okay i’m not sure if this will be quick because there’s a LOT HAHA
the last lab rat ocs:
dew - 23, he/him, autistic, trans, polyamorous asexual panromantic. anton’s sad test subject with wings and weird eyes. loves to fly and loves his friends
anton - 26, he/it, autistic, trans, aroace. silly mad scientist. does not want to think about his past. tries to be nice to his test subjects but fails at it
max - 22 when they died, they/it, autistic, ptsd, genderqueer, gay. anton’s previous test subject who died mysteriously and haunts the lab as a ghost. has trouble remembering. went through the horrors
basil and sasha - anton’s mouse and snake friends. he basically a device that allows them to talk. basil died though .. sasha helps dew escape but they’re not very good at it
pierce - anton’s mentor and father figure. taught him everything he knows. cold and clinical and does not gaf about the wellbeing of his subjects. evil and fucked up i hate him and im throwing rocks at him.
hayden, layla and sawyer - dew’s friends and roommates. they like video games and fun stuff. they do not realize dew’s missing because anton cloned him
blood runs cold ocs:
silas - gay vampire mortician who eats corpses and tortures people for fun. i love him so much please he needs to be vivisected and thrown into the sun and buried alive and gutted and mind controlled and
aspen - 20, he/they, bisexual, autistic, trans, dog/wolf furry and otherkin. immortal human who gets tormented by silas for a long ass time. goes through the horrors. eventually gets turned into a werewolf
lyle - 20, she/her, autistic, lesbian, trans. yet another oc who haunts the narrative. died before the story started but this is not the end. studied witchcraft and dark magic and all that. more will be revealed eventually
harley - werewolf who turned aspen. they’re also boyfriends and love eachother very much. they cuddle in their wolf den together its so cute. harley can be scary at times but that’s okay
ambrose - silas’s ex. the vampire who turned him. they match each others freak in the worst ways please somebody kill them both. ambrose has a lot of thralls and loves mind controlling people. possessive control freak. killed by silas
other ocs you might see here:
ollie - humanoid rat creature. he/him. lab rat. 3 inches tall. runt of the litter. is pretty smart and crafty but unfortunately freezes up when he gets scared which is most of the time. does not like being picked up
mozzarella - ollie’s sibling. any pronouns. 6 inches tall. transfem. freak of nature. radioactive. has rabies. became a mad scientist after escaping the lab. do not let this thing near you
oakley - ollie and mozzie’s sibling. they/it/she/he. genderfluid. also a freak. genuinely would not mind being kept as a pet. that just makes life easier for it. dangle them by the tail and toss them around and put them in a cage for enrichment
the trickler - dumbass faerie who’s really really bad at being a fae. has internet brainrot humor and gets magic by pranking or annoying people. has toxic yaoi with his computer
byte - trickler’s computer. doesn’t know how it gained sentience but knows it has something to do with that stupid fae. hates the trickler but also loves him. toxic yaoi ass
i might reblog this with more eventually but for now these are most of the ones that i’ve mentioned here and that are in my brain a lot
Pairing : Jack x Reader, Winchesters, Lyle
Word count : 2,902
Warnings : Dad is a dick once again. Dean doesn’t take kindly to it.
Part 18 in Deadly Secrets.
When you walked in the bar the next day, Jack tried to convince you to go back home. “I need to work, Jack. I have bills to pay.”
“I'll pay ‘em, I don't care. You don't need to be here until everything settles,and it's supposed to be your day off.”
“Aren't you the one always telling me not to let him run my life?” you pat him on the chest and moved around him heading for the office. “Just finally listening to you, Jacky-boy. Just switch my days off if you want, my plans were moved around anyways. Mortgage is due Monday, I can't miss work.”
Jack simply sighed and shook his head as we went back to opening up the bar.
It must have been around 7 or 8 when the strangers walked in. Everyone turned towards them, and they were muttering to each other as they moved in and tried not to be bothered by the quiet stares. “What can I get you boys.” you asked politely glancing up.
“We're looking for someone.” The taller of the two told you.
“Going to need to narrow it down if you want help, handsome.” His cheeks flushed ever so slightly as he tore his gaze away and glanced to the other man.
