We Used to Be (1)

LES MIS WRITERS/FANS, PLEASE HELP ME

I'm looking for the author of "We Used to Be", I found this fanfiction a couple of days ago (lesmiskink.tumblr.com/post/459….  

As you can see the last update was in March 2013, by Anonymous so I don't know even the author's nickname to be able to find her and send her a message.

Please, help me to find her. My not so secretly intentions are:

1) to tell her how marvellously heart-twisting her writing is
2) to let more and more peolpe know about this fanfiction
3) to ask her to continue it

HOW YOU CAN HELP ME

1) If you ARE the writer, please send me a short note on dA.

2) If you aren't her but you know her then you may just give me a link or something where I can reach her for sure.

3) If you aren't her and don't know her, please copy this little message and post/share it on your tumblr/livejournal/etc. - and I hope that someone, somewere would read it and be able to help me.

As I have no tumblr/livejournal/etc, you may send me a note/comment on dA (francu.deviantart.com) if there is any news.

I know it's an unusual request and I wouldn't ask if I didn't be so desperate... but I AM so desperate.

THANK YOU VERY MUCH

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About the pictures/fanfiction


Prompt: J/VJ, they get together post-Seine. They live together, they are this ridiculously-in-love always bickering old married couple that everyone hates and also kinda wants to be like them. Life is as perfect as it can be. And then Valjean dies. Not because of an accident/murder/broken heart; quietly, in peace, of old age. Javert—doesn’t cope well with loss.


The pictures aren't for illustrating the whole story from the start to the end, I just tried to express how I felt about some scenes as I read it, but there is a cohesion between them.

I used so much text from the fanfiction that I think everyone can understand the situation without actually reading it (except the tiny details and hints, of course).

However, it would be a big mistake to miss it. So if you have spare time I recomment to read it. Just be aware of, as it's clear from the prompt, it is not a fluffy Sunday picknick but massive hurt/angst/depression - in wonderful narration. (link is above)

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