𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 ⋆🐾

ᴀᴍᴀᴛᴇᴜʀ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀ

[pastesfactory]

“𝔚𝔯𝔢𝔱𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤… 𝔭𝔲𝔩𝔩 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣 𝔱𝔬𝔤𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯.”

Paste ☾ he/him ☽ late teens

writing account: @pastes-writing

☾ Most of my writing entails angst or some type of sadness. ☾ I'm a huge procrastinator, however, when I do write, my average word count is 600-2,000. Sometimes less, and sometimes more. ☾ I base most of my writing on songs or a prompt. ☾ I mainly do oc x canon, or oc x oc. ☾ I refuse to try to do reader x canon, because I don't like perceiving the reader. I try, but it normally doesn't come out right. ☾ I also normally do gn!reader if I can or m!reader. I’m horrible at f!reader. Most of what I’ll write is gn!reader. ☾ I use 'big 'fancy' words, em-dashes (--), as well as the oxford comma, and a semi-colon a lot; which often gets me accused of AI usage--I hate AI. If you hadn't noticed, I used all three in explaining this! ☾ I think that's all my writing entails, but it gives a good outline of what to expect from me

#paste's fancy (not) writing | #paste's oc lore | ⁠#paste's storyboards | #silly yapping | a lot more, and will probably have "paste" in them

☾ ask me anything about my hyperfixations ☾ ask me about my writing / OCs ✦ send me headcanons about either your favorite character or one of my OCs ☾ Try to use tone tags! pretty please ☾ just be a nice person

☾ Repost my stuff without credit—mainly my writing. I will use a watermark if necessary. -- Reblogging is fine. ☾ Be weird in my inbox -- don't ask weird stuff, pretty much. ☾ Tag me in gore / heavy nsfw ☾ Anything under this umbrella

☾ My OCs ☾ Criminal Minds, Outlander, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Once Upon a Time, Demon Slayer, and more TV shows/movies ☾ Baldur's Gate III, My Little Universe, Resident Evil, Date Everything!, a few other games that I forgot. ☾ Type O Negative, Motionless In White, Sleep Token, and a few other bands

☾ I’m blanking on my own fun facts about myself, that’s insane. ☾ If I think of anything else, it shall go here

the mods I used for 'Morthis': hair: M9 from Vessnelle's Hair Collection

head preset: Edric from Mantis' Face Preset Collections

[pastes-writing]

❝𝙰𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎!? 𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙶𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎!❞

Paste ♥︎⁠ he/him ♥︎⁠ late teens ♥︎ writing account

word count: 690

𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝙸'𝚖 𝙿𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎. 𝙸'𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 @𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢! 𝚃𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜, 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 '𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍' 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝙾𝙲𝚜, 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜. 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝙸 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜!

❝𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝙸'𝚖 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚎?❞

SOME QUICK FACTS!!

⚰︎ he/him ⚰︎ I primarily write angst with some flavour of happy / romance within or just by itself if I have an idea for it. My writing is in third person, I do not use ‘you/your/yours/you’re’ or ‘I/I’m’ in my writing, meaning first and second person. ⚰︎ OC x canon is my forte, and I try to keep canons within reason of characterization, but sometimes they are mischaracterized unintentionally. I refuse to do reader x canon, but if you have an oc you wish to insert, I can try to do it. But expect me to reach out often to check dialogue, personality, etc etc. ⚰︎ I try to give myself a quota of one thousand words to two thousand words. ⚰︎ You WILL see em-dashes and semi-colons in my writing; that does NOT mean I used GenAI–I DESPISE GenAI–and if you hadn’t noticed, I just used both of them explaining this :3 ⚰︎ I think that is all my writing entails and such

❝𝙷𝚎𝚢, 𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚏𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞.❞

WIPS / OCs!

⚰︎ Charlie Dahlberg: My Resident Evil OC who I shipped with Claire Redfield. He is a medical scientist and he was a student / intern at Umbrella Europe’s Laboratory Six–which means yes, he was on the NEMESIS Project AND met Luis (he’s alive if you stay delusional). Charlie was eighteen when he got the scholarship from them. Freshly graduated, too. When 1998 came around, the Raccoon City Incident to be exact, Charlie was transferred with the NEMESIS Project to Raccoon City. When Charlie got there, William and Annette Birkin saw the opportunity to use an intern at NEST, he was then transferred there. Quickly though, he unwillingly became Sherry’s babysitter in lack of better terms. When Sherry ran off to go find her mother, Charlie had gone with her because of well… being her ‘babysitter.’ In the underground machinery room, he and Sherry met Claire. After that, when Irons went ‘you’re mine now, fuck you’ (kidnapped her) to Sherry; Charlie and Claire worked together, and continued to work together until the escape of Raccoon City. Oh, and after they saved Sherry; Mr X decided to hate Charlie, and socked him in the face so hard that Charlie’s glasses gouged out his left eye. No left eye for Charlie :(. When they got to safety (so after escaping Raccoon City), Charlie dipped. He left for five years to finish off his doctorate. In 2003, Claire and Charlie bumped into each other (literally), and then became the Yearnings ™ for another twelve years until Death Island (2015). In 2016, Charlie would leave TerraSave and his position because of his eye, and Claire would follow him out. In 2018, they got married and had their first child, Christina (after Chris) Cara (after a friend oc) Redfield. In 2020, they had their second child, Elijah (after another friend oc) Blair Redfield. Andddd that’s all I have for the two of them so far. ⚰︎ A work in progress OC for Emily Prentiss from Criminal Minds; she is going to canonically be bisexual when I am done with this WIP OC. Don’t hate me. ⚰︎ Probably more that I forgot..

❝𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍. 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙.❞

Tags that will follow each post, but more will be added as I progress in this blog!

