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15 May 2013
It was a lie that he had not used the pool all summer, just as it was a lie that I had been drunk precisely twice. We had used it. I have been drunk more times than that.
There is another lie that I am more reluctant to reveal and that ensures this will never see publication.
(Nick's addendum to the events of The Great Gatsby)
9 Apr 2013
18 Feb 2013
Javert/Valjean - hatesex that becomes a genuine relationship.
From the prompt: Javert recognises Madeline as Valjean from the moment they meet, but they both know that any accusation would come down to his word against that of a respected businessman. So Javert goes about his duties and waits for Valjean to slip up, while Valjean goes about his life and waits for Javert to denounce him.
Of course it would all be so much easier if they didn't have to see each other every day.
Three Days (or The One Where Javert and Valjean Take a Road Trip Through France and Raise a Child) by zamwessell (greencarnation)
3 Feb 2013
Javert calls what he thinks is Valjean's bluff about needing three days to find the child Cosette and intercede for her. The Inspector comes along for the ride -- and gets much more than he bargained for, in the process.
5 Jan 2013
Valjean pulls Javert up out of dark waters.
""No," Valjean says, but Javert knows that he has planted the possibility – Valjean shoving aside the bedclothes and rucking up his nightshirt and the grim slap of flesh on flesh and those hard convict's eyes boring into the back of his neck, Valjean's breath on the back of his neck again, and –
The rush of blood southward catches him almost by surprise. He hopes Valjean does not notice the change in his eyes, the startled swallow. He always hopes too much. To see where he stands Valjean need only glance at the bedclothes.
This, Javert thinks, the thoughts leaden in his stomach. This, this, this is what becomes of you without the prop of your law. This is where your thoughts slink – vile and filthy, back to the gutter, this is the slimy rind that's left of you –"