Corey Andrews

[corey-andrews-ltd]

radiant-ruby :

I won. I actually won. [ totally not almost crying over this ridiculously human thing ] Full offense, but I might need to wear this tiara to graduation.

Are you surprised that you won? The strongest, most captivating and fascinating woman in this entire town and you’re surprised? Ridiculous, Miss McReid. I fully endorse this graduation look. I fully endorse you wearing it every day if it brings on that same smile.

[corey-andrews-ltd]

greg-porter :

Corey Andrews…? I- Nah, there’s nothing that these snacks can do for me now. You uh, you came here with Ruby, right? Perfect couple, perfect prom. You probably talk all the time, don’t you? [ runs a stressed hand through his stupid hair ] I just mean, like, you did it, you know? Happy, communicative. You didn’t ever hop onto a bus to live in some crapartment in New Haven and eat dry noodles all day. You’re practically perfect! I just- I’m never gonna be that guy, you know? I can’t even do a card trick.

[Vietnam flashbacks to the results of months of miscommunication in the rorey universe but now is not the place nor time. This man needs sage advice.] Yeah. Yeah, sure- I mean it’s not perfect, nothing can be perfect. But no, I didn’t in fact not hop onto a bus to live in some crapartment and all that. I- Do you think you need to be that guy? And for who are you being that guy? Just to warn you, there’s only one right answer here and even then it’s the wrong one.

[corey-andrews-ltd]

greg-porter :

I was actually saving that seat for… Whatever.

Oh, sorry. Sorry. I just need a little breather. It’s so hot in here. I won’t be long I promise. I need snacks I think so... Do you want a snack? Are you ok? I mean, are you looking for someone? ‘Cause I sat down and you’re obviously pretty disappointed I’m not someone else.

[ohmesetoiles]

take me back to the night we met

[corey-andrews-ltd]

cmcreid-warriorprincess :

Yup! Like it never happened. [laughs] Right? You should definitely try a caramel latte or macchiato and- Oh! A chocolate mocha. Now that’s just the very definition of coffee heaven. No no, she’s not. Faith’s not evil and honestly, Danny probably deserves whatever she’d dish out to him. It’s just a figure of speech. You’re right though.

Alex and trouble? Nah, they don’t know each other. Well, me neither so don’t worry. I’ll make sure he lives until tomorrow. I’ll plant him firmly in a single spot and everything.

I used to have black coffee. Back in the- you know, way back. Like five a-day. Clearly I haven’t kept up with the evolution of this beverage. I definitely like the sound of the chocolate mocha. Alright, that’s good, means I don’t have to intervene. At least not on usual grounds.

Sure, sure, I believe you. Well, to be fair to him he has actually behaved himself pretty well this time around. I think I have you to thank for that. One less person I need to worry about today.

[corey-andrews-ltd]

its-jess-bitches :

Admittedly, just for a second, she almost… Jessica could have almost fallen for his plea for real. That’s why she so desperately wanted to be a million miles away from him and that was why she found herself in his path time and time again. Before, with her humanity on, he was her anchor. The person who had saved her life when she didn’t see a way to keep being what she was. Now, Jess saw that for what it was: pathetic. A poor little girl who couldn’t handle being a vampire. Who was so ungrateful for the gift she had been given. Power. Eternity. She didn’t need him anymore.

But there was a small spark still in there, buried deep down, being held down by that little so-called switch that longed to feel again. When he looked at her now, so trusting and willing to have his heart broken again, she almost caved. That look had made her want to run before. Now she made it the enemy. A problem to be solved as clinically as possible. Without emotions to cloud her judgement, she could beat this.

“No.” Of course it wouldn’t feel okay. Jess knew that and it was one of many reasons she refused to turn it back on. She could be as damn selfish as she wanted now for as long as she pleased. To hell with feeling like crap for just being. “No, it doesn’t feel okay. I don’t- I don’t feel okay. I— But- I mean, yes, this feels okay. This good part… You. But everything else I-,” she took a breath, held back her crocodile tears, “What I’ve done… What I’ve said. That party- You. And Ruby, I- Even my parents… It’s like every time I take a second to think, it all comes flooding back in, you know? And I- That’s how it happened. Right after, when I became a- a vampire again, I just couldn’t shut off the memories, everything that had happened- The feeling of being human again.” She closed her mouth suddenly, sensing she was towing a dangerous line for herself so she flipped the subject much like she might have before.

