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fandomnerd9602 · 9 months
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Merida lounges around…
Merida: what is the point of ruling?
Y/N: you can do what ever you want
Merida: oh really?
Merida wraps her arms around Y/N’s neck…
Merida: as your queen I forbid you from leaving this room today
Y/N: as you wish
The two lovers share a few kisses…
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ssadumba55 · 1 year
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Special Gift (Andy Davis x Reader)
Request: Hi!! Could I maybe request Husband Andy x reader. They are married and have children on their own and they play with Andy's old toys? Hope you have  a nice Day! :)
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The past few days had been rough on the whole family, but you were feeling the effects the hardest. 
You, your husband Andy and your three children had just moved into a new house. It was a giant leap for everyone and you hadn’t expected it to be smooth sailing but you hadn’t expected it to be this hard either.
The children had been excited about the new adventure at first but now that they were here, they were starting to show their reservations. They missed their friends, especially your eldest daughter who was the only one old enough to attend real school yet. She was nervous about starting a school somewhere where she knew absolutltely no one. To make matters worse for the children, the house was a serious fixer upper.
Andy had bought the house because it was a four bedroom, but two of the bedrooms were full of major hazards for the kids and it would take a while before you could get them ready. So in the meantime, they all had to sleep in one bedroom. To lighten the blow a little, you had let the two oldest pick out a bunk bed to sleep in, but it was still obvious how much they missed their own rooms back home.
Andy was barely at home, school was starting in a few weeks and as a new teacher, he had to attend meetings, get to know the staff, create lesson plans. So all the work adjusting the children fell squarely on your shoulders. It was exhausting, most nights you crawled into bed wishing you’d never moved in the first place but the move had been necessary.
Not only did you and the kids need a change of scenery, this house was much closer to Andy’s childhood home. His little sister, Molly, had finally moved out for good and his mother was lonely more often than not. Being at a good distance to visit would make both her and Andy happy, not to mention this meant the kids could see their grandmother more often. Still, if you had known this was going to be so much effort before hand, you may have had second thoughts.
It was past dinner time now, the children were in the living room watching tv. Andy almost always came home late the past few weeks. He promised as soon as he had the free time he’d take you out somewhere special, but that was easier said than done.
You absently scrubbed dishes, trying to scrub away these thoughts with it. With any big change, their were bound to be bumps in the road. Soon, everything would be back to the way it was before.
“Dad’s home!” Ellie, the eldest of the three, shouted from her spot on the couch. The shout snapped you out of your dish daze, head whipping to get a look at the clock. It was much earlier than Andy was usually home, the kids were normally tucked away by the time he got home, fast asleep.
The sound of little feet running could be heard as they raced each other to meet their father, each one wanting to be the first to greet him at the door. Sure enough, the sound of the keys in the lock and the door opening could be heard. You grabbed a towel to dry your hands, coming out to see what all the commotion was about. 
Andy was trying to enter the house and take his stuff off, but he was also holding a large box. Being bombarded with children while trying to carry something was not easy.
“Alright,” you entered the fray, scooping up your youngest, two year old AJ. “Go get your PJs on. Let dad have a second to breathe before you knock him over.”
There were pouts, but they knew better than to disobey your orders. They raced up the stairs wanting to come back down as soon as possible. Andy placed the box he was carrying down, untying his shoes and slipping his jacket off.
“You’re home early.” You noted and he grinned over his shoulder as he hung up his jacket.
“I would’ve been home much earlier but I had to make a pit stop,” he gestured at the box. You raised your eyebrows in silent questioning. “Something real special for the kids. Thought it might help ease the transition.”
You eyed the box doubtfully as he came over to greet you properly, kissing you softly. From atop the stairs, Ellie and Charlie groaned and gagged, still too young to understand stuff like romance and marriage. In fact, they were still at the age where they thought the other gender had cooties.
Andy laughed, using his head to gesture to the next room and walking away to pick the box up. You followed the kids into the room, sitting on the couch while your husband took the floor to be closer to them. Slowly, he opened the box and began divvying it’s contents between his three children.
