#cililan murphy

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reunion's - cillian murphy x actress oc

- these are my literal guilty pleasure, so it only made sense to do one myself.

- takes place right after oppenheimer ends filming and the premiere of it

-has a few time skips

Warnings: none!

Word Count: 3.0K

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tana looked up from her laptop that she had been scouring for the past few hours, reading a short script over and over again. in between a bottle of wine and thai takeout, ofcourse. it was nearing 2 am when she heard her california home front door open, she looked up, her tabby cat still at her feet. she stood up unsure of who it could be, but then heard the distinct Irish accent that she'd come to love over the past 2 years. and that's when she saw him walking towards her. he smiled widely, holding a bouquet of peonies and a box of chocolate. her favorites. "hi my love." he said softly setting the gifts down, and pulled the girl into a big hug. she looked up at him and smiled, before kissing him. they melted into the kiss, familiar yet unfamiliar. he'd been shooting oppenheimer for the past 60-something days while she had been in vancouver shooting the last episodes her character had in riverdale...how she went from peaky blinders to riverdale will amaze her for the rest of time. she'd be back in vancouver shortly for pilot season. "hi baby.." she whispered as they parted before she pecked him one last time. he dipped her, causing her to giggle and he placed one more kiss before moving back to grab her gifts. she took the gifts, marveling at the flowers and gave him a cheeky smile for the chocolates. he smirked, taking ahold of rodgers; her 6 year old tabby. she adopted him around civil war with captain america vs iron man and named him after the great steve rodgers. cillian kissed the tabby, before setting him back down. tana moved over into the kitchen to place the flowers into a vase, and set the chocolate near the expresso machine. she set the flowers above the sink and smiled. cillian came up behind her, and wrapped his arms around her. they'd have tonight before reality set back in.

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tana and cillian met on the set of peaky blinders in 2021, right after the second wave of the pandemic hit. as fate would have it, they lived down the hall from one another as cillian was going through it with his wife. the two had been having issues for years and the pandemic only amplified them. he confided in her, and in turn she came to adore the man. in ways she knew she shouldn't, so once her character's time came to an end on the show, she skipped back to los angeles before hiking it up to riverdale in vancouver, of march 2022. the two didn't see each other then until november 2022 when cililan came to toronto to do some filming for a video short. the two rekindled where they had left off. cillian's divorce just had been finalized and so he had the freedom to do whatever his heart pleased. but for tana who was 27 in november, the logistics of coming out to the world was not necessarily good. bleak. grim, even. for him and for her, the age gap between the two would be the focal point and not that they cared deeply for one another. tana woke up a little bit before cillian, and she was cuddled into his chest. she moved some stray hair out of his eyes softly. she hummed to herself, and as cillian heard that as he pretended to be asleep he begun to tickle her. she jumped and squealed as he did so, as it was the death of her. she ended up rolling onto the floor, and as soon as she landed with a thud she erupted with laughter. cillian quickly looked over, and relaxed as he heard her contagious laugh. she pushed a foot towards him, as if to keep his distance. he put his hands up in defense playfully and she got up. cillian eyed his shirt that hung over her body. "have i ever told you that you in my clothes..just does it for me?" he questioned cheekily, and she rolled her eyes. "yeah yeah yeah." she said throwing a stray pillow at him before walking out of the room. she walked out and went to go feed her cat, and make some expresso. as she scrolled on her phone and responded to messages, cillian walked in planted a kiss on her head before getting a nespresso for himself. he walked to the fridge, grabbing some creamer for tana and milk for him. "you really need to get some tea, love." he said softly and she stiffled a laugh. he was playing with fire, this morning she thought. jokingly ofcrouse. "I'm american, we don't drink breakfast tea." she said in a posh british accent and he cringed causing her to laugh. "yes ill grab more today...besides i didn't know you'd be stopping by. so that's on you buddy." she smirked sipping her coffee now. "oh is that so?" he asped wrapping his arms around the girl. because of how fleeting their time together was, they made the most of it, and usually could never keep their hands to themselves. innocently and not so innocently.

