#sugarquills

[sugarsnappeases]

microfic - bella killing sirius 🥰 | 1.5k words | warnings for um. death. obviously. but also for confusing narrative style ❤️

for the light of my life @quillkiller on this most auspicious day

Bellatrix laughs as Andy - the woman who looks like Andy, except for the purple hair, and the dirty blood - falls backwards away from her. She’s never going to get into the Duelling Club at Hogwarts if she keeps leaving her left side open like that; she’s lucky she has Bellatrix there to teach her.

The woman - her sister, blood-traitor, spawn of a mudblood, fighting on the side of the Order - doesn’t get back up again, limp body tumbling down the steep, stone steps. Bellatrix hasn’t lost a duel since she was thirteen, she holds the Duelling Club record for most consecutive wins - she’s the best person that Andy could have come to for help - she wasn’t going to be beaten by some filthy Auror brat.

Turning away from the unmoving body, Bellatrix runs deeper into the fray, moving towards the raised dais with its stone archway. It’s chaos, flashes of spellfire shooting across the room in all directions, red, purple, white, green, shouts and crashes and explosions as spells miss and damage the room, or as they hit their mark and damage the enemy.

She deflects a curse on instinct, swinging around to face the direction it had come from - a familiar face, her baby cousin - “Bella, will you duel me now?” - a traitor and a coward and unworthy of the name of Black.

Bellatrix returns fire. She’ll go easy on him, because Sirius is just a boy, mock-duelling with a borrowed wand and the small repertoire of spells that he had learned from her or from his parents, but he had always been quick on his feet, good at skipping out of the line of fire - she would make a proper duellist of him yet. She should kill him, for having everything and for running away from it, for turning against her, against his family, cursing their name then having the audacity to use the spells that she had taught him to fight for the wrong side of the war.

It’s the first time that she's seen him since he was disowned, in the middle of Diagon Alley, fighting with the Order of the Phoenix, and she should kill him. It’s the Yule holidays of her seventh year at Hogwarts, Sirius is nine and determinedly dodging her spells, one of their favourite games. They’re both somewhere else, screams and despair and a spinning, ungraspable whirlpool of memories, standing on the raised stone dais now, close enough to hear the whispers from the tattered veil hanging in the archway - soft, insidious, beneath the clamour of the battle.

Sirius throws a spell back at her, bouncing on the balls of his feet, “Hello cousin.”

Bellatrix grins as she dodges - Sirius is always so energetic, so eager to fight with her in a way that even Andromeda never is, let alone Narcissa or Regulus - so desperate to draw her blood, the same blood that runs through his veins, the same blood that he had forsaken, singling her out on any battlefield in the same way that she always did with him. He had run from everything that she had ever wanted - the Black heirship and the power, the esteem, which that entailed - as if it was nothing, as if she didn’t dream about commanding that level of respect, or awe, or fear, as if she hadn’t been scrambling every day of her life to try and get as close to it as she could. Sirius had run away from it, run away from her, and now he was a part of the Order of the Phoenix and she should kill him. She could kill him, the Black Heir, laughing as he narrowly avoids getting hit with a stupefy - he’s only nine, it’s not like he could really defend himself if she started firing off some of the more lethal spells she knew.

She had taught him how to perform the severing charm just the day before, lending him her wand - walnut and dragon heartstring just like the one that had chosen him when he turned eleven - he’s using Cissy’s today, struggling a little against it’s unicorn hair core, mostly relying on his ability to jump out of the trajectory of spells.

The two of them are volleying spells back and forth - ones that she had taught him and ones that the Dark Lord had taught her and ones that he had learnt without her somewhere - dodging or shielding or deflecting, spells barely grazing each other, she always knew that he would make a fine duellist - she had made him into one. They duel like this every time they see each other, during her holidays from Hogwarts, then during his holidays from Hogwarts; she had watched Sirius turn into a threat - she had taught him how to be a threat.

Bellatrix laughs as he manages to shoot off the severing charm that she had taught him - three different lethal curses in quick succession, a determined kind of acrimony about him, not surprised to see her fighting with the death eaters, in the same way that she isn’t really surprised to see him with the Order. She lets it hit her - blocks them all with a complicated shielding charm and throws back a confringo that explodes the cobblestones beneath his feet - still laughing as he cheers about how he’s fatally wounded her, feeling a sting from the shallow cut on her arm - he’s determined as ever but there’s less anger now; he’s playful, grinning when a curse singes the ends of his hair.

She knows she shouldn’t kill him - she isn’t sure if she could kill him anymore, he’s going toe to toe with her in a way that he’d never been able to when they were kids - she doesn’t think she really wants to kill him, her favourite cousin, more just the things that he represents, the signet ring on his finger that gives him an authority, aged nine, that she doesn’t have, can’t have, at nearly double his age - she thinks she wants to kill him now, though, now that he’s betrayed her, found a new family of mudbloods and blood-traitors and abandoned the role that she’s always craved. Bellatrix fires a stunner at him - puts up a hasty shield against his entrail-expelling curse, another one that she had taught him - the two of them laugh as he ducks it, the red light whizzing over his head - “Come on, you can do better than that!”

