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4townie · 1 month

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Road to 4☆TOWN

Warning: Strong language

Robaire read over the half finished lyrics to the song he’d been working on, finding himself completely stumped. His pity party was interrupted by the doorbell. Robaire rushed to the door. “Jan—” He frowned. “Oh. Hey, Aaron.”

“Hey.” Z leaned on the doorframe. “I know it’s been a while since we’ve spoken, but T tells me you’re really into that girl from the hotel.”

“I mean, if you ever picked up a magazine, he wouldn’t have to tell you.” Robaire rolled his eyes. “But yeah. I am. What of it?”

Aaron held up his Polaroid camera. “I’ve got photos to show you.” He stepped inside. “Your girl…she’s got long legs, pineapple hair, wears lots of mini skirts. Amirite?”

“Uh, yeah.” Robaire looked at him in confusion. “How do you remember all that? You only saw her once.”

“I cross referenced with one of those magazines I never pick up.” Aaron raised an eyebrow. “She looked familiar when I saw her. I wasn’t sure at first, but now I am.”

“Sure of what? When did you see her?” Robaire asked.

“Olivia’s staying with us while my parents are in Aruba. She insisted we take her and Tae to the park to feed the ducks.” Aaron handed him the Polaroids. “That’s when I spotted her.”

Robaire shifted through the pictures. He could clearly see Janelle smiling and holding hands with some other guy, but he couldn’t believe his eyes. “She’s still seeing him…?” He felt a pang in his chest. “I thought…I thought he broke her heart. I thought I was the one healing her.”

“Hate to be the bearer of bad news.” Aaron shrugged. “We tried to tell you she was bad for you, man. Everyone could see it but you.”

“That’s not really helping.” Robaire shot him a glare. “I just…” he sighed and plopped onto the couch. “I thought I had a good thing going here. But this whole time I really was just a sucker. I was always her second choice.”

Aaron’s eyes shifted awkwardly. “Isn’t Jesse the one you usually go to with these problems?”

“UGH, what am I supposed to tell Jesse?” Robaire groaned. “I was being such a jerk to him but he was right all along. And my parents…” He faceplanted into a couch pillow. “I don’t know how I’m supposed to face anyone. I just feel like a total fool. How could she play me like this?”

Aaron looked between Robaire and the door, debating whether or not he should just leave him to his feelings. He sighed and sat on the floor beside him. “Listen, I get it. You must’ve been excited to have a life outside of 4☆TOWN. You just wanted us all to be happy and support you.” He shook his head. “I know it sucks a lot, but it’s not your fault.”

“It’s definitely my fault.” Robaire said quietly. “It was spelled out for me so many times but I chose to ignore it.” He stared at the photos. “Last time we spoke, we got into an argument. She told me she couldn’t be with another liar and yet…she’s the one lying to me. And here I was writing her a love song, trying to figure out how to make it up to her and she just—…” He scoffed and tossed the photos aside. “I’m such an idiot.”

“Well, I’m not gonna tell you this isn’t stupid cuz that’d be a lie.” Aaron admitted.

“Wow, thanks.” Robaire rolled his eyes. “I’m pouring my heart out to you and you tell me I’m stupid.”

“You didn’t let me finish.” Aaron narrowed his eyes. “I was going to say that even though you were being dumb, you can’t victim blame. She was manipulative and she played with your feelings and she knew exactly what she was doing. That’s a pretty fucked up thing to do to someone.” He looked over at Robaire, who was busy staring at a picture of Janelle sadly. Aaron sighed and got up. “You can stay here and feel sorry for yourself. And you can forgive her and look past it if you want. But the Robaire I know, the same jackass that stood up to our manager to protect Jesse, wouldn’t let someone like this win a fight. He’s too strong for that.” He shrugged before letting himself out.

Robaire shook his head when he was alone again. “I wish I knew where that guy was right now.”

#4town headcanons #4town fanfic #4town robaire #4town z #4town jesse #4town aaron t #4town taeyoung #turning red #turning red 4town #4town #4townie

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saltburnedwound · 1 year

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the two boyf- best friends ^_^

#4town #4townie #4town fanart #4town z #4town t #aaron z #aaron t #4town headcanons #Spotify #ibispaintx

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robairegif · 1 year

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— 4TOWN WITH A CLUMSY S/O . . .

genre : fluff.

note : rushed. n ALL THE MEMBERS R WORRIED CUZ LIKR WHO TF WON'T GET WORRIED WHEN UR S/O IS LITERALLY CLUMSY ?????????????

— ROBAIRE

i think robaire would be worried. i mean — not overly worried, but just — worried. he knows you're clumsy, and he, too, knows that your clumsiness can get out of hand, to the point you just accidentally hurt yourself.

but he does help you when you get into a super sticky situation, though. he tells you what to, and what not to do whenever you just accidentally cut or hurt yourself.

— JESSE

jesse teases you because of your clumsiness. but he knows when to and when not to joke about it. especially if you're sensetive with words.

but sometimes, he just can't help but to get worried. he's worried about you 24/7 but doesn't show it :/ but you always tell him it's okay to be worried bc being worried is just normal.

— AARON T

i'd like to think that aaron t is clumsy, so probably couple goals ):>

but if you're more clumsier than him? sometimes, he just does the work himself so you don't get hurt, or you don't feel bad when you mess up the work. but he asks you first if you want him to do the work cause, he doesn't want you to feel like “ r u underestimating me ?? ” or anything.

