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Professor Oak's Lab

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❝ Pokémon are special and need our special care! Just like every other living creature, they deserve our consideration and our respect. If we care for them the way we care for the ones we love, we’ll be able to live in peace as we learn about them and ourselves. My research has taught me that we need to deal with pokémon like we need to deal with people - as individuals - if we want to discover their mysteries… and not only does every pokémon I care for become part of my research, but they also become part of myself. ❞
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                professor oak’s lab is now closed ...

hello, everyone! i hope this message finds you in good spirits!

it’s been almost six full years since starting this blog and it’s been a truly amazing experience seeing what a little joke could turn into, how i could push myself to add a little brightness to the community ( and accept your kindness in return ), do giveaways, and have fun engaging in writing shenanigans and more. i’ve made a lot of great memories and friends along the way, and i’ve lost some too, but what i’ve taken away from this as a whole has made it all worth it. i only wish that i could have been more active in these six years than i actually was, but sometimes life has other plans. i’ve learned a lot here; being here has helped me in terms of my own mental health, my general outlook on life, getting through some really tough milestones, and other introspective things that have proved useful in my daily life.

i’ve tried to hang on to the possibility of running this account again, but it’s time i’m honest with myself and admit that it’s run it’s course. i’d rather not burn myself out trying to outlive this blogs purpose, and i’m very sorry for that. but this isn’t a bad thing, though! it’s healthy and natural to move on to other things and see what’s in store for the future. 

with that being said, i’ve decided to exist on more private rp blogs, so it’s possible you may run into me again someday, but all my appreciation is for everyone here today. i’m so thankful to everyone that’s stuck with me on this journey! and so happy that you’re all still writing and passionate about the muses that mean the most to you!

i’ve truly come to love professor oak and his memorable spirit in our time together; i hope i was able to capture his endearing presence and do him justice. i also hope that there will be many more professor oak blogs in the future, until the fandom is overrun by dozens of grandpas inviting everyone to the lab for tea. 

thank you from the bottom of my heart for welcoming me here, i mean it! please be safe and well for the upcoming holiday season! enjoy your diamond and pearl remasters if you get them, as well! 

good luck in all that you do, and know that when it feels like there’s no one that believes in you, that there’s at least one person that wants to see you thrive. 

take care, be great, your adventure awaits!

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love, professor oak & i. 

:-)

#i felt like it wouldnt be fair to not give a parting message so i hope it suffices!#not my best letter but its genuine#i wll check in on this blog for a couple weeks incase i get any messages#but otherwise best of luck!!!! happy early holidays!!
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hello, everyone! i hope the summer has been treating you well, and that you’ve been staying healthy and safe. just as a heads up i think im reaching the end of running this blog, which probably isn’t so strange since i’m hardly here anyway. but i thought you should all know, so that when the time comes, it isn’t seemingly out of left field. 

#ooc tag.
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timecapscle‌:

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‘ ah see…. ah guess ah’ll keep the coupon… ’

 “delightful!” professor oak is already moving on, bringing his bag to the table to unpack more goodies he brought from his travel. “you know, i think it will expire in a month, but sometimes if you bring it to the counter anyway, they’ll accept it late. i know that’s not really the best etiquette, so i suppose it’s a little dirty secret on my end, but-----that’s more of a kanto thing, i think - bargaining. small towns...”

his rambling dissolves into mutters as his attention shifts, then finally holds up a box.

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“aha! i brought you some tea!”

#timecapscle
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Anonymous asked:

Is it true that you and Miss Agatha were going to get married?

oakmd answered:
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“—No.”

 An uncomfortable silence follows, startling even Samuel himself for giving such a curt answer, and his immediate regret is evident in the way he backtracks, turning his head a fraction to stare softly at a sunspot on the floor. “…someone else.” 

There isn’t a day he doesn’t think about Lilium. College sweetheart, love of his life, mother of his son. But who is he to pretend his life has not been one abrupt tragedy after the other. Funerals everywhere, literal and figurative, leaving him to count his losses like fish in a pond. The killing silence at the end of the day as he stares at his phone, knowing there are so many people that can’t answer.

“Agatha was–” The professor closes his eyes. He does not like thinking about the two like this, side by side - in comparison - like some preposterous game.  “–my best friend. We grew up together.”

Up, and out. 

Marriage, friendship… it doesn’t matter. 

He doubts there is any reality anymore where they end up happy together. 

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#HELLO?????<.#WHEN DID I WRITE THIS AND WHERE DID MY TALENT GO DFNKSDG#death /
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bandagedbandit asked:

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❥ - a childhood memory
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 “What do you think the future is like for Champions?” Agatha asks, after sharing a considerable amount of time in silence, beneath a Wepear tree. She is sprawled in the grass next to Sam, crown to crown, the tips of her fingers tugging at the fringe of his hair.

“I don’t know.” He mumbles, his attention to the sound of a wheelbarrow that can be heard from the bottom of the hill. He counts the intervals of each squeak as they grow fainter the further they pass down the dirt road. Agatha is not amused. She asks again, a little impatiently, ‘What do you think the future is like for Champions?’– - and as the sound of her grumble reels him back in, he opens his eyes. 

Above them, the sun filters through the branches, making the leaves rustling in the breeze, much more vibrant. Bright green upon layers of bright green… 

“Like touching the sky, maybe.” He admits, quietly, while admiring the freckles of light against his skin. He’s not sure how true that is, but it seems like it could be. A lot of things seem like they could be. 

“That’s dumb.” She laughs, anyway. “Well, I think it’s like being on top of the world or - or - being the strongest to ever be! A future bigger than Pallet has ever seen!” Then, she rolls to her side. At least, from this position, the blush on her cheeks is hers, alone. “So… let’s each do our best, okay? And may the better trainer win.” 

Turning to press his cheek into the grass, he hums in agreement. Even the scent of the early morning rain, still lingering in the soil, feels like the catalyst to achieving their goals. They would do more than their best, wouldn’t they? As friends since as long as he can remember, they owe that much to one another. 

Another thought, crosses his mind, though. 

“Hey, Agatha…?” Picking up a fallen, white flower from the base of the tree, he studies it between his fingers. He remembers reading something about the Wepear tree in a gardening magazine, once. 

“We’ll be friends, no matter which one of us becomes Champion, right…?” 

( The Wepear flower, it said, is very pretty when it blooms, but the berry is bitter. )

“Right!”

And Sam, too young to ever worry about the price of winning, believes her.

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#do u ever read ur own thing and cry#nsgkngksd#HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I REBLOGGED THIS
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