number one aaron t fan

she/they - mexican - bi

[4townie]

Road to 4☆TOWN

part 1…part 10…part 20…part 30…part 40…part 50…part 60

Warnings: strong language, drinking, violence

“Oh, look at us leaving a party so early.” Selina said as she and Jesse exited the building. “How lame.”

“That’s what happens when you’ve got a fussy two month old who won’t let you hang out for more than a few hours.” Jesse laughed. “But I promise we’ll stay out as long as you want on your birthday.”

“Awww, thanks, baby.” Selina smiled. “You know I’ve been dying to catch up with my dance sisters. They don’t even—” She stopped in her tracks when she noticed Beckett lurking outside the building, looking tipsy and disheveled.

“What’re you doing out here?” Jesse said, standing between Selina and Beckett.

“What’s it to you?” Beckett glared at them. “Can’t a man sulk outside a building in peace?”

“Not with a bottle of whiskey he can’t.” Selina raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah, man, you look a little out of it.” Jesse looked him up and down. “Did you drive here? You want me to call you a cab or something?”

Beckett scoffed. “You just love playing the nice guy, don’t you? You want everyone around you to think you’re some perfect little angel.” He grinned like a fool. “Bet you’re getting real tired of acting nice.”

“Oh wow. The dickhead is baffled by genuine human compassion.” Selina said sarcastically. “What a shocker.”

“Hah. Genuine.” Beckett snorted. “As if…”

“C’mon, Lina, let’s just go.” Jesse wrapped his arm around her protectively. “It’s getting late and Marcel’s gonna wake up soon.”

“Yeah, run away like you always do. You act all tough but I know you’re a coward.” Beckett taunted, trailing after them.

“Seriously, dude, stop following us.” Jesse looked at him uncomfortably. “Just how shit-faced are you?”

“Go back to the party, Martin.” Selina said, clinging to Jesse with her free arm. “We have a baby with us, just leave us alone.”

Beckett paused. “I can’t go back in there.” He narrowed his eyes. “Or did you forget what you did earlier?”

“Ugh, a little wine on your shirt isn’t gonna ruin a party.” Selina rolled her eyes. “Get it together.”

Beckett started laughing like a mad man. “If you think all you did was ruin my best shirt, you’re out of your mind.”

“What’re you talking about?” Jesse stared at him in confusion. “We didn’t do anything.”

“Oh yeah? After your little stunt today, Freeman kicked me out.” Beckett explained. “He saw what happened earlier and fired me. That’s my whole career right down the drain.” He shot daggers at Selina. “Happy now, you stupid bitch?”

Jesse blinked a few times. “What did you just call her?”

Beckett groaned. “I said she’s a worthless whore who rui—”

Jesse cut him off with a punch to the face.

“Goddammit!” Beckett grimaced in pain. “Gah, what the hell?”

“Don’t ever talk to my girlfriend like that.” Jesse said with a terrifying glare. “But you were right. I was getting tired of being nice to an asshole like you so thanks for that.” He took Selina’s hand. “Now don’t come near me or my family again.”

[4townie]

Road to 4☆TOWN

part 50 | part 51 | part 52 | part 53 | part 54 | part 55 | part 56 | part 57 | part 58 | part 59

Warnings: strong language, mild violence

“Hey, babe.” Jesse put an arm around her. “How are you holding up?”

“Meh.” Selina shrugged. “Marcel’s been the talk of the party, so I’ve had a lot of strangers coming up to talk to me.” She paused. “Are you sure we won’t get in trouble for having him here?”

“Mr. Freeman said he’d take care of it.” Jesse assured her with a nod. “And by that I assume he meant threatening everyone’s jobs if they tell. So don’t sweat it, Lina.” He kissed her cheek.

Selina sighed. “Fine, I trust you.” She looked around. “Uh, can you take the baby for a sec? I’m gonna grab some food.”

“Are you sure? I can get it for you if you want.” Jesse offered as he took Marcel.

“Nah, I’ve been holding him all night.” Selina shook her head. “I love the little guy, but I need a moment to myself.”

Selina let out a heavy sigh as she approached the snack table. As she started grabbing things, she noticed Beckett eyeing her from a distance.

“Mr. Martin.” She greeted him calmly. “Good to see you here today.”

“Don’t you have a baby you should be taking care of?” Beckett glared at her.

“So you wanna play that game.” Selina didn’t bother looking at him. “I’m surprised to see they didn’t fire you. Attempting to replace the members of the label’s million dollar project couldn’t have been a good look for you.”

“It’s just proof that they need me here. There’s no way Camilla would be able to keep those boys in check.” Beckett rolled his eyes. “Especially your boyfriend.”

Selina was quiet for a moment. “You obviously don’t really know Jesse.” She said. “He’s very sweet and caring and hardworking—and incredibly gracious considering you don’t have a black eye.”

