ryethedarkrai

[ryethedarkrai]

((Chibi Rye posting, because yes.))

[ryethedarkrai]

Curse that old Fidough... took my phone...

I was meant to keep up on the updates, regarding my condition. I explained this to Doughnut, but he proceeded to still confiscate my personal device, under the pretense I needed sleep.

Well... He was not entirely wrong. About an hour without a screen in my face, I drifted off to the dream realm. Nothing important was really of note. I did not have a dream myself, but I have bore witness to many other dreams, some pleasant, some disturbing, some... I wish not to speak about.

But, what I don't remember, is sleeping for 5 days straight. Doughnut seemed elated that I had woken, asking me why I was asleep for so long. I merely shrugged, told him it had been a few hours at most. That was when he explained the news. The nurses had to monitor me while I was in that sleep induced coma, but said I would be fine, and that I simply needed the sleep. Something about being too stressed out... it wouldn't be the first time this happened.

Doughnut says I should be able to be released from the hospital today. I feel better, other than a few aches here and there, but nothing an oran berry cannot fix. I'll try not to fight anyone if I can't absolutely avoid it.

For now, I need to focus on myself... better myself... in the hopes I can get back with Colt and Empress...

[ryethedarkrai]

Day one of being in the hospital.

It's about what you'd expect. Food isn't the best, but you'll take anything when you're hungry. Speaking of, my boss, who insists on calling me his son still, came in to check on me. He's being really strict on not allowing visitors in my room, but I understand why he's being over protective in this instance.

Today, he brought over a cake. The text on it said "Congrats on your breakup." Not sure what that entailed, but. The cake was probably the best thing I could eat today.

As far as injuries go, it's hard for me to lay on my right side, but I'm sure the ribs will heal enough. Kinda sore, but that's the usual, I think.

They put me under this strange gas, fell asleep almost instantaneously, as if being hit by my own Dark Void. Something about surgery... Can't remember. But I had the weirdest dream, it felt real. Too real.

I was in a forest, somewhere around my old cave where I used to live. It was dark out, aside from the moonlight from a newly formed crescent. Relatively peaceful night, all things considered. I remember floating around aimlessly without a clear purpose until I came across a lake. This lake was familiar to me, one I freeze over to make a ice rink out of. But I didn't do that this time. I stayed on the shore, peering into the water, watching the still water reflect the moonlight. It got me thinking about some things, reminiscing of past memories where I used to be happy, wondering if I was content with life. To be honest. I'm not sure...

Maybe I'll figure it out one day. Today isn't one of those days...

[ryethedarkrai]

Soooooo. About my last post. Um.

I broke up with my girlfriend as well. I didn't want to hurt her the same way I hurt Colt... But I think I made things worse in the process.

Yeah I got my ass beat up again... In the hospital again. They're going to keep me here for an entire week to make sure I heal properly and not end up with more broken ribs... ow.

Nearly lost my eye this time thanks to my son.

A good moral to this story. Don't get into relationships you aren't ready for.

A lesson I need to learn for myself... sigh.

If anyone needs me, I'll be here. I guess. Not for too long, I feel sleepy...

[ryethedarkrai]

Been a while since I posted. Yeah um. My phone broke. Just got a new one.

Bunch of shit happened in my absence online. Colt and I broke up. Almost died beating up a Necrozma. You know, typical Tuesday shenanigans...

Except not really.

I'll go into detail later. I'm alright, had a few broken ribs, but they're healing up pretty well I think.

[ryethedarkrai]

((Follow up on the last post, I colored the drawing!! This is just his canon design now, lmao.))

[ryethedarkrai]

Felt cute today. Put on one of these "Crop-Top Hoodies" with the striped socks. It feels kinda cozy, especially with a cup of tea.

Apparently this is one of those... "femboy" outfits? Or whatever. I don't care, I feel comfortable. Might not wear this every day, but for now... why do I care about what anyone thinks?

[ryethedarkrai]

Something tragic happened today.

So. You know. My boyfriend, Colt. He's a Buizel, an alpha bui at that, so he's already pretty tall, but not taller than me, obviously.

That used to be the case until yesterday... He claims an ice stone was in his cup of tea and he drank it, likely swallowed the stone as well and that's what caused his evolution. An ice type Floatzel... an ALPHA Floatzel.

