#aita

[purplepeptobismol]

Am I the asshole for k*lling myself in front of the past version of my father?

I (14M) accidentally went back in time and killed myself in front of the teenage version of my father (17M). Now, I know this sounds crazy, but there is a valid reason for why I did it. For one, I am cursed with immortality and cannot die. I also recently found out that the curse was inherited by my father (yes, he also has immortality).

I know you may be asking “Hey, why did you go back in time in the first place?” Well, I was tasked with a very important mission (which I won’t get into at the moment), but unfortunately, the Time Machine ended up sending me too far back. I’ve been trying so hard to figure out how to get back to my original timeline, I even broke into an abandoned lab to see if I could find anything useful. But nothing has worked!

The only other option I had was to get help from the very scientists who created the machine in the first place. Which is— you guessed it, MY FATHER!

Unfortunately, my father wasn’t a famous, genius scientist in this timeline, he’s actually still a teenager here! He doesn’t even know anything about advanced astrophysics for god’s sake!!! Still, I went to him and knocked on his door in hopes he would at least believe I’m his son, and could even assist me in some way (there’s gotta be something useful in that brain of his).

As it turned out, he didn’t believe me. He thought it was all a prank from one of his friends who always messed with him. Of course, I kept trying and trying, even told him things only family members would know. But still— nothing.

Then, I got struck by an idea: “My dad has the same curse of immortality as me... and even when we die, no one in the world remembers. Only us two.” So as a final attempt to convince him I’m his future son, I grabbed a sharp piece of glass and slit my throat.

Now, I know that was very extreme of me, but it was the only thing I could think of! There isn’t really a gentle way of dying. And yeah, it probably traumatized him (from what I could tell), but it doesn’t matter. I can come back to life! Good as new. But was there another way, or anything else I could’ve said or done to convince him I am his future son? Am I the asshole?

Update: the stunt worked and he now fully believes that I'm his son from the future! Everyone who downvoted me, suck my balls.

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[This prompt is inspired by the first chapter of my Bunny fic ‘I Will Make of You’ in the POV of a certain someone.]

NEW UPDATE IS OUT NOW!

[fox-bright]

I am never going to be able to leave Reddit.

[theshehulkproject]

Some D&D party is out there playing the coolest campaign ever.

[mist-and-rain]

this reply is killing me

AITA for never elaborating?

[dandelyle]

this AITA is killing me

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Okay. Am I the asshole if I call out my roommate's self-centered behavior? I live in a communal space, where everybody except C shares freely. C got a good job through connections and is able to spend freely on themselves, spending little on household items, groceries, etc. They say they're broke every month, but I've seen their takeout containers and amazon boxes, so maybe it's a spending problem. Worst of all, when we are low on food, C just disappears for a few hours and comes back instead of cooking with everyone.

I've told C that they're being selfish and they should start considering other people, but it goes in one ear and out the other. I offered to help budget but they don't listen! They barely spend more than $400 of their $2000 a month on groceries for the house; the rest goes to their lavish lifestyle while the rest of us suffer. I just want them to pay their fair share. AITA for asking them to be fair??

Including some more specific INFO from version 1 of this post (which wasn't postable due to being about emotions rather than actions):

What are these acronyms?

[enigma-the-mysterious]

It has not gone well

AITA for trying to accomplish my father's dreams and hurting my best friend in the process?

Alright, here we go. So, I (30M) have been working on a pretty intense task for the last few years. I made a promise to someone very dear to me—my father, to be exact—that I would do whatever it takes to accomplish it. To do this, I had to take some drastic steps. We’re talking undercover stuff, working within a system that’s more rotten than an overripe jackfruit, all to get closer to taking down the enemy from the inside.

To accomplish this mission, I needed a special promotion. I have been putting myself through hell and back, but those racist assholes at higher up kept passing over me to promote Mediocre White Dude #57. Then a few months ago, I finally, FINALLY made some solid progress when my boss's wife guaranteed me the promotion if I could track down and arrest some anonymous dude who was proving to be a security issue for my boss. Pretty straightforward, right?

