#CMBYM

[rollupandshutup]

Summer vid but its only one day bc I didn’t bring my digital pit bc im dumb

#capecod #summer #nature #flowers #mailbox #cmbym #massachusetts #beach #gay

[polite----s]

is it cuz I don't and can't have you like ever?

fully?

or is that the appeal?

, or liiiike what keeps you at that distance?

#cmbym #betty #elizabeth

[anonymousfandommurmurs]

Scott came out to his parents in his early 20s & publicly coming out at age 37,

Ben Whishaw came out to his parents at age 26/27 & publicly coming out at age 32.

If Paul would come out, it will be also in his thirty?

I really wouldn't like to guess this. Paul could be out to his parents, he could not be. He may come out during THOS press tour, he may never come out. He may walk around holding hands with his boyfriend and kiss them on a red carpet and never come out to the press.

I don't think it'll be this year because of Gladiator, if he ever does. Either way, leave him to do whatever he needs to do in the time he needs to do it. He doesn't owe anyone anything.

#asks #did his mother post a cmbym reference today yes but still #imagine if hes straight this will all be awkward

[pinksiames]

Call me by your name but it’s Gale instead of Elio and John instead of Oliver

Just a thought! (A thought that makes me want to rip out my hair and scream cause CMBYM is just as tragic and makes me feel hopeless after I watch it everytime)

(Credit to the original GIF creator)

#just silly lil thoughts! #don’t think about visions of Gideon! #even though that’s literally their song! #I want to bawl my eyes out! #I hate myself! #gale cleven #john egan #mota #clegan

[silvyysthings]

This article about Arnie’s movie being a success is very positive and shared by main publication. It show that he is still bankable. Hopefully more projects will come to him while we wait for the sequel of our beloved CMBYM.

💙

#armie hammer #anon ask

[freedominthedarkmp3]

[myinterestsvary-writes]

atla, ohshc, cmbym, snk: home of the problematique media blog y’all

[jooniper0309]

sufjan stevens have no business making the cmbym soundtrack sound that beautiful likeeeee i am here sitting in silence staring at the wall bc it's just so amazing

#before anyone comes at me i don't like the movie #and i haven't watched it #sufjan stevens #aaaaaa

[bisluthq]

That's sooo homophobic to say someone who likes cmbym is gay????? Like what??? Thank lord boy's technically a boomer bcoz wtf...

It’s SUPER homophobic but like you can’t be homophobic to straight people lmao. Like it doesn’t and wouldn’t “hurt” Joe because he’s 1) not gay 2) not homophobic.

#nat talks social stuff

[tblr-jam]

my favourite things

french toast and coffee,

cinnamon buns and toffee.

my favourite meals are the ones i eat with you.

ariana’s “thinking bout you,”

lana’s “honeymoon.”

my favourite songs are the ones i hear with you.

exuberant trips to beaches,

watching CMBYM and imaging you are the peaches,

my favourite places are the ones i am with you.

but with everything good comes everything bad.

not all can be your favourite;

with ranking life in this way comes the disastrous term “least favourite.”

you see, you’re my least favourite.

i can’t imagine anything good without you but nothing is ever good with you, with us.

these last few weeks have shown that i

don’t deserve favourites,

it’s delusional but i don’t think i will ever have them.

because my favourite things include you,

while yours include him.

my starline tour has never seemed so dull,

bleakness is the beginning of a ruined vision.

a vision i cannot carry on.

a vision you have with him and not me.

a vision which i cannot reconstruct.

[iiporcelain-marionetteii]

Alberto being jealous and heartbroken is sad and funny at the same time 🥺😅

#luca #luca movies #luca movie #disney+ #animation #fish #love story #coming out of age #pixar animation studios #disney pixar #pixar luca #CMBYM #jealous

[sibylwilde]

Me every time I read Lord Byron or Oscar Wilde.

#lord byron #oscar wilde #aesthetic #dark acadamia aesthetic #dark academia #literature #poetry #she walks in beauty #dorian gray #call me by your name #cmbym

[silvyysthings]

Sorry I am late to the party but how can they think that she was involved in the making of CMBYM?????

She just showed up in her husband (at the time) work place and stayed there… she wasn’t involved in anything not in costumes or make up or lights or directing. She just leeched to her husband and his success that’s it.

