Cross Your Ts [Valduggery, Skulduggery Pleasant Fanfiction]
  • Reads 1,998
  • Votes 63
  • Parts 10
  • Time 1h 47m
  • Reads 1,998
  • Votes 63
  • Parts 10
  • Time 1h 47m
Ongoing, First published Jul 21, 2015
Valkyrie gazed out the window. It hadn’t rained in weeks. The land outside was parched, an unprecedented heat wave, the weathermen said. The cave had been cool and clear, but back out in the sunlight, Valkyrie could feel her thoughts slipping away from her into a restless haze.

Skulduggery was still tapping his fingers, a quick, rhythmless beat. Another pointless case. Valkyrie had expected this—after all, the end of the world can only come so many times in the span of a few short years.

But Valkyrie had also expected something. The past few months had been filled with cases like this one. Simple, silly, pointless thefts. It was boring. It was maddening. She wanted to punch someone who deserved it. The summer had slid in, stealing anything interesting from them. Cases they looked into were dead ends. They all were.

Skulduggery looked at her. “Something’s wrong.”

[[Multi-chapter, Not An AU]]
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add Cross Your Ts [Valduggery, Skulduggery Pleasant Fanfiction] to your library and receive updates
or
#141skulduggery
Content Guidelines
You may also like
You may also like
Slide 1 of 10
Ronan cover
The Sparrow Flies North for the Summer (Valduggery) cover
skulduggery x Valkyrie  cover
Valduggery One-Shots cover
Skulduggery Pleasant fan-fic: The Cradle of Magic (UNDER EDIT) cover
Captured : Winter Soldier x Reader cover
Skulduggery Pleasant: Raising Cain cover
Pain - A skulduggery pleasant story cover
Skulduggery Pleasant - Becoming Whole (Valduggery) cover
Skulduggery Pleasant - Night of the Dying Rose cover

Ronan

54 parts Complete Mature

Rosa dying was pretty much a given. It was always going to happen-but the how had always been uncertain. Would her ex-lover decide she'd lived long enough, ending her life because she knew too much? Would said ex-lover's enemies come for her throat, realising she could be used as bait? Or would she accidentally kill herself, slipping on beer she'd failed to clean up? Rosa didn't care much for the how-but Gods, what she'd give to know the when.