Aug 27, 2015
novelty t-shirts for the road nerds
(shout out to princessirisse for max’s shirt)
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novelty t-shirts for the road nerds
(shout out to princessirisse for max’s shirt)
nbluthien replied to your post “holy shit i love my OCs so much”
i love your ocs too they're all so great uwu
RIGHT BACK AT YA BAB. YOUR KIDS ARE LIKE ALL MY NEPHEWS AND NIECES I LOVE THEM.
nbluthien replied to your post “nbluthien replied to your post “nbluthien replied to your post “why...”
I REALLY WANT TO FFFF. I went through a stage where I was totally obsessed with pirates and pirate ships (and wrote potc fanfiction lmao) so I LOOOVE writing pirate stories in general AND THIS WOULD TRANSLATE INTO ONE SO WELL AAA
DUDE YOU COULD PULL IT OFF SO GOOD OH MY GOSH AND I WOULD PROBABLY END UP DRAWING FANART FOR IT AHHHHHHHHHHHHH
nbluthien replied to your post “nbluthien replied to your post “why be productive when i can just...”
idk if i would ever actually get around to it but if the inspiration ever struck do i have ur blessing to write the pirate au?? :o
YOU HAVE MY BLESSING 5000000000% OH MY GOD
nbluthien replied to your post “why be productive when i can just think about Mad Max AUs i’ll never...”
THE PIRATE AND WESTERN AUS HOOOOOO BOYYYYY I LOVE THEM
I THINK I MIGHT END UP WRITING THE DOMESTIC AU BUT I DESPERATELY WANT TO WRITE THE PIRATE ONE AS WELL. I WANT TO WRITE ALL OF THEM. BUT I’M NOT GOOD ENOUGH TO DO THEM JUSTICE.
why be productive when i can just think about Mad Max AUs i’ll never write??
1920s gangster AU: the War Boys and the Many Mothers are embroiled in a blood fued, and Max is a bootlegger who gets caught up in Furiosa’s plan to push Immortan Joe off her patch once and for all
Inception AU: Furiosa and the Sisters are an elite Dream Team attempting to carry out Inception on corrupt politician Joe Immortan, but have to deal with the shade of their murdered friend Angharad and the equally stubborn ghosts of their new Point Man, Max
Wild West AU: Max is the new sheriff in town and Joe runs a notorious tavern called Valhalla, and Furiosa’s all-female posse rides in one day demanding vengeance for Joe’s past crimes
ridiculous domestic AU: Furiosa has just bought a rickety old beach house and plans to renovate it with the Sisters, and Max is the laconic next door neighbour with too many dogs who helps them paint in exchange for cookies
pirates AU: the Boltcutter is Furiosa’s ship, the Sisters and Vuvalini are her crew, and Immortan Joe has made it his life’s work to send them to Davy Jones’ locker. Max wakes up chained to an oar in the belly of Joe’s ship, angry as hell and desperate to escape
I WILL READ EVERY SINGLE AU I S2G
temperance and the sun c:
Temperance: Your ideal day.
me talking about mad max for several hours and everyone is interested and comments and cries along with me, then my friends come over and we play video games. i get my letter from hogwarts. a sweet, funny lumberjack-looking guy runs in off the street and declares his love for me. finish the day off with ravioli for dinner :’)
The Sun: Your happiest memory.
Oh gosh um? Maybe performing my HSC drama group piece? Everyone loved it and laughed in the right places! That was pretty nice c:
Prompt word: BABY
oH GOD. O H GOD. OKAY. i was 110% gonna do this for Mad Max but I’m already gonna write a fic about that so I’ll do it for my OCs instead c:
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Gideon’s daughter was born in the Spring and named for the moon. Selise, they called her, because they’d fallen in love with the moon as their only witness, and danced together secretly under the stars.
She was a slip of a thing, he thought, staring at the bundle in his wife’s arms. He was half afraid to hold her, scared he’d drop her, scared she’d start crying. But Razia was smiling at him tiredly, and gods she looked beautiful, and this was his daughter, his daughter, and before he quite knew what was happening he had an armful of tiny infant held tightly to his chest.
He was dimly aware that he was grinning like a fool. My daughter. Our daughter. He looked up at Razia - exhausted, radiant, beautiful - and she held out her hand to him. He sat carefully on the bed and wrapped his free arm around her shoulders, pressing a kiss into her hair.
Soon they’d have duties to return to - a whole damned kingdom to run - but for now, this was enough.