Oh I know the need, Darling, I do. Here you go! 

- Aftermath - T - 4.7k - Gen

It's one thing to stand and scream "We are not things!" It is something different to sit down in the quiet that follows and find what that means.

- The Mountains Are The Same (series)

Furiosa and her War Boys, before and after. Plus, Max! Character Studies and stories from the Citadel.

- The Allmother of the Citadel - T - 3.7k - Furiosa/Max 

“Allmother?” Max asks.

“Hmm?” Furiosa asks, automatically.

“They call you ‘Allmother’,” Max says. “Met some Rocketboys last month that spat whenever they said it. Didn’t know they meant you.”

The look on his face suggested he was severely disappointed, as if he intensely regretted whatever he had done to the Rocketboys. If Furiosa knew him, which she suspected she did, Max regretted killing them so quickly.

- Somewhere That's Green - G - 5.9k - Gen

After a sting operation to take down a human trafficking syndicate, Officers Rockatansky and Furiosa cannot lose the women they helped saved to the system...

- Angharad - T - 1k - Angharad/Capable

Angharad has a monster under her ribs. Angharad is full to the brim with love. 

They are close to the end, she thinks, and when they get there, the relief will be so great she is not sure she will survive it. But Capable will, and Toast will, and Dag and Cheedo will, and it has always been about them and not about her.

- Capable - T - 1k -  Angharad/Capable

In the vault, Capable feels a kinship with the walls. They are strong, and terrible, and they hold things back, and keep things in, and Capable thinks she is all of that, and silent, and hard, and eternal. She thinks she might be death itself, wriggling under the skin of everyone born into this world. She thinks she is blood, and bone, and poison.

She tells Angharad this, when she asks, and Angharad takes her hand again, and kisses her palm, and kisses the tips of her fingers, and kisses the inside of her wrist.

“It’s him who is death,” she says, very quietly. “You are hope.”

- Toast - T - 1k - Gen

Toast counts bullets in her head. She had learned at an early age what bullets went in what guns, it’s an important thing to know when you’re clinging to the back of a Buzzard. Passing the wrong bullets could mean their death, and yours. It could be an important thing to know still, she reasons, even locked up as she is. The world still exists outside, and she plans to be a part of it again, even if it takes her ten thousand days.

- The Dag - T - 1k - Dag/Cheedo

Dag thinks sometimes, watching Miss Giddy with her crinkled paper skin, that maybe one day she will have read so much the words will wriggle their way under her skin and fix there. Grey and green and ghost-like. Words like photosynthesis, written down the curve of her ribs, or ephemeral, curled up in the crook of her elbow. She thinks she might like to be a girl-book, unbreakable and permanent.

- Cheedo - T - 1k - Dag/Cheedo

Cheedo knows that she is sometimes fragile. She knows too that it is not what Immortan Joe thinks it is. It is not a girl in love, and scared, and soft, and pretty (though sometimes she is those things too). It is a girl who can be broken, and broken, and broken again, and she will still come back, and come back, and come back again, just the same but with scars to show. 

Angharad tells her that, sitting in the water, and Cheedo thinks that maybe she already knew it. Wretched children are born broken after all.

- vaster than empires, and more slow - G - 1k - Dag/Cheedo

The first tree Dag plants is an oak. She plants it for Angharad.

- wide as the salts, deep as the sky - G - 2.7k - Dag/Cheedo

This is what you wish in the wasteland: that your children will be scarier than those that might devour them.

- deeper than skin - G - 2.9k - Dag/Cheedo

When she was born, her parents named her something softer and sweeter.

- Inked - T - 1.4k - Gen

Max doesn't know what they wrote on him.

- Paper Beats Rock - T - 1.5k -  Gen

We learn from the comics that Rictus is afraid of Furiosa. I think we need more details than that.

—

Four seconds this time. She blamed the new arm.

Immortan Joe’s son was unconscious but they were close enough to the chop shop. She mentally washed herself of the situation.

Instead Furiosa turned towards her raiding party, who’d followed her out of the Mechanic’s, and tilted her head towards the mess halls. Turned to leave, and they walked with her, running, sometimes up the walls to spring further ahead, energy buzzing under their skin like they had fought as she had fought. Like she had fought, for them.

Huh.

Furiosa glanced at her new hand and then back at them, and nodded. They grinned back, full of teeth.

- What the Light Touches - G - 2.6k - Gen

Furiosa had thought she was leaving her pelt behind for good when she stole the War Rig, trapping her forever as a human- a worthy sacrifice to atone for her sins.

- Children Of The Universe - M - 4.8k - Mostly Gen

Their babies will not be warlords. They know who killed the world. They are not things.

This is the story of the Five Wives.

- In The Dry Land - T - 5.9k - Nuxable

The desert gives, and the desert takes away. And sometimes, the desert gives something back.

(Nux unlives. This is probably ridiculous.)

- What's Lost and What's Found - G - 1.8k - Gen

Post-movie. Max is alone again but not for long, as he has visitors old and new.

- Eternal - T - 4k - Nuxable (but not the focus)

On the third day, Nux makes his way to the Citadel, carrying the War Rig’s replacement steering wheel in his hands.

- Didn't Get to Heaven, but You Made It Close - G - 2.6k - Nuxable

For the first thirteen days since their triumphant return into the city, Capable has been searching the horizon for him.

- Slow Day - G - 2.1k - Nuxable

Capable has had the slowest day at the North Citadel Hospital. Her saving grace from boredom comes in the form an injured mechanic named Nux.

- Chasing Valhalla - M - 28.7k - suxable

Slit wakes up in the wreckage, broken and burnt and banned from the glory of Valhalla. At least he's not alone.

Nux/Slit and Nux/Capable slowly merging into a happy triangle

- Black like Motor Oil and Sweet like You - M - 68.6k - suxable (Not Completed)

Repairing In War is by far my most favourite fanfic.