#i guess you had to be there

[foxdrawdoodles]

MAG 100 - I Guess You Had To Be There

This was a very interesting episode, it was cool that we sort of got to see what it’s like trying to get statements out of people when the Archivist isn’t there and it was also funny listening to everyone falling miserably at getting any cohesive answers to their questions.

I can’t decide which statement I liked more, I’m between the Robin Lennox who literally walked out of the spiral because he was late for dinner or the supposedly “John Smith” who went full government conspiracy theorist on Tim. Oh and I almost forgot bloody Martin awkwardly having to give random loose change from his pocket to Lynne because of a miss understanding!!

god I love this podcast <3

[themagnustournament]

Round Two Part Three - Match 21

It’s Worm Time, baby! Infestation, our Season 1 finale, is against the halfway special, I Guess You Had To Be There, coming into Round Two with 211 votes!

MAG 039 - Infestation | Spotify - Acast - YT | Wiki | Transcript

Original recording of Jane Prentiss’ attack upon The Magnus Institute on July 29th, 2016.

MAG 100 - I Guess You Had To Be There | Spotify - Acast - YT | Wiki | Transcript

Assorted live statements. No further details available.

[acernusaurus]

What if the characters who left the show had stuck around on the Waverider for later events? How would they have fit into the future episodes?

Want to see DarhkAtom in the Season 5 finale? How about Leonard Snart meeting the JSA? Come read ex-Legends dropped into whatever episode I feel like.

[archivegoblin]

I saw . . . A GHost

[dishsaop]

the worst part about being an adult is thay its no longer socially acceptable to just roll down a really big hill and then run back up it and roll back down again. "oh is this a syphilis metaphor" passerby would ask. "is this for a tick tock". no i just wanna come home covered in dirt and scratches and bask in the the solace of childlike mirth

[gatorinator]

“Walrus on your doorstop” this “fairy’s more unrealistic” that my professor just uttered the sentence “there was one day I found a real octopus in my backyard” this man hasn’t left Utah his entire life. How was there an octopus in his backyard in Utah. He then said “I do not have time to elaborate we need to cover a lot today in class” GIRL WHAT DO YOU MEEAN

[klaunee]

I drew this over a year ago but I guess now is the time to post it.

[bluegiragi]

negotiations.

early access + nsfw on patreon

[barghest-land]

drawings from paleo expedition to dagestan, done right on the trip. sometimes messy when it was cold and rainy, but i won't correct it. i think it's cool to leave it just the way it was done, and not retouch it after. there will be more drawings later, but those will be done from home

[themagnustournament]

Redemption Round 3 - Match 11

See, this is what this tournament is about. Breathing Room, 131 Redemption Votes, one of my personal Scariest Episodes. I Guess You Had To Be There, 133 Redemption Votes, perhaps The most iconique episode. Pitting bad bitches against each other.

MAG 113 - Breathing Room | Spotify - Acast - YT | Wiki | Transcript

Statement of Adelard Dekker, regarding the near-death and subsequent activities of Justin Gough.

MAG 100 - I Guess You Had To Be There | Spotify - Acast - YT | Wiki | Transcript

Assorted live statements. No further details available.

[fruitytboy]

trans guy holding your head in place while he humps against your face with his dick in your mouth 🥴💕

[egophiliac]

like mother, like son, but less wholesome this time?

(I couldn't decide whether or not to put them together, so have them in all the different ways!)

[inkskinned]

before you know about women, you hear that you do not need to love the man, just that you need to love him through his manhood. which is to say you have seen the future painted in lamb's blood over your eyes - how your mother shoots you a look about your father's inability to cook right. how your aunt holds her wineglass and says i'm gonna kill em. men, right! how your best friend bickers with her boyfriend, how she says i can't help it. i come back to him.

you learn: men are gonna cheat. men aren't going to listen when you're talking, because you're nagging. men think emotions are stupid. they think your life is vapid and your hobbies are embarrassing. men will slam things, but that's because men are allowed to be angry. if you get loud, you're hysterical. if a man gets loud - well, men are animals, men are dogs, men can't control their hands or their eyes or their bodies. they're going to make a snide comment about you in the locker room, about your body, about how you're so fucking annoying. you're going to give him kids, and he will give you the money for the kids, and you're going to be running the house 24/7 - but he gets to relax after a long day, because his job is stressful. the man is on stage, and is a comedian, and says "women!"

and you are supposed to love that. you are supposed to love men through how horrible they are to you - because that's what women do. that's what good women do. wife material. your father even told you once - it'll make sense when you're older. it was like staring down a very lonely tunnel.

it feels like something's caught in your throat, but it's all you know, so. it's okay that you see sex as a necessary tool, a sort of okay-enough ritual to keep him happy, even though he doesn't seem to care about happiness as-applied-to you. it is relationship upkeep. it is kissing him and smiling even though he didn't brush his teeth. it is getting on your knees and looking up and holding back a sigh because he barely holds you as you panic through the night. it's not like the sex is bad and you do like feeling wanted. and besides! he's a man! like... they're another species. you'll never be able to actually communicate, right. he isn't listening.

you just don't get it. you don't feel that sense of i'm gonna climb him like a tree. mostly it just feels fucking exhausting. you play the part perfectly. you smile and nod and are "effortlessly" charming. and it's fine! it's alright! you even love him, if you're looking. you could have good life, and a good family, and perfectly happy.

in the late night you google: am i broken. you google i'm not attracted to my husband. you google i get turned on by books but not by him. you google how to get better in bed.

the first time he yells at you, it almost feels like blankness. like - of course this is happening. this is always how it was going to end up. men get angry, and they yell, and you sit there in silence.

you mention it to your friend - just the once - while you're drunk. she shrugs and says it's like that with me too, i just try to forget and move on. men are always gonna hear what they want to. pick your battles and say sorry even though he's in the wrong. you play solitaire online for a month. you go to your therapist appointment and preach about how you're both so in love.

after all, you have a future to want. nobody lied about it - how many instagram posts say marriage is hard. say real love takes work. say we fight like cats and dogs but the best part is that we always make up. how many of your friends say happy anniversary to the best and worst thing to ever happen to me. if you really loved him - loved yourself too - you'd accept that men are just different from you.

the first time she kisses you, it's on a dare at a party. something large and terrifying whips through your body. you wake up sweating from dreams where her mouth is encrusted with pearls and you pick them off one by one with your teeth. fuck. you sit at the computer and your almost-finished game of sim city. you think about your potential perfect life and your potential future family. you google am i gay quiz with your little hands shaking.

you delete each letter slowly. you don't need to love him. you just need to keep going.

[lazylittledragon]

pov: they saw you from across the room and think your vibe is disgusting

[saewokhrisz]

final victor...?

[captainswan618]

there is a person standing 73 yards some distance away, watching you. they look like they’re trying to tell you something. you can’t get away from them, nor can you get close to them. they’re just...standing there.

so your friends and loved ones try to help you by talking to them, and the person must be saying something to them, because they look at you differently now. but you have no idea what it was, all you hear is static.

you try to tell them not to listen to the person, but no matter what you do, no matter how much you plead with them, they look up at you with suspicion-hatred-fear and just run. they don’t care where they’re going, just that you’re not there. and you can’t do anything to stop it.

the more that the people in your life care about you, the worse it is, because anyone who tries to help is turned against you. so you are just gradually shut out of your own life by the people you love the most, until eventually you no longer recognize your surroundings.

there is a person standing 73 yards some distance away, watching you.