People who consider her as a celebrity just because she is like a dog and his fire hydrant needs psychological help (to clarify she is the fire hydrant lol)

if I think about cmbyn's promo, she was always in the middle🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️ pathetic like everything about her, she' s a parasite that exploited her husband ' s fame ....embarassing

#lizard #anons ask

[therealrichardpapen]

Ok, now imagine Call me by your name, but with 'Dune' Timmy and 'Rebecca' Armie. This shit would slap

#call me by your name andré aciman #cmbym #call me by your name movie #call me by your name #timothée #timothee chalamet #armie hammer #armie x timothee

[bluet-s]

What  was  thought  to  be  an  insidious  summer  became  ours.  Towards  the  end  of  July  I  wanted  to  be  him,  to  have  his  broad  shoulders  and  the  swells  of  his  biceps —  to  have  his  masculinity.  This  was  the  warped  skein  of  desire,  perhaps  I  didn't  want  him,  perhaps  I  only  wanted  his  flesh  and  his  identity. 

Everyone  around  the  riviera  loved  him,  they  all  wanted  to  have  him,  although  I  knew  deep  within  the  sinews  and  fibres  of  my  being  that  they  wouldn't  want  him  half  as  much  as  I  did.  I  took  you  to  the  quaint  knoll  of  Monet's  berm  where  Monet  himself  found  his  own  promised  peace. 

We  left  our  bikes  in  the  copse  and  walked  our  way  to  taint  our  memory  in  Monet's  berm.  My  stomach  seemed  to  plunge  to  my  knees  when  you  took  both  my  hands  and  tended  to  my  fingers,  kissing  each  one  with  precision.  We  had  never  been  so  close  other  than  sitting  at  the  table  as  our  forearms  touch  and  my  hairs  stand  as  if  affected  by  electricity,  but  this,  this  I  had  only  seen  in  novels. 

My  chest  threatened  to  cave  in,  I  waited  for  my  ribcage  to  collapse  into  itself  as  he  scrupulously  traced  the  bow  of  my  lips,  this  I  only  ever  saw  in  fiction.  The  tip  of  one  finger  lingered  there,  his  glacial eyes  studying  my  face  as  though  he  wished  to  paint  it,  I  realized  then  they  were  asking  me  for  permission.  I  didn't  have  enough  time  to  think  about  how  to  calibrate  my  mouth  to  match  his  expertise — but  he  kissed  me  on  the  mouth  and  set  me  free. 

We  kissed  in  front  of  the  eyes  of  nature,  wildflowers  grew  all  around  us  in  the  heat  of  things,  we  showed  that  berm  what  more  there  could  be  and  the  berm  responded  by  giving  us  wildflowers  and  twenty  tulip  heads.  I  wanted  there  to  be  a  sequel  to  the  kiss  but  I  did  not  know  how  you  felt. 

That  day  in  the  quiet  berm  I  could  have  sworn  I  saw  you  in  front  of  my  future,  it  was  the  eighties  and  this  was  the  closest  we  would  get,  still,  he  kissed  me  and  didn't  turn  around.  Our  mouths  now  well  acquainted,  it  was  strange  to  think  of  what  we  were  between  all  of  this,  before  our  mouths  and  senses  met,  when  the  closest  we  had  been  was  when  he  cupped  his  hands  around  mine  to light  my  cigarette.  He  taught  me  the  art  of  kissing  though  suddenly  appeared  embarrassed  by  it.  I  knew  agony  awaited  me  there  on  the  winding  trail  but  I  could  still  never  be  prepared  to  rip  the  band-aid  off.  I  vowed  we  would  never  speak  again.

so  when  you  said  there  were  more  important  things  to  worry  about  than  boys  who  kiss  boys  relief  repaired  the  damage  done  by  others  who  thought  otherwise,  and  the  damage  done  by  you.

I  knew  every  night  I  would  sleep  with  my  heart  out  of  my  body  for  you  to  enter  my  room  and  eat.  We  rode  our  bikes  everywhere,  to  the  piazzetta,  along  the  coast,  me  behind  yours  as  if  merely  following  you,  how  I  felt  before  and  after  the  kiss.  I  told  you  I  could  live  with  small  talk  if  that  was  all  you  would  offer,  sometime  later,  one  afternoon  at  lunch,  I  gave  myself  away  that  I  could  not  live  with  that. 

His  bare  foot  became  the  culprit  when  it  so  delicately  touched  the  top  of  mine,  the  warmth  from  the  smooth, virgin  sole  remained  even  after  it  retracted,  like  a  ghost  when  the  physical  body  is  long  gone.  My  foot  reached  out  in  search  for  it,  where  had  it  gone,  why  had  it  gone?  I  lifted  my  chin  and  saw  the  enjoyment  in  your  smile.

In  the  end  we  are  are  food  for  worms,  I  don't  want  to  lose  my  senses  and  be  buried  in  the  earth,  not  without  having  any  part  of  you  while  we  are  still  above  ground.

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[justhewayouare7]

#timothée chalamet #Timothee chalamet #Timothee #Chalamet #call me by your name #Cmbym #armie hammer #Black and white #landscape #Photoshoot #Photography #Dune #Beautiful boy #The King #Rainy day in new york #hot summer nights #Little women