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am-i-the-asshole-official · 8 months ago

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Would I be the asshole for being in a relationship with someone much younger than me?

My (35nb) neighbor (19f) moved into my apartment building last year. She's going to the local college and lived with her boyfriend. She always complained to me about him and recently broke up with him, and he moved out. Since then she's been asking to spend more time with me, offering to do chores together and stuff.

Recently she's been asking a lot of questions like am I gay, do I ever date women, etc (she's not being rude - I'm very obviously gender-weird.) In addition to that I think she's flirting with me. (I've never really been able to tell when people are flirting with me.) She hasn't outright asked me out, but I think she might, or wants me to ask her out. I never saw us as a couple because she's so young, but we are friends. She's still pretty immature about a lot of things, but she has a good head on her shoulders. My concern is she's in a different stage of life. Like if we're still dating in 5 years, she'll be 24 and just getting started, and I'll be 40 and having a mid-life crisis.

For context I've always been a kind of a youthful person. I'm "immature" in the sense that I still like concerts and video games, and most people my age are, like, having kids. I'm afraid she gets along with me well now because our interests align, but as times goes by I'm going to stay the same and she'll "grow up" and we won't be a good fit anymore.

I don't think me being older than her gives me any kind of leverage over her, although I'm financially stable and she's dependent on her parents, who live in another state. But she always says good things about them so I don't think she's unsafe there.

Everyone says age gaps are skeevy but I don't see how this one would be. But I welcome anyone's thoughts on the matter. My neighbor is a nice person and I wouldn't want to cause her any problems.

Would I be the asshole for dating her?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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aita-blorbos · 8 months ago

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AITA for asking why someone rejected me?

I (39M) have been "friends" with S (35NB) for a while now, but you barely even call it that at this point. I started developing feelings for her as soon as I met her, but I never had the courage to tell her for months, so everyone just assumes that we're friends. But we're not! She always touches my hand, laughs at my jokes... I know that she feels the same way I do and would love to date me! Or, so I thought...

Recently, I finally confessed to her that I love her and that I'd love to date her! But she- she REJECTED me! I asked her why, but she wouldn't even give me an answer! She just left! I've NEVER felt so humiliated in my life!! And, do you know what makes this worse?? She's been dating this other person- J (32NB)- behind everyone's backs! I always knew that S & J hung out together, but not in a dating sense! I thought they were both just best friends, not partners!!

I asked her yesterday if she even cares about me anymore, and she fucking stared at me. She didn't give me an answer, again!! I yelled at her to just talk to me, but this- she just fucking pointed at the door and told me to go! After I drove 2 hours to see her again, she just fucking hates me now?! I left, but not before telling her to not lead on other people like that again and that she's lucky I'm not vengeful.

I really wish I didn't confess now. My pride is wounded now, and I could've continued living and dreaming of dating her in peace. However, I wouldn't even be so angry if she just told me she was dating someone else, or at least told me why she rejected me! It's not wrong to ask some who rejected you WHY they rejected you, right? Like, I'm not alone in this opinion that you should at least give a reason to them, am I?!

#aita #am i the asshole #unreality

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postsofbabel · 8 months ago

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ohmababypoe · 7 years ago

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Say It First

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Request: anonymous asked: From the Angst/fluff Prompt List could you possibly do 21,26, 31,33 with baby Poe if it isn’t too much trouble? Happy holidays and tbh I’m so so happy that you are writing again. Have missed your content.

21. “We’ll figure this out.”

26. “Here, let me help you.”

31. “You haven’t lost me.”

33. “Don’t cry.”

Pairing: Poe Dameron x Reader

“I can do it”

Three pairs of eyes settled on Y/N, she forced a smile and looked at Poe; she then looked at Finn with a small smile on her face. “No,” Poe said bluntly shaking his head; he pursed his lips trying to come with a plausible excuse that didn’t sound too obvious. “There has to be another way, Y/N. I— we’ll figure this out” he nodded more to himself than to the other people who occupy the small white room. “You can’t go back,”

Rose looked at Finn, then back at Y/N. Poe seemed in deep thought as he walked around the small space, Y/N rubbed the back of her neck; she knew that Destroyer like the back of her hand. “You know there is no other way, Poe” Finn said, Poe stopped walking and glared at Finn. “I didn’t mean—” he raised his hands in a gesture of peace; Poe nodded in defeat and let out a strangled noise.

Y/N pushed herself from the wall and put a hand on Poe’s shoulder, “I worked in that Destroyer half of my life, Poe. I can slice through their program, it’s our only hope.” Poe hanged his head down and looked at his black boots, there had to be another way. If Y/N returned to that ship, they will have no mercy on her or Finn. “I can do it, Poe. We are losing time, being here. The fuel is not going to last forever”

“Alright”

Poe whispered and rubbed his face if this was for a greater good; it was selfish from his part to not let her go. He wanted to be selfish one time in his life, he didn’t want to lose her; his heart told him to find another way… but his brain was right, this would extinguish the light of hope for the entire galaxy.

“Here, let me help you.”

Poe’s hand landed on her small, lithe Datapad she was putting on her brown, leather satchel. “I am sorry” Y/N whispered softly, as Poe slowly closed her bag. “I—”

“Promise me something” Y/N raised her gaze, Poe was looking at her intently; he was memorizing every indent of time in her face, every detail, and her eyes, the only puzzle he couldn’t decipher. He raised his hand and touched her cheek softly; a red tint appeared on her face. He smirked and rubbed her cheek softly open and down. “You’ll come back to me” he dictated and leaned his forehead against her as both of his hands held her face softly, his thumbs caressed her neck. “Promise me”

“I promise” Y/N whispered against his lips, Poe only nodded; he closed his eyes and pushed his lips softly against her.