it was around 2 pm that day as they were watching the office together the steve carrell version, he got a call from his agent. his demeanor changed, and then he stood up walking into the bedroom. she thought nothing of it, and waited for him to return. cillian's heart and mind fought with one another. his heart told him to stay, while his head told him to leave. his agent had tipped him off that the daily mail or the daily fail was about to put out a article, detailing his and tana's relationship..from the very beginning. somebody had told them, and he was trying to figure out who. his agent told him to get his arse back to ireland, so they could do some media damage. but he just didn't want to leave tana to the wolves. he wanted to face everything together. but his agent had said this will look badly on them, more her than him. she'd be seen as somebody with 'daddy issues' (nothing wrong with that tho!) while he'd be seen as a womanizer and that could benefit him. he bit his cheek as he quickly gathered his things. when he didn't come back in, she went go to see if he was still on the phone. as she opened the door, her heart dropped. "you're leaving?" she questioned, and he paused briefly. "ye-yeah my agent needs me to come back for an audition." he said not looking up at her. she nodded, biting her cheek. she felt tears pool her eyes, why was he being secretive? she felt her chest rise, knowing she would be crying momentarily. he picked up on her scattered breathing, and as he looked up she was out of the doorway. he finished packing and walked out to find her. "tana?" he questioned and he found her in the little reading nook in her office. she looked out the window, not wanting to turn. and she knew if she did, she'd start sobbing uncontrollably. "just- just don't. don't say a damn word, because nothing is going to make up for the fact that you're leaving because youre terrified!" she seethed now looking at cillian. his heart dropped, knowing she knew. she shook her head biting her lip, sighing. "my agent told me last night right before you got here." she said setting her feet on the ground in front of her. "you're being a fucking coward, cill. a fucking coward!" she threw at him, before shaking her head. "i thought differently of you...so fucking different." she said wiping her eyes, getting rid of her tears. "you-you fucking promised cill. fucking promised." she seeted, pointing a fingers towards his chest. his eyes followed with tears, so evident in his blue eyes. "get the hell out." she said calmly, before sitting back down on the nook and looking out the window. cillian swallowed, watching for a brief moment, before walking out. shattering the young girl's heart.

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the two would not see each other until the premiere of oppenheimer in london. tana had come a few days early to stay with florence in her london flat before the hotel stay where they'd get ready. the two had become thick of thieves after working on the critically acclaimed, midsommar. ever since then, they had been best friends. the pair were in their conjoined suites, with their respective hair and makeup teams, and stylists. for the first time in her career, chanel had sent over personalized dresses for her to choose from, and she chose a dashing and daring silver rose gold dress, that plunged a bit at the front. "you nervy?" florence questioned walking in on camilla as she was inspecting her dress. she smoothed down the dress, and she nodded to florence; making eye contact in the mirror. "well you look hot, so he's gonna have to say something." florence smirked and the two went on to take some photos together. they arrived at the premiere, and tana's stomach fluttered with butterflies. they'd be the first people on the carpet, and first for the movie in florences cast. florence was met with a rupture of screams, and tana even earned her own as she stepped onto the carpet. peaky blinders had given the international fanbase she'd bee gunning for, and now it seems there were a few waiting for the premiere. she watched florence do some solo shots, and took one on her phone of florence before their agent pushed them together. the crowd went wild, and the two laughed contagiously, and cillian would know that laugh from anywhere. as he walked up to the carpet, he saw tana looking the most beautiful he'd ever seen her. she look confident, calm and collected and most of all, she seemed genuinely happy. and that was all he wanted for her. the pair took some more photos before florence pushed her away to make tana take some solo shots. she waved to some fans who went wild, and that's when she momentarily made eye contact with cillian. and for some reason, that unleashed one hell of a confidence boost. florence walked towards cillian who gave her a knowing look, he knew she set this whole thing up. "TANA - TANA - TANA!" florence chanted with the crowd, and tana's cheeks turned crimson pink. she shook her head, before walking towards her agent. she laughed loudly at whatever the agent said before the two made their way over to the interviews. "you fucked up cill, royally." florence said pushing him softly, before taking photos with each other. and then the queen emily blunt showed up and florence quickly ran over to hug and take pictures. emily laughed at cill's response, before the two walked over. "did florence tell you that you fucked up royally?" emily said turning towards the camera and speaking through clenched teeth. florence snickered and cillian nodded. "yep, and i know it wont be the end of it tonight." and emily clapped him on the back, "atta boy." she said before matt damon joined in.

