#november puts entirely too much thought into oc playlists

[oillydiya]

Things Between Us | Cillian Murphy x OC

Chapter 1 : The Beginning

Summary: Sansa, a 26-year-old graduate student, who unexpectedly encounters a twist of fate when she comes across an actor she never knew before!

Warnings: This fic contains explicit content related to sexuality and various age relationships. The content is not suitable for individuals under the age of 18. *The entire story is a work of fiction. All characters, time periods, and places in the story are purely imaginary. Note: This fic is relatively lengthy. If there is sufficient readership, it may be updated continuously. The content is purely the author's imagination and is not related to the actors. There is no intention to disrespect or cause harm to the actors in any way. Please use discretion when reading.* Talk: This is my first attempt at writing a fic, and English is not my native language. If there are any mistakes, I apologize in advance. Feel free to comment and provide feedback.

November, 2022

Bad Day!!!!

 “I’m trying to find a gallery to host an art exhibition for a graduate with my own master’s degree, but I still can’t find it.  Even though this exhibition will be held at the beginning of next month!”

"Damn it! Doing things by oneself is really tiring," Sansa, a twenty-six-year-old young female graduate student, murmured about the situation she was in.

London, a beautiful city, is a dream place for many people, and Sansa is another resident of this city, her hometown. In fact, the young woman had only been back in London for two years, having studied in America at the age of seventeen before returning to pursue a master's degree in England again. After being away for so long!

At present, Sansa is about to graduate with a master's degree within the next month. However, before she could finish, She must organize an art exhibition for her graduation, and it's been almost a month now!

She hasn't been able to find a gallery to showcase her work yet, probably because this is the art festival season held all over London throughout the month. This makes it very difficult for Sansa to find good galleries, as everyone needs a place to display their work!

Sansa thought… this would be the end for her!

The girl picked up her favorite headphones and put them on, selecting her personal playlist. Her right arm held a drawing board, and her left arm carried a bag filled with books that she had just stopped by to buy.

Adding to her own chaos, she picked up her favorite book, which she hadn't finished reading yet, while on a trip to her favorite restaurant in Soho, central London. She is living in her own world, cutting off the chaos from her surroundings—a world full of music, literature, and pleasure that she easily finds from the letters in front.

Sansa stopped in front of Mr. Louis' shop, located on the corner of Soho Street. She always has a table that she likes to sit at—a wall-mounted table, the only one of its kind. Even though there is another table nearby, not too far apart, her table is the most private of all the tables in the restaurant. Miss Louise always prepared this table for she when she needed it.

'He is the kindest,' she admired the shop owner.

The young woman walked towards her usual table, ready to read books and listen to music. She doesn't usually pay much attention to her surroundings, tending to only care about things that she wants to care about. Everything else is just the air or atmosphere around her.

She placed a drawing board next to the wall, always choosing to sit in the chair on the left. Checking, putting away her headphones, and hanging her bag next to the chair, she picked up the book she had left reading, placing it on the table to wait for further reading.

Sansa noticed that at the table next to her, there was a group of people sitting, but she didn't care much about them. She even got annoyed because she felt a little uncomfortable not being able to sit in private in this area alone.

Before Mr. Louis walked in to welcome her,

"Hello, Sansa," he smiled at the girl as always.

"Hello, Miss Louis."

"How are you today?"

Ah, the expression on her face probably says it all.

"Pretty bad. Many things are not in my favor today," she replied with a sad expression.

"Oh, is there anything in this store that will help you feel better? Do you want it as usual?"

She smiled back at the man around her father’s age who owned the shop.

"Then I’d like a cheeseburger as usual. This time, I’d like something juicy, and I’d like a chocolate milkshake with cheese," she said, winking at him like a close friend.

Sansa really likes the cheeseburgers here. They're so delicious you’ll be begging for you life!

"Sure. I’ll inform the chef to prepare a cheeseburger. The juiciest and most special for you. Wait twenty to thirty minutes, and in a moment, we’ll bring you a milkshake."

"Thank you,"

she thought, even though today was a bad day! At least, she got to eat something delicious to comfort herself!

After finishing ordering food, Sansa picked up the book and continued reading. She likes to read books very much. It’s like it’s her thirty-third organ. The more she reads, the more she enjoys the story. Books often make her feel like she’s immersed in the writing.

"Hello,"

Sansa looked up slightly at the owner of the voice.

"Hello," she replied and continued reading!

"I’m Tom."

