omg best put down
so i was wearing this today
and it felt kinda familiar so i adjusted the shirt
put my hair down and accessorized
BOOM KIM POSSIBLE
OMG WHY IS THIS GETTING NOTES
because you actually look like a hella attractive accurate version of kim possible
THE GLOWY STICK GENERATION ASSEMBLE! B(
THE GLOWY STICK GENERATION
what about the glowstick of destiny
reblogging for the glowstick of destiny
Close enough, let’s go.
I think we’re done here.
stacysix asked: I apologize if I misread the Tumblr attributions, but re: Brave/Rapunzel, I think you wrote "And of course, the former Romans living and working in Scotland at the time would have no written record of their activities or appearance because no one cared." Please google: Roman soldier letters. The first result I got was from a POC, and was quite cool. Then add "Scotland" to your search. Look for the Vindolanda Letters. Again, I'm sorry if I misattributed that statement to you. Thanks.
OH MY GOD
Incoming mail (tablet 346) is also revealing: ‘I have sent you … pairs of socks from Sattua, two pairs of sandals and two pairs of underpants.’ It was obviously a bit cold for soldiers on the north-west frontier of the Roman Empire.
THE SOCKS ARE STILL THERE:
I JUST CANNOT…I HAD NO CLUE ABOUT ANY OF THIS.
THEY JUST KEEP FINDING THEM:
40,000+ ROMAN SOLDIERS IN SCOTLAND: WE’RE FREEZING PLEASE SEND MORE SOCKS.
THIS IS THE BEST WRONG I’VE EVER BEEN.
My new Brave Headcanon in the form of one of these letters:
Thank you for all the socks. I hope things are well back in Egypt.
I must make an admission: I have decided to settle up here. I fact, I met someone-a local shepherdess who can make all the socks I’ll ever need up here in this frigid wasteland! Their wool makes thicker socks than Egyptian ones, and I’ll be needing several pairs to make it through these winters!
In fact, with my bow guarding the flock, she’s made so many socks, we’ve been selling the excess to other Romans who’ve also decided to defect. Luckily, the Emperor will never come looking for us up here in these barbaric Highlands! We’ve become so successful they’ve offered me one of their unpronounceable titles, some kind of lordship.
Unfortunately, the rest aren’t too happy about that, but I’ve managed to keep them at bay by offering the chance to marry in-that’s right, we’ve managed to produce a daughter between us! She’s a wild bit of a thing, but I’ve taught her the bow to try and instill some Legionnaire discipline to counteract her barbarian blood!
I’m hoping she grows up into a dutiful “lass” (as they say here!), and understands that in order to keep this region stable, she has to choose a local spouse! After all, it has worked out quite well for me!
She IS quite good with that bow, just like her soldier father!
(I really couldn’t help myself)
THIS ENTIRE POST IS AMAZING. I came for the talk of Roman socks and stayed for the everything.