“Looking for a Fitzgerald.” the other informed you.
You stopped what you were doing and stared at them, bar slowly getting quiet again. “Which Fitzgerald?” you were afraid they'd say your father.
“Uh.. Garth's sister? What'd he say her name was again?” he turned to his taller friend.
“You know my brother?”
His head whipped back towards you. “You're Garth's sister!?” You nod in response. “Now I get why he said what he said…” he looked you up and down, licking his lips until he got elbowed.
“I'm Sam. This horndog is my brother Dean.”
“Is he coming?” you ignored the introduction, hope and relief filling you.
“He-uh.. He's-”
You shoulders dropped. “Not coming.” you finished. “Thanks for coming to let me know.” You put down the dish cloth and walked away to pour yourself a shot and downed it.
They watched you, and Sam nudged his brother again. “He's kinda caught up in something a few states away. We were on our way this way, and he asked us to check in. Your message worried him.”
“Not enough to come home.” your hands were on the back counter, head hanging down. “What’s so goddamn important that he’s ignoring family? Huh?” You tuned to them. “Does he have another one somewhere that he hides us from?”
“He’s working-”
“What does he do then? Help me understand why I call my brother crying again and again, and you show up instead.”
Sam looked to Dean unsure what to do, and Dean dropped into the stool. “Whiskey. Beer chaser.” You cocked an eyebrow. “I need a drink.” When you turned and his brother sat next to him, Dean sighed.
“She has no idea what he does, Dean. I thought his family knew, if not hunted too.” Sam whispered.
Dean shook his head. “He said it was complicated. I guess this is what he meant.” Dean’s eyes stayed on you right up until you put the drinks in front of him, and gave his brother the same. “Thanks sweetheart.”
“You going to tell me what he does?” He shook his head and you rolled your eyes and pulled out your phone.
“You said something about missing and dead people? And your dads acting different?”
“Yes and no.” you mumbled, sending Garth a text.
Thanks a lot for sending your lackeys, Garth. What good is this going to do me? I need help with dad! He's your father too. I'm working myself to death here trying to keep him in line and everything paid.
As you typed, the bar door opened and your father walked in. “I'm back!” he called out, arms up in the air. “No thanks to my ungrateful daughter who sent them to arrest me!” You looked up, and he was glaring at you. “Get me a drink, I hate feeling sober. Oh, and tonight is on you, for all the shit I was put through. It's always nice knowing your daughter tells people you're a fucking murderer, huh?”
You sighed, stuffing your phone back in your pocket. “See? Dad is as he always is. Just sober.” you turned and grabbed a few beers.
“That's Garth Sr?” Dean turned and looked over his shoulder, shocked. Sam watched your face before turning.
“Garth Sr? I thought his name was Bob?”
Dean looked down the bar at the blonde man a few seats away who had spoken. He had been sure that seat was empty when he sat down. Something wasn't right, Dean could feel it. This guy didn't belong.
“It is.. kinda.” You nodded at Lyle. “My grandfather was Garth Fitzgerald II. My father is Garth the III. They both worked the factory, so my grandpa was called Garth Sr, my father Garth Jr. And then my brother was born. Also Garth. Things started getting confusing. My grandfather stayed Garth Sr. My brother was just Garth, or Garth Jr, and people at the factory started calling my father by random names mostly to annoy him. Bob stuck. A few people still call him Garth, but most everyone's uses Bob these days. He honestly hates both names.”
“Oh..” he nodded, then lifted a glass Dean was sure wasn't there a moment before, but no one else seemed to notice. “Hey.” he gave Dean a smile and a nod.
“Hey..” Dean responded then glanced over at you as you moved past the blond man and headed with drinks to where your father with sitting with two other guys. When he glanced back to the blonde man down the bar, he noticed the seat empty again. His brow furrowed, but he’d figure that out later and set his sights back on you.
Jack spoke quietly to you as you went past, then went behind the bar and watched with his arms crossed. Dean was watching you, but Sam kept glancing back to Jack.
You handed out the drinks to everyone but your father, leaning in to say something to him quietly first. Suddenly, he snatched the beer from you with one hand, and then grabbed your wrist with the other, yanking you closer.
