#makoto bosteau

[duckybeth99]

I forgot to share this, it’s my latest fic! fair warning it’s really long (I normally write on the notes on my phone and I put it through google docs to see how long it is. it’s 27 pages lmao) but it’s got plot elements needed for future fics and also Just Something I Been Workin On For A While so here we go

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inktober 2019: days 21-29

day 21 features @artiesrandomthoughts ‘s Dagan, 22 is @clarabellumsart ‘s John when he was a ghost, 23 is clara’s Makoto, 25 is @ambrosisatrocious ‘s Charlie (new mod and character!), 27 is Clara’s Adam, 28 is @mute-mod ‘s Mute and Liley (also new mod and characters!)

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movie poster for Welcome to Riverview (2019)

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((10 for all four? :)c ))

10. Do they like children? Do children like them? Do they have or want any children? What would they be like as a parent? Or as a godparent/babysitter/ect?

(John) John... loves kids. You talk to him and he seems like the kind of guy that wouldn’t? he’s got a lot going on, he’s very professional (around people that don’t know him), he seems pretty strict with johnny. but he adores kids. i mean he adopts everyone in canon so like,

(Johnny) johnny my good good boy also loves kids. i think all the bosteaus love kids. johnny can feel free and energetic and playful around kids. he’s constantly taking moirin’s kids outside to play or just having conversations with them, helping with homework, getting involved in stuff they’re into. he knows sophia the first lore, man, he’s all about plants and stuff now. i think he’ll try to bring flynn a new plant for surprise all the time, help him plant it. he loves kids and honestly i think he’s at moirin’s house the most out of all the bosteaus. geez uhhhh he definitely wants kids in the future like, he’d probably be the same now as he will be as a parent. he’s.. probably going to be overprotective. oh, the irony

(Makoto) makoto LOVES being a mom. she missed so much of it that she dove head first into parenting when she came back and honestly there’s nothing she loves more than being a mom. she can restrain herself, she knows johnny doesn’t want her to be overbearing, and she’s very sweet and quiet around kids. i think she’s not the best with kids? but she wants to be

(Adam) Adam........... also loves children lmao. he’s a parent that is terrible with boundaries in the sense that he does not. tell kids no. constantly cooking sweets or giving them candy or letting them watch whatever on tv. and its not neglectful he just. can’t stand to tell a kid no

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@legalizingeverything liked for a starter!

Sometimes, Makoto really dislikes potion making. The results can be phenomenal in the benefits they give—most often they’re healing benefits, though the occasional immunity to the affects of sleep, or an ability to turn invisible for a short period of time can be rather useful. But often, the work required for these things isn’t orth the payoff.

Today, she’s wandering the woods for ingredients of a potion that will help her with a few old scrolls she’s had no luck with. The potion will allow her to translate the old language on the spot—but it takes weeks to prepare, and incredibly rare ingredients. Luckily, with the unusual environment around the old farmhouse, she’s been able to find quite a few by the riverbank.

She returns to the farmhouse with a basket full of unusual mushrooms and an odd variety of strangely-colored mosses in vials, And is surprised to see a young girl approaching the porch of the house. It’s not often the Bosteaus receive visitors, so Makoto is rightfully weary.

“Young lady, you lost?” Makoto calls as she approaches. “You’re an awful long way from the city.”

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ɴᴀᴍᴇ: Princess Bethany Arazel Collins

ᴀʟɪᴀs (ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇs): Beth, Princess, Princess Beth, Her/Your Highness, Snowflake

ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: She, her

ᴀɢᴇ: 18

ᴅᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ ʙɪʀᴛʜ: September 9th, 1999

sᴘᴏᴋᴇɴ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇs: English

ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Princess of Hell

ᴄʀɪᴍɪɴᴀʟ ʀᴇᴄᴏʀᴅ: Murder (caused by lack of control of powers, borders on unintentional but motivated by emotions)

ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ: Brown

ʜᴀɪʀ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ: Dark brown

ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 5′4”

sᴄᴀʀs: Faint scars on wrists and arms.

