- - - SO BEAUTIFUL

[EVAN JAXON LOVATO-CRANE]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 420px; border: 10px solid #9a0800;] and i just wanna go home I feel so far away, from everything I used to be So I just hang my head, and feel ashamed Like theres nothing I can do We thought no time or space Could separate us with all that we've been through But now she's on a plane, she's miles away------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- words: 618 tag: golden trio holla wearing: this notes: fuck yes It didn’t matter what was going on in Evans life, how shitty it was or how badly she wanted to break down, a bonfire would fix it. It would always be what she needed. Always be her go-to cure. Broken heart? Bonfire. Stressed about homework? Bonfire. Insecurities creeping back up? Bonfire. She couldn’t be angry or sad or anything negative sitting in front of a fire. She was much like her papa that way. Evan had a strong feeling the reason her and Kahlua were so close was because she had always been so intensely fascinated by fire as he was. When Xavier and Brandyn were too sleepy to stay outside her little grey eyes were still transfixed and it gave them so many opportunities to grow and bond. So many inside jokes and shared secrets and stories. Her fondest memories involved bonfires. Sitting under the moonlight with the mountains casting just the shadows and the dogs all huddled around the little family. A bonfire was just what she needed right now. Just what she wanted. Feeling a little insecure and hormonal and starting to miss home. And naturally Jared and Tony were her top choices for company. They were her dads’ or Brandyn but they would do. Yes, even Tony. She had sent Jared on the mission to go fetch Tony and had already gotten the fire started. A huge collection of sticks and logs from the forest brought over and piled into the perfect little teepee with added pieces of driftwood. They were placed in a hole she had dug surrounded by large stones. Her favorite lighter had provided the spark that got the fire going and now, thanks to a little help, it was at a moderate and comfortable size. She had even brought three collapsible lawn chairs out and had them all huddled together, hers in the middle of course. Currently she sat in her chair with a six-pack of soda under it and a few snacks in her bag. Her knees were brought so her chest and her legs rested against the arms of the chair like little wings. Arms curled around her legs with a colorful cardigan tugged down. Shoes in the sand rather than on her feet and her hair billowing out in the light breeze to match the fire in front of her. Looking away was impossible. Feeling bad was impossible. All she could do was wear a blissful smile and watch the fire dance in front of her. She leaned forward and reached toward it, beckoning it with her finger so some of it jumped and frolicked in front of her hand until finally dying off. And then she did it again, attempting to make a shape out of the little flame she had created. Her fingers danced and curled with it, trying to mold it into an orca shape. She got to a general fish shape before it too died off. But she wasn’t at all discouraged, and instead her mood brightened at the sounds of Tony and Jared behind her. So she leaned back and made herself comfortable, hugging her knees and waiting for them to take their seats. “Your first EvanFire,”

[/color] she declared. Her tone was different. Calm. Serene. No judging, no opinions, no harshness or sarcasm. Just an almost surreal serenity about her. “My only regret is that it’s not back home on The Island. You guys would love it. Mountains and ocean and sometimes there’s even jellyfish. This isn’t Duncan but it will do and I’m glad you’re both here.”[/color] Even though her uterus was raging war inside of her, even though she felt like absolute shit, she was so happy to be here.

