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god1ngs · 3 years ago
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Well you are. A buttercup represents youth, happiness & friendship. Now I won’t be so blind as to commit the faux pas that is comparing one to a god. I’ve seen what that spindles towards.
Can’t help but relate to Apollo and Adonis when I see you.
While they’re saying all this, they grab Apple's hand, rubbing their thumb across your knuckles. Bringing it up to their lips, pressing a kiss to it. Slowly letting go, it feels fleeting, rushed.
Who is this Sir Billiam that Bone’s mentions? Should I be afraid? Wouldn’t want them to lose their Rapunzel now.
-Ted Nivison
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god1ngs · 3 years ago
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I don’t know, when I heard about what they were planning to do if they captured you—red. Red was all I could see. A bull in a China shop, no kidding. It was torture, pure agony.
The glass bottle in their hand shatters. 'Oh, this. Don’t fret.' Waving it away, whisked away from the same cloth.
Also I owe someone a debt, this is me paying it off. I don’t know if I’ll ever pay it off due to your immortality but it’s good work. It helps me keep my reputation in check, the friendly neighborhood milkman. Since the minute they moved into these houses, their observation skills have certainly plummeted.
They never notice what they have until it's gone, why not have them pay for it?
-Ted
you're strange, ted. you don't know me, yet you saw red when you overheard what was going to happen to me if i get caught. you destroy the evidence pointing everything to me, yet we didn't know each other before now. if your words are true, i'm sure you could get money if you turn me in too. now you say that you have a debt to pay off, and this is you doing that.
who exactly are you in debt to, if you don't mind me asking?
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god1ngs · 3 years ago
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Ted steps up to your door, Bones, knocking. Their basket holding a few glass bottles of milk, a bouquet of violets and a dish holding chicken yakisoba that they’d bought from a restaurant. They’re not wearing their usual uniform. Instead it’s been replaced with a black and white striped button down.
I know it’s quite a surprise Gem, but a gift is required. I’ve finished my work, with Mumza. She was quite lovely to work with. Offering out the basket, they shift nervously from foot to the next, reaching to fiddle with their cattle tags. You notice they’re not wearing their hat either.
There’s a note attached to the basket;
I’ve always heard how mortals long for freedom. Long to know when they’re in the good ol’ days. Never think I’d have that in common my dear. I hope this basket can be a token of friendship. To show that I’m grateful to have met you even with the odd circumstances it was under. Then again must be the stars aligning.
-Ted Nivison
although their presence was a surprise, bones was happy to see them. with a smile, xyr eyes quickly notice the basket full of milk, flowers, and a dish. upon hearing their claim, xe can't help but feel a twinge of sadness. does finishing their work mean that they won't see each other anymore? even if the two met under odd circumstances, any day with ted had been one that ae looked back fondly on.
voi takes the basket, voids smile growing wider. "yeah, mumza is lovely to work with. i'm glad you got a chance to work with her, even if it was to protect someone you didn't even know at the time." it was happy they had met, nonetheless. noticing the card in the basket, he's quick to read it, unable to contain the way he flushes a pink hue. with a cheeky grin, it looks back up at them. "i thought we were already friends, ted." it teases.
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god1ngs · 3 years ago
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Bones, my dreamboat, there’s a certain dichotomy to your blog that I find hysterical.
The fact that a lot of the writers that frequent your page can scale between such a large range.
-Ted Nivison
they are all very cool >:D
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god1ngs · 3 years ago
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Why thank you, you sweet angels for your kind words.
Also smooches for you Bones.
-Ted
!!!!!!!! I GET KISSES
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god1ngs · 3 years ago
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I’ll take your word for it, buttercup. Sacrificing? Hmm, looks like Billiam has something to protect. I guess I’ll just have to wait until first impressions then.
Techno and Billiam, are you the link that connects them, Apple? As in one of the few things they have in common.
(Ooc) Also thank you Zero. I usually find flirting difficult. Thinking of it as poetry makes it a lot easier.