ʙᴜʀɴs: None

ᴏᴠᴇʀᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ: No

ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ: Technically not (was when died, now weightless)

ғᴏᴏᴅ: Anything chocolate

ʜᴀᴅ sᴇx: Yes

ʜᴀᴅ sᴇx ɪɴ ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ: No

ɢᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴘʀᴇɢɴᴀɴᴛ: No

ᴋɪssᴇᴅ ᴀ ʙᴏʏ: Yes

ᴋɪssᴇᴅ ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ: Yes

ɢᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴛᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏs: No

ɢᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄɪɴɢs: Yes

sᴍᴏᴋᴇᴅ/ᴅʀᴀɴᴋ/ᴅᴏɴᴇ ᴅʀᴜɢs: Done first two briefly.

ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ: Yes

ʙᴇᴇɴ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ: Yes

ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ sᴜʀɢᴇʀʏ: Yes

sᴛᴀʏᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ 24 ʜᴏᴜʀs: Yes

ᴀ ᴠɪʀɢɪɴ: No

ᴀ ᴄᴜᴅᴅʟᴇʀ: Yes

ᴀ ᴋɪssᴇʀ: Yes

sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴇᴀsɪʟʏ: Yes

ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜs ᴇᴀsɪʟʏ: Yes

ᴛʀᴜsᴛᴡᴏʀᴛʜʏ: Yes

sɪɴɢʟᴇ: No

ᴄᴏɴsɪᴅᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴍᴇᴀɴ: Occasionally (mainly when teasing goes too far)

ʜᴀʀᴍᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍsᴇʟᴠᴇs: Yes

ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴏғ sᴜɪᴄɪᴅᴇ: Yes

ᴀᴛᴛᴇᴍᴘᴛᴇᴅ sᴜɪᴄɪᴅᴇ: Yes

ғᴇᴀʀs: Lack of control, being alone, her powers, her birth father/him coming back

sɪʙʟɪɴɢs: Johnny

ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs: Neva and Merhib (biological), John, Makoto, and Adam (adoptive)

ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ: None

ᴘᴇᴛ(s): Bloodhound (Indiana)

Tagged by: @bosteau-and-bosteau

Tagging: I’m actually gonna tag myself so later on I’ll do this for all the main characters on this blog lol cuz I don’t. have anyone else to tag lmao @beththeghost

[bethanygabrielleart]

instead of doing the typical inktober, I’m just doing characters from welcome to riverview either doing/showing their “monster” sides or are villains! to catch up, here’s demon beth, Makoto, and Adam

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happy pride from welcome to Riverview!! I finished it on my plane today before I’m going on vacation. so here’s everyone at a little picnic or smthn! also I decided that even when Beth, Alex, and Esther are all wearing makeup they still glow a little under it; sometimes they can control it sometimes they can’t. and while they are out in public so have to look normal, they’re around friends so it’s aight happy pride we have a lot of bisexuals in this party

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drawings I did in @genjis-girlfriend’s sketchbook when we saw each other at the beginning of my vacation! I didn’t realize how light I drew until then

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so short while back @genjis-girlfriend asked me to pick five prompts from the last sentence starter I reblogged aaaaand I actually did a couple more which is why it took so long so here we go!!

John and Johnny - “How do I look?”

“Fantastic,” John beamed. Johnny rolled his eyes with a smile and went back to the mirror in the hallway, fixing his graduation cap in his hair. John quickly intervened, fiddling with it himself. He moved the tassel to the correct side.

“Pops, I can dress myself,” Johnny smirked. John proudly placed his hands on his son’s shoulders. He gave them a squeeze and smiled at the reflection.

“My little boy,” John murmured, his voice tight. “Your mother would be so proud of you.” Johnny went quiet for a moment and stared at their reflections with a small smile. His dad told him how much he looked like her often. He moved from the mirror, shaking his head with a teasing smirk.

“Dad, I haven’t even officially graduated yet, and you’re already getting the waterworks,” he said. John readjusted his own clothes in the mirror and quickly brushed his fingers under his eyes to wipe whatever stray tears were starting to form and leak. “It’s not like I’m the first one in the family to graduate high school.”

“No,” John pinched his son’s soft freckled cheek with a smile, “but you are my little boy all grown up. All ready to start school in August, at my school!”

“Dad,” Johnny groans again. “Come on, can we skip all this? I don’t want to be late.”

“One picture? Please?”

“I promised to take some with Marianna, Harry, and some of the guys from the team after! You can get them then, Dad, we gotta go!!”

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Ghostmo friendship - “You deserve better.”

Moirin gave a sad smile and sniffle, brushing her hand under her eye to wipe away her tears. She gave a soft yet tight laugh. John looked down at her sympathetically and scooted closer to her.

