Lightning doesn’t belong to me, I’m 19… all that fun stuff…
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VERSE ONE: Cars Verse. (Can be before or after Cars 3; he’s still a vehicle in this one.)
VERSE TWO: Dogified Cars Verse. (This AU belongs to @floridianfireflyfaith! Thanks to her for letting me use it!)
VERSE THREE: Humanized. (Can be pre-or-post Cars 3.)
VERSE FOUR: Zootopia. (Lightning McQueen is a cheetah here, a race car driver! I have permission from @storybounded to use her info on this verse, as she used to muse him.)
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Hudson’s eyes got even bigger. This pup towered over him!
Now unable to stop his legs from shaking but fighting to keep from crouching and tucking his tail, he gulped; then he growled and bared his teeth. His retriever-like ears angled back.
“I think I’m safe,” he told the other, holding his head up higher. “N’ you can’t hurt me, anyway! My dad’s Lightning McQueen. He’ll sue your parents!”
Now feeling a sudden inflation of his ego, he took a step forward, his eyes glittering.
"I'm not forking over anything," the mastiff puppy argued. "I don't care if your dad's LAST PLACE MCQUEEN. I saw those last races! Total joke!"
"AT LEAST MY PANTS SIZE ISN'T THE EQUATOR!" cried a certain rat from a short distance away. "NO BECAUSE HE RUNS HIS MOUTH TOO MUCH! YOUR MOM WAS LAST PLACE AT THE DOG SHOW TURD BREATH!!!"
The mastiff stood up, towering over Hudson, his little hackles raised. "What'd you call me!?"
“You’re too stupid ‘ta even know how racing works,” the smaller pup glared, beginning to feel less afraid and more angry. “He got second at th-”
…uh-oh.
Hudson whipped his head around and looked at Wolfgang in both horror and dismay. You’re gonna get me in SO much trouble!! he seemed to say.
Suddenly a shadow came over part of him; the puppy craned his neck up, bristling and instinctively crouching, slowly… but then he stopped, thrust his muzzle in the mastiff’s face, and growled as loudly as his vocal cords allowed.
“I called you STUPID, TURD BREATH!!” he yelled.
Then, making a foolish (or brave?) decision, the red-and-beige mix lashed out and chomped down as hard as he could on the other puppy’s front paw, shaking his head back and forth like a chew toy.
“I AM tough!” the puppy exclaimed, puffing out his fluffy, scruffy chest. “I-… wait- uh, marshmallows…?”
Hudson had a hard time trying to follow for a moment, and he was only able to concentrate again when he heard ‘acceptance test’.
“Ooh, like… an- an initiation! Yeah!! I can do-… it…!”
…but when the little mixed-breed saw where Wolfgang had pointed, his floppy ears sank as low as they could, his aqua orbs stretched wide, and his fluffy tail dropped.
“U-uh… y’mean… him?” he nearly squeaked, eyeing the Mastiff pup with shrunken pupils and shaky, tense shoulders. Hudson rapidly tried to backpedal, struggling to get his words out coherently without sounding as scared as he was.
“I-I mean, I would, but I don’t wanna get hurt!” he fibbed, partially tucking his tail. “But you said you don’t want any chickens in the-… um, ‘Bout Dat Action…”
I’m a McQueen! he thought, inhaling through his nose. I’m no quitter!
“O-ok… fine, I… I’ll do it.”
But if I get hurt, I’m tellin’ Palomine that you made me do it!
Shaking, scrawny legs led the fearful pup towards the bigger pup, and, just as the other looked up, his eyes half-lidded, Hudson stiffened his trembling forelegs and glared. “I-… g-gimme that bone,” he demanded, but he could feel just how hard his heart was pounding in his beige-furred chest, and he wanted to run off.
Still, he untucked his tail and wrinkled his muzzle. “Didn’t y’ hear me? Gimme the bone.”
Hudson’s eyes got even bigger. This pup towered over him!
Now unable to stop his legs from shaking but fighting to keep from crouching and tucking his tail, he gulped; then he growled and bared his teeth. His retriever-like ears angled back.
