LINKDING

<blockquote>In a timeline where things go a little differently, Fantine, Javert and Valjean team up to recover Cosette from the Thenardiers, in an eyebrow-raising adventure that will help them all learn a little something about redemption, compassion, and judgey expressions. (based mostly on the 2019 BBC miniseries book tie-in cover)</blockquote>

<blockquote>The story of Fantine's bird.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“okay,” i say to myself like an evil person. “what if like, Fantine was happy, but there was still angst.” and thus this was born, don’t look at me please. </blockquote>

<blockquote>Marguerite draws Fantine out of her apartment for a day.</blockquote> ➤ oh noooo it's sad BECAUSE it's so briefly lovely and happy but the reader knows what's coming :( but also I'm just so delighted there's actually fic about Marguerite

<blockquote>Canon feats Sister Simplice fixing things she can, and Fantine being alive.</blockquote>

<blockquote>How can a being composed of calculations be so guileless? Favourite wonders. Fantine is a robot. Favourite isn't.</blockquote> ➤ omg I wish I could read a million words of this

<blockquote>All afternoon the breeze had snatched at Fantine’s thick blond hair, so that she had to pause every so often and pin up the coils as they slid free of her comb, laughing, her lower lip caught by her little white teeth. It was very charming the first time, and the second, and Dahlia spared a moment to feel a little envious that her own hair was so much better-behaved.</blockquote> ➤ "how do you grisette?" this is how aaaahhhhhh

➤ does what it says on the tin

<blockquote>Fantine’s first taste of a lemon came when she was a child of perhaps eight. It was a cold day in February, though not bitterly cold; there was no snow on the ground; still, for a child with neither mother nor father to put woolen coats about her and sturdy shoes on her feet, the chill was sufficient. It had driven her inside a tavern. She was allowed to stay despite her empty pockets because she was quiet and because she was charming, and because the tavern was not very full.</blockquote>

➤ les amies des fourmis, featuring Antine and Cosantte

<blockquote>The clipping, Simplice was immediately convinced, was meant to wound and not to comfort. Fantine had read it once. She read it again as Simplice watched, her finger tracing down the columns, her tongue sticking slightly out when she came to a more obscurely spelled word. And again.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Fantine grasps now for her nurse’s hand, and it is a struggle for Simplice to reject the touch and instead reach under the bed for an extra blanket</blockquote>

<blockquote>Alternate title: Tholomyes Is So Nasty That He Sings a Non-Spanish Song Songfic for Brick!Club Mega Mis, based on an idea anonymously submitted to PilferingApples' tumblr.</blockquote>

<blockquote>In a world where things happened differently a young Cosette celebrates her birthday.</blockquote>

<blockquote>In the place where the unfortunate and the infamous are joined, La Thénardier is perhaps not the only one who cannot love all her children. Two Fantine drabbles.</blockquote>