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ariellewm · 1 year

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The Known History of The Amber Lily

Before the Doom of Draca Isla Pyramis, the large island continent located southwest of the western continent, was home to a rich diversity of floral and plant life. Amber lilies (The Blood Flower) were among the most abundant.

The lily has eight thick curved petal-like segments ranging in warm colors of a variety of reds. The ends of the petals fade into an orange hue and would brighten throughout its growth. The long tips within the petals have a golden, yellow hue that would sparkle in the sunlight during the day. At night these lilies glow bioluminescent when they reach maturity.

Many Naga's and Nagi's use the flower for healing purposes. One popular method is making herbal tea. By placing a lily blossom at the bottom of the cup or pitcher, they pour boiling fresh spring water over the lily in the cup and let it set for many minutes until warm enough to drink. They lily was also used to treat wounds and burns by making pastes from the bulbs and petals with other mixtures. Sometimes even smelling its blood orange, sandalwood aroma can improve respiratory illnesses and relax the body.

Naga's and Nagi's along with the Dragon's explored outside of their home, making new ones in all different parts of the world. Royal Naga/Nagi nesti's (families) as well ventured out at sea to explore, including that of the Agskaga nesti. Sailing across the Lapis Sea, they brought along with them seeds of the amber lily, in hopes to grow them elsewhere. They would find the perfect place for them to thrive located between two large continents, The Central Isles. There the soil and climate conditions would allow for them to grow.

The once home to the flourishing lilies would fall along with the rest of the island continent and those that lived there. A large catastrophic event would flood and fill the land with lava from the surrounding volcanoes. This made the amber lilies sacred to that of the Agskaga's. It would soon be the royals new house symbol.

Original design by Arielle W.M., Digital by @wyyvernn

After The Blood War, the amber lilies were introduced to the public. The sacred lilies were traded to kingdoms, cities, and villages in exchange for gold, silver, jewels/crystals, and other goods. This quickly grew the royal nesti into a respected, rich house along the isles. It had piqued curiosity among healers, who specialized in healing practices and potions. By studying the Blood Flower, they discovered plenty of other useful healing properties. Only a selected loyal few were allowed upon the royal's vast fields to learn about the lilies and to buy/trade directly from the Agskaga's. Their seeds, however, would never find its way to the continent of Glarium or to the western continent.

After a tragic demise of the death of the king and queen, private healers were forbidden to visit the fields. Trading still continued but only among royal allies.

Benefits of Amber Lilies

Improves heart health (chewing edible petal, herbal tea form)

Relieve headaches, depression, anxiety (aroma, soaking petals in tub, herbal tea form)

Strengthen brain activity (aroma)

Cures insomnia (herbal tea form, aroma)

Heals scars or other wounds (in paste form)

Reduces pain or injury (chewing edible petal, herbal tea form)

Improve respiratory illnesses (aroma, herbal tea form)

Treats poisoning (in paste form)

#fantasy #worldbuilding #current wip #fictional flower #fiction #amber lily #fantasy floral

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kotias · 1 year

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Amber Lily - a DBZ AU where Planet Vegeta didn’t explode

NaNoWriMo day 2:

Thirty years before the birth of Kakarrot, King Cold the Frost Demon appeared on the planet of the Saiyans, accompanied with an army meant to trample them until they submitted. Vegeta II, the Saiyan King of the time, had no other choice but to bend the knee to the tyrant. Sad and ashamed, he resigned the only way a warrior knew: giving his crown to his heir, he ordered his own slaughter to his men. Let the Sun rest under the weight of the Frost.

His heir was given the title of Queen Ingen, supported by her mate King Daikon, who led her men into what they knew best- destroying civilisations and selling their dead lands to wealthy criminals. For a generation, her people knew little change under the Cold Forces, as they went back to their old habits, wearing colours that were not theirs.

But Queen Ingen, as proud and powerful as she had grown, was not exempt from death. As her Prince reached twenty five years old and came to soon birth his own offspring, she led her army into their last breath. Planet Acherion ceased to be, falling upon itself as the Saiyans rested on its ground. Grieving and sour, King Vegeta III took the throne from his father, supported by his mate, Queen Jala.

