Amelia’s Peachy Fanfiction Tree

Hello and welcome to Amelia’s second peachy main blog because the original was hacked and deleted due to me falling for a stranger on the internet’s lies and giving them my email and password like a dumbass! At least I didn’t lose money I guess?

Anygays, WELCOME TO MY MASTERPOST! This will include my rules about behavior and what I do and don’t write, the fandoms I’m in and the ones I write and don’t write for, side blogs I have, and masterlist links!

Also! My OG Tumblr Anniversary is November 23, 2023, and my 2.0 Tumblr Anniversary is February 6, 2026! If anyone was curious!

✨Behavioral Rules✨

🍑 Be respectful and kind to myself and anyone who interacts with my posts. It’s not that hard to scroll along if you don’t like what I do or my opinions. Typing up hate just wastes your energy and gives me more engagement, it’s pointless.

🍑 I do not care what color your skin is, what is in your pants, who you wanna smash parts with or kiss, nor what your religious beliefs and/or practices are. This is a safe space and all are welcome, so long as they don’t spread hate.

🍑 As of now, I do not take commissions nor do I have anything like a Patreon, so please do not ask if I take commissions or where my Patreon link is. I may get one in the future, but tha is not the case right now.

🍑 I will not tolerate harassment of any kind. If I see any directed towards myself or anyone in my posts, you will be reported and blocked immediately. Behavior like that is not okay.

🍑 It’s not that hard to be nice and coexist with one another. So, if you had nothing nice or kind to say to me, just don’t fucking say it and keep scrolling and move on with your day, please and thank you.

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✨Request Rules✨

🍑 This is my main blog and it is mostly SFW, with the occasional thirsty rambling. I have a side blog dedicated to smut, so please visit there if you want to request smut from me. The farthest I’ll go is the implications of something happening through innuendos or very flowery language because I talk way too much and use way too many big words.

🍑 I am a slow writer and it really depends on my motivation and what inspires me, so request completion is a very inconsistent rate. Also, I am but one little guy running this show, so please be patient with me, I am doing my best!

🍑 If you request anything such as p3dophilia, incest, or anything of the sort, you will be reported and blocked immediately. I don’t fuck around with that disgusting ass shit, get some fucking help, you sick motherfucker.

🍑 If any X Reader piece has a character above the age of eighteen, the reader must also be of reasonable age within the work of fiction to be in a romantic relationship with said character.

🍑 I am willing to make references or allusions to SA, as I do have characters that have gone through that trauma, but I will not write graphic depictions of it. Do not request it. If you are uncomfortable with this, I will always include a trigger warning above the cut of these posts so you do not have to read them and can just scroll on.

🍑 I am willing to write angst, but it may take longer than other works depending on my mental state. I am a softhearted person with a lot of empathy, and sometimes writing angst either makes me maniacally cackle or sob in a corner.

🍑 I myself am someone who goes into little space/age regression, so I will take requests for that! However, I will only be doing strictly SFW age regression/little space writing, as I am uncomfortable integrating those kinds of things into somethin I consider to be a safe space

🍑 For anything including characters from fandoms, I have a limit of eight characters per request. Please do respect this limit and note that I may occasionally make a second part if I enjoy the prompt and you exceed the character limit.

🍑 I do have request slots, my limit is eight requests at a time and the amount I have will be posted in my blog description, so you can’t miss it!

🍑 You don’t have to just request stuff, you can just pop into my ask box to chat if you want! I enjoy talking with people on here and hope to have some wonderfully unhinged conversations with all of you!

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✨Fandoms & Characters I Write For✨

🍑 TWST - I was hit by the brainrot a couple years ago and it has not stopped, most of my posts relate to this game || Platonic/Romantic Characters (X Reader): Riddle Rosehearts, Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade, Trey Clover, Leona Kingscholar, Jack Howl, Azul Ashengrotto, Jade Leech, Floyd Leech, Kalim Al Asim, Jamil Viper, Vil Schoenheit, Epel Felmier, Idia Shroud, Malleus Draconia, Lilia Vanrouge, Silver Vanrouge, Sebek Zigvolt, Mozus Trein, Divus Crewel, Sam, Artemiy Artemiyevich Pinker (Che’Nya), Neige LeBlanche, Meleanor Draconia, Baul Zigvolt, Queen Leia, Knight of Dawn (KOD) || Platonic Characters (X Reader): Cater Diamond, Ruggie Bucchi, Rook Hunt, Ortho Shroud, Ashton Vargas || No: Dire Crowley (unless he’s getting high fived in the face with a fucking chair), Henrick Istvan (ew)

🍑 This list shall be added to periodically based on my motivation!