“I think I’m safe,” he told the other, holding his head up higher. “N’ you can’t hurt me, anyway! My dad’s Lightning McQueen. He’ll sue your parents!”
Now feeling a sudden inflation of his ego, he took a step forward, his eyes glittering.
An assortment of questions for fans/friends to interview idol muses. Idol muses to speak candidly, managers of idol muses and rival idol groups. Feel free to to send anonymously or not. Adjust pronouns as needed.
INTERVIEW
❛ Are the rumors about you and [name] true? ❜
❛ We all know you have a secret [boyfriend/girlfriend/partner] so stop hiding them already. ❜
❛ What's your type? ❜
❛ You’ve been spotted with [name] a lot lately… is there something going on between you two? ❜
❛ Fans noticed you weren’t wearing your ring at the last performance. Does that mean anything? ❜
❛ How could you and [name] be together?! They aren't even your type! ❜
❛ Who was that mystery person you were photographed leaving the hotel with? ❜
❛ People say you and [name] aren’t as close anymore. What happened? ❜
❛ Do you ever get jealous seeing other idols date openly? ❜
❛ Have you ever broken a dating ban… and did you get caught? ❜
❛ Tell me exactly who you’re dating right now. I need names. ❜
❛ I want the details about the last time you kissed someone. Don’t leave anything out. ❜
❛ Who was the last person you texted before going on stage tonight? ❜
❛ Is it true one of your songs is secretly about a breakup? ❜
❛ Some fans think your chemistry with [name] is too good to be acting. What do you say to that? ❜
❛ Why did you unfollow [name] on Instagram? ❜
❛ Rumor has it you almost quit the group once, is that true? ❜
❛ Do you think your fans would accept you if you admitted to dating? ❜
❛ You seemed upset during the encore last night. Was something going on backstage? ❜
❛ What does your pillow smell like? ❜
❛ Tell me every person you’ve ever kissed, dated, or wanted to kiss. ❜
❛ Who was your first love, and do you still think about them? ❜
❛ Is there a rivalry between you and [name/group], or are fans just imagining it? ❜
❛ How many times have you had your heart broken since debut? ❜
❛ If you could date anyone right now, idol or not, who would it be? ❜
❛ How do you feel about the hate comments calling you the “weakest” in the group? ❜
❛ Is it true your family doesn’t support your career? ❜
❛ Why are there always strange marks or bruises on your arms? Are you hiding something? ❜
❛ Why are there always rumors of accidents and bad luck after your fan meetings? ❜
❛ How much of what we see on stage is actually you? ❜
❛ Some say you only got this far because of your looks. How do you feel about that? ❜
❛ What’s your response to rumors that you’ve secretly dated older men in the industry? ❜
❛ Do you ever worry that your fans don’t actually know the real you? ❜
IDOL
❛ Haha yeah I’m fine. Just crying in the company bathroom stall again, it’s basically part of the schedule at this point. ❜
❛ If one more person tells me to ‘just smile more,’ I will simply evaporate into the void. ❜
❛ I love being called a ‘national treasure’ while my mental health is actively being repossessed. ❜
❛ I have an angelic voice? Yeah I better, I sold my soul two comebacks ago. ❜
❛ Haha no worries, I didn’t want free will anyway. ❜
❛ I can’t remember the last time I was just… myself. ❜
❛ They don’t love me, they love the version of me I’ve been forced to play. ❜
❛ Every smile I give feels like a mask I can’t take off. ❜
❛ I’m surrounded by fans, but I’ve never felt lonelier. ❜
❛ I’ve given them everything, and somehow it’s still never enough. ❜
❛ When the lights go out, I feel like I disappear too. ❜
❛ I thought this stage would be my dream, but it feels more like a cage. ❜
❛ They’ve taken my voice, my image, my life… and left me with nothing. ❜
❛ I’m tired of being perfect for everyone else. ❜
❛ I can’t keep pretending I’m okay just because people need me to smile. ❜
❛ I look in the mirror and don’t recognize who’s staring back at me. ❜
❛ I’m not sure anyone remembers who I was before the fame. ❜
❛ Sometimes I wonder if my smile looks more serial killer or more hostage situation. ❜