Four years later only, as his heir Vegeta came to formulate his first thoughts and his second child Tarbles came out of his incubator, the aging tyrant Cold visited the planet, accompanied by his own child, Freeza. That child, who in an instant killed ten of the planet’s warriors, was presented as the new ruler of the Cold Forces -renamed after him, Freeza Forces.

This decision alone made the race fall into a form of limbo, where the ruling King would refuse to move from his throne, leaving his armies in the care of others. Passions and frustrations could be felt on the planet, but Queen Ingen before him had been smart, instigating an iron-clad rule: forget about the myth of the Super Saiyan. Hide proof of it, do not speak of it, destroy any evidence of it. Let the Sun die under the weight of the Frost.

No Saiyan spoke a word of it, but all hoped for the Dawn of their world.

As Queen Jala led the King’s warriors into battle, unceasingly attacking and bringing people down to offer their planets to the tyrant above them, King Vegeta fell into the most peculiar fears; he sent warriors away, children and adults alike, should he deem them unworthy of his people or too powerful for his family to control. He kept a close eye on his subordinates, who knew only of his rule that it was unjust. He kept a close eye on his children, who knew only of his rule that it was not to be questioned. He kept a close eye on his wife, who knew only of his rule that it had to come to an end. As Prince Vegeta started going away on missions for the Freeza Forces, his father grew worried that he may be led to insurrection. As Prince Vegeta captured the interest of the tyrant as a young teenager, his mother grew angry that he did not budge to protect his own child. As Prince Vegeta returned almost an adult, the shadow of the years as nothing short of a slave in the service of Freeza, the generals grew furious of the heir’s treatment and his Father the King’s reaction. As Prince Vegeta returned, he came back to a home where his little brother too had been sent away. For protection, his father told him; for the protection of his own family pride, whispered the generals; for the purity of the family’s power, his mother growled.

The generals were pointed to the Freeza Forces, who gave them missions away from the planet. Queen Jala was pointed towards a rich civilisation that was to be conquered with her best warriors, a mission that she was forced to accept. She left her Prince behind, under the care of his father too afraid of change to properly protect him.

Prince Vegeta grew angry and sour, and yet the rumours pushing for his mating had started. As he would walk, run and fly across his planet’s cities, he would hear names, meet people and get to know them. Upon his father’s recommendations, he met young, proud girls who wished to become his fiercest warriors as he would come to power.

He heard not only rumours of his own mating, but whispers of a plot against his father that he let slip by. He entered into the deepest parts of the strangest cities to meet with the girls who wished to prove their worth. He fought them in street brawls as an anonymous child and in tournaments as the crowned Prince, finding the best of them all and seeing them not only for their power and ambition, but for the people that they were behind. Slowly, he found a few matches that suited him and that he recommended for expeditions to truly show what they were capable of, offering to accompany them as his weary father sat on his throne void of all meaning.

Looking for an escape, he found refuge in his companions, both male and female, growing not only a temporary harem, but an elite force whom he blindly trusted. On top of them all emerged Shallot, a girl whose black mane, braided on the right half of her head, shone like the half-moon above their heads. She had a character sharp like the cliffs they were resting on and a voice coarse like the sand they were battling against, and yet her smiles had a light that brought the Sun to shame.

As his mother came back, only a few months before he came of age to rule, Prince Vegeta found that the rumors of his settling for a mate had spread like wildfire, pointing to a select few women who had visited him enough to give in to doubt.

His forces kept their silence.

As the generals came back, only a few weeks before he came of age to rule, Prince Vegeta was to realise that the rumours of his settling for a mate were not so much about that as it was a list of the names that the people had noticed were the King’s allies. Names that the people wished disappeared.

His forces smiled.

As the last week before he came of age to rule arrived, Vegeta felt a shift in the royal palace; people prepared for his ceremony, showed him a multitude of outfits and pieces of jewelry meant for the event. What his training taught him however was that the Prince was to wear the Moon until the King gave him the Sun; whereas what he saw were pieces meant to reflect golden rays. His training told him to keep that information quiet, as he saw his mother present other pieces to the King.