Now here’s the issue. At about the same time a few months ago, I met this guy; let’s call him A (26M) for now. My work-life balance had honestly been, well, shitty to say the least, thanks to my father's mission, and I barely had the time to socialize and make any meaningful connections in the city I moved in. Meeting with A had been a chance encounter too. Long story short, we clicked instantly and became fast friends. He is a great guy all around— smart, funny, passionate, good natured, kind, helpful— just about everything you can possibly wish for in a friend (although he could be a little naive sometimes).

But here’s the kicker: a few days earlier, I found out that A has been lying to me about... basically EVERYTHING! ALL this time. He is not from the city; the people he claimed to be his family are not even related to him. Even his name isn't A, it's B! But what's worse is that he is exactly the guy I was supposed to arrest. And he was on a mission too. Except his mission was not targeting my boss, it was to rescue someone— his sister M (9F) to be exact— my boss and his wife had kidnapped and enslaved (long story). Yup, that’s right, we were on opposite sides without even realizing it.

Things escalated quickly. I... well… I had to make a choice. I chose to betray him to keep up my own cover and stick with my father's mission. And yeah, it was brutal— there was a literal fight to the death involved. I tried to convince him at first to surrender without fighting, but of course B didn't listen and refused to back down. I can’t even begin to explain how much it hurt to turn on someone I came to respect, even love…. uhh…. like a brother, of course.

And then, to rub salt to the wound, once I arrested him, my boss (FUCK HIM FUCK HIM FUCK HIM FUCK DIE BITCH) ordered me to flog B publicly till he fell to his knees and begged for mercy. Yeah, those were his exact words, that bastard! I felt like I had no choice, so I did what I was told. And it was one of the worst days of my life. I kept asking B to kneel so I could end the torture, but he is one stubborn and tough motherfucker and decided he would rather suffer through a public torture session than kneel. My dickface boss and his bitch wife weren't satisfied with how little blood I was drawing out of B, so they kept escalating the torture until B couldn't take it anymore and fell unconscious.

I ended up hurting him so badly, both physically and emotionally. It is fucking me up, honestly. I can't eat, I can't sleep, I can't even get out of my bed right now. I honestly feel like dying.

So, AITA for betraying and hurting my best friend to accomplish my father's mission? I did what I thought was necessary to save countless lives, but I can’t shake the feeling that maybe I went too far.

Edit: No, B did not know that I worked for the people who kidnapped his sister. He did not befriend me to take advantage of my position, as some of you have been implying. He did not, I repeat, he did NOT betray me. If anyone has betrayed and wronged him, it's me!

Edit 2: No, I didn't tell B my real intentions and my father's mission. Didn't you read the post? I am working UNDERCOVER!

[slvttyplum]

AITA for eating my partner's pussy until she's sobbing? 

that’s what suguru was typing up on his phone while you had him shut out of the bathroom washing up. 

suguru knew he was supposed to feel bad about what he had done, but his heart was beating fast, and his dick was getting harder thinking about it again. 

ten minutes ago, suguru just finished eating your pussy out front and back, it lasted two hours and almost three. when he was satisfied with how much fluid, moans and crying you did, he finally stopped. 

in his defense it wasn’t his intention to go over board with it. he just wanted to taste you before the both of you settled in for bed, but once he started licking and sucking, he just couldn’t stop. 

the sensation and feeling of his tongue running over your wet pussy while you swirled and whined for him to stop while you simultaneously rolled your hips against your face, you acting like you didn’t want it only gave him more reason to keep going. 

he should’ve felt bad for having you squirt on his face multiple times and your pussy juice dripping off his skin but the more he typed on the forum the more he started to feel aroused by the actions that took place earlier. 

he only wanted to give his good girl a reward for being so needy, but you just had to keep rolling those hips of yours and spreading your legs out. 

fuck… the more he wrote, the better he felt about the situation.if anyone else was in his position with a pretty girl pussy deep in his mouth and his tongue exploring regions that shouldn’t be discussed, they too would’ve kept going. 

it was so sexy and hot that tears were rolling down your face while your hands were in his hair and pulling it trying to get him off of you from the overstimulation, that he came in his pants. 

the only defense that he had was the fact that this was a mistake, and he was only supposed to eat you out until you came, but his plans were ruined when your fluid glistened on his chin and your wet pussy tempted his eyes. 

