pixar cars blog (heavily focused on their humanized versios) - I just show up here and post whatever is in my head
this is mostly a journal for my favorite guys, headcanons, AU stuff, random thoughts, art, and anything else I feel like dumping here. no schedule, no plan, just whatever I'm on at the moment ₊‧
you can call me whatever, I use he/they!
warning: some posts may include suggestive or sensitive content, even nsfw and more along these lines, and tagging may be inconsistent or missing. if that's not your thing, feel free to dip out :)
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Oh yeah, man, I'm ready to add that about the scenes here too. From the PSP version of Cars: The Video Game, you can also see how the two interact with each other: DJ laughs at what Wingo says, and Wingo giggles along with him, despite trying to be cool. They're always close, and the funniest thing is how DJ accidentally gets bumped by Wingo when he sees Chicco. It's really cute
WAIT I actually forgot about that!! >:0 Really need to go back and watch it again
One more addition to the DJ/Wingo collection LMAO 💙💚
also just to add onto the wingo and dj stuff. i'm sure everyone knows about this detail already but i'll never get over the fact that dj joined the DRH because of wingo designing a custom paint job for him :] these two are so special to me
^ THIS.
Like...imagine someone making you a whole ass custom paint job just because they thought it'd suit you better- that's so cool!!!
Okay, I just noticed this fairly recently. I'm so devastated by the lack of content featuring them that while rewatching that iconic scene from the movie and looking at the character designs themselves, I noticed that Wingo and DJ look remarkably similar. The most striking detail is their headlights. They literally share the same style, with lots of bulbs. They also differ from, say, Boost and Snot in that they have more detailed paint jobs. Both have huge spoilers (yes, DJ's is pretty big too, to be honest, and so is Boost's, but I'm talking about those two specifically). And if you're really crazy like me, they even have a similar color palette: DJ's is blue-green, and Wingo's is purple-green.
I thought a lot of people noticed this (especially the fact that the headlights ARE SIMILAR), that they're more similar in style than Boost or Snot. And as a bonus, it wasn't just for nothing that we all decided that DJ and Wingo were best friends and close to each other?
I think their looks also played a role.
OHHHHH okay yeah yeah yeah!! Thanks for explaining cause my stupid ass decided to overthink the other ask for some reason.
YES I've noticed these things too!! Especially after getting their diecasts and staring at them for an unhealthy amount of time lmao. And as you said- the headlights especially!! And yeah, they're definitely the flashiest, most eye-catching designs out of the four
Also let me add to the craziness because oh boy, you are NOT alone
Speaking of the color palettes- yes, Wingo is purple-green, DJ is blue-green... BUT DJ also has purple. His eyes 👀 (eyes be the window to the soul ykyk-)
And let me stray away from the designs for a second- I was on a call the other night and somehow ended up overanalyzing DRH's positioning during the introduction scene. One thing I noticed is that DJ and Wingo are the only ones standing on the same "line". They're basically mirroring each other with Boost in the middle- DJ on one side, Wingo on the other. It kinda gives them this visual equal footing/visual balance?? It's one of those tiny things your brain just picks up on. And then at the end of the movie, when they're paving the road after getting arrested...guess who's standing next to each other again
And going beyond the movie itself, I also find it interesting that they're the only two who beatbox in their voice lines in the Cars game. Maybe it's just a fun coincidence, but it really makes me think they either have similar interests or simply spend more time together
So yeah, I definitely think little details like these probably contributed to the fandom collectively deciding they're close in one way or another
I LOVE this kind of stuff!! Character design, staging, little behaviors...it's crazy how much they can tell you without ever saying it outright!
★ they treat PDA like it's a national sport and have absolutely no concept of personal space around each other
★ pet names are basically mandatory- the cheesier, the better
★ Chisaki sometimes calls him "Yoko" and he secretly loves it, even though he'll insist she never says it in front of the other guys because "it sounds girly"
★ Yokoza remembers every little thing Chisaki likes and usually surprises her with it later
★ they both smoke and use the same pack instead of carrying separate ones
★ Chisaki always brings him some kind of sweet snack whenever they hang out
★ Yokoza let's Chisaki paint his nails for fun
★ Yokoza carries her whenever she gets tired
★ Chisaki is the one that does Yokoza's mohawk
★ they have matching wrist tattoos (still haven't figured out what they'd be lol)
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I'm just as sad as you are that Pixar hasn't made enough content featuring the tuners. They're literally the ones who could make cool spinoffs and even boost profits (as Disney loves). They haven't even fully fleshed out their story. We don't know how Boost met his team
I'm also glad the fans love them so much. Now I have a question. Did you notice how Wingo and DJ look alike in their tuning body?
