"I'm the one and only Sienna Giovanni. Ex assassin from Hydra, known as the Siren. I know everyone has heard something like that before....."
Born and raised in Brooklyn New York during the 1920's.
I'm Italian and Puerto Rican- I know a sin during this time.
Open World Oc Intro:
"I know they say my kind is a myth, a legend. That we don't exist anymore... But we do... I do at least..."
Sienna Gianna Giovanni
Siren; Puerto Rican and Italian descent
Born in the early 1900's. Raised in the sea for a time till my kind was forced to the land.
About Me
Family Tree
Mutation Genosha
Multiple Muse:
Morgana Aradia (witch oc)
Main-Blog(Likes and follows from): Witchy
Rules
Big one. I am over 25 guys. Minors, I am warning you. If you interact with any of my NSFW it's an immediate block. I am NOT risking that. Even it's it's mentioned NSFW.
SFW/NSFW is okay!
Romance is currently on the fence. So only people we feel comfortable with.
Please remember everything is fictional and is for a good time plot wise. I don't have time to explain to someone this is all just roleplay. If you want something outside of RP. I'm not that girl, this is strictly an RP blog. For fun. I'm friends with mods and that's it. No actually romantic relationships here-I can't believe I have to state that.
All I ask is be kind towards one another. I adore everyone that comes by so please be nice and kind.
Also respect boundaries of others I roleplay with! We all have our own sets of rules and ways we RP! If you can't be nice it's a block.
I also will not handle transphobs, I am Pro LGBT+, and no racism. Creator is latina and I will channel that inner sass~
No one knows his name. All they know is that a couple years ago a man appeared one night, on a pure white horse and started bounty hunting. And he was good at it. Really good. There wasn’t an outlaw that didn’t fear Winter’s Hunter, as he’s come to be known. Rumor has it he’s under contract, but maybe that’s just talk. James Barnes went missing a few months before the hunter appeared…
Currently, he’s sitting at the bar of some shit saloon, sipping on a glass of whiskey. He’s between hunts right now, and was hoping for a peaceful night. He keeps his hat low, hiding his face, but he can tell from the whispers around him that people know who—what he is. He doesn’t look up when someone takes a seat next to him.
Sienna was quiet as she walked around. A usually girl at the brothel, a pretty dress off the shoulder. Her accent was a charm around her actually adored.
Once she noticed him all alone. She walks on over, her heels clicked as she leans on the counter next to him. "Now why is there a lonesome man like you... All alone at the bar on this end hm?"
"Trying to steal someone away for the night." Sienna states as she smiles softly. She eyes him for a second as she tilts her head. "Do you need company?"
The Hunter chuckles, looking her up and down. She… looks vaguely familiar? She is quite pretty. “Hmm… not really my thing. I prefer to know the girl before I get stolen away.”
Sienna leans in a bit as she grins. Honey hue eyes met his, very familiar ones. "My dear. You didn't say that to me years back when we were just some foolish kins." She jokes. Sienna pressed a hand into her cheek as she giggles.
He blinks, a little startled. “You… you know me?” He’s more asking if she knew him before he became the hunter… he shouldn’t be this caught off guard. He’s better than this.
"Jamie." Sienna whispers out as she leans in. Getting nose to nose as she smiles. "Those blue eyes are hard to forget." She taunted as she pulls away finally. She orders them both a drink as she pulls the cash down for them.
The Hunter gasps, eyes widening. Jamie. He… he hasn’t been called that in… he can’t remember. “… Sienna…” he says, breathless. He turns away, a torn expression on his face.
Bucky calls for another shot, and drinks that in one swig as well. She can see his eyes haze over a bit. “What…? You wanted to steal me away…” that’s easier when the guy is drunk…
"I'm not sleeping with you drunk." She replied as she reached out and cups his face. She was so worried for him- "Come on...at least share a bed with me...."
"You never were when we were a thing darling." She states as she eyes him over. She gently kissed his cheek. "But come on... I'll let you sleep with me tonight... No fooling around."
The Hunter turns away. “I.. with Hydra.” They’re a mining and oil company… but there’s rumors of shadier business dealings. “That’s why I started bounty hunting. To pay them off.”
Sienna frowns a bit as she nods her head. She sighs softly as she turns to face him. "Jamie..." She rushed over and hugs him tight. "I never stopped thinking of you...."
TW: abuse, violence, mention of sex is possible depending on route of rp
Gray skies above, the simple morning chirps echoed out into the park. Just because spring has arrived and the lush trees painted the massive land. Didn't mean everything was so bright and cheery.
Especially for the young woman who had left the morning of her boyfriend's house. With a swollen lip and a bruised cheek, yet the women didn't cry nor flinch as people walked by.
The stares of a few caught her attention, seeing the way they either gasped out or the way they hurried along.
Sienna was so used to the sudden dismissive stare, the chatter of worry yet not action to follow. No attempt to try and converse with the young twenty three year old.