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[JARED LIAM ROBINSON]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #DDDDDD; border-top: solid #5a5a5a 5px; width: 500px; padding-top: 20; padding-bottom: 30;] [classy=tite]JARED ROBINSON [/classy][classy=cont][/classy] [classy=claim]Jared walked on Tony's left side as they made their way from the dormitories to the beach. Evan had sent him on yet another errand, and this time it was to fetch his friend and meet her at the beach for their first bonfire together. She was incredibly enthusiastic about the whole thing, and Jared couldn't deny her. Besides, he was a big fan of the three of them together. Together, they created the perfect hilarious combination of insults and retorts that could last for hours on end. "Yeah, it was a total surprise, I didn't even try to, and it just happened." he explained a few details about the spontaneous other night with Evan. Jared knew he didn't want graphic details or play-by's but he knew deep down that Tony wanted to know what exactly happened. Otherwise he'd think that Jared was just pulling the wool over his eyes, which he wasn't. By now, they had reached the sandy area of the beach, and Jared opted to take off his shoes. Even sat alone, with two lawn chairs flanking her, in front of a blazing fire. He looked at Tony for his expression, and continued to progress over to the fire. Jared shoved Tonybro for fun, hoping to make him nervous by the fire, but it just resulted in them laughing and trying to catch their balance. "I brought Tony like you asked, you're welcome." he said smugly, in her ear as he swooped down and grabbed some sodas for himself and Tony. As he straightened up, he tossed Tony the soda, and made his way to the Evan's lawn chair on the left. Jared plopped himself down carelessly and with a grunt as Evan talked about the fire and Duncan. This was a side of Evan that Jared and Tony hardly ever saw. In fact, he looked over to Tony to get his reaction. Jared was a bit speechless, he had to admit. He was a bit hesitant to break the tranquil energy. And instead of saying anything, he let Tony take the lead by gulping down some soda. Jared looked at the fire that Evan had created. It did have a hypnotic trait about it. Admittedly, Jared wasn't exactly an outdoorsy kind of person. there are somethings he's much rather do indoors Sure, he's been camping with his family, but the experiences weren't something he treasured or anything like that. Plus, he didn't like the dirty smell of bonfire you get after sitting in front of one for a while. Then you gotta move your chairs every time the wind picked up and blew the smoke into your face. It wasn't something Jared particularly enjoyed, but he didn't mind since he was with his best friends. [/classy] TAG: exotic queen and turtle boy NOTES: it looks really short

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[STETSON TONY GILLIAM]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: 6699CC; border-top: solid 6666CC 5px; width: 500px; padding-top: 20; padding-bottom: 30;] [classy=tite]we can do whatever we want to [/classy][classy=cont][/classy] [classy=threader] When Jared found Tony, he was sitting on his bed, Skyping with his sisters. When they heard the door open and saw Tony glance to the side, they started giggling, but it was gleeful screeching pretty soon when they heard Tony say, "Wass happenin', Jared?" Tony gave them a lopsided grin and told them to hush so he could hear what his bro had to tell him. He was a little bit reluctant to say goodbye to them, but after maybe five minutes, he finally ended the call and hopped up to join Jared. If there was one thing he would leave his sisters for, it was a meeting of the golden trio. He stuffed his hands in the pockets of his shorts and leaned back a little as he fell into step next to his bro, and only half listened to Jared's Epic Tale of Booty. If he were to be honest with himself, he was a bit jealous. He thought of Evan as more of a strangely abusive sister/bro/overlord, but she was still gorgeous. But bros do not get jelly of other bros. So he pushed that aside and gave Jared a goofy grin. "Spontaneous booty calls are the best booty calls," he said, in a scholarly voice. Not that he would know. Tony wasn't a virgin, but unlike what seemed to be the entire rest of the population on the island, he didn't eat sleep and breathe sex. When they reached the beach, Tony was just a little shocked (pleasantly) at the expression on Evan's face. It was very rare to see her looking that way, but he planned to savor the memory. He slid into the other seat and leaned his head back, looking up at the stars. The sound of the waves and the smell of the ocean combined with the electrifying heat from the fire was making him a little bit dizzy, in a very very good way. The sound of Evan's voice broke through his daze and he found that he wanted to have Golden Trio Evanfires more often. None of his usual problems were on his mind, and he had a pleasant, bubble sensation in the pit of his stomach, similar to the one he got whenever he scored a winning goal and an entire crowd of people, especially including Stella, started cheering for him. It was great. "I bet it's amazing," he said, the usual jocular tone gone from his voice. He kept his eyes on the sky. "We should go visit one day, eh, Jared? I'll finally find out what hocho is and you can . . do what Jareds do." Tony had been about to tell Evan how much she reminded him of his sister, but he didn't think that now was really the time for stuff like that. He knew one of the main reasons he didn't just give up on trying to get her to be civil with him was because of how much she acted like Stella had. He loved Evan for other reasons, too, though. But that was what kept him around. [/classy] TAG: brobro and mama bro

