OKay guys I just like. Hyperventilated for like 5 minutes hahahahaha SO.
I saw this post about Tyler Seguin during the 2010 draft and noticed he came from the Plymouth Whalers. Which I dunno I didn’t know because I never looked it up.
So I grew up in Plymouth. My sister’s girlfriend went to high school in nearby Ann Arbor and said she knew some Whalers that went to her high school at the time. I was going to ask my sister if idk her gf had any memory of names or anything and then I was like. You know what. He and I would have been in the same graduating class….I went to Plymouth High School…. I might as well check something.
So I pulled out my big fucking 2009 yearbook because he started playing with the Whalers in 2008? so I figured 2009 was a safe bet? and I looked in the index to find nothing.
And I sort of lost hope. and then I pulled out my 2010 yearbook. just in case. just to check.
And this is what I find:
So I freak out and turn to the page of course.
And lo and behold. (and Idk if this crosses any lines Idk what protocol is regarding yearbook photos and respecting the privacy of NHL players but uh.)
There he is.
So yeah. I apparently graduated high school with Tyler Seguin. Now I’m like…wracking my memory trying to remember if he was in any of my classes but like even if he was I would have totally disregarded him because at the time I was an artsy gothic theater kid and turned up my nose at “jocks” and “preps” aka anyone who didn’t wear tripp pants (jk but idk I was an ass and there were way too many Tylers to keep track of anyway) and haha jokes on me now I guess.
While we were all grieving Hannah Baker, consumed with secretly hating everyone she blamed, we didn’t notice Alex and his kind soul. Warning spoilers below!!
Let’s be honest, the whole time we watched, we judged everyone in Hannah’s life, for not noticing the things that were changing about her, and how each of those things brought her closer to her death. Unlike Hannah’s people, we noticed the little things she’d say that—from our point of view—made it hella obvious she was suicidal.
I worried more for Tyler, the creepy photography kid. Everyone treated him like trash, constantly told to “disappear” and “go away”. Yet, in the end I found myself incredibly surprised Alex Standall tried to kill himself. After we hear the Principal tell Mr. Porter, Alex had shot himself— I found myself wondering, WTF did I miss?
The writers of 13 Reasons Why were incredibly clever in slipping his suicide in. It serves as a reminder that, it is NOT simple to determine if someone will commit suicide. More so, if they’ve never attempted to, leaving us with no reason to watch them so closely.
WTF did I miss?
If you go over 13 Reasons Why a second time— after knowing Alex shoots himself— you’ll see details you disregarded before, as anyone would. Take for example the small discussion Alex and Troy (from his band club) have. Alex is asked if hes alright by a girl in his band club. He responds Yes, and hesitantly says he’s overslept (a symptom of depression, btw). Less than a minute later he speaks about song choice with Troy:
Alex: If they want a spirit raiser how about “Gloomy Sunday”?
Troy: Are you serious? That song’s totally depressing.
Alex: Or it’s beautiful, if you have taste.
Troy: Or if you’re suicidal.
Alex then walks off. He takes a breath and runs his hands over his hair. We dismiss his reaction as one pertaining to Hannah’s own suicide, but in a second take, he might have already begun pondering his own.
Prior to this even, his clothing goes from colorful, to dark t-shirts. He repeatedly arrives late, and has been seeing a doctor regularly, as seen in episode 2 when the school office clerk makes a remark ( “another doctor’s note?”). He goes on to a physical altercation, and having bouts of anger as he rips “Suicide is not the answer” type posters from the school walls.
In episode 12, while Hannah’s reasons gather around to discuss why they must protect their secret and what their futures will lose, Alex says “I’ve got no plans, I’m good to tell the truth.”
He’s later seen at home, putting finishing touches on his newly clean and organized room.
All of his actions point to depression and suicidal ideation. Total plot twist and eye opener for those of us, *cough* me *cough* , who think they can pick up on suicidal cues.
*crosses finger for second season*
I know, the show did end rather nicely, but I’m attached to these characters now! There could be a whole separate story line for Alex Standall. We can assume he died, but what if he didn’t. I’m sure others will be affected by his act. I just want more okay?!
I wonder, what did you think of it all? Were you not surprised he shot himself? I’d love to hear about it!
A/N: Hi everyone! Here’s part 2 of Bestfriend Trouble! A lot of things are going to happen for this one. I hope you guys like this! Warning: This might be too cheesy for other people, especially near the end. HAHAHA. Enjoy!
Request: Can u do a imagine where Zach takes you to the dance and y'all do cute things like slow dance and all that.. and u can end it how u like it.
“Will you go with me, as my date, to the winter formal?” Zach finally asks after 10 minutes of clearing his throat, coughing and stalling. I laugh at him in response.
“Yeah, duh. Who else will I go with? You’re obliged to ask me since I’m your best friend.” I answer and he stares at me for a while with a confused look on his face.
“Well with that kind of reasoning, I should be asking Justin to the dance too since he’s also my bestfriend.” he mumbles under his breath but loud enough for me to hear while rolling his eyes.
“Yeah, Zach? I don’t get why you’re acting so odd for the past couple of days.” I reply as I lean back on my chair and cross my arms in front of my chest. He turns to face me and lets out a deep sigh.
“Look, I’m not asking you to the dance because I have to or because it’s my responsibility as your best friend.” he begins, adding finger quotations as he says the words “best friend”.
“I’m asking you to the dance because I genuinely want to go with you, Y/N. No one else, just you. Only you.” he continues and I give him a small smile.
“Alright, fine, okay, I’ll go to the dance with you. It’s not like I had a choice anyway.” I answer and he groans in frustration.
“Please don’t say yes because you don’t have a choice. Please don’t say yes if you feel like you’re just doing me a favor.” he says as he rubs the sides of his temples. I raise an eyebrow at him and shake my head before speaking.
“Okay, okay. I’m sorry, yes, I will go to the winter formal with you Mr. Zachary Dempsey. It will be my absolute pleasure to be your date.” I finally say and he lifts up his head to face me. There was a certain sparkle in his eyes, like he was ecstatic that I agreed to go with him to the dance.
The rest of Zach and I’s time in Monet’s was nothing out of the ordinary. After the whole conversation about the dance, we just got on with typical best friend stuff. He got us more food - celebratory pastries as Zach liked to call them - and he dropped me home after that.
There were only a few days left until the winter formal and I would be lying if I said that I wasn’t excited for it. If I’m being completely honest, I was excited to go to the dance and I was hoping - even to the point of praying - for Zach to ask me to be his date. However, I didn’t want to let anyone know just in case everything goes to hell. I didn’t want to expect anything because expectations lead you to disappointments. Fortunately, it looks like the stars have aligned and the Gods have listened to my prayers because so far, everything’s going great.
The night of the winter formal
Getting ready for a school dance is the most tedious task there is. You need the perfect dress and the right hairstyle to go with that dress. Not to mention your shoes also need to be flawless.
You, Reader, have made a deal with what you believed to be a fantasized version of your favorite YouTuber’s alter ego, Darkiplier after he’d visited you in a dream. You believed Darkiplier to only exist in your dreams and on Markiplier’s YouTube channel, but by some impossible way he’s real and he intends on collecting on your debt to him.
You whisper looking between the five people before you. Sean and Wade
had joined for the little gathering of minds. Mark had just told you
about the context of the box of mystery and stressed induced
wish I were joking, Y/N. We turned over the box to the police, but
since we don’t have a name and he hasn’t threatened you, there isn’t
a whole lot they can do.” Mark tells you, gauging your response to