#why is there a cowboy next to a medieval castle

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LYRIC SENTENCE STARTERS:  PEACH PRC.    — from the ep manic dream pixie.

KINDA FAMOUS.

“coffee black. receipts told me you like that.” “so i was thinking spring, silver wedding rings.” “and i've picked out all our baby names.” “ok, now obsessed.” “your name on my chest.” “you're kinda famous.” “don't wanna be friends.” “you're not a phase.” “i know you don't know me yet.” “my obsession.” “know you will. better, more than yourself.” “cctv, smile and wave.” “so take me up backstage.” “i know all the names of every song you played.” “one day you'll write about us too.” “i can be your muse when we say 'i do'.” “you're gonna love me if you know me.” “you're gonna love me soon enough.” “i'm your biggest fan.”

PERFECT FOR YOU.

“baby, i'm perfect for you.” “can we go outside for a walk?” “(name) told me you guys were hitting it off.” “she kissed me in the bathroom.” "oh, she said it's just for attention or making her jealous.” “you guessed it.” “i'm not a good friend but she doesn't know that.” “she's gonna hate me, but i want you so bad.” “i want you so bad.” “kiss me, i'm not scared.” “if she's gone, i swear.” “i'm done tryna play it fair.” “i don't care.” “touch me.” “i'm alone now.” “are you on your own?” “she might want you but i do too.” “if you only knew.” “you were in boots and a cowboy hat.” “(name) said you knew my music.” “next week you're playing for (name).” “now i can't betray her.” “even though the gods are crazy.” “even though the stars are blind.” “if you show me real love.” “i'm in your sweater.” “don't wanna upset her.” “but i can do what she can do so much better.”

F U GOODBYE.

“i know it's been a while since you've seen me.” “i heard you're doing well now with your comedy.” “i reminisce nostalgic bits of 90s hits.” “do you miss it, have you thought of it since?” “so if you still think of me i'd love to meet for coffee.” “if i could just see your face.” “i'd look into your eyes and say i hate your jokes and don't think you're funny. “i hope you choke.” “know that you were the worst 45 seconds i had in my life.” “i hope your conscience haunts you at night.” “fuck you and goodbye.” “a couple therapists are now familiar.” “and by the way, i caught up with your ex.” “we shared regrets and most of them were sex.” “so if you miss the old days i'd love to meet face to face.” “i'd sit down at your table and scream if i was able.” “i hate your jokes and don't think you're funny.” “thanks to you gentle hands still resemble demands.” “loving lips on my mouth feel like currency now.” “thanks to you i fear kind.” “now i can't spend the night.”

LOVED YOU BEFORE.

“i bet we were a couple bugs just slithering in the mud.” “happily in love doing bug stuff.” “i think i met you in a store in 1944.” “i probably wrote you letters while you went off to the war.” “nd we could've been two birds, now wouldn't that be so absurd.” “or maybe just lost lovers that keep getting rediscovered.” “think i loved you before back when we were dinosaurs.” “i wanna stay in love in this life and the next one.” “i think we've already met somewhere, another planet.” “i loved you before.” “i loved you in this life and the next one.” “maybe you left me on a trip, two pirates on a ship.” “counting all the gold as the boat tipped.” “could we have been there drinking wine in medieval times?” “laughing in a castle with our glasses intertwined.” “two complementary colours.” “the winter, the spring and summer.” “forever just lost lovers that keep getting rediscovered.” “if i'm the sun, then you're the moon.” “in this life and the nights too.” “if it's over soon then come back through.” “just to say, say i love you.”

FAVOURITE PERSON.

“i try not to compare a teenage love.” “i know that isn't far or close enough.” “but why can't i just shut up?” “i'm always going on about you when I'm drunk.” “and i see your name in every number plate.” "i tried to erase your face but you're there everyday.” “you're my favourite person.” “i have created a version that hurts less.” “i had to tell myself you're toxic.” “better off cause you're the problem.” “really i just couldn't take it being hated by my favourite person.” “my favourite person.” “picture vows at a stand in something blue.” “i try to fall but i can't cause they're not you.” “i hate that i'll never stop.” “we're not still home growing up.” “and i hear your tropes in all my stupid jokes.” “i'm starting to lose all hope of ever letting go.” “and if the world was ending i know i'd be spending my last day pretending we were fine.” “when we both grow old with families of our own.” “well we always go back in my mind.” “i tried to erase your face but you're there anyway.”

DEAR INNER CHILD.

“someone kissed my closing eyelids and i made it mean more that it did. “someone put a plate down a little too loud. “now I still flinch whenever i hear the sound. “i learned my mama was just trying her best. “and not that i owe her forgiveness but i'm sorry to that girl in a dress. “if you wanna wear pink, i'll wear it for you. “if you wanna dance, then i'll strap up my shoes. “if you wanna sing, then consider it sung. “i'm sorry that you had to grow up this young. “forget that love is earned 'cause it's always deserved. “i know you had to work just to show them your worth. “remember that a plate is nothing but a plate. “even if it breaks we can throw it away. “i learned that i was only trying my best. “i think i owe her a deep breath. “she was the strongest little girl in a dress. “i'll wear it for you. “i'll strap up my shoes. “you were the strongest little fighter that carried me here. “i know that you're tired from surviving in fear. “so lay down, close your eyes. “cause now i got us for the rest of our life. “if i wanna wear pink i'll wear it for me. “if i wanna dance then i'll lift up on my feet. “i just wanna sing at the top of my lungs. “thanks for being there growing up so young.

