somewhere-in-toronto

anonymous asked:

About the school, I'd say the location's best bet is somewhere between Toronto and Ottawa if they are a University in Canada; that way they're pretty close to lake Ontario or the St. Lawrence River for the boat dance/the city James and Darren live in seem to be close to a river or lake. Also it'd be a 5-7 hour drive to get to the first big town in Maine, so it doesn't seem too out of place for the university to be in that area!

Loving the logic, Anon. 😊

Rules: answer 8 questions and tag 8 people! Tagged by @nanomonster (haven’t done one of these in 5ever, so thanks!)

Last movie I watched: Moana (i don’t watch movies very often. At all.)

Last song I listened to: UHH… not gonna lie it’s a weeb-ass song- “Paintër” by halyosy

Last book I read: The Ballad of Black Tom by Victor Lavalle

Last thing I ate: A Sprite and a shitty Mrs. Freshley’s Cinnamon Danish for a game design meeting. At least the danish was only 15 cents b/c the vending machine is broken.

Where would you want to time travel to?: The future to a time when I can advanced education and proper healthcare for little cost.

Fictional character I would hang out with for a day: Reinhardt Wilhelm from Overwatch (he’d make the best grandpa)

If I could be anywhere right now where would I be?: Canada, somewhere in Toronto or Vancouver probably because Texas is turning back into its usual hellhole state

Current Time/Place I feel the most content: It’s 10:28 PM and I feel most content in my own room with the door shut, snuggled underneath my cover while perusing history forums.

I’m tagging: @madokatragicas @brambledown @hylianheartthrob @pageofbears @bubble-gum-binch @dashing-b1ack-man @dwarfgodot and @catwrap if u guys wanna try this, I guess. owo”

But then I am reminded of radical femme activists like Kim Crosby who say her makeup is her war paint in this patriarchal and sexist world, that womyn are damned either way for not fitting some arbitrary standards, that beautification and adornment are all ancient practices in our indigenous communities, and that Black womyn already start at a deficit on the white supremacist beauty scale, that centuries of being misrepresented, desexualised or hypersexualised still haunts us. And that somewhere in Lagos, Toronto, Kampala, Nairobi, there is a little girl being convinced her skin is too dark, her nose too broad and hair too nappy. That I can wear mascara and talk world politics at the same damn time. That I can ball freshly painted nails into black power fists. That there is a need to reclaim adornment for Black womyn.
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Rita Nketiah

Carmilla AU: Is this Real Life?

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[Hi]

Delete.

[Hello it’s me!]

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[Hey there]

Delete.

[……Hey its me that creepy fangirl who now has your number for some reason!] 

Laura groaned in defeat, deleting the message quickly before tossing the phone aside and falling forward, landing face first on her bed. She grumbled a long string of muffled whines and self loathing. 

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Please reblog: I need help to avoid being on the streets. TORONTO

Last night, my roommate told me that because she’s moving out to move to another city for school, our building won’t let me stay on without her.  I need to be out by June 1st.  I have a place to go on August 1st.  So I need somewhere in Toronto to go from the night of May 31st until the morning of August 1st.

I have a job.  I can pay rent.  This isn’t an issue of being unemployed and destitute.  But I can’t pass a credit check because my ex kept us broke for four years and my credit was annihilated.  This is a HUGE problem.  I’m also trying to spend under 500/month for this two month time period.

Now here’s the real kicker.  I have three rats (who live in a cage) and a cat (friendly to other animals) who I would like to avoid being separated from.  I was homeless after leaving my ex and I managed to keep them with me, so I would like to be able to keep them with me. If I can’t, that’s okay, my grandmother is willing to drive the four and a half hours to come get them, but she’s a very sick woman (25% kidney function, heart problems) and I would really, really like not to do this to her.

I’m quiet.  I keep to myself and hang out on my laptop most of the time.  I don’t make a mess.

Please.  Please help.  If you can’t help, please reblog, even if you live nowhere near Toronto–you never know who that follows you might know someone!