#q!maximus

[smille-c]

Big fucking group nap 

[t4kispace]

hello qsmp tumblr !!! pls accept me!!! heres some of my non guapoduo qsmp fanart 🙇‍♂️♡ some of these r abt old lore but ill post anyway

[zolovana]

How easy it is to disappear on Quesadilla island

[yianpon]

They’re so happy and for what

[pikafaawork]

Theory Bros!!! Yeah!!!! 😂🙌

[sourlemonjuice]

COLORS OF THE WORLD!

SPICE UP YOUR LIFE!

(Btw the song is “Spice Up Your Life” by the spice girls… listening to this while drawing him is SUCH a vibe)

[kitsu-katsu]

There's SO FUCKING MUCH going on in the QSMP with the eggs, the dragon, whatever Dark is, appearing for Leonarda and possibly being the same monster as Quackity's vision after Tilín's death. It possibly being what kills the eggs when the parents don't cime within a day, as BBH pointed out, it's weird that they just die like that, they're getting hunted

Cucurucho. In general. And his apparent rivalry with the angel, telling Maxo not to trust him. Spying on everyone even more now. Watching Slime sleep, watching the group of Maxo, BBH and Foolish as they try and piece together the truth. Him showing Slime footage of his daughter getting killed

The angel telling Slime to pick between bringing back Flipa or Tilín and him choosing Tilín hoping Quackity won't find out

Maxo wanting to make a church to bring his son Trump back, but not trusting Cucurucho, telling him this better not be a joke and Cucurucho laughing at him. Maxo fearing he might become a robot like Luzu, because nobody knows who the fuck messed with Luzu

All the parents of dead eggs are getting desperate, violent, vengeful and also closer to the truth

The eggs are most likely the lotus flower from Quackity's twitter dns. Keeping the players docile and complacent as long as they're there. The ones with dead eggs are swinging towards the other end of the spectrum

Whoever is controlling the whole island experiment also has letters, which mention something about Fabergé eggs (irl a set if 69 artisanal easter eggs for the russian tzar) and how many of them can be shipped out within a week. So the eggs we know are possibly not the only ones and whoever is running this whole thing is purposely sending out new ones

And also something about sheep's blood for potions... Because it's in style?? I don't even know where the letters came from, tbh

Translation:

Kind regards

Let's go back to the XVI century! We need to make a price quotation for sheep's blood. This last fashion trend in magic formulas should be of upmost importance for the laboratory. Yes, we already know that modern budgets almost never include sheep's blood, but this is what our fashion trends seem to require.

With appreciation, we wish to receive your commercial proposals as soon as possible. We thank your great collaboration in advance in preparing the price quotations for us

This is running DEEP

[aesthetic-gem]

q!maxo: “You know why there’s people helping me? because I have friends. You don’t. QUACKITY has friends. YOU don’t.”

[sweetstove]

Theorybros sketch! Absolutely loved seeing them explore around together

[awyanno]

No little Spaniard boy, don’t go into that French person’s bed!

[crystal-jack-asripines]

Maxo’s reaction to BBH’s gift basket 💕💕💕

[smille-c]

"i have friends"

[krankas]

"You look lonely..."

No romantic context, just to be clear.

En mi delirio insomne ocasional, quise hacer algo más experimental, otra vez inspirado en una película (quizás se haga costumbre en este perfil).

Me faltó acentuar las luces naranjas de Sofía en el rostro de Max, pero yo ya no tenía ganas, así lo dejé 🚬

[routeriver]

random sketches 💪

[usakkhae]

The polycule trying to see QForever with their possible future member

[qtubpol]

hi, king. maxpierre? maxpierre for the boy?

Max looked in the mirror, sighing through his nose. Of course his hair wasn't cooperating with him, no matter how hard he tried. His hair falls around his face, and he huffs, blowing some of it away. Just as he's about to give up, someone's hands find his hair.

He pouts, looking in the reflection again to see Pierre. "You're not supposed to see me before the ceremony."

Pierre laughs quietly, grabbing the hair tie from Maxo's hand and pulling his hair up into a bun. "Well, excuse me for sneaking away from my party to see you, then."

When he was done, he kissed Maxo's cheek, arms wrapping around his middle. His chin was tucked on Maxo's shoulder, and Pierre had a soft smile on his face. "You ready?"

Maxo takes a moment, breathes, then smiles. Yeah, he's ready. He nods.