❛ If I collapse on stage, just tell them it was part of the choreography. ❜
❛ Yeah I’m totally living the dream … if the dream is capitalism in glitter. ❜
❛ Why do fans keep saying I look tired? Bestie, that’s not a look, that’s a lifestyle. ❜
❛ Every time I bow, I’m also spiritually collapsing. Multi-tasking queen. ❜
❛ The company said ‘no dating,’ so now I’m in a committed relationship with burnout. ❜
❛ If I smile any harder, my jaw is going to file for workers comp. ❜
❛ Sometimes I wonder if disappearing would even matter… or if they’d just replace me. ❜
❛ I can’t tell if I’m loved or if I’m just entertainment. ❜
❛ Sure I’m loved by millions, but can I be loved by a nap? ❜
❛ My therapist said I should set boundaries, and I told her I don’t have the rights to those. ❜
❛ Yeah, I’m fine. By fine I mean emotionally concussed but still sparkly. ❜
❛ Who needs therapy when you have a fandom shipping you with your bandmates? ❜
❛ Don’t worry, if I burn out completely, the company will just rebrand me as a tragic backstory. ❜
❛ I can’t believe people ship me with my bandmate… actually, never mind, I totally can. ❜
❛ The fans think I’m secretly dating someone but I don’t even have time to secretly sleep. ❜
❛ Honestly, if you’re going to stalk me, at least buy merch first. Support small businesses. ❜
❛ Imagine being accused of having a sugar daddy when I can’t even afford boba. ❜
❛ The company told me to act innocent, but my resting face is literally “guilty.” ❜
❛ Dating scandal? No, babe, I’m just socially awkward and stood too close. ❜
❛ Honestly, if I get canceled, I hope it’s for something cool. Like summoning demons. ❜
❛ I can’t wink without breaking someone’s heart. It’s a gift and a curse. ❜
❛ I stayed up all night thinking of captions… still none were worthy of my brilliance. ❜
❛ I think people think I’m mysterious, but I honestly just forgot my lines again. ❜
❛ Cute? Yeah. Innocent? Absolutely not. ❜
❛ Honestly, I don’t even have competition. I am the standard. ❜
❛ They should be grateful just to breathe the same air as me. ❜
❛ I don’t practice to improve. I practice so I don’t get bored. ❜
❛ Every stage is mine the second I step on it. ❜
❛ The industry doesn’t deserve me, but here I am anyway. ❜
❛ You can’t rush art, and I am… art. ❜
❛ Don’t tag me in that picture, my hair looks criminal. ❜
❛ Which angle makes me look more like a legend? Left or left? ❜
❛ Hi! Hi! Did you eat? Drink water? Stretch?? ❜
❛ I’m just happy to be here—actually no, I’m thrilled! ❜
❛ Oh my gosh, I love your outfit, it’s so… you! ❜
❛ I baked cookies! Don’t ask if they’re edible, just take one! ❜
❛ Life’s too short to frown, so smile with me, okay? ❜
❛ Pretty stage dresses feel like straightjackets. ❜
❛ Wanna arm wrestle? No cameras, I just want to prove I can. ❜
❛ I clean up well, but don’t get used to it. ❜
❛ Ugh, I’m not leaving this couch for less than a paycheck. ❜
❛ Want me to carry that for you? No, really, it’s like a warm-up set. ❜
❛ If I miss one workout, I feel like I’m betraying my muscles. ❜
❛ I’m everyone’s sweetheart on stage, everyone’s nightmare off stage. ❜
❛ I promise I’ll be my best self… eventually. ❜
❛ Sure, I’ll wear the dress. Just don’t expect me to sit still in it. ❜
❛ You think I look scary? Good. Means you’re paying attention. ❜
❛ I’m not here to be soft. I’m here to be unforgettable. ❜
❛ My parents told me to “tone it down,” so I got louder. ❜
❛ Don’t call me delicate. I’ll break before I bend. ❜
❛ If confidence looks like arrogance, then fine, I’m arrogant. ❜
❛ My favorite accessory is attitude. ❜
❛ If I don’t fit the mold, maybe the mold is the problem. ❜
MANAGER
❛ You’re adorable. You’re also an insomniac menace. Balance that. ❜
❛ Smile like you’re happy, not like you’re plotting a homicide please. ❜
❛ I know you secretly hate the fluffy photo shoots but can you please just cooperate? ❜
❛ Stop arguing with the choreographer. Just dance. ❜
❛ The outfit isn’t negotiable. You look fine. Stop sulking. ❜
❛ I know you think it’s unfair but the schedule doesn’t bend for anyone. ❜
