#montreal dep wine

[zwedexx]

Hiii! Omg i gotta Ask . Is mtl truly that bad? Like I’ve heard there’s some fun things to do but your recent post got me thinking hehe. Sorry if I’m intruding

As someone who has lived there my whole life I don't realise how fucking insane it is until I go on vacation.

Here is a short list of weird, fucked up and only in mtl can you find these things:

Language wars. Ya. We get ultra heated about this shit. The PM of Quebec can literally pass one of the most racist laws of all time and get less backlash than if he 'favoritizes' one language over the other

English speakers are slowly loosing rights (mostly education rights) because French Canadians are still paranoid 400 years later that they will go extinct.

Our metro is literally a flaming piece of garbage fire

Our Olympic stadium took 30 years after its creation to finish paying off, (by our taxes)

We have a whole other tax on top of the Canadian tax

Our drivers are so bat shit crazy that driving anywhere else seems like wonderland

We hate everyone who is not us

It is so easy to get vapes, cannabis, alcohol, drugs without IDs. I can tell you right now that if you go to the dep (corner store) right outside of the Lionel-Groulx metro, the store owner used to sell all that shit (not the drugs) to any kid who came in without id.

We are so afraid of being assimilated that we hold onto our cultures like our bloodlines depended on it. Montreal Italians are still making wine, cheese, sausage, prosciutto, salami, and tomato sauce in their garages.

You may not be pick pocketed but you will be chased by homeless people (85% of the time on drugs) for your money. Small piece of advise, there is a pimp on Green Ave who harasses school age girls for money. There is a homeless lady at Atwater metro who will chase you. There is a guy who takes the Green line everyday with his rats. Charlevoix station is so badly lit that it looks like its part of a horror movie and if you were to get attacked the camera's wouldn't be able to see it.

Our gay village has like -1 gay people living there anymore because homeless people with drug addictions flock there because there is a building that provides drugs with proper equipement. Also murder in the gay village is so common its not funny. I was trying to do a project on the first movie theater in Canada who's building is in the gay village (now transformed into an A&W) and there was an active murder investigation going on when I arrived.

We purposefully create our own ghettos. Italians used to have St-Leo (which is where I'm from) and Little Italy and now have RDP, Lasalle and Laval. St-Leo is now considered little Algeria. St-Michele is for the ultra poor italians and the greeks. The Rich English live in Westmount. The slightly less rich english live in TMR. Trashy white people that aren't ethnic enough to live anywhere else live in DDO and Pierrefond. Ritzy French and some students live in Le Plateau. Jewish people live in Mile-End.

Sorry this is quite a bit but I have more if you're interested.

#canada #mtl #montreal

[youcouldmakealife]

Anton/Vinny; arrangements

Another bracket fill, for the prompt: Anton & Vinny re: Anton’s sex drive/sexual needs 

It usually happens on road trips.

Thomas suspects some of it is because if Anton’s not in Montreal, it’s neater — ‘I’m leaving tomorrow’ is a pretty easy exit point, one that doesn’t leave the same room for interpretation as ‘I’m not looking for anything else’, which might potentially lead to ‘I have a boyfriend, he’s cool with me doing this, but yeah, I’m not available for more than a night’. 

That might not be true forever — the ‘no more than a night’ thing, not the boyfriend thing, Thomas is holding onto Anton as long as Anton holds on to him, and he’s hoping that’s forever — but right now, it’s one night stands.

Thomas thought Sandro was actually going to murder Anton with his bare hands, the first time Anton picked up on the road, had to have an emergency session in the bathroom before the Habs were short a defenceman. He misses Sandro, but he doesn’t miss the way Sandro would glower at Anton whenever he so much as chatted with a woman in a bar, even after Thomas explained, even seeing that it clearly didn’t bother him.

It’s been awhile since Anton’s picked up, a long home stand, and the last time they made out Anton basically tapped out after two minutes and went to jerk off, so he’s probably going to pick up tonight. He’s more comfortable with it if Thomas isn’t there, even knowing it doesn’t bug Thomas, and Thomas kind of gets that. 

He heads to a quiet bar with Serge and Deps so they can nurse a nice glass of wine without the rookies making fun of them for getting old — though Thomas is totally going to make fun of Serge and Deps for getting old, it’s the bonus for being the only one there under thirty — and Anton goes to a flashier bar with the young guys that’ll have the kind of clientele that might be interested in hooking up.

Anton does pretty well at picking up, usually. Thomas hasn’t seen him strike out much, unlike some of the other guys — Sandro did terribly before he settled down with Sylvie. Honestly, Sandro did pretty terribly with Sylvie, Thomas stands by the fact that they wouldn’t be together if Thomas hadn’t stepped in and told Sylvie Sandro liked her. Sandro likes a girl and all his confidence and his sense of humour seems to just disappear.

Thomas is back in the room a few hours later reading a thriller Meg recommended to him, because ‘for once you won’t guess the twist’. Thomas never guesses the twist, so he guesses that extra guarantees it. Meg’s got a lawyer’s mind though, so it was probably pretty novel for her.

There’s a knock on the door, and Thomas can tell it’s Anton, doesn’t know how. It’s ridiculous that he’s knocking, since he’s got the same key card as Thomas, but he gets up, because if he doesn’t answer, Anton will probably slink off and ask to sleep in Deps’ room or something, equally ridiculous.

Anton’s hair is wet, shirt sticking to his chest a little, like he didn’t bother taking the time to dry off properly. He always does that, showers, presumably after, like Thomas will balk if there’s any evidence. Won’t talk about it either, like that might be the thing that takes it from cool with Thomas to not cool. He’s worrying over nothing, but Thomas doesn’t push, because it’ll just make Anton uncomfortable.

He doesn’t ask if Anton had a good night, because the one time he did Anton flinched like it was a barb, doesn’t comment about the wet hair or anything, just tells Anton about the book he’s reading and watches Anton relax by degrees until he’s back to himself again.

#fic snippet #anton petrov #thomas vincent #BRACKET CHALLENGE CONTEST