#ericxcandy

[i-donot-forget]

Inconceivable

I wrote this as the "first approach" between Eric and my Candy, Amy. The idea is to write some more moments that I have in mind, but it could still remain just as an One-Shot. It's a very short EricxCandy, Nath’s route, lots of angst, etc, etc.

Yes Nath, I know, do you think I don't know that the fucking cafe is about to go bankrupt? I don't need you to lecture me

I'm not lecturing you, I just don't think it makes any sense for you to keep that girl who is no contribution at all

I just don't feel it's too much to give her a second chance

It's unnecessary

You know what I think you're right, I shouldn't give second chances

I nailed my eyes on his defiantly, he knew exactly the double intention in my words and couldn't do more than give me a sarcastic half smile.

You seem a bit regretful with some of your decisions, maybe you should take my advice

Enough... I'm not in the mood for this shit, not even to pretend I am, I shake my head and walk to the door, it's late, quite late. I grab my coat and leave the house without any opposition, it's getting to be a habit. I go downstairs thinking about who to write to. Rosa? no of course not, Castiel? It would be ideal if he would actually answer the damn cell phone sometime... Chani? no, I don't want to bother her... Alexy?

And I don't know how it all turned into a discussion about how I don't respect his principles...

Alex listens without an opinion while pouring a couple of drinks, not because he doesn't care, but because my constant nightly visits to complain about my relationship problems have exhausted all his advice, he has already said it all, he has opined on everything and here I am, on his couch at 2 a.m., upset with my cute and stupid boyfriend.

Sometimes I feel that... it doesn't matter...

No, no, say it, you're already here, you woke me up, the least you can do is get it all out.

I shake my head low, watching my fingers run along the rim of my glass.

Sometimes I feel like I made a mistake.... That Nath and I, we should never have been more than friends

I confess in a low voice, I don't dare to look Alexy, I feel like shit, but finally releasing those words gives me a strange feeling of freedom, lightness, of having taken a small weight off my shoulders.

You know there's no solution for that, right?

I nod my head silently... Damn it, why do I feel so trapped?

I love him you know, I really love him.

Tears well up in my eyes and I take long heavy breaths in an attempt to hold them back.

Ever since I met him, I've only wanted to protect him, I want him to be happy... but....

You are not happy with him...

Alex finishes a sentence that was more than implied, my body feels tense, so tense it hurts, I raise my arm and empty the alcohol in my glass at once. As soon as I set it down on the table, Alexy begins to prepare another.

3.30 am and I can no longer continue to abuse the hospitality and good availability of my friend... Alex calls me a cab and I get in, praying that Nath will be asleep when I get home... The alcohol and the confessions leave me drained of my strength to face those amber eyes. I get to the door and before I put the key in I clearly hear a conversation on the other side, male voices... great.... I turn on my phone's camera to assess my expression and practice my best "everything is fine" smile before entering.

Oh, hi Eric, how are you?

Eric greets me with a half smile and a nod, I approach Nathaniel to kiss him like the happy couple we are, he smiles at me until my body covers his view of Eric, in that brief moment I see clearly how his expression is disfigured, he turns his face at the last moment and I plant my kiss on his cheek Really Nath? Really?

How did it go?

He asks to cut the awkward silence that hopefully only the two of us notice, as I walk around the apartment spreading out my things.

Fine, fine, Alex was telling me about his life, his new job and stuff

Wasn't Armin there?

No, but from what he let me know, they may be considering moving in together

Sounds complicated

Well, it's only complicated with the wrong person

Shit, Amy what the fuck are you saying? I glance quickly at Eric who didn't seem to be affected by the second hidden conversation Nath and I were having.

Would you like to stay with us for a while? I can make you a drink

No... No thank you, don't bother, I'm fainting. You don't mind if I go to sleep?

I disappear backstage, locked in the room I feel an urgent impulse to tear everything apart, I strip naked on my way to the shower and let the water wash away everything it can, but it doesn't work, I want to punch the wall, throw my things around the apartment, bang my head against the tiles. I breathe, again and again and again, in and out, I throw myself on the bed to half dry, I feel so tired, so exhausted, my head is spinning and I don't know anymore if it's because of my life, because of the problems or if it's just because of the alcohol.