Beckett scoffed. “That would be assault. And we’d have yet another scandal on our hands.”

“Is that all you care about?” Selina stepped closer. “Scandals? Appearances? Your reputation?”

“That’s what I’m paid to care about.” Beckett swirled his wine. “No need to get sentimental over some ungrateful brats who don’t appreciate the hell I go through for their success.” He grimaced. “I got them the best of the best and yet all I get in return are snarky comments and crap from a delusional kid who needs his b—”

Selina slapped him across the face. A couple of people nearby turned to gape.

“What the hell was that for?!” Beckett yelled, holding his cheek.

“News flash, Martin. You’d be nothing without those boys and all their hard work. They deserve better than a selfish prick like you.” Selina glared. “You’d do well for yourself if you learned your place.” She began to storm off.

Beckett looked at her with a disdainful scowl. “Next time, tell Jesse to handle me himself, like a man.”

Selina stopped in her tracks. She turned back and smacked Beckett’s hand, making him spill his drink all over himself. “And keep my boyfriend’s name out your fucking mouth.” She stormed off towards Jesse and Marcel.

Beckett scoffed after her. “Women.” He rolled his eyes.

A moment later, Courtney approached him with an indecipherable expression.

“Mr. Martin,” she said softly, “the boss wants to talk to you. Now.”

[5town]

i’m ignoring the all from canada thing, jesse is always gonna be from texas in my heart

[random4townheadcanons]

I CAN’T BREATHE

[wondero28-deactivated20250210]

4townies, listen.

[4t0wnsg1rl-deactivated20230502]

4 town as pics on my camera roll😭

T at Z’s family reunion

I honestly think z has a HUGE family and I think they all love T 😭

T and Robaire in the studio

Jesse in middle school

He was that white boy that used to say he was from the hood when he grew up in Beverly Hills or some shit 😭

Z playing basketball with T and Tae

Tae and T

How Robaire,Z and T used to take pics

This was so much fun 😭

[tzaarons]

the sillies

[starg3rl]

i was watching the tonight show last night cause jimin was a guest.

nothing could have prepared me to see a 4town rip off boy band-

here's the link if you wanna see their performance

https://youtu.be/nTvc0YWQFYE

[maya-yaya]

LET’S GET OUTTA HERE!

[sulphurwritesfic]

Happy One Year to Turning Red!

I can't believe it's been a whole year since Turning Red released to the public, that is actually crazy. There are no words for what Turning Red has done for me as a person, but you sure as hell know I'm gonna try to explain 😎

I went into Turning Red as a new University student, at a huge transitional period in my life. I had a whole four friends, and more emotions than I knew how to deal with. I'll never forget the feeling of sitting next to two of my IRL's in my Pixar class, and scream singing Nobody Like U as the credits rolled. It felt like middle school again. It felt great to be Canadian, and neurodivergent, and queer, and it felt especially great to be in fandom.

I knew from the moment I walked out of that room that I was going to write fic for 4*Town. I'm a sucker for a boy band, it was bound to happen, but God, I didn't know what was going to become of it. I thought I'd write one or two fics and move on to the next fandom, you know?

I wrote You Know What's Up (It's Us), and about halfway through I had another idea for a fic. It was a commitment, a 15000 word monstrosity that took a month's worth of planning and writing, but finishing it meant the world. To this day, I've never been so nervous to publish a fic.

The plane crash fic changed everything for me, because now I had a universe to play with, not just an interpretation of some characters, so I sat down to work out how everything worked. I created a story spanning from 1995-2014, and chipped away at little moments from it. There was the beach music video, that time Aaron T got kidnapped, that time Jesse got in a car accident, all little snapshots and character studies that were part of something bigger.

I've been wanting to tell the whole story for a while now. There are so many aspects of it that I've been so excited to share, but for a while I just... didn't know how.

I know I haven't been posting fics like I used to, but I promise it was for a reason. I've mentioned a super secret project a couple of times now, and I think today is as good as any to reveal what that is. I've been working on it since July for fuck's sake 😭 It's been killing me not talking about it.

But first! I want to say that the thing I'm most grateful for from this whole thing is meeting @5town and @wondero28. I love both of you so much, and you've really made this community a home for me. Thank you for putting up with my bullshit 🫶🫶

Now without further ado, have a teaser, a sneak peek, a tiny glimpse at 4*Town: The World's Most Tragic Boy Band

A documentary on 4*Town's career spanning from 1995-2004, and taking place 10 years after they officially disband. The boys talk about the things they've gone through year by year, with behind the scenes footage from their tours, music videos, and rehearsals.

The current plan is to finish the damn thing (💀) and then release each year one at a time with releases twice a week, Wednesdays and Saturdays, which means the whole thing will be out over the course of five weeks. The format is... to be determined. I have a feeling formatting this for AO3 is going to be hell, but I'll figure it out!