Her curls swirled as she tugs the overnight bag to her chest. The way her body curled over her canvas bag as she whimpers softly. This was getting ridiculous- she was a strong woman, raised by fierce woman in her family and the neighborhood.
But, that trait was no where in sight. A mere dread filled her eyes as she was staring out once again. Processing the world around her, more ideally her life. Sienna felt the crisp morning greet her as the sound of steps echoed closer.
She didn't realize someone was walking up finally and the way her voice dulled out as she spoke. Her throat ached from the brutal choking last night-
"I'm fine, I just had fallened down was all." Because if she actually begged for help, no one has believed her. No one.
"Did the ground do that to your throat as well?" The person sounds amused and she feels like she ought to know their voice, but it is meaningless to her. She has not met them yet. "Do not lie to me, Sienna."
Sienna stares, her eyes flickering with confusion as she grew quiet. On alert even.
Why did this person know who she was, why were they speaking to her as if they were aware of each other. Did Sienna get her head slammed into the wall that hard?-
"....Sure it did." She finally replied. Her eyes dulled as she tried to keep a poker face. "Did you get hit with stupidity?"
"Perhaps." They take her hand, drawing it to their lips. Now she saw their eyes. Eyes like the moon. "You don't love that asshole, do you? The one who hit you."
"Oops-" They pull back. Everything about them is soft in the sunlight. They flex their wings before closing them firmly again. No one else in the park seemed to notice or be bothered by their presence. "I figured you were already over him."
"Who? I haven't decided yet. Do you have a name in mind?" He does not reach forward or make any move to touch her, giving her the space she had created.
He doesn't follow her, but she can feel those moon grey eyes on her, drawing her back like the tides. His wings flick, casting shadows on the sidewalk. Shadows, as if he was as solid as the bench, yet he seemed not to exist to the rest of the world.
"You don't love him, do you?" He repeats. "He beats you."
Sienna slows to a halt as she heard his voice. It wasn't love anymore sure-
"...He's the only one that wants me anyways. Just, easier." She looks down for a second. "James.... Is the only one that even noticed me anyways. And who's stayed...what's a couple bruises when it's the only person you got in this whole world."
She looks back to him as she felt his stare. She grew quiet as she studied him. "Hes my everything...."
"You have me." He said it so factually she could almost forget how creepy the statement was.
"You didn't answer my question, so I'll take it you don't. You stay with him because you are afraid of change. You are afraid of being alone. You afraid of loosing his support... You are a coward, Sienna. You are above this."
Sienna glares after that. "I don't even know you."
Her lips phased back into a firm frown as she took a step back. "I do love him. He's all I got left. No one wants a useless girl like me anyways. He's the only one that's seen some usefulness out of me...I'm lucky enough he 'loves' me back." She spat out.
"Are you a tool, little girl?" He seems amused. "Something that is to be used and thrown aside? I was under the impression you were a person. A young woman. Something with infinate value that only the creator could truely see. Or have you forgotten that?"
Sienna stares at him as she didn't understand why he was pushing , and pushing and trying to push her buttons~
"I'm not a woman worthy of anything.... I barely feel like a person, so what's the point of wanting anything else... If God even cared he wouldn't have let it get to this point. This wouldn't be in my plans he made for me." She spat out.
"Then I suppose my job here is done. My existance is meaningless. You have chosen suffering." Irritated, he fluffs his wings and turns away, then stops. "You cannot return to him. If you insist in burning in your own personal hell, you will have to find another man to abuse you."
Sienna frowns at this. What does he mean his existence is meaningless?
"...What do you mean by that? Just because I told you no?" She was confused by them, he didn't make sense in her head. He wanted to give her his heart, as if anyone would- and then sassed her for denying it?
"...Why can I not return to him? You're not making any actual sense. I hope you know this." She sassed him, she was so confused.
"I live- I exist only to help you. You are my life, my meaning. Do you not believe in angels, little dove?" He sits down on the ground, wings closed tightly against his back. "And you can't go back to him because he is dead."
Sienna stares at him in utter shock. Her eyes drifted off as she genuinely didn't believe it, this was not the way her day was supposed to go.
She felt, defeated. Her eyes drifted back to him as she spoke up. "Angels don't exist...." Which was a lie, she knew of one. ".... I'm to unholy for those anyways."
Open RP! Symbiote!Winter AU (I’m going off vibes on this lowkey I haven’t seen the Venom movies)
When Bucky Barnes was captured by Hydra, along with the metal arm, they gave him a symbiote. It was easier to control him since they had already spent so long with the symbiote, promising it a perfect host. It was never really allowed near other assets due to its aggressive nature… when the symbiote retreated, Bucky was typically subdued, quiet.
Decades later, the Winter Soldier scrambles through the halls of a Hydra base as it’s raided. It snarls, symbiote around it as it lunges for the nearest person it can find.