The box was filled with toys, not really modern toys. They were definitely all older, they looked like they had received a lot of love over the years but they were in no means in bad shape. A plastic green dinosaur and some little green aliens for baby AJ, a slinky dog and some potato heads for Charlie and a ragdoll horse and piggy bank for Ellie. 
Andy took the time as he handed them out to explain that they weren’t just any toys, they were his toys from when he was a little boy. What was left of them anyway, he explained that when he was younger he had had to move from his home too and that these toys had helped make it a little more bearable.
You sat back and watched as the kids connected with their father over the toys. When he held the toys and talked with his kids, he looked ages younger, almost like he had way before Ellie was born when the two of you were a young couple just starting to try things out.
The last three toys he had in the box were the winners of the whole thing though. It was like Andy had known these would be the winners and as such, had saved the best for last.
To match her horse, Ellie was given a beautiful ragdoll cowgirl. She had actual yarn for hair and on her back, a pullstring. When you first noticed the pullstring, you chuckled to yourself. Such an old doll, there was no way that thing still worked. Ellie pulled on it though and the cowgirl yodelled.
For Charlie, a Buzz Lightyear action figure, you recognized this one from your own youth. You had had one much the same. He must’ve had his batteries routinely replaced because everything about him still worked, from the retractable helmet to the buttons that made him speak to his karate chop action. There was something so nostalgic about watching your son zoom around the room with a toy you used to spend hours with, pretending he too was a spaceman in uncharted space.
And for AJ, a ragdoll cowboy in much the same fashion as the cowgirl. Instead of yodelling when you pulled his string though, he spoke different phrases. When Andy pulled it to get the attention of his youngest son, the cowboy cheerily claimed, “You’re my favourite deputy!”
Andy helped each of the kids write their names on the bottom of their new toys feet, something he said he had done when he was younger. When the special moment was over, you reached down to pick up one of the now forgotten original toys he’d given them from the box.
“I think Slinky Dog is injured who could’ve done this!”
And just like that, Jessie, Woody and Buzz were on the case. You and Andy took turns playing the rest of the characters, creating villains and other side characters to aid and impede the heroes as they went about their mission. Andy so easily got into character, it was almost second nature to him. You couldn’t even remember a time the five of you had sat and played like this before, the sound of laughter and tinny toy voice box phrases filled the air as you all ran around chasing each other.
Playtime that night went on way past bedtime, and ended with all five of you passed out on the couch.
“I’m not as young as I used to be.” Andy groaned, when the two of you woke up from your doze. You made a noise of agreement, playing like that had been so easy when you were as young as your kids were now, but decades later the muscles in your body ached slightly from the strain.
Gently, he picked up the boys and you grabbed your girl, carrying them up to the steps to their room.
While Andy tucked them in, you went back downstairs to collect the remaining toys the kids hadn’t fallen asleep with and leave them in the room for when they woke up. By the time you entered, the kids were dozing in their respective beds, blankets tucked up to their chins, Woody, Buzz and Jessie tucked safely in their new owners arms.
“Ready for bed, Evil Doctor Porkchop?” You joked as the two of you shut the bedroom door. Andy flushed, laughing awkwardly.
“It’s just a silly thing I made up as a kid.”
“I thought it was cute, I like when you play the villain.” You winked and he laughed, trying to stifle them so as not to wake the kids.
“You weren’t so bad yourself as the horse.”
“I was a horse kid I have lots of practice…”
Unbeknownst to either of you, as your voices drifted into the distance from the kids bedroom, the toys jumped to life.
“Yeehaw!” Jessie whisper yelled from the top bunk, managing for a brief moment to sneak out from under her kids arm to lean over and look at her friends. “Did you get a load of Andy?”
Woody gave her a pointed look from across the room from baby AJ’s crib, a look she could just barely see in the dim light of the nightlight. From the bottom bunk, Buzz’s whispered voice spoke; “It sure is nice to be back where we belong.”
None of the other toys could disagree. Bonnie was a nice little girl but she’d grown up too fast. Soon, they were once more sitting on the shelf collecting dust, craving playtime once more. None of them in a million years would have guessed they’d end up back in the Davis household.
