#a price to pay

[duraxxor]

Whisper Prompt - “He is lying. Make an example of him and show the world what becomes of those who refuse to answer my question the first time.”

A young magus trampled through the woods on foot. So young and naive they were. Beads of sweat trickling down their neck in the midst of the night’s coolness. He panted, breathlessly trying to capture air back into his lungs. Fear bristled within them in sweet, sweet melancholy. For even with this man’s inexperience, the stories had taught him that one such as the Lady in Red was not one you trifle with. Everywhere he looked, he half expected the shadows to lunge and tear him to pieces. 

“Shit! Shit shit shit! I have to leave this place. I have to get as far away from this area as possible. Yes! I will leave Azeroth and go straight to the Outlands! Yeah! That bitch won’t find me there! I knew trying to seek her for power was a mistake! But they won’t be able to touch me there! Yeah! I will show them! I will show them all! “ 

The smile creeping upon the man’s face betrayed his thoughts. And while his words may have been a bandage for his fear, it most certainly dulled his senses as another entity started to lurk within the brush, imminently stepping out into the light of the moon. The leaves shifted and with it, the magus jumped. 

“Gah! Who are you?! You best not be one of her lackeys! “He began to create hand signals to draw runes for a spell. Arcane particles popped when he immediately came to a stop. His fel-tainted gaze looked upon the visage of a new individual. He appeared elven but seemed rather odd in nature. A lithe and elongated limbs were wrapped in a business suit. A short length tophat nestled upon his sculpted scalp above the brow line. An icky, green hue decorated the eyes that were peering in his direction with a calculative stare. His nose, while pointed, had silver whiskers that stretched the curvature of his upper lip. 

“Were you followed? Tailed? Perhaps even bamboozled? “The unknown personnel questioned this young man with a stone-cold structure of a man who did business. No emotion to be shown, not even a smile on the matter. His arms folded behind his back as he continued to just stare. How unnerving at a time like this. 

“ Wh- I don’t know. L-look… help me! This crazy bitch is after me, alright? Can you please do that for me? I can pay you handsomely! Name your price! I will make it worth your while! Gold? Women? I can hook you up! “While he didn’t quite trust the man, his guard was lowered enough to understand that perhaps he was paranoid to jump to conclusions that this businessman was in league with Sanguine Sorceress. 

That eerie stare bored into him, like a loan shark trying to pick out the man’s hand in the midst of a poker game. And then, he pulled his hands from his backside and clasped them together. His approach was calm, showing that he was willing to pay heed to his deal. “You wish to name a price? Well, I can most certainly make you a proposition. “There was an air about him that seemed to flow in an ominous whirl. Never seeming to blink even when the man’s gestures were erratic. 

“Name it, I would do anything to get out of this… “The magus wallowed, feeling the suspense of time drawing closer as if the Lady in Red’s claws were drawing closer and closer by the minute. 

The stranger’s lips finally elongated into a smile. The permission had been given and the deal would now be struck. “Answer me one simple question: Have you lied in the last thirty minutes and twenty-seven seconds? “ 

That was oddly specific. The magus looked to him with a bizarre, perplexed stare before he felt himself blurt out an answer on instinct. “No! Of course, I h-haven’t! I am innocent! “Another bead of sweat flowed down from his brow; a nervous smile twitched into false confidence. Oh no. Could he see right through me?

With his answer, the newfound business negotiator would find himself most dissatisfied. A scoff followed as the man began to dust himself off. This ignorant fool would fail to understand that every deal also had a consequence. “Is that all? My god you are a horrid player. Not only did you lie about what I had asked of you, you lied to yourself. Don’t you understand, boy. No one is innocent. This world is founded on the principles of wrong doings from all faces. Even the self-proclaimed good and righteous… Tsk tsk. That will be paid with interest now. I hope your insurance policy is a good one. “ 

The liar’s jaw grew slack as if he had been absolutely had to the highest degree. An immediate instinct to clench for dear life. “What do you mean pay with interest?! Are you insa-Glork! “His whining words trickled into paralyzed whimpers. An opportunity turned into his foe as quick as the shadows were cast. Within his jaws, this madman had already shoved half of his fist inside, bypassing teeth that refused to snap down out of defense. His tongue, now pinned between the middle finger and the metallic, ring digit that held that tender muscle tightly. 

“Insanity? We had a deal. And you did not hold your end of the bargain. It seems you didn’t do your homework when attempting to have transactions with entities that are beyond your paygrade. It is terrible enough that you spoiled the moment, but you also lied to one of my favorite associates. For shame! “The distant stare continued to bore into his eyes, having seen it all. Heard it all. Had it all. This man was playing a poker game with a pair of twos while the dealer was full on royalty. 

The magus suddenly felt this cruel businessman begin to pull on his tongue, bringing the muscle and veins to a tightness. At first, it started out as a pressure that had left the man quite uncomfortably whimpering. His arms trying to grab the monster that had him in his grasp. But over time, the tug began to pull on the base. The strength is prying at his lower jaw painfully. That fleshiness began to consume his sense of taste mixed in with an overproduction of saliva that was dripping onto the man’s glove. Whimpers now turned into muffled cries as tears began to stream down the man’s features. Kicking at the dirt, he just couldn’t muster the strength for freedom.

