#vilekyrie

[bubblemoon66]

Occasionally, I still think about the Spy!AU. 

#skulduggery pleasant #Spy!AU #vilekyrie #valduggery #arcanegan

[lassieposting]

Engagement ring asks: valdug, tanguine, wreath/melancholia, vilekyrie

Valdug:

They match. Absolutely they match. Valdug are a custom His'n'Hers matching set with "Until The End" engraved on the inside of both. It's a longstanding joke between them for her to give him skull-themed gifts, so I could see her asking whoever makes them to include skulls in the design. The only thing he really insists on is for his to be wearable under gloves without messing up the lines or the fabric.

Vilekyrie:

Hers doubles as a replacement for her 18th birthday ring from Wreath, because Vile is petty and territorial - it has some of his magic in it, which is. Considerably stronger than hers, and correspondingly harder for her to control, but will protect her in a fight, which is pretty soft as Vile goes.

Tanguine:

BRS is surprisingly sappy and romo, so he really puts a lot of thought into the ring he proposes with. He knows Tanith liked to play with her mother's jewelry as a little girl, and that she never really got to have anything like that once she was sent away, so he picks something from that era, with her favourite stone in it.

He grew up a cowboy, and he's spent a lot of his life under the stars. The ones on his ring are from the day she agreed to marry him.

Wreath/Melancholia:

I think they only ever talk once? So I'm guessing this would be like. A Temple-arranged marriage. They probably wouldn't really know each other or what the other one would like. But Necromancers in general are big on austerity and spartan comfort and Going Without To Look Pious, and as the Death Bringer, Melancholia is supposed to portray an ideal of Necromancer values, so hers would be almost minimalist, in keeping with her public image.

Wreath though? Not into minimalism or austerity in the slightest. He'd find himself something a lot more ornate.

#skulduggery pleasant

[lovesomehate]

And more Valkyrie x Lord Vile because I can

#skulduggery pleasant #lord vile #valkyrie cain #valduggery #vilekyrie #my drawings #hands are still the devil #and her hair could be better but I’m not angry at it #also I rubbed the shit out of him to give the effect of shadows 😂 #specially on his hands on her back #girl just grabbed him btw 😂 #it was hard to do her face smushed against his helmet ngl #her head looks small but whatever

[valdug]

Title: vide noir

Rating: E

Pairing: Valkyrie Cain/Lord Vile, Valkyrie Cain/Skulduggery Pleasant (implied)

Summary: “I know you can talk,” Valkyrie said. “I’ve heard you in my world before.”

Silence, which somehow still disappointed her, though of course she hadn’t expected him to answer. Suddenly—like a voice in a dream, only half-there, quiet and rasping—"What did I say?“

She was taken aback, and she only stared at him at first, as though trying to process that he’d actually spoken. Then, "My name,” Valkyrie said. “You just said my name.”

#vilekyrie #valduggery #lmfao the last post on my blog is an anon asking about this fic...like two years ago....WELL I HOPE YOU'RE STILL AROUND HERE IT IS #this has been half-finished in my drafts for two years and if i look at it for any longer i will simply Hurl #my fic

[vverandi]

vilekyrie.

thats it, thats the post

#skulduggery pleasant #valdug #vilekyrie #i have a lot of feelings

[pumpkan]

Im on an SP rampage

Hey have you read There May be Some Dancing by @neotericbitch?

#lord vile #valkyrie cain #skulduggery pleasant #my art #vilekyrie #sorry about the boring pose im just doing me right now trying to make art every day and taking it easy #not 100% on this lord vile design but again its whatever

[lilboppaloola]

"Devil Side" by Foxes is some good fuckin Vilekyrie content this has been a PSA

#also its a fucking banger hot damn #skulduggery pleasant #valduggery #vilekyrie

[eyesocketsandsuits]

Some Persistence of Personification

@onelassieandherfandoms : where’s all my vilekyrie content at

On AO3. On FFn.

