#margim

and a closeup because it's really hard to draw faces at this angle and I need you to Look At Her

ahhhh omg yes my girl!! thank you for asking about her, I hope you like incoherent ramblings because I just blacked out and woke up to the rest of this post in my screen.

So if you want like, basic information on her backstory and what her whole Deal is, I have this fic about it. It's not uhhh, finished exactly, but the beginning part does a pretty good job of establishing her I think :> (and I might as well share it again bc I really need to motivate myself to work on it again oops)

But the long short of it is that Margim is a very old OC of mine who I created in a haze sometime during my Edgy Teenage Phase™, but I am still extremely fond of her 😌

She's basically like "What if the scariest woman imaginable who had only known death and cruelty and isolation for her entire life was given one, just one little taste of genuine kindness and decided right then and there she was going to give her life to protect the source of it because she realized she had been starving her entire life and cannot let go now."

..........And then the bad guys kept somehow failing to kill her so both her and her new friend end up escaping from Mordor and now she has to like, deal with the fact that she's alive even though she was fully prepared to (and on some level wanted to) die. And now there's someone who actually cares about her and wants her to be ok? And is helping her heal and showing her all the soft and beautiful things she was never allowed to experience before?? What is this madness???? The world out there is so strange and blindingly bright and beautiful but alien and overwhelming and what is going on why do my eyes hurt????

(Anyway yeah how did you know I have an affinity for hurt/comfort? I hid it soooo well tho...)

Margim my babygirl 😌 She could tear my arms off easily, she has autism, her earliest memory is of killing someone, she's scared and lonely and literally Just Trying Her Best, she's the spitting image of a Black-Numenorean and everyone is afraid of her, she just saw a bunny for the first time in her life today, she once ripped out a man's throat with her teeth, she gets migraines from being out in the sun, she only has one (1) facial expression, her skin is littered with so many scars she doesn't remember where she got all of them, her favorite flowers are dandelions, she really, really needs a hug but doesn't know how to ask and is scared of people touching her. I'm obsessed with her.