“Hey!” Dean growled out when he saw your whole body tense with fear.
“Dean.” Sam put a hand to his brothers shoulder to calm him, and he could see from the corner of his eye that Jack had shifted as well and was ready to run over there.
“Bet you were real worried about me, huh? Didn't come by, and I find you here as if it never happened.”
“I need to pay the bills, dad.” your voice was quiet and shaky. “I was worried, I called Garth-”
“When will you get it through your head that your brother hates us, huh?” he yanked harder on your wrist. “I'm all you have. All you'll ever have. I almost half expect the bar to be closed while you and Jack fucked like rabbits, but I guess even he's tired of you.” He yanked your arm once more, pulling you nose to nose with him. “And don't you ever tell me what to do again. I brought you into this damn world, I will take you back out. Now get me a fucking pitcher like you should have in the first place.”
“Hey!” before Sam, or even Jack could react, Dean was up. He grabbed your father by the collar the second he let go of your arm, and Dean dragged him out of his seat, shoving him against the wall. “Don't ever threaten her again. Do you fucking hear me?”
You were wide eyed, glancing back to Jack and Sam, who called out to his brother while you pleaded with him, much like you usually did with Jack. “Let him go.”
“Don't you ever fucking touch her again. Because I will make you regret it.”
“Who are you? You the new guy plowing my whore of a daughter?” he glanced over at Jack. “She finally move on from a spineless shit like you?”
“Hey!” Dean slammed him against the wall again, and you yelped. “I'm friends with your son. I'm here because he's worried about her. Now I fucking see why.”
Your father laughed. “I told you your brother couldn't stand to see you.”
Dean growled, and his hand reached back. “Dean!” Sam warned him, knowing what he was reaching for.
“He's a piece of shit, Sam.”
“He's my dad!” Dean turned and saw you standing there with tears in your eyes. It took him a moment, but he let go. Your dad shoved Dean out of his way as he ranted and stormed out. “What is wrong with you?”
“Wh-”
“Dad, wait!” you turned and hurried out after him.
“What just happened?” Dean looked to Sam.
Jack sighed and put whiskey on the bar. “Dad is a touchy subject. Best not to go there. I've been fighting that uphill battle for years.”
“Are you two…?” Sam asked.
Jack shook his head. “Not anymore. Not for a while.” he poured each of them a shot and one for himself.
“Because of that?” Sam asked and Jack nodded.
“He always been like this?” Dean was still pretty pissed and they could hear it in his voice.
“As long as I've known him.” Jack downed his shot. “Not always this bad, though. He was always a heavy drinker as far as I can tell. But when the factory shut down, it got worse. And worse again when his wife died.”
“That happen recently?” Sam asked.
“No. It's been a while. I tried to do what I could, but he made life hard. I tried to get her out, he made it harder.. And with her brother never around..”
“It all falls on her.” Sam finished and Jack nodded. Sam glanced to Dean who downed his shot and motioned for another.
“You said you know him?” Jack asked.
Sam nodded. “Work friends.”
“When you talk to him again, tell him she needs him. She can’t keep doing this alone.” Sam nodded, and Jack gave him a small smile before tapping his knuckles on the bar and walking off to serve someone else.
You sat outside for a while, your father having stormed off yelling and screaming. You just needed to be alone, needed the quiet, so you sat outside on a crate and just let your mind go. “Hey, you okay?” Glancing up you saw Sam. “You didn’t come back in.. Guy behind the bar is worried.”
“Jack.” You nodded. “He usually is.”
“May I?” He motioned to one of the other crates, and you nodded. Flipping it to sit on it’s side, he sat down next to you. “I’m sorry my brother upset you.”
You sighed. “If he hadn’t of done it, Jack would have. But your brother doesn’t even know us.” You looked over at him. “Why would he?”
Sam licked his lips and thought for a moment. “Because Dean is the protector.” You furrowed your brow. “And he knows better than anyone what you’re going through.”
“Oh really?”
