#ramone x flo

[pizgacz]

I found my old drawings of young Flo & Ramone

Tbh I prefer their PL ver names-Lola & Roman js fits them so well

Also I lied I still don't know what am I supposed to do on this app,, why are comments on all posts I see blocked or summ 😭😭

[yourstrulylightstar283]

Awww, so beautiful! 😀

they’re SO in love u guys

[pinkpinkmermayyy]

IF SHE WERE HUMANIZED SHE WOULD 100% BE A BLACK WOMAN

ALSO RAMONE WOULD BE AN AFROLATINO GUY (also debating on him being Haitian too hehe)

IM COOKING RN I NEED TO DRAW THIS SOON

@thisismisogynoir @punkeropercyjackson @c4ndytr4p @primaviva @weirdo09 @ptizzy @tatumis-a

[imaginewarehouse]

Human!Sheriff x Reader x Human!Doc Hudson || Drabble

Plot: Flo's diner on Friday Night's is always a lot of fun- there's good food and drink (Which is not out of the ordinary, admittedly), good company (The whole town ends up there at some point in the night), and theirs dancing. You're determined to get the hot old men to dance with you.

Warnings: Age difference I guess but its not a focus point.

I have had this fic in my drafts, finished and all, for years. Since like, 2019-2020, but since I wrote it just for me (Also the reason for the fist person perspective), I had never bothered to edit it- well I finally did and I think its kinda cute ^^

🔆🔆🔆

“What are you two doing just sitting around and drinking over here for?” I ask Doc and the Sheriff, as I sweep off the dancefloor in exhaustion and rest in the chair beside Doc (The material of his blazer grazes my bare arm and I get a little jolt from the innocent touch). Mater’s a sweetie pie, and a great dancer but… boy, does he have more endurance than I do. After I take a second to gather my exhaustion and banish it, I turn to the two men and flash them a smile. “It’s fun out there!”

“Hmm, your exhaustion and the sweat completely bucketing off of you is especially encouraging.” Doc rolls his eyes, and turns to look back at the dancers. Ramone and Flo are dancing smoothly in the middle, like they’re practised, like they do it at home because they just love each other like that- unsurprisingly. Then Sally and Lightning are there, too, Mater’s found a new partner in Guido while Luigi laughs at his friend’s expense off to the side, and Lizzie's talking on happily to Red off to the side. A soft smile rests on my lips, until I turn away from the scene and back to the two men I’m sitting with. Sheriff’s already looking at me, which makes me smile wider.

“Being tired and sweaty is a good sign!” I exclaim, winking. “Sheriff, what about you? Fancy a round with me?” How many innuendos can I make with these men and get away with it? How many until they get it and take me? I’m not saying take advantage… because neither of them would do that- but at least recognise what I’m trying to get at here and ask me about it!!

He chuckles, moving in his bar stool chair to be more comfortable. “That’s a lovely offer, darlin’, but I’m afraid I’d probably just slow you down. I’m not as young as I used to be!”

At this, an opportunistic light switches on behind Doc’s calculating eyes, swivelling on his stool ever so slightly in order to turn that piercing stare on the sheriff. “Yes, he’s missed his last 3 check-ups, Y/N. Anything could be wrong with him.” Sheriff bristles and his expression dissolves into guilt, as he refuses to look at Doc who’s smirking. “Damn hot rods not allowing you a single day off to visit the office, right Sheriff?”

“Uhuh, ri-right.” Sheriff quickly clears his throat, straightening in his chair now to look around at anything other than Doc. As he does that, Dr Hudson glances to me with a quiet, conspiratorial look before taking another drink from his mug, making me giggle quietly.

In a moment, I raise my eyebrows at him. “Why don’t you take a dance with me, then? You must be at the height of health, ey Doc?”

A grunt is his response, as the amusement leaves his blue eyes and he looks away again.

“Come on, one of you? Both of you? I’m not picky- I’m desperate! Mater’s got a new partner and… “I risk a glance at the tow-truck owner and can’t stop a laugh from bubbling up to the surface. “Guido’s a hard act to beat! He’ll never want me back. I’m dying to get back on the floor, though!”

