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kocuria's note:
One rainy Thursday in May 2019 I saw an awesome fic in need of a beta and thought to myself: why not? The rest is history. Rose is the reason I took a more active role in fandom - first as a beta, then an artist, then finally a writer... that all started with Rose's Almost.
When we started this, we never imagined it'd grow to become this 210k monstrosity of an angsty slowburn. The literal hundreds of hours we spent talking and brainstorming and throwing chapters back-and-forth and egging each other on over the last 14 months.
Holy fuck.
The story is not over - we've put those boys through way too much not to give them a happily ever after. Keep your eyes peeled, there will be more drabbles, outtakes and extras in this 'verse - not forming another story arc, just whatever strikes our fancy. We absolutely welcome ideas for those, and we promise to try to keep our natural angst tendencies in check 😉
There's a sweet snippet for you below, to prove that we can, in fact, make fluff... occasionally 😂
To Rose: thank you for taking a chance on me and dragging me so deep into this fandom 😘
To our readers: you're fucking amazing and we couldn't've done it without you. Every single comment, every idea you gave us, every kudos - those have meant and continue to mean the world to us.
Rose's note:
If someone told me, a little over a year ago, that I would get so deep into the Stucky fandom and write one of the biggest and longest stories in my entire life... I would have laughed and said, “No… I don’t believe you.”
Here we are.
For someone who loves writing, I am kind of stuck on saying how thankful I am for every single person out there, spending their precious time reading this, getting involved with me and my stories. The comments you've given... I actually take screenshots and keep them with me, to motivate me, to put a smile on my face when the world is getting too much. I have closer relationships with people all over the world, now, than some of the people in my “real life”. And honestly? I would rather take this amazing connection we have here, than something shallow out there, any day. I may not know you all personally - your real names, your favourite colours, what time you get up and how many sugars you take in your coffee - but I know you've made my day so many times... and you say, through the comments, I made a difference in your days as well.
I can’t ask for more, can I? ❤️
From the bottom of my heart, I want to say: thank you. Thank you for being with us on this journey. It’s been so long, 12 months so far for 5 Seconds and Time... and the snippets? No idea…😊
kocuria, you know how much I value you, how thankful I am for you. This would not have been possible without you pushing me to grow, to reach further, to really dig deep. And to think, when I told you about this story, it was originally to be 20 chapters… 😁 The entire story, dear readers, both 5 Seconds and Time, was originally to be 20 chapters total. kocuria was like, “No, break it up! Two parts!”
Thank you. Looking forward to more adventures with you 😊
Readers... Thank you… THANK YOU. The comments, the ideas, the feedback… At some point, we were looking forward to your comments more than to the actual story being published. I love you, all of you, and I wish I could go to you all, wherever you are in the world, and just hug you.
Thank you.
Full timeline for the series: PART 1 (The Power of Five Seconds) and PART 2 (Time is a Metaphor)
We're aiming for snippets to come out every Saturday, starting next week – make sure to subscribe to the series to get notified when they're posted! 😉 and if you want to find us on Tumblr - we're CrushedRose and kocuria 🙃
First date snippet sneak-peek: (we promised you fluff, did we not? 😁)
Bucky takes a breath and knocks.
The door opens.
For a moment, they just stare at each other, stunned, beaming.
Bucky's the first to find his words. "Hi, Stevie."
"Hey, Buck," Steve whispers.
Bucky holds out his hand and Steve takes it, noticing the slight tremor running through it. Their fingers intertwine and they both calm down instantly.
It's going to be okay. No, it's going to be perfect.
"Shall we?" Bucky asks and Steve nods, smiling softly.
"Yes, please."
