portrait of an academic

marlowe daedalus; professor of history of magic; schedule office hours before hand

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Date: October 6th, 2018; 11:00pm Location: Marlowe’s Office Availability: Open to All

When Marlowe Daedalus was in the zone of his work all else fades away. Which was why he had scheduled his life down to the minute: class time here, office hours there, grading papers and meals combined to save time, and nights were his thesis.

Or it would have been if he had a thesis to work on.

Instead he is reading a theory on the origins of Everte Statum, a dueling spell, and hoping that a particular line or phrase would reach out and grab him as it had years ago. But he couldn’t see beyond the basic, couldn’t find it himself to have any passion about it except in the ways he could introduce it to his student in a few weeks. 

Marlowe was scribbling in the margins of the textbook when he heard the knock on his open door. “Whatever it is not now I am busy.” It was becoming to difficult to fit the notes into the thin white spaces and it was even harder to concentrate when he could feel someone hovering just outside his field of vision. Looking up he squinted above the rim of his glasses. “For Merlin’s sake wh — “ The visitor’s blurry expression became clearer as he pushed his glasses up the brim of his nose. This wasn’t about inviting him for a drink and idle conversation. “What happened?”

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Date & Time: 10 // 09 // 2018 Location: Hospital Wing // Infirmary Status: Open

Hart had been watching somewhat absently as his students stood adjacent to the brooms they’d rested neatly on the grass. It was the start of the semester and there was a fresh crop of first years who didn’t know the first thing about flight, it also meant that there was a whole crop of students that didn’t realize how potentially dangerous this branch of magic could be. Hart knew better, but his mind was elsewhere, so when one student managed onto their broom after the magic word ‘up’ had done the trick, they straddled the broom and took off with alarming speed, screaming the whole way while Hart was too slow to react in-time.

The resulting crash had put the first-year boy into the hospital wing, where Hart now stood as he waited for good news from Poppy. He stood outside the infirmary with his arms folded across his chest, he’d ended the class early to make sure the boy got the help he needed but his presence did little to make up for the feelings of regret he was carrying.

Hart spied another member of the faculty approaching and feels somewhat embarrassed, it’s not unusual for students to get injured, particularly when it comes to flying at high speeds, but still, they’re his responsibility but for him it’s easier to face this fact with humor. “Did you break one too?”

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Marlowe was barely attention to Hart hovering outside until he spoke to him. “What?” He asked, equal parts confused and annoyed at the sudden intrusion of his thoughts. But as the connection between the infirmary and Hart’s nervous hovering outside of it clicked into place he attempted to dial his tone back. “No. At least not the kind you’re thinking of.” He had learned it was never too early to reduce a student to tears as one had come to see him over a dissatisfaction with their grade last year and had clearly spent a whole summer working up the courage to tell him off only to be show down. Dealing with students was always a tightrope, wanting to make himself available to all of them and making sure they understood that he was there to help be their best, but he would not do the heavy lifting for them 

“I’m just stopping in real quick.” Marlowe said, clenching and flexing his hand at his side. “But isn’t it all par for the course with first flying lessons?  That’s how I remember it anyway.” 

The memory of his flying lesson had been eroded by time into a series of hazy images, be he was certain that one or two had gotten hurt. For all the grief Gryffindors had gotten for their need to show off the kind that had been fueled by minded ambition had proven just as reckless for the Slytherin house.

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honestly, i wasn’t planning to do this, but i woke up to a wonderful surprise in the submit box today – oftealeaves has taken the time to make an ask meme for the group, and i’m in love with it, so i had to share it with you all! reblog this meme and i’ll come running for questions about your character (most likely on my writing blog) and thanks so much, again!

arresto momentum: where or when do you feel most out of place? bombarda maxima: is the image you show the world really you? or is it a facade? both? colloportus: what would you change about your past if you could? draconifors: have you always wanted to join academia? do your doubt your decision? everte statum: how do you feel about your family? do you miss them while you are away? herbifors: are you one to move on or do you linger on tragedy? illegibilus: what is the most beautiful thing in your life? is it a person or thing? do you still have it? lumos: what’s your favorite magical creature? why? mimbewimble: who do you trust most? is it a friend? family? yourself? nox: what do you regret most? obliviate: as a teacher, you have the opportunity to shape young minds. how do you feel about that? protego horribilis: what is your favorite part of teaching? do you even like teaching? reducto: is being respected important to you? how do you earn it? specialis revelio: do you think your life has slowed down? do you want it to? tarantallegra: what advice would you give to your students?

