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[locatedattycho]

Creature

who me?? little ol normal me? nah… *slowly vanishes into a dark abyss*

[sotiriabellou]

fishsoup for lunch

[rain2bow2]

If the Convo On the Stairs went a different way

"Charles... stop." Edwin tugged at his jacket, panic floating around the two. The bland walls crept around them, eyes seemingly staring at them from behind the iron panels. "I have to tell you now, please-"

"Mate, if you want to tell me anything, tell me when we are out of this fucking hellscape." The boy smiled at him, and pulled him up from his slumped like position on the floor.

The hands grabbed Charles' coat, and pulled him down to the steps, making him sit in puzzlement. "Edwin, please. That baby doll monster is coming, its not going to stop, why-"

"Just- Hear me out." Edwin looked at Charles and into his eyes, the way that the brown shifts with each new emotion that the boy was feeling. "I love you. So much." He shut his eyes there, awaiting the backlash that was going to come for him, the name calling of 'Mary Ann, Pansy.' The school bullies always know the person and their weaknesses before the person themselves know, after all.

"Great, I love you too. Can we get away from this fucking horror operatic freakshow now? I feel like you aren't taking this as seriously."

"I love you so. And-"

"I love you back. Now, can we leave? Please? Edwin?" A rumble was heard in the distance, a herd of giggling was heard. Tiny scratches from tiny baby hands appeared in the plush carpet of limbo.

"Don't you understand? I love you. As more than a friend, I'm afraid."

Charles was staring at Edwin with an open mouth, his eyes crinkling. "I know, mate. It's kind of obvious. I mean, thank you for telling me-"

"I have been trying to keep it under wraps for so long, keeping it behind closed doors but... It was Monty, you see. And-"

"The Cat King, yes. Yes. Edwin, the door is rught there. Can we continue this there, please? Pl-"

"Don't you get it? I am destined to be here. Be free in the world with the burden of my love, love." The sound of the scrabbling of the arms had grown unbeknownst to Charles and his ears, shell shocked from the bombshell dropped.

"What do you mean? Edw-"

Giggles and laughter from the hellscapes of below encompassed the boys, but Charles couldn't move, not even in the face of danger. He felt the shackles of time and anxiety stop his love from showing his head, and self-imposed helplessness reared its ugly head. Edwin's final smile sewn into the back of his eyeballs as the ghost was dragged away, torso and legs already separated.

His love's screams were the most amount of torture that Charles had to ever endure.

"Come on, boys!" The Night Nurse called from the safe plane, the normal world. How could Charles ever go back there now, now that he knows the truth of the matter? The fact that Edwin loves him and willingly sacrificed himself so that Charles could go free?

"I'm going back!" He shouts, hoping that she would be able to hear him. If not, it hardly matters. They would stay in Hell together, while she is sorting out Edwin's position on Earth. And if it never got resolved - then the two boys would be together on the nightmare pane for the rest of eternity for no fault of theirs.

Charles looked at Edwin's gift to him - the gift of freedom on the Earth's astral pane without the messiness of the older ghost, and Charles cast it away.

He ran down the stairs, and heard the sound of the door getting shut out of existence above him.

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The television screen which was projecting the image of Charles, with his face put on with determination as he descended the stairs flickered and died, leaving only black and white lines shimmering on the screen and the static noise giving out.

A guttural noise was extracted from Edwin's bound chest, his arms and legs tied with rope to the iron chair. "You didn't." He wept, sobs pulled out of him.

"Bastards! The whole lot of you!" He cried, his heart feeling like tatters in his chest. He should have thought ahead. He should have thought better.

Edwin was now nothing, as he had caused the downfall of his friend.

"Now now, sourpuss. Is that any way to greet me?"

[paperbagsandwich]

HIIIII PLZ RATE MY MEALS FOR TODAAAAYY <333

French onion soup without the sourp! (A whole onion, criminalized in a pan with soy sauce sugar and butter)

2 glasses of wine (one red one white)

Chili crisp scrambled egg on bread with ranch dressing

another 2 glasses of wine (white)

Pretzels with zaxby's sauce that i had to hide in my bathroom to eat from my very hungry blind cat who acts like i starve him

YYYYYYYYYYYYYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, THAT SOUNDS DELICIOUS!!!

I wanna some!!!!

I rate that 100 out of 10, holy shit!!!

[frodoomsday]

hey tomblerp

chat if you haves a strawpage with a drawing thingamabobber and you want a blorbo or your f/o or even just a silly little doodle report or comment it and i might leave you. a sourp rise. hahah!

[lillyspeakz]

more wilgbur sourp fics ill be addingg A LOT MORE .. 4pm (PHT) friday

stay tuned 😈😈😈😈😈 -🐳

Yayayayay

[rabbithaver]

Hey Didn't you make a post about Silver’s personality as a snarky little SourP or A cute ‘n’ Cuddly sweetheart? If you aren't can you tell me who the original poster of it is?

i've made a couple posts fitting that description, i think, but the one that comes to mind right off the bat is this one! if this isn't the one you're thinking of then i'll have to wait until i'm back at home to do a more thorough search through my silver tag for some of the others, which won't be too long.