HE'S ALMOST AN ENTIRE FOOT TALLER THAN ME. WITH MY LEGS.

And don't even get me started with Empress- She's a Pheromosa, really chill one too. (Still don't understand why she agreed to go on a date with a Darkrai as random as me, honestly thought she'd turn me down but maybe she took pity on me, or found me endearing as I was so bold to straight up ask her...) Empress is taller than Colt. Like. An entire foot or so taller than COLT.

WHY AM I THE SHORT ONE. I DON'T LIKE IT HERE.

[ryethedarkrai]

I still don't understand why he asked me to put on these socks... they feel rather uncomfortable.

Also WHAT ARE THESE TAGS. COLT EXPLAIN.

Soo.. i asked Rye for a picture and i asked him to… uhh get on eye level with me because i’m quite short compared to him… and um, ill just let the image talk for himself

((Thank you @akiraemiko for this sketch!))

[ryethedarkrai]

I'm afraid of very little things.

But 46 Wurmples in a trench coat, all skittering towards you...

That's going to keep me awake for weeks.

((Based on a non-canon rp in a DISCORD server. He's clinging onto a tree branch for dear life.))

[ryethedarkrai]

Colt had something delivered to him via mail the other day, a pretty large pokepuff was inside it.

Though, I was looking at the box and grew curious. I wanted to see if I could fit in it.

I did. Maybe a bit too well. It's comfortable. I might sleep in it.

[ryethedarkrai]

Uh. To whom it may concern. I was interacting with someone and it appears my giant "thumb" of a finger accidentally blocked their account. Oops. I'll uh. Try not to do that again.

Not my fault I'm cursed with large claws for fingers.

[ryethedarkrai]

Curse the short genetics... Why couldn't I have been taller, or at least on par with my species...

4'9 is a much noticeable difference to 4'11, trust me. And you'd think I'd be fine if I stretch my legs out a little, but nooooo there's always gotta be some pokemon naturally taller...

Wish I could've been freakishly tall... though I might scare pokemon off more than I tend to do already. Meh, their loss.

[ryethedarkrai]

I regret to inform you all that the sleep did not in fact rid the feelings. It did the exact opposite.

I went to sleep as normal, but I then find myself in the Buizel's dream again. He didn't seem to mind as I sat down next to him, we had a small chat.

When I woke again, he wasn't there, but that was to be expected. I was off doing my own thing when the gay allegations were thrown at me. I fought them off, as per usual, but instead of being entirely dismissive, it made me think of Colt.

Colt, the kind little yet taller than average Buizel who's the most greatest pokemon I've had the pleasure of meeting. The very mon I look forward to spending my time with the most whenever I see him...

I buried my face in the dirt. But it wasn't long after that I heard his voice, calling to me. Asking if I wanted a cup of tea. I obliged, sitting down to take the cup and sat with him a spell yet again.

I talked to him about my frustrations with the allegations, which was short-lived as slight chaos ensued around us but it was likely for the better. Colt asked for another cuddle and I allowed him to. It felt nice... nicer than usual. He wrapped his tails around my arm at one point, it was... cute. He seemed embarrassed by this, but I informed him it was alright and I didn't mind it.

We sat in silence for a moment, and I could almost cut the thick tension with a sharpened blade. I felt my heart pounding in my chest in that instant, I'm surprised he didn't hear it. Or if he did, there wasn't any mention of it.

To break the silence, I asked him what he thought of me. I don't know why I chose this of all things but... Hearing what he said, how he reciprocated the same feelings I felt all this time. It warmed me. Much more than I'll admit... which is... basically admitting it at this point...

I think I understand what love is.

This would mean... I'm gay... for a Buizel. That is my best friend... Ugh.

Happy pride month, or whatever. I don't want to hear a single "I told you so", fuck off with that.

And yes, we're dating or whatever it's called. I think. Pretty sure.

[ryethedarkrai]

You know... I've been thinking about something that only came across my mind a few hours ago.

I was simply existing, resting in a forest clearing along with some other pokemon. Seemed like a lot of them were pretty close one way or another, as they were very cuddly. Either that, or someone failed to inform me it was national cuddle day, or whatever...

I see my friend Colt, and we have a little chat, discussing our days and expressing the current boredom prevelant, but we don't let it bother us. I overhear the Buizel muttering about wanting to be cuddled. I didn't think nothing of it at the time, offered him the opportunity to do so. The next thing I know, he's huddled next to me, sleeping peacefully. Must've been tired.

