So, apparently all this Valvert fic reading has taken its toll. I’m no fic writer, but my subconscious isn’t letting that stand in its way apparently. I had a dream that I was in a classroom watching what must have been my id’s version of Les Mis because there was a scene in which Crowevert and Valjackman were sharing a bed, and Javert’s wrists were bound to the headboard with a bedsheet. That was the least surprising part of the dream; I’ve probably read a dozen fics where Javert is bound with his hands over his head. It seemed to me that the explanation for this, which made much more sense in the dream than when I woke up and thought about it, was that Javert didn’t trust himself to not touch Valjean during the night. Apparently, that wouldn’t have been a problem, because Valjean was asleep with his head on Javert’s shoulder and his arm thrown across his chest, looking like there was nowhere on earth he’d rather be. What made it so hilarious that I woke myself up laughing was realizing that there was no way Javert could have tied himself like this, which means he must have asked Valjean for help, and he must have explained why it was necessary, and he completely failed to foresee this result. The last thing I remember was him looking mournfully up at the ceiling like, fuck. How do I get myself into these situations?. I don’t know, man. I may need to lay off on the fanfic for a while.
