#cmbyn set

[frame-narrative]

[meliilem]

Having my cmbyn summer in Venice, Italy❤️☀️

[steelycunt]

hiii you lot i have. a forehead kiss and a little biscuit for anyone who can suggest me some summery book recommendations 🧑🏽‍❤️‍💋‍🧑🏽 any genre i dont mind i just. can’t decide what 2 read but i am in a spring/summer mood right now so i think something like that would b good…something with sunshine 🧑🏽‍❤️‍💋‍🧑🏽

[joonieskinks]

somewhere in italy, 2002

simon 'ghost' riley x reader | fluff, swearing, some small hints of past smut but mostly just a happy reunion inspired by cmbyn lol | 800-ish

You could feel his eyes on you before you set yours on his. 

At first you believed he approached you due to the minimal seating available on the patio, hoping to steal a chair to rejoin his rather loud group of friends. But instead the masked man asked for a seat beside you. That's when you glanced up from your novel, taking the cigarette out of your mouth. 

“This seat taken, love?” He asked, his voice husky but softer than you imagined it would be at first glance of the man. 

“No, you’re welcome to it.” You boldly insist, eyes lingering on him briefly before disappearing back to the pages in front of you. 

He pulled the seat out from the table, angling the chair towards you, and there he sat. Searching for words, perhaps just enjoying your presence. You couldn’t quite decide.

After a few moments, you looked back up at him as you heard the rambunctious murmurs from his little group. “Go on, LT, go!”

You smiled, gesturing a hand over to the boys.

“You with them?” The man nodded, eyes never leaving your face, your figure, you.

“Yeah, but they mean well.” You could see a small smile under the mask form.

“This a dare?” You poke, but his smile dropped an instead sincerity followed.

“No, just haven’t seen you in a few years, thought I’d say hello.” His voice fell quiet at the end of his sentence, his gaze finally leaving you to twiddle with his hands.

Then it hit you-

From all those years ago. Italy.

A simple vacation where you were both young and needed some time to find yourself. Met on a night out, he charmed you within a minute and you were wrapped around his finger, his body. From then on, you two were inseparable, days out in the sun and nights under the sheets. A summer never passed by so fast. 

“Simon?” The name not having left your mouth since he had to depart, head home, pack and begin his life in the military. That was his decision, his calling, to go. Yet, here he is before you once more. 

“Hi, lovie. It’s nice to see you again.” His eyes met yours once more. You quickly close your book and put out your cigarette, pushing up from your chair and into his arms. He’s taken aback, but doesn’t hesitate to hold you tightly. Simon’s face lands in the crook of your neck and you can hear him slowly inhale and exhale in relief.

This is what home feels like, he thinks.

“My God, I didn’t even recognize you with that on! Simon, I’ve missed you!” You pull back, your hands cradling his face and searching his eyes. “How are you? Where have you been? What’re you doing here?” He only chuckled as he could see your mind race. 

“Hoping to run into you, of course.” His hands slide up and down your back, soothingly. It was like no time had passed at all. His first love, his only love, his last love. He decided here and now, he wants this till he dies.

“You never left.” Simon notes.

“And you came back.” You smile, pressing your forehead to his and your eyes fluttered shut. You haven’t felt this comfort in years, oh how you ached for this, for him.

His grip on you loosened and you feel his hand come towards his face. He pushes up the mask, just enough for his mouth to show. You look down at the sight, those lips, the ones you know and love, rightfully yours. Although the years have not been kind to them, not with the visible scars on and surrounding them. Your mind rushes to ask a thousand questions, yet you hold back. Another time.

I wouldn’t have let that happen under my watch, you think.

“Y/N…” He whispers and you feel your knees start to give out. Look how you’re still so needy for him after all this time. 

Your thumbs push the mask up to his nose and he presses his lips to yours. Running your hands down his shoulders, across his jaw, touching him just how you’ve wanted to for years. 

His hands find perch at your waist, pulling you in close to him and deepening the kiss. 

You only break as his boys behind him start whistling, hollering, shouting his name in both astonishment and utter confusion. 

