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@sangvinarivs
#SANGVINARIVS . a highly selective , extremly private , friend based , mutuals only , multi - muse . brought to life in various fandoms and verses ! adored , loved , and executed by marie ( 23 , she / her )
a study in : trauma , childhood , fascism , betrayal , death and survival . loss of limb , loss of self , apathy , gore , urges , healing , hope and worship . ( personal blogs do not interact ) .
established 09. of March 2026
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@sangvinarivs . Adan gets slightly obsessed with Fish 🩰
It was not uncommon for some of the spectators to mingle with the dancers, after the show. Fish enjoyed this, always delighted to talk with new people. And as the Prima Ballerina, she was quickly crowded, which wouldn't usually bother her. But oh, she really wanted a drink right now! With a lot of smiles and chuckles, she slipped away from a large group of people, and headed for one of the waiters.
Alas, she was interrupted en route! She stopped in her tracks, smiling at the woman who had approached her. She was accompanied by a man whom Fish assumed was her date, though he didn't say a word while she gushed sweetly about the performance.
"Thank you so much," Fish replied, "I'm happy you had a lovely time. Swan Lake has to be my favourite ballet of all, it's always a treat when I get to perform it." Then, she looked to the man, still smiling. Had he been dragged there against his will? That would explain his stubborn silence! "Did you enjoy the performance as well?"
this entire date had been a mistake from the very beginning . what adan had assumed would be a semi pleasant evening , a short entanglement , had instead turned into a visit to the local theater . ( a rare performance of swan lake ) , and he had no choice but to accompany his date . there had been moments where his eyes grew so heavy he nearly drifted to sleep . up until the very second his breath caught in his throat , and his heart all but ceased within his chest . ( beauty . grace . and the single most vibrant shade of blue hair ) he had ever laid eyes upon .
a beautiful swan , flawless in every step she took . it was the first time adan willingly paid attention , leaning so far forward in his chair he scarcely noticed . ( his date ? whatever she had been saying fell upon deaf ears ) . his eyes far too feverishly tracing every delicate feature of that godlike creature upon the stage , committing each movement to memory , ( utterly incapable of looking away ) .
it was only after , when his date feverishly insisted on meeting the star of the performance , that they managed to corner the ballerina . ( but when it mattered most ) , adan merely stared . his eyes wandered shamelessly over her form , his heart pounding furiously against his ribs while his fingers twitched beneath the unbearable pressure of it all . ( there was a maddening desire to reach for her ) , to feel that porcelain skin beneath his fingertips , to trace the delicate curve of her mouth . he wanted her . ( no , he needed her ) . every thought twisted hopelessly around the woman before him , until her voice inevitably became the very thing that tore him back to reality .
❝ . . . i've never seen anything like this , actually . you were fuckin' amazing . ❞ a bright , toothy smile accompanied adan's response as his hands came to rest upon either side of his waist . ( much to his date's disappointment ) , she realized then that he was . . . enamoured . ❝ . . . i'm sorry , i'm usually better at converstaion keeping . you just knocked me off my feet - 'is all . ❞
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@sangvinarivs // & ADAN
That little wink sure was something, riling up the pit of his stomach with sudden heat. God damn it. This man was a pain in the ass even by looks alone.
But he scoffed, grinning as the other man laughed it up.
''If the victory was for runnin' your mouth, sure.'' Rufus shot back, setting his own ear defenders on the nearby hook. The gun in his hand - safety on - was given a casual little spin before being set back in its holster. He was usually more humble about his skills, but Adan had a way of stoking his competetive side.
"So you can shoot a gun, any old fool can do that. Let's see if you can shoot pool. And if you lose, you can owe me 50 bucks."
skilled blue eyes watched as rufus slid the gun back into its holster , a chuckle escaping adan . no doubt recognizing the subtle display for what it was , ( an attempt to show off and impress ) . meanwhile , adan simply approached his fellow detective , casually securing his own gun back into the holster near his chest before puffing out his chest just slightly . ( he was playing along , clearly ) . ❝ . . . tell you what , poyntz . we'll double the price - but if i win , we get shitfaced together . ❞
pearly white teeth appeared as the smug smirk at last gave way to a full smile . ❝ . . . i even promise to go easy on you , buttercup . don't wanna wipe your tears off my shirt . ❞ adan stretched then , ( lifting his arms into the air as a satisfied groan left him ) .
