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Spider-Witch!

I have seen the movie, I have loved it and I have been inspired...

Meet Spider-Witch, my Spider-Man OC! She is from the times the witch trials took place, uses mostly magic to save people and those potions on her waist are the things she uses to make her golden webs!

She is silent and intelligent but kind and caring! Of course, as a witch, people don't trust her.

Sooooo…

I have read @willowthearts’ Kunoichi fic and so far I LOVE it! It’s a bit more believable and not as OOC with the canon characters as other RC9GN I have seen. I especially love the flashbacks to First Ninja and the First Kuno cause, come on, they are awesome!

And so I thought ‘Man, it would be fun if Joan was in the story.’ although I was stumped considering there already be a Kunoichi, a very badass one at that! Then I thought ‘Why not play into more of the witch part? Joan was a witch after all before everything went to shit.

And so I have made…

The Häxa! A version of Joan who went with a more magical theme, one who is mostly the same as the Kunoichi version of herself but relying more on magic than her weapons, which she still uses. As you can see, the hat she wears has a veil that comes down and hides her face, making sure nobody is able to figure out who she is. She still has her knife shoes, war fan and her sickle with her. Her legacy is still the same as before, however, instead of a mask being passed down to different girls, it’s the hat that is passed down.

This is obviously not canon but I imagine the way Häxa would meet First Ninja and First Kuno (Miori) would be when they come across a non-Sorcerer monster who is a tad bit too strong for them to beat. Then, the silhouette of a tall, strong and rather intimidating woman would appear, striking down the beast with ease since that is her whole job. From then on, they would become allies, a bit of reluctance on Häxa’s part. Most of her interactions with the others would be strictly limited to missions until a while passes and she starts to open up. I tried to give her a '6'8 feet tall priestess with golden eye, don't touch it' kinda vibe if you know what I mean! (Basically, 'fuck around and find out!')

That’s all I have for now! I’ll come up with more stuff about Häxa soon!

Lil update! I have given Häxa a ✨companion✨

Meet Coal the Cauldron, Häxa’s sentient cauldron! It used to be a normal cauldron but a bit of magic happened and now it is alive! Häxa usually has it in a pocket in her belt due to its small size before given the necessary amount of water needed to make it grow and be able to use it for potions and such. Coal is… hyperactive, like, a lot. It likes to run around whenever Häxa puts it down and it’s hard to catch, especially when it gets its zoomies when tiny. To clarify, Coal will ONLY grow when given swamp water. It is a very picky cauldron!

You know those lil sponge pills thingy that grow and turn into dinosaurs when left in water for a bit? Technically this!

Sooooo…

I have read @willowthearts’ Kunoichi fic and so far I LOVE it! It’s a bit more believable and not as OOC with the canon characters as other RC9GN I have seen. I especially love the flashbacks to First Ninja and the First Kuno cause, come on, they are awesome!

And so I thought ‘Man, it would be fun if Joan was in the story.’ although I was stumped considering there already be a Kunoichi, a very badass one at that! Then I thought ‘Why not play into more of the witch part? Joan was a witch after all before everything went to shit.

And so I have made…

The Häxa! A version of Joan who went with a more magical theme, one who is mostly the same as the Kunoichi version of herself but relying more on magic than her weapons, which she still uses. As you can see, the hat she wears has a veil that comes down and hides her face, making sure nobody is able to figure out who she is. She still has her knife shoes, war fan and her sickle with her. Her legacy is still the same as before, however, instead of a mask being passed down to different girls, it’s the hat that is passed down.

This is obviously not canon but I imagine the way Häxa would meet First Ninja and First Kuno (Miori) would be when they come across a non-Sorcerer monster who is a tad bit too strong for them to beat. Then, the silhouette of a tall, strong and rather intimidating woman would appear, striking down the beast with ease since that is her whole job. From then on, they would become allies, a bit of reluctance on Häxa’s part. Most of her interactions with the others would be strictly limited to missions until a while passes and she starts to open up. I tried to give her a '6'8 feet tall priestess with golden eye, don't touch it' kinda vibe if you know what I mean! (Basically, 'fuck around and find out!')

That’s all I have for now! I’ll come up with more stuff about Häxa soon!

It is done!