“Guido’s seemed to have transformed miraculously into a sack of potatoes.” Doc states in that slow, gravelly drawl, assessing the dancing couples as well. And it’s true, making me really chuckle this time at his analogy. Mater is just swinging the little Italian around at this point, with absolutely zero help from Guido himself. Guido’s toupee keeps bopping around and slipping out of place.

I stop my chuckling by biting my bottom lip, and scraping it through my teeth as I turn back to them. Sheriff’s stopped avoiding Docs gaze now and is looking at me with him like they’ve won- like together they can ward me off- Oh, ho, ho, though. These two think they’re so clever and victorious. But they haven’t gotten out of this. No, no. I’m determined; I’ll get one of them to dance with me tonight, even if it takes begging!

“You’re right.” I admit, then lean closer into the table pleadingly. “But I don’t want to dance with Mater, I want you two! Come onnnn,” I whine, looking as pleadingly as possible to them.

Doc sets me with a firm, straight lipped look. “And you’ll continue to want me.”

Well, that’s that then.

I turn from him, to Sheriff. When Doc’s mind is set, he usually will never change it. Sheriff, though… he’s a bit more lenient. A softie. A sweetheart. That’s one of the things I really love about him, in contrast to what I really love about Doc; his cleverness, his sternness. Unbelievably sexy qualities.

And I’m right, too. The Sheriff’s looking at me a with worried frown under that moustache and thoughtful deep, dark blue eyes. Oh lord, these men and their blue eyes. They had me my first day here in Radiator Springs.  

I offer my hand across the table to him, and up the ante with my cute pleading look, which I hadn’t even known was possible. I do so by adding a little pout, and it does the trick. Sheriff heaves a great sigh and drops his large hand into mine, getting out of his chair. He rolls his eyes. “Hot damn… “He mutters something about the lord saving him, as I get up from my seat with the biggest beam on my face and springing into place next to him like a slightly overexcited puppy, before returning his gaze to me. “Remember what I said, I’m not as springy as I once was. And, I was never a very good dancer in the first place, so- “

“Let’s go!” Now that I’ve got him up, I’m not about stand here and listen to him talk himself out of this again, so I take us off to a spot on the floor. When I turn back to him and let go of his hand, I flash him a bright grin and think out loud in anticipation as the song ends and we wait for the next one to play. “Besides, the point of this is not to look good, it’s to have fun! Wanna have fun with me, Sheriff?” Okay, so I might have gone a little far with that last comment as the poor, sweet man goes a little pink, but I pretend not to notice that and just listen out for the first few beats of the next song. Before I can make the first move and pick up his hands again, as the song’s a bit boppy and perfect for twirling, he takes up mine first and then, before I know it he’s dancing with me. It’s so much fun!, he’s not half bad at dancing like he let on- there’s a little bit of funk and we slip out of time every now and then but that just makes us laugh. And he twirls me!! He twirls me!!! I’m also starting to think he was just being modest, with all that ‘I’m not as springy as I once was’, crap. Sheriff’s in shape! We’ve been dancing for the past 8 songs and he has not once needed a break or looked like he would be needing one any time soon.

It’s so much fun that I nearly forget to want a drink, or a break myself. The music is so hillbilly it’s fun, the laughter is elating, and the company is addictive. Every time a song ends, he’ll dip me and I’m not afraid that he’ll drop me; he’s strong, and his grip on me is firm. I laugh quite a bit when he does that, and when I get to twirl, and at some point he throws his hat off to Doc, and I’m surprised there’s still a Ford-Pines-Tom-Sellick-level head of hair there. Man, does this place know how to grow ‘em…

We go on like this for a few more songs, until he reminds me to get a drink and a rest for a moment and see how Doc is doing. “Hey Doc, I don’t think you should be worried about Sheriffs health, he’s fitter than me!” I exclaim elatedly as I collapse back into my seat beside him, exasperated but not really. Tired, yes, but annoyed, not at all.