Woody didn’t say anything from his spot but he had to agree. When it came to kids, none compared to the Davis kids. Andy had given him a new purpose in life, to watch this little guy grow and he couldn’t wait to do it by his old owners side. In the dim light, he gazed at the new scrawl on his foot poor little AJ was too young to actually write on his own but his dad had helped him; the cowboys fingers grazed over the words Andy Jr. on his foot. It felt like coming home.
Back in your room, you had already fallen back to sleep. Andy lay watching your breath come in and out in even huffs. Today had proven he’d picked the right person to be his life partner. In the future, he had a sneaking suspicion he was going to have to paint two roundup themed rooms and a Buzz Lightyear themed one. But for now, all he cared about was the fun they’d had as a family. This move really was going to be okay, he decided, pulling you close. For all of you.
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Imagine you and Imelda listening to Hector sing to Coco
Having finished folding Coco's clothes and carrying them in your arms, you were on your way to put them away. Making your way through the house, you weren't surprised to see Imelda outside of your daughter's room. The three of you doted on her heavily and there wasn't a time one of you wasn't with you when all of you were home. What did surprise you was Imelda stopping when you reached the edge of the open door room.
You were just about to ask her what was wrong when she raised a finger against her lip, silently telling you not to speak which only added to your confusion. Motioning her head to the room, you listened with bated breath as you hear Coco cooing while Hector's singing filled the air.
Hearing him sing brought a smile to your face. Though you, Imelda, and Coco all supported Hector's dream of becoming a musician, that didn't mean that you guys didn't miss him. Whenever he went away on tour with Ernesto, the family just wasn't complete without him and his missing presence was obvious to everyone. Letters could only help out so much but it was why moments like these were precious. As long as he came home at the end and you all could be together then life couldn't be any more perfect.
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thatdoodlebug · 3 months
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sulley and randall as pacha and kuzco
cos they're the same characters actually
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brunosaderogatory · 3 months
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Giulia says Santa Mozzerella, Luca says Holy Carp, but what does Alberto say?
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em0zombie · 1 year
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THE EMPEROR REVERSED !
[ONCELER X F! READER]
(Also posted on Wattpad: @-Beachboy !)
- "He's a tyrant, domineering, rigid, stubborn, recklessness stupid man!"
Synopsis 彡 IN WHERE y/n grows farther and farther away from her lover after trying so hard to see the good in him [FRIENDS to ENEMIES to LOVERS !]
Chapter 1. FRESH START
Chapter 2, ???
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racer62 · 26 days
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k-evans-reads · 1 year
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In Living Color Masterlist
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By @k-evans-writes and @ourfinest-hour
We do NOT give permission for our works to be reuploaded, translated, or reposted on any other site. Our work is our own.
Summary: When Natalie Marton, lead character designer for Buzz Lightyear, meets the voice of Buzz, Chris Evans, the sparks are undeniable. But when their work pushes them away from each other, both physically and emotionally, will the sheer differences between their worlds be enough to force them apart?
* = Denotes smut! All of our work is 18+ only!
Chapter 1 - Work begins on Lightyear and they meet for the first time.
Chapter 2 - They get lunch together and each develop feelings.
Chapter 3 - Nat hosts a game night and shares details about her past with Chris.
Chapter 4 - Nat needs saving, and a birthday party finally forces them to act on their feelings.
Chapter 5 Part One | Part Two* - Chris explains himself in the aftermath of their date, and Nat attends his going-away party.
Chapter 6 - They deal with the aftermath of their actions.
Chapter 7 - Nat's sister's visit provides her with a distraction from missing Chris.
Chapter 8* - After a long distance birthday celebration, Chris steps up in Nat’s time of need. 
Chapter 9 Part One | Part Two - After a photo is shared online and Nat gets a glimpse into Chris’ world, they deal with the aftermath and try to pick up the pieces.
Chapter 10 Part One* | Part Two* - They are finally reunited after two months apart.
Chapter 11 - After struggling during a work day, Chris relaxes at Nat’s apartment and they share a tender moment.
Chapter 12 - Chris finally meets Nat’s family and he learns more about her past.
