#danielle galligan fanfic

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Kimchi and Movie night

Pairing: Danielle Galligan x actress!reader(platonic) ft mention of the Crow cast

Summary: Having to deal with harsh interviews calls for Danielle to come to your rescue

TW: bad relationship with family members

Masterlist

You had found your on and off screen older sister figure in the form of Nina Zenik and the actress portraying her: Danielle Galligan

Since your involvement, I mean much more involvement, in season2 of Shadow and Bone the actress had taken a liking to you, and the sentiment was 100% mutual on your part.

Danielle was someone you wished you had meet before, her and the rest of the Crow cast. Because they were the picture you had when picturing a family, a group of people who were always there for each other.

Since the start of shooting the latest season Danielle had been your comfort, your support, your source of advice, your comedian, your best friend and everything you could think of. She was the reason you were hanging on dear life.

“Who is your biggest supporter?” Your mind traveled in a second to your fellow actress, but exposing like this your awful relationship with your family was not a good idea, not when your mother was going to see it. You lied, a white lie you memorized by heart.

“My family. They weren’t very happy when I told them I wanted to work in this field, but when they understood I could do it, they were there for me.”

That day, when you went home you turned off your phone, not wanting to talk with anyone. Not your family, not your friends back home, not a single soul.

The doorbell rang, annoyance painted all over your face. You looked through the hole and a weak smile was plastered on your features. Opening the door, Danielle was smiling at you, holding up some groceries bags.

“Can I come in?” Her sweet voice was something you missed dearly.

You let her inside and she flew to your kitchen table, taking out so much junk food you were surprised to see all that stuff.

Danielle sensed it, how she was able to was a mystery for you too, and before you could ask she took out a box(?) of kimchi.

“It took me forever to find it, next time tell me where you buy it.” You trotted(?) to her taking the food and thanking your friend. “I though that after an entire interview about your family you were in need of some of this.” She added leaning on the counter.

“Maybe not all of it, but I missed my dear kimchi for sure.” She laughed at you but said nothing. She saw the way you looked when you opened the door and this, this version of you was enough for her.

“Ready to binge watch season 2?” Danielle said taking control over your couch and tv.

“If only we skip my scenes. I don’t wanna see myself on screen, is weird.” You retorted above the loud sound of your (cappa). Danielle answered with an annoyed ‘yeah yeah’ and you knew you were going to have a long night of teasing.

[moonslesbology]

The Lucky One

finnick odair x eleanor eves

Summary: In which a soft hearted girl from district 4 would do anything for the people she loved and a wounded boy from the 65th Hunger Games would do anything for the girl he loved.

warnings: canon level violence, domestic violence, prostitution, child abuse, descriptions of C-PTSD, sexual humilation, brief mentions of homophobia both external and internal

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Character aesthetics

eleanor eves - played by danielle galligan

finnick odair - played by sam claflin

annie cresta - played by sophie turner

MASTERLIST FOR THE LUCKY ONE

prologue

one

two

[calicoquinn]

My newfound obsession with Shadow & Bone, particularly the crows, has manifested in trying to learn to draw again. Thus, trying to figure out how to recreate a stylized likeness of a person. Right now, it's Nina Zenik, to match the SOC week.

This is the try. I don't think I did too bad.

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“On One Knee”

Requested by - @elennox03

Warnings - None. fluff 💞

Freddy Carter x reader

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“Today, in that scene. What if it was true? Me getting down on knee, with a ring. Would you like that?”

My head shoots up from the book I had in my lap.

“Wh-what? You want marry me?” I gasp.

Freddy gives me a small chuckle and takes my hand, running small circles on my palm.

“One day, if you’d want that”

I fling my arms around him and let a squeal.

Of course I wanted to marry the love of my life.

I’d be Mrs Carter.

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I remember the day he proposed. We’d just finished on set. A project Freddy was working on.

It was late when we wrapped and it was a clear night. The stars were out shining brightly.

I loved nights like this.

My hand intertwined with Freddy’s and I walked closely beside him looking up as we made our way to his car; that’s when I saw it.

A Shooting Star.

“Freddy look!”

He looks up with me and I could hear him whisper under his breath.

“That’s beautiful”

We stand and stop for a moment, taking in this one moment.

“Are you going to make a wish?” Freddy asks.

I hug him from the side.

“I have everything I want right here”

Freddy placed a gentle kiss on the top of my head and leads me to the car.

