Introducing… SUMMIT ACEVEDO.

this art is so so good

forgot to post them here, but have some vamp dads 🖤

working on four separate drawings to post and ends up posting none <<<<<

guess my favorite vocaloid

they have my heart <33

Norman

lazy background bah

crk hc #1

burning spice is parfait cookies adopted father and her, licorice cookie, and red velvet are poly.

now HEAR ME OUT.

this is unrelated to the actual lore but imagining their gen z kpop daughter and millennial rock dad vibes are throwing me into a comatose. her and licorice cookie r so cute the opposites attract trope ❤️ and her knight in shining armor that also loves the little loser he’s got the best of both worlds and my baby licorice cookie just has his lovely partners and i love them and thankyou for listening to my ted talk <3

but to be honest anything w parfait cookie is so goated she’s the best i love her and i’m proud to say she was my first favriute cookie 🎀🎀

i’m loving this sm these r so fun

also clarifying in case last one wasn’t obvious these r just doodles of funny ones i got from the website :3 i just draw the ones that r funny not my actual hcs <3333

Hollis Herron/Felix Jones- First meeting.

-first time writing kinda!! or at least posting a writing ehe.. anyways please offer criticism and enjoy!!

Injured and stumbling, Hollis had invited himself into the hotel which Felix resided as a stranger, the receptionist. Blood seeped from his shoulder down his knuckles, a tight grasp on the gash sustained on his arm.

“Excuse me..- hhK—.. r-room please.. how much..” choked out he, seething and clearly struggling to breathe.

Felix had his eye on the intriguing scene the whole time, only frozen with concern and panic as the person of his interest actually spoke to him. “S-sir-.. Do you need medical attention..? We have the finest doctors and-..”

“Room. Please..-“ With difficulty a fat band of cash enough to pay for 3 rooms was slammed onto the desk.

“Yes.. Follow me.” As a well paid employee it was only in his bets interest to let rich people do as the rich do.. though he did feel the need to help. He lead the injured man to a room nearest the top floor, opening the door for him and bowing. “Welcome. Number 402..”

He tripped into the room with his ichor staining all of his clothes, his destination being the clean burgundy couch. said couch was now stained a deeper shade of rose.

Fenix hadn’t much choice but to stare with intrigue whilst he was rendered too worried to leave. “I didn’t catch your last name.. What was it sir?” Due to policy he couldn’t refuse a paying customer but the rule didn’t make sense to him.

“Herron..” His head had rolled back and relaxed onto the couch as much as it could as he took in his surroundings, everything seeming to dim in and out. “..Medical-..attention.. T-This building has it..?” Weak, he’d looked to the red head in search of some truth to the advertising he’d done earlier.

The shorter of the two perked up, he began to step out of the room. “Yes! I’ll get you some swiftly-“

“Is it- ah.. discrete..?-“ The pain had began to numb by now, yet it was becoming increasingly difficult to appear conscious.

“Discrete..? Sir if I may be so bold you need attention immediately.. but I can request an alias.” Fenix argued, rolling his eyes.

“Just-.. j-just Dan..” Silence followed, and his eyes no longer opened.

—

Hollis didn’t remember what led him to waking up with a red head beside him, the gauze on his arm and chest, and inside of a medical room. He did remember however that his head was no longer as painful as it’d been moments before he blacked out, nor was his body, it was all numb.

Felix hummed a small tune whilst playing with a wrap of gauze and sitting on the edge of the strangers bed.

“Hello.” Began the stranger, sitting up now.

He turned around quickly, putting the medical wrap down and standing up. “Sir.. Are you feeling better?”

“What happened to me?”

“Uh.. As far as we’re aware you sustained several minor injuries to your arm, your side, and your ribs.. but the doctors were able to fix you up quite nicely and prescribe you treatments- They even went as far as to offer breathing practices with experts.” It surprised him truly all the company’d do to keep a customer, but it was nice knowing that anyone who lived here was safe. At least anyone who didn’t work there as a mere receptionist.

“I understand.” He took a moment more to process his situation and recognized that he was in danger. “..And you used the alias correct?”

“Yes, I did.”

“Good..” He sighed, leaning back in the blinding white sheets.

“Your clothes are also being cleaned thoroughly, everything should be prepared and well before the night is over. As well as your injuries.” He spoke proudly considering it was very late into the night, they weren’t even supposed to have taken in anymore clients yet they couldn’t turn the bloody man away. Fenix swallowed hard, nervous when the thoughts he’d been having fled back to his mind. With all the gore and secrecy, had this person been someone dangerous? Affiliated with maybe? It truly looked like no accident.. but it wasn’t his job to ask.

“If you’d be so kind, please escort me back to my room.”

“I apologize sir but i can’t ignore the doctor’s orders for you to be in this bed tonight, it’s for your health.” ‘and my job..’, thought he.

“That won’t do. Inform your doctor that I’ll be in my room, thank you.” With that he stood, letting the drapes of cloth fall to his mid leg. “…” Disregarding that, slow steps were taken before he reached the door and opened it with some childlike determination.

The fear of losing his job made Fenix rush to go stop him. “Excuse me- please.. ah.. If you’re going to leave, I will escort you then, is that okay?”

“Quite.“ He stood out of the way and let him lead.

Suddenly disheartened he shrank yet did as he offered, keeping his eye on the unstable man. “S-Sir.. did you even know where you were going..”

“..no.”

Both had muttered to each other under their breaths now, one of disbelief and the other of mindless pride broken by admitting to a crime.

Despite that, what was most important was that Hollis had been escorted successfully and safely.

“Are you going to hold my hand for the rest of the night? Hm?” Hummed he to the shorter who had followed him even into his own kitchen. Caught in the act of worry, Fenix took a step back. “Apologies sir I truly just.. Don’t feel comfortable knowing you’re injured and refuse treatment.”

“Ah.” Pouring a glass of white wine, he offered some to his new companion. “I wouldn’t mind having you stay.. yet I can’t have you. My line of work per-say is dangerous and I’d rather you didn’t get injured as well.” Hollis watched the windows and noticed the heavy curtains darkened by the absence of sunlight.

“This place is heavily guarded- I assure you there won’t be any break-ins or criminal activity if that’s what you’re worried about.”

“Not exactly. Please, stay in your room. You can have the glass.”

Fenix was rushed out in a matter of seconds, the warmth of his hands still on his back from when he’d pushed him out even minutes later. Their first meeting had come to an end.

Hollis held his chest along with his glass, frowning as his back slid down the door. He hadn’t meant to rope anyone else into this and that’s how it would stay, the cute receptionist would simply have to be that to him, even offering him a drink was a bad idea.