"How the hell did he get her that fast...?"

You look back at them as you laugh, Simon only pulls you in closer. 

“This ones’ mine, lads. Piss off.” Your attention turns back to your lover, eyeing the lipstick that resonates lightly on his lips. 

“All yours.” You whisper into his ear, bringing him close to you once more. Simon holds your face sweetly in his hands, so delicately, his thumbs brushing against your cheeks.

“After all this time?”

“Always."

//

[randomluck-ofthe-universe]

Enjoying all the wonderful birthday messages and outpouring of love for our gentle giant ❤️ Maybe I’m wrong but it looks like he’s wearing that old Kenki Gracie Fighter t-shirt, in the gym video from the adventures of Tall and Small. Isn’t that the same grey t-shirt he wore on set, bts? Nice to see a little cmbyn link on his birthday 😊💙💚

yes I saw it yesterday, and definitely it seems the same t-shirt.. 🥰😍

.. and we saw it on him in Caymans too, May 2021

and again he wore it in Los Angeles, October 2022..

it's old, worn out, ripped.. but it's still there, with him. ❤️

#the things that matter

[choupistickfaitdesbetises]

No matter what happens... never take your eyes off him.

Too afraid to think that he would just be a dream and that he would disappear in a cloud of smoke...

It was in May 2016, it was yesterday...

💙💚

Armie and Timmy on CMBYN set

[silvyysthings]

Hello Silvy. Luca’s birthday was yesterday as I type and a photographer friend of mine shared a couple older interviews with him. Both were new to me and his thoughts on CMBYN in 2017 and 2022 were fascinating.

(2017) - www.fantasticman.com/articles/luca-guadagnino

(2022) - www.indiewire.com/features/general/luca-guadagnino-call-me-by-your-name-romantic-sex-scene-1234719303

Thought they might be of interest. I really enjoyed getting to know a bit more about Luca in the first one. I would posit his tone changed with the second, in part, due to his relationship with Ferdinando ending.

I have a couple podcast interviews with Luca downloaded and hope to get to this week. If they prove worthwhile I will share with you. ✌🏻🖤

[wh0r4m0r]

Still formulating thoughts on Queer, watched it last Tuesday, and let me say: Luca has done it again. (Slight spoilers ahead⚠️)

Before anything I want to get some surface level ideas out, such as a comparison to Luca’s earlier film (and arguably what launched him into main stream) Call Me By Your Name. It’s easy to want to make any comparisons between these two works, as both are some commentary on young gayness explored between an older man and a younger man, but I believe Luca has learned from past mistakes, because where CMBYN’s greater messages got diluted and ignored in favor of enhancement of the surrounding environment and the romanticism of such, Queer takes on a mute almost distant atmosphere. Empty Mexico streets, grimly apartments, standard bars and restaurants; it all sets the scene for the characters and story to create their environment instead of having a pre-placed environment they must work around. This stark contrast between Queer and the other works of Luca is only the beginning of a uniquely mystifying film.

Part I~The Incomplete Self:

Who is Lee? Other than being the main character who’s depressing life we see at glances, Lee is someone who doesn’t even seem to know himself. When asking whatever kind of young man that he stumbles across in dimly lit bars and lively cafes, “are you Queer?” you get a sense he’s not asking the boy sitting across from him, nor is he asking the nerdy little homo in the audience watching the scene unfold, but rather asking himself. You’d think a man—who’s sexual prowess is implied to be far and wide on the “Green Lantern” scene of this washed out Mexican town—would know the answer to such a question, but the longer you follow him down these weirdly empty streets it becomes apparent just how little anyone knows about him. One of those clueless spectators being Eugene, our main love interest (if you could call it that). Whether it be through Eugene, or because of Eugene, we watch a transformation of Lee, a regression. Where Lee was once a matured homosexual man, sure in his skin, now stands a stuttering, tripping, love stricken boy. Eugene entertains this, laughing along, letting Lee steal glances into who he might be, but never letting him any closer; from this rises our first conflict: who is Lee with Eugene?