[talin401]

Armenia My Home

Being in Armenia was something that was so indescribable. Entering those beautiful monasteries and churches was an uplifting beautiful experience. The top three that stood out for me was Noravank, Khor Virap and Sourp Etchmiadzin. However each other one is still as beautiful as ever. I even got to see the village of my name Talin and my church that bares my name. That was incredible. Witnessing…

[almanach-international]

15 février : saint Sarkis, le saint Valentin des Arméniens

Saint Sarkis (ou Sargis, la traduction arménienne de Serge) est l'un des saints les plus populaires en Arménie, le patron de la jeunesse et de l’amour, un peu comme saint Valentin en Occident. De nos jours, les jeunes s'offrent des cartes et des bonbons à l'occasion de la fête. Sa fête tombe 63 jours avant Pâques, ce qui en fait une fête mobile. La date, généralement un samedi, varie entre le 18 janvier et le 23 février. Cette année, la Saint-Sarkis, Sourp Sargis (Սուրբ Սարգիս) tombe ce 15 février. De nombreuses localités organisent des fêtes avec musique et un saint Sarkis bien vivant  en costume d’époque paradant sur son cheval.

Pour les plus religieux, il convient de suivre un jeûne de cinq jours  (dit jeûne de Saint-Sargis). La veille de la fête, dans la soirée du vendredi, selon la tradition, les jeunes gens mangent des biscuits salés et s'abstiennent de boire de l'eau, afin, dit-on, de faire apparaître dans leurs rêves leur futur époux ou épouse, qui leur apporterait de l'eau. Ces biscuits salés sont appelés St Sarkis Aghablit. Le jour de la Saint-Sarkis, l’usage veut que les jeunes hommes et filles aillent à l'église, participent au service sacré, prient et demandent l'intercession du saint, après quoi ils reçoivent la bénédiction du prêtre. Le jour de la fête, le halva de Saint-Sarkis, une pâtisserie sucrée fourrée de fruits et de noix, est largement consommée dans les communautés arméniennes pour symboliser les bénédictions offertes par le saint.

La cathédrale de Erevan lui est dédiée, ainsi que de très nombreuses églises dans toute l’Arménie et dans la diaspora. Au XXe siècle, par exemple, quand Téhéran a été doté d’une cathédrale apostolique arménienne, elle a été baptisée Saint-Sarkis.

Sarkis (Սուրբ Սարգիս Զoրաւար) était un général romain d’origine grecque (de Cappadoce) qui s’était réfugié en Arménie avec son fils pour échapper aux retours des persécutions des chrétiens sous l’empereur Julien dit l’Apostat (IVe siècle). Du fait de sa réputation de bon soldat, l’empereur de Perse, Shapur II, le nomme à la tête de l'armée sassanide. Général victorieux, face aux Romains, et fervent chrétien, Sarkis réussit à convertir au christianisme une partie de ses troupes ce qui mit en colère l’empereur sassanide, adepte du zoroastrisme (l’ancienne religion de l’Iran, avant son islamisation). Sarkis ayant détruit de nombreux temples du feu, l’empereur fera mettre à mort son fils Mardiros, plusieurs de ses compagnons et finalement Sarkis lui-même, nous racontent ses hagiographies. Le père et le fils seront élevés au rang de saints et martyrs.

On raconte qu’au Ve siècle, c’est saint Mesrob qui a ramené les reliques de saint Sarkis en Arménie, dans la province d’Arakadzotsen, pas très loin de la ville d’Achtarag, dans le village d’Ouchi où ils furent enterrées. Sur ces restes, un monastère fut construit et porta le nom de Saint-Sarkis.

Sarkis est également vénéré par l’Église assyrienne le 5 janvier et, très discrètement, par les catholiques le 7 janvier. Ne pas confondre saint Sarkis avec saint Serge et son compagnon Bacchus, deux militaires romains du IVe siècle, eux d’origine syrienne, également morts en martyrs et vénérés le 7 octobre.

Les prochaines dates : 31 janvier 2026, 27 janvier 2027, 12 février 2028, 27 janvier 2029, 16 février 2030…

 Un article de l'Almanach international des éditions BiblioMonde, 15 février 2024

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New Post has been published on https://massispost.com/2024/09/a-miracle-in-the-making-the-rise-of-saint-sarkis-diyarbekir-amed-dikranagerd/

A Miracle in The Making? The Rise of Saint Sarkis, Diyarbekir (Amed/Dikranagerd)

DIYARBEKIR — The Diyarbekir Armenian community has launched a new project to renovate (rebuild) Sourp Sarkis, the second Armenian Apostolic church of the city. The church is thought to date back to the 16th century and was all but destroyed until the renovation project was approved by Turkish authorities. The Armenian community of the city considers the renovation of this church essential to the revitalization and growth of their community today. Many of them are from surrounding regions such as Kulp, Sasoon, Lije, and Batman. The Sourp Sarkis renovation project includes the construction of workshops, accommodation, and other facilities on…