The drive was quiet like normal but I when I noticed we weren’t taking the regular route home I asked him where we were going.

He gives me square of my hand and a wide smile. The smile he normally has when he’s up to mischief.

He wouldn’t tell me where he was taking me and when I got out the car he covered my eyes.

“Don’t open them until I tell you too”

He leads me down a uneven path before we come to a standstill.

When I open my eyes a little gasp escapes me and tears well up. I do my best to stop them. Don’t want mascara running down my face.

The site in front of me was wonderful.

Lamps and lanterns sat on the grass in a square, in each corner of a beautifully made picnic blanket.

Love heart confetti had be spread about along with some cushions and smaller blankets.

He always knew I got cold.

“It’s beautiful”

I turn to face him only to see that he wasn’t there.

I look down and see him .... on one knee.

“Oh Freddy” the tears don’t stop this time.

He didn’t even finishing asking before I tackled him into a bear hug.

“Yes, Yes, Yes. Of course I will marry you!” I cried out. Tears falling like they would never stop.

Who cared about a mascara stained face now.

I was engaged!

I didn’t know how long we’d stayed in our embrace but when we pulled apart Freddy handed me a handkerchief for my face and slipped the ring onto my finger.

It fit perfectly.

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Now it’s 12am and a year on. I’m still in the honeymoon phase and if I’m honest I feel like I always will be with Freddy.

I couldn’t sleep so I found myself flicking though our wedding album on the sofa.

I was a mess the day of the wedding. It took months of planning and I couldn’t sleep the night before.

I insisted that that Freddy couldn’t see me the night before the big day, like tradition, but the bed felt cold without him.

I kept thinking ‘what if he gets cold feet?’ which obviously didn’t help me.

Yet all that vanished when I walked down the aisle.

I took a deep breath and smoothed out my dress and took my first step.

I could still remember the way he looked at me that day. It was like I was the only one in the room. He looked at me like that every day since.

Tears welled in his eyes as he took my hands. I wiped them away as we exchanged vows.

Every moment of that day was caught on camera.

I ran my fingers over each photograph, savouring the memory.

I was so encapsulated in the moment I didn’t even hear Freddy walk up behind me.

“What are you doing up?” He asks; his voice gravely. He must of just woken up and found my side of the bed empty. It unsettled him too.

I motion him to sit.

He lays his head in my lap. He’s still tired.

“I’m looking at the wedding album” I say softly, plating with his hair.

“Hmm that’s nice” he hums.

I oppress a chuckle as his eyes slowly flutter shut.

“Happy one year baby” I whisper as he slips off to the land of dreams.

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Beautiful Mistakes

Summary: Nina and Matthias crossed paths on a vacation, it was a vacation for everyone else’s eye but for Nina it was a hit and kill mission. Except there is one bump in the step, the person she was send to assassinate was the same person Matthias was sent to protect.

Paring: Human! Spy! Nina × Matthias

Words: 3.1k+

Warnings: weapons, language, Innuendos, helnik in steamy positions but nothing explicit. Maybe some typos

A/n: listen to song beautiful mistakes by Maroon 5. Not really related to the fiction but its cool.

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The sky was blue, the birds were awake and flying, the ocean was calm but Nina's heart was running 100 km per hour. Everything looked serene and safe but it was far from the truth. She only had one shot at this and now it was gone. Okay maybe she was being a little dramatic, there was still a chance to complete the assignment she was here for but the odds were against her.

Dan Mitchel one of the most famous businessman of the world was here on the same cruise with Nina, it was no coincidence, oh no, this was all meant to happen, Nina was supposed to, if lucky, get close to Roberto otherwise keep a safe distance and wait for the right timing to assassinate him. It was a simple in and out situation. By the time someone would've found his body Nina would've been on the road as the nearest port was one day's journey.

While the world saw Mr. Mitchel as a savvy businessman the reality was he was a god damn arms dealer. To cover up his illegal work he had a front business related to fuel distribution. His death was supposed to be a clean one, one depicted as heart attack, safe, so no one woukd expect it had anything to do with the Ravkan government.

But it seems as if Mr. Fancy Gun seller was well in contact with the Fjerdas.

The whole cruise was swarming with Fjerdan soldiers, Nina had no doubt there were more disguised as normal population. Roberto had two bodyguards and two more men surrounding him all the time he was out of his room. The two other men were no doubt part of Fjerdan government, Jarl Burm, general of Fjerda's army whom she recognized easily and another young man, around her age, whom she had got to know as Matthias Helvar after contacting her senior for briefing for the current mess of a situation.