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colorful headcanons.

( send me a copic color for a headcanon )

frost blue: does your muse enjoy the snow and cold? or are they the type to enjoy summer more?

peacock blue: is your muse honest? what sorts of lies do they tell, if not?

lapis lazuli: does your muse prefer the idea of exploring the depths of the oceans, or the boundless expanses of space more?

reddish brass: how likely is your muse to step up and take the role of a leader? are they willing to take the challenge, or are they more apt to being a follower?

burnt umber: how stable is your muse, mentally and/or emotionally?

champagne: does your muse drink (alcohol)? are they a heavy drinker, if so?

tea orange: what is something that your muse is fascinated with?

malachite: has your muse ever done anything that they winded up feeling incredibly guilty for in the end?

olive: is your muse prone to feeling envious of others? if yes, what is it that they typically feel envious over?

vermillion: is your muse courageous, or would they consider themselves to be more of a coward?

coral: what is your muse's romantic and sexual orientations?

bougainvillaea: would your muse consider themselves as blunt, or do they beat around the bush instead?

currant: what's something that absolutely disgusts your muse (can be a person, place, thing, ect)?

crimson: how passionate is your muse about the things they love most?

raspberry: what food and/or drink can your muse not get enough of? do they indulge in it often, or is it something reserved for special occasions?

baby blossoms: does your muse have a favorite scent? what is it, and why?

mallow: what sorts of things might remind your muse of those close to them? any scents, objects, sounds?

aubergine: does your muse prefer the day, or are they more of a night-owl?

acacia: how much does it take for your muse to hate someone?

cadmium yellow: what subjects or topics does your muse avoid, because they bring up harmful / painful memories?

honey: when your muse loves someone (whether it be romantic, platonic, or familial love), how do they show it?

chartreuse: if you had to describe your muse with a color, what color would it be and why?

anise: when it comes to self-care, what does your muse do to take care of themselves? do they take care to spend time on it, or do they feel they don't deserve it?

new leaf: what message would your muse send to their past self, if any?

moss: how easily does your muse adapt to any new situations they're thrust into?

silk: does your muse care about appearances much? do they spend a lot of time on their own appearance, or do they just go with the flow each day?

sanguine: does your muse typically have an optimistic, pessimistic, or some middle ground outlook on life?

atoll: if your muse could go anywhere, without any restrictions whatsoever, where would they go? why would they go there?

cool grey: if your muse could ensure one thing for certain in their future to come, what would it be?

black: does your muse have a 'bucket list?' list some things your muse wants to accomplish before they die.

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prof. marlowe daedalus | “And he applied his spirit to obscure arts.”

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Do you lose your temper easily? I don’t on the whole, but when I do, I really feel closer to God than at other times.

Franz Kafka, from a letter to Milena Jesenská written c. October 1919 (via mythaelogy)

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I felt that everything was going grey and colourless around me. I had a feeling of irreparable loss. My curiosity still found matter on which to feed but there were no more fresh and blinding revelations. And yet reality was abundantly present all around me; the mistake I made was in not attempting to penetrate it. I boxed it up in more or less outworn systems or myths. Life was moving in a circle because I was.

Simone de Beauvoir, from The Prime of Life: The Autobiography of Simone de Beauvoir; 1929-1944 (via oiseauperdu)

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It takes a lot of courage to show your dreams to someone else.

Erma Bombeck | @themotivationjournals (via wnq-writers)

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Howl’s Moving Castle, Diana Wynne Jones

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Words on words

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Dev Patel photographed by Lionel Deluy.