Chapter 13 Part One* | Part Two | Part Three - While missing Nat, Chris makes a spur of the moment decision and later Nat visits Boston for the first time.
Chapter 14* - They celebrate Nat’s birthday.
Chapter 15 Part One | Part Two - Chris and Nat spend Thanksgiving in Washington.
Chapter 16 - Nat participates in an art show and discusses her dreams with Chris.
Chapter 17* - Chris and Nat go on a quick trip to ring in the New Year.
Chapter 18 - Plans change and concerns are revealed.
Chapter 19* - While Chris is in Atlanta, Nat goes out to visit him after a while apart.
Chapter 20 - New beginnings and new opportunities happen.
Chapter 21 - Nat shares her news with Chris.
Chapter 22 Part One | Part Two - Chris and Nat deal with the consequences of their decisions.
Chapter 23 - Chris and Nat spend time together in San Francisco.
Chapter 24 - Chris and Nat celebrate the premiere of Lightyear.
Chapter 25
**We are posting the remaining chapters and a synopsis to summarize the rest of the story**
Chris and Nat asks, headcanons, and more!
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hisonetrueloveee · 15 days
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I know that Z is commonly seen playing basketball, but let's remember he's sporty in general so we can hc him doing diff sports n shit. Imagine him doing martial arts like that's so hot 🙏🏾 get that black belt u absolute fucking KING 🗣
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dreamsoflightvalley · 4 months
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Christmas With Sulley!
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In Monstropolis, they most likely have their own traditions. Spreading fear instead of cheer, laying traps for Santa Claws instead of cookies, lighting up candles that smell like decay as opposed to fresh gingerbread…
But he’s aware human culture works… Differently. So he adjusts for his favorite human and tries to act accordingly.
James is observant, so he keeps his eyes peeled for anything you were looking at or have been looking at for a while. You’d be surprised to find something you mentioned in passing months ago wrapped underneath the tree, or that one object you keep saying you’ll buy (and never do) right alongside it.
If you’re the type to really go all out with the decorating don’t be surprised if his tail knocks and ornament or two off the tree, or if his horns get caught in some fake snowflakes… Oh, and don’t bother making any cookies for Santa because Sullivan will most definitely be scarfing them down before St. Nick can even land on the roof.
He’s not a hard person to gift, he’d be happy with simple dad gifts like a new tie or a backscratcher. The gifts he most treasures are the handmade ones, the shabbiness adds a bit of charm in his eyes.
He normally gives hugs under the mistletoe instead of kisses on the off chance he gets caught under one, but if you reaaaaally want one he won’t say no. He’d be surprised that you’d want to kiss a monster like him, given your fleshiness and such.
He enjoys lounging by the fireplace, usually in his chair, but if you’re around he prefers sitting/laying on the carpet with you. You can use him as a big cozy beanbag to stave off the cold.
Decorating the tree is easy as gooseberry pie when he’s around. He’s about as big as the tree anyway, so no need to worry about reaching the top. He puts his tail to good use too, holding ornament hooks on the spines or using it to untangle bunched up light cords!
He’s no good at cooking, so unless you plan on a feast then he’ll most likely order out for you and whoever else is around (you’re better off bringing your own food though, who knows what monster food can do to your poor, poor tummy).
Of course, being the softy that he is, he’ll always say “You didn’t have to get me anything, you make the holidays great enough on your own,” a sentiment that Mike (being the Grinch he is) disagrees with. Of course his friend will always say “What’s the point of Christmas without the gifts? Now gimme that!” and we still love him all the same.
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fandomnerd9602 · 9 months
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Merida cuddles with Y/N…
Merida: what do ye think of the sound of little feet running thru our home?
Y/N: did your brothers turn into bears again?!
Merida: no! That’s not what I-
Y/N: baby you have to stop going to that witch-
Merida: I want yer kids!
Y/N: oh…I’d love that
Merida: (giggles) good.
