Javert Stories

As the daughter of Pierre Moulin, the army general of the national guard, (Y/N) Moulin grew up rather wealthy, never having to worry about where she'll sleep or if she'll eat. Despite this, she did worry. Not for herself, though, but for all those who had nothing; no homes, no food, no jobs, no voice, no rights. It came as no surprise that, at the age of 16, she joined Les Amis De L'ABC. Though, what no one could've guessed (except for those who read the title) is just how much she would come to admire the group's leader Enjolras. And who knows, maybe he reciprocated those affections. A generic, hopefully not too Mary-Sue-Reader fanfiction. Many regrets, much shame, no cares. And no, you don't get to choose your last name.

*no description yet* I only own the story of Les Misérables in my wildest dreams... in other words I don't.

I decided to make a Les Miserables poem. So, each stanza is about a different character :-) Feedback great appreciated!

It's the 19th century France. The king is back in his throne and the lives of the common people are worsening with each passing moment. Amidst all of this is Grantaire, a student. He laments about love and drowns himself in alcohol. Time passes and soon he sees that the world around him is falling apart. He is miserable at best and seeks solace in the happiness of others. But when a young man name Enjolras enters his life and challenges his outlook, he is left wondering. Over months of a blossoming bond, Grantaire and Enjolras skip many obstacles;not together. They fight there worst battles alone yet somehow they are blended in each others' soul. What will happen when they both find what they are looking for but are faced with life changing decisions. How will they take it?

I don't own any images used or Les Mis. Requests: OPEN Rules: 1. No smut 2. No triggering topics 3. I have the right to refuse a request. 4. Please include a plot along with your request. 5. If a few requests are similar, I may combine them in an attempt to open up requests sooner. 6. No OC requests please. Other than that, I hope you enjoy what you find here!

[Paused] ✨ Idea for the future. She uses her tears to clean your wound. You wipe her sadness away with your blood. He risks his life for what he loves so dearly. You lock away your happiness for his smile. --- A Les Misérables fanfiction on hold.

A lot of poems retelling the story of Les Mis, following Javert's life throughout the course of the book.

master bread Thief hedgehog valjean accidently trips an alarm while on a mission, Javert most find him before he escapes his grip once more

A Les Miserables Fanfiction Alix had always had a pretty good life. One day, something horrible happens and she is left on her own.  A man called Inspector Javert finds her and takes her in. Several years later, she finds an old friend while wandering the streets, and he introduces her to the Les Amis. Soon, she joins their little rebellion. But what if the whole time, she is slowly falling in love with the boy who had been her childhood best friend? And what if her adoptive father, whom she had always got along with so well, decides he doesn't want his little girl to be anywhere near this boy? Sorry, I'm pretty bad at descriptions. Anyway, this is based of of the broadway version, not the movie, or the book. Also, I haven't read "The Brick" so I am really sorry if I get someone's backstory or some detail of the story wrong.  Anyways, I really hope you enjoy this story!!!! I always appreciate feedback, so feel free to comment!!!

UNDER HEAVY EDITING to love or have loved, that is enough. ❪ enjolras 𝒙 fem!oc ❫ les mis movie adaptation © rika / howlsgirl 2019

Death, with its inky black tendrils and malevolent tendencies, couldn't haunt him in his dreams, because blue eyes and golden hair and kind hands already did. Death couldn't strike him as absolutely paralyzed as life could, which was pathetic, if Grantaire stopped to think about it, because life had nothing on Enjolras. 'My world starts and ends with you', Grantaire thinks. And somehow, because life is cruel and a dark sense of humor apparently comes with the job description, it isn't even a lie. But Grantaire can deal. He can deal because he's dealt before and he's never stopped dealing, and stupid, innocuous things like hearts that beat too fast too loud in certain company, and thoughts that stray too far, and skin that prickles hot when you meet the eyes that greet you in your sleep, can't break a cardboard prince if he believes it hard enough.

A place for feels, laughs, and barricades. (Victor Hugo owns the characters and many other many authors/artists own my inspiration.)

In this story, I will write Les Miserables one-shots which are based in my mind on the colors Red and/or Black. They probably won't be long, and I certainly hope that they're good, or decent. I am great at writing synopses wow okay bye. PLEASE NOTE that I did make an actual cover for this, but it refuses to upload. Therefore, I have that ^ for the time being.

Les Mis One shots, open to suggestions. DISCLAIMER: Not all stories may be cannon with the book or other knowledge, I'm just going off what I know. I also do not claim these characters, or any of this artwork, they do not belong to me. I just love them a lot!