Part II~The Complete Self:

Eugene brings on the giddiness within Lee, spurring on our adventure but now in a new, more motivated, light. Lee is chasing after himself by chasing Eugene, but he is always just out of reach. We see the looks through windows, the fleeting touches, the ghost touches, all of it amounting to Lee’s want to have more: to be more. He finds that more in Eugene, that completion. The first intimate scene between Lee and Eugene is slow, sensual, and all consuming; you feel the heat and passion of Lee, and the unsure wanting of Eugene, all summing up to a beautiful completion as they both climax. This is the last time we see them both come.

Part III~Rebirth of the New Self:

Lee’s completion does not last long, as it is respective that to have completion with another you must rebirth yourself with them to come back into life with that other. Lee and Eugene fail this rebirth. The mystifying root (whose name escapes me now a week later) Lee is desperate to find is supposed to be the beginning of that rebirth; we see Eugene’s silence throughout the film, it’s what seems to capture Lee in the first place, he wants to know who the queer on the inside is. Lee wants the telepathic abilities of the root so he can finally reach Eugene, he doesn’t want to have to actually break down the wall himself, it’s as if it doesn’t feel natural to him. Cut to one of Lee’s strange dream sequences: a baby crying, a not queer disembodied touching a woman, the knife is sharp, the people are judging, the hate is hiding something: someone. It is Lee’s knife, his own knife is being sharpened preparing for a punishment if he cannot follow through with the rebirth; the baby is crying, Lee and Eugene, they cannot be rebirthed, they’ve failed. Lee is touching a woman, he’s failed, he is not queer: he is disembodied. Without the new form of fusion between both him and Eugene Lee has no body, he has no self. When Lee and Eugene—and our randomly amazing trip sitters from the depths of the forest—take the root, they fuse. Or at least try. Maybe it’s Lee’s drug abuse, maybe it’s Eugene’s “girlfriend” back in Mexico, or maybe love isn’t real and Lee and Eugene were doomed from the start. It’s probably the drugs. Lee is constantly lying to everyone while not speaking at all, tripping over himself, acting koi, like a school boy with a crush: or maybe a grown man high on heroin. High on the root together, Eugene and Lee begin fusing—literally. Veins pulsing, connecting, reshaping into something new, something together. I believe this scene is the most intimate, as they take in a fetal state consuming each other with flesh and mouth. This feeling doesn’t last. Before the trip to the forest they have sex, Eugene does not come.

Part IV~Disembodied:

Lee loses Eugene. Lee loses himself. He’s back in Mexico, the Green Lanterns still there, the bars, the streets, but not Eugene. Eugene is south again, with a new man: he’s not queer. We enter Lee’s dream again, more empty than before; a snake in the shape of infinity eating itself, Eugene laying in bed with a glass casing over his chest, a bottle on Eugene’s head, Lee’s pistol. Aim. Shoot. Who pulled the trigger? Lee races to Eugene’s side and cries, but when the window opens he looks away and when he looks back, Eugene is gone. Like the man he was many moons ago Lee walks to bed and shakes, withdrawal; this poor man has been withdrawn from the world, from his body, but it’s not heroin this time. It’s his self. As he shakes a young Eugene comes up behind him and holds him, Lee stills, they rest. I’m not queer, I’m disembodied. Lee wants to be brought back to his body, but he can’t until he realizes it’s his, not Eugene’s, he can’t keep running forever.

Fin

[candymay]

CMBYN if it was set in Chicago or something idk

[olderthannetfic]

The main problem that I have with Youtubers who attempt to approach media analysis and fandom through theory and academia is that the vast majority aren't academics. Just being in undergrad isn't actually enough, contrary to the thoughts of many. Reading a Wikipedia article and reiterating what one may find in some Google, even Google Scholar, searches. Ideally, these would be topics approached by people involved in academia as a profession, people with doctoral degrees, who can discuss complex topics in a way that is easily understood by the masses. "What is the negotiation between gender and sex in BL?" "How does CMBYN articulate/complicate hierarchal roles within the gay novel?" "Could SnK express an alternative reading of the formerly isolated Japan?" These are complicated questions they attempt to answer in their video essays when they seldom ever understand the theories they employ.

