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headcannons of andre & cal with mel... (you dont have to do this its kinda silly)

Andre & Cal + Mel Headcanons

- Every time Andre walks into his house, Mel meows so loud it can only be described as screaming. She tries to crawl up his legs and bother him until he picks her up.

- Andre has had Mel since he was two and Mel was one. They’ve grown up together. Andre has no memories without Mel. He calls Mel a grandma constantly because she’s seventeen. (She’s still going strong though!)

- Mel does not like Cal. She nips at him whenever he tries to pet her. Andre tries to reassure Cal, saying she’s just on edge, but it is Cal’s fault. They just don’t get along.

- When Andre and Cal were working on the pipe bombs, Mel walked through their mess constantly. She had little black spots on her fur that made Andre have to wash her.

- Cal doesn’t care that Mel doesn’t like him. He’ll still cradle her like a baby and pet her until she’s drawn blood from his hand from biting him.

- Andre always has white cat hair on his clothes. His grey camouflage shirt is permanently covered in cat hair no matter how many times he washes it.

- Mel has walked in on Cal and Andre making out and more way too many times. Andre has to pause everything and push her out of the room in order for her to leave them alone.

- Mel is a big cat, and I mean big. Andre’s parents still think she’s half maine coon.

- When Andre is upset, Mel sits in his lap or on his chest in an attempt to help. She also licks at his face when he cries. She does everything she can to cheer Andre up.

- Cal makes fun of Mel as a joke sometimes, and it always makes Andre upset. Cal tries to make him laugh, but Andre just stares at him with a blank face.

- Mel sleeps in Andre’s bed at night. When Cal sleeps over, she sleeps in between them. If they want to cuddle, they have to move her to the end of the bed.

mel who meows so loud and paws at andre when he hugs or cuddles up with cal because she’s territorial of her boy.

this but cal and andre. cal is green and andre is grey

heavy tw!!

cal’s siblings finding him with his wrists sl1t.

he’s sat in the bath, his left arm by his side while his right is draped over the edge of the tub. the floor is flooded with red and a couple pill bottles he had downed before in order to calm his nerves and make it all hurt less.

his little brother had walked in with his rubber ducks and washcloth, ready to take a bath, only to find his older brother unresponsive. he calls his sister in, hoping that she’d know what to do or at least know what’s wrong. she’s older, so she has to know, right?

she does. she immediately closes the door, shutting cal in the bathroom alone. after guiding her brother to the living room and making him sit on the couch, she dials their parents who had gone out on a date that night.

the only thing she says is, “mommy, cal’s gone. there’s blood on the floor.”

her parents instruct her to call 911 and tell her that they’re on their way home as fast as possible. when the sirens sound and ambulances come, the two children are found on the couch, cuddled up together. neither will look at anyone; cal’s little brother won’t even speak.

it’s not what cal had intended whatsoever. he didn’t want them to find him. he didn’t want them to know or see anything. now, he can’t help them work through everything and isn’t there to talk about it or hold them. they’re alone, and cal will never come back.

nsfw

cal likes to hold hands during sex. when he’s riding andre, he presses andre’s hands into the pillow above his head and intertwines their fingers. when he’s on his knees, he grabs at andre’s thighs until andre holds his hands. there’s something so innocent about the act during such intense and intimate acts. andre has made fun of him for it tons of times, but he’ll always hold cal’s hands whenever he’s wanted.

ooh can we get some t4t nsfw hcs ?

NSFW T4T Caldre Headcanons

- Cal loves being eaten out, and Andre loves doing it. There have been times that Andre’s gotten himself off with his hand while eating Cal out. They’re both obsessed with it.

- Andre is buff and able to pick Cal up and throw him on the bed. Andre’s worked out since he was a kid in order to look more ‘manly,’ and Cal is in love with his arms and thick thighs.

- Before Andre cut his hair, he used to wear it in ponytails constantly. Cal pulled on his ponytails constantly in bed.

- Andre is always down for a second or third round during sex due to his testosterone injections making him horny nonstop. Cal, who started testosterone later, is still very sensitive from his bottom growth and gets overwhelmed after the first round.

- They’ve gotten each other off in a movie theater before. They brought a blanket to put over their laps because Cal constantly gets cold, but it was ultimately used to cover their hands as they drifted under each others boxers and packers.

- Andre has multiple straps. Cal’s favorite is a seven-inch that’s the same color as Andre’s skin.

- Andre’s chest is very sensitive. He has a larger chest than Cal, and Cal grabs and plays with it as much as he can before Andre tells him to stop.