In a different life, Valkyrie would have liked to live somewhere like here. The trees groaned above her, leaves red and yellow and orange, casting fantastic patterns in her vision, even with her eyes closed, even with her ears ringing, head spinning.

Her eyes snapped open and she scrambled up, slipping back down in the leaves.

Lord Vile stood in front of her, the only monochrome thing in the whole forest.

Valkyrie couldn't speak, a lump in her throat. She wondered where her stick was, buried somewhere underneath the leaves. She felt naked.

"Hey," she rasped.

Lord Vile didn't move.

Valkyrie gave a little wave. "You tried to kill me last time I found you. Are you going to do that again?"

Vile held a hand up, and a shadow whipped forward—Valkyrie flinched back.

Nothing hit her.

She cracked her eye open, and her stick was held in front of her by a thin shadow. She frowned at it, frowned at Vile, and then held her hand out. The stick floated gently into her hand, and the shadow dissolved into the air.

Valkyrie gripped it, gripped it harder. Let out a breath.

"Thank you."

Wind rustled through the trees. A red leaf floated down and landed on Vile's helmet.

Valkyrie laughed.

A shadow grew from Vile's armor and pierced the leaf, and the laugh died on Valkyrie's lips.

"You know, this is the first time we've had a talk since…" Valkyrie stood, slowly. "Since, well, you know. Since you went coo-coo-cachoo. I've missed you. It's weird not hearing you talk all the time. Do you miss talking?"

Nothing.

"I bet you do," Valkyrie said, brushing a leaf off her pants. "I bet Skulduggery is dying to make fun of me, isn't he? What does he think of this tattoo?" She pulled up her shirt and pointed to the cartoony skull and crossbones on her ribs. "I can hear the disappointment from here."

Vile did nothing.

"I mean, not that you care, just that I've been dragging myself all over the world looking for you." Valkyrie put her hands in her pocket and shrugged. "I missed you, you know? And every time I found you, you would throw shadow spikes at me, and hit me in the head with a shadow and knock me out…"

Valkyrie looked at him, eyes wide, before shrugging again.

"I mean, it's whatever, I forgive you for hitting me on the head with a shadow and knocking me unconscious. Risk I have to take."

Valkyrie kicked a leaf.

Vile did what he had been mostly been doing—nothing.

"I miss Skulduggery, by the way, not you. Why didn't you kill me, just then? You finally had me at your mercy, literally at your feet. You messed up. That's every villain's problem, you know, they don't strike while the iron is hot."

Valkyrie was getting sufficiently creeped out, Vile just staring at her.

"Can I talk to Skulduggery? Please? Does he miss me?"

A shadow swept across the ground, scattering leaves as it came towards her. Valkyrie jumped over it, snarling, and ran towards Vile, brandishing her stick.

The ground shifted under her and Valkyrie had to change directions. Her feet slipped in the leaves and she fell on her side, kicking her legs, trying to get away get away get away, before a shadow ripped through her.

Instead, Vile was suddenly standing over her. Valkyrie lashed out, magic crackling, but what she didn't expect was his foot to come down on her chest, squeezing the air from her lungs.

Valkyrie felt tears spring to her eyes. Panicked, she swung her stick towards him, weak, slow, but as soon as it got near him, energy crackled out and snuck underneath the plates in Vile's armor.

Vile jerked away, spikes twisting out of the shadows, as much as a snarl as Vile would make. Valkyrie scrambled up and ran, slipping and sliding on the leaves.

She sprinted, nearly twisting an ankle, until she tasted iron in her mouth. She slowed, looking over her shoulder.

But it was fine. He never followed.

…

England greeted her with rain.

Valkyrie out front of the airport, looking around, glaring at anyone who bumped into here, even when they were long gone, suitcase behind them like a dog. Valkyrie's own suitcase was filthy.