— AARON Z

sure, he have seen the members' clumsy side, and he do get worried ( secretly. cause man don't like showing emotions :/ ) , but he's never been SO worried when he found out his s/o is clumsy.

he tries not to show how worried he is but he fucks up and shows how worried he is x _ x but he tries his best to hide it cause he don't want you to see him as an overly worried bf and he don't want that.

— TAE YOUNG

like aaron t, he's clumsy, too. he's worried about himself beong clumsy, but he's MORE worried about u.

when you feel bad by accidentally letting his dove fly, he just go like, “ it's actually okay, pudding. i've done that to my other doves several times, there's no need to feel bad! plus he knows the way home so dont worry. he'll be back soon. ”

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miniimapp · 2 years

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4*TOWN as Your Seatmate in Class - Highschool AU

Gen. ;; Fluff + tiny amounts of angst - Headcanons/Scenarios

Warnings ;; Bullying + Stress (Robaire's section)

Proofread + Edited ;; No, sorry !!

Auth. Note ;; This was supposed to be posted yesterday but I'm an idiot and forgot to finish Tae Young's section and when I noticed I was too tired to write anything remotely good :'D !!

Also, quick disclaimer, I'm not American so I have no idea what type of school system they have over there, I'm basing this high school experience off of my own experience :)

I really struggled with writing Z's and Tae's and I think it's obvious in both the length and the quality so I hope you can forgive me (especially Tae's in comparison to the last one)

Enjoy !!

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Aaron T - The One Who Steals Your Shit

It's a hate-love relationship

You hate when he asks to borrow your stuff

You love when he leaves you alone

Not one single class goes by where T isn't asking you for something

A pencil, a pen, a ruler, a rubber (eraser), tape, colouring pencils, specifically a purple crayon, post-it notes, a compass and protractor, glue - things that you can find in most shops

Has this man never heard of the stationary section ??

You don't even know why T needs half the stuff he asks you for given it's an English class but there we go-

It's gotten to the point where you're just giving him your pencil case before he even opens his mouth

T gets this goofy grin whenever you give him what he needs (which is every time he asks)

And maybe you keep giving him your stuff just to see that grin

What of it ??

Look,, I'm not saying you're a simp

But I'm not not saying you're a simp either

It's okay, we all go through our phases

One day I'm sure you'll be able to look at a pretty boy and not throw your empty wallet at his feet

But until that day it looks like Mr. Aaron T has got you wrapped around his finger

It's not all one-sided though !!

Because T's got a secret (Another day, I'm back at school. I thin about him, he's so cool !!)

He absolutely has every single piece of stationary he's ever asked you for in his bag

I don't mean he's stolen your stuff

I mean T already has all the stationary he needs in his bag he just chooses not to get it out so that he has a reason to talk to you

Yeah this is that trope - buckle in

Mama T has made sure her baby has everything he ever will ever need and makes him pack his bag every night before school

So I bet you're wondering how you found out about this

If you weren't wondering before you better start now

Well, friend, it was the unzipped backpack trap

Y'know when you're walking and your bag is completely open

Oh yeah

You know exactly where I'm going with this

It was the end of class (and the day) and everyone was packing up or already gone - you got back the fineliner T had borrowed and you were ready to go home

And then the loudest unzipping sound came from your right

You turned just in time to see a waterfall of multi-coloured stationary fall out of an unzipped pencil case that was falling out of an unzipped bag

And a frozen T, watching as all his stuff went crashing into the floor, stood with his bag swung in front of him as he prepared to leave

Mans is giving all fish a run for their money with his impression rn

Poor boy is just opening and closing his mouth trying to think of something to say

And you have so many things to say you can't choose which one to say first !!

T glances at you...and then tries his best to avoid your attempts at eye contact

"Who put all of that in there...haha...wow..."

The loudest snort escapes you as you cover your mouth trying to muffle your laughter

T can't help but smile - at least you were laughing, despite his embarrassment at least you didn't hate him

Bit dramatic but then again this would be boring if it wasn't

"You're such an idiot, oh my god" in between wheezes, snorts and loud hyena laughter

As T joins you in laughter he finds himself glad that this happened, even if it is a blow to his ego, otherwise he would never know this side of you

From this day on, T pledges to be the reason you smile brighter and laugh louder every day

Jesse - The One Who's Never Paying Attention

Jesse's the kinda bitch who gets the highest grades every time - he's top of the class in most things - yet he never pays attention

And its beginning to get to you

Big time

And you're way too sleep deprived to be dealing with this mental stress rn

Sitting next to this boy is torture because as you put all of your effort into focusing and still struggle to keep up with the lesson while Jesse has no problems

So confident in his abilities that he doesn't even try

Which definitely isn't the case

I think Jesse is someone who cares deeply about doing well in school, though he'd never admit it (he definitely instilled this mindset into his kids too)

He studies every night at home and reads ahead on the material so he knows it in preparation for class

Because the teachers don't teach in a way he understands, it just doesn't click for him

So he takes his education into his own hands

King behaviour tbh

So during class time ?? He's completely up in the clouds

Jesse loves to sketch in class

He'd prefer pottery but y'know...not exactly possible to bring out his wheel in the middle of a maths lesson

Oh yeah, this is a maths class

So he sketches pottery designs and whatever catches his attention really

As Jesse sketches, you are contemplating putting yourself into a coma (death's straight up commitment dude and you're too indecisive for that-)

But for now slamming your head into your desk repeatedly will have to do :)

How the hell is any of what this teacher is babbling on about meant to make sense in any way, shape or form ??

Literally name a part of their "explanation" because you call bs !!