tana took in some interviews, "how does it feel to see your ex on the big screen like this?" one of them asked, and she smiled diplomatically. "its amazing! to see how he did in peaky blinders and to now grace the big screen is wonderful! he definitely deserves this moment, and as an audience member i cannot wait to see what it entails." she smiled genuinely, before stepping back. "can i go inside?" she questioned, who told their publicist that they were going inside. "all for florence." the american girl muttered to herself as they walked into the theater.

yet they never made it to the movie, because on the other side of the world in california, they declared the protest between sag aftra and production companies/houses. florence dragged tana to an after party at the soho house. as florence partied on, tana sat at the bar on her phone. she spoke to her parents about the strike and found that they were already on the picket lines, for their daughter who couldn't just yet. she facetimed them, and saw all of it. "you guys are too cute! see yall soon." she beamed, before ending the facetime. she typed away to another friend, and another producer. things were becoming real for them and her stomach turned with anxiety. "mind if i join?" she heard the familiar Irish accent that made her stomach skip. she did not bother to look at him as she finished her cranberry vodka, holding it up for another one. he sat down without a word. he ordered his usual pint of beer, and they sat in silence waiting for their drinks. her phone buzzed with a selfie from her parents, they had taken with an actor friend of hers, maia mitchell. she hearted the image. she thanked the bartender for her drink and then cillian received his. "your parents on the picket lines?" he questioned, already knowing the answer. her parents had always been politically active, and this movement proved no different for them. "ye-yeah. i facetimed them as they were hitting hour number 3." she mused sipping her drink. "i figured." he mused, "that they'd be supporting something that means so much to them." she added to his comment and his eyebrows raised. "list-" she cut him off, "i get that you didn't want your career to be clouded, bu-but did you think for a second what it would do to mine, huh? or at least how you leaving would make me feel ? answer me that much cillian." and there it was. she'd used his full name and not just cill, he had come to love to hear from her.

"no, i didn't. i was in too much of a hurry to consider anything else." he answered honestly, and she felt her heart sink. she already knew his answer, but hearing him confirm it hurt even more. she nodded, "i figured. i so fucking figured." she seethed drinking more of her drink. "if you had, maybe things would of been different. or maybe just maybe, i wouldn't have wasted 7 months of filming falling for you." she quipped, chugging the rest of her drink; slammed it on the counter and texted florence she was taking a taxi back to the hotel. cillian sat at the bar, the rest of the night. tana had made it back to the hotel around 1 am, and as soon as she shut the conjuring suite door, she broke down sobbing. she felt as if her heart was about to break out of her chest, as she heaved. the brunette ripped off her jewelry and dress, before slipping on the white robe the hotel had for each guest. she went to the bathroom, to clean off her makeup. as soon as she saw her reflection, she cried harder. she stood in front of the mirror for a few minutes more, before walking out to go lay down. as she was passing the door, a loud knock was pounded. her eyebrows crinkled, with confusion. she wiped her eyes, and looked through the peephole before opening it to cillian. "what?" she asked, defeatedly. she was done, done with feeling the way she did about cillian. cillian took in the girl's broken composure. his eyes watered watching her crumbling before his eyes. "tana." was all he said before he stepped in, wrapping his arms around her. he shut the door behind them, and slowly made his way over to the bed with her.