His forces whispered words of encouragement to him.

Like the Spring piercing through the Winter frost, Prince Vegeta’s coming of age came with a special event: the killing of his father by the hands of his mother, with his generals watching and his mouth keeping the secret until the former King’s head was rolling at his feet.

His forces roared like a united pride.

Let the Sun rise from under the weight of the Frost.

Collecting the crown on his father’s head, his mother placed it on his own and bowed, followed by the crowd of his people swarming the gigantic city.

Vegeta knew of what that signal meant, and tailored his words like he had expected he may have to, giving hopes of change to his people, promising to right his father’s wrongs and to bring the light back onto the planet.

“He who preceded me did not wish to live the life of a warrior, and thus his inadequate reign had to come to an end. After many years under his rule, the frustration and anger of our race has been heard and will know an answer. His cowardice, unbecoming of a warrior King, has been stopped today, as he lays at my feet and his crown rests on my head. I have lived through his reign like you have, I have suffered from his decision and have learned of their consequences; I do not wish to inflict that any longer on my people.” Vegeta took a break, turning to his mother.

“We will need a little time to settle and to find the pace at which we will now move forward; I ask for your patience, but guarantee that you will find the peace of mind that has been lacking in this last reign. My anger has been brewing with your own, and will not find rest until the Sun comes back on our planet.” He raised an arm towards the sky, opening his fingers as if he was receiving a blessing in return. “Give the time for the Sun to rise from its cold ashes. Let it shine upon our race once again and put a rest to our harsh Winter.” He closed his hand and let his jewelry, reflecting the star of their planet, conclude his statement. The people who were now under his rule stood back up like a single man and roared a cry meant for battles, readying themselves for the years to come. Beside him, his mother smiled and her generals bowed to their new King.

#nanowrimo #amber lily #dbz #db #dragon ball #dragon ball z #dragon ball super #vegeta #saiyan

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the-aila-test · 4 months

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Native Girls, Women, and She/Theys that stole our hearts and rose our spirits <3

#native women #indigenous women #representation matters #alaqua cox #amber midthunder #devery jacobs #paulina alexis #kiawentiio #lily gladstone #Sivan Alyra Rose

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patrocles · 1 year

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Indigenous Guest Stars - RESERVATION DOGS (2021 - )

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jozlyn-moon · 6 days

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Lily and Liam

(The Cipher Twins)

Finished my updated drawings of the two twins along with their flatlander forms! Each also having their own prospective mind entities as well, Liam’s crisps (Crow Will-o-wisps) and Lily’s L1L-3s!

Both entities reside in each twins’ mindscape, there to protect their thoughts and memories from harm!

(As well as some doodles of em)

#gravity falls #gravity falls au #gf amber skies #gravity falls concept #bill cipher #lily cipher #liam cipher #flatlanders

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tokyicons · 9 months

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actress icons

like or reblog if you use/save

follow @tokyicons for more

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dcmultiverse · 2 years

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AQUAMAN (2018) Amber Heard as Mera

#dcedit #filmedit #aheardedit #mera #aquaman #amber heard #dc #dc comics #ch: mera #m: aquaman #movie #gif #mine #by lily

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indeedgoodman · 5 months

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daunsun · 1 year

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Some doodles from an aggie earlier

#i love my friends a lot #they're very cool you should support them #staring at spooky and amber and lily in particular #and opu #fnaf moon #fnaf sun #fnaf eclipse #art #oc

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gra-sonas · 2 years

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Additional stills of the RNM finale 🥹😍

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aroacemisha · 1 year

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A handful of headcanons.

Lilith is canonically aroace, but I also hc her as non-partnering (so she’s not interested in non-romantic partnerships either)

Lilith: non-partnering, aroace; trans

Steve: uranic, grayrose (gray aro + gray ace); trans

Amber: lesbian

Katya: aego aroace

Derwin: aroace

Bump: bi (of some kind)

Flora: non-partnering, aro, lesbian

Steve could just be labelled as bi or poly, or as toren (men + nb attraction), but uranic is even more specific (men + masc nb + unaligned nb + genderless ppl attraction). Tbh I could probably use uranic as a prefix, like ‘uranic bi’ or ‘uranic poly’, the same way toren can be used.