A car sped past, and Valkyrie jumped backwards too late. A gust of wind blew water in her face. Tanith pulled up on her bike.

"Valkyrie!" Tanith took of her helmet, hair like a mane, brightest thing standing on that asphalt. "God, it's been ages!" She hopped off her bike and pulled Valkyrie into a rough hug. "You look good."

Valkyrie managed to smile back. "Missed you. Happy things haven't changed here, and thank you for picking me up. I really appreciate it."

Tanith grinned. "Hey, what's a little motorcycle ride in the rain for my best gal pal?" She opened the seat of her bike. "How goes the hunt, by the way?" she asked, casually, voice light.

"Your Sanctuary was nice enough to tip me off that he's in the area. Somewhere. In the country. Which is a better lead than I usually have." Valkyrie hesitated. "Tanith, there's no way my suitcase is going to fit in there. Like, no way."

Tanith looked from Valkyrie's suitcase to the motorcycle. "Can you drag it?"

"Won't the wheels snap off?"

"I mean, maybe." Tanith puckered her lips, then shrugged. "I think you're going to have to drag it. Sorry, Val."

The wheels did snap off, and Valkyrie was terrified of the whole thing spilling open and her clothing tripping up the bike. Tanith didn't seemed concerned, because she had a helmet, but Valkyrie was busy blinking the water out of her eyes, one arm firmly around Tanith's waist, the other hand with the suitcase, utterly blind to what was happening.

Granted, Tanith lived here, and probably traversed these roads constantly. But it made her heart pound with adrenaline, all the same.

And then she was flying through the air.

Her reflexes snapped in before she knew what was happening, and she curled her arms around her head, trying to make sense of the ground.

But it didn't matter, because something wrapped around her and dragged her down. She slammed in the asphalt, winded, confused. She twisted, and there was Tanith's bike, front tire shredded—and Tanith?

There was just the green of the surrounding fields.

And then she was flung through the air and landed right in the middle of one of those fields. She rolled through the dung and dirt, shoulder cracking. She struggled to sit—her arm gave out from under her. Dislocated, probably.

Valkyrie's ears rang, and she jumped up, whipping around.

And there was Lord Vile, dark, water making him shimmer in a demented sort of mirage as it rippled over the armor. It almost looked like leather in this light. The wheat was up to his waist, and it brushed against Valkyrie's hands.

"Skulduggery?" Valkyrie tried.

Vile grew spikes and threw himself at her. She danced out of the way, ragged and disoriented, her shoulder throbbing. He whipped those shadows at her feet, but she was already dancing away.

"Tanith!" she bellowed.

Shadow slammed into her, and she fell onto her bad shoulder. Pain seared, so sudden tears mixed with the rain, and then it disappeared. He had popped the damn thing back into place. And her concentration was back, too.

The power rushed to her like an energetic dog, and she dug her fingers into the dirt and electricity burrowed through the ground. Vile couldn't see what she was doing, and Valkyrie watched with a grim sort of satisfaction as Vile cringed.

And then shadows slithered through the ground and crawled onto her hands. She screamed and jolted back, but the shadows dug into her flesh. She howled this time, shaking her hands and the shadows ate through her flesh, red with the black.

The shadows dissolved like smoke, and Vile was standing over her.

Valkyrie was shaking, the raw pain—

Vile bent down in the grass, looking at her hands. Valkyrie could see Skulduggery in him, then, in the tilt of the head, and the direct, wondrous interest in her, her movements, her pain.

He hadn't meant to hurt her. That was plain to see. And he reached out to touch her cheek…

Tanith slammed her sword into his back. Vile reared upwards, but Tanith had gotten her sword through a slit in his armor. She grunted in satisfaction and twisted, and Valkyrie could see the pain as Vile moved.

But it didn't take him long to figure out what had happened. A black tentacle whipped around Tanith's waist and pulled her off, held her in the air. Tanith struggled, trying to rip or hack at the shadow, but Vile just squeezed harder.

