Academia gets criticised for being an ivory tower but tbh if I could study in a tower? With robes and candles? Sounds cool as fuck
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VALENTINES SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT!
WIZARDS! BRACE YOURSELF, FOR THIS VALENTINES DAY WE SHALL OPEN A RIFT TO THE QUESTIONABLY CANON PAST FOR THE WIZARD SEEKING WIZARD/ DUNGEONS AND DRIMBUS CROSSOVER SPECIAL! OH I CAN’T WAIT!
YOU SHALL SEE A MOMENT IN MY AND SMOOCHULON’S HISTORY, WHEN WE WERE BOTH ADJUNCTS AT A MID-TIER UNIVERSITY OF MAGIC. WE HAD TO SHARE A ROOM AND EVERYTHING, IT WAS HARROWING!
TO TELL THIS TALE, WE CHANNELED OUR SPIRITS THROUGH THE MEDIUM OF ACTUAL PLAY PODCASTING WITH THE DUNGEONS AND DRIMBUS CAST, AND THE AID OF MAX KREISKY AND JOSH RUBINO’S FLESHLY FORMS USING THE PIGSMOKE RPG RULESET! OH THE THRILLS OF MANAGED RANDOMNESS! I CRAVE IT EVEN NOW!
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A thing that bothers me about wizard schools in popular media – outside of the magic-grade-school stuff, anyway – is that they're typically depicted as being basically magic universities, but their actual curricula and pedagogical approaches look much more like those of a technical institution. Like, buddy, that's not a wizard university, that's a wizard trade school. You can't just slap university student culture on top of trade school pedagogy. It doesn't work like that – the one emerges from the other!
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“Well, technically.” She began.
“I’m also the dean, professor of Conjunctioning Spheres, Divination and History of Modern Magic.” She listed the titles on her fingers. She frowned, scrunching up her weary freckled face. “I’m also the caretaker.” She looked far too young to be any of those things, except maybe a caretaker. Junior caretaker.
“And you’re… you’re qualified for all of this?” asked the leatherclad rogue, squeaking in her far too new and far too tight armour. They had been looking for a new magician ever since their last one got done in by standing far too close to a set of very interesting runes. The rogue still had night terrors about the colour purple.
“Not at all. But I’m very good at writing academic papers. Oh, and magic missles.” Her mispronunciation of the word missiles did not, in fact, alleviate their concerns.
The former man-at-arms leaned back and pinched the bridge of their nose. “Do please explain exactly how a second term apprentice becomes the headmaster, dean, head chef, and whatnot.” They said in a sour voice. Their wine had been bad, like a bitter brick poured into a bottle. Their patience wore thin with nasally wizards at the best of times.
“Hey, I’m not head chef. I’ve got no right to that title. The others though… well, you know how regular academia can be cutthroat?” The group’s nodding prompted her to proceed. “Well, wizard academia is a blast in an enclosed space. So, all titles were instantly passed to me, the only living member of the school that could have a technical claim to them. So, when are we leaving?”
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Izuku, on the phone:…Yes?
Bakugo: Please tell me you’re not on the internet dressed like an old man wizard and stalking around the mall.
Izuku:…Not saying I am, but I am saying I was dared to do something like that.
Bakugo:
Izuku: A lady pushed me down for trying to go around the counter.
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Let's learn about Ikarus the Raven Witch!
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Window Dressing.
Double, double toil & trouble
Fire burn & cauldron bubble.
At the Society of Alchemist's, York, England.
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