#Mentoring program

[thephdpensieve]

Favorite kind of week: Zoom calls, books and checklists

Update for week 18th Nov - 24th Nov

Started my visa application for my upcoming Europe trip (the Workshop is for a week and the location is lovely!). Made a checklist and applied for permission from the university, printed all the forms and collecting other documents. I love the task, but it drains me a bit!

I'm working on a collaborative project with quite an international team and we had our first discussion meeting this week. Excited!

Met with my mentor from the Supernova Foundation (a mentoring network for women in Physics). She's ao insightful and conversing with her always gives me a big picture and a lot of clarity. So grateful for her ♥️

Read a book after a loooong time. It's The Running Grave by Robert Galbraith. I've been waiting for the book's release but couldn't get my hands on a copy sooner. Absolutely enjoyed the read and felt so alive (I missed reading!)

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[markmaupin-realestate]

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[phantom-0-writer]

I actually thought of this prompt like forever ago and i rly wanted to write a whole story for it but i couldn't think of a plot that would stick to it and make sense without adding too many outside elements and in my opinion over saturating the story. BUT i do have a bunch of scenes of danny and damian in my head about this also also some danny and other batfam members.

So anyways your order has been delivered...

original prompt: Gotham Academy's Mentorship Program

scene two: tim's arch nemesis

table of contents

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scene 01: damian's not-so-very-bad day

“Father, you wanted to speak with me.” Damian said, trugging into his Father’s study late into the afternoon per Pennyworth’s behest. 

Father looked up from his work at Damian’s arrival, Drake gave him a look of annoyance that Damian returned with a sneer. “Damian.” Father greeted as he reached Father’s work station. “I spoke with your principal earlier today.” Damian huffed and crossed his arms in defiance at whatever accusation he was about to be handed, “Put your frown away, you're not in trouble.” Father chuckled lightly. 

Damian frowned. He was not a child, he did not need to be treated like one. 

“There’s a mentorship program at your school.” Father started, Damian raised an intrigued brow at him. 

Perhaps Father had succeeded in seeing his potential, “Well I suppose I wouldn’t mind mentoring one of the many underlings at the so-called academy.” Damian sighed, letting his arms fall to his side, as he looked up at his Father. 

Father blinked at him, processing what he had said, then glanced at Drake who looked like a fraying rope length away from bursting into laughter. “The mentorship program… it’s for you.” Father tried hesitantly. 

“Yes.” Damian nodded in understanding. 

There was an uncomfortable silence from Father.

“He means that you're the one getting mentored.” Drake laughed at him, shoulders shaking. 

Damian turned to Father. But the denial never came. “What!” Damian couldn’t help scream in outrage. “You want me to get mentored by some hillbilly civilian who can't tell a katana from a wakizashi?” He slammed his hands on Father’s table. 

Father looked at him with disapproval, but said nothing, not caring enough to discipline Damian. 

“Hillbilly civilian.” Drake croaked from the corner of the room, draping himself dramatically over one of the side sofas. 

“You’re to meet him first thing tomorrow when you get to school. Here’s his student profile, if you're interested.” Father handed him a singular paper. 

“Father I do not need-” 

“It’s already been arranged Damian, atleast give it a try.” Father said with a sigh, picking up his files again in a silent dismissal of Damian. 

The paper crumpled slightly as Damian stormed to his room.  

Daniel James Fenton. 

“Let’s see how long you last.” Damian eyed the picture of the smiling teen. 

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“Have a good day at school Masters Tim, Thomas, and Damian.” Pennyworth bid, as they all got out of the car. 

“Later, Alfred.” Thomas waved at the butler as he drove off. 

They all walked in the same direction to enter their classrooms, when Drake stopped him in his path. “Ohoho, and where do you think you’re going Damian?” he asked cheekily.

“Tsk.” He was hoping to be able to make it to his class before the others noticed, then continue to evade the principal and other faculty if need be required. To be foiled so early into his plan, furthermore by Drake, was humiliating. 

“Aren’t you supposed to be in the principal’s office?” Drake continued to smother his victory over Damian. 

“I was just on my way.” He huffed, turning around annoyed. Drake and Thomas snickered as he retreated. 

Damian knocked on the familiar oak doors. “Come in.” Mr. Carson called from the other side. Damian entered, and plopped down on the same chair he sat in every time he had been sent here. “Ah Damian. Goodmorning.” He waited for a reply, but when he realized he wouldn’t be getting one he continued on, “Mr. Fenton should be here any minute, but I’m glad you were able to come here on your own accord.” Mr. Carson talked as he hung up his jacket and took a seat at his chair. 