@imprvdente asked : "What can I say? I like playing with my food." from Sith Fish .
hands were neatly clasped behind his back , an expression that revealed neither displeasure nor affirmation . merely the outer facade of a war born soldier draped in uniform . ( the sith had always been particularly fond of the finer arts of torture ) , not that admiral varn minded such crude methods of interrogation . he himself found a certain sadistic pleasure in watching his prisoners suffer . alas , he had merely been assigned as liaison , support for the sith to use as she pleased . ( and though varn often considered the arrangement a pleasure ) , he was constantly reminded of just how incompetent the sith could be . especially when it came to the heir of vader himself , kylo ren .
❝ . . . i do not care what kind of methods you employ for your interrogations , so long as we acquire the information we need . ❞ at last , the admiral's eyes wandered towards the sith , before soon settling back upon the prisoner . ❝ . . . however , i should remind you to exercise some restraint . spill too much blood , and the supreme leader would be . . . most displeased with the outcome , my lord . ❞
@sangvinarivs // & ADAN
She couldn't help leaning into his touch, head tilted to give him more access to her neck. The vibration of his voice against her skin sent a pleasant shiver through her, but she didn't have time to savour it. Next thing she knew, her feet were off the ground and she was being spun around, a trick which always got a girlish giggle from her.
"Now that ain't funny! And as much as I love my brother, he ain't no saint. He's overprotective." Leah turned to face Adan, laying her hands on his chest and letting them run upwards to frame his jaw. "I'm a big girl now. I can fight my own battles. Including you, lover boy."
absentmindedly , adan leaned into the gentleness of her hands , a solemn sigh leaving his mouth as both of his own came to wrap around leah's . ( a kiss was pressed to the back of her hand ) , followed by another to the very tips of her perfect fingers . ❝ woah - hey , didn't you just tell me this mornin' , how good behaved i've been the last two days ? ❞ ( there was almost a pout dancing on his features now ) .
❝ . . . you don't need to fight your own battles , sunshine . you've got me , remember ? ❞ after all , he had promised rufus he would keep her safe for as long as he was able . ( not that his predisposition to drugs and the occasional bouts of withdrawal ) did much to aid the situation . if anything , they merely served to complicate it further - not that rufus knew about it . ( or had she told him ? god he fucking hoped not ) . ❝ . . . ain't nothin' in the world i wouldn't fucking do for you , princess . ❞
the jedi had been a delightful exercise for adan's mind - a fugitive , such a rarity . a traitor to the admiral's beloved empire and in turn , the emperor himself . her torture had been excruciating , and the smile that formed on the admiral's lips only bruised the wounded ego of the captured jedi further . ( so spiteful , so eager to rip him to shreds ) . . . alas adan had been sure that , had she been of any use to the fortress inquisitorius , @imprvdente would have become an excellent inquisitor and , in turn , a wonderful ally . ( as things stood , however , ) she was adamant about breaking free . but the admiral had no intention of setting her free , merely of squeezing out the very last scraps of information regarding the hidden rebel base before eventually dismantling her . ( a crude but effective means of striking fear into the rebels' hearts ) , for they soon , too , would feel the wrath of the empire raining down upon them .
but she had been the admiral's favorite prisoner . though nobody dared question their admira l, he had heard the whispers - of his favoritism , of his sadism towards her . ( no guards , no cameras , merely the sheer blasphemy of his sadistic tendencies ) scarring the young jedi for the rest of her life . yet she had been foolish enough to use a guard change to her advantage , unbeknownst to her that ( the admiral had gone out of his way to implant a tracking device ) within her arm .