“Hmmm,”

“Still don’t wanna get a dance in before the night’s over Doc? It really is fun!” Sheriff pours us both some water from the jug Doc ordered for us, laughing a bit because of the left-over endorphins, and I nod along intently.

“Yes, the offer’s still on the table until the last song ends. So, keep that in mind.”

“Sure.”

I giggle, widening my eyes exasperatedly at Sheriff over my cup as I take a sip, before Doc starts up a conversation about Chick’s latest Lightning slander in the news.  

6 songs later, and the night’s about to end, sadly. I watch, quietly and honestly tired, as Ramone goes up to Red and requests a certain song, quietly. I guess it’s something special between him and Flow, but as the slow song starts to play, Sally and Lightning dance too- and I’m actually perfectly content and happy in just sitting by and watching, when a shift beside me catches my attention and I look to see Doc getting off his stool and stretching his back. “Ah… this is much more my speed. Y/N?” He raises his hand in front of my face without looking back from the dance floor, and I raise an eyebrow.

“Yes?”

“You said the offer to dance was on the table until the last song. I believe this- is the last song.” A slow grin spreads across my face, and I cautiously, tiredly hop off my own stool, taking his hand in the process.

“Sure is!”

“Now, Doc, I’d’a thought you’d be up for something faster!” The Sheriff teases after us, with laughing eyes as he sits comfortably still in his seat.

A tiny smile graces Doc’s face, making me feel squirmy like it always does. “Yes, but my physical ability extends only to the minimum of what a driver’s required to be. Dear, now shall we?”

“Mhm, yeah, we shall!” I agree, grinning cheekily at him and waiving quickly to the Sheriff as Doc walks me onto the floor and swings me around to face him. The song, slow and easy, plays on around us as he fixes his hands carefully on the okay zone around my waist and mine find his shoulders. As we sway around the floor, I wonder; Will I ever get to do this with them as my men? Go out dancing as a date?.. Will these two ever realise how much I really like them?

When Doc grins again I wonder, if he actually already does know.

[heartstringsbloom]

Cars x Into The Woods (wanted to try something new!)

I was listening to the prologue from Into The Woods and it’s so good at tying everyone together while setting the plot into motion. Also the performances are gorgeous. I have not seen the entire show, my best impression of it is through this number and other brief clips, so for now here’s some of the song interpreted with humanized Lightning, Flo, and Ramone ^^ this was a lot of fun to write

(TW: brief allude to death, as it is mentioned outright in the og song. It is not directly stated in this interpretation, but is inferred)

The path to the bakery is rocky but straight. Monty was taught to stay the path straight. If he did so, he would always know his way. Mack could be a bit overprotective, but Monty owes his safety to keeping his older’s brother’s wisdom. So he always kept the path he was told. Even if he often wondered what else there was to see.

He knocks twice, red cloak fluttering to stillness as he meets his stop. The door opens to a woman and her warm smile. She has a fluffy white hat that tops her short, loose curls. Monty figures her to be the Baker.

“Why come in, honey!”

Monty nods. “I wish—” He sweeps into the bakery, restless as always. He nearly continues before remembering that this lady had never met him prior. He turns to the kind woman.

“It’s not for me; it’s for my granny, in the woods.”

The woman nods, ushers him into the kitchen where someone is kneading dough. The floppy, uniquely decorated white hat gives away another baker, but the ring on his finger gives away a husband.

“A loaf of bread, please?” He faces the sweet lady fully, sure to articulate his urgency. “To bring my poor old hungry granny in the woods. . .”

His gaze trails to a batch of pies fresh out of the oven, held carefully in the man’s hands. Monty’s eyes glow in delight.

“Just a loaf of bread. . .” He feels eyes on him. The woman is hiding amusement behind her hand, shares a look with the other baker. Monty’s eyes dip and his face warms.

“Please.”

The man jots down his request, to which Monty nods, then hastily thanks him upon remembering his manners. His feet shuffle, itching to be on his way. But his attention keeps returning to the treats.