he held her too his chest as she sobbed, his heart breaking knowing he caused this. she continued to cry for the next 10 minutes before she looked up at cillian who had already been looking at her for a few minutes. "why didn-didn't you stay? when you knew that would hurt me?" she questioned through broken sobs. his heart broke, and he brought her in for a kiss. she melted into the kiss feeling salty tears hit her cheeks. they pulled apart and she wiped his. he smiled weakly, and her in awe of his vulnerability, once again. she hadn't seen him cry since he put in motion the divorce. "cill.." she whispered wiping more tears as she whispered his name. "wh-why are you here?" she questioned, softly. "to tell you that...it hurt me too. that I'm sti-still hurting." he said weakly, and her heart now broke even more. "cill-" he cut her off, "i haven't stopped thinking about how we left things and in turn, can't turn off the memories that we made together. and i just, i miss you, I'm sorry." he cried. she brought him into her neck trying to comfort him. she allowed him to cry now, feeling vulnerability seep through his suit. his see-through suit. cillian calmed down after a few minutes, "cill.." she said and he looked up at her. "tell me what you know i want to hear, and ill be yours once again." she said softly and he nodded. "i want you, i have always wanted you. what i feel for you is stronger than anything i felt for my ex wife...and i want our lives together, in private and in public." he said confidently. and tana was sold. she smiled widely, before kissing him. they kissed the whole night, catching up and talking. oh, and laughing occasionally. florence came home sometime later and heard the two giggling like fools, and banging on the suite doors. "i swear to god if you fuck, I'm killing you lot!" she yelled and the two laughed, loudly. florence smirked, texting emily the good news.

tana and cillian spent the night forging a plan to go public, and how they wanted to spend time between los angeles and ireland. "ireland." tana hummed, and cillian had a twinkle in his eye. "ireland?" he questioned and she nodded. "take me home." she smiled before he gave her the biggest kiss of the night.

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@thetana: London you were smashing xx

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@florencepugh: absolutely adore you lady

@emilyblunt: hope my trash talking helped things move along

@johnkrasinski: had the best office quote off

@rdj: see you on the picket line, lady !

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[ugly-crying-over-bucky-barnes]

Roguish Women Part 49

Summary: Kate is an American who fled to Paris to escape her past life. Now she's dancing and  playing the part of a courtesan at the Moulin Rouge. There she meets Tommy Shelby who thinks she can be useful in expanding his empire. But has he been blinded?

Part 49: Neither Kate nor Tommy can remain idle for very long. 

//Sorry for such a delay. School has been so tough this semester but this week is finals so I'll be back to writing in no time. I think Helen's death really took the wind out of my sails too. I still haven't really gotten over it. I take celebrity deaths so badly. 

            But by the time Tommy had returned, however, his own bride had gone missing. Alice pointed him outside again, this time on the back patio. Grateful for some time alone with her, Tommy left the rowdy party inside.

            Kate was sitting on a garden wall; her back was to the party as she overlooked Arrow House’s great lawns. Tommy shrugged off his coat and draped it over her arms.

            The soft-touch of the fabric knocked her out of her own thoughts. “Did you find Alfie?”

            “Yeah, he was out on the steps.” Tommy sat down next to her.

            “Oh good. Mabel was sure he had gotten cold feet and ran.”

            “He’s not going anywhere. Never thought I’d see that man in love. Guess I’ve seen it all now.”

            Kate laughed softly and leaned into his side. Her eyes were still lingering over the grassy hills where grasshoppers chirped and a few owls surveyed hidden in their trees. “This place is bigger than the block I grew up on in Boston.” She remarked. “I’d always grown up wondering where those great outdoors were. Where there was almost nothing for miles and miles. You couldn’t see the end of it. I thought someday I’d go out west and maybe just disappear out there.”

            “I would’ve joined you.” Tommy agreed. “I wanted to a cowboy when I was growing up.”

            Kate smiled and tried to picture young Tommy Shelby pretending to be an outlaw. In a way, he had become one. They both had. “I guess the city isn’t so bad when you’ve got people you care about there. Still, it’s nice to know that there are places where city stuff doesn’t matter.”

            Tommy knew there were things they could never escape. But there was no use destroying the illusion.