I blink a couple of times immobile, I can't move, as if a huge weight is crushing my body, in front of me Nath's face, a couple of strands on his slightly frowning brow, still asleep he looks like he's upset, but still he looks so.... Angelic and peaceful, I move a blond lock away from his eyes and let my hand caress his cheek, he looks so cute like this, I would like to freeze this moment forever, between dreams he slides his hand over mine in a sweet gesture, I can't help but smile, until reality hits me again and I feel like I can't hold back the urge to burst into tears.

I get up without making a sound, my chest hurts and squeezes my throat tightly forcing me to gasp for breath, I leave the room pressing my hands against my eyes as tears slip through my fingers, an involuntary sob escapes my lips breaking the silence, suddenly I bump into something that shouldn't be there.

I look up and thanks to the dim first light of the morning I run into Eric's back who looks as surprised as I do, if not more.

A-Amy

He said in a barely perceptible whisper, at the same time my meager defenses were collapsing like a house of cards.... Come on Amy, not here, not like this, not in front of him. Unable to fight any longer I broke into a thousand pieces, unconsciously clinging to his jacket, overflowing with all the anger, sadness and frustration I had been accumulating. Crying inconsolably with my face pressed to his chest, I felt one of his hands encircling my shoulders and the other resting on my head causing my crying to intensify, I can't stop myself, I can't control myself, I feel so bad, so alone in my predicaments.... Then I inhale the intense scent of leather, cigarettes, coffee and alcohol that fills my senses, after a few seconds of breathing him in, I calm down, until I can finally separate from him, covering my mouth with my hand and turning my face in the opposite direction, embarrassed...

Uh- I'm sorry, I... Drinking makes me a little sensitive...

My voice was weak and strange, I try to sound normal... like fine, but I know it's not credible...

Don't worry kid, I was just leaving.

I'll walk you to the door...

I mumbled walking after him to the exit, he left without adding anything else, alone again I carried my weight at the door, my heart was beating a thousand per hour... it could be-

My phone rings and I answer it quickly and without looking before the noise wakes Nathaniel.

Hello? Hyun? Yes... No, don't worry, I've been up for a while. Yes, of course, of course, I'll get ready and go. It's nothing.

[marycecilyy]

Do you think you could write some EricxCandy smut? 👀

omg omg omg sorry for the time I took to finish this. I’m so proud of the result, tho! I hope you enjoy this! Btw, i didn’t proofread the end, please forgive any mistakes.

This fic is a slight AU. Everything is the same, but candy is single. 

Warning: NSFW ahead!

-x-

“Need some help carrying those chairs?” 

Candy didn’t need to turn around to know it was him. Who else would show up at the café at closing time to offer help (and maybe a last cup of coffee)? She smiled and looked at the inspector over her shoulder. 

It was a cold night and he wore his usual clothes. She’d find strange the fact that he wasn’t freezing with just that coat on, but it was well known that that man was never cold. After all, with the amount of hot coffee he drank everyday…

“I guess I could use some company... If you want to, you can take those inside” She used her chin to point at a pile of chairs nearby. Eric picked them up like they were weightless and pushed the front door with his elbow. Candy followed him in.

They organized the café like they usually did. It felt good having some company, especially his. They had grown close since Nath introduced them, all this time ago. She glanced at him. Eric was stacking the chairs and seemed pretty concentrated in his task until he noticed her eyes upon him. He threw her a kind smile and continued his task. She noticed how he avoided her look after that. Her cheeks grew hot, wondering if he found the attention unpleasant.

Candy tried to break the silence with some small talk.

“So… did you finish moving your stuff to the new apartment? I hope you’re inviting me over someday, you know.” She didn’t think how her last words could be interpreted until they came out of her mouth. The inspector froze, clearing his throat.

“Uh… sure.” His answer filled her with regret. Damn, she shouldn’t have said that. 

Candy’s feelings for Eric were… complicated. At first, they were friends. She enjoyed his presence and conversation ran smoothly between them. His small ritual of helping her close the café was one of the reasons why she believed the fondness was mutual.