“Is… Is that a cinnamon latte?”

He took a step forward from the door, thinking perhaps it was safer now. Safer for her. He listened intently to her answer, and for all its sorrow he felt relief, and tried his best to hide it. Tried his best not to push for more. They would have to talk about it of course, but now wasn’t the time. This was the same thin ice he had found himself on in so many situations lately, and his usual knack for reflecting on these things would be misplaced here. He couldn’t help a sigh of relief as she changed the subject, and the opportunity to direct his attention at something inanimate for a second. “Yes,” he smiled genuinely, looking from the mug and back to her. “Do you want one?” 

[corey-andrews-ltd]

its-jess-bitches :

I know, I know but stick with it, okay? All will be explained and revealed in season 2. Ohmygosh, you haven’t even gotten a whiff of McSteamy yet. This is gonna be awesome. Like, 10. Ish. It’s still on air so I can’t say forsure how many there’ll be in the end but y'know, we’ve got the time. Kinda forever. I- Huh? Oh, yeah. Yeah, totally. It’s like, mostly gross open-surgery blood and the bags, sure but they’re not like, real. I can’t smell them or anything so… Which is a totally gross thing to say. —Are you?

What? No. Ew. It’s just a… Well, forever thing. We have, like, all this time so realistically we really could binge every TV show, ever. You know? And I was just thinking that if we do that, me and you, in like, all the time to come… Well, it doesn’t sound so bad anymore. I mean, we have fun, right?

I’m not sure I’ll be able to keep up with all the McThings. Ten? Wow. How can there be enough medical cases to fill that many seasons? A very busy hospital. Alright, okay, good. Me? No... I’ve seen a lot worse.

Yeah, forever. I- I can’t really condone spending the rest of eternity watching TV but you’re technically right. I’ve a lot to teach you that Meredith can’t though so we’ll have to take at least some breaks, and you’ll want to eat and be with your friends as well. Maybe go travelling? For now though I suppose it’s okay, if you just want to watch the shows. I’ll be here.

[corey-andrews-ltd]

its-jess-bitches :

… Bam! There it is. Totally iconic, right? ‘You must be the one who’s been screwing my husband’. Ugh, Addison is a queen. You will come to learn this, BTW. You basically just signed up for a 10+ season friendship here, my guy. Me, you and Nigel. Oh and you’ll definitely have to get used to the Merder angst. No Shonda show has gone without its on-offs.

Anyways, speaking of. Sorta. I’ve been thinking abut something, like, a vampire something.

@corey-andrews-ltd

He’s married? That’s not okay. Oh no. Oh no. And this is his wife? She’s a bit- I mean I guess I could understand, but that was harsh? Wait- how many seasons? ...Are you sure you’re okay with all the blood in this?

Okay. Yeah. Is it... medical?

[corey-andrews-ltd]

its-jess-bitches :

Of course he would let her in. Even when she was accidentally trying to kill the star quarterback or tricking him into coming to some club in the city, he still let her in. Forgave her. Despite their differences, the decades between them and their outlook on, well, everything… Something still clicked. Something still stuck. Jessica wanted nothing more than to kill that something with own two bare hands before it got her first.

“Wh- No, no. I didn’t… It’s not that. I just-,” she paused, taking a moment to repress the urge to roll her eyes as she stepped inside, pushing her tangled hair back from her face. The small smile on her face at the sight of Nigel was mostly genuine. She may not have her humanity on but she wasn’t a complete monster. Anyway, back to the point. “Corey…”

Timing was everything. If she was weighed down by all that gross guilt and conscience for real, she’d definitely have to take a little more than minute. Cue the bambi eyes and she couldn’t help but launching herself at him, a tight and too quick hug with no explanation. Corey had seen the darker, manipulative side to the new her. He’d tried to bring her back and he’d given up. Or, at least, she though the had and then that stupid spell… All she had to do however was nail this one line perfect.