his tongue flicking back and forth while his two fingers worked in and out of you with great speed. you couldn’t be mad at him for this, it’s your fault for having such a pretty pussy that needs to be taken care of. 

don’t make him the villain. he was only helping you with the pleasure that you so desperately craved. seeing you overstimulated and sobbing from the overwhelming sense ecstasy you were getting from him and only him, it turned him on. 

at certain points while deep inside you, his eyes would roll, and he would moan, and the vibrations from his moaning made you cum even more. 

after submitting that into the subreddit, replies came flooding in on how he wasn’t the asshole, and that made him grin. 

giving him even more reason to bust into the bathroom and eat you out again.

[wileycap]

AITA for striking my (M43) son (M20) when he rejected me as his father?

I understand that the title might have you thinking the worst, but please hear me out.

I didn't have a relationship with my son for basically all his life. This was due to my circumstances at the time: I went through a major personal tragedy and was severely injured, to the point of being on life support. To this day I have a lot of issues with my health.

I recently reconnected with my son. I immediately invited him to meet my boss (M92), in hopes that I could set him up with a job opportunity. I feel that this is significant. As far as I know, my son has been working in menial jobs in agriculture, but then apparently chose to leave that life and - to my shock - join a criminal syndicate.

I felt as if getting a good government job would be a way to turn over a new leaf in his life, especially given his past. However, he immediately became combative. I attempted to give him some guidance in managing his emotions, but he rejected that as well.

I'm sad to say that the argument became physical. Some blows were exchanged, but in the end, I was angry enough to strike him. I immediately felt very bad, and decided to offer him the government job on the spot. He rejected me again, and chose to leave very abruptly. I haven't had any contact with him since.

So, AITA?

Edit: Yes, I admit that to call it striking him was an understatement. To clarify, I cut off his hand.

Edit: However, I feel like it should be stated that I myself am a quadruple amputee and we have excellent healthcare.

Edit: I did not immediately identify myself as his father when we met. I think this was my mistake. I think he would have been much more receptive of my message had I done so. As it stands I only told him of our relationship after I had struck him.

Edit: My wife is not in the picture. To my knowledge she passed before his birth.

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I went on a double date with my sister (Jamie, 24) and her new boyfriend. (Paul 25ish) We went to an Italian place. Paul goes on about how the word is for red in Italian marinara, and the word for white is alfredo, so that’s how he remembers the sauce names. I told Paul I took Italian in high school, and it’s rosso and bianco. It even says so on the wine menu. Paul started yelling at me and calling me wrong. Those are the names for wines, not colors. My husband showed him on Google the translation for red and white. Paul told my sister he was leaving and called us stupid assholes and how wrong we were. Paul and my sister left without paying their bill, or even getting some food. When we asked the server he said the drinks are no problem and not to worry about it. My sister texted me later and said why do I think I always have to be right and I embarrassed Paul, and it was immature of my husband. She said we didn’t have to argue with him over something so silly. She said my husband, and I bullied him. She told me that I don’t have to say to people when they are wrong and embarrass them in public like that.

World heritage AITA (Am I The Asshole?) post.

[aita-blorbos]

AITA For glorifying my father and killing my brother?

I used my brother as a skin suit to escape my prison, and reunite with my father.

AITA?

[animentality]

[coochiequeens]

A reddit update with a happy ending for women!

[amazingphil]

RELATIONSHIP AITA DILEMMAS!

HELLO

I did an ‘am I the hole’ video about Christmas dilemmas, and you guys told me in the comments that you wanted MORE - so I’m doing a LOVE/DATING SPECIAL!

It has to be a situation where you may or may not have been an asshole, rather than just general advice, and the more love / relationship themed the better.

Example - Am I the hole for destroying my husbands sandcastle that took him 10 hours?

Am I the AHole for ghosting someone when I found out they collected frogs?

Leave me a message and I may pass judgement on you in a video. I’ll keep you anonymous! Can be spicy as much as youtube will allow me to post!

Ask here: AM I THE ASSHOLE? ❤️

[ishipmyotp]

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[justsome-di]

what is going on in r/amitheasshole is this man okay