#vampire mythoverse

[faemytho]

is it gay to insist everyone else is committing heresy by not worshipping one god in a polytheistic pantheon as the one True god and being so dedicated you gaslight gatekeep gncboss your entire species into a cult of your own making in which you are the leader. the answer is no by the way.

[parsp-art]

Y'know my post where I go "haha *finally gets sick of staring a sketch for a year*"?? yeah this is the result of that! Their name is Elinyxih and they're very gay

[hisame-chan]

Drops this in here.

@faemytho / @vampire-mythoverse

[onebizarrekai]

I just realized I never posted these even though I drew them like 3 months ago and I was like oh heck

anyway a little bit of ibvs except they’re vmv characters because mae literally waved their arms around in front of vmv and silently beckoned me to add everything to it

• Esteban is a prince who is in line to become king in the kingdom of Zorrositio (which is an extremely uncreative name for the kingdom entirely on purpose). He’s supposed to be like, rich and important or whatever, but he spends most of his time secretly researching the supernatural because he has no interest in politics. He comes across as mortal, but actually has some magus blood in him. �� Isaias is a faery that Esteban caught lurking around in the castle courtyard. Because of Esteban’s partiality towards the supernatural, he let Isaias go, but Isaias still hangs around in spite of that. Somehow they became ‘friends’, but they don’t get along in the slightest. • Nilo is a hybrid envy demon also turned into a vampire. He lives in the woods with his brother, Diego. When Esteban wanted to summon a demon for fun, Isaias gave him Nilo’s sigil in return for a secret room in the castle. Nilo ended up in the castle and I just realized I haven’t thought past that part aside from usual “Nevin deliberately trying to ruin Edward’s life” shenanigans. • Diego is Nilo’s brother, and also a hybrid envy demon. I’m still trying to come up with this part of the backstory, heck.

vmv by @vampire-mythoverse​ / @faemytho​

[parspicle]

Have some,,, farmer gfs,,,,,, @vampire-mythoverse

[michimiart-blog]

A few months ago, my good friend @slatecloud showed me a few pictures of cooked beetroot which texture casually ressembles blood.

So... I kinda couldn't help but use the fake blood thing on this-

I regret nothing LMAO

I used my VMV OC Blenia and an alternate Alice Green from another fandom :3

Alice: Is blood!

VMV!Blenia: I HAVE A STRONG POWER OF SMELL AND YOU ARE GIVING ME BEETROOT JUICE!

Alice: YOUR POWER OF SMELL IS MESSED UP!

XD

Blenia: Me

VMV: @faemytho / @vampire-mythoverse

Alice: PR Outrage

[freyfall]

I forgot i never posted these lol

Refs for @faemytho‘s @vampire-mythoverse: demon prince flavor, now with height comparison

also their names are written how i imagine their handwriting to be

edit: in case their heights are hard to read on the chart:

Adulationis: 5′3″ Leviath: 5′8″ Sakareth: 5′4″ Brolkoron: 6′7″ Azodos: 6′10″ Nammon: 5′0″ Asmarath: 5′9″

Commissions | Ko-Fi

[nonsensicallycereal]

uuuuuuuuuuuuuu

anyway, first off are Faim and Sable, i got the honour of designing the mighty gays n im lovb them

second is a quick of Pica, my new friend, who eats chalk & has a hole in their head

@faemytho (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ  

[parafable-project]

VMV: Summarized

First up: What is VMV?

VMV is my own original fantasy sandbox world project, and it stands for Vampire-MythoVerse! I'm still trying to figure out what media I want to create for this project in, but I'm having fun either way.

If I’ve managed to successfully catch your attention by saying the word “fantasy”, then keep reading! This project is my love letter to storytelling as an art, and it's built entirely with that in mind.

VMV is composed of three distinct separate worlds, each with their own magic, rules, cultures, and peoples! Within these worlds, there are many diverse cultures and countries built by a variety of different species, and many individuals with their own thoughts and opinions that have impacted their own respective worlds.