Zoya had been pissed and told Nina to drop her orders after receiving the message, telling her not to jeopardize herself or the mission. Nina's new orders were to stand down and get to know more about Mr. Subtle-terrorist here, all while avoiding the Fjerdan supermodel lookalike soldiers. It was gonna be easy, she already knew these men were all meat no brains, she wasn't overconfident, (okay maybe a little but) it was obvious they sensed no danger, they all were loose on their weapons, the Fjeran men with Dan were without any visible weapons, the only men that looked threatening enough to run for the hills were the couple uptight bodyguards surrounding the three men. Nina could handle that.

24 hours to plant a bug on Dan and get the hell out of here.

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Matthias was beaming, it was a nice day and things were going to be amazing tomorrow when they reach the docks. One of the major deals between Fjerda and Eslme corp were to be closed and there was nothing in the way. Matthias was happy for his country finally recovering from long wars and thriving, it truly was a bright day.

Everything was perfect except for this tingling feeling of someone watching them with close eyes at the back of his head. Matthias ignored it, in his 7 years of on field duty he knew never to be stupid enough to dismiss his instincts but he was aware of the looming threat they could receive with them being soldiers and Mr. Mitchel being an international businessman, it tends to attract unwanted attention. He was ready for any sort of threat as always, with two knives strapped to his shoulder and HK VP9 9mm handgun in his shoulder holster he was fully covered.

"I think its time we should have our lunch and after we can decided the conditions of our deal." Mr. Mitchel said taking a sip from his drink. It was 12:30 in the noon and this guy was on his second glass of alcohol. Something to keep sane, Matthias thought to himself. It was easily to tell Mr. Arms dealer was a shady man, Matthias had a problem with that but his boss had said this was the mission, close the deal with Dan and provide him security, that's it nothing more. Matthias didn't argue further his boss was not only his senior but also his mentor and he believed in him, his duty was to take orders and he would gladly do that.

"Yes Mr. Mitchel that would be perfect." Jarl inclined his hand forward urging Dan to walk ahead of them. "While we are at lunch, Mr. Helvar here would keep an eye on you suite, we don't want any intruders messing with your luggage." Code for, no one is messing with the documents which will be ours once we close the deal. The documents had Ravkan weaknesses, their flaws, secret associations etc. They didn't plan on starting another war but that didn't mean Ravka wasn't interested, it is a safety precaution which at some time could be used as a bargaining chip.

"That is wonderful Mr. Brum." Dan pulled out a cigarette from his breast pocket, what was with this guy and intoxication, knowing he might have a target on his back, all the damn time. It wasn't Matthias job but it is easier to protect someone who isn't out of their mind. He plucked the cigarette out of his hand and threw it in the dustbin near. "Sorry Mr. Mitchel but you asked for our protection and we are saving you so it would be better maybe get high after we've made shore, eh?" Matthias waited for him to get angry or scream at him but he boomed with laughter.

"Oh Jarl I like him. He's good." He is still laughing as they walk away.

Matthias did not like this at all but he had no say in such matters, he was still young and still learning the ways of politics and countries.

He sighed and turned back around to face the closest guys behind him. "Stigg, Magnus Opjer, go down to Mr. Mitchel's sleeping quarters. I'll be there in a minute." Both inclined their heads and followed out. He did a sweep of the upper docks and started walking towards the staircase leading to Roberto's suite when someone bumped into him. "I'm sorry." It was a sweet feminine sound that caught his attention. Matthias was tall so he had to glance down to see a women had crashed into him but was steady now. They was wearing one of those floppy hats almost covering their whole face, but he got a peak of long brown hair. Before he could comfort them for apologizing they were gone. Matthias brushed off the awkwardness and started walking towards his intended job.

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It was 4 in the evening and Jarl and Dan still hadn't returned from their "lunch" Matthias was getting anxious, it was too dangerous for them to be in one place for too long. Stigg had confirmed that both of the men were still in the restaurant, drowning one drink after another. Apparently his boss believed there was no threat on the ship but Matthias's gut was saying otherwise. Maybe he was just being paranoid, maybe just like his boss thought that their enemies were to intimidated to play any games. He sighed and decided to agree to his internal monologue instead of his sub conscious.

