your childhood best friend has come a long way from the shy, scrawny kid he used to be. now, everyone either wants to be him or be with him.

it felt like it happened overnight, with how fast he changed. now he's a pretty boy with intelligence and strength to match his looks.

now that he's completely different from the boy you knew, you thought he will abandon you. after all, he always has a crowd forming around him. he gets invitations to wild parties and other events, he gets asked out by a lot of people in one day...

yet, he never did. when he spots you, he makes his way towards you, even if there's a crowd. when he gets invited, he invites you. he doesn't go if you're not there, even if you encourage him to have fun without you.

you're proud of his progress. you really are. you would have loved him the same either way-- if he was the same boy from back then, or the man he is right now.

"is that more interesting than me?" he slides into the seat next to you, very, very close, eyeing your lunch. he says it teasingly, but his gaze looks like it's gonna burn holes through your food.

you never notice. like always, you're oblivious.

you laugh, pushing him away. "i'm eating! you were the one getting crowded by everyone." you think all of his comments are just jokes. he pouts then. "you weren't looking at me at all... did i get ugly or something and no one's telling me?" he pats his hair and his face to bring attention to it.

you shake your head. "of course not. you're always the most beautiful guy here."

your casual compliment is like a drug to his system. the pout gives way to a bright grin. "i know, right?" he puffs out his chest to make you giggle more. he likes making you laugh.

he likes you.

it's just... why are you so bad at noticing him?

yeah, you're his friend. his best friend. you've noticed him plenty of times, sure, but that's not what he means.

he wants you to notice him. him.

yet, you don't give him the attention he needs.

what, do you think he changed his looks because of some need to be better? no. well, yes, but 'being better' was for you. no one else. he doesn't care about anyone's attention on him if it isn't you.

maybe that's why, like a dog, he eats up any lowly scraps you're willing to give him. he feels euphoric when you compliment him. any feature you noticed, he makes sure to enhance it the next day so you keep paying attention to him.

hell, the reason he even started to change was because he was jealous! you fawning over fictional characters or actors, or god forbid, an actual person, was the worst thing in the world. it felt like he was getting stabbed a thousand times over. he needs to prove himself. he needs to make sure your attention is on him only, no one else.

that backfired, as now he gets attention from insignificant human beings that aren't you. it pisses him off, actually. he'll never like them, can they not get the hint? there's a reason he mopes around at home when you can't go to somewhere he was invited to because you're busy or whatever else. he only has fun with you.

oh, and inanimate objects aren't safe either. he'll buy the exact copy of an object and utterly destroy it in his room because you paid attention to it more than him.

he's normal!

"let's eat my lunch, okay?" he pushes away your lunch, putting the mouthwatering lunch of his on the table instead. anything his is yours, and that means his jealousy isn't that potent when you're dealing with his things.

more richy hi I got lazy thatsg why the microphone thing on his headphone s isn’t there

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"It means the watcher is finally off: no audience requiring a performance, no timeline imposing closure, no demand to feel a certain way by a certain date. For people who aren’t watched by default, that’s an ordinary condition; they reach it often. For many autistics, it’s rare. The audience went internal a long time ago, so emptying the room isn’t enough — the monitor has to stand down too.

Alastor gets kidnapped by Vox,but the hotel crew turns off all their phones, TV, social media to prevent getting hypnotized. So they don't see any of Vox"a broadcasts about his successful capture for several days

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Oh my God, I can totally see this being how it goes down.

And the way they find out is Vox broadcasting that he’s captured the Radio Demon. But by then Alastor has been in his clutches, nursing an angelic wound that won’t heal.

And it hits them all at once, that Alastor has been injured this whole time, that they didn’t notice, that they didn’t bother to check on him to the point he was taken under their noses, that they were so blind to him and his suffering that it’s not apparent until thrust in their faces where they can’t ignore it! And in the worst way possible.

Think of the guilt that would follow! The realization that they let him slip through the cracks because they were too complacent.