- They’re both quite loud in bed, but Andre tries to be quiet because he hates how high his voice goes. Cal does anything and everything he can to make Andre the loudest he can be.

- Cal constantly has hickies on the inside of his thighs while Andre has them on his chest.

- For a while, Andre always wore a shirt during intimate times. Soon, he moved to a sports bra and then went on to wear nothing.

- Cal is flexible. Like… weirdly flexible. He did gymnastics and dance as a kid when his mom wanted him to be her sweet little girl, but now he uses it for more fun purposes.

- Cal squeezes his legs together when he’s close, causing Andre to have to tell him to keep his legs open or else he’ll stop. Cal will whine and force them open.

- When Andre is getting head, he guides Cal through it even if it’s the billionth time Cal’s gone down on him. He tells him where he wants his tongue to go and how many fingers to use. Sometimes he even grabs Cal’s hair to physically move him.

cal has really bad cystic acne on his face while andre has bumps all over his arms and his back because he has keratosis pilaris.

cal has the worst immune system of all time.

he rarely ever feels good, whether he has a sore throat, runny nose, headache, or stomachache. it gets worse around winter, causing him to carry around medicine and tissues with him everywhere he goes. even andre has to keep a box of tissues in his glove box.

despite carrying around stuff to help him, andre makes fun of cal all the time. every time cal coughs, andre tells him to get away and calls him a freak. if cal calls him in the morning because he’s sick and doesn’t need a ride to school, andre says ‘thank god’ and teases him before even asking if he’s okay.

cal’s parents used to take him to doctors constantly, trying to figure out what’s wrong with their son, but the doctors just say he’s easily susceptible to viruses and everything of the sort. he misses school almost to the point of truancy due to fevers and being contagious. his mom just calls the school and goes to pick up his work from the office. rachel and andre go to his house after school to try to teach him, but they always end up watching movies and talking instead of learning.

andre hunting when he was little.

he was terrified of holding guns, let alone firing them. when he, his father, and his brother were in their shooting houses, andre would constantly plug his ears with his fingers.

of course, his brother bullied him for it. why wasn’t he being manly? why was he afraid? why was he different?

andre got his first kill in the fall of his eighth grade year. it was a buck that was almost as tall as him. he watched the blood flood out onto the dry and crunchy leaves, and he saw it twitch when he went to go collect it.

andre almost threw up, but then he remembered the words he’d heard all his life: ‘man up,’ ‘sissy,’ ‘faggot.’ he swallowed and fell in line after his father, getting closer to the deer.

older andre would say that he has always been evil, that he was just born that way, but young andre knows that everything changed the moment he made eye contact with the deer he had shot. he felt powerful. he felt strong, like a man. once his heart calmed and his stomach stilled, he was in love with his actions.

he’d beg his father to take him hunting, to let him practice shooting whenever he could. his father said yes every single time. he didn’t know the monster he was making.

How do you think cal and Andre started the whole, “ I want to 🔫🏫”

okay so i genuinely think cal mentioned it first but as a joke. (this is a tiny bit of how i think it happened, i already have a plan for a fic about this lmao)

it was after a really bad day of bullying. cal’s nose was broken, and andre’s knuckles were scabbed over. they had just returned home from school and are sitting on cal’s bed with bags of ice against their faces, hands, and sides.

they’d gotten to a point of joking about their bullying. well… cal had. andre still gets angry. now, andre is clenching his teeth and seething, thinking of ways he can get back at his bullies.

cal can read him easily; he knows exactly what’s going on in andre’s mind. he giggles after staring at andre for a minute.

“what’s so fucking funny, cal?”

“you still want to fight them?” cal asks between wheezes. “what? you wanna shoot them?”

something switches in andre’s mind. yes. he does want to shoot them. once again, cal knows exactly what andre’s thinking.

“andre, what the fuck? are you serious?”

andre turns toward him quickly, staring straight into his eyes. “you don’t want to?”

cal thinks for a moment. it makes complete sense. they all deserve it. he pictures brad huff staring at him but this time he’s scared instead of angry. he imagines the glint of fear that will be in brad’s eyes when he looks at him.

the boys fall silent. the plan zero day has begun, though it’s only in its first stage. cal hadn’t known that his day would go this way, but he’s not mad about it. they’re going to get back at their peers.

cal definitely never wore his retainer after getting his braces off. his mom got onto him constantly about it. she’d find it sitting by the sink or on his nightstand and lecture him about how his teeth were going to go right back to the way they were before he had braces.

andre would tease him about it, say his teeth looked like they were fighting one another. cal would just brush off everything everyone says because his teeth won’t even be in his head in the next couple months. of course, he can’t tell his parents that, but he jokes about it with andre and in his head.

