ever really wanted as a lover, though there's an Orion-shaped hole in all four of them, and there were points in his life at which Jazz, and Cosmos, got hooks in him for a little while, usually when Ravage was away, or when he feared he'd never see her alive again. Ravage has been his soulmate probably since the beginning of time, but he can't remember ever not being at least a little in love with Megatron after they met.
'All our worries for Viridian," he says, dabbing at his optics because of the smoke, just ask him, "have to do with how open and accepting she is. We're not worried that anyone here would hurt her, or we wouldn't have come. Just worried that she might get overexcited and not know her limits."
Viridian pulls them both--Soundwave, and Loki--into her hug before letting go. She sends Soundwave assurance that she'll be careful, and hopes he'll admit she knows what that means, and then sends her message to Loki: I'll remember. And I'd like to meet your kids! Maybe I'll have myself detailed with roses. I haven't really chosen my alt mode yet.
Soundwave will, very gently, bump fists. "I'm not afraid to be silly," he says. "But the Infinite call is a thing I was always sure I'd imagined, until I met you. Just as you thought you were unique in some unhappy ways, I thought I was unique in that."
He still can't say or even think of words like 'apotheosis' or 'ascension'. It's not his nature to be humble, but sometimes he tries.
Whatever it is that I am, and whatever that means, I suppose that not being me really isn't a choice, he tells Loki. I'm just not ready to go where Ravage can't follow.
Of course the way Ravage looks now, she might surprise him.
"So...thank you. Will you join the dance with us?"
Because what he wants to do, right now, is let their daughter--his--his own child, how did he not see that before--join the dance with Glit and Howlback, and mix a percussion track around Aarne's drumming and the other music he hears--not to take over, but to blend in, and let Ravage dance with him, around him, and on him. And if Loki wants to dance with her too, that's just fine.
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on 2021-06-21 02:40 am (UTC)Soundwave, he imagines, will grasp what he means at once. He's spoken to him about his own fears regarding his darker nature. It's still there; he's not meant to be a nice god, but he is meant to be a valued aspect of the universe as a whole, and good to those who are good to him. That's enough.
Tonight, it's more than enough; it's a cause for joy.
Viridian hugging him is unexpected and makes him give a soft squeak of surprise; then he laughs and bonks his forehead against hers gently. "You have time for everything," he assures her. "To make friends and choices aplenty."
He beams at Soundwave's invitation and nods. "Tonight, there is no invitation to dance that I would refuse, but yours is a special honor."
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on 2021-06-25 07:42 pm (UTC)"So do I," Ravage says when her transformation cog stops moving. "Sometimes I go for years feeling like I always do the wrong thing. I've hurt a lot of people I dearly love that way, and they continue to find me worth loving anyway." She glances at Soundwave, who shakes his head and kisses the top of hers.
He is so full of love for her, and for their child, that anyone even remotely sensitive ought to be able to feel it. It scares him sometimes to know that Solus is often with her. But.
"Yes," Ravage says, looking at both of them. "Yes, exactly. She is trying to show me the way, Soundwave. So that you don't go someplace that I can't follow, but also don't have to hold yourself back from going where you need to go."
The voice in which she speaks is not wholly her own, but Solus fades back into a golden glint in her ruby optics.
Viridian grins at the bonk and giggles. I hope so, she sends, sensing that Loki accepts this from her father, and probably would from her as well. I'm going to go with my aunt and uncle now! she tells all of them, and runs off with Glit and Howlback to join their dance. She doesn't notice her mother's companion.
Soundwave, now almost as small as Megatron often is, holds out one hand to Loki and one hand to Ravage. "Has your conjunx--I'm going to call him that, you haven't done the ritus, but he is and we all know it--has he taught you any of our dances? Or shall we let Ravage dance over and around us, cougaraider-style? Or both, for that matter..."