Sienna yelps as she was picked up. Her curls a wave of brown as she kicks her feet. But her eyes shimmer as she felt that familiar voice and heart. "James-???"
The Symbiote startles slightly when she clings to it. It wraps a tendril around her, holding her tightly in place as it continues to move through the base. “Attackers… need to find them.”
The Symbiote gets so caught up tearing people apart that it doesn’t realize it’s killing Hydra agents as well. Soon enough a high pitched alarm starts to blare, and Winter lets out a scream. It crumbles to the floor, barely managing to shift to stop Sienna from falling before the symbiote recedes back into Bucky.
Sienna yelps as she drops. She lands on her feet like a cat as she scoops Bucky into her arms. Panic hit her as she twirls around, they'll kill them- she began to run.
Bucky sleeps restlessly. As he does, a tendril slips out of his back to wrap around Sienna’s arm. A silent reassurance from Winter. Soon enough the door opens and an agent scowls at them. “Where have you been?!”
Sienna whines as she curls over him once more. Keeping him safe as they dragged her out, but she clung. "I'm sorry.... I'm sorry." She whispers out, flinching as she saw the batons.
Bucky whines softly in his sleep, and Winter’s tendril tightens around her arm. The agent huffs. “I thought you could control that beast! It killed five of our people!”
Sienna stares up with red eyes as she giggles. "And who do you think let it happen." She grins as she pulls him closer to her. "Wanna test that again?"
The agent startles back. “Hey! You’re in no position—“ Winter slithers a tendril across the floor, then grabs the man’s leg. Not doing anything yet… but a warning.
Some time after the reporter incident with Winter, along with some questioning after a mission while he and Bucky were out of it, it was finally decided that Bucky was unstable. He was given two options: be sent away and locked up for treatment, or be benched from hero work and start going to therapy regularly. He chose the latter.
Bucky doesn’t talk about therapy at all. Whenever he comes back from it he immediately hides away, not wanting to talk to anyone. It’s been a few weeks of this now, and he’s been more subdued. Scared, even. He gets back from therapy one day, and intends to go straight to his room to hide, but ends up walking into someone in his haste.
Bucky shakes his head. “No… I’m not fighting anything.” He curls up a bit. He’s never been reluctant to let Winter out once he accepted they were separate… and whenever they’ve both been present he typically says we…
Sienna eyes him as she knelt down and cups his face. She rubs his cheek gently as she pressed her forehead to his. "I'm right here.... I love you...I'm here..."
"He's more then that-" Sienna frowns as she scoots closer. Trying to reach for her husband. "My love please...that's not true. We both know that. We both know Winter is more then just, a trauma response."
Sienna gently frees his hands, she was shaking a bit. "Darling. Winter is apart of this family...just as you are. He's the only reason I even survived in those walls....no one would ever understand that."
Winter gasps, then relaxes into it. Inside, their mind is a mess. Jumbles of Hydra propaganda mixed with all the shit the therapist has been telling them. ‘Winter’s just you. You fall back on ‘him’ when you get overwhelmed.’
Sienna frowns as she rushed over. She knelt with him as she curls over him. She couldn't lose him, he was all she had in those walls. He loved her back- he was, her everything.
Sienna frowns as she eyes him. "Wanda..." She waves her hand as it shows red around her fingers. "....when she was little I sorta raised her with her father.... I made a deal with mephisto to help her..so I took a small portion of her magic..."
She hugs Winter closer as she snuggles into him. She loves him, she loves him so much she was so scared to lose him.
Bucky nods as if he understands any of that. Winter clings desperately to Sienna. “I don’t wanna die—“ Bucky winces and steps back. “I— but what if you’re not real…”
Sienna stares up to him as she was sobbing. "I'm sure...." Her head pressed into Winter's as she was shaking. He had to be real, everything she did for them was real.
Sienna eyes Bucky. "Don't apologize...they wanted to make you feel and act a certain way that's why. And I honestly... Hate that they tried this hard."
No one knows his name. All they know is that a couple years ago a man appeared one night, on a pure white horse and started bounty hunting. And he was good at it. Really good. There wasn’t an outlaw that didn’t fear Winter’s Hunter, as he’s come to be known. Rumor has it he’s under contract, but maybe that’s just talk. James Barnes went missing a few months before the hunter appeared…
Currently, he’s sitting at the bar of some shit saloon, sipping on a glass of whiskey. He’s between hunts right now, and was hoping for a peaceful night. He keeps his hat low, hiding his face, but he can tell from the whispers around him that people know who—what he is. He doesn’t look up when someone takes a seat next to him.
Sienna was quiet as she walked around. A usually girl at the brothel, a pretty dress off the shoulder. Her accent was a charm around her actually adored.
Once she noticed him all alone. She walks on over, her heels clicked as she leans on the counter next to him. "Now why is there a lonesome man like you... All alone at the bar on this end hm?"
