LINKDING

<blockquote>Three girls that Cosette Fauchelevent never fell in love with, in the convent, in another universe, and in a carriage.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Five encounters across the years.</blockquote> ➤ author's note: <blockquote>For melannen, whom I blame entirely for the realization that Enjolras is completely Methos's type, even though I've long ago lost the documentation of this. </blockquote> ➤ TRUTH.

<blockquote>This was the moment of his triumph. As sweet as these sinful pastries might taste, Javert was not here to indulge sordid desires. He was the law. And the law said that Unlicensed Living Pastry Prostitution was an illegal act, and to be strictly punished. A fusion with Chuck Tingle's "Glazed By The Gay Living Donuts".</blockquote> ➤ It was only a matter of time before fandom wrote fic of Chuck Tingle's oeuvre!

<blockquote>In Which Cosette Fauchelevent allows her kitchen to be annexed by a group of rag-tag freedom fighters; or: How To Tell Les Amis Apart From A Very Long Way Away</blockquote>

<blockquote>A Les Miserables/Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell crossover. It's not only England that has rediscovered magic. Courfeyrac convinces his friends to look to a different kind of ally in their fight to free the French people-- and French magic.</blockquote>

<blockquote>"Orange blossoms for a bride," the girl said in accented French, offering Cosette a handful of fragrant white flowers. She wore white, a funny old-fashioned dress like she was going to a costume party—although it was not yet noon—and her hair tumbled over her shoulders in loose brown curls. Before she could give her thanks, Marius called to her from across the square; when she turned back, the Italian girl was gone, as if she had never been there at all.</blockquote> ➤ the quoted text is the entirety of the fic (it's a three-sentence-fic prompt result) but aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh so good

<blockquote>I’m not sure this is pairing fic or breathplay, melannen, but uh, here it is. Warnings for…violence and strangulation and Montparnasse, I guess….</blockquote> ➤ yessssssssssss

<blockquote>One holiday, Madeline takes Pepito home to visit the family ghost.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Let us take a moment to discuss French magic. For several centuries it was thought such a thing did not exist, but that was only because it is nearly invisible. French magic is in essence Parisian magic. Parisian magic is panache. What turns a gamin’s crust of bread into a feast? What makes the flower in a seamstress’s hair more radiant than the diamonds on a queen’s neck? What opens the locked door of a lady’s chamber to the gentleman thief? Magic, only, no one notices it. Paris looks at the exceptional, the superlative, the truly unusual and the genuinely supernatural, shrugs her shoulders and says “Yes – that’s me!” Only when the English magicians you have heard of became notorious did France lift its head to pay attention; and Bonaparte, though in every other way a genius, did not have any sense of magic. He had no use for anything that could not be known, and French magic is most of all in those four words: je ne sais quoi. That was in 1815. In 1831 France was in a prosaic mood with a prosaic king, and magic was being studied at the Ecole Polytechnique, which is to say, leaking out of the city. These are the circumstances in which Courfeyrac and Marius went to see Combeferre.</blockquote> ➤ somewhat uneven but on the whole delightful

➤ the one where Javert falls through a hole in reality from the Seine onto the Ankh. ➤ continued at http://ceruleancynic.tumblr.com/post/80004250086/i-am-from-the-gutter-contd

<blockquote>In which, all timelines to the contrary, a young Parisian thief and knife-murderer meets a Veronese nobleman in a dark alley, and there is UST and vague hints of knifeplay. (Operettszínház Tybalt as usual.)</blockquote>

<blockquote>Fantine finds work at the dragon breeding grounds of Vernon, with the help of General Georges Pontmercy and his dragon Hyacinthe.</blockquote> ➤ wip through ch 3 at time of bookmarking

➤ the one at Xavier's school where Enjolras can bewitch people with his voice so can't talk to anybody because he doesn't have control over his powers, and Combeferre is telepathic. CUE BEING ABLE TO TALK TO EACH OTHER WITHOUT DANGER.

<blockquote>A recently uncovered letter by British captain John Aubrey solves one part of the Gros mystery that has puzzled art historians for over half a century.</blockquote>

<blockquote>enjolras, in the parlor, with a gun.</blockquote> ➤ or: combeferre is left a pair of pistols by a professor of his after the professor's passing

<blockquote>carmarthen-the-fan asked: BRO IF YOU WRITE HORATIO AND BENVOLIO AND MARIUS IN A BAR YOU ARE CONTRACTUALLY OBLIGED TO SHARE IT WITH ME. char-cries tears of blood at youchar- (plz write it) Oh OKAY I obviously wanted to</blockquote>

<blockquote>Javert and Fraternité are stuck on escort duty.</blockquote> ➤in which Javert and Valjean are dragons, and Cosette is not

<blockquote>Carlos's friend, who may or may not in fact be an angel, moves to Night Vale, and things start to get strange in a new and different way, even for Night Vale.</blockquote> ➤ the last in Melannen's les mis crossovers series.

<blockquote>In which Cosette encounters a booby in the Ménagerie of the Jardin des Plantes, and Valjean is relieved. (Knowledge of Aubrey-Maturin canon not required.)</blockquote>

<blockquote>When Combeferre, rogue scion of a line of French Watchers, learns that a Slayer has been called in the South of France, he decides to set out and find her himself.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Two men meet in a Roman café in 1833 and find they have a great deal in common.</blockquote> ➤ yesssssss ➤ although as Carmarthen says in the comments, "Haha, oh man, I am so glad this exists, although I desperately want the part where Valjean tries to convince Dantès that no, really, OTT vengeance is not the best life choice."

<blockquote>I think want I most want out of this version is Enjolras and bb!Vetinari being VERY INTENSE at each other about politics in Snapcase's Ankh-Morpork, and then not having any sex at all. Ever. (I actually have had all sorts of THOUGHTS about the political philosophies underlying much of Discworld for a long time, it kind of needs an Enjolras to be intensely republican about it, so much.) Meanwhile, wizzard!Grantaire tries to pick up Young Vimes at a tavern, but ends up just getting him very drunk while listening to him rant about his love for his bitch of a City, and begins to suspect he has a Type.</blockquote>

<blockquote>OKAY HERE IS THE NEXT ONE ENJOY (??)</blockquote> ➤ !!!

<blockquote>This wins the award for One I Most Wish There Was a Bunch More Of! C'mon, Javert's a Sentinel, Silent and Sure! And somebody really really needs to write the one where Combeferre's the Guide of the Amis! It's practically canon.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Five drabbles in which Grantaire does not get Chosen. (And five where Javert does.)</blockquote>

<blockquote>Lieutenant Javert wins a skirmish during the siege of Toulon. Inspired by a tumblr thread started by simplyirenic.</blockquote> ➤ as simplyirenic said on tumblr: <blockquote>friendly reminder that a plausible career alternative for a convict’s son with 1) the unshakable belief that he must remain outside society and 2) a streak of courage bordering on recklessness is captaining a giant flying lizard where’s my dragonriding!javert fic, tumblr</blockquote>

<blockquote>My longest fic in ages - and I feel like it's a borderline parody of my style. Crossover, Combeferre-centric, and almost nothing but dialogue about the politics of self-sacrifice. In which Stephen Maturin recognizes too much of himself in his brightest student.</blockquote>