You keep quiet because imagine having the teacher call you out as you have a breakdown ?? literally bye

However, being your seatmate, Jesse has no choice but to pay attention

Literally, you're causing his lines to shake-

But also because you've caught Jesse's attention and your...movements are making you hard to draw

How can he draw that sparkle in your eyes if you're face down on your desk ??

A light tap on your shoulder brings you out of your wallowing

Fuck, the teacher's caught you now

They're gonna hate you for forever now and you're gonna fail because they'll make sure to never explain anything in a way you understand and fuck shit damn it you need to pass this class

You look up - ready to really put on a show of tears and pretend your friend's grandma's pet's uncle Gustopher died last night-

Oh...

...that's not a teacher

Arguably worse it's Mr. Know-It-All

And fuck if he doesn't look like god's gift to the world in this stupid lighting from this stupid angle which no one should look attractive from

It's official: you hate Jesse Whats-His-Last-Name

"You alright, love?"

(Because of course Jesse is just as free about pet names as he is when he's grown up - probably even more so)

GOD DAMMIT AISAKJBSLABDBC

How dare he use that on you ??

Especially looking like that

"...no."

WELL AREN'T YOU ARTICULATE ??

"Okay, how about you rest for a bit, I'll take some notes for you, alright?"

ADBSJJSKKAJCKDHGEJDNC

WHAT-

for you ?????

SKDFNKJHSDLVKNBJCB

You manage a nod and a watery smile

And somehow you manage to pass out for the rest of the lesson

...

You wake up to the sound of chairs scraping and loud talking

On the left side of your desk is a sheet of neatly written notes with diagrams (you could cry-)

As you pick it up to put away in a safe place you notice another piece of paper underneath it - folded.

Curiosity obviously wins out so you pick it up and are met with many sketches

Flowers, clouds, lots of pretty things

But the two noticeable drawings ??

They're of you

One of you staring forwards with your pen held against you bottom lip

And the other one of you sleeping at your desk

You couldn't lie they were beautiful

You were beautiful

Is this really how you look ??

Did Jesse see you this way ??

You hope he does

Speaking of- you look around for Jesse but he's long gone - along with everyone else

Better skedaddle before the teacher attempts conversation- oh wait they're gone too

Great ??

You let yourself smile as you slip both of the pieces of paper into your bag

Maybe he isn't so bad

Aaron Z - The One Who Comes to Class Injured

Oh man, you have major concerns about Z

Every other week he's sporting some new injury

A month or so ago he was on crutches with a sprained ankle

2 weeks ago he had a black eye

Last week he nearly ripped a tendon and wasn't allowed to come in

And now he's got himself a broken arm

Fucking how ??

What the hell is Z doing to get these injuries ??

Is someone hurting him ??

Is he getting into fights ??

Is the extracurricular sports he plays religiously ??

And why does he get extra desk space-

Just give him his own desk, dammit !!

And of course Z is so quiet that he barely has any friends in his classes and none of his actual friends seem to share any with him either

Which is so strange ??

Not one person really ??

So now you'd been lumped with the poor guy to help him out whenever he has an injury since you shared most (all ??) of his classes

Z just looks so uncomfortable whenever you're alone together

You'd be offended if you didn't know his personality

Unfortunately, his general discomfort makes you feel just as awkward as he does

And it's kind of a problem

Because your teachers keep looking at you like they're expecting something

Like you'll suddenly become besties

Which is...hopeful

And naive

Not that you wouldn't love to be friends with Z

The guy seems really cool

But...y'know

This bizarre buddy system had only recently taken place so you'd only been helping him since the start of the week

And it's already this bad

Not that Z's bad !!

He's fine

Great, even

Just...quiet ??

Again, not a bad thing !!

Just had to make a friend for life in these conditions, y'know ??

Doesn't help that your almost as awkward on a good day so...

You walk side by side, carrying both your and Z's bags to your next class which, surprise surprise, you share

Stuck in the monotony of school life your mind begins to wander

As you amble along Z begins sneaking glances at you

You sat next to him

You accepted to escorting him around school like a bodyguard

or worse...a babysitter

You offered him a smile every time he sat down next to you

You even offered to carry his bag when all you had to do was walk him to the next class

Why... ??

Why're you being so nice to a...not stranger...acquaintance ??

Sucked into his own thoughts Z didn't notice the small step in front of him

The sudden drop (though pretty small) was enough to send him flying into the wall shocking you both out of your stupors

You sprinted over, checking over him like a worried mother as Z stood there stewing in his embarrassment

"Oh my god! Please tell me you didn't break the other arm!"

"...it's fine..." he replies in the quietest voice ever

"Are you sure? Do you want to go to the nurse's office anyway, just to be safe? I have plasters but I'm not sure they'll help all that much"

You break into nervous laughter before it quickly turns into real giggles and snorts (yes you will snort every time you laugh, if I have to suffer this irl you can suffer through it in headcanons !!)

Though he doesn't laugh with you Z does crack a smile which is a win in your book

"I think I'll live"

"You sure? Because your track record suggests otherwise"

You receive a playful glare for that one

"Come on, clumsy. I'll make sure you make it the rest of the way to class in one piece."

