Isadora Smackle

Smack's the name and magic's my game. Very nice to meet ya.

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Date Night in the Library

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“I got snacks.” Farkle blurted out, hurrying over the table that held a large bowl of popcorn and various sweets. “And there’s butterbeer and water. I wasn’t sure which you would prefer. It’s been a long time since the last time we had a date.” He faltered, not knowing if it was wrong of him to point it out. He brushed the thought away, Isadora knew how long it has been, she was present for the last one and understood the passage of time that had appropriated the days, weeks, months, year since then.

He gestured at the pile of blankets and pillows, “And Star Wars is ready for us. All I have to do is press play.”

Moving closer towards him she surveyed the area, the elaborate set up of blankets and pillows causing her to smile. "Water is fine, dearest." Smackle said taking a seat. Looking up at him she gestured to the space next to her. "I'd assume you'd like to accompany me as we watch this installment?" 

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Date Night in the Library

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Looking up at Isadora as she hung at the entrance of the aisle was like drinking from a cool glass of water- steadying all of his nerves and he no longer had to consciously keep his hands still. A small blush coming to his cheeks at her compliment, “I try.” He responded, not saying that this had not been his idea. He instead had gotten from the wonder that is Google. They hadn’t recommended a Star Wars marathon for it, that had been his.

Taking several steps to reach her, not stopping until he was more than close enough, definitely invading her personal space with his lanky body. He thought for a short second that he should kiss her, but ruled it out as it wasn’t time yet. Then several words and sentences came to mind, but they went unsaid. He wanted to take things slow, and pouring everything onto her will only make her think that his heart wasn’t in the place that it was. Instead, he stared at her with a small smile while his heart thumped slowly, saying a simple, “Hey.”

Having him stand so close made her hyper aware of everything. She noticed the way her cheeks flushed, the way her palms went sweaty, and the hard pulses of her heart. Straightening out in front of him she noticed him. The way he was over-calculating and over-analyzing every move, the way his body radiated a familiar warmth, the way his soft smile said everything she needed to hear.

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled back at him, "Hey."

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Date Night in the Library

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Farkle had spent longer than he would ever admit preparing for this date with Isadora. He thought the normative when couples were getting back together was that it was very easy and calm. He had been pent up with nerves since they had agreed upon a date. Setting the time and day was simple enough, and then bribing the librarian had been surprisingly easy{she had a weird fascination for muggle romance books, and Farkle only had to get a few Nicolas Sparks books from Amazon to placate her}. Setting everything up hadn’t been the easiest, but it was work that kept his mind focused on the moment and not worrying. The hardest was the waiting. 

He had rented out the Geography section in the school library, it was near the front yet still isolated and always managed to be the least popular aisles. For now, though, this section did not exist with the help of a disappearing charm only he, Isadora, and the librarian was able to see past. With a few kind words to the house elves, Farkle was able to score some accidentally dyed blankets and pillows that met their colorful demise from a badly thought out laundry load. Each house had their students’ bedclothes be their designated house colors that the school provided, but these were purples, oranges, yellows, blues, and greens that no longer met set standards and were now strategically arranged into a large pillow fort. Systematically on the floor or weaving from the bookcases with candles, that had been charmed not to light anything on fire or drip burning wax, floating intermittently between them to cast a warm glow. Lying atop the neatly skewed pillows was portable DVD player that he always sneaked with him to Hogwarts, a Star Wars marathon queued onto it. Farkle set down the popcorn and cooled butterbeer on a table he had commandeered for the occasion, all that was missing now as his date.

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Since she and Farkle decided that they were to try dating again Isadora, to put it simply, felt like she was walking on air. Knowing that things had the chance to return back to the way they had been had a positive effect on her overall mood and everyone could tell. She gave herself a once over in the mirror and used her middle finger to clean up the soft pink lipstick she had taken the time to apply.