"Hey, guys why don't you take a break, I'll keep an eye alone for a while. Doesn't feel like much is going to happen anyway." Matthias called from his security position in the small office in Dan's suite, the place was small with one desk and Fjerda's future security lying on that desk just in front of Matthias. "You sure about that Helvar?" Magnuson called from just outside the door.

"Yeah its fine. Just don't slacker off too far, remember what happened last time. I'll call if there's something."

He could hear snickers outside at Matthias's jab and he too had a smile on his face as some fun memories with his colleagues passed through his brain.

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The uptight Fjerdan's were clearing out, five soldiers walked out of Dan's suite leaving only two guards outside for Nina to tackle.

Finally. Nina thought, finally these assholes were leaving their posts realizing there was no such threat for 8 freaking soldiers to be on guard all the time. Plus Mr. Gangster was sitting in restaurant getting shit faced with their boss. What are their guarding? Nina asked herself, then shook out that thought, it was not her task to find that. It was simple in and out. Plant a tracker on Dan and then leave the ship next day, even if by any chance they find the chip there would be no trace it came from Nina so she'd be safe, mission success or not.

She was in all black clothes with a hood over her head, it was not dark yet but the sun wasn't shining, clouds were in the sky, draping the landscape in grey color. She was armed but with just one dagger and a tranquilizer dark gun, it was a stealth mission not an assassination. The guards were all out, just two were left. This is going to be easy.

Nina walked down the only corridor that lead to the king suite, the guards were talking to each other, while they were distracted, Nina pulled her gun and shot both of them. Both falling like dead on the ground. She dragged both the bodies and locked them in the storage closet so by the time they woke up and realized what has happened Nina would be long gone.

She pulled out a master key she's stolen from the big Fjerdan when she bumped into him purposefully. Careful not to mess up anything she quitely started walking towards the bedroom. One tracker on his clothes, one on his suit case and one on anything other he carried.

The bed room was through the living room with sofas. another door was there adjacent to the living room, she thought would be work office she'd seen in the blue prints of the suite. She would check that out later.

That was the first mistake she made, not checking all the doors to weed out threats. After that it was all series of unfortunate events.

Just as the passed the door in the hallway, it bursted open. A hand grabbed her waist from behind and pulling her inside the room, pinning her on the wall with their large body. She tried to move, wiggle her way out but it was fruitless, her hands were on top of her head, unable to move because of the big hand grabbing them, her feet were wide apart with a huge leg between them, her waist was pressed on the wall with her captor's waist. This is an only sexual position. Nina's brain went out haywiring.

Panicking was not an option so she slumped against the wall, the right opportunity will get her out of here and then she'll have enough time to grill herself for making stupid mistake and being overconfident. Fortunately her hood was still to shielding her face from the huge brick wall pinning her. If she made it out of here alive her identity would still be hidden.

"What the do you think you're doing." Intense masculine whisper filled the silence and Nina didn't need to look up to know who it was, she had realized right that second when a hand had grabbed her that she hadn't seen him leave with the other soldiers. Matthias Helvar, Matthias from whom she'd stolen the key. Shit. She cursed under her breath. "Wow you kiss your mother with that mouth?" She heard the human giant ask and found out that he actually looked repulsed by her swearing. Well that's new, a soldier working with an international terrorist gets offended by the word 'fuck'. She thought.

His grip loosened a little and that was all she needed to get out. She jammed her hands down, before Matthias could react she brought her legs together around Matthias's waist and twisted so she could flip them but unfortunately Matthias's reflexes were faster than she anticipated, so he showed resistance leading for both of them to loose balance and fall.

Matthias had purposfully nudged her a little so he would go down first and she landed on top of his chest with so much force it knocked out all the air from her lungs. What a gentleman. She internally rolled her eyes. "Motherfucking ass." She mumbled and watched Helvar's eyes widen like saucers. "Do you always swear like a heathen?" She ignored him and her body went on fight or flight mode, he brain chose flight and her body complied. She jumped off of Helvar and ran towards the door, hand on the knob, very close to fleeing but a very big hand clamped down on her waist. A weird sense of déjà vu came up and before she could move another muscle Matthias flipped her on the the desk, the only furniture in the room. Her back his the mahogany table with a thud but didn't hurt much, and then Helvar's large body was pinning her in place. Another only sensual position you find yourself in with this hot guy. Her brain commented, and she was certain her internal monologue was nothing but hormones.