I am not very good with interaction scenes but I thought it would be fun to see how Miori and Finja would meet Häxa!

The OG story belongs to @willowthearts, Miori’s character belongs to @fernnshxj

Häxa is my darling angy witch!

Meet…

Gin Rose, current Häxa of Norrisville!

Gin is a semi popular girl at Norrisville High, is pretty well known and is friendly with most people but is not the most talkative unless one of her interests is mentioned or if she is with her friends. An ambivert is the right word. Once she is, she talks a lot and VERY loud! She has a few close friends, two being Randy and Howard, her being the brain cell although she can be a bit of a dummy at times.

She often stays quiet and her presence is sometimes never acknowledged so people don’t notice she hearing their conversations until one of them turns to where she is or she coughs and gets their attention.

Gin is the oldest between Randy and Howard, her birthday being January 10. She dyes her hair quite often because she likes how vibrant it makes her look. She has a bit of a sweet tooth, likes to write, draw, go skating, listening to music, singing when alone and walk around while listening and singing to said music. She is kind of picky, however, some days she cannot tolerate a lot of foods and gets sick if she tries to eat even a bite, dislikes how often she realizes she is actually real, is pretty lazy and just not very productive when necessary. Procrastinating, her mortal enemy!

As Häxa, she is hyper and enthusiastic, so excited to learn about magic considering she has loved learning about it in stories. She finds chasing Coal the Cauldron a bit of a pain in the ass though. She has taken a few dance classes and incorporates dance into her fighting.

Gin is Latina, so she often cussed in both Spanish and English, is bisexual and demisexual, often carries a purse that has very strange stuff sometimes (like BBQ sauce lol-), and whined often whenever she has to do a project but usually gets As because she cares about her grades even though she rather be chilling.

With Y/N (or Audra maybe-), she be very nice, if anything a tad bit eccentric but overall a very helpful person. She is not perfect but hey, who is? At least she is willing to help out!

“And how do you plan on doing that?”

-First Häxa to Finja and First Kuno when they come up with an extremely elaborate plan.

@asexual-angsty-writer, you bitch, how dare you make such a masterpiece! I cry, she looks so awesome!!

what’s joan’s civilian life like?? (both regularly and häxa) and her ref if u don’t mind…….def not planing things :3c

Okay, first things first, first question about Joan, holy shit!!

Ahem, anyway, lil bit of backstory, before the whole Bishop thing (Häxa Joan’s life be almost the same as Kuno Joan’s honestly-) and her sisters dying, back in Sweden, Joan used to be a pretty active member in the town she and her sisters lived in. She was still pretty temperamental but fair and collected most of the time. She sometimes trained people who wanted to learn how to protect the town and she did damn well doing so! She helped out often with chores like carrying heavy stuff since she is the most physically strongest of the sisterhood, get things from high places cause she tall (lol-) and often went to grab ingredients that her sisters needed for potions and stuff. She also took care of kids even if she wasn’t the most fond, they were better than some travelers she had to deal with. Her life was mostly calm until that day with the Old Faith.

Post-Bishop times, Häxa rarely takes off her hat, afraid that if she lets her guard down, someone will get hurt. Months, maybe even years pass and she is still wearing the identity of Häxa every day. She is still grieving and is angry at herself for not saving her sisters so you may always see the golden cat-like slit glowing in the dark due to said rage. So, as Häxa, she is just a very angry lady who almost forgets who she is outside the hat and forgets that sleep is needed. However, once meeting First Ninja and Miori and starting to cope with the loss of her sisters after years of grieving, she starts going out as a civilian more, not often, but at least sometimes, she spends more time in her hut. She is cold and more temperamental than before, the littlest things can set her off but she trying to work on that. One thing is for sure, she makes sure never to blow up at a child. Never to a child, they don’t know any better…

Also, she probably got into a pub fight after someone wanting a fight broke a bottle of sake on her head. Didn’t really hurt due to Häxa magic and stuff but she was PISSED!

Here the refs and a drawing close up of Joan, she so tired and mad lol-

800 Years ago, there reigned beasts of immense power: The Bishops

Meet War, the eldest and wisest of the five Bishops. They were a war lord that killed those in their past without hesitation, only having the most skillful of soldiers in their army. Their fangs carried venom that could either leave people in immense agony, making them wish for death or just full on kill them. They were killed by Alma, who died with them.

