Javert - Blog Posts
Les Mis but when something suspicious happens Javert starts singing ,,Tell me more, tell me more"
Brick versions of some les mis characters! Can’t decide if I like the colored of the black and white version better.
Javert: I’ll escape now from that world, from the world of Jean Valjean, there is nowhere I can turn, there is no way to go on....
Gavroche’s ghost: Do a flip
Javert: Now bring me prisoner 24601, your time is up and your parole’s begun, do you know what that means?
Valjean: Yes, it means I’m free
Javert:
another valjean doodle w/ a tiny Javert and Enjolras
English class is fun sometimes
Derailed bitch
Just Toulon stuff
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It's shitpost time my dudes
I felt kinda bored, so I've decided to do super quick and super dumb animation of my fav inspector and his coin-
"And he fades away
Not like leaves that fall in autumn
Turning gold against the grey
He fades away
Like the bloodstains on the pillow case
That I wash every day
He fades away"
Song "He fades away" by Alistair Hulett has been on my mind for some time, so I finally decided to draw something really quick-
Sleep well, dear Inspector.
we’re on a mission from God. we’ve got a full timeline of the beauxbatons au valvertine fic mapped out from january 1971 through to halloween 1981, got fourteen chapters already out, three chapters fully outlined, it’s dark, and we’re wearing sunglasses.
hit it.
im crying over javert getting stuck in the corner with grantaire he’s just like Why
Title: Wisdom to Know the Difference Rating: General Audiences Fandom(s): Les Misérables Relationships: Fantine & Javert, Fantine/Javert, Fantine & Javert & Jean Valjean Characters: Fantine, Javert, Jean Valjean, Cosette Fauchelevent, Marius Pontmercy Additional Tags: AU - canon divergence, Javert Lives, Ghost Fantine, Slow Build, Work in Progress
Dead doesn’t necessarily mean gone. In the ugly morning hours of June 7th, Javert falls over the bridge’s edge, and Fantine’s ghost pulls him out of the river. Now they’ll just have to live with the skeletons in their collective closets - for a given value of “live”, anyway.
Chapter 2: They yell at each other a bit. Fantine gets the feeling this is going to be par for the course.
Title: Wisdom to Know the Difference Rating: General Audiences Fandom(s): Les Misérables Relationships: Fantine & Javert, Fantine/Javert, Fantine & Javert & Jean Valjean Characters: Fantine, Javert, Jean Valjean, Cosette Fauchelevent, Marius Pontmercy Additional Tags: AU - canon divergence, Javert Lives, Ghost Fantine, Slow Build, Work in Progress
Dead doesn't necessarily mean gone. In the ugly morning hours of June 7th, Javert falls over the bridge's edge, and Fantine's ghost pulls him out of the river. Now they'll just have to live with the skeletons in their collective closets - for a given value of “live”, anyway.
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: tell me a story
You: once upon a time, there was a little boy who was born in a prison
Stranger: mmmhhmm go on
You: he grew up an outcast, rejected by everyone around him
You: the people who raised him taught him about the law, and how it was very important to follow the law and never ever break it
You: so when he grew up, he decided that there were two kinds of people that other people didn't like: criminals, and policemen
Stranger: ooooh ooh
You: and he decided to be a policeman because he wanted to follow the law
You: one day a convict broke parole, and the policeman chased him across the country
Stranger: omg then what:o
You: the convict took a new name, and the policeman tried as hard as he could - he searched everywhere - but he could not find the convict
You: seventeen years later, a revolution was brewing
You: the policeman went undercover to see if he could spy on the revolutionaries, but he got caught
Stranger: :O
You: the leader of the revolutionaries was going to kill him, but then a man stepped up and offered to do it himself
You: it was the convict from seventeen years ago
Stranger: WHAT
You: the convict took him into an alley, and took out a knife
You: and he cut the policeman's bonds, and told him that he was free to go
You: the policeman couldn't believe it. a convict is a convict is a convict, a bad person, who can never change. but this convict had showed him kindness
Stranger: :OOO
You: the policeman went about his duty, and when the revolution had been successfully squashed, he ran into the convict again. the convict had an injured man with him
You: the policeman told him that he was going to take him to jail, but the convict pleaded a few hours' time, so he could get the injured man back to his family
You: and against every instinct, the policeman let him go
You: he could not believe what he had done. on the one hand, he had broken the law that he had sworn to uphold. on the other hand, he had helped a good man do a good deed.
Stranger: wooooah
You: he wanted to go back and arrest the convict. but again: on the one hand, if he did so, he would be upholding the law, and on the other hand, he would be arresting a good man.
You: his entire world had been turned upside down
You: he realized that if a convict could be a good person, then there had probably been hundreds of good people he had unknowingly put in jail. his whole life had been a lie.
Stranger: omg
You: so he did the only thing he could do
You: or at least, the only thing he thought possible
You: he committed suicide
Stranger: WHAT?
You: that's right. he wrote a letter to the prefect of police, pointing out various corruptions in the system, and he went to a bridge overlooking the most dangerous part of the river, and, placing his hat on the edge of the bridge, he jumped
Stranger: did you just randomly make this up?
Stranger: thats some george orwell shit
You: no, actually. it's victor hugo
Stranger: ...
You: les misérables.
Stranger: fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Hakuna Matata
"Look, all I'm saying is that you need to loosen up a little, Inspector," said Joly, tugging at the man's sleeve. "Stop worrying about criminals for one minute."
Javert gave him a tired glare.
"You need to relax, hein? All this stress is going to do is wear you out, so that you'll be too exhausted to actually catch them. And who knows, you might actually like the opera. Give you something to hum along to when you're on a stakeout. I know it helps me when I'm studying for exams."
"No."
"Please?" He tugged harder. "Come on. No worries. Your paperwork will still be there when you get back."
The grizzled wolf let out a long-suffering growl before trotting after the puppy, who, upon discovering he'd followed, circled back to yip happily and leap up and paw at his ears.
"You'll have fun, I promise!"