“And perhaps a sticky bun.” He smiles at the basket. As he reaches for one his stomach growls, eliciting laughter from the other two. Monty clears his throat, ripping his hands from the basket as he fights the urge to draw his hood.

“Or, four. . .?”

The woman holds out the basketful, eyes sparkling. Quick as Lightning he takes one, takes a few. She doesn’t seem to mind, and when he’s not looking, he feels her adjust his armful so nothing falls. He’s too busy stuffing his face to thank her.

A pleasantly warm smell reminds him of the other treat he had been eyeing.

Mouth full, he says, “and a few of those pies, please,” but it sounds more like a muffled question as he gestures vaguely to the pies with his already stuffed arms. The woman laughs, thankfully, and Monty is relieved that his weakness to sweets hasn’t gotten him kicked out.

But then he remembers again why he’s there. As soon as he swallows the bun his quest pours out of him.

“Into the woods, it’s time to go—ah, I hate to leave, I have to, though.” His eyes squeeze shut the way they do when he stumbles over his words. “Into the woods, it’s time, and so I must begin my journey.”

The Baker nods, something worrying between her brows as she looks him over. He feels one of the treats threaten to slip his grasp.

“Into the woods and through the trees,” he rushes, pinning a bright smile to his face, “to where I am expected, ma’am. Into the woods to grandmother’s house—!”

He rushes for the loaf of bread before they can finish wrapping it, gasping as something falls off of his pile when he catches sight of the cookies. The Baker’s husband is swift in catching it and rolls his eyes. Monty eyes the discarded treat longingly.

“Into the woods to grandmother’s house. . .”

The woman shakes her head fondly, asking warmly, “You’re certain of your way?” To which Monty nods, perking up with new determination.

“The way is clear; the light is good.” He scoffs in dismissive confidence. “I have no fear, nor no one should.”

Mack’s voice echos in his mind as he reaches for his brother’s advice, reaches for cookie after cookie because he just could not stop ogling them. “The woods are just trees; the trees are just wood. I—“ he struggles to grab the last cookie from the tray, his sweet tooth too much to be contained. His voice comes out meek chuckle“—sort of hate to ask it, but do you have a basket?”

He receives one just in time to dump the bread and buns, more relieved nothing will fall than he is to have his arms back. Except for the cookies, that is.

“Don’t stray and be late,” the Baker’s husband drawls. She swats him playfully and adjusts the basket so Monty can place the cookies one by one. Her husband takes it instead, secretly hands her everything that’s placed inside. All the while she simply fills a second basket, hiding her smile.

“Save some of those treats for granny, honey,” she winks. The young man laughs sheepishly.

While Monty steadily empties his pockets into the basket (he had forgotten about stuffing them before), his eyes trail the ceiling as he muses over what he’s been taught.

“Into the woods and down the dell. The path is straight, I know it well,” he hums, distracted by all the sweets he’s acquired. Though that basket doesn’t seem as full as it should be. “Into the woods and who can tell what’s waiting on the journey?”

Mack had told him to he careful, to make sure he turned right back home after visiting grandma. Monty wondered what would happen if he lingered on the path. What would happen if he strayed?

He shakes himself of that curiosity, knowing that he should know better. “Into the woods to bring some bread to granny who is sick in bed,” he continues solemnly, worrying creeping into his heart. His peripheral catches the woman frown. “Never can tell what lies ahead.” He sniffles, realizes something that makes his voice rise. “For all that I know, she’s already—!“

He gasps as he’s enveloped in a hug. Gentle fingers run through his golden-rose curls, and he’s met with whispered reassurances. He doesn’t know what else to do but slump into the embrace. She smells like honey and warm cookies.

After a while Monty gathers himself and pulls away, trying to ignore the wet stickiness of his eyes. “But into the woods.”

“Into the woods?” The woman asks gently, eyes letting him know that he’s okay. He’s strengthened by them.

“Into the woods,” he confirms, now moving towards the door with his basket, unaware of when the sweet woman empties the other into his. He catches sight of the pies he’s had yet to acquire. Something eager and slightly mischievous curls up in his tummy. The Baker seems to notice because he straightens, flickers between Monty and the tray.