“I love you”

“I know”

Y/N quickly moved her fingers across her datapad, “We have a window of five seconds, we need to get through the shield in that time” Finn nodded and looked back at Rose, in responded the petite woman nodded and held tight to the small, leather chair of the small ship. “We’ll be alright” Y/N declared and took a deep breath and wrote the last line of code and everything went blank.

Something electric hit her cheek, “BB-8, stop it” Y/N whined, she was familiar with that sensation. BB-8 seemed to hate her; every time the small droid had the opportunity it electrocuted her. “I am awake” but the droid didn’t seem to buy and electrocuted her again. “Stop, I am fine” she bubbly tried to stay up and glared at the cylindrical droid. “I am going to change your code—”

“You seemed to get along well” Y/N rolled her eyes, as Poe’s voice resounded around the small room. “Lovely family, we are, aren’t we?” he asked jokingly, Y/N grimaced and BB-8 started to beep. “Did she now?”

“What I did no such a thing? You little—”

“The cost is clear, the maintenance panels are on the south side in corridor 35NB,” Finn said entering with Rose. They were wearing officer First Order uniforms, “Here is yours” Y/N looked at Finn with an arched eyebrow, “It was the only one available”

“Shut up, BB-8”

Y/N grumbled under her breath as she walked Finn and Rose, her disguise; a simple janitor of the Destroyer. She smirked as she picked a piece of trash and placed it inside the mobile trashcan, BB-8 hide under it. “My job” she stifled a small as the droid beeped angrily.

“Keep it down, you two” Finn gritted under his breath and angrily looked back at Y/N. “You need to be quiet”

“BB-8 started it” Y/N whined and glared down at the immobile, black trashcan. Finn shook his head and rubbed the back of his neck.

“You behave like children” Rose commented, Finn smirked as Y/N started to blush and babble.

“I do not!”

They finally reached the maintenance hall, “I’ll stay here and sliced through the system. You need to go to the second level, the second door to your left it’s where the device tracker is” Finn and Rose nodded.

“Are you going to be alright?” Finn asked Y/N nodded padding her hip. “Be careful”

“You too”

Y/N’s forehead was drenched with sweat as her fingers type away in the small black keyboard. “I am too old for this” she heard a series of beeps behind her, “Love you too, trashcan. Now shut up—”

“The prodigy decided to return, how excellent” Y/N flinched as a hand pull her up by the hair. There he was with his cold expression regarding her with disdain. The Stormtrooper pull her hair again and she bit her lip.

“Brother, lovely chat but I need—” something wet ran down her lip, “You hit like a girl” she spat blood down to his boots. Armitage snarled and hit her again. Her head violently turned to the left side.

“It’s General Hux, for you traitor”

Y/N groaned, “Look who woke up, just in time for the show” she tried to open her eyes, but the only one didn’t hurt.

“Bite me, Phasma”

“Y/N!”

Y/N turned her head to look at Finn and Rose, “I am sorry” her hair covered her face as she looked at the ground. “I am so, sorry guys” she whispered and gulped, Y/N would not give them the satisfaction of knowing they had won.

“Kill them”

Y/N closed her eyes as the heat of the ray got closer to her face, her ears rung and she could barely stand up after being thrown against a crater. “BB-8” she looked up to see BB-8 controlling a Walker.

“I still hate you, trashcan”

Y/N said with a smile and took one of the blasters and started to kill the Stormtroopers around her, she was getting tired; but why? It had only been a couple of hours… wait… there was no water around her. Something wet was running down her legs. She looked down, red… “That is not good” her legs buckled under her, she fell down on her knees.

“Y/N!”

Something hot and small landed on her cheek, “Y/N, baby. Please, don’t do this” Poe, why was he crying? Wait how in the hell did she go back to him? Was she dead? No, it couldn’t be. Everything hurt like hell, “Please, I need you. Wake up, please” Poe chanted closed to her ear, she could feel his hot breath against her ear. “I love you, wake up; Y/N. I can’t lose you too,”

“You haven’t lost me.” Y/N croaked opening her good eye; she was in small bed in what it seemed to be a cave. Poe looked down at her and blinked, there were new tears on the edge of his eyes. “Don’t cry.” She whispered and raised her hand to touch his cheek. Poe took a hold of it and kissed it softly.

“I thought I lost you” Poe declared rubbing away his tears and smiled. “You got shot two times” he confessed, Y/N looked down at her torso and flinched at the sight of it. “I should’ve gone with you” he sternly stated looking at Y/N. She shook her head.

“I decided to go with them. This is not your fault; it’s a minimal sacrifice for the universe, Poe” Y/N said with a smile, “Nobody can’t get rid of me that easily”

“I was counting on that” Poe’s lips landed on her softly, her lips were chapped but she didn’t care. Their lips move in synchronization until the lack of air made them separate. “I love you, so much Y/N” he smiled and his eyes twinkled looking at her.

“I love you too, Poe” Y/N said and almost flinched as something touched her other hand. Something cold and metallic, Poe let out a small laugh; Y/N frowned and looked down. There it was the small, orange droid beeping at her angrily.

“I still hate you too, BB-8”

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