            “I was thinking if we had a boy, we could name him after John.” Kate glanced over at her husband. “Arthur and I were talking about it. I guess we could nickname him Jack to make things easier. But I thought it would be a nice honor.”

            Tommy nodded. “I think that’s a nice idea.” There was a hole in his heart that his younger brother had left. So many times, he was tempted to pick up the phone and call him. But then the realization trickled over him like cold water. Esme had taken many things but there were items Tommy still had. Letters and an old schoolbook that John had written all over. The binding was coming loose and the pages were yellowing, but Tommy would never throw it away. He had learned early on to keep little mementos of people before they were gone. He had nothing from his mother. No one did. It was almost like she never existed because there was no trace of her left. It was something he regretted and a mistake he wouldn’t make again.

            He took Kate’s hand in his, squeezing it gently. “What we have girls?”

            “Then one of them will be Jacquelyn.”

            He chuckled. “You always have a plan for everything, don’t you?”

            “Well, I learned from the best.” She murmured and pulled him close for a deep kiss.

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            The day was warm as Kate stepped outside. But there were clouds coming in from the horizon. She took her time walking across the patio to the lawns. She went to stand on top of the hill that overlooked the rest of the fields on Arrow House’s land.

            There, she could spot Tommy coming from the forest trails on Blue. He had the horse on a loose rein, letting him lope across the grass. May had told Kate it was a miracle the gelding responded so well to Tommy. According to May, the horse had a fiery temper but that didn’t seem to bother Tommy in the slightest. Kate had a feeling he enjoyed the challenge. She knew he’d been itching for something to do. Between being on holiday and waiting for the due date, Tommy was getting stir-crazy. Having a young horse to focus on training was good enough of a distraction. At least for the time being.

            Blue’s hooves were heavy against the ground as he trotted up the gradual hill to Kate.

            “I thought I’d find a cowboy out here.”

            Tommy chuckled and dismounted. “Were you waiting for me long?”

            “No, I just came out. I was worried you were going to get caught in that storm coming.”

            Tommy took Blue’s reins in hand and began walking with Kate back to the stables. “A little rain doesn’t bother me.”

            “Well, I didn’t want Blue to be spooked. I think it might thunder.”

            He patted the gelding’s shoulder. “He’ll learn to get used to the noises. Warhorses always get used to the noises.”

            Kate noticed the faraway look in his eyes. “I hardly think Blue would be a warhorse. Deserves a better life than that, don’t you think?”            

            “Hm.” He nodded but didn’t seem to really hear her.

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            The sky had gone completely dark by the time they reached the stables. Tommy got Blue untacked while Kate combed out his mane. But the horse was starting to pick up on the storm brewing. His nostrils flared and he tossed his head.

            “Sh, sh, easy.” Kate soothed and stroked his neck. “It’s alright.”

            Tommy took Blue off the cross ties. “He’ll settle in his stall.”

            Kate put the mane comb away and wandered to the stable doors. In an instant, it began to pour. Heavy raindrops smattered against the gravel walkway back to the house. The wind picked up and rushed through the budding trees.

            Every time it rained; Kate felt washed over with memories. She didn’t know why the weather had such an impact on her. But there was only so much she could do when the sky was putting on such a violent display.

            Tommy wrapped an arm around her waist. “Guess we’ll be stuck here for a bit.”

            “It’ll go as soon as it came.” She said quietly.

            “Want to sit?”

            “Oh, yes, that would be a good idea.” Sometimes when she was lost in her thoughts, she forgot the burden of carrying twins.

            Tommy grabbed a stool from the tack room to let her sit. Kate sighed and watched some of the rainwater trickling into the stable aisle.

            As if reading her mind, Tommy slid the doors shut. The rain was muffled and mixed with the sound of the horses stirring in their stalls. Blue poked his head out, snorting uneasily.

            “Y’know, it rained one of the last few days I was at the Moulin Rouge,” Kate said. If they were going to be stuck in the stables until the rain ebbed, she figured it would be a good idea to talk. “And I realized that sometimes the worst comes before the good.”