"Trying to steal someone away for the night." Sienna states as she smiles softly. She eyes him for a second as she tilts her head. "Do you need company?"
The Hunter chuckles, looking her up and down. She… looks vaguely familiar? She is quite pretty. “Hmm… not really my thing. I prefer to know the girl before I get stolen away.”
Sienna leans in a bit as she grins. Honey hue eyes met his, very familiar ones. "My dear. You didn't say that to me years back when we were just some foolish kins." She jokes. Sienna pressed a hand into her cheek as she giggles.
He blinks, a little startled. “You… you know me?” He’s more asking if she knew him before he became the hunter… he shouldn’t be this caught off guard. He’s better than this.
"Jamie." Sienna whispers out as she leans in. Getting nose to nose as she smiles. "Those blue eyes are hard to forget." She taunted as she pulls away finally. She orders them both a drink as she pulls the cash down for them.
The Hunter gasps, eyes widening. Jamie. He… he hasn’t been called that in… he can’t remember. “… Sienna…” he says, breathless. He turns away, a torn expression on his face.
Bucky calls for another shot, and drinks that in one swig as well. She can see his eyes haze over a bit. “What…? You wanted to steal me away…” that’s easier when the guy is drunk…
"I'm not sleeping with you drunk." She replied as she reached out and cups his face. She was so worried for him- "Come on...at least share a bed with me...."
"You never were when we were a thing darling." She states as she eyes him over. She gently kissed his cheek. "But come on... I'll let you sleep with me tonight... No fooling around."
The Hunter turns away. “I.. with Hydra.” They’re a mining and oil company… but there’s rumors of shadier business dealings. “That’s why I started bounty hunting. To pay them off.”
Sienna frowns a bit as she nods her head. She sighs softly as she turns to face him. "Jamie..." She rushed over and hugs him tight. "I never stopped thinking of you...."
Open RP! Symbiote!Winter AU (I’m going off vibes on this lowkey I haven’t seen the Venom movies)
When Bucky Barnes was captured by Hydra, along with the metal arm, they gave him a symbiote. It was easier to control him since they had already spent so long with the symbiote, promising it a perfect host. It was never really allowed near other assets due to its aggressive nature… when the symbiote retreated, Bucky was typically subdued, quiet.
Decades later, the Winter Soldier scrambles through the halls of a Hydra base as it’s raided. It snarls, symbiote around it as it lunges for the nearest person it can find.
Sienna yelps as she was picked up. Her curls a wave of brown as she kicks her feet. But her eyes shimmer as she felt that familiar voice and heart. "James-???"
The Symbiote startles slightly when she clings to it. It wraps a tendril around her, holding her tightly in place as it continues to move through the base. “Attackers… need to find them.”
The Symbiote gets so caught up tearing people apart that it doesn’t realize it’s killing Hydra agents as well. Soon enough a high pitched alarm starts to blare, and Winter lets out a scream. It crumbles to the floor, barely managing to shift to stop Sienna from falling before the symbiote recedes back into Bucky.
Sienna yelps as she drops. She lands on her feet like a cat as she scoops Bucky into her arms. Panic hit her as she twirls around, they'll kill them- she began to run.
Bucky sleeps restlessly. As he does, a tendril slips out of his back to wrap around Sienna’s arm. A silent reassurance from Winter. Soon enough the door opens and an agent scowls at them. “Where have you been?!”
Sienna whines as she curls over him once more. Keeping him safe as they dragged her out, but she clung. "I'm sorry.... I'm sorry." She whispers out, flinching as she saw the batons.
Bucky whines softly in his sleep, and Winter’s tendril tightens around her arm. The agent huffs. “I thought you could control that beast! It killed five of our people!”
Sienna stares up with red eyes as she giggles. "And who do you think let it happen." She grins as she pulls him closer to her. "Wanna test that again?"
Some time after the reporter incident with Winter, along with some questioning after a mission while he and Bucky were out of it, it was finally decided that Bucky was unstable. He was given two options: be sent away and locked up for treatment, or be benched from hero work and start going to therapy regularly. He chose the latter.
Bucky doesn’t talk about therapy at all. Whenever he comes back from it he immediately hides away, not wanting to talk to anyone. It’s been a few weeks of this now, and he’s been more subdued. Scared, even. He gets back from therapy one day, and intends to go straight to his room to hide, but ends up walking into someone in his haste.
Bucky shakes his head. “No… I’m not fighting anything.” He curls up a bit. He’s never been reluctant to let Winter out once he accepted they were separate… and whenever they’ve both been present he typically says we…
Sienna eyes him as she knelt down and cups his face. She rubs his cheek gently as she pressed her forehead to his. "I'm right here.... I love you...I'm here..."
"He's more then that-" Sienna frowns as she scoots closer. Trying to reach for her husband. "My love please...that's not true. We both know that. We both know Winter is more then just, a trauma response."
Sienna gently frees his hands, she was shaking a bit. "Darling. Winter is apart of this family...just as you are. He's the only reason I even survived in those walls....no one would ever understand that."