Sam nodded. “Our dad.. He was a drinker too. Got bad after mom died. He couldn’t handle being without her. Jack fights with your dad a lot, right?” You nodded. “See, me and my dad, was like Jack and yours. Always fighting. Always butting heads. And then there was Dean. My dad drilled into Dean to protect me at all costs, and sometimes that even meant from him. He never hit us, or anything, but he was a marine, once. So he was strict, had rules that had to be followed at all costs and all times. Plans for us, for our futures, one I didn’t want. So I’d fight it. Every chance I got, I fought it. ”
You sat quietly, letting him talk, listening to everything. You felt like this was almost as much for him as it was for you.
“Dean would get mad at me. Take our fathers side. I couldn’t figure out why. In my head, he was a shit dad.” Sam shook his head looking down at the ground as he stretched his legs out a bit. “It took awhile for me to figure out. Loss of my own, really. The love of my life dying much in the way my mother had.. I realized why dad was the way he was. I hit that path myself for a bit. And then when dad himself died.. I got it.” He glanced at you. “Dean.. Dean is like you, in all this. Our mom died when he was 4, I was only 6 months old, so all I ever knew, was dad like that, strict and drinking all the time. But Dean.. He had the memories. Of mom, of her and Dad, Dad before he was that guy.” Sam sighed. “He held on to those memories. Every time he looked at dad, he saw those. The good times. I think you do that too.” His eyes locked on yours. “As much as he scares you, you cling to person he was before, the one you remember from your childhood. The good times.”
Closing your eyes, you nod.
“Jack is never going to understand that. He’s going to try, but unless he lives it, he won’t be able to fully understand that. He’s going to keep butting heads, like I did. But that’s not a bad thing either. He cares, a lot.”
“I know..” You nod again.
“Just don’t let it run your life, like it did Deans.” You looked up at him. “Dean raised me. Dean did everything my father didn’t, or couldn’t. He started that when he was 4. His whole life was being dad’s good little soldier, following orders, following the plan. He didn’t get a childhood. And Dean is still on that path, though now, it’s his own choice. Even I ended up doing what Dad wanted.” Sam chuckled. “But I came back to it on my own. I chose it. Just like I had chosen to leave to go to college. Don’t let it limit you. But I think you’ll be okay. You’ve got people who care about you. And your brother. I’m sorry he couldn’t make it, and I’m sorry I can’t give you the details. But I can promise you, he cares, and he’s worried about you. He wouldn’t have sent us if he wasn’t.” He gave you a small smile. You gave him a small nod as he stood. “And when I talk to him, I’m gonna tell him to come home. I promise.”
“Thanks, Sam. Can you tell Jack I just need a bit?”
“Yeah, of course.” He smiled, a hand going to your shoulder before he headed back into the bar.
After Sam walked back inside, you leaned forward, elbows on your knees and your head hanging down. You wanted Garth home. You were tempted to pull out your phone, call again. Keep trying, again and again until he picked up and came home.
“I’m sorry.” Your eyes opened, and you saw boots. Following the long bowed legs up to the man attached, you saw Dean looking down on you. “I’m sorry I upset you, but he shouldn’t have done that.”
You looked down again. “It’s fine.”
“It’s not.” You looked up again. “It’s just-”
“You’re the protector.” You cut him off and he froze.
“Sammy?” You nodded and he sighed. “I guess he told you about dad then..” You nodded again. “Wonderful.” He looked away, annoyed.
“I’m sorry too.” He looked back down at you, brow furrowed. “If you’re life was even a smidge like mine, I’m sorry. And I’m sorry for getting so mad. I understand why you did it, even before Sam came out to talk to me. Jack does it too, fights with him, throws him out. I just- I want it to stop. I miss my dad.” Your bottom lip started to quiver. “Everything I do, is for him. I pay the bills, the mortgage, all of it with this job. And he comes in here- if anyone else was my boss...” Your hands came up to rub your face as you tried to keep yourself from crying. “Garth is never here. Never an explanation to why. It’s just me and him. I can’t get close to anyone… I feel so alone, and hated..”
A hand came out in your line of sight and you looked at it confused before glancing up at him. “Come on. We’re going for a ride.”
“What? I need to work, I-”
“You need some space. Away from all of this, and all of them. No one understands how you feel better than me, sweetheart. Come on. I bet you’ll love my car.” He winked with a smirk.