The young man introduced himself. Sansa looked up at him again. Tom is considered to be a good-looking man, and his demeanor seems like that of a good-natured person.

She smiled at him but didn’t reply. Pretty bad manners, right? But yes! Sansa doesn’t want to continue talking to Tom. She just wanted to read a book quietly, only by herself!

“What is your name?”

Damn it! She thought, these men! You really are such a pushover. Sigh!… She probably have to respond politely.

“Sansa.”

“I saw you walking with a drawing board. Are you an artist, Sansa?”

“I’m an art major.”

Before she lowered her head and continued reading her book. ‘Shit,’ She thought to herself. She’s not good at talking. It was always difficult for her.

“Oh…wow, that’s really great.” Tom didn’t seem to relent.

“I really want to see your work. Can I have your IG so I can follow your work?”

She thought for a moment before answering him,

“I’m sorry. I don’t use social media.”

Tom’s face looked disappointed. “Then can I have your number instead?”

What is this!? Sansa cursed in thought.

“I only have my personal number, and I still want it to be private. I can’t give it to you; I’m sorry.”

Tom’s face was now extremely disappointed. Before Tom got up, preparing to walk back to his table. “You are very beautiful.”

Tom turned around and spoke before walking away from her table…

Sansa didn’t feel a thing at the compliment. She just kept her head down and continued reading. Because this wasn’t the first time she had encountered a situation like this. And she really doesn’t like it!! From an event just a moment ago, this made she feel a bit uneasy after being interrupted from reading and made her not in the mood to read further.

The young woman took off her leather jacket before folding it thick, then put it on the back. Then, she took out the curling iron, shook and spread it around before leaning back in the chair and relaxing. She raised her face to the soft afternoon sunlight, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes… picking up the book and putting it down to rest her eyes from the light that shines in. And now, her mind is calmer…

On another side, four young men were drinking coffee and talking about the job they had just interviewed for today.

“How was your film interview today, Cillian?” a fellow screenwriter asked, a forty-six-year-old young actor.

“Excellent,” he replied.

While Cillian was talking with his screenwriter friend Steve, his eyes caught sight of a woman! ‘Wow, what a beautiful woman!’

he thought. She had large, bright green eyes, long eyelashes, dark, well-lined eyebrows, a curved nose that complemented her sharp jaw, full, pink lips, slender and chubby. That sharp face fits perfectly with hair that is loosely tied. And there was a small tangled strand of hair. It fell down on her left cheek, making her look so strikingly beautiful that he had to turn and look!

Cillian saw her carrying a pile of things. One hand holding a book, another person holds a large chalkboard. She also had headphones over her ears. He noticed that she wasn't looking or paying attention to anything around her, and he thought that she should definitely come sit at the empty table next to his! Personally, he didn’t want anyone to sit at that table because it will give him and his friends more privacy.

But it’s okay!! It would be good if she came and sat. ‘Because she is quite beautiful.’ That made him feel somewhat satisfied.

The older male actor occasionally glanced at the unknown woman but didn’t pay much attention to her until a man walked up to her.

‘Is he going to be her boyfriend?’ Cillian thought.

His and hers’ tables were not too far apart, allowing him to hear their conversation. And from the conversation, Cillian then knew… that the young man just came to flirt with her. He was quite surprised at the young woman’s expression. Plus, she acted clearly bored. She could deny that young man almost every sentence. If he were that man, he would have given up.

Cillian was surprised when she said that she doesn’t use social media. It was strange for a woman her age that most people are addicted to social media. She refused to give the man her number with the most ingenious reason, he thought, ‘Her are very clever.’

Before he returned to chatting with his tablemates. But then… ‘Fuck?!’ She took off that black leather jacket! His and his tablemates’ eyes immediately turned towards her.

Damn it! He didn’t want to look at all, but he really couldn’t help but glance at the position of the girl and him. It makes the two of them look like they’re sitting next to each other, probably only an arm’s length apart. Making him see her clearly! Her skin is white and smooth, contrasting with the black strapless, making it even more interesting to look at. Her figure is just as beautiful, with her face, especially when she unwrapped her hair and spread it out.

‘Damn!’ he thought, this was one of the most beautiful pictures he had ever seen. Her side view was strikingly beautiful. Her nose was high and slender, sharply contrasting with her jaw. He swallowed. Can’t stop glancing at this beautiful young woman!!!

She stimulated him even more when he smelled a faint scent, soft and sweet. He had never smelled anything like this before.

It’s so mysteriously fascinating?