Winter gasps, then relaxes into it. Inside, their mind is a mess. Jumbles of Hydra propaganda mixed with all the shit the therapist has been telling them. ‘Winter’s just you. You fall back on ‘him’ when you get overwhelmed.’
Sienna frowns as she rushed over. She knelt with him as she curls over him. She couldn't lose him, he was all she had in those walls. He loved her back- he was, her everything.
Sienna frowns as she eyes him. "Wanda..." She waves her hand as it shows red around her fingers. "....when she was little I sorta raised her with her father.... I made a deal with mephisto to help her..so I took a small portion of her magic..."
She hugs Winter closer as she snuggles into him. She loves him, she loves him so much she was so scared to lose him.
Bucky nods as if he understands any of that. Winter clings desperately to Sienna. “I don’t wanna die—“ Bucky winces and steps back. “I— but what if you’re not real…”
Sienna stares up to him as she was sobbing. "I'm sure...." Her head pressed into Winter's as she was shaking. He had to be real, everything she did for them was real.
Sienna eyes Bucky. "Don't apologize...they wanted to make you feel and act a certain way that's why. And I honestly... Hate that they tried this hard."
No one knows his name. All they know is that a couple years ago a man appeared one night, on a pure white horse and started bounty hunting. And he was good at it. Really good. There wasn’t an outlaw that didn’t fear Winter’s Hunter, as he’s come to be known. Rumor has it he’s under contract, but maybe that’s just talk. James Barnes went missing a few months before the hunter appeared…
Currently, he’s sitting at the bar of some shit saloon, sipping on a glass of whiskey. He’s between hunts right now, and was hoping for a peaceful night. He keeps his hat low, hiding his face, but he can tell from the whispers around him that people know who—what he is. He doesn’t look up when someone takes a seat next to him.
Sienna was quiet as she walked around. A usually girl at the brothel, a pretty dress off the shoulder. Her accent was a charm around her actually adored.
Once she noticed him all alone. She walks on over, her heels clicked as she leans on the counter next to him. "Now why is there a lonesome man like you... All alone at the bar on this end hm?"
"Trying to steal someone away for the night." Sienna states as she smiles softly. She eyes him for a second as she tilts her head. "Do you need company?"
The Hunter chuckles, looking her up and down. She… looks vaguely familiar? She is quite pretty. “Hmm… not really my thing. I prefer to know the girl before I get stolen away.”
Sienna leans in a bit as she grins. Honey hue eyes met his, very familiar ones. "My dear. You didn't say that to me years back when we were just some foolish kins." She jokes. Sienna pressed a hand into her cheek as she giggles.
He blinks, a little startled. “You… you know me?” He’s more asking if she knew him before he became the hunter… he shouldn’t be this caught off guard. He’s better than this.
"Jamie." Sienna whispers out as she leans in. Getting nose to nose as she smiles. "Those blue eyes are hard to forget." She taunted as she pulls away finally. She orders them both a drink as she pulls the cash down for them.
The Hunter gasps, eyes widening. Jamie. He… he hasn’t been called that in… he can’t remember. “… Sienna…” he says, breathless. He turns away, a torn expression on his face.
Bucky calls for another shot, and drinks that in one swig as well. She can see his eyes haze over a bit. “What…? You wanted to steal me away…” that’s easier when the guy is drunk…
"I'm not sleeping with you drunk." She replied as she reached out and cups his face. She was so worried for him- "Come on...at least share a bed with me...."
"You never were when we were a thing darling." She states as she eyes him over. She gently kissed his cheek. "But come on... I'll let you sleep with me tonight... No fooling around."
The Hunter turns away. “I.. with Hydra.” They’re a mining and oil company… but there’s rumors of shadier business dealings. “That’s why I started bounty hunting. To pay them off.”
Sienna frowns a bit as she nods her head. She sighs softly as she turns to face him. "Jamie..." She rushed over and hugs him tight. "I never stopped thinking of you...."
Originally from another universe that was destroyed by my Hydra and this Hydra. There were very few survivors that made it here I was one of them.
Name: James Buchanan Barnes but, please call me Bucky or Buck.
Age: that is classified
Disclaimer: I am friendly but if you mess with my family I will kill you. If you're mean to Winter the other entity that lives in this body I will hurt you... And if you hurt my Alpine I will not hesitate to kill you....
{Under the cut a little backstory and family members and Friends}
After escaping to this universe was captured by Hydra. Tortured, experimented on, and starved eventually escaped and ran to Stark Tower where Tony Stark helped him. Him and winter both are trying to make friends and a home in this universe.