Maybe the next time you had to help out with Z's injury the silence would be so awkward

or silent at all

Robaire - Your Academic Rival

Similar to Jesse's headcanons, Robaire is one smart cookie...it infuriates you

But in a fun way

Because you can fight back

The competitiveness on you two is scary ngl

Everyone else in your class has given up trying to beat either of you

They just silently hope that whoever is highest in the most recent test doesn't gloat about it

This time it's Robaire

And you're not...happy about it, shall we say

So of course Robaire has taken it upon himself to rub it in your face as much as he can

And though you hate losing you can't deny the anticipation and excitement you feel whenever test scores are released

Because win or lose it's a lot of fun competing with Robaire

And he has fun too, don't you worry

On occasion Robaire has been known to study for a few more hours than usual leading up to a test just so he can beat you

And his friends find it hilarious

Because on you could get under the cool, calm and collected Robaire's skin like this

So they simply watch in amusement as he turns to you, a victorious smirk on his face

"Look like your crown is slipping, your highness. And with that, I think your throne is mine."

"Just you wait, Robaire, I will crush you in the next test. Prepare to taste my dust."

You shared grins

"I don't think I will. If you can't even keep up a streak of more than one victory compared to my four in a row, how could you hope to seize the next one?"

"Pure determination, loser. Watch me."

You grab your bag and stand up

"Here, I'll even give you some dust-eating practice. See ya next class."

You wave and move on out of there

But not before you hear a hushed whisper from nearby

"They're such a try hard it's not even funny..."

"Pick-me behaviour-"

You're no stranger to mean comments and prefer to let them roll off of you like water off of a duck's back but these particular voices with comments like these had started to follow you everywhere

What really got to you, though, was the fact you never saw who was saying them

You could only hear them

There's no way to turn them off

And you hate that you're letting them start to affect you but you just can't help it.

They're everywhere

Your only haven is your home and even there the comments had started to pick up, your mind echoing them back to you whenever you had a single moment alone

It's starting to make studying even harder than it already is

Which is why you completely bombed the next test

You failed badly

You can only hope you don't start to cry as you flip through pages upon pages of red crosses next to your hastily scribbled answers

You hadn't gotten a bad score on a test in so long

You'd made sure of it

What would everyone think if they found out-

The pick-me doesn't even have a leg to stand on

Look who's all bark and no bite

This is Robaire's rival ?? yikes...

Fuck...what will Robaire say ??

And after you'd gone and blabbered your mouth at him too

God...

So when Robaire turns to you, holding his paper close to his chest and grinning as if he knew he'd won, you lost it

You sprinted out of the room and to the toilets as fast as you legs could carry you

A sight that left Robaire more than a little speechless

One of his friend laughed, "Is that their way of telling you that you've eaten their dust or?"

But Robaire had seen your face and it hadn't been mischievous or even slightly smiling

You looked distraught

Robaire walked up to your desk and flipped your paper over, eyes widening when he saw your score

Well, now he knows why you ran...

Dropping his paper on top of yours to hide the score, Robaire runs out of class too

Meanwhile you're staring at yourself in the mirror willing the redness in your eyes to disappear

Fuck it...whatever

You left your paper there anyway, there's no way that the whole class doesn't know about it by now

You give your swollen eyes one last look before leaving the toilets

And fucking great, Robaire himself is right there as you leave

"You okay?"

You stare at him for a second and then nod

You'll get over it

Eventually

Jury's out on everyone else though

"I'm gonna need you to convince me, chéri. Because seem as okay as you want me to believe."

"It's whatever, man, forget it."

"It's fine if you don't want to talk about it right now. How about a hug? Feel free to say no." Robaire smiled gently at you and you felt your heart squeeze in your chest

You hesitate before nodding and stepping forward into his waiting arms

You breathe in and smell what can only be described as Robaire

You have no idea what to place the scent as, it's just warm and it's him

Maybe you'll tell him in a minute, or an hour, or a day or maybe a week but here, in his arms, you feel safe and better already

Tae Young - The One That You Tutor

Given the fact the Tae Young's moved around a lot, he's also the new kid a lot

And that always affects his classwork

Different curriculums, different teaching styles, even different languages and he's expected to roll with it and keep up

Tae's expected to ride the wave of change but he keeps getting sucked under, flailing around as he tries desperately to stay afloat

Even his best classes are ones he's somehow behind in and it's pretty upsetting

Tae Young is smart but all of this confusion and catching up to topics he hasn't even heard of yet is lowering every semblance of his confidence and self-esteem

Which is where you come in

Being a part of the tutoring program it's literally your job to make sure the students under your care are getting the grades they deserve and are understanding the topics they're learning

You share their losses, their wins, everything - you watch the people you're assigned to grow and learn and nothing makes you happier

And you like to think they enjoy being tutored by you just as much

So when you're told you've been given a new tutee you're happy to help out

It's what you do after all

So you make your way to the library, note books in hand

You'd done enough tutoring by now that you had a set plan of how to go about things

In this first session not much tutoring would be done, honestly, but in order for your tutee's to learn anything you'd need to figure out how they learn, what they need to learn and what's causing them to struggle

When Tae Young was told he'd been given a tutor he felt ashamed

If he'd just been able to keep up with the work then he wouldn't be in this situation

Tae's barely been in this school a month and he's already enough of a failure that he needs another student to tutor him.

He felt like all eyes were on him as he shuffled to the library, nervously picking at the skin around his nails

Even the wall had eyes to judge Tae with

You made sure to get to the library before your new tutee (such a weird word lol-)

You set up at your normal table and waited, wondering who they might be

Tae Young stands outside of the library, fingers tapping out random pattern on his thigh as he hypes himself up

Now or never

He takes a shaky step inside and looks around, hoping to find his tutor

You watch Tae Young vibrate on the spot as he frantically looks in all directions

Well, your new tutee hadn't come yet so you could probably help him out

"Tae? You okay?"

