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Thoughts Fly Apart by Queenofthedreamers
Fandoms: Les Misérables - All Media Types, Les Misérables - Victor Hugo, Les Misérables (2012), Les Misérables - Schönberg/Boublil
26 Nov 2023
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Inspector Javert stands on the precipice of a moral chasm, torn between his unyielding dedication to the law and the confusing benevolence of the man he has spent decades pursuing relentlessly - Jean Valjean. The churning waters of the Seine mirror his mind, haunted by Valjean's acts of mercy and kindness, juxtaposed against his undeniable criminality. Javert is about to snuff out his own existence, unable to calibrate this new paradigm, but before he can, he is yanked off the Pont au Change by none other than Jean Valjean and coaxed to come to Valjean's house for safekeeping until Javert can steady his thoughts. It is there that, over the next several days, Javert becomes more and more aware of Valjean's adopted daughter Cosette, who is not just young and beautiful, but pure of heart and more kind and good-natured than any creature Javert had ever envisioned. The two of them slowly begin to bond, and when tragic news comes from the Gillenormand household about young Marius, Javert finds himself in an unexpected situation with the mademoiselle.
Javert/Cosette novel-length. COMPLETE!
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I. I don't even know what to say. That was a great fic. Loved it. The final two chapters really hit hard. I honestly didn't think it would love this as much as I did.
LOVED THIS FIC :'))))
(a les mis fic??? in MY bookmarked?????? blasphemy!)
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冉阻止鲨跳河后执意接回家住,马感染死了,珂&鲨互相吸引
“Oh.” He could hear that Cosette’s breath was coming in quick, shallow pants at that, and finally he cracked open his eyes to see her gazing down at him with full, parted lips and a look he could only read as unmitigated hunger. It shocked him, to see that expression on her pretty face, and he felt an abrupt and unexpected tightness in his breeches. He very suddenly wanted nothing more than to snatch at her face and drag her down, to crush her mouth against his and show her exactly what a proper kiss flet like. But she was sitting here in a black gown, in a mourning gown.And she was the daughter of Jean Valjean.
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“Valjean,” He said, keeping his voice low and steady, and the other man’s face twitched a bit oddly as if he could already tell what was coming. Valjean’s eyes rimmed red, and he shrugged a little, nodding. Javert said simply, “We are neither of us the men we once were.”Valjean nodded again. “That is true.”
Javert gnawed his lip hard. “She is… astonishing. And I would indeed protect her, and care for her, and see to it that she had every need met. My home is no palace; it is a place on rue de la Croix-Nivert. She could finish it to her liking. She would be comfortable. I am healthy and strong, but there would be plenty for her in the case of my death. I have savings; I have been frugal and I have a pension. It would be the cruellest of ironies, I know, but I… I am asking… your… permission, Valjean, to…”
He trailed off then, feeling foolish and just a little desperate, seething through his teeth as he studied Valjean’s face. Valjean heaved himself slowly from his chair, and Javert quickly stood with him, moving his truncheon into his left hand and extending his right one to shake Valjean’s hand when it was extended. He was in shock for a moment; he had not expected, not in almost twenty years of sheer antagonism between the two of them, to be standing here shaking this man’s hand and agreeing to marry his daughter.
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“What was she called?”“What? Who?” Javert snapped. Valjean smiled a little.
“The little girl. The one whose life was spared today.”
Javert’s lips parted, and his throat felt thick as he managed to say, “Lucienne.”
Valjean reached up and touched at the sleeve of Javert’s uniform jacket, patting his bicep, and then stepped away, bowing his head a little respectfully before he said,
“Then, Inspector, I think you are very wrong in your assessment of the day. You did not kill a man today. On the contrary, I should say that you saved a little girl today. For that, I think, you ought to give yourself a bit more grace, at least. Thank you for having me for dinner. It is, indeed, a very fine home, and Cosette tells me she will be happy indeed here. Goodnight, Javert. I will see myself out.”