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✨Fandoms I Am A Passive Member Of✨

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✨Masterlists✨

🍑 TWST MASTERLIST

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✨Final Rule✨

Have a good time here! I want this place to be a safe space that everyone can feel welcome in even if we don’t share the same interests!

And if you don’t think we can get along and be friends, let’s just tolerate one another and coexist without interacting here on the big wide intermanetwebs together!

Anyways! Would you be interested/willing to do a agere request with a caregiver reader & little Aduece duo? Just something indulgent and familial.

Of course, sweetie! Thank you so much for taking a look at my rules before asking!

Though, I myself am just a little and don’t have a caregiver, so please forgive me if any of this is written a little weird! I also figured bullet points would be easier to write and understand, so I hope that was alright! (I also used gn!reader because a gender was not specified)

Malleus and Mealodie always feel cold themselves because reptile endothermic DNA, but they’re incredibly warm by human standards and everyone thinks they’re on something when they murmur about being cold in summer.

Mealodie is smaller than Malleus because she’s a very late bloomer. Where Malleus’s full-power “awakening” was when they hatched, Mealodie’s body locked a good portion of her absorbed magic away since Malleus was already doing most of the work to hatch. While Mealodie feels the same love as Malleus for Lilia, she is less questioning of him and usually won’t argue with him in relation to his personal decisions.

Mealodie ended up fighting with Malleus before he cast his Signature Spell and ended up being impaled (not lethally) and restrained by briars by him before he cast his spell.

When everyone woke up, Melaodie woke up at the sound of panicked student fleeing, but didn’t come to until Malleus was outside. She couldn’t see much from the briar covered window, but her acute hearing picked up things that those outside were shouting. Something about “being a monster” and not “being the sovereign of all evil” and…Malleus being lonely. She didn’t hear anyone yell that last one, she came to the conclusion on her own.

It made her…angry.

Her brother felt lonely and didn’t confide in her? He decided to lie about his emotional weather, fight her, injure her, put her under a spell, and didn’t even THINK about consulting her?

At first she thought it was her pride that was hurt, but that didn’t really make much sense. No, she felt Malleus had…insulted her worth, the worth of their relationship—no—their bond. Was being his sister, his closest confidant and longest-lived relationship, worthless to him? Was she not worthy of being trusted by her brother? Her own flesh and blood?

The more Mealodie thought about it, the anger and rage she felt. Her brother insulted her, their guardians, the entire foundation of their existence, and he was still trying to fight about it when he was so clearly wrong and on the path to loss?

Yet, at the same time, the more sorrow she felt as her thoughts ran faster and faster. Her brother was hurting and she didn’t notice? She didn’t see his pain, his sadness, his torment? Was her blindness the reason he didn’t see her as trustworthy enough to confide in? What a horrible sister she was, truly, if that were the case. She was one of his two only living relatives, and she couldn’t be bothered to realize that he was suffering so much that he was pushed to these extremes? Truly awful she was, horrid, really. Her thoughts swam for a moment before it clicked into place.

If her brother truly wanted to believe that their bond wasn’t trustworthy enough, Mealodie didn’t have to hold back. She’d wake him up from his living nightmare. Yes, she’d smack his snout first, then maybe set fire to his tail. Maybe knock him out if he was really so keen on being stubborn.

The moment her mind was made up, the dam broke.

The magic her body had locked away all those years ago in preparation for a stormy day flooded into her and took over the very fibers of her muscles. Even her skin tingled.

She raised her hand, and purple lightning almost immediately struck, connecting with her and responding to her command. In practically the blink of an eye, Mealodie was perched upon the side of one of the larger Diasomnia towers. In the back of her mind, she noticed that she was much larger than usual.

Originally, she’d been a runt compared to her brother. Her true form was almost half the size of him, as were her horns—though they were much thicker than his. Simply put, she’d been born much smaller than her brother. But…now that she was in her truest form, she could see that Malleus could be almost half the size of her now. Now amusing it was, to have grown larger than the one who referred to you as a wyrmling, a hatchling, just a little one—an infant all your lives.

Mealodie would have to tease him later, though, as her battle instinct took over and she roared to call Malleus’s attention to the biggest threat to him.