Then, his divorce happened. It was a tough phase for him, before and after. Even though Eric didn’t have the perfect marriage (she hated the way he talked about Melissa and made that very clear to him), the separation shook him. It took him a few weeks to stop talking about it all of the time and she was sure that, deep down, he missed her. That was why she stood there for him, neglecting the constant pain over her chest as she heard him vent about the whole situation.

Candy took a while to comprehend that the reason behind that was that she liked him more than a friend. But how could she tell him that? He was facing an important change, she couldn’t be the reason for more trouble in his life.

So Candy stood by.

“I have to go to the kitchen real quick, I’ll be back in a second.”

Eric nodded and watched as her small frame disappeared behind the door. He let out a sigh. It was getting harder to control his emotions. Every word that came out of her mouth seemed to awake a different reaction from him, from a heartbeat leap to sweaty palms.His rational side didn’t like that, it made him feel like a teenager. On another side, it felt good to revive feelings that were buried inside of him for so long. It made him young, alive.

Suddenly, a thump was heard from the kitchen. Taking quick strides, he burst the doors open, finding Candy sitting on the floor with an upset face. She was gathering sugar packages that had fallen from a box. At least, none of them had been ripped. 

Eric promptly helped her clear out the mess and offered himself to return the box to the top shelf. His muscles stretched, balancing the heavy cardboard on one hand and reaching out to put it where it was before. It was a short moment, but Candy watched every tense muscle from his back in awe, wondering if she would ever feel them against her, holding her.

“Thank you.” She tried to ignore her burning cheeks and hoped he wouldn’t notice them as he faced her. “It means a lot, to me, really.” He looked confused, so she explained her train of thought. “Your help, no, your… presence. I enjoy it.” 

At this point Candy was avoiding his eyes in fear of him being able to read right through them, as he had done so many times with her. She felt naked around Eric, his trained and precise glare crashing down all of her defenses. When he approached her, she took a step back. It went on until her back hit the closed door. His chest was dangerously close to hers and she could smell his cologne. It was inebriating.

She wanted more.

Her face found his neck, inhaling the citric essence. Perhaps it had been her imagination, but Candy swore she felt him shudder when she kissed the area, licking and biting the area.

Eric leant against the door, pressing their bodies and using one arm to steady himself. His other hand found the small of her back, slipping under her shirt to caress the smooth skin. Finally, Candy withdrew her head and locked eyes with him for the first time since her sudden confession. His gaze was so intense that she felt like she couldn’t hold it for more than five seconds. But she did. Her eyes didn’t leave his when her hands touched his nape, grabbing a fistfull of hair and pulling him even closer. Their mouths were one inch apart. 

It was so tempting. Her mouth begged to feel his wet, plump lips, but she couldn’t stop looking at him. It was impossible to decide.

She opened her mouth, thinking of something to say, and Eric took that moment to crash his lips into hers. His grip on her back tightened, the force of the touch eliciting a moan from her. Their tongues met from the first second and rubbed together, the movement of their jaws accommodating the encounter.

Candy couldn’t ignore her deepest urges anymore. She wanted, needed him, in every way possible. 

“Ah…” She sighed when he groped her ass harshly, forcing their hips together, making her feel his arousal. Her hands quickly fidgeted with the buttons of his shirt, opening them just enough so she could place her palms flat against his haired chest. 

Eric slipped his hands under her short skirt, cupping her and teasingly pressing his middle finger against her soft spot. A low moan escaped. Satisfied with Candy’s reaction, he pushed her legs apart and rubbed against her entrance. When he felt like she was wet enough, his thich digits made their way into her walls. His head was kissing her neck, so he didn’t see her eyes rolling in pleasure.

He pumped roughly, almost like an animal. His hot breath against her neck dampened her even more. She was almost there, just…

When Eric curled his fingers, she was sent over the edge. Her whole body shook and he had to hold her as her legs were giving in. Candy was breathless, sensitive and… surprised. Why didn’t they wait so long to do anything?

“Do you have condoms with you?” 

He took his wallet from the back pocket of his jeans, searching blindly for the item. When the familiar package was found, he started to undo his belt (with her eager help). In a second, his jeans were hung over his knees and his cock free.

Eric grabbed one of her legs and held it up, pushing her underwear aside and thrusting into her cunt in one movement. Candy gasped in pleasure. He moaned into her ear. Her hand found his butt and guided his movements, the other scratching his back desperately. 