Meet Pestilence, the most vain and ‘beautiful’ of the five Bishops. She used to be an eccentric lord, one who pushed her followers to bring her the most beautiful of gems and ores, punishing those who brought scraps by making them ill. Her tentacles could squeeze someone so hard, their bones would break and their lungs would collapse. She was killed by Lily.

Meet Famine, the most aggressive and gluttonous of the five Bishops. A lord that loved to eat, she ordered to be brought only the best of foods to date her insatiable appetite. Often exploding at everyone, including her fellow Bishops, she had violent tendencies and brought much destruction. She was killed by Lily, barely.

Meet Chaos, the youngest and most cocky of the five Bishops. Loving the sight of chaos and destruction, she made sure to bring discord to many villages and pillaged anything that came across her path. She was the one to kill Lily and the one to leave that nasty scar on Joan’s face. She was killed by Joan afterwards.

Finally, meet Death, the most dangerous and sadistic of the five Bishops. Death appeared to be the one most connected to the mortal realm, to mortal feelings and morals, often manipulating others to get her way. Her sadistic ways brought pain and suffering to even her own followers and was the last of the Bishops standing. She was killed by Joan Häxa.

-Look closely. Do any of them seem familiar…?-

I wanted to finish this lil comic sooner but I have not been feeling motivated to finish it lately and I really wanted to show it off so have this! Maybe I’ll draw it digitally and color it in the future, idk but I am quite proud how it turned out even as a WIP.

Blue Kunoichi (aka Miori) belongs to my mutual @fernnshxj

REVERSE AU!!

So like, seeing @fernnshxj’s Reverse AU Miori made me dig through my stuff to find an old concept of Joan if she was in the 21st century and I present you

Joan, or Jenny, you may call her whatever! She is a smart student with some rather extreme anger issues due to her parents (completely overbearing, controlling parents soooooo-) and due to said issues, she doesn’t have many friends. She tries her best to stay calm but has a hard time doing so, only having her sisters for support. She often gets into fights and gets hurt in the process. Regardless, she is crazy good at making deals and intimidating those around her, including making people cry by pointing out flaws and mistakes they make in the worst way possible.

She is referred to be a mean girl but really, she just doesn’t know how to socialize or be nice to others aside from her sisters. (She would be kinda jelly of Miori but not dislike her). Has two sisters, one two grades older and the other two grades younger.

As the Häxa, she takes out her rage on the robots and monsters she faces, using her knife shoes to stab through them. She was rather giddy when she saw them. She is supposed to be a mediator to Kuno and Ninja, but like, she sucks and is always the one yelling the loudest because goddamn, these guys just can’t stop arguing! Would curse like a sailor and flip off anyone that annoys her. Would jump at someone if they annoyed her enough and her teammates would have to restrain her. It would happen too often for their liking.

• Has a bit of a sweet tooth

• Took ballet when she was younger

• Her older sister can see ✨ghosts✨

• Favorite flower be moonflower (obvi)

• Doesn’t show it but is pretty self conscious of how she looks

• Wishes to become a businesswoman

• Hates having long hair but would be scolded by her parents if she cut it and she wants to avoid listening to them

• Will get sick in her time in Norrisville high

• Likes sneks

• Would tense up and probably cry if someone hugged her

(Aaaaand das all for right now! Hope you enjoyed this lol)

I wanted to finish this lil comic sooner but I have not been feeling motivated to finish it lately and I really wanted to show it off so have this! Maybe I’ll draw it digitally and color it in the future, idk but I am quite proud how it turned out even as a WIP.

Blue Kunoichi (aka Miori) belongs to my mutual @fernnshxj

And if I get the motivation before the results, I will probably finish one or more of the wips so it may be a MULTI-POST DAY

The Teacher at Forks High School

My heels click on the linoleum floor as I walk through the halls, lesson plans in hand.

"Ms. Duskbloom!" An off-pitch voice rang off the lockers lining the walls, the sound of rubber squeaking on wet floor.

"I have no idea how you are walking around in those shoes! With the rain and the wet floors! How do you do it?!" The choir teacher, Mrs. de la Rouche, wraps her cardigan tighter around her midsection. She looks almost expectant for an answer.