RIGHT?? there's still so much we don't know about them. missed opportunity but oh well too bad- I specifically would've loved more voice lines from all of them (especially Snot...PLEASE give my man something to do other than sneeze😭)
as for Wingo and DJ... I'm actually not entirely sure what you mean! 👀 I'd love to hear more though, now you've got me curious :3
I like how you wrote about Wingo and DJ's relationships. It's natural to want to ship two best friends and create a pairing for them, but I really like that someone (like you) actually takes their journey more slowly and deliberately, rather than immediately jumping into a kiss. I tend to ship them myself, but again, I really like how you balance them in your mind. Honestly, they're even more like "brothers" than a romantic couple. Even if one of them were to think of something more, they'd still be devoted to each other. It's fair to assume Wingo is more emotionally developed. DJ is certainly not like that, although I can't say he doesn't care. DJ can always be there and protect the other. I want more of your thoughts on them. Unfortunately, Pixar forgot about DRH, so I appreciate and seek out any fan content. Please, fans, keep it up; you've done more than their creators.
thanks for the ask!- genuinely makes me happy knowing there are at least one or two people who enjoy my take on these idiots. I'll probably be sharing more stuff from time to time
I do see them romantically, just...in a very very complicated way. They're "bros" first, and that's exactly what makes it work for me
also LITERALLY starving for DRH content like- there's so much potential in these guys. But I kinda like how open-ended Pixar left them (and a lot of the other side characters). Seeing everyone's different interpretations is half the fun >:D (like frrr fan content is what got me into DRH in the first place!!)
Does Wingo ever confess his crush to DJ? If so, how does it go?
Okay so short answer: no, I don't think Wingo ever confesses.
The way longer answer is...well...their relationship exists in this really weird emotional limbo. What's interesting is that they both know something is there (just to very different extents), but they're both afraid to question it.
Wingo eventually becomes aware of his feelings. It actually takes him a while because DJ is one of his best friends, which makes it much harder to separate romantic feelings from just...loving your best friend. If DJ had been some random guy he met, I think he would've figured it out much sooner.
And I think that's exactly why he'd never confess. A confession wouldn't magically untangle years of whatever it is they've got going on. If anything, it'd probably complicate things even more. Because he knows DJ.
And DJ...uh- he's kind of a mess when it comes to feelings. In general. He doesn't like sitting with them. It makes him uncomfortable. He'd much rather keep himself busy, keep himself stimulated- anything to avoid those quiet moments where he'd actually have to think and feel.
When it comes to relationships, he's honestly not a romantic guy. He's shallow about them. He looks for quick fun and doesn't really care to put effort into anything long-term.
But Wingo is different.
The thing is, DJ doesn't have the emotional awareness to understand how he's different. He just feels that he is. He's aware that something about Wingo doesn't fit into the same box as everyone else, but he doesn't have the words for it. And he's scared to question it.
Not because of sexuality, though. If you asked him what he's into, he'd answer "women" without hesitation. That's exactly why Wingo confuses him. Why him?
Wingo kind of understands this about DJ. They met first, they're closest in age, and they've always been a little closer than the others. That bond just kept growing in the background while both of them had flings, girlfriends, hookups... until they eventually started messing around with each other too.
Knowing all of that, Wingo just wouldn't risk forcing an answer.
Silly comparison, but you know how people say the best way to tame a stray cat is to let it come to you instead of chasing it? Yeah... that's basically Wingo's approach with DJ.
Anyway, Wingo'd rather have DJ in his life than push him into confronting something he isn't ready to confront.
And the funny thing is I don't actually think they need a confession to become "a thing."
I think they just slowly drift into it. They start acting more and more like a couple without ever really deciding that's what they're doing. They sleep together, rely on each other, choose each other first, build their routines around each other...until one day everyone else is looking at them like "...aren't you two basically dating?"