Damian could only watch the seconds tick by as he sat in that office. He wondered absentmindedly if Fenton didn’t show up would he be free. The knock at the door decimated all hopes Damian had for that. 

“Ah, that must be Mr. Fenton.” Mr. Carson mused out loud, “Come in.” 

Fenton entered the room hesitantly, greeting Mr. Carson with a small smile. Fenton was a scholarship student and held reasonable grades so his intellect was not to be underestimated, though often simply being able to score well on tests did not translate to having adequate life skills. Fenton was taller than Drake, but still average, dark hair, tanned skin, gray-blue eyes. When Damian’s supposed mentor looked at Damian for the first time since he had entered the room, Damian couldn’t help but feel like he was caught in a stare off with a beast. 

The way Fenton examined his surroundings reminded Damian of the League of Assassins. Careful, analytical and tactical. All things Damian had excelled in. But there was something different about Fenton than what Damian had often seen in the League. His eyes were softer than those that had trained Damian. Damian couldn’t understand why his eyes looked like that. 

Fenton smiled at him in a way that was likely meant to be kind, “Hi, you must be Damian. I’m Danny.” He stuck out his hand for Damian to shake. 

Damian did not take the hand, instead he turned to principal Carson, “When can I leave?” He asked board, subtly eying Fenton’s reaction in his peripheral vision. 

“We have to iron out the finer details and the both of you will be free to go until we see each other for our weekly check in every Friday.” Principal Carson started, “Mr. Fenton why don’t you take a seat. 

Undeterred by Damian’s lack of interest, Fenton took a seat. Mr. Carson explained to Fenton his responsibilities as a mentor and what would be expected of him, Fenton in turn nodded along attentively. After his long explanation of the whole program the both of them were free from his office, and excused from classes until lunch to “get to know each other better”.

Damian translated that to having until lunch to show Fenton that he was out of his depth and have him running with his tail between his legs. 

“So…” Fenton drawled trying to buy time to think of something adequate to say no doubt, “How about we go to the library to hang out?” Fenton offered. 

Damian simply huffed in agreement as they made their way to a pair of sofas tucked between the many rows of books. 

“So, Damian, uh, what do you like to do after school?” Fenton asked unoriginally. 

Damian turned so he could meet Fenton eye-to-eye. “Train.” He said honestly. If he plans on scaring him off then leaning into the superficial things he learned in the League would do him well. 

“Oh, you do sports?” Fenton asked inquisitively. Damian was momentarily thrown off by his show of genuine interest in his personal life, but Damian quickly collected himself. Fenton was merely putting on an act to get him to open up, Damian would be a fool to fall for it. 

“No.” He scoffed at the thought of sports, “I train for battle,” He made sure to put as much confidence as he could in his voice. Oftentimes in the past when he had told his peers of his activities they had brushed him off and laughed at him, Damian wondered if Fenton would have a similar reaction. 

“Hardcore.” Fenton nodded in awe.

Damian blinked, “You believe me?” He found himself whispering. 

“Well, yeah.” Fenton responded as if it were the most obvious thing, in fact, he seemed confused as Damian’s bafflement. 

Damian quickly collected himself, “Well of course you should believe me it’s the truth, I’m a highly skilled blade user.” He nodded to himself. 

“Blade user, huh? Do you prefer katanas or wakizashi? Or a classic long sword maybe.” Fenton asked eying Damian as if it would help him find the correct answer. 

“Katanas obviously.” Damian scoffed, “They’re incredibly balanced, strong, and give you incredible control over your attacks. Wakizashi are also a good option if you prefer close combat and if you’re fighting in an area with a lot of obstacles.” Fenton hummed and nodded at his explanation, and Damian found himself continuing, “Long swords are originally from the Bavaria and Switzerland regions during the medieval times-”

[kaleidoru]

"why do you take on a human form? do you not find it offensive to be stuck imitating such an unflattering appearance?" "I do not fear humans. I have respect for them, as our creators." "Are... Are you implying I'm only like this... out of fear?" "......." "h-hmph... I don't fear the humans either... I take this form because it's superior!"

[ikiprian]

if there’s a superhero out there who is maintaining a secret identity, please know i WILL be trans allegory-ing you in my head. this goes double if you’re a teenager with at least one living parent (or parent-adjacent), triple if the parent doesnt quite “get it.” if you havent been transed yet i promise i havent skipped you, you’re in the queue, just wait your turn

[morninkim]

ankarna reviving the rat grinders in the end to serve divine community service (letting them go on adventures and bond with each other and help them rediscover themselves before they got ragestar'd) >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

[transformers-bold-bright-brisk]

I accidentally got excited about doing a Sharpclaw redesign/rewrite for my Continuity…. Not complaining though.

