grantxire:

  he’ll tell you to give up any faith whatsoever;
       & so to have faith in him seems contradictory.

(  he’s a bloodhound, the dog chained to the master’s grave.
   there is no winning in faith, but it doesn’t mean that it it
   useless. it’ll let you starve and disappear, but it’s still there.  )

                       ❝     & you’re beautiful.   ❞
            ❝     i’m an impossible fool in this possible world.   ❞

      ;; this was inevitable —

❝     i suppose impossible might be a suited word for me
        but it is not. what’s the possibility of our existence?
        near impossible. but wasn’t it our dear buonaparte
        who stated that  ’ impossible is a word only to be
        found in the dictionary by fools ’ i am that fool, do
         not go dampening yourself with restrictions ; pray
         lay your impossibility upon me, and i’ll allow them
         to become the possible, yet remain still impossible.   ❞

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           Sometimes, he thinks– and said
          thoughts are private, unuttered to
          anyone lest they break the spell–
          but sometimes, he thinks that the
          only time Grantaire is truly alive is
          when he has to prove that Enjolras
          is wrong. There is a certain laissez
          faire passion in his theatrics that
          lights a fire in those alcohol glazed
          eyes– it makes him seem WORTHY
          of a listen and Enjolras– l i s t e n s.

                                                    But agreeing is the LAST thing he does.

            “A sentiment regarding his plan to
         conquer all of Europe is not one I am
         keen on echoing, I hope you realize.”
         There’s something about those blues,
         like the sky has chipped into his eyes
         as he stares at you– Enjolras stares.
         Doesn’t look away. It’s not in him to.

                                                  “–Yet our existence is a reality, is it not?
                                                 You and I, we are here, are we not? There
                                                  is only the perception of impossibility, and
                                                  we are living proofs of overcoming them.
                                                  Surely you are capable of at  l e a s t  that.”