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[EVAN JAXON LOVATO-CRANE]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 420px; border: 10px solid #9a0800;] and i just wanna go home I feel so far away, from everything I used to be So I just hang my head, and feel ashamed Like theres nothing I can do We thought no time or space Could separate us with all that we've been through But now she's on a plane, she's miles away------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- words: 580 tag: golden trio holla wearing: this notes: fuck yes Honestly, the only thing tonight was missing was Kahlua. The man not the drink. The only thing that could complete this night was passing out on her bed with him curled around her in the most innocent of ways. He would smell the dirty fire in her hair and she’d fall asleep to his hands tangling themselves in the fiery locks. And eventually he’d fall asleep and they’d wake up a tangle of father and daughter under a cozy blanket Xavier had obviously draped over them. She wanted that to happen. She wanted her papa to magically appear so she could fall asleep with him sniffing the fire in her hair. Maybe she could con Jared into doing that for her. Or Tony. Or both really. She didn’t care who at this point, so long as she wasn’t falling asleep alone. Just cuddles. Innocent cuddles. Feeling safe and warm and serene. It wasn’t Kahlua, and part of her felt bad for wanting a substitute of her papa, but what else was she supposed to do? “Thanks,”

[/color] she replied genuinely. Usually her polite words were simply spoken because she felt that they had to be, not because she actually meant them. Not this time. She was like a whole other person right now. Not the aggressive fireball they knew her as. Someone completely new. A little dream-filled girl again. She had really needed this. Being so far away from the only home she knew was though sometimes. Even a strong young lady like herself had a difficult time with that. Away from everything she had ever known and thrown into a new place with new people. She fit in back home. She didn’t fit in here. She didn’t feel right here. Correction: she hadn’t felt right here until now. Evan wasn’t just homesick. She was home-terminal.

She finally pulled herself out of her butterfly-like sitting position to reach under her chair for a pop, taking a tip of it as Tony joked about and Jared sat in silence. She looked at them both with the most content of smiles on her dainty little face, setting the can in the little holder the arm of her chair had. She’d probably end up knocking it out anyways. While she turned to look at both of the boys—her boys—she found it difficult to keep her gaze off of the fire. Her head tilted back so she could look at all three at once but also look at nothing at all. “I’ve already told you, hocho is hot chocolate…”[/color] was the first thing she said on the matter. But really she was focusing on the idea of Jared and Tony staying with her back in Canada for a week or something. It sounded too good to be true. And then she remembered their obsession with Brandyn, but not even her insecurities could change her mood right now. “That would be really cool though, if you guys could come visit. We could go to Nanaimo and hike up the mountain and have a real Lovato bonfire…”[/color] she started, leaving out the other half of her last name because Xavier’s family had never been very bonfire oriented. “Sightseeing and shopping and clubbing in Victoria, go to Longbeach, and I’m sure there’s a nude beach worth checking out.”[/color] She threw a little wink at the end and sipped at her pop again. “What do you think, Jared?”[/color] One of the rare moments she didn’t call him Stanky or Stankface.