The two share a kiss, not noticing that Merida’s brothers run past them, having been turned into bears again…
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ssadumba55 · 10 months
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The Gang Dealing with a New Traumatized Toy! Reader
Request: headcanons for Toy Story, specifically platonic separate headcanons for Woody, Jessie, Buzz and If you can then also Bo Beep with a 13 y/o toy gender neutral reader that comes to Andy's room pretty traumatized from their last home. (because they've spent their live in a home with abusive parents towards the child that owned them) They tend to flinch at almost everything and is very scared of yelling and/or loud noises, but somehow feels safe when they're with Woody/Jessie/Buzz/Bo and doesn't want to leave their side because they feel protected and at home when they're with them?
tw mentions of ab//se, both physical and verbal
General Headcanons for What Happened Before You End up In Andy's room
It had been a long road to get to Andy's room in the first place. Back at your old owner's house, you'd been a gift to the sweet little girl, Lucy, from her mother.
It was one of those rare moments when she had actually been happy. From the moment you were unpackaged and she held you, you knew you loved her more than anything else in the world.
Late nights were spent hidden under beds or in closets, being clutched to her chest. Any loud noise made the two of you flinch. It was your job to be the protector, so you tried your best. But there's only so much a toy can do
The other few toys strewn in the room appreciated your efforts though, they had been in torment far longer than you
The best times for Lucy was when she went to school, because there she was away from her parents and their harsh words and even harsher hands
Everyday you waited eagerly by the window for her to come home. You didn't get the same luxurious daily escape, but you were grateful she did.
One day, she never did come home. A stranger in a vehicle pulled up and came in the house. She talked to Mom and Dad, told them that your little girl could never come here again. Something about bruises found at school...
You never saw her again. It took a while, but eventually Mom and Dad gave all the toys, including you to a thrift store. You sat on the shelf grateful that your little girl got out but sad you couldn't go with her
"Mom! Oh! Mom! Look!" A little boy lifted you from your shelf with all the gentleness and reverence only a kid could show a treasured toy. He excitedly held you up
"That's just the one you've been looking for!" A woman smiled, ruffling her boys hair affectionately. You felt sick. You knew what happened to kids behind closed doors but your face did not move
That day, you became Andy's toy. He rushed home, scrawling his name on the bottom of your foot carefully
You were still waiting for the other shoe to drop
Woody
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Woody is a natural protector, so it isn't farfetched that you immediately latched onto him when you first arrive in Andy's room
Even though you appear much younger then the rest of the toys in your new home, it’s obvious to all of them that you’ve been through much more. The most obvious sign being the little flinches you have when loud noises happen
It's Woody's job to ensure the safety of all the toys in the room, including you
He doesn't mind that you're basically his shadow at all, if you're on your own at any point he may even offer you to come along with him
Sometimes, you like to hide in the closet or under the bed. It's quiet. It reminds you of safety. Woody always makes time in his busy schedule to join you. He never asks why you do it, he just joins you to make sure you're okay
Some of the other toys can be a little mean without realizing it, he always makes sure to set them straight when he hears someone talking about you, it's not your fault you are the way you are
One day, you work up the nerve to tell him what happened with your old kid. And he wraps his arms around you, holding you close. Promises that as long as you're in Andy's room you'll never have to worry about that again
He calls you his little deputy, and if you're feeling particularly down he may even let you wear his hat
Seriously, he adores you and you adore him just as much! He is such a softie, even though he tries to pretend he isn't. If you want or need anything he will get/do it for you.
Jessie
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Jessie is a traumatized toy, so she knows another traumatized toy when she sees one. She will definitely latch onto you before you can latch onto her
When she finds out your trigger is loud noises/yelling, she tries her best to keep her voice down (which is hard because she likes to be loud), she knows what it's like to have to suffer through something that makes you feel that way and she doesn't want you to have to feel that way
If yelling or loud noises are unavoidable, then she will find a safe quiet spot or offer her comfort. Holding your hand, an arm around your shoulders, whatever you need.
She will absolutely let you tag along with whatever she does, she might even teach you how to do some things.
And to comfort you, make you feel less alone, she'll tell you about Emily. When you're comfortable, you tell her about Lucy. And the two of you commiserate in old owners together, even if it's not exactly the same
If there's ever a situation where you need to be in a tight space or a box, you always offer the same comfort back to her because she does so much for you.
She will never make fun of you or push you out of your comfort zone if you don't want to be, she'll just be there cheering you on when you do feel like making progress.