Disclaimer: Everything below is of my own creation. I have drawn inspiration from several myths, religion, and a lot of folklore, but everything below is of my own creation, thoughts, and my own particular spin on a place, thing, or species. I claim not to have created these creatures, but I do claim ownership of these particular interpretations of them.

The three worlds are named as follows: Angaea, Terra, and Cirxia.

Angaea

The World of Angaea is home to the Angaeans, winged beings resembling people who draw magic directly from their God, Makda of Creation, the Divine Creator. In Terra and Cirxia, they are referred to as angaels.

Angaea is split into Wings, as are the Angaeans. Each Angaean that is created is also given a virtue to follow and fulfill, and each virtue is overseen by its respective Merahi/leader. Among these are:

The Guard, Merahi Kuwaye, and Guardians (guard angaels)

The Warrior, Merahi Brachael, and Warriors (combat angaels)

The Judge, Merahi Jemudaeh, and Judges (judgement angaels)

The Mentor, Merahi Azazel, and Mentors (guide angaels)

The Prophet, Merahi Staruin, and Prophets (prophet angaels)

The Providential, Merahi Rafurael, and Providentials (trial angaels)

The Delegate, Merahi Urelis, and Delegates (mercy angaels)

Angaeans spend their time watching over Terra and its inhabitants, and welcoming the dead souls of xynless Terrans into Angaea.

Terra

The World of Terra is home to the Terrans. Among the Terrans, there are many diverse creatures and species, but they can be split neatly into two categories; the Elairians and the Shvarites. The Elairians are those specifically created and touched by the God who created Terra, Elair of Life, the Life Breather. The Shvarites are those who were created by Elair, but touched by the Joint Gods of Purpose and Personality, Shvar of Body, Soul, Mind, and Path.

Among the Elairians are two distinct species, similar in every way save for one thing.

The teridles, humans unable to use magic

The magi, humans born with the ability to use magic (singularly called a magus)

Among the Shvarites are a great many amount of species, such as:

Fae Folk (and subspecies)

Vampires (and subspecies)

Animalia-Shifters (and subspecies)

Dragons (and subspecies)

Each with their own twists, magics, and rules, the Shvarites live alongside the Elairians on the many continents of Terra, including:

Acirfa (The Land of Magitech, Sciences, and Arts). Home to the country of Acirema, and the territories of the Northwilds, the Tresed Desert, and the Southwilds.

Dnalsi Islands (The Land of Dragons, the Sun, and the Moon). Contains seven islands total, lived in and on and ruled by dragons.

Edis (The Land of Many Lands and Peoples). Home to the countries of Rehto, Zorosio, and Eb, as well as the territories of the Zorrehto Forest and the Ebsh Forest Vakredic Hierarchy.

Skrea (The Land of Ice, Fae, and Vampires). Divided and ruled equally by eight leaders.

Each species and continent has their own internal culture and mannerisms. The differences among cultures can be few and sparse in some places, or many and large in others. Essentially, Terra is tantamount to a fantasy flavored Earth.

Axetsua (The Land of Feywilds and Warmth)

Eisa (The Land of Shifters and Change)

Cirxia

The World of Cirxia is home to the Cirxians. The most prominent of creatures, and the only sapient ones, within Cirxia are those who call themselves Cirxites. Created by the God, Eos of Sacrifice, the Many Handed, cirxites embody what angaels refer to as vices, and what they refer to as xyns. In Angaea and Terra, they are referred to as daemons or demons respectively.

Cirxia is split into nine Circles, each circle embodying a different xyn of its own. Cirixites are born of their xyn and overseen by their Prinxes, including:

Prince Adulationis of the Pride Circle and Pride Cirxites

Prince Leviath of the Envy Circle and Envy Cirxites

Prince Sakareth of the Wrath Circle and Wrath Cirxites

Prince/Prinxe Brolkoron of the Sloth Circle and Sloth Cirxites

Prince Azodos of the Greed Circle and Greed Cirxites

Prinxe Nammon of the Gluttony Circle and Gluttony Cirxites

Prince/Prinxe/Princette Asmarath of the Lust Circle and Lust Cirxites

The other two Circles are placed above Lust and below Pride.

