Do U Understand How Fucking Deeply Upset It Makes Me When I Remember That Anytime I Say “a Little Life”

Just saw someone on Instagram say closing a little life by hanya yanaghihara feels like losing a close friend because of how real all the characters feel and it’s exactly how it felt to finish it for the first time

if….if we’re doing headcanons,,,,,jude + willem domesticity?? 👉👈

Gonna hijack this ask a little bit and give you domesticness from their college days + including JB and Malcolm (partly bc I don’t really have any domestic headcanons from Jude + Willem’s middle age years, partly bc I’m an absolute fiend for the boys and their college days)

- Late night talks as they lay in their bunk beds, hands reaching out for each other in laughter, voices growing quieter when one of them falls asleep

- Jude bringing back leftover cookies and sweets from Batter that Allison gives him

- Leaving each other notes on their desks, reminders and bits of encouragement when they have exams. JB draws crude doodles on the notes.

- Sharing EVERYTHING with each other. They often don’t even have to ask to borrow something

- Being unable to remain in fights/arguments for long, by the end of the night they’re back to talking with each other

- Taking care of their friend when one of them inevitably gets sick from Pho Viet Huong

- Inside jokes! So. Many. Inside jokes. Gets to the point where their other shared friends outside of their little group begin to get annoyed

- Making abhorrent food combinations together because they’re broke. Jude’s always turns out the best, and they marvel at how he can take the most dismal, meagre ingredients and create a delicious meal.

- Evening walks around Boston. Sometimes they’re very talkative, jumping from one topic to another. Sometimes, they just enjoy the quiet and each others company.

- Constant, endless, silly teasing. Ex. Calling Willem their “diversity hire” for being the only one of them who is white.

- On that note, being incredibly defensive of each other when outsiders overstep the boundaries. No one’s allowed to talk shit about them except each other, especially Jude. So much as look at him and his crutches in a vaguely judgemental way, and your life will be ruined by dawn break

- Getting tiny potted plants to keep in their room and taking care of them. They keep little schedules for who waters and when, marvelling at the plants as they grow

- Going to plays and movies and events together, the four of them attached at the hip, moving as a monolith, smothering their laughter behind their hands as people around them glare but not caring because they’re so enamoured in the joy and pleasure of each other

- After wild nights out, taking care of each other when they’re drunk/hangover, whoever’s the most sober dragging the others down the block or onto the subway, cleaning them up and tucking them into bed, in the morning sitting by their bed as they get ill.

- Taking Jude’s crutches (with permission of course) whenever they need an excuse for something. “Oh, I missed the midterm because I got injured, can I retake it?”

- Being each others family for graduation, whooping and whistling loudly in the crowd, taking thousands of silly pictures afterwards

- Talking shit about the professors, the TAs, the staff that they hate. Snickering to each other whenever one of them walk past them in the hallways

- Reading with each other, reading to each other, leaving notes in the back pages of books, swapping novels and magazines

- Late night subway rides, trying to make themselves heard over the clunky clatter of the subway trains, swaying in their spots as they clutch the hanging straps

it’s like have you ever heard of real life before. so many people kill themselves, and the fact that the book isn’t wrapped up in a neat little bow of beginning, conflict and resolution like most books does not mean jude is bad representation. it demonstrates an anti brain function ideology that actually makes me go crazy… say you didn’t like it because you want everyone to be happy ever after! guess what! suicide doesn’t make sense, and thousands of people never get a happy ever after.

people in the a little life tag being like "jude st francis is bad representation because there is no moral resolution for his trauma" i am BEGGING you to shut the fuck up

glenn gould is lowkey so jude coded question mark

cried about Jude St. Francis today will probably cry about him tomorrow

whenever i see a fairly attractive sad looking guy im like omg jude

Friendly reminder that this is how Andy and Jude greet each other every time 💜

he has the essence of jude idk

thinking about how jude didn’t like having his photo taken and how after he died that meant harold and julia didn’t have many photos to remember him by