#research!!!!

[overfalls]

when you highlight text in any google play book it uploads to a google doc and i’m like weeping in relief. instead of having to type out each quote and then my notes i just have to highlight in the ebook and it cuts the whole time in half at least which is enabling me to work through all my research materials at a nice brisk clip ... we’re in the future now fellas

[cantillat-moved]

And now you know why I took forever and a day to write my hcs about Saber!Emiya

[harryseyebrows]

love writing post-apocalypse stories

[duchessnibenhu-ofpyromania]

Why do I get ideas for stories or headcanons I have clue about? I have no idea what an Intern does, I have no clue about chemistry, I have no idea about plot or radiation affected towns...why do I do this to myself????

[ramosalaplaya]

i already have so many ways in my head to connect south american football to social, political and economical conditions that originated from the colony and ultimately are a european legacy, that i could write at least a book about them with the appropriate time, research and resources

[filenesdebasement]

“Once again, the answer is a firm maybe.” -- poli sci textbook

[volatilepoet-archieve]

Arranged Marriage AU ||Closed for thecentercourfeyrac

Jehan fixed the dress he wore uncertainly as he heard the front door open. It was his family duty, he knew, as the only child left after his sister had departed them after already being promised to a man. It had not been her fault, he knew, yet now he could not help but be upset with her. How could he take her place as the bride-to-be of a man who would help make their family much, much better off than they were right now.

His eyes snapped up as his mother hurried once more into the sitting room. "He's here, only him and no relatives thank goodness, but he has arrived." She said swiftly, coming to stand with her hands on his shoulders. "Just remember to keep your voice light, stay polite, do all the things you watched your sister learn for this meeting." A small smile came to her face, to reassure her son. "He's very handsome, and seems very polite. And oh, you make such a handsome lady---in this dress Jacqueline."

The change in name put Jehan on edge, for it meant that the man was in the doorway. He rose, about to extend his hand to the man, but his mother's firm hand on his shoulder reminded him that such a thing was not what a young woman was supposed to do, and he must play his role.

Instead, he inclined his head, his eyes demurely lowered, "I am happy to make your acquaintance, Monsieur de Courfeyrac."