Fun fact about where I placed her insignia, I actually wanted the Decepticon logos to be placed on the outside part of her shoulders—similar to where Steeljaw’s were placed. Cause you know, their significance of being siblings or something. But I put on an extra chest plate with the insignia on it incase I changed my mind.

Oh, and she’s based off of a Carcal/Desert Lynx, cause I rembered seeing art of her depicted as a Lynx but I wanted her to have a long tail that can wag like her brother’s(headcannon).

Also I wanted her silhouette to look like she was wearing sweatpants :]

Extra Fun Facts:

Her story is that she’s practically been frolicking around the more long-distanced small Decepticon colonies researching Cybertronian Social Studies. For the most part, she’s not exactly one of the more violently enthusiastic ones of the bunch and has been known to be more laid back, while being more focused on conserving energy whenever she can, with long “naps” and tending to her studies.

But when she is using that pent up energy, she’s definitely a force to be reckoned with. She’s an explicitly strong climber, being able to pretty much scale any cliff she comes across within kliks. And she’s an absolutely fast racer, with her cunning ability to be the fastest only when she wants to be.

Though the price of these “outbursts” is a very drastic decline of her stamina, depending on how much energy she’s spent. The faster she is in one race, the slower she is for the rest of the week. The higher she climbs, the dizzier she is just by standing up on flat ground. And not to mention how she despises water and cold environments, because somehow she’s never able to warm herself up as easily as any average bot.

She’s learned to deal with it for a long time. It’s honestly pretty normal for her, and since she’s far better at managing her energy output nowadays, nobody notices unless she wants them to notice. Just keep her as far away as possible from the nearest aquatic tundra. Deserts, however, are always her main go to instead.

How she is in hand to hand combat, though. You mess with her you get a first hand demonstration of just how sharp her claws are. She knows for fact that if she spends too much time in any kind of fight with a strong enough opponent, she’s inevitably screwed. That’s why sharp has more than one meaning, especially describing her amazing quick-thinking strategies under immense pressure.

I bet she and her new mentor will get along just fine.

[kaerinio]

okay, i'm gonna be bouncing between here and working on some coding things this afternoon! i should be around this evening to scream and chat and write! 🥹💖 i hope you're all having a beautiful day! 💖

[comradecowplant]

okay Seven litcherally describes potential dating partners using the word "individuals" rather than referencing gender but because this show is made in the 1990s Doc & Tom are exclusively revolving her dating practice around men 🙄🙄🙄

[markmaupin-realestate]

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[kitkatcodes]

How to dip your 🦶 into Open Source

Contributing to Open Source projects can be a valuable experience for beginner programmers. It can help you learn new skills, build your portfolio, make connections, make a difference, and gain recognition for your work.

But... how do I start? Well here's an option to get you started ☟

Google's Summer of Code (GSoC) is an online mentorship program that matches beginner contributors to open source software development with mentors from open source projects ❋

GSoC takes place every year mid January with registration to be a contributor usually opening around mid March. Unfortunately for this year (2023) the application deadline is tomorrow シ (April 4)

However! There are so many open source projects available this year so I highly encourage you to try to apply even if its past April 4 you might get lucky 🍀

The key to getting accepted by an org is to interact with their developer community and keep in contact with the orgs mentors. This is why I believe even if they application period has ended if you join the orgs online communication app and involve yourself in the community and keep sharing your skills and expertise with them you will still have a good chance of being able to join!

Best of luck! (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ

(even if it doesn't work out this year there will always be the next and the next and the next... I recommend checking out the archive for how the previous years went to better prepare yourself to jump on this opportunity next year!!)

[myimaginationplain]

imagine: professor utonium mentoring dexter vs professor membrane mentoring mandark

[daz4i]

yknow i noticed the small steps method doesn't help me and only stresses me out more. and like i just get stuck on the first step anyway and never move on to the next one, i'll probably even go back to the start eventually really. i'm apparently an all or nothing guy i can't think of an action as multiple actions bc it stresses me out i just need to either do it or not. the problem is i usually end up not

[totally-not-peter-parker]

They just have no sense of adventure

So whos Karen? You keep talking about her

💀🐦

Uh.. My pocket bestie! She's this REALLY cool AI that's super helpful!