Cillian thought. This girl is quite interesting. Not from her face or figure, but it’s her personality that doesn’t seem to care about anything. She fell asleep in the middle of the restaurant, took the book and covered her face. It’s like there’s only her in this area. She didn’t even turn to look or pay attention to their table, which really made him feel at ease.

He’s starting to like her!!

[randomly--accessed--memories]

@storm-ismyusername

Velvette post Val’s death.

-Velvette really tried to keep Vox from withdrawing into himself. She spent as much time with him as possible and tried to come up with stimulating activities that would ground him in reality, all while trying to pick up the pieces from Val's death, business-wise. It did make a difference... but it still wasn't enough.

-Because of her dramatically increased power level, Velvette gains the ability to pick up on and communicate through radio waves. This ability is incredibly helpful when it comes to interacting with Vox, especially once he stops talking. Vel's able to sense when a situation is becoming too much for Vox, remove the two of them from it, and help him calm down. She's grateful that she has this ability: being able to "hear" his thoughts, distant and indistinct as they may be, is comforting to her. At least she knows he's not completely gone.

I’ll Rust With You by Steampunk Giraffe - Too tired to write down an explanation at the moment. In the past I wanted to recommend the entire Astoria album by The Marianas Trench as a joke (also because I genuinely think a lot of the songs fit RAM) but after finding out I am responsible for A THIRD of the playlist I decided against it.

Added, and I'll look into Astoria.

Vox, Pentious, & Niffy playing with Legos and/or Jenga.

Oh god, they'd be so loud. And so bad at it. Pentious is trying to come at this from an engineer's perspective, but he's playing with Vox, who has no patience, and Niffty, who actively wants the tower to fall. The other residents are curious what all the excited shouting is about. Charlie might join them.

I kinda want to make some AUs completely disconnected from RAM based off some recent posts. (60s Swap + Proto Vox + Ondine & Fineas)

Hmu on my main blog, I'm always down to talk about my OCs or put Vox through The Horrors.

Vox that transforms into a robo-shark (just got back from Transformers One. It’s so amazing please watch it—!) You think I’d be neat if Vox’s first Sinner form had shark features? (Shark fin on his back, gills on the side of his torso, shark tail)

I recently read a fic that had it so Vox was originally a completely different type of sinner (a hornet, I believe (which is ironic given how I have his wife as a wasp sinner)) when he first arrived in Hell. He felt that that form was wrong for him, so he agreed to be experimented on in exchange for getting a new one. We already know Vox engages in bodily mutilation/modification to some extent because of the changing heads, but I thought the idea of him completely replacing his old body with artificial components was interesting to me. Similarly, there's this piece by @diurnalvl that touches on the same idea, but to a less extreme extent.

I would send you that AU Sarah playlist I was talking about earlier, but then it spiraled into like 5 separate playlists, each a different stage in Sarah’s development…..What has the internet done to me…..? Casual by Chappell Roan & Nobody Cover by Laramiiii are definitely there.

Oh gosh, that's amazing. I'd love to see them once you're done.

More Helen content?

Thomas was born in November of 1946, and Sarah, in February of 1950. In between those 39 months, Helen and Vox/Vaughn had another pregnancy.

Unfortunately, Helen miscarried about four months along. She was home, alone, and tried to call Vaughn at work, but the station secretary told her he wasn't there– gone to a party with some coworkers. Helen had to take Tommy (who was only a toddler at the time) to a neighbor's house to be watched and then call herself an ambulance. Vaughn came home that night to an empty house and a note in the kitchen explaining what had happened and where everyone was. He rushed to the hospital and was appropriately devastated that They'd lost the baby. Helen accepted his comfort at the time, but it was a turning point in their marriage. Things had been bumpy already, but Helen still believed that Vaughn was a good man, and that she must be doing something wrong to make him grow distant. She could never quite forgive him for not being there and taking so long to come see her, even though, for once, it was genuinely outside of his control.

She developed postpartum depression after the miscarriage, which briefly went away, then came back after she had Sarah. It made it difficult for her to bond with Sarah and spurred along the decay of her marriage. Vaughn just didn’t understand why Helen was still so unhappy so many months after the miscarriage, and began treating her harshly, assuming that she was just being overdramatic and self-indulgent. That was the point when Helen’s view of her husband changed– when he started belittling her for daring not to be the happy, perfect wife he expected her to be.

birthday party is over, i've had two vodka and lemonades, feel free to send me stuff

[vespertine-legacy]

Time for playlist spam! Here’s a playlist I built for Zuvi. Track list with pertinent lyrics and some explanations under the cut. The formatting will almost certainly get broken on mobile, so apologies in advance.