"Well... lots of practice." I let my old UK accent slip a little.

"Oh! I almost forgot! You sound so... American!" She gives a small shrug with a smile still plastered on her wrinkled face. "Well!" Her smile drops, "I do have to go prepare the classroom for the students. Talk to you later!" The older woman in her not-so-sneaky sneakers squeaked back to her classroom, shutting the door behind her.

A sigh of relief leaves me. It is almost suffocating to talk to her. She never seems to have anything nice to say... anything actually nice that has no underlying tone of condescension. I approach my classroom and swing the door open. The lingering scent of incense permeates the air, mixing with the petrichor in a dance.

I swing open the windows, and light some incense in the windowsill of the room. I sit at my desk and check the time. 7:13am. 47 minutes until class. I brush up on my lesson plans for religious studies. Periods 1 and 3 are studying post-theistic and naturalistic religion, periods 2 and 4 are studying ancient religions, and periods 5-6 are doing a creative writing piece based on the song In The Flood by Oleska Lozowchuk and Ariana Gillis. No worries about 7th period. Maybe I'll bring out some Fleetwood Mac or Stevie Nicks... I did love Practical Magic. Oh, but lo-fi is very popular... maybe I will find a playlist of lo-fi.

Now, to put together the final bits. Just need to edit the final posts for the online chats and post them, get the homework printed off, and finish the slides...

I sigh and leave my seat at the front of the class. I need a coffee... or a tea. Tea sounds nice. I grab the mug I leave in the classroom and heat up the kettle. I grab my sugar and milk from the mini fridge that's hidden under the counter. I grab my favorite tea from the cupboard and add the leaves to the mug before pouring the steaming water over them. I add the milk and sugar when the water seems to be an acceptable height and stir it while I mosey over back to my desk, tea materials put away. I sit and take a sip of my drink before I set it down, the spoon still stirring it, almost as if it remembers my movements.

First step, send the homework to be printed off. It's going to take a while. May as well get started on putting on the finishing touches of the slides. Remember the slides describing the classes... the slide describing the grading system... slide for classroom rules. Fantastic. I check on the homework printing process and it seems almost done, so I get up and grab my tea for the walk to the copy room. I stir my tea while I walk to the copy room, manila folder tight under my arm.

I take a sip as I walk in, lowering the cup and looking at the number of copies. I neatly shuffle the stack to fit into the folder and grab the folder & cup with my now still spoon. My heels click as I hurry back to the classroom, 2 of the 3 tasks done. I set the homework down on my desk and check the time. 7:48. 12 minutes till class. Twelve minutes until the first class of the year. I only need to edit the online post... I quickly get to work finishing the last edits of the online post. I finish the edits and quickly post it to the classroom board. I sit back in my chair, and take the last sip of my tea.

Right as the bell rings.

And about a dozen kids come flooding in.

"I know my seating chart is unorthodox, but I prefer to learn when I am comfortable. Take a seat wherever you like, but I will change you on a need-by-need basis so sit next to people you will actually work with." I gesture to the loveseats, couches, and chairs surrounding little coffee tables, about 5 to every table.

The teens filter in and find their seats.

"We are going to wait a few minutes before class starts, just for the few remaining stragglers to walk in." I go through the students and set my mug down in the sink.

I go to the incense holder and light a stick of lavender incense. "You are welcome to do whatever you like in this time, but no leaving unless you need to use the restroom. Then please grab a pass on the way out." I gesture to the passes dangling by the door.

I check the time, about 8:06. "Okay, class!" I get off my chair and sit on the stool in the presenting space, crossing my legs. "My name is Ms. Duskbloom or Twyla. I live on the outskirts of town, but I will answer emails efficiently because I have nothing else to do." A few students laugh as I click a button on the remote that triggers the projector in the room and start the slideshow.

"Now, we have a few universal rules for whatever class of mine you take. I don't like rules so there are not many," I click to the next slide. "1. If you have to go to the bathroom, feel free. Just take a hall pass. We have a few teachers that are a little... stringent on that. I personally don't care." I look at everyone just to make sure they understood. "2. Do not distract your peers. You can listen to music, do things for different classes, take a nap, I don't particularly care. Just don't distract your peers. 3. We will be having hot drinks available around the winter months. If you want to have a drink, leave a mug or cup you are okay with leaving at school. Any questions?"

