questinwitchface
questinwitchface
QuestinWitchFace
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Call me Q; she/he; Queer; 20-something. Writer, artist, and crafter. Fanfiction enthusiast.
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questinwitchface · 4 hours ago
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At the beach today I overheard a guy describing the water as: warm, very beautiful, but really rough… very strong. Not me thinking that’s how Sam describes Bucky in bed
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questinwitchface · 2 days ago
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So a few months ago, I wrote a hurt/comforty, smutty KYJ fic that, once again, no one asked for. It's a oneshot, a little over 3k words, and I love it. Can't decide whether or not to post it though. Even though I've been debating for months, I'm still not sure what to do about it, whether this should be a fic I share or whether it should go in my "just for me" folder. ~sigh~ It's very frustrating.
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questinwitchface · 3 days ago
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Just Sam and Bucky, buying the coolest sunglasses.
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questinwitchface · 3 days ago
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This fic is now complete!
Love, Bucky
SamBucky; Rated T; Multichapter WIP; Part 2 in a series.
Summary: A rewrite of my fic Dear Sam into Sam's point of view.
Snippet:
Sam has just finished his usual morning run and shower routine, and he’d come back into the kitchen to make breakfast and have a cup of coffee only to find Bucky there waiting for him. Bucky is leaning against the counter, still wearing his pajamas, sipping a cup of coffee, holding a leather-bound journal. He hands the journal to Sam in lieu of a greeting.
Sam frowns and opens it to the first page.
September 30, 2024
Dear Sam, This is a stupid exercise my therapist recommended. Apparently, I struggle with expressing my emotions verbally, so I’m supposed to try writing out my feelings. I hate this idea. I think it’s dumb. Sorry to drag you into it. Anyway, if the whole point is that I’m supposed to write shit that I don’t say out loud, fine. You drink straight from the bottle of orange juice when you come back from your run, and I think that’s gross. You think that I just don’t like orange juice, but I actually like it a lot. I just don’t want to drink from the bottle after you’ve put your mouth on it like that. There. I wrote about my feelings, so that should count, right? Thanks for reading this, I guess. Bucky
Sam looks up from the letter and meets Bucky’s eyes. “Man, what the hell?”
Link to Love, Bucky
Link to Dear Sam in case you haven't read it and want to start there.
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questinwitchface · 4 days ago
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I FINALLY WROTE THE PART OF THE SEQUEL TO THE PIRATE FIC THAT I'VE BEEN STUCK ON FOR MONTHS PRAISE BE TO COMMENTERS WHO ARE KIND AND ENCOURAGING AND PROVIDED THE MOTIVATION TO GET ME THIS FAR THANK YOU SO MUCH
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questinwitchface · 4 days ago
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DANNY RAMIREZ & HIS FLAWLESS JAWLINE as Joaquín Torres Captain America: Brave New World (2025) || dir. Julius Onah
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questinwitchface · 5 days ago
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I'm going to fix it.
So I've been listening to Sleep Token again, and I think I'm going to write a new Sharon/Joaquín fic taking place after the end of There Is Something Beneath where Sharon and Joaquín actually get to have a happy ending. Maybe it'll be mission-y, maybe there's some clandestine meetings between the two of them. Idk, I'm just capturing vibes right now, but like, I've got more Sleep Token lyrics picked out for chapter titles, and I'm excited to get going on it.
I love when a stray thought like "Wouldn't it be weird if these two were a couple?" turns into multiple fics because I ended up loving them together.
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questinwitchface · 6 days ago
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An update to that fic has been posted! Sometimes working on a thing yields results!
Every time someone comments a nice thing on The Pirate AU, an angel gets its wings (aka I cry a little bit with happiness and then work on it for the rest of the day).
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questinwitchface · 6 days ago
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Every time someone comments a nice thing on The Pirate AU, an angel gets its wings (aka I cry a little bit with happiness and then work on it for the rest of the day).
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questinwitchface · 8 days ago
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Okay, I'm back from my break and from my friends visiting, so I'm finally looking at notifications and stuff again. It's been a lovely two weeks off! I'm exhausted but also really excited to work on some fanfics and more of my own original work!
Speaking of, I'm looking at potentially self-publishing my first poetry collection, possibly doing so on Amazon. I'll let you dears know when/if I decide to actually go through with it. I've been working on this collection for years, and it's crazy to think that it's done now, and I'm ready to start considering publishing. Wish me luck as I try to slog through the fine print and learn how royalties work lol.
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questinwitchface · 18 days ago
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It's real unfortunate that I can't afford a Disney Plus subscription rn because I really want to watch Ironheart. Stupid adult responsibilities like rent and groceries.
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questinwitchface · 18 days ago
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questinwitchface · 18 days ago
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Potentially hot take but one of the reasons we need art and music in schools is that, taught correctly, they are ideal avenues for teaching kids how to do something, kinda suck at it, keep going anyways and improve over time.
And THAT is one of the most valuable skill sets a human being can have. THAT is the skill set that unlocks soooooo many others.
A LOT of people I see with anxiety and depression do not have this skill set. To suck at something is a threat. Proof that they are doomed to suck at it forever. And then, often, that either THEY suck forever or the task must be stupid/useless/pointless (whence we get AI art fans who have decided actually making art is pointless and degrading the labor and skills of others is fine because these are useless skills).
Or you get the freeze- the inability to try things in case you fail. The sudden lancing shame and humiliation or hopelessness. The sense that anything you haven't learned by now you can't learn. Which is so heartbreaking and so untrue.
I just hate it.
"What if I write it and it's bad" "what if I draw it and it's bad" "what if I play it and it sounds bad" DOING IT BAD IS HOW YOU LEARN TO DO IT GOOD! You can't skip the process of leaning and the process is FUN if you let it be what it needs to be!
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questinwitchface · 19 days ago
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I've had two brilliant ideas for fics in the past two days. Unfortunately, I'm on my break, so I'm not supposed to write them. So instead I am just being tortured by visions of the characters.
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questinwitchface · 23 days ago
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questinwitchface · 23 days ago
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Okay, dears! I got my chapter posted for the day, and I'm officially taking my one million words week-long break! I will still be around Tumblr here and there, and I might do some reading of other people's fics because goodness knows I'm behind, but yeah! Break time!
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questinwitchface · 24 days ago
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Starting a little ask spiel. Send this to other folks if you'd like. What is your favorite Sam Wilson headcanon? What is your favorite SamBucky headcanon? ✨
Hello! Thank you for sending me this ask! I got this ask from Mexi, too, and I answered with cute domestic stuff, so I think this time, I might answer with more angsty things?
Favorite Sam headcanon: He hates fireworks. Can't stand them, can't enjoy them. He actually hasn't purposefully been to a fireworks show since the Fourth of July celebration after he got out of the Air Force, after Riley died. Now, instead of bright colors and pretty lights, all he sees is that fucking RPG exploding, Riley falling. It's even worse now, having watched others he cares about fall from the sky - Rhodey, Joaquin. Sam hates fireworks.
Favorite SamBucky headcanon: Their first kiss happened during Infinity War, right before the battle in Wakanda. They were in a quiet side room, checking over each other's gear, just to make sure the other would be safe as possible, and then their eyes met, and neither could tell you who leaned in first, but suddenly they were kissing. And then they both died and came back to life, and yada yada canon continues. But their first kiss happened the day they died. (I need to include this in a fic or something.)
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