Turning to the side, Tae Young catches your eye and almost deflates in relief

Someone he knows !!

"Mmm, yeah. Sorry!"

You give him what you hope is a reassuring smile

"Not to worry. But, uh, I don't normally see you in here, what's the occasion?"

Tae Young chews on his lip for a moment before looking up at your through his lashes

His voice drops down to a hushed whisper

"I'm supposed to be getting a tutor but I don't know where they are..."

Your smile widens into a grin

"Well, I think I've hit the jackpot then because I'm waiting for my new tutee. Bets on who that might be?"

Tae's eyes widen comically as he lets a smile take root on his face and you stifle an aw

"Really? Thank goodness, I was super worried that they'd be mean but I guess I don't have to worry about that anymore!"

You laugh and guide him to your table

"I'd hope not. Well, since I already know you we can skip introductions. I have a rough idea of what you might need help with but it's much easier for the both of us if we hash it out together; does that sound good?"

Tae Young nods and flops into a chair, his earlier nerves dissolving as he listens to you talk

With a tutor like you he won't have to worry so much anymore

And if he slips you a thank you note and a daisy the next time he sits next to you in class that'll be our little secret ;)

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I always end up writing too much for Jesse's sections T^T stupid character limit !!

I hope you enjoyed !! <3

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lost-lonnie · 1 year

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I AM ON MY KNEES. I AM LITERALLY BEGGING. CAN A 4TOWNIE PLEASEEEE SEND ME THE ONE TRUE LOVE FULL CLIP PLEASEEEE. I DO NOT HAVE DISNEY+ AND I AM DESPERATE PLEASEEEEE

#4town jesse #turning red 4town #turning red #4town taeyoung #4town robaire #4town x reader #4town z #4town t #4town #4town headcanons

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victoirey · 2 years

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Fae Prince AU where the princes have to protect their S/O from a judgmental royal court?

d.isrespect —

notes :: alas ,, after a long wait - it's here ! faetown content from the faetown creator ! huzzah ! I combined two reqs for this <3 gave up on scenario building somewhere in the parts !

characters :: robaire ,, jesse ,, aaron t ,, aaron z ,, tae young

disclaimers :: unproofreaded.

robaire sees the way members of his court look at you – as if they're judging each & every thing you do, from the way you hold a spoon to how you negotiate with someone for the last piece of cake. they see flaws , tons and tons of flaws and you know they do - you hear their whispers , feel their constant gazes on you ... but you remain poised. you pretend you are unbothered, pretend you don't know, but you do! and gods, it is so hard to pretend you don't – pretend that you don't want to scream, to shout at the court about how yes, you know about their gossip! their judgement! and you want them to stop!

it gets to the point you genuinely have to, and you are about to, but robaire; calm, sweet, nice robaire beats you to it.

" cowards ! speaking ill as if you are not speaking ill of your future ruler , my lover ! if you so bravely proclaim that my beloved is not fit to rule when we are not present... then surely you'd have the nerve to do it when we are, hm? "

It leaves you in awe. It leaves the court gaping. and with those reactions, he's satisfied. robaire looks at you and smiles, stretching his hand out.

" beloved , worry not about their sneers & snarls , for you are under my watch , you are given my love , and sooner or later - they will give you the same respect I give you. "

the winter court's words pierce through your heart , for they are as harsh as ice seeping through one's veins - and as cold as the strongest blizzard. you are sure you won't be able to stand up against them without your voice cracking, without proving your inferiority – for if you can't take their critiques with the expected poise , what good would you be as a ruler ? they call you a harlot. a good for nothing. a feeble minded mortal, not fit for someone as revered as prince jesse.

♡

jesse agrees , you are weak , feeble minded , your mortality making you inferior to the immortals surrounding you.

he knows you aren't fit for him. knows you will not be able to prove yourself worthy any time soon with your humanness.

you are flawed, riddled in imperfections.

however, he pays no mind to that.

he pays mind to the way you love him , keep your tone with him firm but gentle - how you see him as an equal, not a superior. how you treat him as such. the thought of losing you is unfathomable to him.

♡

he's kneeling. kneeling infront of you , looking up at you with pleading eyes - infront of the court. surrendering himself, submitting to you, proving to the court that you have so much power over him, he swallows his pride and drops to his knees. he murmurs proclamations of love as he slowly looks down in shame, an apologetic look on his face for letting the court talk of you so horridly.

" im sorry, im sorry, im sorry. "

" i love you. I love you. I love you. "

you kneel down aswell, your hands in his - and the way he so lovingly looks at you, is enough to reassure you that he won't leave, no matter what happens. enough to convince the court that you are worthy of respect.

a powerhouse of a fae prince on his knees, for a human -

that must be a special human indeed.

aaron t had never been as serious as right now.

with how he glared at the people who'd been accused of badmouthing you, his lover, why wouldn't he be ? you are his lover, after all. his sun, sunshine, sunrise. so if he noticed your rays dulling ? he'd take care of the reason, but not in the way he was taking care of the reason right now.

sat on his lap with members of his court infront of you, you held your head in your hands as your wonderful boyfriend boldly listed off everything he loved about you, everything he admired, even going as far as to initiate pda with you [ consensual ]. he kissed your knuckles every five seconds, kissed your cheek every ten seconds, and pressed kisses onto your neck every twenty minutes. what did the summer court do ? well, they'd no choice but to watch. watch as their future king proved them wrong, that you were no rebound, that you were no mere human, you were his. his human.