The Limbo Circle, the very top of Cirxia. Home to the souls rejected from Angaea.

The Despondence Circle, the very bottom of Cirxia. Home to Cirixites who have fallen into despondence, and overseen by the God of Destruction Oru.

Cirxites must sacrifice a set amount of time to their God by indulging in their xyn. As such, their cultures are built around these concepts.

Those of the In-Between

There’s only three worlds, but there are those who don’t quite fit directly into the box of just Angaea, Terra, or Cirxia. There are those who are rejected from their worlds, and there are those who may not just be one thing or the other. These are the people who aren’t just Angaean, Terran, or Cirixan.

The Fallen and Terravians

The Fallen hail initially from Angaea, and may also be called Fallen Angaels. Their descendants, as well as descendants of Angaeans, are called Terravians. Regardless of which they are born of, Terravians have no magic associated with Angaea, and no magic overall.

Terravians, whether born of a Fallen Angael or of an Angaean, are winged beings who have no magic pertaining to Angaea, Terra, or otherwise. They are avian people of Terra, and their wings may be anywhere from pure white, to pure black, to any color or pattern in-between.

Cirxavians, and Limbo Demons

Cirxavians hail initially from Angaea, and were previously considered Fallen Angaels. Cirxavians are the result of Angaea rejecting a Fallen Angael twice. This double rejection forces the individual to host the magic of Cirxia as a result, becoming what is known as a Cirxavian.

The descendants of Cirxavians are called Limbo Demons. They are beings not initially beholden to Cirxia, but despite this, they resemble Cirixites in nearly every way - but not without some key differences.

The Risen and Terrisen

The Risen hail initially from Cirxia, and may also be called Risen Demons. Within Cirxia, they are known as Hollow Cirixites, and in parts of Terra, they may call themselves Terra't, or Terra-Touched. They are Cirixites who were rejected from Cirxia, and are no longer considered beholden to the xyn they were born to before rising.

The Terrisen are the descendants of Risen Demons. They are similar in nearly every way to their parents, save for a few key differences, which is why they are distinguished separately here. The Risen and Terrisen both could be considered similar to the Peryton.

Hybrids

Hybrids are those who have parents of different species. They may be a Cirxite of two xyns, a Cirxite with powers of the Fae Folk, a vampire who can use magus magic, a magus who can use Fae magic, or any combination of sapient beings across all three planes.

Hybrids are a mix between any two species the entirety of VMV has to offer, (following the rules of each species, of course). A hybrid may be a Wrath | Lust Cirxite, or a Dragon-Shifter | Sloth Cirxite, or a Vampire Lord | Faery, or a Changeling | Magus. There are endless combinations, but each part is still distinctly separate. Only one part can be passed down to a hybrid’s children, which is why there aren’t Wrath-Lust | Sloth Cirxites, or any other combination of three or more species.

Though anyone of one species may have children with anyone of another species, hybrids are not considered welcome in many places. For many places of the three worlds, falling in love with or having children with another species that does not match your own is seen as somewhat of a taboo act. However, there are some places where it is not only allowed, but encouraged; the main leader of Skrea, for example, is traditionally a hybrid between the main two species who occupy Skrea.

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This is VMV: Summarized!

If you want to know more, my (ask) is always open to questions, and the discord server is (free to join)!

[anthropodermic-bibliopegy]

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1ttyuV9iD2GYLXLasH1PN28zznf0o8ZMf0JWNQ4TGN1k/edit

Prince Leviath of Envy has returned to his rightful place after long absence. What does that mean for him? What does that mean for the circle?

For starters, he probably needs to take a walk.