…and there’s your explanation! Have fun with that while I go write about their dragon forms now!

They purr, they scratch, chirp to get people’s attention, bap at each other’s heads when one of them does something stupid or annoying, very much aggressive looking play-fighting, napping together, getting random zoomies, lots of bunny kicking, and just general closeness.

These behaviors were obviously much more prominent when they were wyrmlings. They were just infants and it was to be expected, especially since dragons are rambunctious and hyper, even when freshly hatched. Of course, they’ve learned to suppress these behaviors both in and outside of their dragon forms—they’d be scolded otherwise.

But I like the idea of them being left to their own devices in Styx for a moment (maybe a giant testing room with ample space to see how their magic reacted together after the whole debacle that was Book Seven) and they ended up egging each other on until they were in their natural forms and playing like hatchlings again. When left alone, the they can often end up acting like normal siblings—teasing each other out of boredom, doing things that they know annoy the other—rather than the feared mages the world knows them as.

Also imagining them preening is very cute to me!

I think they’d lightly fix up each other’s feathers on the back of their heads and maybe along the spine where their spikes are, but not much else is involved in their mutual grooming.

Difficulty: Impossible

Which is the real image of Riddle Rosehearts?

Tried to make him look very scheme-y but unbelievably lazy, made it so it looks like he has a thicker upper lip and a thinner lower lip, he needed deepest eyes, scarred eyebrow say “here, present, accounted for,” and I gave him actual hair texture while still giving him “lion’s mane” vibes because he is a LION, his mane should be one of his biggest sources of PRIDE. Also tried to give him the same expression he has for his basic official art because I love that infuriatingly smug grin.

I might discolor his scarred eye because I think that his scar would affect his vision in that eye, but I might save that until he’s a bit older in my AU. He definitely only shaves his facial hair because it’d be too much work to maintain without help.

Also, if anyone was wondering, he usually just has his hair in two-strand twists that he redoes with magic every two to three weeks and he’s surprisingly good at hair care. Again, he’s a lion and his mane is a very big source of pride. He will sand anyone who attempts to interrupt hair wash day because it is a PROCESS. He may be lazy about literally anything else, but you don’t fuck with his hair maintenance and come out unscathed. He doesn’t wear a bonnet to bed only because his pillowcases and sheets are all made of the highest quality silk he could find.

Guess the names Lilia chose for his three biological daughters!

(Disclaimer: he gave an unsure answer when his eldest was born and he was asked about manes he liked and used it as reference when he was asked about names he liked when his two other daughters were born (separately) since neither he nor his partner/eventual wife talked about or thought of any potential names before the aftermath of the birth. Basically, this whole thing boils down to accidental name alliteration)

I tried to choose very old fashioned names that Lilia likely would’ve heard during his life, growing up in both a poor orphanage and around castle staff when Maleficia took him in. Something my that would be rare to hear in most modern settings, but will always have a sort of timeless grace when spoken out loud.

I also think that it’d be funny to hear these very much so “old lady” sounding names and then have women who have Lilia’s same youthful face, maybe with slightly softer features, answer to them. In today’s day and age, most would expect only a sixty year old woman at the very least to answer to those names, but instead there’s three incredibly young-looking and exceptionally beautiful women answering to them like it’s the most simple thing in the world. Well, to them it is because they e only had the names they were given and they quite like them a lot.

Yes, very good!

Works of fiction and satire do contain those things!

Glad you paid attention in class, sweetie! Though, it seems you missed how dark humor works. Oh, well, at least you got half of the lesson!

I would give you a gold star, but since you hid behind anon and don’t wanna step to bat and say that with your full chest, I’m afraid I can’t give you one. Oh, pooh.

Hope you have some balls drop soon so I can give you your gold star!

And thank you for thinking of my mental health! Sadly, though, given my financial situation, I can’t afford therapy for my depression and suicidal thoughts for a while.

Though, that doesn’t mean I’m not kind. I actually learned how to be kind in kindergarten, but I also learned how to set boundaries, unlike some people. Just because my rules said something with profanity and set a clear boundary against actual predators that do real harm upon real victims doesn’t mean I’m not kind.

I apologize that you never learned what boundaries are from your mommy or your daddy. Not having good parental examples must be hard, but I do know that it’s never too late to learn!

And I believe that you can learn, too, sweetie! Yes, you can!

Please have a nice day, honey! Eat well, drink water, and stay safe!