Could you by any chance write a short thing on how mentor finally deemed his apprentice “ready” after years of training. Only for apprentice to figure out the mentors secret is that they’re a vampire– mentor then turns apprentice into a vampire as well?
(Sorry, I’m not sure how these submitting a prompts usually work ^^; )) @not-amber-schmidt _____
I’m assuming you’re talking about one of my concepts, but sure I can write that up.
So submissions are for if you just have an idea you want to share and for me to comment on and share. If you send it as an ask, I will write a snippet on that request, but I don’t for submissions. In this case, you clearly want me to write it up, so I will, but yeah, that’s the difference. Hope that makes sense.
CONTAINS: Blood, blood-drinking and being forced to drink blood.
Hero had been training with Mentor for so long now they forgot when they’d really started. They wanted to be just like Mentor, that was their motivation, and they were getting stronger, faster, better. Hero felt as if they were at perfect health, peak condition, and ready to take on the world. Mentor had always been an enigma to Hero, someone they wished they understood better. Hero felt like they’d been getting closer to each other, and life was good, happy, it meant something.
So training that night, as they did every night was enjoyable. Mentor always won, granted, but it was getting harder and harder for them to win. It was a good goal to work towards, to beat Mentor in a fight. They worked hard to try.
Hero ducked under a knife swing, but Mentor brought it back up a little too fast, faster than Hero could reach, and the knife nicked Hero’s shoulder. Mentor disengaged when they saw it was a long cut, even if it was shallow. Hero hissed and went to find the first aid kit. When they were facing away from Mentor, Mentor licked the blood off the knife and shuddered. “You’re ready,” they called out. “For what?” Hero scoffed.
Before Hero could even acknowledge what happened, Mentor pounced on them from behind, pinning them down. Hero barely managed to wrestle their way onto their back so they were looking up at Mentor.“You want to follow in my footsteps, don’t you?” Mentor smirked.
“What are you doing?! Get off, I’m trying to patch this up!” Hero grumbled. “Now why would you want to do that?” Mentor purred, moving the torn material away from their gash. “[M.mentor]?” Hero gulped.
Mentor leaned down and licked the blood away from the wound. Hero grimaced and tried to get Mentor off but they were too strong. “Stop!” Hero ordered. Mentor looked up at them, fangs bared. “Y.you’re… a vampire?” “Mmhm. Took you long enough.” Mentor lunged, biting down on their throat. Hero screamed and fought desperately, but they couldn’t stop Mentor from feeding off of them, making them feel weaker and weaker until they could barely stay awake by the time Mentor moved and licked their lips. “Much better. You’re rather delicious, it’s a shame I have to do this and can’t just keep you.”
“[Mentor]… please… s.stop,” Hero whimpered. “I trusted you…” Mentor smirked. “And that was your first mistake.” Mentor straddled them until they could use the knife they’d cut Hero with to cut the side of their hand, under their little finger. They forced their hand into Hero’s mouth and wouldn’t let them escape. “Drink, [Hero], just accept it. This is your destiny.”
Hero was too weak to stop them. They did try to resist, but Mentor was patient, and they smiled like a snake when Hero finally drank some of it. Feeding off them had left them weak, and so easy to overwhelm. Tears streamed down their face but they couldn’t stop it from happening. All of their training had been for nothing.“Now you really will be my apprentice… congratulations, [Hero]. You can finally be just like me.”
I made the mistake of googling broken bones. I am mentally scarred now and can’t stop shuddering. I also have never broken a bone (touchwood) so I haven’t a clue on how I’m meant to write this. Images put me off researching so I am thoroughly winging it ^^’
Mentor struggled to help Hero limp towards the bed. Hero clung to the front of their shirt as they tried to find grip so they didn’t have to put their foot down again. They were covered in sweat and almost snarling in pain.
“I told you you were training too much,” Mentor grumbled. “Leave off,” Hero winced, “patch me up before you give me the lecture.”
Their mentor shook their head and propped them against the side of the bed, helping them to sit down first. Then they carefully picked up their swollen leg and guided it onto the mattress. Mentor felt the bone shift slightly in their grip and Hero hissed.
“Definitely broken. Well done.” Hero had one arm covering their eyes and the other clenching a fistful of the blanket. “Just. fix it,” they ground out.