" y/n is beautiful in each and every way, they are the reason I am motivated enough to fulfill my duties, the reason i used to longingly look at the mortal lands whenever we were apart - the reason I am as strong as you say i am now. to protect them. no fae has ever made me feel this way, no fae ever will. so keep quiet. understand? "

the court members nod obediently.

you'd think even being acquainted with the prince of night, aaron z, himself would keep you an object of respect... how wrong you were.

" a mortal " they whispered. " a mortal winning the heart of one of the most powerful beings in the history of powerful beings ... how unfair. it's impossible , the prince has gone out of his mind. "

of course , he hears these whispers , and he truly does his best to keep his composure, he really does - but it's so hard. it's so hard when you cry to him at night as he reassures you to the best of his ability , it's so hard when you plead for him to not act , because you do not want to make your current situation first, because you feel like youre overreacting. it's so hard, its so so hard.

sooner or later , he snaps. he hears one of the noble men comment on how unsightly you look in that snobby tone of his and the dam breaks. not that it wasn't already holding on for dear life before.

in that moment , he reminds the citizens, his citizens, why he is proclaimed as one of the most powerful faes in history. why he is aaron , prince of the night court. the most feared, for all the right reasons.

his parents look at him, proudly. for all they see when they look at you & him? why, themselves. that's a story for another time, though.

you are treated with civility after then.

you've never seen taeyoung this angry.

you've never even seen taeyoung angry before.

with you, he is nothing more than a puppy - following you around and obeying your every wish, because he loves you ! he's yours ! forever and ever !! he could never get mad at you, no matter what ! he's kind, he's energetic and approachable to everyone he meets -

but sometimes.. you just need to remind people of just exactly who you are. what your title is. and just how feared you should be.

that's exactly what's happening right now, prince taeyoung holds your hand tightly as he speaks to his court members - his voice, in contrast to the usual soft and welcoming tone he sports - is now dark and threatening. his eyes are narrowed , his teeth grit whenever one of the members, foolish as they are, try to make excuses for talking about you.

" your highness, we - "

" one more word out of that foul mouth of yours , fool , and i will not hesitate to smite you and spit on your miserable grave. "

he takes no disrespect to his future ruler. when you are disrespected , his fists clench and he quakes in anger - an urge to rip apart whoever dared treat you with anything less than respect bubbling in. whether it be with his well hidden silver tongue , or his bare hands.

he may not act like one , but he is still a powerful prince. a future high lord, and by extension- you are his future high liege/lord/lady. so if anyone dares forget of your position ?

he will not hesitate to remind them.

@wondero28 @totallynotjolene @roxiekamishxro @kunitart

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j-h-j-e · 1 year

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🏀 I had a ball drawing him 👌😭 I love his moles and freckles which i might go back and had more sun kisses to Aaron T as it would make him look twice as handsome! 💕

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minecraftmaster1000 · 1 year

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i drew jesse’s girlfriend from 4town guys (selina)

credits to @4townie !!!!!!!

jesses girlfrienddd!!!!!

#4town #4townie #selina #taeyoung #jesse #aaronz #aaront #robaire #fourtown #turningred #turning red #turning red 4town #4town jesse #4town aaron t #4town z #art #drawing

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may-25 · 1 year

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Camping Trip AU pt.2 / NSFW

He grabbed my shoulders, and turned me over on my back, with him hovering over me. "Y/n, I gotta say, you have been a big impact on me for the last few years." He placed his fingers under my chin, and lifted my head up. He took that hand and creeped it up my shirt.

Y/n stares deeply into Z's eyes, her face emitting crimson red heat, her chest begins the tighten. "Agh, what the fuck am I doing?" Z retaliates from his actions, and backs away from poor little y/n, so helpless underneath his muscular figure. However, y/n doesn't want it to end so quick. She enjoys his company, and where they are at right now is where she needs to stay.

As Z turns away, she grips her fists on his white shirt, yanking him close to her. At this point in time, their faces are parallel from each other, 2 inches apart. She lets her grip go of his shirt, sliding her soft hands around the back of his neck, caressing his hair. "Do you know how long I've been waiting for this? I can't let you leave just yet. Please, one more moment at least?" Y/n whispers into his ear, his diamond earring shone from the moonlight above. The sparkle ignites in his light irises, he lowers himself onto her restless body.

In fact, he's also been waiting for this.

Z's rough hands creep up her shirt, as the other supports her back. She can feel his sweet trembling, but she knows he is ready.

The endless love making that night brought their souls to fruition. The two connected on a deeper level than ever before. Although, there seems to be a slight problem. Another boy is currently in love with her, but who could it be?

The next day

After an endless night of passion and bonding, Y/n and Z woke up after sunrise. The other boys have already awaken and were preparing to head off to a lookout. Z gently nudges y/n, as her iridescent eyes awaken to a caramel skinned boy with prominent freckles over his sculpted face. He smiles, and gives her a pleasant good morning. They climb out of the tent one after the other, greeted by four other handsome men staring back at them, one of them with his eyes fixated on y/n, and y/n alone.

"good morning everyone" Y/n says in her mellow voice. "Mornin y/n" Robaire greets back. "We are just about ready to head off to the lookout today, you nearly ready? We just need to pack up your tent and then we'll be on our way. Feel free to take as much time as you need to get yourself ready." Jesse reassures y/n with his warm voice. She nods and heads off to the showers. Z is left alone with the boys for the first time in a little while.

They begin to gather around Z, questioning his relationship between y/n and him last night. "I heard questionable noises from your tent last night, what exactly happened between you guys?" Jesse asks Z.