Yes, I understand this can sound elitist, but as a Black afab person who is currently in a doctoral program for literature, there aren't "easy" answers to any of the questions they attempt to pose, and many Youtubers who primarily make long-form video essays lack the life experience and expertise to sufficiently discuss anything. They're usually too set in their thoughts to answer or explore the broader implications of their claims. Defending a dissertation forces you to do this. Forming a committee of experts in various fields and convincing them to aid you in the development of your dissertation forces you to do this. Being in academic and cordial communication with your peers from all over the world in your field forces you to do this. It's not easy to constantly intake new information from various eras and nations (depending on your topic), meld this information into a coherent essay, and continually make edits as you learn new information, thus changing your outlook on things. Also: it's really petty of me, but it's also incredibly annoying to grade poorly researched undergrad essays who, after some prompting in office hours, say they got these ideas on books, movies, and shows from breadtubers like Somerton, SZ, FD Signifier, or hbomberguy. Cue: me going to watch their videos and realizing they have no idea what they're talking about 88% of the time in terms of theory and application of said theory. Even the ones who frame themselves on being educators in real life, like Signifier, lack any nuance, depth, or media literacy to make a compelling argument if you know even the slightest bit of information. On the bright side, I now know why I've encountered several students with ideologies that are basically conservatism with a veneer of progressivism, or "conservatism in a queer hat."

This concludes my long-winded way of saying "Don't turn to Youtubers for media analysis. You're better off just reading articles by people who have to actually know what they're talking about. The majority of Youtubers (especially the breadtubers) don't have the bandwidth to discuss anything more complex than an episode of Blue's Clues."

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I mostly agree, but I'd point to a slightly different problem. I'm hesitant to say that the PhD itself is the deciding factor, but I do think a lot of video essayists are insufficiently prepared.

I'm a big fan of Folding Ideas who does have some formal schooling in film, but I don't think it's that education per se that makes him great. He sets himself apart from other video essayists by actually doing his research and having an in-depth approach to his subjects. He doesn't resort to clickbait, and—here's the key—he often takes months or even a year to work on something.

Honestly, I think that's a big part of it: the hoops most youtubers who want to make a living at it have to jump through involve a lot of clickbait and pandering and a fast production schedule. They don't involve reputable peer review except by the court of shriek-y public opinion on twitter.

They'd like to present themselves as documentary filmmaking (which is essentially what Folding Ideas' longer videos are), but they don't actually live up to any of the usual standards of that either.

I think it can be elitist to say that someone needs to have certain letters after their name, yes, but what really strikes me about your average youtube media analysis type and the fanbase is that they want shortcuts.

Exploring the whole history of the gay novel so that you have enough background to talk about CMBYN means reading quite a few novels. Even if you decide to throw out all past scholarly opinion on the topic (which you shouldn't), if you're going to have a meaningful personal theory, you need to have read a lot of novels first. How can you hope to be the person providing the neat overview of the whole genre if you haven't familiarized yourself widely with said genre, and not just through a summary by someone else? That amount of reading doesn't happen overnight.

The trite, surface-level media analysis online is often from people who want to be hailed as great intellectuals but who aren't willing to put in the years it takes to do all the background reading and to develop their skills in argumentation, writing, etc.

Grad school is a convenient and probably faster way to go about all that, but I think you could do it outside of a formal framework... But you would need to actually do it.

I think it's driven by a bunch of people who were The Smart One in grade school and never learned how to work hard on long-term projects instead of pushing through in a sprint. They're used to relying on being the smartest to cut corners and do things before they get bored, only they probably aren't the smartest anymore anyway, and they mistake being smart at one thing for being smart at all things.

There's a real lack of respect for the entire concept of expertise.