SPLORCH! 

There was a split second in the severance as those final threads of flesh gave away. The pain now lighting his maw aflame. And as this man screamed, his illogical attempt to breathe in cost him further as the gushing blood that overflowed went directly into his lungs. His throat bubbled and heaved, desperately trying to regain himself but found himself drowning in his own blood and piss alike. And to make matters worse, the last thing he would see with one more visage. 

The businessman possessed the most insidious grin, baring the teeth of a devil that was victorious in this hour. “And now. For the interest! “In the blink of an eye, another sickening sound of torn flesh followed as the bubbling babbler went completely silent after one last gag. 

The following morning, travelers were in disgust, some even dry heaving at the sight of the most unsettling thing they had ever seen on the cobblestone road. The corpse of that naive magus, kneeling down with his hands placed upon thighs. Bloodied with his own guts that peaked from the crater in his chest. Much like it, his jawline was gaping wide with a trickle of fluid still running out of it onto the puddle beneath him. Eyes glazed over by the grip of death. Tongue and heart had been plucked from this soulless husk. And with it, a single word was etched into the stone by a finger of bloodied ink. 

L I A R

[[ Enjoy this Lady in Red @sanguinesorceress <3 ]]

[soulinkpoetry]

Oh what? Because you dismissed your heart’s little voice, there was a price to pay? Either way you could have gone there will always be someone you could have disappointed.

Soulinkpoetry

There will always be someone you disappoint, either way you go.Follow what feels right at the time.

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[wangxianficrecs]

Hi! Hello! Hope your day is going well!

I have a copy of A Price to Pay, by Wangxianist. The work was never finished but I have ch 1-11. Do you want a copy for all the asks you’ve been getting?

I thoroughly enjoy your blog and value your hard work highly. Thank you for all you do for the fandom and for all the hours of enjoyment you have provided.

💜💜💜

PS I also have a copy of the Taming Wangxian translation if that is at all useful for you?

Cheers!!

Hi!

Thank you so much for your lovely message and the offer, but I actually recently got a copy of the story as well, which is why I reblogged the ask again, because now I can finally share this much-requested fic ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

I'm glad you're enjoying the blog! It's been a joy as well and I can't believe it's almost been a full year since I have taken over!

~Mod Kay

[analogseeker]

it's me and my green sweater against the world (im currently melting)

[thescriptorium]

no way ppl are using ai to write ao3. what happened to being a tortured writer. what happened to blood on the page. what happened to the ao3 curse. people used to get run over, have their houses burned down, break their entire spines and they still put in the work to finish a chapter. fuck you, using ai. y’all are weak

[ohposhers]

appledash jumpscare ooooo!!!!!!

[guiltknight-gaming]

Diablo IV Episode 173: A Price To Pay

[eggchef]

men (dean winchester) will just wear another man's (castiel's) trenchcoat and sit on his lap and

[kathyarchs]

always curious what older men think of me?

[hinamie]

brighter days ahead

[lilybug-02]

Doomed by the Narrative.

Bug Fact: Each species of Firefly have their own pattern of light flashing.

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[bloominglegumes]

making my own food,,

[hussyknee]

Your "non-confrontational" choices not to communicate hurt the people you don't confront btw. You're not a martyr for keeping everything inside and then running away when other people don't know what's going on with you. You just decided avoiding rejection and sparing your own feelings was easier than being honest and giving them the agency to respond and make their own decisions. You chose to hurt them so they didn't hurt you. You think your feelings are realer and more important than their own care and love for you. You were always just waiting for a sign to run.

"If they cared about me they would have–" did you tell them that? Did you let them know how you feel? How much importance you place on those requirements they don't know they have to meet? This secret criteria and secret signs for your secret feelings? Or are you making them play a game they don't know even exists?

Your choice not to communicate isn't cute. You didn't run because they didn't feel the same for you. You ran so you wouldn't have to risk rejection. You chose to prioritise your own self-protection over their trust in and love for you. At least own that.

[pocasu]

wishing our briar prince a belated happy birthday 🥹🐉

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

kay on the one hand we've all heard the jokes about turkish delight and how much was it worth selling off your family for but today i went to the turkish confectionary downtown and god DAMN let me tell you

pomegranate rahat lokum with diced pistachio and crushed rose ?????

i think i get it actually

[the-raindeer-king]

Simon and Price are the kind of guys that insist on paying for everything on a vacation. They're paying for the hotel, the rental car, food, any stupid knickknacks you want. If you even pull out your wallet, they're going to be all huffy. John will politely tell you not to worry about, he's got you covered. On the hand, Simon's taking your wallet from you, telling you that you don't need to spend your money, you've got him for that.

Johnny and Kyle don't mind splitting things with you. You pay for the hotel, he'll pay for the flights, dividing out the expenses so you've both got money for the actual trip. Johnny gets all lovey-dovey when you buy him things, jokes that you're spoiling him. But don't fret, he'll get you back later. Gaz gets all warm and fuzzy when you pay for dinner, staring at you with a lovestruck expression. He thinks it's so sweet, and it's just one more push towards finally pulling the ring out of his pocket.