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the-red-butterfly · 6 days
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Your Friends Keep You Down
Gordie & Chris (The Body by Stephen King)
I read the novella The Body a bit ago and some of the concepts presented in the short story made me go feral ngl. Like the idea that some things can't be said out loud or the feeling/meaning of them gets destroyed, like- Excuse me what????? I fricking love that. And I do think there's some truth to it. Good god I'm destroyed.
Anyway. I made another book review hehe. You can watch me draw this piece in the review here:
-> The Body // Book Review + art // Different Seasons <-
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the-red-butterfly · 8 days
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Trope Tire List
Updated link! <- Link to the tire list place.
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I was tagged by @fishing4stars @cilil and @i-did-not-mean-to I love you all, thank you.
I love doing things like this! Also, I want to clarify these are for what I like to write, for my reading things would change quite a bit.
A lot of the things I put in "Does not spark joy" are just not in my mental radar so while some I don't like, a lot are just a meh, whatever, kinda feeling about them.
Tagging some friendos in case they want to join in the gun : @slightly-crimson-tornado (you are the only person I'm tagging here contractually obligated to do this game) @bad-at-names-and-faces @arlenianchronicles @fericita-s @byrambles @loonysama @thefamilybruno
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the-red-butterfly · 10 days
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A Dark Mirror
Manwë & Melkor (Tolkien universe)
Day 5: Free of Evil | Opposition @manweweek
Catching up on the days that I missed ✨ I was really eager to do this one (but i was a bit intimidated by what I thought was going to be very difficult but it was okay in the end hehe.
Manwë thinks his brother is reaching out but his love blinds him from noticing Melkor has other things in mind 😭 In my mind they are twins so I tried to keep them pretty similar in build and looks. I hope it translates well.
This actually reminds me of a scene I REALLY love of that old movie Legend (with Tim Curry as the devil, good lord). And I wish I had thought of that sooner because this piece would've turned out COMPLETELY different.
Here's the scene. If you know the vibes of the scene you know.
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the-red-butterfly · 11 days
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Everyone! Let's all thank @cilil for putting @manweweek together and giving us all such a wonderful week!! I had so much fun with this event and I can't express how happy it has made me.
Let's give her a round of applause and a big hug!!
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This was a wonderful event, i so loved reading everyone's thing's and seeing their art. Thank you so much Cilil!
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the-red-butterfly · 11 days
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Where Is He?
Varda & Ulmo (Tolkien universe)
Day 7: Freeform @manweweek
It's like he's vanished from Arda. Like he was never at all.
BEHOLD! The much awaited continuation of this first comic -> Eru's Instrument . And then eventually the half finding of Manwë over here -> Won't You Say Anything?
Funny how this comic doesn't feature Manwë at all? It all about him thought, never doubt that!
The context for this is, after sinking the isle of Númenor Manwë can't cope with the implications of what he did/was made to do. He involuntarily breaks and skaters all through Arda. Yes, indeed the solution to mental anguish is breaking yourself into such small pieces you won't have a consciousness to even think anyone ✨
@cilil has been very vocal of her love for this AU. Just yesterday she wrote something heavily inspired by the universe!! -> Story Go take a look as well, such good food. Friend, thank you for feeding the fires of my creativity and making this AU continue to blossom.
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the-red-butterfly · 13 days
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THIS IS MAKING ME LITERALLY INSANE. OF MY FUCKING GOD I JUST CANT. AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHGGGG.
This is so good 😭😭😭😭 I already left you a comment on AO3 so I'm not repeating myself her, but FUCK. What a way to get murdered on a nice Saturday like this 🥲
Friend, thank you so much for the heartache.
Manwë Week Day 6
"You did nothing wrong, my beloved son. You did what I have always commanded you to do."
Day 6: Fallen | Storm Relationship(s): Manwë & Eru, Ulmo Synopsis: When the Númenórean armada approaches Valinor and Manwë prays to his father for help, Eru uses him as his instrument once more. Warnings: Bit of blood and body horror (maybe, warning to be safe) AO3
AN: Inspired by and based on Eru's Instrument by @the-red-butterfly. I loved this one so much and was so sad that I missed the event, so here's a very late gift!