❛ Stop staring at the fans like that. You’re making them uncomfortable. ❜
❛ I don’t want excuses about the lines. You’ve had weeks to memorize them. ❜
❛ Hydrate. Eat. Sleep. Repeat. If you skip one, you ruin everything. ❜
❛ I don’t care if you’re “not feeling it” get out there and perform. ❜
❛ This isn’t personal. You’re just part of a machine. Handle it. ❜
❛ You think I don’t notice you skipping meals? Eat. For me. ❜
❛ Stop staring at your phone. I’m worried you’re overthinking every comment. ❜
❛ Get your rest tonight. No, seriously. I mean it. Sleep. ❜
❛ You’re going to be cranky tomorrow if you don’t eat. Trust me, the fans don’t want a cranky performance. ❜
❛ I know you’re anxious about the performance, but you’re not allowed to talk yourself out of it. ❜
❛ I know you want to do everything perfectly, but you’re human. Even the fans know that. ❜
❛ Stop rolling your eyes. You’re not the only one stressed. And yes, I’m stressed too. ❜
❛ You can complain, sulk, or glare at me all you want but I’m not letting anything happen to you out there. ❜
❛ I can see you’re frustrated. Let’s take five, breathe, and then kill that stage. ❜
❛ If you stumble on stage, it won’t be the end of the world. I’ll still be proud of you. ❜
❛ I can see how exhausted you are, and it terrifies me. Please… rest. ❜
❛ You don’t have to be perfect. You just have to be you, and that’s enough for me. ❜
❛ If you cry tonight, I’ll sit with you. I don’t care where or when. ❜
RIVALS
❛ Congrats on the win… must feel nice to finally beat us once. ❜
❛ Cute choreography. Did your mommy help with that? ❜
❛ Oh, you call that singing live? Brave. ❜
❛ Enjoy the spotlight while it lasts. We’ll be taking it back. ❜
❛ Don’t get too comfortable. The charts won’t coddle you for long. ❜
❛ Wow, matching outfits again? Original. ❜
❛ Nice try. We did it first, and better. ❜
❛ Keep practicing. Maybe one day you’ll reach our level. ❜
❛ Oh, you won? Congrats. The pity votes really came through. ❜
❛ That fan chant sounded weak. Guess ours drowned yours out. ❜
❛ Funny how you’re always “inspired” by us. ❜
❛ Do you even remember what it’s like to win first place? ❜
❛ Thanks for being our opening act. You really warm up the crowd. ❜
❛ We’re not rivals. You’re just chasing our shadow. ❜
❛ Smile while you can. Scandals don’t stay buried forever. ❜
❛ Don’t confuse popularity with talent. ❜
❛ Better luck next comeback. Or the one after. Or… the one after that. ❜
❛ Try not to trip over our leftovers. ❜
❛ It must be exhausting, always running after us. ❜
❛ Cute fanbase you’ve got. Shame half of them stream our songs too. ❜
❛ Oh, you looked so… energetic up there. Really gave it your all. ❜
❛ That high note was bold. Not everyone could pull that off. ❜
❛ Your concept this album feels… familiar. Déjà vu, maybe. ❜
❛ It’s cute how hard you’re working to keep up. ❜
❛ You’ve really improved since your debut. Still a little rough, but progress. ❜
❛ Your fans must be proud you tried. ❜
❛ That outfit was daring. Personally, I’d never risk it. ❜
❛ Oh, you’re trending! Even if it’s not for your music. ❜
❛ Your performance was… refreshing. I can’t say I’ve ever seen something like that before. ❜
❛ Your choreography looks exhausting. We’d never put our members through that. ❜
❛ The passion you bring to the stage almost distracts from the mistakes. Almost. ❜
❛ You’ve really carved out your own little niche. It’s… adorable. ❜
❛ We love how unique your styling is. It really stands out in the industry. ❜
❛ That concept must have been hard for you to pull off. Good effort, though. ❜
❛ You’ve really nailed the art of making the most out of very little. ❜
❛ So glad to see you guys getting recognition at last. ❜
❛ You’ve got such dedicated fans. It’s sweet how much they support you. ❜
❛ Every group has their strengths. Yours are… well, different. ❜
❛ You definitely gave people something to talk about. ❜
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(⚡️) Me, rewatching Cars because my dad saw it was on before I woke up, talking to him: I won’t recite all the lines as they come. I’ll try. But you don’t get it. It’s hard not to.