Pushing the large doors open to the library she looked around for a moment before heading off to where Farkle said he would be. Peeking out of the corner of the shelves were blankets and candles, a smile growing on her face when she realized what he had planned. Hanging on to the opposite side of the shelf she caught his attention. "You always seem to be full of great ideas. It's one of the qualities I admire most about you."

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news | Tedora

Isadora: Oh a new friend?

Isadora: We can meet in the common room and look at it?

Teddy: Yes, Carter, he is in Slytherin

Teddy: That would be great! I'm sure there is much to discuss.

Teddy: What have you done today?

Isadora: Oh I like him.

Isadora: I've studied some and reorganized my bookshelf.

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news | Tedora

Teddy: Hey, Isadora, I think I may have just made a new friend.

Teddy: And I finally received the books on psychology that I ordered if you'd like to meet up later and look over them with me

Isadora: Oh a new friend?

Isadora: We can meet in the common room and look at it?

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The Sun

The Sun: What was the happiest moment of your muse's life?"The day i felt truly accepted into my group of friends."

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The Hierophant

The Hierophant: What is one rule or law your muse would never break"Every rule needs to be broken at least once."

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How did you feel about when Farkle slept with another person?

"What Farkle's relations are with another is none of my business. That circumstance doesn't change the depth of validity of my feelings."

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Put a tarot card in my inbox and I'll answer the question!

The Fool: What is the stupidest thing your muse has ever done?

The Empress: What would your muse name their children?

Judgement: Would your muse ever go back to their most recent ex-lover?

The World: What has been your muse's greatest success?

The Sun: What was the happiest moment of your muse's life?

Wheel of Fortune: Does your muse believe in luck?

The Hierophant: What is one rule or law your muse would never break?

Strength: Name a time when your muse had to be strong in the face of danger or trouble.

The Star: If your muse had one wish, what would it be?

The Magician: What would your muse draw if given paper and markers?

The Emperor: Name a time your muse has broken the rules.

Death: If your muse had to change something about themselves, what would they change?

The Chariot: If your muse ruled the world, what would they change first?

The High Priestess: What is the smartest thing your muse has ever done?

Temperance: Would your muse remain calm despite the worst circumstances?

The Lovers: At what age did your muse first fall in love?

The Hermit: If your muse were trapped alone on an island, name three things they'd have to have..

The Moon: Has your muse ever had something unexplained happen to them? If so, what?

Justice: What's something your muse has been dying to admit or confess?

The Hanged Man: Name a bad habit your muse can't give up.

The Devil: What was the worst relationship your muse has ever had?

The Tower: What event would trigger your muse's breaking point?

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Past Patiently Waiting || Smarkle

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This was not what he had expected to happen when he came to the library, read a few books, do some studying, talk to Gladys the librarian. The usual things for himself, Farkle never wanted to have to see the pained look in Isadora’s eyes. It made his chest squeeze painfully, no longer able to meet her eyes. 

“Don’t apologize. That was cruel of me to say.” He conceded,”The feelings are there for both of us. What I mean to say is that it takes more than just feelings to have a working relationship. We should take things slow for now, perhaps starts with a date?”

Smackle looked at him from behind the small curtain of hair that had fallen in front of her face. “A date? I’d...like that a lot Farkle.” 

To anyone else you’d assume the conversation would be over. But they weren’t done just yet, as Smackle still had one question left. “The -esis. What’s our esis?”

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Past Patiently Waiting || Smarkle

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Her words caused a frown to come on to his face, he knew had the tendency to blame himself for a lot of things despite what others would say. Farkle held the idea that responsibility was a lot broader of a term than the general populace assumed. His thoughts gave him the courage to ask the one question that had been lighting up his brain. 

“Isadora, are you positive that you want to get back together? Or is this some other kind of psychological evasion that is causing you to revert back to wanting to be with me?” He chuckled morbidly, “You got free of me once. Do you really want to return to having an intimate relationship with me?”

Feelings. She had never been good with feelings. How is it possible that the greatest thing in a human, the brain, could cause someone to feel something? Isadora never quite understood it all, always feeling like she was short just a few steps. But sitting here with Farkle, questioning her ‘feelings’ made her stop and pull away.