Mentor had already set to work cutting the material away from Hero’s leg. The bone was still under the skin at least but it was badly bruised. Hero hissed at the pressure and Mentor felt them tense.
“I think you’ve dodged surgery. You’ll still need a pain killer while I set it.” Hero didn’t answer. They focused on their breathing before they let go of the blanket and raised their arm up for Mentor. Mentor raised an eyebrow. “What’s up with you, aside from the leg?” “Nothing,” they mumbled.
Mentor let it be, leaving to fetch a needle. When they returned they found Hero hadn’t moved an inch, but their cheeks looked red where their arm wouldn’t cover. “You still with me?” Mentor asked flatly. “Fine.” Their voice cracked. Mentor rolled up their sleeve and felt for the vein. “This’ll help. But what the hell were you thinking, [Hero]? Why do you always have to take what I say and do the complete bloody opposite?!”
As Mentor binned the needle they heard hitching breaths. That developed into shuddery shoulders and crying. Hero was crying. For a minute, Mentor didn’t know what to say or do. Hero pressed their fingertips into their eyes slightly and slid them across, wiping away tears. Their breaths were uneven and shaky.
Mentor sighed and sat down beside them. “Hey? I’m sorry. I won’t make excuses. I know why you’re trying so hard.” Hero coughed and kept furiously trying to wipe away their tears. “No, you don’t! But you’re right. I always mess things up. I should have concentrated and rolled. But when I saw them, I-”
Them. Villain. The sole cause of most of Hero’s troubles. Mentor settled a hand in Hero’s hair. “Tell me what happened, [Hero].” Hero shook their head and rejected their comfort. Mentor brought their hand away. Hero said, “Tell the others [Villain] is planning something. I can’t even run away without being so. so- Ugh!” Hero punched themselves in the thigh to try and burn out some of the anger. Mentor grabbed them by the wrist to stop them doing it again.
“None of that,” Mentor scolded. They lowered Hero’s hand and rubbed the top of their arm. “Come on. Sit tight. I’ll get this set now if you think it’s numb enough?” Hero nodded but looked away. They went about trying to wipe away the tears. They covered their face with their arm again and left Mentor to work.
“Did [Villain] see you?” Mentor asked after a few minutes. “They saw me fall,” Hero admitted after a minute, trying not to listen to the slight grinding noise as their bone was realigned. “They laughed.” Hero cleared their throat to hold back any more emotion.
Mentor wasn’t sure what to say. They decided to stay quiet. They winced Hero’s behalf as they worked with their leg, taking the utmost care to straighten it. They had a scanner at hand, checking the breakage before they decided it was set. Throughout it all, Hero didn’t move, even if they couldn’t feel it. They weren’t interested. They had nothing to say for themselves like they usually would with an injury. Mentor found it hard to believe that this was caused by a simple fall, even from a height.
Hero lost track of time but finally, Mentor was finished with the cast. Hero could feel the pain coming back just as they finished working on it. Hero looked down at the cast in disgust. The cast covered their foot and went up to their knee. `What could they do now with that on their leg?
“Anything [Villain] does now is on me,” Hero decided. “Whatever they plan to do next- I’ll take the responsibility for.” “No, you won’t,” Mentor insisted. “You can’t help getting hurt.” “No? You were pretty sure on that before I got upset. This is my fault. I messed up and I don’t want your sympathy, I’d rather you complained- Better yet. Just leave me alone.”
Mentor didn’t stop Hero from forcing themselves to their feet and, using the wall as support, limping away. Despite their dizziness and obvious lack of balance, Mentor let them go.
“You didn’t fall, did you? There’s more to this than that?” Mentor called out. Hero turned their head slightly. Words were on the tip of their tongue but they bit them back. Then they hobbled away. Mentor sighed. “Good job, [Mentor],” they muttered to themselves in annoyance. “Now they’ll never tell you.”
When talking about mentor or teacher and student there are a lot of areas in a chart to look.
Saturn and Jupiter are considered teachers in the chart - it is useful to look at how Saturn or Jupiter is aspected between 2 charts or placed in 2 charts.
The 9th House is about role models and sharing beliefs but also knowledge. Insight into your 9th House may show who you look up to and maybe how you teach others or show others “the light”.