"I-it's nothing, really, we didn't even do anything, I swear!" Z exclaims, while trying to deceive them, but they aren't buying it.

"Right.. it was worth a shot. Anyways, go ahead and pack up your shit we're leaving as soon as y/n is finished." Jesse says in a rash tone.

Z stares off in disbelief. Are they mad or something? I don't get it, He thinks to himself. After packing up his "shit", he sees y/n walking out of the showers in the distance. Z's face blushes, and he begins to fluster, remembering about what they did last night. As T is loading the car, he quickly glances towards Z, only to see his face bright red. T's smile quickly fades as he closes the boot of the car and walks over to the car door. The other members follow, as Z finishes packing his things into the car, he hops in on the left side of the car, next to the middle seat across from where T is sitting. Z looks over at T, only to see a gloomy face staring off outside the car window, as they are waiting for y/n to get in. Z thinks to himself, T has never looked this shitty except for the time his ex broke up with him. Something is definitely up.

Y/n is running to the car as she slides in the middle seat between Z and T. Y/n and Z share a quick smile, and then look out the window as the car starts to move.

There is a strong tension. Z feels the energy from T radiating across the backseat. Something ain't right, He thinks to himself. Although he and y/n are getting along great, there seems to be a stigma in the air, like a sense of guilt filling his lungs when he inhales.

Long story short, they got out of the car when they arrived at the lookout. Y/n and Z went for a walk around the area as the other boys stayed and discussed about the recent "relations" between them.

Alas, it is time to go home, so they got back in the car for another painful ride home. As they got back to their dorm, Z stayed behind with T for a few moments while everyone else brought their luggage inside.

Z- "Yo, T, what's up with you dude? You seem like, extremely upset."

T - "You wanna know what Z? I have a big fat crush on y/n. Yeah, that's right, I love her. I feel so sad for liking her, when obviously, she doesn't like me back. I know I've been shitty with you today, but I just need time to get over her."

Z- "Dude, I had no fucking idea you liked her. I'm terribly sorry and I can back off her if you wish, It's just.. We already told each other our feelings.."

T- "It's.. fine.. I'm going to get over her, just give me some time."

Z- "Alright bro, if you need anything in the meantime or just someone to talk to, then feel free to let me know, I'll always be here for you. After all, you're my best bud"

The two of them both walk together inside. Z feels relieved but deeply saddened that his best bud likes his girl.

Y/n has finished unpacking her clothes in her room. She jumps onto her bed, so grateful she's finally in the comfort of her own room. Although sleeping with Z was amazing, she still enjoys a good nights sleep in her comfy bed. However, she can hear someone walking to her room.

Z opens the door to be greeted by a sprawled out y/n on the bed. He blushes intensely, remembering what they got up to last night. Unfortunately something down there is beginning to harden. Y/n's eyes gaze upon Z's pants. SHE KNOWS.

Z walks over to her and lays on top of her soulful body. Her uniqueness attracts him to a whole other level. Again, his rough hands creep up and down her spine, lowering his head into the crook of her neck. He just can't help but grind onto her. Y/n moans as they start to get rowdy.

Z unzips his pants and pulls out his shaft, y/n moans at the sight of it. He grabs her from behind and literally just shoves it in with no warning. She bites her lips and crosses her legs from the sudden intrusion, as he begins to thrust, biting onto her ears and whispering dirty things. "Mmm, good girl" Z whispers. Y/n's downstairs begin to throb, that just turns her on to the max. As she clenches, he moans in her ear. The sounds of their love fill the hollow room, they bounce off the walls and bring them closer.

"Ngh, y/n I'm gonna c-cum" Z moans into her ear, as he brings a hand down to stimulate her clit ever so gently. At this stage, Y/n is also about to cum.

He thrusts faster and faster and the slapping gets louder. Suddenly, there are loud bangs on the door. It seems to be someone standing outside. Z and y/n don't notice it over the clapping.

"ngh, haah , mmmngh, I'm, I'm cumm- NGH" Z moans loudly, as he begins to fill y/n up from the inside.

The door opens.

T - "WHAT THE FUCK?!"

fin~

#4town aaron t #4town #turning red #4town smut #4town x reader #disney #anime #4townie #4town fanart #4town z #4town aaron z #4town headcanons #turning red 4town #4town taeyoung

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beloved night prince,

it has come to my attention that, lately, i haven't seen you smile genuinely.

for that, i decided to venture out to look for the most beautiful flowers that deserved to be in your presence, to cheer you up!

i was so happy, until I realized that indeed, i don't know what your favorite flower is.

would you tell me, please? i promise, i will come back with a bouquet of them!

you're amazing.

aaron zimera giggles at your current situation, shamelessly – carelessly , even. you're such an endearing human, so airheaded sometimes ! still, he brushes that off - because a part of him is fighting the urge to place a kiss upon your hand and proclaim his undying love.

his heart beats faster than ever, and he fears if he let's out a single shaky breath - the organ will tear itself out of its confines. to care for him so genuinely, to want to see his true smile and to be this determined to see it that you ask him personally...

no human could ever be as wonderful as you.

calming down, he looks at you - his eyes softening, a relaxed smile on his face.

" you're truly one of a kind, human. fear not - you do not have to be so determined. but, if you so insist – "

aaron pauses, his eyes sparkling as he remembers the memories connected to his favorite flowers, the memories - oh the memories, perhaps he could make more.. with you?

