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it’s a good day to be reminded that I fucking LOVE javert more than ANYTHING

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Love says: I’ve seen the ugly parts of you, and I’m staying.
Matt Chandler (via thelovejournals)
@turnedbitch // @batbeaten
(via bratsitter)
my kink is proving people wrong
am I supposed to be grateful to have survived this?
Brenna Twohy, from “I Know It’s a Little Late,” Forgive Me My Salt (via battleruin)
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from the fourth season. content warning: violence, profanity
❝ I don’t respond to threats. ❞
❝ You’re stronger than he is. But you gotta put him in his place. ❞
❝ You see, all he needed was a little motivation. ❞
❝ It’s as though she never left. ❞
❝ We make each other stronger. Can we agree to that? ❞
❝ You’ve let your ego get in the way… ❞
❝ You can’t win without me. ❞
❝ I refuse to indulge you any further. ❞
❝ You have to let this go. ❞
❝ Watch your step. There’s blood on the floor. ❞
❝ I’ve had enough people say “I’m sorry”, and I know you don’t mean it. ❞
❝ Courtesy never got me anywhere. ❞
❝ We also can’t afford any more of your mistakes. ❞
❝ If I can’t get your loyalty, I will have your obedience! ❞
❝ Rest your eyes. We have all the time in the world. ❞
❝ I’m not leaving here until we have an agreement. ❞
❝ I’m done letting you have your dignity. ❞
❝ The truth is you’re a beggar on your knees, and you will take whatever we shove down your throat. ❞
❝ Stay with me. ❞
❝ It’s us against them. Always. ❞
❝ Well, I know why we’re smiling; we survived. ❞
❝ You felt something for him. ❞
❝ Saying nothing says a lot sometimes. ❞
❝ The only problem with common sense is that it’s so… common. ❞
❝ You’re a motherfucker! ❞
❝ We don’t submit to terror. We make the terror. ❞

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forgive and forget?? haha no resent and remember
GAVROCHE:
THE order is easer said than done , as hands jostle his aching body and send pain coursing from head to toe. the world spins around him , a dizzying swirl of color and sound , and it takes all of his strength not to cry out. it felt as though he had been shot all over again , and he can almost hear the gunshot as the pain wells in his shoulder and stomach , stemming from the places where bullets had found their home. a hand grasps the inspectors shirt , a desperate attempt to pull himself back to reality , to have something stable in that spinning mess of a world.
he was almost unrecognizable as the whirlwind of a boy from only a day prior. there was no way this dying could be that very same unstoppable force , especially not with the way he clung to one who could almost be called his sworn enemy. and yet the fire is still alight with in those tired eyes , and the heart in his chest still beats , unwilling give up the fight just yet. another breath fills his lungs , and those fiery eyes focus at last on their savior. ‘ you’re dead. ‘
gavroche has reached out to him and being in the process of trying to find a way out of the building without being seen , he pays no mind to the stains of BLOOD & DIRT he would undoubtedly leave on the inspector's uniform. gavroche is not hard to carry in this state and javert rises to his feet with ease. that's not to say javert has had any trouble manhandling him before , but it's an especially simple task now that he's so near lifeless and puts up no struggle. the people of paris remain in their homes , sheltering themselves from the aftermath of yesterday's battles. it comforts javert to know it is unlikely they will come across anyone if he stays on the right streets , but he is still unsure of exactly where to go. gavroche needs A MIRACLE a doctor , and javert needs one that will not ask too many questions.
you're dead. he would only take the words to heart when he realizes that gavroche must have witnessed jean valjean drag him into the alleyway , leaving the students under the assumption that he had SHOT HIM dead. he looks upon the pale , grim face of the young boy in his arms. he himself wears an expression which was not unlike the aforementioned description and does not stop his hasty walk into the alleys. he has no time to stop and explain the happenings of the previous night which were lost on the boy , for , in that case , they might be the last thing he ever hears. ❝ no , i am not. i am in fact in much better condition than you. ❞
you don’t really need to let go in order to live well. there’s nothing wrong in just putting it into the back of the closet until it’s time to dig it up and be as smug and self satisfied as you like.
I'M STILL NO CLOSER TO FINDING THE ANSWER to the question i've been asking myself since i first decided to make this blog: would javert prefer oreos , or chips ahoy?
OKAY but the *shoving breadsticks into my purse* meme is actually Jean Valjean. what ever happened to that meme? I miss it so much.

