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⌠ MICHAEL EVANS BEHLING, 22, CISMALE, HE/HIS ⌡ welcome back to gallagher academy, SCOTT RILEY! according to their records, they’re a SECOND year, specializing in THREAT ELIMINATION + AWARENESS TRAINING, BREATH CONTROL, HAND TO HAND COMBAT; and they DID go to a spy prep high school. when i see them walking around in the halls, i usually see a flash of (super protein kale smoothie, nike socks matching with baseball cap, notes on his hands, under armour shorts and tshirt, filming the latest tiktok dance). when it’s the (leo)’s birthday on 14/04/1997, they always request their CHICKEN ALFREDO from the school’s chefs. looks like they’re well on their way to graduation.
BIO:
a walking student athlete meme
like most legacy kids, scott was born to a blackthorne and gallaghers alumni - his mother came from one of the founding families of gallaghers academy
he grew up in a loving household but the expectations and pressures still existed but they were circumstances which scott believed were proof of his family’s greatness
he’s always given it his all, 200% into everything, never wanting to disappoint his parents and live up to his family name
he excelled in anything physical however struggled when it involved a little bit of brain which only makes him want to work even harder
he’s a perfectionist, which is difficult when he fails a lot
there are rumours that he’s only been able to continue his studies, and most notably choose his specialisation, due to nepotism and so he feels he has more to prove -- ( this is true, unbeknown to him )
his goal is to be the best spy to ever graduate gallaghers and is incredibly passionate and protective of the institution
having come from blackthorne, he’s particularly happy about the move to gallaghers because he especially struggled with his morals during the more harrowing training
SUMMER UPDATE: read here (x)
PERSONALITY:
usually a fun, loving and caring guy but can become incredibly competitive and lash out, especially when he loses, so is known to make poor choices based on emotion and also bc he’s a Big Dumb -- good intentions, bad actions
a Soft fuckboy - probably falls in love far too much and says ‘ily’ to way too many people - very sensitive + emotional
thinks going to the gym is a personality trait
incredibly loyal though, think joey tribbiani levels of Loyal
he has grown up in a bit of a bubble but was raised to be humble. sometimes his privilege and obliviousness can come across the wrong way
basically just a golden lab pup
WCs:
best friend - someone
friends - scott is super friendly, loves to have fun, and also just wants to get to know everyone
enemies/rivals - his competitive nature is probably his biggest downfall so this could be fun, especially if he’s on the losing side of things
exes - he has a good heart but makes bad decisions so could’ve done some heart breaking or alternatively pls break his heart
“are there enough of us? i should’ve started a lesbian club, it’s not too late i guess.” margot has no reason to leave. “yeah! are you?”
“ would it be problematic if i joined? ” not sure why even the idea of a lesbian club gives him fomo, but he just wants to be included i guess. “ yeah! c’mon, i would’ve told you if i was leaving. ”
“Well baby, they’re tumbling down,” she joins in obviously, singing just as badly. “Gold song,” she says matter-of-factly. “You’re so much better than Jay-Z!” Noah’s not a big fan of him!
“ duh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh fight. ” he never knew the words to that part. “ yeah, i know. but you can’t deny he spits bars like he’s willy wonka. ”
“uh…i don’t think so. maybe specifically on valentine’s day?” frankly she’s just thinking about that one episode of the office. “you’re cheating at life by being pretty and rich!” so there! “they seem to think that.” surely some of louis’s co-workers are super annoying and undeserving of his radiant presence. “a lot of them are introverts, so you might actually be the one steering the conversation. i think he eats alone a lot of the time, though.” she tries not to frown but the idea of her boyfriend eating alone makes her sad! jas highly doubts they’ll eat together every day, because that sounds like a lot, but it’ll be easier to ensure he has someone to talk to during breaks now that she won’t be an hour away. “yeah, i think so! you can absolutely have my pillow…but i don’t think you need to make one of me.” a louis boyfriend pillow is one thing but she is much more creeped out by the idea of one with her face on it. “for real,” she repeats, giving it a moment of consideration. “i’d say a strong seven out of ten. maybe an eight. facetime and regular visits helped a lot, but it’s not the same. i miss him the second he leaves the room, even when i know he’ll be back in five minutes.” she’s relieved they didn’t accidentally bump heads. “i want to say like fifteen?”