A wonderful fic based on it has been written by @i-did-not-mean-to, so I decided to take some creative liberties and focus more on the aftermath. Enjoy!
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When Manwë awoke from his trance, the only thing he saw was an apparition of his father above him. Impossibly bright and unknowable, it seemed to him that the One smiled like He had done in the days of his youth. 
"You have done well, my child." 
Dizzy and confused, Manwë attempted to rise, but swiftly collapsed on the cold, hard floor again. Where was he even? Still on the highest tower of his palace or had his father taken him somewhere else? And what had happened to exhaust him so? His fána ached and his limbs felt stiff and twisted as if he was a puppet, discarded with its strings cut. 
"Father..." he whispered, "Father, what happened...?" 
"I took matters into my own hands, as was your prayer to me. The Children have been reprimanded and are now gone from your realm."
"Reprimanded...? Gone...?" 
"Yes, my child. Númenor is no more." 
It took a few moments until Manwë felt the full gravity of Eru's words. He still struggled to rise and found himself unable to see beyond the light of the One's presence, but there could only be one meaning. 
The Children were dead. Their once-blessed kingdom was destroyed and taken from them forever.
And it was his fault. It had to be, for his father was infallible and to govern Arda in his stead was his sacred task. 
"You did nothing wrong, my beloved son. You did what I have always commanded you to do."
Eru's gentle admonishment, seeing into his heart as easily as breathing was to him, felt like mockery to Manwë. Yes, he had followed his father's command, but he had hoped that He would repair what had been broken, not destroy and discard His own creations. 
Melkor has gone to the Void for this, a small, unbidden voice of rebellion whispered in his mind. Afraid of his own thoughts, he quickly silenced it. 
Despair swept over him like the roaring sea where Númenor had once been, and Manwë's wings fell like dead leaves, dissolving into thin air and leaving only a few stray feathers as he began to sob. Blood filled his mouth, causing him to cough and curl up, one hand clutching his chest where Eru had taken hold of him — his robes, he suddenly realised, were torn and soaked with the same liquid. 
"Child." 
His father called out to him, but he couldn't answer, shaking uncontrollably as he tried in vain to suppress his emotions while frantically holding his battered fána together.
"Repair yourself." 
Manwë nodded, only to cough again; yet he knew he didn't have the strength to heal himself at present and wouldn't have it for a while. By Eru's grace the Valar could neither be destroyed nor slain within the circles of Eä so he would endure, but the sheer weight of his grief almost made him wish that he would not. 
The One vanished without another word, leaving his favourite son collapsed on the floor. Manwë attempted to reach out with his spirit to cry for help, yet before he could manage to make himself heard, he sensed the presence of Ulmo. 
His best friend, loyal as always, had come. He was going to be safe. 
Manwë allowed himself to be picked up and cradled in Ulmo's arms, but his relief was short-lived when he saw pure terror engraved into the other Vala's mien. 
"What have you done?" Ulmo asked. 
"It w-wasn't... I just... prayed..." 
He placed his hand on the one clutching his bloodied robes, attempting to seal the wound with his own flesh.
"It wasn't you, right? Tell me it wasn't."
"No... Father..."
Ulmo nodded gravely, and it seemed to Manwë that he understood; though his grief had been eased only ever so slightly, as whatever horror he had witnessed remained. 
"Ulmo... what did he...?"
In lieu of an answer, the Lord of Waters carried his friend to the very edge of the plateau on top of the tower, allowing him to finally see. 
The armada that had approached Valinor had vanished without a trace. Númenor was no longer visible in the distance. The sea remained in turmoil, as if it too was crying out in anguish for all the lives that had been lost. 
"It... is all... my fault..." Manwë managed before sobs broke his voice again. 
Ulmo turned away from the carnage then, unable to endure it any longer. Two additional arms and hands sprouted from his shoulders, one pressing against Manwë's chest, the other cupping his cheek. His lips parted, yet what he meant to say the Elder King would never know as Varda arrived in a flash of light, summoned by his distress.
"What happened here? Did Eru...?" 
"Yes, but it seems as though there was a price to it," Ulmo said, showing her the limp fána of Manwë. 