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they've been forced indoors at the sudden unkind turn in the weather. javert had only given the rain the minimal amount of required regard before going to turn up the collar of his coat to face the wind , but the shop owner had insisted they waited out the storm inside. he stared out the window , thinking that might take ages by the look of it. he looks back to his company. ❝ this is inconvenient. have you got somewhere to be , mister hamilton? ❞ @lionwept LIKED.
Javert: Being a police inspector, you develop a thick skin.
Gavroche: Navy blue is NOT your color.
Javert: ...navy bLUE BRINGS OUT MY EYES, YOU PRICK!
Reblog and tag with that one Vine that will always make you lose your shit.
important headcanons to consider:
can they use chopsticks
what do they do when they cant sleep
what would they impulse buy at the grocery store
what order do they wash things in the shower
what’s their coffee order
what sort of apps would they have on their smartphone
how do they act around children
what would they watch on tv when they’re bored and nothing they really like is on
GRANTAIRE:
The laugh that escapes him is shockingly more genuine than the musician had been expecting for this conversation. There are cops that like them, cops that tolerate them to the barest extent, and cops that just really and truly hate them and the paperwork they inevitably bring. Grantaire has always assumed Javert was one who tolerated and hated them - tolherate, if you will.
“Look, the Musain’s coffee is A-plus, but that’s a pretty high bar to set it against.”
humored is not quite the word , but javert is close to it at the other's response and it's easier to accept it when there's a notable lack of hostility in the air of the exchange. his own retort would've been quick had he not momentarily set aside the conversation to stir more sugar into his coffee.
❝ DON'T WORRY , I'VE PREPARED MYSELF for dissappointment. ❞ he lifts his chin to look at grantaire mid sentence , and then puts the brim of his cup to his mouth to drink in the results , knowing his own face to be impassive. it's not bad , but javert is too attached to the brand of coffee he buys to make for himself at home to say that means has to be good. he decides not to say anything as he sets his cup down. either verdict would only encourage them.

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VALJEAN, JEAN:
Valjean knows the futility of escape in this situation. Where hope for success lies is in the future, after Javert hands over his responsibility to some jailer. Once he has his own cell, he can decorate it to his liking— perhaps with some nice gaps in the bars, big enough to allow egress. It is something to look forward to. For now he will settle for escaping merely the villains who have done this to him. “Well, you see— I have to find my fun where I can. Unlike you I don’t like keeping people in chains.” Ill-timed quip; he winces as his wound tries to go another direction from the rest. Javert shoves him in front. The ploy is transparent, but he doesn’t mind. Let the inspector have his worry. He may be a robber, but he’s not stupid either. The risk is too costly. “Really? You fooled me then,” he tosses over his shoulder as he shuffles forward. “What are you so afraid of anyway? Think my crew is stupid too?”
❝ NOT PEOPLE. criminals. you should know the difference. just like there is a difference between BEING AFRAID & BEING CAREFUL. ❞ he mumbles , losing the will the argue with the convict as they stepped further into the awaiting danger. he even manages ignores the ridicule , though not without a quick and heavy sigh of impatience. the sounds of gunfire were few and far in between , concentrated towards the right side of the building and muted by the thick walls of the uncomplicated warehouse layout. he stops as they approach another corner , curling his fist into valjean's clothes and tugging him into a halt as well. he doesn't concern himself with the amount of effort it actually takes the restrain him so. ❝ IT DOESN'T MATTER TO THEM , WHAT I THINK. ❞ he maneuvers between valjean and the wall , looking around the corner for movement , his gun at the ready. ❝ BUT I THINK THEY HAVE TO BE QUITE STUPID to follow around the likes of you. tell me how many of them are there if you don't count the two that we apprehended when we entered the building? ❞
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my kink is closing doors so that i am in complete solitude