"What do you think you're doing?" Helvar asked. Her hood was down, her braid was a mess, his blue eyes were piercing her green ones. "You're the same woman who ran into me a while ago." He seemed to be wondering to himself so Nina didn't bother answering.

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"Are you going to try to kill me?" She asked.

"Huh?" Matthias was still trying to put two and two together, but hearing her ask that brought him back to earth. "What? No." He answered honestly. When he'd heard a break in and saw a black figure creeping in he knew it was a woman. he had expected her to be scared and try to save herself, but the women started swearing like a chainsaw and tried to fight him and almost succeeded. That was a first, he was the best at what he didn't some unknown woman wasn't going to best him. "Wait what do you mean 'try'?"

"I mean you haven't called for back up, or altered you senior, so I'm guessing you want to get all the fun with me-" she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively and he pulled back a little. This woman had no modesty and needed her mouth washed out with soap.

"Since you think you have me under you-" another innuendo. "You think you have the upped hand but let me tell you something Mr. Helvar. You. Are. Wrong." Was all she said before she grabbed by his waist yet again and pushed herself off the table gaining momentum. She twisted and now Matthias was under her, he blushed furiously, this was so inappropriate. She was the enemy, he wasn't supposed to be turned on in this situation.

As Matthias tried to take her down again she pulled a dagger to his throat.

"So now that we are at an empass." She took at deep breath and continued "what is you price Mr. Helvar?"

"What are you talking about woman? You can't buy people!" He said frustratedley.

"Of course you can." She squinted at him "your senior Jarl Brum just sold the future of your country to a terrorist. And you say people don't have a price? How naive are you?"

"That's not how-" Matthias halted. "What do you mean 'sold our country'?

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Nina rolled her eyes that this man's stupidity, was he not aware what was happening under his roof. Nina being from another country knew very well what was going on.

"Come on Helvar tell me you didn't know what your boss was doing or better yet tell me it wasn't your idea."

"I didn't -" Helvar started but stopped, bitting his lip. Saints he looked absolutely fuckable doing that. Get you your head in the game Nina, she mentally shook out all the unholy image of her on Matthias for different reasons.

"Helvar you are even more dumber than I thought. You should've called for backup." Nina had no idea why she was saying this, making it easier for her to fail.

"Look I don't know what you know, and I don't care if you know this or not but Dan is a fucking terrorist and yes I know I can swear don't give me that look." At this Matthias bit his lip again, he had really gotta stop doing that. "Anyway, Dan will secretly from behind the curtains control your country. He wants war, his business depends on it and the best way to do that is to break the treaty between Ravka and Fjerda-" a creek of door and voices broke her rant. "Fuck." She swore and pulled away from the big Fjerda, yet again a mistake. Helvar caught her arm and pulled her against him.

"Follow me." Helvar practically growled.

That's it, he's finally come to his senses and he is going to hand you over to his boss to be killed.

"Climb" Nina snapped out of her self loathing and looked to see Matthias had opened a window in the room facing the lower deck. "Climb." Matthias hissed. "Okay okay hold your horses." Nina wasn't gonna pass up the opportunity to escape, even if it was at the hands of her enemy. "Why are you doing this?" She asked grateful that this was happening but still confused.

Helvar took a deep breath and said "no one gave me answers to some of my questions except for you, I don't trust you so I have you cross check you facts but its not like you can run some where. So go before I change my mind.

Just as she was about to climb out of the window, Matthias jerked her arm and got in her face "I know you can't leave this ship until tomorrow, so meet me 1:00 at night sharp at the highest deck, I still need more answers. If you don't I will scout the entire ship to find you and then we-" he pointed between us "will not talk, I'll give you over to my commander. Are we clear?"

Nina nodded she would have to kill this motherfucker after all. Tonight.

As if he'd heard her thinking "and don't bring weapons. Trust me I'll know if you have them." He probably didn't mean for it to sound sexual but Nina smirked "okay I got it pretty boy." She winked at him and climbed out just in time as she saw him flustered and mentally high-fived her self.

The humor didn't last long as the reality settled in. Nina was in deep shit.

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Traditional Suli Wedding for Kanej

Crossing the Boundary by Wendellwayne7

Inej's parents want Kaz and Inej to have a traditional Suli wedding. Well, a small Suli wedding.

I couldn't get this out of my head. Inspired by traditional Hindu weddings.