“You sure about that? Last guy I got a ride from rode a motorcycle.” You teased with a sniffle and wiped off your cheek. He turned and pointed to a black car parked across the street. “That is nice…”
“Told you.” He grinned, and motioned to his hand.
You nodded, wiping your hand on your jeans before taking his. “Wait, I need to tell Jack.”
“Don’t worry about him. Sammy’ll let him know.”
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Lyle and Harley won’t be important to the story until wayyy later but i drew the four Blood Runs Cold fellas :3 i will most definitely make more characters for this story in the future and add onto this but these are the ones so far!!
uhh Anton likes cheese and chocolate chip cookies and lasagna (i decided that like a year ago and i guess i have to go with it). oh yes he also loves drinking the glowing green mad science fluid in his test tubes 🧪 it could be anything at any time in there it changes ever time guys
Dew likes spaghettiiii and chicken nuggies and i’m gonna say apple juice (holy fucking shit i cannot think about apple juice ever because now i want some so so bad and i don’t have any fuck)
Aspen likes bug juice and snacks and junk food (loves trick or treating for candy) and leaves and bugs. he ate bugs and wild animals for fun as a kid and actually he pretended to be a wolf and hunted down small animals in the forest because he was a freak and a bit unhinged but he’s better now. he doesn’t do that anymore (he does when he turns into a werewolf though)
Silas’s comfort food is human blood and corpses and organs yum yummy mmmm delicious so scrumptious woahg
Max’s comfort food isss chocolate chip pancakes (same) and weed
Pierce likes the most plain stale flavorless neurotypical food you can think of. i don’t know why i’m putting him here actually that guy doesn’t deserve comfort ever
Lyle likes hmm i’m getting maybe a good salad or barbecue vibes for some reason. also alcohol
Harley is a werewolf so he just likes eating meat (he really likes fried chicken). raw meat cooked meat you name it he’s a hungry guy but thankfully not even close as unhinged to Silas
oh yes mustn’t forget the animals. Basil likes seeds and nuts and fruit, and Sasha likes dead rabbits 👍
hi!! idk if you're still upset or not, but I thought I'd send in some word vomit about your little fellas!!
I'm really excited to see harley being introduced into brc!! I know it may be a while since brc is only on chapter 2 (but please go at your own pace in writing!!) but he looks super cool and interesting given what stuff you've told us about him already!
also gonna hop on the anton train here cause I absolutely adore this guy. like he gave dew free top surgery????? and wings???? and a little duckie?????? I'd also be his test subject if I could
and SILAS. AUGH. I'm working on that fanart I PROMISE it's just the posing app I use has restricted a body (? preset ig) I use commonly for their pro version and I'm mourning the losses. but he's so cool!! maybe it's my love for vampires in general (queue twilight and dracula) but he's so just. RREAUGH. I want to squish and bite!!
also lyle and aspen!!!!!!!!!!!!! I adore their styles and I can't wait to learn some more about lyle if the opportunity arises! i love that little flower detail you put on aspen's head with their full body drawings!! they both look really nice I'd be friends with them :33
anyhow I hope you feel better!!!! sending all the hugs your way (if you don't like hugs, how about some air hugs instead!!)
AAAHHH THANKS SO MUCH VELL!!!!
harley’s been rotating around in my head too and i’m soo excited to introduce him but yeah it might. be a very very long time (but i’ll still post art and stuff about him in the mean time! i don’t care much about spoiling brc stuff as i do with tllr)
I LOVE ANTON TOO!!!!! BEST GUY EVER FR!!!!
also THANK U FOR MAKING SILAS FANART i’m so excited to see it when it’s finished!!! take ur time of course no pressure!! but yeah i love silas too hes very silly and fucked up and evil and he might’ve made me realize i’m probably gay so yeah um. fun fact (i think i’m still somewhere on the aromantic spectrum though)
lyle and aspen are so cool and fun to draw too and it’s super fun coming up with their different outfits :3 i’m glad you like them and we’re definitely gonna learn more about them in the series! i’m so excited
anyway thanks so much for sending this i’m glad u like my silly guys :D