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[JARED LIAM ROBINSON]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #DDDDDD; border-top: solid #5a5a5a 5px; width: 500px; padding-top: 20; padding-bottom: 30;] [classy=tite]JARED ROBINSON [/classy][classy=cont][/classy] [classy=claim]"Pfft." he laughed smugly at Tony's joke and glanced at him once, with squinting eyes. Jared listened carefully as Even vouched for them to stay with her at her place in Canada. To be honest, Jared would be down for anything; he didn't want to go back to boring old Castles and back to his boring old parents. So the idea of going to Canada (for once) actually sounded rather appealing. "Nude beaches are where I'm at," he joked. Truth to be told, he didn't really want to see older woman--or men either---naked and covered in sand. Sure, perhaps people his age, but there's always the added risk. "We could road trip." he suggested, looking at Evan and Tony. "I had a friend once that had to move from Syracuse to Edmonton, and she just drove for like five days and four nights." he explained, knowing they might think he was crazy to want to drive from the East coast to the West, but people do it all the time. Perhaps they wouldn't be up for it since the price of gas was outrageous or they might get sick of each other, but it was worth a shot. Jared shook his head and added, "I think that'd be so fun." He could imagine it now, the three of them crammed into a car, shitty music playing and eating even shittier food. Tony probably just letting it rip inside the car. Man, that would be a memorable trip, but he doubted they could pull it off. He knew he always talked crazy talk when he was in a good mood. But he couldn't help it! He and his family (perhaps instead of camping) would go on tons of road trips, even though he would act like he didn't enjoy them. At times it was stressful, but it's just a bit relaxing to just drive and drive forever. Blankly, he stared at the bonfire, unaware that his backside was already beginning to get a bit cold. Regardless, it seemed to peaceful to even have to bother about it. He could smell the smoke, and he could tell it was already seeping into his clothing. His warm feet rubbed grains of sand between his toes, making the skin dry and soft. "I have never heard of hocho being used as hot chocolate ..." he began, scrunching his eyebrows together, "Froyo I get, but ... hocho?" he chuckled serenely, tilting his head back at Evan and Tony. [/classy] TAG: exotic queen and turtle boy NOTES: no muse dx

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[STETSON TONY GILLIAM]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: 6699CC; border-top: solid 6666CC 5px; width: 500px; padding-top: 20; padding-bottom: 30;] [classy=tite]we can do whatever we want to [/classy][classy=cont][/classy] [classy=threader] Tony finally picked his head up to look over at the other two. Somehow, this new version of Evan was a little disorienting. A part of him was sad, too, that she couldn't be like this all the time. Not because she wasn't threatening to bash his balls in, but because she seemed much happier. Tony was always worried about the happiness of his friends, and Evan always seemed to be angrier than happy. He almost wished he was empath. It would make things much easier on him, not being constantly worried about everyone. Really, Tony wanted any power that wasn't his own. How lame was it to be able to turn invisible. "Road trip to the marvelous, gorgeous hometown of Evanickle. As long as Evan isn't allowed any weapons and I don't have to drive, I'm all for that. All up on it, all up in it, all over it," he said after a long pause of taking in everything Jared and Evan had both said. "Not so much that bit about the nude beach, though. I'm too innocent for that." Tony could only imagine himself blushing brighter than a fire engine at a nude beach. He could imagine, though, Evan being completely in her element there. Maybe Jared, too. They had four times the self esteem that ten Tony's did. Neither of them would give a shit what anyone else thought about their bodies, and he admired that about them. Tony grinned at the hocho comment. "Hot chocolate and hocho will never resonate as one in my mind. Not until I've had someone hand me a cup, call it hocho, and then tasted it. Froyo is freaking disgusting, dude. It's like powdery, watered-down ice cream." Tony almost regretted not taking anything seriously. He wondered how long Evan's serene mood would last. As much as he didn't like for things to change dramatically, he didn't want to break her or something. Jared, too, was calmer than usual. Tony pushed it out of his head, deciding that it was a good thing, and started to pull himself into his center, slowly going invisible. There wasn't really a reason for it, but he wanted to practice, and in this mood, he thought it would be easier than ever. He was right. In no time at all, there was no Tony sitting in his chair, just a flannel shirt and a pair of soccer shorts. He started to strip the shirt off and twirl it around in the air. He didn't plan on putting it back on, because he was maybe three yards away from this fire as far as he could tell, and it was getting pretty warm. "Guys, I bet you wish you could see my fabulous abs right now, right? Sucks for you," he said, letting his shirt fall to the ground. "Because they're seriously amazing." Tony had no idea what was going on anymore. He was mostly wishing someone had thought to bring a battery-operated radio or something. Music was the only thing missing from their little party. [/classy] TAG: brobro and mama bro