The more unusual part was how happy he seemed as he slept by my side. His two tails were moving in an erratic fashion I've never seen from him. I assumed he was dreaming, but... It wasn't a nightmare. This threw me for a loop, but I suspect he somehow managed to get his paws on a Lunar Wing.

Out of curiosity, I take a dip into his dream. Apparently, he was... dreaming about farming of all things. I guess that would be normal, considering in the waking world, he supposedly owns a rather large berry farm of his own. It's how he makes tea. But this farm was outrageously large. I saw him driving on this strange vehicle in the distance, gave him a wave and approached him, only to be met face to face with the very large Buizel. Now mind you, I'm not the tallest Darkrai around, I'm a mere 4'9", but I can stretch my legs to 6'4". I was standing on my feet. Colt stood right at my height. I understand this was simply a dream, and that he dreamt he was taller, but being at eye level with him was. Unsettling. Even more when he wrapped an arm around my shoulders... I'm shuddering just from remembering this.

But anyways, we had a small chat in the dream, which lead to me picking some berries that spontaneously grew out of nowhere. That's normal dream logic though. But as I did so, I started wondering something...

Why was I doing this?

Or rather... Something... I can't explain it. I felt this way once before.

I don't believe I've ever mentioned this, or perhaps I have. Colt and I have basically been best friends for a while now. Or at least, I personally consider him to be one. It's unusual how the friendship started, but I'm very grateful to have met him, otherwise I likely would have gone insane.

He's a nice guy, always giving out tea to the local folks, always making sure they're alright, giving berries to those who ask or are in need without any problems. Quite simple minded, but not in the wrong way. As in... there might be more to him that I hadn't quite figured out yet.

He's the leader of the Dawnwood region, so he's usually treated as a higher up. I never really did, I simply saw him as another pokemon in a sea of pokemon within the forest clearing that day...

I don't know why I spend so much time with him as I do. I believe it may be a normal thing friends do, though. I wouldn't know... He's one of the first friends I've ever had. He's chill. Rarely ever angry... And also a father? Honestly, quite respectable.

So... that kinda leads me to... now. As I said, I've been thinking a bit since the dream... How nice it would be if I spent a bit more time with Colt. It doesn't have to be anything extravagant either, simply being around him would be enough. Perhaps he could teach me how he brews his tea or something. We could exchange stories and the like... take a nap under a shady tree after an exhausting day, watch the moon rise, or something. That's something friends do... right?

But what if there were. More things... taking a walk somewhere, grabbing a bite to eat, chatting all the while. I could surprise him with a gift of something he likes. Maybe a tea maker? Or... something farming related. I dunno. I just want to see him smile. It makes me happy.

He in general makes me happy...

But. Why? W h y? I... I don't get it.

I don't get these... weird feelings.

Maybe this is a sign I should sleep tonight. I think that would be a good idea.

. . . Kind of regret not reciprocating the cuddle though... There's always tomorrow.

[ryethedarkrai]

Before anyone even gets an idea of asking: No. I do not have cake. Sorry to disappoint.

But why would you be disappointed? Weirdos...

[ryethedarkrai]

So...

A few weeks ago... maybe a month? I was working at the Fidough Bakery. Doughnut left me in charge to run the shop and also tasked me with making this new loaf of bread, Peanut Butter Bread, he called it.

For the record I HATE peanut butter, that stuff tastes awful.

I get to making the Arceus-awful loaf, baked it to near perfection, and the door opens. I see this little young Ralts enter. Super sweet kid. He mentions wanting to buy bread for his "Mapa" (I have no idea what this means either), and I show him our selection. I also made sure to advertise the peanut butter bread we had. The Ralts said he'd take two slices of it. I hand him the bread, he hands over the money, the Ralts leaves and everything was fine.

And then I said "Who the hell sends their child alone to a bakery with no supervision?!" So of course, after I turn off the oven, I go looking for the guy. Couldn't have gone far.

I did find him. Face down on the concrete... unmoving. I thought someone might have attacked him, so I picked him up and carried him back to the bakery.

Um. Turns out. He um. Didn't... get attacked.

Moral of today's story. Peanut butter fucking sucks. Don't eat it.