“I um, something- something happened. After- When I woke up today after-,” a shaky breath, a rogue tear and now for the grand finale-, “I love you.” And then for the added Jess he had come to know and-bleugh- love, “I mean, you know. I’m not like, this isn’t some horrific best friend and the boyfriend love triangle scenario, I swear. It’s just- Like, you know how. I just- But that’s the point. I- I feel…that.”

Once inside Corey shut the door behind her and leaned his back against it as if to stop her running back out. Being met with those eyes, those telltale eyes that had seen too much for their age- he was just afraid that if he moved she would leave when he really needed her to stay. Partly because he thought she might need him, partly because he thought she might not. When she lunged towards him he thought he was right, that she was going for the door, and for a moment he thought he had caught her, tightly wrapping his arms around her as if to stop her, before realizing it was him she was going for. He succumbed to the embrace which lasted all too short for him to fully appreciate. He wanted so much to hold her there but everything about this felt fragile, like if he made a wrong move this - whatever this was - would revert. He had been hurt by her before.

He stayed silent and motionless until she was done speaking. He didn’t want to say the wrong thing or scare her. This, after all, was everything he had wanted to hear from her for the past few months. He wanted to say he loved her equally, but it wasn’t easy. It wasn’t easy like with Ruby where he had wanted to scream it from the day one, when his body ached to reveal it. 

He knew Jess knew he loved her, and just hoped she believed it. He put his mug down on the side-table, giving him a moment to collect himself before he searched Jess’ eyes for- for something, like evidence that the girl he used to have was brought back to the surface. All he found was his own heart, exposed, ready to give her another chance. She would always be deserving of another chance. “Does it feel okay?”

[corey-andrews-ltd]

its-jess-bitches :

The rain had really been helpful in assisting her with this whole plot. Honestly, it was like it was meant to be; the universe’s way of telling her this loving fool was going to fall for her every word. The day had ended, the one that had not only slammed back on her humanity but turned her human all together. It had been, in a word, gross. Ugh. She had cried so much, it was truly embarrassing but if she really wanted to sell this, she’d have to squeeze out a couple more tears. The thing was, Corey was…a soft spot. Corey and Ruby. Ruby and Corey. They were weaknesses. Unfortunately for her, Corey was about a hundred years her senior and off-limits to actually kill so she had to play dirty.

She rang the doorbell despite the fact she’d been living in this house for months now. Show time.

“I- Please… Please don’t slam the door on me.”

@corey-andrews-ltd

It was melancholic, but with memory and longing, that Corey stirred vanilla into his coffee. Sprinkles of cinnamon and sugar. A perfect blend of flavours that he could only remember. It smelt nice. Tasted nothing. He was starving, but he wasn’t ready to let go of his return to humanity, so he would drink coffee. Mug after mug, hoping one would bring him back, knowing of course that it wouldn’t. The memory was enough to keep trying. Naive.

He half expected Ruby when the doorbell rang, or even Carrie. Someone human that would further fuel his idealistic longing to be human for just one day longer, or a week. Preferably a lifetime. Had he aged in one day? He hoped so, or perhaps it was just the malnutrition showing itself. Nevertheless, he opened the door, mug in hand, to the bashing sound of rain, and a girl looking as helpless as him. His memory of Jess’ humanity would always be fresh. He swung the door open for her without second thought, gesturing her inside. Nigel, sitting on the stairs, purred.

“I- You’re drenched. It’s raining. Did you lose your key?”

[midsommars-deactivated20201109]

[corey-andrews-ltd]

Under the Silver Lake (2018) Directed by David Robert Mitchell

[corey-andrews-ltd]

radiant-ruby :

Ruby wasn’t sure how long they had lay there staring at each other, but she was just so incredibly content she didn’t dare move or say anything for fear of disrupting the comfortable silence. This was everything a hunter could ever hope for– a world where vampires and everything that came along with them didn’t exist, where she could just be an eighteen year old girl lying in bed with her boyfriend. Where everything was normal. Ruby knew this wouldn’t last though. The humanity spell would fade as quickly as it had come and she would have to go back to lying to him. Maybe Alex was right. Maybe she should just get it over with and tell him the truth about who she was, but every time she tried to the words would catch in her throat. It was just so much more easier to lay beside him, happier than she had ever been, pretending that it could stay like this forever.