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[EVAN JAXON LOVATO-CRANE]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 420px; border: 10px solid #9a0800;] and i just wanna go home I feel so far away, from everything I used to be So I just hang my head, and feel ashamed Like theres nothing I can do We thought no time or space Could separate us with all that we've been through But now she's on a plane, she's miles away------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- words: 540 tag: golden trio holla wearing: this notes: fuck yes Slowly one of Evan’s legs stretched itself out, slipping into one of her boots so she could reach and poke some of the firewood with her toes. With expert precision she adjusted the branches and logs accordingly, managing no to burn her shoe or her foot then curling back up again with her boot joining the other in the sand. Her chin rested on her knees and she made herself comfortable once again. “Of course,”

[/color] she laughed at Jared’s enthusiasm about a nude beach. She doubted they would actually go, because Xavier would never let her, but it was fun to dream. “Evanickle? How about…Evaquia. Because I’m so ghetto and shit…”[/color] She giggled a little then continued on with the conversation. “But yeah, a road trip would be pretty awesome. Once we got to The Hat I’d have to take over though. I don’t think either of you would survive driving up The Malahat. It can get really fucking windy and if you’re not used to it it’s terrifying.”[/color] Yes, she was admitting that something in this universe scared her. “Tony, you’ll make love to a road trip but not a nude beach? You’re so weird.”[/color]

She could picture it now, renting some shitty van so they could sleep in the back and living off of dry ramen and energy drinks until they got home. She remembered Papa telling her about how him and his brother, Kurt, had taken a road trip to visit their other brother, Henry, in the Praries and how much fun they had had. That was another thing they could do! Visit Uncle Henry! “We could take a second road trip to my uncle’s too. In Alberta. He has a huge arm. My papa calls him out Uncle Sheepfucker,”[/color] she snickered. She doubted Uncle Henry actually did any of that but it was fun to tease. And the fact that he was a nurse made it even funnier to her. A male nurse with a farm. A road trip with her boys was already getting her stoked on life. Well, more so than she already was in that moment. Evan was all smiles and serenity and building excitement. “You both have your passports right?”[/color] Just to make sure.

Her brows then furrowed in mock annoyance and she looked from side to side at both of the boys to glare at them. “Hey, don’t be dissing the food of my people!”[/color] she accused with a laugh, pushing some hair off of her face and to her back. “What’s so wrong with hocho? It’s the same as hot chocolate, just shorter and easier to say. The real thing I need to get you guys to taste is maple syrup. The syrup here is absolute shit. Maple syrup on bacon. Mmmm.”[/color] Her stomach growled a bit and she attempted to silence it with a sip of her soda. And then out of nowhere Tony was stripping off her shirt and she rose a brow at him and laughed yet again. “Woo! Take it off!”[/color] she cheered in encouragement, taking off her own big heavy sweater, which left her in one of her many Michael Jackson tee shirts. This one was for Off The Wall.

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[JARED LIAM ROBINSON]

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- - - you're going to make mistakes, you're young. come on baby, play me something like her comes the sun. don't go, stay with the all unknown. - - - - -

he listened in a half daze as evan talked about her life in canada. it seemed already so interesting. he supposed having a friend from a different country was good. she was breaking all the stereo types for him. "bahah, sheepfucker." he laughed out loud, unsure why the thought of bestiality was funny. he kind of wished that he had a tight knit family like evan. his was already so distant, and his parents were antisocial when it came to other family members. it frustrated him a bit that they refused to believe anything about him that wasn't a part of their vision of the perfect son. the more he thought about it, the more the road trip seemed appealing. just living on the road like gypsies until they finally reached evan's homeland.