Also the only reason I have a headcanon for Flora is because she’s literally wearing lesbian flag colors.

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midnight-ramblingswfc · 7 months

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#ireland wnt #irewnt #Lily agg #denise o’sullivan #katie mccabe #lucy quinn #louise quinn #Diane Caldwell #amber barrett #Caitlin hays

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kotias · 1 year

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Amber Lily - a DBZ AU where Planet Vegeta didn’t explode

NaNoWriMo day 1:

As they were approaching the city, its lights struck Bulma’s face. Vegeta recognised those eyes- weary of their surroundings, pupils dilated; the adrenalin and the anguish before a new battle. “Breathe in.” She startled at his hushed words, but listened. “Breathe out.” Her body started relaxing, but her eyes as she smiled to thank him were not quite calm. Well, he knew her enough to know that this level of stress would not eat at her nerves enough to make her lose herself.

By the time the helicopter landed in front of a crowd that would make anyone recoil in panic, Bulma had put on a mask of perfect composure and trained her face into a bright, professional smile that would last her through the evening full of cameras and curious journalists.

A proud woman.

They waited for a few additional minutes until they were given the signal. Bulma flashed a smile at Vegeta and stepped outside, standing tall in front of the unforgiving crowd, whose whispers he heard were already commenting on the fitting of her dress and the glittering of her earrings. She started with a small speech, reminding to all the people present and to the cameras the reason for the event, before turning to him as he readied to step out of the vehicle. He stood by her side, sheltering her with his tall presence that killed all the murmurs that had spread through the crowd.

This was but the first element that would annoy him that night.

As they walked together through the alley bringing them to the stadium, the cameras flashed and followed them, taking them from any angle, looking for any sign or flinch that may prove useful to possible rumours. Bulma did warn the Saiyans about this, about the media’s tendency to build mountains out of a rock, and they were only just beginning to comprehend what this meant, as they came back from Namek as heroes and were sheltered away by Capsule Corporation.

“Miss Briefs, we have heard troubling rumours about the interviews; are you sure that the results have been given objectively?” The mask was unyielding; an easy question requested an easy answer, after all.

“Of course,” she answered, “every test that has been conducted was given full control by the Saiyans, depending on the needs that they expressed. They were the ones giving their demands and their opinions on what has been delivered.”

“Miss Briefs, your relationship to their race is very well known; can you guarantee that they have chosen the technology that they saw fit, and not the person whom they liked most?” On that question, his eye was the one that twitched. Bulma was still impressively stoic, taking the accusation without any trace of surprise.

“I can assure you that the Saiyans would have no hesitation to throw me away for a better match. Whether or not they knew me would have no weight on their decision.” She glanced for a second at Vegeta and added, “I would even argue that their protective nature may have weighed against my case,” winking at him and provoking the slightest smile on his face. “Those tests were perfectly fair and-”

“Miss Briefs, please excuse me, but where is the proof that the Saiyans’ demands weren’t tailored to perfectly suit your skills?”

Another fuse was starting to burn out in Vegeta’s brain; those people’s interventions were not questions, but accusations, and while Bulma was bravely answering with all the calm that she could muster, he saw her mask chip away. Her confidence, which was indeed great but not infinite, would suffer if this treatment continued longer.

Names and curricula were being thrown in her face like she was but a secretary who would not know better. Then, they did what finished convincing him that she would never truly bloom, should she stay on Earth.

They turned to him for their questions.

“King Vegeta, there are rumours going around that since her falling out with her long-term boyfriend, Bulma has gotten very close to your race, and to you in particular. Did that influence your judgement during the tests in any way?”