"Beloved–" 
"You must summon Irmo and Estë, my lady," he urged before Varda could give voice to her emotions. "I shall carry him to your chambers, but he requires further assistance." 
Manwë could only listen to their exchange, closing his eyes in defeat. He was going to be saved, he was going to be cared for — and the Children were not. Too gladly would he have sacrificed his chosen shape if it could have meant a better outcome, but the One would have never allowed him to make such a bargain in the first place. 
His head rested against Ulmo's mighty shoulder as they walked, his best friend holding and carrying him as gently as he could. 
It was only later when Manwë lay on top of his bed and idly watched Estë tend to the gaping wound in his chest that the reality of what had happened slowly dawned on him: He felt violated in body and spirit. Surely his father, loving and perfect as he was, could never do something like that to him? 
Yet He had stripped him of his free will and used him to destroy the very beings he had refused to hurt. Because Manwë was His instrument, as Eru had said, uncaring of the ruin of his fána and his ëala alike, even as he called him his beloved son. 
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the-red-butterfly · 13 days
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Wont You Say Anything?
Manwë & Varda (Tolkien universe)
Day 6: Fallen | Storm @manweweek
Please beloved, tell me what is wrong? Please, my lord. Why won't you say anything? My Love? Manwë?
This is technically a continuation of this comic strip -> Eru's Instrument I did it a year or two ago? In it Manwë has a not so good, very bad day because of daddy dearest.
This is technically the third part of this whole thing BUT, where's the second part you might be asking? If that comic is the fist? Well, the second part is supposed to be another comic but i haven't actually drawn it 😬 But it's planned at least? I'll happen eventually? So yay?
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the-red-butterfly · 14 days
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To Feel Normal Again
Andy Dufresne (The Shawshank Redemption)
We sat and drank with the sun on our shoulders and felt like free men. Hell, we could have been tarring the roof of one of our own houses. We were the lords of all creation. As for Andy - he spent that break hunkered in the shade, a strange little smile on his face, watching us drink his beer. You could argue he'd done it to curry favor with the guards. Or, maybe make a few friends among us cons. Me, I think he did it just to feel normal again, if only for a short while. The Shawshank Redemption (1994)
I drew Andy again for another book review, even when it had nothing to do with Shawshank Redemption XD Because I just like him that much and I hated everyone in the book I was reviewing. It was Apt Pupil btw.
You can come and watch draw this piece in the video. Even if you've never read it or don't like it, you can join me and enjoy how absolutely done with everyone I am 😂
-> Apt Pupil // Book Review + art // Different Seasons <-
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the-red-butterfly · 14 days
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Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption ll Book review and art
Another book review!! Huazza!! I love this story, so, so much (and the movie is absolutely stunning too lol). I loved it so much in fact that on the next review I made I ALSO drew things from Shawshank redemption XD even if the story I was reviewing had nothing to do with it. Well, it was another King book and Andy (the main character of Shawshank) is mentioned once, so I guess it has to do a little bit with it.
Link to the finished art: Andy Dufresne
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the-red-butterfly · 15 days
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The Children
Day 3: The Children | Whispering Breeze
Third day of @manweweek we're still on track, we're still on track (sweats uncontrollably.) I think it's kind of noticeable that Manwë is the onely one I put any real amount of effort in XD That's what I get for wanting to draw so many people in such a small frame of time.
Anyway! Manwë was getting sad/curious/jealous of the other vala because most of them have met the man children so he sneaks out of the promised land to go and pay the a wee visit. He is like, I can for sure pass for an elf but aaaah, sir... these people know what elves look like. And ahm, are you completely certain you are... ya know... an elf? Sir, you're not fooling as many people as you think you are.
Anyway, love the idea of Manwë interacting with either men or elves, is just interesting to me.
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the-red-butterfly · 16 days
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The Oldest Of Friends
Day 2: Friends & Love | Rain & Clouds
Second day of @manweweek AND IT'S STILL TUESDAY, I'M ON TIME! I love their friendship so much (@cilil baby girl, I know you wanna ship them, you have my permission go ahead, go ham, green light means go) so so much, I think it was one of the things that first stuck with me when I read the silm. I mean, unless I imagined the whole thing. Wasn't there something about them working together?? Correct me if I'm wrong XD
Anyway, I REALLY wanted to draw Manwë under the rain, I'm doing everything on a time crunch but I would love to try again with more time and mind to put into it.