Two Points for Honesty - Guster [just a little about Zuvi in general; she grew up kind of thinking that she was a waste and not good enough and that nobody did/would care about her]

If that's all that you will be Then you'll be a waste of time You've dreamed a thousand dreams None seem to stick in your mind Two points for honesty It must make you sad to know that Nobody cares at all

Sweet Disposition - The Temper Trap [how Zuvi falls in love, a little bit recklessly, but deeply, wholly, with more care than it looks like from the outside]

Sweet disposition Never too soon Oh, reckless abandon Like no one's watching you

Mess is Mine - Vance Joy [falling in love, kind of in general, but specifically with Risha]

You know you gave me all the time Oh, did I give enough of mine? Hold on, darling This body is yours, This body is yours and mine Well hold on, my darling This mess was yours, Now your mess is mine

Bloodstream - Stateless [Zuvi & Lana; they really did not mean to get involved with each other, and it ends up not really being a good thing for either of them and they kind of know it, but sometimes it’s hard to say no to something that feels good, you know?]

And the silence surrounds you And hunts you I think I might've inhaled you I could feel you behind my eyes You’ve gotten into my bloodstream I could feel you floating in me

The Places You Have Come to Fear the Most - Dashboard Confessional [Zuvi hates Odessen, she doesn’t want to lead the Alliance, her crew and her lovers aren’t here, and Lana’s been withholding information from her but she knows why; my inner emo teenager is showing and I don’t give a shit]

And you can't fake it hard enough to please everyone Or anyone at all...or anyone at all And the grave that you refuse to leave The refuge that you've built to flee, The places that you've come to fear the most

Trembling Hands - The Temper Trap [getting the news that they might have found her old crew--maybe it will help her to have them back, or maybe it’s too late for them all]

So throw me a line Somebody out there help me I'm on my own Throw me a line Afraid that I have come here To win you again With trembling hands Hear me now make me whole

I Won’t Fight It - Andrew Belle [reuniting with Corso and Risha, scared that it won’t be the same (scared that it will be the same)]

Where your body is I'll be brave I walk to it If there's a crowd waiting for me there I'll break through it, but I won't fight it, I won't fight it

You’re Somebody Else - flora cash [Akaavi and Corso to Zuvi, probably starting around the time she kills Senya, potentially Akaavi to Zuvi even earlier, because Akaavi is a lot more perceptive than Corso]

Well you look like yourself But you're somebody else Only it ain't on the surface Well you talk like yourself No, I hear someone else though Now you're making me nervous

Simple Pleasures - Jake Bugg [Zuvi & Theron; a warning]

And maybe it's all that you've done wrong So just bite your silver tongue That you lied with, lied to yourself

It’s Too Much - Moose Blood [fuck. This is how Akaavi leaves Zuvi]

And I don't think I've got this in me And I don't feel the way you do It's been a while now and it kills me to say that It's just too much

Tell Me Why - Nine Pound Shadow [double fuck. Corso & Zuvi breaking up]

And after all this hurt I still love you so And you don't know what this is like There must have been something that you could say Everyone who tried to love you You pushed them all away

Fade Into You - Mazzy Star [Risha about Zuvi; and Risha still loves her no matter what]

I think it’s strange you never knew

[yeah, because you don’t just come out and say it, asshole]

Hanging On - Active Child [fuck, the third. This is Zuvi and Lana’s break up; Lana has always wanted something different than what Zuvi can give her, and I’m terrible for doing this to them, but I’m a slut for angst and suffering]

Touch me and then turn away Put your hands into the flame Tell me if you feel this pain 'cause I don't want to be your ball and chain

Your Ex-Lover is Dead - Stars [Zuvi is having some bad days, yo; but she brought this upon herself and she needs to learn to face actual consequences]

Live through this, and you won't look back There's one thing I want to say, so I'll be brave You were what I wanted I gave what I gave I'm not sorry I met you I'm not sorry it's over I'm not sorry there's nothing to save

Better Life - Paper Route [Accepting, moving on]

All this fire in my veins From a heart that's trapped in my ribcage Burning through my fingertips Burning everything I kiss | And what is done is done Piece together what's been broken Can you ever give up someone A better life, a better life is waiting

Our Hearts Are Wrong - Jessica Lea Mayfield [Zuvi & @rainofaugustsith ‘s Ror; Meeting Ror? First mission with Ror? Realizing she’s falling for Ror? Deciding darkness is worth it as long as she has Risha and Ror?]