“To grandmother’s house. . .”

The two stand on either side of the tray, stuck in suspense as they anticipate one another’s move. Monty’s eyes flick to the tray before his hand does, faking the guy out. The Baker’s narrow, but his smirk betrays him, infecting Monty.

“And home before dark!”

He snatches one of the pies and bolts, laughing around his mouthful as the kind woman’s own mirth echoes behind him.

[im-not-batman]

ummmmm, Ronance cars AU??? (I am so intrigued)

This one is so silly i love it! It's exactly what it says on the tin. I havent got anything coherent written for it but i have bullet points and lots of notes. So here you go! I apologise in advance, i write these usually when im high or jacked up on inspiration so theyre always a bit chaotic lmao

Crack treated dead seriously - based on art by @logicallyserial (i think their art is steddie though, and i coopted it for ronance purposes)

~Robin is a famous F1/Nascar/Stock racer who is driving cross country because she wanted to drive her super fancy car instead of getting a plane. She is speeding and then her tyre pops on a stone or something and she loses control of the car crashing into smthn and is stranded in Radiator Springs (Hawkins).

~Steve is Mater and fixes the car up

~Dustin has to be there like, legally , but idfk who he'd beeeee

~Joyce is Doc because bad bitch etc etc

~Hop is the Sheriff (sidenote are there Doc Hudson x Sherriff shippers out there??)

~Nancy is Sally obv - she runs the motel in town with her family but Nancy is the one usually working. Things play out like in the animated masterpiece Cars (2003), Nancy convinces Joyce that Robin should pay to fix the road or at least do some community service. She ends up thirsting over sweaty road worker robin because lbr who wouldnt.

~ stobin bonding moments! (Is cow tipping a thing people actually do?? Ask Crispy) steve teaches robin to drive backwards like in the animated masterpiece Cars (2003)

~Robin's big race is against Henry/vecna/one – who is all gross and sexist about her being the first woman since the sport became co-ed – and Eddie who is an ex champion, is super lobely but wants to retire because he's racking up injuries.

~Will is Ramon

~I guess that makes Mike Flo even though I will NOt write Byler

~Argyle is obviously the stoner Camper so Jon is the Army guy?

~ Lucas is Luigi!!! Max is the forklift guy I canny remember his name!!!! Gordo??

~EL IS RED EL IS RED EL IS RED

~ In the end everyone comes to Robin's big race à la the animated masterpiece Cars (2003) and Robin makes her base camp Hawkins for the rest of her career, she and Nancy fall in LOOoooOove etc etc

(mayhaps some circumstantial steddie towards the end. Robin tells Eddie that Hawkins is a pretty cute town to retire in if you ignore most of it lol. Eddie is intrigued and visits, meets hot mechanic steve)

Send me an ask with which of my WIPs from This Post you wanna hear about!

[x0stormie0x]

Hello @xceooflightningstormx!

I too ship Lightningstorm in its own way here's a question to chew on.

Are there other ships on par with Lightningstorm that you are invested in? Especially the WGP racers including the regional replacements for Jeff and/or the Next Gen racers?

Hello!! Thank you so much for the ask!

I don't think anything really compares with how much I ship LightningStorm. However, here are some of my other ships from the fandom that I highly appreciate and love seeing content of!

- Cruz x Natalie

- Flo x Ramone

- Jeff x Lewis

- Doc x Sheriff

- Luigi x Guido

- Ray x Gale (specifically for my AU)

- Sometimes Sally x Lightning (outside of the movie, the content people make is pretty sweet)

And occasionally Francesco x Lightning. (LightningStorm kinda replaced it for me)

And that's all I can pretty much think of for now!

I don't ship a lot in the fandom, thought I love seeing all of the WGP ships and other outside ships. (Even SalQueen, @/tailfinpass's artwork makes me cry with joy)

But yeah! Those are just a good majority of the ships I have in the fandom. Most of em are pretty well known!

^^ thanks for the ask once again!