[transmutationisms]

have you seen any luca guadagnino films/any thoughts on him?

i thought bones and all was thematically incoherent and his suspiria remake like, had political commentary ambitions in the first third or so and then had completely dropped them by the end lol. cmbyn sort of works as a coming of age story except that like the other two it really lacks a lot of attention to character writing and psychological depth. i think this makes me sounds like a huge hater, which in this particular case im genuinely not; guadagnino has consistently been easy for me to watch if for no other reason than that his cinematographer(s?) are talented. i don't think every movie needs to be a daring political statement or psychodrama but i do think guadagnino sometimes sets up those genres and then demonstrates no interest in following through on the conceptual work they entail. like he's fine he's kind of slick. it's like the monet water lilies of cinema

[fadelbison]

Do it. Complain about CMBYN. I wanna know so bad.

I love how everytime I'm like "no, I don't want to be a gremlin" you guys see through my FLIMSY excuses. Here goes: The reaction I get to people who simply LOVE CMBYN is a little like if someone told me their favorite color was beige. I mean...that's certainly a color and it's a perfectly good color, necessary even at times in the context of a palette but ????? It's fine. That's kind of the problem. It's not even bad. When someone loves Sharknado it's like go live your life you funky little freak. But CMBYN? jailbait twink falls for the only fuckable man in his very rural vicinity...that's your favorite? are you absolutely sure? are you sure you're not just a fan of the Italian countryside???

And that's the other thing, every time I've probed anyone (which is only twice) with why they love CMBYN so much, it kind of boils down to how beautiful the Italian countryside is. And I agree. The Italian countryside *is* a beautiful backdrop to fall in love. So beautiful in fact that it's easy, to the point of commonplace. Simply, it's the idiot's setting of falling in love. I could fall in love with my mortal enemy in the Italian countryside. With Sufjan Steven's Mystery of Love playing in the background I could fall in love with a piece of rotting wood. Now *my* favorite movies are Moonlight and God's Own Country which as two character centric queer romance narratives fall more or less within the same genre as CMBYN but- i don't know it feels blasphemous to even compare them. Like I'm making fun of a three year old for trying to draw Starry Night. Anyhow, I read CMBYN was Khaotung's favorite movie (or book???) and immediately the share market prices DROPPED. Unfortunately, they were so high to begin with that he's still my bias though joong is making a valiant effort to overtake him. The only silver lining was thinking about how Khaotung definitely either made sure to see First's poop after reading CMBYN or he thinks about First's poop to this very day and wonders if he should ask to see it or if it's too weird.

[starkeygirls]

not the same queer anon but, how do you feel about the sex scenes? are they credible? are they intense/hot? cause sometimes actors can’t really manage to pull credibility when it comes to sex so i’m curious

hi!!! welcome ◡̈ pls see my thoughts below the cut! as well as potential spoilers / mentions of content i’ve seen spoiled already!!

in short, i liked the sex scenes in the sense of i don’t feel they were rushed, too long, vulgar, etc. i felt each scene had a purpose.

the first one i wasn’t expecting to see… everything? LOL which by everything i mean i wasn’t ready for a wiener in my face like 10 mins in. however! sets the vibe, and also kinda prepares (?) you for the rest of the movie.

the later one (which has been leaked), i personally thought it was well done. i think both drew and daniel were fantastic. i cannot claim to know what m/m sex looks like, but i thought for a movie… it was good. didn’t think it lasted too long nor was it rushed.

i’ll throw in the bj scene as well (also leaked) - i think the whole scene leading up to it was funny, broke a lot of tension, and then it was passionate?? no dialogue but i don’t think it needed it.

long story long, i also didn’t feel like this had a “peach” scene like cmbyn did, but also shows you what’s kinda desired? i didn’t feel like the challengers did so i appreciated “seeing behind the curtain” if you wanna call it that?

once again sorry for rambling LOL

[kpforpresident]

CMBYN

Summer 1983

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The summer night Clarke met Lexa was hot and syrupy, with sunlight streaming in thick buttery ribbons through the dappled olive trees that dotted the Griffin’s family villa. Clarke had boarded the hours-long flight with her parents every May for as long as she could remember, spending their summers in the northern tip of Italy so that her father could spend the long days studying languages and history and archeology, so far from their home outside of Boston. Clarke and Abby good-naturedly came along for the months in the sun, surrounded by the heavily laden fruit trees and long hot days. Abby was able to spend the long months away from her co-owned medical practice due to her senior standing, Clarke afforded flexibility through her private school leniency and natural ability to excel despite missing the last month of school since she could walk.

