Eponine et Azelma sont surprises par une tempête de neige pendant qu'elles font une course pour leur père. Gen familial, avertissement pour pensées suicidaires.

Enjolras leads a fateful existance as leader of a revolution. It’s a lucky thing he had his friends to back him up.

Et si l'inspecteur Javert cachait un terrible secret ? Que va en penser Monsieur Madeleine ?

[Writing Prompt #71: A memory related to a holiday] Cosette loved Christmas. Drabble

Jehan a la ferme intention de trouver l'Inspiration Poétique en passant la nuit seul dans un cimetière avec les fantômes.

"'We are in pursuit of beauty,' Jehan announced to the NO TRESPASSING sign. 'The grain's been gathered; we glean the art that remains.'" Jehan and Bahorel go on a midnight ramble. Semi-poetic plotless fluff; credit to megSUPERFAN for the idea & her OCs of Bahorel's dogs! ("dégrassé" is from the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows, which you should definitely look up if you never have)

Javert got hurt in the line of duty. Valjean is there when he wakes up at the hospital and he is not happy.

"The thesis of Les Mis is that one act of kindness or mercy can move mountains within a person; Javert gets that at a young age, and everything changes." - @dandelioness (Or: Javert meets Jean Valjean long before Toulon. This and other small changes shape him into a much more human version of himself than fate (or Victor Hugo) would have had him be.)(Javert-centric, eventual JxJV)

a confrontation in the cafe leads to a startling realization. one-shot. rated t for alcohol (cause yknow, grantaire). my first les mis fic so hopefully everyone is in character

New heights of silliness are attained by four mismatched Les Mis favourites; Javert, Eponine, Fantine and Courfeyrac. Follow their escapades through the curious world of Parisian bounty hunting, sprinkled liberally with references to other fandoms.

If Enjolras was the sun, Grantaire would have to think of himself as Icarus—rash, adventurous, and unable to look away from the light that shone into his world.

In which Enjolras falls for Eponine and isn't sure what to do about it.

Reborn as Les Misrables' Cosette, she's aware she could live a good, safe life if she follows the plan; only there's so much her future-formed ideas could fix, so much progress can be made. Only Marius seems so very boring, and Enjolras so very… not. (Asexual Enjolras)

He wouldn't recall the woman he had arrested all those years ago; if he did, surely he would believe her to be nothing more than a ghost? The blood once staining her mouth had cleared, her hair had once again grown past her shoulders and above anything else, she looked old, exhausted. One-shot.

Javert and Jean Valjean stumble upon a snowball fight during one of their weekly walks.

A forest can sprout from a single seed, after all – even if that seed is a seed of doubt. Instead of throwing himself from the Pont au Change, Javert returns again to Rue de l'Homme Armé to discover for himself how a criminal and a saint can both live in the body of a single man. And again. And again.

Ez egy fordítása az oldalon olvasható Breaking the Rules c. műnek, amely teljes mértékben moonlightandmagnolias85 munkája. Enjolras és Éponine állandóan vitatkoznak, mígnem egyszerre csak egy ruhásszekrényben bújkálva találják magukat, miután betörtek egy professzor irodájába, és váratlanul a veszekedéseik valami mássá alakulnak...

Prouvaire and Combeferre have developed a habit of spending Saturday evenings together. One snowy night, they find that they've grown closer than they realized.

Even the most devoted revolutionary has to indulge himself sometimes. Fortunately for Enjolras, he also has very understanding friends. (We don't really get to know anything about the things Enjolras does on his own time, so I decided to assign him An Enjoyment to Be Severe About.)

"Laigle de Meaux, as the reader knows, lived more with Joly than elsewhere. He had a lodging, as a bird has one on a branch." Lesgle goes to stay at Joly's and finds more than he expected there. A friends-to-lovers getting-together fic.

Les Amis tell their stories. T for thematic elements.

Valjean is not sure why he is in a graveyard, of all places. And on Cosette's wedding, of all days. But that is a lie. Valjean knows he owes a stony police chief, his brother, an apology. One last time.

A funeral and two girls. NOT SLASH

"One would have said, to see the pensive thoughtfulness of his glance, that he had already, in some previous state of existence, traversed the revolutionary apocalypse", Victor Hugo wrote about Enjolras. What if 1832 was not the last time either, that he made such an experience? After being shot at the barricade, Enjolras suddenly wakes up in Prague, 1968...

A little Les Mis love... which means focusing on Eponine's tragic story. Happy almost Valentine's Day