#paste's fancy (not) writing | #paste's oc lore | ⁠#paste's storyboards | #paste’s silly yapping | a lot more, and will probably have “paste” in them

[pastesfactory]

i got journals and this is probably the best and worst thing to happen since i now have access to writing anywhere. AND. now i have four thousand sticky tabs, so yippie

[pastesfactory]

so i have a ship that is oc x canon, and i am supposed to write a fic for them... but instead i chose emotional violence and wrote letters from oc to canon and canon to oc.

i have three notes that are happy (one has an underline of angst, but you have to watch the mini series for that), i have two letters for two friend's ocs, i have one for another canon character

i have eight pages on this google doc and i find it funny that the word count has more words than my storyboard for the actual oc.

ugh clairlie my beloved

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Redoing my introduction post and it keeps doing that fuckass random white words and I’m gonna crash out

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ITS STILL DOING IT WHAT THE FUCK 😭

[pastesfactory]

Redoing my introduction post and it keeps doing that fuckass random white words and I’m gonna crash out

[writercultureis]

writer culture is wanting to write but not being in the ‘writing mood’ so your work looks like this:

“He looked outside. I also looked outside. It was bright. It was September but it’s very hot. I think that’s bad.”

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[mx-maledictus]

Art for a friend!! @pastesfactory >:)

AHAHAHA ARSON 🔥🔥🔥

I tried a more paintery style and it was very very very very fun

Uhm and also fire. Fire is fun. I like fire.

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UGHHH I LOVE THIS ART SO MUCH THANK YOU

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Since apparently @socksthebat think I'm abusing my oc, here's some HAPPY doodles of Demetrios/Dominic

(Individual drawings under the cut)

[nayeliq1]

Characters are like glow sticks. The real beauty comes out once you crack them open and make them break.

Yes, this is about Jonathan Sims.

[phoebe4rt]

Savoring the very last bits of summer…

[pastesfactory]

What's your LEAST favorite music genre?

I can’t say because if I do, I’ll be hung and executed publicly

[nightbloomingsirius]

electrifying

(edit: just fixed a little something that isnt even noticeable)

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Pickles are just cucumbers with character development.

which do you like best?

[dankmemeuniversity]

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I'm so bored. I need to do something, I want to draw, but I'm tired and have no motivation. Maybe if I eat something and come back...

[pastesfactory]

You should write a short story, 500 words and it should be forced proximity with two of your characters who hate each other. But they can’t kill each other

[mx-maledictus]

Okay thanks for the prompt I wrote and entirely different scene :) Aaaand it's more Carlisle because he won't leave my head.

Context: Emil is Carlisle's (first name Kamryn, thus the nickname Kam) former best friend who murdered him on the orders of a future-telling goddess by pushing him off a cliff. Carlisle was then revived by a sea deity that uses him to kill people because the deity really hates humans (fishing, pollution, generally being land-dwellers that frequently invade his territory, etc) so now Carlisle has an uncontrollable compulsion to kill (+ physical changes to his body and appearance).

Tw: blood, choking, violence, mentions of murder, betrayal

Word count: 529

Carlisle stalked through the darkened streets, his mind a riot of violent, bloody thoughts. He shook his head, but every time his eyes closed, a scarlet splatter flashed behind his eyes, a metallic tang seeping onto his tongue. The crash of waves surged in his ears, despite being hundreds of miles from the nearest coast.

“Shut up,” he hissed under his breath, teeth bared in something between a grimace and a growl. The taste of blood wouldn’t leave his mouth. His fingers itched for something to tear into. His lungs screamed for the sting of salt water. He wanted to scream. He needed to…

“Kam…?” A soft, worried voice broke through his thoughts, familiar like the pain of an old wound.

Carlisle kept walking.

“Kam, please-”

“Don’t call me that,” Carlisle snapped, turning so suddenly that Emil nearly walked into him. He glared down at the brunet. He told himself he liked seeing the fear in Emil’s eyes… the sickened twist in his gut would beg to differ. “You lost the right to call me that when you threw me off a cliff.”

“I told you-”

“I don’t care what you told me. I trusted you, and you killed me.” Carlisle took a threatening step forward. “I dare care if some fever dream of a psychotic goddess told you to do it! You had a choice!”

Emil shrunk back a little.

“She said I-” his voice shook- “I had to, Kam-”

“Don’t call me that!”

In a flash, Carlisle’s hand was around Emil’s throat, nails digging into the soft, pale flesh. A gasp stuttered from Emil’s mouth, terror trapped in the green of his eyes.

“You - you can’t kill me,” Emil squeaked. “You know that.”

“But I can still hurt you,” Carlisle growled, hand tightening, nails digging in until Emil bled. Scarlet droplets ran down the side of his neck, staining his clean white color. Carlisle wanted to see him bleed. He wanted to watch the life fade from his eyes. The sound of waves crashed in his ears, drowning out whatever Emil was trying to say. The smell of salt water mixed with the scent of blood. Emil’s face was twisted in pain. Something inside Carlisle wanted to make him suffer. The same part that longed for the sea. The part that made his teeth sharp, and his face scarred, and his fingers stained with the blood of thousands.

He shoved Emil back. It took every bit of his control to release him. When was the last time he’d had any control? When was the last time he’d tried to spare a victim? How long ago had he stopped trying?

“What happened to you…?” Emil choked out between jagged, desperate breaths. There was no more familiarity in his eyes, no more of the love that Carlisle refused to see. Only fear and sorrow.

“Kam died,” Carlisle hissed, venom in every word. “He died that day on the cliff. His blood still stains your hands. Mourn your friend, because whatever I am… the man you knew is gone.”

He turned, the shadows of the alley closing around his shoulders as he continued his walk through the cold, lonely streets.

[dankmemeuniversity]