Valkyrie could see the shadow start to burrow under Tanith's skin, follow her veins, bloody and violent and painful. Tanith screamed. Vile tilted his head, manipulated the air with his hand, and the shadow obediently followed.

Valkyrie dragged herself off the ground. Her heart slammed in her ears. However much of Skulduggery remained, his benevolence only extended as far as Valkyrie.

"Stop!"

Tanith stopped screaming.

Valkyrie lipped her lips. Vile's back was to her, but he looked over his shoulder at her.

Valkyrie stepped closer. "Stop." Her voice was hoarse.

Lord Vile considered, turning back to Tanith in the air. For a long second, Valkyrie thought he was going to continue, and that she would have to watch her friend die.

But then, then, thank God, Vile tossed her away like a ragdoll.

The heavy weight on Valkyrie's chest lifted, and she staggered over to where Tanith had disappeared in the long grass. She was already sitting up and flicking her hands to rid herself of the blood from her ruptured capillaries.

"Where is he?" Tanith said, reaching for her sword.

"You're bleeding," Valkyrie pointed out.

"Yeah, and I'm going to make him bleed."

"He's a skeleton." Valkyrie stood. "He's gone."

"Fuck." Tanith stood up. "And he wrecked my bike. God, he's such a dick."

"Are you, like, okay?" Valkyrie stared at Tanith's hands. "He might have nicked an artery."

Tanith walked back over to the road. "Listen, if I pass out from blood loss, call the mechanic and get my bike taken care of, first."

…

Tanith's house was larger than Valkyrie would have expected. It was way out in the country, an hour's ride in a taxi. A neglected garden filled with weeds and wild plants, but grass neat and clipped. Large windows, a second floor. Wooden walls that needed to be repainted.

When Tanith unlocked the door and led Valkyrie, it made her sad. Not enough furniture for the large space. No pictures on the walls.

"I don't have another bed besides my own," Tanith said, pointing to the couch. "But I have plenty of blankets and spare pillows. If it's really awful, you can always bunk with me. But I kick and punch in my sleep."

Valkyrie grinned. "No, the couch's perfect."

Tanith threw Valkyrie's clothes into the dryer and gave her an old, baggy t-shirt for pajamas.

They heated up leftovers and then made popcorn, flipping through the local access channels because Tanith wasn't home enough to justify cable. They had a good time—Downtown Abbey was still playing, all these years later—and they tried to piece together the story, laughing madly.

This was good. It was the first time she had relaxed in years, and the realization of it made her throat close up.

The realization of it made her miss Skulduggery.

"Hey, Val?"

Valkyrie looked over, swallowing heavily. "Yeah?"

Tanith ate some popcorn, eyes glued to the television screen, fingers bandaged. "Why did he listen to you?"

Valkyrie couldn't comprehend the question. She floundered for a second, but Tanith continued:

"I mean, he was going to kill me, today, wasn't he? And you told him to stop, and he did." Tanith' glanced over at her, then back to the television. "And he didn't kill you. You were down on the ground. He could have."

"Yeah. He could have."

"So, why?"

Valkyrie swallowed again. "I mean, he's still Skulduggery, right?"

Tanith looked over so fast, Valkyrie was surprised her neck didn't crack.

Valkyrie's fingers curled into her palms. "I mean, somewhere, deep inside," she said quickly, "Skulduggery is there. And I think that he's been Lord Vile so long that Skulduggery can influence his decisions."

Tension had drained from Tanith's shoulders, and she looked back at the screen. "Yeah, that makes sense. Who the hell is this stuffy bloke with the limp again?"

…

Valkyrie's eyes snapped open.

She didn't know where she was and she kicked herself upwards, panting, sticky with sweat. Not a hotel, she had flown somewhere yesterday though, arrived…

Relief swept through her. England. Tanith.

