Heyy, do you happen to know any fanfic with a similar plot to Call Me By Your Name? Like, one set in France where one of them moves in with the other for a while, maybe to study or something, and it's set in the 80/90s? It doesn’t need to have the age gap, I’m just looking for a story with the same vibe and aesthetic as the movie hahah. Thank uu 💞
Hi, anon! You're very welcome! So I think I get the vibes you're looking for, so here are some fics that I think fit that...
cherry red and gloomy blue by petricuor
Summer had never quite been like this before. Yes—it was still sticky, Diletta was the same as always and Louis’ family estate in the Italian countryside hadn’t changed one bit. However, something the young omega would’ve never expected was for a handsome, Italian alpha to completely turn his life upside down—hopefully for the better.
Epiphany by Jennifer_Kaid / @poetsreprieve
It was the summer of 1984 when Harry inherited his grandfather's estate and wealth. San Gimignano was a Tuscan village in Italy where he decided to move for final. That was it, that was where he would love, marry and live. His professor from college had retired in the village and lived with his family, so it was only natural that he bought a house next to his.
Never in the world had he imagined that his professor would have fathered the most beautiful boy; a nineteen year old lad with the knowledge of everything. The boy never failed to get on his nerves with his snarky comments and sun-kissed skin. It was impossible to resist his growing affection.
i think it was italy by toplinson
He’s been in Sicily three years when he meets him, pulled in by the soft gold skin and French accent and everything so painfully Harry
Just Like a Woman by superglass / @gaymoustache
The man startles up, blinking around before tilting his head up to catch Louis’ gaze. His eyes are wide and innocuous, like a child, and he parts his cherry lips in search of the words on his tongue. In French, jumbled conjugations and a smidge too much of an English accent: “Oui? Tout va bien?”
He shakes his head. And responds, in English: “Yeah, erm— what are you?”
An even more frightened look in return; even the little old landlord passing through the courtyard glances up at him like he’s gone crazy. “ Est-ce que tout se passe bien, Mr Tomlinson?”
“Oui, oui,” Louis says, waving him off with a flick of his wrist before focusing his attention back on the man and his daughters. Come on, he thinks, I’ve got to get this down before I forget. He repeats himself: “What are you?”
Lips spreading into an amused smile now, something sensational, an unbelievably charming smile. Oh god, Louis thinks. He’s probably too charming for his own good. “I’m… um… a person? Is this a trick question?”
or Louis is a writer living in Paris for the year. Harry is the charming art student and au pair of the family across the courtyard. Paris 1970s au.