Clarke and Raven had been sitting on the edge of the warm terracotta roof, legs swinging idly over the edge of the gutters as a shiny green car pulled up to the front of the house, gravel spattering beneath its wheels. Clarke and Raven exchanged a long-suffering glance as the car slowed, and then stopped, a shadowy figure peering out of the back window with their face obscured by the hot sum beaming onto the glass. Raven, Clarke’s summer friend of many years, had watched with half-baked amusement every summer as another wide-eyed young Ph.D. student had climbed out of similar hired cars, mouths agape and eyes shining as they drank in the sight of the imposing villa, ready to spend their summer soaking in the Italian sunshine and collaborating with Mr. Griffin on a variety of archeological subjects of varying degrees of vague interest to Clarke. 

Clarke turned to Raven, prepared to make another joke about spending another summer listening to the pretentious drivel of yet another soggy white man when the car door opened hesitantly, revealing the slender ankle of someone who was most definitely not a man. A slim hand rose to shield light green eyes as the woman tilted her head up to gaze at the villa, shiny brown hair glimmering over a freckled dotted shoulder. Jake and Abby burst from the battered wooden door hand in hand, the mystery woman revealing a perfect set of white teeth as she set down a small suitcase to warmly shake their hands. The three then head into the cool tiled interior of the villa, her bag in Jake’s right hand as he ushers her in.

A quiet cackle burst from Raven’s mouth as she observed the slightly vacant expression on Clarke’s face as she greedily drank in the sight of her father’s newest protegee. 

“Oh C, you are well and truly fucked.”

[nouearth]

hallo! i just saw this post and i wanted to ask, do you have any gay movie recs? i desperately need some that aren’t pedophilic or weird 🙏🏽

💌 : i'm gonna try to avoid the famous ones like moonlight, brokeback mountain, cmbyn, etc., since i assume you already know those! i don't wanna spoil you, but i would search up some trigger warnings of the films you're interested in before watching!

all of us strangers (2023):

A screenwriter drawn back to his childhood home enters into a fledgling relationship with his downstairs neighbor while discovering a mysterious new way to heal from losing his parents 30 years ago.

has to be one of my favorite movies, PERIOD, in recent memory. it is pretty heavy, but i think it's beautifully made and acted. plus, it has paul mescal and that's always a plus! 🥲

the way he looks (2014):

Leonardo is a blind teenager dealing with an overprotective mother while trying to live a more independent life. To the disappointment of his best friend, Giovana, he plans to go on an exchange program abroad. When Gabriel, a new student in town, arrives at their classroom, new feelings blossom in Leonardo making him question his plans.

your name engraved herein (2020):

In 1987, as martial law ends in Taiwan, Jia-han and Birdy fall in love amid family pressures, homophobia and social stigma.

young soul rebels (1991):

Two disc jockeys have a friend’s murder to solve in the fringe-group melting pot of 1977 London.

god's own country (2017):

Spring. Yorkshire. Young farmer Johnny Saxby numbs his daily frustrations with binge drinking and casual sex, until the arrival of a Romanian migrant worker for lambing season ignites an intense relationship that sets Johnny on a new path.

maurice (1987):

Two English school chums find themselves falling in love at Cambridge. To regain his place in society, Clive gives up Maurice and marries. While staying with Clive and his wife, Maurice discovers romance in the arms of the gamekeeper Alec.

[ficfinding]

hey, i’m trying to find an old cmbyn fic on ao3. I think it was set relatively modern day but it basically consisted of elio getting stoned and then horny in front of oliver’s friends. I’m pretty sure there were 3/4 chapters and maybe the third one had oliver’s friends come over and watch them. Can’t remember the authors name or rough word count but i think it was maybe updated during lockdown? Thanks!

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