“Fuck… Candy, you have n-no idea…. how much… I-I waited…” She clenched around him as the familiar waves of pleasure started hitting her again. Her mouth could only form random words that made no sense to his ears.

Eric started slamming into her even harder as he reached his own orgasm. In one, final thrust he came undone, weakening his grip on her. Their clothes were dampened in sweat, their hair, messy. However, they had never felt so good in ages.

Candy looked at him. His eyes showed no remorse, only utter pleasure and content. Relief washed over her. She was afraid of him regretting what had just happened and wouldn’t be able to go back to what they were before if she asked her so. But he didn’t. Instead, Eric only said:

“Let’s go to my apartment.”

[eldaryadiary]

Eric & Candy | Playlist

Every song that sings about it says that you can’t live without it. 

Now I know what it   r e a l l y    m e a n s.

songs : x x x x

[marycecilyy]

Me as a writer challenge!

I was tagged by @arlingtonssweetheart. Thank youuu

What fandom/character do you like to write for the most?

How do you cope with writing blocks?

How often your inbox is open?

What is the post you found the hardest to write?

What topics are the hardest for you?

Do you find it hard to say no to a request?

How many requests do you have in your inbox right now?

What topics do you don’t want to write about?

What Tumblr writers do you like the most?

How long the requests usually stay in your inbox?

Do you prefer to answer the requests or to write your own ideas?

What are your top 5 most popular posts?

Smut, humor, angst or fluff?

What are the works you liked writing the most?

Name some ideas your working on now.

Answers below the cut!!!

What fandom/character do you like to write for the most?

I was obsessed with MCL for a looooong time, but now I’m writing for Mystic Messenger and Sweet elite! My favorite characters are Jaehee/Zen for MM and Raquel and Neha from SE!

How do you cope with writing blocks?

I let them overcome me every single time. Next!

How often your inbox is open?

They’re open most of the time. Currently my MM askbox is closed, though.

What is the post you found the hardest to write?

All the AUs for my MCL masterlist were very hard to do!

What topics are the hardest for you?

I love AUs, but they’re very hard for me. Also, monologues and long stories

Do you find it hard to say no to a request?

I do, but I’m kinda used to this feeling by now

How many requests do you have in your inbox right now?

15 in my MysMe account and 1 in this one!

What topics do you don’t want to write about?

Apart from very triggering topics, like rape/non, etc... I think miscarriage. I wouldn’t know how to approach this subject well.

What Tumblr writers do you like the most?

There are so many, and I already listed them here

How long the requests usually stay in your inbox?

It depends on my motivation to write it. I’m slow, though.

Do you prefer to answer the requests or to write your own ideas?

Both. Both is good.

What are your top 5 most popular posts?

I don’t know, but I think these are very popular:

New Year, new experiences (nsfw)

Chistmas with Castiel

Sober

Eric smut (nsfw)

Smut, humor, angst or fluff?

Humor! I don’t get a lot of requests about it, but I love <3. In second place, Smut and fluff

What are the works you liked writing the most?

Sober

Your Song

EricXCandy 

Lapdance

Name some ideas your working on now.

A JaeheeXMC oneshot and some small requests ^^

I’ll tag @otomes-and-tears, @draconess-tania, @gureishi, @rfaromance, @quirky-and-kind! 

[marycecilyy]

To the anon who requested me EricXCandy smut: don’t worry, I’m doing it. Please have some patience, I’m slow T-T

[marycecilyy]

update on my wips

okay, so, i feel like I haven’t posted in a while, so to make up for it I’m telling you guys what my current wips are and what I plan to write!

- My current wip: a commission for Lisa about her ocs (won’t post it here tho)

- EricXCandy smut, requested by an anon

- anything fluff for mystic messenger, requested by an anon

- ArminXCandy prompts, requested by Tania

- An amber fluff oneshot for my baby boi Louis (I wanted to make him feel better and suggested writing for him)

Now, to the things I want to write, but are not my top priority right now:

- my collab with Lisa, Undrunk (i have no idea when we’ll start working on it, both of us are busy, but i hope soon!)

- another collab with Allen, Sleepover (CandyXPriya)

- random prompts that i received a long time ago and never ansered (sorry, love you guys)