“ that doesn’t sound too romantic. oh well! guess we’ll just have to pay full price. ” if there were more hours in the day, well, they still probably wouldn’t find time to squeeze in a trip to a fancy salon. “ aww, you think i’m pretty? ” he smiles because jas is right: he is pretty and rich! “ wait, but so are you. and you’re white! ” so she’s extra cheating. “ did you know, until like last year, i thought being an introvert just meant you have an innie. that sounds sad, though. is he getting bullied or something? ” scott frowns pretty quickly at the image of louis eating lunch by himself, mostly because he imagines louis in a corner whilst all the introverts sit on a big table, introverting together. “ admit it, it’d be kinda funny. but hey, i’ll be super busy, being a final year and all, so i’ll try make time for you. ” he grins, as if he won’t be waiting for them by the gate. “ oh shit, that’s a solid pass. ” which sounds scary, but he reminds himself that unlike his exams this is something he feels confident in. “ when i think about not seeing luce every day, it’s just weird. makes my stomach feel funny. ” he shakes his head. “ no odd numbers, please. let’s bump it up to friendship level twenty. ”
𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 notice that scott’s snapped a photo of them so they’ll be in for a surprise later when they check their phone . “ alright then . ” gathers all their ingredients and pours everything into the cocktail shaker . they toss the tin up in the air and roll it on their arm before capping it and shaking it . “ i think it’s a little too late for me now to stay for another year , ” they chuckle , setting a cool martini glass on the counter and strain the lavender liquid . “ hope you’re a fan of gin , i went for an aviation . ”
scott props his elbows up on the bar, holding his head up with his hands as he watches satomi make their drinks. a smile pokes at his cheeks -- anyone could tell he’s in awe. sometimes they make things look really easy, other times impossible, but whatever it is they always look super cool. “ no such thing as too late -- i could hide you in my room! ” he accepts the drink from them, swirling it in his hand as if it’s a wine glass in an attempt to match their cool. “ woah, this is pretty. i don’t think i’ve had an aviation before. where’s your drink? let’s make a toast. ”
she kisses him back and then adds one of her own, then another one, stars in her eyes because she’s never known anyone better. luce feels invincible, and she’s about to put it to the test. there’s a gulping inhale, like she’s just sprinted across the airport before his flight boards to tell him, her own twisted confession of love and — - ‘ i am too. but it’s okay. because we can do anything we want, and, you know, like, beyonce’s here, and i love you so, ’ she smiles through another inhale, ‘ who cares. ’ she reluctantly wiggles out of his grasp, sharpie in hand, snakes around him to find a spot on his back to write what could be found in the stall of a bathroom, no parting words in sight. LUCE FREAR HAS A CRUSH ON SCOTT RILEY with a little doodle of a cat beside it.
he offers up a laugh -- the kind of laugh he wishes he’d heard since he’s been telling the same joke all night -- but it’s heartier because it’s funnier coming from her. “ good one. ” the laugh continues to roll off his lips, excitement bubbling form his chest as he feels the pen press into his back and he tries his best to keep his shoulders still. “ has that actually worked on anyone? no one believes me. even when i tell them i’m gonna be the first man on the moon. ” he spins around to face her, rushing to take his jacket off. “ aww, you have a crush on me? ” he smiles at the message in the same way he does whenever he holds his furby in his hands and waits for it to tell him his fly is down. “ i have a crush on you too. ” another kiss.
“to be fair, i have enough tissues for the both of us,” mari informs him, “and jo brought even more that she has stashed away somewhere.” she has no problem sharing. it’s also inevitable that she’ll cry again. “it’ll be our next project since i won’t be around to force you to study all the time.” she’s going to miss him, a lot. “then the four of us can just do shots for fun,” she offers up. she also hopes they don’t remember every reason they had to drink while attending. “we hopefully won’t have to wait fifteen years for a double date, though.” she can fix scott not being jo’s favorite person. jo doesn’t often tell her no, and if she just reminds her how important he is to mari then she’ll at least try. she gasps when he does a fake-out, chasing after him in the direction of her dorm with laughter ringing from her lips. she can surely keep up, even in heels. “you know, if you were scared of losing, you can just tell me. you don’t have to cheat.” besides, she has the keys. he’s going to lose no matter what.
“ jo brought tissues? ” that knits his brows together because jo didn’t seem like a crier or the type to carry tissues in case people start crying. “ yeah, but i also learned a lot from you this year, so hopefully i won’t need anyone forcing me to study next year. ” this is wishful thinking but he is in a better position than he was last year thanks to mari. “ you and jo probably won’t be able to keep up with us. especially luce. you can’t beat irish blood, ” he teases with a boyish grin. except luce doesn’t like guiness so maybe the irish blood is not strong with this one. “ oooh, do you think we’ll be able to cut it down to fifteen months? or maybe weeks? ” he hopes she agrees to fifteen weeks since he doesn’t really like to think further than that, even though he doesn’t know how many months that is. they probably look like maniacs, running and laughing like that out of the room, and he doesn’t even care about beating her really. “ sorry, i can’t hear you over the sound of me usain bolt-ing! ”
“Scott, come on,” Martina whined. Is she presentable or not? He could show up at any minute. “I always care about my lipstick! Now tell me if I have any on my teeth.” She grimaced for him to inspect.
he tries not to laugh at the face she’s pulling but also this is killing him. “ no, you don’t have any lipstick on your teeth, ” he says, as if that was really hard for him to admit. “ and answer my question! ”
– “UH, SCOTT?” she points to the door. it has the outline of a woman on it. “ why were you looking for me in the bathroom ? ”
“ oh shit-- ” he quickly runs outside, drying his hands on his pants. “ that could’ve been real bad and no, i’ve been looking for you. outside of the bathroom. ”
SHE RAISES HER EYEBROWS AT HIM, and the audacity he has to say her name like they’re friends. “ i don’t know, which do you think ? ” she asked him first.
“ another great question, jo! ” scott feels like he knows jo really well, thanks to mari, so she’s only half as scary as she was last year. “ i don’t know about ironic, but have you seen the girl dressed as saint patrick? ”
“You still have them!” It warmed his heart to see his old sunglasses with Scott, and still in one piece! “Alright, smile!” Emmett does not smile like XD but he does :D.
“ dude, i protected them with my whole life. ” and he’s not even a p&e major so. “ how does it feel to be back? is it weird? ”
‘ still haven’t decided yet . ’ she has , actually . she just needs to come to terms with it . and talk to him . ‘ i’m not coming back to gallagher next year . ’
“ huh? ” he lets out a laugh, smile faltering slightly though he tries his best to hold it in place. “ nah, i’m not falling for it. you’re joking, right? ”
