T4t Caldre Will Never Not Be On My Brain

t4t caldre will never not be on my brain

i dont know what i like about this scene, maybe it’s cal going back a little on each shoot, or him just being so nice looking when he has a gun, or how he holds it, or maybe the way his hair bounces a little, i don’t know

you aren’t born gay. you watch the 2003 movie zero day and suddenly you like boys.

Another headcanon of mine is that Cal NEVER cleans his room. His room is always super messy, dirty clothes around the floor, soda cans around everywhere and his bed is a real mess. Whenever he actually has to clean it (because if he doesn't he can't go out) Andre is the one who helps him (actually does almost everything)

imma drop kick both these guys, and give andre a little peck on the cheek for good luck👅‼️

they look like they heard me say this

imagine if andre and cal got away…

andre would be driving to the border with cal in the passenger seat. they’d be relaxed, even though they’re actively being hunted down. music plays over the radio because they’re tired of the same cds they have.

the song they’re listening to ends and two voices erupt from the station. they’re soft and laced with german accents. they’re begging for andre to come home, to turn himself in. the car screeches to a stop.

cal moves to turn down the radio, to do anything to get rid of the noise, but it’s too late. andre is out of the car, running to the side of the road. he falls to his knees in the grass and starts dry heaving and sobbing.

neither andre nor cal feel bad about what they’ve done, but realizing they’ll never hear their parents’ voices again kills them. in the short time andre heard his parents voices, his mind had flashed through memories—soft good mornings and good nights, cheers while he opens presents on his birthday, and the powerful words “i love you.”