I come to fight. Or at least, to listen.
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  • Parts 29
  • Time 4h 45m
  • Reads 21,500
  • Votes 337
  • Parts 29
  • Time 4h 45m
Ongoing, First published Apr 06, 2013
The story of Evelyn, a strong-willed young woman, and Enjolras. They meet a few days before the barricade. What happens after Enjolras survives it? Not quite romantic, but you'll end up shipping them.
Joly's inspiration creds: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8394736/39/Our-Little-Lives
find me on tumblr at evelynetenjolras.tumblr.com and on fanfiction.net
warning: contains heavy doses of epic bad-assery on a female character
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"𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡." 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘭𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴. 𝘖𝘩, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘈𝘴 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵, 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘢 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺. 𝘔𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴. - 𝘌𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘩 𝘗𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘰𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳 Enjolras x OC
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"𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡." 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘭𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴. 𝘖𝘩, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘈𝘴 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵, 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘢 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺. 𝘔𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴. - 𝘌𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘩 𝘗𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘰𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳 Enjolras x OC