Dad: You will. Don’t do it. Doooon’t…
Me, grinning like a little shit: ‘SERPENTINE, SERPENTINE!!’
"Hudson, if you want to be a member of BDA, you want to roll with us, you need to be tough. TOUGH AS NAILS! We don't want any crybaby, wet-tissue-paper marshmallows claiming the prestigious BDA title!"
Wolfgang was extra bossy today. A few other little rats stood nearby. Their parents had no idea about this.
"We don't just talk the talk in Bout Dat Action. WE WALK THE WALK. So here's your acceptance test. See him?"
He pointed to a puppy about Hudson's age. He was huge. His head was huge, his paws were huge, and his fur made him look even huger. He was chewing a massive bone and didn't seem to notice them.
"You are going to walk up to him and take that bone from him. Any questions?!"
“I AM tough!” the puppy exclaimed, puffing out his fluffy, scruffy chest. “I-… wait- uh, marshmallows…?”
Hudson had a hard time trying to follow for a moment, and he was only able to concentrate again when he heard ‘acceptance test’.
“Ooh, like… an- an initiation! Yeah!! I can do-… it…!”
…but when the little mixed-breed saw where Wolfgang had pointed, his floppy ears sank as low as they could, his aqua orbs stretched wide, and his fluffy tail dropped.
“U-uh… y’mean… him?” he nearly squeaked, eyeing the Mastiff pup with shrunken pupils and shaky, tense shoulders. Hudson rapidly tried to backpedal, struggling to get his words out coherently without sounding as scared as he was.
“I-I mean, I would, but I don’t wanna get hurt!” he fibbed, partially tucking his tail. “But you said you don’t want any chickens in the-… um, ‘Bout Dat Action…”
I’m a McQueen! he thought, inhaling through his nose. I’m no quitter!
“O-ok… fine, I… I’ll do it.”
But if I get hurt, I’m tellin’ Palomine that you made me do it!
Shaking, scrawny legs led the fearful pup towards the bigger pup, and, just as the other looked up, his eyes half-lidded, Hudson stiffened his trembling forelegs and glared. “I-… g-gimme that bone,” he demanded, but he could feel just how hard his heart was pounding in his beige-furred chest, and he wanted to run off.
Still, he untucked his tail and wrinkled his muzzle. “Didn’t y’ hear me? Gimme the bone.”
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WHOO-HOO THIS GIRL’S REDESIGN IS FINALLY DONE!! 8D
Finally introducing Cruz Ramirez! She’s based off of a Basque Shepherd - hence the dark spot at the base of her tail the extra floof, and them big, floppy ears.
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I was commissioned to draw a pose reference for someone! (Why I'm not showing the full art just yet)
It was seven characters and I charged around $80. Took me forever though since I spend allot of time trying to think up poses. But the client was amazing and I'm happy with how it came out!
*stealing one of mcqueen's tires and quickly tries to peddle away from the scene*
The racer had actually been passing by his pits to meet an interviewer as Bruiser was sneaking off with a tire, and, though he didn’t give it away, he’d noticed.
Irritated by this… weird little act of petty theft, McQueen blew out through his mouth, pulled up somewhat close behind the pittie, and revved his engine, just once.