You're intimidating as all hell But I ain't scared of you I know how you work I am just like you No matter what you say Our hearts are wrong

The Night Starts Here - Stars [Post Onslaught fuckery, but I’m not saying much more]

The night starts here, the night starts here Forget your name, forget your fear You drop a coin into the sea And shout out please come back to me You name your child after your fear And tell them I have brought you here

[theimperialnuisance]

GETTING TO KNOW THE MUN

NAME: I’m not usually one to give out my real name so Nico is fine :3

NICKNAME: Nico, Kuu, Tiny (some of my tall friends call me that XD)

FACECLAIM: That’s a thing? Do I need one….?

PRONOUNS: She/her or they/them

HEIGHT: 5 ft and a half (and yes, the half is important ;b)

BIRTHDAY: November 12th

AESTHETIC: Oversized sweaters/shirts, rainy days, cozy bookshops/cafes, orchestra music, and cat cuddles <3

LAST SONG YOU LISTENED TO: Kiss me by Sixpence none the richer

FAVOURITE MUSE(S) YOU’VE WRITTEN: oh gosh, I’ve got a few favorites from over the years of writing and roleplaying, the majority being not within the ffxiv universe and just throughout various rp threads and original stories but currently I’d have to say Kien and N’noah are my favorites. Both are my only ffxiv muses (for now) and I love them equally for different reasons! Noah is more of a comfort character for me and Kien is not a typical oc that I have so his personality and backstory gives me a good writing challenge and it’s fun to find lore on Meracydia and make my own hc’s too!

GETTING TO KNOW THE ACCOUNT:

WHAT INSPIRED YOU TO TAKE ON THIS MUSE: the fact that I could create my own character to go through the msq was inspiration enough honestly. I’ve always been someone who love creating characters for games or stories so when my friends roped me in to play ffxiv, Kien just sort of came to life as I began to mess around in the character creation! :3

It also helped that my friends had backstories for their ocs and it gave me the drive to weave my story into theirs so we could have our own canon story together while we went through the main story.  It’s been a lot of fun so far and I’ve met so many wonderful people with wonderful muses so I’m really grateful to my friends for introducing me to this game! <3 (ty always Blaise and Percy!)

WHAT ARE YOUR FAVOURITE ASPECTS OF YOUR CURRENT MUSE: Kien’s ability to observe and adapt—he spent his entire childhood dreaming about far away places so him getting to finally go out and travel the world is a dream come true and he really knows when to slow down and enjoy the moment. As someone who enjoys writing out details, his thought process is really wonderful. As for Noah, it’s her ability to cause trouble…sounds strange, I know, but also all the ways she just creates chaos is so much fun to write out.

WHAT’S YOUR BIGGEST INSPIRATION WHEN IT COMES TO WRITING: Music, for sure. I have a whole playlist of songs, most of them are movie/show and video game OSTs as vocal tracks can sometimes distract me unless the song lyrics have something to do with what I’m writing. I usually just listen to it on shuffle but sometimes I will search for certain songs to help get me in the right mindset for whatever I’m working on.

Bouncing off ideas and head canons with friends and mutuals also helps inspire me too! Though, sometimes if I don’t actively write down what was discussed (especially if it was all plotted out over voice chat or what not), I can sometimes forget the little details or I lose all inspiration to write once I do get a chance to and I have to start all over again…it can be a struggle ( ´∀｀)

I’ve recently found that screenshots can also help me, so I’ll sometimes go into the game and take the screenshots I need for what I want to write and go from there.

FAVOURITE TYPES OF THREADS: I honestly love a lot of different threads. I think my top favorite kind would be the ones where the character is put to the test and you can really dive deeply into who they are as a person. Kind of like “Here’s a situation, now it’s time to see if you’ll sink or swim” I really love character development and seeing what makes an oc tick so anything that can get that ball rolling is right up my ally. I also really enjoy fluff romance threads as I’m a bit of a hopeless romantic myself and I like slice of life every now and then so long as there’s a sort of magical/supernatural aspect to them.

Yay! I finally finished this! Life has been crazy busy for me so this has been in my drafts far too long. I was tagged by @sundered-souls and @bek-sc! I appreciate you both for the tags!

Tagging; @circusredmage @tokki-yue @omgpercabethsummers @sworn-unbeliever @decadentvelvet and anyone else who’d like to! But of course if you’re not comfortable filling this one out I completely understand <3