[rawiswhore]

Various WWF Wrestlers x Fem Reader- "Sunset Strip"

In 1996, you quit your job as a stripper to join the World Wrestling Federation.

Wrestlers have visited strip clubs during their free time, but unfortunately, wrestlers in the WWF, WCW and ECW never really visited the strip club you worked at.

So, backstage during the summer of 1996, you invited the sexiest wrestlers in the WWF to the locker room.

Those sexy wrestlers you invited that year were Shawn Michaels, Hunter Hearst Helmsley, Leif Cassidy before he grew facial hair, Brian Pillman (yes, Brian Pillman!), Bret Hart, and Davey Boy Smith.

There are other sexy wrestlers you could've invited, like Marty Jannetty, Billy Gunn and even Thurman Plugg.

Wrestlers you wish could've been in this locker room with you were Razor Ramon and Jeff Hardy, but Razor left the WWF in May to join WCW and Jeff wasn't really much in the WWF during the summer that year.

Shawn, Hunter, Leif, Brian and Bret all had their long hair hanging down when you invited them to the locker room.

When you were in the locker room with these men, you and these men weren't being filmed nor were you about to be filmed for a WWF episode or pay-per-view, this was backstage on your free time as well a s these wrestlers' free time.

You stood on top of the bench in the locker room, where those aforementioned male wrestlers stood in front of that bench.

A radio was plugged into a socket in the locker room, where that radio was playing a CD of some of the music you used to strip to.

You were dressed in a short sleeveless nighty/negligee with matching panties underneath.

As you stood on top of that bench, with a smile on your face you began to sway your body around while your hands grabbed the bottom of your nighty and pulled it up, showing off your thong underneath.

These wrestlers standing in front of you---in particular Shawn, Brian and Leif---were all smiling happily and eagerly as they watched you.

Shawn, Brian and Leif cheered for you with smiles on their faces when you pulled your nighty up to show your panties.

Some of these wrestlers like Shawn  Michaels and Brian Pillman whistled at you like how men whistle at attractive women.

There are many other outfits you could've worn when you're about to strip for these wrestlers, like some of your stripper outfits or even just a towel wrapped around your body.

When you worked as a stripper, sometimes you just wore a towel wrapped around your body.

You turned your body until the side of your body was in front of these men, where your hand grabbed a strap of your nighty and slid it down your arm.

Brian, Shawn and Leif were chanting "Take it off!" over and over again at you.

Some of these wrestlers didn't have to stay in the characters they played in on television---hell, many wrestlers hated the gimmicks they played during the New Generation era and weren't playing themselves---so Hunter could've chanted "Take it off!" at you too.

Your turned your body around until your torso was in front of these men, where your other hand grabbed your opposite strap and pulled it off of your shoulder and down your arm.

You raised your hands and forearms out of your straps until your negligee dropped off of your torso to reveal your naked body.

The only thing under your nighty was a thong.

You then rotated your body until you stood on your side, sticking your hip out at these men.

With smiles on their faces, some of these wrestlers pulled their wallets out of their pockets and pulled out some money, where they stuffed some dollar bills in between your thong straps.

Brian reached his hand out and, with a smile on his face, his hand smacked your ass cheek a few times.

You didn't mind his hand smacking your ass, after all, you are about to give a striptease.

You also rotated your body until you stuck the opposite side of your hip out, where some wrestlers sandwiched their money into your thong strap.

There are many things you could do to pretend to be a stripper, like do the splits on the floor and roll over.

But it's hard to type down dancing.

Many of these male wrestlers want a lapdance from you since you're playing a stripper.

And lapdances they did eventually get.

There are so many male wrestlers you wish could see you in this locker room pretending to be a stripper, but those wrestlers are off in WCW and ECW and they can't come to the WWF yet.

Throughout your performance, many of these male wrestlers were getting erections under their pants and they were tempted into masturbating to you.