“I just thought,” she whispered, “that he loves me. Really. Truly. And I find out that even before he threatened me, he did so much behind my back. Lying to me, tricking me, cheating on me with Merhib, of all people. Maybe everything was there and I just didn’t want to see.” John shook his head and wrapped an arm around her comfortingly. She sniffled and rested her head against his shoulder.

“It says nothing about you,” John said. “Merhib’s always been our to manipulate all of us. Hurt all of us. Dagan was selfish. All you ever did, was show him love. The same love you show to everyone else. It wasn’t your fault he took it and used it, and it wasn’t your fault that he didn’t deserve it. It was his.” Moirin sucked in a breath and held back crying. John turned her in his arms, holding her in a hug and allowing her to hide in his chest and cry.

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John and Beth - “You’re family.”

Beth looked up at John, almost in disbelief. But she shakes her head and lowers her gaze, rubbing her tan fingers against each other.

“As much as it would be nice to think that,” she murmured, “I know it’s not true. I mean, I’ve got my mom. It’s been just us our whole life. I can’t abandon her, a-and I appreciate everything, but.. but she is my mom, Doc. I can’t leave or change that.”

Beth slid off the guest bed, “I should get home. I have to be there before she is, remember?”

“Beth,” John stood from the bed, “what if... what if you didn’t have to?” Beth stopped and looked at her friend. She gave a sad smile and shook her head.

“I have to,” she gave a weak chuckle. “That’s just the way it is. My mom will freak out if I’m not there, and then she’ll—she’ll...” Beth cut herself off, and the way she does so tells John everything. So many little things about the girl tell him everything, all the things he’s sure were true anyway. Though he considered himself a smart man, he knows he doesn’t have to be to see behind Beth’s words. John sighed and set his hands on his knees before weakly pushing himself up.

“Alright then,” he said, “let’s get you home then. Better hurry before the traffic gets bad.” John leads her out the house and back to his truck, her backpack full of her clothes with her. Once he dropped her off, John found himself turning the radio off and thinking in the quiet to himself.

She wouldn’t believe they were family unless they were by blood.

Or by law.

He acted enough as a father to her. Why not fight for custody? Save the poor girl from the monster of a mother she had. Truly make her family.

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Ghostmo pirate au - “I’m worried about you.”

Moirin gave a proud smile at John, “You don’t have to! I’ve been a pirate captain for years, dear. I know what I’m doing.”

John sighed, holding hands with his wife, “I want to know you’re safe—“

“I’m very skilled!”

“—well protected—“

“I have an entire crew on my side!”

“Moirin, please,” and he held Moirin’s shoulders. The way he grips her made her fall quiet. “I... yes, I know you can do all these things, you have people on your side. But I... I... I-I just got you back. I don’t want to lose you again.” Moirin’s look softened. She touched John’s cheek comfortingly, pressing a soft kiss to him.

“You won’t lose me again, John,” Moirin smiled up at her husband, this time more sincere, more loving. “I promise you that. It isn’t the same as it was before. We have people to rely on, protect each other, and if it would make you feel better, you can always join me.” John felt his face blanch.

“M-me?” he squeaked. Moirin nodded eagerly. “A-aboard your ship?! With all the other pirates—no, no, I have to care for Lady Beth—“

“Bring her along!” Moirin chuckled. “Her and Johnny. It’ll be a learning and bonding experience for everyone.” John looked even more nervous than before. Moirin gave a smile and kissed his cheek. “Oh, honey... nothing I say will ever make you stop worrying, will it?”

John let out a wheeze, “Consider it just my nature, dear.”

—

Electric dreams - “You’re the only person I wanted to be with tonight.”

Esther’s cheeks turned violet as she blushed, but a timid smile creased against her lilac face. Johnny held out his hand for his girlfriend, who shyly took it. With a smile, Johnny pulled out his phone and pressed play on a song. He set it down on the grass of the hill and lead Esther in a dance, beaming the whole time.

“This is like when we first danced at Beth’s birthday,” Esther smiled. Johnny snorted.

“Yeah,” he smirked, “except your dad isn’t breathing down my neck and we aren’t in a stuffy ballroom or being watched by all those fancy elite UpSideDowners.” Esther giggled.

“No, we aren’t,” Esther rested her head on Johnny’s shoulder. He looked down the hill. As the song ended, he sat down on the grass, an arm around Esther as she continued to lean against him.