-Ted Nivison
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god1ngs · 3 years ago
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I believe it was because I saw you call Techno étoile in the tags once. I knew it meant star and that I wanted my nickname for you to be space related. Well space related or relating to theater but I could only come up with tragedies. Like Romeo or Ophelia for example—it just wouldn't do.
Cosmos specifically because I feel like a tiny speck of dust in comparison to your luminescence. Complex in your beauty.
Sadly, I will admit that is as far as my French skills go. And my dear, I never mind explaining.
-Ted Nivison
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god1ngs · 3 years ago
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Mr. Nivison would be my father. But hello Drama, my cosmos.
Also hello Apple, my beloved buttercup.
I guess there’s never a more opportune time for a midnight snack. I’ll indulge that sweet tooth of mine.
-Ted Nivison
yeahhh >:DDD
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god1ngs · 3 years ago
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I’ll accept forehead kiss, any bit of affection really. Same goes, for if you need or want any affection, consider it done.
Rather help you make the cookies. But why 12 am, gem?
-Ted Nivison
you can get all of my forehead kisses :D and i'll take any affection you wanna give me pretty boy <33
because making cookies at midnight is very fun!!! what better time to eat cookies than midnight
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god1ngs · 3 years ago
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Could I interest you in some incorrect history, gem? You can pick the topic.
Anything goes, I’ll simply weave a narrative around it.
-Ted Nivison
oooh :0 crystals!!!
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god1ngs · 3 years ago
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There was a certain vision but I can barely remember it. A person dressed in black, a dress of sorts. Flowy.
They had a hat, the type you’d wear during a hot summer’s day. What was odd, was the crows adorning her. A few acting as clasps for a veil, keeping it from falling. She never gave me her name. Would you happen to know someone by that description Bones?
A look of confusion, their face scrunches inward. A grimace that only shifts to worry when they ask you the question. Scratching their head, ignoring the want to play with the piercing that decorates their septum.
-Ted
i do, actually! mumza, the goddess of death, is who you spoke to. the crows are from her husband... it's odd that she would, i guess, assign you to protect me, though.
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god1ngs · 3 years ago
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You genuinely haven’t heard? There’s been people who’d jump at the chance to hunt down the axolotl who’s inherently immortal. Cause of the pact you, Dream XD, and the dreamons have going on. They think you’re the weakness they’re looking for. Their salvation, an oasis even. Pathetic fools. Don’t even know the bare basics yet they think they’re geniuses...gods. How disrespectful.
So what have I done? Let’s just say for a favor or two, their spouses work for me. I get them exactly what they want, and in exchange, they give me what evidence their husbands have gathered on you my buttercup. I’ve corrupted video footage, audio recordings, you name it. If it’s still useable, I change the coloring so it doesn’t match your’s. So that it is the vague axolotl...could be any ol' axolotl.
-Ted
Aww, all of you are so adorable. I’ll come visit the others’ blogs in a little bit.
Nice to meet you all, Faeri, Drama, Apple.
no, i haven't heard of that. i actually had no clue that i was being hunted down... why would you erase the evidence though? we've never met before, at least, i don't think we have?
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god1ngs · 3 years ago
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It’s okay, dreamboat. Was a little difficult to write. The man is so casual yet so formal at the same time. I appreciated the challenge though. They do work better for a video format though.
-Ted Nivison
yet you still did it !!! and it was amazing !!!!! i am so proud of you !!! mwah !!!!!
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god1ngs · 3 years ago
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I do hope this is coherent. It gets a little rocky towards the end...and I'm going to stop talking as it's already long enough. Hope you like it Bones.
Everything that you’ve ever known about crystals is wrong. The simple yet elegant rocks that ties us mere mortals to the world’s fertile soil. You’ve probably searched up many times which stone correlates to when you were born. Aries’ pressurized diamonds to Pisces’ aquamarine.  One used for stress relief, the other stimulating creativity. Looking at them, you wouldn’t think about the many wars and political conflicts they’ve played a role in. Thus I believe it’s time we stepped back and got an even clearer reflection of crystals. That is if you pray to not lose your coveted gems.