The 3rd House can also be looked at as a “teaching house” but I would consider this more in a personal way, your own ability to communicate with others and to share information with others.
Capricorn has associations with mentoring. Gemini and Sagittarius with teaching. Aquarius with bringing knowledge, ideas, innovation. Cancer with nurturing. Despite these associations, it is more about compatibility and placement than just sign.
Within compatibility, squares and opposites have great capacity to teach each other but this tends to come with tension, being uncomfortable, or even conflict.
Venus or Juno in Capricorn can indicate dating those who help you mature which could mean these types of relationships.
But for more platonic or strictly mentor/student dynamics:
Jupiter, Saturn, Mercury aspects to the nodes in Synastry can be influential when it comes to a possible teacher/student bond. This can mean a change of course in mind and life.
Jupiter to Jupiter or Saturn to Saturn or Jupiter to Saturn can create this teaching bond in Synastry.
Especially with trine or sextile.
I think for teacher/student relationships polar opposites can play a role. Maybe not a direct Taurus Sun - Scorpio Sun but Libra Moon- Aries Sun. Opposition in Synastry I think can be a basis for this type of dynamic.
I think one of the reasons I adore the tired old garbage disaster man characters is because I have the personality of the young, talented-but-inexperienced, bright-eyed rookie with a heart of gold who the sad tired old garbage uncle is supposed to train to save the world.
I will create a begrudging father figure out of someone yet!
They couldn’t remember how it happened, but when Mentor regained consciousness they could barely gasp. They were trapped, suffocating in heavy darkness. Great slabs of concrete weighed down on their body. Dust wrapped around their throat and filled their lungs. It felt like concrete mix coating their airways and scratching their air starved skin. There was no way for them to open their eyes and speaking felt like an impossibility.
They tried to move, to perhaps find a way out of this horrific mess but all they succeeded in doing was disturbing some of the rubble. Despite the lack of air, Mentor screamed, feeling something sharp press into their leg. Mentor tried not to focus on it, to drown it all out but the pain was obnoxious and blaring. They didn’t want to think about if it had gone all the way through. They needed Hero. They were due back soon, surely. They’d catch wind of this explosion soon enough. Mentor whimpered and grabbed handfuls of gravel as a desperate means of dealing with the pain, the suffocating, the terrifying feeling of being buried alive.
“[Mentor]?!” a voice cried out. Hero. It was Hero. It was their chance of getting out of this makeshift tomb.
Mentor tried to focus on feeling for Hero’s footfalls. The sound of crunching gradually getting closer to their head. Mentor coughed and choked, spitting black. They called out when they could but it was exhausting. Their throat was burning for the want of air.
“[Mentor], where are you? Keep making noise. I. I think I’m getting close.”
Words wouldn’t come to them, Mentor realised they were starting to hyperventilate, their breathing getting too rapid. They wheezed and spluttered, and Hero seemed to walk closer.
Hero was on top of them and wasted no time in lifting the slabs away. Mentor felt fresh air touch their hand. Hero held their hand for a second as a reassurance. “I’ve got you, hand on!”
Hero moved up to find Mentors head and moved the debris away. Mentor could hear them straining with the weights but they wouldn’t stop. Finally, the thick of it came away and Mentor was able to gasp. Air! Still plagued with dust but it was air. Mentor gulped it down greedily.
“Are you hurt?” Hero asked. Their face was covered in dust and blood. “My leg,” Mentor croaked, “Suppose I’m… lucky.” Mentor hardly felt Hero catch their head as they fainted.
“You know what? No.” The Hero dropped their sword, “This quest you sent me on has made me lose everything,” They stepped up to their mentor, feeling braver than they ever had in any of their adventures, “I’ve lost friends, family, and my lover. I’m done with your empty promises of glory.” They stepped away, picking up their bag and turning to the door, “If this thing you seek is really so important, you can find it yourself.”
I’ve connected with a business mentor to start looking at how we should be running things in the future. This whole thing started out as just me, my sewing machine, and the monsters in my head, it’s… grown somewhat since then. The monsters are outside my head for starters, and I can’t seem to cram them back in.
The business mentor in question is banker/financial professional, has no idea what TTRPGS are, no idea what Cthulhu is, and is dressed in nice suit, drinking an americana.
I on the other hand am trying not to give myself a hot chocolate moustache, wearing my tidiest (still not especially tidy) work clothess, with a bag of fuzzy monsters.