“sometimes i wonder what zero day you guys watched,” “why do cal and andre get so mischaracterized,” “some people need rewatch the movie,” etc.

…is it me ☹️

cal sleeps with a sound machine and every time andre spends the night he wants to strangle cal in his sleep

sometimes i have a bad day but then i remember that cal is canonically a pothead and everything gets better

thinking about andre going to college if zero day never happened.

we all know he got into the engineering school at the university of connecticut. he has a room by himself because his scholarships paid for most of it. he’d have so many eight am classes that he’d complain about nonstop. he’s still close to home, so he’s able to spend a couple nights there if he’s had a rough week or needs to do laundry.

cal ended up going to a community college near their highschool, causing him to still live at home. he basically stays with andre every night, though. they cuddle up together on the twin bed that’s about five feet from the ground and argue that they don’t have enough space. they’ve both fallen off the bed multiple times.

he’s on the school’s track team—long distance, of course. basically all he does is wake up, go to class, go to practice, and do homework, but it’s okay with him. he’s always liked routine. plus, he more than likely has cal waiting at the dorm for him every night. they watch a movie or two before heading to sleep.

it’s a good life. it’s a life andre could have had.

cal with cotard’s delusion.

he believes he’s dead, and no one can convince him otherwise. there’s nothing inside him—no organs, no blood. his actions will have no repercussions; he isn’t real therefore his decisions aren’t either.

zero day isn’t a big deal to him. his death isn’t scary, doesn’t make him worry or wish for more time. the only thing he’s doing is confirming his train of thought. a shot to the brain will only make his body match the way his mind already makes him feel.

he’ll lay in his room for days with no water, no food, and no sunlight. he misses school and has withdrawals from his mental health medications. he doesn’t speak, and when he does, it makes no sense.

no one understands what is going on in his mind. not his parents, not andre, not rachel. he is already gone.

cal knows how to use chopsticks while andre is absolutely clueless with them. andre always tells cal to ‘stop showing off’ even if he’s just simply eating with them. cal’s tried to teach him, but he always gets frustrated, throws them down, and picks up a fork.

veins.

thinking about how cal’s mom most likely drove a minivan due to having three kids… imagine cal and his siblings fighting over who has to sit in the back… plus him having to hop out of the minivan in the middle of the school parking lot trying to act all cool…

the day before zero day.

cal is sitting at the dinner table with his family as they talk about their lives and ask cal about prom which was about two or three days ago. as the conversation leaves the topic of prom, when cal no longer has to talk a lot, he begins to examine his family.

he observes the way his dad stops eating when his siblings talk, the way he gives all of his children his utmost respect. he watches the way his mom’s necklace shines; he remembers it being a gift from cal’s grandmother a couple years before. he spends the longest time staring at his siblings. there’s something about the way they move, something so innocent. cal knows they don’t deserve to grow up without a big brother, but there’s nothing he can do now.

he stops eating. he isn’t hungry. there’s anticipation and excitement in his mind and hurt in his heart. his stomach can’t hold anything else besides the butterflies that fly around nonstop.

before bed, he stops by his parents room to give them a hug and a long good night wish that’s full of ‘i love you’s and ‘sweet dreams.’ he asks his siblings if they want to stay up a bit longer in his room just to talk. he has to bribe them with sugar. they don’t know it’s the last time they’ll talk to him besides a short goodbye in the following morning.

they talk for a couple hours before the three of them start yawning. despite his tiredness, cal does not sleep. he can’t.

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in the kriegman house, andre is eating a leftover pizza from work while his mom sews and his dad is still closing up shop. he’s alone in his room with greasy hands and lips red from marinara sauce.

his mind is running at a billion miles an hour. it shouldn’t be, really, as he knows both him and cal have planned everything, but he can’t help it. what if it goes wrong? what if he gets pulled over on the way to school? what if someone misinterprets their cause?

he eats the entire pizza. fuel for the following day, he calls it. he almost vomits in his bathroom multiple times. his mom gets worried when he starts pacing around the living room, but he just tells her everything is fine.

he wishes he could call his brother or that he could hug his father. he knows both options are impossible and would raise a slight bit of suspicion. instead, he kisses his mother goodnight and doesn’t wait up for his father to get home.

he falls asleep that night will mel purring on his chest. the key for his father’s guns lays cold underneath his pillow. his outfit for zero day is already ironed and hung up in his closet.

this is his last day.