cosette

You know what someone needs to write about? Modern AU Fantine.

If she was abandoned as a child she’d probably have grown up in the care system. She falls into a relationship with Tholomyes before she’s out of her teens, getting pregnant and giving birth.

When Tholomyes leaves her, though, she’s completely out to sea and doesn’t know what to do with herself, let alone a child. She has a small flat somewhere and (even though she doesn’t really know them) she leaves her two-year-old daughter with her next-door neighbours, the Thenardiers, because they have kids too. She finds it very very hard to get a job with no qualifications, and she finds it had making friends because life is so unkind to her and she’d rather spend every spare hour with her daughter. She does things like waitressing but the men hit on her (and worse) so she hates it.

The Thenardiers start charging her more and more money to look after Cosette and tell her they’ll report her to social services if she can’t pay, and so her child will be taken off her. She’s desperate for that not to happen so she pays them even when their demands get ridiculous. She loses her job as a waitress when an obnoxious rebuffed customer grabs her outside and stuffs snow down her top, and she kicks and punches him in retaliation. Really really desperate now, she turns to sex work, not suspecting that the Thenardiers are abusing Cosette on the days and nights they look after her. She manages to pay them, and she’s able to provide for Cosette, but she’s very very miserable.

…I kind of want to write this now.

jehans:

She walked bending forward, her head down, like an old woman; the weight of the bucket strained and stiffened her thin arms. The iron handle was numbing and freezing her little wet hands; from time to time she had to stop, and every time she stopped, the cold water that sloshed out of the bucket splashed onto her bare knees. This took place in the depth of the woods, at night, in the winter, far from all human sight; she was a child of eight. At that moment only the Eternal Father saw this sad thing.

And undoubtedly her mother, alas!

For there are things that open the eyes of the dead in their grave.

Victor Hugo | Les Misérables

 

darthfar:

amarguerite:

darthfar:

irenydrawsdeadpeople:

you’d think cosette would have super fluffy adorable pokemon, and they definitely were when she and her papa saved their lives! they’ve just grown a little bigger since then, that’s all

also, she has tea with mew on thursdays

[is weak with laughter at Cosette’s menagerie of pokemon]

[is now trying to imagine the rest of the Amis as pokemon trainers. What if the barricade battle had been done with pokemon?!]

OMG IRENY YOU NEED TO DRAW THE BARRICADE AS FOUGHT WITH POKEMON

THIS NEEDS TO HAPPEN

Also, ohmygosh, Cosette is such a cutie, I love her almost bashful expression with the worlds deadliest menagerie right behind her.

This then begs the question, “WHICH AMI HAS PSYDUCK???”

[my money’s on Jehan]

The other night, instead of doing any of the 24601 things I was meant to be doing, I made this instead. Not to be used as a substitute for reading the book! Unless of course you want it to be.

Tumblr is a dick and probably won’t let you see the actually readable version, so click here to see it. Please feel free to point out any massive inaccuracies but be gentle


spacefeels:

wherein I wanted to casually draw hipster French kids and then accidentally cared too much

like making a lookbook and listening to French indie music on 8tracks for inspiration

so I guess this is a community college AU where Enjy protests budget cuts and campaigns for educational reform, and R totally unironically owns a YOLO flask cuz he is actually the opposite of a hipster, and Ep prolly takes accounting cuz she totes does the books for her folks’ bar, and Marius tries to pay his own way through college and Cosette’s that classy dame that dresses too damn well for an academic institution

lookbook refs in case anybody cared: Enjolras, Grantaire, Eponine, two for Marius and surprisingly none for Cosette

music: French indie playlist on 8tracks

I wanna draw the other barricade boys but I don’t even know them well enough yet to differentiate them from each other weh