Business mentor: So tell me about your business
Me: *tips out bag of monsters* We make these and try to convince people to join our cult also dice and dnd and dragons and more dragons and horses made out of ribbons and more dragons.
“Deb Aquila. She taught me everything that I know that’s worth knowing about appreciating and approaching film as a creative art and really placing the value of art over everything else. I didn’t always listen to her. And now I listen to every single goddamn thing she says.”
The program is announced over dinner. It is presented in a positive light, but the idea of mandatory mentorship fills Harry with dread from Dumbledore’s first words. He can’t imagine he’ll be paired with anyone good; with his luck, his mentor will be someone like Lockhart, who would choose him only for the prestige of mentoring the Boy-Who-Lived. Beside him, Ron was complaining about it being like extra homework and cutting into his chess time. Hermione is eager to be mentored, though she too worries about it fitting into her schedule.
With a wave of Dumbledore’s wand, slips of parchment fly into each student’s hands. Harry reads the two words on his paper and realizes that even in his wildest imagination, he hadn’t considered the worst possibility at all. When he makes his way to the headmaster’s tower, the gargoyle steps aside without forcing Harry to wait.
“There has to be some mistake. I’m not doing it,” Harry says. He doesn’t think he’d need to add more, but when he sees the resolute expression on Dumbledore’s face, he added, “Lucius Malfoy? He’s the one who gave Ginny that diary! He’s the one who nearly got her killed! And Hermione, and Colin, and Mrs. Norris!” Harry didn’t actually care about Filch’s evil cat, but if it was going to add to his argument, he would list her. “I refuse,” Harry said, despite knowing that look on Dumbledore’s face. It was the I’ll tell you when you’re older, the you mustn’t blow up your aunt look. The stern one that said Harry wasn’t about to get his way. Glumly, he added, “But you’re going to make me, anyway.
"One remembers a great many things when one reaches my grand old age, although as Minerva is fond of saying, memory is fickle. I haven’t forgotten our conflicts with the elder Mr. Malfoy. However, my hands are tied. Please, make an effort to get along with him while I make an effort to discontinue the program."
It’s no use to argue. But while Dumbledore is immovable, Harry knows that Mr. Malfoy is not. The next day, Harry shows up to his mentorship meeting with Dobby trailing after him.
"Dobby never got an education,” Harry says mutinously. “So if you’re gonna give me one, he can have one, too.”
Hi!✨ I recently discovered your blog and love it💕 I found a post where you mention past and current mentors and since I’ve never had one, I’d like to ask, what was it like, if you don’t mind sharing?Were they guiding you in what to learn and when, or were they the ones teaching you? Also did it just happen naturally after becoming friends or? I’m curious! I love reading your posts and they inspire me to face my fears and just start trying things! I hope you have a good day💜
Thank you, dear 🖤
This is an interesting question. You’ll excuse my rambling, I’m sure.
I have been lucky enough in my life to always have people to look up to. Specifically in my craft, this has been a great influence to better myself.
Teachers from this word and the other, I find; seem to obey some mysteriously consistent laws when it comes to true bounds. It is not always set in stone, nor is it always so formalized, especially with spirits, but I have definitely identified some patterns.
My mentor found me, not the other way around, but I’ll keep the specifics to myself. Suffice to say they singled me out because they recognized me. They unsettle me, frighten me even at times, push me out of my comfort zone while still providing shelter and reassurance. Teaching something as complex as a tradition or a magical practice as a legacy to a long-standing student requires exceptional qualities, in my humble opinion, and I have immense respect for people capable of doing just that. It’s a highly noble purpose and should be met with the utmost gratitude. Never forget where you come from and who brought you where you are now. Do not let your ego take over or you shall be sorry for your loss. It is easy to let rivalry take over - Norrell/Strange way -, especially in magic, for witches and magicians are prideful creatures, but it merely shows a weak mind. Honor your mentors with loyalty and fidelity - be not blind, but be sensible. To teach magic demands a hand strong enough to guide, and light enough to loose. Another thing which has nothing to do with mastery : I believe a good magical mentor binds themselves to their students in some unspeakable way. The reason is simple - you can’t teach someone how to wield a sword if they do not already have one, for otherwise you’d have to give them yours. Same rule applies to witchcraft. To teach power properly is to loose part of it in most cases, and if the student proves undeserving, that is a terrible blow. Rare are those relationships between student and teacher who are mutually agreeable. People get so warned about power abuse that they forget that there are, in fact, differences in competencies, and that this is not opression but authority, which can be a legitimate thing. Some people do better, some people know better. Use your good judgement. Teaching does not equate filling up a vase, it means setting something on fire. A good mentor should kindle your fire, occasionnally lending a spark or two, but most of the time they shall quietly let you sing power in your own bones, merely whispering up the tune. They aren’t overly present but are always here. They are someone profoundly modest and profoundly competent, whom you come to needing answers, only for them to make you realize you did not even have the right questions to begin with.