I glance out at the class and wait. One student slowly raises their hand. "Yes, Mr...?"

"Eric. Eric Yorkie. Why do we not have to ask to go to the bathroom?" He leans forward, elbows on his knees. The notebook in front of him already has notes. These are only the rules...

"Mr. Yorkie, it's disruptive to the environment of the classroom if every time someone had to go to the restroom, they asked. You are all in high school. I trust you enough to know yourselves best. If this rule is abused, I will have you ask. This also applies to another topic that I did not include in the rules. If you have a family emergency, or you need to take a call for whatever reason, feel free to step out and take the call or deal with your business. You determine your learning in my class." I look out at all of the students. "Also, this is the one day I take attendance. After that, I will mark everyone as here unless you give me notice before leaving and then it will be an excused absence, and therefore not affect your record. There are no unexcused absences or tardies in my class. You either are here, marked as here, or excused to be absent."

Another boy shot his hand up. As I made eye contact with the young man, he took his hand down. "So you said we could do anything as long as we don't disturb our peers..." I raise my eyebrow. Bold... didn't even get acknowledged before speaking... "And that we get hot cocoa and hot drinks during winter..." He had a sheepish smile.

"I did." My eyebrow rises on my face, as the tension seems to grow.

"Does this mean we can eat in class?" He finishes, shrugging. He looks at Mike Newton, looking for support. Mr. Newton seemed to agree with his friend's sentiment and tried to get all of the students to agree.

"What is your name?"

"Tyler."

"Last name... Crowley?" I check the attendance sheet, "I know another man by the name of Crowley. A chivalrous fellow... Mr. Crowley-"

"Tyler."

"Mr. Crowley." I subtly cast a spell to show him I am the dominant in the classroom. "As long as you have enough to share, or you are good at hiding your food, you may eat. If you leave a mess, you clean it up. If you don't clean it, you don't eat in here. Understood?"

He nods his head and sits back in the chair. "Good. Last question. Can't stay on this slide all day."

A girl's hand rises into the air.

"Yes, Ms...?"

"Weber, ma'am. Angela Weber."

"Not old enough to be a ma'am yet, Ms. Weber. What is your question?"

"What does homework look like?"

"What a perfect segway into the next topic. Now this is also universal for all of my classes." I click to the next slide. "Homework. It is literally impossible to fail this class. We have 3 different methods. In-class participation. Pretty self-explanatory. Homework, also self-explanatory. Online discussions. Now, I understand that most of the teachers here do not use online platforms, but I do. If that bothers you, that is okay. You don't have to do them. Grading is based off of what you choose to do for homework. In-class participation counts for 50 percent of your grade. As does homework. And the online discussions, should you choose to participate, is also 50 percent of your grade." A few students jaws dropped. This is a foreign concept, it seems. To have a teacher who wants you succeed.

I drop the gentle smile that has been lingering on my face and stand up, "Every test you take is extra credit. Every bit of homework over the amount to reach an A in this class is extra credit. I am here to make sure that you are able to graduate without experiencing severe burnout or having to scramble to finish the class. I am your teacher. I am here to help. Also, I have a study period for seventh period. It is a free-range deal. If you need to attend the study hall to catch up with a class, I can write you a note, but you do have to tell me. If you don't have anything to do for 7th period and you want to hang out here, you are free to." I scan the group of children that seem as though I have dropped the world at their feet, and they are scrambling to make sense of it.

This is what I am supposed to do. Help them excel. Help them with their world.

"Any questions?" I sit back on the stool, crossing my ankles this time.

A few students shook their heads, just grateful to have this grading system.

2 hands raised, one after the other. "First hand up, what is your name?"

"Edward Cullen."

"Mr. Cullen, what is your question?"

"No other teacher grades like this. Why do you?"

"I find that this system allows for multiple paths to success, and as my entire job is to facilitate your successes and strengthen all of you, this is the most effective way to help. People eventually lose motivation when they stay at the bottom for so long. I don't want anyone left to be a bottom-feeder. Every single person has potential. Sometimes, we just need help with it. Second hand up, what is your name?" I turn to face the woman on the chair next to the table that held Edward but did hold Angela and their group of friends.