So yeah! That's the super secret project! I'm so excited to show you all the whole thing, because I'm really, really proud of it!

[bluumey]

Happy 1 year anniversary to this amazing movie 🥹🎉♥️

[wondero28-deactivated20250210]

A very lazy style mimicry attempt

Ill let you know when im good at it

[may-25]

BABE WAKE UP NEW 4TOWN MANGA SKETCHES AND CRUMBS HAVE ARRIVED !!!!!!!!!

OMG THEY ARE SO HOT IM CRYING NEW 4TOWN CONTENT LETS GOOOOOO

[4townie]

Road to 4☆TOWN

part 50 | part 51 | part 52 | part 53 | part 54 | part 55

“Hey, hey.” Robaire stood in the doorway with his sunglasses. “Did someone order a pop star?”

Christine gasped and rushed towards him. “Robaire!” She grabbed him in a hug and spun him around. “I’ve missed you.”

“OH MY GOSH, CHRISTINE!” Robaire blushed. “Did you have to pick me up?”

“Well, excuse me for missing my baby brother.” Christine rolled her eyes. “But how have you been? How are promotions? And when did you get those killer boots?”

“Oh these?” Robaire flaunted his new boots. “One of my friends bought these for me. No big d—”

“Woy mon dieu, you have friends!” Christine cheered. “I knew this was a great opportunity for you.”

Robaire stared at her. “Seriously, dude…?”

“Come with me to the kitchen.” Christine ignored him and grabbed his hand. “I just bought some fresh pate. You can tell me all about your new stardom.” She pulled him into the other room and paused in the doorway. “Litta, what are you doing? I told you to leave the pate alone until you finished your legim.”

“But Mummy, I—” Litta gasped. “Uncle Robaire!” She ran into his arms.

“Hey, kiddo.” He picked her up. “How’ve you been?”

“Not so good.” Litta shook her head. “They keep making us take naps in the middle of playtime. I haven’t finished my block palace once all week.”

“Well, when you’re old like me, you won’t be able to take naps.” Robaire stared off into the distance. “You won’t sleep. At all.”

“Well, that’s an interesting thing to tell a six year old.” Christine lifted Litta out of her brother’s arms. “What’s with you?”

“Well, being the leader of a hot new boy band has it’s charms, but it’s no easy task.” He took a seat at the table. “I mean, you’ve gotta look your best all the time, you’re constantly rehearsing and doing interviews. And don’t even mention the dancing.” He scoffed. “If I move my arm one millisecond earlier than I’m supposed to, Z’s gonna take the opportunity to rip me to shreds.”

Christine and Litta exchanged a glance.

“You’re silly, Uncle.” Litta giggled. “I have no idea what you said.”

“Right.” Robaire nodded. “I forgot I’ve been avoiding this topic for some time with you guys.”

“Is it because you still feel awkward about Mummy and Papi?” Christine asked as she sat beside him. “Because they’ve changed since the debut. They’re starting to see just how successful you can be.”

Robaire sighed. “It’s a little more than that actually…”

Christine paused. “Litta, honey, can you go play in your room for a minute?”

Litta climbed off her mom’s lap and dragged her feet down the hall.

“Okay, tell me everything.” Christine nodded.

“Even though I’m glad they’re coming around, I just wish they would’ve been more supportive from the beginning.” Robaire admitted. “They think differently now because my career is profitable, not because it’s what I’ve always wanted to do for as long as I can remember. It just feels like I’m as good as my success, y’know?”

Christine was quiet for a moment. “I get it. You’ve been trying really hard pretty much your whole life to be seen, and yet they might be the only people left who are still blind.” She sighed. “You and I both know they mean well. They made a lot of sacrifices for us and they want to see us do well for ourselves.”

“But does that really have to be all that matters to them?” Robaire looked at her sadly.

“They’re not like us, Robaire. To them, success and happiness are equivalent.” Christine gently petted his head. “In their eyes, your prosperity must mean you’re content. And are you?”

“Yeah, more than anything.” Robaire sat up a bit. “I mean, I know I was just complaining, but it’s everything I’ve ever dreamed about. Plus friends.”

“Then that’s all that matters.” Christine smiled. “It may not always feel like it, but know that if you’re happy, they are, too.”

Robaire stared at her. “Man, I need to visit more often. I’ve almost forgotten how you make everything better.”

Christine giggled. “What are big sisters for?”

[starg3rl]

headcannon- if 4town had a subunit, it would be called RoTZ (robaire, aaron t, aaron z). similar to bell biv devoe

[memories]

You ever just… yell about #aaron z??

[mysticc-mochi]

So apparently in an early version of the movie, Mei and her friends would’ve played out 4towns backstory (whether it would be entirely faithful to their actual origins is unknown) but I think at this point it seems like their name definitely came from the fact that they’re birthdays are all on the 4th of different months