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So what see here is some pretty complex reasoning on OCs. The way you talk makes it look like you ruminated on the subject for awhile. From what I can gather:
OCs are puppets to the writer Your use of the pictures and comments on this point I took for more of joking/using what you had with the pics you had. Nope. This itself had serious thought and was an attempt at meta commentary on the nature of OCs

They are meaningless to the universe
So you are looking at the meaning of OC. What I take it is a slightly critical but sympathetic look at their plight. It is an attempt at examining the nature of them. They both have some freedom as well...

This was an attempt to subvert a normal shipfic
He never got her. He may even intent to not love again under trying to find a sense of duty. Pretty deep TBH. Though I am uncertain if it was me simply being dense I am not sure if the fic itself reflects this fully well:
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“I know it, Stella, I know…Goodnight honey” I said.
“Sleep well, dear” Stella responded.
Your use of honey and dear especially makes them look like a couple here. 

This is some extremely meta reasoning, I'm not sure if it is fully transmited in your story but I am actually impressed with your motivations and inspirations for this.