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soup

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soup for me sourp for me

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reference: Ophelia (1921) by Friedrich Heyser

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@hollowtones giving us an IMPORTANT message: the wourld is full of many sourp

[444names]

french forenames + brythonic deities + the entire wikipedia article on the list of rulers of wales

Abie Abled Ably Abruter Absouis Acces Acelly Adienine Adochavic Adogillon Adome Aelly Aeri Aerred Afte Allanus Allethern Alsher Alst Amedint Anal Ance Andafab Andetut Andr��lic Angs Aniffers Aninge Anoweed Anown Anthrie Ançoine Aphinger Aprin Aproc Aray Arite Arthernus Arthill Ascrince Auddowers Aurnmette Bable Batre Befew Beger Belf Bely Bent Bere Bers Betwen Bledd Bles Blynllydd Bodraf Brarly Bras Brein Briales Brienty Brin Bring Brint Brish Bros Brough Buri Bush Buxen Buxove Cadaricel Caday Cadd Cadedince Cadenry Cadove Cadr Cadric Cadwrce Carawdwal Carine Carly Carn Casguy Cast Cell Cernus Chaver Chenetel Ciddia Cielydd Cien Cittel Clarna Clasgilia Claufate Clogitie Clywgo Cléa Cléath Clémed Clémie Clémyr Cogus Colaill Cons Corgain Cormadfed Coution Criceing Crok Curpentuc Cyndanny Dael Daeth Dafted Dander Ddandoms Dduis Ddured Ddyn Deanorch Dech Decrone Dection Defordin Dehenly Demon Dent Dept Deputions Dermers Dingdoms Diumed Doclast Dowrgaine Drandu Durych Dyfnwald Dyfwr Dyne DynFaws Edethory Edylog Efed Eils Eineviève Einger Einèsed Eporic Erbette Ested Exil Eximette Exis Fabus Faerverme Faliern Febelph Feberien Ffews Fich Figilip Flon Foebruly Foli Folwy Fonad Forawdwys Forwelp Fraw Frens Fris Gail Gainie Garius Gedie Gedine Gent Geoune Gers Gine Ginge Gint Gion Gise Gocédréli Gook Gookel Gords Gorvel Gradfenyr Gred Gremere Grus Grégiocis Gwynly Gélindine Hanus Haëll Heig Heine Heive Hene Hern Hers Hert Hicting Hile Hilywr Hippe Hipt Hoach Hoatch Hown Hugoc Husucim Hyfers Hywes Hywys Iddy Ieucharde Ieude Ieuder Ined Inem Ingdovic Inged Innuell Innydd Iromarche Ithenes Jach Jacidie Jeadfanus Jeas Jeater Jeavets Jecame Jocelyn Jondŵr Josed Jule Jérès Karie Killor Kince Kinch Kinck Kinderry Kindes Kiner Kinglaund Kins Knoton Lain Lane Latter Latut Latutimos Lissa Llywenice Losébarca Luce Léme Macquete Macquetwo Madig Madrown Maimed Mance Mandog Mannus Manuethue Manus Mara Mard Marts Mationt Mech Mectis Meigankno Mennusen Metthed Meuafyn Meuc Meuretus Molle Mons Mors Motertia Muron Muryfnwas Myrn Méliet Nalia Nalles Nartuely Natiove Natopped Natrenie Naum Nawg Neste Nothéo Notrochn Noval Nowel Olia Oliad Onyf Orguis Orieures Ormarn Pariael Paty Pent Pers Peste Peturydd Phiech Plasce Pledd Plind Porth Prientria Prils Prise Priso Prita Pritin Pron Putiocum Ragai Ratives Read Reanden Rech Recheyrn Reilst Reirkeve Remog Reque Rewdws Reximon Rhurey Rhus Rhylative Romicolin Rorfydd Rotain Ruff Rules Rulialod Rulins Rusech Sagn Sagragnis Sambis Sece Seed Seirèsed Seized Seliaeled Seperign Septe Septirely Sermin Sevelp Shig Shim Shiriete Sold Soleaved Souis Sourps Stater Stic Stis Stranevir Subjeangs Suce Suzannuse Sébarle Séven Séveris Talexanex Teis Tewd Thearad Thed Thenry Ther Thern Therta Thorthef Thos Thran Ting Tione Toino Tophimue Torgancle Trette Tric Tried Trin Tuded Twel Tywg Undepor Unknos Uporther Usece Valor Vannwg Vançoings Veds Vern Vidige Vindamile Vium Vius Vive Vortine Wald Walitine Walled Wassylle Wely Whiered Whowin Whowy Wory Yverme Yvolwy Éliallywg Élien Élionia Émerne Étatyl

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Lévon Minassian & Armand Amar - Amen Hayr Sourp - SoundCloud

Listen to Lévon Minassian & Armand Amar - Amen Hayr Sourp by Hager on #SoundCloud

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