•••

VMV and Leviath are by @faemytho

VMV blog @vampire-mythoverse

[faemytho]

Cirxites of Pride

Ranked highest in the Cirxian hierarchy of xyntypes, Pride Cirxites can be identified by their orange and brown features, as well as the rhombus shape on the tips of their tails. Most Pride Cirxites thrive on attention, and are most often observed to have a general demeanor and attitudes of entitlement. This has led to a social and verbal cut-throat society, and often will cirxites on lower rungs of the social ladder do anything to climb up as far as possible. Though less common, some Pride Cirxites are otherwise observed to fiercely cheer on and bolster the confidence of those they hold dear, preferring to see their loved ones receiving the adulation instead of themselves.

Of all cirxites of all xyntypes, Pride Cirxites are the only xyntype to possess markings specific to their xyntype. 'Pride Marks' are patches of colored skin in the shapes of rhombuses, and are placed on the body dependent on biological rank. A common cirxite may have their pride marks anywhere on their waist down, a general cirxite may have their pride marks anywhere on their waist up, but only a royal cirxite has been observed to have their pride marks on their necks and faces. As many as nine and as few as three rhombuses have been observed to appear on Pride Cirxites' bodies. It has also been noted that, while other shapes are okay, Pride Cirxites find it particularly offensive if other cirxites paint or depict rhombuses on their bodies without being of the pride xyntype.

Pride Cirxites are also equipped with a natural sense of balance, often comfortable in their bodies and their minds. It is said by cirxites of other xyntypes that an unbalanced Pride Cirxite is simply just another cirxite, though whether that claim holds true has yet to be proven.

Since the death of the first and previous prince, the pride throne has since been occupied by his chosen successor; A common cirxite possessing the pride marks of the previous prince, which serve as his claim to the throne. As to why the first prince chose a common child as his successor has many puzzled, but majority opinion remains abundantly clear regarding the common cirxite on the throne; Prince Adulationis is unfit to lead the Pride Circle, and should step down immediately to avoid embarrassing the entire Pride Circle in front of the rest of Cirxia.

(X) | Envy | Wrath | Sloth | Greed | Gluttony | Lust

(All Cirxites)

[parsp-art]

This is a canon @vampire-mythoverse character, General Amyntor of Wrath, to Whom I Owe My Life (/j) and the kitten he deserves

[hisame-chan]

A small card redraw/remake.

Asmarath by @faemytho​ / @vampire-mythoverse​

Original card under the cut.

[onebizarrekai]

I made fanart of prince sock from mythodiddlyfytho

@vampire-mythoverse​

[parspicle]

I made a self insert fic of my girl’s, Tea Mom, shop so enjoy the soft

(Tea Mom, as Lilona has been dubbed, is one of my ocs for @vampire-mythoverse !!)

The forest was cold, the leaves crunching beneath my feet. A chill went down my back, as I pulled up my scarf. My breath was created gentle, smokey clouds in the air.

A soft but vibrant smell wafted through the air. It was flowery, almost… pink, if that made sense. It was a colorful smell. 

It smelled like a home. 

My home.

It brought me back to my room. The room you missed so: the squooshy, cushiony warm blanket covering the old but comfortable mattress I spent so long curled up on, the silklike pillows, all soft pastel colors, and the tens of stuffed animals, piled up to try and reach Angaea. 

Before I knew it, I had lead myself to the source. 

It was a very cozy, small shop. The windows reflected the cold, piercing sunlight of the autumn skies into warm, pleasant rays of sunlight. The inside was a soft, pastel pink, though my vision got blurrier when I pressed my face against the freezing glass, my breath fogging up the window. 

It was comfortable. There was a counter top, covered with flowers, many of them odd for the time of year, and lightly-colored wooden stools were pulled up to the counter. 

The door opened, causing the bell above to ring. I jumped back from the window, feeling caught in the act.

A lady, perhaps a little shorter than 6 feet, blinked, her soft yellow eyes looking me up and down. She laughed softly, waving with the hand not holding the doorknob. “Ah- hello there! I saw you staring. You’re welcome to come in! Can I offer you a cup of tea?”

“Tea…?” Ah, yes. This must be a tea shop. That would explain the pleasant smell and warmth. I nodded, going in as she shut the door behind me.

