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❛ This child never felt so well as when he was in the street.. The pavements were less hard to him than his mother's heart. He had no shelter, no bread, no fire, no LOVE; but he was merry because he was FREE. ❛ ind. modern!gavroche.   WRITTEN BY CAIT.

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FRIENDLY REMINDER: Gavroche is now over on ofurchins

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      ❛ GAVROCHE was a  whirlwind.                                    they  saw him incessantly, they heard him constantly. ❛

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  ❛ This child never felt so well as when he was in the street.. The pavements were less hard to him...

FRIENDLY REMINDER THAT I’VE MOVED BLOGS OVER HERE.

I’d be delighted to see some of you guys over here!

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      ❛ GAVROCHE was a  whirlwind.                                    they  saw him incessantly, they heard him constantly. ❛

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bloody hell.

alright, so tumblr wont let me make a new blog??? so could one of u very nice people possibly make one? i’ll owe u a fuck ton

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& important psa.

i actually really want to remake gavroche. i mean, i’ve been doing performances & our gavroche is just perf, and i’ve reread the brick and that sO i was just wondering. hit like if you want a follow on the new blog?

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       hey friends!!                 ———- just wanted to make a little follow forever                                       for the holidays, so here i go.                                   HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO YOU ALL!!

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So, the family that he'd been staying with hadn't exactly worked out that well. They wanted him to stay, and Gavroche wanted to go. --- That's why he's back here, running through the streets to find Navet, and when he does, the boy grins

"Missed me?"

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      “ — The water around Montreuil sur Mer is a little more than a river, my boy,” Valjean chuckled, watching as the coin disappeared into the child’s pocket. His question excited the mayor; the thought of giving gifts sending a thrill through him like a young boy on Christmas morning. “Of course. Shall we stop by the bakery first? I know the baker well, and perhaps he will give you a discount for the cause.” Valjean always appreciated seeing the selflessness in the children of the town, just as much as any adult. Children were not corrupt with poisonous, dangerous thoughts at such an age. Or, they should not have been.

    Though Valjean was unable to provide a proper home for every abandoned child in Montreuil sur Mer, however much he wanted to do so, he tried to make the streets a safer place, which was far more doable. He had recently hired an Inspector known aas Javert, who was strict in his sense of justice. This gave him a small comfort, but he still worried whenever he looked down at the innocent face of the young boy. “What is your name?” he asked as they walked along.

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       "Well, y'know what I mean! 'f I can float down it, s'a river. One time, m'friends an' I stole a bathtub from a skip, an' floated it down there." Gavroche rubs his hand together slightly, they're blistered from the cold, but as the Inspector speaks, blues dart upwards slightly. "I don't have much money on me. So th'discount 'ad better be good. I could give 'em the doe eyes, an' say 'bout feedin' 20 starvin' kids f'Christmas. I mean, we've got th'rest'a the dinner. " Musichetta was going to be cooking it for them, and the idea excited him. A real Christmas, with gifts and food -- something he could enjoy doing.  

    Javert wouldn't enjoy it. There had been comments about how strict the officer was, but Gavroche didn't agree with it. Any strict person could be easily broke with a little bit of lightheartedness "Don't have one." He muttered, running his fingers through his hair, and attempting to dodge the patches of ice that had formed on the floor. Damn weather, it was horrible to walk around "I go by Gavroche. 'vryone round 'ere knows me as that."

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❛ GAVROCHE was a  whirlwind.  they  saw                                      him incessantly, they heard him constantly. ❛

                                    independent | selective | modern verse.

                                                              I | II | III 

                                                  (c) for banner sxptem

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4'6"

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Send your character’s height and I’ll compare it to mine.

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Using this site.

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               of course, enjolras, after spending tireless hours thinking about              it, had felt terrible after their confrontation for however he might              have upset gavroche. he’d read the book given to him front to              back multiple times, and after having what he did have commi-              ssioned by an as yet unknown source, it’s finally arrived.

         ’  i’m sorry i was such an arse to you last week,  ’  he starts.          ’  i only do these things because i worry. i’ve been told i worry             far too much. but ——— one of the things i was talking about             was anonymity to the press. i still value that. so, i had an             idea, and decided that i wanted you to be the first to try it             out. if it’s stupid, tell me. but; ( he brings it forth. ) here.  ’

         ’  it’s a full face mask. if you wear this when you’re out at             the protests, no one will be able to determine who you             are, and if anyone tries to take it off, we can file a             lawsuit against them. it’ll protect you from the media as             best as possible, and will make more of an impact.  ’

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            eyes fall strangely upon the box that rests in enjolras' hands.             how strange, really, that even though he had become upset.             he'd moved on way too quickly. musichetta needed his help,             there was health packages that were needed, beds that were             often set up. he was NEEDED elsewhere, not in the field.

                            "DAMN RIGHT y'sorry."

            his hand does fumble with the mask as he pulls it out.             deep red lines, the curves of blue. beautiful, really, but             gavroche grows a little excited at the prospect of it.             grabbing a tub of the glow in the dark paint that him a             nd navet tend to use when grafiiti painting., he scrawls             something across it, darting his eyes back up to enjolras             once more.

            "i accept it an' that, but y'dare start anythin' like that             again. i wont hesitate in hittin' y'with a broom. s'been             done. ask boss. i whacked him last week f'tellin' me i             couldn't go."

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outofcharacter. i'm alive!!!!!!! does anyone want a starter?

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outofcharacter. merry christmas everyone! it’s actually been christmas for an hour in france, bUT. anyway, have a lovely day, and i hope all of you get what you want and have food babies ok. <3

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outofcharacter. i'm gonna be taking a little hiatus until new year. i'm just so stressed out with xmas.