éponine in fanfiction is so often portrayed as quiet and brooding while éponine in the brick is a professional yapper, you cannot shut the girl up. she’ll be talking one hundred miles an hour while marius stands there like 🧍
editing challenge vs. @cosettepontmercys
❀ favorite les misérables character
Now be on your way, I've had enough of you! Go anywhere you like, but don't come here, I won't let you! You use your knives, I'll use my feet, it's all the same to me. So come on, then!
I'm feeling a little insane about Javert recognising Éponine at the barricade, whereas the people who should actually know and care about her repeatedly fail to recognise her!!!
here's her own father, Thénardier, not recognising her (4.8.4):
At the same moment, he perceived a pale girl standing before him.
The man underwent that shock which the unexpected always brings. He bristled up in hideous wise; nothing is so formidable to behold as ferocious beasts who are uneasy; their terrified air evokes terror.
He recoiled and stammered:—
“What jade is this?”
“Your daughter.”
It was, in fact, Éponine, who had addressed Thénardier.
and here's Marius not recognising her (4.14.6):
The fire-pot allowed him to distinguish a blouse, torn trousers of coarse velvet, bare feet, and something which resembled a pool of blood. Marius indistinctly made out a pale head which was lifted towards him and which was saying to him:—
“You do not recognize me?”
“No.”
“Éponine.”
but Javert, who knows her only as a juvenile delinquent he's arrested before—Javert recognises her, even after she's dead.
Javert gazed askance at this body, and, profoundly calm, said in a low tone:
“It strikes me that I know that girl.”
I would also venture to say that the fact he brings it up at all, especially at such a critical moment (he's literally about to be shot as far as he knows), illustrates that he is actually bothered by this on some level.
(this train of thought was prompted by @secretmellowblog's excellent post about Javert + Éponine parallels)
happy death day to my beloved girl. l'un vers l'autre is a fascinating song because éponine isn't entirely genre aware, but aware enough to determine that this is a love story in which no one loves her. this is a love story in which she has no role. it's almost ironic how aware she is; "Ils marchaient sans savoir l'un vers l'autre" implies that marius and cosette themselves do not know that they as part of the narrative are literally made to specifically be together, yet ponine knows. she stands on the outside, a side character observing, painfully knowing and incapable of rewriting her fate, because she knows. "On n'peut plus les aimer l'un sans l'autre/Sans trahir la morale de l'histoire" one cannot simply separate marius and cosette because the story is not the story without it.
how les amis and co react to the olympics being in paris
enjolras: cutting the fuel lines of the boat that’s supposed to carry is**l
feuilly: cutting the fuel lines of the boat that’s supposed to carry the USA
combeferre: does not know it’s happening
bahorel: can Only talk about that it’s happening
courfeyrac: becomes patriotic for exactly the length of time it’s happening
éponine: bookie supreme (assisted by gavroche)
joly: street medic for violent rail strikes
bossuet: editing fancams of popular athletes for instagram
marius: only watches gymnastics and swimming
jehan: somehow in the olympic village getting railed
cosette: writing blog posts about team uniform aesthetics and what they say about the rise of fascism
grantaire: in the olympics for the most obscure sport ever. no one finds out until the broadcasts start airing, except for enjolras and feuilly because he’s the one that let them in to cut fuel lines