[jesterdmc]

The Devil’s adoration, Devil May Cry, Chapter 3

Dante glance at the island. The waves under pushed the boat up and down making it swag as it sped along it. His blue eyes stared into the soul of isolated land on water as if trying to read the place like book.

Not long he found a dock to park his boat, he jumped off and tied the boat.

Dante stepped upon the sands of the island. Inspecting the view he had and saw a very old castle ahead on the side the island on the mountains.

Before him was an underground passageway that connoted with the docks, Perhaps leading up to the castle.

"Man! This reminds me of the good old days, this might be fun!" Dante said. He felt nostalgic with a sly smile. He swiped his twins black and silvery guns, Ebony and Ivory putting them next his head on each side then put them back. Like some old fashioned cowboy showing off for an invisible crowd.

He went on the path that would lead him to his destination. Knowing full well the dangers and traps ahead, he went through all this too many times. He could go finish this in his sleep and be back on the mainland for dinner, but Dante was an expert and every expert demon slayer badass knows to expect the unexpected. That’s why he was legendary in this field right?

Maybe.

He was fully prepared to face whatever comes across his path, but he couldn’t get something over his head. Something wasn’t right, Dante felt so many powerful forces scattered all over the island, dancing like many lit candles in the night. Flickering with cracking affix speed.

Something was definitely up.

With no douto he had to stop it before it was another on coming apocalypse. If he had a penny for every time he stopped the world from ending, he could maybe pay off all his deuts and the money he owed and just maybe, money for more pizzas in the future.

If only.

The legendary demon hunter walked up the underground tunnel  with small lanterns decorated the place and illuminate the way. When half way up the path, the path behind him close by a demon barrior.

He looked at the red glowing and pulsing barrier, he gave an annoyed grunt from his lips when watched as a spectral hand try reaching out to grab him but he was too far to reach. This was an all too familiar scenario to him. “No going back,” It didn’t phase him so he went forward to see whatever was waiting for him.

He pushed his head to both sides to crack his neck, rolling his shoulders and cracked his fingers, preshaping himself for what was ahead. Knowing full well that just ahead a group of demons were gonna try to ambush him.

“Looks like it’s time to kick ass.” Even if he gave the impression he was tired and didn’t want to bother, that was a lie he knew very well. He never got tired of beating up demons. Even if he bitched and moaned about his old age.

~

A gasp came out of Beatrice's mouth as she sat up, trembling and sweating. She grabbed her shoulders as she sniffed a little, trying to hold back her sobs.

She felt so vulnerable, like a naked baby left in the middle of woods at night, at any mere minute to be eaten by wild animals. So terrified what happened to her or rather what was happening to her.

Her knees came up her chest, "Just how long I have been here, I gotta get out of here..I got to!...but how....?"  Beatrice mumbled as she held herself in a protected hunch.

She looked up, absorbing the room’s details. It was an old medieval jail, with hay as bedding on a raised stone platform. It was quiet, dark and cold, so much she could see her breathe.  

Beatrice been here for some time, how long was unsure and fear kept her from doing anything about it, It kept her glued to her spot.

"I got to do something to get out of here, I can't do nothing..." Beatrice hugged her legs tighter saying so, shivering. She glanced down at the stone messy floor that traveled to the iron gate door.

Beatrice slowly got off the stone platform with cautionary steps, with a nervous tic she swallowed. Taking her time to approach the gate.

She stared at the gate door in a closer view. The gate looked a little rickety and could break with the right force, however she wasn't strong enough. So she grabbed the bars and tried peeked down and up the dim hallways, making sure that no one was around.

The coast was clear, so Beatrice kneeled down to take a better look at the lock. In a worried puzzled twitch she inspected it. "It works in the movies..."  She took out two hairpins from her hair and started working away.

After a few moments later, what could have been hours, nothing was achieved. Only her stress was getting higher and higher. Worried she’ll be caught, worried she’ll be punished or she’ll be locked up here forever and starved to death.

"Argh! It won't work!" Beatrice stood up and kick the gate, and turned her back to it frustrated. Arms crossed in a displasure.

Before she could think of a new plan, a creaking sound made her turn back around and see the gate fall down.

Surprised she stood there in awe at her own action.

Quickly after that, she took a moment of freedom walked out of the jail cell. Still ttying to be careful if any one hear the gate fell.  She looked right, left down the hallways in caution for guards. Then grabbed one of the many torches that was hanging on the walls.

Beatrice ran along the dark corridor desperately looking for a way out, fearing for her safety.

She was in some kind of dungeon, rooms and corners covered with webs and rats. Most rooms empty, others filled with torture devices or other cages and chains. Ruins of an age passed long ago.

All grim and scary, making her blood quicken.

Beatrice stopped in her tracks and looked behind her when she heard something, only darkness greeted her yet her heart pumped fast with anxiety as she felt something was watching her.

Before she could move some kind of monster jump at her. It was some kind of white Lizard with ice armor, like some kind of dragon knight.

Beatrice yelped and fell on her bottom, making the thing miss her and slammed against the wall on the other side of her.

Just as it jumped again at her, the effect it took against the walls made the room rumble making the walls and floor break and fall apart. The ice lizard fell down failing to get her, followed by a roaring scream.

Beatrice fell too, but with some luck grabbed onto what was left of the stone floor, dropping her source of light to use her other hand. Before she uses her strength to pick herself up, the floor crumbled with her along, screaming down the hole she fell.

[laowhen]

Clint Eastwood and Benedict Cumberbatch had a kid…