#valjean x javert

[stars278]

Killian: (looking out at the audience) “Wow…” *turns to Bradley* “This is our job!”

Bradley: “I know!”

I love these two 🥹🥰

Valvert fans come get your World Tour hugs 🥰

(Source: x)

[rattsbian]

if i ever say no to old man yaoi call the cops, my identity has been stolen for sure

[maccreadyswife]

I am so back on my shit rn

[captainenjolras]

Javert gives me the vibes of waking up under all the covers and trying to get out but you can’t find a way so you start kicking and screaming because you’re about to have a full blown anxiety attack

Valjean just lifts the covers off of him

[24601jeanvaljean]

doodle

[phantomstatistician]

Fandom: Les Miserables

Sample Size: 25,546 stories

Source: AO3

[ronniesart]

my life has gotten so much better since i decided these old men should fuck

[behestofheaven]

Mwa

[stars278]

Killian Donnelly and Bradley Jaden Valvert confirmed 😂🥰

[your-villainous-neighbour]

can't stop thinking abt takahiro arai's evaluation of jean and javert's dynamic, coupled with the massive bold "LOVE IT!!!" at the bottom

exactly, mr arai.

exactly.

[slimerancherbracket]

FINAL ROUND

[expired-applejuice]

Memes I made part 2

[ghost-of-diogenes]

I watched Les Miserables live! With a friend who knew nothing about it outside of the song One Day More

they didn’t expect so much death

referred to Les Amis as “the twinks”

thought Javert was hot and shipped him with Jean Valjean

referred to Cosette as Casenoisette and Casoupee

shipped Enjoltaire (they called them the drunk one and human Shrek, they thought the actor plying Enjolras looked like human Shrek)

also in this production when Thenardier sings “this one’s a queer, but what can you do,” instead he said “this one’s a queer, think I’ll try it to,” and swept a guy into a dip. They called this iconic, they are correct.

Enjolras and Grantaire were perfect.  The actor of Grantaire understood the assignment. So many yearning looks and his desperation to stop enjolras right before he dies. Grantaire last one alive then climbs the barricade finally and then is shot dead.  also he was close with Gavroche which made it really hurt when he died.

also the Javert bridge fall was done in such a freaking cool way it’s hard to explain. I know some of this is just part of the touring production, but it’s my first time seeing the show live since I was six.

Also Jean Valjean had the voice of an angel, but with his grey hair from a distance he looked like Connor Roy

[differentprincedinosaur]

[foursaints]

you seem like you would have fascinating opinions about les miserables /pos

this ask came with eerily perfect timing... ive been considering a brick reread (monumental decision. its been years) and i feel the demons creeping back. as a teen i was a huge jehan/montparnasse shipper and i didnt really leave my rarepair corner. BUT currently the guy im truly obsessed with is javert and it's getting so bad.

i think generally im interested in texts whose plots are inextricable from an extremely didactic & strict morality system. i like getting watsonian about it and configuring the characters as doomed... obviously lesmis (masterpiece) is much better & more nuanced than hp (garbage text) but i think that's what makes me insane about both

[pyromaniacbibliophile]

The Halls of the Dead (Chapter 1)

ao3 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

So I was musing on the afterlife then I saw this post and I thought 'Afterlife enjoltaire?' then this happened. Bear in mind I haven't read the brick yet (though i desperately want to but i'm forbidden from bying books near my bday) so Les Amis are based off what little we get of them in the movie and the 178 les mis fics ive read.

MY FIRST LES MIS FIC I'M SO HAPPY :)

. . . . . . . . . . . . .

Time passed differently in the afterlife, Eponine guessed. She had woken up a few hours ago, and unless Les Amis had made a sensible decision and left their barricade, surely someone would have died by now. 

Standing up, she stretched and looked around herself. She was in a meadow, the sort of meadow you read about in books. Sun beat down from above, the green grass was speckled with yellow and pink flowers, bees and butterflies flitted through the air. It was nice, she thought to herself. 

It was obviously the afterlife, but surely it couldn’t be just this? There must be something else, she decided, and began to walk. 

Not ten minutes later, she came to a river. It was easily 8 metres wide, and it looked deep. She looked up and down, but there was no bridge. Eponine was about to turn back when a boat appeared. A boat rowed by a skeleton in a black cloak. Ah. 

“Come, Soul, for you must cross to the other side.” The skeleton declared.

“Must I cross now?” She asked. 

“No, but you cannot reside in the Meadows. You will have family and friends on the other side.”

“My only family is still alive. As are my friends. I wish to wait for them.” Although she hoped Gavroche wouldn’t be here for a long, long time, she doubted that could happen. She would also like to think the French Army wouldn’t shoot children, but again, there was little chance of that being true. 

“You may be waiting a long time.”

“Can you find out how long?” 

The skeleton paused. “It is not typically the done thing… Your name?”

“Eponine Thenardier.” 

It pulled out a long scroll of paper and unrolled it. “Thenardier, Thenardier.. The Beginning of the French Revolution?” 

“Sounds about right.”

“Not long at all, Mademoiselle Thenardier.”

“Thank you.” 

She turned, and began to walk back to the meadows, when she saw a familiar figure sit up in the grass just ahead. She stared. 

“Monsieur Mabeuf?”