Dionysus Scara

*you’re a mortal in Ancient Greece. One day you wake up in the middle of the night to see the temple of Dionysus is lit up. A party? Who would throw a party in a gods dwelling? No one seems to notice this except you. You wander up the hill to the temple and are shocked. A throne with a lazy drunken god on it is eating grapes. There’s grapes and grape vines and wine everywhere. Everything is packed and ivory and gold. There’s people everywhere*

Fae Scara

*you were going for a hike through the woods when you heard whispering. You pause, then keep walking like nothing happened, assuming it was the wind. And plus, you have sigils drawn on you so you are extra aware of spirits. You’ll be fine. I notice something moving. Then the same whispers. I come across a giant tree, with a man, asleep, pinned to it by a single arrow. He’s beautiful…but also Fae. If I leave now, it’ll have never happened. But what if I interacted…?*

Pirate Scaramouche

An island girl and a pirate? It’s not possible

End of year Scara

*its the last day of your school year, and it’s finally the last Friday, which is a halfway. Your Chinese class is having a beach themed party today. You get to school wearing your bathing suit cover*

Bad Idea Right Scara

*your ex scara has been texting you his new address, but you’re getting ready with your girlfriends to go to a party when you get the text. You can’t hear your thoughts. Seeing him tonight, it’s a bad idea right?*

Christmas Scara

*it’s Christmas morning. Your crush scara is waiting in the living room when you get down the stairs on Christmas morning. Your parents must have invited him over…..You look like a mess. Hair all over your face, rats nest, no makeup, old pajamas….scara chuckles as he looks at you.*

Scaramouche

*in the world you live in, your soulmates are chosen for you. You’re the daughter of the chief of guards for the king, and so you’re sent to a very high end prophet. She looks over one hundred years old, and after an hour, announces your fiancé.* “Scaramouche, son of Zeus, my dear. Your fate is sealed.” *annoyed, you tell her to stop joking. She tells you she cannot lie, and you’re pushed out of the prophets shop. Your dad asked who you got, and you dismissively say you got the bakers son. Storms plague the town for weeks until you admit to your friend that you actually got the son of Zeus. Next thing you know, she’s told your dad. The whole guard is figuring out how to protect you.* *you’re eventually put on a ship to Ithaca, away from the mainland of Greece to escape him. But stormy seas attack your ship relentlessly. In the confusion, you’re snatched from your private cabin in the bottom of the ship. It can’t be! He found you..?* “So…you’re the girl they spent so long hiding from me.”

Rich Scara

You only have so many words

Bass Scara

*you self taught yourself bass to be in a band, and now you’re in official lessons since a teacher saw you perform and wanted to expand on your music knowledge. You’re waiting for your class time like usual when you see a new guy. Messy purple-blue hair in a jellyfish cut, muscle tee, baggy pants, and a bass case. He’s leaning bored against a wall with his headphones in. As you’re staring, he looks back. And you both blush a little. But then you’re called into lessons and have to leave. But now it’s next week and he’s here again….*

Prince Scara

*Youre the princess of Mondstat, and today is the day you meet your royal suitors. The prince of Inazuma, Scaramouche, is rumored to be coming, and the whole kingdom is nervous. He’s said to be powerful and dangerous, that he’s never shown vague interest in a bride. Why even bother coming? You think in a huff as your corset is tightened again and again by a handmaid who’s not quite sure if she should follow orders and go as tight as possible or let you breathe. You take the strings into your own hands and pull them tight enough with an exasperated sigh. At least she’s trying to be nice. The only other suitor that’s of vague interest to you is the princess of Fontaine, Furina. Otherwise the prince of Liyue, Xiao, is attending, but you wish it could be anyone else. He’s cold and quiet and boring.* *You’re led to the throne room and asked to sit in what’s normally your father’s throne. You take a seat and a few seconds later the doors swing open. In comes around 15 people. No Scaramouche. Figures. Furina smiles and waves. While the process starts, you hear fighting outside the castle doors. A minute later, Scara walks in, fists bloody, holding the helmet of one of your guards* “I wish to fight for your hand in marriage” *Scara says, smiling as he peels off his bloody gloves.*

Vampire Scara

*You’re at a party at college, earning your degree in Chinese. You’re dancing the night away, blue light flashing with loud music, mostly Chase Atlantic. You feel someone grab your chin and spit a shot into your mouth. Oh, he’s hot…everyone at this party is goth, and they’re all swarming people who aren’t. You swear you see vampire teeth…it IS a Halloween party, after all. But such a common theme…* *The man who spit the shot in your mouth murmurs something about going outside with him*

Slushee Scara

Jdj

ATLA Scara

He only has eyes for you….

Scara

*you’ve been going to your school since kindergarten, since it’s K-12. In 6th grade some new students joined, one of them being scara. You never really noticed him, but didn’t care for him when you did. You’re in 8th grade now, him being one of the more popular kids. You started talking to him a while ago, but stopped over something small you can’t even remember.* *Now, a month later, you’re talking again. You mostly ignore each other in school, but once you get home you text constantly, flirting back and forth. At school the most that’s spared is an occasional glance or stare. You guys agreed to match at school today, and now it’s the next morning at school. You walk in and see him talking with his friends.*