“We could have Alex and Carrie bring us food and we could live in their basement so we won’t have to worry about rent.” Ruby laughed a little then sighed happily. She reached up with one hand to gently stroke Corey’s hair and then the side of his face, her hand now resting there. “I love you so much, Corey Andrews.”

Corey, slightly taken aback with her reply as for a moment he forgot he had even spoken out loud, gave a lighthearted laugh. It must have been a lifetime since anything he did felt lighthearted, but here he was, feeling a moment of genuine peace as her words made his worries vanish to the back of his mind. “We could. We could do that.” He snuggled closer, hugging her tightly as she played with his hair. He was so wonderfully aware of how lucky he was, and how real this was, yet clinging on to the moment felt like all he could do to ensure it stayed exactly like this forever. “You’re making me blush,” he smiled, “I’m honoured to be deserving of that much of your love. I love you the same, Ruby McReid.”

[jelly-jar-jeff]

[corey-andrews-ltd]

radiant-ruby :

Ruby was smiling when he pulled back to look at her and it only grew wider at his words. His hands were under her shirt before she even realised and her eyes fluttered closed at his touch. God, why had she prolonged this for so long? They could have started dating all those months ago had she not been so prejudiced and stubborn. The shirt lifted off her with ease, her hands in the air to help before they dropped back down into Corey’s hair. She had almost forgot about the scars– particularly the one on her ribs from the first time she had tried to take down a werewolf– but he didn’t seem to have much to say on the matter; probably just assuming it was caused by something entirely mundane. Her eyes opened again just in time for her to catch him removing his own shirt. The scar on his chest was something she hadn’t been expecting. Jess had told her what had happened the night she turned off her humanity just hours before she came here, but she had never heard of vampires scarring before. Ruby made a mental note to look into that later, but for now she delicately ran one hand down to rest on his chest and kept the other firmly placed in his hair. Without much effort at all, Ruby had him pinned beneath her as their lips connected again, although this time, she wasn’t being as gentle.

[an amount of time later] 

In the event that this was his very last day ever as a human, Corey was perfectly content thinking of it as the first day of his life. His life; in this moment, with Ruby McReid. Vulnerable and strong. Those clear contrasts that only she could make him simultaneously feel. He felt awkward in the aftermath- thinking. Overthinking. Always overthinking. Was he clumsy? Did she enjoy it? Did she mean it when she said she loved him? Would she ever tell him? Tell him everything was okay, nothing could hurt them. Hurt her. Did she know he was scared? Constantly? That the pit in his gut keeps twisting and warning to tread carefully- something is bound to come undone sometime.That he didn't believe it? Refused to believe it. He admittedly felt blissfully calm right now. That rule of opposites. Was he staring? How long had they laid like this?  

“If I could wake up every morning next to you I don’t think I would ever leave. I would fail all my classes. I wouldn’t be able to get a job because I would be here. We’d be so poor. I wouldn’t mind.”

[nerdification]

[corey-andrews-ltd]

danny-mcr :

What? No! No, no you don’t look bad. Nah, that’s actually pretty regular if you ask me but that might just be because Ruby has had me up in the most ridiculous of AMs to workout. You look great though! Beautiful. Look at that head of hair, huh? You could just run your hands right through that. Glad you decided to bring it back.

Damn it. Don’t want you dying from a heart attack so I won’t take that personally. Next time, yeah? I’m great! I’m good. I’m… Y'know. Things are going pretty well with school, work, love life’s a bit messy but no one’s been fatally injured yet. Ish. Oh hey! And I’m gonna be chaperoning your prom. Isn’t that cool?

She has? ...What are you training for? Oh, I mean, thanks- I bought some argan oil and it’s really made my hair very soft and almost tamable. Alex’ recommendation. 

Yeah, next time. Next time would be great. Love can almost always be messy, but yeah, it probably shouldn’t nearly kill you. Stay safe and all. Chaperoning huh? That is cool. I'll count on you to keep an eye on the punch bowl.

[naturaekos]

You can have my heart, any place, any time.

Trouble, Cage the Elephant (via naturaekos)