[chickthiccs]

Smash or pass

Ramone and Flo obv

Sheriff

Finn Mcmissile

Cruz

Jackson

Louise Nash

Smokey

Ramone smash I like impalas and guys with accents

Flo pass, she looks too much like a shark

Sheriff pass he's not my type, like him as a character but don't wanna smash

Finn McMissile smash x 1000

Cruz smash she's cute and bubbly

Jackson smash cos he's hot

Louise and Smokey both pass they're a bit old for me

[noy0urblinkerison]

Cars on Halloween

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Jackson: "I'm going as jackson storm" hes the type I'm goimg as me hardly ever does halloween but when he does he goes as him self. Cruz has gotten him a couple times to do a couples costume with her.

danny, cam and bubba: ghost with sunglasses every year👻😎

Cruz: she goes hard out every year with the decorations and dressing up. she often goes as a pirate. One year her and jackson went as Tiffany and Chucky

lighting: zombie. just zombie every. nothing. nothing can stop him from going as one.

sally: she isn't that big on dressing up but will still dress up but as a simple costume. Sally is more in on planning the halloween party and giving out candy.

Flo and ramone: every year they do a couples costume and they always look the best ramone goes hard out on dressing up. one year they went as Elizabeth and Frankenstein.

luigi and guido: every year lighting gets them to go as luigi and mario.

mater: a Mad scientist

sarge: doesn't dress up. never has never will.

fillmore: wizard. sarge screaming " I THOUGHT WIZARDS ARE SMART"

Francesco: same as jackson. "I don't need to dress up I am FRANCESCO!" one year he did dress up him and lighting went as eachother.

Doc: . . . . . .dead body or ghost. . . .

[queen-ch3rry]

Hey, Ramone's is where it's at, my friend!

Finally got around to drawing this art exhibition on wheels and I'm so, so pleased with how he turned out!

Normally I don't do black and whites of my art because it just doesn't look that good but this time I decided to go in for the gusto... color was actually an afterthought I added as a bonus

Paintjob inspired by "Radiator Springs 500½" short, yet with turquoise blue as a homage to a beautiful gem of the Southwest

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Find my art at Instagram: V16ClassyCaddy.art (active!) My Discord Server: Motorama City (active!) DeviantART: V16ClassyCaddy (semi-active)

[queen-ch3rry]

I support them forever

flomone are the only lovers ever, here is a quick drawing of them I did on my phone earlier :)

ooo ramone, mama ain't seen you that low in years.. GOD I LOVE THEM OK THANK YOU

[minniethemoocherda]

One of the things I love about the Cars fandom is that there is no shipping wars. Most people ship all the canon ships like Sally/Lightning or Flo/Ramon etc and ships that people have don't split any of these canon pairings up like Cruz/Natalie or Sarge/Fillmore etc. Some people ship Lighting/Francesco or Holley/Finn etc but I've never heard anyone disrespect anyone's ship or get into any arguments. Everyone is really respectful and nice. It's one of the reasons I love being in this fandom. ❤️

[aurora-ze-aquarius]

Hear me out

cars royalty au

Yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyes—

YES

Ok so uh—

Idk where to start, but there was a post that discussed a cars royalty au (I'll try to find it again)

Edit: FOUND THEM (X) and (X)

But basically—

Doc is the king

Sally is the princess/next in line

Sheriff is the royal adviser

Sarge is the head of the military

Flo is head chef

Ramone is the royal talor

Luigi and Guido are castle stewards

Red is the fire chief

Fillmore is the royal mage (yes, there's magic in this au. Also he and Sarge are in a 'totally secret relationship', but everyone knows about it anyway)

Lizzie is also a royal (maybe the queen before Doc?)

Mater is Sally's butler

And McQueen could be a runaway prince?

I'm not sure yet, but he somehow finds a home here and gets engaged to Sally

[cars-and-planes-fangirl]

Ships/Pairings Part 1

Hey guys I wanted to make a post showing which Cars and Planes pairings I like. Some are cannon and some aren’t. This will be 2 parts.

This is my opinion it is okay if you like or don’t like any of these pairings. These are in particular order.

MqQueen X Sally (OTP)

Mater x Holly(OTP)

Holly x Finn

Flo x Ramone(OTP)

Jackson Storm x Cruz

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