#maybeitsjustmytype

[ohaine]

As long as I live, you will live.

As long as I live, you will be remembered.

As long as I live, you will be loved.

Rest well, my darling Kiki Bee.

[keepmyselfamused-othersconfused]

Sweet-Sweet-Escape

Three years. 

How is it possible that it’s been three years since the beautiful spark of life that we knew as @sweet-sweet-escape​ left this earth? 

I still find it so hard to believe. 

She was such a treasure, she still is, to me at least. I cherish all of the memories I have of her. 

Just recently I’ve been going over all of our email conversations, and oh how she could make me laugh! 

I’ve never known anyone quite like her, not sure I ever will again. 

Her fanfics were a blessing to the Sherlolly community. I adore every word that she wrote. 

I’ve set up a queue of reblogs of her own posts of her fanfics. They deserve to be read and loved by as many people as possible. That is why every year on her birthday and on the anniversary of her passing I share all of her fics. I just love them so much, and want others to love them as well. She adored getting comments and kudos, they made her so happy. 

Read them if you can (if Sherlolly is your thing of course).

Wherever you are Sweets, I hope you are happy and at peace. I love you.

[sweet-sweet-escape]

THANK YOU

Thank you to all of sweet-sweet-escape’s community, who shared their loving condolences over her unexpected death on September 9. We have been truly touched by all your sharing and how much her writing meant to you all. The family are healing slowly and taking it one day at a time. Thank you for all your prayers to support her transition, and to help her family heal their grief. We miss her deeply. ~ Her Big Sis ♡

[ohaine]

For Kiki Bee, who would have been 43 today.

You are loved and missed every single day.

[ohaine]

Source

It’s been two years since we lost our darling @sweet-sweet-escape. Throughout the day I’ll be reblogging some of her personal posts and stories using the hashtag #remembering Kiki.

If you have time please spend a few moments in her world, read her stories and remember her with me.

[keepmyselfamused-othersconfused]

My Darling Sweets

Two years ago today the world became a little bit bleaker, a little less brighter, when we lost the beautiful @sweet-sweet-escape 

She was a brilliant, shining gem in the Sherlolly fandom, gracing us with her glorious fanfics, some sexy (ohhhh so sexy, how that woman could write smut!), and some with plenty of feels too. 

She was always ready and willing to chat, to give guidance of any kind. I never had her as a beta for my own fics, but there were a few times where she helped me through some bits I was struggling with. 

I know, without a doubt, that I would not be the person, the woman, I am today without having had her in my life. And I am so very grateful for that. She helped me accept and understand parts of myself that I might never have. 

Although the time that I knew her was brief, far too brief, and that I never got the chance to meet her face to face, I am forever grateful that this crazy site of tumblr, and A03, and Sherlolly brought us together. 

There are still days where I struggle to believe that she’s really gone. That I can’t open up the tumblr app and send her a message, or write her an email. There’s so much I want to tell her, want to hear her opinions about ... and it hurts so much that I never will. 

I never had a friend quite like her, someone that I could open up to, tell anything with no fear of judgement. She was a brilliant, beautiful, and loving woman. Which makes it all the more harder to have lost her. 

I love her dearly, and always will. 

I miss her dearly, and always will. 

You live on in my heart Sweets. 

[keepmyselfamused-othersconfused]

Happy Birthday Sweets 💖💘💞

@sweet-sweet-escape miss you and love you 💗💗💗

[keepmyselfamused-othersconfused]

The Glorious Works of MaybeItsJustMyType - AKA - Sweet-Sweet-Escape - Part 5

I have decided to make several masterposts of my darling Sweets’ ( @sweet-sweet-escape ) fics  ... in honor of her ... because I love her so much, and miss her so much. 

The fics are listed from oldest to most recent.

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

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How long? - One-shot, Rated: Teen

Sherlock Holmes, The Great Game

"Listen. This is my hard drive and it only makes sense to put things in there that are useful. Really useful. Ordinary people fill their heads with all kinds of rubbish. And that makes it hard to get at the stuff that matters. Do you see?"

I think I do Sherlock, yes, and I think Molly does too..

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The Cure or the Kill - Multi-chap, Rated: Explicit

Molly’s father the healer has died under mysterious circumstances; headaches and a tumour in the shape of a M on his stomach. John Watson is the new healer in town and is willing to apprentice Molly.

When Healer Watson learns of Molly’s own headaches he believes her to be cursed and in need of a visit to a sorcerer; Sherlock of the Holmes Clan.

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Praise the Spells and Bless the Charms - One-shot, Rated: Explicit

Her voice was soft when she spoke again, “Sherlock?”

He turned toward her slowly, his stomach doing barrel rolls, the tenderness in her voice making him ache. She was right there, lips parted, the wind rippling through her hair and tugging out messy strands to frame her face fetchingly.

Their eyes locked and he strained up toward her, at the same time he grazed his hand up and over her back to her neck and pulled her down.

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Game, Set, Match! - One-shot, Rated: Explicit

“Sherlock? I'm Molly, Molly Hooper."

Looking down and then back up through her lashes, she smiled almost shyly before uttering five little words that rocked his world. "I want you inside me."

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The Ground Beneath Her Feet - One-shot, Rated: Explicit

“Sherlock, it was me who chose my reactions to your behaviour. You don't owe me your love to keep me out of trouble, to keep me safe…” Trailing off, she frowned, derailed by the sudden and overwhelming fear that tonight had not been about a shared desire, but rather a skewed sort of sense of responsibility.

Her hand shot up and covered her mouth, “Oh god, I'm going to be sick.”

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Contentment - One-shot, Rated: Teen

Turning her slowly, he aligned her body with his own and slipped his other hand around her waist.

The music was still low, the murmur of the rain and the raging storm outside guiding their movements. As Sherlock led them around the room, he kept his eyes fixed on Molly, when she finally dropped her gaze he felt a surge of such bitter disappointment that it bordered on agonising.

The cogs whirred in his brain and finally slipped into place; he wanted her to be looking at him. He’d observed John and Mary dance at their wedding and they had never once looked away from one another.

“Molly, look at me.” He beseeched.

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Terms of Endearment - One-shot, Rated: Teen

Sherlock has been addressing Molly using idiosyncratic communication. More specifically, the type typically reserved for reinforcing emotional bonding and showing a desire to begin - or continue - a romantic partnership. Is he sincere or conducting a callous experiment?