[youngfcs]

Oii cib, tudo bem? Espero que sim

Eu assisti Top Gun 2 esses dias e tô alucinada em fazer uma fanfic com o rooster fkdkd mas tô tendo problema pra achar fc, poderia me ajudar? A oc seria uma piloto também

Eu não tenho nenhuma etnia específica em mente, só que gostaria que ela tivesse cabelo castanho e os traços meio afiados e gentil 👉👈. Eu sempre costumo imaginar a personalidade antes do rosto dos OCs, então se você tivesse alguma que passe uma vibe de que gosta de adrenalina, é engraçado (com um pouco de sarcasmo), que se preocupa com os colegas no fundo e que pode ser um pouco doce seria perfeito 🥺🥺 bem a vibe de top gun mesmo

Desculpa o textão falando, acho que tô pedindo mto tbm mas enfim, tô agradecida desde já amo seu blog aqui no Tumblr 💕💕

Olá, anon! Tudo bem sim, só os surtos diários, passei o dia fazendo um vídeo pro canal e acabei agora de ajeitar umas planilhas de dados para o TCC. E você? Espero que bem <3

Eu ainda não vi Top Gun 2 🥺🥺🥺 estou muito atrasada em vários filmes e seriados! Tudo bem <3 vou dar umas opções com uma idade razoável, certo?

Obrigada demais pelo carinho 💕 e desculpa a demora para responder!

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[moonslesbology]

The Lucky One - Prologue

prologue ———— chapter one

THE STENCH OF BLOOD USED TO MAKE ELEANOR GAG SO BADLY THAT SHE COULDN'T BE IN THE SAME PERIMETER AS SOMEONE BLEEDING. It wasn't an uncommon smell to smell, especially when living with one of the only doctors in District 4. When she was smaller, she used to sit in the other room while men brought in injured individuals, blood staining the carpets of the house entrance. The Eves household was notorious for the generosity of the family's gifted doctors, earning kind smiles of all the people of District 4. She had grown accustomed to the smell though, her mum working tirelessly in a Doctor's Office of a home.

Eleanor Eves was eleven when she began helping out. Everyone knew how intelligent she was, her eyes wide and all knowing. The brunette had a steady hand and a calmness to her, allowing her to act quickly in sudden situations. She always wanted to do what her parents did, being easily able to understand how to help treat individuals when they were in states of pain.

"Quick get everything off the table, Ele," Her mother instructed the girl. Sue Eves was a rather direct woman, never really tolerating anyone stalling around and not helping. That is perhaps the reason she was so eager to involve Eleanor with nursing at such a young age. Eleanor sighed, she had rushed into the kitchen quickly after a day around the town, helping some of the elderly clients who couldn't travel easily. Eleanor was shocked at her mother's outburst, although the harshness of Sue Eves' voice was usual whenever she was helping people. She pulled all the papers and cups off the table, rushing to place them on the counters. "You sure you'll be fine here? You can go to your bedroom. It's a pretty bloody situation."

Eleanor shook her head. "I'm fine," she dismissed the concerned look on her mother's face, opening up a cupboard and pulling out supplies. "Boating accident?"

Her mother shook her head. "Kid fell off a rock down the beach, cut his leg open. He was lucky he didn't drown." Her tone sounded overwhelmingly motherly, almost annoyed the kid decided to go climbing on the rocks in the first place. Sue Eves grabbed onto a syringe, shaking ever so slightly as she held it. Quickly, Eleanor took it off her, pulling out some Morphling  gauzes out of the drawers. "Careful, gentlemen. He has several injuries. Not just the leg." Sue placed a pillow down on the table, allowing for the boy's head to rest there. Nervously, Eleanor assessed what she could of the situation, noting down his head injury as well as the massive stain of blood along his leg. She grabbed a hair band from the drawers, tying her hair up quickly before pulling on some surgical gloves. She handed her mother some, who seemed to be frantically ranting about the men and their harshness to the kid. "I swear you men are all brute and no compassion." Sue glared at the men, who quickly left the room.

Sue undid the rag that was wrapped around his leg, before rushing to grab a needle and thread. "Ele, can you deal with his head? Thankfully, it's only a graze so he doesn't need stitches there. Alcohol, gauze, and bandage it, sweetheart. You know what you need to do." The woman instructed, pressing a quick kiss on Eleanor's head. She held tightly onto the syringe, with was filled with Morphling. "I'm busy with his leg. He needs stitches so I'm going to have to give him Morphling. Though, first the priority is disinfecting. Will you be alright handling the head for a minute?" her mother asked her gently. Eleanor nodded at her mother, quickly moving to the cupboard and pulling out some vodka. "He looks around your age, try and distract him. I can't imagine he's okay right now. Stupid kids."

