The Telepath and the Enigma

Aurora Tregarden. Ira Detamore. Pleased to meet you. We have a few friends around, if you're interested.Disclaimer

[in-my-defense-i-was-left-alone]

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[etienne--corrillaut]

"You are all being awful. I didn't even do anything to you yet."

[telepathandenigma]

etienne--corrillaut​:

telepathandenigma​:

Ira shrugged. “An amusing twenty minutes of my time doesn’t sound like a waste to me.”

“Perhaps it is you that is the waste, then.”

Again he shrugged, putting his tablet away. “Perhaps. But I’m making things that make people laugh, so I can’t be that much of a waste.”

[etienne--corrillaut]

"You are all being awful. I didn't even do anything to you yet."

[telepathandenigma]

etienne--corrillaut​:

telepathandenigma​:

“It’s a stupid photoshop job, mate, and not even that good of one. Not that serious.”

“If it’s not good, then you shouldn’t have bothered doing it.”

Ira shrugged. “An amusing twenty minutes of my time doesn’t sound like a waste to me.”

[etienne--corrillaut]

"You are all being awful. I didn't even do anything to you yet."

[telepathandenigma]

etienne--corrillaut​:

“You are all being awful. I didn’t even do anything to you yet.”

“It’s a stupid photoshop job, mate, and not even that good of one. Not that serious.”

[etienne--corrillaut]

“uM, dO yOu KnOw HoW mUcH mOnEy mY dAdDy bOyFrIeNd sPeNdS hErE???”

[etienne--corrillaut]

“I want to speak to your manager, little man!”

[telepathandenigma]

esotericjerks replied to your post “*disappears for ages* *shows up again purely for...”ALWAYS WATCHING YOU WAZOWSKI

Better put on a show then!

[telepathandenigma]

*disappears for ages*

*shows up again purely for chaos*

[djcherubim-archive]

Personallyyy I lik 2 think m Welsh b4 British,,,

Coz like we was colonised and we dint wanna be England's bitches n I still dun wanna be England's bitch fuck those guys

[telepathandenigma]

As someone whose mum is Irish and was born there

Fuck yeah, mate

[nagumoanarchive-deactivated2025]

Men with rideable faces.

Men who are so unbelievably pretty that you want to make a mess of them, until their hair is tussled, their lips are swollen, their cheeks are flushed with warmth and their gaze is hazy and unfocused.

[telepathandenigma]

“Is the media still following you?”

Ira tugged his hat lower over his brow. “Unfortunately. I should get some prosthetics or something.

[telepathandenigma]

isaac-blackwillow​:

telepathandenigma​:

“I hope so. Nobody ever talks about the good things. Just the salacious ones.”

“Good things are boring.” Isaac drew a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and offered Ira one.

“Yeah, I s’pose,” he sighed. He waved off the offer. “People’re just nosy about it. Like, do your own thing for once, yeah?”

[telepathandenigma]

“Is the media still following you?”

Ira tugged his hat lower over his brow. “Unfortunately. I should get some prosthetics or something.

[telepathandenigma]

isaac-blackwillow​:

telepathandenigma​:

He immediately sputtered. “That is not—! That is not what happened.” He groaned, rubbing a hand over his face. “This is a fucking nightmare.”

Adopting a more serious expression, he replied, “It’ll pass. Eventually someone else will do something scandalous and they’ll forget all about you.”

“I hope so. Nobody ever talks about the good things. Just the salacious ones.”

[telepathandenigma]

“Is the media still following you?”

Ira tugged his hat lower over his brow. “Unfortunately. I should get some prosthetics or something.

[telepathandenigma]

isaac-blackwillow​:

telepathandenigma​:

He winced and lowered his voice. “Look, I had no idea she was married to him, and even if I did, he should’ve kept his mouth shut, alright?”

Unable to suppress the wicked grin, Isaac gave Ira an approving nudge. “You little homewrecker!”

He immediately sputtered. “That is not—! That is not what happened.” He groaned, rubbing a hand over his face. “This is a fucking nightmare.”

[telepathandenigma]

“Is the media still following you?”

Ira tugged his hat lower over his brow. “Unfortunately. I should get some prosthetics or something.

[telepathandenigma]

isaac-blackwillow​:

telepathandenigma​:

Ira blinked, refocusing. “On what happened… when?”

Isaac winked conspiratorially. “Ah, of course. So many incidents, it all runs together.”

He winced and lowered his voice. “Look, I had no idea she was married to him, and even if I did, he should’ve kept his mouth shut, alright?”

[telepathandenigma]

“Is the media still following you?”

Ira tugged his hat lower over his brow. “Unfortunately. I should get some prosthetics or something.

[telepathandenigma]

isaac-blackwillow​:

telepathandenigma​:

He paused, head tilting. “…That’s not a bad idea. Just make shit up.”

“Exactly.” He paused for a moment, choosing his words and tone carefully. “Come to think of it,” he dropped casually, “no news source seems perfectly clear on what exactly happened.”

Ira blinked, refocusing. “On what happened... when?”

[telepathandenigma]

“Is the media still following you?”

Ira tugged his hat lower over his brow. “Unfortunately. I should get some prosthetics or something.

[telepathandenigma]

isaac-blackwillow​:

telepathandenigma​:

“It’s not exactly new… The being hounded is though. How’m I supposed to spin that into a positive?”

“Go the Robert Pattinson route - use the attention as a platform to say the most outlandish things you can think of.”

He paused, head tilting. “...That’s not a bad idea. Just make shit up.”

[telepathandenigma]

“Is the media still following you?”

Ira tugged his hat lower over his brow. “Unfortunately. I should get some prosthetics or something.

[telepathandenigma]

isaac-blackwillow​:

A grin spread across Isaac’s features. “Or you could embrace your newfound fame.”

“It’s not exactly new... The being hounded is though. How’m I supposed to spin that into a positive?”