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Listen I know I’m more than ten years late to the party but I finally have some some Ghanith because they deserved so?? much?? better??

These are so amazing!! I've never agreed with any SP cast ideas, but if those were real people, I'd cast them 100%.

Following the trend set by @venividivictorious, I am currently trying to master Artbreeder (unsuccessfully) in order to create some of our Dead Men. Here some of the ones I am happy with so far…

Dexter Vex

Saracen Rue

Anton Shudder

Yelena Belova is a delight 🙌

My favorite dramatic new Skulduggery headcanon for book 13 is this: 

the gang (which will def consist of Tanith, Dexter, Saracen, Skulduggery and Valkyrie right) finds out that Darquesse is still existing, still apocalyptically dangerous, still linked to Valkyrie. There is a grave silence upon them after they find out. Then suddenly Dexter grabs Skulduggery’s gun and points it at Valkyrie’s head. Her face shows signs of shock, but it vanishes quickly to make space for another emotion: resigantion. She understands. She agrees. The crew reacts less understanding. Saracen gasps and makes a step forward. Tanith jumps to them and puts her sword under Dexter’s chin. Skulduggery pushes Valkyrie back with a rush of air, but she blocks it. She shouts STOP very loudly, making everybody freeze. The only sounds that can be heard anymore are the sounds of heavy breathing from everyone. Dexter’s blue eyes are hard. But his voice cracks when he speaks. “We can’t make the same mistake.” Saracen steps up to him very closely, sweat running down his temple, sheer panic in his eyes. “How can you know that killing Val will do any good? How can you know that it will destroy Darquesse, Dexter? How can you know this? Please. Lower the gun.” Tanith keeps the blade on Dexter’s throat, she doesn’t budge, her look is stern. But her nose is twitching and her lips are trembling slightly. Dexter is her friend. They are all friends. Dexter and Valkyrie have danced together, they have laughed together. Skulduggery is very quiet. But the wind he is conjuring and ready to toss at Dexter is pulling at his clothes. There are fireballs in his eye sockets. Never has that happened before. “Dexter. Drop the gun.” Tanith urges. In Dexter’s eyes is reflected everything and everyone he has lost already. There is the fear of losing even more. And there is the fear of everyone who has lost just as much and more. People he thinks he must protect from even more harm. He lowers the gun. Valkyrie looks at him with surprise and hurt. Surprised he didn’t shoot, hurt he even considered it. “It is not your fault.” He says with a sudden conviction and drops the gun. He looks sad, so tired and sad. “None of this is your fault.” Tanith pulls the sword away and takes a deep breath. Saracen closes his eyes in relief. Skulduggery is still raging with wind and fire. Valkyrie takes a shaky breath and raises a hand in Skulduggery’s direction. “It’s okay.” She whsipers and Skulduggery’s rage disappears almost instantly. Dexter looks at her with a grief-stricken expression. “Val…” He starts and is cut off, when she steps close to him and pulls him into a hug. They stay like this for a long time. When they let go off each other, everyone is still in shock. Skulduggery walks over, pushes Dexter out of the way and picks up his gun. The wind starts to ripple through his clothes again. Valkyrie takes his hand and pulls him back slightly. “Calm down.” He looks at her and the rippling stops again. He wraps an arm around her waist. “We’ll be back in an hour.” then he flies away with her to talk in private about the Darquesse situation. Mostly because he knows he won’t kill Dexter then. 

this turned out longer than planned

You know the China from Mortal Coil that wears slinky & tight yet comfortable black clothes, dives out of a high-rise window, is The Reluctant Member of the anti-remnant ‘group’, has an elaborate sword-fighting duel, and is too cool to fight with Tanith but grudgingly does anyway? 

I miss her. 

Okay yeah, but picture this:

Valkyrie dying of old age many centuries from now and Skulduggery continuing on, dealing with her death.

Bonus: Skul consoling her on her last moments as she lies in her deathbed.

She has a lot to say

Real definition of serving the planet AND serving cunt at the same time.

corrival student: oi, cunt! listen here ya fanny

militsa gnosis, scottish and considering that to be a polite way of greeting someone: yes?