"yeah, i got my passport." he said, glancing over her way. his parents had given it to him in case of emergencies (since this supernatural shit did attract a lot of trauma-entailed experiences). jared just liked having his passport around so he knew that he could run away to nearly anywhere in the world with it. he wanted to fill up his passport book with pages and pages of stamps. even get like an extension or something. but he doubted that would happen, unless they zig zagged across the us/canada border as they made their way.

"you've probably just tasted so shit froyo man," he said to tony. "don't diss the froyo." he said in a stern husky voice, as he squinted daringly at tony, challenging him. but the idiot quickly became invisible and began to strut his stuff. a huge grin spread across jared's face. he love this derp kid for being so effing derpy. he twirled his flannel shirt around in the air. he stood up for a moment and ran toward tony and snatched the thing out of the air. there was temptation in him to throw the thing in the fire to see if he would catch it, but he knew tony would probably not react in time to catch it.

instead, he ran the perimeter of the fire, buttoning up the flannel over his thick hoodie as he jogged around. it was tight fitting over his already baggy hoodie, but he was satisfied with the look. "thanks bro." he snickered as he plopped himself down on the lawn chair with a snooty look on his face. and as evan cheered and took of her sweater, jared snatched it from her hands as well and managed to slip it on, since it was probably her dad's or something.

"you two go ahead and play strip bonfire." he nodded, as he struggled to put on evan's sweater.

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strip bonfire p:

[STETSON TONY GILLIAM]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: 6699CC; border-top: solid 6666CC 5px; width: 500px; padding-top: 20; padding-bottom: 30;] [classy=tite]we can do whatever we want to [/classy][classy=cont][/classy] [classy=threader] Tony snorted at Evan's suggestion for a nickname. He was clearly better at making nicknames. Though, to be honest, none of the trio had very cool nicknames, as great as Invisistet would be as a cheesy superhero name. "Ghetto is an illusion if you're a privileged white girl. Only the truly ghetto understand ghetto. You live in Canada. There's no such thing as ghetto there." Tony was pretty sure that Canada would be the richest country if they had more people. Because there's obviously no one poor in Canada. He crossed his arms over his chest, then, in protest to Evan's calling him weird. He was a perfectly normal hyperactive teenager, thank you. "No, I'm not! But you know. Not everyone looks good naked, Evan." He didn't feel the need to explain beyond that. There were just some parts of certain human bodies that were not meant to be seen. Tony had to ignore the sheepfucker comment. Where he grew up, it was mostly beach and pier and tourist shops and God-fearing old women with loud opinions, but there was the occasional farmer out there. Even Tony's step dad had a chicken or two. Beastiality was not a topic he was comfortable with, and saying so would only be cause for suspicion and endless mocking. So, for once in his life, Tony actually kept his mouth shut. "I actually have a passport because I went to Mexico the one time. It was terrible. There were fat people and flies everywhere. I think we were in the wrong part of Mexico, dude." Apparently, Jorge had family down there or something. When the twins were about two, they all went down to show them off to Jorge's great aunt's brother's wife or something like that. The next thing Tony knew, Jared had grabbed his shirt and was putting it on. He didn't chase him, but let his color return and laughed loudly, shaking out his hair and crossing his arms over his chest for some sort of protection. "You're welcome, you crazy idiot. Don't rip it or anything. Bailey picked that out." Not that his sisters hadn't picked out all of his clothes. His mom still went shopping for him and the twins always came home squealing about what they had gotten for him. Even though he knew he would have been acting completely different if they were around (hello paranoia about them falling in the fire), he almost wished they could have been here. They would have loved it. "Ain't a strip bonfire 'til we get some good music," Tony said decidedly. "I can sing for y'all." He launched into the chorus of The Big Bang by the Rock Mafia, but fell short when he realized he only knew the words that were in the title. "That was the original version, you know, before they got Miley Cyrus on it," he joked. "I personally like the original better, but people have this weird thing where they actually want their music to have more than three different words in it now. Like, really, what's up with that?" [/classy] TAG: brobro and mama bro

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