Five years of climbing mountains and exploring this new
world, and he finally wanted to find a home. Lee Adama didn’t know what home
was, but looking for it alone while he slept in a crude lean-to under the stars
sure as hell wasn’t getting him anywhere. So he came back to where they’d
landed, to where he’d last seen his father. He couldn’t find home on his own;
maybe he could find it where he’d left the rest of humanity.
He couldn’t find home, but apparently he was in the
minority. There were children, babies, everywhere he looked from his vantage
point on the hill, spilling out of rough cabins and shouting into the clear air where before there had only been
savanna grass and herds of animals grazing.
Babies. We’re at war,
and that woman wants us to worry about having babies. He could still hear
his father’s voice ringing in his ears, full of disdain for the schoolteacher
who dared to call herself President of the Twelve Colonies.
He could still see her tight, guarded smile as she stood in
the CIC watching his father line up ships for water transfer, asking him for
help with the military.
He should have known then that eventually Laura Roslin would
get her way. Even as he bent over backwards to help her in the early days after
the apocalypse, he hadn’t believed that she’d actually do it, actually save
them all, but she had. In her own stubborn way, she had given humanity a fresh
Five years after he’d watched his father and Laura take off
in a raptor, five years after he’d set out on his own, he was back on a green
hillside, shielding his eyes from the sun, staring down at the new civilization
that had sprung up in his absence. No cities, no technology, but a civilization nonetheless.
He recognized some of them – Ellen, still tall and lithe and
easy in her skin, clutching Saul’s arm as he shouted and waved at the kids
blocking his path. The oldest, grown taller and thinner since he’d last seen
her, but he’d recognize that smile and those curls anywhere. Helo’s smile,
Athena’s eyes. Hera was clearly the ringleader, the other children falling in
line behind her as she teased the old Colonel. A few feet away, a tall, blonde
woman bounced a baby on her hip as Gaius frakking Baltar kneeled to argue with
a little boy who looked just as determined as he did.
Romo Lampkin was deep in conversation with a woman Lee knew
he should recognize, but he didn’t. She wasn’t a Viper pilot; she wasn’t a
refugee from Caprica. She wasn’t important to him, those days between the end
of the worlds and the start of this one. Maybe that’s why he left, all those
years ago. Humanity deserved a blank slate, but he knew he couldn’t give it to them.
Maybe that’s why Kara left, and his father too. Some of them were just too
rooted in the old ways to give them up completely.
Other faces were new. The primitive culture he’d witnessed
when they’d landed on this rock, not quite as primitive anymore. They were
communicating, and as the wind shifted, he picked up on the curious combination
of words and clicks and sounds.
He wondered who taught them,
without Laura. He remembered the white board with the numbers written in her
careful, looping hand. If anyone had deserved a blank slate, it was her. He
shifted the threadbare pack on his shoulder and made his way down the hill,
determined to find out.
Summary: Phil is a (sleep deprived) artist, and Dan is his muse, though he doesn’t know it (yet).
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hey this fic is for @vivunt-amant because it’s her BIRTHDAY!! (move aside dan, i’ve got FRIENDS to attend to!!) honestly she’s such an amazing person, a great friend, a fantastic artist, and an always unfailing beta. i’m super grateful to have been able to become her friend, and anyone who enjoys this fic in the slightest should go follow her bc it’s thanks to melea that it’s even here (also it’s her birthday and she’s wonderful so what are you waiting for???)
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will baby butterfly end up with darker skin when she gets older?
Probably a bit, yeah. Theres only like… three baby models (pale medium and dark) and apparently those Louis genes were strong, but I’m planning on making her skin more accurate once she ages up into a toddler.
After taking some time to think on the whole Louis situation, I’ve decided what I want to do. My followers were pretty evenly split on the matter, but I personally think going with the original plan is better. Melea and Marisposa both have beautiful character designs, and I would hate to lose them. Plus I know many of you were excited for the inclusion of two Filipino characters. Beyond that, I dont think we’ve seen enough of Louis’ slut phase, and this gets us a chance to do so.
So bottom line: M’s pregnancy is out of the canon. You can make up whatever sort of explanation you want but Im personally just going to pretend it never happened.
I intervene with my god-like powers to make it like this never happened
and we go with the original plan of Melea being the mother. I dont like to contradict my game, and this would mean Mariposa might not be a toddler by the time Nova ages up, but it’s an option.
2. We roll with it, doing the same plot we had laid out before but with a different parent. I feel like this would work because M is Latinx, so the whole Mariposa=Butterfly thing is still good, but this would also mean Louis becomes a father a bit earlier than planned.
Why are you waiting until she grows into a toddler? Wouldn't it be more effective to drop her off as a baby?
I’d like to think Melea struggles with her decision to tell Louis for a while. Like… she knows shes not ready to be a mom, but she also thinks Louis isn’t ready to be a dad, and despite the fact she may come across as un-feeling, she still doesn’t want to “ruin his life” with an unplanned kid. That, plus the fact she’d probably want to stick around while Mariposa was still nursing. I just think it makes more sense this way.
I think I already have Louis' baby Mama in mind...
A few months ago (before the whole “accidental cheating” thing) my plan was to have Louis start dating someone new once he went off to college and assumed Piper had moved on from him. I had a custom sim all set up and ready but of course I had to scrap her once the story took a different turn. THEN I was going to make her one of Piper’s roommates but she really didn’t fit the whole “sorority” dynamic so I stuck her back into my personal library, hoping I might get an opportunity to use her one day….