Tonys who have adopted blue winter: @unofficially-tonystark @man-of-iron @stark-technology-inc
Best friends ( and siblings to Blue winter) that they would die for and kill for: Bucky Barnes @the-winter-soldierr Peter @smarterthantonystark Katie stark @katiestark Lyra @subject734 Bucky Barnes @iwasmadetobeasoldier Steve Rogers @soldier-from-brooklyn pre surem Steve Rogers @punk-from-brooklyn @steve-g-rogers
Crushes and lovers: Sienna @ancient-siren Wade/Deadpool @merc-with-a-mouth-69 Tony Stark @stark-technology-inc Steve Rogers @stuffandthangsandangelwings
TW: abuse, violence, mention of sex is possible depending on route of rp
Gray skies above, the simple morning chirps echoed out into the park. Just because spring has arrived and the lush trees painted the massive land. Didn't mean everything was so bright and cheery.
Especially for the young woman who had left the morning of her boyfriend's house. With a swollen lip and a bruised cheek, yet the women didn't cry nor flinch as people walked by.
The stares of a few caught her attention, seeing the way they either gasped out or the way they hurried along.
Sienna was so used to the sudden dismissive stare, the chatter of worry yet not action to follow. No attempt to try and converse with the young twenty three year old.
Her curls swirled as she tugs the overnight bag to her chest. The way her body curled over her canvas bag as she whimpers softly. This was getting ridiculous- she was a strong woman, raised by fierce woman in her family and the neighborhood.
But, that trait was no where in sight. A mere dread filled her eyes as she was staring out once again. Processing the world around her, more ideally her life. Sienna felt the crisp morning greet her as the sound of steps echoed closer.
She didn't realize someone was walking up finally and the way her voice dulled out as she spoke. Her throat ached from the brutal choking last night-
"I'm fine, I just had fallened down was all." Because if she actually begged for help, no one has believed her. No one.
"Did the ground do that to your throat as well?" The person sounds amused and she feels like she ought to know their voice, but it is meaningless to her. She has not met them yet. "Do not lie to me, Sienna."
Sienna stares, her eyes flickering with confusion as she grew quiet. On alert even.
Why did this person know who she was, why were they speaking to her as if they were aware of each other. Did Sienna get her head slammed into the wall that hard?-
"....Sure it did." She finally replied. Her eyes dulled as she tried to keep a poker face. "Did you get hit with stupidity?"
"Perhaps." They take her hand, drawing it to their lips. Now she saw their eyes. Eyes like the moon. "You don't love that asshole, do you? The one who hit you."
"Oops-" They pull back. Everything about them is soft in the sunlight. They flex their wings before closing them firmly again. No one else in the park seemed to notice or be bothered by their presence. "I figured you were already over him."
"Who? I haven't decided yet. Do you have a name in mind?" He does not reach forward or make any move to touch her, giving her the space she had created.
He doesn't follow her, but she can feel those moon grey eyes on her, drawing her back like the tides. His wings flick, casting shadows on the sidewalk. Shadows, as if he was as solid as the bench, yet he seemed not to exist to the rest of the world.
"You don't love him, do you?" He repeats. "He beats you."
Sienna slows to a halt as she heard his voice. It wasn't love anymore sure-
"...He's the only one that wants me anyways. Just, easier." She looks down for a second. "James.... Is the only one that even noticed me anyways. And who's stayed...what's a couple bruises when it's the only person you got in this whole world."
She looks back to him as she felt his stare. She grew quiet as she studied him. "Hes my everything...."
"You have me." He said it so factually she could almost forget how creepy the statement was.
"You didn't answer my question, so I'll take it you don't. You stay with him because you are afraid of change. You are afraid of being alone. You afraid of loosing his support... You are a coward, Sienna. You are above this."
Sienna glares after that. "I don't even know you."
Her lips phased back into a firm frown as she took a step back. "I do love him. He's all I got left. No one wants a useless girl like me anyways. He's the only one that's seen some usefulness out of me...I'm lucky enough he 'loves' me back." She spat out.
"Are you a tool, little girl?" He seems amused. "Something that is to be used and thrown aside? I was under the impression you were a person. A young woman. Something with infinate value that only the creator could truely see. Or have you forgotten that?"
Sienna stares at him as she didn't understand why he was pushing , and pushing and trying to push her buttons~
"I'm not a woman worthy of anything.... I barely feel like a person, so what's the point of wanting anything else... If God even cared he wouldn't have let it get to this point. This wouldn't be in my plans he made for me." She spat out.
"Then I suppose my job here is done. My existance is meaningless. You have chosen suffering." Irritated, he fluffs his wings and turns away, then stops. "You cannot return to him. If you insist in burning in your own personal hell, you will have to find another man to abuse you."
Sienna frowns at this. What does he mean his existence is meaningless?
"...What do you mean by that? Just because I told you no?" She was confused by them, he didn't make sense in her head. He wanted to give her his heart, as if anyone would- and then sassed her for denying it?
"...Why can I not return to him? You're not making any actual sense. I hope you know this." She sassed him, she was so confused.