The nightmare clung to her mind. She kicked the covers off and tied her hair back from her face, fanning herself. A cold glass of water always helped sooth her nerves, and she was just swinging her feet off the couch when she caught sight of Lord Vile.

She froze. He stood in front of the television, not a meter away from her, as black as the night around him.

She should call for Tanith. Call for Tanith and run, because here was a mass murderer standing in front of her, who was going to murder her friend a few hours earlier, who was going to probably murder Valkyrie now. She should call for Tanith.

Valkyrie stood, slowly, slowly. Shadows rolled around Valkyrie's ankles, ready to lash out if she ran, but she didn't.

Valkyrie walked up to him, an inch between them, if that. She looked at his helmet, where his eye sockets would be, so she could at least pretend she was looking him in the eye and not this knot of metal and shadow.

When was the last time she had even seen Skulduggery?

Tendrils of shadows curled against her legs, wrapping around them, brushed against her cheek. Gentle, so gentle.

And Valkyrie leaned herself against his armor, and it curved to meet her body, so she could press closer. How she had missed him, in whatever small way this was him. Maybe he missed her, too.

And those shadows wrapped around over her knees, inching upwards, and she sighed, deeply, sadly. He had never killed her when he had the chance, had he? Just let her run. Like one huge game of cat and mouse.

Her head lolled, and the shadows wrapped around her neck, soft as satin against her skin. Years she had been chasing after him, even since Roarhaven. All around the world. Years. Maybe she was tired.

The shadows curled around her thighs, twisted underneath the back of her shirt, brushed against her lips. And higher those tendrils on her thighs reached.

"Valkyrie?"

Lord Vile disappeared, and his absence made her stagger forward. She whipped around, panting, to Tanith on the stairs.

Tanith's eyes flicked over Valkyrie, eyebrows drawn together.

#skulduggery pleasant #valkyrie cain #vilekyrie #skulduggery pleasant fanfiction #writing #valduggery #traffic

[achameleonsfantasy]

Thanks to @onelassieandherfandoms we got

Lord Vile being fascinated by a lava lamp.

This is just... amazing. I can’t get that picture out of my head so you have to get it too :’D

#Skulduggery Pleasant #Lord vile #Lava lamp #Vilekyrie #?

[robobee]

TELL US ABT THE CREEPY LORD VILE STAN-FIC

asdfghjkl don’t,,, expose me like this cat i thought i could trust you

like,, it’s a Really Long time ago for me n i don’t remember much about it but it’s not THAT long ago (like a couple years back) and i really really hate that,,,,

bleargh i’m not going to look up the fic btw this is just from memory lol

anyway: 

ok so basically i think it was lowkey supposed to be a vilekyrie fic?? (which is icky btw Would Not Recommend) but also more of a platonic ending maybe?? i dont remember lol ig it was partially set in the mevolent!verse and like valkyrie got stuck there again…. and uhhh… yeah that gun explosion in tdotl somehow made lord vile partially? human again and sound like a white gangster for some reason (also note that this was when i had a boner for skul lookin like jensen ackles so he looked like that obv) and obviously my AU BAMF fletcher was there too but i cant remember for what,,, and oh yeah! silas nadir was being roasted by vile i think and uhh it was basically all over the place but the monster hunters and ghastly were there too 

;;fuck thats too much information already

and basically like i think i just had a weird obsession with lord vile n human skul at the time,, not to mention vald*ggery,, and like vile just basically sounded like a fucking dudebro from what i remember.. like ‘YOURE NOT MY REAL DAD @ MEVOLENT’ kinda shit lmao 

& that’s the story of my weird boner for lord vile. thank you and goodbYE

#answered #dominodean #did Not proofread this #thanks for the ask i hate it #lmao anyway my Past is full of Regrets

[fleeting-ghosts-art]

could we get some vilequesse? or vilekyrie cause i'm trash

Ohhhhhh yes we can definitely do that! ;)

[bubblemoon66]

Hi! Hope you're doing well. Can I ask what the spy!AU is? Sounds cool

The Spy!AU was originally created because @venividivictorious asked me to do one of those OTP asks memes for Vile/Valkyrie and I couldn’t answer all the questions without creating a whole AU. It got a lot more fleshed out with Lassie’s help on discord, but I have yet to string it together in a full story. 