" ... i am quite fond of roseli."

roseli [ ro-zeh-lie ]

#faetown interactions — aaron z #faetown #aaron z x reader #4town aaron z x reader #4town z #4town aaron z #4town x reader #4town #turning red 4 town #turning red

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inlovewithsidecharacters · 2 years

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what is this

Robaire: *visiting the squad* Hello, I just came to- Robaire: *sees t shoving tae into the washing machine while Jesse records and z watches* Robaire: *retreating* Something suddenly came up

#at this point idk #4town headcanons #4town #4town jesse #4town z #4 town aaron z #4 town robaire #4 town aaron t #4 town tae young #tae young

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4townie · 2 months

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Road to 4☆TOWN

part 31 | part 32 | part 33 | part 34 | part 35

Janelle awkwardly stepped into the house. She stared at the floor, attempting to regulate her heartbeat.

“Oh, hey, babe.” Robaire noticed her. “You were out later than I expected. Everything alright?”

“Yeah, totally. I’m fine.” Janelle answered quietly.

Robaire narrowed his eyes. “You don’t look fine.” He got up and walked over to her. “Are you okay? Did something happen while you were out?”

“Nope. Nothing.” Janelle frantically shook her head. She hesitated. “You…once said you’re close with Selina’s boyfriend. What’s his name?”

Robaire’s eyes widened. “Uh…funny story, I’m bad with names.” He laughed awkwardly. “Anyway, we’re not that close. At least not right now…”

“Robaire, I know you’re lying to me.” Janelle crossed her arms. “Just tell me what his name is. What’s the big deal?”

Robaire was quiet as he debated admitting the truth. His anger at Jesse after their argument was fighting with his loyalty, and he couldn’t tell which was winning. “Um…”

“Fine.” Janelle rolled her eyes. “Don’t tell me. See if I care.”

“Wait, Janelle,” Robaire quickly grabbed her wrist, “it’s not that I don’t want to tell you, it’s that I can’t.” He explained. “I can’t really tell you why either, but I made a promise to both of them that I really shouldn’t break.”

“And what about me, huh?” Janelle looked him up and down. “It’s okay to just keep me in the dark and lie to me about things?” She shook her head. “I can’t believe I thought you were different.”

“Babe, I am different!” Robaire chased after her.

“No, you’re just like him!” Janelle yelled back. “All he ever did was deceive me, and here you are doing it, too.” She faceplanted into his bed, burying her face in a pillow.

Robaire looked at her sadly. “W-Why did you wanna know?” Janelle refused to answer. Robaire sighed and sat beside her, gently tucking a few curls behind her ear. “I’m not trying to hide anything from you. In fact, I want to be as honest as possible. Without breaking my promise to them, I mean.”

Janelle picked her head up. “I’m not sure that’s good enough, Robaire…”

“Then I don’t know what to tell you.” Robaire turned away from her. “I can’t betray them like that, it’s crossing a line. But I really want to make you feel better.”

They both fell silent as tension filled the room. Finally, Janelle sat up.

“I ran into Selina while I was out. At least I think it was her.” Janelle admitted. “You didn’t tell me she was pregnant again.”

“Well, I did.” Robaire nodded. “But why is it important?”

“She looks about as far along as my ex’s whore should be.” Janelle said quietly. “Is…is it possible that—”

“Nope.” Robaire shook his head. “I can promise you that’s not it at all.”

Janelle narrowed her eyes. “How can you be so sure? You don’t even know his name.”

“Trust me, Janelle, it’s not possible.” Robaire assured her. “Selina and her boyfriend have been together since highschool, and their relationship is rock solid.” He wrapped an arm around her waist. “You have nothing to worry about.”

Janelle looked at him uncomfortably. “If all that’s true, why couldn’t you just tell me his name?”

Robaire blinked a few times. “I mean his name’s really not that important at this p—”

“Well it’s important to me. It feels like you’re hiding something.” Janelle pushed his arm away “Besides…you were more willing to maintain your loyalty to your friends than to me. You’re my boyfriend, Robaire. You told me you love me. Shouldn’t I always come first?”

“You do, baby, I swear.” Robaire nodded. “It’s just this one thing that I have to be careful with. It’d be a huge mistake if I—”

“So being honest with me is a mistake?” Janelle got offended. She scoffed and got off the bed. “I can’t deal with this right now. I’m going home.”

“No, no, Janelle, wait.” Robaire tried to catch up with her. “That’s not what I meant. Give me a chance to explain. Can’t we talk about this before you just walk out?”

“You think I’m running away?” Janelle turned back with a scowl. “You promised you’d never make me feel the way he did, but that’s exactly what you’re doing right now. I thought I was with someone who could heal me and save me from my heartache and all you’re doing is making it worse.”

“Janelle, I’m sorry I hurt you, but I promise I’m not hiding anything.” Robaire pleaded, grabbing her hand. “Please don’t go.”

Janelle looked him up and down. “I think we need a little break.” She snatched her hand away. “Hopefully a few days apart will make you reconsider because I can’t be with another liar.” She shook her head and stormed out, slamming the door behind her.

Robaire groaned and slammed his head into the wall. “How could I have messed this up so soon? We just went public, I can’t be single again already.” He glanced down at a photo of him and Jesse together and found himself glaring at his best friend. “I hope you’re happy.”

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If anyone is confused, Janelle has never met Selina but she has seen pictures since she and Robaire are close

#4town headcanons #4town fanfic #4town robaire #4town jesse #4town z #4town aaron t #4town taeyoung #turning red #turning red 4town #4town #4townie

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