“Down there’s my old high school,” he said. “My senior year, I was crowned prom king.” Esther gasped and lifted her head, staring in awe at Johnny.

“So you are royalty!” she blinked, “Just like your sister!” Johnny snorted as he attempted and failed at holding back a laugh.

“Not exactly,” he scratched the back of his head. “It was a... modern American high school thing, y’know? Girls ready to pull each other’s hair out to be picked as prom queen, guys who don’t really care but are roped in by their girlfriends. The, uh... the district wasn’t ready for two kings yet, so it was just me, not my boyfriend. Some other chick got to be prom queen. But to compensate, they didn’t make me dance with her. See, prom court is supposed to lead like the last slow dance. But they let me lead with Harry and she lead with whatever temporary guy she was with. And then I just got a bunch of pictures taken and even more girls both angry at me and wanting to take pictures with me. It was a weird night. But it was a one night thing. No real royalty.” Esther listened to Johnny with keen interest. She smiled at him and kissed his cheek.

“To me,” she murmured, “you’re a brave king in your own right.”

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Johnny and Marianna - “That’s new.”

Johnny gave a little shrug, closing his fist to stop his electricity. He opened his hand again, now devoid of magic and smirked as Marianna snatched his wrist, looking his hand over.

“It’s not actually that new,” he said. Marianna looked up from his hand and back at his face. “I’ve had these powers since I was a baby.”

“I thought you were human,” Marianna raised a brow suspiciously. Johnny nodded.

“I am,” he laughed, “don’t worry about that part. It’s not changing any time soon. But I wasn’t born with the powers, is what I’m saying. Let’s just say it was a... freak accident.” Marianna frowned at him.

“You know,” she huffed, “I didn’t get dragged into this for the spoiler-free version of magic and your real life. I want details. Full and all.” Johnny rolled his eyes with a smirk and laid back in the grass of the Wilson backyard. He stared up at the clouds for a moment as Marianna laid down parallel to him.

“It’s a long story,” he rested his hands behind his head. “You sure you’re up for it?” Marianna nodded.

“You know me,” she smiled, “I’m always up for a good story.”

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Adam and Makoto - “I won’t let anything bad happen to you.”

Makoto sighed as Adam bandaged up one of her recent injuries. Still new to the Realm, they had to help each other to survive. Both had their own benefits—Adam didn’t have to worry too much about the toxins, he could stalk animals for food better than Makoto. But Makoto could go out in the daytime to gather supplies Adam couldn’t.

Makoto lifted her tired eyes to look up at the vampire, “The worst has already happened to me.” Adam finished bandaging her would and sat back, looking at his handiwork. Makoto looked at it sadly and murmured a thank you.

“You know,” Adam began, “you don’t have to wallow in sadness forever.”

“You don’t understand,” Makoto whispered, hugging herself. “I lost my husband. My daughter. In one moment, I lost everything. My parents, my friends, everyone I ever cared about or love.” Adam stared for a long moment at the woman.

“And that’s why I won’t let anything else bad happen to you,” he said, relaxing beside Makoto. She looked up at him and raised a brow. “Look, I’ve been here for ages. You don’t think I haven’t lost people either, do you?” Makoto didn’t say anything. “So that’s why I won’t let anything else bad happen to you. Alright?” She didn’t say anything for a moment. Adam playfully shoved her arm. “Come on. Speak up. Saaaaay something, Koko.” Makoto looked up at Adam. She gave a sniffled smile and brushed her hand under her eye.

“I... I like that nickname,” she said. “My husband called me that at times. It’s... nice to hear it again.” Adam gave a small smile.

“Alright then, Koko.”

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uhhh these r thumbnails and I’m not sure they’ll go past this point but not Howdy. @artiesrandomthoughts ended an otherwise happy ficlet about Adam and John with ‘cruel cruel fate’ and boy if that don’t describe this sad little family

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cringe culture is over, here’s all my ocs as furries

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((Makoto as a mermaid! :)c ))

this got a Lot larger than i was intending and i didnt look up any kind of reference but here you go anyways

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Interactions 83 John and Makoto!

this one was so sweet and fun to draw jdfkbgksdjgs

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most of my day went to training the new receptionist and,, teaching her how to use a computer, so I didn’t get to set up my cintiq lmao here’s a bunch drawings of makoto through time, I decided she’s got kind of a hime hairstyle? that she lobbed off after the big experiment lol

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also I drew These Guys at work today