It’s set in a world similar to the (Phase 1) Leibniz dimension. Mortal-born mage, Valkyrie Cain, joins the resistance in hopes of overthrowing Mevolent. She’s sent into Mevolent’s palace on a reconnaissance mission where she meets Vile. Vile clocks her as a spy almost instantly but he’s bored with peace and figures the resistance will be more interesting to fight if he lets her live. Valkyrie’s gall and Vile’s boredom leads them to a mentorship which quickly turns to enemies-with-benefits situation. Eventually, romantic feelings develop. 

#@anon this should answer your question as well #/// #skulduggery pleasant #Spy!AU #valduggery #vilekyrie

[lassieposting]

For all the fandoms you’re a part of, what’s some of the best fanfics you’ve read for each?

Oh god okay here goes

Skulduggery Pleasant

Get Jazzy On It by @mooncactus

T. Valdug. Skulduggery and Valkyrie discuss their relationship from opposite sides of an ocean.

Holds the dubious honour of being my all-time favourite fic. The biggest compliment I can give it is that even when I started disliking - and then really disliking - Val, it never stopped me reading Jazzy. Beautifully written and perfectly in character, this fic makes me yearn for the Phase One dynamic like nothing else.

Buried Under Deeper Ground by @elinadsy

M. Valdug. Skulduggery doesn't take Val with him on his investigation in book one. Serpine wins.

My go-to longfic and honestly just one of the best fics I've read period, in any fandom. More thought has gone into how magic works in this fic than in the entire canon series.

Ayurnamat by @ghostcache

G(?). Vilekyrie. Skug can only express feelings through a demented alter ego.

Very short tumblr fic. Soft Vile, which I'm very partial to.

The Witcher

Medicine by @yoursummerfrost

E. Geraskier. Jaskier makes Geralt feel things and he's not sure how to deal with it.

Bartending AU by @yoursummerfrost (just. everything by summerfrost, tbh)

E. Multiship, Geraskier-centric. The one where Geralt is a bartender and Jaskier is definitely using a fake ID.

Lucifer

MiKEA by @startingatmidnight

M. Michaella. Michael isn't sure what he did to deserve IKEA.

Wing by @startingatmidnight

E. Deckerstar. Chloe does some very informative googling.

Good Vibrations by @incalyscent (and honestly just. Everything by caly. Every single fic. Read all of them)

E. Deckerstar. Lucifer wears a vibrator to dinner.

Chloe KNOWS by @matchstickdolly (again just. everything by matches)

E. Deckerstar. In which Lucifer gets outed by the retro section of Pornhub.

#fic rec

[lovesomehate]

Of course my first drawing in 2021 is of these two.

#skulduggery pleasant #lord vile #valkyrie cain #vilekyrie #valduggery #my drawings #I love them so fucking much #I’m starving for content 😫

[valdug]

hey so .... when u gonna post that Good Ass vilekyrie content u said u were workin on twitter..... we all want it

*SWEATS* it is coming!!!! at some vague undefined point in the future!! i am still writing it i promise haha, it’s just slow going. keep your eyes open!! 

#it's uh...a little more....Sauce....than i am used to writing #so i keep going back and rewriting large parts of it #but sooooon (ish) (maybe) (NO PROMISES OKAY) #Anonymous

[pumpkan]

Pssst. I posted the first bit of my fic. 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16969197/chapters/39882168

I’ve got more chapters in the works but i need to draw something in the mean time or im gonna go insane

#skulduggery pleasant #valdug #vilekyrie #it has been a very very very long time since ive written anything at all but i hope that maybe you could enjoy it regardless!