#and then proceed to be the clearest asshole who ever lived

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AITA tag game

tagged by @the-inkwell-variable, thank you! man, i have to do this for King Problematic himself, who I’m fairly certain would have a reddit account, and would post shit like this purely to bask in the internet outrage of it all (Rainier. It’s Rainier. worst man alive whomst i adore)

RULES: Make an Am I the Asshole post for an OC!

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AITA for dating a guy I met at work?

throwaway for anonymity, but someone’ll probably out me anyway ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ so be it.

So, preface: I (36M) don’t date. I hook up, I sleep around, yadda yadda, I’m a big slut, whatever. Who cares. Point being, I’m not a relationship guy. Or I wasn’t, until I met V.

At first it was just a sex thing (also I thought he might have stolen something from my office so I was trying to figure out if he had — and he was cute, and into me, so I was like ‘why not?’) but now we’ve been seeing each other for a few months and things are…incredible. Better than I ever imagined. He likes me for me and not my money, and he’s into my spiders, which pretty much no-one else I’ve ever hooked up with has been cool about.

(It turns out he did steal something from my office, by the way, but we worked through it. He’s helping me with the project it was for now.)

Anyway, recently some friends of mine found out about him, and I thought they’d be happy I finally got serious about someone, but instead they’re on my case about how I shouldn’t be seeing V, that it’s inappropriate because of my job, that I’m ““taking advantage”” of him somehow, despite the fact we’re both adults who chose to be in a relationship.

It’s doubly irritating because before this one of said friends (W) was always like ‘you never open up, you never care about anyone, I don’t think you even know what love is’ and now that I do care about someone, suddenly it’s the wrong choice and I’m a terrible person just because he doesn’t like that I met the guy at work.

Personally I think W is jealous because we used to hook up when we were younger (and still do a bit. or did.) but it never went anywhere. As if that’s my fault. As if you get to choose who you fall in love with.

Edit: since everyone’s asking, I’m a magus (demonology teacher).

Edit 2: not that it matters, but V turns 20 in a couple months.

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