“Wouldn’t surprise me in the slightest.” “If you ask me,” sneered Laurent, “He needs some dick, a punch in the nose, and a fucking demotion.” “And if you ask me,” said a quiet voice from the doorway, “What Inspector Javert really needs is a competent police department.”"Įveryones (least) favorite cop accidentally sets up a Tinder date with everyone's favorite dad/library volunteer/ex-convict. “God, what a piece of shit,” Officer Andrews laughed into his mug. “Ha! You’re probably right, the way he goes about,” Laurent smirked. “A kick or something else,” said Officer Martin significantly, putting her feet up on the table. "“If you ask me, what Inspector Javert needs is a swift kick up the ass,” grumbled Officer Laurent, leaning back in his chair and taking a sip of the shitty breakroom coffee. Thegreatgaygay Fandoms: Les Misérables - All Media Types Pretend the elephant is not in the room Language: English Words: 32,970 Chapters: 7/8 Comments: 13 Kudos: 26 Bookmarks: 1 Hits: 264Įnemies to Lovers: A Valvert Modern AU Without a Creative Title Don't ask if I'm going to finish my other fics. I promise it has cute stuff that I just haven't listed in the tags. This story sort of follows canon events but abridged, with the addition that it is an A/B/O au. Javert and Valjean circle each other for the entirety of their lives before eventually, inevitably, crashing together. Valjean's a stinky boy and Javert loves it.questionable consent between two stupid old men who can't communicate healthily.mention of past acts of abuse towards a child.There are too many tags so I'll update them as I go.Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings.HeartbreakTerrorBird Fandoms: Les Misérables - All Media Types After many dark and grueling years on his own, he had finally encountered his soulmate… Language: English Words: 19,959 Chapters: 11/? Comments: 26 Kudos: 76 Bookmarks: 9 Hits: 958 Valjean’s stomach turned as he tried to catch a proper glimpse, twisting to see his reflection in a smudged bit of windowpane by the meager light of a flickering candle. Weeks upon weeks passed in a blur before Valjean even had a spare moment to notice the newest mark upon his back, the flesh thick and scarred like a brand in the shape of a well-formed handprint, layered over top the latticework of lashes he had earned in Toulon. Lady_of_the_Refrigerator Fandoms: Les Misérables - All Media Types, Les Misérables - Schönberg/Boublil, Les Misérables - Victor Hugo
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