Ask Wingo and he'd hesitate. Ask DJ and he'd probably go, "No?" And somehow they're both are telling the truth
That doesn't mean it doesn't hurt. It absolutely does, especially after Wingo realizes what he's feeling and spends a good while trying to convince himself it'll pass. Meanwhile DJ keeps talking about girls and other adventures.
On top of that, I think they're both (consciously and unconsciously) afraid of ruining the gang's dynamic.
Honestly, I think Boost and Snot would notice something was off before either of them fully figured it out. Not necessarily because they know what's going on, but because they care about their bros and don't want either of them getting hurt.
I also feel like I'm kinda rambling, but it's hard to explain because I don't really build their relationship by thinking "this is the plot". I build it by putting myself in their heads and following how they'd feel.
I don't think I've ever found wording that captures them perfectly. Every explanation feels like it's missing something, which is pretty of fitting tbh.
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my DRH hcs, stories and whatever exist in a vague 90s-early 2010s limbo because I NEED them to have cool era-specific phones that match their personalities, vibes and colors
not just for that reason (there's more to it) but like...oughhh
DJ with one of those phones that were basically just mp3 players that could also make calls. Wingo painting the back of his phone. Boost slamming his flip phone shut after every call- PLEASE
my DRH hcs, stories and whatever exist in a vague 90s-early 2010s limbo because I NEED them to have cool era-specific phones that match their personalities, vibes and colors
not just for that reason (there's more to it) but like...oughhh
DJ with one of those phones that were basically just mp3 players that could also make calls. Wingo painting the back of his phone. Boost slamming his flip phone shut after every call- PLEASE
hc: Storm wears an elastic knee brace on his right knee!
hours of hyperfixating on the simulator, working at the gym to stay in shape for racing, and just driving in general put a lot of strain on that knee
at first it was just something he ignored- until his health advisor insisted on doing something about it and they agreed on a knee brace
he wears it almost all the time now. it became part of his suiting up routine, work routine, etc. at this point he just puts it on without even thinking about it
he also has three that are exactly the same because "what if one gets dirty or sweaty?"
it feels really weird not wearing one now and he thinks it looks pretty cool too
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With at least two smokers in the house, you'd expect to find a lighter. Or at least a stray cigarette you could light on the stove, or like a caveman with two sticks out in the sun. If you're creative enough, you could probably even lift the hood of the car in the garage and, with some cables and a bunch of stupid ideas, manage to light it. Boost did it once. And Wingo could do that too, why not?
There's nothing to find in the whole apartment. The kitchen drawer is empty. On the balcony it smells like old ash, but no fresh traces, no proof that someone's actually been there recently. The hallway cabinet is the last place he checks- still empty.
The Monster's fine on its own. In fact, if he thinks about it, it almost feels like a cig would ruin the energy drink's taste.
He's home alone. And he doesn't even have any appointments- no tattoos to make, nothing to pierce. He could find something to do: work on the car, sketch a new design- just do something.
He opens the fridge. Out of reflex, he even checks on top of it in case a cigarette is hiding there. Obviously, there's nothing.
He grabs the drink and retreats into his den to enjoy it.
The Monster can makes a short sound when he opens it.
---
A key turns in the front door, echoing through the apartment. Wingo immediately jumps out of bed and goes to see who's home.
"Yo- DJ? Home so soon?"
"Fuck, man, I wish. Forgot sheet music. I need it tonight."
He's already moving through the apartment. Not just walking. Searching.
Wingo follows with the can in hand.
"Why didn't you call?"
"I don't know where the fuck it is. What was I supposed to say?"
DJ flips a pillow off the couch.
Another one follows.
Then a pile of clothes.
Wingo leans on the doorway, watching.
"You think it's like… alive or something?"
"Bro- it sure feels like it."
Wingo snorts.
Then he stops.
"DJ, man-"
"What?"
"Hold on a second."
He quickly goes into his room and starts digging through a pile of papers. After a while he pulls out a long rolled-up sheet and comes back triumphantly.
"Is this it?"
DJ snatches it from his hand immediately.
"Damn right it is. Where the fuck was it?"
"Well, take a wild guess-"
DJ squints at him.