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the-red-butterfly · 16 days
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REBLOGGING THIS JUST TO SAY THAT THE STARS IN HIS HAIR WERE PUT THERE BY VARDA. THANK YOU FOR COMING TO MY TED TALK.
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Day 1: Family | Breath & Air @manweweek
First day of Manwë week ya'll! My favourite boy ever <3 I am SO under prepared but you bet your ass I'm going to do every single day of this thing. Lets be honest though, I probably wont post or finish anything on time ✨
Breath and Air as my inspiration for the soft redesign I'm attempting to do here. Is it very different from how I usually draw him? Not really? Do I care? Heck no, look at how gorgeous he is!!
Now. Someone plis tell me if they like this the design more than the one I usually do 👁
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the-red-butterfly · 17 days
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Andy Dufresne (Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption)
I read Different Seasons recently and I just LOVED this story so much (and the movie, oh god the movie is so great). Decided to go back to my roots and do some graphite art XD It've very underwhelming but oh well.
I did a book review where you can see as I do the art. AND. I drew a screen cap of the movie as well, but that one I'll post later.
I hope Andy is out there living his best life in a beach in México besides Red, I really do.
Link to the video: Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption // Book Review + art // Different Seasons
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the-red-butterfly · 17 days
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Day 1: Family | Breath & Air @manweweek
First day of Manwë week ya'll! My favourite boy ever <3 I am SO under prepared but you bet your ass I'm going to do every single day of this thing. Lets be honest though, I probably wont post or finish anything on time ✨
Breath and Air as my inspiration for the soft redesign I'm attempting to do here. Is it very different from how I usually draw him? Not really? Do I care? Heck no, look at how gorgeous he is!!
Now. Someone plis tell me if they like this the design more than the one I usually do 👁
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the-red-butterfly · 21 days
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I have a lot to say,
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the-red-butterfly · 29 days
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A Mother's Honor
Jason Todd (Jaqueline) and Bruce Wayne (Bryce) (Batman)
GENDERBENT BRUCE AND JASON LET'S GOOOOOOOO. For the HSB review exchange, for the ALWAYS lovely @dottie-wan-kenobi . I love ya girl. I'm really happy I got you for this. Hope you like the babieesss (I know I am now personally obsessed).
I'm just thinking how much of a FUN chaos it would be if everyone in the universe is the same BUT these two. Crazy!girl!Jason plis 🙏🏼 gonna try and kill Timmy XD
And I can't post this without mentioning @slightly-crimson-tornado who is writing a WONDERFUL series about Fem!Bruce and has most definitely his influences on my drawing (if you've read his first story on the series you know what I mean). Thank you man, you continue giving me brain-roth hehe.
Here's the aforementioned series btw: Gotham Princess
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the-red-butterfly · 29 days
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WIP Wednesday
Tagged by @fishing4stars , thanks for tagging me 🙏🏼
This is a scene from my next chapter of my Batman AU (no capes except for Bruce, but nobody know that he's the bat!) It's called Dad, Where Were You Tonight? <- that's the Ao3 linky.
One day, out of the blue, the boy had tried to stab Jason while the teen was reading in the library. Screams of: “Holy shit!” and “Dad!” could be heard all over the manor. It was good fortune then that Cassandra had taken it upon herself to follow Damian around like a hawk and had stopped him just in time. By the time Bruce was dragging Damian away by the arm with a stone cold expression from the scene of the almost crime, Alfred was trying to calm down Jason, who was torn between fright and rage. “I’m going to get you in your sleep you little shit!” Jason screamed, even as they were far away from the library.  “It’s not my fault your charity cases have no skills whatsoever. If they can’t defend themselves against a simple attack like that, then they don’t deserve to live under your roof,” the boy was saying in what he probably thought was quite a reasonable tone of voice.
@bad-at-names-and-faces @slightly-crimson-tornado @arlenianchronicles in case you want to participate guys but no pressure at all <3
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