❝ . . . shut your filthy mouth , jedi scum . i will not tolerate insubordination aboard my vessel ! ❞ the slap that came down across her cheek was far harsher than the force with which she had bitten into his flesh , ( the leather glove doing little to soften the impact ) of her teeth . it was barely a scratch compared to the force of his strength . his gloved hand soon found its way around the jedi's neck , fingers tightening - the admiral cut off her air , blocking her windpipe to silence whatever insolent remark she might have spared him . ( whether it had been another insult , another threat ) , or yet another act of defiance . ❝ . . . so , so foolish . to believe you would be able to escape my ship . but you are my guest , my esteemed prisoner . have i not shown you enough mercy by merely allowing you to live ? ❞
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@sangvinarivs // & ADAN
"Oh lord, don't tell me...he gave you the Big Brother speech, huh?" Leah said, keys jangling as she unlocked her apartment door. "I'm sorry. He's just...he still sees me as his kid sister, you know?"
She already knew that Rufus had spoken to Adan. He hadn't said as much, but his reaction on finding out they'd started seeing eachother was a dead giveaway. And his protective nature might have been sweet, if she was still a teenager.
But she wasn't. And she could make her own choices. Her own mistakes, if that's what this turned out to be- but it sure didn't feel like a mistake when she was with him. Sure, he could be a little...chaotic...when it came to plans. He'd forgotten some dinner dates. Wasn't always a marvel at answering his phone.
But was that really so bad? She'd seen worse. Much worse.
"I'll tell him off tomorrow, I swear."
his hands had found her hips long before leah managed to hang her jacket on the coat rack , ( burying his face into the crook of her neck ) as he breathed in her flowery scent . every now and then he hummed in amusement , ( even laughed at her frustration ) . truthfully , though , it was far more adorable than threatening . ❝ . . . honestly - i didn't really listen . puffed out his chest like a fuckin' bird , rambled on about you . . . ❞ adan trailed off once more before suddenly scooping leah up into his arms , ( spinning her around carefully ) for a moment before gently setting her back down .
❝ . . . it's cute , really . he just cares about you , sunshine . ❞ adan was not a fool . if anything , he was the furthest thing from the perfect man for leah . ( she deserved better - much , much better ) . but leah was stubborn , and that only made adan want her more . he wanted to be better - for her . ( but FUCK - he was bad at showing it sometimes ) . ❝ . . . promised him i wouldn't hurt you . and , something - something about his gun . ❞
@sangvinarivs // & ADAN
Rufus had always been raised to be polite, to be humble. Don't start fights, but finish them when neccessary. When it came to Adan, however...well, the guy just brought out a real competitive side to the detective. Which had led to them being here, at the shooting range, both intensely focused on their firearms when it was their turn to shine.
When it wasn't his turn, Rufus couldn't help studying the other man. The stance he took, the steady and controlled way he held the gun, the distinct muscle of his arms stark against tight shirt sleeves.
Damn. The man was a pain in the ass. But he was undeniably good to look at, and that was even more annoying.
"We're breakin' even here, man." Rufus said, moving one side of his ear defenders so he could hear himself speak. "Betcha can't face an actual challenge. Like pool."
one precise shot , then another . this was easy to him , child’s play . nothing like a good old sporty competition between colleagues . ( not that adan considered rufus much of a competition ) . he was smart , and had an annoyingly charming streak - but the weight of a gun was far too familiar in adan’s hands . and yet he gave the detective a boyish smile , along with a wink that spoke more of ( challenge than anything else ) . for a few moments longer , blue eyes stayed fixed on the pristine work he’d left behind before , at last , adan lowered the gun and pulled the ear defenders from his head .
❝ what ? sorry , i couldn't hear you over my obvious victory . ❞ his hand moved to holster the gun before finding its way into his hair , brushing the strands out of his face that had been bothering him for far too long . ❝ listen , don’t you think i’ve wiped the floor with your ass enough already ? honestly , mate , how much more embarrassment can you take ? is that some sort of kink ? ❞ ( his hands raised in defence at that ) , another louder laugh escaping him . ❝ . . . i ain't kink shaming , promise ! ❞
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