The intro reel plays, the text on screen reading ‘Factually True and Real History with Ted Nivison.’ A few images cascade behind the text, one being of the painting Girl with a Pearl Earring, while it gradually scales in size. Now you see Ted standing in front of a grassy knoll, you can assume it’s a green screen as it looks akin to Microsoft’s home screen.
Most would believe that the first big boom for crystals was New Age mysticism that arose in the 1980s but in actuality, they’ve been around since Ancient Egyptian. A ‘mini me’ form of Ted standing in the original’s hand. This revelation came with the discovery of clay tablets with magic formulas inscribed in hieroglyphics. Because this might come as a surprise to most of you, they did not have Staples.  A picture of Staples green-screened, the smaller Ted becoming aware of larger Ted. That kinda blew my mind when I found out. What the fuck? The mini Ted disappeared now. The Parthenos now set behind them.
Most of what we know regarding crystals comes from the Ancient Greeks. The word crystal derives from the word cryo. Before battle, Greek soldiers would rub hematite on themselves. Oxidation gives the crystal it’s pristine rusted color, closely associating it with Ares, their god of war. One such battle being the Trojan war, historians claim it was over the prized Helen of Troy but this is incorrect. Paris of Troy stealing her from her husband, Sparta’s king. A clip of the film 300’s protagonist yelling Sparta appears on screen. Rather it was what Helen possessed, a coveted amethyst necklace. The war itself almost destroyed the economy, allowing for the Romans to easily take over the omega filled population destitute of alphas. And the amethyst necklace unfortunately lost to time.
Now let’s talk about the Victorians. A flash of puffy powdered wigs appearing on screen, different pieces of clothing; petticoats, feathered hats, waistcoat pockets holding watches. In 1829, Sir Boris Peel established London’s Metropolitan police force. They quickly garnered a corrupt reputation, referred to as spokes, cracking down on jewelry related robberies. Opals, rubies, & pearls most sought after. Women took to sewing them into their clothes, secret pockets when women’s clothing still had them.  Further incorporating them into spring bonnets men on the hands of their watches. As tradition, peer pressure from the deceased goes, this is where aristocratic families willing beloved heirlooms to their descendants originated. As they later traveled to the adventurous new-beginnings of the Colonies, so did these possessions.
The east coast having settled, needing more room to stretch their legs, these ambitious settlers journeyed out west finding specks of gold in the Rocky mountains. They kept part of their finds separate, off the record. Only setting up shop after the glorious centers of attention turned to dust, haunted by their lustrous ghosts. Developing the tricks of the trade, mentoring others under their careful thumb. Hitting the 1980s, with the New Age movement, those jewels repurposed into anchors of healing as we entered the Age of Aquarius. Ted looks to the hourglass sitting on their mantle, the sand at the top now all at the bottom. Ah, it looks like we’re out of time. Thank you so much for joining me on this episode of Factually True History. I’m your host, Ted Nivison. Thanks for watching…or reading. It cuts to them waving, as the camera pans outward, the same intro playing, repeating as the outro.
-Ted Nivison
my brain is too small to understand anything but this is so so cool and i love you for it
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god1ngs · 3 years ago
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Halfway done writing the incorrect history, gem
Should be sent to you later today.
-Ted
omg 👀👀
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god1ngs · 3 years ago
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It’s not money. Not for either party.
I don’t need money. I don’t know who I’m in debt to, it was a voice. I was desperate and my immortality was draining so I pleaded. Cried out to the nearest deity that would listen. We made a pact and in return, they had me protect you. They’re mortal, they’re expendable. When they’re tired of all their research leading them nowhere, it means I don’t have to worry. Worry about conspiracy theories or the internet. That’s when I’m done, that’s when the debt is paid.
You see, I don’t benefit any from turning you in, unless I want to age quickly, beyond compare to dust. To ash.
By next week, I’ll be all paid up.
And then I’ll be able to get to know you, without them looming over. That is what I want most, however strange it might sound.
-Ted
a voice, you say? that's odd. huh... but, besides that, i don't think it's strange you want to get to know me. i want to get to know you too, even if i've only known you for a little bit. i think you're interesting. handsome, too.
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