make / believe *

tired  of  licking  my  own  stamps.

[bloodletted]

“ i may not be god , can you really tell the difference ? ” 

[elliottspencer]

pov: richard trager encounters you in the work bathroom on break

[secularmaniac]

idk if i’ll write anything on this later, but rick doesn’t process his trauma, and doesn’t really acknowledge many of his negative emotions unless they’re a response to an immediate situation. if we’re being funny, he’s an optimist in the most unhealthy way possible; if we aren’t, then he’s a man who’s trying to avoid how unsatisfied he is with his own life. his inability to properly process bad things that happen to him (along with spite and rage) benefited him by allowing him to get through the engine and emerge semi-lucid. he understands what happened to him, but in his mind, ‘it wasn’t that bad’ - ‘it was a little funny’. tldr he needs a therapist like, yesterday.

[secularmaniac]

coochie on my dash.. tumblr i thought we were censoring that shit </3 get out.. get out..

[secularmaniac]

arhugrghgh my brain is massive [writes drabble about rick getting his eye gouged out]

[ollikiwi]

Trager reference sketches

[secularmaniac]

starter call  !  |  v. pre riot 

[secularmaniac]

starter call  !  |  v. during riot 

[psykir]

       ❝      TRAGER     ?      ❞       zeichner     ,      audibly     exhausted     ,      raps     once –     sharp –     on     the     executive’s     door     .       he     hardly     waits     for     an     answer     ,      impatient     enough     as     it     is     ,      shouldering     his     way     into     the     office     .       ❝      Have     you     seen     Blaire     ?       He     isn’t     answering     his     pager     .       I     found     the     Harmon     paperwork     he     was     asking     for     ,      but     now     I     can     no     longer     find     him     .      ❞

@secularmaniac​ !

[secularmaniac]

        digits twitch subtly around his mouse in discontent as the man entered. rick didn’t even have time to pull a sorry excuse out of his ass about how ‘ he didn’t have time for visitors today ’ or how he was ‘ a very busy man ’. not that either of those would have worked at any length.   

        “ have you tried his office ? christ doc, do i look like his babysitter ? ”

        his tone bites - though not enough to be threatening, rather than just annoyed. he hits send on an email he was writing as he speaks. they were spending too big a chunk of funds on patient food – rick had been wasting his day trying to figure out which of their two remaining meals was the more disposable.

        rick sighs, leans back into his chair. rolls up his sleeves to his elbows. takes a look at his watch.

       “ maybe he’s taking his lunch – not sure. just slip the papers under his door or somethin’. ‘n get a coffee on your way there, y’ seem just a little wound up. not like the papers ‘r gonna catch fire anytime soon, right ? ” needless to say, he’d never been one for urgency.

[secularmaniac]

hi. i. am taking faceclaim recommendations 

[secularmaniac]

i'm going 2 write smth on rick's mute/unresponsive state after being forced into treatment in a bit!

[secularmaniac]

died trying to do insane mode again near the end ❤️ deleting this blog bye

[secularmaniac]

aye yo im on a roadtrip and my phone is dead so. ill do drafts when i get home . <3

[secularmaniac]

heh heh. i'm a little birthday man today

[secularmaniac]

        “ mornin’ mis  — ter blaire, ”

        words are exaggerated on his tongue, as he walks in pace with his superior. the top button of his dress shirt is undone, and he looked a bit tired - after all, rick had never been quite the morning person. that is, morning being nearly twelve in the afternoon.

        “ couple more orderly spots got freed up today. i keep warnin’ these people that it’s a tough job, and yet they jus’ keep - what was it ? oh - ‘ succumbing to mental collapse as a result o’ career related stress ’. ” rick laughs, snorts a bit. takes another long sip of his coffee. “ any - hoo, you got plans for lunch already ? was thinkin’ about sending an intern into town, havin’ him grab somethin’ from a little italian place i know. ”

||    pre riot starter for @arrogantconfidant​​    //  x  ( accepting. )       

[whistleblowiraa]

blaire vc:

[secularmaniac]

“ aw, buddy. what’re you trying to do ? i gave you a chance didn't i ? didn't ol’ rick try to give you a hand ? well i can't help somebody who doesn't want to be helped. you're fired. ”     

canon divergent RICHARD TRAGER from OUTLAST. penned by LIGMA.