My mentor knows, I hope, that I am eternally grateful for what they showed and taught me. The best thing you can do is to do them proud, and repay the favor. In magical laws, the timing of payment is an integral part of the service provided. Break that mutual understanding and trust, unworthy, and you become a warlock at once - an oathbreaker.
While I have been practicing witchcraft for almost a year now I am still pretty new to the craft and I’m looking for a Mentor to help guide me a little better. I want to learn all I can from all types of sources. I’m an enthusiastic learner and a good student.
Please anyone and everyone hit me up if you’re interested. Ask me questions and stuff!
Dad, you taught me by your example; the importance of faith, honesty, hard work, compassion, respect, and family. Every day I strive to hold those values close to me. You served our country proudly. You were the most amazing husband, father, grandfather, and friend. May God welcome you at the very highest level.
I know I’ve mentioned this before but as a woman in engineering and sometimes, most of the time college can be terrifying, imposter syndrome, tough classes, what you’re going to do next. I was lucky enough that I had a third-year engineering student as my RA last year and, Jesus, it was so nice to have her on the floor. Even though she wasn’t always there she would check up on me when she could and was always willing to talk. She’s kind of become sort of a mentor for all of the women in my department, there’s line 12 of us.
All the time I hear people saying “Oh I need to talk to her and ask her some questions about interviewing/classes/existing”. She’s kind of like a mentor but more real and she shares in my engineering dispair. Not saying just become friends for them to be your mentor but I do think it’s smart to have some to talk to and they’re perfect they’ve already been through what you’re going through and they can give you some tips along the way, or they can just lament with you.
Even if they’re not in the same degree, upperclassmen have been through what you’ll have to go through eventually and, in my experience, they love helping out and giving advice.
If you have more to share feel free to add! Happy to clarify anything in the post or just have a chat.
Over the last year I’ve worked as a peer mentor helping freshman navigate into the college realm. This was my on-campus job that one of our freshman programs offers to upperclassmen to continue being a part of the program after their first year. I absolutely loved it and highly recommend mentoring for anyone who loves to help like I do (also extroverts, man y’all would love mentoring!).
I would love to be able to continue mentoring this summer as I have the time to do so and know that there’s plenty of y’all out there that will start university in the fall under some really different circumstances! I’d love to be here as a friend and a mentor to help you through the process a little easier! My DMs are open for anyone who would like to start mentoring beginning mid-June through DMs and later through Skype or Zoom if you would like!
Here’s some things about me!
I’m a second-year university student.
I study human physiology (similar to human biology but more in-depth anatomy & physiology topics).
I am a pre-Physician Assisting (pre-PA) student.
I originally came into university as a biology pre-med major.
I have now taken too many lab classes, so I can tell you what lab research consists of!
If everything goes according to plan, I will be studying abroad in Australia next February. :D
I go to a fairly large, fairly popular school on the West Coast!
I’m super passionate about helping others, and I hope that I can help you during this time! Maybe if this goes alright I’ll wrangle up some studyblr friends to mentor those who aren’t STEM majors aha!
I’m GenX by two years (born late 1966). And I really don’t identify with much of the baby boomer culture although as a relatively successful white man I sure have been a beneficiary.
That said, I spend a lot of time with people who are much younger than I am as a mentor for young engineers. And as part of that process I have learned a lot about who they are and what their dreams and fears are as they figure out what it means to have a career.
I’m reminded that the best mentor-mentee relationships have a fluidity to them. And information does not flow in only one direction. I have a lot to learn about the world from young people but I have to shut up and really listen.