This time, her mask almost fell; the journalists were asking him the same questions they had just asked her, as if asking for confirmation from a trustworthy source. The woman had practically begged him to stay calm during that public appearance, as it may very well influence the funds that she may receive for the expedition and therefore the quality of the partnership between the planets, and he listened. She had begged him, and pleaded with him that the more she could receive from the planet, the more efficient she would be to them, and he listened. She had argued that the quality of the year-long preparation coming after that appearance would entirely depend on how it went, and he listened. But at this moment, he wasn’t sure that he cared about funds, primary resources or the quality of their preparation. The world looking at them at the moment was seeing one thing: the woman who was going to go with them was being insulted by a crowd full of mal-intentioned people, and the King standing beside her was tied up by an agreement that he wanted to be faithful to.

Bulma must have felt the shift in his stance, as she stole the attention back, reminding them all that she had already answered and explained in great detail, both in the job offer and during this evening, how the selection process had been led. Hiding subtle nudges to him into her words, she tried to calm his wrath by showing the strength of her character, by showing once again how perfectly in tune she was with his race.

And yet, they concentrated on him again.

“King Vegeta, do you not feel like Mrs Briefs may be inadequate for this job? Would you not be more reassured with one of the leading engineers that the Earth has to offer?”

The last fuse was burnt out. With a single look, he cut Bulma as she tried to answer, and stepped forward, protecting her from the verbal assault she had taken for what felt like hours.

“I am not sure I have understood you too well. Are you journalists saying that the woman who engineered new, faster ships to get us to Namek, who travelled with us to ensure our safety, who recreated Freeza’s technology with the scraps she could find, who made us the most versatile armours we could ever hope to find, would be inadequate for a mission on our planet? That this woman, whom we have found to be the brightest scientist ever encountered -including her father- with the same heart as the fiercest Saiyan warrior, should be replaced by another? That any one of those “leading engineers” whose names you are yelling into our ears would be able to withstand the strength of our characters? Because this woman can. This woman whose intelligence you have chosen to question and insult with the whole world as witnesses has perfectly grasped our wants and needs, and knows how to provide them to us. She knows to tell us off. And from now on, she is officially one of our own, and as per this status…” The King bared his teeth, capturing the lights shining bright on his face. “Insulting her will be taken very personally by our race, as you are questioning our ability to judge what is best for us.”

Silence fell. Behind him, he heard her exhale a breath of exasperation -but he did not care. The other Earthlings did have excellent ideas; but at the end of the day, their views had been restricted to what they saw necessary. The Saiyans needed armour -they were provided heavy models, meant to be worn in mounted battle. The Saiyans needed to rebuild their scouting technology -it was based on Earthling phones, unusable in space and impractical should they battle at the same time. When they asked for a more efficient mode of transportation, they offered car and plane prototypes, maybe a few animal cyborgs. While they were all impressive by human standards, and he could understand why Earthlings would not see why Bulma came on top, they were not practical for his race.

He and his men had all agreed; Bulma had been the best choice by far. Her proposals during the engineering tests had been pragmatic and efficient rather than flashy and unnecessary. She provided armours that were light and protective, adding the elasticity that their full moon transformations required. She provided them with contact lenses and devices into the ears helping them gauge power levels and communicate efficiently. She showed the prototype for a new motor for their spaceships.

The cameras, flickering and clicking and flashing them constantly, were pulling at his last nerves, and he felt her eyes looking at his face. “Well, I think that this is as good of a stop as we could find,” Bulma exclaimed to the now very silent crowd, “thank you everybody for coming tonight, for welcoming our prestigious guest for the formal announcement of our agreement with Planet Vegeta.” She discreetly tapped on his shoulder and started walking back towards their helicopter.

Smart girl.

As they flew up in the air and away from the flashlights, he saw her throw her mask away and clench her jaw in frustration. “Stupid fuckers!” He smiled; those moments when she lost patience, when she really let herself get angry, were the moments when she shone brightest. Those moments when she could barely contain her screams and the fury was dancing into her eyes were the moments when he wanted her by his side until the end of their-

Shit.

#nanowrimo #amber lily #dbz #dragon ball #dragon ball Z #dragon ball super #vegebul #vegeta #bulma

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