"My room. Forgot about it."
"You what?"
Wingo shrugs. "I forgot."
"I've been losing my mind over this stupid thing."
"Yeah, and now you found it."
Silence. Wingo tilts his head.
"So...good ending?"
"Not the point."
Wingo steps closer.
"You know what? I think I deserve a kiss for this."
The words leave his mouth before he can stop them. By the time the last syllable comes out, he already regrets it.
DJ freezes.
Then slowly raises an eyebrow.
A grin pulls at the corner of his mouth.
"For real?"
"Uh- yeah. Yeah."
DJ studies him for a second too long for it to be comfortable.
"Alright."
He grabs Wingo's hand and kisses the back of it.
"There. Better than paying for an energy drink."
Wingo just stands there for a second. When he realizes how quiet it gets, he clears his throat.
DJ lets go immediately and carefully rolls up the sheet like it's a useless receipt, then stuffs it into his pocket.
"Anyway."
"Anyway?"
"Yeah. I'm going now."
DJ is already at the door when Wingo stops him.
"Wait-"
"What?"
"...you got a cig?"
Wingo bites his lip, lightly grabbing DJ's shirt, avoiding his gaze.
"Thought you quit."
"I did! I did! I just- it's like a cheat day? Like how people have diets and whatever? It's relaxing, right? I gotta do something with all this free time."
"I thought you'd jerk off or something."
DJ exhales, already half gone into his pocket.
"That's- what?" Wingo chokes on his words.
"At least that's what I'd do with my free time"
He tosses a lighter and a cigarette in Wingo's hand.
"Here. You're welcome." And then DJ's out the door.
Wingo stays there still, holding both.
"Yeah...cool" he mutters to himself before heading to the balcony.
---
The air is colder than he expected.
He flicks the blue lighter a few times before the flame finally appears. He inhales the smoke, holds it for a bit, then lets it out slowly.
The cigarette tastes the way DJ sometimes smells.
Wingo lets out a small breath through his nose, almost a laugh.
He studies the cigarette in his hand.
And panics for a second. The cigarette is rolled, not factory made.
Then just...breathes it in again.
He should be fine. He hopes.
---
Back inside, Wingo settles on cleaning his room.
His desk is cluttered with half-finished projects and little trinkets he swears he'll use someday.
There's a chain lying around- DJ's. He'd been searching for that too a few days ago. Wingo wraps it around his arm to not forget. Then there's a quick doodle of DJ on a scrap of paper he'd once used to keep paint from staining the desk. Next to it is another doodle-DJ's this time- A girl with absolutely massive boobs. Wingo decides maybe the closet needs some cleaning instead.
He opens the door.
Dozens of clothes stare back at him, making him reconsider for a second. He could throw some out. Or maybe repurpose them.
His wardrobe is surprisingly consistent- mostly shades of green and purple, with the occasional red or pink or even orange, and enough black to tie it all together.
Then there's an electric blue T-shirt. A navy button-up. A hoodie he's never worn before.
A couple more things that definitely aren't his size.
The closet door slams shut.
Then it opens again.
The T-shirt gets abducted. Wingo brings it to his nose. Lowers it. Again.
It's definitely been worn. Cheap body spray and a faint trace of sweat.
Wingo throws the shirt away like it might bite him. It needed a wash anyway.
A pile forms by the door.
Maybe he should just give DJ a whole shelf to himself. Or send him back to his room.
The latter isn't really an option.
---
When it's time to do the laundry, Wingo hesitates at the door.
The T-shirt is still there. He stares at it like it might move on its own. It doesn't.
He picks it back up. Just to check. That's all. That's what he tells himself.
He folds it once.
Unfolds it again.
He brings it up to his nose. He holds it for a second longer this time before lowering it. He pauses, looking.
"...yeah"
He should definitely wash it.
---
The shirt doesn't make it into the washing machine. It's badly folded and put on his bed, between some pillows.
He reaches again.
"Man, I'm fucked..."
His phone buzzes.
Like a deer caught in the headlights, he stops.
Then he grabs it. There are some texts.
need 1 more sheet
on desk i think
pls
Wingo stares at the screen. Sighs. A faint smile creeps onto his lips.
omw
He grabs the sheet music and heads out before he can think twice.