Staring at her hands on the table, she spoke quietly, “I had been sure of it until now. Because perhaps maybe you are right and I don’t fully comprehend the subject at hand. My apologies.”

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Past Patiently Waiting || Smarkle

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farkleminklet:

Farkle held in a groan, if he had known this he might have behaved differently. He didn’t want to pull a 3rd season Ross and start having breakdowns while yelling. “O-oh.” He grimaced uncomfortably. 

This only seemed to solidify the evidence on how he mistreated her. “I owe you another apology, my dear friend-esis.” He drew his hand away from hers. “If I had known-” Farkle wouldn’t lie to her, he didn’t regret the time he spent with a certain other Ravenclaw, but he needn’t bring it up. “I doubt I have been the easiest ex to deal with.” Especially when those horrid paintings started saying all the rumors that Farkle had been inadvertently smeared in.

“Don’t think this is your fault Dearest,” She told him with a mall smile. For once in their relationship she had not used her words an she had to deal with the repercussions of that action. “I wouldn’t know any other kind of ex, considering Aurora left.”

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Past Patiently Waiting || Smarkle

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“My hand is always there for you to hold.” Farkle reassured her, sliding his fingers to graze against hers in the softest touch. 

“I don’t know where to begin either.” He responded, is brow furrowed in thought. “Actually, I do have one question. When did your feelings return? I thought when we broke up, it was in mutual agreement.”

At his words she smiled softly and turned her hand to lace theirs together. She looked up at him when he asked his question. “I’m afraid you’ll be upset with me because I had been slightly dishonest.” Smackle said quietly. 

“It seems that when we had broken up, I hadn’t completely wanted to. I wanted you to be happy and guessed that wasn’t with me.” She explained carefully. “My feelings for you have always been here Farkle, although I might have pushed it back to my subconscious.”

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Past Patiently Waiting || Smarkle

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“Smackle,” Farkle dragged out** not being able to help the smile that came to his face or the tiniest gulp. In that moment he desperately wanted to reach for her hand– but he had never touched her without expressed permission before, never wanting to make her uncomfortable with his presence and knowing full well of her tendency to shy away from other’s touch– yet he didn’t dare ask for it now.

“If you wish for a discussion, I won’t deny it and will answer any of your questions to the best of my ability.” 

“Farkle,” She paused, “there’s a few questions that I have and I’m not quite sure where to begin.” Smackle said while smoothing out the material of her skirt. After she reached across the table for his hand before pulling away and looking at her own. Their entire relationship had gotten to the point it had due to their strong effort in communication.

 “Forgive me I didn’t ask, may I?”

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Past Patiently Waiting || Smarkle

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Farkle shifted into himself, he was ashamed profusely of himself, specifically of his behavior towards Smackle in the past few weeks. He had left her hanging for an answer for a week and then when Josh’s body had been found, Farkle hadn’t replied to any of her letters that she had sent to him over the break. He’s a special kind of despicable, and refusing to read any of them was a kind of punishment, even though Farkle knew he was being unfair to one of his dearest friends.

“I didn’t know what to say to you, Smackle.” He sighed, giving in to his insecurities. “I have been unfair, and I apologize. But maybe…” He broke off, pursing his lips and looking away. He really didn’t have the words to explain what was going on his head.

  “But maybe this is best left as is.” She finished for him. Smackle was well aware that this could’ve been a possibility with all that has happened recently, but she truly wished for something that just so happened to have terrible timing. 

“If that is the case then I don’t see why this could not be inquired further, a discussion should help with understanding.”

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Dear Isadora Smackle (Cecilia Balagot , OOC: Adrienne) ,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry! Please find enclosed a checklist for everything you need to take note of. Please send an owl with your character’s account/url within 24 hours. You may begin roleplaying after we’ve published your follow.

Isadora is one of the fifth year prefects for Ravenclaw house, the seeker for the Ravenclaw quidditch team and a member of duelling and S.P.E.W club.

Yours sincerely,