“What kind of tea do you like, dear?”

I shrugged.

“No preference? Ah, I’ll get you the most popular, then.”

She had a… slightly odd accent. It was familiar, but I couldn’t place it. I looked around. The window was tinted, it seemed, though the inside was just as pink as I had thought. 

“Where do you come from, stranger?”

I blinked, caught off guard. “Oh- Me?” I looked around. There wasn’t anyone else, so, obviously she meant me. “Uh… Pretty far from here. Over in… that direction.” I, not thinking about it, gestured towards home.

“That makes sense. You look too cold to be from here.” She laughed, setting her kettle on the stove. 

Well… she was right. With my scarf and two jackets, I did look colder than she did. She had a simple white blouse on, layered with a pink jacket that matched the shop’s aesthetic, as well as her ruffled skirt, which reached towards the floor. Her hair, instead of being down like my own, was tied in a very long braid, that reached the second tier of her skirt. 

“What brings you here, of all places?”

“I just… needed to get out of the house for a while. And, I’m… visiting family. In the next town over.” By “a while”, I meant a week, but she didn’t need to know that.”

“Seems rather far for getting out of the house. And odd for someone like you to be out here alone.”

Someone like me? I stiffened, slightly offended.

“Oh- I mean no offense. You just seem… human.”

“And- you aren’t?”

She laughed gently, grabbing a mug. “Of course not! I’m a magus, dear.”

“Oh…” I sunk into my seat a bit, awkwardness sinking into me as I did.

“The forest is a dangerous place,” she mused, the kettle whistling. She stepped away from the counter, short heels clicking against the wood as she grabbed the kettle and poured the less-than-boiling water into the mug. It, too, matched the shop.

Everything was pink…

“Certainly not a place to go undefended. How many scoops of sugar would you like, hon?”

“Just- one, please.” I reached for my wallet, before she noticed and wove her hand.

“Oh- please, don’t worry about payment! It’s the least I can do for someone like you. You seem like you’re in need of a kind place at the moment.”

“I… I do?”

“Of course! You’re sort of far from home, and I’m sure you’re cold.” She set the mug in front of me. The same soft, pinkish smell wafted up through the air again. I teared up. She blinked, tilting her head; her hair swayed in the air. “Are you alright?”

I nodded, smiling gently as the thought of home. “Yeah, I’m just… homesick.”

“I’d expect that from someone line you. How long has it been since you’ve been in your own bed, dear?” 

I wiped away a tear, crossing my ankles. “Just about a day.”

“Your bed is very important to you, then?”

“Very…”

“Ah. I hope you get home soon, then.”

I talked with her for an hour longer. Her name was Lilona, and she had opened her tea shop a 103 years ago or so. 

“A hundred and three years…”

“Yep! A long time ago.”

“I doubt my mom was even born then…”

She laughed at that.

She was particularly invested in me. She asked me where I came from, and asked for some stories of my day-long travel. 

It wasn’t malicious in the slightest; she got a look of soft wonder whenever I answered her with stories. She was invested in every word I spoke. She asked questions, forcing me to remember more of the good times. 

When I was sent on my way, she wished me good luck. She told me to come back if I was ever in town again.

I felt safe, a warm feeling spreading from my heart to the tip of my head and toes. It felt like a hug almost. I felt like the good luck she wished me would stay with me. The fluffy pink feeling I had in the shop lingered. 

It was nice.

[michimiart-blog]

More VMV art xd

Yes, now we have Blenia in VMV xD And there you have Norrustler/Roamy showing his wings!

Blenia is a common vampire, Roamy's daughter and Darkeny's niece. One of the tricks that she has is creating her hair with a little bit of magic but that's an extra, she stays without the magic hair when she wants to.

(Is purely coincidence her "little ressemblance" with Coeur, I just didn't know how to re-do her face in VMV skjndjaw)

VMV: @vampire-mythoverse / @faemytho

Blenia: Me / @michimi-maidenvelekblog