And she's a hugger, so hugs will always be given. She loves having you around more than anything and would do anything to make sure you feel safe in Andy's room.
Buzz
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Buzz isn't dumb, but he can be a little clueless so when you first start following him around everywhere/clinging to him, he might be more than a little confused.
He might even find it a little annoying or weird, but overtime (and potentially with his friends' help) he will definitely realize that you do it because you feel safe around him
Despite knowing he's a toy now, being your safety net will fill him with a sense of pride and duty, knowing that he's fulfilling his destiny as a space ranger
He makes you a little helmet, not only so you can be like him but so you can use it to muffle/tune out loud sounds that you don't like or that scare you
And he'll make up space stories to calm you down if you happen to freak out a little or get super anxious.
The journey to recovery is a long one, but he wants to make sure you're comfortable and safe during it.
He will also hype you up and remind you how strong you are, especially in moments when you feel like everything is too much. He believes in you and he's proud of you for coming such a long way.
If you eventually feel comfortable telling him why you're upset, the idea of parents like that would keep him up at night. He had no idea people like that could even exist, having always been Andy's toy.
He reminds you all the time that they can't hurt you ever again and that you're safe now
Bo Peep
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She will adore you and feel so honoured that you feel safe around her, even though it isn't a huge surprise, after all she is a nursery lamp. It's her job to stand watch and make children feel safe.
Her soft voice and gentle demeanor are definitely what draws you to her, she never yells and as a result you feel safest with her because of that
If other toys are yelling or things become too overwhelming, she'll take you far from it and count sheep with you until you feel better
She will sing lullabies to you too if you ask her too, she doesn't mind being a comforting figure for you.
When she finds out the reason you're upset and guarded, all she'll want is to protect you. To shield you from everyone and everything that has ever hurt you and to make you feel better.
She never lets you out of her sight, the two of you spend long amounts of time together, talking or playing with her sheep. You love how calm she is compared to everyone else in the room.
She always seems to know something is wrong, before you actually say anything is wrong. It's like she can read your mind.
And if nightmares are a problem, she'll stay up with you all night just to make sure you always have someone to support you/in your corner.
She knows you need time to heal and she's grateful you decided to include her in that journey
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stickers95 · 5 months
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This was one of the first Cars drawings I ever made lol
(the very first one is my concept for human Rod but it looks like ass-)
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a-moment-captured · 2 years
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The grey in his beard + the necklace + plus the tattoo peaking + the hair = Walking sex on 2 legs
They could have warned us before letting this man step out the house looking like this. He has Tumblr, Twitter, and Instagram going crazy over this look.
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roe-and-memory · 1 month
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nobody move. imagine sally wearing outfits to match lightning at races..
like just think about it. paint schemes change every couple of weekends for a race or two, so imagine her trying to come up with new and cute outfits to match his firesuit - like a red skirt, racing tshirt (style pictured below), and white or black leggings, along with orange-yellow ombre leg warmers or something. do u get me
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she makes an effort to support him in every way she can, and i think she likes to express herself a lot through clothing, so every weekend she shows up to the races with an outfit in his colour for that specific race. oftentimes she gets a tshirt for his newest temporary primary sponsor and she figures out what to wear with it.
there are probably a TON of iconic photos of them together, him in his red rusteze firesuit and her in her cutesy little outfits to match the love of her life with ☹️☹️ it makes him all the more iconic too because he found The Girl ever and shes willing to make a new outfit every weekend just to show how much she loves him??? hello???? its very sweet and he LOVES it because she never misses
sometimes she also wears his clothing straight up, like a rusteze sweater with his name on it or something and she makes sure EVERYONE knows just how amazing she has it. she will go through his clothing to find something and its obvious its his because he likes baggy shirts, its So endearing to Everyone
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i-hate-mcqueen · 4 months
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i feel like if mcqueen ever came out as like bi or whatever to radiator springs hed be bracing himself for like homophobic/biphobic backlash (yk, small town, hes expecting them to be kinda closed off from the world)
and then half the people in the town would immediately be like OH MY GOD ONE OF US ONE OF US
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