It’s loud, cacophonous with the battle raging all around them - blood on the cobblestones of Diagon Alley, some of it hers, some of it his - Cissy’s complaining that she’s bored and wants to go outside - the whispers emanating from the crumbling stone archway are getting louder, seeping their way into Bellatrix’s head - and Sirius’ voice rings in her ears, echoes around the room.

She flings another spell at him, grinning as she watches him determinedly move through the wand movements for diffindo again - he laughs as she stumbles, as her shield collapses under the force of his reducto, as he gains the upper hand - concentrating on pushing his magic through Cissy’s wand, not paying close enough attention to the spell she’s just cast - Sirius deflects the curses she hurls at him, sends a barrage of spells back at her - he’s laughing, cocky as always, as her spell hurtles directly towards him.

It hits him right in the middle of his chest.

It’s quiet, suddenly.

Quiet as Sirius’s laughter cuts off. As his eyes widen in shock. As he falls backwards, slowly, as if some invisible weight were making him heavy, as if some invisible force were gently lifting him away. She looks at him and his face is gaunt, an underlying emaciation that no amount of hearty meals can hide, she sees the same whenever she looks in a mirror, right down to the tired, but ever determined glint in silver-grey eyes.

Bellatrix watches Sirius sink into the tattered veil - watches him fall to the floor of the duelling room in Grimmauld Place, for a second she imagines that he might be dead, what it would feel like to kill him - watches the grim smile on his face as one of his spells meets its target and her vision goes black - the veil flutters, those insidious whispers seem to pause for a moment, then rise to a roaring crescendo as his body disappears.

She screams along with them, triumphant - she hasn’t lost a duel since she was thirteen, Sirius has never once beaten her, always ending their duels on the floor - she’s killed Sirius Black, and everything that he represents, even if he had spurned the signet ring and the esteem that came with it. Bellatrix walks across the room to enervate him - wakes up in Malfoy Manor, Cissy leaning over her and asking if it was true that Sirius was a part of the Order now, if he had really beaten her in a duel - turns away from the whispers and the archway and the duel that she had won, skipping back up the stone steps, laughing as she hops over Andy’s - the mudblood’s - body.

[quillkiller]

you are SUCH a cunt

who would say such a thing.. 😞

[sugarquill-slayer]

New guy alert. He’s like your fairy god uncle who sells used cars and palms you a 20 only to ask for it back later.

[strangeauthor]

I offer the car for any of your people. Bonus points if you tell me their weird driving habits.

🚗 CAR — does your oc have a driver's license? can they drive/operate any automobiles/machinery besides cars?

Nick, Maria, Jacari, Amy, and Kanta are the only kids in the story with a driver's licensee, and Amy can operate helicopters and planes!

As for driving habits--Nick drives with one arm out the window and Kanta drives a motorcycle often Improperly because they do not follow laws

if you give Adam the wheel you will need to pick a god and pray

[ao3feed-romione]

Riddles & Pages

Riddles & Pages by pudifoot sugarquills

“Put the book down Hermoine” “What, aren't you curious why Dumbledore even has this?” “Your bloody ridiculous” “Ron he isn't even supposed to have this!” “I could care less ‘Mione, let's just leave before the bloody bird goes up in flames, it's not a pretty thing from what Harry told me”

Before he could speak again I felt flames ignite around me and hearing Fawkes let out a cry. I heard Ron screaming. Why was he screaming? The next thing I knew we were lying on the floor in a strange room that almost quite looked like Dumbledore office. Where was this place? What happened? Why do I feel sleepy?

“Mione-“ and the world went black.

Words: 910, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con

Categories: F/M

Characters: Hermoine Granger, Ron Weasley, Harry Potter, Tom Marvolo Riddle, Albus Dumbledore, Dippet, Valeria Myriadd, Horace Slughorn, Abraxas Malfoy, Cygnus Black III | Walburga Black's Brother, Walburga Black, Druella Rosier, Dorian Nott, Cyrus Greengrass, Belvina Nott, Falco Lestrange, Leta Lestrange, Orion Black, Lucretia Black Prewett, Ignatius Prewett

Relationships: Hermoine Granger/Tom Riddle, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley

Additional Tags: Angst and Romance, Tom Riddle's Diary, Very Secret Diary, 7th year, Time Travel, Possessive Tom Riddle, Manipulative Tom Riddle, Minor Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Ron Weasley Appreciation, Tom Riddle is His Own Warning, Imperio | Imperius Curse, Crucio | Cruciatus Curse, POV Hermione Granger, Slytherin Hermione Granger, Mystery, Flashbacks, Albus Dumbledore Being an Idiot, Time Turners, Marriage Proposal

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47273314

[ginisbetterthanfirewhisky]

Wayback machine link for those who were missing SugarQuill and wanted a trip down memory lane...

https://web.archive.org/web/20221130131909/https://sugarquill.net/

[narukoibito]

Hello, rather sorry to bother you, but do you know why sugarquill.net is not functioning? Or is it just me? I wanted to reread the pre HBP essay on why Ginny is the best romantic interest for Harry

It's never a bother! I wish I could help you out! I don't know why sugerquill has stopped functioning, but my guess would be that they stopped paying for the website?