Open RP! Symbiote!Winter AU (I’m going off vibes on this lowkey I haven’t seen the Venom movies)
When Bucky Barnes was captured by Hydra, along with the metal arm, they gave him a symbiote. It was easier to control him since they had already spent so long with the symbiote, promising it a perfect host. It was never really allowed near other assets due to its aggressive nature… when the symbiote retreated, Bucky was typically subdued, quiet.
Decades later, the Winter Soldier scrambles through the halls of a Hydra base as it’s raided. It snarls, symbiote around it as it lunges for the nearest person it can find.
Sienna yelps as she was picked up. Her curls a wave of brown as she kicks her feet. But her eyes shimmer as she felt that familiar voice and heart. "James-???"
The Symbiote startles slightly when she clings to it. It wraps a tendril around her, holding her tightly in place as it continues to move through the base. “Attackers… need to find them.”
The Symbiote gets so caught up tearing people apart that it doesn’t realize it’s killing Hydra agents as well. Soon enough a high pitched alarm starts to blare, and Winter lets out a scream. It crumbles to the floor, barely managing to shift to stop Sienna from falling before the symbiote recedes back into Bucky.
Sienna yelps as she drops. She lands on her feet like a cat as she scoops Bucky into her arms. Panic hit her as she twirls around, they'll kill them- she began to run.
Bucky sleeps restlessly. As he does, a tendril slips out of his back to wrap around Sienna’s arm. A silent reassurance from Winter. Soon enough the door opens and an agent scowls at them. “Where have you been?!”
Sienna whines as she curls over him once more. Keeping him safe as they dragged her out, but she clung. "I'm sorry.... I'm sorry." She whispers out, flinching as she saw the batons.
Some time after the reporter incident with Winter, along with some questioning after a mission while he and Bucky were out of it, it was finally decided that Bucky was unstable. He was given two options: be sent away and locked up for treatment, or be benched from hero work and start going to therapy regularly. He chose the latter.
Bucky doesn’t talk about therapy at all. Whenever he comes back from it he immediately hides away, not wanting to talk to anyone. It’s been a few weeks of this now, and he’s been more subdued. Scared, even. He gets back from therapy one day, and intends to go straight to his room to hide, but ends up walking into someone in his haste.
Bucky shakes his head. “No… I’m not fighting anything.” He curls up a bit. He’s never been reluctant to let Winter out once he accepted they were separate… and whenever they’ve both been present he typically says we…
Sienna eyes him as she knelt down and cups his face. She rubs his cheek gently as she pressed her forehead to his. "I'm right here.... I love you...I'm here..."
"He's more then that-" Sienna frowns as she scoots closer. Trying to reach for her husband. "My love please...that's not true. We both know that. We both know Winter is more then just, a trauma response."
Sienna gently frees his hands, she was shaking a bit. "Darling. Winter is apart of this family...just as you are. He's the only reason I even survived in those walls....no one would ever understand that."
Winter gasps, then relaxes into it. Inside, their mind is a mess. Jumbles of Hydra propaganda mixed with all the shit the therapist has been telling them. ‘Winter’s just you. You fall back on ‘him’ when you get overwhelmed.’
Sienna frowns as she rushed over. She knelt with him as she curls over him. She couldn't lose him, he was all she had in those walls. He loved her back- he was, her everything.
Sienna frowns as she eyes him. "Wanda..." She waves her hand as it shows red around her fingers. "....when she was little I sorta raised her with her father.... I made a deal with mephisto to help her..so I took a small portion of her magic..."
She hugs Winter closer as she snuggles into him. She loves him, she loves him so much she was so scared to lose him.
Bucky nods as if he understands any of that. Winter clings desperately to Sienna. “I don’t wanna die—“ Bucky winces and steps back. “I— but what if you’re not real…”
Sienna stares up to him as she was sobbing. "I'm sure...." Her head pressed into Winter's as she was shaking. He had to be real, everything she did for them was real.
Sienna eyes Bucky. "Don't apologize...they wanted to make you feel and act a certain way that's why. And I honestly... Hate that they tried this hard."
No one knows his name. All they know is that a couple years ago a man appeared one night, on a pure white horse and started bounty hunting. And he was good at it. Really good. There wasn’t an outlaw that didn’t fear Winter’s Hunter, as he’s come to be known. Rumor has it he’s under contract, but maybe that’s just talk. James Barnes went missing a few months before the hunter appeared…
Currently, he’s sitting at the bar of some shit saloon, sipping on a glass of whiskey. He’s between hunts right now, and was hoping for a peaceful night. He keeps his hat low, hiding his face, but he can tell from the whispers around him that people know who—what he is. He doesn’t look up when someone takes a seat next to him.
Sienna was quiet as she walked around. A usually girl at the brothel, a pretty dress off the shoulder. Her accent was a charm around her actually adored.
Once she noticed him all alone. She walks on over, her heels clicked as she leans on the counter next to him. "Now why is there a lonesome man like you... All alone at the bar on this end hm?"
