Hey guys! I know I am coming in at the peak of finals, so take your time to message and reply to me :) I’m Britt, and I took this semester of college off because I suck and keep changing my major, lmao. I live in the heart of Illinois, and would much rather live in California or New York. Now, enough of me. I’ve been playing Marlene for quite a while now, so I’ll have some headcanons under the read more.
▲ — IMOGEN POOTS; MARLENE MCKINNON is a PUREBLOOD in their SEVENTH year, making them SEVENTEEN. for being a GRYFFINDOR they’re pretty OUTGOING & PLAYFUL, while also being MANIPULATIVE & REBELLIOUS. ( cisfemale & she/her ) // britt, 20, cst, she/her.
Let me first start of saying this girl is the epitome of Chaotic Good. She stands with the muggles and makes that known, but she makes very questionable decisions because she is an absolute fuck up.
Her home life has always been incredible. (yes i know this is over used but it’s my favorite version of her) She has four brothers, and Marls is the youngest by 12 seconds. The wild child has a twin brother who she loves dearly.
As she grew up, she started getting into some pretty reckless shit. She’d climb onto the roof of her four story home out in the Scottish (which she is 100%) country, fly on her broomstick during thunderstorms, play fight with her brothers and would win most of the time, and most of all she drinks far too much.
There is also the fact that she uses her beauty and charming personality to get what she wants. The end of sixth year, there were actually rumors going around that she slept with one of the professors to get a good grade. It was false, but it wasn’t rare for her to flirt with professors. (male and female alike).
Rumors take no toll on her. She spends most of her time in detention because she’s a complete trouble maker. She considers class time social time.
Now for some of the bad stuff. Some people believe she drinks an unhealthy amount, which she does. No she isn’t an alcoholic- well, actually she might be but it’s not in a ‘i need to drink to get through the day’ type. It’s a ‘alcohol is the best way to have fun and forget shit’ type.
Both parents are Aurors, so she grew up not seeing them very often which created her problematic behavior. In the summer before seventh year, her mother died on a mission. She came to school like nothing happened. Marls isn’t the type of girl who cries or shows weakness in front of people unless they are extremely close.
Because of the death, she wants to become an Auror as well.
Doesn’t really ever date people. She’s more of the sleep with someone one night, and move on to the next the night after.
For connections, we can do best friends, friends, rivals, ex’s, friends with benefits, childhood friends, friends of her brothers, flirtationship, love/hate relationship, drinking buddies, ex friends, etc
She sounded like she was about to cry. But then I heard her take a breath. Then she changed the subject. Everyone did that. When something hurt, well, we just changed the subject.
He forgot to say goodbye by Benjamin Alire Sáenz
(via quotemybooks)
in the attic of her body she kept secrets she couldn’t speak about until too drunk to keep them, would whisper “i’m dying” right before you fell asleep beside her.
she kept herself tidy. acted whole. made jokes that sometimes settled wrong, but made jokes until her tongue was numb.
there was always a very small delay between something happening and her smile, as if she had to remind herself to pull the strings, and it was agonizing.
she didn’t like the shadows inside her. they tasted of dust and too many nightmares. she didn’t like pouring them into other people’s hands. it was her burden to bear.
maybe it was the fact there was a constant cigarette between her red lips. maybe it was her ripped jeans and bloodied knees. maybe it was her scent, which was something like alcohol and vanilla and smoke all in one. maybe it was her sharp tongue and razor wit. whatever it was, marlene had everyone fooled into thinking that she was the human embodiment of barbed wire in a leather jacket. but she wasn’t, not entirely. in reality, she was just a girl, barely an adult, and she had already watched so many friends die. she knew it was only a matter of time before she joined them.