Does anyone have any further information or where the above essay might be?

[abyssalzones]

last batch of commissions...... for now. as always, thank you so much to everyone who bought a drawing (o゜▽゜)o☆ they'll reopen some time in the future, albeit with a wider gap than last time (need to work on other things....)

credits under the cut!

@ophanimon

2. @sugarquill-slayer

3. @dstanley42375

4. Rebecca (through email)

5 + 6. @bogchampion for both ^_^

[cleverthylacine]

jfc I really am old aren't I

BTW I am old and I used to be in the HP Fandom and I was one of the people who actually knew Ms Scribe. Here's a funny story: she saw me arguing with a close friend over IRL politics in my LJ and told us we shouldn't argue like that because friends were too precious to lose. Meanwhile she was playing "Let's You and Him Fight" with me, who ran Nox et Lumos, and Arabella, the person who ran the Sugarquill site.

I also was the person who found and told the CEO of SixApart that their abuse department had gone off their rockers, and that roleplay journals, lolita fashion journals, etc were being taken down during the 2007 Strikethrough purge on Livejournal.

Don't try and teach your grandmother to suck eggs.

[soledadcatalina]

[id: a digital drawing of two characters in an alleyway. pinned against the wall is dio, a brown skinned man with curly purple hair tied in a ponytail, wearing a black tactical jacket, blue jeans, and white shoes. his face is flushed and pleasantly surprised. the one pinning dio to the wall is jude, a light skinned woman with short black hair in a purple jumpsuit and black boots. in a square secondary panel on the top left is a close up of jude's face, who scowls. another secondary square panel on the bottom right of the page is a closeup of jude's and dio's faces, noses bumping together, lips nearly touching. /end id]

commission for @sugarquill-slayer and their characters jude and dio in a scene with some pretty heavy tension going on. thanks for the patronage!

please do not repost/edit without his permission!

[buckybarnesss]

I am so upset that I missed out on Msscribe because I was in anime fandoms at the time, not Harry Potter! 😭😭

i was peripherally watching that happen at the time. i was like 13-14 and was on sugarquill during all this so i saw the statements from arabella and zsenya and frequented fictionalley so i was aware of cassandra clare. i had even read some of her stuff and the draco trilogy was very well known.

i was also well aware of cassandra clare's plagiarism. it still astounds me she managed to avoid the repercussions of that. like, it wasn't just joss wheadon quotes she tried to pass off as easter eggs but pamela dean. she became a published author with a movie and tv show based off her works and has had numerous other ya authros defend her.

pepperidge farm remembers!

fanlore page about the plagiarism.

[quillkiller]

do you and kara have a ship name yet? you exist as a singular body to me most of the time, is there a name for the duo??

MWAH we ARE a singular body and we share the same brain !!!!! we’re telepathically connected.. separated at birth.. (<- yes im older. doesn’t matter).. business partners in all things silly and Deeply serious

we have our hidden fics in the same private folder on my ao3 which is called ’ ’sugarquillsecrets’ (jenkarasfics’) ’ so i think sugarquill or jenkara….. i personally think sugarquill is so cute + her tag on my blog is ’hannibal to my will’ so i guess that too ahdjdj

[sugarquill-slayer]

Alright I’ve finally figured the chief conflicts for each zone of the Wizardlands

Rain: Weather Wizard is flooding the area with storms and hurricanes, and not only are places blocked off by detritus, nothing can grow and people are going hungry!

Gloom: Moon Wizard, by bringing the moon itself ever closer to the sea, is driving any wizard who is caught under the lunar rays mad, as well as steadily rising the sea level.

Shine: The Solar Wizard, in her effort to keep everyone awake and productive always, is scorching the earth in perpetual daylight, and pitting the wizards against each other for who can earn her favor. Luckily there seems to be an underground force willing to aid you….

Snow: The world here is quiet, and still… Everyone is stuck in place, and those trying to escape the rut only find themselves sliding backwards again.. but who could be responsible?

[strangeauthor]

Trick or treat (:

(last one!)

treat! you also get to read a webcomic!

star rangers by Kagura-Kun!

[dhr-ao3]

Thursday's Apple Crumble

Thursday's Apple Crumble https://ift.tt/K1qN9YJ by Sugarquilling Draco and Hermione have an arrangement in their marriage. This Thursday, Blaise is there to witness it.. A free use drabble. Words: 1049, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy Additional Tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Smut, Exhibitionism, Free Use via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/gLhMOG0 August 23, 2024 at 11:42AM

[narukoibito]

Oh yeah SugarQuill went offline like… 3 months ago? Your best bet in trying to find stuff will be ask if anyone saved it because otherwise it’s gone

Thank you!