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See you again by yesnook
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[complete]Aftermath of call me by your name... 2 years have passed sense Elio and Oliver said goodbye when Oliver is offered a summer job in Italy, and what are the odds that the location is in the exact town where he met Elio. With Elio's name in his mind Oliver accepts the job and heads towards Italy, and the love of his life.
𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 • 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡é𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐭 by joonsmos
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" 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙢𝙗𝙮𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨 " " 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙡𝙪𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙯𝙞𝙣𝙜 " [𝙎𝙊𝘾𝙄𝘼𝙇 𝙈𝙀𝘿𝙄𝘼 𝘼𝙐]
I'll Call You by Mine (boyxboy) by Tomlinsparks
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"Call me by your name and I'll call you by mine" A continuation of Elio and Oliver's story after he sits at the fireplace. Months later, Elio and Oliver connect again. But is it for better or for worse? Is it better to speak or to die? Elio gets the chance to visit America. But will it be the trip of his dreams, or a trip right back to the fireplace?
Call Me By Your Name by Similly
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This contains violence and bad words. Read on your own risk.
I remember everything ― a Call Me By Your Name short story by mysteryofloves
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The events of the next two years that follow the end of the book. For those who only watched the movie (which I haven't yet, therefore I have no knowledge of how it ends and this is not based in it), here follows a quick explanation: Elio and Oliver meet again three times after that summer: one during Christmas in 1983, one in the States in 1996 for a drink at a hotel bar and one last time back in the summerhouse twenty years after their first encounter, just for a night, as he was passing through cities. The end of the book goes as: ❝Twenty years was yesterday, and yesterday was just earlier this morning, and morning seemed light-years away. "I'm like you," he said. "I remember everything." I stopped for a second. If you remember everything, I wanted to say, and if you are really like me, then before you leave tomorrow, or when you're just ready to shut the door of the taxi and have already said goodbye to everyone else and there's not a thing left to say in this life, then, just this once, turn to me, even in jest, or as an afterthought, which would have meant everything to me when we were together, and, as you did back then, look me in the face, hold my gaze, and call me by your name.❞ [word count: 14047] I do hope you enjoy this. It is the first time I come forward with a piece of work so intimate and that I'm extremely proud of, and one that bears my signature and not a pseudonym or anonymity. Feel free to leave your constructive critics and general comments, I'd love to hear them all. Have a great reading. ⚘