Having trolled some of the AO3 Fury Road tag, I’ve learned something interesting.
I am AGGRRESSIVELY here for everything involving Max and Furiosa.
I like them best as Epic Lifelong Drift-Compatible Postapocalypse Badass Bros. They are the BroTP to end all BroTPs. But hey.
Aromantic casual sex buddies who snark and spar? I’m down, let’s go, I’m so down with that shit.
Asexual partners who drive around and sleep next to each other because it makes them feel safe? Give it to me.
Soul mates in every way, sexual, romantic, practical, all of the above, who cobble together a slapdash system for running the Citadel and work through their issues? Hell yeah, hELL FUCKING YEAH.
Long-suffering pseudo-parents to the Wives (who ship it like FedEx) and the War Boys (who worship both of their badassery in a much more healthy way than they worshipped Joe)? I AM READY.
Witness me becoming absolute trash.
In maybe, MAYBE, eight hours, this post has gotten more notes than anything I’ve ever posted. Scratch that, possibly more notes than EVERYTHING I’ve ever posted, put together.
What the fuck do I even do with that.
(via dyinghistoric)