"Bella Swan."

"Ms. Swan, what is your question?"

"All tests are standard for school curriculum to judge where we are at in the class. Why do they count as extra credit?"

"Because I hate tests. Third hand!" I stare at the blonde woman in class, sitting with Edward Cullen.

"Rosalie Cullen."

"Ms. Cullen, what is your question?"

"Based on what you said, it is possible for us to get more than 150% in this class. Why make it so easy?"

I smile softly, "I didn't like talking when I went to class, and I got lots of failing grades because I didn't communicate during class discussions. Also, life happens, and it can hold you back or feel like it is. My job is to help you, not put more weight on your shoulders. Should you choose to go for more than 100%, good for you. Personally, I do not care. It is up to you."

"No more questions. This is class-specific stuff now. You are my post-theistic and naturalistic religions. Does anyone know any religions of the like?"

Angela's hand raises. "Ms. Weber?"

"Native American religion?"

"Like our own Quiluette tribe here in Forks, well done. That is ancestral veneration and respect for the natural environment around them. That is a form of naturalistic religion. Are there any others?" My gaze flits across the room, skimming over the students.

"Christianity?" Tylers hand rose, but answered without me calling on him.

"Mr. Crowley, you have begun one of the most interesting conversations of my entire teaching career. Do you know what a monotheistic religion is?" I lean forward, my tea in my hands. I had gotten up and made a new one, the old one cold.

"No..."

"Ms. Weber! What is a monotheistic religion?"

"A religion that celebrates one god as that religions one and only god. Christianity refers to God with a capital and as the 'one and only true god'."

"Thank you, Ms. Weber. Mr. Crowley, come find me after class." I press the button for us to go to the next slide.

"Post-theistic religions are religions thought to be the end to monotheistic religions or religions with no higher being. Islam is an example of a post-theistic religion that is thought to become greater than Christianity. Buddhism is a post-theistic religion that does not have a higher power but believes in spiritual enlightment to become a better person. We will touch on this for about a third of the year.

Naturalistic religions! Examples?"

Bella raises her hand shyly, as if she's hoping to hide.

"Native American?"

"That is not a religion. That is a culture and a race, but good guess. Their religion is called Ancestral Veneration! Anyone else?"

Another childs hand rose, "What is your name?"

"Charlie. Charlie Smith."

"Ms. Smith. What is your answer?"

"Paganism?"

"Yes! We have naturalist pagans! Paganism is a broad umbrella term that is frequently used to describe a religion as one that does not uphold the Abrahamic, Judeo-Christian God. Under that umbrella are naturalist pagans, or druids. Typically people who venerate nature instead of the Abrahamic God.” And they are saved by the bell.

“We have a reading on different religions and how they compare to others! Please grab it on the way out!” I turn to Tyler as he is about to leave, “And Mr. Crowley, your attempts at sneaking out of this class are abysmal. Sit, please and thank you.”

He sits, looking nervous, “Now, you aren’t in trouble. I would just like to know if you understand the differences between ‘monotheism’ and ‘polytheism’?”

“Not really…”

I smile, “That’s what I’m here for. If you don’t understand something, can you please write it down, and then talk to me after class or during study period so we can get it figured out. Your classmates love the energy you bring to class. You seem like a good kid. But I can only help if you let me.”

“Ok… Thanks, Twyla.”

“Anytime, Tyler. Now get out of here. You have another class, yes?” I start writing up a note excusing his late arrival, stating that I had held him back for some help.

“Yes.”

“Amazing. Here is a note excusing your tardiness to the other class. I shall see you next time.” I hand him the note.

“Yeah. See you next time.”

More children start flooding in for second period as Tyler Crowley leaves my classroom.

Well… they never said it would be easy.

Author’s Cup of Tea:

TWO POSTS IN ONE DAY? HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE? I tell you how! I…. Prepared…. IN ADVANCE! I had some extra time and a want to finish at least this WIP so I did! Also, I got to talking about how Twilight is basically a horror movie in Charlie’s perspective and that gave me the reminder of this aha..haha…. I am so sorry.