Eleanor nodded, passing her mother the needle with Morphling and quickly moving to the boy, who sat sobbing on the table. His head didn't look too bad, though the large gash seemed painful. She gave him a gentle smile, grabbing some vodka off the counter and pouring it onto a cotton pad. She tapped his cheek ever so slightly, getting his attention.

"I'm going to put this," she gestured to the gauze. "On your head. It's vodka, you know the stuff you get drunk off of. But, we use it as a way to clean wounds here." She saw his eyes transfixed on her, making her slightly nervous, although she continued gently. "It'll hurt, but you need to stay still or else you might cause more damage to your leg. Mum's gonna inject you with some Morphling now once she cleans up your leg."

He seemed almost hesitant, nodding. Eleanor gave him a soft smile, moving the gauze to his head and gently pressing onto it. 

"Ow!" He winced, flinching as Eleanor applied pressure. He looked up and sea green met ocean blue, and Eleanor simply smiled in reassurance. Her left hand remained pressed on the wound, but her right immediately found his, allowing him to squeeze her hand tightly. He mumbled out his reply, "what are you doing?"

"Cleaning your head, idiot," Eleanor responded with a calm tone. She smiled as she saw him calm down ever so slightly at her. "I'm sorry, that was a bit harsh, this must be scary. I'd be scared too if I was you. I'm Eleanor Eves, what's your name?" Her aim was to distract him until her mother finally injected him with the Morphling.

The boy winced as the Morphling was injected into his body. He gritted out his response, cringing greatly. "Finnick Odair."

"Nice to meet you, Finnick, sorry it's like this." She grinned slightly and he smiled back, perhaps relieved to see someone his age near. Eleanor wondered why she had never seen him before,  "Why were you climbing by the rocks? Everyone knows that's a stupid idea."

"I was curious." Finnick admitted, faintly embarrassed at his reveal. His cheeks had turned a slight shade of red, a stark contrast to how pale they had been previously. "I've been there before, so I just assumed I'd be alright."

Eleanor sighed, apologising once more when Finnick winced. She felt his hand squeezing hers and simply smiled. She looked down and saw her mother looking up at her. The syringe was just about to be injected and she could see Finnick's fear. He seemed focused on the size of the needle, shivering ever so slightly. Eleanor tapped his cheek once more. "What's your favourite colour?"

Finnick frowned, but his eyes met hers. "What?"

Eleanor rolled her eyes. "Your favourite colour? Come on, you have to have one!" Eleanor laughed, making Finnick smile ever so slightly. She increased the pressure on the wound, making him wince ever so slightly. Then, he let out a small yelp as the needle entered his skin, his eyes watering but never leaving her gaze. Her smile seemed to evaporate as she saw the pain flash in those sea green eyes. "I'm trying to distract you. Please? You're in pain."

Finnick nodded. "Blue." He shyly responded, noticing every small detail as Eleanor smiled. The young girl quickly let go of the gauze, placing it next to his head, and grabbing onto a plaster. She gently opened it, placing it down gently and slowly. "But not dark blue, blue like-- like the ocean."

"Ironic," Eleanor remarked, grinning slightly at his face. She laughed, gently dabbing the blood on his head once more. This time he didn't wince, focusing on her small rambles. "You know, those rocks may be dangerous but they definitely have the best shells in all of District 4. My friend, Annie, she went there once and brought me back so many shells. You'd like Annie. She's brave, funny, but most of all, she's alive. Maybe when this is all over, you can meet her?"

Finnick nodded slightly, though focused on his own story. "I was trying to find shells for my Ma, it's her birthday and she's been sad and I thought she'd like a shell." He frowned, looking down slightly. "When I fell, I dropped the shell. Guess getting injured was pointless."

Eleanor shook her head. "You shouldn't be risking yourself for a shell, but that's a lovely excuse, I guess." She grinned ever so slightly, looking down to see her mother cutting the thread. Sue looked up at her daughter, nodding to let her know it's over. "Mum's finished now. She's going to bandage it up and then you'll be alright. Are you okay?"

Finnick looked up at her, his eyes fixed on hers. He nodded, squeezing her arm tightly.