            Tommy sat down on a bale of hay next to her. “I’ve found that too.”

            She smiled. “So maybe with all we’ve been through so far, it opens us up for happiness the rest of our lives.”

            “Kate, I want nothing more than for you to be happy.”  

            “I know, so I guess I…” She chewed on her lip. “I don’t want to sound like an awful person saying this, but I don’t want to lie to you either.”

            Tommy reached over to lift her chin. “Tell me.”

            “I hope that during this holiday you’re taking, you’ll realize there’s more to life than clawing your way to the top.” Kate took his hand in hers. “I hope you’ll see that maybe you were destined for better things. You said how you wanted to work with horses. You have plenty of money to just do that. To retire and-” Her voice faded when she realized she was losing him.

            His blue eyes were steady on their entwined hands. “I can’t stay still, Kate.” He whispered. “Not since the war. If I stay still, if I stop moving forward…everything catches up to me.”

            Kate understood completely. When she was running from Santo all those years, she never felt safe in one spot. Physically or psychologically. If she kept moving, she felt she was steps ahead of her opponents. Steps ahead of the turmoil she’d left behind. If she kept moving, she could forget about her mother’s death. She couldn’t ask Tommy to stand still and let it all catch up to him.

            “I understand.”

            Tommy brought her hand to his lips, gently kissing her knuckles. “It’ll be alright.” He promised. “The holiday will be fine. We’ll be busy soon enough.”

            Kate smiled but felt a little deflated. If only there was something she could do to help her husband. But it felt impossible.

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            The rain let up just enough for Tommy and Kate to hurry back to the house. Thunder rumbled across the sky and the wind tore across the countryside with a vengeance. Kate didn’t like to think she was superstitious, but she was getting an ominous feeling that she couldn’t shake.

            The windowpanes rattled after dinner from the thunder that was still getting closer. Kate retired to bed before Tommy but she couldn’t sleep. Instead, she paced by the windows. There wasn’t much to see outside. It was too dark and raining too hard. But Kate she could see shadows on the lawns. A chill ran up her spine when a crack of lightning flashed across the sky.

            She gasped when she swore that she could see a menacing figure standing outside. In her panic and fear, her brain conjured up an image of Santo. The floorboards behind her creaked and she couldn’t help but let out a scream.

            “Hey, hey, what’s wrong?” Tommy turned on the light and rushed over to her.

            So startled, Kate began to cry.

            “What’s wrong?” He pulled her close.

            “I’m just s-so scared, Tom.”

            “There’s nothing to be afraid of, love, I would never let anything bad happen to you.” Tommy kissed her temple and rubbed her back. “What spooked you?”

            But Kate was too petrified to answer. Every roll of thunder and every flash of lightning made her shake. She couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched. “I-I’m just scared.”  It was scarce, the number of times Kate admitted to being afraid of anything. No one needed to know her fears. If they did, she was certain they would just use those fears against her. Some sort of manipulative tool. But there were times, like in that moment, she couldn’t contain her anxiety. There was no telling why, but so many things were coming up to the surface that night. Perhaps she had remained idle for too long as well.

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do you have any fcs that could play an older (75+) cililan murphy ?

Hello!

You have: Terence Stamp, Jim Broadbent, Ian McElhinney, Michael Caine, Anthony Hopkins.

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I’m not sure how attractive I find Cililan Murphy, but his voice is the most beautiful thing.

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Bu göz alıcı güzellikteki “kadın” sinema tarihine çoktan adını yazdırdı bile. Gözleriyle, bakışlarıyla, duruşuyla… Ama o aslında bir kadın değil, sadece rol gereği kadın kılığına giren bir erkek oyuncu. İşte rolleri gereği cinsiyet değiştiren ünlüler. Cililan Murphy, 2005 yapımı Pluto’da Kahvaltı filminde de bir travestiyi canlandırmıştı. Daha sonra da Peacock filmi için esmer bir kadına dönüştü.