"Trying to steal someone away for the night." Sienna states as she smiles softly. She eyes him for a second as she tilts her head. "Do you need company?"
The Hunter chuckles, looking her up and down. She… looks vaguely familiar? She is quite pretty. “Hmm… not really my thing. I prefer to know the girl before I get stolen away.”
Sienna leans in a bit as she grins. Honey hue eyes met his, very familiar ones. "My dear. You didn't say that to me years back when we were just some foolish kins." She jokes. Sienna pressed a hand into her cheek as she giggles.
He blinks, a little startled. “You… you know me?” He’s more asking if she knew him before he became the hunter… he shouldn’t be this caught off guard. He’s better than this.
"Jamie." Sienna whispers out as she leans in. Getting nose to nose as she smiles. "Those blue eyes are hard to forget." She taunted as she pulls away finally. She orders them both a drink as she pulls the cash down for them.
The Hunter gasps, eyes widening. Jamie. He… he hasn’t been called that in… he can’t remember. “… Sienna…” he says, breathless. He turns away, a torn expression on his face.
Bucky calls for another shot, and drinks that in one swig as well. She can see his eyes haze over a bit. “What…? You wanted to steal me away…” that’s easier when the guy is drunk…
"I'm not sleeping with you drunk." She replied as she reached out and cups his face. She was so worried for him- "Come on...at least share a bed with me...."
"You never were when we were a thing darling." She states as she eyes him over. She gently kissed his cheek. "But come on... I'll let you sleep with me tonight... No fooling around."
The Hunter turns away. “I.. with Hydra.” They’re a mining and oil company… but there’s rumors of shadier business dealings. “That’s why I started bounty hunting. To pay them off.”
Sienna frowns a bit as she nods her head. She sighs softly as she turns to face him. "Jamie..." She rushed over and hugs him tight. "I never stopped thinking of you...."
yes i'm aware his birthday was last week this is coincidental-ish. maneuver timelines however you need for your muse to fit. I know this is long im sorry.
It was Tony's birthday party. Specifically, it was his 38th birthday party, and less two weeks ago, he'd held a press conference shutting down Stark Industries weapons manufacturing division after he returned from Afghanistan. The arc reactor weighed heavily in his chest, in every sense of the word.
It was a surprise party. Tony hadn't known about it, he'd been going up to his home with Obie next to him. He'd been the one to organise it, and when Tony had immediately protested, he'd heavily slung an arm over his shoulder: "You're out of the business of war, my boy. You've got to keep your connections somehow. Time to get better at the business of partying." Like Tony had ever been bad at that. There's a look in Obie's eyes that Tony can't decipher.
And now he's half-tipsy. He hadn't planned to be - not ever again, actually, after 3 months brutal sobriety - but Obadiah had pushed whiskey into his hand and he never could say no to it. He's still watching him. Tony's trying very hard to get the two women tripping over themselves as they speak to him at the bar to leave him alone when someone else approaches.
Tony glances at her. He recognises her, but he's a little drunk already (and he was meant to be sober, but Obie--) and he instantly wraps an arm around her waist. "Sorry, ladies. Call me another time." They slink off, dissapointed, and Tony slumps ever so slightly. "...thanks."
Tony shakes his head, lying smoothly. "Of course I remember. Would never forget a woman named after my own darling mother," he says with an easy smile, straightening again.
Tony laughs in surprise. "Oh, yeah?" He assumes she's leading him away somewhere to hook up, that's usually why people drag him away-- "...sure thing, gorgeous."
Tony stares at her in vague confusion. "...one is fine," he answers slowly. He's not entirely sure what's going on right now. "What are you trying to do here?"
"Letting you sleep off the alcohol?" Sienna eyes him as she stood up. Adjusting her dress as she frowns. "Did you think I was gonna sleep with you while you're drunk?"
Tony blinks, and then nods. "I mean. Yes?" it sounds bad when he says it like that, but frankly, he's been a little drunk a lot of the time for a long time. That's never stopped anyone wanting him.
"Because you're drunk. And looked uncomfortable." She states as she looks up to him. "Just sleep it off... I'll make us breakfast in the morning okay?"
"Right." He isn't quite sure what to do with that, so instead he just nods. "Yeah... yeah, okay. Thank you.. Maria." He's not entirely convinced that's actually her name.
Maria, nods her head as she stood up. Her curls swirled around her as she went to her room. She changed quickly as she walks out to check on him. Her frilly night gown sways as she peeks over the couch.
"....you're not used to people trying to help ya huh?"
Tony stills and looks over his shoulder at her. He isn't sure what to say to that. Isn't quite able to drop his persona enough to be totally genuine, but there's still a hint of regret bordering on bitterness as he responds, "They rarely think I need it."
Sienna sighs as she walks on over. She sat on the floor by the couch as she leans into it. "Well, I'll stay with you tonight. Go ahead and sleep...I got you..."
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